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#jisung scenarios
fadedncity · 6 months
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pairing: jisung x fem!reader
cw: smut, bf!jisung, non idol au, mentions of other idols, semi public sex, knife play, role play, fingering, choking, manhandling, praise and degradation kink, pet names, teasing, unprotected sex, mentions of alcohol consumption and use of marijuana, horror movie references
a/n: not really relevant but thought i’d clarify reader is dressed as tiffany valentine from bride of chucky.
You checked your phone for what seems like the fifth time in the last ten minutes. Nervously gnawing on your bottom lip, you rechecked your call log to make sure you didn't miss one from him.
You sigh, locking your phone, and look over the balcony. Scanning the crowd below you, taking over Ningning's backyard, you search for Jisung. But you knew it would be no use between there being too many people and you not knowing what he was dressed as.
It wasn't until your eyes stopped on one person.
The Ghostface mask had initially caught your attention and caused you to do a double take, as it's surprisingly the first and only you've seen tonight. But you also realize they're looking back at you. With everyone else too intoxicated to notice you even up on the balcony, they were the only one looking up at you.
The masked individual doesn't do or say anything, remaining still as the party carries on around them. You straighten up when a bit of paranoia creeps up your spine.
Just as you start retrieving back into the house, you jump at the sound of a knock on the balcony door and snap your head in its direction.
"Hey," Yunjin slides the door shut behind her, joining you outside, "you okay?" she asks.
You peer back over the balcony and no longer see this Ghostface anywhere outside.
"Yeah, I'm fine," you tell her, also telling yourself it was nothing, "Have you seen Jisung? He was supposed to be here a while ago but I haven't heard from him and his phone's probably on do not disturb again."
"No, but Alyssa said she just saw Michael Myers, Freddy Krueger, and Ghostface pull up, pretty sure it was Chenle, Jisung, and Yangyang. So he's probably just around here somewhere."
"Alright," you say, heading back inside.
"We're about to smoke if you wanna join us, by the way."
"Let me head to the bathroom first."
"You need me to come with?" Yunjin asks.
"Nah, I won't be long. Just make sure Hyuck doesn't leave me with just the roach," you say.
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You were humming along to the melody of the song you could hear playing outside of the bathroom as you reapplied your lipstick.
Your phone buzzed on the countertop with a text from Yunjin telling you to hurry up before you miss the cyph. You take one last look in the mirror, making sure your hair remains intact in its updo before collecting yourself and heading out.
Since you were looking down at your phone as you exited the bathroom, you didn't realize someone was standing in the corridor. 
When you do finally notice them, you almost jump out of your skin, having been unaware of your surroundings. 
"Holy fuck," you hold your hand over your rapidly beating heart. 
With the poor lighting, you can barely make out the face of the robed figure until they take a step closer, and you see the Ghostface mask.
"Jisung?" you call out to him, "First you can't text me back, then you go and scare me half to death?" you laugh.
He still didn't say anything, just silently standing there, the soulless black eyes of the mask staring back at you. His gloved hands reach into the pockets of his jeans, revealing the knife.
You were almost positive that it was Jisung, for sure, once you saw the familiar blade. 
Again, you laugh, "We're really doing this? 'Please, Mr. Ghostface, don't kill me. I wanna be in the sequel.'" you joke.
He remained quiet, your recital of Tatum's last words in the movie, seemingly falling on deaf ears.
"Is everything okay?" you ask.
Still no response. He tilted his head and took a step forward.
"Alright, babe, you're starting to scare me," you say, backing away from him while clutching your phone.
He was backing you back toward the bathroom, and you were running out of room to go.
"Jisung, seriously, you're freaking me the fuck out," you say once your back hits the door. The space between you gets smaller and smaller, with you nowhere left to go.
Is it even really Jisung? 
You're breathing so heavily, that every time you inhale, your chest hits his as his face inches closer to yours.
"Boo!"
Your anxiety dissipates once you hear the switchblade click shut, and Jisung drops his hood, pulling the mask from over his head. He's laughing, so you punch him in the shoulder.
"Ow!" Jisung rubs his arm.
"Fuck you! That wasn't funny," you say.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry." Jisung holds your waist, "but it was almost too perfect of a chance I had to take." he says, and you cross your arms over your chest. "Come on, if I really was some serial killer you think I'd do it in a house full of witnesses."
"Have you learned nothing from the movies?" you furrow your brows.
"All I'm saying is if I really was Ghostface…" he takes out the voice modulator, holding it up to his mouth, "I'd give you a better death than just bleeding out in some dark hallway."
Heat pooled in your lower stomach, and your breathing became shallow. You're embarrassed to admit how much hearing Jisung's voice through the modifier turned you on. 
"How thoughtful," your lashes flutter, "But I'm pretty sure I'd be able to take you as Ghostface."
"You weren't putting up much of a fight five seconds ago."
"Who said anything about taking you in a fight?"
"Oh?" he raises a brow, "Is that so?"
Jisung opens the bathroom door behind you, pushing you inside the confined space. Once he locks the door shut, he connects his lips to yours. He lifts you by your waist, settling you on the countertop, and you wrap your legs around his hips.
You roughly fist Jisung's hair, the kiss quickly becoming heated. His hands are all over you, sending goosebumps all over your skin. Jisung's tongue slips into your mouth, tasting the lingering bitterness of smoke from your last hit a while ago, mixing with the drink he had before finding you still on his lips.
One of his hands find their way between your legs, swiping his fingers over your clothed pussy. You shutter, attempting to close your legs around his hand to keep him there. Even through his gloves, he can tell you're already soaked through your panties and smirks at you.
"What's got you this wet, Ms. Valentine?"
"You, Ji," you answer. 
"All me for me huh?" he asks, and your brows furrow in confusion, "You sure it wasn't Ghostface who's got you this wet?"
Oh, shit. 
"I uh-"
"After making me watch all six movies on only our second date, I didn't really think much of it," he says, and you sheepishly laugh, "But it all started to make sense when I overheard you on the phone with Chaeryeong the other day…" Jisung trails off, hoping you'd catch on.
And you do, gasping with wide eyes, "Oh my god, no you didn't."
"I kinda did."
You groan, covering your face, "I didn't say anything because I didn't want you to think I was weird."
"Hate to break it to you, but I already thought that," he says lightheartedly.
"Jisung," you whine out of embarrassment.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, baby. I just don't know why you didn't say anything to me before," he softly pouts.
"And how exactly did you want me to go about that? 'Hey, babe, how was your day? By the way, I have this twisted fantasy of being railed by Ghostface. Wanna grab dinner?'" you question.
"Obviously not like that," Jisung scoffs, "I'm just saying, as your boyfriend, I'm more than happy to turn this twisted fantasy into a reality for you," he smiles at you, "Do you trust me?"
"With my life," you nod.
"Then would you allow me the honor?"
"The honor's all yours."
You snake your arms around Jisung's neck as he crashes his lips into yours. He brings his lips to your neck, suckling the skin between his teeth, leaving small bruises along your throat.
"You know this is almost always exactly how it goes in horror movies," you comment and you tip your head back, giving him more access.
"Oh my god," Jisung rolls his eyes, "Look if you don't wanna-" Jisung jokingly reaches for the doorknob.
"No, no," you keep your legs locked around him, "If I'm to die tonight, right here with you is where I'd wanna be," you kiss him.
"Can't think of anywhere else I'd wanna be. Now are you gonna keep talking about death or let me fuck you?" Jisung pulls you back onto your feet, turning you around to face the mirror.
"I'm not the only eager one here, I see," you push your ass into his groin.
"As much as I'd love to stay here and play with you all night, princess, we've already been gone for too long and the search party will come looking soon," he says before pulling a glove off with his teeth.
Jisung rolls the leather of your dress up over your hips and slides his hand between your legs. He pulls your panties to the side and slips a finger into your pussy.
"God, you're fucking soaked already," Jisung says, adding a second finger, causing your eyes to flutter shut, "This shit really does turn you on," a lopsided grin takes place on his face before his fingers leave you empty.
You grumble, frustrated. "Fuck off-"
"I'd watch your tone, sweetness," he held the knife to your throat. "Wouldn't wanna lose that pretty voice of yours."
It was then, you realized he pulled the mask back down over his head. You felt the edge of the knife press against your esophagus. If you hadn't previously been in this position with your boyfriend a number of times before, one would think you'd be worried, maybe even a little scared. But no, you were now beyond the point of being turned on, your body practically boiling with arousal.  
"Please, don't," you plead, "I'll do anything," you turn your head to look at him and bat your lashes.
"Anything, huh?"
"Anything," you nod.
Jisung began tracing the knife edge along your chest, "With a pretty thing like you, I'm sure I can think of a few other things to do with you."
In one quick motion, he drops the knife to his other hand, and you hear the sound of fabric ripping as he slices your panties and pulls it from your body.
And there goes the third pair this month. 
But you could care less about your tattered underwear, now discarded on the tiled floor, once you hear the zipper of his jeans coming undone. Jisung wastes no more time and lines his cock up with your entrance. You sharply inhale, feeling his thick length open you up.
"Oh my god," your voice was barely above a whisper.
"Is that what you wanted?" he asked in your ear, "Let me use you however I want for the sake of saving your pretty little life."
You manage to open your eyes and look at your reflection. The sight of the mask behind you as his cock is buried balls deep inside of you, flooded you with more arousal, your walls fluttering around his dick.
Your response was interrupted by the moan bubbling up your throat, but Jisung saw the smile breaking out on your face.
"Y-Yes," you nod, "God—please…fuck me."
"See how easy it is to get to what you want when you just use your words," you hear the smirk on his voice, "Gonna take it all for me like a good girl, yeah?"
You nod with a gasp, your nails scratching against the marble countertop as Jisung's cock stretches you open, bottoming out. "Mhm! I'll be good. I'll be so good for you, I promise."
Jisung draws his hips back before slamming back into you, filling you to the hilt. He grabs onto your hips, pulling you back onto his cock. Your ass slaps against his pelvis each time he fills you up, picking up momentum and fucking you at a steady pace.
Loud moans and cries along with Jisung's name tumbled hazardously from your lips. Jisung's gloved hand covers your mouth, muffling your noises.
"God, you're such a whiny slut," he says, "Pathetically crying out like a bitch in heat."
You whine, seemingly struggling against his hold as you grew flustered at his words.
