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hihihi I have a thought !! Jeongin's reaction when he found out that reader is a camgirl

ᵎ　🍶　⊹ camera shy, y. jeongin

꒰ 🗯️ ꒱ 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗏 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾!𝗃𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇，𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗌𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗍，𝖼𝖺𝗆𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋，𝖽𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇，𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇，𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 ???，𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇，𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗈𝗒𝗌，𝗃𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍，𝗎𝗇𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽．

[ 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 ] 𝗍𝗒𝗌𝗆 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 <𝟥 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝖺 𝗀𝗈 <𝟥 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗎𝗇 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝟤 𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗈𝗅 !!

[ 𝟦．𝟤𝗄 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 ] ✩ [ 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 ] ✩ [ 𝗆．𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 ]

HE’S JUST your roommate. And as your roommate, he wasn't shy to just walk right into your room, ready to ask you about the mess in the kitchen or the curling iron you left in the bathroom the two of you shared. As your roommate he never expected to walk into your bedroom and see you spread wide in front of your desk computer, playing with yourself and talking to the camera.

Jeongin's jaw dropped straight to hell, his eyes practically bulging as he stared. It was impossible to turn away; it was like his gaze was glued to you. The way your fingers pressed into your clit like a button, your lips pressed together hard as you paused to breathe. Jeongin didn't know how to form sober thoughts anymore. He felt drunk and dizzy while staring at you, his mind was slurred and even though he wasn't saying anything, he felt he wasn't making sense.

You hadn't noticed him standing in the doorway, surprisingly. Your eyes were still seductively staring into the screen, gaze falling to every other comment, smirking at some of the more desperate ones.

You spoke slowly, like you wanted everyone there to understand, even Jeongin.

"I'm all wet just for youuu." Your voice fell into a soft whine, sing-song like as you smile. Jeongin doesn't know why but your words go straight to his dick and he braced himself on the wall, fearing he'd lose his balance.

You continued, still somehow unaware of Jeongin's presence. It didn't help that the room was dark apart from the dim light of your desktop and the pale bulb of your bedside lamp. Your head was facing the screen entirely, too focused to even notice his watching figure on the sidelines.

You weren't anything like the Y/N he usually saw. Normally you were quiet and a bit shy, he'd never take you for the type to be so lewd behind the scenes. It was dangerous the duality you secretly held. Your eyes were low and dark under the limited light, lips glossed and shiny, your pretty body cutely dressed in something that Jeongin never knew he needed to see. A pale pink lingerie set, gorgeous around your curve with bows on every line of lace, sewn into the straps and panties cutely. All this and Jeongin's mouth watered like a dog; shamefully, he was already hard,embarrassingly so.

You hissed as you read something, assuming to be someone's comment out loud, "You look so good right now, that set suits you," You smiled sweetly like it was any other compliment, your cheeks dimpled and hot, "Thank you, I picked it out for you."

Jeongin's brain went foggy again. If he could get his feet to work he would've left already, embarrassed yet painfully hard. He wished he could find the strength to turn around and fix himself up— ease the burden of blood rushing to his cock. You were doing something to him he didn't except. He's watching you like god herself had divined right before him; he's thinking like Satan had run his fingers along his skin and tainted his mind. He felt dirty, he felt like perverted loser as he stood frozen watching you.

You bit your lip, sucking in a breath of air softly as your fingers slid down your slid, poking daintily at your hole.

"I actually have a surprise for you guys," You began with a soft smile, eyes a little hazy as you reached over your desk. You pulled out of what seemed to be thin air, a hot pink dildo, the color harsh and bright. Jeongin almost choked at the sight, the color, the length, the idea of you putting that into yourself— it felt like a fever dream to witness, "Isn't it pretty? I bought it yesterday... should I try it on stream?"

Jeongin listened like he was an avid viewer; like he himself had paid the same money those people on the stream had to see you. Once again a wave of shame flushed across him, cheeks reddening but feet remaining concrete on the floor.

"Yeah? Okay," You seemed entirely too happy, leaning back in your chair and giving the viewers once again an amazing view. Your tits pressed together by your arms, your panties on you right ankle, dangling forgotten and free, "It's a bit bigger than I'd normally buy... I wonder if it'll even fit..."

Your eyes raised back to the screen and for a second Jeongin saw that shy girl he knew. Your eyes were widened and your lips damp and parted. It was a gorgeous sight and he felt a sudden urge to walk over there and grab your face, maybe even make you take all of him for those viewers to see. The power you held over him right now was insane and you didn't even know it.

You bit your lip with your eyebrows pressed together, bringing the thick silicone to your pussy, rubbing it along your clit whilst simultaneously collecting your own essence along the shaft.

Jeongin's eyes followed every movement you made; enamored as you held the toy to your hole now, sucking in a breath as you slipped it inside of you slowly, etching deeper and deeper until the majority of it disappeared inside of you.

Jeongin let out an audible groan, somehow you hadn't heard it; your head leaned back and eyes shut, embracing the feeling as your walls snugly held the dildo in place.

"F-fuck," You cried out softly, lifting your head back to the screen, "It feels so good... so much bigger t-than usual."

Jeongin could barely see your screen but he just knew the chat was exploding. Your eyes tried to follow each one but you were already growing woozy from the feeling; Jeongin could see it.

"O-oh," You whimpered as you rolled your hips off the chair, struggling to maintain yourself for the camera. You read a comment, "Wish you were taking my cock right now instead of that overpriced p-plastic," You nodded eagerly, eyes fluttery as another whine fell past your lips, "Me too, wish I had real dick right now... fuck."

Jeongin almost opened his mouth to speak before he caught himself; mouth too dry to even say anything to begin with.

"Can you moan a little louder for us?" You read a comment in a soft whispery voice. You nodded at this and let out your prettiest moan, hand moving the dildo in and out of your pussy in steady motions. Your head lulled backward, beginning to lose focus on the screen, "M' gonna cum fast tonight— fuck, feels s'good."

Jeongin's hand was softly caressing himself through his sweats, the tips of his ears stained a shade of red. His eyes scanned over your entire body; the lace that hugged your tits, the hot pink dildo disappearing then reappearing from your cunt, the squish in your belly and the swollen tint of your lips. He bit his lips, afraid he'd say something stupid if he didn't.

"Fu-fuck— can I? Can I cum?" You asked the stream, the people watching the lewd image before them. You whimpered again, thighs shaking and threatening to close.

You read the chat, grateful for the kindness tonight as the chat flooded with praise and yes's.

In his head, Jeongin was pleading with you to cum, his eyes fixed on your twitching kissy as you began to up your pace. You rapidly pushed the toy into you over and over again; moans getting more frequent and whinier.

You moaned out something incoherent and whiny, your head falling back, exposing your chest hidden beneath the thin veil of lace. Your orgasm came with no warnings, your moans expertly loud and helpless as you fucked yourself through your high.

All the while Jeongin palmed his bulge and wondered how he'd never seen you like this sooner. It had to be the best thing he'd ever seen.

Your high came in intervals, your head falling back and thighs twitching. Jeongin watched you lean your own head back, tilt it his direction and moan, eyes locking on hiss and in your orgasm-filled daze your hand reached out to him, making Jeongin's heart (and dick) lurch.

Your eyes glossy and your chest heaving as you mewled and moaned something that couldn't be understood; all the while your eyes on Jeongin, now aware of his presence and reaching for him with grabby, shaky fingertips.

"I-Innie—" You practically moaned his name as your orgasm fell, ending as you shook helplessly. You continued pushing the dildo into yourself, shame out the window as you continued to hold your gaze. Jeongin couldn't break his eyes away.

"Fuck," He huffed, eyes wide, trying to collect what little dignity he had left, "Sorry— I'll go—"

You shook your head, somehow already knowing exactly what was going on. Your eyes fell to his hand that tried (and failed) to cover his erection, the denim of his pants visibly uncomfortable around his hard cock. You reached again, teary eyes now as you overstimulated yourself with your dildo, still brave enough to stare at him.

His eyes. They were slender and a little nervous yet equally so aroused and dark. The darkness of the room didn't help; making him look especially enticing. While any other night you'd gladly take the chance to have him, especially tonight.

From Jeongin's messy, dyed hair to his expensive facial features. High cheekbones and dangerously pretty eyes, lips soft and pink with the prettiest Cupids bow. Not to mention his beautifully carved body, broad shoulders and chest hidden beneath the thickness of his hoodie. You caught glimpses of his figure all the time, and each time you were drooling in your mind for him.

"Innie... please." The adrenaline of an orgasm gave you the courage to call for him. To plead with him to stay. The chat was exploding with questions, one after the other, donation after donation with notes asking who you were talking to. Your boyfriend? A friend? They were curious, who is this mystery person you're calling out to? Your shaky hands reached for him longingly and the viewers couldn't see but Jeongin didn't hesitate to step toward you, finally being able to pick up his feet.

When Jeongin came on screen all that was visible were his arms and his body, face excluded and cut off screen just at his jaw. The chat was exploding now more than ever, the notification of donations being ignored as the two of you held a longing stare. It was silent, your legs still spread and your mind foggy. Jeongin's vision was blurred but he could make you out so much clearer than before. The dimness no longer shrouded your beauty but highlighted it. Your sweaty chest, your lustful eyes.

