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byuntrash101 · 9 months
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dirty laundry & wet dreams
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reader x perv!han smut | mdni 2.4k jisung has a big fat crush on you and the only way he can cope with his feeings is to jack off to the thought of you with the clothes he's stolen nsfw tags under the cut
perv!jisung, roommates AU, somnophilia (that means non con), bodywhorship (f), panty snifffer!han, scent kink, jisung is just obssesed with you tbh, jisung takes pictures of you while you sleep, getting caught kink, groping, masturbation (m), oral (f), squirting, cum eating
a/n: i have been thinking about this for a long a time. thank you everyone that voted for han i think the perv thing suits him he just extra pervy and we love to see it <3 also dont mind me being obsessed with his hair (im fine) (no im not)
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Jisung sighed in frustration again. Still nothing! He’s been salvaging your laundry basket for this past week and there’s nothing he’s interested in. 
He settled for your dirty gym tank top and stuffed it in his pocket before leaving the shared bathroom and heading to his room.
You see, Jisung has had a silly little crush on you for a year now and that’s the only way he knows that helps him cope. That way he can act normal to you during the day, doing standard roommate stuff, like sharing a meal or watching anime together on your tiny laptop screen set on the coffee table in your student flat.
That way he can do all these without catching his eyes plunging into your cleavage showing every time you bent down a little to scoop food into your mouth. Or he can keep his hands to himself when you're sitting so close to him in the small couch, when your beautiful thighs are pressed to his own and he feels this rush through his body, grabbing a cushion to hide away the growing problem in his groin. His thumb lightly brushing over it under the cushion as he laughs at the show and comments casually on it with you. As if it’s nothing. 
Because he knows at night he’ll swipe your PJ's and press them to his face as if he was ready to absorb them through his nostrils. Snort your scent like a drug and let it take him to ecstasy, his mind traveling to a place where you are his, where he can smell and taste you. where he can feel your heated lips on his, where he can hear your blazing skin clashing against his, where he can feel how tight you are, how wet you are just for him, trembling, shaking, moaning for him.
But tonight it doesn't work. He took the sport top off his face out of frustration. He stayed there immobile laid on his bed as the heavy and hot  summer air engulfed itself through his cracked window. 
The smell doesn't do it for him… Of course it’s nice, it smells like you! But it also smelled like perfume and deodorant… that he didn’t like he liked your true smell, like nature intended it! To him you didn't need these artifices, your most natural self was perfect.
That’s why he would always steal your PJ’s because usually you hop in the shower at night then hop into your night clothes and spend the night in them, beautifully infusing them with your divine scent and refined flavour and Jisung would steal them in the morning to soil them at night. That was his perfect routine. He doesn't know why you’re keeping your dirty PJ’s in your room now, not putting them in the basket every morning like you used to. 
But tonight he decides it’s too much, it’s been weeks he hasn’t been able to take a good whiff of your scent and he decides he’s just going to get the clothes directly from your bedroom. Before he has the chance to chicken out he slips on his shorts back and heads to your room.
He almost levitates in the hall. He feels a light warm breeze on his bare chest as he tiptoes to your room. 
Thankfully your door is pressed shut not locked he doesn't even have to push on the creaking handle just lightly push in the door. But his heart stops when he spots you.
You are sound asleep, the city lights seeping from your open window, the light summer wind gently blowing on your heated and soft skin. Your breath quietly whistles as the air slither in and out of your lips between your teeth. Your hair beautifully spilled onto the pillow. You are absolutely breathtaking and also completely nude.
Jisung hears his heart beat in his ears, the accelerated blood flow drilling in his eardrums, making his chest heave up and down silently, sucking in one shaky breath after the other.
He only wanted to swipe a top and maybe a pair of panties from you he never ever even dared to hope to find you like this. Spread on your bed in all your glory. Never has he had the privilege to have such a view so he admired your body for long seconds, without a care for the discarded PJ’s next to your bed. Those were the last things on Jisung’s mind right now. 
He was only obsessed with you, with the way you breathed so calmly, with the way the light breeze made your perfect nipples harden, with the way your heavenly face seemed so peaceful, so tranquil with both your arms resting beside it as you laid on your back, your breast lightly spilling to your sides. Your beautiful legs extended in front of you. You looked fabricated, too perfect to be earthly. A piece of art, a masterpiece, a perfection only achievable by God themselves. 
Jisung swallowed thickly as he velvet traded to your bedside, entranced by your form. His eyes trailed down from your neck to your breasts to your stomach and even lower. What he wouldn’t give for you to spread your legs. Just a little so he could have a small peak at the object of his every thought. The secret and mysterious wonder he has been only able to imagine for this past year. If only you could just move, just a little bit.
Squeeeeek
One of the boards of the wooden floor creaked as Jisung stepped on it. He froze in his tracks, catching his bottom lip between his teeth, eyebrows knitting on his forehead. He stayed completely still and held his breath, his eyes instantly snapping back to your face. And he prayed, he prayed so piously in silence that you wouldn’t wake up to see him hunched over you like a creep.
And his prayers were answered. You didn’t wake up, instead you just lightly squirmed and parted your thighs.
Jisung’s jaw dropped to the floor as his eyes fell lower on your frame again, only this time it was right on your center. The brunette couldn’t believe his eyes he couldn’t process. You were absolutely beautiful. Every inch of you, from head to toe, was perfection and he couldn’t help but to stare you down right between the legs. 
But the uncomfortable feeling of his shorts restricting his hard on brought him back. There was no way he could just swipe the PJ’s now and go back. He couldn’t do it, whatever it was that he was trying to do in his room and failing miserably he had to do right here, right now. Why would he go back and imagine you when he could simply look at you?
With a shaky breath and trembling hands he whipped his painfully hard cock out. He didn’t even bother tugging down the shorts, only passing the member through one of the legs of the shorts. 
He grabbed his dick at the base firmly and slowly pulled his closed fist up to his tip, pressing the precum out of the slit.
Fuckkkk
He wanted to say this outloud but he possibly couldn’t. He couldn't risk waking you up.
