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#han jisung drabbles
cinhomi · 8 months
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𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑
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𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: best friend Han Jisung x fem reader
𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: there's a thunderstorm outside and you don't have an umbrella. luck wants that you're near you best friend's apartment complex and you decide to wait for the rain to stop and your clothes to dry while watching a movie with him... but things escalate after the tension between you two finally snaps.
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff, smut, friends to lovers
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: play-fighting, swearing, soft dom Jisung, oral (f receiving), fingering, penetrative sex, no protection (boo-hoo), multiple orgasms, creampie, messy making out, hint of slight choking, dry humping, tiny bit of possessiveness, praise, dirty talk, slight manhandling, overstimulation, spitting.
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 4.8K
I don't know if anyone can tell but I'm actually in love with this man
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The sound of the doorbell ringing resonated in your ears, feeling already relaxed by the familiar pattern of the short melody. The veins of the wooden door too, you knew them by heart, and istantly felt less tense by looking at them: you were soaked from head to toe and were feeling kind of dumb standing by his apartment in your state, cold and shaking, but you knew you'd be welcomed and he would take care of you no matter what. You heard hurrying footsteps approaching the entrance and in a second the shining smile of your best friend appeared in front of you, just to drop one second after.
"Oh my god baby, are you okay?"
Baby, he always called you that but every single time your belly tingled as if it was the first. Was it necessary? Not really, but you didn't want to stop him from saying that. It was so sweet and intimate and you enjoyed it when your cheeks would start to feel warm because of the petname (a bit too much maybe).
He gently wrapped his hand around your arm and pulled you inside his apartment, leaving you at the entrance for a second, running away just to come back with a towel.
"Were you outside? Didn't you bring an umbrella? Aaah you're so dumb sometimes..." he didn't even wait for your reply, he just threw the cloth over your head and started rubbing it gently to dry your hair just a little bit.
"I was doing some errands around here and I decided to walk instead of taking the bus, but it suddenly started raining like, heavily, and I wasn't able to search for a place to run into... so I just accepted my destiny and took a stroll until I came here" you sighed, dramatically taking a hand to your forehead and closing your eyes, not really able to hide the growing smile on your face when you heard him chukle and gently caress your face to take away the remaining droplets of water. He lowered down until his eyes met yours, then he tilted his head to the side as his gaze softened.
"You dummy... hope you didn't catch a cold or I'll be the one that will have to take care of you y'know!?" he started to take off your jacket, his hands lingering on your arms with his soft touch, then putting aside your shoes before placing the same towel on the floor for you to step on it. "Now, go take a shower and I'll search for something to give you while I wash your stuff, okay baby?"
At your nod he went ahead and with his finger he gestured you to follow him through your giggles, while the warmth in your belly started spreading even more hot than before. He made you feel so loved and special, always a priority, and you cherished little moments like these, it filled your heart with joy being in his presence... and for him it was the same, you both knew.
"Leave your clothes outside the door angel, I'll pick them up later" he said, before giving you a kiss on your forehead and handing you what he chose for you to wear.
"I'll wait in my bedroom with a movie ready to watch~" a wink and he turned around, his shoulders seeming a little more broad and muscular... did he start to go to the gym again? The terrible heating of your face crept under your skin again by the thought of him doing his excercise routine. You saw him once when you tried to do it together, all sweaty and panting and eyes half closed, that time you nearly planted your face on the cute light blue-flowery-patterned mat he gifted you with lewd thoughts racing in your head during your thirty seconds plank.
The question accompanied you in the shower anyway, where you couldn't really think about anything else but how much love you felt for him and how you were desperate for him to know already.
All your friends encouraged you to get together but you never understood if Jisung's reaction was positive or negative whenever they teased you two.
And you knew you've always loved him, you became his friend just to get close to him after all, but things escalated and you were never really able to escape the situation and just confess, so you kind of went along with it until you decided not to risk ruining everything.
Because you had something really special going on, connected on a deep level. It was like you two had your own little world, where you were comfortable and safe in each other's presence.
Your thoughts went by as you finished showering, finally putting on his clothes, heart reacing when you saw your reflection on the big mirror in his bathroom. Hair still wet falling flat on your head you quetly stepped into his room in the dim light, the screen of his laptop flashing his face with different colors as he was still searching for the right movie to watch.
Jisung saw you with the corner of his eye, so he lifted his gaze not really expecting the sight that was waiting for him.
If only you knew how excited he was while searching in his wardrobe for some of his clothes for you. It wasn't the first time, no, but it always made him feel giddy and soft.
This time though, he couldn't predict that familiar and quite scandalous sensation in his lower abdomen to appear.
Jisung hated himself in these situations. You were there, looking perfect, innocent, angelic, and he was only looking at the quite accentuated tug of your nipples through your favorite shirt of his; how your sexy curves were hidden by the oversized article of clothing leaving his immagination wilding, how his damn boxers weren't even visible on you so your legs appeared naked in front of him, his brain much more quicker than his sense of shame and imagining how would it be if you weren't wearing anything at all under there.
He was already about to explode when he picked up your cute panties and bra to wash. His favorite color, little lace details decorating them, so simple yet so tempting he had to palm himself to find some relief. But now...
"Sungie you okay?" suddenly you were beside him, kneeling on the bed and scooting closer to him, the cutted collar of the shirt hanging low due to the lazy movements you were making, exposing your collarbones. Jisung had to swallow and blink twice before processing everything that was happening.
"Oh, yeah, totally fine y/n. Come here..."
He lifted his toned arm and delicately took you closer, and without putting too much thought into it, you placed one leg over his lap, snuggling onto his chest that was heavily lifting and dropping all of a sudden.
"You look amazing with my clothes, you know that? So swag" he smiled, trying to concentrate elsewhere that wasn't the ache he felt whenever he accidentally let his fantasies about you take control of his thoughs. But how could he refrain himself when he got to see you get flustered like crazy? It was so satisfying, but frustrating at the same time because he didn't know if he would ever be able to go further with you, like he always wanted. He hated being your friend, because since day one he wanted to be a partner to you, and he lost his chance many times in the past so he also lost hope for something romantically serious between you two.
"Ji, nobody says 'swag' anymore... gosh you're so old" you rolled your eyes in fake annoyance, and he gasped, disdain showing on his face as his free hand took place on his chest, near his heart.
"I'm offended. Make it up to me now, immediately in this right moment or I'll make you regret it"
A challenging gaze was now plastered on his stupidly beautiful face, all the extra acting dissipating from him. Who were you to back up? But truth was that you absolutely couldn't say "no" to him nor fight him too much: it was just a matter of time before he would have you under his control, always, so you just didn't see a point in denying that anymore.
"What do you want?" your tone was firm, unamused as you straightened your back and faced him properly.
"You have to let me kiss your ugly face whenever I want for the rest of the night"
You squeezed your eyes shut just to open them again and see him with a serious expression.
"It's only fair" he adjusted an immaginary pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose and puckered his lips while his brows raised, gaining a light slap on his chest from you while you started laughing.
You loved this about him, how he could make you smile and feel good effortlessly.
"Alright... everything for you Jisung"
Your voice was soft now, and despite the fun atmosphere your words were very serious. Jisung didn't stop looking into your eyes, not even for a second while your lips moved and pronounced his name that way. Only you did this to him. He couldn't help but imagine how you would sound if he made you feel good, use his tongue on you, his fingers and more...
You on your part were now feeling the weight of his arm wrapped around you and his hand hanging loosely over your shoulder, his fingers brushing the skin of your neck, goosebumps raising from your back.
Jisung finally detached from your stare and returned his attention to the screen positioned in front of him. "I thought this movie would be alright. I'm not sure about it but while I was looking for other things it kept popping up so I guess it's a sign. You okay with this?"
He was always so considerate of your opinion, on everything, and that made you feel heard and validated. So sweet, so rare of someone to be so fond of what you think.
"Mhmh" you nodded, leaning your head on his chest as he pressed 'play'.
The movie wasn't that interesting, not that one of you cared though. You and Jisung were teasing and annoying each other while the dialogues and the music (lowered few minutes before) served just as a background noise. Much louder was the sound of the rain and the thunders outside, and you smiled remembering yourself few hours before, all alone walking in the rain.
But now you were in the arms of a person you adored, all cozy and comfy with your heart fluttering nonstop while he stroked your bare thighs, scratching them lightly with his colored nails. It was you that painted them, chose the nail polish, did the design... it was during one of your nights together the week prior.
You came back to reality when Jisung started leaving few pecks on your right cheek, that trailed down your jaw making his lips snap loudly, almost abnoxiously against your skin.
"What are you... doing?"
You tried to shove his head off of you but he didn't even want to consider stopping.
"I thought we had an agreement? Are you that type of person that doesn't respect agreements? Nah that's not possible, you're a good girl... am just cuddling after all, hm?" he purred with his lower voice, a hint of a sly smirk appearing on his lips, you could feel it when he brushed them over your sensitive spot again and again. You knew he was in a playful mood, it happened quite often, but you were fearing for your little whimpers to slip and accidentally be heard.
"Ji... Ji it tickles stop..."
His hands moved and he was now menacing to place them on your sides. You thought he finally ceased with his intententions, but when you let your guard down Jisung started to move his slender fingers all together and felt your muscles tighten beneath his hold. Oh, oh it was sexy.
With a bit more force he moved your leg with his, flipping you on your back so he was on top of you free to access whatever part of your body he felt like would be a vulnerable spot.
The pc was long forgotten on the edge of the bed about to fall, but the only important thing in that moment was the battle for your survival.
Laughter filled the room while you tried to kick him with your feet, to grab a pillow and throw it on his face, to plea him to give you a chance to fight back.
He was enjoying himself, a lot. Your contorted expression made his chest tighten, as well as his sweatpants even if he felt like a total pervert.
"Sungie ple-please s-top! Can't-" you didn't even have enough strenght to form a full sentence, the feeling of his touch all over you being too intense and exciting. Were you being inappropriate? Probably. But you really loved having him all over you.
"Have- have mercy!"
Jisung's hands stopped their movements and rested on your sides, with his fingers caressing your skin, the same fingers that slipped under your shirt the moment the situation became chaotic.
Your legs were caging his middle, bringing his hips closer to yours. You both weren't sure about how you ended up in such position but you weren't complaining either. His cheeks tinted with a shade of dark red at the realization of the hardest erection he's ever had brushing your groin. It was impossible you weren't feeling it, and, after a few seconds, as he expected, your eyes widened and looked directly at him with the istictive action of your teeth catching your lower lip.
"I'm... I'm sorry y/n you know sometimes it's random andー" the fake excuses he wanted to give died in his throat when you moved against him. It was delicate but the faint friction of your barely clothed cunt against his bulge made his breath hitch.
"Baby please don't... I'll just get off and we'll keep watching the movie" but you moved again, this time firmer, a bit more confident; the wet spot on his boxers that you were wearing was by now too evident to hide. He too, was starting to leak from the tip, staining his grey sweatpants.
Jisung abruptdly got off of you, chest struggling to follow his breath.
"What are you doing, baby?" his voice was now trembling, eyes scanning your whole body searching for any sign of discomfort.
"Sungie... Sungie please forgive me I don't know whyー"
"Do you want to keep going?" it was him that interrupted you this time. Not a word was dared to be spoken for a few seconds, only leading sound the one coming from the movie, that seemed so distant in your ears. Fear, terror went through his whole body when he realized what he actually said, all blood gone somewhere else that wasn't his brain.
"I do" you nodded, doe eyes looking up at him, that was coming back closer to you.
Jisung stared at you for what seemed like an eternity, all while slowly closing the distance between your bodies.
"Are you sure? I mean you want to... me and you?" almost whispering, he looked at you so intensely you could've fainted.
You nodded, slowly, unsure where to look since his gorgeous, handsome face was mere centimeters away.
"Can I kiss you?"
So close you didn't even register him moving and colliding his lips with yours after your whispered "yes".
Immediately what were a few pecks became open wide kisses, that let your tongues explore. Jisung lifted your shirt enough to expose your breasts, hands flying to feel them, squeeze, roll your nipples between his fingers; you gasped at his sudden decision, letting him kiss you deeply, starting to suck your tongue. It was becoming so messy and sloppy, but it wasn't enough dirty to him.
"Open your mouth, open" one hand grabbing your face, thumb parting your lips and resting on top of your tongue. You saw him purse his lips a few times, just to harshly spit in your mouth soon after.
"Swallow it angel" he said, softly, and so you did, before starting to suck on his finger eagerly, making him groan and deliver an harsher thrust up your groin. Jisung resumed the kissing, still spitting every now and then, making a mess all around your lips that he was biting from time to time.
