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inniessick · 1 year

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You promised to protect me, after all. / Yang Jeongin

Pairing: nonidol!yang jeongin x fem!reader

Word Count: 3.1k

Fic Warnings: pet names (Innie, Jeonginnie, Love, Sweetheart, Pretty), cussing, yandere themes (stalking, narcissistic behavior, mental manipulation, overprotective/possessive, deceptive, lying, killing people and talk of killing people, physical violence <not to reader>, unhinged!innie), general violence warning <no physical abuse towards reader>, talk of past abusive relationship (insinuated, not in depth, literally like one line), very slight perv!innie, kissing, degradation (not sexual) That should be all, no smut in this chapter!

Series warnings: angst, dark content, smut, fluff??, yandere themes (stalking, narcissistic behavior, mental manipulation, overprotective/possessive, deceptive, lying, killing people and talk of killing people, physical violence <not to reader>, unhinged!innie), general violence warning <no physical abuse towards reader>, talk of past abusive relationship (part one has a 1 liner, part two goes a bit more into detail, no mentions of physical abuse just cheating), kissing????, degradation (sexual/not sexual), dominant innie (sexual/not sexual if that makes sense), dom/sub dynamics, very lowkey perv!innie, manhandling, cussing, names (bitch, whore, slut, cumdump <argue w the wall>, baby, babe, princess, my love/love/lovey, sweetheart, darling, babygirl, pretty/ innie, jeonginnie, jeong, sir,), size kink, fingering, oral (f/m), cumplay??, overstimulation, edging, orgasm denial, spit play, spanking, tummy bulge..., cervix kissing, mayhaps breeding kink idk, unprotected sex (pls dont do this), dumbification, begging??, choking, hair pulling,hickeys/lovebites, consensual even if not outright stated, let me know if I used a confusing term, or missed any!

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a/n: this can be read as a stand alone if you do not want to read part two as it is a smut chapter.

There you were, sitting at home, you had finally finished cleaning the house, top to bottom. Seriously, you dusted the damn ceiling. All jeongin ever wanted from you was your unconditional love, keep the house clean, depend on him, and never ever leave him. It hadn't sounded like a bad situation at the start, you had been completely infatuated with him. I mean, he took care of you in ways nobody else ever had. He swore up and down to protect you as long as you listened to him. That's what love is right? Give and take. Give yourself to him, and endlessly be cared for. Nobody had ever bothered to stay in your life after they had gotten what they wanted out of you. But Jeongin, he wanted things from you that would last forever. He did say, unconditional love and to never leave him. Certainly if you did that, he too would always need something from you, making him yours just as long as you were his.

See, it wasn't hard for him, you were stupid. Completely and utterly dumb. You never locked your car door, always left your phone unattended and unlocked, constantly misplaced your wallet and house keys. You never checked to see if someone was following you, you wouldn't close your curtains, and you overshared. If someone had asked you for your mothers maiden name, you would've given them the story on what her name was and what it changed to after she married your father! You were an open book, allowing anyone to read you. How could a sweet girl like you ever take care of yourself? He had to have you all to himself, make sure nobody hurt you. Its like you were practically begging for him to take you.

It all started because your idiot self had picked up his drink thinking it was yours. He had been watching you for weeks. his plan was set in motion so easily. Get the same order as you, changing one minor detail, just before you ordered your own.

A hand gently gripped your shoulder, "I believe you have my drink, pretty." Your eyes went wide, both because he startled you and that you had just embarrassed yourself in front of such a handsome guy! You turned the cups label toward you, 'J---n-in, Light ice' the name had become smeared, "Oh shit, oh my gosh i'm so dumb. Sorry, it looked exactly like mine! Can I pay you back? I already took a drink o- Wait, haven't I seen you around before? You were the guy who returned my wallet and keys!" "Dont worry about the drink, and yea, that would be me. Your name is y/n isnt it?" It was all working out so well. "Yea it is!" You had turned around and grabbed your actual drink. "Here you can just have mine! Why dont you come and sit with me? I dont think I got the chance to actually thank you!" "You're sitting at the table in the corner right?" There you go again, book bag and laptop open, left unattended. "Mhm! cmon cmon come sit with me." You had already grabbed his hand and started walking to the small table. Oh, how warm your hand felt in his, he wanted to hold it forever. "Let me just put this away real quick." Setting the drink down before shoving your belongings in the bag. "So, thank you! I don't know what I would've done if you hadn't found my keys.. it would've been the third time i'd have to get a new one from the landlord." "Really? Do you misplace them that much?" "Yup, i'm sure i'd lose my head if it wasn't attached to my neck!" A small laugh came from his mouth. "Sounds like you need someone to take care of all that for you." "Now that you mention it, i'm sure that would help me out a whole lot..." You paused, thinking about what you should say next, "Well, you know my name, but I dont know yours, Tell me it please!" "I'm Jeongin." "Jeongin... Jeongin. I like the sound of that." And he loved the sound of you saying it. How else would it come from your lips, what did you sound like when you were whining and begging? How would you say his name as you cried? How would you scream it? He snapped himself out of his thoughts, he could worry about all of that later. "Well, you're free to call me it anytime." A small grin appeared on your face, "Just wait till I have a nickname for you! It'll be super cool. I swear you'll love it."

Were you really going to hand yourself over to him that easily? Not that he would complain, but he would've expected you to at least be a tiny bit cautious. "I'll be waiting to hear what you come up with. You're an interesting girl, you know." "Am I? I haven't even told you all about myself yet!" "Why don't you? I'd like to get to know you better. We still have plenty of time, you're not even finished with your drink yet." "Ah yea, seriously I am sorry I took yours!" "Really, it's not a problem. Simply a coincidence that we had the same order." "Crazy how things like that happen, huh? Must mean we were fated to meet." Oh, how he wanted to laugh in your face. So stupid, so naive, and so adorable. Just what was he going to do with you? "I was thinking the same thing. If that's the case, go on, tell me about yourself." "Okay! so, I live in a small apartment downtown, and I go out every thursday night to just walk around! Normally at 10-11 pm. This town, it's gorgeous at night! I'm still learning my way around it, I actually only moved here 6-7 months ago." He already knew that, you were in apartment 107. Each thursday you would head out of your apartment, sometimes locking the door, other times not. You would walk a different direction every few weeks only ever circling your way back home after you had picked two or three flowers. Sometimes it took you awhile to find them, but after you found 3 it was time to head back. It didn't matter if it only took you 15 minutes. He wondered if someone as forgetful as you would really have routines to follow, he was just dying to figure out every little detail about you. Pick you apart completely and then put you right back together just how he wanted.