He stared and to you it made you sober up a bit, wondering if you'd made the wrong move, but to him be was taking it all in before he grabbed you and bent you over the table. Jeongin cupped your chin, fingers slightly gripping the soft flesh and squishing your lips into a pout.

He didn't care that cameras were rolling, nor that hundreds if not thousands of people were watching the two of you right now. Thinking about it was pointless anyway— all he wanted to do was have his way with you.

"Jeongin..."

You asked quietly, wishing you hadn't said anything now. Afraid of what he was going to say; would he ridicule you? Call you a good for nothing whore and stampede out of the room? Why was he staring into your eyes so deeply? How was he so hot even when you could barely make out his eyes beneath the shroud of dark?

"I'm thinking..." Jeongin stated simply, voice barely audible by viewers.

Your body was shaky and so was your breath, "About... what?" You bit your lip, speech slurred by the way he held your face.

Jeongin's breath fanned your face, warming it even further, sweat beginning to dribble down your temple just from his stare alone.

"All the ways I could fuck you right now."

You practically moaned at the sound of his voice, let alone his words. Such nasty, lewd words that lingered in the air for a minute, a flume of tension rising around the two of you. It was undeniable. You didn't even bother to say more, just staring up at him wide eyed, silently daring him to do it; show you the best he's got. Show everyone watching behind their screens what he could really do.

Jeongin didn't hesitate, bringing you upward, all of his once raging shyness gone. He's got the opportunity and he'd call himself and idiot if he let it pass him by. He flipped you toward the screen, your face inches away as you leaned on your hands, tits threatening to spill from their pink lace homes. You moaned as his hands laced through your hair, digging into your scalp then dragging through the half-made knots. You winced when he wrapped an arm around your waist, adjusting you to his liking, moaning again as he pressed his thick, hot bulge against your backside.

You moaned but it wasn't for the camera this time. You don't know why but Jeongin had this effect on you; something you hoped you'd get to experience again after this.

"Oh— put it in— please, please," You begged outwardly with starry eyes, avoiding your reflection in the monitor and instead staring at his clothed chest, noticing the way his chest rose and fell erratically, "Innie, I can't— want you so bad, p-please!" Your voice was akin to a sob now, breathless as he watched your figure squirm and writhe beneath him.

He swore it altered the chemistry in his brain, ultimately frying it. He saw colors he'd never seen before, he tasted things he'd never tasted before this very moment. All of it was thanks to you.

Those pretty sounds you made eggend him on further, giving him the confidence to speak, "Baby... just look at the camera and hold still."

His voice was nonchalant and demanding but he swore on the inside he was about to combust. His eyes fell to your pretty ass, round cheeks curved up as your back arched; his dick slotted so perfectly between them, the bulge itching to be freed and find it's place in your cute body.

"Take this thing out..." Jeongin pulled the dildo out of you, chuckling at the sight of how much cum fell from the tip, sticky and leaking on your ass and his hands. He tossed it to the side with little care for where it landed; staring back at your cunt again, this time ogling at your cunt peeking through the side of your panties, wetness dripping down your thighs now. He sucked in a breath and a groan, eyes going to the screen as he realized he was on camera again.

"Innie... just fuck me already." You pushed your ass back against him, rubbing mindlessly against his bulge. Jeongin was never one to obey so easily, but this time he swore he'd never untied his sweats faster. He just had to have you right this instant, to fuck you in front of thousands and show them that you have what they'll never get: you.

He himself wasn't even sure if he was dreaming or not. Whether this was real or fake didn't matter to him now— all he cared about was the feeling of your ass pressed against him. God, was it something he could get used to. Just the sight alone left him quaking, pretty and round and daintily covered by the thin veil of pink lace. Leaving nothing to the imagination, only making his cock twitch in his pants.

"You're such a slut," Jeongin's voice was grating like sandpaper on wood, making your stomach flip and your knees shake, "Showing yourself off to the world like this... so wet too, fuck." Jeongin could barely formulate the words as his mind raced; all be could think of was all the things he wanted to do to you.

You whined at his words, clearly wanting to bite back only to receive a tap on your ass. Somewhat of a warning of what his big hands could do if you acted out. You let out a soft shriek that dissipated into a content sigh.

"Using a nasty little toy on yourself isn't gonna do much, sugar..." Jeongin was bending you further into your desk, the bottom half of his face appearing on screen as he whispered in your ear, "Wouldn't you rather have the real thing? Wouldn't you rather have me fill this pretty cunt up for you instead?"

You were quick to respond, nodding your head as you tried to turn your head to face him. He chuckled, nodding as well like a taunt.

"Tell them all then," Jeongin pointed to the screen. The feeling was utter humiliation— or at least it would be if you cared enough. If the bulge of his cock wasn't pressing deliciously against your cunt, applying just enough pressure to your clit. You weakly turned to the screen, mouth wet as saliva pooled in the corner of your lips.

The chat was spamming with questions still. Begging to know who this guy was and why he had shown up suddenly. Why they couldn't make out his face and why he was touching you. They were definitely jealous as he ran a hand up your spine, loving the way you reacted to him and arched your back.

"I-Innie's... he's gonna fuck m'now..." You stared blurry eyed at the screen, listening to the sound of Jeongin shuffling and pulling his dick out from his boxers, slipping his tip up and down your folds. He listened to you continue, "He's— he's gonna fuck me for y-you all." You wiggled your ass slowly with a sly chuckle, pressed your lips together when he suddenly grabbed you. His fingers were rough and his eyes were straight on your ass. His cock leaking against your ass as he adjusted you to his liking.

"Go on." He ordered. The calm yet demeaning sound of his voice making you itch to feel him.

"Can't wait to feel it. Been wanting to since foreverrr," You continued now, "Fuck, want it so—"

Jeongin pushed into you suddenly, making you choke on your words, spit dribbling out the side of your mouth. Evidently shutting you up, he laughed and gave your ass a nice rub. But inside his nonchalant, almost mean demeanor he was losing it.

Never had Jeongin thought he'd be perfectly snug between your thighs inside your gummy walls. Was it something he'd find himself thinking about randomly? All the time. Had he ever thought his fantasies would become a reality? No, not at all. But right now he was reveling in the moment, every breath was like his final, taking it in slow as he tried to think straight. You were squeezing him impossibly good, almost painful like you were choking his poor dick.

Meanwhile, your brain was turning to mush, staring blankly ahead at the screen, eyes too lazy to refocus on the spamming chat. Mostly egging you both on, instructing things to do as if it were their own personal game.

Jeongin wondered how his shy roommate, the girl who was meek and quiet in public, had managed to keep such a dangerously attractive secret for so long. Had you always done this? Was this a new thing? So many questions yet all at once all he needed was to feel you more.

So he gripped your waist, focusing on the pleasure of you, "Fuck, s'better than I imagined."

You nodded softly, already whimpering and moaning between each breath.

Jeongin's eyes were shielded by his hair as he read some of the comments, flabbergasted by some of the shit they were saying. Even more shocked by the amount of money reeling in now. Before his eyes, flashes of donations and notifications beamed over the screen like little surprises.

Jeongin decided in that moment to give the viewers what they want. He bit his lip as he slowly slid out, leaving his leaky red tip in before pushing back in. He was slow and deliberate, all the while his hands ran up and down your waist, reaching and grabbing for any part of you he could.

His eyes came across a specific comment; call her a slut.

Jeongin had no problem doing that, so he lowered a hand to your jaw, gripping your poor, flushed skin and angling your head toward the camera. Your eyes were struggling to stay open and your mouth hung agape. "Fucking slut... desperate to get fucked in front of all these people... nasty aren't you?"

You didn't deny it, instead whimpering at a particularly sharp thrust inside of you. Your nails were digging into the desk, your face felt hot, and your body ached already, "Y-yes."

"What's that?" Jeongin only said it to watch the way you stammered, almost embarrassed to repeat yourself.

"Yes!"

"That's more like it. Speak up, don't hide your sounds, slut."

Jeongin obeyed the comments religiously; even chanting little moans like church hymns. He wasn't gentle, leaving you babbling and drooling. He wasn't even sure you realize you were still displayed on screen for everyone to see. His hands instinctively glided up your body as his eyes scanned the chat once again, looking for inspiration, something to drive you wild with. Satisfy whatever thirst was brewing in the chat.

He kept his moans to himself, slowly losing it each time he listened to your delicious sounds.

Jeongin smirked at another comment; how does it feel?

“See that?” Jeongin pointed your head at the monitor, chuckling when you whispered out a moan, “They’re asking you how it feels. Go on, tell them, slut.” He gave you a particularly harsh thrust, similar to a gentle nudge forward.

Your fingers curled around the edges of the desk, the little table rocking slightly as he slowed his hips down; your body reacting with little pushes back against his hips. Jeongin stared at the screen impatiently, watching as you tried to focus your poor, watery eyes.

“I— I can’t,” You struggled, feeling his strong arm wrapping around your torso, “So deep…”

Jeongin bit his lip, sliding his hand up to grip the back of your neck, pulling you backward. He wasn’t in the mood to be patient anymore; he wanted to fuck you. He was so close and you saying shit like that didn’t help him at all. By the way you were flinching and preening, his name melting off your tongue and heating the air, had his mind slipping. Jeongin gripped your body tightly against his chest, not a care for how the camera was catching you two— you both sweaty and lust filled. Your body reacting with little jerks each time his cock slipped into you completely from sensitivity; prior orgasms giving you the blessing of a fast approaching orgasm.