You too were grinding on him, using his hard on to relieve the suffucating feeling in your core, roughly pressing yourself against him, making him stay attached to you by closing your fists around the fabric of his shirt. Soon he removed it, too hot and sweaty to be comfortable in such situation, the only way to keep him closer being scratching his back while trying to grab his muscles.
When he pushed you away from him down on the matress confusion took place in your face, but before you could question him Jisung was already flat on top of the covers, head between your thighs, delicately removing those useless boxers by sliding them down your legs. Seductive was the right word to describe his behaviour: seductive in the way he caressed every inch of your skin with his fingers, seductive how he discarded the piece of fabric on the floor carelessly, seductively staring at you, always, every second of it. And Jisung sighed, he felt relieved when he finally saw your cunt, so pretty and glistening for him. You almost blushed at his reaction, at his whispered curses and praises.
He was teasing you, and he was teasing himself too since all he wanted in that moment was to take you. You were wet enaugh, he could've stretched you with his cock, but he waited too long for it to be just that, just sex.
"Jisung..." your voice angelic to his ears, he closed his eyes for a moment to concentrate and engrave it in his mind forever. It wasn't like the many other times you said his name, this one was special, so special he was almost afraid to forget it.
"Say it again baby. Say my name again..."
"Jisung, Jisung, Jisung..." your faint smile with your half lidded eyes made his cheeks flush. You were truly the most beautiful thing in his life.
Your hand reached the top of his head, going lower to rest on his cheek, stroking it, just to receive a kiss on your palm.
"We're still in time if you want to stop"
"You spat in my mouth and you're practically breathing against my pussy, Sungie, I don't think I want to go back" you chuckled, making him follow you. Even in a moment like that, you two managed to laugh. And it was so special, to see his genuine smile like that, that reflected in his eyes as well.
Without further doubt, he took his nose to brush your inner thigh, leaving a trail of kisses that led him to leave a testing lick on your sex, tongue flat touching everything at the same time. The hand that was back on his hair grabbed a few strands, making him hiss from the pleasurable pain. His arms locked your legs up his shoulders, dragging you closer until no space was left between you two.
"Taste so good baby, so sweet" you hear him mumble down there, starting to drag his tongue along your folds, parting them, finding your clit and kissing it gently. You started to squeeze his head, timidly grinding against his tongue but failing because of the restrained limbs.
Jisung started lapping your juices as if it was the only thing able to keep him alive, all while humping his bed desperately. It felt so good, he didn't even care if he was struggling to breathe, but it was becoming harder to move so he parted your legs further pressing them down. Jisung lifted his gaze, detaching from your cunt only to give you an order, after literally drooling over it.
"Don't move angel. Be good and stay still"
He made you so flustered, he made you chew your lower lip from embarassment, he made you cover your face, always, but in that precise moment it was as if every word of his set you on fire. And with that, he returned to his ministrations, two fingers magically appearing to play with your hole, prodding at it, teasingly making an in-and-out motion just with the very tip. A torture, he was torturing you. You already felt so close.
"Sungie please..."
Jisung smirked without ever leaving your pussy; he started to flick your clit from every direction, circling it, sucking like he would've done with a lollipop, while he started to insert his fingers properly. They went in easily, curling them aroud to find your sweet spot. He had to restrain himself from moving or he would've come, imagining how your insides would feel around his cock in a few moments.
Once found (he could understand that from the pornographic moan you let out), Jisung kept hitting on that delicious place pumping his digits without stopping even after your desperate pleading to slow down. Slow down for what? He was loving every second of it, the wet sounds echoing in the room covering the ones of the voices behind the screen of the movie still playing.
He was making you feel like you had never felt before, all of your senses conducing to him and whatever he was doing to you. You suddenly started to see stars, throwing your head back, whines and moans constricting your lungs.
"Let go baby, make a mess, cum f'me" voice muffled and low as your legs came back around his head, making him whine. Jisung loved the way you were reacting, moving and writhing everywhere, feeling so proud in the way he was pleasuring you by slurpling everything you gave him.
"Oh shit, Sungieー fuck Jisung!" a particular snap of his fingers, that hard suck, his moans vibrating inside of you, his eyes fixated on yours... you couldn't take it anymore, letting go of all the tension and letting your body fall even if you didn't know you were lifting yourself high up, tugging his hair impossibly tight. You clenched hard around his fingers forcing him to let them stay still pressing firmly, increasing the pleasure.
Jisung stayed there for a moment licking you clean to not waste a drop of your cum, almost sending you into overstimulation making your clit sting; he kissed it again one last time before freeing himself from your hold, quickly checking if he came too without noticing due to the heated moment. It was possible, since he was feeling as good as you.
And you still wanted more. You had one of the hardest orgasms of your entire life and you wanted him again.
"Want you inside..." you managed to blurt out, your hands trying to reach his figure.
"Yeah baby? Want me? Wait a second, I'll go grab aー"
"No... no need, 's okay" you pouted at the idea of having him far away from you even for a second, not wanting to let him go. Jisung though, felt his still restrained cock spurt a little at your words, cold sweat running down his back.
"Come inside Ji, want your cum!" you added, voicing the fantasies you happened to touch yourself to before all that.
His stare, intense and penetrating was making you tear up from anticipation. It was as if you awakened something in him, pupils darkening while lowering his pants and underwear all together. When they reached down enough his dick beautifully slapped against his groin, tip red and abused by the restricting fabric.
Jisung smirked to himself and got embarassed at the same time, taking silent notes on how your jaw faintly dropped, your eyes got wider... on how you didn't stop looking at his length even when he was directly in front of you, softly stroking it near your pussy. He too, couldn't stop looking at your body, shirt still crumpled up under your chin that he carefully provided to free you from. So cute under him, vulnerable and helpless, he wanted to protect you from every bad thing in the world.
He aligned himself to your entrance teasingly even if you were still sensitive, getting on top and propping himself up to not crush you.
Jisung kissed your forehead, making you smile widely. He then kissed your nose, both your cheeks, and lastly your lips, slowly, savoring every second of that sparkling sensation only you two could make.
"Mine. You're gonna be mine" he whispered against your kiss, starting to move forward.
Just the tip was larger than his two fingers, the new stretch making you whine and search for his eyes. Brows furrowed in concentration, he noticed your request of ressurance and patted your head, combing your hair.
"You're doing amazing baby," he got a bit further, continuing to kiss your face: "I know you can take it all, you're my good girl"
He quickly bottomed out as you gasped, the trimmed hair on his pube sticking to you. You couldn't stop whining while touching him all over, tracing your hands on his chest, back, arms, not knowing where to rest them. You lastly opted for clutching them around his neck pulling him against you, still hard nipples grazing his chest making him moan.
You were his weakness, he didn't know how he could last that long. Your touch made him go crazy, it had always been that way, so he got surprised by himself. Maybe it was the thought of making you feel good for as long as possible, maybe the desire of not wanting to waste such opportunity so easily... but he was starting to surrender to pleasure. Jisung wanted you to be the star of the night, but your words, the sounds you were making for him, your walls tightening around his dick, your neediness, everything was screaming to him that in reality he wasn't a strong man, not in that sense.
He started to focus a little bit more on his pleasure, getting lost in the feeling of your velvety walls sucking him in everytime he pulled back. It didn't help that whenever he reached the limit of his length, he touched yours too, kissing your cervix gently. Jisung was making love to you in a way that made you feel wanted, appreciated, taken care of, and you could never have enough of it with that rhythm.
You both started to meet each other halfway his thrusts that were becoming progressively more fast, squelching sounds making your face become impossibly hot and his lips curve upwards. His brows were still knitted together when he silently brought one hand around your neck and the other resting on one of your tits. His thrusts got sloppier, losing their precision; you could feel your breath hitch, his hold being gentle but still tightening and releasing fast enough to let your high pitched moans out. Jisung started to snap his hips against you, his own whines and grunts accompanying yours.
You both were getting closer, desperately chasing your highs as if you never had one before.
"I'm close Ji!" you said with all the strenght you had in your body, gathering your coscience to let out that phrase.
"Gonna cum together yeah baby? Yeah? Want me to make you mine?" he asked between sharp thrusts, rolling his eyes when he could catch a glimpse of you nodding.
Few other thrusts, a feverish kiss and a mutual whispered "I love you" was enough to make your vision blank: muscles contracting for who knows how long, his cum filling you to the brim, strangled moans dying in your throat.
Jisung stayed inside of you until he was soft, not daring to move or alter in any way that sacred moment. You two shared a tender kiss before he rolled on his side, but holding you so that you could get on top of him, still connected.
The ending credits of the movie started to roll, quiet music guiding his strokes on your lower back. You slowly started to calm your panting, comfortably leaning on his pecs, listening to his steading heartbeat.
"So... are we, like, together now?"
You looked up at him without moving and sighed.
"I don't know, not sure..." your joke wasn't that effective, since you couldn't hide the shy smile forming on your lips.
"Not sure she says, while being full of my cum"
"Jisung!!" a slap was landed on his bicep in opposition to his laughter, that you too were holding in.
"I love you baby"
"I love you too, baby"
The storm outside stopped, leaving you two in a comforting silence, in which you celebrated and accepted your blosoming love.
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soobnny · 8 months
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ten things han jisung says when he thinks you’re asleep — fluff, established relationship, little angst
chan | lee know | changbin | hyunjin | HAN | felix | seungmin | jeongin
that marks the end of this series!
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one. there's this song that's been stuck in my head for days now. it's called love me harder by the woodz. i think you'll really like it too. i think i can't stop listening to it because it reminds me of you. there's a line that goes, 'everyday in my head, i think you're the one', and i always find myself thinking about you. i really think you're the one for me, pretty girl. i'll find a time to tell you this when you're awake. i'm just nervous i'll scare you away if you found out just how much i love you.
two. i still think about the first time you ever kissed me. i don't think i'll ever forget about it. ah, you have me wrapped up around your finger, darling.
three. lee know makes fun of me because i've been watching a lot of romance anime lately. he's just jealous because i have someone as lovely as you to think about when we watch them together.
four. thank you for being exactly the way that you are and for giving me a love i've needed my whole life.
five. i don't think my jokes are very funny. i said the same joke i told you last night to the boys today, but they didn't laugh as hard as you did. seungmin even made fun of me. thank you for laughing at all my jokes. even when they aren't funny. seeing you smile is enough of an accomplishment for me.
six. ah, i can't believe i'm with the girl i've been in love with for forever in college. someone pinch me, actually let me pinch myse—ouch. okay, this is real. this is real. oh my god, this is real, and i'm in love with you and you're in love with me. i love you. i'm completely, endlessly, madly in love with you. i can't believe you're actually here and sleeping next to me. i'm not dreaming this up, not in the way i did before. this is real. wow.
seven. you know, there were so many times i thought of giving up. but, you believing in me was enough reason why i didn't stop even when i lost hope sometimes. thank you for believing in me. you make me strong.
eight. it's getting bad again. i'm scared you'll eventually see me the way that i see myself, and you'll end up leaving.
nine. you're my person, did you know? in that show you keep talking about. what was it, grey's anatomy? i can be your meredith, or the other one. i don't really know how this works because i haven't seen a single episode. i just listen to you when you rant about it. but you're my person. my favorite person, in fact.
ten. you make me feel so human.
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luvyeni · 7 months
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imagining skz jisung x 9th!member reader, teasing him at the airport and being all bratty , and then at the hotel he fucks the brattiness out of you?
han jisung x 9th member!reader ... minors do not interact
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you’re only acting like this because you know jisung can’t do anything because of the camera’s – dragging your bag , rolling your eyes when jisung tells you pick it up , throwing it over your shoulder almost hitting him , his mask covering his clenching jaw.
“sit down and be calm.” he tells you , you pout crossing your arms , he sits down next to you , scrolling through his phone. you decide to not listen , resting your hand on his thigh , inching up. he turns to you , eyes dark. he leaned over , his once again his mask saving him. “are you seriously gonna be a fucking brat right now?” you smile and he scoffs. “alright wait until we get to the hotel.”
he thinks about it the entire time on the plane , you were sitting in the back – but that still didn’t stop you , sending him dirty messages , you even go as far as to send him a few nudes , his cock straining against his pants , and that pissed him off even more , he couldn’t wait to get to the hotel.
and he didn’t wait , as soon as you get to the hotel , he doesn’t even go to his room , following straight behind you , slamming you up against the door. “i swear to god , if you don’t open this fucking door.” you smirked , opening the door , only for him to push you in the room.
he waste no time , ripping your clothes off , pushing you to bed face down ass up. “stupid slut , your pussy’s all wet , you get off on pissing me off.” he slams into you , roughly fucking you open. “acting like whore in front of all those fucking cameras.” he yanks your hair.
