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〉The "L" Word 〈

| Bangchan |

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Genre: Pure Fluff

Summary: Bang Chan wakes up from a bad dream and seeks comfort from his girlfriend

Pairing: Idol! Bang Chan x Female Reader

Warnings: Fluff. Established relationship. First "I Love You". Crying. Let me know if I missed any!!

Word Count: 1.9k

Enjoy!

~ 3:27am~

The sound of soft, sad sniffles echoing across your bedroom woke you abruptly from your slumber. At first, you were confused, unsure whether you actually heard the noise or if it had just been nothing more than a dream, but the sudden shaky exhale that filled the bed a moment later, followed by a short gasp for air, had your body freezing and your eyes popping open in alert.

You had heard it correctly.

Your boyfriend was crying.

And silently by himself at that.

Without hesitation, you pivoted your body around and snuggled yourself against his back, your arm immediately wrapping around his waist and squeezing him against you in a tight and comforting hug.

Bangchan jumped slightly when you came into contact with him, no doubt surprised that you were awake. A shameful sigh left his body as he relaxed under your touch.

"Baby, are you okay?" you asked as you lifted your head and pressed it into his neck. You planted a soft kiss behind his ear, your hand searching blindly for his. He sniffled once more and wiped at his nose before he let out a soft breath.

"I'm okay, Sweetheart. You can go back to sleep." he tried to reassure you. His hand grabbed ahold of yours and pulled it tighter around him, almost like he was seeking your comfort despite verbally trying to push you away.

You planted another soft kiss below his ear before nudging your nose against his skin, your thumb tracing circles across the back of his hand.

"It doesn't sound like you're okay." you pointed out softly, not wanting to upset him even more than he already seemed to be. "Do you want to talk about it, or do you just want to go back to sleep?" you asked.

Chan was silent for a moment before he surprised you by turning around in your embrace. He wrapped his strong arms around your body and pulled you into his chest, stroking your hair and kissing the top of your head.

"I... I had a bad dream" he whispered around the lump in his throat. Your eyebrows raised in surprise. Usually, it would've taken a lot more coaxing to get him to talk as he was never one to talk easily about his feelings and worries. He must've been really struggling.

"What was it about, Baby?" you asked gently, your hand slipping underneath the hem of his shirt to caress his back. Chan squeezed you tighter against his chest in response.

"It was about my mom," he answered almost too quietly. You took the opportunity to run your nails tenderly across his skin, trying to relax his stiff body enough to continue. A shiver passed through him at your actions.

"In my dream, I was just sitting at home with my mom, dad, and sister. Barry was there too. My mom had made a bunch of food and I ate so much of it. When I got up to leave, I went to hug her goodbye and I just started to cry. I miss her. A lot." Chan swallowed roughly and buried his face into your hair, breathing in the scent of you in an attempt to calm his racing heart. "I miss them all so fucking much."

You felt Chan's body shake slightly as he exhaled, causing you to pull away and look up at him with a soft expression on your face. His hair was a mess, sticking up in every direction possible, and he had tears gently falling down his cheeks. You felt your heart break slightly at the sight of him being so openly vulnerable, looking so lost and scared.

On instinct, you then pulled your hand away from his back and reached up to wipe away the wetness, and hopefully, the heartbreaking expression settled on his face.

"I know you miss them, Baby," you reassured him with a kind smile. "Only a couple more weeks until your vacation and then you can go home and see them, okay? Just a couple more weeks."

Chan hiccuped once before pulling your body up the mattress. You knew he wanted to be cuddled, so you had no problem scooting up to sit against the pillows, your arms automatically spreading to welcome him in.

With a sigh, he fell into your chest and nuzzled his face into your neck, basking in your comfort as he draped half of his body over yours. It was all he needed to relax his racing heart and halt the flow of tears.

And he wasn't heavy by any means. He felt like a weighted blanket, and you too found yourself relaxing the nerves that sparked when you had initially woken up and heard him.

You guys lay silently like that for some time, your arms wrapped around his torso. One hand resumed the scratching across his back while the other stroked his curly hair. Chan's face buried into the crevice of your neck, his shaking body slowly relaxing with each passing minute. You weren't sure how long you guys stayed like that, but you'd lay there for an eternity if it meant helping him feel better.

The two of you had been dating for a little over six months now. You had met by chance in a cafe just over two years ago and slowly began building a friendship that finally blossomed into something more. You were both happy and content with where you were right now in the relationship. Neither one of you had dropped the 'L' word yet, but neither of you needed it.

Well, at least you didn't think you needed it until Chan opened his mouth and spoke into the silence that filled the room, shocking you to the core.

"Do you want to maybe come with me?" he asked. "To meet my family?"

You froze at his question, the hand that was sifting through his soft locks stopped for a moment before starting up again. At your hesitation, Chan pulled himself away and looked up at you with big eyes, a small frown on his face.

"Really?" you asked, trying not to get your hopes up. You only ever discussed meeting the parents a few times. It wasn't much of a big deal to you, but for Chan, it was huge.

He was big on family, you that much from listening to his stories about them and watching his vlogs. He loved his family more than anything. He expressed multiple times throughout your friendship, and relationship thus far, that he'd never brought a girl home before to meet them. He'd only ever do so if he was serious about her and their future together. He would never bring a girl home unless he was planning a life with her.

Meeting his family was sacred.

You tried to keep your heartbeat under control.

"Of course, Sweetheart," Chan responded, completely oblivious to the way your heart was beating frantically against your rib cage despite him lying on top of you.

He pulled away more now to look at your face more thoroughly as he spoke again, his next words sending another wave of emotion and surprise through your body.

"I love them almost as much as I do you. I'm ready for you to meet them."

There it was.

The 'L' word.

You were taken by surprise at this subtle confession and how casually he dropped it into the conversation. You weren't even sure you heard it right. Your eyes widened slightly and your face began to burn bashfully. Chris just smiled up at you, finding your reaction absolutely adorable.

"Did you just...?" you stopped mid-sentence when that beautiful smile of his turned downwards into one of his signature smirks. His face was free of tears, the only evidence of his despair was found in the red, puffy eyes that were staring at you as if you held the sun.

"I did," he confirmed casually before pushing up on his toes and planting a kiss on your cheek. "Is that okay?"

You nodded slowly, completely flustered by his words. Of course, you knew you loved him back. You fell in love with him within the first few months of knowing him, but you never thought he'd fall too. Or that he would be the first to say it.

Even though he didn't actually technically say it.

"I think so," you whispered, swallowing back your own tears that were lodging in your throat. "I think I need to hear you say it though."

He loved you

He loved you.

He. Loved. You

The thought was swirling around in your mind so quickly that it nearly distracted you from catching the heart-stopping, sweet smile he flashed your way. Chan then pulled himself up onto his elbows and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear before cupping your face in his palm.

His thumb swiped across your cheek softly, and it wasn't until then did you noticed a tear had managed to escape your eye, softly falling down your cheek.

"I love you, Y/n." he whispered, his eyes holding so much emotion and conviction that you felt like you'd been punched in the chest. Like it was an object that barrelled into you at full force, nearly knocking the wind out of you.

You stared at Chan as the words left his mouth a second time, his eyes searching yours as you got lost in the depths of them. They sparkled in the moonlight that filled the room, happiness, and joy emitting from his bones and encasing the two of you in your own little bubble.

Chan swallowed nervously at your silence.

"You don't have to say it back," he whispered, his thumb still stroking your cheekbone. "I just needed you to know. I love you, and I want you to come home with me and meet my family."

You took a deep breath, your nostrils filling with the scent of him, the scent of home. You smiled, your mind now swirling with the meaning behind his words. He was serious about you and wanted to build a future with you. Sure, you two hadn't been dating long, but he was committed. He was ready.

You took another deep inhale of oxygen and nodded before your lips connected with his forehead.

"I love you too, Chris," you whispered back as you kissed his skin softly. You felt his body relax under your touch, his head falling into your chest in relief. "I would love to meet them."

Chan let out a satisfied sigh and curled his arms around your body before he rolled onto his back, taking you with him.

"For a second there, I thought I scared you off," he murmured. You smirked back at him as you lay across his chest now, your legs tangling intimately with his.

"Not possibly, Channie. You said the 'L' word There's no going back now."

He then reached up and brought your face down to his, lips connecting softly with yours in a sweet and tender kiss.

"No returns, no refunds, no exchanges. I'm all yours."

His hands began to travel and traverse the shape of your body, slowly memorizing every inch of skin and every imperfection that lay upon it as he kissed you again and again. You couldn't help but giggle as a giddy feeling suddenly bubbled up in your stomach at the newfound happiness you didn't think was possible to find.

"Good," he answered against your mouth. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

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[moonlightndaydreams]

JISUNG SMUT IDEA! Soo I was Christmas shopping the other day and I went into Sephora and found one of the colognes Han Jisung uses (Dior Sauvage) and I may or may not have bought a bottle for my boyfie for Christmas definitely not because I'm obsessed with Jisung and I need him no that's definitely not it at all LOL HELP and I've come to the conclusion that this scent has made me realize I gave a scent kink and I was wondering if you could write something where reader having a scent kink and jisung finds out about it and teases her about it and fucks her so good and so well cause I'm so fucking delulu for that man it's unhealthy. I love your work sm! Thank you 😫

Love, Hannji ✨️

Bergamot & Vanilla

Pairing: Han Jisung x fem!reader // AU colleagues to lovers

Synopsis: You and Jisung work together but ever since that day he leant you his scarf and almost kissed you, you've been fantasising about him. When he secretly discovers you still have his scarf and his cologne is still on it, he decides to do something about it.

Word count: 6k approximately

CW below.

Warnings MINORS DNI - SMUT WARNING: NSFW, scent kink, Han is a perv (sort of but not creepy), Han tastes readers “arousal”, fondling in a public place, panty sniffing, car sex, unprotected piv sex, cumming inside, nipple sucking, vaginal fingering, masturbation, sexual fantasies, angst, creampies, happy ending.

You were almost there. The familiar knot in your stomach ready to snap at any moment. You needed the release. Desperately. You rubbed your clit harder and wrapped Han’s scarf tighter around your face, immersing yourself in that fragrance, the one he had worn when you had only just started working closer together in your new roles, and it had made you wet instantaneously. The one he wore that one time when you swore he was going to kiss you.

You fucked yourself faster with your dildo as you cast your mind back to that moment. You were both in the work car, off to see a client, when you were caught in traffic. You remembered the sound of the rain hitting the windscreen, and the squeaking of the wipers that needed to be replaced as they tried their best to give you a clear view of the road. The entire car had been filled with Han’s cologne. Intoxicating. A mix of bergamot and vanilla.

You chased your orgasm, moaning breathily as you pictured him in the driver’s seat. He had been dressed in a beige jacket and a grey and white scarf. He’d looked at you nervously, and you had felt your stomach flip and cunt throb. Fuck you had wanted him so bad. He’d stared at you, also nervously, swallowing hard and licking his lip anxiously. “Y/n,” he’d whispered, his eyes dropping to your lips. “Jisung?” you’d choked. And then a car beeped from behind, taking you both out of your trance.