Jeongin’s hot breath fanned your face, “You close? Tell me, fuck, c’mon.”

You nodded, his fingers grazing up your jaw, “So close… right there, r-right there!” You jaw hung open, little ‘ah’s’ filling the air, whiny and addicting. Jeongin was groaning, lost in the pool of his own pleasure as you squeezed him just right.

“Cum on my cock,” Jeongin groaned breathlessly, rocking you along with his desperate thrusts, “Oh— fuck, s’tight, dammit!”

You came so hard the world went white; blurring your mind and sending you in a spiral of pure bliss. Your body was twitching, going limp in his arms like jelly. His eyes squeezing shut as you did so, curling his toes to keep his orgasm in check.

Before your orgasm was fully done he was pulling out and bending you forward into the desk again, not caring for the things along the table bruising your skin. He pushing you into the wood by the back of your head, slender fingers curling in your hair. He fucked the last of his stamina into his fist, jerking himself off until his dick spurt pretty ropes of pearly cum, thick and steaming along your skin as it landed in gorgeous patterns.

You panted into the desk, eyes focusing on the random corner beside the wall, your mind coming down from a high that left you practically glitching. Jeongin stood up with slumped shoulders, hand dropping his flaccid dick as he panted out little breaths.

Your lips hung wide as realization slowly hit. Usually you’d do a quick goodbye for your viewers, maybe thanking them or doing something small. But this time your body reacted faster than your brain could properly function. You raised your shaky arm to the monitor and simply shut the whole device off, eyes slowly widening, trailing toward the boy behind you.

Your own roommate. Someone you considered a pretty close friend— someone you saw everyday. The boy you complained to and cried to a few times. Now you can add another thing to that list; the boy who made you cum on camera for thousands.

Almost like Jeongin knew what you were thinking he tapped your ass with a little chuckle. His grip finding your waist again, “I didn’t know you were a camgirl.”

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soobnny · 9 months

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ten things yang jeongin says when he thinks you’re asleep — fluff, established relationship, a bit of angst

one. i was thinking about you earlier. nothing in particular, just—who you are. and it made me wish i’d known you sooner. everything about my life right now is infinitely better now that you’re in it.

two. i’d give anything to stop time every moment that i’m with you.

three. i found my old diary when i went home today. i know, yes, i was an angsty teenage boy with a diary. i quickly went through it just to see what i wrote. ah, if you saw it, you’d definitely laugh. but… one entry caught my eye. it was from a few years ago and it was at a point of my life when i thought nobody could ever love me. not even in a romantic sense, just generally and i was praying to anyone who would listen that i’d find someone who’d understand. i’m glad i held on and didn’t break because a year later, i met you. funny how things turn out, right? i don’t even know why i’m telling you this. i just, i guess i just wanted to thank you for coming into my life. you’re the kind of person i always hoped i’d find.

four. i know i’m not the best at understanding emotions, but i feel them very deeply with you. please give me time. i promise i’ll get to know my feelings better.

five. seungmin told me earlier how i don’t say ‘i love you’ a lot. he’s right, but it’s only because i don’t want my expressions of love to be light. that’s why i don’t say it often because i don’t want it to be thrown around like that. i want to say it in important moments. but i find that i want to tell you that every day. i think it’s because every moment with you is important to me. so, please don’t think my words are empty when i say them too much. i promise it’s never light when i tell you i love you. i mean it. i mean it so much that sometimes it scares me.

six. do you know the exact moment i knew i was in love with you? i can still remember it clearly. it wasn’t anything crazy, in fact it was just an ordinary day. you were over at my dorm and we had been laughing at this romcom that just came out, and then i felt it. i felt it when i had looked at you, how i wouldn't mind doing this forever. i hope i can love you for the rest of my life.

seven. i always think back fondly of college because of you. it would've been hell if it wasn't with you.

eight. i was thinking earlier, about how fleeting life really is. i don't—i don't even know what triggered me to think about it. how someone could be alive one minute and then gone the next. i don't like that... i don't like how abrupt endings always are. i don't want any moment with you to be the last, god, i can't even bear the thought of losing you. ah, fuck, i'm crying. fuck, sorry. i just, please don't leave me. please don't let it happen to you. i know you have no control over it, but please, please, please. please.

nine. cheer up, darling. i know things don't look too good right now, but what if things just get better from now on? i promise that your efforts at healing are adding up, so just hold onto me for now. you will always have me to hold on to.

ten. you are the best thing that's ever been mine.

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catiuskaa · 3 months

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bread bites —bf!jeongin thoughts.

A/N: the bf!thoughts series is finished! I’m so happy I could finish it. I had so much fun coming up with these lil scenarios. Feel free to check them all out, they’re all linked in my masterlist!

(ps: he’s just ethereally beautiful. Like. I can’t.)

jeongin, who hasn’t realized just yet the little habit that he picked up because of you.

jeongin, who’s known to be quite shy and not too fond of long, dramatic skinship.

jeongin, who falls helplessly in love with you, and sheepishly struggles, not knowing how to show it through actions.

jeongin, who one day was cooking with you an easy pasta recipe for lunch, and feels a dented shape graze his shoulder.

jeongin, who blushes, equally confused and flustered, because, well, you quite literally just bit him.

jeongin, who one day finds himself sheepishly biting your finger when you lovingly —and teasingly— stroke his cheeks like the smol smol baby he is.

jeongin, who goes absolutely bananas the moment he bites your cheek.

jeongin, who can feel you blush in the midst of pecks and kisses he gives you between soft bites.

jeongin, who has to tackle you to the couch as you giggle and squirm in his hold. “Jagi, your breath stinks!” You let out jokingly, faking disgusted sounds as you laugh.

jeongin, who tenderly grazes your soft and plush and so so cute cheekies with his teeth, careful not to bite too hard.

jeongin, who can bluntly start chasing you around the house just to bite your cheek. “C’mon! Don’t you love me, yeobo?!” He’d chant dramatically with loud cackles behind.

jeongin, who engulfes you in a bear hug. “That’s right. Right where I wanted you,” he snickers as he mimics shark-like bites, sound effects included as you giggle and squirm again, not actually trying to escape.

jeongin, who at first struggled to show you love, but now makes sure to let you know gently.

…nom nom nom <3

~Kats, who’s sick with an extreme case of cuteness agression because: nom nom nom.

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love-zara-skz · 8 months

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Jeongin: pass the salt

Minho: what’s the magic word?

Jeongin: or else

Minho: that’s my boy

#stray kids #skz fluff #fluff #kpop fluff #stray kids minho #bangchan #minsung #i.N #i.n imagine #skz incorrect quotes #stray kids incorrect quotes #incorrect kpop quotes #skz stay #skz incorrect texts #lee minho

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solarswonderland · 5 months

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boyfriend texts w/skz!

genre: fluff, crack

pairing: bf!skz x gn!reader

warnings: cursing, dad jokes, roblox, mentions of being drunk, mentions of food (hyunjin and felix) + lmk if there are anymore!

summary: everday texts with your bf ♡

masterlist

✩ bang chan

✩ lee know

✩ changbin

✩ hyunjin

✩ han

✩ felix

✩ seungmin

✩ i.n

taglist: @kflixnet @k-labels

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3rachaslut · 7 months

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SMUT MINORS DNI !!

jeongin x fem!reader

thinking about:

jeongins hands around your neck, tightening his grip each time you whimper at the feeling of his slender fingers inside of you, grazing your sweet spot every time he curls them. “good girl, taking my fingers in your little pussy like such an obedient baby girl”

and how he’d kiss and lick around your tits until your nipples are fully erect whilst you mewl his name. “fuck- jeongin” and he would suck love-bites all over them until he’s lapping at your nipples like a starved dog.

he’d suck on them as you’re literally flailing your legs due to the stimulation that your tits and pussy are receiving, the knot in your stomach getting tighter as his fingers in your cunt thrust deeper and faster.

“g-gonna.. ah!” you’d whine as you squirt all over his hand and he’d kiss his way back up to your lips, planting gentle kisses and saying “you’re so amazing baby, and all mine”

oh my god

#skz smut #stray kids smut #stray kids x y/n #stray kids #skz x y/n #skz x reader #stray kids imagines #stray kids x reader #jeongin smut #jeongin x y/n #jeongin x reader #i.n smut #i.n imagine

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writerracha · 1 year

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ liquid courage — jeongin x female reader

↻ 1.6k :: roommates to lovers :: cw. soft dom!jeongin. dry humping. drunk sex (all consensual). boobjob with tongue. some cumplay. use of "pet" and "good girl".

↻ 18+ mdni :: not proof read, pls be kind :: masterlist

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You grab the wine bottle to fill your glass again but you realize that it’s empty. Only a single drop makes it in your glass, and you stare at it in despair.

“Innie, how the fuck is this bottle empty? We just opened it!”

Your roommate blinks at you, his eyes going wide as you shake the empty bottle in front of his eyes. He pushes his glasses up on his nose. His bleached hair is a tangled mess on his head, his cheeks red from the booze.

“What the fuck,” he whispers, grabbing the bottle from your hand. He turns it upside down over his glass, like he wants to test it for himself, but nothing comes out. Not even a single drop. “What the fuck.”

He frowns, licks his lips. You are staring at him. At his lips.