“j-jisung too much.” you screamed , the whole floor probably aware of what you were doing. “i don’t care , you were bold enough in front of the cameras.” he grunted. “now fucking take it!”
his thrust are ruthless , shoving your head into the pillows. “fu-fuck i’m gonna cum.” he groaned , your orgasm also approaching. he suddenly pulls out , you whine. “w-what?” he laughs , you hear the sounds of him jerking. “did you really think you were gonna cum?” you were about to cry. “pl-please.”
he ignores you , moaning as he squeezed his cock , his cum shooting out on your back and ass. he sighs , slapping your ass.
“next time don’t be such a slut.”
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©LUVYENI
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jeongin-lvr · 16 days
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ᵎ 🍶 ⊹ relaxed, h.jisung
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꒰ 🗯️ ꒱ 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗇𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗍,𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗅 (𝗆), 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾,𝗌𝗎𝖻!𝗃𝗂𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗍,𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝗒𝗇𝖺𝗆𝗂𝖼𝗌,𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍,𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗆𝗌,𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗆𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.
[ 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 ] 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂’𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗅𝗅𝗅𝗅𝗒𝗒𝗒𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝗂𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗀 & 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗁 :3
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JISUNG flew his head back against the back of the couch, his thick brown hair falling around his head messily, sweat spilling from his skin and down his neck messily. His hands were on your head, moaning without much care for who could hear through the thin walls of his apartment. Every little noise he made only fueled you to finish him off for what felt like the hundredth time; holding his thighs with an iron grin and piercing nails, eyes watching as his adam's apple bobbed up and down over and over again.
He was desperate to breathe, but breathing was overrated when your tight throat felt this good around his hard cock, yeah?
You swallowed his cock like a champ, jaw so sore from what felt like hours of milking him for all he's got. Jisung was shooting blanks into your mouth at this point, so sensitive as your tongue ran up and down his thick dick each time you moved your head. There were lewd wet sounds emitting from your mouth as pools of drool dropped down onto your crouched knees.
"Baby— oh, f-fuck!" Jisung's voice rang melodious and sweet, yet deep and raspy. He was tired, so so tired. But somehow he couldn't pry you away, sickeningly, he loved this feeling.
Jisung couldn’t even manage to say your name, convinced that if he did he’d burst right then and there. His hands were clutching his sides, desperately gripping at the couch cushions like they’d somehow sooth the delicious pleasure you gave him. He’d been complaining all week about being stressed… missing you but not having time to fully immerse himself into you, if you get what he’s saying. It was a long week before he finally got to be home with you, and you thought what better than to give him a reward for working so hard?
Multiple rewards that left him gasping for air and tearing up, red nose and heaving chest.
You decided to give your jaw a break, popping his dick out of your mouth and grabbing it in your hand, smiling mischievously up at him as he watched. Jisung was enamored, the new feeling of your tight and controlled hand making his brain extra fuzzy, the spit left over from your lips continuing to make those nasty sounds.
"I love your cock so much, 'Ji," You praised as you jerked your hand loosely up and down, shirt dipping down enough for your tits to spill out, giving him a show. Jisung moaned, his voice raising a pitch each time you pinched at his tip, "Gotta give me another one, please? Let me taste your sweet cum again? Just one more time, c'mon..."
Jisung knew he wouldn't last long with your taunting words and his overstimulated mind; lips parting to speak yet all that came out was choked whimpers before his lips were between his teeth, biting hard enough for blood to break.
"Fuck— yesss, g'na cum— a-again!" Jisung gripped your head as you entrapped his tip between your lips again, dragging your moist tongue along his slit, taunting him— daring him, even, to cum in your mouth, "Yes, baby— holy shit, just like that!"
You worked the rest of his length with your hand, feeling him twitch in your hands, cock releasing thick ropes of delicious cum, coating your tongue and seeping down your throat like a waterfall. The moans your pretty boyfriend let out were heavenly; his voice getting caught in his tense throat and coming out as a choked mess of sobs. His hands tightened on your scalp, gripping your hair and probably leaving fingerprint marks on your skin. Your eyes burned and your cheeks were full of his seed, surprised to see he'd mustered up enough to fill you up.
Jisung let out a pent up sigh as you swallowed all of him, giving his cockhead one last kitten lick of approval. Your face was red, cheeks flushed and eyes glossy as you climbed up on him; he was much more out of it, however, big hands reaching for you and fisted the fabric of your shirt, holding you like a big teddy bear.
You hummed, tucking the cute strands of stray hairs out of his vision, sweat glowed from his skin and clung to his locks.
"Good job, 'Ji," You congratulated, pecking his patted lips, earning a low groan and soft smile from him, "You always do so well for me."
Jisung tugged you closer, clinging to you as he wrapped his big arms around you, inhaling deeply, "How could I not when your mouth is taking me so well?" He teased back, earning a surprised gasp from you before you banged a soft hand on his chest, pretending to pull away.
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Just Friends II | Han Jisung
Synopsis: The party may be over but for you and Jisung the fun isn't. In the dark confines of his room the real party starts.
Pairings: au Han Jisung x Female Reader
Content Warning: Heavy smut, Oral (F Receiving), Unprotected Sex, Fluff Ending.
Author's Note: This is a continuation of Just Friends. A part two was asked for so here it is. I hope this does part one justice. I tried lol. Please read part one before continuing so that you get more context.
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The house is dark and quiet when you and Jisung stumble through the front door. Not just because of the party still coursing through your body but more so because you can't keep your hands to yourself now that you've gotten a taste of him. He seems to be just as desperate for your mouth as you are for his.
His hands, fuck. His strong hands are everywhere. Gripping your ass, sliding up and under your shirt to get rid of the damned thing that keeps him from seeing your body. The only time he pulls away from your lips is to lift your shirt over your head. Once the two of you are in his room he tosses it somewhere, where it landed, you couldn't care. You pull his face back down to yours, kissing him like you'd die if you didn't. He moans on your lips when your needy hands find their way into his hair and pulls on the soft strands. All the while his fingers make quick work at popping the clasps on your red lace bra and freeing your heavy breasts. When Jisung pulls away from you it's a miracle that you even let him.
“I wanna see you, y/n. I wanna see all of you. I need to.” He tells you. His voice is soft but there's a hint of something more to it. Something so dominating that you have to force yourself to not throw yourself on him.
Stepping back at arms length from you he admires your breast and he practically drools over how big they are. Bigger than he could've imagined seeing them free from their confines. God the amount of times he pumped himself into his fist at night in this very room to the thought of leaving hickies all over your tits.
“Damn I'd let you suffocate me with those babies.” He says and you let out a surprised laugh.
Yup he's still your goofy best friend. Still you're relieved at how nothing has changed between the pair of you. That was your main worry about acting on your feelings. All your worries now however are out the window. Right now you wished he'd just fucking touch you again. You're dying to see what he tastes like, dying to see if you can make him come undone with just your tongue. That would have to wait as Jisung seems to have other things on his mind.
Without warning, he’s leading you backwards until the edge of the bed is at the back of your knees and with a cocky smirk he pushes you backwards onto your ass. You let out a soft oof and he hovers over you chuckling. The way your tits jiggle is a beautiful sight to him and he can't wait to watch them bounce while you ride him into the mattress.
As if you can read his mind, you lick your lips and with your index finger you beckon him but he isn't about to let you have control, not just yet. He's a hungry man going through the midnight munchies and he's got his mind set on something sweet. The only thing that will satisfy his craving is the sweet nectar of your cunt. Jisung gets down between your legs and rips your jeans down off, flinging them into the darkness of his room.
The only light comes from the glow of the full moon through the crack of his black curtains. He unwraps you like a greedy kid unwrapping his first candy bar after a night of trick or treating. You're naked in his bed now and he's looking up at you with such an intense stare. Wide brown boba eyes look at you, his face getting closer and closer to your sore and sensitive sex, thanks to the pounding he gave you fifteen minutes ago. When he's within an inch of your pussy he can still see remnants of his cum inside of you but it doesn't stop him.
“Let me taste you y/n. God I just wanna drink you, devour this pussy until your legs are shaking and you're screaming my name.”
He doesn't wait for your response. Whatever he's seen on your face is all the answer he needs. His tongue is lapping you up and he's teasing you with his thumb in a soft circular motion. The movement reminds you of the days that you and he would be stuck in here playing video games. You'd almost always lose or die, getting so distracted by his hands. The veins and the way he'd flick his thumb over the joystick almost exactly like he's doing to your clit right now.
He's so good at it too that after a minute your head is dropping back onto the mattress and your lids go heavy. Jisungs arms wraps around your thighs lifting them up to rest on his shoulders as he fucks you with his tongue. Pushing it in and out of you, licking you and down like ice cream on a cone. He tears himself away from your heat but his thumb keeps the same rhythm alternating between pressure and no pressure.
“Mmm baby, this pussy tastes so good. Y/n I want you to cum on my tongue. Can you do that for me beautiful?”
“F- fuck Ji. If you keep doing what you're doing, then I'm going to cum right now.” You moan arching your back.
You hear him chuckle and his face disappears once again, diving his tongue past your folds and consumes you. He doesn't stop, not even as your legs are shaking around him and the growls leaving him vibrates through you, only to bring you to your climax sooner rather than later. Your moans get caught in your throat leaving you a panting and crying mess on his bed. As much as he wanted you to ride him, he knows there'll be other opportunities, right now his cock is aching for you. Besides he can watch your tits bounce while he fucks the shit out of you. Your cries almost made him cum right along with you right there on his bedroom floor.
Crawling up onto the bed with you and keeping your legs right where they are, he slips his cock inside you while your body is still going through the aftershocks of your orgasm.
“Ah, Jisung.” You whine and gasp underneath him, the pressure feels so intense. He feels deeper this way and you feel fuller.
He takes the hem of his shirt in between his teeth and mumbles curses in both Korean and English biting down on the material hard. Just looking at you, so dazed and so thoroughly fucked is like one of his fantasies come to life. He just wants to cum inside you over and over all night. Eventually though, you'll leave his bed and if you two fuck again after tonight, when all logical thinking returns, he won't get to feel you how soft your walls are when they squeeze his cock again. It's why he's trying so damn hard to not cum right now.
He slows down, taking your legs and wraps them around his waist. Leaning down into you he takes one of your aching hard nipples in his mouth sucking and biting down gently and slowly fucks you. Pulling all the way out of you leaving just the tip in, he fucks you like that. Slow and never going more than an inch inside of your cunt while he edges the both of you. When he finally gives you every inch of him again, it's so sudden that you moan louder than you intended. You've tried to be quiet only so that Jisung's nosey neighbors don't over hear you two but fuck… He feels so incredible inside of you.
“Ji… oh God! I'm going to cum, babe. Faster please. Fuck me faster.” You beg.
He can't say no to you, not his sexy girl. He was dying for you to cum again so he could fill your pussy anyway. Resting one hand on the wall and the other beside your head he steadies himself and moves as fast as he can. His thrusts are frenzied, erratic, even a little crazed but he pounds the head of his cock into the sweet spot that has you seeing stars and leaving scratches all down his chest calling his name out over and over.
“Yeah that's my baby. Fuck, I love the way your pussy feels when you cum around me y/n. Ah, gonna fill you up y/n. Fuuuuck!”
His final thrust is so hard, you’re certain he bruised your cervix. It hurts so good and you can feel it when he shoots his seed inside of you. You watch his face as he shoots ropes after ropes of cum inside your throbbing cunt as it contracts around him. This beautiful pained expression on his face as he bites down on his bottom lip. His brows furrowed and his small perfect pink lips part letting his moans and huffs out. As his breathing slows you reach a hand up, brushing his dark hair away from his sweaty forehead. Opening his eyes he smiles shyly, pecking you on the lips, still buried inside of you.
He doesn't want to move, he can't, not until he has to, he wants you again and again. He wants to take his time with you. But time isn't on either side of yours tonight. His parents would be home soon and you needed to be out of there before you two get caught, quite literally with your pants down. Slow kisses however, only stirs up things and Jisung is moving again.
He takes his time like he wanted, fucking you slowly, a lazy pace almost as if he’s making love to you. Your bodies are pressed so close together but it's not enough for him. Jisung wraps you up into his arms, holding you closer, hugging you tighter, moving in and out. Pushing inside of your sloping wet cunt as far as he can. His cum, still warm inside of you, only makes things more slippery, easier to move inside of you with barely any effort.