"No need to try and deny it, sweets. I've had my eyes on you long enough to know, this is the exact moment you've been having wet dreams of," Jisung's strong arms securely hold you against his chest, "What would that cute boyfriend of yours think if he were to see you like this? Letting me use you however I please and not being able to do anything to stop me." he darkly chuckles.
It turns you on even more knowing Jisung is just as into this as you are.
"God…you're sick," you pant.
"You're the one who's letting a dangerous killer fuck you, and I'm the sick one?"
"Fuck you," you spit.
Jisung's hand wraps around your neck, lightly squeezing down on the sides.
"Fuck me, huh. You're doing a great job at doing so already, princess," the roughness of his voice through the modulator had your head spinning or maybe it was the limited oxygen you were granted as his hand was still around your neck. Either way you could feel yourself stumbling closer to the edge.
You slip up and call out your boyfriend's name. "Ji, oh god, mhm—it's so good, oh my god!" you threw your head back.
"That's it, baby. You're doing so good for me."
"Feels so good—fuck, Sungie," Your back arched as you attempted to move your hips and began fucking yourself back on his cock.
Jisung was drunk off you—Every whimper and whine he pulled from you as he bent you over the sink, fucking you relentlessly. And the way your body writhed and squirmed against him, the intense pleasure flooding your veins as his tip kissed your sweet spot.
"Look at yourself," he grabbed your jaw, making you look into the mirror "If only everyone else could see how badly I've ruined you, precious."
Your mouth hangs open, nothing coming out except for broken moans. But there's a drunken smile on your face.
"Sungie, please," you whimper.
Jisung brings his hand back your throat, but without applying pressure this time. "You close, pretty?" Jisung asks, and you ferociously nod.
"Wanna cum for you," you whine, "Please, baby," your voice cracked with desperation.
"Cute how desperate you can get. It's almost pathetic."
"Jisung, oh my god-"
You reach behind you and grab the back of his head. Jisung feels the mask being pulled off his head, allowing you to drop it to the floor. Messy black locks flopped over his forehead as his eyes readjusted to the lighting. Fisting your hand in his hair, you bring his lips to yours, meeting in a desperate and sloppy kiss.
Jisung feels the knot inside him ready to snap but holds back as his hand returns between your thighs. He rubs sloppy circles into your clit, and you squirm in his arms, trying desperately to chase your release.
"Come on, sweetheart. I wanna hear you scream for me."
You see stars behind your eyes as a moan rips from your throat, bouncing off every surface in the small space. Your body shakes in Jisung's arms as you cum. His cock throbs, his release finally coming when your pussy chokes his dick, and he paints your walls white.
"Fuck," Jisung rasps in your ear. He grabs onto the edge of the sink, fucking his cum into you as you squirm, feeling overstimulated.
You fall back against his chest, resting your head on his shoulder, "That was fucking amazing," you heavily pant against his skin as you place a kiss below his jaw.
"Yeah?" he caresses your face.
"I don't think I've ever cum that hard in my life."
"I aim to please you, very very well," he kissed your forehead before slipping out of your heat. You mewl, feeling his fingers brush your folds, collecting his cum as it starts to drip out of you.
"I'm gonna be thinking about this for the next few months, by the way."
"Then I guess there's no need to get rid of the mask after tonight," Jisung smirks, picking the mask up from the ground.
You smile against his lips, "Definitely not."
a/n: uhh this was very self indulgent and lowkey inspired by this. thank you for reading!! feedback is appreciated <33
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neocentral · 9 months
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rating: 18+. mdni.
content: noncon, jisung x reader
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jisung's not a kid anymore. far from it. nothing about him reflects the child everyone insists on treating him as. his shoulders are broad and his voice is deep, he towers over all those he knows and his features have angled and hardened, he's in university for fucks sake. he's grown.
it irks him to be treated like a child. but what irks him most is that he is older than you are but you are not doted on in the way he is. you're treated as an equal. like he should be. and you seemed to revel in it. in jisung's eyes, you knew how much it bothered him and you fed into it, sending him glances that made his blood boil whenever an off comment about him was thrown around.
so, he couldn't control himself, losing his temper when you strolled into the small apartment he shared with jeno and renjun, lazily making your way towards him and ruffling his hair with a teasing and drawn out, "little jisungie."
jisung couldn't stop himself as he caught your wrists, pinning you to the couch he sat on, face hovering over your own as he easily overpowered you. you struggled beneath him, the look in your eyes making you appear so small.
jisung quickly fumbled with your panties, losing himself in the way you appeared so helpless and scared as you realized his intentions. he groaned as he pumped his dick, using his other large hand to hold your wrists.
he hissed as he sank into you, watching the instant contorting of your features. he thought back to the teasing look in your eyes and wondered if you regretted your actions after feeling the painful sting as you struggled to take his full size. you were gasping and tears started brimming in your eyes as he forced himself to bottom out, balls pressing into your ass as he tried to force himself deeper despite the fact that he had no more to give, and he didn't think there was more you could take. though, jisung knew that in the back of his mind, he didn't care about what you could take, he just wanted to see more tears pour from your glossy, fearful eyes.
there's no way you see him as a child now that he's rutting into you, relishing in the tight squeeze around his cock and the weakening thrashing beneath him. he whispered his own teasing comments into your ear, loving the whimpers and weak apologies as he proclaimed that he was older than you. he was stronger, and you, you were just a weak little thing. and jisung wouldn't be through with you until he was sure that you wouldn't forget it.
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f9smaragdine · 2 months
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Jisung Park as your bf~~
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strlstlvr · 10 months
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OBSESSED, stray kids finding an old fan tweet abt them ♡
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- PART TWO; MAKNAE LINE ! of course you were always their biggest fan, too bad they took a deep dive and found out how obsessed you actually were
⋆·˚ ༘ * smau, crack
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link to part one! hyung line <3
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hugs2doie · 3 months
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you and jisung texts when you two go to the mall together but you accidentally lost him because you walked towards a store and you lost him
losing jisung in the mall
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suxh a jisung thing i love rhis ask
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beomgewz · 1 month
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LINGER
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[SYNOPSIS] , despite all of your efforts, you still cannot get over your 5 year crush on the shy boy from high school. to top everything off, he has a long term girlfriend of 3 years!
[PAIRING] , park jisung x fem!reader
[STATUS] , on going , updates weekly
[START] , 24 february 2024
[END] , tba
[GENRE] , strangers to friends to lovers, she fell first but he fell harder, college!au
[FEATURING] , nct dream , (ZB1) sung hanbin, (TXT) choi beomgyu, choi soobin, (ENHYPEN) sim jaeyun, (AMPERS&ONE) na kamden, ++ more!
[WARNINGS] , unrequited love (at first), angsty(?), more to be added !
[NOTES] , this is going to be my second smau so im sorry if its not good, this smau will hurttt to write omg
ask to be added to the taglist !
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operation: find yn a man | jisungs backup dancers
chapters !
one , no more insane
two , marks girlfriend ?!
three , detective yn
four , passenger princess (621 words)
five , wanna hear a funny joke?
TBA…
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lheebra · 2 months
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— 𝐎𝐓𝟕!𝐍𝐂𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 as the random dude that slides in your dms
✰ PAIRING. ot7!nct dream x gn!reader.
✰ TW. swearing. mentions of food. mentions of a blunt😭
✰ DISCLAIMER. due weird ppl sending me weird anon asks, i have to clarify that i took inspiration from pinterest and several messages i saw👍 that’s it. pls don’t be weird bc this is just for fun.
↳ find riize’s version here || find enhypen’s version here
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dani’s podcast🎙️: i promise this is the last one i post with this theme HELP😭 i just had a lot of fun doing these:p
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slutforleeminho · 11 months
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I have a Suggestion • Han Jisung
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Jisung has a suggestion as to how to help you with your insanely high sex drive
You would never consider yourself a slut, but the constant ache in your lower region made it difficult to keep your pants on. You discovered this in high school when you’d come home and make a b line straight to your nightstand where you kept your vibrator and some lube just in case. But you never needed it, your panties were always soaked at the end of the day. The littlest things would get your heart rate up and body burning with need, like that one time freshman year when a very handsome boy had to squeeze between you and someone else, placing his hands on your hips and slipping through the small space, rubbing his entire front against your back and his lower half against your ass. You had to run to the bathroom the relieve the pressure that was building up. And that very same boy is now someone you would trust with your life.
Han Jisung.
He was your best friend and also the only person who knows about your problem. Well it wasn’t a problem at first but it turned into one when you started to go out every Friday and Saturday night with intentions to get railed by complete strangers. And jisung didn’t like that at all. “Are you trying to get aids?” He’d asked you after the third weekend of you going out and not coming home till the morning. And then he started staying over at your place on the weekends just to hold you hostage so you could go out and fall into temptation. But little did he know he wasn’t making it any easier on you, especially when he walked around your apartment in nothing but a towel hanging lowly on his hips, showing off his toned stomach and a prominent v line disappearing underneath the material. And a toothbrush hanging out of his mouth, while he walked to the room to grab something out of his bag. He always slept in your bed with you, “to make sure you don’t run off in the middle of the night” he explained while settling under the blankets and letting out a satisfied hum. You didn’t mind sharing a bed with him at all, but it made it difficult on the nights you so desperately needed to touch yourself. And you won’t even lie, sometimes…. you did, with your best friend less than a foot away from you. And you could’ve swore that those nights your orgasms were so much more intense. But you couldn’t figure out why.
It was currently Saturday night and jisung was in the kitchen making you both dinner. It was a sweet gesture but it made your whole body heat up from the sight of him. You finally decided to stop ogling him and walk into the kitchen, and throw your top half over the kitchen island and groan as loud groan of frustration. “Can I pleeeeease just go out tonight? I’ll only be gone for a couple hours.” You smile up at him, giving him your best puppy dog eyes, hoping the cuteness would seduce him into letting you leave, your underwear is probably already ruined so you need to get out of here before you do something you’ll regret. “No” is all he says, continuing on the food. “You let you head fall onto the counter, with a loud thump and a whine coming from your mouth. “This is so annoying” you started flopping around like a fish, your whole body convulsing. “You aren’t my dad y’kow” your voice somewhat muffled by your hair thrown all over your face. “I might as well be, now get up before you get your hair in the food. Why are you whining anyways?” He asked as you straightened you body and fixed your hair.