"Hm, why'd you move to this city? There's not a whole lot to this area." "Oh... well," Your mouth forming a slight frown, was he finally going to find something out he hadn't already known? "My ex boyfriend.. he was," A slight pause, insinuating it probably wasn't the best situation. You had turned your head to the side, avoiding his gaze. "Well, you know. he wasn't the best person... treated me real bad." You rubbed your arm, in an effort to calm yourself down. "I didn't have a whole lot, so it took a long time for me to leave. Family disowned me years ago." Now he was pissed off, had someone really dared to hurt you? He was angry he hadn't found you sooner, after all, he just wanted to protect you. He was protecting you already, but a part of him was glad you had no one, he really would have you all to himself. Maybe, just maybe, he wouldn't even have to hurt anyone! Well, as long as you dont count the one guy who followed you last night. But you'd never have to worry, he took care of it. It was a shame his knuckles were still bruised, but he didn't care. He protected you, that's all that mattered. "Y/n, i'm sorry to hear that. I would never do that to you. I know you didn't deserve anything that happened to you." "Mhm.. well ya know.. things happen, it's okay though. Sorry to make the situation so grim." "Oh dont say that, I asked. You didn't say anything you shouldn't have. I'll listen to everything you have to say." He placed his hand right on top of yours, a reassuring gesture.

"I.. I appreciate that. you're really a nice guy, you know!" of course he was a nice guy, he only ever had your best interest in mind! "I could tell you other stuff about me? Maybe we can meet back here tomorrow..." "Sure, i'd love that. Why dont you give me your number, i'll text you so we can set up a time." "Sure!" You quickly typed your number into phone before standing up and grabbing your bag. "Well, thank you for the drink!" You flashed him a cheeky smile, "See you tomorrow, Jeonginnie!" He had won you over. You were his.

Hey, its Jeongin.

Hi! I was wondering when you'd text me :)

Sorry to keep you waiting, pretty. So, do you think 5 is a good time for you?

Yea! i'll meet you there, same spot?

Same spot.

Thanks for talking to me today, I look forward to seeing you again. Goodnight Jeonginnie.

You were right, I do like the nickname. Night y/n.

Just as you had agreed upon, you met back up at 5 pm in the same spot. You were late, only by 12 minutes. "Hey! Sorry i'm a bit late! I kind of.. got lost. Wrong turn." You nervously laughed. "I hope I didn't make you wait too long!" He knew you'd be late, of course you would. But he didn't care, you still met up with him. "No you're all good! I know you're still a bit new to the area, I didn't wait very long." You sighed as you pulled the chair in front of you out, taking a seat. "Great, I really was hoping you wouldn't leave before I got here..." Had you thought that lowly of him? Of course he would wait for you! It's not like he was crazy, who gets upset about 12 minutes? "Of course I wouldn't leave before you got here, i'm not like that." "Mmm I know.. I just really wanted to see you." Your head was held low, you had made yourself flustered with your statement. you weren't supposed to say that out loud. A small giggle coming from him got your attention, "I'm glad you wanted to see me. Let me go get you a drink, yea?" "Yes please! Here let me give you my c-" He was already walking up to the counter before you even had a chance to find your card in your bag. He was back before you knew it, handing the drink to you. "You didn't have to get it for me.. I could've paid." "Dont worry about that, if you're concerned about paying me back, just let me get to know you better. That's worth more than money." You could feel your face heat up, nobody had ever been interested in being around you, let alone the things you had to say. "Okay.. well,"

He sat there looking at you, taking a mental note of every little thing you mentioned. The pet hamster you had as a kid, how you'd been using the same 3 passwords since you were 10, your favorite colors, the things you did as hobbies. Granted he already knew half the things you had mentioned, you seriously were way too open. He'd have to teach you to not tell everyone so much. He had to make sure nobody ever knew you better than he did, that no one would hurt you because they knew so much about you.

Your rambling continued for quite some time before you finally closed it off, "And that's how I found out about this town! It was far enough away that I think i'll be safe... ahahaa, hopefully." You didn't have to hope, he would keep you safe. Really, you'll never need to worry about it again. "I was right, you are one interesting girl." "You're interesting too, i'd love to visit the town your from. You make it sound really nice." "Maybe i'll have to take you one of these d-" He was cut off by a worker coming over and letting you both know that the cafe would be closing soon. Had time gone by that quickly? "I hadn't realized we were talking that long." You scratched the back of your neck, embarrassed that you'd lost track of time like that. "Barely felt like any time passed at all, regardless thank you for coming and seeing me." "Of course Jeonginnie, lets do it again next weekend maybe? If you're not busy you know.." You mumbled the last part of your sentence hoping he would just agree to see you. "I'll make sure i'm free this weekend, text me when you want to meet up and I'll be there. If you want to go somewhere else, we can." "Maybe.. um.. maybe you can show me around a bit?" "Of course I can do that. It's a date." "It- It's a date!" You couldn't help but smile, you were just so happy he liked you! He laughed a bit, you seemed so enthusiastic, it was one of the cutest things he's seen.

"Would you like me to walk you home, y/n?" He was standing up and pushing the chair back in. "Oh.. Oh no, I can get back just fine. I think I'll be alright to go on my own." He didn't actually care what you had to say, he would be following you anyway. He can't let his sweetheart get hurt now, can he? It seems as though he'd simply be walking with you from a distance. "Alright, let me know when you get home okay?" He was holding the door open for you. "I will, do the same please!" He nodded as he turned around to pretend to be going back home, but just before he started walking away, "Jeonginnie!" he was turning back around, "Yea? You okay?" You were staring at the sidewalk, "Will.. Could.. Um," "Is something wrong, love?" You already had a hard time thinking straight, but the petname sure didn't help, you continued to stutter for another few seconds, "Will you come.. could you come back to my apartment with me?" You put your head back up, being met with him smiling at you. "I can walk you home, that's no problem." You turned your head to the side again, how were you supposed to say this? "No Jeongin.. I meant, will you come into my apartment with me? I.. would like to spend more time with you." For the first time, you had genuinely shocked him. He took your hand in his, intertwining your fingers, "If you'll have me, i'd like that too." And there you went, looking up at him with the sweetest smile. God how he wanted to kiss you. That could wait, right now he was just happy to have you all to himself. He would genuinely be alone with you. You both walked to your apartment, you leading in front of him. He wasn't going to tell you he knew where you lived, he wouldn't want to scare you after all. The walk wasn't long, maybe 10 minutes, it was silent most of the way. A comfortable silence, though, a silence that showed you both were simply happy to be together. His hand squeezing yours as your thumb rubbed the back of his hand.

