#WITH THE STUPID HEADSET TOO LIKE BRUH

[coconut530]

TECH CULT GO AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 💛⁉️💡⚡️🖤

[sunkissed-zegras]

thigh riding with Paige... 🤭

𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐒 ─ PB⁵

౨ৎ ─ summary | paige is ignoring you while she locks in while playing fortnite with kk, but you needed her attention (and she hates it when you're needy)

─ word count | 1.1k (this was supposed to be a blurb bruh)

─ warnings | NSFW under the cut, read at your own discretion! kinda mean paige, thigh riding (who woulda guessed?), nothing else?

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"PAIGE," YOU WHINED as she ignored you, her eyes plastered on her computer screen. You rolled your eyes as you sighed, collapsing back on the bed as your girlfriend continued playing Fortnite.

Her headset was on and her glasses were set on the bridge of her nose, her fingers clicking on the keyboard as she played. You were needy and dramatic, sure but it was for good reason, you hadn't seen Paige since the morning and you missed her. Yet right now, it seemed like playing her stupid game meant more to her than her girlfriend.

You wanted her attention but you didn't know how you were gonna get it. As you lay there, feeling neglected, you weighed your options. Interrupting her game would not go over well, but letting your feelings just sit there wouldn't help either.

"Dude they're following us, for sure." Paige mumbled into the headset as she groaned out loud. "I fucking told you, didn't I? I told you to leave it-"

Sighing once more, you sat up and watched her for a moment. The concentration etched on her face was almost endearing, but it also made you feel a bit left out. You wondered if she even realized how much time had passed since she last acknowledged your presence in the room.

An idea popped in your head as a smirk began forming on your lips. You walked up to her quietly, and put a hand on her shoulder as she looked up to see you. "Not right now, baby. Hold on,"

Hold on? Your jaw slightly dropped as you glared at your girlfriend. You couldn't believe Paige ─ her hot and very needy girlfriend was standing right next to her and she wanted her to hold on?

Gathering your courage, you spoke up again, your voice tinged with a hint of irritation. "Paige, seriously," you said, your tone firm. "I've been waiting for you all day, and all I want is a little bit of your time. Is it really too much to ask for?"

"KK, look out behind you!" Paige shouted into the headset, making you audibly groan before Paige finally glanced up at you again, putting a hand over her mic. "What? Why are you giving me attitude for, can't you wait for like, 5 minutes?"

You knew you were being overly dramatic and you knew that Paige hated when you'd give her attitude, especially for something small like this. But you finally had her attention and you were not gonna let it go now.

You met her gaze with a raised eyebrow, your tone dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, sorry to inconvenience you with my presence," you quipped, your voice laced with irritation. "I guess I'll just go find someone who actually wants to spend time with me."

Paige's eyes narrowed at your remark, a hint of annoyance flashing across her face. "Really? You're seriously going to pull that card over a stupid game?"

You shrugged nonchalantly, crossing your arms over your chest. "Why not?" you replied, a smug smirk playing on your lips. "It's not like you've paid any attention to me since you started playing anyway."

She sighed as she heard KK talk, "Yeah, I'm still here. Give me two seconds," she spoke as before she muted herself.

Two seconds, you gotta be kidding me. But before you could scoff or roll your eyes dramatically, Paige grabbed your arm and pulled you into her lap roughly. You stumbled as Paige pulled you into her lap, caught off guard by her sudden movement.

"Hey, what are you doing?" you protested, your voice tinged with annoyance as you struggled to regain your balance.

Paige ignored your protest, her grip firm as she held you close to her. "Fucking relax," she mumbled. "You're acting like a bitch in heat right now, you know that, right?"

You rolled your eyes but you couldn't help but feel yourself begin to get warm. Paige kept her gaze on you and as she pulled you off her lap for a second and gestured to your shorts before she unmuted herself. You stood there, almost shocked for a good two seconds before Paige sent you a look before you did as she told you.

You couldn't believe it took Paige a minute to win you back but you weren't complaining, you needed her. She stuck out her knee and you knew what to do ─ you straddled it as Paige kept her eyes locked on the screen.

"Yeah, you got 'em?" Paige spoke lowly as she felt your dampness hit her bare thigh, feeling a shiver go down her spine. Her cold knee sent a shiver down your spine as you bit your bottom lip.

You let a small whimper before Paige began rocking her knee, causing a full-blown moan to escape your lips. Paige sent you a warning glare as your eyes widen, your hand clasping over your hands.

"What was what noise?" Paige scoffed as she kept her gaze on the screen. "I didn't hear anything," she forced out a laugh as she kept rocking her knee, your cunt gliding against it.

You began to move alongside her knee, your head falling back as you gripped her shoulders. You felt pathetic, riding her thigh like a bitch in heat (in Paige's words) but it felt too good to stop. Your hips movements began more sporadic as Paige continued rocking her knee, muffled whimpers coming out of your lips.

Paige could tell that you were close so she put one of her hands on your hips, guiding you harder on her knee. Your eyes rolled on the back of your head as you let out a moan, feeling the knot in your stomach snap as you came undone on her thigh.

Your body felt like jelly as you collapsed on her chest, her hand moving up to the keyboard as she kept playing. A few minutes pass and you heard KK scream from her headset, glancing at the screen. She got it, she and KK had won the Victory Royale.

As the adrenaline from the game subsided, you nestled into Paige's chest, feeling a sense of contentment wash over you. Despite the earlier tension, being close to Paige like this was all you really wanted.

"Yup, I gotta go, KK. Bro, I'll- yeah, yeah. I got it, I heard you the first time. Okay, I'll see you tomorrow morning." She hung up the call quickly as she pulled off her headset, her hands finally beginning to caress your back.

Paige looked down at you, a soft smile on her lips. "I'm sorry for ignoring you, pretty."

You glanced up at her with a small smile. "It's okay, you made it up."

Paige's soft smile formed into a cocky smirk as she shrugged. "Yeah and I did it with no fingers, huh?"

"None, cus you're just like that," you mumbled as she laughed softly, pulling you closer.

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[uhhhitsgray]

Gamer Boy

↳ Pairing Eren Yeager x reader ↳ Warnings: nsfw, eren x fem reader, smut, orgasm delay kind of - if you squint, some fingering, blow job. ↳ w/c: 3.4k~

"Bruh, I need a healer! Where the fuck is Connie?!" 

"Of course he got food without telling anyone." 

"Ah shit. I died in their spawn, left side." 

"Shut the fuck up Jean, you're bottom of the team!" 

This was all you had been hearing for the last few hours - Eren playing games with his friends. He was already gaming when you let yourself into his apartment earlier in the day. He paused for a moment, giving you a peck on the lips as you told him you were fine with hanging out while he still played. 

Though, your answer may have been a bit different if you knew he'd be playing for this long. His gaming wasn't the issue at all actually. You two played games together all the time. The issue was you becoming gradually more horny as your mind played out scenarios of him fucking you stupid. 