But in your fantasy, there was no beeping of horns to interrupt you. In your fantasy, Jisung crashed his lips on yours. He was rough and desperate. His tongue slid into your mouth. “Get in the back.” He demanded, pulling away. “I need you”. Suddenly, you flashed to images of yourself and Jisung in the backseat. Windows foggy, your clothes discarded. “Ride me, please baby”. He panted. You sunk down onto his cock with ease, and bounced on him like a wild woman. You nuzzled into the scarf as you imagined nuzzling into Jisung’s neck. You imagined him saying filthy things to you like “you’re so wet”, “you’re so fucking tight,” and “Come for me, baby”. And then you’re were actually coming. You clenched around your didlo while imagining you were clenching around Jisung’s cock. It was intense. It always was. The scent on the scarf heightening the fantasy, melding reality and fiction together to create an extra potent experience. A euphoria that brought tears to your eyes.

In reality, Jisung never kissed you. Your little moment broken by the impatient drivers behind you. The client wasn’t home when you arrived, and so Jisung suggested to go out for lunch. Well that was torture. He even looked fuckable eating a meal. You sat across from him as he peeled off his jacket to reveal his gorgeous cream sweater that was thin enough to show his toned frame. Fuck you loved knitwear on men. Especially Jisung. Then he removed his scarf, placing it on the chair behind him. Anyone in the restaurant would have thought you were a couple. You were similar age, you got along exceptionally well, like two besties. But your heart was racing a million miles an hour and felt so loud that you were sure the chef would have heard it in the kitchen.

Then when you stepped outside after lunch, the rain and wind had picked up and Jisung wrapped his scarf around your neck. The gesture caused the breath in your throat to hitch and you knew you couldn’t help but stare at him as he stood awfully close while adjusting it. You could have sworn he took longer than necessary to make sure it was just right. But you couldn’t be certain.

That was three months ago. Somehow you never gave him the scarf back. Instead, you used it to indulge in your own sexual pleasure, masturbating as you inhaled the mixture of his cologne and him, and imagining him inside you.

You laid on your bed, catching your breath. Han fucking Jisung. Fuck, you had it bad for him. Your work colleague. You shook the sexual thoughts away and attempted to bring your mind and body firmly back into reality, sitting up and checking the clock. You had plenty of time for a shower before Jisung would be there to pick you up on the way to see a client. Forgetting about putting away your dildo and scarf, you grabbed your outfit for the day and headed up the hall to your bathroom, closing the door behind you, and turning on the shower.

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Jisung pulled up in your driveway. He was early, but he hoped you might be ready to maybe grab some breakfast, or at the very least, a coffee. That’s what was great about being mobile lenders for the bank you worked at, you could try out all the different cafes in between clients.

When he realised you weren’t answering the door, he let himself in with the spare key you had given him. It was meant to be a one off thing, the key, and Jisung couldn’t quite remember the reason you gave it to him. But you had never asked for it back, so he kept it. He wasn’t sure why he kept it either. It was kind of creepy if he thought about it. So he simply decided the best thing to do was not think about it.

Once inside the house, Jisung was immediately met with the sound of you singing in the shower down the hall, and he chuckled to himself. It was awful. But you sounded happy and that made him happy too. You were generally a happy person, but he’d caught glimpses of something more from you now he spent more time with you. Something deeper, and Jisung found himself daydreaming about you a lot. In fact, Jisung couldn’t keep his mind off you. You were the first thing he thought about when he woke each morning, and the last thing he thought about each night. He loved that he could spend his days working alongside you. All day, everyday. But he never let on. He tried to not let his eyes linger on your lips, instead he’d stare at your ass whenever you hopped out of the car. Sometimes, he’d pretend he was tired and ask you to drive just so he could steal glances of your face while you concentrated on the road.

Jisung looked around the entry hall of your house, wondering if he should go sit in the living room or wait at the front door? Maybe he should go back out and wait in the car? You might freak out if you just found him in your home while you had been naked in the shower. But then he noticed the door on his right was open. Jisung had been in your house a few times before, but that door had always been closed. He stood in the doorway, leaning on the frame, taking in what must be your bedroom. Your most personal space. Dark teal walls with vintage pictures that hung far too high up than they should be. A big window let in a beautiful amount of natural light. No esnuite, which he had already figured out with your terrible singing voice muffled by the sound of a shower in another part of the house.

His eyes landed on your bed. The place where you slept each night. He imagined you laying there sleeping. Did you always sleep alone, or did you bring men into your boudoir? Han wanted to be one of those men. Did you sleep naked? Han wanted to lay against your naked body. He’d thought about that often. Then he saw it. His scarf. The one from that day. Jisung had wanted to kiss you so bad in the car that day. Fuck, he’d almost kissed you when he wrapped that scarf around you. He’d even noticed how you’d held your breath when his fingers lingered on you when he was securing it around you. He had hoped you hadn’t noticed he was taking his time with it.

Jisung turned his head to look up the hallway towards your bathroom. You were still belting out something he couldn’t quite understand, and his legs took on a mind of their own as he walked into your room and approached your bed. He picked up the scarf and pressed it to his face hoping to smell you. He did smell you. You were mixed with the scent of him and the cologne he’d worn up until that day. Jisung scoffed. He stopped wearing that cologne after that. He wasn’t sure why. He also wasn’t sure why you had his scarf on your bed?

His heart began to beat faster and he brought the scarf back to his nose once more. This time he noticed a scent that made his dick begin to harden, and his eyes closed in what could only be described as arousal. The part of his brain that controlled imagination suddenly fired up and in his mind he found himself between your legs, lapping you up. Jisung’s eyes shot open when he realised exactly what it was he could smell, at the same time his eyes caught a bright purple object on the bed. Your dildo. Jisung knew he shouldn’t touch it. He should be satisfied just knowing that you had been pleasuring yourself, possibly merely minutes before his arrival. He should be content with simply hoping you were pleasuring yourself with thoughts of him, just like he did with thoughts of you.

But Jisung, couldn’t help himself, and he reached down and grasped the toy, holding it in his hand to take a closer look. He knew it’s wrong, an invasion of your privacy, but he was mesmerised by the glistening wetness covering the entire length, and the creaminess that had gathered at the base. He wanted to do so many things simultaneously in that moment. He wanted to run his finger through your juices, gathering it up on his fingers. He wanted to lick the dildo clean and taste you. He wanted to barge into the bathroom and take you in the shower, lifting you against the wall and sinking into you, making you cry out his name.

A little whimper escaped Jisung’s lips, bringing him back to his senses. This is fucked up, you shouldn’t be looking at this. But he allowed himself to just dip his fingertip into the the creamy substance, scooping the tiniest bit from the toy, and then putting both it and scarf back on the bed. You would never know. He looked at his finger, holding it up so the sunlight could catch it, making it glisten on his skin. This is wrong, Jisung. You can’t be doing this. But he brought his finger to his mouth and slipped it inside, tasting you on his tongue. He moaned low. He’d imagined tasting you plenty of times before, but now he knew, really, how you tasted, and he comitted it to memory. He moaned again into the silence. The silence! Jisung’s eyes flew open. The shower. He could no longer hear the water running, and there was no sign of your singing either. Fuck! Jisung rushed back to the front door, praying to the gods you hadn’t seen anything.

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You emerged from the bathroom unaware that Jisung was even in your house.

“Fuck, Ji, you scared the shit out of me!” You yelped when you saw him standing at the front door. Inside your house instead of outside.

Jisung chuckled. “I still have that spare key you gave me, remember?” He shrugged. Oh yes, of course, the key. Jisung chuckled again, his eyes flickering towards your bedroom door for a moment before resting somewhere near your feet. Your eyes darted to your bedroom door. Oh fuck! The scarf! His scarf… on your bed… with your dildo...and you door open. You bit your lip panicking internally, and quickly close door.

“H-have you been waiting long?” You stuttered shrilly.

Jisung shook his head quickly. “Nah… just a minute or two.” He cleared his throat. “Thought…um…we could grab a coffee or something.” He adds eyes still fixed to the floor.

“Yeah, coffee sounds good.” You reply but you could sense something was off with him, and you prayed to god he didn’t peek into your bedroom.

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Once you and Jisung were on the road, he started to act like his usual self. Kind and silly, and singing randomly to songs. You loved the duality in his personality. At ease with you, and professional with clients. Both versions of him made your heart flutter. You looked over to him, while his eyes were concentrating on the road. He was smirking to himself as though he had a secret he was dying to share but had to keep it to himself. It made you suspicious. You knew you left your bedroom door wide open, and you knew you’d left…evidence … on your bed… and you knew he had the opportunity to see your secret if he had been looking.

Jisung parked at one of your regular coffee shops. “The usual?” he asked as he pulled on the handbrake, and you nodded yes. He opened the car door and gasped the sudden temperature change. “Ooh, it’s a bit windy today,” he said as he stepped outside. “Should have brought a scarf.” He leaned in an winked at you before closing the door.

You felt your face flush a crimson red, and your stomach dropped. What the actual fuck? Did he know? You wanted the seat underneath you to open up and swallow you whole. But Jisung was already entering the coffee shop, and you had no idea if he had meant anything by what he had just said, or if you were just being paranoid.

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Three days later you found a seat in the conference room at the bank where you and Jisung worked. It was a training day and you were going to be subjected to two hours of a brain numbing presentation from your Manager, Chris. You preferred to sit up the back in the corner closest to the door. That way no one would see you zone out, and you could make a quick escape when it was over. You put your notepad and pen on the seat next to you. Jisung had already messaged you half an hour before saying he was caught at the department store whilst on his lunch break, and wanted you to save him a seat. “I’ll bring you a coffee.” He promised, followed by a smiley face emoji.

He still hadn’t arrived when the lights were dimmed, and your Manager, Chris, called for everyone’s attention. “Okay, team.” He smiled sheepishly. “I know you all have important work to get on with, but I want to thank you for your time.” He looked around at the thirty or so staff in front of him, and started up his laptop that was connected to the large screen at the front of the room.

That’s when you tuned out. It wasn’t long before your mind was filled with thoughts of Jisung and his harmless comment about the wind and needing a scarf from earlier that week. He hadn’t made any further remarks since that indicated he knew anything of the little activities you have with his clothing. You were on high alert of anything suspicious coming out of his mouth, but he said nothing out of the ordinary. You did, however, feel his eyes on you more than usual. Or was that just because you were hyper-alert? Did he always look at you often? Did he always look like he was swallowing a hard lump in his throat when you were stopped at traffic lights?

You brought your hands to your face and rubbed your eyes, hoping you hadn’t smudged your mascara. When you opened them again, you saw Jisung through the glass wall of the conference room. He was holding two take away coffee cups and he was wearing that same sweater and jacket from that day in the restaurant. The same sweater and jacket from your fantasies. You gulped just as Jisung saw you. His eyes lit up and he smiled his gummy smile, raising his arm in attempt to wave at you.

Jisung quietly tiptoed into the room and sat down beside you. That’s when it hit you. Bergamot and vanilla. He was fucking wearing that cologne. It was fresh and overpowering. So much stronger than the remnants that were still on his scarf. He smiled and raised his eyebrows, and passed you your coffee. You took the cup from him, not taking your eyes off of his. He didn’t break eye contact, just bit his bottom lip subconsciously. He knows. He must know.