“It’s uh… kinda tmi” You avoided eye contact by looking at you hands.
“Well go ahead. I already know all your dirty secrets anyway” Did he know you masterbate with him right next to you while you look at his beautiful face as a visual? Probably not.
You took a deep breath and said it before you could think too much about it and chicken out. “I already got off this morning and I still feel like I’m gonna explode. So please let me go out.” Your voice was high pitched. “I have a better idea” You waited for him to continue, open to anything at this point. “ let’s watch porn together, and you can touch yourself if you want too. But I don’t want you out there sleeping around with other guys.” You were stunned for a moment but then imagining the outcome of this. “I don’t know. I get really….. weird when I’m in the mood.” You said recalling the other times you’ve almost gone crazy chasing after your high. “I don’t think straight and I take things too far.”
“I’m okay with whatever you choose as long as you stay.” You could already feel list clouding you senses and you don’t think you couldn’t go without some kind of release tonight. You finally agreed after some time and jisung reassuring you that nothing would change between the both of you and that this was just him helping you out as a friend. He placed his laptop on the coffee table in the living room and pulled up the website “he often uses” he had said. You both sat in the floor in front of it, your backs pressed against the sofa. “What do like to watch?” He turned his head to look at you, while you were staring at the choices on the computer screen, all of the were just regular maleXfemale in missionary. You looked back at jisung almost embarrassed to tell him what you always watch but you do anyways.
“Lesbian” Your voice lower than a whisper. Jisungs eyes got bigger and his dick twitched in his pants. If he wasn’t hard earlier (which he was, seeing you get all needy and beg to let you go out and get dicked down) he was now. He nodded and clicked on the search bar to type it out, and letting you pick which video. You clicked on a video by you favorite creators. A sweet couple, both beautiful, and one of them had the sweetest moans. The video is mostly forplay, one of the girls sucking on her tits and groping her ass and eventually rubbing her middle finger up and down her cunt, making her whimper and grind against her hand. You glanced over at jisung, his arms were crossed and his legs were spread, giving you the perfect view of his hard on. His eyebrows were scrunched together in concentration and his lip tucked between is teeth. He was breathing heavily and you could tell he was just as horny as you were now. “I’ll be right back” you said, abruptly standing up and heading to you room. You returned with a blanket and jisung thought nothing of it, you were probably just cold. But as time went on he noticed a little bit of movement under the blanket right in between your thighs. He was so focused on the slight movements he didn’t notice you were staring at him, not halting your movements even a little. When he did look up and meet your gaze he almost came in his pants. You looked so fucked out already, your lips parted and eyebrows scrunched a little from the pleasure, but what really had him going was the way you were looking at him while you did it. I. Fact your hand sped up once you made eye contact and you looked him up and down. “Touch yourself” you finally said. “I don’t have a blanket” he smirked looking down at your covering. You flung it from off your body and threw it at him. “Here you can have mine” you retorted. His jaw almost hit the floor when his eyes scanned over your body. Your short you were wearing earlier we’re now around your ankles along with your underwear. But what shocked him the most is that the movement under that blanket wasn’t just your hand rubbing your cunt, it was a pink dildo. So that must’ve been why you went to your room.
Even with Jisungs eyes on you, you didn’t stop your movements, still plunging the toy in and out of your dripping cunt. He sat there for a moment, surprised by your boldness. “Jisung” he pulled his eyes away from your body to look at your face. “That looks painful” your eyes trailed down his own body. His eyes followed to where yours were looking, and landed on his crotch, where his jeans have gotten significantly tighter. “Ji please” your voice was airy. You rarely called him that unless you were really desperate and trying to convince him of something. He finally gave in and placed his hand over his bulge and started palming himself through his pants. Letting out a sigh of relief, you were right, it was getting painful. But that only lasted a few minutes before you wanted more. “Take off your pants” It went on like that until his pants and underwear were discarded and joined the pile of your own clothes. He was lazily stroking his cock while staring at the screen. While you were staring and him. His toned thighs, the way his hand wrapped around his length, the precum beading at the tip before he swiped his thumb over it to use as lubricant. It was making your insides flutter. Soon he was aggressively pulling at his cock, trying to relieve the building pressure growing in his lower abdomen. You were fucking yourself at the same pace, attempting to match his movements. You were both getting so close but you just couldn’t seem to fully get there. “Ji…. “ he snapped his head in your direction to see what you needed, only find you with your head thrown back over the couch cushion with your eyes screwed shut and you face contorted in pleasure.
Were you…… moaning his name?
Your eyes slowly opened and your head tilted to look at him one last time before you exploded. “Fuck Ji” you let out a drawn out moan and you whole body convulsed and twitched as the wave of pleasure crashed over you. Jisung couldn’t help but watch as you reached your end, squeezing himself a little harder while thrusting up into his hand while spurts of cum painted his hand and thighs. His hand slowed as he came down from his high even though he was still hard. But you didn’t stop, you kept going even after your orgasm. You arched your back from the overstimulation but kept going while letting out small whimpers. “Not enough” you said quietly, still out of breath. “What do you mean?” Jisung asked, clearly confused. “It’s not enough Ji I need……” your wrist finally slowed and you pulled the toy out of you and set it to the side. You sat up straight and looked into his eyes. “I need you to fuck me Jisung” his eyes widen and his lips parted like he wanted to respond but he couldn’t. “Please” you begged.
He wasn’t about to miss possibly his only chance to be with you.
“I thought you’d never ask” he shot up from his spot on the floor and hovered over you, placing his lips to your neck and his hands on your covered breasts. You moaned as he sucked on the most sensitive spots on your neck and collar bone. He raised your shirt up until it was over your head and thrown across the room. Once you were completely exposed to him he dove into your chest, sucking and licking at your nipple and then moving to give the same attention to the other one. Your fingers were tangled in his hair, gently pulling and urging him to continue. He trailed down your abdomen and lest soft kisses on your inner thighs. After some encouraging from your whines and whimpering he finally licked a long stripe up your center before diving in and sucking on your clit.
“Shit Ji” your back arched and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. His tongue worked wonders on you, pushing in and out of your entrance and nudging you closer to the edge once more. He pushed two fingers inside of you and curled them while roughly sucking on your clit. Your fingers pulled harshly at his hair making him moan. The vibrations shot through your body and your legs began to shake and your body convulsed as your second orgasm hit you hard. Your thighs wrapped around his head and his tongue slowed as you came down from your high.
Before he could even say a word you were pulling him up to you and begging for more. “I need you inside me” you wrapped your legs around his torso and pulled his shirt off of him. “You weren’t kidding when you said you don’t think straight” he smirked down at you. “Do you wanna stop?” You raised your eyebrows at him, daring him to say yes. “No” is all he said. “Good, cause I might cry if we do.” He was about to say something smart but you cut him off by kissing him. Aggressive. Aggressive was the only word to describe it. All teeth and tongue, moaning into each other’s mouth. Desperate to feel something, anything, you placed you hand around his throbbing cock and aligned it with you core, squeezing it slightly. You ground your hips upwards and his tip pressed against your entrance but didn’t quite enter. You were the first one to break the kiss. “Please just put it in Ji” you felt like you would explode if you didn’t release soon. “You’ve tortured me enough tonight”
“Oh not nearly enough” he was smiling ear to ear which worried you.
“Save it for another time”
“There’ll be another time?”
“If you don’t want me going out then yes” apparently that was all it took for him to finally push in, filling you up perfectly. The stretch was amazing, he may not be the biggest guy you’ve been with but he was at least in the top five.
His thrust started out slow but soon sped up, per your request. He was hitting every spot just right, making your toes curl. You ran your hand down his abdomen, he didn’t have abs but he was toned, and the firmness was making you clench around him. With every thrust you could see his muscles clench and unclench, you could hear his heavy breathing and quiet moans. You could see a thin layer of sweat building on his skin, the way his hair was sticking to his forehead and his lips were parted. His eyes were screwed shut, probably trying his hardest not to cum to soon. You never looked so closely at the people you slept with, but now you were taking in every detail of him, drinking in the way he moans your name and holds you so tight. It was so intimate and was going to have you coming for the third time very soon. “Oh my gosh” was all you could get out before you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulling him closer to you, and moaning his name as your walls clamped around him making it hard for him to move. But the tightness made his hips stutter and suddenly he was spilling his seed into you without a warning.
He collapsed on top of you, unable to move as he came back to earth. Your fingers played with his sweaty hair while you both just layer in your living room floor completely naked. “That was the best idea you’ve ever had” you stared at the ceiling until he lifted his head to look at you. “Are you satisfied now?” He asked jokingly. “I could go another round” you answered not so jokingly.
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First i would like to say THANK YOUUU SO MUCH FOR 200 FOLLOWERS!!!!!!! This is so exciting! And I would also like to apologize for not being active. After the passing of Astro member Moonbin and some personal things happened, I felt like I needed a break from everything. And after this incident I created a twitter and instagram account dedicated to saying kind things about skz. I know people say we can’t help them but I’m sure as hell going to try. They’ll probably never see it and that’s fine but I just want them to know how loved they are. Please I beg you go follow it so it can grow and reach more stays and possibly skz, it’s stayville143 and you can dm that account of something you would like to say about them and I’ll surely post it. I’m so sorry for the long message but I’m tired of seeing these idols lose their lives to hate. And I don’t think I could take it if something happened to any of straykids.
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jenosz · 11 months
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whiny, park jisung.
….smut in honour of him becoming my second dream bias. also yes he has red hair in this i miss it so bad ok. this was a little bit filthy compared to what i’m used to lol. masterlist <3
cw: size kink is kinda obvi, graphic descriptions of sex, oral (f receiving), lots of pet names, dom!jisung, swearing too.
jisung had never thought of himself or his fantasies as perverted, if anything you were to blame for his most recent dreams. despite a long running relationship, the two of you had only fucked a handful of times, whilst the two of you enjoyed yourselves each n every time; jisung knew his tour schedule was to blame but luckily enough for the pair of you, he had quite the ‘resting’ time before completing the dream show stops in japan.
and even luckier for you, his hair was fresh out of the salon, trimmed and dyed in a deep, cherry wine red. your favourite colour. with your back turned to him, jisung could practically feel his eyes darken at the sight of your frame alone. could you blame him? the two of you hadn’t even touched each other for a month, n jisung swears every time he closes his eyes he hears you. your moans, even the ones that come out strangled or like a sob when he has you cumming for the fifth time that night, but most importantly your whines.
your tendency to act like a spoilt brat was one of his favourite things about you, but there was something so insane about the way you’d let out a whine that sounded a lot like his name, every time he would slow his pace (almost entirely) and pull his cock out of you, not completely, but enough for you to cry out for him before he slams himself back into you. and boy had he missed it.
wrapping his arms around your frame, he feels you jump slightly but your shoulders relax when he nuzzled himself into your neck. “hi baby.” his voice is deep, deeper than usual, and he practically smells like sex.