You finally broke the silence, "It's right down the hall.. its not very pretty but its nice. I'm able to afford it." "I'm not worried about what it looks like, I'm sure its just fine y/n," He already knew what your room looked like, you really need to learn to close your curtains. He had let go of your hand so you could get your keys and unlock the door, to his surprise it happened to actually be locked this time. You held the door open, "Welcome in.." Closing the door and locking it once more. It was 10:27, you were hoping you'd be able to ask him to spend the night. You didn't want anything to happen, you just wanted his company. You'd even sleep on the couch to make him comfortable. "I'll be honest, when I asked you to come over I didn't have anything planned.." He started laughing, "That's okay, it's cliche but we can always watch something or talk. I just want to be with you." He put his hand on your cheek, making you look at him as he spoke to you. Had his hands always felt so soft? You put your hand on top of his, leaning your face further into it.

"Really like you Innie..." You kissed the palm of his hand, "I like you too." "No.. I like you." "I like you too." You stared up at him, did he really mean it? Surely he wasn't the same as your past partners, he wouldn't lie to you right? Of course not, he's not like that. He just wants to care for you, keep you safe. "Can you kiss me?" He didnt need to say anything, simply leaning in to touch your lips with his. It was warm, it felt comforting, like nothing bad would happen to you while you were with him. He pulled away first, hand moving from your cheek to run his thumb along your bottom lip before completely taking it away from your face. "Your lips are really soft..." "So are yours." "I like how it feels." Looking up at him, you never wanted to stop kissing him, it was euphoric. Like you needed to feel him. "I like you." "You make me feel safe." "You'll always be safe with me." "Promise?" "Swear, I'll do anything to keep you safe." You leaned up, begging for him to kiss you one more time, longer, passionately. You wanted to be his.

There was an emphasis on 'anything', but you didn't know what 'anything' actually implied. He truly meant, whatever it would take. He would lie, cheat, steal, kill for you. He would do whatever it takes to protect you. It didn't matter if he had to kill two or twenty people, he would always keep you safe. Nothing, and nobody would get in his way of that. He would give you whatever you wanted, no matter how crazy the request. Your word was absolute. You were his number one priority. His trophy. You were his.

a/n: I really don't view innie as the kind of "yandere" to be batshit, and isolate or kidnap you. I think he's the kind of guy that is just a bit *too* protective/possessive. And if something crosses the line he's made, all bets are off. Stay behind the line? All is well. One step over it and he's threatening to kill whoever is around you and may pose a threat. Slightly unhinged. He's the person who plays mind games. He breaks your mental down until you're putty in his hands, ready for him to mold you into the perfect version of yourself, the one that's perfect for him. He's a stalker, and he's in it for the long run. He is slow and meticulous with his actions. He truly loves you too, he just loves you a bit too much. // Guys i feel like i'm going insane i know exactly where this is going and absolutely zero clue. Do u know how annoying it is to properly capitalize everything. id rather die thanks. but i have to do it again i fear. i have never had more fun writing something in my entire life. i have also never been so stressed while writing something. no smut in this chapter 🫣🫣 next chapter tho.. be prepared because i'm prepared to make the smut 2k words long for shits and giggles. OH do you like my new layout too? ITS CUTE SAY ITS CUTE BECAUSE IT IS ITS ADORABLE AGREE WITH ME!! anyways. looking forward to publishing the next to parts. don't bother me abt image issues tumblr was being a raging cunt and i wanted to post this.

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hanjiesgf · 2 years

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pairing: yang jeongin x fem!reader (ft han jisung)

contains: power play (?), face riding, masturbation, biting, lowkey sub/dom dynamics, voyeurism, exhibitionism, perv!jisung, switch!afab!reader, switch!jeongin.

word count: 3.1k

a/n: hello !!! i just hit 200 followers and this is my little baby, i had a dream and iris made fun of me BUT encouraged me to write this,,, AND IM SO SLOW!!!!! i loved reader and jeongin’s relationship omgggg,,, also this is my self-birthday gift bc TODAY THAT IM POSTING THIS IM OFFICIALLY 21,,,, and probably this is my only smut ever written (this long, bc i usually don’t write THAT MUCH) so please enjoy and remember to give me some feedback hehe tysm!!!!!

a screaming match in the kitchen woke you up.

you sighed as you put on a shirt that wasn’t yours and went to see what was happening.

it was very common for you and your roommates to share clothes, after all, you washed them together and sometimes they get mixed up, so it wasn’t a problem at all to use someone else’s clothes.

the han jisung vs yang jeongin live action was happening in the middle of your kitchen.

your classmate seungmin, who was also majoring in photography like you, mentioned that two of his close friends were looking for a place to stay, you hugged him tightly and he blushed hard making you giggle. so after some interrogation on your part, you found jeongin and jisung to be a good fit for so place you called home.

and here they were, a whole year later, fighting for their lives in the middle of the kitchen. jeongin was holding jisung’s arm against his back in some sort of wrestling position, jisung struggling against the kitchen counter with jeongin on his back laughing.

“when are you going to behave, hyung?” jisung groaned, getting more and more frustrated with every passing second. you watched it all from the door, giggling.

“why are you bullying your hyung, innie?” both of them snapped their heads towards your voice, watching you lean against the door with a smile.

jisung instantly freed himself from jeongin’s grasp when he was distracted by your presence, jumping quickly away from him with a fight stance. “don’t ever do that to me again.”

“then don’t be stealing my food when i repeatedly asked you if you wanted some and you said no three times.” jisung raised his eyebrows in annoyance, then he turned his head towards you like he was expecting you to say something.

“what are you looking at, jisungie? he told you.” jeongin winked and you, grabbed his food, and walked quickly to his room without saying anything else, brushing his arm with yours as he walked past you.

jisung scoffed, starting to make some breakfast for himself after the whole catastrophe he had just suffered. you walked to the refrigerator and got yourself some cereal and milk, watching how jisung was fuming making himself some sandwich.