“There’s only one explanation, Y/N,” Jeongin says, putting down the bottle beside you. He waves his index at you, so you lean in closer to him. “We must’ve drank it all.”

For some reason, this is the funniest thing you have ever heard and you burst out laughing. Your head ends up against Jeongin’s shoulder, and he wraps his arms around you, his laugh bursting out from his lungs. It’s loud, uncontrolled, and it mixes with yours perfectly.

You are both sitting on the floor of your living room, watching a drama you haven’t paid any attention to for more than a hour, eating snacks. It’s your usual Wednesday night ritual, except this time Jeongin decided to open a bottle of wine to celebrate a good grade he got - you drank it so quickly you had to open another, and now the two bottles were empty.

Now both of you are drunk. You’ve seen each other drunk multiple times before, but it’s the first time it’s just the two of you. You’re not nervous about it - you trust Jeongin completely, he’s a reliable roommate and a good friend of yours. You do not know each other that well, so you were nervous at first about sharing the space - but you had nowhere else to go and Jeongin was a good guy. You got along more than fine, getting to know each other as the weeks went by. He made you laugh a lot. You shared similar interests. He did his dishes and always left the bathroom clean.

He was also really fucking handsome, but that hadn’t been a problem for you until now. Because as you look up, your laughter finally dying down after long minutes, your face is inches away from his and his lips look extremely inviting.

Jeongin is still holding you in his arms, staring down at your parted mouth. Your lips are red from the wine, looking plump and soft, and he’s been dying to know what you taste like. Just a few nights ago he heard you masturbating in your room and he thought he’d cum on the spot. He really wanted to respect you, not to cross the boundaries of your relationship as roommates and make your living situation difficult, but you made it hard. You were just so attractive. Exactly his type. With your tits poking out from under your shirts when you didn’t wear a bra, that short skirt you liked to wear when you went out, the lip gloss that always made him think about pinning you against the wall and making out until none of you could stand straight.

He doesn’t want to think about you this way, but he can’t help it. Neither can you.

But you’re drunk and you don’t want to care. Neither does he.

“Innie?”

“Hm?”

“You’re staring at my boobs.”

He looks up in surprise. When he meets your gaze, and realizes you’re smiling amusingly, Jeongin grins and starts to chuckle.

“Sorry.”

“You like my tits?”

He licks his lips again. “Yeah.”

“You want to fuck them?”

He blinks, but his smile doesn’t go away. You love the way it takes up half of his face, that it always seems so sincere. Except this smile seems a little different. It’s amused, it’s bright, but it’s also mischievous, and it makes you a little too horny.

His hand pushes a strand of hair away from your face. “My pretty little roommate… I’ll put my cock anywhere you want me to.”

You clench at the words, letting out an audible moan. Jeongin chuckles, taking your chin between his long fingers.

“Are you already wet, pet? I haven’t even touched you…”

You lick your lips and he follows your tongue with his eyes. His stare is dark. “I want your cock between my tits, Innie.”

He mutters a fuck before he pushes his lips against yours. The kiss is messy, your tongues immediately colliding in a feverish dance, and you climb on Jeongin. He digs his fingers in your hips as you moan against his mouth. Both of you are drunk - you want this, and you can feel that he does, too. So you don’t stop. You can’t.

Jeongin’s large hands come to palm your breasts, squeezing the tender flesh, and he bucks his hips as he plays with your nipples. You moan, feeling his erection against your warm core.

“Are you sure about this?” he moans.

You nod. “More than sure. You?”

He smiles. “Me, too. I’ve wanted to have you like this for a while…”

He rolls his erection against your wetness, sending a shiver across your body. You grab his shirt, moaning his name. “Just needed a little liquid courage, huh?” you tease him.

“Right back at you. Fuck, those clothes need to go,” he breathes.

You nod, helping him remove your t-shirt and bra, and he stares down at your bare tits with his mouth parted. Giggling, you push them together, pinching your nipples with a soft moan.

“My cock is going to look so good nestled in between those,” Jeongin grins.

You both laugh excitedly as Jeongin goes to sit on the couch. You stay on your knees, on the floor, settling between his legs as he pulls down his shorts. His cock springs free, already fully erect, and you stare at it, your hands sprawled on his thighs. Jeongin holds it although he wouldn’t need to, smiling down at you.

“Fuck, you are so pretty looking up at me like that,” he tells you, his voice a little rasp.

You bite your lip, moving your hands upwards, resisting the urge to put his cock in your mouth, to suck him dry. Jeongin seems to catch your hesitation because he pushes two fingers under your chin to lift your face, meeting your gaze.

“Maybe later if you’re a good girl,” he says in a low voice, leaning in to give you a kiss.

He tastes like wine and sweets, and you position yourself, placing his cock in between your tits. His white hair sticks to his torso. Jeongin lets out a guttural groan, his head thrown backwards on the couch. His hair falls everywhere on his face, his glasses are crooked, his lips raw from your making out. You stare at him as you move your body up and down, making sure that his cock is trapped in between your tits.

“F-fuck…” he grunts. “Fuck, yes, just like that…”

You giggle, wishing you had a free hand so you could relieve some of the pressure in your cunt. You feel yourself getting soaking wet, your clit throbbing, aching for touch. But a part of you is too captivated by the facial expressions Jeongin makes as he starts to thrust his hips, fucking your tits. One of his wide hands slides into his hair, the veins popping out, and slides to gather your hair behind your head. He pulls on it a little, making you arch your back, and you let out a moan.

“I can’t… I can’t s-stop,” he breathes.

“Are you gonna cum on my tits, Innie?” you ask.

When he nods enthusiastically, you can’t help but smile. You work against his grip to bend your head forward and you stick out your tongue - so when his cock thrusts up, it touches it.

“Ugh, fuck!” Jeongin lets out a cry.

You lick him every time he moves, making him breathe harder. Jeongin pushes your head down on his cock, so much the tip almost enters your mouth. He’s muttering indecipherable words under his breath and you know he is close.

“Come on, pretty boy. Cum all over me,” you mewl at him.

It only takes another second before Jeongin grunts loudly, thick spurts of cum escaping his cock and falling on your mouth, your hands, and your tits. You look down at the beautiful white liquid covering you, clenching at the sight.

“Fuck, Innie…” you whisper. “You came so much.”

He doesn’t really answer you - his head has fallen back on the couch and he’s trying to steady his breathing. You chuckle, sticking out your tongue to lick him clean. He shakes a little, his cock sensitive, but you still do it.

“Don’t swallow,” he warns you.

You look at him with an arched eyebrow. Jeongin cups your face in his hands, removing the hair from your face. He stares at your wide eyes, at your wet lips, at the small stains of cum remaining on your face - it’s a sight he will never forget.

“Show me your tongue,” he orders you in a low voice.

You obey him, parting your lips. You look so hot right there, between his legs, mouth full of him. Cum falling in drops, and Jeongin pats your cheek.

“Now, swallow.”

He tastes warm and salty, but you like it. When you are done swallowing, Jeongin moves forward, flicking one of your nipples with his thumb. Your tits are a little sensitive, so your body jolts as you whimper.

“You’ve been such a good girl. Now it’s my turn to make you cum.”

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this was my first time writing with jeongin so eeeek!! I hope you guys like it. thank you for all your love I really appreciate it let me know if you have any requests or thoughts! ♡♡

taglist :: @lix-ables (let me know if you want to be tagged ♡)

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snowyquokka · 3 months

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ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴇɴᴅ • ʏᴀɴɢ ᴊᴇᴏɴɢɪɴ

wc: 1.4k

mafia au jeongin x fem reader

cw: mature themes MDNI, mentions of murder, mentions of blood, mentions of possessiveness, angst, arguing, slight degradation, swearing, toxicity, implied ptsd

a.n- i’m actually really excited to write this series!! hope you guys like it too <3

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“You fucking did what?” Pissed. That’s the only word you can think of to describe your husband right now. He’s pissed because you went behind his back and met with the leader of another mafia to discuss some unfinished business that Jeongin had yet to fix.

“I was helping you! Without me, you and San would’ve never worked things out. You’re just too blinded by your ego to realize that.” As soon as your words register your hand flies to meet your mouth. Jeongin nods and bites the inside of his cheek as he analyzes your response. Usually when you argue there’s always a hint of something in your tone. Fear maybe? No, Jeongin thinks. Horror. You always seemed too shy to speak out but now there’s been a shift in your demeanor. A hint of resentment.

He really lets everything sink in and carefully calculates his next move. “Y/n, what have I told you about leaving here without permission, or even a guard? What if you got hurt?” you roll your eyes which throws Jeongin off a little. What has gotten into you? He’s trying not to become angry, but you are making it really fucking difficult. Deep breaths, Jeongin. You know the drill; she’ll rant and rave until she finally crawls right back into your arms. Every. Single. Time.

“Are you even paying attention?” Okay maybe it’s going to take a little more work this time.

“Yes, I’m listening, but you need to realize that you’re under my protection. And as a matter of fact, you follow my rules.” he states as calmly as possible.

You blink once. Twice. You can’t believe him. “You don’t fucking control me, Jeongin. I’m sick of hearing you commanding me like I’m some pet. It’s getting really fucking old.”

Jeongin clenches his jaw and flexes his fists. You know that if you were literally anyone else in the world, you’d be a mere blood splatter on the cream rug.

