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Kinktober Day 11- Knife Kink

This was requested by @jihoonswifey I hope you enjoy it!

Pairing: Assassin!Jihoon x Assassin!Reader

Warning: Enemies to lovers if you squint, mentions of killing, a little bit of blood, mentions of masturbation.

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You had a tough job and when you were finished for the day you wanted nothing more than to come home and try and relax. You thought it would be something that was harder to do considering you were one of the top assassins in the world, but it was honestly quite easy to keep your work and personal life separate. You had just come back from a particularly stressful job. Everything almost went to shit but you were able to pull it off. Now you were heading back home well your home for now that is. The nature of your job had you moving around a lot but you always were able to make a home out of wherever you end up.

You make your way back to your house but pause when you walk in. Certain things are out of place you can sense that someone has been here maybe that someone is still here. You're trained eyes tell you that there is someone here that isn't supposed to be. Before stepping any further into the house you take out the knife that's hidden in your boot. You're in a fighter stance As you move through your house not taking any chances you move slowly from room to room. You're hyperaware and on edge it could be some random burglar or it could be any one of the many enemies that you've made, you weren't sure.

The last place you checked was your bedroom. Surely no one would think to come in here but it would also be where you'd be most vulnerable. Before stepping in you scoped out the room mentally noting everything that you could see, hear, and smell. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Thinking it was safe you stepped into the room not putting down your knife just yet to be sure. You moved around the room checking every area and found nothing. Just as you thought the coast was clear you felt the cold press of someone else's knife against your throat. You recognize the build and the very subtle cologne he wore most importantly you recognize the knife that was being held to your throat.

"Park Jihoon," you sneered, "What an unpleasant surprise. Finally, come to try and finish me off?"

He snickered pressing the knife slightly further into your neck, "I am shocked it took me this long. It was so easy to get in here and take you by surprise." Park Jihoon was your worst enemy well, he was more like a rival. You both were the top two assassins in the world and depending on who was being asked you each claimed to be the best. The worst part is that he is unbelievably attractive. You would never mention it to him, but he knew. Part of the reason he was so good at what he did was because he could earn his targets trust with his good looks. Your little banter distracted him enough for you to counter his movements and break free of his hold.

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There was a brief pause before you started fighting. Knives flew through the air and fists striking any parts they could reach. It lasted for a good while. When you broke away each of you thought that you had come away from the altercation without a scratch. That is until Jihoon felt his nose you had caught him with your knife and he was bleeding. He had sliced a little piece of your clavicle and you were bleeding as well.

You couldn't tell if it was the adrenaline talking or something else but the feeling of Jihoon's blade running along your skin made you shiver. You always appreciated knives, they were simple, beautiful, and versatile. There were so many different kinds that did different things. For example the karambit you were currently holding was really only useful for slashing rather than stabbing. It was also a great tool to fidget with if you ever got bored.

"What's the matter," Jihoon's voice sounded breaking your train off thought, "scared already?"

"In your dreams. I was just thinking," your voice trailed off. You ran closer to him. You were able to catch him by surprise and pun him against the wall your blade now at his throat. You finished the sentence, "Doesn't the feeling of a blade running along your skin make you feel like electricity is running through you?" You run the very tip of your curved knife gently asking his skin. "Doesn't this feel good?"

Jihoon moanwd at the action, he didn't mean to let it slip but you were right it did feel good. Too cover up his slip this time he countered you but instead of pushing you away he traded places with you. He started running his own blade along any surface of your skin he could reach. Then he asked, "I don't know you tell me." It was your turn to moan. You couldn't help it, it truly felt so good. The shallow teasing of the knifes edge as well as when he'd press a little harder not enough to draw blood yet but hard enough to cause red lines to appear.

The moment was so heated that what happened next shocked you both. You leaned into each other locking lips in a passionate kiss. Shirts were thrown every which way and you each took pleasure in running your blades across the others skin. It was dangerous and so very hot. You free hand not holding a knife was in his hair pulling at the strands. His free hand was on your hip. You both had moved from standing to now sitting. Him sitting on your bed and you straddling his lap as the lustful moment continued.