You broke eye contact first, snapping your head back to the front of the room. You could feel your body heating up. Your head throbbed as though you could feel your blood pumping around your body faster. Your mouth was dry, so you took a sip of your coffee. But all you could taste was Jisung’s cologne. It was mixed with a slight smell of sweat - him - and it wasn’t just your head that was throbbing. Your body was responding to the scent in the way it did each night. It was an automatic response now. Your core ached in anticipation for your hands or your dildo.

Your mind saw images of fucking him in the car, bouncing on his cock, sucking the skin on his neck. No no no no…. You had to stop. You squeezed your thighs together in an attempt to stop your panties from soaking, and out of the corner of your eye you saw Jisung adjusting his posture, and spreading his legs a little wider, causing his knee to rest against your leg. Fuck. Your free hand gripped the hem of your skirt, both to ground yourself and to try and cover more of your leg. Your knuckles turned white as you tried to maintain your composure.

You could feel his eyes on you, burning into your skin and melting your core. You needed to touch yourself. But you couldn’t. You just had to endure this agonising, but sweet, torture that Jisung was inflicting on you. He knows what he is doing.

Jisung leaned in to whisper in your ear, bringing his hand beside his face up to shield his mouth from view of other people.

You sat frozen still, and that fucking fragrance grew stronger the closer he got. His warm breath teasing your ear and neck as he spoke.

“Can you smell my new cologne, y/n?” he taunted. “It’s a lot stronger that what would be left on my scarf.” He leaned back and winked at you.

You cleared your throat. “I…I have to go to the bathroom.” and you quickly removed yourself from the room and headed to the bathroom. You needed to calm yourself down. The excitement that was pulsing around you felt so overwhelming and so loud, that you were certain everyone could see exactly what was going on inside you. It felt as obvious as having a big flashing sign above your head saying “I’m so horny and ready for Jisung to fuck me”.

Oh dear. You ran your hand up your inner thigh, brushing your fingers over your satin panties and you let out a small whimper as you pressed against your clothed clit. Soaked. As expected. You could fix yourself up right then and there and relieve some of the pressure. It would be quick and easy. But there was part of you that didn’t want to. You loved the feeling of being this turned on while you sat beside Jisung. You enjoyed the longing that you felt for him. You wanted him to be the one to ease the ache inside of you, not your fingers again.

He must’ve felt the same way, otherwise he wouldn’t have been so bold or forward in the conference room, right? You had an idea. You knew how you could make him just as crazy as you felt.

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Jisung did know what he was doing to you. He’d deliberately worn this particular outfit, and he intentionally went to the department store to buy a fresh bottle of the cologne he knew drove you wild.

He smirked to himself wondering if you were going to rub one out in the bathroom. His dick twitched at the thought of you touching yourself. His erection was starting to become prominent and so Jisung removed his jacket and draped it strategically on his lap.

When Jisung saw you return a few minutes later, you no longer had a coffee cup with you, but instead you had something balled up in your fist. You resumed your seat still looking flustered, and Jisung felt a sense of satisfaction that he was responsible for your current state. You reached across and placed whatever was in your hand into the pocket of his jacket. Jisung arched an eyebrow. Intrigued, he reached into his jacket pocket, and his heart stopped when his fingers brushed the item you had placed in there. Satin fabric. Wet satin fabric. Fuck! Were these your panties? To be sure Jisung brought his fingertips to his face, pretending to scratch his nose. It was your panties. The scent of your arousal was unmistakable.

Jisung glanced at your legs, his eyes traveling up your thigh to where your mini skirt began. Were you bare under there?

Jisung imagined sliding his hand up your inner thigh to find out. He wanted to feel how wet you were and to gather your juices directly from the source, instead of off your underwear. He had to fight the urge to kneel down in front of you then and there and push your legs apart so he could bury his face against your pussy.

Then he felt your hand. Your fingertips edging their way underneath the jacket on hip lap. Jisung sucked in a breath and suppressed a moan that was threatening to come out of his mouth.

He turned towards you only to find you were watching where your hand was traveling closer to his erection. Then your eyes flickered up to meet his. It was all Jisung needed to see to know you absolutely felt the same way as he did.

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You felt Jisung’s thigh tense under your touch as your fingers made their way towards your target. You lifted your gaze to meet his. His expression making you want to ravish him right there. His brow was furrowed in concentration, or was it in an attempt to keep his composure? And his nose scrunched up in a way that could only mean frustration. But you knew he wasn’t frustrated at you. It was obvious what he was feeling. Agony. But to be absolutely certain, you moved your hand further under his jacket to find he was hard. Very hard. You palmed his erection and he squeezed his eyes shut, as though resisting the urge to rut his hips up against you. You took this opportunity to lean into his ear, inhaling his delicious scent, and allowing your warm breath to linger on his skin before speaking.

“Ji,” you whispered. “Need you.”

Jisung released a shaky exhale and you heard the tiniest of whimpers escape his mouth. You squeezed your hand around the length of his clothed cock. “After this, yeah? Need you so bad.” You cooed.

You pulled your hand back from underneath Jisung’s jacket and sat straight in your chair, pretending to concentrate on Chris at the front of the room.

Jisung squirmed a little in his seat, trying to make his erection disappear. You could feel your inner thighs sticking together and you regretted being sans panties. That was until Jisung’s hand dove back into the pocket where your panties were and brought his fingers to his face once more and pretended to scratch his nose. You had never been this turned on in your entire life and you felt like you might just come untouched.

You bit down on your fingers to distract yourself from the sensations coursing through your body, but the action caused Jisung to groan, which in turn made your cunt throb. This was getting out of hand.

Jisung must have thought so too because he was back at your ear, again holding his hand against his face to shield his mouth from view of the others around you.

“You’re so naughty.” He whispered and then took your earlobe in his mouth. A jolt of electricity shot through your nerves, and you couldn’t breath. He sucked, nibbled and tugged gently on your lobe with his teeth before moving down to the skin just below your ear. He kissed that sensitive area softly and your eyes closed.

“You know,” he whispered against your ear. “our next client has canceled. Which means,” he kissed you neck again. “We can find somewhere to be alone.”

Fuck. Your eyes opened and you snapped your head to Jisung, locking eyes with him desperately. His expression mirrored yours for a moment before he turned to the front of the room, not giving you any more attention.

As you both pretended to be paying attention to the presentation, you couldn’t think straight. You couldn't even breathe. You could cut the tension with a knife, sensing that the other was about to implode at any moment. You were both on edge desperate to be alone. Desperate to rip each other’s clothes off. Desperate to be as close as possible. Jisung reached for your hand that was resting on the seat next to your thigh, and squeezed it reassuringly. A warmth spread through your entire body and you felt butterflies on your stomach. This wasn’t just lust or desire. It was something else.

“I’ve got you, okay?” He whispered from where he sat, and you felt like you were about to melt into a puddle.

Jisung held your hand like that for the rest of the presentation. As Chris began to wrap up the session that aching desire resurfaced. Your senses started to intensify and your vagina clenched in anticipation. You and Jisung were going to be alone very soon.

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Pretending you were going to see your next client, you both hurried to the car. It was pouring rain outside and the car was parked in the outdoor company parking space, and you couldn’t avoid getting wet.

You both looked wet and disheveled as Jisung started the car up and turned drove out onto the street.

“Where are you taking us?” You asked, taking in the beautiful man at the wheel.

“I know a place no one will find us.” He replied looking at you. Your heart skipped a beat.

“I hope it’s close because I’m not sure how long I can wait.” You whined.

“Baby…I need you to hold on just a little longer for me… we’ll be there real soon. I promise.”

His eyes returned to the road. “Fuck.” He huffed as the traffic ahead came to a standstill.

“Oh, Jisung!” You whimpered and he reached for your hand. He looked at you tentatively, almost pained. “I’ve got you, remember?” He said steady and low.

You were taken back to that first time you were stuck in traffic in the rain. The window wipers screeched as they struggled to give you a clear view of the road. Jisung’s cologne was overpowering your senses. Just like last time.

You looked at each other like you were both about to cry. You needed each other right now. Despite both your neediness and desperation, Jisung moved slowly as he closed the gap between the two of you, resting his forehead against yours and squeezing your hand. Then his lips connected to yours, capturing you in a kiss. Softly at first. Slowly. He pulled away just an inch so he could look at your lips again, before crashing back down on you with a searing kiss. It was the kiss you’d been dreaming about for months. Hot and urgent. You were desperate to taste him more, so you parted your mouth as an invitation for him to slip inside. Jisung took the opportunity, dipping his tongue past your lips to find your tongue.

The kiss intensified as you gasped for air, only pulling away to catch your breath before finding each other again. Still holding Jisung’s hand you placed it on your thigh. Another invitation that he happily accepted. You both moaned into each other’s mouth when his hand moved up your leg and under your skirt and slid through your sopping pussy. You parted your legs to give him more access, and you welcomed his fingers with a choked whimper when he sunk two of them inside of you.

Jisung broke the kiss and looked at you incredulously with lust-filled eyes. His pink, puffy lips were nothing short of delectable.

“Fuck! I need to feel you baby…need to be inside you.” He bit his lip to suppress a growl as he pumped his fingers inside you a few times.

“Hurry, Jisung.” You whispered. You were almost in tears, the tension in your body so intense.

Jisung removed his fingers and brought them to your face and smeared your juices across your trembling lips. “So fucking beautiful.” His voice was barely audible. Then something in him snapped and he was suddenly on high alert, flicking on the indicator and looking over his shoulder and pulling out of the traffic into a turning lane.

“Where are we going?” you panted.

“Somewhere nearby…Can’t wait. Need you.” He replied as he zipped the car into a nearby deserted carpark and pulled the car up to a stop.

You were on him in instantly, throwing yourself against him. He met you with the same enthusiasm, kissing you messily. Your hand reached for the hem of his sweater, indicating you wanted it off. He obliged, peeling it over his head and tossing into the back seat. Your hands immediately began exploring his body. His skin was scorching to the touch, and you could feel his muscles tense as you ran your hand down towards his trousers. Jisung pulled pushed his seat back as far as it would go, and tilted the backrest slightly. You climbed over the centre console hiking your skirt up and straddling him. You were so close to each other now and you ached for him so fucking bad it hurt. Jisung unbuttoned your blouse as you ground against his erection trying to seek friction on your bare pussy. He tossed your blouse into the passenger seat, and unhooked your bra and letting it fall off you. He gasped.

“God, you’re so perfect, baby.” He took in the sight of your breasts. He dipped his head to take a nipple in his mouth, sucking and nibbling. You cried out at the pleasure that shot straight from your breast to your cunt, making you clench around nothing. “Can’t wait, Ji.” You cried.

“Lift up for me, baby.” He instructed. “Yes like that.” He undid his trousers, shimmying both them and his boxers down enough to free his cock. “Look at me, baby.” He said desperately as he rubbed the head of his cock back and forth through your lips. “You ready, yeah?” he smiled. You answered by sinking yourself down on his entire length in one motion. You both let out a pornographic groan as you adjusted to the stretch and felt the relief of finally being filled after hours of teasing, but months of pining.

“Oh fuck, Jisung.” You choked. “If I move I’m gonna come.”

Jisung chuckled. “Lean into me, baby…let go and come for me. We can go for a round two in a minute.”