You feel your third orgasm building up inside of you. Starting from your legs, moving up and up until you come crashing down. Your moans are lost in his kisses this time and when he cums his entire body shakes. Sex with Jisung this way, you feel pleasure all over. He sighs looking down at you and for a second he just holds your stare. Very quietly he whispers, “I love you y/n. Always have since you kicked my ass in dodgeball in middle school.”
When you giggle he groans, feeling your body shake while he's still inside you. His cock is far too sensitive to pull out just yet.
“I love you too Jisung.” You whisper, “Now pull out so we can change your sheets before your parents get home. We've made a mess.”
He chuckles doing what you asked but he doesn't let you go far. He hasn't let you go far since and now as his wife, there's no way in hell that he will ever let you go.
The End♡
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A MODERN LOVE STORY.
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this is smut, do not interact if under 18
When your tinder date who was supposed to be just a hook up becomes your boyfriend within a week.
pairing: han jisung x f!reader genre/tags: pwp, smut, fluff, jisung is such a gentleman, fingering, oral (m receiving), piv, unprotected sex (wrap before u tap), major size kink, slight daddy kink (not surprised), jisung has huge dick, jisung cums on readers face, i think that's it Imk if i missed any o_0 words: 4.5k
**old repost from my deleted blog
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Dating apps were never really your thing, you’ve always been an “old fashioned” kind of girl. You’ve secretly dreamt of meeting your lover in a grocery store or bumping into them at a library where you instantly fall in love. Unfortunately, you can’t be delusional forever, your Prince Charming isn’t going to just come knocking for you at your doorstep. Unless…you find someone who can come to your doorstep but through an app, Tinder. You decided to give it a try and see what all the hype was about after your best friend Ryujin raved about all the hot guys she was meeting— and banging.
You often found yourself quite jealous of all the good sex she was getting, she could have anything she wanted all at her fingertips. You were always horny and looking for the next toy to play with but you decided maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea to try and find a cute guy to hook up with and relieve some quick stress. You may be old fashioned but you weren’t too uptight to have a hook up once in a while.
You downloaded Tinder for once in your lifetime and wrote in all your info, chose your best photos, and made a silly little bio. Your bio was just ‘looking for a fun time, need someone who can break my back, not my heart’ you know it super lame but most guys like corny shit like that anyway. You swiped for ages and ages, barely giving anyone a right swipe because you were way too picky. They had to be top tier in the visual department even if they were just a one night stand, you’ll always have standards. You were getting tired of swiping and just about to call it a night up until you swiped on the next profile. His name was Han and he only lived 2.5 miles from you.
As you were scrolling through his profile, you couldn’t stop thinking how hot he was, his hair was blonde, and he always wore the same cross necklace in his all photos. You read his profile some more and saw that he has a dog named Bbama and you smiled at how adorable his dog was. You instantly swiped right after seeing the dog pics and you couldn’t believe you matched with him already. Your heart kind of skipped a beat for a second and you closed the app immediately. You didn’t think he’d be so quick to match with you and you wanted to message him but your pride got in the way. You figured he’s way too fine to even message you back, he probably gets floods of messages from girls asking. You decide to play it cool and not say anything, instead you took a screenshot of his profile and sent it to Ryujin.
She texts you back a couple minutes later and says she thinks he’s really hot, you’re glad she approves but you’re not surprised that she wouldn’t. You go through his profile again and see that he has his Instagram linked to his Tinder, you go to his Instagram account and continue your stalking spree. You see a bunch of pics of his dog, food, and mostly outdoorsy stuff. You didn’t figure him to be the wilderness type of guy but he was, he’s been hiking all over different mountains and has photos of him at the very top. You were in awe of how fearless this man was, you were swayed already by how he presented himself.
Your phone buzzes with a new notification.
‘Han sent you a message’ Tinder alerts you of 2 new notifications from him. You open the messages immediately, a huge grin plastered on your face as you read what he said to you.
‘Hi y/n’
‘What’s your favorite food?’
‘I’m taking notes on where I need to take you on our first date’
That was very smooth but also straightforward, you liked him already.
‘Pho, I could eat it everyday’
‘You’re already planning our date? lol’
You sent the messages and texted Ryujin straight away, telling her how much of a success this was already going. She tells you how much she was right all along and how you’ve been missing out this whole time, you just giggle at her shenanigans.
You get another notification from Tinder and it’s from your favorite new guy already.
‘Yes, how could I not? You’re a 10/10’
You smile to yourself when reading at that comment, you never really saw yourself as a perfect 10 but if someone this highly attractive sees you that way then you must be a smokeshow. Han sends you another message,
‘I can pick you up tmrw at 5? Dinner is on me babe so no need to bring a wallet ;)’
You bit your lip at that last sentence, who would’ve known someone this sexy could be your sugar daddy AND fuck buddy? Ok well maybe the sugar daddy part was just a joke. It definitely turned you on knowing that he’s willing to spend his money on you without you feeling guilt about it though.
‘See you at 5 <3’ you reply to him.
The very next day you’re in the car going to your date with Han. The moment you laid eyes on him there was a lustful nature that came out of you. You didn’t even think it could be possible but he looked even better in person, the pictures didn’t do him justice whatsoever. His jawline was insane, it was sharp and looked absolutely perfect from his side profile. His hair was a little messy but in a really cute way, he had a small silver stud in his ear and wore his cross necklace like the one in his photos. You couldn’t believe it was really him in your driveway, he had to be the most beautiful you’ve ever seen. He wore a plain black T-shirt with baggy jeans and converse, he looked effortlessly cool. He was driving with one hand on the wheel and the other was playing with his radio. He was trying to get the Aux cord to work properly but it just wasn’t cooperating with him, he decides to just leave it alone.
“So uh.. anyway is this your first Tinder date?” He asks trying to break the awkward silence.
“Yeah, actually it is,” you tell him “I’m not the hugest fan of dating apps but I decided why not give it a shot.” You say as your shrug your shoulders.
“Ah I see, well you met me so that’s a good sign so far right?” He asks with a goofy grin on his face, you couldn’t help but giggle at his quirkiness.
You talk for a bit more in the car and get to know each other, as you’re getting nearer to the destination he comes to a stop into a parking lot. He gets out of the car first and opens the door for you on your side.
“M’lady,” Han says in a funny voice, taking your hand in his as you get out the car. You’re loving his silly and fun energy so far, it’s definitely bringing your mood up as you had no expectations for how this would go.
The date ended up going extremely well, you both couldn’t stop laughing and cracking jokes together. Everything felt super lighthearted and easygoing with Han, you felt like you could say just about anything with him, feeling like you’ve known him for much longer than a couple of hours. He bought so much expensive meat for the both of you at the restaurant and the pho was fantastic. You’ve never been to this particular restaurant before as it was a bit too out of your price range, you were surprised when he told you he ate here frequently. You wanted to ask him what he does for a living but you don’t want to seem rude. You ate as much as you could and he definitely ate way more than you, lightly making fun at the way you eat. You do eat pretty slow so you aren’t shocked by the way he’s noticing that already.
You like the way Han eats because he stores food in his cheeks like a squirrel, usually that action would give you the ick but with him you find it quite endearing. Once you both finish eating at the restaurant he takes you to a pier where there’s pretty lights near the water. It was a nice day to go out on a walk so he grabbed your hand and led the way down the path. You guys talked so much for hours about any and everything, you talked for so long that you ended up watching the sunset together, then looked at the stars. When you looked down and noticed that you’ve been holding hands with him this whole time, but you didn’t want to point it out to Han incase he’d let go.
You’ve spent a total of only 5 hours with this man but you really do feel as though you’ve known him your whole life. He was so fun to talk to, handsome, and literally the sweetest person ever, it made you question how someone this perfect could even be single. You really couldn’t wait any longer for him to end up in your bed tonight and that’s exactly what you planned to happen. As the night progresses you ask him if he wants to come back to your place for the night. He looks surprised yet obliges and drives back to your apartment. It was pretty late at night and you only had your tiny lamp in the kitchen on, so you couldn’t see much of where you were going. You turn around to face Han who’s been staring you up and down this whole time.
You didn’t even have much time to take off your jacket before Han’s lips were all over yours. His hands roamed all over your body and yours were now tangled in his messy blonde hair. He startles you for a second when he picks you up and lifts you onto the marble kitchen countertop, not breaking the kiss once. He bites down on your lower lip slightly, making you gasp so he can easily slip his tongue in you. His movements were gentle and he kisses you so passionately, one of his hands comes up behind your neck and the other is stroking the apex of your thigh. As you both pull away from kissing, he stops to stare at you for the longest second.
“You are so beautiful y/n,” he says, stroking your hair and tucking some behind your ear, then he kisses your ear and licks it. He continues peppering a few more kisses downwards and to your neck, beginning to suck lightly, causing you to let out a quiet moan. He leaves a couple small hickies around your neck and kisses your lips once again. You tug at his T-shirt and motion for him to take it off, he does as he’s told and removes it from his body. You get a faint look at his chest since it’s a such little bit of light in the kitchen, from what you can see however, he looks perfect. When he comes closer, you can feel his rock solid abs, you know he works out but you weren’t expecting him to be this fit.
You go back to making out for awhile and his hands are now laid on your chest. He cups both of your boobs in his hands and kneads them through your thin shirt, he realizes this isn’t enough for him so he slides his hands underneath your shirt. He ran his fingers against your nipples and starts to pinch them lightly, making you moan directly into his mouth. He groans when you bring your hand lower to his pelvis, trying to locate his belt so you can tell him to take it off. You finally reach something you presume to be leather and you grab it, bringing his body closer to you in the process.
“You want me to take this off huh?” Han asks, pointing to his belt but all you see is his erect dick print through his jeans.
You nod your head profusely, “yes pleasee, right now!”
He grins at you while slowly taking off his belt, throwing it down on the floor and now he’s stroking his cock through his pants. You hear him groan a little bit as you can see him palming himself, wanting to take him in your mouth so bad.
“Let me give you head,” you say almost desperately, you didn’t mean for it to sound so needy but you really wanted— no needed his cock.
“Okay,” he says smiling back at you, “sounds great to me.”
You get up from the kitchen counter and now position yourself on the floor, on your knees. You never pictured yourself to be the one sucking a random guy off Tinder’s dick but hey, things just so happen to turn out that way. You unzip Han’s pants and gently pull them down, he was wearing pink supreme boxers and you expected nothing less from him. You pull down his boxers too and his erect cock springs up out of them like a slinky. Eyes growing wide in awe as you couldn’t wait for his giant, thick cock to go into your mouth. You start to stroke his length and realize that one hand won’t be enough to do the job, you have to use two to get a good firm grasp around it and even then it’s still a few inches off.
You contemplate how you’re even going to fit all of him into your mouth but you think of the consequences later. You continue pumping his cock with your hands and he moans lowly under his breath. You lick the tip of his cock and he winces a little, that must be his sensitive spot. You suck on the tip and guide your mouth to slowly take in more of his cock, keeping a suction-tight grip on him as you keep lowering your head. You get to a point where you start to physically choke and gag on his cock, your saliva was getting everywhere now, all over your chin, your chest, his cock, and some even spilled on the floor. You know you have to be a good girl and take all of him but you never had someone this big before.
“You have such a nice dick,” you blurt out while taking a break, wanting to please him more than anything.
“Thank you baby,” Han smiles down at you while you bring his cock back into your mouth, this time breathing through your nose you have a better chance at taking him all. You were successful and managed to get most of it inside your mouth, maybe just a couple centimeters off. You kept at it, sucking his cock like your life literally depended on it, shooting your head back and forth making you feel dizzy.
“Mmm yeah… that’s it baby… just like that-” Han moans out for you with his eyes closed shut and head thrown back, you’re making him feel so good right now.
“I think I’m gonna cum y/n…”
You continue what you’ve been doing for the past 15 minutes or so, sucking his cock at an even faster rate. You look up at him and give him a sultry look with your eyes, you need to feel his cum all over you.
“Please cum on my face daddy,” you tell him, you used to let your ex cum on your face all the time and you were craving for that kind of thing at the moment. You keep deepthroating him and making gagging noises in the process, wanting him to know just how hard you’re working for his cum. He lets out a long moan and keeps saying he’s about to cum, you tap his dick on your tongue so you can get a taste of his load shooting out and then… you suddenly go blind. Han’s load comes out so fast that it got everywhere, causing some of it to get into your eye. You couldn’t see for a bit and rubbed your eye, feeling a thick, sticky substance on your left cheek. Han’s cum was now painted all over your face, some even got on your shoulder and landed on the floor. You smiled at how much cum you caused to come out his dick, feeling awfully proud of yourself.