You had begun rutting your hips against his. He helped guide you with the hand still on your hip. You could feel him getting harder beneath you. The tension in the air was so thick. Before it could continue any more you heard his beeper going off. It was the signal that he had a job.

"Fuck they really have terrible timing don't they," you said disappointed and more than horny but getting off his lap anyway. You looked for his shirt and threw it to him.

"Tell me about it," he said, "I am going to have to go take care of this before the job or else I won't be able to get it done." Be was referring to the large tent now very obvious in his pants. The sight only making you wetter.

"Don't worry I'll be back eventually to finish what we started," he said with a wink before taking off. You were not sure if he meant that he'd be back to fuck you or to kill you but either way you don't think you'd mind if this became a regular thing. All that was left to do now was to take care of yourself so you could actually rest.

A/N: I know this isn't the smuttiest smut but sometimes I like to leave it open to continue it! I hope you all enjoyed thank you again to @jihoonswifey for requesting this and now is the perfect time to remind you all once again that my asks are open!

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requested? yes, for anon ! hihi <3 can i request something with jihoon + breeding kink? only if u feel comfortable ofc ! 💗

contains: park jihoon x fem!reader; smut, porn without a trace of plot; unprotected sex (fr fellas use protection pls); breeding kink, creampie, mating press??? dirty talk??? a lil begging ig; overstimulation, implied round two; lmk if i missed something

words: 749

a/n: i have no explanation for that. none. it sorta just happened. although as always reblogs and feedback is appreciated vv much <3 [masterlist here]

JIHOON ACTED WEIRD FOR A FEW DAYS. A FEW DAYS YOU HAD TO BABYSIT YOUR COUSIN’S LITTLE KIDDOS. AND WHEN YOU FINALLY CONNECTED THE DOTS, IT ALL SPIRALED DOWN TO YOU LAYING UNDERNEATH HIM. A WILD SPARK IN HIS EYES, WHICH YOU HAVE NEVER SEEN BEFORE, MADE YOU GIGGLE WITH ANTICIPATION.

“you’re- so- cute, darling,” jihoon managed to mumble out between long kisses, his hand wandering from your inner thigh to your tummy, then hip. “bet our kids would be almost as cute.”

without any break, he lightly bit on your lower lip, causing you to moan slightly and letting him slide his tongue between your lips. his hand stopped on your tummy, massaging it and pinching it in a few places.

“you’ll look so cute with your belly stuffed with my babies,” the devilish grin jihoon had on his face matched his words. you tried to put your thighs together, but your boyfriend’s hands holding them apart left your aching pussy clenching around nothing. your heavy breathing and hands trying to pull him closer made him chuckle. “you want me to stuff you full of my kids, huh?”

“p-please.” you managed to breathe out, getting a loving kiss as a reward. it took him only a few seconds to adjust himself and slowly push himself into you.

“so- tight, darling. only for me,” a breathy moan escaped your mouth at the sensation. the feeling of fullness you longed for, kind of overwhelmed you in the beginning, but when you relaxed, it felt ecstatic.

“m-more, please.” it was all you could mumble, but it was all jihoon needed. as he finally started moving inside you, you bit on your lower lip, trying to mute your sounds.

“let it out, darling. let everyone hear how good it feels,” almost as on command, you stopped biting your lip and did what he said. hearing your moans and screams, those louder, shorter, and quieter, made jihoon smile. “that’s right, darling. let me hear those pretty sounds of yours.”

the squeaks of the bed, moans, and groans of you and your boyfriend – it turned you on even more. thanks to that, jihoon could even more easily slide in and out of you, making wet sounds that only added more oil to this sinful fire. you almost lost yourself whole to this pleasure and situation, almost not noticing how jihoon grabbed you under your knees and pushed them all the way to your chest.