A large bead of precum rolled out of his slit and down his shaft which he caught between his fingers, picking up the pace.
He wanted to go slower; he wanted to take his time looking at you and milking himself for you. But he couldn’t. He was too riled up, looking at you peacefully sleeping, unsuspecting of what he was doing right over you. The adrenaline pumped through his veins as his fist did around his hard cock. 
Jisung accelerated again, eyebrows meeting on his forehead as he felt himself inching closer to his release, he let out a barely audible grunt and immediately his eyes snapped up to your face which was still tranquil. He didn’t stop jacking himself off, soon the slick noises of his precum coated dick erupted but he couldn’t stop and you were so profoundly asleep that you seem like you didn’t notice the agitation around you.
Jisung felt himself twitch in his hand; he was so close. So close for you. 
Y/n, I’m cumming for you
Jisung screamed in his mind only moments before he crossed the edge, his upper body shuddering from ecstasy as he tensed his thighs, big spurts of thick white cum squirting from his pulsing and throbbing cock as he let his jaw hang loose. Thick ropes of hot cum crashing all over your stomach, thighs and even between your parted legs lazily dripping over your folds.
He was so entranced by your nude body layed and spreaded out for him to see that he didn’t think about the mess he would create if he let himself go right here but it was too late now and the mess was done. 
He fished out his phone from the pocket of his shorts. If he was already deep in it he might as well take a souvenir. He checked approximately two hundred times that his phone was on mute and that he didn’t have the flash on before snapping a few pictures of this breathtaking scene. Your body as his canvas and his warm cum as the art. 
Jisung started to panic when you started to squirm again, stuffing the phone back in his pocket, he looked over the room in a hurry maybe hoping to find a rag of sorts but there was nothing and he just stood there with his lip between his teeth once again praying that he didn't wake you. But fortunately you settled down again.
So that's when he had the craziest but possibly most brilliant idea he’s ever had. The only way to thoroughly leave your room without leaving clues was to eat his own cum off you. 
He thought about it for a second. If he used one of your clothes hanging on your chair, you would certainly notice the white stains later when you were going to do your laundry. If he took back the piece of clothing and washed it himself you would also notice your shirt disappear and magically reappear clean and folded…
So with this reasoning he kneeled on the floor at the edge of the bed and stuck his tongue out, inching closer to your stomach. He laid his tongue flat and swiped it across your burning skin, he scooped the thick and sticky cum right into his mouth. The strong bitter and salty taste took over his tastebuds. He then went down to clean his mess on your thighs and finally to your center.
He swiped his tongue across your folds. Much to his surprise -and contentment- he tasted something else blending with his own taste. 
You.
He looked back for a second to notice the slight glimmering of your slick barely peaking between your folds. Jisung couldn't hold back from bringing his nose to your center, taking a big whiff of you. 
So that’s what sex with you would smell like. He carefully licked again. That's how it would taste like. Both of your flavours and scents beautifully mixing to result in this intoxicating cocktail that was making Jisung’s head spin.
The addicting flavour spread through his mind like wildfire setting his soul ablaze. He licked again, this time a little less gentle and right on your clit.
And he froze when you let out a barely audible, very quiet little moan. Jisung felt his skin crawl back onto his flesh, the hairs of his forearms standing. He looked at you again, you were still sound asleep.
Was it possible that somehow you were feeling him between your thighs while you were still dreaming. Jisung didn’t know. The only thing that was certain to him was that he needed more of you. He licked again and he was rewarded by another moan followed by the brief mention of a word. A word he heard a thousand times hanging from your sweet lips. A word so mundanely banal. His name.
His name slipped out of your pretty mouth to crash onto him, hitting him right in the chest. His name said so perfectly.
“Jisung…aaah” you moaned softly, almost whimpering.
He froze again and carefully peeled his eyes off your center to look at your face. But you appeared to be still sleeping. So it meant you were dreaming of him. Your body felt good and your mind chose him to explain this feeling. 
He couldn’t take it anymore he started to swirl his tongue around your clit. Everything was just too much. Your divine nude form layed on the bed, your smell, your taste and now your voice moaning his name.
Jisung didn't want this to ever stop. He started to move his tongue rapidly around your now swollen little bundle of nerves as he jerked off his cock again with both his hands. Rutting inside his fists like a street dog in heat as he feasted on your taste, lapping at your entrance and plunging his tongue inside of you to swipe his tongue back up to your swollen clit, sucking around the erected nub until you were breathless, pearls of sweat rolling on your forehead. 
Jisung felt you throb on his tongue and suddenly your body tenses up, your head thrown back and you squirted all over his open and welcoming mouth. He relished on your cum, swallowing your release in big gulps as he made himself cum again with you, careful to only spill his seed in his hand this time around. Mind numbing euphoria coursing through his body from his lower stomach. He gently guided you through your orgasm, softly lapping at your throbbing clit until your body went limp.
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Jisung started eating breakfast before you this morning. He couldn't help but smirk when you emerged from the hall with small groggy eyes.
“Hey sleepy head!” he greeted you with this signature adorable smile, his fluffy cheeks rising like bread dough. You responded by a sleepy groan.
“Actually I think I dreamt of you” You frowned trying to recall the blurry memories of the dream…
Jisung’s wholesome smile turned into a sly smirk as he attempted to hide it in his cereal bowl.
“Oh really?”
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a/n: sooo how was it????? did you like it??? my first han fic and it broke me tbh. like im sucker for perv han i just love him okay? this blog is the official perv han lover support group <3
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hyunjinvoid · 2 months
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asking bf!skz for nail help!! (maknae line)
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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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seungrem · 25 days
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Han Jisung x m!reader
‘Close Enough’
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summary: Before leaving for the day, han asks reader to check a supposed injury that he has. While examining the boy, reader uncovers his true intentions.