But you aren’t anyone else.

You’re Yang Y/n.

Jeongin’s wife.

The love of his life.

But right now- “You’re acting like a bitch, y/n.” he hadn’t realized he’d said it out loud until he saw the tears well up in your eyes. He could practically see your heart breaking in your chest, but honestly, he didn’t care. You needed to know your place.

“Fuck. You. I’m done.” you shake your head and remove your wedding ring before tossing it on the ground at Jeongin’s feet. You leave without listening to any of his protests. He seemed surprised that you acted out like that, and you even surprised yourself. You’d never been the type of person to engage in any sort of confrontation. You’d seen your parents do it enough to know that most of the time it doesn’t end well. Like right now.

Taking large deep breaths, you enter your car and just drive. The only sound that fills the car is your choked sobs as you turn his words over and over in your head.

You start to wonder where everything went wrong. Just two months ago you were happy. Right?

You start to recall the first time Jeongin had killed someone in front of you. The man had been eyeing you up all night while he was negotiating with your husband. One thing led to another and Jeongin shot the man point blank in the head with zero hesitation. That night you’d slept on the couch then woke up in the morning to Jeongin cooking for you and spewing out apologies and reassuring you that it wouldn’t happen again.

That turned out to be a lie. Not even a month later he shot a guard he had just hired because they were “staring at you like you were a piece of meat.” To you, that didn’t justify murdering a man in cold blood.

Jeongin, of course, waited until you were married to let the…darker side of him show. At first you thought nothing of it, blinded by love. Then gradually you started to become almost disgusted by the way he could hurt someone over something so little. It’s not like those men touched you or even talked to you.

You park in a random lot and pull out your phone.

innie <3 (15)

You immediately delete the voicemails he left and dialed your brother's number after coming to the conclusion that you wouldn’t be able to sleep in your car.

One ring.

Two.

Thr-

“Y/n?” Chan’s voice sounds groggy and hoarse as if he’d just woken up, it was around 2 in the morning. You tried your best to compose yourself. “Hey, Channie.” it comes out as a faint whisper. You hear rustling on the other end and a sigh. “What’s wrong?”

“I- Can I crash there for a bit?”

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As you pull up to Chan’s house you mentally prepare yourself for the ‘You know better’ talk. Chan practically raised you and knows you better than anyone - with the exception of Jeongin.

No, no. Stop thinking about him, y/n. Just put on a smile and take deep breaths.

You don’t bother knocking, instead you just walk in. “Chris?” you call out. You almost speak again as you search for him but immediately change your mind when you notice your wedding ring sitting on the coffee table in the living room. Your heart drops to your feet and you can’t help but feel a twinge of betrayal. You spot someone out of the corner of your eye but choose to ignore them and turn to walk out of the door but are stopped by a gentle hand on your wrist. You don’t even need to open your eyes to know who it belongs to.

“Sunshine, please.” Sunshine. You haven’t heard you call him that in ages. Your heart melts a little but you dismiss the feeling and turn to face him when you notice your brother standing behind Jeongin.

“What happened to ‘your secrets safe with me’?” he flinches at your use of the words he promised over and over again starting from your early childhood.

“Just talk, Y/n.” Chan disappears into the hall, leaving you and Jeongin alone.

“Baby-“

“I can't take it anymore.” you whisper.

“Take what?”

“Feeling like I’m not good enough for you.” One crack in the dam you put up to stifle your emotions.

“Please don’t do that, love. I-I said things that I didn’t mean and I’m sorry I’m just-“ Jeongin takes a deep breath, “I’m afraid of losing you. I love you with all of my being, you are the most important thing to me. I can’t risk it.” Every feeling you’ve been pushing back floods you, overwhelming you. Unexpected tears stream onto your already reddened cheeks.

“If you really cared you wouldn’t have killed somebody right in front of me. Not once, but twice. Do you know how fucking difficult it is not to be fearful? You may be afraid of losing me, but I’m afraid of you. The man I married isn't there anymore. You changed, and it’s fucking terrifying.” you squeeze your eyes shut as two lifeless bodies flash through your mind.

Jeongin freezes. He fucked up; big time. He wraps his arms around your shoulders gently, silently asking for your approval.

You finally let go and sink into his arms.

You love him, that’s never been questioned. But you don’t love this life. Your body racks with sobs as Jeongin rubs soothing circles across your back. Your mind is so jumbled and fuzzy that you can’t focus on one topic. One second you’re thinking about you and Jeongin, the next you’re picturing Changbin ridding the white linoleum floor of a large pool of blood before it has a chance to stain.

If Jeongin wasn’t keeping you stable you’d most likely collapse on the floor.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” he whispers.

But he knows.

He knows that he has a slim chance of winning you back. So for now, he’s going to savor your warmth and your sweet scent. He’s going to etch the feeling of his arms around you into every crevice of his heart and soul.

You’ve reached a dead end in your relationship and you aren’t sure if you want to turn around and find your way back to him.

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enluv · 10 months

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soft launching with jeongin!

PAIRING! - non!idol yang jeongin × fem!reader

SYNOPSIS! - jeongin and y/n portray their relationship through a series of soft launching <3

genre(s): comedy, tooth rooting fluff, soft launching, 01 liners !!

warnings: profanity, dark humor (kms, die, etc. jokes) beomgyu is a MENACE, mentions: the hospital, the movie hachi (we all know this made us cry bad), fighting, sugar daddy/mommy, hamster eating, and that’s all but tell me if I missed something!!

soft launching masterlist –> found here !!!

coco’s love note: when I tell you this one might just be my favorite soft launch yet I’m so serious 😭 I don’t normally write for stray kids so this is like me re-entering into the stay writing community? and I’m so happy with the way it came out !! like genuinely this was so fun to make and write it honestly brought me so much joy!! I hope it does the same for all of you :) and as always, feedback & reblogs are always appreciated <3

skz taglist?! @cherry-bushes @en-fvr @nikis-mum @bloom-bloom-pow @kyublr @enhacolor @fxckingshame @haoreo @stealanity — Wanna be tagged? Check out THIS post!

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milkistay · 1 year

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backstage — yji

synopsis. the cute maknae from stray kids catches your eye backstage at m countdown. he’s been crushing on you since your debut.

pairing. jeongin x gn!idol!reader

format. imagine

word count. 2.2k

of course you knew of stray kids—it was impossible to even dip your toes into the world of kpop without hearing about the record-breaking 4th generation boy group whose success was undeniable—but aside from the handful of their songs on your playlists, you didn't know much about them. frankly, most of your attention was so focused on your own group and your next comeback and your upcoming shoots and your future fansigns that you barely had any time to become familiar with other groups.

backstage at m countdown, makeup artists were rushing between you and your members with brushes and lip tints, fans were whirling in the background to minimize sweating in your stage outfits, and the room had the faint stench of hairspray and coffee. the collar of your shirt was a bit too tight and the heat in the room was beginning to overwhelm you, despite the hard work of the fans. you motioned to the door to one of your members before slipping outside of the room, instantly gratified by the chill of the air conditioning in the quiet hallway.

that was, it was quiet, until you heard a loud shriek from one of the ends of the hallway. from a few doors down, two boys sprinted out of their room and a third followed, pointing a camera at them with a smile on his face. one of the first two boys was clearly chasing the other, arms held wide open asking for a hug, while the other expertly avoiding his embrace.

"ah!" the chaser—the shortest of them all, with broad shoulders and a grin on his face—exclaimed. "when did you get so cute?"

his victim—dark hair, sharp eyes, the most endearing smile you could ever think of on a person (he was smiling, despite being hunted down for affection)—laughed as he was cornered. he didn't give in, though, holding his arms out and pushing on the other boy's shoulders to keep him at a distance.

"enough!" he said, but he was giggling, even when he brought his fist up in a fake threat.

the chaser puckered his lips and the boy behind the camera let out a laugh.

"innie!" the chaser cried in an overly-sweet voice as he finally won the fight and enveloped the other boy in a tight hug. "cute, cute, cute!"

his victim's smile grew as he pulled his face away from the other boy's puckered lips. he was laughing with a thin blush on the apples of his cheeks and you couldn't help but chuckle at his predicament. he was still trapped in a hug when the three of them retreated back to the room and, as their door closed, you could hear a final complaint of "let go of me!"

later, you clutched a handheld fan centimeters from your face as post-performance sweat gleamed on your forehead. your stage microphone was still taped to your cheek and your in-ear monitors were draped around your neck. it was a great performance; you were extremely pleased with each of your members' execution and your staff members had praised you on a job well done. freshly-delivered starbucks drinks were handed out as you began to peel off unnecessary layers of your stage outfit.

when you finally collapsed on the couch, feeling cooled off and free from the shirt collar, you caught sight of the television on the wall live-broadcasting the m countdown stage. a boy group of eight were just beginning their first song when you immediately recognized the three boys you saw in the hallway earlier. their giggly, playful demeanors were gone, replaced by commanding expressions with a subtle air of sensuality. from the second the song track kicked in, your eyes were glued to the screen, watching the eight of them dance like it was their second nature and deliver their lines skillfully. they were beyond professionals and the simple title of 'performers.' the stage belonged to them. you glanced at the bottom of the screen at the words that read: stray kids. ah. they lived up to their endless praise.

you couldn't help but keep feeling your eyes drift to one member in particular, the one who you watched get attacked by his member in a hug. his presence on the stage was magnetic—sharp gaze, smooth movements, the youthful glow in his face. it was hard to believe this was the same boy who grinned brightly and laughed openly in the hallway. then, when the first song ended and the camera held onto his face for a few moments longer, he shot the audience a small smile and you recognized that lively glint in his eyes. you were charmed.

innie.