“i’ll make you full of my babies, i fucking will,” hearing his words and feeling his pace pick up, you clenched even more around his length, as your breathing quickened and your brain stopped producing thoughts. “so- fucking- pretty- for me only. shit-“

as jihoon picked up even more on his animalistic-like pace, your brain turned off for good, turning into mush. unable to produce coherent thoughts and say them, you only blabbered out jihoon’s name in moments when you weren’t screaming in pleasure.

“’m- close-!” was all you managed to glue together between moans and screaming his name. almost as on command, jihoon started rubbing circles on your clit with his finger, causing you to grind yourself on him even more.

“so pretty-“ jihoon still repeated these lines, way too love-drunk with the way you are. but when your high washed all over you, he stopped only for a while. a short one, before he started moving again. “gonna make you so round, gonna make you have my babies-“

it hurt, but the pleasure was bigger. you couldn’t catch a single breath, since your boyfriend was ramming you into the mattress so good you kinda forgot about breathing. all you were focused on was the pleasure, the situation, and his words.

“shit, gonna-“ he didn’t even manage to end the sentence, as his body was quicker. the feeling of something warm releasing inside you made you chant your boyfriend’s name again. “have to make sure you’re taking everything i gave you, darling.”

as stood for a while like that, his length still inside you, his lips found their way to yours. this time, the kisses were full of love, reassurance, and somewhat of pride, almost as if his lips were saying “you did amazing”.

“uh-oh,” when jihoon finally pulled out and said it with a cheeky grin, your eyes widened. you wanted to ask what’s wrong, but the answer came faster. “you’re dripping out the good stuff i gave you. i guess it’s time for round number two, then.”

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Enough - Park Jihoon

Summary: Jihoon and you are together. And being in a relationship means that one day you have to meet the family. And now, it was time to meet his brother, and it made you extremely nervous. Even though Jihoon tries to reassure you, will everything be alright, will your relationship fall apart?

Meeting the family of your significant other was always a stressful thing. But somehow it was more stressful to meet Jihoon’s older brother. It wasn’t that he was a strict person, it was definitely the contrary. Jihoon’s brother was a nice person, always open to conversations. Just like Jihoon he was very extroverted and loved to make new contacts. Nevertheless, it was something completely different to meet him as the girlfriend of Jihoon. You wanted to get old with Jihoon, and you knew that he always asked his brother for advice. And if his brother wouldn’t like you, it could mean the end of your relationship.

You felt Jihoon’s arms around your waist and his head on your shoulder. “Love, stop being nervous. I know it’s hard, but there isn’t anything to not like about you.”

You had your phone in hand, scrolling through your phone to find some gifts to bring his brother. “Can we go to the mall? I want to go and buy some gifts.” You asked.

“Love, you have chocolate and flowers already. That’s enough.” Jihoon turned you around, so you were facing him. He cupped your face. “He won’t hate you. I already told him a lot about you, and he is excited to meet you.”

You nodded. “Can we still go to the mall? I want to get one or two more small things. You said your brother wanted to have this one book. I’d like to buy that for him.”

“That would ease your mind, wouldn’t it?” Jihoon said, stroking your cheeks. You nodded and met his brown eyes. “Then change your clothes, we go to the mall.” He kissed your forehead and you smiled, walking to your shared bedroom.

Jihoon was always understanding, no matter what it was. That was probably one of the main reasons why you loved him. You just changed into some warm clothes and walked back into the living room where Jihoon was putting on his winter jacket and scarf. You smiled and put on your shoes and your jacket as well.

“Do you want to walk to the mall? Or do you want me to take the car keys?” Jihoon asked.

“Car because we will meet your brother at 3 pm and it’s already 1 pm. It would stress me out too much.” You smiled.

Jihoon smiled as well and took the car keys. Then he opened the door for you to walk through.

You wait for Jihoon to lock the door and follow you to the car.