( normal smut, top!han x bttm!reader, intern!reader x idol!han, mutual feelings/crush )
a/n: posting this just to hold u guys over until i finish part 2 of chan’s fic :))
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🌱 ( oneshot / short fic - around 3k words )
❄️ ( smut, minors DNI, 18+ )
☁️ ( y/n )
likes, comments, & reblogs r appreciated ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
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After an easy day of wrapping up a project, it was now 2 am- meaning that ☁️ could finally go home. A member of the staff, the boy quickly assisted his team in packing up their equipment from the home.
Though the majority of the staff began to leave, ☁️ decided to check in with each member before he left as well. Saying his goodbyes to all but one, the boy approached the last room down the hall. ☁️ slowly drew closer to the door, knocking lightly. While waiting for a response, he repositioned the bag around his shoulder to sit comfortably.
“Han? Are you in here?” ☁️ opened the door, slowly inching into the room. A dim, orange lamp was on, but there was no sign of the idol. He looked around the room to make sure Han wasn’t hiding, which he’d done many times before.
After seeing no sign of him, ☁️ turned around and walked back out of the room. He slowly pulled the door, walking out with his back against the hallway and shutting it lightly.
“What are you doing?” Han asked with a bit of confusion. In the distance, ☁️ turned to see Han put a hand into his grey jeans, though his black shirt was barely visible due to the hallway’s dimness. Han raised an eyebrow and tilted his head.
“Ah, I was looking for you. I wanted to check in with everyone before I left.”
“There is something I need you to check.. but most of the other staff left, and the members are sleeping. I don’t wanna make you stay later.”
“Oh, no, I honestly don’t mind. What is it that you need?” ☁️ watched as Han walked towards him, the idol then grabbing his hand as he walked past. Han placed the boy’s hand on his chest as the two sat on the idol’s bed. As the door slowly closed itself, ☁️ looked at the boy in confusion.
“I hurt myself today while filming. Do you remember when I.. you know..”
☁️ nodded and would’ve laughed if he wasn’t so flustered. That orange hue glistening across the side of Han’s face made it too easy to admire him.
“So.. would you mind getting rid of the knot in my chest?”
☁️ tilted his head in confusion. “I don’t think it’s possible to get a knot in your chest, Han. Are you sure it’s a knot..?”
Using his own hand, Han directed ☁️’s hand around his chest. The boy felt two large bumps, but he was sure it was just Han showing off his pec muscles. Remembering the incident from earlier, through, ☁️ thought about how hard Han had actually fallen.
“I’m sure, when I landed I hit my chest.. Please, it hurts, ☁️.” Han practically whined at this point, and it wasn’t like ☁️ didn’t believe him. He released his hand from Han’s grasp, thinking about the different medical products that he had in his bag. Pulling it off his shoulder, he dug his hand into the pocket to find the analgesic (pain relieving) cream.
“I have topical analgesic in my bag. Let me rub it on so the pain goes away.” ☁️ twisted his torso to face the rest of the bed, taking things out of the bag until he found the cream that he was looking for. ☁️ felt Han’s gaze as he took out a small tube.
“Anal- what?”
“What?” ☁️ stopped what he was doing to look over at Han, visibly baffled. The idol gave the boy next to him a suggestive smirk.
“You want it?”
“Han, what the hell are you talking about?”
“What do you mean?”
“Shut up and lay back.” ☁️ instructed as he took the tube from out of his bag. Han climbed onto the bed, him then taking his shirt off. The boy’s skin was smooth, but his body was much more toned than ☁️ thought. The orange lamp’s soft glow against the room’s dimness made Han’s abs seemingly pop out of his stomach. His pecs were noticeably large, too, with a noticeable bruise on the left muscle.
Shaking his head, ☁️ climbed onto the bed- only an inch or two next to Han. ☁️ sat on his knees as he spread the cream on his hands, and then across Han’s pec. Han couldn’t help but smile as he felt ☁️’s fingertips softly brush against his chest.
“Am I hurting you?” ☁️ asked as he continued to focus on the pec muscle.
“Nah, you’re making me feel really good.” Han said, placing a hand behind his head. After a minute, Han’s skin absorbed the cream and there was nothing else to rub in.
“All good?” ☁️ asked, him looking up from the bruise to the boy’s smiling face.
“I think something else hurts too, ☁️.”
“What hurts, Han?” ☁️ asked, rolling his eyes. He knew he was falling victim to the idol’s charm.
“Could you feel right here?” Han flexed his right arm and used his left hand to point at the muscle. ☁️ huffed, though he placed a leg over Han’s waist with a smile. He leaned over Han’s upper body while feeling the bicep.
“Feels normal, Han..”
“Oh.. How about you feel right there? That seems sore..” Han looked down at where ☁️ sat on top of him.
“Here?” ☁️ placed both of his hands over Han’s abs.
“Nahh, lower.”
☁️ moved his hands down to Han’s jean button. “Here?”
Han smirked and placed both hands behind his head. “Close enough.”
☁️’s body turned hot as he slowly unbuttoned Han’s jeans. With help, ☁️ pulled the boy’s jeans down and yanked them off, him throwing them aside. He took his own pants off, then climbed back on the bed to hover over Han.
“Does it hurt anywhere else?” ☁️ asked, placing a hand on each side of Han’s head. Han placed his hands on Car’s waist as the two locked eyes.
“How about I check you out, hm? I’ll make sure there aren’t any bruises that I need to take care of.” Han tugged at ☁️’s top, helping him take it off to expose more of his skin. Han felt up the boy’s torso carefully as ☁️ placed himself on Han’s waist again. The boy slowly rubbed against the bulge he sat on as Han looked at him expectantly.
“Maybe there’s one thing you can help me with.”
☁️ lifted his ass off of Han, twisting his head and torso to look behind him. He lifted his left ass cheek up with his hand, Han noticing and grinning. The idol licked his lips as he lifted his upper body from the bed. Grabbing both of ☁️’s asscheeks, he placed kisses along the boy’s neck and chest.
“If you bend over,.. then I’d really be able to help you.” Han whispered between kisses. With ☁️ already whimpering at the sensations, he immediately did as suggested. The boy lifted his legs over Han to turn his body around. After, ☁️ softly placed his head on the bed, him then raising his ass in front of Han.