“stop frowning, you look ugly.” that’s a lie.

his eye twitched, “shut up, you didn’t say anything to defend me.”

you scoffed at him, eating your cereal unbothered. “literally it was none of my business, chill out.” he rolled his eyes and took a seat in front of you on the table.

you both ate in silence for a few minutes, occasionally glancing over to watch the other. until you broke the silence.

“do you want to watch a movie or something with me in my room?” jisung choked on his sandwich, making you laugh. “are you okay?”

“no thanks, i have other important things to do now.” he looked away, you looked shocked for a few seconds, then quickly regained your composure. was he still mad for the fight thing?

“sure.” you stood up from the table looking at him one last time, leaving your plate in the kitchen sink. “have fun then, i’ll ask innie.”

giggling on your way to jeongin’s room you thought about jisung, he never rejected the chance to spend time with you, even to the point to cancel his plans to hang with you, you shrugged it off and knocked on jeongin’s door.

“come in!”

you opened the door to see jeongin sitting with his legs crossed still eating his food and watching some anime on his laptop. “hi.”

jeongin nodded at you, mouth full of food, he paused the anime and put the bowl of food on his nightstand. “hey, what’s up.”

jeongin was wearing an oversized graphic tee, with a pair of shorts that left almost nothing to the imagination, his marked thighs from working out daily against the fabric, showing off more because of the way he was seated on his bed.

“jisungie rejected my invitation to watch a movie in my room, y'know, i have an actual tv.” you grinned, wiggling your eyebrows, you were set on watching a movie with someone, it doesn’t matter if it was jisung or jeongin.

“is this an invitation to fuck?”

huh?

you smirked, “i mean if we are in the middle of the movie and you get hard i’ll think about it.” jeongin chuckled.

“that depends on the movie.” he raised his brows, with a playful smile.

“you think we are watching fifty shades or what?” you grinned.

he shook his head, standing up and getting closer to you, then you noticed his wet hair, he had showered before the breakfast incident probably. he smelled good, and he was looking extraordinarily handsome today.

“well, are we going or not?”

you rolled your eyes as you followed him to your room. he got himself comfortable on your bed and took the lead to pick the movie, you went to see if jisung was still in the kitchen, but he wasn’t there, so on your way back to the room you clashed with jisung who was leaving the bathroom.

“sorry,” you glared at him, he looked at you weirdly and peeked on your open door, seeing jeongin getting comfortable on your bed, covering himself with your blankets. “oh… you went to jeongin instead?”

you scoffed, “of course, i want to watch a movie, weren’t you busy?”

jisung looked away, “yes, sorry.”

“good luck, bye.” you entered your room and closed the door on jisung, leaving him speechless.

jeongin looked amused by the whole situation, “i’m still winning after all.”

“don’t.”

you jumped on the bed and took your spot beside jeongin, who was looking very cozy with your blankets on top of him. he had already put a movie on, it was a horror movie and you were happy.

“we’ll watch a movie adaptation of the book it by stephen king.” jeongin murmured, getting comfier and putting his head on your shoulder. you nodded and rested your head against his soft hair.

you could count with two hands the actual time the both of you watched the movie. the protagonist’s little brother was about to die to the ugly ass clown hiding in the sewer when jeongin’s hand gazed at your thigh, at first you shrugged it off but the second time you felt his fingers against your skin, you knew it wasn’t an accident.

“are you truly getting horny with this scene?” you chucked, caressing jeongin’s hair with your hand.

he grabbed your thigh and stroked it gently with his long and slender fingers. “to be honest, you’re not wearing pants.” was he a genius?

“i’m wearing underwear, that’s how i sleep, that’s not an excuse.”

“you literally invited me here to fuck.” you gasped offended.

“i did not,” you pushed his head off your shoulder making him look at you frowning. “bro i just wanted to see a movie in peace but you horny gremlin and the other angry gremlin cannot do this to me.”

jeongin smirked, quickly pausing the movie and looking back at you as he sat on your lap. “what are you-” he took off his shirt and looked down at you. “what the fuck jeongin.”

“at least are you thinking about it?” of course you were thinking about it, he was literally shirtless in front of you, his toned chest from working out and his biceps at your display.

you traced your hand around his chest, playing with his nipples as he shivered. he placed his arms around your neck as you played with his chest, scratching his pecs with your nails.

“you’re fully thinking about it.”

you nodded, tilting your head to the side and watching him stare at your lips, his chest slowly expanding with each breath he took and licking his lips more times than he could count. you pouted, your doe eyes working hard and fast on him.

“so are you going to kiss me or not?” he grinned as he leaned on, capturing your lips in a kiss. and he was good, slowly sucking on your lower lip making it a hundred percent hotter than it should be.

still sitting in your lap with his arms around your head, holding you up to keep you in place, kissing him. his hips started working against your lower belly, the bulge on his shorts growing hard with each thrust. “oh?” he giggled like he got caught doing something bad.

“was this your plan all along?” you asked, after a long kiss. jeongin was lowkey breathless, so he just nodded.

he was kissing you again, one hand caressing your cheek and the other holding your head. his tongue made expert movements inside your mouth, wanting more and more from you.

your hands were still on his chest, making him tremble against you every time your hands caressed his torso. you could feel his already hard cock against your belly, taking the initiative, your hand wandered down to his shorts making him jump slightly, he smiled against your mouth when he realized what you were doing.

“take them off?” he rolled his eyes as he struggled with letting your lips go.

he got up from your lap, quickly taking all of his remaining clothes off and smirking when your eyes went down to stare at his hard leaking cock shining with precum on the tip, he made a mocking sound.

“i mean, it’s a pretty dick, why are you laughing?” he just shook his head as he got closer to you, kissing you deeply leaving no room between the both of you as he got on your lap again.

you wasted no time getting your hands and mouth on him, watching him gasp at the feeling of your hand on his cock and the other playing with his balls. your mouth attacking his neck leaving very notorious marks that he enjoyed by the sound of his pitched moans, his hands traveled to your hair, pulling it as you jerked him off.

between the sweet sounds of jeongin’s moans on top of you, grinding his hips against your hand to gain more friction, you heard some shuffling on your door, it was now a little bit open but you didn’t pay it any attention, your lock was broken anyways.

jeongin’s breath got erratic and your head snapped in his direction, feeling yourself getting hornier just by his looks, sweaty hair, and gaping mouth. “i’m going to-” he gasped, closing his eyes shut, his whole body shaking on top of you. he came in your hand, with a few last pumps he began to whine result of the overstimulation.

he moved himself to the side so you could step out of the bed and get yourself cleaned, you had fluids all over your arm and hand, and some on your shirt too.