 At the mall you walk hand in hand through the mall, looking for bookstores. Jihoon stopped you and pulled you back. “Thank god I am holding your hand, or I might lose you.” He joked making you laugh. “The bookstore is on the upper floor, let’s ask there for the book,” Jihoon suggested.

“Sounds good.” You responded.

You both walked into the bookstore and searched around for either the book or an employee who could help you find it.

“Good evening, May I help you?” An employee approached you.

“Yes, we are looking for “Please Look after mom” by Shin Kyungsook.” You asked.

The employee smiled. “Yes, we put it into our special week place. It’s currently advertised. Follow me, please.” The employee said and walked off and you both followed her.

“Here it is. Do you need anything else?” She asked. You smiled. “No thank you, that’s everything” and the employee left.

“Okay, let’s go to the cash out.” You smiled. Jihoon followed you and usually he would offer to pay for you, but this time he knew, that you wanted to make sure it’s paid by you. So, he stood next to you, waiting for the cashier to pack the book as a gift and for you to pay. As you got the book in the bag you said goodbye to the cashier and walked out of the bookstore.

Jihoon instantly took your hand again and looked at you. “Are you happier?” Jihoon asked, squeezing your hand a little.

“Yes, now I am ready to meet your brother.” You honestly feel a little more at ease. Of course, you were still nervous, but you were sure now you had enough gifts, especially the book because it’s something he really wanted to have.

“Good, then let’s go back home and then meet my brother.” He kissed your hand and walked to the car.

 You went home only for a short moment; you changed your hair a little and packed the gifts you had. Jihoon was just waiting for you and was ready whenever you were.

 On the way to his brother’s home, you were getting more and more nervous. Jihoon noticed it because he put his hand on your thigh and gave you easing strokes. As he parked the car in front of his brother’s house, he looked over to you.

“He will love you, my love.” He kissed your cheek and left the car and got the present out of the trunk. You also left the car and took the present from Jihoon. He took your hand and walked to the door. Before he rang the bell, he looked over to you. You nodded and smiled at him. Only then he rang the bell.

It didn’t take long for his brother to open the door. His brother instantly smiled brightly. Jihoon grinned and hugged his older brother. “And this is the woman I’ve been talking about nonstop.” He grinned, looking over to you. “This is (Y/N), my girlfriend. And this is my brother, Beomseok.”

“Hi, nice to finally meet you.” He instantly hugged you and smiled at you.

“Come in. Your jacket you can put here, and shoes you can put there. I also have some shoes you can wear inside.” His brother gave you the shoes. “I don’t want you to get sick and listen to my brothers' complaints.”

You laughed, just as Jihoon kicked his brother. “I hope you love the food I cooked. If not, it’s not bad, I am sure we can get something else for you.” He smiled.

“I am not a picky eater so I am sure I will love it.” You smiled.

Jihoon walked into the living room while his brother and you followed. “Beomseok, I didn’t want to come empty-handed, so I have a small gift.” You said once you entered the living room.

“Oh, thank you very much, but it was absolutely not necessary.” He said looking at his younger brother.

“I told her that, but she was very nervous. She thought you won’t like her” Jihoon said, earning a glare from you.

“But what’s there not to like?” Beomseok said.

Just as Jihoon wanted to say something you interrupted. “Say the next thing you want to say, and you sleep outside.” You joked, making Jihoon laugh.

“I see, you said that too.” He joined the laughing.

And you realised that you were worrying about nothing. He really liked you, and your relationship with Jihoon won’t fall apart because of this. You were happy and could finally enjoy the evening without your nerves going crazy.