The two now in their underwear, Han lifted his entire body to kneel behind ☁️. The idol pushed the erection in his boxers into ☁️’s ass, brushing against it slowly. He placed a hand on each side of the boy’s hips, vigorously gripping them. Too horny to think, ☁️ couldn’t help but whimper as he pushed his ass into Han’s erection.
“Is that where you want me to relieve your pain? Seems like it hurts pretty bad..” Han slipped his hands down into ☁️’s underwear, fondling his asscheeks.
“Just hurry up.” ☁️ muttered as he reached behind him, pulling his underpants down to his knees. He looked behind him as Han fumbled with a bottle of liquid and small square wrapper. Han rubbed the liquid on his fingers, then across ☁️’s asshole, it dripping down. ☁️ yelled out when Han shoved two of his fingers in directly after, slowly moving them back and forth.
“Ah- You couldn’t warn me?”
“You said to hurry.”
Han’s snarky response caused ☁️ to roll his eyes and rest his head on the bed again. He lightly moaned as Han continued to slowly finger him, though he quickly became impatient.
“Han, just put it in.” He mumbled, though Han grinned at the instruction.
“If you say so.”
Han pulled his fingers out of ☁️’s ass, and quickly yanked his underwear off. ☁️ turned his head to admire Han’s muscular body as it lined up behind him, the boy turning him on even more. ☁️ felt Han put the tip of his dick against his hole. Without warning, Han shoved his entire length into ☁️, causing the boy to cry out in pain. The idol leaned over the boy to cover his mouth. He rested his chest against ☁️’s back, placing his mouth beside the boy’s ear.
“Not so loud, I don’t wanna share that moan with the other members.”
“Why’d you shove it all in?” ☁️ whispered on the verge of tears.
“You asked.”
Han lifted his body off of ☁️’s back, his hands gripping the boy’s hips again. He pulled out slowly, moving his dick in and out so that ☁️ could get used to it. ☁️ continued to moan out as Han’s big dick stretched his hole with each stroke.
“Good?” Han placed a hand on the boy’s shoulder.
“Yea,” ☁️ responded, still whimpering.
Han pulled his dick almost all the way out, and paused. Wondering why he stopped, ☁️ felt another hand grab his shoulder. Just as the boy was about to turn around, Han thrusted his dick entirely into ☁️ again, making him yelp. He continuing fucking ☁️ quickly, causing the boy to release loud moans. Han covered his mouth with one of his hands, the sound of ☁️’s ass clapping against his hips making him go feral.
☁️’s legs spread apart as Han continued to thrust into him, with muffled whimpers filling the silence. Han finally began to slow down, him releasing his grasp on ☁️’s face. The two caught their breaths as ☁️ pushed Han’s dick out of him.
Han laid in front of ☁️ on the bed, wrapping an arm around the boy. “Did that help, or do I need to try something else?”
☁️ still catching his breath, he pulled Han’s face into his, the two locking lips. As they sloppily made out, Han lifted the boy up and off the bed. ☁️ wrapped his legs around the idol as they continued to stick their tongues into each other’s mouths.
Han walked to the other end of the bed, the two separating their faces as he placed ☁️ down in between the pillows. The idol climbed on top of him, the two rolling over so that Han now laid with his back on the bed. ☁️ sat on top of Han again, grabbing his dick and placing it in between his asscheeks. Han helped push down ☁️’s thighs as his dick went all the way inside of the boy.
☁️ moaned out loudly as he began riding the boy under him. He placed both of his hands on Han’s chest as he hopped up and down. Han smiled as he squeezed ☁️’s asscheeks in response, directing them up and down as he rode him.
After speeding up and slowing down, ☁️ leaned over to make out with Han. The idol moved his hands from the boy’s ass to his chin, holding his face as the two kissed.
☁️ lifted their faces apart, him then running a hand through Han’s hair. The idol pushed the boy closer to leave hickeys on his neck, him then kissing his collarbone.
As ☁️ leaned over Han, the idol thrusted his waist upward, shoving his big dick back into ☁️. Out of breath and a moaning mess, ☁️ placed his hands on each side of Han’s head and took the dick that Han was shoving inside of him. Han’s waist clapped against ☁️’s ass as he thrusted into him, each one becoming more aggressive and sloppier than the last. Han’s big dick and grin were making ☁️ leak despite him not stroking.
“It’s my turn to give you cream.” Han whispered hazily as he threw ☁️ off of his dick. ☁️ fell on his back, watching as Han climbed back on top of the him. The idol stroked his dick aggressively as he leaned over and shoved his tongue into ☁️’s mouth. ☁️ wrapped an arm around Han’s neck as the idol stroked his big dick, Han’s chest brushing against his. Using his free hand, ☁️ jacked his off too.
After a minute, Han’s muffled breath became whimpers, him throwing his head back as he came all over ☁️’s stomach. The idol stroked over ☁️ some more before collapsing on top of the boy. Han rested his chin in the boy’s shoulder, laying all of his weight on top of ☁️.
“Think that took care of those knots?” ☁️ asked as he stroked Han’s hair. The boy’s legs were spread apart as Han’s twitching dick rested in between them.
“Close enough,” Han muttered, his face pressed into the bedsheets. “Thanks for taking care of me.”
☁️ smiled at the comment and continued to play with the boy’s hair. “Don’t make these little injuries a habit.”
“Why not, don’t you like me, too?” Han questioned, his voice still muffled by the sheets.
“I didn’t say that.”
“Seemed you really liked helping me out with my bruise, either way.”
Han lifted his body off of ☁️, rolling over and dragging the boy with him. ☁️ was now laying on top of the idol, the two locking eyes.
“Maybe next time you can me out instead.”
“I see a bruise on your neck, so.. how about tomorrow?” Han smiled as he placed his hands on ☁️’s ass, fondling his cheeks. ☁️ smiled back bashfully, giving the boy a quick kiss on the forehead.
“Maybe.”