"do you know who that was?" you asked one of your members when the camera cut away.

your member finished a sip of their iced americano and shrugged. "i don't know. i think i recognize him—something with two letters. i want to say i.n?"

innie. i.n.

you later learned, from a quick internet search, that your member was right. his name was i.n, his real name was yang jeongin, and he was stray kid's maknae and vocalist. he was smiling in the accompanying photo that popped up.

you decided that wouldn't the last you saw of yang jeongin.

unbeknownst to you, yang jeongin had learned of you long before you spotted him in the hallway. when he first heard of the rookie group that had broken a record with their debut song, he was immediately intrigued and looked into your group. he watched a handful of music videos, listened to your debut album, and even watched some of your behind-the-scenes videos. every time, without fail, the person who caught his eye was you. there was something about your demeanor and your performances that drew him in. as he watched more content, he found himself incredibly attracted to your personality. plus, you were really, really cute.

since then, he had been keeping up with you in secret, always being the first to watch whatever the latest content from your group was, streaming your album on repeat, and popping into the occasional vlive. during a vlive of his own, he shyly mentioned that his new favorite song was one of your group's and slid in a couple of compliments in the most subtle way possible.

undoubtedly, he had a huge crush on you. he pulled your photocard in the album he bought and seungmin teased him for weeks over the giddy look that spread across his features when he saw it.

that's why, when he skimmed through the latest skz-talker episode, chuckling at the scene of changbin chasing him in the hallway for a hug, and the camera was angled in a way where it caught a figure standing at the other end of the hallway, he froze. the figure's face was blurred but he recognized your outfit immediately. he blushed and groaned with embarrassment. how was it that the first time you saw him in person it was during such a stupid antic like that? he wanted to meet you properly and charm you with a cool, professional manner. but no—you watched changbin chase him around in a baby voice. mortifying.

the next time you saw jeongin was at the kbs song festival. you sat in a chair backstage, impatiently tapping your foot and wishing you'd finish hair and makeup already. you fiddled with a certain piece of paper in your lap.

"all good," your makeup artist told you with a finishing touch of eyeshadow.

you thanked her and headed out of your dressing room with another word. it was a different building than m countdown was held in but hopefully the room you were looking for wouldn't be too far...

there it was. a few rooms down, taped onto the grey dressing room door, was a sign that read STRAY KIDS. should you knock? you suddenly felt a bit awkward; you weren't used to this kind of thing.

you ended up knocking, just loud enough to be heard over the blow dryer. the door opened moments later and a staff member stood behind it. judging by the quick look that flashed across his expression, he recognized you. you felt a bit more awkward.

"excuse me, but is yang jeongin here? i.n?"

"oh," the staff member said. he glanced behind him. "um..."

stray kids were spilled across the small room—some played games on their phones, one was asleep on the couch, another ate chips, and the rest were getting the hair and makeup done. but jeongin was nowhere to be found.

as you scanned the room, you locked eyes with one of the members getting his makeup done. you recognized him—seungmin, if you were correct—and his eyes widened in shock.

"you're looking for jeongin?" he asked you, like it was the most impossible thing in the world.

you gave him a short bow. "yes, i'd like to give him something. do you know where he is?"

"he's in the bathroom." his expression was deep with regret. "i can go get him right now."

"oh, that's okay," you assured. "i don't want to be a bother."

"no, no," seungmin said, getting up from his seat. "wait here for a bit, i'll go get him."

he slipped past you and out the door with a sense of urgency. you really didn't want to make it a big deal, and you felt bad for making him run an errand.

"i'll wait in the hallway, thank you," you told the staff member.

he nodded the closed the door uncertainly. you fiddled with the paper. maybe you should've just given it to seungmin.

one of your own staff members peeked her head out from your dressing room.

"what are you doing out there? you have to go on in two minutes, you have to come now."

"now?" you asked, even though you knew that two minutes already meant you were running late.

"yes," she urged.

you sighed, glanced at the direction seungmin left and stuffed the paper in your pocket.

"okay, let's go."

you were so focused on your performance while onstage that you didn't even think about jeongin or the paper in your pocket. you executed every practiced move with precision and smiled when the audience cheered at your parts. it was a fantastic performance and one that left you exhausted by the time you stepped off and walked back to your dressing room.

you were talking animatedly with one of your members when, right before you entered your room, you spotted jeongin standing nearby, his hands in his pockets and his shy gaze on you. he was really cute.

"i'll be there in a sec," you told your member and they closed the dressing room door, leaving you and jeongin alone in the hallway.

after a brief moment, he gave you a deep bow, one that you reciprocated immediately.

"hi," he said, eyes big and curious. "one of my members told me you were looking for me."

his hair was carefully styled and his makeup looked like it was just finished—bronze eyeshadow that drew attention to his eyes, a light rosy blush on his cheeks, a pink tint on his lips. he looked astoundingly good.

"yes," you told him with a chuckle. "yes, i was. i—uh—i wanted to give you something."

"really?"

you reached into your pocked and pulled out the paper. "yeah, well, i noticed you during m champion and i sort of thought you were very attractive," you admitted, a smile on your face. "hot and cute at the same time."

"oh," he said, the tips of his ears quickly growing red. he glanced down at his feet, then back at you. "i sort of think the same about you. i find you very attractive."

your smile grew. "is that so?"

he let out a small, beautiful laugh. "it's a little embarrassing, but yes."

"well," you began and held out the paper for him. "this was what i wanted to give you."

he took it from you and carefully unfolded it.

"it's my phone number," you told him. "if you want to, you know, get in touch with me later or something. maybe we could go for a coffee or dinner sometime."

he grinned brightly, that endearing smile of his that warmed your heart.

"i'd love that," he said. "really. i'd really love that."

you giggled. "great. i'm happy to hear that."

the two of you stayed there a moment, trading smiles and coy, pleased looks.

"i have to get back," he said, a twinge of disappointment in his voice. "i have to perform soon, so i should get back."

you nodded. "yes, of course. good luck onstage! and get in touch when you can."

"thank you, i will definitely get in touch soon. definitely," he assured. "see you later!"

"see you, jeongin."

you shared one last look of childish joy before he turned to leave and you slipped back into your room, a mental image of his gorgeous smile at the front of your mind.

#jeongin fluff #jeongin imagines #jeongin drabble #jeongin x reader #jeongin x gn!reader #i.n imagine #i.n fluff #i.n x reader #skz imagine #skz fluff #stray kids fluff #idol!reader #jeongin x idol!reader #skz x idol!reader

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jeongin-lvr · 1 month

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I have a veryyyy strong feeling that Jeongin is a bit of a perv (and by a bit I mean massive). He does the nasty stuff; jerking off into your panties when you’re not home, spraying your perfume on his pillow that he’s gonna hump when you’re asleep in the other room. He thinks of you when his cock gets hard and he wishes so badly you could come and suck him off. Jeongin is so closeted about it though… you would never know your sweet roommate who bought you stuffies and held your hand when crossing the street was also stuffing his mouth with your worn panties to keep his moans down as he fucked his hand. Maybe your innocence drives him mad— would you call him nasty if you ever caught him in the act? Or would you offer to help him with the same level of perversion in your sweet voice? He’s left to wonder every night when he feels extra horny, listening to you in the other room doing nothing in particular.

#wrote this a few days ago…..#I was half asleep BTW 💀#i.n imagine #i.n smut #jeongin smut #skz smut #i.n x reader #stray kids smut

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taeandpuppies · 5 months

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What your cameraroll looks like if you're dating Yang Jeongin

#i.n #i.n imagine #jeongin fluff #skz fluff #skz imagines #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #jeongin scenarios #jeongin imagines #i.n fluff #yang jeongin #stray kids #stray kids fluff

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blu-joons · 1 year

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When You See Him Shirtless For The First Time ~ Stray Kids Reaction

Bang Chan:

He knew exactly what he was doing as Chan subtly walked past you without his shirt on. He dragged the time out, eyes not moving away from you as he tried to see how you’d react, only for you not to notice.

“Shall we think about dinner soon?” You asked Chan, only to hear him call out your name. You spun around only for your breath to hitch as you looked to Chan who was stood across the room without his shirt on.

“Are you still thinking about dinner or something else?”

“You can’t just pull a stunt like this around me without any preparation.”

Chan laughed back to you as he took a step towards you. “I’m allowed to walk around in my own home without a shirt on if I want to.”

“I don’t want to stare, but I don’t want to look anywhere else right now, it’s unfair.”

“You can stare if you want,” Chan proudly told you, running his hand along his abs. “Anything to improve the view for you, right?”

“Oh, the view has definitely been improved here.”

Lee Know:

Your eyes widened as you looked behind you to see Minho hugging you from behind, his bare chest pressed up against your back. It took you by complete surprise as he peered over your shoulder with a smile.

“You’ve never done this before,” you noted, not quite sure where to look as Minho brows furrowed in confusion back across to you. “I’ve never seen you without a shirt on, let alone felt you without one.”