You nuzzled into his neck, just like in your fantasies. The rain beating down on the car roof and the steamy windows made you feel like you were in your own little world. You breathed in Jisung’s cologne as you rolled your hips over his cock. You both became sticky with sweat almost immediately, but that added to the pleasure.

“You smell so good.” You whisper as you felt yourself ready to snap.

“You really like this cologne huh? Tell me what would happen if I wore it everyday?” he puffed and rolled his hips up to meet you.

“I’d hold you responsible for my actions.” You teased, slamming yourself down hard.

Jisung moaned. “Oh yeah?!” he growled, gazing at you with a fucked out grin plastered on his face.

“Yeah…you should worry for your personal safety if you’re gonna wear it everyday.” You panted.

“Why’s that, hmm?”

“Because…I’ll need you to fuck me.” you said flatly.

“Well I think I’ll take the risk…wanna fuck you everyday…forever.” He pulled your hips down so he sat as deep inside you as possible and rocked you back and forth so that you clit ground against him while his cock rubbed against that spot, making you cry out his name.

“Fuck, your clenching so tight. I’ve got you, baby. Let go for me.”

“I’m coming…. I’m coming…” you cried squeezing around Jisung’s cock in pulsating waves. Jisung let out a long, low groan as he reached his climax too. He took you in another wet and messy kiss as you both waited for your breath to return to normal.

“Baby, you feel so good.” Jisung smiled and held you close. “But I’m still hard.”

You leaned back and looked at him, cupping his cheeks. “I’m not ready to stop yet.” You whispered and bit your lip.

“Get in the back.” He started to help you off of him and you both clambered into the backseat. “Lay on your back this time.”

You did as Jisung asked, laying length-ways on the backseat and spread your legs for him. He cursed under his breath as he knelt between your legs, bending them up so your were almost folded in half. You could feel Jisung’s cum oozing out of you. “Quick Jisung, don’t let it slip out.” You begged.

“Fuck…” he pushed himself back inside you with another moan.

“Fuck me Jisung… fuck me harder…” you cried. Jisung picked up the pace, fucking you hard. “You feel so good, Ji… please don’t ever stop.”

“Never gonna stop…I love you.” He panted, squeezing his eyes closed. You didn’t know if he was aware that those words had slipped out, but you pulled him down on top of you and wrapped your legs around his waist. You wanted his body weight on you and as much sweaty skin to skin contact as possible.

“Only want you, baby. I meant what I said…just now.” He leaned up on his elbows so he could watch your face while he continued to thrust into you. “I’m in love with you.”

He closed his eyes closed again as he chased another climax. “Come with me…plea-”

You walls gripped Jisung like a vice as you came again with an intensity unlike you’d ever felt before. “Come in me again, Jisung…” You begged “I love you too.”

Jisung’s hips stuttered as he released himself deep inside you again. “Fuck….” He cried and collapsed on top of you.

You stayed like that for a while, neither of you wanting to break the bubble of bliss you were basking in. This had been so much better than your fantasies. This was real. This was love.

“Jisung?” You eventually spoke. Jisung propped himself on his elbows again.

“Yeah, baby?” He pushed a strand of hair off your forehead.

“Are you sure you’ll be able to handle the consequences of wearing that cologne everyday?” You smirked.

Jisung grinned. “We’ll have to wait and see, won’t we. I’m willing to take the risk if you are.”

The end.

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[channie-143]

Hi hi hi!

I just wanted to drop in and say hello, and that your Skz text posts are so good and so funny!

Your dividers are also so effing cute😭

You say you made them yourself, yeah?

HOW

I WANNA MAKE CUTE DIVIDERS TOO

Anyways I hope you have the greatest week!!!!!

Love Hannji ♡

Thank you so much 😭😭😭!!!

Your writing is so good so that means a lot!

As for the dividers, the Skzoo ones are the ones I made myself, the rest of the ones I’ve used were free to use ones that I either used as is or made slight edits to, but I use Picsart for them!

I hope you have a great week too!!! 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

[itsseohannbin]

〉Manuka Honey〈

Seungmin Drabble

© itshannjisung, 2024

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Genre: Fluff💕 Smut💋

Established Relationship.

Summary: There was nothing you loved more than spa days with your boyfriend, but he seemed to have other ideas in mind.

Pairing: Idol! Kim Seungmin x Female Reader

Warnings: Swearing. Fluff. Smut. Dry humping. Nipple play. Nipple stimulation. Dirty talk. Soft(ish) Dom Seungmin. Shy reader. Choking. Clitoral stimulation. Unprotected Sex (don't do dis). Multiple orgasms. Reader is referred to as Pup/Puppy. Seungmin calls himself Daddy once. Use of the term Slut (only used once).

Let me know if I missed any!!

Word Count: 2.1k

Enjoy!

"Min, baby, stay still! I’m not even halfway done yet.” you giggled as you reached up to grab ahold of your boyfriend's chin. An adoring smile broke out across Seungmin's face as you forced him to face you again, being careful not to get the golden clay anywhere it wasn’t supposed to be.

“You’re taking too long. It’s already starting to harden on this side,” he complained as he reached up to scratch at his cheek. You smacked his hand away playfully before he could ruin the more than-perfect job you’ve done so far in applying his facemask.

“Do not touch it!” you reminded him for what seemed like the hundredth time since the two of you had started your spa day. “You have to let it dry completely before we wash it off!”

“My face is going to turn to stone by the time you’re done,” he mumbled as he tried to keep still. You were sitting on his lap, your knees resting on each side of his slim waist as you applied his facemask while his hands rested lovingly on your hips.

“Quit being dramatic. It wouldn’t have taken this long if you just sat still and let me apply it.” You let out a sigh as Seungmin pulled his face away from you again, nearly smudging the product all over the fabric of his sweater. 

“It tickles!” he grumbled around a laugh. You were wiping the golden honey substance across his cupid bow slowly and gently, causing a shiver to run down Seungmin’s spine before he twitched. 

You grabbed his chin again, more aggressively this time, and yanked him back to face you once more, your eyebrow raised impatiently.

“Stop. Fidgeting,” you commanded, your voice firm. Seungmin’s big brown eyes stared up into yours, and you were quick to get lost in their depths.

It had been two years since you and Seungmin had begun dating, and you swore, you never failed to melt into a puddle whenever he looked at you the way he was now. Like you were the most important person on the planet; like you were the sun finally peeking through the clouds after a week of rain; like he was lost at sea and you were his Northern Star, always guiding him back home.

You watched as his eyes slightly darkened, a smirk making its way to his lips. His tongue then poked out between that smirk and ran along his bottom lip slowly and seductively. 

“My goodness, Pup, you look so good on top of me,” he whispered as his thumbs dipped beneath the fabric of your (his) t-shirt and traced circles across your hipbones. Instantly, your skin flushed from the heat of his touch, your cheeks growing red and the tips of your ears even redder.

A shy smile made its way onto your face as you bit your lip. Even after all this time, he never failed to make you squirm under his loving gaze or with his dirty words. His smile grew wider as you let out a small, embarrassed laugh and turned to look away from the intense look on his face.

Seungmin then lifted his hand up and grabbed your chin in his hold, much like you had done to him a moment earlier, and turned you back to face him. He was careful not to smudge the still-drying charcoal clay on your face as he leaned in then and gave you a soft, gentle kiss on your lips. His lips were smooth and warm, and you sighed dreamily into his affection.

A couple of seconds later, he pulled away, your chin still in his hold, and he stared up at you with eyes that were now completely glazed over in lust. You could feel him growing hard beneath where you sat, almost perfectly overtop of his crotch.

Seungmin then ever so slightly pressed his hips upwards against you, rubbing his growing boner along the lace fabric of your panties. An involuntary moan left your mouth at the pressure, and Seungmin's smirk returned in full force at your reaction. 

“Look so good on top of me, Puppy. It's driving me wild.” He whispered as his hands then traveled further beneath your clothing, upwards towards your chest. You stilled, staring at him in bliss as he rocked his hips up again and covered your bra-less chest with his big hands. 

With the container of product in one hand, and your fingertips covered in the substance in the other, you couldn't do much else other than allow him to touch you. So you did.

Your mouth partially opened in anticipation as Seungmins' rough, calloused hands moved against your naked breasts, the balls of his palms rubbing deliciously against your hardening nipples as his hips continued to move. He was completely hard now, straining in his sweatpants as he pushed himself against your clothed cunt over and over again. 

“Jesus, Puppy. You make me feel so good,” he groaned quietly as his head then fell to rest against the back of the couch. He rutted his hips against yours continuously, getting lost in the feeling of you soaking his sweats with your essence.

Another string of moans left your mouth as you began to rock yourself against him, loving the pleasure that was building up in your stomach. You leaned down and placed soft kisses against Seungmin's throat, careful not to get your facemask anywhere on his skin. As you did so, you reached your hand out and set the container of product onto the side table and grabbed a tissue to wipe your hands clean, your lips never leaving his skin.

Seungmins fingers lightly traced over your nipples before he pinched both of them between his thumb and pointer fingers, eliciting a curse from your lips.

“Fuck, Seungie,” you groaned at the sensation. Your now-clean hands moved to tangle themselves in his brown locks, allowing you to bring your lips to his and engulf him in a heated kiss. Your hips picked up their movements as you clung to him, desperate to reach the release he was slowly edging you towards. 

One of his hands then fell back to your hip while the other continued to work your hardened bud. His hold on you tightened and he pushed your body further down into him, nearly making the tip of his dick enter you through the fabric of clothing separating your bodies. He moaned and slipped his tongue into your mouth while his hand suddenly dropped from your breast and found purchase directly onto the thin cloth covering your throbbing clit. 

“Fuck.” you cried into his open mouth as he began circling the precious nub with his thumb. You threw your head back as you rode him, crying in absolute pleasure while Seungmin continued his slow assault on your body. He was smiling mischievously up at you now, adoring you in every way possible.

“That feel good, Pup?” he teased before bringing your mouth back to his.

You could only nod as your eyebrows drew together in delight, your eyes closed and mouth hanging open while his movements gradually became quicker, both in his hands and his hips. Seungmin took the opportunity to then lick himself erotically into your mouth, catching your tongue on his in a battle for dominance. Before you knew it, you were cumming hard, soaking your panties and flooding his lap with your juices. 

You barely had the time to come down from your high before Seungmin’s hands were on your hips again, lifting you only high enough off his lap for him to undo his sweats and pull them down to his thighs, his boxers following.

“Shit, I need to be inside you,” he murmured, pulling your panties to the side and running his fingers through your wetness. 

Then, in one, swift motion, he was entering you, stretching you open with his long, slender cock. You let out a cry as he bottomed out immediately, the pleasure and oversensitivity from your orgasm making you feel all the better. 

“Oh my god, Min.” you breathed as you felt him poke and prod at that squishy part deep inside you that always had you begging for more. “You're so deep, I can feel you in my fuckin’ guts.” you cried.

That seemed to egg your boyfriend on, and in the blink of an eye, Seungmin had lifted you from his lap and pinned you down to the couch beneath him, a low growl erupting from his throat. He kicked his pants off and skillfully got your shirt over your head without smearing the hardening clay that still sat on your face. His one leg was then rooted to the rug on the floor, stabilizing him, while the other dug into the cushions, his dick still sitting perfectly inside your wet cunt. 