Oh how your core was now aching for his tender, yet at the same time rough, touch. How you craved the way he'd always twist your nipples just the way you like it to incite an instant moan to slip from your lips. How his fingers moved inside you, how he filled you up perfectly.

Fucking hell.  

His back was facing you in his chair at his desk, headset on, arms moving across his keyboard and mouse. His veins exposed, muscles flexing as he moved. His hair in the normal bun it was usually in, it looked good but would look better with your hands weaved through it. 

Walking up behind him from the bed, your hands snaked around his neck. Eren jumped slightly, pulling one side of his headset off of his ear. "Holy shit you scared me." He let out a small laugh. 

"Yeah?" You breathed on his neck, placing kisses down the one side as your hands slid forward on his chest.

"One sec, guys." You heard Eren say as he pressed his mute button on his keyboard, turning his head to look at you. 

"Baby, I'll be done after this game, okay? Promise." 

You let out a small groan, your hand running up his neck, finger trailing over his adams apple. "Hmm - can't wait for you," the kisses you place on his neck are turning into nibbles. "Need you now Ren." 

His body stiffened slightly, eyes still on the monitor in front of him. 

You kiss his neck. "I want to play a game too. How about I get on my knees under your desk…" You kiss the other side of his neck. "And suck your pretty cock, hm?" You bite his neck, your hands slowly trail down his chest, down his abs as your first finger dips into the waistband on his shorts and briefs. 

He takes a staggered breath in as his eyes glance down to your hands. 

Your finger moves away from his waistband, "But, keep playing your game. Unmute your mic, act like nothing is happening. Yeah?" Your hands yet again wander down the outside of his shorts to find his cock already half hard, you smirk to yourself. 

Eren swallows next to you, "Yeah, okay." His breathing is already faltering some, his response breathy. 

Without another word you're on your hands and knees, crawling under his desk. Fingers dancing up the outside of his hips up to the waistband of his pants. Pushing your fingers inside of his pants, his skin is soft and warm to the touch.

"Lift up baby." You state in-between his legs. In a brief second his thighs are pushing off the chair under him as you tug side to side to pull his shorts and briefs off. 

As his bottoms pool to his feet, Eren picks up one foot after another moving the clothing out of the way. Once both feet were planted on the ground you scoot forward placing kisses on the inside of his thighs. Erens legs closing slightly at the sensation. 

You giggle, "Spread your legs a bit Ren. Don't be shy." Eren shifts his weight a bit in his seat as he spreads his legs more for you. 

"I can leave this game right now if you want." Erens voice wavers a bit as you nuzzle your cheek into his thigh, lazily stroking his cock that was gradually getting harder. 

Eren pushes his chair back a bit, allowing him to see you in between his legs. You hold his cock up, running your tongue from his base to his flushed tip. "But baby, that'd defeat the purpose of the game." You smirk up at him.

Erens head lulls back at the sensation, a groan escaping his lips. "Do as you please baby, but when you're done I'm gonna fuck you so good." He leans down a bit, holding your chin with his thumb and finger. "You want that, princess?"  

You can feel a heat pool between your legs, your eyes glazing over at the words that fell from his lips. A nod was the only thing you could manage. Erens thumb brushes the side of your cheek, "I thought so."

He gives you a wink as he scoots his chair under the desk again, cock hard and hanging heavy between his legs. 

"Hey guys, sorry I'm back. Yeah everything's good." You heard Eren continue to talk to his friends, but you ignore the chatter above you as your eyes look over his cock in front of you. Thick, and long with a vein that runs up the side. His tip was shiny as you continued to smear precum over him. 

Your hand loosens around him as your place kisses and nibbles on his thighs as his muscles become tense. You could say you had an obsession with thighs, but who could blame you with his thighs splayed before you. Smooth, tan and muscular. Fuck he was pretty. 

"Mmmm…" Eren let out the smallest groan as you tighten your grip on his cock, moving your mouth over his tip as your tongue dances circles over it. 

You hear him clear his voice from above you, "Yeah I'm good." 

"I did not moan, I just got a cramp in my foot." You smile to yourself. You move your mouth further down his cock, bobbing your head up and down on his shaft. Your tongue rubbing on the underside of him. 

"Fucking h-hell." Eren whispers out, your eyes shifting upwards watching his stomach rise and fall as his breathing quickens beneath his shirt. 

"Huh?" Eren speaks into the mic. You remove your hands from his cock, running your hands up on the top of his thighs, stopping right below his hips as you continue to suck his cock. 

"I am n-not stut-terring." You feel his thigh muscles get tight under your palms. You entice him to slip up more by digging your nails into his skin. You hear him let out a shaky breath. 

Cute that he's trying so hard to hold it together. 

Your hand makes it back over to his cock as you move your mouth off of it. Pumping his cock, it’s ungodly hard right now, that's covered in a mixture of saliva and precum. Slick noises are almost becoming too loud under the desk. 

You see a bead of precum leak from his head, your hand pauses at the base of him. You circle your tongue over his head and flick your tongue over his precum soaked slit. His body flinched under your control. 

"Hm? Yeah I'm here." If you could see Eren's face right now, you could probably cum on the spot. You were sure his pretty face is brushed a light shade of pink across his cheeks and nose. His pupils are probably blown in those beautifully blue green irises of his. 

You take your mouth off his cock, you could feel how soaked you were without even touching yourself. 

Fuck.

You needed to sit on his cock, you needed to be filled by this man now. 

You crawl out under his desk, Eren's face looking exactly how you pictured. You smile up at him, sighing, "Pretty." 

You stand taking your clothes off behind Eren, you watch him for a second as his weight shifts in his chair almost as if he's looking for relief to his heavy cock between his legs. 

You turn his chair slightly, pulling a leg over his lap straddling his lap. 

Eren pulls a side of his headset off his ear again, pressing a key on his keyboard, muting his mic then moves both hands to your waist, blown pupils finding yours. 

"Couldn't wait princess?" His hand is running up your stomach, kneading one of your tits in his big hands. 

"I dunno, you tell me." You grab the hand that's holding your breast and move it down to your pussy. 

Eren's eyes become dark as his fingers feel just how wet you were for him. A finger pushes past your entrance as he moves his finger in and out of you. A low growl leaving his mouth, "Fuck baby." 

You grab his wrist, pulling his finger out of you, "Play your game Ren." 

Eren shoves the finger that was inside you into his mouth, licking the juices clean. You could feel his cock twitch under you. "Hhmmm, as you wish baby." 

His body shifts under you, sitting up straighter to allow better and more comfortable access to his cock for you. 

Your thighs press against his outer thighs, as you scan over his features as Eren tries to take his focus back to his game. 

"Sorry, I'm back." 

"Yes, I'll actually try this game." 

"Huh? Nothing.. just been a bit distracted the past few games, all good." 

You giggle to yourself as if he wasn't about to be distracted again in a few seconds. 

You shift your body weight to one leg, reaching between your legs to grab Eren's cock. Rubbing his tip against your wet pussy, you notice Eren biting his lip. Probably trying to keep a moan in more than anything. 