You get up from your knees and start kissing again, he brings you back to the counter you were originally sitting on and he toys with the waistband of your skirt. He pulls your skirt down and begins rubbing your pussy through your underwear, dragging his fingers along your slit and teasing you. You whimper as you buck your hips up, wanting to feel his fingers on your clit. He finally moves your panties to the side and starts rubbing his middle finger against your swollen clit.
“Damn, you’re wet as fuck…” he says, looking at your glistening, wet pussy. He circles your clit and spits on it, mixing your juices with his saliva. He then dips his finger inside your hole, you let out a moan as he starts pushing his finger in and out. The sound of his fingers going in your wet pussy sound so dirty yet so blissful. He kisses you as he keeps fingering you, spreading you open with another finger. You’re such a moaning mess and it’s all thanks to Han’s wonderful fingers. You were arching your back at the sensation you were feeling, his thumb is now rubbing your clit while two of his fingers are still inside. You wanted his cock so badly, but you were going to have to ask nicely for it.
“I need you…” you whine to Han, you don’t know why you were too shy to say what you needed the most though.
“Need what baby?” He asks with his fingers still deep inside your sopping cunt, you were aching for something bigger and it’s making you go crazy.
“Your cock… need your cock, please!” You practically beg at this point for it. Han’s smile grew wider as he saw how needy you were already acting for him.
“As you wish pretty girl,” he says, taking his fingers out and licking the juices off of them one by one. He takes his cock in his hand and rubs it along your folds, he feels how soaking wet you are and it’s already enough to make him want to burst. He doesn’t think he’s a fast cummer (is that a word?) but for you, he’d nut instantly. He slides his thick, long cock into your little pussy, making you audibly gasp in pain and pleasure.
The size of him is enough to make you want to never be able to walk again, but you think once he’s done with you he’ll be leaving you permanently bed ridden.
“Just relax baby, you can take it all trust me..” Han assures you as he continues to slide his length inside, your wetness mixed with the sounds of his dick makes for the perfect porn audio. Your legs were spreading wide open and rested on his shoulders, he was taking nice and slow strokes at first. He wants you to become more adjusted to his size, he’s finally able to get all of himself in. You look down at your stomach to see a giant bulge, his cock was so big that he practically took up half of your torso.
“Ready baby?” Han whispers in your ear, asking for the okay to start thrusting deeper into you. You nod as you were finally getting used to him, he goes a little faster and starts to build a steady pace. His cock is hitting the back of your walls nicely and you feel every inch of him inside you. The cross necklace he was still wearing dangled over you, which was pretty ironic for the sinful act you two were committing at the moment. Wrapping your arms around his neck as he moves deeper into you, stretching you out like the little whore you are. You feel yourself growing wetter with each thrust and he’s grabbing your waist tightly with both hands.
“Your pussy feels so fucking good… my god..” Han says moaning, his eyes are closed again as he keeps fucking your tight pussy. You took his cock so well, you were so proud of yourself.
“Your cock feels amazing daddy,” you whimper out to him as you continue moaning his name, feeling like you’re about to cum already. Han’s breath becomes more irregular and his strokes are getting messier, you can tell he’s reaching his climax as well.
“Let’s cum together.” Han coaxes, holding your hand while fucking into you, his cock fits all the way inside without hurting you now and all you feel is immense pleasure. You nod your head in agreement with him and focus on reaching your high. A wave of ecstasy washes over you as Han hits a certain spot in you, his dick is so big that it can reach little places you never felt before, it’s an incredible feeling. Your head swings back as you feel your orgasm approaching, you let out a few curse words and catch your breath. Han feels his release coming too and quickly pulls out, he pumps his cock for a little bit with his right hand and watches his load shoot out onto your stomach. He lets out an erotic groan as he finishes off his last bit of cum and strokes his cock a little more.
“Fuck that was the best sex I’ve ever had..” Han says while panting, grabbing your face to pull into you a breathless kiss.
“Yeah, that was definitely amazing,” you respond after pulling away, smiling at his first impressions of you.
It was now midnight and you were both exhausted, you two were too fucked out to do anything else and Han was way too tired to head home that night. You didn’t mind Han staying over at your place, to be honest, it felt pretty normal. As you both got into bed he gave you tons of forehead kisses and cradled you to sleep, his embrace felt safe and protecting. You never wanted to leave his presence and neither did he.
It was the early hours of the morning and the sun is beaming on your face through the sheer white curtains. You wake up to a familiar smell coming from your kitchen, it was the smell of eggs and pancakes cooking. You put on some clothes quickly to head to your kitchen, you see Han in nothing but his underwear cooking you breakfast. You looked at the clock and saw that it was only 7:04 am, how is he already awake at this time of the morning? You make your way on over to him and give him a chaste kiss, telling him good morning. He finishes up cooking and grabs some plates for the both of you. You couldn’t believe your eyes right now, your Tinder date that you just hooked up with last night is now cooking you breakfast. You want to feel like you’re living in a dream but the more you keep blinking the more real this situation feels.
“Ready to eat babe?” Han asks, handing you a plate full of food. You nod, still trying to process everything that’s going on but you don’t want to keep questioning it. You sit at the table with Han and eat your food. You both talk as though everything is normal, still making little jokes with each other like yesterday’s date. The food he made was pretty good and you were wondering what other hidden skills he may have been hiding. You’re now questioning what could be wrong with him since he’s so perfect, why hasn’t someone like him not been snatched up yet? As you finish eating you head back upstairs, Han follows you.
“What’re you doing?” You ask him, turning around to face him in confusion.
“Im just following where you’re going,” he admits sheepishly.
“But why?” You genuinely want to know why he’s considered still being here and isn’t fleeing after finally getting what he wanted.
“I want to stay here for a while,” he says while looking away at something else, he was a bit shy to ask if he could stay over for another day.
“For how long?” You ask, wondering if he’s serious about his infatuation with you.
“I- I don’t know, can I just stay for one more night? Please y/n?” He holds your hand, gently caressing and rubbing it.
You feel conflicted, on one hand you want someone you can feel connected to on a deeper level but the other hand is making you want to keep this relationship as no strings attached. You sigh as you see the glint in his eyes, his eyes were all it took for you to give into him.
“Okay” you say, he smiles as he hears your swift response. He presses a soft kiss against your lips and lets you lead the way back to your room.
Four days have passed and Han is still staying in your apartment with you. You decided you didn’t actually hate his company and that it was just the fear of commitment that made you reluctant. Han was different though, he brought a side out of you that no one else has. He brings you flowers, makes you laugh until your stomach hurts, listens to your problems/needs/wants/desires, shuts up when he’s supposed to, and does anything you say at the drop of a hat.
He’s the perfect guy for you and you met him on something you wouldn’t have tried if it wasn’t for your best friend. You’re still in shock by how you and Han are basically in a relationship now, I mean who stays at someone’s house for almost a week if they weren’t falling in love? You should be happy yet you’re nervous, you’re nervous about telling Ryujin, what if she thinks you’re moving too fast? You didn’t tell anyone about this “relationship” yet since you’ve never rushed into things this quickly with someone.
Han was a great person and you knew that with every fiber of your being, you just didn’t know if others would see that through just a few days of talking. You know you’re going to have to do it at some point since you’re actually thinking about getting serious with him. Han has been nothing more than amazing to you and if everyone else doesn’t see that then they’re crazy, you can’t convince everyone to like him but you start to feel as though it won’t be an issue for him. You think he’ll fit in just fine with everyone in due time ♡
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collisvng · 5 months
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My brain is braining...
No thoughts, just best friend Jisung.
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BFF!Jisung who picks you up from your dorm before class so you don't walk alone.
BFF!Jisung that likes to skate circles around you on his penny board just to annoy you until you playfully ask him to stop.
BFF!Jisung who for some reason remembers your exact starbucks order because he pays attention to things you like.
BFF!Jisung who falls off his skateboard in front of you then tries to do a trick to redeem himself.
BFF!Jisung that asks you to wear weird matching outfits with him on Halloween and gets so happy when you agree.
BFF!Jisung who shows you his music and pays close attention to your opinions because he is scared you might not like his work.
BFF!Jisung being relieved when you tell him that his lyrics are beautiful and you could listen to his songs forever and how they make you believe in love again.
BFF!Jisung feeling comfortable enough to show you a song he's been working on that isn't released.
BFF!Jisung explaining how the song is about someone he cares about deeply when you asked him what inspired him to write it.
BFF!Jisung who says, "I wrote it for you."
BFF!Jisung who suddenly isn't your BFF anymore.
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BF!Jisung saying, "I love you."
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luvsuperboard · 10 months
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this is js a little thought i’ve had stuck in mind and augh.
mdni.
why do i feel like there would be times when sex with han would be FUN. where he’d just say the most out of pocket thing and make you laugh—not ruining the moment but reminding you why are you so in love with his and silly yet caring personality. so hear me out.
for example in cock warming. in those situations where you’d casually sit on his cock, like for no reason. just for comfort and for when you feel the need of having him as close as possible “honey?” he’d say after tapping his fingers on your thigh, you responding with a hum. “remember when i had blue hair?” his sentence made you raise your head from his shoulder.
“YES? please tell me bluesung is making a comeback” you started to play with the strands of hair that had fallen on his forehead, twisting and swirling the soft hair around your fingers.
“um yea i don’t know about that, anyway. i was asking because did i tell you about the time when i put blueberry jam in my conditioner and my hair smelled like that for week-” “baby what-”
you’d playfully slap his chest in this typa situations, trying not to laugh at his comments, you didn’t admit it, but having an actual cute-fun time while being so intimate with him, drove you crazy. he’s an introvert, we all know that, but imagine how comfortable he’d be with you already, that he’d feel safe enough to just rent about his day or tell you a random fact. all this while your arms are around his neck and his lips slightly brush against your jaw as he talks.
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hanjisunglover · 2 months
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𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 - Han Jisung
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pairing: han jisung x chubby fem!reader
genre: fluff, best friends to lovers
summary: y/n always hated her body, she doesn't like her thick thighs, or the way her tummy looks, her arms, her face more round than the others. she tried so much to change in the years but every diet was nothing, jisung on the other side loves her with all of her heart.
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Jisung it's like your safe space.
You know that with him you feel safe, he's not gonna judge you if you wear a pair of shorts, he's not gonna stare at you with different eyes if you're changing in front of him, because you guys knows each other since you guys were middle school. You can tell that the way that he's looking at you that he's feeling safe and comfortable too. But..
But you still feel like someday, he's gonna wake up and change his mind, deciding to leave your side. To walk out of your life like nothing really happened and you're gonna be heartbroken after loosing your only friend and only person that you ever loved.
That what insecurity is. You feel like everything it's fine for a short time, and then your thoughts are sticking in your mind, filling your mind with things that normally you wouldn't thinking about jisung or you.
You are in front of the mirror, your shirt lightly move up to reveal your tummy, chubbier than other people. Your thighs that are thick and something that you always felt insecure in, covering them with long and baggy pants. Your hips that are more curvy than others, you just feel that everything on you it's too much. too much to handle, too much to love.
"y/n? whatcha doin?" Jisung's voice makes your shirt goes down again and your cheeks slowly get red, he caught you as you were hating every single inch of your skin. "nothin, waiting for you."
His eyebrow moves up, giving you a suspicious face that you wash off with a fake smile, you move your shirt as down as possible. "you're being weird, why?"
You shake your head, walking toward the bed as you press your lips together, squeezing your thick thighs together, just the movement makes jisung blush. He loves the feeling of your skin against his, it's just refreshing for him. He put his phone away and he sits next to you, with a light smile.
That's when you start to talk, "I just, you know that I don't like my body," jisung's hand reach your thigh, squeezing it in his fingers as he pass his thumb over and over your smooth and warm skin. Because just the touch makes him feel so alive. "yeah and literally I don't understand why."
His chuckles surprises you, his hand feels so good against your skin that you almost forgot what you were so mad about your self. "what? you cannot be serious, this is gross-"
"This, is what I love the most about you," His voice it's like honey straight out from the battle, making you blush because you never thought that Jisung could see you like that, "it's, cute.. and ugh, adorable. it's soft, I can hold so much when I hug you."
He moves his arms around your waist, making you blush harder when he gets so close to you, his head lean on your shoulder as you get so shy and blushy, "you.. are damn gorgeous, pretty girl."
"I'm not," you whispers, almost too quiet for him to actually get what you said but it's fine, cause jisung always knows what to do or say to make you feel right. He stroke your back with one hand as he lift you up like nothing, "w-woah.. hey let me go."