“hi, handsome.” you giggle as he brings his hands to your sides and jabs at them, loving the way your squirm in his hold. so small, even your hands as you attempt to grab his larger ones n pull them off of you. weaker than him. turning in his hold, your giggling is silenced when yours eyes take in his being. “oh my fucking god, ji. you didn’t.”
“you like it?” you were wet just looking at him, with the heat between your legs practically pulsating for him. ignoring his question, your gaze flickers between his hair n his lips. he’s doing it on purpose, licking his bottom lip like that and making his tongue poke out through his cheek. “ji,” you pout.
that is what he had missed, your pouts and the way you whines for him. only him. “what is it, princess?”
“you know what.”
he shakes his head, loosely leaving his hands at your waist and watching you almost climb up his arms to be closer to him. adorable. “use your words, angel.”
“i want you.”
“you want me?” a gasp falls from your lips when you feel two of his slender fingers, slide their way beneath your skirt and between your thighs, poking and prodding at your underwear that practically stick to you with slick. “you do want me.”
“ji, please don’t tease. i’ve been a good girl.” you avoid his gaze and jisung struggles to understand how such an arising sentence embarrasses you. pulling down your underwear with just one of his sizeable hands, he smirks as he feels you place a hand on his bent back to support yourself whilst you step out of them.
“my good girl,” he runs his hands up your legs as he stands up, prompting goosebumps to dance along the surface of your skin. “you don’t deserve to be teased do you?”
“no, please..” you shake your head in disagreement, flush against his chest already with a hand cupping your cheek, you sound pathetic. “please ji, i missed you.”
jisung didn’t need anything more, there you were behaving just like he had hoped, soaking through your underwear for him, begging for him. pushing you back down on the bed he had found you on, your back softly meets the mattress and for a moment you’re so content you forget entirely about your surroundings, that was until you feel your boyfriends tongue on you, starting at your ankle and licking all the way up your leg but stopping before he reaches where you need him the most.
“ji.” you whine again, prompting him to gently bite the inside of your thigh, forcing a moan from your throat.
he takes his time, licking up the inside of your right leg to leave soft kisses on the inside of that thigh. “i missed you, angel.”
“mmph,” your wordlessly and embarrassingly thrust forwards your lower half with any strength you have left in a last ditch attempt to get closer to him. “i missed you too.”
pushing your skirt up so that he can see you, with your head thrown back, jisung gets close to the heat between your legs and speaks into it. “my whiny little girl, i’ll take care of you.” the vibrations of his deep voice against your cunt have your back arching involuntarily.
jisung does as he promised, his tongue lapping against you like a dog, he brings you even closer to him with his hands on your waist. smiling into your cunt at the sounds escaping your lips and how you desperately claw at his dyed hair. “o-oh my god, ji, fuck.”
the first time you cum that night is on his face, the second on his fingers as they proceed to aggressively abuse your needy hole. it’s after your second climax that jisung’s climbs on top of you, a smug smirk dancing on his lips at your panting. “you okay, princess?” you nod, humming in agreement. “i need to hear you, baby.”
“yes, yes i’m okay. i’m really fucking good actually.”
he smiled at your words, you’re just so small and so fucked-out beneath him. he feels as though he’s on cloud nine. “you wanna go again?”
“ask stupid questions n get stupid answers, ji.” his eyes widen at your tone.
“fine, princess. just remember that when i fuck you hard enough for my dick’s outline to be bulging through your stomach, you asked for this.”
reaching up to capture his lips with your own, you smile into the kiss. “practically begged for it.”
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sanakimohara · 3 months
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“MAMACITA” H.J.
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Milking Jisung.
Till he can’t think straight, mumbling how good it feels every time the tip of his cock hits the back of your throat, and his hands jerking against the grip of ropes keeping his hands tied behind his back.
He’s trying so hard to breathe normally, sweat dripping down his temple, and a thin sheen of it glistening on his bare chest and neck. You swallow him whole, staying still for a second or two just to hear him whine a string of pleads before removing your mouth completely with a jaded smile on your face. Jisung’s whole body convulses at the loss of warmth and gentle constriction your throat provides.
“More, please…more,” he groans pathetically, hips lifting towards your face for some sort of contact but you just giggle at his weak attempt and he curses while throwing his head back into the pillow.
“Baby, I swear I’ll cum for you….” Jisung mewls, cock twitching involuntarily as his eyes meet your satisfied stare. You kitten lick his tip, lapping up all the droplets of cum he’s consistently releasing, and not breaking eye contact once.
“You will?…” you muse at him with false delight and he nods with a pout forming on his lips.
His expression twists with a series of pleasant looks. Biting back a smile as he watches your every move. Grinning when you teasingly wrap your lips around his pulsing tip just to release it with a soft ‘pop’ . His eyes roll to the back of his head when you lick a long stripe up the length of his cock, a quiet ‘fucking slut’ falls from his lips shortly after.
You bat your lashes at him innocently, feigning an offended tone as you sat up on your knees and wrapped a fist around his shaft, “Don’t be so mean….im only trying to help you…” A sickeningly sweet smiles inches its way onto your spit and cum coated lips, your voice sending his brain into overdrive, and your greedy little grin growing as you pump his cock pulling a whimper from his chest.
You’d already made him cum twice before this and he was losing his mind with the need to bury himself in your precious pussy, but you wanted him sensitive when he did. That way he’d have no choice but spill load after load, coating your insides with every ounce of his essence, and effectively tiring him out from a long day.
He came home with too much energy and like a obsessive succubus, you were intent on draining him of every last drop.
“You’re not fucking helping…ah- mmmm…me…” Jisung choked on a low moan, eyes snapping open as you coated his length in a generous amount of spit before sinking your mouth down on it entirely again. “Mhmmm,” you moaned around him, allowing his hips to flex up until your nose brushed his lower pelvis. A soft breath escaped your nose as his slit grazed the back of your throat, finally spilling ropes of his salty cum down it, and you gaged gently from the irregular contact.
This was the first time you hadn’t been able to taste him on your tongue. That wasn’t to say you didn’t love the feeling of Jisung shooting ribbons of cum straight down your throat.
“Ah fuck, baby. Look at me!” He called for your attention, panting as he tilted his head to the side to have a direct view of you, and immediately your watery eyes fixed on his.
You swallowed every drop he had to offer, welcoming the fullness of his cock with each pulse, and savoring how good he tasted.
Jisung smiled lazily as you gently massaged his balls, inching your mouth off of him to stop right over his slit, and placing a tender kiss on it before sitting up again.
You looked so beautiful in his eyes. So pure and evil at the same time.
A devilish doll. So cute but crudely selfish with him.
“Want more…” you whispered seductively, gaze fixated on Jisung’s dishsleved appearance, tongue darting out across your plump pink lips to taste the residue of him, and your hands running up the expanse of his chest to wrap tightly around his neck.
You choked him, using your thumbs to caress his jaw and guide his head in your direction. “Can you give me more, baby…I’ll hold every last drop so well…don’t you want that?”
Jisung groans, nodding his head weakly as you coerce another round out of him, “Take…as much as you want….need you to take it,” he rambles, unable to concentrate as you circle your hips on his softened cock. You watch his brows furrow from the sensation, the slick ease your cunt provides already bringing him another errection, and it only takes an accidental slip of his tip inside your throbbing walls for him to fully regain his stamina again.
You don’t try to hold back your delight, moaning loudly as the head of his cock inches past your tight entrance. Jisung tugs at the ropes again, frustrated that he can’t touch you, can’t rid himself of your tedious restraints to hold you down and fuck you senseless on top of him.
You giggle softly at his aggressive reaction, eyes lighting up with amusement as he half growls and half moans in disdain when the rope digs deeper into his skin.
“Mmm, I thought you could handle not touching me,” you tease him between short breathless whimpers, finally able to fully sink yourself down onto his cock, and like always he fits perfectly. Jisung hisses as you clench around his length, leaning forward on him just roll your hips in practiced circles to drag his cock in and out of you at a steady pace.
Your lips place chaste kisses on his heaving chest, getting sloppier as you neared his parted lips, and connecting with them as a shared moan fell from both of you.
His torso ached, knots of pleasure mounting in his stomach as you rode him at a steady pace. Every time your cervix kissed his tip Jisung was seeing stars and you were losing grip on reality.
He may be easy to manage in bed but the moment you had him inside your walls you’d lose any sense of control and would fall apart immediately.
“Untie me,” he growled into your ear, catching sight of the dumbfounded expression on your face as his hips snapped up into yours. He was in charge now, happy to let you be a cock drunk slut for him, and his submissive nature diminishing into pure sadism.
You don’t hesitate to do as he asks, reaching a hand for the slipknot around his wrists, and tugging it lose with the little strength you could find. The instant he felt it loosen enough Jisung freed his hands, giving one harsh slap on your ass which elicited a yelp from you before getting a right grip on your hips.
“My turn,” he mumbles against your lips, smiling so big you swear he’d just seen the gates of heaven but before you can point it out he’s holding you still and slamming his cock into at a newly energized pace.
You claw at his arms, letting your eyes roll in pleasure as he abuses every sweet spot in your cunt he can reach, and Jisung doesn’t slow down once. He’s the greedy one now, licking and sucking on your breast as they bounce with every thrust he gives you.
“Gonna cum in you so much that you’ll be leaking by the time we’re done..”
“Mngh..Jisung…” you whine as your climax nears and he smirks at the sound.
“Told you I’d give you my all, didn’t I baby? Mhm, yeah…god you’re such a whiny slut aren’t you?…”
Jisung ran his smart mouth without a care for your replies, so close to his high that all he need to hear was the fluctuating cries of pleasure you let out the harder he fucked you.