You lean your upper body closer to his chest. Your bare nipples touching his chest covered by his t-shirt. As you sink yourself down onto his cock, your nipples brush down his chest as your breath fans over his neck. You close your eyes as pleasure washes over you. Eren's eyes locking into yours as his head lulls back, lips pursed trying his damnedest to not make a noise. 

You hear faint chatting through his headset, sounds of his name being called but he wasn't answering. His eyes still held your stare as you slowly started to bounce on his cock. 

"I … hmph …" Erens hand that was on his mouse is now grabbing onto your waist, squeezing the skin as you keep your slow movements up. He lets go of your side, as if he needed to squeeze you to regain some sort of composure. "Yeah, I hear ya Connie. I'll be r-right there." 

You lean your head forward, forehead resting on his shoulder as your fingers tangle themselves in his hair. You hear the chime in his headset indicating he muted himself. His big hand runs up the back of your neck, grabbing a handful of hair yanking your head back to look at him. 

"You're not be-eing fair right now." 

You slowly lowered yourself on his cock, shifting your hips to push him even further into you, a soft moan escaping your mouth, "How so?" 

He pulls your head further back, as he sucks the skin on your neck. "You're being a fucking brat. And -" Eren pauses, his eyes rolling back into his head as you start rocking your hips on his cock. He lets out a groan beneath you, "And you know what happens when you're a brat." 

Eren lets go of your hair as you lean your face into his neck, lips brushing his skin placing soft kisses as you pick up speed of you riding his cock. You whisper into his ear, "Think you needa remind me, Ren." 

"Yeah?" His thumb is rubbing across your bottom lip, his eyes watching as his thumb pulls your lip down. 

He unmutes his mic, "Something came up guys I gotta go." 

"I'm fine, I'll talk to you guys later." 

He leaves his match, taking his headset off and sitting it down on the desk. Scooting his chair back more as he grabs your ass, lifting you up so high off his cock just the head is still inside and he bucks his hips up into you. 

Moans falling out of your mouth, "Fuck Eren!" 

"Say. My. Name. Again." He states between every thrust into you. Your body turning into jelly as he continues to fuck into you. A hand grabs your tit, twisting your nipple just the way you like it. Your back is arching into him. 

You moan out his name as your forehead has found the familiar home again on his shoulder, as you feel his hand grabbing your face, turning it towards him. "Can't be tired already princess, we're just getting started." Before you could even spill words out of your mouth Erens putting his hands under your thighs, holding you as he stands and walks you over to his bed. 

He leans over, placing you on his bed as he places a soft, gentle kiss on your lips. He pauses, leaning back to peel his shirt off of his body and takes in the view of you below him. Your left leg out straight in front of you as the right is bent at the knee. He has the perfect view of your wet pussy, lips a faint shade of red from him rutting into your moments ago. 

"On your stomach, princess." He says from above you, palming his cock as he watches your naked body pull a pillow under your stomach, back arching as you push your arms above your head, face squished into the bed below you. 

"Fuck, who's got you this wet baby?" It's a rhetorical question, but a question to feed his hungry ego. 

You spread your legs further apart for him, displaying your soaking cunt below him. Your eyes look behind you, catching his. "You. You've made me this wet. Just thinking about you fucking me has been driving me mad." 

He lets out a small laugh as his middle and ring finger rub up and down your pussy, dipping his fingers into you as he curls his fingers just the right way in you. 

"Hmn … Eren, fuck. That feels good." You moan out, your pussy tightening around his fingers.

You let out a small whimper as he removes his fingers from your pussy as he leans his tall frame over your back, "Tell me how good you taste for me." His fingers move in front of your mouth as your part your lips and suck his fingers, moaning as you make eye contact with him. "I taste so fucking good." 

He loved every second of it and you could tell. 

"Yeah?" He asks, as you feel his cock rub up and down your slit again. 

Before you can answer he's pushing his cock into you, slow and deep. 

"Hmn, fuck." He groans out from behind you. Pleasure washes over you, making it impossible for words to form. 

A few pumps in and Eren is making a smooth and steady pace for himself. You turn your head to the other side, mumbling something under your breath. 

“What’d you say baby?” Eren pauses his thrusts for a split second. 

“Harder. Fuck me harder, Ren.” Your blown pupils catch his stare. 

A devilish grin spreads across his face as he leans forward grabbing a handful of your hair pulling your body upwards. His warm breath fans across your neck as he speaks, “You mean like this?” He lets out a slow groan as he pulls himself almost fully out, letting go of your head as he bends his knee planting his foot on the bed below you two. His hand is holding onto your hip as he pushes himself hard and further  into your soaking cunt. 

“Fu-uck … hmn!” You moan out below him, vision becoming blurry as he continues to thrust into you with a rhythm that is driving you insane. 

“More … more please.” You beg beneath him as if he wasn’t already fucking you perfectly. 

Eren lets out a low groan behind you, “You’re being a needy little thing aren’t you?” Slick noises becoming louder the longer he fucks into you, “Hmn, you hear that ba-aby? That’s all you making those noises. Fucking hell.” 

Your pussy tightens around his cock, Eren’s heading rolling back at the feeling. “Getting so tight on me princess.” 

Your moans and whimpers are becoming louder with every thrust of his cock, your skin feeling tingly as your body gets closer to the orgasm you’ve been chasing. 

“Not so fast now. Cumming so easily isn’t what I’ve taught you, is it?” He pulls his cock out of you, removing the pillow from below your stomach. “On your back baby.” 

You mindlessly do as you’re told, too fucked out to even bother to answer him. Eren scoots close to you, his hands pushing your thighs up as he wraps one around his waist. In a split second he’s leaning over you, the loose strands of hair touching your forehead as his hand grips around your throat squeezing slightly. “Answer me, brat.” 

“N-no, you didn’t teach me that - ah! Fuck Eren.” Your statement turns into a moaning mess as he slides the head of his cock back into you. 

Your head lulls to the side as he starts fucking you with the force from before. Eren has a smirk plastered on his face as he watches your cheeks blush, your chest is heaving as you pant below him. Eren leans back on his legs, his hands running up your thighs to your knees, pushing your legs into your chest. “You look so pretty being fucked like this. Feels good to know you’re a mess because of me.” 

“Only you…” You pant out, your eyes locking in with his. “Only you can do this to me.” 

“Yeah, that’s fucking right princess.” He leans over you, pulling his dick out slightly, his lips meeting yours. His lips are soft on yours, as his tongue enters your mouth, sloppy kisses are exchanged as he slams his cock back into you. 

“Hmn … hmm.” You moan into his mouth, your hands travel to the back of his head, fingers lanced in his hair pulling him closer. 

His thumb moves down, circling over your clit. As if you weren’t already a moaning mess, you surely are now. “Cum for me princess, you deserve it. I’m right there with you.” 

Eren leans back, away from your face as he keeps rutting into you. His movement falters as your pussy tightens around his cock, your eyes roll back into your head - back arching off the bed below you. 