Your eyes are wide open as you look at him, your cheeks red as he place you on his lap, you try your best to let you not totally on his thighs, to not let him really feel how heavy you can be. His hands finish on your hips pushing you down. "Sit damn comfortably y/n, com'on it's just me."
He murmurs as he moves some hair from the way, looking in your eyes with a deep affection, your breath get sharply as you try to not say anything back; cause it's a real dead war. You're never gonna change his mind about that, he's too stubborn. "listen I, I really love you. Not because of your body - even if I love this damn curves more than you can imagine - or because your look. I love you because you are you. I love you. I love your talk. the way that you explain things to me even if I already know them, the little giggle that you make when I share music with you. Your fingers between my hair, you're sing when I play the guitar, you are the movies that you quote and the smile in your face. you're my person."
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yxngbxkkie · 2 months
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subby drunk (h.j)
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this was requested, and i really hope i've done subby jisung justice! i've never actually written a sub dynamic before, but i hope you all like this! 🩷
feedback is greatly appreciated 🥰
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“Hey, Felix,” you greet one of your friends, smiling at the blonde. You squeeze through a couple of people, so you're standing beside him.
Felix greets you with a hug, his hand gently rubbing your back. “Hey, I'm glad you could make it!” He smiles at you after pulling away.
“Me too,” you chuckle, taking a couple of sips from your drink. Your eyes look around the party, trying your best to find your boyfriend, Jisung. “Have you seen Hanji?”
“Yes! He's with Changbin out back. Just a warning,” Felix pauses, catching your wrist before you get too far, “he's had quite a few shots already.”
A laugh leaves your lips as you shake your head, not surprised. “Thanks, Felix. I'll see you later,” you tell him before making your way towards the back door.
You can hear Jisung's laugh as soon as you step outside, your heart fluttering at the sound. You lean against the railing, finding your cute boyfriend sitting beside Changbin and Chan.
You walk down the steps, heading towards the trio. When you reach them, you wrap your free arm around Jisung from behind. “Hi, handsome,” you whisper into his ear, making him jump.
Jisung flings out of his chair, almost falling over. “Baby,” he pouts after seeing it as you. “You scared me!”
You walk around the chair and place a sweet kiss on his supple cheek. “I'm sorry, jagiya,” you playfully pout.
He releases a huff of breath before smiling at you. “I forgive you, my pretty,” Jisung says and kisses your lips quickly.
Changbin and Chan groan at your affection for one another. “We'll leave you two alone for a bit,” Chan says while patting Changbin’s shoulder.
Jisung sits back in his seat, patting the spot beside him. You sit next to him, carefully setting your cup on the ground. “How did the project go?” He asks, his words slurring a bit.
“It went really well, jagiya. The professor said it was the best one he's received,” you giggle, moving some of the hair out of his eyes. “But, I'm glad I'm here with you now.”
He smiles fondly, shifting forward to rest his head on your shoulder. “I love you so much,” Jisung mutters, nuzzling his face against the sweater you're wearing.
You comb your fingers through his soft hair, giggling. “I love you more,” you lean down to kiss his forehead, lingering your lips longer than normal.
Jisung's hands glide across your stomach before gripping your hips. He discreetly tries to get you to sit on his lap, feeling needier than usual.
“What are you doing?” You chuckle when feeling his hand attempt to pull you closer.
He lifts his head, his dark boba eyes meeting yours. “Sit on my lap. I want you close,” he mumbles.
You feel yourself clench at his words, gently tucking your bottom lip between your teeth. “Is someone feeling a little subby?” You ask him, looking around to make sure you're still alone.
Jisung nods his head, fingers slipping beneath the sweater you're wearing. “I missed you today,” he whispers as you give in to what he wants.
You stroke your fingers along his cheeks, moving to straddle his lap. “Oh, jagiya, I missed you too,” you say before planting a kiss on his lips.
He whines against your lips, slipping his arms around your waist. You giggle into the kiss, allowing him to deepen it. Jisung's tongue slips past your lips and instantly fights with yours.
Moans leave both of your lips as the two of you fight for dominance. You know how Jisung can be when he's drunk. He turns into the cutest sub you've ever seen.
You bring your hand up to his face, cupping his chin before breaking the kiss. “No,” Jisung whines, attempting to chase your lips, but you stop him.
“Jagiya,” you say in a soft tone, caressing his jawline with the pad of your thumb. “This isn't the place for this.”
“But,” he tries to argue, pressing his chest into yours. “It's just us two out here.”
You giggle at how cute he sounds, placing a quick kiss on his lips. “Yeah, that's true, but I'm the only person that can see this side of you,” you tell him, tilting your head a bit.
Jisung nods his head, humming in response to your words. “Okay,” he mutters, attempting to kiss you again.
“You're so adorable,” you giggle while slowly getting off of his lap.
“Wait, wait, wait,” he practically begs, wrapping a hand around your wrist.
He tries to pull you back on his lap, but you stop him. “Come on,” you tell him, pulling him up from the chair. “When we get home, I'll let you kiss me, okay?”
“As much as I want?” He asks.
You giggle softly and nod your head. “You can kiss me as much as you want, jagiya!”
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tagging: @strawboorybunny @reddesert-healourblues @spacegirlstuff @moon0fthenight @foxinnie8 @like-a-diamondinthesky @prettymiye0n
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bangchansdirty-slut · 3 months
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Don't Worry, I'm Here For You.
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Paring: Han x 9th member! Male Reader
Genre: Fluff
Summary: Han will always be there when you have a panic attack.
More: Masterlist
A/n: I am mentioning panic attacks in this because I sometimes experience asthma attacks. Although I understand that they are not the same thing, they share some similarities.
I also just finished the first season of Jujutsu Kaisen, and it's so good. I'm currently watching the movie right now.
As the members of Stray Kids and backup dancers filed onto the stage, adrenaline pumping and anticipation swirling, Y/N couldn't help but feel a wave of unease wash over him. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves as he scanned the stage, searching for a familiar face. There it was, towards the back of the arena, a familiar pair of eyes that seemed to hold him together when everything else spun out of control. It was Han, his bandmate and closest friend in the group. But as he focused on Han, something unexpected happened. His breath hitched, his chest tightened, and a cloud of darkness began to creep in at the edges of his vision. He tried to fight it, but it was no use. Before he knew it, Y/N had ducked off stage and sprinted towards the nearest restroom.
Once inside a secluded stall, Y/N collapsed against the door, the familiar weight of a panic attack pressing down on his chest. He felt hot tears stinging at his eyes, his throat constricting as he struggled to catch his breath. Just as he was about to lose himself to the overwhelming terror, he heard a voice from outside the stall. It was Han's voice, calm and reassuring. "Hey, you okay in there?" Y/N couldn't respond; he could only manage a choked sob. A moment later, the stall door creaked open, and Han peered inside. "Y/N?" he asked, alarm etched into his features. "It's me, Han. I'm here. We'll get through this together."
As Han knelt beside him, Y/N felt a sense of relief wash over him. He wrapped his arms around his friend, burying his face in Han's shoulder as he tried to steady his breathing. "I'm sorry," he managed to choke out between sobs. "I didn't mean to ruin the performance… I just can't…" of relief wash over him. His bandmate had always been there for him, understanding the intricacies of panic attacks better than anyone else. Han passed him a small bottle of water, and Y/N took a shaky sip, his breath slowly beginning to steady. "Thanks," he managed to croak out, wiping the tears from his eyes. "I don't know what's wrong with me."
Han gave his shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "It's not your fault, Y/N. You know that. Panic attacks don't discriminate, and they're not a sign of weakness. We're all here for you, and we'll get through this together." He pulled a small, discreet inhaler from his pocket, handing it to Y/N. "Just in case you need it," he added with a gentle smile. Y/N took the inhaler, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over him.
As they sat there in the quiet of the bathroom, the sounds of the arena slowly beginning to filter back in, Han reached out and took Y/N's hand. Their fingers laced together, and for a moment, they simply sat there, lost in their own thoughts. It was a small gesture, but it spoke volumes about the bond they shared, the understanding they had for each other's struggles.
"You know," Han began softly, "I've had my own share of panic attacks on stage. It's not easy, dealing with them in front of all those people. But we've made it this far, and we'll keep going together. We'll figure out what works for you, what helps you manage them. We've got each other's backs." Y/N nodded, feeling a sense of comfort and strength emanating from his friend.
As they sat there, lost in their own thoughts, the weight of the panic attack seemed to lift ever so slightly. It was then that Y/N realized something else: he was no longer alone. He had his bandmates, his friends, and Han by his side, supporting him every step of the way. It was a realization that brought a small, hesitant smile to his lips.
"Thanks, Han," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know what I'd do without you." Han squeezed his hand in response, his own smile genuine and warm.
"We're a team, remember? And we'll always have each other's backs."
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cinhomi · 6 months
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𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Han Jisung x fem reader
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: hard dom Jisung, angry sex (oopsie), unprotected sex (boo), slapping/spanking, a bit of manhandling??
a little something to excuse myself for the long wait. wrote it on the bus on my way home, might include some of these lines on my rockstar Ji fic
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thinking about Jisung and his long wavy brown hair dripping with his sweat while he pounds into you. his necklace shining under the dim light of the lamp on the nightstand, cross pendant swinging back and forth in the air colliding with his chest, you being hypnotized by it.
his lips are parted, voice usually silvery being now low and rough as he throws his head back, hair sticking to his forehead. he's been fucking you for hours and he doesn't seem to get tired. his grip on you is bruising, you're all sticky and dirty and honestly kind of mentally gone because of the past three orgasms. thinking about how his hard, pretty cock leaks inside you and it fills, it just fills all of you and you're so in love with the feeling that when he pulls out to edge himself you can't help but whine and plea him to just put it in again and sputter incoherent praises and declarations of love.
"shut the fuck up."
thinking about Jisung sliding his sensitive red tip between your puffy cunt after all his slapping and sucking, your slick making him slip left and right while he winches at the friction. your hands are now trying to grasp his snatched waist, broad muscular shoulders too far from your desperate hold. he cups your breasts and queezes them, smooth skin overflowing between his fingers that makes his eyes roll upwards. he goes all the way in once again in only one motion taking your breath away, slight stinging sensation deep inside you where he hits you faster, faster, faster. he fucks into you like he does with his fleshlight, holding you up by your hips and maneuvring you to his liking, making you meet his thrusts.
"am I fucking cute now? huh?" he asks you between sharp thrusts, a veiny hand that was previously on his guitar now pinching your clit harshly, "wanna squish my cheeks? wanna boop my nose and tell me 'm good? fucking tell me then." his condescending tone making you flustered, heat spreading on your face and limbs trembling because of shame. you shouldn't have said those things to tease him, but you really didn't know he could be something other than adorable during sex.
thinking about how he slaps the side of your thigh before circling your sensitive bundle of nerves again, waiting for you to follow his request... or maybe his order. you clench hard around him.
"s-so good Ji, feels good!" and he smirks, but he doesn't seem satisfied yet. another spank is set a bit lower, near your asscheek.
"'m sorry! sorry for saying that! you're hot and sexy and- oh god, please!!" you start tearing up as you feel him pull out again, his balls now resting on your wet core as his lenght stands up against him. he's panting, air feeling harsh inside his lungs but oh if it's worth it. thinking about how he cages your legs between his muscular arms to not let you move as he rubs himself on you, laughing at how you start crying because of the emptiness, because you were close, because he's being mean.
"next time think twice before running that little mouth of yours baby..." he slowly positions himself again looking into your eyes, an expression you've never seen on him before, "you don't know what I can do to you in bed. got it?"
and you don't know how, but he bottoms out slamming into you, and your fourth orgasm happens along with his. explosively, walls clamping down on him as your shiny release gushes all over him, a bit on his abdomen, a bit running down both your thighs, his hot cum flowing out of you as he throws you back down on the abused matress.
"don't underestimate me ever again." he's hoarse, still a bit mad, but he leans down to kiss your lips softly and caress your cheek before leaving one last hit on your right tit, enamoured with the way it bounces lightly.
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jisungsdaydreamer · 3 months
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sweet, sweet | h.js
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there isn't enough rockstar!han jisung smut on here soo...
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warnings: porn w/ basically no plot (but make it stupidly romantic), explicit sexual content, dom!jisung, sub!reader, oral (f receiving), slight degradation, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, rough sex, overstimulation, cum eating, kinda corruption kink. 2.5k words, mdni.
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Jisung is a different person when he is performing. He’s instantly in his own element, confident, cocky, almost, always having just enough time to shoot his audience a flirty grin. On stage, he makes the spotlight look easy, and to him, it really does feel so simple in that moment.