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contains: park jihoon x fem!reader; enemies to lovers!au, fake relationship!au; smut, teeny bit of angst ig, some fluff; make out, fingering, teasing?? griding/dry humping, slight marking, begging if you squint???, unprotected piv (yall better wrap it up), nipple play, implied round two ig; lmk if i missed anything

words: approx. 2.8k

a/n: im not gonna even pretend i live atp but i hope you will enjoy this one. yes, it is rushed, not finished, but i still think it looks decent. lemme know ur thoughts on this one bcuz i love feedback <3 masterlist here

AS A NUMBER ONE PARK JIHOON HATER, YOU HAD NO IDEA WHAT OTHER PEOPLE SAW IN HIM THAT MADE THEM ADORE HIM. HE WAS HANDSOME INDEED, BUT BESIDES THAT, HIS ONE HELL OF EXISTENCE WAS ENOUGH TO BRING YOU TO MADNESS. JUST HIS PRESENCE MADE YOUR BLOOD BOIL.  

being neighbors with such someone who dared to call itself “human” was tough. seeing him a lot of times, happy and unbothered by the fact he ruined your dreams, definitely didn’t help in developing positive feelings towards that idiot. in fact, keeping those grudges inside as fuel for your hatred felt therapeutic. and it longed all the way from your childhood to adulthood.

you hoped for him to finally leave your life. it didn’t really matter in what way, you just wanted to never see him again. so why did you look out the window every time he was passing by?

saying these feelings were mutual would be a lie. but jihoon would never let you know that. 

“what do you want?” you asked, seeing him by your door again that day. “i don’t have any money. i wouldn’t lend you it anyway.”

“what do i want? to not suffer anymore, i guess. and to live a peaceful life with someone.”

“okay?” looking at him, confused, you reached out for the doorknob to close the door and end this meaningless conversation. 

“can i come in?”

“why?” now that was sus. jihoon’s tone got a bit more serious, even tired. he always seemed to be full of energy, confident, and untroubled. so what was going on?

“i need to talk to you. in private.”

still staring at him from under your furrowed brows, after a moment of hesitation, you let him inside. as he took off his shoes and went inside the living room, you decided to make some tea. from his tone, it seemed it will be a tough conversation.

and oh boi, was it one hell of a confusing ride. for you, at least.

“so, to conclude,” you started after a moment of silence. “you want me to act as your girlfriend? you know i hate you with all my heart, right? and the fact that i could murder you right here, right now is incredibly possible?”

“but you listened to me, so i don’t think it is that possible.” 

“get out.” shaking your head at his words, you got up from the couch, ready to mind your own business. 

“let me know when you’ll think it through,” jihoon said softly, looking at you with a smile. oh, you wanted to punch him so badly, but he left before you could even form your hand into a fist. dang, now it felt kind of lonely in here.

“damn you, park jihoon!” 

a few days have passed by and these were the calmest and the quietest days of your life. no one was bothering you, no one was bickering with you, and no one actually talked to you. at first, you enjoyed that silence. you managed to get some work done and sleep better. though with almost no time, it started to feel lonely. almost like you don’t matter that much to people. especially to that one person.

“if you really have no balls to admit you are as lonely as a stick, then fine.” 

you had no idea why you still had jihoon’s number on your phone. heck, you had no idea why you even got it in the first place, but now it was convenient. you had to battle yourself whether to call or say it in person. surprisingly, agreement to his plan came to your head without much hesitation, but you thought nothing of it. the fact that you could toy with him and maybe get a small revenge was motivating.

although you thought of it as a sort of revenge (and that you already got a plan for how to do it), at the same time it just felt wrong. you had no idea why, but using his feelings like that seemed to be brutal, even for you. 

jihoon came by the next day to talk through all the details of this plan, and boi, was it one heck of a plan.

“wait, hold on, i have to write it all down,” you interrupted him, trying to process all the information he bombed you with. as you got up from your seat to look for some kind of a notebook, his hand stopped you from doing so.

“don’t, or else it won’t feel natural. what if anyone finds these notes, huh?” the worries and desperation in his tone were crystal clear; this whole situation really must’ve been important as hell. and it was actually sus.

“fine, but don’t come for me when i mess something up.”