“Fuck … ah Eren!” Your hand grabs his forearm squeezing as your orgasm washes over you. 

Your body shakes below him, as he slows his movement to allow you to ride out your orgasm. “Fu-ck.” His voice stutters, his body twitches above you as he pauses. You can feel his cock twitching inside you, can feel his cum fill you to the brim.   

His hand runs through his hair as he finishes emptying himself in you. Small whimpers come from your mouth at the feeling of him finishing. 

You’re still panting as he pulls his cock out of you, laying down next to you. Eren lets out a sigh, “Holy shit.” He tilts his head to the side to get a better look at you. Your cheeks are flushed, bits of your hair sticking to the side of your face. 

Your forearm covers your eyes as you try to steady your breathing, “You’re fucking amazing.” 

Eren rolls onto the side of his body, “Yeah?” He kisses your cheek. “You’re fucking amazing too princess.” 

You turn your head, holding his face in your hands giving him a kiss. “Hm, good.”

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My Hero PSLE: S4E5 "Simi sai"

"Sir, enemy at six o'clock and incoming fast!" "Singlish mode, lah!" "Sir, *deep breath* chao ang moh, at lok kom, yao lai liao," "Wa lao eh! Why you never early tell me!"

-mrbrown

"So. We're back at this. wretched. place. Really. Ok Grandmaster use your divine reality warping power or whatever and just boom boom bakudan the robots so they'll let us in ok?"

Wa lao eh. Now Rainslasher in a serious mood after the whole having to escape and then come back again shit. Wa sian leh.

So anyway Grandmaster use his reality warping power again and they went into thar cursed place again. Oh lord.

Then they decided to somehow un-brainwash all these people to get the power of friendship to defeat this god dang Exuvia.

But like how the hell are you supposed to un-brainwash someone? Well, easy-there has to be at least someone out there who wasn't buying all this propaganda shit their education system spoon-fed, well what a resemblance to real-life society in terms of propaganda that is and not believe their lies and set up like their own rebel system secretly, ya know?

Well, actually there might be one leh. But that's the problem, dear reader, if you're currently staring at the screen, screaming for Grandmaster to just use his reality warping power to un-brainwash them-he can't. He can brainwash and hypnotise someone, but he can't un-brainwash them. Useless shit-

Anyway. Maybe he can use it to find out who is the guy rebelling, right? Ah, but now we have three problems:

1) He can only erase their memories after they unveil who he is. Meaning they'd have to put back their masks immediately after, meaning that since literally everyone looks the same right here, they won't be able to tell who he is.

2) His powers don't really work on gods: the one ally they actually need. Stupid ass-

3) He's too lazy to use it. Kenasai-

So using reality warping isn't an option. Frustrated, Xiao Ming and gang decide to go to some café shit operating near the street.

Then they all sit down as gracefully and eloquently as that one group of p1 boys at McDonald's screaming: "OMG MOMMMY MOMMY MOMMYYYYYYYYYY I GOT THE HAPPY MEAL TOYYYYYYY" like ok shuddap, kid, no one cares bruh.

So anyway they didn't really order anything. They just sat there taking up a paying customer's seat and not paying, just here for he air-con lol.

Then suddenly like Ma Xiao Tiao, with his gigachad senses, picked up a vibration in the air and was like: "wait Zhi Hua summon a headset and computer or something,"

Then Zhi Hua blur.

"Aiya just summon it lah," Oh now Xiao Ming also pick it up with his Exuvia powers liao.

Proof that Ma Xiao Tiao the gigachad's power can rival Exuvias-

Anyway only after Xiao Ming said to summon it then Zhi Hua did, like "OHHHHHH OK," *summons item*

*Grandmaster immediately tunes in to the media or something with the computer and headset*

*Uses reality warping power so everyone can hear too*

*And no, without the headset, he can't hear it, so reality warping doesn't solve everything*

Well in the message given there was *quite a lot* of feedback, so this was all they could decipher:

"******standby*******we gather at******strike at******Heavenly Lord*******Chrysalis*******"

And then finally one sharp message it was like all the feedback scared and retreated:

"KILL ALL THOSE WHO ARE OBSTACLES ON OUR PATH TO FREEDOM."

[wherevermyway]

can’t wait for you (to shut me up) // binsung // oneshot // 18+

pairing: seo changbin x han jisung rating: explicit! 18+ warnings/tags: smut, food kink, roommates, spicy (literally), dacryphilia, don’t try this at home, explicit sexual content  word count: 5,475 also on AO3

originally posted: 14 december 2020

Han Jisung doesn’t turn down a dare. Ever. His roommate and occasional fuckbuddy, Seo Changbin, however, makes Jisung regret being so cocky and arrogant after he gets his hands on some capsaicin extract.

Alternatively: fuck bruh moments, Jisung has an Icarus moment.

disclaimer: this is a work of fiction! any reference to persons in this work of fiction are purely coincidental. the characters referenced from Stray Kids are  interpretations loosely based on their personalities in the group and do  not represent the real people behind the personas. if this, or any of  the content included in the warnings above make you uncomfortable,  please stop reading now.

Saturday nights always proved to be bizarre. Jisung’s friend and roommate, Changbin, was quiet and reserved six out of seven days of the week, only completely opening up as he got drunk and played some stupid multiplayer game every Saturday evening. As the night went on and Changbin’s friends logged off, the two of them would usually split a twelve pack of cheap beer together, take a break from their class projects, and do stupid things that usually involved drunken dares.

Jisung was never one to turn down a dare. He had an arrogant nature that would likely prove to be a fatal flaw one day. “You’re gonna regret that,” Changbin would tut, shaking his head after Jisung would accept a dare without hearing it out. Usually, it was something stupid or mindless, like licking honey off of Changbin’s foot, or walking through the library with a vibrating butt plug for as long as the upperclassman deemed necessary.

They weren’t dating — at least, not officially; this was something they constantly stressed with each other and their friends. Their relationship was just an eclectic, liberal interpretation on the boundaries of friendship. Friends could fuck each other after all, right? Honestly, the sex was too good between them to really bother with dating other people, but they did agree that they weren’t exclusive, even if it had been a year and a half of the same strange dynamic.

“You stupid motherfucker!” Jisung could hear Changbin shouting at the television all the way down the dorm hallway. The anthropology student was generally mellow and calm, until he had a couple beers in his system and joined a gaming session with his friend Chan.

The younger blond shook his head with a smirk as he ripped his lanyard out of his pocket, shuffling around to get the correct key to their dorm in between his fingers. The four single-serve shots Jisung snuck into the library for his study session were having an effect on his ability to smoothly rifle through the keys, but not enough to actually affect his cognition. Jisung slid the key into the lock and turned it.

When he opened the door, he expected to see Changbin, but he didn’t expect to see him in a loose, torn tank top and basketball shorts, especially not in the dead of winter. Toronto was cold, even indoors, and Changbin was sometimes nothing short of a madman. The older man was too busy yelling banter into his headset to notice Jisung standing in the doorway with his eyebrows comically raised and his jaw hanging open a bit.