“Fuck, Pup, you always know just what to say to get me going, don’t you? You filthy little thing.” he doted, staring into your eyes with a look of love so intense it nearly made you cry. His one hand squeezed your waist in a bruising grip, while the other landed delicately along your throat, flexing lightly as he began to rock his hips into you. 

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as Seungmin then fucked you like it was his last day alive. Your legs automatically wrapped themselves around his slender waist, the heels of your feet pushing against the soft skin of his ass to drive him deeper and deeper into you until you felt like he was ripping you in half.

“Fucking Christ, Puppy, you’re taking me so good.” He praised around a moan as he rocked himself against you. You watched in awe as he threw his head back and let out a slow smile, the pleasure slowly spreading up his spine as you clenched around him tighter and tighter. 

“So good for you, Seung. ‘lways so good for you,” you cried, your hands coming up to play with your nipples. You pinched them simultaneously, much like he had done a mere moments before, and cried out in bliss. Seungmin's head then lifted and he watched you play with yourself, causing his grip on your throat to tighten even more. 

“That's it, Pup. Touch yourself for me,” he growled ravenously. “Show me how you pleasure yourself while Daddy is away.”

You pinched your nipples again, your back arching off the bed as Seungmin squeezed your throat tighter and tighter. You were only able to breathe in small, short increments now, the edges of your vision growing hazy, and Seungmin’s movements picked up their pace. His hips rocked into yours so hard your head was continuously smacking against the arm of the couch, but neither one of you cared, too caught up in your own bliss to stop.

“I’m gonna’ fucking cum soon, Puppy,” Seungmin warned, his thrusts faltering as he watched you nearly slip away into unconsciousness. You looked like a goddess beneath him, begging him to fuck you harder, deeper. Your eyes had begun to roll to the back of your head, and only when they closed completely, nearly passing out from the pressure of his fingers around your throat and the pleasure between your legs did he release you.

Air filled your lungs and nostrils like a tsunami, only heightening your pleasure until you were clenching around his cock once more, crying loudly as you came for the second time, him following closely behind.

“That’s my good little slut.” Seungmin moaned as he emptied himself inside you, his cock twitching while he watched your eyes close in bliss. Your breathing was hard and your mind was still foggy from the way he had choked you, and he felt a surge of pride shoot through his system.

 He kept his hips pressed tightly against yours as he leaned down to plant a soft kiss on the top of your head. He then lowered himself onto his elbows, brushing flyaway hairs from your face. Thankfully, the facemasks had completely hardened by now, so he was able to rest his forehead lovingly against yours without the fear of messing them up.

“I fucking love you,” he whispered, licking into your mouth again. You could feel him already growing hard inside of you, and your only response was to lift your hips and grind against him. 

"'mm love you too." you babbled, your arms wrapping themselves around his neck to hold him close.

“Let’s get washed up then, yeah?” he then asked, tilting his head to the side as he gazed at you. “I wanna’ make you cum again, but this time, all across my fucking tongue.”

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[itsseohannbin]

〉 Romance On The Rocks 〈

Changbin Drabble

© itshannjisung, 2024

♡ itsseohannbins masterlist ♡

Genre: Smut. Fluff.

Summary: if there's anything Changbin loves more than fucking you senseless, it's making love ♡

Pairing: Idol! Seo Changbin x Female Reader

Warnings: Smut. All porn, not plot. Fingering. Soft Dom Binnie. Big Dick Binnie. Multiple Orgasms. Love-making. Slight breeding kink. Slight praise kink. Mentions of choking. Super fluffy.

Word Count: 1.9k

Enjoy!

"Bin-B-Binnie." a long, desperate whine left your mouth in the form of your boyfriend's name, causing a smirk to spread across his handsome face. Your fingernails dug impossibly deeper into the muscles of his large biceps, hard enough to leave half-moon indents across his flawless skin. "Binnie, p-p-please."

Changbin currently had two fingers knuckle deep inside of you, moving them at a snail's pace as he watched your face twist and contort from pleasure to pure bliss. His gaze was locked onto yours, those dark iris' even darker from the lust that was shooting through his veins while he watched you. He was mocking the pout you currently had resting on your lips.

"What's wrong, Darling?" he drawled out in a teasing tone, his fingers continuing to slowly inch in and out of your tight, wet pussy.

Another desperate cry slipped past your lips, leaving his cock hard and swollen. He loved seeing you all hot and desperate for him.

"Binnie, please." you moaned as Changbin then slowly curled his fingers upwards, the pads of his fingers pushing against your cervix delicately. "I ne-need you." Your hips jolted upwards, aching for more.

Changbin smirked down at you before leaning in and planting a soft kiss against the corner of your mouth.

"I know, Darling. I know. I want you too, believe me. But I gotta' prep you first or I'm not going to fit, okay? I don't want to hurt you, baby."

Another cry left your mouth at his words. He'd been teasing you for what felt like an eternity now, but you knew he was right. If he could barely keep you open enough to take his two fingers, there was no way you were going to be able to take his cock.

Contrary to popular belief, Changbin was big. Mostly in girth, but he had some length to him too, enough to allow the tip of his pretty dick to always brush your cervix in the sweetest of ways.

Changbin dropped his head into your neck and began sucking softly on the skin below your ear, causing another moan to erupt from your chest.

God, you needed him so badly. You couldn't remember the last time you were this fucking horny.

"Binnie," you whimpered as he paused his fingers movements momentarily to drag his thumb across your sensitive clit. "Binnie, please."

He removed his head from the crevice of your neck and peppered small kisses down your chest until he was level with your breasts. He left a delicate kiss on your hardening nipple before swirling his tongue around it once, causing you to buck your hips up into his touch.

"Soon, Darling. Just a couple more minutes, I promise." he cooed before his tongue shot out and ran along your bud a second time. "You can take it. I know you can."

You squeezed your eyes shut a moment later when Changbin then added another finger into your tight, wet cunt, a scream threatening to release itself from your chest. You knew Bangchan was home, probably working tirelessly at the kitchen table, but you didn't want to risk him hearing the two of you, so you tried to keep your noises low.

Although, with the way Changbin was stretching you open with his fingers, it was damn near impossible to keep the sounds inside. Changbin wished you wouldn't hold back, wished you let them all out as they came. He loved hearing you scream for him, but he also didn't want to traumatize Bangchan for the second time this week.

Changbin lowered his head again and took your nipple into his mouth a second time, his tongue swirling around the bud twice more before flicking it slowly. Everything he did was slow and sensual, and it was beginning to drive you insane.

You just wanted him inside you. You wanted him to absolutely destroy your insides the way he had done a mere few days ago while you watched him in the mirror he fucked you against, but he insisted he wanted to go slow tonight.

He didn't want you hurting any more than you already were throughout the week after the last round you guys had.

He wanted to take his time.

He wanted to make love to you.

"Binnie, oh my god." you gasped out as he pushed his fingers deeper inside of you, his thumb resuming attention on your clit. The overstimulation of his fingers, his thumb, and his tongue on your breast had you clenching around him, your climax growing closer and closer with each pump of his digits.

A blissful smile then made its way onto your face, your eyes closing in pleasure as the familiar sensation in your tummy spilled over the edge, and suddenly, your body tensed up as the white-hot wave came crashing into you. But then, all of a sudden, there was nothing.

Binnie pulled his fingers out at the last second, stopping your orgasm dead in its tracks. An involuntary whimper left your mouth at the sudden loss of contact and tears escaped your eyes unexpectedly as your orgasm was ripped away from you.

Before you could even open your eyes and beg your boyfriend to put his fingers back in, his cock was breaching your entrance. You didn't even realize he had taken his sweats off.

Despite the prep he'd been giving you for the last twenty minutes or so, his cock still stretched you so much you felt like you were being ripped in half. Slow and sturdy he pushed inside of you, his finger tilting your chin up so he could look into your eyes lovingly as he did so.

"There you go. Atta' girl." he whispered softly as he worked his way to bottoming out inside you. "Biiiiiig stretch, hmm?"

Your eyes widened at his unsuspecting words, and before you could even process what the fuck was happening, you were clenching around his cock, cumming hard. Never before had you been hit with such intensity by his words alone. It was overwhelming, and you felt like you couldn't breathe as the blinding, white-hot pleasure took over, causing you to coat him in your juices.

Changbin's eyes widened in surprise, a proud look on his face.

"Oh my gosh, Darling. Did you cum all over my cock already?" he doted as he began to move, his hips immediately falling into an agonizingly slow pace. The action only overstimulated you, the pleasure of your high was building up again quickly.

You only nodded in response, tears falling down your cheeks as you tried to catch your breath. Changbin lowered himself so the two of you were now chest to chest, his hands coming up to wipe the tears off your cheeks before he kissed you on the nose.

"You wanted it that bad, huh? Binnie's baby loves Binnie's cock, don't you?" he asked as he wiped strands of hair away from your sweaty forehead. You nodded again, wrapping your arms around his biceps and holding onto him.

"Yes." The word was barely audible, but Changbin heard it loud and clear. He leaned down and kissed you softly on the lips as his fingers intertwined with yours, resting them on either side of your head.

"Of course you do. That's why you're so good for me - Ah fuck, your pussy is so good. Feels fucking incredible baby."

His hips then picked up their pace as you stretched out for him, allowing him to snap into you the way he knew you always liked. But this time, he didn't wrap his large hands around your throat like you normally begged him to do.

Instead, he folded both of your wrists into one of his large hands and held them above your head as his lips latched onto yours. His tongue immediately pushed into your mouth, battling against yours. A string of moans and curse words fell from Changbins mouth into yours as his dick slid in and out of you. You felt so goddamn good he could cry.

His free hand then traversed the expanse of your body, his fingertips tracing your curves softly before he curled his palm underneath your knee and hooked your leg around his waist, allowing him to press himself even deeper.

With all sense of control out the window, you let out a loud moan into Changbin's mouth, instinctively wrapping your other leg around him until you were clinging to him for dear life.

The tip of his dick was now just barely brushing your cervix, making you shiver in delight as another orgasm began to build inside of you. Your hands were still trapped in his grip above your head, and Changbin's free hand was now grabbing and squeezing your ass desperately as he chased his own high.

"God, I love you so much, y/n." he whispered as he pulled himself away from your lips and nuzzled his face back into your neck. He planted a soft kiss beneath your jaw before he took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of you. "Gonna' marry you one day, I swear."

At his own words, his hips picked up speed and he began slamming into you so hard you felt yourself moving up the bed. Changbin was quick to release your hands and curled his arms underneath your figure. His hands slid up your back until they gripped onto your shoulders, where he held you still so he could fuck you harder.

"Holy fuck, Binnie. I'm gonna' cum again." you cried as you wrapped your now free arms around his neck and pulled his face back down to yours. You sucked his bottom lip into your mouth and rocked your hips upwards to meet his, causing a groan to leave him. The sound was borderline pornographic, and before you knew it, another orgasm washed over you just as hard as the first one had.

"Holy shit, Binnie. I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming." you cried out, no longer caring if Bangchan heard you guys or not.

"That's a good girl," Binnie praised. "I'm right behind you sweetheart."