He wrapped both arms around your waist and administered a particularly harsh thrust up into your dripping your cunt causing the knot to snap for both of you.
“Fuck!” Jisung hissed loudly, holding you down as his warm seed spilled deep into your flexing walls.
You were shaking, body quivering as he unloaded gracious amounts of cum as your release seeped onto him in return.
Jisung let you ride your high out for a moment, licking a long stripe up between your breasts and neck as he watched you milk him dry.
“Slut,” he teased under his breath and you returned the lighthearted insult with a smirk on your lips, “Man whore..” you mumble back.
Jisung laughed and pressed a kiss to your jaw, “Only for you…” he whispers.
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minhyeong · 4 months
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[ mark ] 
making tiramisu at home when neither of you know what you're doing and only have some vague instructions that he downloaded off the internet
the apron he wears does a poor job at protecting his clothes because he still ends up getting cream and sugar everywhere
all the “dude (affectionate), just trust me” and you, in fact, do not trust him when he looks so messy that even his eyebrows are covered in powder
the tiramisu ends up tasting spicy because he didn't look at the label and dumped in chili powder instead of cocoa powder
you have to fight to keep a straight face and tell him it tastes fine when you take the first bite because how could you say no when he’s looking at you with puppy eyes
[ renjun ] 
curling up in the blanket after a shower and having him blow dry your hair when you had a long day
tenderly runs his fingers through your hair to detangle everything and gives you the gentlest scalp massage
hums in acknowledgment as he carefully listens to you rant about everything that annoyed you throughout the day and offers to beat up that one person who really got on your nerves
pulls the blanket back up when it starts to slip off your shoulder and bundles you up until you can barely move your arms
soothingly pats your head with a soft smile when he sees you looking drowsy by the time your hair is all dry and lays your head on his lap so you can comfortably finish talking about your day
[ jeno ] 
eating cereal on the kitchen floor half awake at some ungodly hour because you couldn't go back to sleep and he didn't want you to eat alone
you thought you were quiet when you inched out of bed and tiptoed to the kitchen but he's a light sleeper, sensed you moving, and trailed right after you
he never questions you and just takes a seat right next to you on the floor, happily nodding when you sheepishly ask if he would like some cereal too
you randomly propose a toast and clink your bowl with his before taking a sip of the milk, and he simply follows along
holds your hand and rubs your back as the sun rises, and you realize you couldn’t be more grateful for him
[ haechan ] 
having him squeeze behind you into the limited space on your chair and cling onto you like a koala when you're just trying to finish your work
swears he won’t distract you and just wants to be with you (it’s a lie) and even offers to help you complete your work when he doesn’t even know what you’re doing
doesn’t do much at first and stays so stay that you actually find the gentle drum of his heart against your back calming
but then he gets bored after a few moments and roughly digs his nose into your neck until you’re shoving his head away
somehow persuades you into taking a short break but never actually allows you to return to the task because he can’t possibly let go once he has your full attention
[ jaemin ] 
unboxing and testing the various lip balm samples that you got in the mail to see which one you should actually invest in
is somehow even more excited than you are and leans in so close that you can barely see the box because he’s hovering right above it
the look of disgust on his face is unmistakable when he sees the strawberry lip balm in the package and makes you pinky promise to never use that one
steals a kiss from you when you try the coffee lip balm and sends your brain short circuiting and heart reeling
he somehow ends up with even glossier, smoother lips than you do after he goes through every single one and decides the coffee one is indeed his favorite
[ chenle ] 
helping him clean out his overflowing closet but it turns into a 'which piece of clothing is going into your collection next' search instead
lets you be his personal stylist and pick out outfits that he models for you with a little twirl
thinks you look cute in every single shirt of his you try on, and his cute aggression flares up a few times where he propels himself forward and knocks the wind out of you in a bear hug
when you confess that you've stolen a few of his hoodies, he just knowingly nods and laughs because he has definitely left them behind at your place on purpose
you're wearing about eight layers of clothes and dragging three huge bags of things from his closet home with you by the end
[ jisung ] 
making beaded jewelry while binging your favorite movies in a questionable pillow fort that looks like it's seconds away from collapsing
he meticulously measures your wrist to get the perfect length and vows to make you the coolest bracelet ever
gets so focused on trying to loop the string through the beads that he hasn't been paying attention to the movies at all because he wants it to be perfect
but then he spills everything and all the blankets come crashing down when he frantically scrambles to salvage the bracelet and accidentally rams his body into the structure
it's impossible to locate every little bead so it feels like you're stepping on legos for the next three days when they keep on randomly popping up under your feet (10/10 would still do it again)
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neocentral · 9 months
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Your arms are tightly wrapped around Jisung’s back, nails grazing his soft skin as you reach for his hair to pull him deeper into your neck. He pants into the crevice, hot puffs and noises of pleasure muffled within it. The movements of his hips are slow and precise, his cock hitting the spot that has you whimpering into his ear and your split thighs trembling around his body fit between the space.
Your eyes open, catching a glimpse of the luxurious headboard and fixtures of light around the room, Jisung’s pale, bare shoulders and soft dark hair, and your hands grasping at any part of him you can reach. You let your eyelids flutter shut, unable to rip your attention from his warmth and the pleasure brought with it. It feels intimate. It has for weeks.
Jisung is a romantic, you knew that before your arrangement had begun. And despite his efforts to deny it, it was clear that nothing had changed. Made even more so by the increasing romantic gestures each time he gave in to his desires. A bouquet of flowers to your favorite takeout and everything in between. Even during the most innocent moments like when he soothingly rubbed your feet or gently tended to your hair, his touches, his glances, his words were tender. 
This time was no different. The hotel room is nice, far too nice for a struggling university student like he is to afford, but you said nothing of it as you pushed your way inside, distracting yourself by locking your lips with his and desperately pawing at his hoodie. Jisung let you, swallowing his words and giving in to your touch, relishing in it. His body’s reaction was immediate, skin burning and heart thumping as he followed your lead.
Jisung thrusts harshly as if he senses your wandering mind, forcing a whine from your throat. Gentle sucks trail up the column of your throat as Jisung makes his way up to your mouth. Soft kisses are laid on your lips between hot pants that blend with his the closer you get to your climaxes. 
His lithe fingers slither between your sweaty bodies, taking his time approaching your core to savor the feeling of your skin underneath his fingertips. He begins to swirl the flat pads of his digits around your swollen bud in the way he has grown so familiar with. You gasp shakily, the stimulation to your clit and the pounding of his stiff cock in your gummy walls causing you to feel weightless, falling limp with one last scratch down his back. 
Your walls spasm around him as you cum, eliciting a groan from the man above you. Jisung uses you mercilessly, abandoning the slow pace he had used during your intimate encounter. You whimper, writhing beneath him as he overstimulates you. Tears fill your waterline and Jisung lays sweet pecks to your face as his body tenses and his thrusts turn sloppy.
He connects his lips with yours again, moaning into your mouth as he stills inside you, grabbing your weak hands and sliding them up the soft sheets.
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writingforstraykids · 25 days
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Please please Jisung soft thoughts!!
Ji has a special place in my heart so excuse the anxious bits down there🖤 thank you @zehina for your thoughts☺️
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Ji tends to forget things, easily getting overwhelmed by his tight schedule. So you started reminding him of important things, even if they don't include you. No matter if it's an interview he has to get to or an earlier dance practice than usual. After the first few times, he burst into tears and was late because he didn't feel like leaving you yet. When you can't be there in person, you remind him with little notes, small hearts drawn all over them. He keeps them all stored in his wallet and phone case, sometimes showing his friends because he can't shut up about you.
Jisung shamelessly dedicates love song after love song to you. It drives Chan mad sometimes when Ji comes running with another sappy song, dripping with feelings for you, and announces it as "the best idea yet. " One time, he was able to convince you to hum for a low melody in the background, and he was about to drop onto one knee and make you his right there. Changbin was kind enough to stop him and pulled him up on his way down. The boy's in love with you, what can you say?
Jisung's struggles due to his anxiety are no secret to you, and you know how hard he's working on it. He has memorized his breathing techniques and knows how to ask for help if things get too overwhelming by now. That doesn't mean there aren't any bad days and it's those he seeks you out silently. He crawls into your lap and doesn't leave until he feels better. At first, this has taken you by surprise and worried you deeply, but over time, you knew it was his way of getting help when he needs it.
Then there are times when things get too much and he panics. Sometimes you pick up on the signs way before he does and you always make sure to find a private space for it to happen. He lets you hold him, whisper soothing words to him and rub his back. He holds onto your sweater tightly, reminding himself to breathe as your comfort surrounds him like a fuzzy blanket. Ji hates himself for those times and looks at you with wide, wet and incredibly vulnerable eyes, always scared you'd have enough one day. You never fail to assure him you're proud of him and love him so much. You also thank him for trusting you with this.
You are his everything in every way possible. You're his reason to smile, his reason to get up in the morning and his main purpose is making you happy. He can't stop rambling on about you to his friends and oh, how they tease him for it sometimes. In the end he doesn't care because you're his pride. He loves you so deeply, you can't help but feeling protective of his tender heart.
You know you have to handle your sweet boy with care, especially on his rough days. Your often so quirky and sassy boyfriend can get hurt so quickly in the wrong moment you've learned it the hard way. He learned to trust you and open up to you if something seems like too much instead of shutting himself off. He's big on communication now, which you love so much about him.
Jisung always has time to listen to your worries and comfort you. You're his safe place so why would he be anything else in return? He loves being needed by you and showing you how much he loves you and cares about you. He always manages to make you laugh, reminding you that sometimes taking a step back is needed and totally fine.
He knows you love his cheeks. You love to squish them adoringly, cooing at him as you do. You love to feed him and lovingly tease him, poking his cheeks. He knows you mean well and as shy as he gets, he thinks it's so sweet of you to adore a part of him so so much. So of course he lets you squish them, make stupid noises and kiss them.
Ji is big on little acts of love. He can't remember his own schedule but he knows your favorite orders by heart. He surprises you with your favorite food, buys you a comfy sweater you've been eyeing for the past week and draw you a bath when you're tired. He reminds you every day that he loves you and that you mean the world to him before either of you leaves the house. Jisung loves holding your hand, even if it's just two fingers linked. He can't stop himself from surprising you with little bits because the smile covering your lips when he does is more than he could ever ask for.