Jisung tried to regain his composure before Changbin realized that his roommate was home, but, as he brought his bottle of beer up to his lips, the older man turned his head slightly, and they made eye contact. A bit of lager splashed up against Changbin’s face; he recoiled and quickly wiped his chin off. Jisung darted his eyes away, nearly forgetting to remove his key from the lock as he shut the door behind him and awkwardly mumbled some sort of greeting.

There was tinny chatter coming from Changbin’s headset, knocked slightly askew, and the older man scoffed. “Yeah, yeah, whatever,” he rolled his eyes and offered a polite wave with his fingers as he stared at the television, mashing some buttons on the controller in his hand. He set the near-empty bottle down on the table and raised his voice a bit. “If these motherfuckers would stop spawning missile launchers and aiming them solely at me, maybe I’d be able to help better.”

Jisung set his bag down on the kitchenette countertop, then opened the fridge and grabbed two beers from the door. He scanned the contents of the fridge, hoping that there was still leftovers from a couple nights prior. However, his face fell to a slight frown as nothing but a half-empty carton of whole milk and seven bottles of beer stared back at him. It was late, and Changbin probably figured Jisung would eat while he was out.

He wasn’t incorrect, but Jisung really looked forward to stealing one of the cold slices of leftover pizza when he got home; it always went well with the Molson Changbin would get for the weekend after class on Fridays. It was a mediocre beer at best, but it was good for mindless drinking. “Bummer,” Jisung muttered under his breath, grabbing a couple of the bottles from the shelf. He closed the door to the fridge and took the magnetic bottle opener off of the door. He popped the caps off of the beer bottles, leaving the bent metal on the countertop as he made his way over to the cheap, scratchy couch, languidly flopping down next to Changbin, putting an amber bottle down on the table next to his other beer bottle.

The older man grunted as thanks, focusing on the enemy in his sights on the screen, his tongue between his teeth and eyes squinting in concentration. This week’s gaming session with Chan featured Grand Theft Auto V, Jisung recognized the map. Changbin had mentioned something about a double XP event, and that he and Chan were trying to get their crew’s ranking higher up the list. It was all some inane bullshit that went in one ear and out the other to Jisung, but he enjoyed listening to it, regardless, since Changbin’s face would light up as he passionately explained just how renowned their crew had gotten.

This also meant that Jisung could get away with being a little handsy with Changbin, especially since he started drinking a little sooner than normal for a Saturday night. He took a long swig from his beer, then set the bottle down on the table, scooting closer to the older man. Changbin didn’t notice, still leaning forward, elbows resting on his knees. Jisung crawled his fingertips up Changbin’s thigh, causing the upperclassman to involuntarily flex for a moment, his head twitching to the side but unable to break his gaze away from his match.

Jisung’s fingers kept creeping closer and closer to the inside of Changbin’s thighs, which parted further and further away with each little movement. After Jisung’s fingers landed over the stretched fabric above Changbin’s pelvis, the older man lifted his arm and leaned back a bit. He nodded once, silently granting Jisung permission to continue. The younger man bit his lip in excitement as he slipped down to the floor on his knees.

There were a lot of nice, strange little oddities about their relationship that Jisung loved. About a year ago, when things started to shift from stupid drinking dares to more sexually explicit dares, Changbin had drunkenly dared Jisung to suck him off while he was on voice chat, gaming with Chan and a couple of his friends. “Don’t look away from my face,” he had demanded with a bit of an ironic quiver to his voice. “I wanna look down and see you staring up at me.”

“That sounds like fun,” Jisung giggled as he accepted the dare. “You sure you can stay quiet enough for your friend to not notice, though?”

Changbin flushed, looking away from Jisung as he gritted his teeth. “You don’t hear me in my room late at night; Chan won’t hear anything. Besides,” he rolled his eyes and sighed, “Chan’s heard me get off over voice before, and he doesn’t care; actually probably finds it hot, knowing him. Wouldn’t shock him, really.”

It still wouldn’t shock him a year later, but now he’d give Changbin shit for roping his roommate into it, instead of just handling it himself. None of their friends knew that they were more than roommates, but Jisung’s friend Felix had suspected something was happening when Jisung agreed to be roommates with Changbin again for his junior year of university. Likewise, Chan had made some choice quips about how Changbin should have moved out and gotten a real apartment, not an apartment-style dorm that was ultimately owned by the university.

For this odd dynamic, some things were worth sacrificing.

Jisung worked in a calculated fashion as he offered small licks and nibbles up and down Changbin’s cock. The main objective wasn’t to get him off, just riled up enough to cause a bit of tension. Changbin slowly started to become more and more disheveled the longer Jisung teased him, the final nail in the coffin was when Jisung kept tonguing at his frenulum with progressively lighter and lighter licks.

“I’m done, man,” Changbin growled into his mic, grabbing Jisung by the hair and roughly pulling him back. There was a pause as they stared at each other, the younger man smiling and showing off his teeth with a wide, proud grin. “It’ll be fine, dude,” Changbin continued with a hint of a whine, pressing a couple of buttons on his controller. “We can deal with it tomorrow. I’ve got more important things to deal with.” The older man motioned for Jisung to get up and rolled his eyes. “Shut up, Chan. You’re just jealous. Night.”

Changbin practically tossed the controller across the room after he turned his system off. “You’re trouble, distracting me like that when you knew it was a big weekend for Chan and me,” he tsked, standing up and tucking his dick back into his shorts. “I hope you’re ready for a hell of a dare.” He padded off to the kitchen and Jisung smacked his hands against the coffee table to a loose rhythm.

“I’ll take whatever you throw at me,” the blond smirked. “Favourite part about the weekend.”

The elder shook his head. “You’re not going to think that after tonight.”

Jisung watched Changbin rifle through the cupboards of the kitchen and he tucked his head into his hands. “Come on,” he drawled out with a whine, “all of the stuff you’ve dared me to do has been mild and pretty boring so far. Unless you’re gonna have me walk around naked, blindfolded, and in high heels with nipple clamps down the hallway, I don’t think you can really shock me at this point.”

Changbin paused. The mental image of Jisung’s words must have danced around in his thoughts, because he was frozen for at least half of a minute, letting out a stifled shudder as he turned around. “Not quite that, but it won’t be mild, to say the least.”

“So get on with it. What’s the dare you’ve got in store, Binbin?”

“The first part is simple,” Changbin smirked and leaned back up against the counter, folding his arms. “Let me suck you off.”

Jisung’s eyes lit up, and Changbin already knew this was going to end up poorly. “Hell yeah!” The blond shimmied his shoulders and nodded his head. “I’m already down for whatever you’ve got in store.”

A simple shake of the head is all that Changbin offered in response. He untucked his right hand, showing off a tiny vial with a small, viscous liquid inside of it. “You didn’t even hear the whole dare.”