Changbin squeezed his eyes shut, and less than a moment later, hot strings of cum were spilling inside of you, painting your walls white and filling you up. A long, loud whine slipped past his lips as he continued to rock his hips forward, overstimulating himself to the point where he felt like he was going to pass out.

“Holy shit, Darling,” he whispered as his hips eventually slowed to a stop. “Fuck, that was incredible.”

He lifted his head from where it was shoved into your neck and took you in.

And Hell, you were a sight.

Your fucked out expression, your hair sprawled out across the pillow beneath you, sweat sticking to your forehead and cheeks. He swore, you never looked more beautiful than in that moment.

“I’m gonna’ fucking marry you one day, Darling.” he blurted as he curled a loose strand of hair behind your ear. You let out a giggle, trying to ignore the way your cheeks began to heat up at his words.

“Yeah?” you grinned.

The smile you sent back up to him instantly made him hard again.

“Absolutely,” he responded before curling his arms around your waist and flipping the two of you over so you were straddling him. He pulled you down to his chest, his cock still stuffed inside of you, and planted a kiss on your temple.

“I’m gonna’ marry you and stuff this pussy so full every goddamn day that it’ll be impossible to not have my babies,” he spoke. You could feel him growing hard again inside you despite the loads of cum that was spilling out of your hole, pooling in the curls of hair that sat around his cock.

“Oh, you think so, hey?” you teased as you rested your chin on his hard chest and smiled up at him. Changbin quirked his brow, his hands running aimlessly up and down your back.

"Oh, I know so sweetheart." he chided back before stretching his neck up to kiss you on the forehead. "This sweet little cunt is the only one for me."

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→ Hannji Update! ←

Hello everyone!!!!

I hope everyone is doing well, staying safe, and taking care of themselves!

I'm just popping in to say hello and to let you all know I'm still here, so...

hello, I'm here!!!!

Quick update on my injury situation...

⋗ The finger I sliced and nearly needed stitches for is in the final stages of healing, thank god, and I no longer need to wrap it in 24 layers of gauze and adhesive to keep it protected, so that's good.

⋗ My thumb sprain is healing nicely, and even though I slipped on a patch of ice last weekend and sprained my wrist on the same side, that is also healing well. It's safe to say I can (finally) type/use my keyboard without a wrist brace and without having to ice my hand every 5 minutes from the pain.

Soooooo, with that being said, I am slowly hopping back into writing and getting fics done and posted for you all, though it still may be slow while I push through these next few days of the healing process (I do not want to suddenly make the sprain worse from using it too much, so I'm writing in short increments).

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In addition to getting back into writing the fics/drabbles I've previously mentioned in earlier posts, I am excited to announce that I'm working on a brand-new novel that I've conjured up and been planning/plotting for a month or so now...

The last novel I was writing I ended up scrapping most of as the target audience wasn't of interest to me anymore, so finally finding the inspiration and ideas for something new and exciting in a whole new genre has re-sparked something in me and I'll be putting a lot of my efforts into writing that alongside all the drabbles/fics I have planned, so please be patient. it's going to be a busy spring :D

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As usual, my requests are closed until further notice, so I will not be taking any suggestions or requests any time soon, but please, feel free to continue sending me your hard/soft thoughts, as I do absolutely love diving into Delulu-ville with you guys <3

I appreciate and adore all of you so so much, and I can't wait for you all to see what's in store!!

Hope everyone has a fantastic start to their week!

All my love,

Hannji ♡

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What's new in Hannji-town?!

Soooo, I decided to indulge myself (& my never-ending obsession with my first mini series LAV) and add a brand new, never-been-read before part to Like A Volcano!! As sad as I was to lose my entire blog, I'm happy I've been given the opportunity to go back and make changes and add scenes I've been wanting to add since I first originally posted it. I'm going to hopefully start that tonight, so keep an eye out for the next part!

I am also going to be posting The L Word later tonight when I am home, and if you haven't seen my Masterlist yet, just know that The L Word is actually going to be turned into a small Drabble series where each member will have their own lil fic on their first 'I love you' with reader and I'm very excited for it all!

Additionally, I am working on a special commission for one of my Pookies @bethanysnow, and I'm very excited to share it with you all. It's kind of like a Modern-Day Cinderella with !SurpriseMember! x Plus-sized Reader. I've been having so SO much fun bouncing around ideas with her and creating a fic that's very personal and very special and very dear to my heart with someone so incredible and cool. So please watch out for that, as it should be coming out fairly soon.

I am also working on the current pieces of work...

- Like A Volcano Part 4/5/6/??

- A 'Facemask Fiasco' Seungmin Drabble that's cute and fluffy and a little smutty too

- Connected (BC x Reader Spinoff of LAV)

- Waiting For Us (LK x Reader Spinoff of LAV)

- The Blackened Heart (Pirate Thief Jisung x Pirate Skz BFF x Reader). PLEASE NOTE this series is on hold and will not be reposted until LAV is finished!!!

Again, thank you all so much for your patience and support while I try to rebuild the infamous its-hannjisung blog. You guys have been amazing and I appreciate every single one of you so so SO much.

See you guys soon for the next post!!

Lots of love,

Hannji ♡

[itsseohannbin]

Despite all of you wanting different things posted today (yesterday aha oops), I'm just gonna post two things today.

Part Two of Like A Volcano, bc I desperately want to get the mini series back out and finished

and

Romance On The Rocks, bc it's a personal fav 😊

Hope you PookieWookieBears enjoy!

Hannji ♡

[itsseohannbin]

• Like A Volcano Masterlist •

Han Jisung Mini Series

© itshannjisung, 2024

♡ itsseohannbins masterlist ♡

Repost Date: January 20, 2024

Genre: Fluff 💕. Angst⚡️. Crack💥. Eventual Smut💋.

Bestfriends to Lovers Trope

Summary: being best friends with the kings of kpop always has its ups and downs, and when you're offered a spot on the next European-American book tour to promote the publishing of your new book, there's one kpop king in particular who just doesn't want you to go.

Pairing: Idol!Han Jisung x Female Reader x Bestfriend Skz

** Includes two of my own original female characters, both whom are romantically involved with two of the members. Chan x Jo / Minho x Ash **

Warnings: fluff. angst. eventual smut. swearing. sexual innuendos. use of alcohol. use of marijuana. instances of toxic relationships. instances of domestic abuse. fluffy ending. LOTS OF CRYING?

-each part will have its own warnings-

A/N: Hello everybody!! As you can probably tell by now, my old blog, its-hannjisung, was accidentally completely deleted, and I am now in the process of re-uploading all of my work under my new copyright handle © itshannjisung. I have decided to create an official masterlist for Like A Volcano, just because it was something I've been wanting to do for a while now and never got around to it. I'm unsure whether or not I'm going to re-edit LAV and add all the ideas I wanted to add previously now that I have the option to do so, but I'll be sure to let you guys know if I do or not. Feel free to read this mini series again if you want, but there's no pressure if you already have :)

↳ Part One:

↳ Part Two:

↳ Part Three:

↳ Part Four:

↳ Part Five:

↳ Part Six:

↳ Bonus Chapter

Taglist Closed: @sungshineworld @collisvng @ihrtlix @queen-in-the-shadows @cassidymb121

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〉Get On My Level, Bitch〈

Jisung Drabble

A lil something for my gamer girlies

© itshannjisung, 2024

♡ itsseohannbins masterlist ♡

Genre: Fluff. Crack.

Established Relationship.

Summary: After losing one too many rounds of Hyungs vs Maknaes in Call Of Duty, Jisung enlists help from his gamer girlfriend, who teaches him how to win and impresses his friends as she does so.

Pairing: Idol! Han Jisung x Female Reader

Warnings: Fluff. Crack. Swearing. Soft boi Han Jisung. Gamer Skz. Nerdy Skz. Lots of gaming terms are used. Gun and knife use (in-game). mentions of the boys being shot (obvi in game). Reader is older than Jisung, Hyunjin, and Changbin. suggestive towards the end.

** Members' clan tags/gamer tags are also used.

Word Count: 4k lol fuck

Inspired by a dream I had of exactly this, so this was completely self-indulgent LOL

Enjoy!

Waking up to an empty bed on a shared day off was extremely unusual for you. Typically, when you and your boyfriend had the same days off, you'd both lounge in bed together well into the afternoon, just relaxing and enjoying each other's company. You'd usually be starfished out across the mattress reading Webtoons on your phone, while Jisung would be cuddled up between your legs, his back against your mid-section while he watched an anime on his laptop.

So, when you woke up to nothing but emptiness beside you one random Thursday morning, you were more than a little concerned. That was until you heard the faint sound of Jisung cursing aggressively coming from two rooms over.

A smile spread across your face almost immediately as you pulled yourself out of bed and wrapped one of Jisung's oversized hoodies around you. It had been a long time since he had stepped foot inside the game room.

With one comeback finishing and another one right around the corner, you haven't seen any of the guys online at all lately. They must've finally all gotten a couple days off together because Jisung never went online unless all of them did.

You were anxious to see what game they were playing, and admittedly, excited for the possibility of a gaming day with your boyfriend. Sure, lounging in bed all day with take-out and anime was the perfect way to spend time together, but you'd be lying if you said you didn't miss the days' pre-5-star comeback where the two of you would be in front of your computers for hours on end.

You grabbed your phone and slipped on a pair of comfy slippers before tiptoeing out of the room, giggling quietly to yourself as you listened to Jisung's annoyed words sounding all the way from down the hall.

"Yah! Quit camping and come face me like a man, Hyung!" Something akin to a laugh and a groan of frustration left Jisung's mouth shortly before a loud "Fuck!" echoed off the walls.

"Lino-hyung, you're so fucking dead!"

Once you reached the door to the game room where you and Jisung had computers set up side by side, you leaned against the door frame and watched him silently in admiration. Jisung sat in his big black leather chair, the RGB lights in the computer tower the only source of light in the room as they flashed different shades of red against the stark white walls.

His back was to you, his big chunky headphones covering both of his ears and his microphone stand that he got from Felix that previous holiday season was sitting way too close to his mouth. You had to suppress a laugh when his lips grazed the metal mesh of the mic so hard you could hear Changbin yelling through the headset for Jisung to stop eating it.

He was a rapper through and through on and off stage. You made a mental note to pick him up a foam microphone cover to help keep his teeth from grazing the material, and more importantly, help prevent Changbin from killing Jisung altogether.

"Top right, top right, top right," he then spoke quickly, his shoulders tensing up for a moment before relaxing again. "Nice one Seung. Good coms." he then praised.

You watched him for a couple more minutes before stepping into the room and coming up behind him. You were careful not to startle him while he was so clearly focused on his game, your hands lightly resting on his shoulders so he knew you were there.

"They're rushing B, they're rushing B, they're rushing B! Oh, hi Baby!" Jisung turned his head for a moment to beam up at you adorably with those large, brown eyes and full cheeks. He grinned and kissed the back of your hand quickly before he went back to focusing on the screen in front of him.

"Fuck, I died. Sorry. Innie behind you!"

Your eyes immediately became glued to the computer screen as he called for Jeongin again, another smile making its way to your face. They were playing Call of Duty, your current favorite game to play, and you had a sudden urge to sit down next to him at your own computer and join.