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chogiwow · 8 months
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this jisung is so important to me ┬┬﹏┬┬
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staarmin · 9 months
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Han · Stray Kids!!!🐿
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cheeseceli · 3 months
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Y'know one thing Han would love? Dinner with you. You'd guys would start dinner normally, just talking about your day. Then he'd bring up the most random topic ever and you'd playfully argue with him. The conversation escalates to something so absurd that you are both laughing until tears fall down and the food is already cold. That's just a silly tradition of you, but Han would love these domestic moments with you
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babiesdreams · 3 months
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Advent Calendar
Day 15 : Han Jisung. +18
Content Warning: Kinda public.
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Your heart stops when a sound leaves your lips. His hand covers your mouth, applying a significant amount of strength. "Be quiet damn it" He whispers in between heavy breaths. You know he must be close, after giving him head for a while. You roll your eyes out of pleasure, his thrusts getting rougher and rougher. The sounds of his agitated breath and your muffled sounds soonly mix with the ones your skin makes when he thrusts into you.
"Fuck" He whispers while he cums inside of you. His hand leaves your mouth to fix his own hair. You both keep breathing deeply for a while. You try to reach his face with your hands and kiss him, but he doesn't let you. His fingers run through your folds, spreading your wetness. "You still want more don't you?" He asks, you look at him with a needy look and nod. He turns your body with one gesture. Your face stuffed on the pillow.
His face rests behind you, his hands force you to sit on his face. The way his tongue starts moving along your folds force you to bite the pillow to keep quiet. Though his hands are holding your thighs, you can't control your hips from making circles, fucking yourself with his tongue. Two fingers enter your wetness, the sound shoots embarrassment through your body.
His mouth strarts sucking your clt in, waves of pleasure invade your soul. He keeps going, even when your orgasm makes your whole body shake. His hands are still firmly holding your thighs, keeping you in place. The only way you can move is sitting up, which you do, unsure that you'll be able to stay quiet, though the thought of getting caught by his roomate is no longer a concern for you.
You try to speak, but he takes his fingers off your entrance and puts them into your mouth. "Taste yourself" He whispers, the hot air carressing your overworked clit. You pass your tongue through his fingers, licking them clean. "That's how desperation tastes like" He mutters before biting your inner thigh. You are able to bite your lip before letting a scream out.
The pain from the bite mixes with the pleasure of his tongue strocking over it. He bites your other thigh, fingers returning to your pussy. Then he places his tongue ove your clit, your hips twitch at the sudden feeling. He slowly moves it up and down, around it, in your wettness, along with his fingers. Teasing, playing with you.
There's a feeling of pride stopping you from moving and satisfy yourself, but as minutes pass by, it goes away. You lean forward, hands on the matress, he smiles, you can feel it against your skin. His tongue is firmly standing still, you move slowly in circles, getting new waves of pleasure with every move. His fingers curl, reaching your g spot.
It all mixes up in a rather messy orgasm. As much as you would've liked it to be a silent one, there were moans you couldn't quite stop from coming out. He sits up, right behind you, and reaches forward, hugging your figure with his. His erection hits your butt cheeks. His fingers distribute your fluids, wettening your butthole. "You want to.." He can't even finish before you nod effusively.
His tip rubs against your butt. Your fluids make it easy for it to enter, his hardness follows until his balls deep inside of you. His hand had covered your mouth, preventing your sounds to escape. As your walls expand, welcoming his length, a slight pain sensation drives through your spine. He stays like that for a couple of seconds, allowing you to get used, but you're so desperate that you start thrusting against his dick.
He seems to enjoy the view of a needy whore like you, since he doesn't move an inch. You fuck yourself faster until you reach your high, once again and can't keep moving. He holds you still and continue thrusting with a firm and rough pace. You're being loud, although his hand is on your mouth. He pulls out of you and turns your rbody so you're facing him again. "Open" He orders tapping your mouth. You open widely, welcoming his hot cum. You swallow it and smile at him. His lips trap you in a heated and messy kiss.
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evermourning · 3 months
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han jisung x reader | wc: 0.9k | genre: hurt/comfort, sick!fic, highly self-indulgent | warnings: mentions of illness, mentions of anxiety, non-sexual nudity, language, NOT PROOFREAD | a/n: i couldn't find a jiji sickfic so i wrote my own. voila bitches
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when you called jisung to let him know you were sick, he dropped everything in his possessions to scramble home to you. it was an odd sight for chan and changbin - they'd been going over an upcoming song that needed a little more reworking on the outro when jisung's phone buzzed. he held it up to his ear, a quiet "hi, jagiya" just barely leaving his lips.
the two men with him watched with equal amazement as his eyes widened. jisung hung up almost instantly, shoving his things into his bag and dashing out of the studio. incredulously, they stared at each other for a moment or two before getting back to work.
jisung arrived home in record speed, out of breath as he stepped into your shared apartment. there you were, curled up on the sofa almost pitifully, a trash can filled to the brim with used tissues beside you.
when you saw him, your eyes were watery and you hugged yourself tighter. in that very moment, the world around jisung stopped. all that mattered was you. he came closer to you, wary of your sickness but prepared to toss caution aside if you needed him that badly.
"i'm so useless," you spat, hot tears streaming down your cheeks. you were shivering- or were you trembling? jisung didn't know. he wasn't a doctor. "i can't even keep myself from getting sick, and at such an important time too. hell, i can't even perform basic tasks. i'm achy as shit."
his heart rate quickened. he didn't want to let you down, ever. but what if he did? his anxiety was threatening to take hold of him, its dark tendrils peeking out of every nook and cranny in his body. he forced himself to remain calm. his most important mission was helping you.
taking a deep breath to ground himself, jisung knelt down beside you, looking up at you with his large, dark eyes.
"hey, look at me. you didn't do anything wrong, okay? you just got sick. that's not your fault at all. how about you go get ready to take a nice, hot shower, and i'll get you something to eat. then, once those two things are done, we can watch a movie together."
you nodded, hesitant, and slowly made your way to the bedroom, a fleece blanket still tightly wrapped around you. once you had disappeared, jisung pulled out his phone and called minho.