“When have I ever said no to your dares?” Jisung had a point: a year of dares every Saturday, and he never once declined. It was stupid, though, because he never heard the entire thing through. Changbin would bait him with a good idea, then throw in the crazy idea afterwards. It had always worked out, but tonight’s dare could easily go sour very quickly.

“This isn’t like the others,” Changbin’s smile faded and he shook the bottle between his fingertips. “I know you get really eager over these dares, but this one is gonna hurt. It’s high time you learned to stop being so overzealous, Sungie.”

Jisung scoffed and rolled his eyes, slapping his hands down on the table. “Whatever, whatever, man. What’s the last half of the dare?”

Changbin gritted his teeth and pulled his lips into a straight line. “This isn’t something you can really say ‘no’ to after you actually ingest it.”

“Drugs?”

“I mean, technically? It’s a chemical.”

A confused frown grew on Jisung’s face. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“You wonder why I’ve been ordering spicy takeout all week?” He sets the vial down behind him and tucks his hands into the pockets of his shorts. Jisung shrugs his shoulders and makes a noncommittal grunt in response. “I’ve been gauging your tolerance level to see if you could handle an intense dare.”

Jisung rolled his eyes again. “Spice challenges are boring, dude,” he pouted as he looked at Changbin. “We killed that one at Roma’s last week—”

“Twelve million scoville units.” Changbin cuts off the excited junior. Jisung quickly loses the arrogance in his demeanour and sinks into himself a bit as his eyes grow wide. “Yeah, I thought so. Don’t worry, it’d only be two drops from this vial. You consume two drops of this hellfire oil, and I’ll distract you by sucking you off. Still interested?”

There’s a long, uncomfortable pause that hangs in the air as Jisung weighs his options.

Changbin curses something unintelligible under his breath. “I’ve got other, less potent ideas,” he offers, biting his lip as he watches Jisung think.

“Sure, I’ll still do it,” the younger man says with a shrug, like it didn’t really matter to him at all.

“Sungie,” Changbin brings his knuckles to his forehead, shaking his head as he sighs with disappointment, yet still smirks to himself. “You’re a fucking idiot.”

Jisung stared at the plate in front of him, with two neon red spicy cheetos set in the middle, one on top of the other. It almost looked like a photo he had seen in one of his art history books, so captivating by its simplicity. He had eaten these MSG-laden salt bombs several times. Adding a couple drops of oil infused with the epitome of lava would be fine, right? Temporary discomfort. Temporary.

“Sungie,” Changbin grabbed Jisung’s shoulder, softly shaking him. “Did you hear what I just said?”

The blond shook his head. “Sorry, got distracted.”

“This is a really stupid idea,” the older man sighed, “like, I really don’t think we should do this.”

Jisung knitted his brows together and scoffed. “I’m not turning this down. We’re doing this, dude.”

There was an irritated groan that came from Changbin as he gritted his teeth and tucked his head into his hand. He stared at Jisung and frowned. “I’m going to regret challenging you to do this more than you’re going to regret accepting this dare, I just know it.”

“That’s on you,” the younger man arrogantly quipped, running a hand through his hair with fake confidence. He grabbed the bottle of beer that was next to the small plate and chugged the last of it, slamming it down on to the table. “Anything to get you to get me off.”

“You know, you can just ask me.”

“Yeah, but dude, where’s the fun in that? That’s so… domestic, like actual couples do that.” Jisung rolled his eyes and smirked. “Anyway, let’s get this over with. Hey, we could film it and go viral or some shit, too, that could be fun.” Changbin deadpanned and scowled, causing Jisung to wave a hand nervously. “It was a joke, man.”

The older man shook his head and grabbed the tiny glass vial, staring into the oil as it lazily sank down the sides of the bottle. He continued to scowl, squeezing the dropper and unscrewing the lid from the glass. “You don’t have to do this,” he repeated, yet still brought the dropper over the red snacks.

“Shut up,” Jisung folded his arms and sighed. “If you really didn’t want to do this, you wouldn’t be going through with it. Just admit you wanna watch me sweat and cry and suffer and call it a day. You’re such a sadist.”

A flush crept up on Changbin’s face. He said nothing, just shook his head and dropped a single, quick drop of oil on each nuclear red corn puff. As he hovered his hand over the plate, Changbin nervously looked up at Jisung and opened his mouth to say something.

“Nope,” Jisung grumbled, shaking his head. “I’m not backing out of this, so don’t say anything.”

The older man rolled his eyes, then screwed the cap back on to the vial. “Fine,” he muttered, standing up and making his way into the kitchen. “Then I’ll just tell you that, again, you’re an idiot for accepting this.”

“You’re an idiot for suggesting this!” Jisung shouted and let his jaw hang agape for a moment, hands thrown up in the air in disbelief.

Changbin spun around on his heel and pointed a finger in Jisung’s direction. “You need to stop accepting dumb things without hearing the whole thing first!”

Jisung pouted and dropped his hands, recoiling a bit. “I only accept these things from you because I trust you, Binbin.”

The way Jisung’s voice went from an irritated shout to a soft whine caused Changbin to visibly wince. “Sungie,” he started, bringing his palm to his face with a heavy sigh. “That was harsh of me, I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine, I guess,” the blond mumbled. “Just grab the stupid milk and get back over here. The whole point of this was so you’d suck my dick and distract me anyways.”

Changbin did as requested, but the air in the room was different now. He set the carton of milk down on the table and tugged his tank top down, playing with the hem of his shirt as he sat down on the couch. “You gonna be okay?”

Jisung took in a deep breath, looking away from the plate in front of him, turning his head to look at Changbin. They stared at each other for a moment, and then nervousness behind the blond’s eyes faded as he arrogantly smirked. “I’ll feel a lot better once you’re between my legs and doing your best to distract me.”

The older man couldn’t help but deadpan again, rubbing his temples with his middle finger and thumb. “You’re something else, Jisung,” he grumbled.

“Yeah, but you like that about me.”

“It’s true,” Changbin shrugged, dropping his hand to his lap. “You ready?”

Jisung turned to look at the plate and he nodded once. “This is a dumb idea, but fuck it.” He reached his hand out to the hellish crisps, fingers twitching a bit as he grabbed both of them off of the plate. He turned to look at Changbin, whose eyes were wide as he swallowed with anticipation.

“You sure about this?”

“Shut up, Changbin.” Jisung rolled his eyes, then shakily put the food into his mouth.

He chewed for a couple of seconds, nothing really happening. Maybe the oil that Changbin got from his friend Hyunjin was a dud. Then, he swallowed and everything started to fall apart. Rapidly.

Jisung’s eyes went wide as he coughed and shook his head a second later. “Oh my god!” He panicked, hands flailing and fanning his head as his face reddened. “Jesus fucking Christ, that’s—” he choked on his own saliva, coughing up a fit. Changbin’s face contorted in reactionary terror, reaching out to the carton of milk, offering it to Jisung as the younger man shook.