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Auralism Pt. 3 | PJS (M)
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Voice actor Jisung x fem reader
Part 1. Part 2.
Summary: Your minimum wage job at a cafe brings you little to no joy. That was till an unexpected person walked through the door during your closing shift, making your day a lot more eventful.
Warnings: sexual content, dom Jisung, big dick Jisung, public sex, oral (fem and male receiving), face hitting/smacking (not enough to hurt the reader), fingering, cum eating, almost (actually) caught, face riding, face fucking, deep voice Jisung the whole time, hes very talkative
Word count: 6,3k
A/N: hey (laughs nervously) I haven't posted anything in almost a month ik it's criminal lmao. Life has been beating my ass. I hope you guys enjoy it I suffered writing this. Feedback is loved and appreciated 🤍🤍
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He did it. He actually did it.
Jisung did a face reveal.
And God, was he one of the finest men you've ever seen. His big brown eyes, sharp nose, plump lips. If sex was a person it would probably be him. He looked better than anything you've ever imagined and deep down you're glad he was handsome because it couldn't break your fantasy. But now your fantasy could be ten times greater.
And unfortunately for you, it means you'll be all the more crazier. Masturbating to his voice is one thing, but you took a jump and masturbated to his face. Now you're at work, trying to clean the tables of the cafe as you attempted to push the events of the night prior to the back of your head. Very rarely are you embarrassed, but this was a new low. But was it really your fault that the center of all your orgasms just happened to be just as hot as his voice?
You're busy scrubbing the tables when you hear the bell on the door ring. It was the middle of closing and you just wanted to make it home to rest at a reasonable hour.
"I'm sorry sir, we're about to close in 10 minutes," you said, still wiping down tables.
"I'm sorry, you guys are the only people open right now and I really need some coffee."
Your heart dropped as soon as you heard his voice. Looking up slowly, you looked at him, standing there in front of you. "I-I…I.."
Jisung looked at you confused, brows furrowed not knowing what's wrong with either you or him. He watched as you gulped, going a bit wide eyed as you kept staring at him. "Are you okay?"
You were usually really good at masking your emotions from your many hours in this job, but this time couldn't be helped. If there was a list of the top ten embarrassing moments of your life, this would definitely be number one. You couldn't even respond to him, hands trembling on your sides slightly. But you had to pull it together, fake it till he left.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine," you said, but he still looked at you worried. "We're going to close soon though."
"I know…but I really need coffee. Is an Americano okay," he asked, voice whining as he begged.
You gulped as his voice hit your ears, growing more and more aroused as you stood there listening. You couldn't help but stare at him in all his glory. He's tall, probably about 5'11 from where you were standing. He's wearing shorts and a hoodie, but he looks to be pretty muscular and in good shape. You watched as he pulled his wallet out the pocket of his hoodie, the way his fingers were wrapping around the object. You always thought he was just hyping himself up for the audios but fuck, his hands were big. Fingers were long too just like he said.
You didn't notice how long you were checking him out until you heard him clear his throat. Startled, your eyes search to look at anything but him. You really want to go home for the night, but making his coffee as an excuse to keep staring at him is a better idea.
"I don't know if you're tired or not but you keep staring at me," he said, giving you a warm chuckle.
You blinked, snapping out of the trance you were in and looked up at him. "Yeah sorry, I'm exhausted," you laughed, trying not to make the atmosphere stiff. "I’ll make you coffee. Just sit over here."
Jisung walked over to the stool, climbing on the chair as you went behind the counter. You began making his drink, not speaking a word as you worked. The lights in the cafe were dim, giving his features pretty lighting. The way the light hit his long lashes and pretty lips turned your legs to putty. You weren't even paying attention to what you were doing, spilling some of the ice on the ground.
Jisung looked up from his phone, brow raising as he watched you scramble to clean it up. Jisung noticed how jittery you were since he walked in and couldn't understand why. At first, he thought it was just because you were tired, but he saw you staring at him, sneaking gazes a little too much. He wondered what was on your mind, why exactly you kept looking at him. You were definitely his type from a looks standpoint too so maybe he should make the atmosphere less awkward.
Jisung cleared his throat as he looked at you across the counter, gaining your attention for a second. "So, are you from around here?"
You continued making his coffee, pouring 2 shots of espresso in the cup. "Yep, born and raised," you answered, trying to keep your composure. "What about you?"
"Just moved out here a couple of weeks ago," he answered, pushing his hair back.
You froze for a second, processing his words. He's been around you this whole time and you had no idea? Of course you would have no idea, you had no idea who he was up until the night prior. But the fact remained that you could have spoken to him at any time, completely unaware that he was the man making your day worth it every night.
"Really," you said, pouring the espresso over the ice. "Are you in school or anything?"
"Yeah, I'm in uni," he nodded. You watched as he licked his lips following his answer.
"What's your major?"
"Computer science."
You snickered to yourself. No one would ever guess he was a computer science major based off of his reddit content. He seemed like a completely different person offline, nothing like you imagined but you liked that. "So you live on campus or..?
"Oh no I have my own place that I rent out," he answered, shaking his bangs from his face. You were too focused on making his coffee to notice him eyeing your body from across the counter. If you did notice you'd probably melt or something, he's very careful with his looks.
"Really? This city is pretty expensive to live in, especially as a college student," you said. "Sugar?"
"Oh yeah, sure," he answered.
You nodded and added sugar before putting the cover on the plastic cup. You placed it in front of him, giving him a small smile. "It's on the house."
He looked at you surprised, but shook his head. "No, no. I'll pay, I'm holding you up anyway."
"Okay if you say so," you said and laughed softly. You started cleaning the coffee machines, throwing the grounds in the trash and throwing the dirty utensils used for the day into the sink. "So," you said trying to fill the silence, "do you do anything else besides school?"
"Oh yeah, I work," he said, sipping his coffee. But you knew that already. You knew his job, and you knew it very well.
"What's your job?"
Jisung glanced at you, who was looking at him intently. He didn't know what to say. Should he tell the truth or just give a vague lie? He wasn't exactly open about his job, but he took a leap of faith the night prior with his face reveal. People were bound to recognize him sooner or later.
"I do a bit of voice acting," he said, taking a sip right after.
"Really? Voice acting and computer science are really different things," you said leaning on the counter.
"Well, a lot of people told me I should try. They said I have a nice voice."
"They were right," you complimented. "It's really nice." You didn't realize how you said it, but your sudden tone change made Jisung quirk his brow. You were really trying to keep it together but the more he spoke, the more memories flooded in your head of every single time you laid in your bed cumming for hours to his voice. You felt your hands twitch looking at the man, his eyes never really leaving your leaning frame as you looked at him in silence, heart and head racing.
"Thank you." Jisung took another sip, but this time it was slow as he kept eye contact with you. The air grew thicker, you looking prettier than when he first walked in as he kept his eyes on you. "I never really asked you about yourself. What do you do besides this?"
"Go to school, write a bit, nothing special," you answered.
"Mhm.."
At this rate, you were probably going to slip up if he kept making noises like that. Sweat was collecting on your temple from your raging hormones – it was almost becoming too much to bear. All you think about it was him fucking you against the counter, hand wrapped around your throat as he whispered nasty things in your ears. He was so hot just sitting there drinking, you felt like a hormonal teenager. Your underwear was not surviving the night dry. You lifted yourself off the counter and went to the sink full of dishes, sticking your hands in the water to clean them.
"What do you write," he asked, typing on his phone.
"In school I do a lot of research reports, but I write lots of fiction in my own time," you answered.
Jisung hit the post button, placing his phone on the counter. However it didn't go unnoticed how yours buzzed at almost the exact same time. Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe it was just a weird thing that happened at the moment, but maybe the thought in the back of his head was right the whole time. Maybe you did know who he was and that was why you were acting weird when he first walked in.
You picked up your phone, checking the notification to see it was a post by the very many sitting in front of you. You read it, reading something about him being bored so there was probably going to be a surprise later that night. Right as you glanced up at him from your phone, he was staring right at you, a smirk tugging in his lips.
"So you do know me," he chuckled softly.
"What? I don't know you." You were completely caught off guard by the sudden accusation. The whole time, you thought you were doing so well in masking it, but somehow he found you out.
Jisung took another sip of the cold drink, gulping as he chuckled at your panicked response. "It's okay, you don't have to be nervous." He licked his lips pausing before speaking. You were clearly uncomfortable with the exchange and he should probably stop, but he wanted to have fun with it. "You listen to my stuff often?"
"I…" You blinked, not sure if you wanted to answer his question. You were standing there in a room alone with him just like you always imagined. So many times in your head, you had scenarios of how you would meet him, but at your job wasn't one of them.
"What? Are you embarrassed," he laughed.
"I'm not embarrassed, this is just not the way i thought it'd go," you admitted, mumbling.
"Meeting me? That's cute, you thought about it," he said, resting his face on his palm. "I never asked you your name."
"Y/N," you answered.
"Well, Y/N, I'm glad that I have pretty people like you that listen."
There it was, his soft soothing bedroom voice that made you lose your mind. You were about to respond when he cut you off unexpectedly. "Do you touch yourself listening to them?"
If life were a TV show, there would be a room full of gasps with no one around. You couldn't even move, just keep squeezing your thighs together like you were doing for the past 5 minutes. You felt small with the way his eyes lingered on you, waiting for you to answer.
"You don't have to answer if you want to. I was just curious," he said, giving you a kind smile.
"I-I do."
He nodded, smirking to himself at your change in body language. Nothing turned him on more than knowing you listened to his voice and came from just that. Knowing he could give you pleasure without even looking at you, touching you, doing anything but speak to you was starting to make him hard. Of course he knew all these things happened regardless but having living proof in front of him made his mind reel.
"How often?" He tilted his head slightly, watching you lick your lips as you looked away from him, wiping your hands on your apron.
"Really often.."
"Like every night?"
"Something like that." You said you weren't embarrassed about it before, but somehow this situation is probably the worst thing that could have happened to you. You felt like you were caught doing something wrong, like he was interrogating you in a way. But you liked it, you enjoyed the feeling. It made every fiber in your body tingle, making you even more excited.
"That's cute," he spoke softly. "Do you have a favorite?"
You looked at him then at the time. It was now 20 minutes past 8 and everyone should've long been out, but you've been entertaining the man of your dreams for a while. You couldn't possibly just kick him out, not when he seems as into you as you are into him.