“come back here, you’re going to sit on my face.” as you were wiping your arm with a wet cloth jeongin made himself comfortable again on your bed.

“is that so?” he nodded enthusiastically, sticking his tongue out.

you teased him lowering your underwear, which was soaking wet, and throwing it close to the door. jeongin licked his lips as you walked closer to him until you were towering over him only wearing your shirt.

“c’mon, sit.” he didn’t have to ask you twice, you got yourself on top of his head, getting yourself comfortable on the bed and with his head between your legs. the moment you lowered yourself into his mouth he did a long lick on your folds, taking it all in.

you moaned loud, damn he was good.

he traced his tongue all around your folds, alternating between your hole and clit, making you jump when he pressed his tongue in the spot you liked so much. your hand flew to his hair, pulling it hard to make him keep doing what he was doing perfectly fine under you.

jeongin puffed air on your folds as he separated his mouth from your core, you exhaled shakily as you looked down to see him smirking at you. “you look so pretty on top of me.” you rolled your eyes.

“that’s why you stopped?” he quickly grabbed your thighs to pull you down on him, sucking on your clit with a mission on his mind.

jeongin was good with his mouth, in every way that could sound. he was an excellent singer, the best student in his university debate club, and of course, a god giving head.

your hands flew to his hair again, pulling him up so he could continue doing what he was doing, jeongin didn’t fight you and accepted it happily. his hands were gripping your thighs to keep you in place on his face, after a few seconds he started to move you to ride his face, and you were happy to comply with it.

the sounds coming out of your mouth were music to jeongin’s ears, he speeded up his movements on your clit making you whine riding his face harder. he was grateful if his death was between your legs, giving you oral.

with a few last movements on your part, you came on his face with a loud moan, your legs quivering as he held you up in place to keep you from falling to the ground, licking all of the fluids that came from you gladly. when he finished doing that, he slowly removed himself from under you skillfully, and you were still recuperating from the orgasm now laying on the bed.

“round two?” he proposed from the other side of the bed, you exhaled, preparing yourself mentally as you nodded.

“get yourself hard, my hand is sore.” you joked, totally willing to suck him off and then fuck.

“don’t worry, i’m ready if you are.” confusedly you looked at him, and to your surprise, he was rock hard, probably from eating you out.

okay, that was hot.

“do you have condoms here? or should i go to my room for one?” he teased you with a wink, and you suppressed a laugh.

“maybe you should ask your hyung for one, huh?” he looked at you incredulously, you snickered and pointed to your bedside table smiling wide.

jeongin got to work, and quickly got the condom from your drawer looking at you funny because you had a LOT of them in your drawer, you shrugged. your mouth watered at the sight of his hard cock, ready to wreck you. you were still wearing just the shirt, you got ready on the bed as jeongin jumped on you, accommodating himself between your legs with the condom on, as he should.

he took his time teasing the head of his cock between your folds, smiling every time you complained, he played like that for at least a minute, between kissing you and putting just the tip inside of you, taunting.

“such a big cock and no use for it?” you pouted mockingly, already wanting to get fucked dumb and stop being teased.

“shut the fuck up.” it wasn’t just the tip now, it was the full package inside you.

“holy fuck, that’s it!"

he grinned as he pistoned his hips hard and fast, his hands went directly to hold your waist and the other to keep himself against the bed frame. It was impressive how he fucked you swiftly without losing balance, your cries made him go vigorously faster, it was like you were cheering him on to make you come again.

"baby right there!” he was going feral, growling at your sounds and reactions from his cock.

he was pounding into you like there was no tomorrow, his face buried in your neck and not putting any of his weight on top of you so you could bounce on his cock freely. your hand went to your clit and the other to his hair, pulling it hard making him moan, it was obvious that he liked it so much.

the sound of skin slapping, your cries, and jeongin’s grunts almost made you not notice the door opening a little, making your head turn that way.

what you didn’t (or you did?) expect, was seeing jisung jerking off with your soaked panties on the doorframe, the door was a few centimeters open but you could see him clearly as a day touching himself with your underwear standing there, gawking at jeongin’s dick entering your hole quickly.

jisung hadn’t realized that you had caught him looking at you, he was stuck watching jeongin fuck you. the hand movements on his cock were painfully slow, your panties probably burning his skin as he jerked off with them, his precum drenching your panties more than they were before.

you were in a trance watching how jisung enjoyed the situation just like you, and how probably he was standing there for a long time before you realized. as his movements were getting faster, his sight flew to your face and you saw how the blood left his face just as fast his hand was pumping his cock.

“hi, jisungie,” you said beaming, jeongin raised his head and turned it towards the door while continuing to fuck you, smiling wickedly when he saw the situation jisung was caught in.

“i told you hyung was a pervert.” jeongin said groaning, psyching himself up to continue without being interrupted again.

“i-” jisung stuttered, frozen in site.

you threw your head back, getting yourself back in the mood with jeongin biting your neck. ignoring how jisung tried to explain himself as you enjoyed your second flawless orgasm of the day, your whole body shaking with jeongin holding you tight seeking his own release.

“fill me up, please.” he came with a cry, falling on top of you breathless.

jeongin snuggled into your neck, hugging you with his dick still inside you getting softer with every passing second. you embraced him back ruffling his hair and chuckling.

“you’re wearing hyung’s shirt, you know that right?” jeongin whispered, caressing your arm softly.

“tsk, i know.” you looked back at the door, which was now closed jisung nowhere to be seen.

you both giggled like kids.

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abitterboy · 1 year

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The Way You Make Me Feel

-Part One-

Yang Jeongin X Hwang Hyunjin Smut

Summary: Hyunjin wants to teach Jeongin what pleasure really feels like.

Pairing: Jeongin x Hyunjin

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: Smut (obviously), Hyunjins a tease and perv lowkey, deep throating, gay (duh), nervous Jeongin, nonverbal consent, oral (m receiving), use of "baby" as a nickname

He was just so pretty. Hyunjin couldn't take his eyes off the younger boy, admiring how his hair fell in his face while he looked down at his phone and how his hands looked wrapped around it. The phone wasn't even phallic shaped but Hyunjin still imagined how it would feel to have his dick in the others hand.