“I thought you meant I’ve never hugged you before.”

“No, it’s not that. Did you know I’ve not seen you without a shirt before?”

Minho’s head shook in reply to you, “I thought I already had done, I’m so comfortable around you I was sure you’d seen me like this before.”

“I think I could get used to you being this comfortable around me though you know.”

“Like what you see then?” Minho confidently asked you, “I think I could get used to showing all of this off around you too.”

“Well, they’ll be no complaints from me if you do.”

Changbin:

You couldn’t help but chuckle as Changbin immediately began to flex in front of you as he took his shirt off. He made no secret of what he was doing, trying his absolute best to impress you and get a compliment.

“You know you don’t need to flex your muscles to look good for me, don’t you?” You asked Changbin, shaking your head as he moved to tighten up his biceps. “You’re better off just walking around as you are.”

“I’m just making sure you can really see my abs.”

“Of course, I can see your abs. What makes you think that I’d miss them?”

Changbin stopped flexing and took a seat beside you on his bed. “My abs go unnoticed by so many people, but I don’t want that with you.”

“They’re definitely not unnoticed by me, even without all of the flexing, don’t worry.”

“Thank you,” Changbin chuckled as he laid down beside you. “What about the arms though? Do you see all this definition?”

“I do Changbin, it’s very impressive too.”

Hyunjin:

You found yourself flustered as soon as Hyunjin took his shirt off, with it coming from nowhere. Hyunjin too caught onto how shy you had quickly become, not quite knowing where to look around the room.

“H-hi,” you stuttered as you eventually met Hyunjin’s eyes, forcing a weak smile onto your face to try and convince Hyunjin that you were fine. Only for you though, Hyunjin could tell you weren’t fine at all.

“You seem a little more speechless than usual Y/N.”

“Don’t talk to me right now, you know exactly what you’re doing to me.”

Hyunjin’s shoulders shrugged innocently as his smile turned up quickly. “All I’ve done is walk around the dorm, what’s wrong with that?”

“Just walking around the dorm? Is that really all that you’re doing right now do you think?”

“Exactly,” Hyunjin sniggered, watching you get shier and shier with every passing second, “what did you think that I was doing?”

“I hate you so much right now doing this.”

Han:

You knew exactly what Jisung’s eyes were searching for as he walked through the dorm with his shirt off, eyes looking at you straight away. You weren’t stupid, knowing that he wanted a bit of fuss and attention from you.

“What are you looking at me like that for?” You quizzed Jisung, deciding to wind him up a little bit as he tried to subtly flex his abs before you. “Something about you looks a little bit different right now to me.”

“I’d say that it’s something pretty sexy, wouldn’t you?”

“Sexy? I was talking about your hair parting, I wouldn’t say that’s sexy.”

A shake of the head came from Jisung as he continued to stare at you, “you know what you’re doing, stop trying to be so mean to me.”

“I’m sorry, it was too good of a chance to miss. You look very good Jisung, don’t worry.”

“Very good?” He gasped in disbelief, “aren’t you supposed to tell me how handsome I am or something without my shirt on?”

“Aren’t you supposed to not fish for compliments?”

Felix:

You’d never seen Felix so shy as he walked out of the bathroom ready to head to bed with you, opting after a long debate with himself to join you underneath the duvet without a shirt on to sleep in.

“Why are you so timid?” You asked as you watched him, deciding it was best to not make a big deal out of seeing Felix shirtless. “Anyone would think you’ve never not worn a t-shirt in your life before right now.”

“I just wasn’t sure how you’d react, it makes me shy.”

“It’s still you, just because you haven’t got a shirt on, there’s no difference.”

Felix’s smile was wide as he slid underneath the duvet, “thank you, I was worried that there would be a huge fuss about me being like this.”

“I’d be lying if I said the view wasn’t nice, but there’s no point being dramatic, right?”

“Right,” Felix agreed, leaning in towards you as you made yourself comfortable, “I don’t know why I ever worried about doing this.”

“You know you don’t need to worry with me.”

Seungmin:

A sharp intake of breath came from Seungmin as he noticed you passing him by. You were in a world of your own until you heard the noise, deciding to look in and see what was going on, only to him stood shirtless.

“What are you up to?” You chuckled across to him, watching as he tried to cover his body with his hands, bending down. “Are you really trying to hide that incredible body from me? Have you lost your mind?”

“I wasn’t prepared for you to suddenly see me like this.”

“Were you planning on working out before I saw you shirtless or something?”

A laugh came from Seungmin as he shook his head, beginning to relax. “I just mean I didn’t think you were here, it surprised me, that’s all.”

“I’ve got to admit I’m feeling pretty surprised too, but definitely in a good way.”

“At least that’s one less thing for me to worry about,” Seungmin reasoned, “my body is something that passes the test with you.”

“Trust me, it passes with absolute flying colours.”

I.N:

You mumbled an apology as you walked into the bedroom only to see Jeongin in the middle of getting changed. As soon as he heard your voice he jumped, cowering to one side as he scrambled to put his shirt on.

“Why are you changing so quickly and hiding yourself?” You asked him, confused by how shy Jeongin was to have you watching him. “You’ve got such an incredible body, Jeongin, you shouldn’t be hiding it.”

“No one’s ever really told me that before properly though.”

“Well, I’m telling you now, and you know that you can trust me, don’t you?”

Jeongin nodded back to you as he stepped towards you too. “You know fans just tell me that sort of thing to make me feel a bit better.”

“That’s nonsense, they say it because they mean it, just like I do too.”

“Maybe I should start having a bit more confidence in myself,” he murmured, watching you nod in agreement with him straight away.

“I’ll be right here to give you that confidence.”

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yxngbxkkie · 1 year

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embarrassing (y.j/i.n)

hello! i realized i posted this on my main blog lol. hope you enjoy! <3

A and B get caught making out.

Jeongin rests his head on your lap, his eyes shut as he attempts to take a nap. Your fingers comb through his hair, your attention focusing on the movie playing.

The rest of the members went out shopping, you and Jeongin opting to stay home. Both of you didn't get much rest last night and didn't feel up to going out.

You shift your gaze towards your boyfriend, a smile gracing your lips at how cute he looks. You stroke the side of his face gently, causing him to let out a tired groan.

"Sorry, sorry," you giggle, removing your hand from his face. "You're just so cute, Innie."

"I'm glad you think so, but I'm tired," he laughs into your stomach, his arms wrapping around your waist.

Your smile widens as you rest one of your hands against the middle of his back. "Well, maybe someone shouldn't have stayed up so late," you tease.

Jeongin moves his hand to tickle your side, and you let out a shriek. "I'm not the only one to blame," he laughs as you attempt to push him off of you.

"Okay, okay! I'm sorry! Stop!" You gasp out, grabbing a hold of his hand.

The blonde moves to sit up, a smile on his lips. "Fine, I'll spare you. Can I take a nap now?" He asks, pouting at you.

"Can I have a kiss first?" You counter, grinning.

His eyes glance down at his lips, and you notice the light blush dusting his cheeks. You love how shy Jeongin can get when it comes to your affection.

You shift closer to him before he leans forward to kiss you. Your eyes flutter shut as you kiss him back, bringing your hand back to his cheek.

"I love you," you whisper as soon as you pull away from him. Jeongin trails his lips up your jaw and a soft moan leaves you.

"I love you too, honey," he mumbles against your skin.

Your heart pounds against your chest as Jeongin pulls back, his eyes meeting yours. He smiles at you before reconnecting your lips together.

His hands grab onto your waist, pulling you onto his lap. You drag your fingers through his hair as the kiss between you deepens.

"This isn't like you," you giggle into the kiss, tugging on his blonde hair a smidge.

"Only you bring this side out," Jeongin sighs, resting his forehead against yours. "Just you."

You groan in admiration, your cheeks starting to hurt from smiling so much. "How did I get so lucky?" You ask him.

"I could ask you the same thing, Y/N."

You nudge your nose along his, a deep breath coming from your parted lips. Your hands rest on his cheeks, stroking them gently before kissing him again.

Jeongin's arms slip around your waist, holding you close to him. The door to the dorm opens up just as he slips his tongue past your lips.

"My eyes!" Han's voice echoes off the walls, causing the two of you to pull apart.

You look towards the sound to see all seven members standing in the doorway, shocked looks on their faces.

"What is going on here!?" Chan asks, not believing his eyes.

Your boyfriend hides his face in your neck, and you notice the tips of his ears turning red. A chuckle leaves your lips as you decide to answer for him.

"We're… having an intimate moment," you point out, feeling your cheeks blush. "We'll just, uh, continue in his room."

Jeongin suddenly lifts you, his arms hooking around your thighs before carrying you to his room.

"Use protection!"

"Baby bread is growing!"

You and Jeongin let out a cackle just as you make it to his room. He kicks the door shut behind him, releasing a sigh.

"That's embarrassing," he mumbles with a shy smile.

"It was bound to happen," you shrug your shoulders, a teasing grin on your lips.

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feelbokkie · 1 year

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Random texts with bf!Jeongin

☀️Feelbokkie M.list☀️

genre: fluff

pov: 1st/2nd person (depends on how you view it)

description: random text with your boyfriend Jeongin (some texts are inspired by pinterest)

pairing: jeongin x reader

warnings: feet and blood (idek)

word count: n/a

screenshot count: 9

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leebix · 9 months

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Roommate’s

P: Roommate hyunjin X F.reader

G. Smut

W. Cussing, clothe fingering, Dom Hyunjin, Sub reader, Hard core, nudes, kinda perv hyunjin, teasing hyunjin, O.F. reader, Pet name. (Bunny, good girl, love, etc.)