All he has to do is imagine that you’re right up there with him, that his fingers strumming the nimble guitar strings are skimming your skin instead, that his hands so tightly holding the mic are gripping your hips instead. The lights around him fade into a mist, all of those eyes taking him in when there’s really only one pair that he truly cares about.
There you are, your body draped over the railing while you sway along to the set, your smile radiating with pride. A room full of other people, and there's only you. Jisung looks only at you, looks at the way you mouth along with every single lyric that Jisung and his bandmates sing, the way you tuck your chin into your palms, dreamily gazing at him.
In the intimate confines of the theater that he chose for his venue, he can make out just how stunning you are; the curtain bangs that he cut for you himself are plastered against your forehead in perspiration, the curves of your body shadowed under the hazy lighting. You raise your arms up with the rest of the crowd to cheer, and in doing so, the too-short skirt you’re wearing lifts up, exposing the smooth skin of your thighs, driving Jisung absolutely crazy.
You’re his sweet, sweet girl, and you don’t even know what you to do him.
The show has ended, and he’s now tugging you into an empty dressing room backstage, the door barely closing before he’s slamming you up against it and claiming you with his mouth, everywhere and anywhere. The scent of your peony body wash is stuck to his mind, the way you slowly card your fingers through his hair tattooed on his heart. The gentle kisses he places along the arch of your neck juxtapose the movement of his hands on your body, rough and demanding.
In a moment of vast self control, Jisung pulls back to rest his forehead against yours, properly looking at you for the first time tonight. You stare back up at him curiously, your bottom lip taken between your teeth in heady anticipation. Fuck, you’re cute.
Earlier today, Jisung had witnessed you get ready for the show, dolling yourself up for the opening night of the tour that he’d postponed for far too long after getting distracted by other things. You— that said distraction— had bent over the bathroom sink, trying to get ready and getting adorably disgruntled when your hair didn’t suit your taste, while an amused Jisung slumped against the shower door, just watching.
The black eyeliner you had so painstakingly rubbed on is now slightly smudged, glitter shimmering prettily on your lids; the whole effect makes your doe eyes look even bigger, making you look more innocent than Jisung knows you to be. After all, cherry gloss is now messily stained on your lips, your cheeks tinted a rosy blush, all courtesy of him. You’re his masterpiece, his work of art. You’re his.
“I miss you,” Jisung mumbles, capturing your lips with his own once again, savoring the way you so quickly fall into him, running the tips of your fingers up his back. 
You giggle into his mouth, a sound that sends shivers down his spine in the best way. “You have me.”
“But I’ll be leaving soon,” Jisung responds sadly. Tomorrow, he’ll be on a flight to another irrelevant city, somewhere you won’t be. 
“I’ll call everyday. We’ll do skincare on FaceTime. And I’ll spill all the work gossip,” you whisper theatrically, making Jisung smile like an idiot. “Besides, we still have tonight.”
The unintentional sultriness of your last few words go straight to Jisung’s cock, reminding him of the few hours that you both had left. He decides that he’ll make it count.
It’s why Jisung lets you push his blazer off of his shoulders, ridding him of another piece of pesky clothing separating the both of you. You don’t get the chance to do the same with his slacks, before he’s gripping the backs of your thighs, pulling you up into his arms to move somewhere more convenient for his plans. 
He moves fast, sparing no words to keep back all of those emotions that threaten to spill off of his tongue. You have that effect on Jisung, to unravel the parts of him that he can just never bring himself to convey. He can’t let you have that power today, not when the smallest assurance will have him rooting his feet in the ground, refusing to go without you. 
Jisung gently lays you down on the sofa, taking utmost care with what is most precious to him. He flips up your skirt with haste, pausing when he realizes that you aren’t wearing anything underneath. Your bare cunt glistens in the dimmed lights of the room, and you smirk, knowing your action has had its intended effect. Jisung aches for the strength to crawl back to where his jacket has been discarded, to pull out his phone camera and immortalize that tantalizing gloss on your folds.
“Since when did my sweet girl become such a slut?”
Even now, he can’t help the affection dripping from his tone. But it’s a question that Jisung doesn’t expect a reply to, especially when he’s suddenly launching forward and burying his head in between your supple thighs. He flattens his tongue and licks a stripe through your pussy, down from your clit to your entrance, collecting your arousal on his lips. You moan and grab onto his locks, bucking up into Jisung’s mouth.
How many details of tonight would he retain? The memories that would accompany him during lonely nights in empty hotel rooms, the thoughts that would have him inappropriately zoning out during interviews?
There’s your taste that has got him insane, a lovely tang that’s more potent than any of the pre-show shots that Jisung had downed with the band. Your divine, musky scent that Jisung wishes he could capture in a bottle, a fragrance more priceless than any coveted perfume. The answer is: all of it, everything. From the first night that he had made you his, he couldn’t ever forget a single thing about you. 
And Jisung cherishes the soft noises that you make when he kitten-licks at your cunt— but he can do better than that. He wants you to scream for him, for everyone to hear how good only he can make you feel. He clamps his fingers tight onto your legs, forcing them further apart as he dives in with full force. He wraps his lips around your clit, sucking hard, eliciting a broken cry from you.
“Jisung… please,” you whimper, clutching at his hair; Jisung has to bite back a moan at the sensation, at how much he loves it when you’re reckless with his body.
“Please what, baby?” Jisung nearly mocks you while his gaze is fixed on the way your beautiful features are twisted in utter pleasure. He skillfully hooks two fingers into you, all the while knowing what you really want. After all, what use are his hands when they aren’t grasping your hips as you ride him, his mouth when he isn’t kissing you while he fucks you? “Want my cock, don’t you? So, so desperate for it, aren’t you? Isn’t this enough for you?”
You shake your head, closing your eyes when Jisung leans forward again, placing a tender kiss on your pussy, as if to promise you that in spite of his harsh words, he could never be truly hard on you. “Need you so bad. Please, please, Jisung.”
And you might have given Jisung all of the control, but he never actually has it, not when just a few words from you can make him fold so easily, when his only purpose is to fulfill your wishes and give you all that you want. “There we go, sweetheart. Since you’ve asked so nicely.”
In truth, you could have fucking spat a command at him and he’d obey, a scenario that he’ll tuck away for when he wants to try a different dynamic with you, but he won’t let you know that right now. Instead, Jisung rises to his feet, deftly unbuckling his belt with one hand while swiftly undoing your ponytail, freeing your luscious hair from its tight hold. 
You sit up when Jisung lowers himself, reaching for his tie and pulling him to you with it. You kiss him frantically, like you’re drowning and he’s the air that’s saving you, and therein, Jisung briefly considers the possibility of you wanting him just as much as you do. 
But it’s impossible— Jisung knows that his love for you is unmatched, that not even you can rival it. Maybe he’s stubborn, maybe he’s whipped, but he’s right. He’d move heaven and Earth, steal a star from the sky and trap moonlight within his palms, all for you if you simply just asked.
Jisung groans as he sinks his cock into your heat, relishing in how tight you are around him, how you clench when he snaps forward. “God, you’re perfect. Made just for me. All for me.”
Ever his sweet, sweet girl, you intertwine your hands in Jisung’s, sucking in a sharp breath when he hits that particular spot inside of you. “You- you feel so good, Ji.”
Jisung can’t help the next words out of his mouth, the ones that have been repeated so dizzyingly often on his end. But he wants it, wants to adore you and be vulnerable with you. 
“I love you.”
He cups your cheeks and looks deep into your eyes so that you remember it, for those times in the heavily impending future that he can’t say it all the time anymore, when you’re alone, and you miss him. Because he wants you to know that you’re never really alone, not when he’s thinking of you with every breath he takes. 
He is so gone for you, so painfully in love with you. Jisung, who never thought himself capable of such a gift, loves you with everything that he is. He loves you, he loves you, he loves you. And if those three words pledging himself to you may never be enough, he’ll spend the rest of his life trying to prove it to you.
Jisung reaches his hand down, rubbing circles onto your clit and moving you even further, to that climax that probably doesn’t represent even half of the euphoria he feels when he’s around you. You gasp, delicate tears trailing down the sides of your face with how he’s taking you. “I love you too, always.”
Your response, no matter how many times he’s heard it, doesn’t fail to spark that giddy feeling in his limbs, the pure joy in his heart. Here you are, long hair spread like a halo against the back of the couch, strands soft against Jisung’s exposed skin. You look like a goddess, chest heaving up and down, plush lips parted with lust. And Jisung will gladly worship at your altar for as long as you desire him to.
Sometimes, he’ll fantasize about letting his bandmates take their turns with you, about showing you off to his closest friends and giving them an idea of the heaven he is in everytime that he touches you. Maybe he’d kiss you while Minho eats your pussy, or get himself off while Felix has his way with you. It’s what he should do for his brothers, isn’t it? Share with them what makes him the most happy?
But Jisung has always been a possessive man, and he’s reminded of how greedy he really is when you’re under him like this, looking up at him with wide eyes. No, he could never let the others have you. You’re his.
The thought sends Jisung into an electrifying sort of rage, one that has him mercilessly ramming his hips into yours. He focuses on how you suck him in, so wet, so warm, and how your eyebrows are scrunched together in ecstasy. Your sighs wash over him like cool water, your legs around his waist and caging him in, just like what you’ve done to his heart.
With one final thrust, you come undone as you both moan into each other’s mouths, raw and uninhibited. Your body spasms in Jisung’s arms while he holds you tight, tracing his palms down the sides of your arms, calming you down. Before you can blink, still dazed, Jisung is pulling out. He throws his head back and fists himself to his own orgasm, body tightening in urgence. Stripes of his release paint your pretty little cunt— you the canvas, and him, your devoted artist.
Breathing ragged from how fucked-out he is, he kneels in front of you once more, reveling in the surprised mewl you let out. Carefully, Jisung licks his own come from your pussy, cleaning you up in a way that feeds his selfish desire to have you even more. Your body reacts to the overstimulation in cute, slight jolts, legs attempting to close, but Jisung holds them open until he finishes what he’s started. 
When he’s finally had his fill, he places a soft kiss to your inner thigh, before pulling your skirt down and fixing his pants. He lies down on the sofa next to you, drawing your head onto his chest, where you might just be able to hear how fast his heart beats for you, even in the aftermath of the more exciting events of the night. Because here you are, looking unbelievably beautiful even after Jisung has so lovingly ruined you. 
In the silence that follows, you start to cry again, the sobs escaping your throat, the tears this time more meaningful this time. Jisung immediately smooths the hair off of your forehead, trying his best to wipe the tears from your flushed skin. 
“Hey, hey, hey. Baby, what’s wrong?” Jisung asks you, concerned. He hates when there’s anything other than happiness in your beautiful eyes. “I’m here, I’m right here.”
“I’m just really going to miss you,” you whisper, sniffling. “And I know I said we’d call, but WiFi on the road is really sucky…”
Jisung melts right there. His heart is heavy, yes, but not just with the sorrow of having to leave you. He’s content, happy beyond words. Never before has he felt so tied down somewhere, that need to run with stability. He’d never thought he’d live to see a day in which he’d want to stay, and especially not because of someone who brightens his life beyond any sun.
“We’ll get through it. Sucky WiFi, late nights, and all. You can’t get rid of me that easily, darling.”
You let out a watery laugh and close your eyes. “Come back to me soon, okay? I love you.”
Jisung kisses you deeply, his own tears trickling down his cheeks. He’s weak, he’s so, so weak for you. And he doesn’t mind it, not when all of the strength he’d ever need is right here in his arms. 
And I love you so much. My sweet, sweet girl.”
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im such a whore and im not even gonna lie about it like i was listening to freaky girl by rick james (you've prob heard the sample in super freaky girl by nicki minaj) and suddenly i had this fic idea of being a slut for rockstar bf!han like lemme give one situation
like you know you pretty bf is gonna perform in your town. so ofc as his gf you're dress up pretty (i meant slutty). now HE'S FOLDED after seeing you. so as usual you get pounded in the hotel room.
basic ass idea but if you haven't wrote abt. i would request you. and i would be so goddamn grateful im gonna buy you a whole library
love, 💌
rockstar!jisung x fem bodied reader | warnings: 18+ content (mdni!!), unprotected sex | words: 0.3k ~ (338) 🐿ㆍ₊⊹
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You were able to score a front row ticket so you could surprise him — putting on his favorite dress, that you knew would catch his eye.
He didn’t know you were coming, you told him you were working, so he wasn’t even looking for you — playing as normal, that’s until his eyes fall on a familiar face, his eyes widening as he sees your face, you smile at him waving.