"hi, min? can you do me a huge favor? i'll pay you back for this, i promise. you're a better cook than i am, so could you make a batch of chicken noodle soup? thank you so much, man. i owe you."
minho could never turn down a plea from his best friend, and he heard the worry hanging upon every word. he immediately got to work on the soup.
meanwhile, jisung reunited with you in the bathroom, where you were testing the shower's water to make sure it was hot. sure enough, the room was becoming steamy, perfect for your congested nose. you began to undress, but stopped when you noticed jisung's shirt was peculiarly on the ground.
"ji, what are you doing?" you asked, stepping back. he gave you a soft smile, causing your heart to flutter.
"i'm showering with you. you said it yourself: you feel so achy you can't perform mundane tasks. let me help you, please." he tried to take your hands in his, but you pulled them back.
"but if you get sick, it'll...it'll all be my fault. you're on an important schedule." he scoffed at your words.
"i'd rather be sick so you could take care of me. you'll owe me, won't you? now let's get in the shower...i don't want the bill to get any higher!" he finally grabbed you, helping you out of your clothes and into the shower.
"that's because you hold full-on concerts in here, doofus." you grumbled. usually, whenever you showered with him, jisung did not wait to make suggestive comments about you. but this time, all that escaped from his lips were soft, loving words of praise. you truly brought out the best in him.
you stood there, your legs ready to give out on you at any moment, knowing that jisung would catch you. the feeling of his soft, soapy hands carefully massaging your scalp was tranquil. he helped wash every inch of your body, his eyes never leaving yours.
it was endearing, you reminded yourself, how jisung knew the risks of helping you. he had a career where he needed to be healthy all the time. but in this very moment, it was just you and him. no obstacles or fears were there to harm you. you knew moments like these were finite, tangible only until your brain was weary with forget. you were determined to keep this memory forever. to tell jisung when he needed a story to cheer him up, and maybe even to tell to your own children someday.
by the time minho arrived with the soup, you were sound asleep on the couch, in your favorite pajamas and tucked carefully into the blanket. your head was in jisung's lap, and his eyes were filled to the very brim with devotion.
he wished you could stay here, beside him, until his final moments.
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Stray Kids Bedroom Alphabet ✨
Chan | Minho | Changbin | Hyunjin ꘡ Han | Felix | Seungmin ꘡ Jeongin
A/N - This is purely my own opinion and is in no way meant to be used as anything else than for the sole purpose of fun, these are not meant to hurt any member, spread any hate or negativity, and should not be taken literal or serious. That being said, enjoy!
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A - Aftercare
Han usually falls asleep during aftercare, and he doesn't mean to but he just can't help it when you wrap your arms around him and hold him close. He knows he should be the one holding you, which he does sometimes, but he thoroughly enjoys being the one receiving the aftercare too its hard work fucking someone. Compliments your improving skills as if sex was a task to be completed and makes you giggle uncontrollably.
B - Bulges
Keeps asking if it hurts everytime he sees it forming, he winces as if he were the one experiencing it. Doesn't really find it as kinky as everyone says it is, but he admits that it feels kinda nice knowing his dick is that big.
C - Consent
Always asking for it. Han constantly asks if you're comfortable whenever you're trying something new, and there was a full on discussion before hand as well regarding what's off limits etc. Doesn't ever push your limits with things you're uncomfortable about, even if it may be his biggest kink.
D - Dick pics
Has a terrible habit of sending these when you tell him you're at your parents' place for the evening. Your phone would light up with the notification and when your mom asks you have to lie and say it's just Han checking up on you, but you know exactly what that message is.
E - Encouragement
Feeds off of it. He constantly needs to be told he's doing well, and if you don't he'll ask you with the biggest doe eyes if it feels good when he 'sucks on your clit like this' (clearly doesn't know the effect that has on you). Also loves praising you and telling you when you've hit a sweet spot whenever you do, which is often because he has so many.
F - Finishing
Han is beautiful when he cums. His expensive eyebrows draw up and together, mouth falling open, pretty lips shiny, and his eyes are about to burst into tears from all the pleasure you're giving (even if he's fucking you). His body goes limp when he cums and often stumbles on top of you but quickly regroups, there's never only one round with Han.
G - Grip
He doesn't really get rough with you, he prefers just holding you in place while he rails you into next week. Most of the time you're riding him, so he's often the one holding onto you. His hands are always on you, always holding your tits or your ass and stroking gently.
H - Handling
He likes it when you get a little bit rougher with him, he enjoys feeling your nails on his back or his shoulders. He loves when you pull his hair though and has to hold back with every fibre of his being when you do. He's gentle though, taking to only a few hard slaps to your ass if the mood is suitable.
I - Interferences
Hannie gets so shy if someone had to walk in, he'd throw the blanket over you completely, hiding your naked body while he just stands exposed and bare, will disappear into the earth if whoever walked in ever had to bring it up again. He tends to ensure no one is around when you do fuck, or if you do there's music or a movie to drown out the indication.
J - Jerking off
He's borderline insatiable so he often finds himself already stroking even though he promised himself he'd just wait until he sees you again. Sometimes he comes across the gallery of photos he took while you were sucking him off or that you took while he ate you out and that just gets him hard as a rock instantly.
K - Kissing
Enjoys the light, teasing kitten-licking kisses whenever he can. He'll kiss you in front of everyone he really doesn't care, if he needs you, he needs you and that's the end of it. He loves the makeout sessions that end up with you grinding on his lap making him hard through his pants.
L - Licks
Kitten-licks your skin just because he feels like it. Would even lick you for no good reason with no intention to be sexy. But he does sometimes purposefully dip your finger into his ice-cream just so that he can lick it off and make you watch.
M - Marks
Han likes receiving these more than he does giving them, but that's just because he likes that you take the lead sometimes and mark him before he can mark you. He thinks your skin looks prettiest with a few purple blotches all over though.