“i’m pretty sure you won’t.”

the urge to say “eh?” was too big, but in the end, you just ignored his words. you got back on the topic, and the explanations began again.

the most suspicious thing in all of it was that he chose you. every time you asked him why it must be you, he managed to change the topic, smoothly avoiding answering your questions. since he loved to rile you up and make your blood boil just for funsies, him getting so serious about a fake relationship with you especially just wasn’t adding up. too many loose ends in his reasoning, but all of them were covered flawlessly. apparently, all you had to do was just sit, look pretty (or at least alive), and play along.

what was even more surprising, was the way you didn’t even think about screwing the whole situation up. well, almost. at first, a few times the urge to say “it’s a prank” was too big to handle, but in the end, none of this happened. you really could pat yourself on the back for the way you kept yourself in place, which was tough around park jihoon himself.

the worst thing in that fake relationship was skinship and intimacy in general. yeah, you had a few boyfriends before, but dang it, around jihoon it felt so... weird. weird as in good, and that was why it felt weird. it was park jihoon, you were supposed to hate him, not leaning in for a kiss! what the fuck! 

still, what kept you sane through all this acting was the thought of flipping it all against him one day. someday. though with every next day, every next move of his, every next nice and gentle act from him, this first thought managed to fade away, getting replaced by some sort of yearning. yearning for this act to be real.

it all felt some sort of... illegal. illegal as in a way of betraying yourself. illegal as in a way of “you shouldn’t be doing this” and “that is not how you were raised” way. though everyone around seemed to be happy about this magnificent act, you weren’t so sure and so happy about it. but how not lean into this act when it felt so good? when it felt like you were finally yourself? and when it felt like you actually had someone by your side? when it didn’t feel so lonely?

“what’s going on, sweetheart?”

“don’t call me that when there’s no one around. no one is watching.” you snapped back almost immediately, as in a way of punishment for this cute nickname. getting back on track, you came back to chopping carrots. the dinner won’t make itself, and since this piece of rotten flesh is around, you had to busy your hands with something.

“but it rolls so nicely out of the tongue,” jihoon whined, pouting and finally moving around so you won’t see his painfully handsome face. “but fine, if you don’t want, i won’t.”

all you heard in your head was the windows xp error sound right now. wait a damn minute, did he actually respect your boundaries outside the act? what was happening to him?

noticing how you stopped every movement, even breathing, you came back to your body and continued with your life. taking a sharp breath, you chopped those carrots like your life depended on it. 

jihoon was silent. way too silent. why? because he was thinking as well. even thinking too much. should he tell you? should he ask? but what if you just laugh it off? or make fun of him? will he lose his face when he’ll do that?

“here. have this.”

dang it, he was thinking so long you managed to make a whole dinner already! wait, what? did you really want him to taste the dish? what was going on?

the food came into the equation here, so he didn’t think much of it, he just took the full spoon in his mouth. seeing how your face brightened up because of his approval made these butterflies in his stomach fly up high again. just what you were thinking, acting like that? you wanted him? to fall in love with you? like he hadn’t already did?

“stop looking at me like that or i’ll seriously think you fell for me.” 

“what if i already did?”

it was supposed to be a funny question. it was supposed to be a joke. but this damned park jihoon was serious, you could tell that without looking at him. you breathed in sharply again. that just couldn’t be real. 

“then that would be far from what i agreed on.” somehow, when you said that, you felt something aching in your chest. was it your heart? is that how a broken heart feels? but you didn’t have what to be heartbroken over, it was all just a mirage. 

the silence longed and longed for what felt like an eternity. finally, you heard the chair moving. you knew he was going to leave. everyone did, sooner or later. maybe you just weren’t made for-

“well, i don’t know if you know, but it is not like i can control my feelings.” jihoon started, standing right beside you, leaning by the kitchen counter. “whether you agreed on me falling for you or not, it just happened and i’m not gonna keep it inside anymore. i fucking fell for you, sweetheart. so much.”

“and you want me to believe it? you want me to believe that sweet talk after all that acting, after that mirage full of such words? how can i know it’s not a play?”