He takes a look at what you’re wearing and almost fucks up the song, you chuckle at him, shaking your head — but his cock his stiffening in his jeans, you look so fucking good, you tits sitting perfectly on your dress.
He couldn’t help it — as soon as the second to last song ends, he’s bending down to your level, ignoring the fans trying to touch him as he grabs your face, pulling you into a impromptu makeout second before his bandmate pulled him back, he smirked his lips covered in your gloss— you could see it in his eyes how horny he was.
That’s how you found yourself up against his hotel door — holding your waist as he fucked into you. You had to fight him off of you until you had to got to his hotel room, he barely closed  the door before he was lifting the dress up, sliding your thong to the side, sliding his cock into you, groaning out.
“Fuck I missed your cunt.” He grunted. “had to fuck my hand -shit- j-just didn’t feel the same.” His head dipped into your neck, leaving marks. “Fu-fuck jisung harder.” You tugged at his hair. “Shit!”
He kept thrusting into you, squeezing your boobs, your legs tightening around his waist as came. “fuck jisung!” he thrusted into you a few more times, sighing as came emptying himself into your cunt. “shit baby.”
He carried you to the bed, pulling out to toss you on the bed, climbing back on top of you. “miss you so much.” He breathed, his lips brushing against yours, his cock twitching in between your bodies. “ji-jisung, please fuck me.” You moaned, grabbing his shaft, jerking it off, pressing it against your heat, he slowly pushed back into you.
“Gonna fuck you all night to make up for the lost time.”
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distraction ,, b.c , s.cb , h.hj , h.js , l.f
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🧷 so for my first genuine post on this acc I decided I’d do my skz ‘biases’ (why r they called that?) for a lil thing :)
read pt. 2 here!
📁 you’re doing your guy’s favorite thing together and it starts to get a lil frisky <3 (it’s dif for each member, like Felix would be baking, hyunjin would be drawing/painting, etc etc)
🎐 suggestive talk/descriptions ;; mostly cute fluff (except for Changbins + Jisungs I got carried away 😭) ;; fem reader! (fem terms, she/her pronouns are used) ;; reader draws and does art in Hyunjin’s 👍 (totally not self indulgent on my part definitely not what are you talking about) ;;
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bang chan ;;
chan’s giggles make you smile while he does Chan’s Room. must be some funny comments, Stay being silly or asking embarrassing questions.
Chan had invited you to join his VLive, and you happily agreed, putting on a comfortable hoodie you had, that just so happened to be a hoodie that he got you. Stay was surprised when they’d realized Chan was dating you- you weren’t an idol (at least not professionally, Chan saw you as his own personal idol <3) and you’d never really been in anything big. But Chan loved you nonetheless.
Stay began flooding the comments when he’d introduced you
CHAN OMG WHEN DID YOU GET A GF
I thought I was ur gf 🥺
wow she’s pretty
That particular last comment had you blush a bit, surprising you that someone would say that. Chan just giggled again. “Yep, that’s my y/n. She may not be famous but you guys will totally see more of her, I swear.” He looks at you for confirmation after saying that, to which you nod your head, and he smiles in return.
After a while of him playing songs at Stays request (and some random time when Han comes in to bug him about stuff, being silly) you get bored. And so, you get an idea.
You move to sit on Chan’s lap, making it seem innocent enough, just trying to be close to your boyfriend, but you have other plans. Situating yourself nearly right on his crotch, you squirm, making it seem like you’re getting comfortable.
Chan takes notice fast, his cheeks and ears heating up. He doesn’t say anything, just looking for whatever song Stay recommends, but you know it’s all an act. Chan can never resist you, but he has to stay strong for a little longer.
After a particularly aggressive wiggle of your hips 10 minutes later, Chan picks you up and sits you on his couch, smirking, then looks to the camera. “Well, that’s it for today guys, I’m gonna go. I hope you had fun!” He gets up. “Alright, big hug.”
He does his usual hug, and says goodbye to Stays with a little peace sign, then turns off the livestream. He turns to you in his swivel chair, grinning. “Baby, you’re in for it.”
You can’t help but simultaneously giggle and whimper as he climbs on top of you.
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seo changbin ;;
Workouts between you and Changbin were fun, though exhausting. You weren’t as used to it as Bin was, and though you enjoyed it, you always ended up sore.
He knew this, and always made sure he could help you, whether that be by helping you lift your weights, build up your stamina by jogging alongside you and letting you know when it’s ok to take breaks.
Though, you decided to take your break while he was doing reps, pushing the weighted bar up and down where he laid. Getting bored, you decide to go sit on his lap. Nothing new for you, he’s used to you sitting on his lap while he does his reps, so all he does is give you a small smile, before continuing.
With a small shift of your hips, you catch him off guard by swiveling them to get comfortable, right on his crotch. His thick arms stutter for a second, almost going unnoticed by you, but he continues his reps, seeming distracted. You smirk, and shift around more, now knowing what you’re doing but playing it off as trying to get comfortable.
He sighs, before putting the bar on its holders and sitting up. “Baby, what do you think you’re doing?”
You shrug. “I dunno, just getting comfortable.” You grin, trying to make it seem like you have no clue what you’re doing.
He cocks an eyebrow, smirking. “Oh, really?” He brings his hands down to your ass, squeezing it. “C’mon, since you’re just so desperate, let’s go home.”
You get off of him, giggling, and you walk out of the gym to your car. You don’t make it all the way home due to one of his hands gripping the inside of your thighs.
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hwang hyunjin ;;
“Honey, wanna draw with me?” You look at your boyfriend, waiting for his response.
His response was nothing less than enthusiastic. He thoroughly enjoyed doing art with you, drawing, painting, pottery, anything. He smiles, and walks over to you.
“Of course I do, baby.” He sits down on the bed from where he was working on his own painting. He’s almost always willing to drop a small project to help you or do things with you. “So, what are you drawing?”
You smile, and turn back to your sketchbook. “I’m trying to get better at anatomy, so I’m working on drawing women in different poses.”
He nods in acknowledgement, and looks at the detailed drawings. “You’re really good, honey.”
You giggle. “Not as good as you, Jinnie.” He grins, kissing your temple. “You flatter me, princess.”
“Can I sit on your lap while I draw, Jinnie?” He nods, smiling happily, and gets comfy so he pulls you into his lap. You grab your pencil and start sketching more, making sure to draw the lines and anatomy right.
You hear Hyunjin sigh behind you, and one of his hands moves to your hips, his chin resting on your shoulder. After a bit more time passes, you feel his plush lips press to the nape of your neck, and his thumbs rubbing little circles into your hips. You sigh out contentedly, leaning back into him, and this gives him the incentive to press deeper kisses into your neck, gently nibbling, making you whimper.
He brings his lips to your ear, lowering his voice to a husky whisper. “I think you should put those pretty hands somewhere else, princess.”
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han jisung ;;
Jisung decided to take the day to work on a project, since he had a song idea berating the forefront of his brain and he just had to get it out.
You decided to join him, keep him company while he works, putting beautiful vocals and his own raps into the song, composing pretty tracks and music. You’re always in awe at how he works, and it makes you giggle when he finishes singing a particularly high note or a hefty rap verse and looks over to see you with a loving gaze in your eyes, causing a pretty shade of pink to dust his cute cheeks.
Jisung loved you for being next to him, with him, on top of him, underneath him, any position really. And with the way you were sat comfortably on his lap while he put the vocals and music together on the computer, he felt so comfortable in your presence.
You lean your head back against his shoulder, and you turn your head to kiss the base of his throat. “How’s the song coming along, Sungie?” You hadn’t been paying attention, half asleep with your eyes closed, comfortable and sleepy in his warm embrace with the light tapping and clicking of his keyboard and mouse.
Jisung smiles. “It’s going well, baby.” Looking down at your sleepy figure, he placed a gentle kiss on your bare shoulder, the loose jacket you had on slipping down your arm, the thin strap of your tank top slipping with it. “What about you? You seem tired.” He chuckles.
You shift yourself around, spreading your thighs across his lap as you face him, smiling sleepily. “I am just fine, Sungie. But I could be better..” You slip your hand slowly down his abdomen, to his crotch, pressing down. “I could be fuller.”
Jisung blushes, but then grins, holding your hips. “Oh?”
You nod, biting your lip, and you lean forward to whisper in his ear. “Need your cock, Sungie..”
With that, he’s picking you up and placing you on the couch, looming over you. “Your wish is my command, baby.”
..
lee felix ;;
Felix was in the kitchen working on making a batch of brownies, when you walk in, still a little drowsy from your nap.
He smiled at you when you walked into the kitchen, and put the bowl of batter he was stirring down. “Hey, sweetheart. You sleep good?” He wrapped his arms around you as you wrapped your own around his waist.
“I’m alright, Lixie..” You snuggled your face into his chest, him rocking back and forth gently. Felix presses a light kiss to your head, smiling.
“Well, I’m making some brownies, wanna help me?”
You looked up at him, and the sleepiness in your eyes made him smile. You nodded, and he lets go, holding your hand and walking with you to the bowl of batter. You rolled up your hoodie sleeves, and rubbed your eyes.
“You okay, sweetie?” He looked over at you, an expression that was a mix of concern and amusement on his freckled face.
You nodded, smiling and kissing Felix’s cheek. “Yeah, I’m okay, Lixie. But let’s get back to your brownies!”
He smiled, and started stirring the batter with you.
It’s all happy and dandy til you said you were tired, using that as an excuse to come behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist, leaning your head against his back. He didn’t have a clue as to your true intentions, only nodding and continuing to stir, so naturally, he was caught of guard when you run your hands down his abdomen to his crotch.
Felix let out a small gasp, and whined as you rubbed your hand up and down, which made you grin.
“Baby-“ he whimpered out, “we- mh- we should go into the bedroom if you want to do this.”
You smirked, his normally deeper voice a bit in the higher range as he whimpered.
“Well, let’s go then.” You grinned as he blushed, your hands leaving the now more prominent bulge in his sweats. You grabbed his hand, dragging him away from the batter to your shared bedroom. When he walked in, you lightly pushed him onto the bed, and you lock the door behind you, a small smirk on your face as you see him get more squirmy.
“C’mon honey, no more teasing.”
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ty to whoever read this, and I hope you enjoyed my little drabble lol
feel free to reblog, just make sure to credit me!
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Han Jisung's Favorite Part Of You
Han is a very unique person. He's smart and notices a lot, probably a lot more than anyone realizes. Which is why his favorite part of your body would be your lips.
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•Han just loves to kiss you. Any and every chance he gets, he'll seek your lips out. While watching anime, eating dinner together, even when he's in the studio. The others would groan in disgust and your cheeks would turn a soft shade of pink in embarrassment but you love it just as much as him.
•Han loves the way your lips are always so soft. He'll run his tongue over them when he kisses you. He'll bite and suck on your bottom lip loving how red and swollen it looks. The sight turns him on and he imagines how your swollen lips would feel wrapped around him.
•Han can't ever get over how sweet your lips taste. He loves to taste you. You always taste sweeter than chocolate to him no matter what it was that you ate or drank. He'll murmur on your lips with a soft growl, “Sweeter than sin, my baby.”
•Han’s eyes will almost always be on your lips whenever you're speaking. His eyes will constantly flick back down to them, hypnotized by them. He'll find it hard to concentrate on anything other than your lips. Whenever you wet them mid sentence his cock twitches in memory of how you do that every time right before you suck him dry. And oh is that his favorite of all.
•Han absolutely loves it when you're either down on your knees or ass up sliding your wet, soft lips up and down his rock hard cock. The way you tighten them, adding just the right amount of pressure. The way they make an audible popping sound when you pull him out of your mouth, only to slide them back over the head and down to the base taking in all of him.
•Han will rub the tip of his dripping cock over your pretty lips and watch how they glisten. He'll shudder in ecstasy as he watches his cock disappear between your lips. The way you trail kisses all down his length drives him insane. He'll ask you to put on that shade of lipstick he thinks you look so sexy in just to watch it get smeared all over him. He loves seeing your lip prints littered up and down his cock.
“I wanna see you leave kisses on my cock sweetie.” He'll groan, fisting his hands in your hair as he struggles to keep his eyes open.
•Han will love pulling out whenever he's close to his release so he can stroke himself and finish all over your sexy lips. Oh the way you part your lips as his cum dribbles down only makes his already softening cock hard again. The way your tongue pushes out between your lips to lick up every drop he's given you only makes him want to do it again and again.
“Fuck, jagi. Your lips look so delicious.”
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