During the weeks leading up to the release of 5-Star, you spent a lot of your free time online playing the game with your own friends while Jisung and the boys prepared for their comeback. Jisung knew you loved to game, he loved that you did, but he didn't know just how good you had gotten at it in the hours you spent home alone while he was away.

You genuinely did love the game, as the franchise itself was one you played throughout your years growing up, but you mostly wanted to show off to Jisung and the rest of the guys. They would always tease you for playing 'girly' games, like Stardew Valley or Animal Crossing, and even occasionally, The Sims 4, so you were determined to improve your FPS skills and impress them.

"Fuck, how did you even see me there Binnie-hyung?" Jisung whined as you watched his screen go grey. He pressed a button on his RGB keyboard and quickly brought up the scoreboard to see how he was doing, and you saw that they were playing a 4v4 match. Hyungs vs Maknaes.

This wasn't going to end well.

When it was the older four versus the younger four, it never did.

"Aha, get on my level, bitch." Changbin taunted in response.

You felt Jisung's shoulders tense under your touch when the game ended a second later, his death being the final kill. He hit the top of the desk with his fist lightly in annoyance at his comical and unfortunate death before a laugh left his throat.

"Don't look at that guys!" he begged as the 'Final Kill' camera replayed across the screen. His hands went up to cover his face in embarrassment. "Please! I'm so embarrassed!"

You couldn't tell if the sound that left his throat a second later was a cry or a laugh, but you assumed the latter as you watched the Kill Cam show his character flying back into the match on a parachute. Changbin had seen him clear as day and sniped him right out of the sky, leaving Jisung's character to fall dramatically to the ground.

You could hear the hoots of laughter coming through the headset from the rest of the guys, his teammates included, and it made a laugh of your own escape your mouth before you could stop it. Jisung turned to look at you with squinted eyes, a playful grin on his face as he gaped at you in mock betrayal.

"Baby!" he cried as he watched your shoulders shake with the force of your laughter. "You're supposed to be on my side!" he feigned offense.

"I'm sorry Sungie," you giggled as you squeezed his shoulders reassuringly and planted a soft kiss onto his messy bedhead. Jisung sent you a playful pout before he turned back around. "You're just too cute for words."

Jisung scoffed and returned your affection, planting another kiss on your hand as the final scoreboard flashed onto the screen. Interested to see how everyone played, you leaned in to take a look at everyone's scores.

Hyungs (4/4) Score: 100

[3Racha] DaddyDwaekki99; Kills:37 Deaths:9

[3Racha] xCB97x; Kills:30 Deaths:15

[SKZOO] Butt-Hunter0325; Kills:25 Deaths:18

[SKZOO] Jin&Tonic00; Kills:8 Deaths:24

Maknaes (4/4) Score: 66

[SKZOO] BrownieBoiT_T; Kills:29 Deaths:12

[SKZOO] Nimgnues148; Kills:20 Deaths:27

[SKZOO] XxMAKNA3.0N.T0PxX; Kills:13 Deaths:27

[3Racha] QuokkaPrince; Kills:4 Deaths:34

"Are you serious? How the hell did I do worse than Hyune?" Jisung grumbled as he looked at the scores, his face falling to one of disappointment. You could hear Bangchan cackling light-heartedly through the headset.

You let your hands then slide down Jisung's broad chest and hugged him tightly against you in an attempt to cheer him up. You kissed the top of his head again before resting your chin on it.

"Hey, I think you did good." you voiced. Jisung's hand came up to rub your arm in appreciation, though he was still frowning to himself.

"You're supposed to say that," he mumbled. "You're my girlfriend."

You just smiled down at him and leaned over to plant a kiss on his cheek. Jisung then lightly tapped his microphone to mute it before he reached up to cup your face, bringing your lips back to his for a gentle kiss. You smiled against his mouth before pulling away.

He tasted like coffee.

"Good morning, Jagi. Did you sleep well?" he asked now that he finally had a moment to talk with the game being over. You nodded and pressed a firm kiss to his exposed forehead, causing him to smile up at you.

"I slept perfectly," you answered with an adoring smile as you brushed some hair out of his face. Jisung craned his head back and puckered his lips once more, silently asking for another kiss, which you happily obliged.

His lips were slightly chapped and dry, probably from all the talking he'd been doing and lack of hydration, but they still felt warm against yours. You felt a shiver run down your spine when his tongue found yours a moment later, your body tingling with pleasure the way it always did when kissing him, even after all these years together.

"Did you eat?" you asked after his lips pulled away from you. The guys were busy upgrading their guns and changing their specs, so you had a little bit of alone time with Jisung before he was called back for another round.

"Mhmm., Jisung hummed as he swiveled his chair around and pulled you into his lap. He planted a kiss on your cheek and wrapped his arms lovingly around your waist before nuzzling his face into your neck. He loved physical touch with you, and he'd eat it up every chance he got. "I sure did. Just had some eggs and toast. There's coffee left if you want any."

"Thanks, Baby." you grinned down at him as you wrapped one arm around his neck and pulled him impossibly closer to you. His lips found purchase on the skin of your throat where he began peppering small pecks of love all over. "I'm really happy to see you back in here finally. You guys have all been working really hard lately and you all deserve time off to relax and have fun."

"There's a double XP event happening this week so we're trying to all get upgraded before we have to go back to work," he explained. You hummed in response, content with the affection he was currently giving you in between words. Jisung then pulled away, giving you an anxious look.

"Is it okay if I spend a couple of hours gaming with them? We can go watch some shows if you want to instead, I don-" You cut him off abruptly with a shake of your head and a hand over his mouth. Jisung peered up at you with wide eyes, waiting nervously for your response.

"Sungie, baby, if you want to spend the day gaming with the guys, I'm all for it. I promise," you assured him with a quick kiss to his nose. "I was actually thinking of joining you, honestly. It's been a long time since we had a gaming day."

You moved your hands to tangle in the wisps of hair that sat at the nape of his neck, toying aimlessly with the freshly-dyed strands of dark brown.

"Yeah?" he asked with a smirk. "You gonna' play some Stardew or something?"

You grinned down at him shyly.

"Actually, I was going to ask if I could try a round of Call of Duty with you guys. Would you teach me?"

Jisung's eyebrows disappeared behind his hair as he looked at you in shock. His mouth fell open slightly as if he couldn't believe his ears before it broke out into the most adorable smile you've ever seen.

"You want me to teach you how to play?" he asked, excitement already causing him to vibrate in his seat. He'd been waiting for the day for you to ask him to teach you how to play all his favorite games, even though there weren't a lot of them. He was absolutely ecstatic at your inquiry, he could barely mask it as he jumped happily.

"Of course, I will teach you, Baby!" he squealed when you nodded. "I'm not very good myself, but we can do a one-on-one match so you can get used to the controls without being overwhelmed."

The excitement and happiness on his soft features almost made you blow your cover. He was so cute when he got excited over little things like this. It made you fall impossibly more in love with him.

You shook your head quickly before he could even finish his sentence, causing confusion to glaze over in his stare.

"I want to play with the guys. Right now. I want the next round," you claimed as you shifted on his lap, turning around to take the mouse in your hand. Your other hand landed on the keyboard and your fingers twitched with anticipation. They fell perfectly into place and you hoped to god Jisung didn't notice.

Jisung was taken by surprise at your eagerness, but he just laughed and wrapped his arm around you and went to unmute the mic before you grabbed ahold of his wrist and stopped him.

"Don't tell the guys I'm playing. I want to surprise them," you insisted. Jisung raised an eyebrow at you.

"Surprise them how?" he asked slowly, his eyes suspicious yet amused. You beamed back and kissed him on the nose once more.

"I'm going to win this round for you. That'll stop them from teasing you so much." You could hear the guys shit-talking each other through the headset Jisung had looped around his neck when you initially sat down. It was all in good fun, obviously, but they were making a lot of digs at Jisung, which only made you more determined to bring home a win for Ji and the Maknaes.

Jisung gave you a skeptical look, biting his lower lip in uncertainty when he realized how serious you were.

"Have you played this game before?" he questioned. You shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly.

"Once or twice while you were at work." you fibbed, hoping he didn't catch onto your lie the way he always did with you.

"Alright, but if you fuck up my K-D ratio, I'm gon' be really upset." he teased. He sat himself up straighter so he could lean his chin on your shoulder and watch. You rolled your eyes at him and let out a snarky remark, to which he laughed.

"Can't fuck it up more than it already is."

"Har har, very funny."

Jisung hooked his headset back onto one ear, allowing you to listen in on the conversation as well. You took the time to make yourself your own custom gun class, one that you were used to and had been using for months prior, but you tried to act clueless as you put it together.

So far, so good.

Jisung, and the rest of the guys for that matter, had no clue what was coming for them.

"Alright, so move your character using the WASD keys." Jisung lightly pushed the hand on the keyboard out of his way and demonstrated for you. "Space is jump and 'R' is reload. Use the middle button on the mouse-" he quickly moved his other hand to hover over yours, demonstrating again. "to use your lethal equipment, and the '1' key to switch to your tactical equipment."

You nodded along, playing dumb as you repeated his actions.

"The left mouse button is how you fire your weapon, while the right mouse button is used to aim down sight. 'E' is used to interact with shit around the world, and 'M' will bring up your map." he continued on without hesitation, waiting for you to nod in understanding before moving on to the next. "You can crouch and slide by pressing the 'C' key, or you can lay down by holding it. Cool?"

You nodded again, biting your lower lip to stop a laugh from escaping your throat as his vague instructions. Jisung misunderstood your action and began rubbing his hands up and down your arms reassuringly.

"It's okay, Baby. Don't be nervous. You got this. I'll be your eyes and ears, okay?"

After going over the rest of the controls, all of which you already knew and more, Jisung unmuted his mic and hopped back into the conversation the guys were having about the upcoming album due to come out in the next couple of months.

His hands were now resting on your hips reassuringly while he talked with the guys, acting as if he was playing, and you felt yourself getting jittery from the anticipation that tore through you when the countdown finally began.

When the clock hit zero and all players were free to move, you quickly worked your way around the familiar map and went directly to your favorite vantage point, perfect for sniping off of. Jisung snorted to himself when he saw your character pull out the sniper rifle you customized.

"Good luck, Sweetheart. Binnie-hyung is a sniper king," he mumbled quietly enough for only you to hear. You shook your head.

"Not for long," you whispered back.

Felix's voice came barreling through the headset suddenly, causing you to jump as adrenaline pumped through your veins. You loved the rush that came with these FPS games.

"Roof of the red building!" he yelled excitedly. Jisung's finger came up to point out where Binnie's character was sneakily army-crawling across a rooftop in the distance, just like Felix had said. You pulled out your sniper, aimed down your sight, and lined up the shot. In a second, POW! Binnie had died in one swift shot to the head.

"What the fuck?" Changbin laughed in disbelief into his mic, confusion clear in his tone. "Are you using a sniper rifle, Ji?"

You held back a cackle at his words, allowing Jisung to answer with a small laugh of his own, the disbelief in his own voice barely unnoticed. "Yeah, I figured I'd change it up a bit." he offered to his older member. He sounded so casual, but his eyebrows were once again raised in surprise as your lucky shot.