“Hyung what do you think I should do about that part I wasn’t getting right earlier?”

Hyunjin snapped out of his brief daze and pretended to think about Jeongins question.

“I think if you feel the song more and try to relate to the words then you'll be able to find your voice easier. You should also ask Changbin hyung for more directions, he always has adjustments for the better of the piece.”

Jeongin hummed at Hyunjins point and looked back down at his phone. He had the lyrics pulled up and started humming the melody out loud. Jeongin stood up and started singing his part, stopping and starting again when he felt he wasn't doing it right. His right hand moved as he conducted his own pitch and he closed his eyes to better invoke the emotion needed for the song. It was a bit sensual and Jeongin wasn't used to singing this way at all.

Hyunjin saw Jeongins eyes closed and took this as an opportunity to ogle his bandmate out in the open. The sleeveless top and pair of sweatpants were somehow super flattering to Jeongins figure and made Hyunjin feel like he was sinking into his chair. The way Jeongin moved his hand as if conducting made his muscles flex over and over and Hyunjin couldn’t help but stare at them. Working out was definitely in his favor as his toned body was more attractive than ever and Hyunjin was sure to notice the change in the youngers beautiful features.

Jeongins pacing as he sang brought him closer and closer to Hyunjin as he continued to walk. When he turned to face Hyunjin, his eyes remained closed and Hyunjin again took the opportunity to stare at the younger member's body. His chest was visible through the shirt's thin material and Hyunjin swore he could see Jeongins abs too.

Another noticeable thing was the bulge in Jeongins gray sweatpants. He wasn’t hard or anything but Hyunjin couldn't help but stare at the imprint he left in his pants. He licked his lips imagining how Jeongin would pull down his boxers and how he would grab Jeongins dick in hopes of pleasing him. For the longest time, he’s thought of sucking off his bandmate and pleasuring him, hoping to be nothing like he’s ever felt before. With any of Hyunjin's past sexual partners, he’s always been more than willing to go down on them and oftentimes felt like he couldn’t possibly have sex without giving oral first. His dick hardened a bit thinking about all the things he could do to make Jeongin feel good. He wanted to make Jeongin feel amazing. The thought caused him to feel drunk and his mouth watered. Without thinking. Hyunjin put his hand up against his own will and reached out toward the boy as if trying to grab him closer.

“Hyung?”

Jeongins eyes were open and Hyunjin had no idea what he was even doing. He knew Jeongin didn't feel that way, hell he didn't even know if Jeongin was into boys. With a closed eye smile, he hit Jeongins abs a few times trying to make the situation less awkward for himself.

“I was just trying to touch your abs Jeonginnieee! Haha aww. Look at our baby growing up into a man!”

Hyunjin ruffled Jeongins hair as Jeongin sat down next to him with a huff. The training room fell silent as Hyunjin waited for some sort of dialogue to be started to signal that his facade worked.

“Hyung I don't know how I’m gonna do this. I’ve never felt this way before so how am I supposed to portray it accurately?”

Jeongin leaned back in his seat and spread his legs as his hands wiped over his face and pulled his hair back. Hyunjin could’ve drooled as he watched the younger spread his legs but kept his composure. All he could think of was how perfectly he would fit between Jeongin’s legs and how he could very quickly get down on his knees. Jeongins hair fell back down to its place by his eyes as he asked Hyunjin a question.

“Hyung, how did you sing red lights?”

Hyunjin was taken aback and giggled a little under his breath.

“I just thought about how it feels to be in that kind of situation.”

“What kind?”

“The one you're talking about right now. The sexy kind.”

Hyunjin was teasing Jeongin a bit and sat up excitedly when he spoke. Jeongins eyes looked away from Hyunjin as he spoke and it was obvious that the younger was a little nervous about this conversation. Hyunjin contemplated continuing the conversation but decided now was as good a time as any since who knows when this topic will come up next.

“Jeongin have you ever felt lust for someone?”

Jeongins face turned red a bit as he twiddled with the phone in his hand.

“I- I mean yeah. Of course, I have its just-“

“Just what? Did you not act on it?”

“N-no I didn't but I also didn't exactly know what to do.”

Jeongin’s voice shrank as his sentence ended. Seeing his friend get nervous made Hyunjin like the tension he had created. He moved closer on the small couch, placing a hand right next to Jeongins thigh.

“Did they make you nervous or something?”

“Y-yes.”

Jeongin looked at Hyunjins hand. His dick twitched and he was embarrassed at his actions no matter how uncontrollable they were. He felt that he knew what Hyunjin was doing but didn't want to assume anything just yet. Even if he did know, it's not like his nerves would ever let him do anything about it so he tried to give Hyunjin the slightest hint he could.

“He made me really nervous.”

Jeongin looked down at his hands that held his phone and moved it above his crotch to block his slowly forming boner. He sat silently hoping that he didn't say the wrong thing meanwhile Hyunjin just smirked because he knew what to ask next. He moved even closer to the younger, close enough he could almost touch his tongue to Jeongins ear.

“Do I make you really nervous?”

Jeongin mustered up enough courage to look Hyunjin in the eyes but turned his head away almost instantly, or at least he tried to turn it away. Hyunjin grabbed Jeongins face and forced it towards his own, barely leaving room between their lips.

“Well? You gonna answer me?”

Hyunjin was almost whispering as lust took over his tongue and made his words alone sound like sex. Jeongin stayed quiet for a moment then spoke.

“Yes. You make me so so nervous.”

With the hand that wasn't holding Jeongins face, Hyunjin tapped the others nose and spoke.

“That's what I wanted to hear, baby.”

Hyunjin moved his face closer till his lips connected with Jeongins, causing instant shock and heat to flow through the younger. Thankfully, Hyunjin was leading the kiss because Jeongin was practically putty in the older boy's hands. Hyunjin made his way closer to Jeongin and ended up on his lap. His hands tangled themselves in Jeongins hair as Jeongins hands threw his phone to where Hyunjin previously was and made their way to Hyunjins back. He couldn't help but moan into Hyunjins mouth as Hyunjin worked his magic. Jeongin took a chance at biting Hyunjins lip and Hyunjin pulled away with his lip still between Jeongins teeth to let out a moan and roll his hips harder on Jeongin. The feeling was ecstasy for both of them and that drunk feeling Hyunjin had before from just looking at Jeongin was amplified from actually being able to touch and kiss him.