A/n: Hi! I’m back sorry it took a while just needed a small plot for the story, hope you enjoy my small story’s, should I continue writing? anyways In joy my story! >.<🤍 @ithinkibetteractfast

~*~

you're both sitting in your room, alone.. Hyunjin is your roommate, you’re both in the dorms but he suddenly steals your phone and starts looking through your photos..

“Hmm, what's this~” he says showing you your phone, with a picture of your nudes on the screen.. your face blushed red as you snatched your phone away “t-thats.. none of your business..”

“intresting, why would you be taking those for, hm?~” he teased, as he smirked, your roommate looking at you with a weird look.. he looks almost possesive, wanting to know who you took those photos for, but still being playful with you..

_____ looked at him with a shocked looked “well I thought I looked hot in my body….” _____ said as you looked away from her phone and turn it off and put it away from him hyunjin.

Hyunjin grinned mischievously, his eyes lingering on you. "Oh, trust me, you do look hot, ____," he said, leaning closer to you. "But I'm more curious about who you took those pictures for. Were they for someone special?" He chuckled, his tone filled with both playfulness and possessiveness.

He reached out and gently tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch lingering on your skin. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, but I can't make any promises about the thoughts running through my head right now." His voice dropped to a low whisper, causing a tingling sensation to run down your spine.

____ lay down on the bed on her stomach as you turn on her phone and started going threw your Instagram, ____ sight “I Post that in Twitter for my fans….” You bite lip

Hyunjin eyes widened in surprise as you nonchalantly mentioned posting the nude photo on Twitter. His gaze shifted from your face to your body, now sprawled enticingly on the bed. His playful demeanor shifted, his possessiveness taking over.

He walked over to the bed, his steps deliberate and purposeful. He sat down beside you, his fingers tracing a lazy pattern on your bare thigh. "____, my sweet girl," he murmured, his voice laced with desire. "You're teasing me, aren't you? Flaunting your beauty for all to see, but deep down, you want it to be me who gets to savor every inch of you."

His fingers continued to trace higher up your thigh, his touch sending shivers through your body. "Tell me, ____, do you want everyone to see what's only meant for my eyes? Those luscious curves, those tempting lips... Do you crave their hungry gazes, or is it me who you desire? Be honest with me, my little temptress."

____ looked at the boy with a sweet smile acting innocent towards the boy “mhhm I don’t know what your talking about” ____ said as you see the boy hand getting closer to her inner thigh as she bites her lips.

Hyunjin eyes narrowed, seeing through your innocent act. He could sense your desire, your hidden longing, and it only fueled his own arousal. He moved his hand even closer, his fingertips now brushing against the delicate skin of your inner thigh.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about, ____," he growled softly, his voice laced with a hint of a warning. "Don't play coy with me, darling. I can see the hunger in your eyes, the way you're biting your lip. It's a dangerous game you're playing."

His fingers continued their slow, torturous journey, inching closer to your core. His gaze never wavered from your eyes, his dominant persona taking over completely. "You want me to touch you, don't you? To drive you wild with pleasure. But you'll have to beg for it, my sweet girl. Beg me to make you feel good."

_____ didn’t know what to do, ___ just looked him and nodding your head feeling your words I stick in your throat as his fingers get really close to you core.

Hyunjin could sense your hesitation, your need conflicting with your uncertainty. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper as his fingers hovered just above your core.

"Open up to me, ____," he murmured, his breath warm against your ear. "Let go of your inhibitions and surrender to your desires. I can give you the pleasure you crave, but you have to trust me."

With that, his fingers dipped lower, lightly grazing against your sensitive folds. He teased you, drawing circles and tracing patterns, building the anticipation within you. His touch was light, almost feather-like, but you could feel the intensity growing with each passing second.

"Are you ready to beg for my touch, my sweet girl?" he asked, his voice husky with desire. "To give in to the pleasure only I can provide?"

You looked at your roommate with a pure look not saying anything you making your thigh tight together feelings his fingers with your black shorts, as you breath is heavily moving up and down your chest looking at him as you bite your lip not knowing what to say to him.

Hyunjin watched you closely, observing the way your body reacted to his touch, the way your thighs unconsciously tightened together. He could see the desire etched in your eyes, the struggle for control within you. His own arousal grew, pushing him to push you further, to make you succumb to your desires.

He moved closer to you, his face mere inches away from yours. His hot breath fanned against your lips, sending shivers down your spine. With a low, seductive tone, he spoke again, his voice filled with both dominance and a hint of desperation.

"Let go, ____" he whispered, his thumb lightly circling your clothed nub. "You want this, don't you? The pleasure, the connection between us? Don't fight it anymore. Just give in love."

With gentle yet firm pressure, he pressed his thumb harder against your clothed bud, wanting to see your resolve crumble, wanting you to beg for the release that only he could grant.

You whimper at the feeling of his slim fingers on your clothes nub, you really wanted, you slowly parted your legs to let him feel you right breathing heavily at this moment your chest moving up and down as you felt yourself getting wetter threw your panties “plea-please” you whimper your eyes have close of the small pleasure he’s giving you arching your back just a little throwing your head back

Hyunjin could feel the pulsating desire emanating from you, the way you willingly parted your legs just enough for him to access your heated core. A victorious grin spread across his face as he saw you succumb to your own longing.

He applied more pressure with his thumb, circling it skillfully against your clothed nub. He could feel the dampness through your panties, evidence of your arousal. Your whimper and plea for more only fueled the fire within him, his own desire growing more intense.

"Good girl," he praised, his voice filled with satisfaction. "You're so responsive, ____. Just imagine what it'll be like when I touch you properly, when I make you come undone under my fingertips."

With that, he increased the speed and pressure, his thumb working your sensitive bud with skill and precision. He relished in the sight of you arching your back and throwing your head back, lost in the pleasure he was providing.

"Feel the pleasure, bunny " he urged, his voice laced with desire. "Let it consume you completely. Give yourself over to me."

all what you could do was whimper at his words making her even wetter moaning in pleasure of you cloth nub was getting pleasure, ____ was breathing heavily your long silky black hair falling behind you as you close’s her eyes.

Hyunjin continued to work your clothed nub, the pace increasing along with the intensity of your moans. He watched you closely, taking in every sound, every movement, every reaction as you surrendered to the pleasure.

His fingers teased and toyed with you, skillfully rubbing and applying pressure to your sensitive bud. He could feel the wetness seeping through your panties, evidence of just how aroused you were. The sight of you losing yourself in the pleasure only fueled his desire further.

"Open your eyes, bunny," he commanded softly, his voice filled with authority. "Look at me as you come undone. Watch as I make you lose control."

He wanted to see your eyes, to witness every moment of your pleasure. With his free hand, he gently lifted your chin, urging you to meet his gaze even as his fingers continued their relentless assault on your clothed nub.

"Let go, my sweet girl," he breathed, his voice laced with a mixture of tenderness and dominance. "No holding back. Give me everything."

You opened your eyes slowly at hyunjin as the pleasure is hitting you, being a moaning mess underneath him feeling yourself wanting to cum

Hyunjin was captivated by the sight of your eyes, glazed over with desire and pleasure. The way you looked at him as you surrendered to the sensations coursing through your body pushed him to the edge of his own restraint. He could feel himself growing harder, the need to claim you becoming almost overwhelming.

He intensified his touch, his skilled fingers working your clothed nub with an almost unyielding pace. He wanted to push you to the brink, to make you lose control entirely. He could sense your impending release, the way your moans grew louder and more desperate.

"Let go, love," he urged, his voice husky with need. "Cum for me, beautiful. Give in to the pleasure and let yourself be consumed by it."

With his words, he applied one final surge of pressure, his thumb rubbing firmly against your clothed bud. He wanted to drive you over the edge, to bring you to the peak of bliss.

You moaned loudly almost hitting your climax as he still rubbed your clothe nub has your arms are behide you giving you support to stay sitting down, you got on of you legs up to the bed as you felt yourself cumming, you moaned loudly tears falling down your eyes looking at him as you was cumming on your now wet panties you had on, breathing heavily your chest moving as you breaths

Hyunjin watched intently as you reached your peak, your moans filling the room along with the sound of your labored breaths. The sight of your climax, the way your body trembled with pleasure, was utterly intoxicating to him. He felt a surge of possessiveness and triumph, knowing that he was the one who brought you to such heights of bliss.

He continued to stimulate you through your orgasm, his touch steady and unwavering, your pleasure becoming his own. He wanted to savor every moment of your release, witnessing your vulnerability and surrender.

As your moans subsided and tears streamed down your face, he leaned in close, his voice filled with a mixture of pride and adoration. "You were absolutely breathtaking, my sweet girl," he said softly, wiping away your tears with his thumb. "You're mine, ___, body and soul. And I promise, I will always make you feel this pleasure. No one else will ever touch you like this, only me."

He gently kissed your forehead, his affectionate gesture a stark contrast to the intensity that just washed over you. "Rest for now, my love," he whispered, his voice filled with tenderness. "There's so much more I want to give you."

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