Looking through the scope of your gun, you watched as Changbin's character climbed back onto the same roof moments later and aimed his own rifle in your direction, a flash of light in the distance. You were quick to get up from your crouched position and move away from his field of view, your fingers dancing across the keyboard as you changed position and sniped him again from a different angle.

POW!

Dead again.

Binnie let out a string of curse words as his body rolled dramatically off the roof to the ground below.

"Yah! What the fuck?" he laughed again.

You knew your cover was now blown, so you jumped from the rooftop you were lying across and parachuted down to the ground, running for cover when you heard gunshots going off all around you.

"Ji, behind you!" Jeongin shouted. You twirled your character around and pulled out your secondary weapon, a simple pistol, seeing Lino's character running towards you at full speed with nothing but a knife in his hand.

Typical Lino.

You smirked at his antics and shot him point blank before he could reach you, causing Lino to squeal dramatically like a girl into the mic, which in turn, made you and Jisung both wince at the unusually high pitch of it.

"Nooooo! Dammit!" he laughed.

Jisung gave you a soft high-five at your kill and watched in awe as the game continued.

For fifteen minutes, you sat rock solid in Jisung's lap, your eyes hyper-focused on the screen as you ran across the map, killing off the Hyungs and racking up your team's points. The boys were all shocked at Jisungs 'sudden skill', suspicious of him cheating or hacking the system, but he had lost the ability to defend himself as he was too shocked to even say anything in response.

He muted his mic and was cheering you on, congratulating you on every kill and assist you got. He had chalked it all up to beginner luck, but when you got the game-winning kill, sniping Chan from across the map where he hid almost too perfectly between two barrels, barely in your sights, he knew.

He knew this wasn't your first, second, or even third time playing. Based on the snicker on your face when the scoreboard popped up, deeming you first place on the winning team, he knew you'd been practicing while he was away at work. And while he was envious of your skill and abilities, he was more proud than anything else.

"Okay, Ji, seriously? What the fuck?" How did you get from the bottom of the scoreboard to the top in the span of five rounds?" Felix was in awe. You smiled over at Jisung upon hearing the younger males' question., and before Jisung could answer with some cocky response you knew he'd have, you tapped the mic to unmute it and spoke into it playfully.

"Hi guys," you giggled.

As much as you wanted Jisung to take credit, you couldn't. You worked so hard to impress these guys and you didn't want to pass up the opportunity to prove them wrong with their teasing.

"Holy shit, Y/n?" Hyunjin chuckled in disbelief. "Was that you playing the entire round?"

"The one and only," you confirmed with a smirk.

"Fuck, I want you on my team next time. You snipe better than I do." Changbin spoke next. You shook your head and tsked at him.

"Sorry Binnie, no can do."

"Why not?" Hyunjin then added. "You're technically mine and Changbin-hyungs Noona, so you're playing on the wrong team!" You could practically hear his frown through the speaker of Jisung's headphones.

"Sorry guys. I play for Jisung and Jisung only."

Seungmin scoffed playfully at your words.

"You're a fucking simp." he joked. You laughed alongside everyone else before hitting them with the final blow.

"Looks like you guys are just going to have to, what is it that Binnie said last round? Get on my level, bitch." you mocked.

The guys all burst out into laughter at your impression, Binnie included.

While the guys went on to boast about your incredible win, Jisung muted the microphone once more and nuzzled his face back into your neck lovingly.

"You're a little shit," he teased, his nose tracing the shape of your ear. A shiver ran up your spine as his hot breath fanned across your throat.

"What did I do?" you asked innocently as you tilted your head to the side, allowing him to trace his nose along your neck before plating a teasing kiss below your jaw. He squeezed your hips and nibbled your skin gently as he laughed at your innocent tone.

"You've been playing this a lot, haven't you?" he questioned before biting your neck again and sucking the skin into his mouth. You sensed he was punishing you for playing him so well, but you didn't mind. You loved the feeling of his mouth on your skin.

"Every day while you're at work." you breathed out. "Gotta' learn how to put the boys in their place for teasing you so much. Gotta protect my baby." you then cooed.

Jisung's hands trailed up your sides again, sliding underneath the fabric of his sweater. His touch on your skin felt electric as his mouth teased your earlobe, his hands traveling further up your torso.

The bulge in his pants that he was rutting against you was growing harder with each passing second. Leave it to Jisung to get turned on by something as simple as you knowing how to game.

"Fuck," he whispered in an adoring tone. "I really hit the fucking jackpot with you, Jagi."

Hannjis Pookie Wookie Bears 🐻: @moonlightndaydreams @noellllslut @bethanysnow @channieandhisgoonsquad @queenmea604 @newhope8

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Masterlist

♡ Hannji's Taglist ♡

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; 💕 Fluff ; ⚡️ Angst ; 💋 Smut ; 💥 Crack ;

Mini Series:

♢ Bang Chan - Connected 💕⚡️💋💥

♢ Bang Chan - Sweetest Sound 💕⚡️

♢ Lee Minho - Waiting For Us 💕⚡️💋💥

♢ Seo Changbin -

♢ Hwang Hyunjin -

♢ Han Jisung - Like A Volcano 💕⚡️💋💥

♢ Han Jisung - The Blackened Heart ⚡️💋 ☠️

♢ Lee Felix -

♢ Kim Seungmin -

♢ Yang Jeongin -

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OT8 Drabbles:

The L Word:

✧ Bang Chan 💕

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Drabbles:

☼ Seo Changbin - Romance On The Rocks 💕💋

☼ Han Jisung - Get On My Level, Bitch 💕💥

☼ Kim Seungmin - Manuka Honey 💕💋

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Fake Text Posts:

❀ OT8! Confessions w/ SKZ; Hyung Line | Maknae Line

❀ Random Texts w/ Bff!Bang Chan

❀ Random Texts w/ Bff!Lee Know

❀ Random Texts w/ Bff!Changbin

❀ Random Texts w/ Bff!Hyunjin

❀ Random Texts w/ Bff!Jisung

❀ Random Texts w/ Bff!Felix 💕💥

❀ Random Texts w/ Bff!Seungmin

❀ Random Texts w/ Bff!Jeongin

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Hard/Soft Boi Hours:

☾ soft changbin thoughts || cuddling 💕

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Misc:

↪ SKZ x The Sims 4 - Hyung Line + Hyunjin

↪ SKZ x The Sims 4 - Maknae Line

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I think....

I think I might come back this week..

🥺

👉🏻👈🏻

Idk I think I'm ready to start up writing again

Maybe..

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Hannji Rambles / Another Life Update

hiiii Pookies!!

Hope everyone is doing well and taking care of themselves!!!

I'm just popping in with a quick life update (cause apparently I'm having a lot of those lately) to kind of let everyone know what's been going on lately.

I know I said a couple weeks ago that I was ready to come back to tumblr and begin posting again, and I am, however, there's been a bit of a change of plans in regards to me starting up my writing/posting fics again.

Because I have been put on a temporary stress leave by my family doctor for the next couple weeks, I'm trying to reduce the amount of stress/triggers in my life until my next appointment, where I will be reassessed to determine if I'm fit to go back to work or not. I want to continue writing and posting because writing has always been a strong outlet for me to relieve stress and clear my brain when the noise gets too much, however, I need to make changes to what I will posting in order to help keep my stress levels under control.

SO,

that being said, I will be posting the remaining few parts/chapters of Like A Volcano (for all my Hannie stans out there who are ever so patiently waiting), BUT at this time, I will not be writing/posting a Jisung POV for this fic. I wanted to, and I was super excited to write a part in his pov, but I've been struggling with writing it for the last few months and it's really put a damper on my already not-so-good mental state. Maybe in the future, I will upload a snippet, but since the idea of creating a Jisung POV for LAV is causing more stress than it's worth, it will be put on the backburner for the time being. I AM SORRY FOR THOSE WHO WERE WANTING IT I JUST CANNOT WORK WITH IT RN!

However, the last few parts will be edited/revised and posted in the coming week-ish so I can finally put that fic to rest and start up The Blackened Heart again bc I am so so excited to start writing that again!

In addition to the Jisung POV being scraped (for the time being), I am also putting a halt on the LAV spinoffs I had in the works (Connected, which is the Chan x Jo spin off, and Waiting For Us, which is the Minho x Ash spin off) simply because both of them are causing more tension and stress than necessary.. I don't like it when writing feels like it's becoming a chore, I'd rather write stuff that I'm excited to write and post, and that entire AU series has quickly become the opposite of what I want to do... I will be coming back to them eventually, but as of right now, I need to do what I can to alleviate the amount of distress in my life, and that means putting LAV/Connected/WFU on hold.

I am happy to say I will be continuing my commission for the lovely @bethanysnow that I've been slowly working on while I get back into the swing of things, ((beth baby i am so sorry its taking so long im just really struggling right now so please bear with me :( )) and I'm of course still writing drabbles, fake!text posts, and my OT8 "The L Word" series.

Thank you all for the never-ending support and love I'm still receiving from a lot of you despite my inactiveness. Just know I read every single one of your comments, reblogs, and things that you all tag me in. I am still very much here in spirit, just slowly working my way back up to being a fully functional human being

In the meantime, as some of you may already know, I am starting a small business where I make beaded keychains, rings, lanyards, bracelets and more. Beading has very quickly become a safe haven for me and its very therapeutic to just sit for hours watching tv and making stuff to eventually sell. I am starting up an instagram account specifically for this business called Hannji's Creations, so if you're interested in what I'm making and such, feel free to give me a follow over there. I'm making a lot of SKZ themed stuff, however, I'm also opening up ideas for other kpop groups and other styled collections in general.

Thank you again to everyone who has stuck around and checked in on me these last few months. I know life can be tough sometimes, and lately I'm having a hard time getting back up somedays, but you guys all make it more bearable, so thank you. thank you for your continuous understanding and unconditional love..

You guys are awesome!

can't wait to show you all what's in store!!

Much Love,

Hannji <3

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haiiii!! this is @collisvng (this account is my main and svng is my writing blog)

i just saw that your whole blog was deleted and i'm so lucky to have found you again 😭😭

your volcano series was my favorite (like literally, my friends had to deal me crying over it for weeks and i still makes references about it 24/7) and i was also really interested in your new pirate fic and was on the taglist. i was wondering if you are reposting stuff if there is a taglist for when you repost?

i'm so sad that your stuff got deleted, but at least this way i can re-read your works again with the same amazement as i did the first time 🥹🩷✨️

Omg omg omg hiiiii!!! I was looking for you!!! 😭 I was so worried you wouldn't be able to find me again omg I'm so excited rn!!!

Thank you so much for finding me again and for your kind words 😭😭 I'm so happy you loved Volcano as much as I did oml. And that you are as excited as I am about my pirate fic.

You absolutely can be added to the taglist for both of them. Idk if Volcano will have an official taglist but I'll definitely tag you in each part as it's released again. I'm trying to figure out if there was anything I'd want to change about it or add to it now that I have the rare opportunity to do so, so watch out for that (ill let it be known if i change anything). I should (hopefully) be posting the first part of Volcano tonight when I get home from work again.

Thank you again for following me and finding me and enjoying my work. It's ppl like you who are really the heart and soul of this blog 💕

I can't wait to show you what I have in store!!

All my love and more,

Hannji ♡