Hyunjin moved down to Jeongins neck in one swift motion of detached lips. Jeongin had never had someone kiss him like this and it left him breathless. His back arched off the couch as he held onto Hyunjins back harder than before, hoping to somehow bring the older boy closer to him even though they were directly on each other already. Hyunjin snaked his hands up Jeongins loose shirt and started softly trailing his fingers everywhere he could. Jeongin jolted and lost the breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Aw baby has no one ever touched you like this?”

Hyunjin took off Jeongins shirt with one swift motion as his bandmate shook his head no. Hyunjin cupped his face and kissed his lips once more before pulling away.

“I’m gonna make sure you feel good baby.”

Hyunjin slid his legs from around Jeongin’s lap to the floor. While making eye contact he took his hair tie in his teeth to roll it up his wrist and then used it to loosely tie up his hair. Jeongin thought Hyunjin never looked better than with his hair tied up. It exposed his delicate yet sharp features in ways you couldn’t see if his hair was in the way. Hyunjin truly was the most beautiful boy he had ever seen.

“Can I?”

Hyunjin motioned at Jeongins pants, asking for permission to remove them from the younger. Jeongin lifted his hips a little to signal his consent and Hyunjin hooked his long fingers into the waistband of the sweats to slowly remove them from Jeongin. Once they were gone Jeongin set his hips back on the couch and Hyunjin smiled. The younger was curious as to why his boxers were still on but trusted that Hyunjin knew what he was doing. He was also slightly grateful because, despite his eager dick, he was still very nervous.

Hyunjin wanted to tease Jeongin a little just to have some fun of his own. He moved closer to Jeongins clothed erection and lightly traced his fingers over his dick. Jeongins back arched again as he let out a whimpery breath. Hyunjin used his other hand to hold onto Jeongins left thigh and traced his nail along the inner part of it. Just as Hyunjin has suspected, his friend was a little hypersensitive. It made sense after all these years of unrequited affection and Jeongins twitchy reactions to being touched. Now, Hyunjin had the advantage. Hyunjin found the base of Jeongins dick and lowered his face to it. He wet the end of his tongue and opened his mouth slightly which allowed spit to fall off his tongue onto the younger boxers. Then he slowly licked a stripe up his bandmate's clothed cock. It sent a shiver through Jeongins body. Hyunjin took Jeongins tip into his mouth, boxers and all, and looked Jeongin in the eyes. He sucked it for a moment before releasing it with a pop.

“Ah- Hyung”

Hyunjin smiled at Jeongins whimper and decided to stop teasing him. He tapped Jeongins leg, signaling him to raise his hips again, and pulled down his boxers. Jeongins dick twitched as it was let free from its cloth restraints. Hyunjin let out a small gasp at Jeongins dick. It was a shade darker than him but had a tint of pink on it. Hyunjin instantly wanted to wrap his lips around the pretty thing but waited. He spat on his hand and started jerking Jeongin off from the base to the tip, taking extra time to swivel his hand around the tip. Hyunjins hand felt so good on Jeongin that his leg started shaking. He could feel his muscles spasming slightly at the pleasure. Hyunjin bought his lips down onto the tip of Jeongins dick and Jeongins hand flew to Hyunjins hair. Hyunjin continued to jerk off his bandmate while he sucked on the tip. The feeling sent pleasure to Jeongins entire body. Then in one swift motion, his hands were on Jeongins balls and Jeongins dick was entirely covered by Hyunjins pretty lips. Jeongin lightly pressed Hyunjins head down by accident and felt bad until he heard Hyunjin chuckle around his dick. It sent vibrations so strong that his hand lifted itself off Hyunjins hair.

“Don’t worry about hurting me, baby. Use my mouth as you please.”

Hyunjin went back down onto Jeongins dick and continued to suck him off. He used his tongue every time he went up and hollowed out his cheeks every time he went down. His enjoyment of the activity caused him to moan often and while Jeongin was enjoying it, he knew he wouldn't last much longer this way.

Hyunjin could feel the younger twitch more in his mouth and knew Jeongin was getting close. He took his lips off to speak and used his hand to jerk off Jeongin again.

“You can cum in my mouth baby. Fill me up with your cum.”

Hyunjin deep-throated Jeongins dick to show what he could do to help Jeongin cum and caused the younger to moan Hyunjins name louder than before. Jeongin put his hand back in Hyunjins hair and pushed his head down again to feel his dick fully in Hyunjins warm wet mouth. Hyunjin gagged a little which caused worry but then he remembered what Hyunjin had said. He continued to fuck into Hyunjins mouth, feeling his climax approaching.

“Hyung-ah Im gonna-Im gonna cum!”

With those words, Jeongin shot his cum down Hyunjins willing throat. Some spilled out the sides as Hyunjin kept his lips around Jeongins dick. Once he pulled off he swallowed all the cum he had been given then went back down to lick up the rest that had spilled out, causing Jeongin to flinch in over sensitivity. He used his thumb to clean up his lips then cleaned that off with his tongue.

Hyunjin looked at Jeongin and saw how much of a mess he had made him. Heaving chest and sweaty hair that stuck to his forehead along with a mouth stuck parted in pleasure. He loved it.

Jeongin looked at Hyunjin and saw how much of a mess he had made him. Messy hair and teary eyes along with plump red lips and heavy breath. He loved it.

Jeongin leaned forward, grabbed Hyunjins face, and kissed him deeply. He was tasting himself on his bandmate's lips yet only deepened the kiss. Hyunjin stood up a bit and bent forward to match Jeongins height as Jeongin leaned back onto the couch. He pulled Hyunjin closer to straddle his legs again and Hyunjin was cautious to not touch Jeongins sensitive dick when he mounted his friend's thighs. Jeongins hand shot to Hyunjin’s hard dick that was visibly leaking through his own gray sweats. He started touching it through the older’s clothes and Hyunjin couldn't help but moan into the kiss before releasing his lips from Jeongin’s.

“Are you gonna take care of me baby?”

“After you made me feel like that? I’d be dumb not to try.”

“I’d like to see that.”

“Then let me show you.”