"A couple," you answered honestly. You were beginning to feel shy answering all his questions, telling him about how privately obsessed you were with him. But you had no idea that every answer you gave him was only making him harder and harder underneath his sweats. Jisung meant it when he says the thought of his fans touching themselves to his voice turns him on. He thought about it all the time, but now that there is a living breathing example of this, he feels like he had to drag this out.
"Let me guess your favorite one," he said. "Alone time, date with you, couldn't sleep, stress relief…"
Your breath hitched hearing the title of the audio you were listening to the night prior. Jisung gave you a dry chuckle, licking his lips as you stood there completely still. The sheer power he had over you was astounding and it sent his mind to crazy places. "You like that one don't you?"
You nodded, gulping at the way he stares at you.
"What's your favorite part?" Jisung's fingertip circles the rim of the cup slowly, questions burrowing into your brain.
"I'm…not answering that," you said quietly.
"Why not," he teased playfully. " Would you like it better if I repeated some things to jog your memory?" He stood up from the stool, making his way behind the counter slowly. You watched Jisung walk behind your counter as you backed away after every step he took. His long legs got to you quicker than you expected, making you lean against the counter as you tried to move away from his large frame. Jisung planted a firm hand next to you, moving your body closer to his as he caged you in.
Leaning down to your ear, the soft tickle of his breath made you shiver. You looked at him, side eyeing the man as you watched every move he made hyper aware of whatever he was doing or saying.
"Does my voice turn you on, hm? Does it make your pretty pussy wet?" Jisung laughed darkly watching the visceral reaction you had to his word. You gasped softly, knees almost going weak immediately as you whipped your head to him, making him raise a brow at you. "Was it that one, or maybe it's an even better line. What about "I know you want my big cock to stretch you good. If I had you I'd fuck you so good you wouldn't remember your name." "
Your mouth parted slightly going dry hearing the words he said in the mic hit your ears in real time. This was definitely a fantasy you played in your head over and over, a reoccurring wet dream that started feeling lucid. At this point you couldn't tell if it was real or fake, if he was actually standing in front of you or if you were genuinely crazy.
"So which one, hm? Or should I keep reciting more lines," he asked, smirk on his face as he scanned your expression.
"Those were fine," you responded breathlessly. At this point, his face was extra close to yours. You couldn't look him in the eyes, afraid you'd fall to your knees and beg him to touch you so you opted for his lips instead. But oh boy, was that a bad idea, because now you couldn't stop thinking about kissing him, his lips all over your body, how they would feel all over your core.
Jisung stares at you, emotions coming to a standstill as he feels his dick becoming fully hard in his pants. This could either go one of two ways: he fucks you on this counter or rubs one out at home. But it's not looking like the second option is happening anytime soon. Not when he happened to be in a situation where 2 of his fantasies could happen at once.
"Do you have any other favorites? I could repeat some more stuff," he said. Jisung licked his lips as he eyed you, watching you squirm slightly under him. "Or maybe we can reenact it."
"Yes," you answered almost too quickly. "I-I wanna reenact it."
Jisung placed his hand on your hip, pressing his fingertips into your side. Your mind went fuzzy, his hands on your body turning your aching core into a pool. You could cum just from his hand on your hip and it wasn't even touching your bare skin. "Tell me which one and I'll make it happen, beautiful."
"7 minutes in heaven," you answer quietly, looking down at your feet. You don't know why you felt so embarrassed telling him about that particular audio, but it was another one you listened to often also. It was one of the rare audios where he showed his rough side, the side that would linger in your head for days to come.
Without a word, he chuckled softly, taking your chin between his fingers and lifting your head. "You're a little pervert, you know that right? Get on the floor."
You kneeled down directly in front of him, pants getting wet from the pool of melted ice from earlier. It hadn't registered that you were doing this in an area where anyone could walk by, where cameras are pointed, but you were far too gone. You looked up at him, breathing heavily as he stared down with hungry eyes.
"Tell me what you liked about it."
"How demanding you were," you mumbled.
He gave you a dry chuckle, licking his lips as he stared down at you. "Suck my dick." You looked up at him, brows raised high as you remained still. Jisung looked at you mockingly, tilting his head when you didn't move. "You can't hear all of a sudden? Suck my dick."
Jisung didn't have to say a word before your hands flew to the waist of his sweats, untying the string. Your fingers made quick work of the knit, but your hands hesitated to go into his pants. You couldn't believe this was actually happening. You were going to fuck the man of your dreams.
"Don't hesitate," he said softly.
You gulped nervously, nodding as you pulled the waist of his sweats and boxers down enough to allow his fully hard cock to spring out. Jisung could tell how numb your brain was at this point, the way you took him in your hands, stroking him slowly. Your breath was shaky despite not doing a thing but kneeling. Jisung wonders if this is something you've dreamt about, something you hoped for. But he no longer has to wonder seeing how you close your eyes, licking and wrapping your mouth around his tip in pure bliss.
Your mouth wrapped around the head, sucking it softly as the small beads of precum hit your tongue. Naturally, you took your hand, wrapping it around his shaft stroking as you sucked him softly. You opened your eyes, lashes fluttering as you looked at the man above you. Jisung watched you intensely, eyes never leaving yours as you bobbed your head. His large hand took a hold of the back of your head, rubbing circles into your scalp as you kept going.
The lights were still on, all windows open on the dark street. Anyone who walked by could probably tell you were on your knees, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was finally being able to make the man in your audios cum like you always wanted. Soon, Jisung's hold on your head became rougher, guiding your mouth lower and lower, more and more. You moaned softly around him, looking up as your brows furrowed.
"Yeah, take it," he mumbled, moaning softly.
It was just like his audios, the soft dominant tone he took to the mic. It almost made your head spin.
"You like having that pretty mouth on my cock?" You moaned and nodded in response, earning a smirk from him. Jisung pulled himself out of your mouth giving you a chance to breathe as he forced you to look at him. "Use your words princess."
"Yes, yes I do."
"Good girl." Jisung parted your lips with his tip, your jaw gladly dropping for him. You stuck your tongue out, taking him while in your mouth and throat. Jisung rocks into your mouth slowly, savoring the way you feel around him. Jisung's moans and groans made you drunk right off his sounds, the only things you're able to focus on is his voice and his cock.
"Look at you," he groaned softly. "looking at me with those big pretty eyes, you're such a good girl Y/N."
He kept thrusting slowly, gradually speeding up making you furrow your brows. You held onto his pants, gripping the fabric as he fucked your throat, sucking him at the same time. Jisung closed his eyes, throwing his head back as his breathing increased just like in his audios.
Your throat tightened around him, saliva messy and all over your chin. His groans and moans were music to your ears, making you want to do more than just a blow job. Just then, you feel a smack on your cheek, not enough to hurt you, but just for the impact. You looked up at him, moaning as he grabbed your hair rougher.
"You liked that? You like it when I smack you," he asked condescendingly. You wished you could answer but your mouth is occupied at the moment. Another smack landed on your face followed by a dark chuckle from the man above you. "You've been dreaming of this haven't you Y/N. C'mon, answer. Oh wait…you can't with your mouth full of my cock can you?"
Jisung kept fucking your mouth at a steady pace, pulling out periodically to let you catch your breath. He was constantly edging himself, moans and grunts becoming louder every time he was close and closer to his orgasm. The scene of you below him was messy. Saliva falling from your mouth, lips swollen and puffy, face absolutely fucked out. He loved it.
"Fuck I can't take this anymore," he mumbled. Jisung pulled himself out of your mouth, giving you a second to catch your breath. "Stand up, I need to taste you."
Jisung took your hands, helping you stand. You instantly leaned on the counter as he dropped to his knees, untying your apron. You took the fabric off your body, dropping it on the counter as he undid your jeans. Jisung pulled them down with your underwear to your ankles.
"Fuck," he said breathlessly, looking at the wetness between your legs. "Fuck, I do this to you?"
You nod silently, a little too turned on to even form words. Jisung smacks the side of your leg, rubbing the spot with his thumb softly right after. "Speak, princess."
"Y-yes you do. All the time. Every night."
Jisung licks his lips, eyes flickering between your face and your soaked core. His breathing was ragged, gulping silently as he just stared at you. "Can I eat your pussy?"
"Fuck yes."
That's was all he needed to dive into your core making you spread your legs even wider for him. Jisung lapped up your juices like a dehydrated man, moaning and whimpering all over your sensitive clit. It wasn't until you looked down at him that you realized he was jerking himself off to eating you out. Jisung flicked his tongue against your clit, stimulating the swollen bud.
"Fuck, oh my god," you moaned softly, voice cracking from the surge of pleasure.
Jisung smiles against your cunt, eyes heavy as he watches you in lust. "You like that, pretty girl?"
"Yes, keep going.."
Jisung never broke eye contact with you, working on himself as he worked to make you cum. You began to rock your hips against his face, his sharp nose nudging your clit ever so slightly making your head spin.
Just at that second, you heard the front door open the sound of the bell ringing in the silent room. In a split second, your hand connects with Jisung's head, pushing him away from your aching cunt. You spun around, looking at the door to see your coworker, Chenle.
"H-hey, I thought you went home for the night," you said. You were speaking a bit louder unintentionally, trying to seem as normal as possible.
"Yeah, but I realized that I left something in the back so I had to come before someone locked up the shop," he said.
You nodded in understanding. You were starting to feel like you could pull it off until you felt Jisung lick a stripe on your cunt as you bent over on the counter. You sucked in a sharp breath, exhaling shakily as you covered your mouth. Thank goodness the counters were so high so Chenle couldn't see the way the younger man was working on your pussy.
"Um, Y/N, are you okay? You look kind of uncomfortable," he asked, looking at you confused.
Jisung moved on from your clit to your entrance, lapping up your arousal. You clenched your jaw feeling his fingers come into contact with your sensitive clit, rubbing the bud in circles.
"Yeah I'm fine, just a stomach ache that's all," you lie. Chenle looks at you, squinting at your unsure answer, but shrugs and walks away.
"You know what's good for stomach aches? Soup," he says.
"I'm pretty sure everyone knows that, Chenle." Jisung chuckles under his breath, lapping at your entrance as he pressed his fingers harder on your clit, making your knees go weak. Thankfully for you, your body was being held up by the counter. "Well hurry up, I want to lock up and go home soon."