“This was a horrible idea, why the fuck did you go along with this?”

Jisung ignored Changbin’s comment, practically drowning himself in milk as he choked down the liquid, trying to swallow it and breathe at the same time. “Hot,” garbled up from his throat, some of the white liquid sputtered up into the air as he spoke, some dribbling down his chin. “Changbin,” Jisung whined, his eyes teary, glistening as much as his face was as it started to sweat, some visibly beaded up on his forehead. “Distract me,” he managed to pant out between gasps, wiping his face off with one hand and motioning towards his lap with the other.

“You’re a madman,” Changbin licked his lips, biting at the inside of his cheek as he watched Jisung unravel into a sweaty, teary mess. If Jisung could focus on anything other than the stinging, stabbing pain in his mouth, he would have noticed that Changbin was enjoying this a bit too much. Instead, he wanted to rip his tongue out of his mouth and forget he ever existed.

He decided, right then and there, that he was never going to take on a dare like this again.

Changbin stumbled to the floor, too busy watching Jisung writhe and sweat to pay close attention to undoing the button and zipper to the younger man’s jeans. The blond leaned back into the couch, chest rapidly rising and falling as he panted and whined, letting out strings of profanity as he suffered. Sweat, tears, and saliva dripped down his face, making Jisung’s face shimmer in the bluish white light of their dorm.

“For fuck’s sake,” Jisung loudly whined, shakily reaching a hand up Changbin’s head, curling his clammy fingers in his hair, “distract me, come on.”

“Sorry, sorry,” Changbin apologized, tilting his head down to focus on getting Jisung’s cock to spring free from the confines of his jeans and boxers. Surprisingly, it was already half-hard, causing Changbin to lift one of his eyebrows and offer a quip. “Excited over this, huh?”

Jisung groaned, rolling his head back and pushing Changbin’s head down. “Not distracting me,” a long, drawn out whine interrupted his sentence, “like you promised.”

Changbin chose not to say anything, instead he dug his elbows into the couch as he worked Jisung’s cock into his mouth. He gently pressed the tip of his tongue against the base, eliciting a small squeal from the younger man, who twitched and whimpered in response.

“More, please.” Jisung rolled his shoulder blades up against the back of the couch, furrowing his brows and wiping his forehead haphazardly with his free hand. “Wanna fuck your mouth, wanna come all over that pretty face of yours.”

The older man curled his lips in a devious smile. “I just said I’d suck you off,” he pulled back a bit, looking up at Jisung with a bit of snark, “not that I’d get you off.” Changbin flashed his teeth with an evil grin, until Jisung lifted his head and wildly stared down at him.

“If I didn’t feel like my face was about to fucking melt off,” Jisung hissed through his teeth, trying to stay relatively composed, “I swear to god I—” Changbin firmly gripped the base of Jisung’s cock and wrapped his lips around the head, sucking at it hard enough to cause the blond to stutter over his words. “Distracted, yeah,” he weakly moaned out, letting his head lull back.

There was an audible pop as Changbin pulled his lips off of Jisung’s head. “Distraction and sucking your dick was what the deal was.” He continued to grin, letting his hand continue to work Jisung’s shaft as he watched the younger man’s face contort in reaction. “Maybe once everything’s settled and you stop crying over a little pain, I’ll give you what you really want.”

Tears continued to stream down Jisung’s face no matter how much he tried to mop them up with the back of his hands. There was a fair amount of runny mucous dripping from his nose, too, rendering him into a sloppy, sticky mess.

Admittedly, it was a bit gross, but Changbin found it more disturbing that seeing his junior fall apart made him painfully hard. The way his tears shined on his pink cheeks, the way he whimpered and mewled in discomfort, all of it was strangely arousing to him. “Maybe we should shower first,” Changbin laughed to himself as he moved back down and wrapped his lips around Jisung’s cock.

“Maybe you should,” Jisung panted heavily, looking down to the older man, gasping as he spoke, “should go fuck yourself.”

Changbin looked up at the underclassman and flipped him off with a free hand. He hummed a laugh, the vibrations causing Jisung’s eyes to cross. The younger man threw his head back and rolled his hips up into Changbin’s face, causing the upperclassman to choke a bit, not expecting to feel Jisung’s cock hit the back of his throat.

Jisung pulled his shirt up and off as Changbin continued to bob his head up and down, circling his tongue around the length in his mouth. “Fuck,” the younger man whimpered, hastily wiping his face with his shirt as if it were a kitchen towel. He continued to let out a few strangled curses as he ran a hand through his hair.

Changbin offered a few more tongue flicks against Jisung’s cock before pulling away and standing up. “Come on,” he offered a hand to the perplexed man on the couch, “as much as I’m loving this, I really just wanna get fucked by you.”

After some extensive handwashing and some half-assed showering, Changbin found himself bent in half over his bed, with two of Jisung’s fingers inside of him. “I should just fucking edge you,” the younger man quipped with a smirk on his face, watching his elder twitch his fingers against the bedsheets, awkwardly scrambling for purchase.

“Please,” Changbin whined, “I gave you what you wanted, Sungie.”

“Yeah, you did.” Jisung slipped a third finger inside, biting his lip back as the upperclassman writhed and moaned underneath him. “Doesn’t mean I wouldn’t wanna see you suffer a bit as payback.”

Changbin gritted his teeth, turning his head back a bit to stare up at Jisung. “Fuck you, I told you what you were getting into. Hell, I warned you several times.”

“You had your fun,” Jisung bent over and nipped at Changbin’s shoulder. The teeth sinking into his skin caused the older man to let out a bit of a moan. “My turn, now.” He curled his fingers down, causing Changbin to drop further, letting his head collide against the mattress as he mumbled incoherently in approval.

“Yeah, I like that. You should keep your mouth shut more often, huh?” Jisung rocked his fingers back and forth a bit, then gradually started pumping them in and out of the man beneath him. “I bet you probably loved watching me cry out there, didn’t you?”

Changbin attempted to choke out an affirmation, but he was too lost in the feeling of how Jisung’s fingers moved inside of him to coherently respond.

“Figures,” Jisung tutted. “You’ve always been a weird one. I’m feeling impatient tonight, Binbin. While I’m annoyed you enjoyed making me cry, I’m tired of being hard.” He pulled his fingers out, then brought his hand to his cock, wiping some of the lube around it. Changbin opened his mouth to speak, but Jisung cut him off, slowly pushing his cock inside of the older man.

Instead of spouting off of a bold comment, Changbin lets out a throaty groan, gripping the sheets tighter. Jisung slowly pushes himself completely inside the upperclassman, a smirk growing on his face as he watches the man under him twitch. “You feel nice,” Jisung breathes out, moving his hands to both of Changbin’s hips, “you feel so nice. Want me to keep moving?”

Unable to form a coherent sentence, Changbin simply nods, and Jisung smiles. The younger man grips the hips in his hands tighter as he slowly moves in and out. The men exchange a myriad of lewd noises between them as they blend together.