N - Necklace
He should've known you had another reason behind getting him this necklace, your sparkly eyes should've told him you've got a plan. But he didn't see that until he had you pinned down beneath him, and you leaned up just to capture it between your lips and smile at him, it was a sexy sight he must admit that much.
O - Orgasms
It's a game to see how many he can give. His record was 8 if he remembers correctly, but you only stopped because Chan was coming home soon, if that weren't the case he would've pushed it for 10 at the least. Loves making you cum from his mouth the most.
P - Pace
It varies from the mood that's been set, if it's meant to be fast, he'll make sure it is. If it's meant to be slow and passionate, he can make that happen too, he's very flexible when it comes to what he can offer. He doesn't particularly have a favourite either, it all depends on the mood.
Q - Questions
Han asked a ridiculous amount of questions when you two sat down and discussed things thoroughly for the first time. He blushed throughout the whole conversation, asking questions so gently as if you were fragile and would break if he spoke to loud. Also asks these when you're in the actual act, but that's because he enjoys being praised.
R - Romantic Evenings
He sucks at keeping it a secret that he's got something planned for you back at home. Leaves little hints during the day like 'it's got to do with flowers' and 'you'll be warm afterwards' just for you to come home to a dimly lit room with a beautiful setup in the living room for you guys to watch movies on and have your favourite takeout.
S - Sounds
Vocal, vocal, so vocal. You find it sexy so you don't mind, but you're sure he gets off on his own volume too sometimes. Delectable little moans fill your ears intoxicatingly pleasantly.
T - Tongue
There's just something about a rapper that has me utterly convinced they have insane tongue-techniques. You knew Han could talk fast, but the speed and duration that his tongue could move was outstanding and borderline magical. Best tongue skills of them all and also loves the idea of you cumming on his face.
U - Uncontrollable Shaking
Due to the lack of oxygen from not being able to comprehend Han's tongue movements against your clit, it would happen often that you're left a shaking mess, completely too fucked out to even grasp that you just came for the fifth time.
V - View
When you ride him. To him there's just nothing sexier than when you bounce on his cock and he holds your tits while you fuck him. You look gorgeous on top of him and doesn't actually last long when you ride him.
W - Weakness
When you take control sometimes and take the lead. He loves when you edge him either with a blowjob or with your hands, he crumbles when you tell him how cute he looks when he's desperate to cum, he loves dirty talk too, it makes him seriously too horny for words.
X - X’s
Doesn't ever want to see them, he'd lose his shit if he ever does by simply storming off with the cart in the supermarket with you under his arm. He doesn't like conflict and be knows he'll just say something he shouldn't, so you just don't mention any exes to him.
Y - You
You make him aware of his silly little nervous habits and help him everyday to slowly let go of them. You calm his nerves when he needs it and you've loved him like no other ever has.
Z - Zero Limits
Han will jump off of a bridge for you if that would make you happy. He'd walk to the end of this earth to ensure you're satisfied and content and nothing is ever too much effort for him when it comes to you.
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❀ུ͏ I hate myself who can't stop
ℒoving you 𑇒
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  ᷒ ᷭ I feel so stupid Because i'm still in love with 𝒴ou !
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baby-yongbok · 6 months
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Thinking about riding Virgin Jisung. The two of you have been dating for so long, and you're so close that it just kind of happened.
One minute, you were kissing, and the next minute, you were on his lap, grinding against his hard dick and moaning into each others mouths. He always told you that he wants to lose his virginity to you so when he whispers that he's ready in the middle of kissing you, you waste no time making sure that he's serious before you take action. He's so hard when you take his cock into your hand. Just you stroking him has him whimpering and begging for more.
Once you decide that he's had enough teasing and foreplay you get on top, your dripping folds parting around his thickness. The full feeling of him inside of you was worth the wait. You move against him, finding a pace that you both seem to love and you both melt into the feeling, moans falling from your parted lips. Han's eyes are squeezed shut as he takes it all in, only opening them when he wants to see your face and make sure that you feel as good as he does. A wave of confidence hits him and suddenly he grabs your hips, fucking up into you a bit faster than you were riding him. Moans and whines fall from his parted lips before he stops suddenly, holding your hips down against him.
You knew that there was a very high possibility of him not lasting very long, It's his first time, you'd never blame him for that. You whisper some reassuring words to him, telling him that you guys can just go for a round two if he wants more but to focus on feeling good right now. He nods and allows you to move again, but the second that you do, you have him clenching his jaw and trying his best to last.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck I'm gonna cum. I can't hold back I'm gonna cum."
"Shit, I'm sorry baby, you feel so good."
"Please let me fuck you again. That was amazing, I need to feel you again."
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hyunjinvoid · 2 months
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soft hours with sungie
warnings : soft af, slightly suggestive
The morning sun peeked through the curtains of your small apartment, covering each surface one by one in a warm glow that told you that morning had arrived. Eventually the beams reached the window of your bedroom, slightly filtering through the heavy fabrics hung to keep the light out in the early morning. As much as you loved the sun, sleep was something you also loved, and something that was not easily achievable with the sun shining brightly into your eyes.
Jisung stirred next to you, wrapping his arms around your waist protectively, as if to keep the sun’s rays from reaching you. Groaning, he peeked his eyes open to take in the new day. He was greeted with your sleeping face inches - no, centimeters, you must’ve moved closer to him in the night - from his own. Your eyes were closed, eyelashes dusting your cheekbones like fairy’s wings. Jisung’s eyes made their way down your face, down the curvature of your nose, slightly bent from when you broke it as a clumsy seven-year-old, to the cupid’s bow of your lips, slightly parted in a silent snore.
Bringing his hand up carefully, Jisung swept your hair away from your face as he kissed your nose gently. Awakened by your true love’s kiss (or something like that), your lips curved into a smile when you saw Jisung staring right at you.
“Don’t look at me with those eyes, Sungie,” you said tiredly, grinning as you buried your face into the warmth of his neck.
“What eyes?” he replied, chuckling as he kissed the crown of your head, affectionately letting his hand card through the ends of your hair.