“because none of that was a play. or at least not for me.”

wait, what? hold on, what?

“so you’re saying this whole fake relationship was supposed to be real?” you asked after connecting those few dots in your mind.

“sort of. i just wanted you to finally stop fighting with me. and maybe see that i’m not that bad.”

oh, boi. that was a rollercoaster indeed. thankfully the dinner was already done because you couldn’t think about it and about what jihoon was saying. 

“i should go, right?” after what seemed to be a disappointed sigh, jihoon slowly moved towards the door. what was he thinking, saying all that? what was he thinking in the first place, when he came up with the fake relationship idea?

“don’t.”

you couldn’t bear the possibility he would leave you. you didn’t know if you just got used to his presence in your life or what, but it felt different, more likely to live with him around. you just simply couldn’t let him go.

there was a lot to talk indeed. and you two did while eating the dinner that slowly started getting cold. it was getting late and you still didn’t want him to leave.

“please, stay.” you said quietly, turning away from him since you were unable to look him in the face while admitting to feeling lonely. it was almost like admitting being defeated. and you hated getting defeated, especially by park jihoon, that little fuck.

“aww, my little baby wants me to stay with her? alright then.” he chuckled, but after he said that, he left a small peck on your head. 

it really felt nice having someone by your side, even if that someone was able to tease the living shit out of you so casually. 

“what’s that? my little sweetheart can’t wait a bit?”

“no. touch me already.” you actually demanded, breathless from the passionate kisses you two shared. jihoon chuckled again, much to your discontent. so you grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him closer. 

your lips met his again. seeing you so desperate for him made jihoon smile cheekily in between the kisses, but he finally touched you, just as you wanted. in the end, who was he to disobey his sweetheart? 

with one of his hands, jihoon pushed you even closer to him, and the little moan that escaped your mouth sent shivers down his spine. wandering with the same hand under your shirt, the other one held your thigh, squeezing it from time to time. 

with you on his lap, so desperate for his touch, jihoon just couldn’t help but smile. the sight of you slowly getting ruined by him really affected his mind and body.

“you’re so gorgeous, sweetheart.” he stated so out of the blue, but you didn’t really think much of it. you just wanted to feel him.

“mm-hmm. now kiss me more.”

again, smiling cheekily, jihoon tasted your sweet lips. with his hands under your shirt, he managed to undo your bra, which he then took off both with your shirt. the cold air of the room caused you to shiver a bit, but then feeling the warm hands of your boyfriend made it all better. 

while his hands roamed around your body, yours moved from the collar of his shirt to his hair, pulling on the strands from time to time, causing some breathless moans from the man under you. acting almost instinctively, your hips slowly started moving, grinding on the still-clothed length of your boyfriend. 

“you seriously can’t wait anymore, right, sweetheart?” jihoon asked after a short laugh, and you only shook your head. he laughed again before kissing you, moving his hand to your front clothed only with slowly soaking panties. “you’re so wet already. are you so impatient for me?”

you nodded, wanting him to finally take proper care of you. seeing his confident smile caused you to move again, this time grinding on his fingers lightly touching your core through the cotton material. 

“please, jihoon-“ mumbling out, you tried to form the next part of the sentence, but you failed the moment he moved the panties to the side and slid one of his fingers inside you. as you moaned softly at the sensation, jihoon carefully observed every change happening on your face and body. 

then, the second finger managed to slide in and you had to bite on your lower lip to not make louder sounds. you threw your head back, happy with a bit full sensation. and when he started moving his fingers, you couldn’t stop yourself anymore and just had to moan softly. 

meanwhile, jihoon started trailing his lips from yours to your jawline, neck, and then to your collarbones. everywhere where he could, he just had to leave at least a small mark of his presence. of the fact that he was the one making you feel so good. 

“m-more, please-“ quietly mumbling out, you brushed your fingers through jihoon’s hair, pulling on it again. looking at you with lust-filled eyes, he stopped kissing your neck, but only for a while. 