“Jisung,” Changbin arched his back, tilting his head closer to the younger man. He didn’t have to respond for Jisung to know what he wanted.

The younger man shifted his hand from Changbin’s left hip up into his hair, running his fingers through the soft, damp, brown locks. It started off as a soft tug, then he quickly drew his hand into a fist and pulled back, eliciting a sharp cry from the older man.

This was Jisung’s favourite part of their interactions. Changbin liked to be pushed around a little bit after Jisung completed his dares. “Who’s gonna cry now, hmm?” He ruffled his senior’s hair around a bit, then tugged on it again as he thrusted in hard, stilling his movements. “Asked you a question, babe.”

“You can’t make me cry,” Changbin said, choking back tears. It was a bold-faced lie, they both knew that, but it fed into the moment.

“That a dare?” Jisung scoffed, then tugged at Changbin’s hair once more.

A whine escaped Changbin, eating away at his confidence. “Of course it’s a goddamned dare.”

“It’s always a dare.” As soon as Jisung finished speaking, he started roughly fucking into Changbin. The brunette tried to dip his head down and lose himself in the moment, but the blond held his head up by the hair gripped between his fingers. “I’m not gonna stop until I see you break, babe.”

“You’re gonna,” Changbin mumbled, “gonna have to try harder than that.” He tried to sound confident, but it was obviously false confidence. A few tears fell from his eyes, causing Jisung’s lips to curl upwards.

“Aww,” the underclassman mocked, “you’re doing a terrible job at faking it.”

Jisung let go of Changbin’s hair, letting the brunette’s head drop, then moved his newly-freed hand down to stroke he upperclassman’s cock. His stroking was a bit frantic, his thrusts becoming less and less controlled. “Want me to come on your back like always?” His voice cracked a couple of times as he kept moving.

Surprisingly, Changbin shook his head. “N-no,” he whined, “inside. Come inside me.”

“Really?” Jisung knitted his brows in confusion. That was something they had never done before, and the idea made his stomach flip. “If you’re being serious, I need to know, Bin.” He panted once before Changbin nodded his head.

“Just fucking come inside of me,” the brunette whined, “I’m so close and it’ll—”

Before Changbin could finish his statement, Jisung doubled over and let out a shuddering moan. He kept pumping the cock in his hand, but his movements were disjointed. Changbin shakily reached between his legs, wrapping his hand around Jisung’s, helping the younger man finish him off.

It took maybe two strokes before Changbin came on to his sheets. They would have to clean the sheets later, but that was fine. Hell, they could just sleep in Jisung’s bed, if they were really that out of it. Feeling the sticky, sweaty weight of Jisung atop him was worth it. They awkwardly laid there for a few moments, catching their breath.

“Hey, Jisung?”

“What is it, Bin?”

“No more fucking dares. At least,” Changbin sighed and rolled his eyes, “think them through before accepting them first, yeah?”

Jisung smiled, planting a kiss between Changbin’s shoulder blades. “I’ll consider it. No guarantees, though.”

“You just want me to keep fucking you after you complete a dare, don’t you?”

“Technically,” the younger man shrugged as he shakily rose to his knees, “I fucked you this time. But yeah, I want you to keep doing that. I wanna keep this up.”

“You’re so fucking dumb.” Changbin pushed himself up by his palms, his arms trembling a bit from all of the activity.

Jisung looked down at Changbin before pulling the older man back by the shoulders. “Yeah, but you like that about me.” Changbin opened his mouth to protest, but found his lips locked with the younger man. The energy between them as they kissed was different than their usual kisses. This was needier, more intimate and felt special compared to the others.

The older man broke away from the kiss first, for just a moment, looking down, then back up to make eye contact with the younger man. “I don’t want you to date anyone else.”

“What?” Jisung pulled back, blinking rapidly.

Changbin rolled his eyes, his expression softening. “You’re so dense, Sungie. We should be exclusive.”

Jisung shook his head. “No, no, I get that.” He smiled, awkwardly giggling at the same time. “I just never thought you’d be so cute about it.”

The brunette gritted his teeth and his expression fell into a scowl. “Don’t call me cute.”

“Fuck you,” Jisung laughed. “If you wanna actually date me, then get used to it.”

“You know what?” Changbin shifted his position a bit, letting Jisung’s cock fall out of him and cum drip down his legs as he turned. He grabbed the younger man by the shoulders and pinned him down to the bed. “Maybe I just will.”

They exchanged playful smirks with one another before they connected their lips together once more, kissing each other a bit more tenderly than they usually did.

“The boyfriend instead of the roommate,” Jisung quipped, bringing his hands up to Changbin’s face. “I like the sound of that.”

Changbin pushed a soft kiss to Jisung’s lips before pulling back with a smile. “Me too.”

[theplacetowrite]

Does something just hit you? Like you used to love to do something so much but then one day it hits you.. and you realize you dont like to do it anymore?

Thats what just happened today at 6am. I love playing games and being a hoe online, talking to peoples, sending pictures and stuff but I just aint feeling it no more. And it makes me kind of sad since I loved it so much.

Im pretty sure I know why I dont love it anymore too.. story so I dont forget. Online playing games with a “friend” for a few hours, things are fun but we lost quite abit. So we just chill with our group and play another game mode, but when all the peeps leave, he stays and hes easy like super easy. Not the most attractive but still cute plus hes funny. He is very confident in himself. He pushes me to video call and I tell him I am not feeling attractive, but I accept the call anyway. He tries to be like “ do it for daddy” like nah. It just wasnt fun anymore. It was annoying actually. Like bruh I dont feel pretty, im not in the mood. So we stop, I wanted to see him cum. But we stop since I didnt do much and said I wasnt into it. But now I feel shitty.. I used to love being a hoe for strangers.. but I couldnt. My phone is shit and could barely see his dick out especially since I had to angle my phone which doesnt have a mic so I had to wear my stupid headset. It was a bad time. I only showed boobs but it was so hard to angle since arm.. if only he understood what I had to deal with but hes the type of guy that only care about his dick and I know that. But now i feel insecure since I wanted that guy but he has other girls. Literally everytime we play theres always another girl and thats whats on my mind like I feel insecure with him. I will never be secure with him since hes a fuck boy and as much as I hate to say it, i want a boyfriend... or a guy thats boyfriend material or whatever. I want a person thats mine. And I have one. And I do love him but hes not giving me the attention like I used to have. I want attention. But I want it from that guy. And because I only want that guys attention, trying to hoe with another guy doesnt bring me joy anymore. So what the fuck am I supposed to do... that guy is busy with his baby or his “bestfriend” thats a girl.. which is fine... i have to be the bigger person and say its fine. I wish HE would give me more attention. Just one phone call.. i wouldnt mind looking ugly infront of him.. i want him so much. But hes busy with life. And its fine but its not.. idk what to do.. its good to write it down but I want to talk to someone about it. I have 1 true friend but shes “inlove” with her man so shes rarely here for me.. what am I supposed to do. Might as well fall asleep and just forget about tonight.