“Those ones - the ones that make you look like you want something. They make me all flustered and shy, Sungie.”
“You certainly weren’t flustered and shy last night, pretty girl,” Jisung flirted with you. His back was still a little sore.
You groaned into his neck, the tips of your ears going red-hot. Even though Jisung teased you a lot, this was your favorite version of him - all soft and cuddly from the night, wrapping you up in his arms and his love, smothering you with affection.
You lifted your head from its place in the crook of his neck, just for a second, to take in his beautiful face. Messy hair ruffling over his forehead, perfect boba eyes that always made you melt, a cute little button nose that fell victim to many a kiss from you, his chipmunk cheeks - affectionately nicknamed the “jeekies”. And at last, his lips. Slightly parted as he breathed, his breath fanning over your face. Just a little bit pink, soft from the cherry chapstick that he stole from you (you had never bothered to take it back - it tasted too good on him).
“Hi,” you grinned up at your boyfriend, wishing him good morning.
“Hello to you too, baby,” Jisung craned his head down just a little to peck you on the lips as a greeting. Even with morning breath, his kisses gave you butterflies - swarms and swarms of them, fluttering around in your stomach.
Jisung hugged you underneath the warmth of the comforter, the sun peeking just a little bit more through the blinds, smothering you in his love, as his love, the only love he would ever have. The small jewelry box in his nightstand drawer confirmed it. (although you wouldn’t know anything about that, would you now, hm?)
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slutforleeminho · 10 months
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“you might love her now, but you loved me first”
angst, angst, angst (trigger warning, suicide, sad ending)
six months. six months of hell. six months of loneliness. six months of heartbreak. six months without him. how can you live without him? he was the one who saved you. from everything. from yourself. the only reason your heart was still beating. what now? there is no future for you without him.
why do you still care? he cheated. he betrayed you. but you can’t bring yourself to hate him. how could you? it was jisung. the love of your life.
your feet dangled off of the edge the of the rooftop you were poached upon. the same rooftop that jisung made love to you for the first time. the first time he said “i love you.” the first time you’ve ever felt love, felt loved. a single tear rolling down your cheek. the last tear you’ll ever cry.
you only want one more thing before you leave this world. this pain. to hear his voice. you pulled out your phone and typed the numbers you knew by heart and hit call. the sun was starting to peak over the buildings in the distance. you didn’t sleep last night. you haven’t truly rested since you caught him pleasing another woman in your bed. but that’s fine. you will soon.
he picked up on the third ring. “hello?” his voice sounded heavenly. you must’ve woke him cause his voice was deep and gravelly.
“ji” was all you said.
“y/n?” of course he deleted your contact. “is everything okay?” a hint of concern in his voice.
“i love you, ji” you stared at the beautiful sunrise. almost as beautiful as him.
“y/n…. you know i’m with someone else. i love her.”
“oh ji, you may love her now, but you loved me first.”
no response.
“can you just say it back? one last time. you don’t have to mean it.” your voice was weak. you were weak.
“i- y/n i-“
“please jisung. one more time… and you’ll never hear from me again.” a beat of silence. then two. then three. “i love you so much, y/n” his voice broke into a small sob. did he still love you? it didn’t matter though. “thank you, i wish you the best. i hope you live a long and happy life with her.” you weren’t lying. you want him to be happy. even if you aren’t there to see it. the wind started to pick up. he noticed. he must remember this place. maybe he brings her here. “where are you?” you didn’t reply. “y/n where are you!?” his voice growing in volume. “it doesn’t matter now, love.” you can finally feel peace.
“baby…”
“don’t. don’t do that to me.” you don’t deserve to be called that anymore.
“listen to me-“ you hung up the phone and tossed it to the side and inhaled the cold air. it was 40 degrees but you weren’t cold . no. you couldn’t feel anything anymore. and you never plan to feel anything ever again.
part two
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comet-falls · 1 year
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nerd!jisung smut below - minors dni
as a nerd, jisung was meant to be many things. adorable. easily flustered. precious beyond belief. engulfed in too large sweaters. and absolutely enamoured with his crush - you.
now, he was all of those things, but you didn’t think jisung quite understood that nerds were not supposed to have six packs. all the movies taught you that. and yet, as you desperately slid your hands down his toned chest, you realised that han jisung wasn’t the stereotypical nerd you had thought him to be.
no, he was a secret gym nerd.
his puffy cheeks were flushed pink, eyes closed and head fallen back in ecstasy. his fingers were clawing on your ass and thighs, holding you up against the wall. your legs were around his hips, his cock nestled tight in your warmth, and while you were skin-to-skin, it wasn’t enough. you wanted jisung closer.
you arched your back and pressed your tits against his chest, moaning into his shoulder. his hands squeezing your ass stilled at the sound, his breathing going shallow. you rolled your hips desperately, frustrated that jisung had froze suddenly. “please,” you groaned pathetically, leaning your head back on the wall, eyes closed in need.
one of his arms moved from your ass, pressing harshly to the wall beside your head. your eyes opened and you ogled the straining veins in his arm, hips rolling again. how the fuck was han jisung strong enough to hold you up?
jisungs glasses were crooked on his face, eyes blown out wide, and he leaned forward. your back went flat against the wall, breathing shallow as you clenched around jisung’s cock. your moved your hands to try and fix his glasses, going along with jisung’s sudden change (even though you were still desperate and prepared to beg) but he used the hand bracing him to grab yours.
he pushed both of your hands back against the wall by your wrists, locking the tight together and shocking you in the process. “do it again,” his voice was quiet, eyes jumping from your own to your tits. “fuck, make that noise again.”
jisung’s hips resumed a fast pace, desperation fuelling him and leaving you moaning a terrific symphony against the wall. his fingers on your wrist and add tightened with each thrust of his hips, his pretty lips sucking and biting on your neck.
yes. jisung was a nerd. a desperate nerd who was pining you against the wall and fucking you like a man in heat. you were hooked.
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baesier · 24 days
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Poderia fazer lockscreens do han em tons escuros? Caso não, pode ser em tons roxos
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