“you think you can handle more, sweetheart?” 

“mm-hmm.”

with a fast yet burning with lust kiss, jihoon finally lowered his pants, showing what you craved; his dick. you had to refrain yourself with the last bits of self-control from licking your lips at the sight. 

“you ready?” after a nod from you, jihoon smiled again, letting you do the rest of the job. as you adjusted yourself and slowly lowered your body, the feeling of being full took all over your body.

with moans and groans, you started moving up and down, and lusty sounds of slapping skin against skin filled the room. your boyfriend again started kissing your shoulder and collarbones, occasionally leaving here and there marks. his favourite spot to nibble on was the one place that made you moan louder and clench around his length. with one hand helping you bounce up and down, the other one massaging your tits, taking your nipple in between his fingers. 

you two might’ve been close to your highs, but none of you wanted to stop there. thankfully, the neighbours went on vacation, so no one would eventually complain about the two of you. 

[trsrina]

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MIDNIGHT Treasure Jihoon

written in second person pov, gender neutral reader, established relationship, fluff, angst warning!! anxiety in a relationship? wc : 565

another sleepless night with your mind clouded by thoughts that keep you up, different possibilities entering your head.

turning over to face the digital clock that sits on your bedtime table, the glowing of the number ‘00:00’ comes into your vision.

you have college in six hours yet you’re still wide awake, talk about sleep deprivation. as your mind wanders off, you think about your boyfriend, jihoon, he’s probably still in the practice room, practicing for his upcoming stages.

that was also one of your many worries that keep you up, your boyfriend being an idol, you have your insecurities but the thought of you just being a waste of your boyfriend’s time and how he could do so much better than you like how others tell you.

just in time, it seems that your boyfriend decided to have a late night visit or it’s an intruder as you hear your front door open with footsteps towards your bedroom.

it’s 12 in the morning and you simply don’t have any energy left to check if it’s jihoon or an intruder that could possibly murder you, if death decides to welcome you then let it be.

“good morning, sleeping beauty, why are you still awake?” the familiar voice of the man of your dreams rings in your ears, you automatically sit up to welcome him in your arms, feeling the warmth of his body which is from the sweat from his vigorous practices.

“nothing, just thinking of stuff, what are you doing here? you must be tired from practice. you should’ve gone straight to the dorms,” you worriedly said as he held your hands, comfortably getting into your bed though he’s covered in sweat and kinda stinks.

“what was going on in your pretty mind?” jihoon lays beside you, playing with your messy hair with his hands, staring in your glistening eyes.

noticing the tears threatening to fall from your eyes, jihoon knew something was wrong, “what’s wrong? you can tell me,” he caressed your hair, hoping to give you as much comfort as he can.

“it’s just,” before you knew it, your tears started falling down like waterfalls, uncontrollably crying in your knight in shining armour’s arms, “everything’s so stressful and i have been so tired lately. everything with just school and just sometimes, i think you deserve better than me and i’m just not worth your time.”

“what are you even talking about? i love you so much, alright? you’ll always be worth it and we deserve each other. i love you through all your insecurities and imperfections, no matter what happens,”

jihoon whispered those words softly into your ears, welcoming you in his warm embrace, giving you the affirmation you needed.

“thank you, i can’t even begin to describe how much i love you,” you buried your face into his shoulder, soaking his already sweat-soaked shirt with your tears, hiding your puffy eyes and tear-soaked face.

“hey, come on, let me see your beautiful face,” jihoon tries to cheer you up, moving your face to face him and looking into your eyes with an adorable smile that never failed to give you comfort.

“there now, stop crying, alright? i love you,” he hugged you again with your heavy breaths slowly slowing down.

you relax in his embrace and sooner than you know it, you fell asleep in his arms, your midnight insomnia vanishing.

AHHH IM SO SORRY THIS WAS SO LATE hope you liked it lol pls like and reblog lol pls

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Jihoon at Fuji-Q Highland

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