"Oh, well I can help you ou-"
"No!" Chenle raised his brows, furrowing them at your sudden denial. "I-I just wanna close alone tonight. It wasn't very busy anyway. I-I can close alone." You couldn't really control the way you spoke at this point, not when Jisung was now rubbing your entrance with his soft fingers, placing soft kisses on your ass. Jisung slowly plunged his fingers inside of you, giving you the stretch you desperately needed.
"Are you sure you're okay," he asks, staring at your flustered expression.
"I'm fine, just a little pain. It's nothing I haven't dealt with before."
Chenle nods, feeling unsure about your answer, but too tired to probe any further. "Okay..if you say so. I'm gonna get my stuff and leave through the back," he said.
"That's fine, just make sure to lock the door on your way out."
You watched Chenle as he nodded and walked away into the back. Watching the door close, you immediately collapse onto the counter, body spent from trying to remain as normal as possible in front of your coworker. Jisung was in awe at how you began to move your hips against his fingers, the desperation in your movements and soft moans. Cunt so wet, your arousal began dripping down his hand. The sound of his fingers moving in and out of you filled the space, your soft whines filling his ears.
"J-jisung, oh fuck," you moaned softly. "I-it feels so good."
"I know baby, I know, but we don't want your friend catching us, do we," he mumbled.
"N-no. I'll keep quiet."
"That's my good girl."
Your attention was split between the man below you and the man on the other side of the wall, making sure he couldn't see you or hear you. But soon enough your focus was all on Jisung who pulled his fingers out your cunt. You whined at the loss of his hand, looking back wondering why he stopped. That's when your body was forced around, back now leaning on the counter like before. Jisung sunk his fingers back into you, fingering you with the same passion as before as he attached his plump lips to your clit.
"Oh my god," you whimpered in a broken moan. Your hand gradually made its way to his hair, cupping the back of his head as you began to move your hips on his hand and face. Jisung sucked you clit hard, flicking his tongue on the bud all while jerking himself under you.
"You're gonna cum for me baby," he mumbled under you.
"Y-yes, fuck, make me cum," you grunted softly.
His moans against your clit sent vibrations all over your body, almost sending you into overdrive. The pleased look on his face, eye contact, his whimpers were far more than you could imagine.
"A-ah, fuck.."
"C'mon baby cum," he mumbled, stroking himself faster. "Cum on my tongue. That's it pretty girl, ride my fucking face. Make me drown in this pussy."
The thought of Chenle being in the back completely disappeared from both of your minds, the both of you moaning and whimpering louder. Your whines and whimpers filled the room as you threw your head back. Jisung fingered you faster, curling his fingers inside of you.
"O-oh fuck, I'm cumming Jisung.." Your body shuddered as you took a hold of his hair, cumming on his fingers and tongue that was flicking your clit even faster through your orgasm.
"Keep cumming baby, don't stop. You're so pretty when you cum baby. Prettiest girl I've ever seen."
Jisung pulled his fingers out of your dripping cunt, cum covering every inch of them. He was so fucked out of his mind, he had to taste you. You watched him as he stuck his fingers in his mouth, tongue swirling all over to savor the taste of your cum. He sucked his fingers clean, eyes never leaving yours. But he couldn’t get enough of you. Jisung dived right back between your legs, making you whine as you leaned on the counter.
"Yeah, just like that. Fuck, that feels so good," you whimpered, throwing your head back in pleasure. Your hips moved on their own at this point, riding his face once again, grinding down on his tongue as his nose nudged your clit in the best possible way.
"This pussy loves me, doesn't it, hm," he mumbled, chuckling darkly, feeling your hand pull his hair harder.
"Mhm." You nodded fast, brows knitting feeling that familiar storm of butterflies. "Shit, I'm cumming again."
Jisung smiled between your legs feeling your legs shake again as you gushed all over his tongue. He lapped your cum up like a dog, thirsty for more of your taste. "Good girl. Good fucking girl."
"I-I want you to cum too," you tell him, making him chuckle. "Cum in my mouth, please." You and Jisung quickly switch positions, you now being faced with his rock hard cock. You spit on the tip, licking the flesh messily. Jisung watched you, face still wet from your cum as he moaned softly at the feeling of your mouth. You take him down your throat, gagging slightly as his tip hits the back. Jisung marveled in the way your watery eyes never left his, the way you remained a good girl just for him. Jisung's hand tangled in your hair, the tug hurting in the best way as he began fucking your mouth.
"Take it," he grunted through gritted teeth. "This is what you wanted isn't it? Only sluts want something like this."
Jisung fucked your throat more and more roughly as his orgasm began approaching. You felt his cock twitch in your mouth, moaning around him sending vibrations through his body. Jisung pulled himself out your mouth, watching you cough and catch your breath. He tugged his cock quickly, tilting your head up for his orgasm.
"You're so pretty for me on your knees. You take me so good, fitting my big cock in your mouth." He was rambling, brows furrowing as his moans and whimpers grew faster in speed and louder in volume. You opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out making Jisung lose it. He stroked himself fast, panting, getting louder and louder, faster and faster. Placing his tip on your tongue, he stroked himself faster, big brown eyes never leaving the scene below him.
"A-ah fuck, open wide for me, swallow it all." Jisung came, ropes of cum shooting all over your lips, tongue, face, everywhere. His shaky moans hit your eardrums in the best way possible, the visual of him still milking his hard cock making you wet all over again. The man watched you as you took a bit of his cum off your cheek, sucking your finger right after.
"That's the hottest thing I've ever seen," he mumbled between breaths. Jisung was spent, that being the most intense orgasm he had in a while, he was exhausted. You on the other hand couldn't have been happier. Yes, he did just fuck a fan and it's frowned upon, but you didn't care about any of that. You gave him a blowjob while he ate you out at your job. Life couldn't get any better than that.
Rising to your feet, Jisung took your waist in his arm fast. "Let's get you cleaned up. You must be tired," he said softly.
"I-I am." Jisung grabbed a couple of napkins and wet them before turning to you. He tilted your chin up softly, taking the wet paper to your skin. He wiped his cum off your face gently, making sure not to hurt you in the process.
"Fuck, I can't believe I just did that," he rumbled. "I can't believe you let me do that."
He smiled, a raspy chuckle erupting from his chest. "We have to get out of here. I'm sure some people walking by have already seen us, not that I mind."
"I'd let you do anything." Jisung enjoyed the lust, fucked out look in your eyes. The way you batted your lashes, still just as pretty as you were before getting your face fucked.
"I-I don't mind either, but I don't think anyone walked by or even saw us." You pulled your clothes back on, getting fully dressed in the open area behind the counter along with Jisung who was trying his sweats.
"So, about that coffee," he started. "Do I still have to pay?"
You laughed softly, biting your lip softly. "I completely forgot about that."
"I didn't expect you to remember," he laughed. "not when I just fucked every thought out of you. By the way,..." Jisung grabbed his phone off the counter behind you, not breaking his stare. "Give me your number."
"M-Me?"
"Yeah, who else," he laughed. You gave him your number, cheeks on fire as you typed. The man of your dreams not only fucked you, but now has your number.
"We should meet tomorrow. At my place," he suggested.
You nodded slowly, gulping as he took your waist in his large hands. You could feel yourself melting yet again, just wanting to sink to your knees and let him have his way with you. "w-why your place?"
He leaned into your ear, breath tickling your skin. "So I could give you some private audios. Ones where it's just you and me. How does that sound?"
You look up at him, nodding frantically as you feel the space between your legs flood with arousal once again. "G-good."
"I knew it would." Jisung took his phone, placing it in his pocket. "I would offer you a ride, but I don't have a car," he laughed softly.
"I-it's fine, I have to finish anyway. You go ahead," you said, shooing him away with your hand.
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?"
"Yeah," you nod. Jisung waves goodbye, walking out the door and into the darkness of the street without looking back. You didn't know you were holding your breath as he left, but you exhaled dramatically, internally screaming at the events that just took place. Never in your wildest dreams would you ever think you'd be in a room alone with the man who makes your audio porn, but things just happen.
You were far too exhausted after standing on your feet all day and having the best sex of your life to continue cleaning, so you decided to just leave and go home early. You were sure you were going to have to hear a mouthful from your manager the next day, it's nothing you haven't heard before.
Grabbing your phone, you shoved it in your pocket along with making sure all of your other belongings were with you before you left. You often didn't bring much with you to work, just anything that could fit in your pocket. Turning the lights off, you walked to the front of the store, locking the large glass door and closing it, finally finishing up for the day.
The only thing you didn't know was that Chenle was still in the back, and watched every bit of what happened through the security cameras.
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sometimesleeknows · 5 months
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Facefucked Jisung
"Sit on my face, pleaaase, I need it" he rubs his fingers between your folds desperately before putting them in his mouth.
"Mmh sss' good pussy mmh 'nt more" as he sucks his fingers clean, all drooling and reaching with his other hand for your juices.
"C'mooon pllleaaaase, baaby, give meee" he puts the other hand too and rubs to get all your juices before shoving both of his hands in his mouth, taking turns and licking the left one and then the right one like he's never tasted pussy before. Drools drip on his chin as he's growling and sucking his fingers, obsessed with your taste.
"Mmmhh sit! aahh mhh" when you get closer to ride his face, he pulls your hips harder till you suffocate him.
"Fffck m' puss' pleasss squirt, pl'ss' " between slurps and tongue fucking you, he shoves two fingers in your cunt, curling them and whimpering against your clit when you clench.
"Yeee, m' baaby, ffff s' good cum all ove' m'" you moan and clench so hard that you do squirt on his face and he's spiraling now.
He pulls out his fingers and grabs your hips tighter, locking them so hard that you're sure you're gonna have a mark.
He moans and groans against your pussy as he rocks your hips back and forth on his face, his tongue licking everything. He cleans his face with his fingers and shoves them all in his mouth not knowing how to lick them cleaner.
"Mor', 'nt more" and he dives in. Your pussy is an oasis in the desert and he walked miles before finding you and ohh, he's thirsty as fuck. Slurps and tongue fucks and slurps again. Moans echoing in the whole room and Jisung facefucked till his lips and tongue are numb.
He'll want more later. That's for sure.
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hugs2doie · 6 months
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Hi nini can i request a jisung long distance bf text please? Anything with ldr themed. Thank youuu <3
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