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felixsmeshglove · 1 year

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raerae’s masterlist

key -

smut [s], fluff [f], angst [a]

imagines -

the boys get new piercings - [f]

thirsts (99% smut) -

alpha!chan w/ a sweat kink

poly!ot8 skz pairing up for y/n’s heats

perv!bff! felix convincing y/n to help him cum

multiples -

wip

bang ‘chris’ chan -

coming soon!

lee ‘lee know’ minho -

coming soon!

seo changbin -

coming soon!

hwang hyunjin -

caretaker - [a][f]

han jisung -

clingy - [f]

of nighttime’s and neon - [s][f][a]

lee ‘felix’ yongbok -

lonely comfort - [f] [a]

sunkissed - [f] [a]

kim seungmin -

finals week - [f]

yang ‘I.N’ jeongin -

coming soon!

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bugeater101 · 2 years

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Heat of the Moment

Synopsis: A platonic picnic between you and Jeongin takes a strange turn when a friendly food fight becomes an intense battle for dominance. After leaving once he takes it a step too far, you’re stuck with unfamiliar feelings. When you try to take matters into your own hands, however, you find yourself unsuccessful. Luckily, Jeongin feels as though he can help once he sees how truly desperate you are.

Content: fluff, smut, fem!reader x jeongin, sub!reader, dom!jeongin (he is literally the worst), perv!jeongin, innocent!reader, bestfriend!reader x bestfriend!jeongin, corruption kin, exhibitionism (only a little), voyerism, masturbation (f and m), praise kink, pet names, oral sex (f and m receiving) penetrative sex, strength kink, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!)

Word Count: 9.4 k (uhhhhhh sorry)

Author’s Notes: Okay I have literally never read anything about I.N. before because he just isn’t the kind of person I normally read or write for, you know? So, with that said, I hope it this fic is awesome! If anyone has any suggestions about writing Jeongin in the future then please message me :) ALSO I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG uni has just been a lot recently :P

Taglist: @scribblemetae ,@taekbeokki, @mygsis, @9900z

The sun was scorching, but the food in your stomach transformed its beams into a lethargic haze. It was your idea to have a picnic, but with the efforts that Jeongin went to execute it, it was more like his picnic that you just showed up to with a basket of food and a pretty dress. And my god did he fucking love that dress on you.

You just mentioned it two weeks ago: that it would be nice for you and him to have a little friend-date in the park that you two always walked through to get boba. And as your tongue wrapped around the straw to suck the milk-tea up, Jeongin thought about how wonderful it would be to do something like a picnic with you— especially with you referring to it as a “date”. It made his heart flutter and his mind wander.

He had always thought of you two as more than friends, especially with your flirtatious attitude. But, still, maybe your behaviour could be attributed to your clueless demeanour.

Maybe you truly were just kind and he was the perverted one. Maybe that one time when you ate food from his fingers and then licked his index clean was simply you just being your cutesy self and try cleaning him up, and not you indicating that you would like to lick all over his cock and lap up him up. Maybe when he was gaming and you sat behind him and then wrapped your arms and legs around him (jokingly pretending that you were in the movie Ghost and that him beating this mini-boss was equivalent to making pottery with Patrick Swayze), pressed your chest into him, and he felt your pussy through your tight shorts on his lower back that it was just a thing friend did.

Maybe Jeongin had all these deep, dirty thoughts about holding you up to show you his strength and fucking you while standing, or about washing you in the shower and treating you so gently after making you take his dick for hours on end. Maybe there was also a romantic part of him that enjoyed those sweet moments which rested between the intense sexual ones that he imagined. Maybe it was all in his head; maybe he was just a horny 20 year old. Maybe he was in love with is best friend and wanted to show the world that.

But, hey, there’s no way he could know. Right?

Now, you two were sat on the soft blanket Jeongin bought specifically for your picnic. It was green and checkered to hide grass stains, and effort meant to keep the blanket pristine, and he hoped it implied that he intended to go on many more picnic dates with you.

You dressed for the occasion, dawning a blue dress inspired by all those damn cottage-core Tik Toks you saw, and Jeongin thought it made you look all the more cute, soft... maybe even more innocent.

“Your dress is really pretty, Y/n,” he commented, red coating his cheeks. You assumed that his scarlet cheeks might be due to the heat, especially considering that it was boiling outside and he was wearing jeans and a baggy shirt (his usual get-up). You didn’t think that he became so red simply because you were that pretty. But still, you blushed back at his comment, ducking away.

“Thank you, Innie. You look very handsome today, too,” you responded in a teasing tone. It was always like this between you two. Every conversation was actually two in one: you both said said one thing, but your tones and demeanours meant another. It was all a teasing act, a fight for a winner that would never come as the battles never ceased. You enjoyed it like that, but sometimes it became annoying. Yet, you didn’t mind. Jeongin was your bestfriend and it always came down to making both of you happy, never about who could out-annoy who.

Jeongin was sprawled out beside you, sitting up on his elbow, his body facing yours, and eyes squinting at the glare from the sun. You were sat up, knees tucked to your chest and your arms hugging your legs.

But—fuck—Jeongin wished your position were reversed: if you were laying like he was, maybe, just maybe, he would be able to look down your entire dress. However, he knew he was lucky he couldn’t see anything more than your radiance in the sun. If he could see down your dress or up it at your panties, then he just might rip that cloth off of you and fuck you senseless in front of all the park-goers.

“I know,” Jeongin responded, trying to match your behaviour while attempting to maintain his cool. “I dressed up just for you.”

You giggled at what you believed was fake-flirtatious banter. “Maybe we should dress up like this more often then, we do look really good,” you sighed, laying down with your arms behind your head and enjoying the sunlight.

Jeongin stared at you, he couldn’t stop. My god, you were beautiful. the sun hit your skin and it glowed on the highlights of your cheekbones, blessing your skin with a glow you didn’t need. You were so pretty, so fucking radiant.

Today was special for him, too. Because today, he was going to tell you. He was not going to tell you all the thoughts he had about fucking you, of course; He wasn’t that stupid and he didn’t want to scare you off.

No. Today he was going to make you his own.

Jeongin took a shaky breath in, trying to control his emotions and prevent the blood from rushing to his cock. Fuck, he was pathetic. His dick was getting hard just from looking at your pristine beauty and the thoughts of confessing to you that he like-liked you. He was falling for you, and he couldn’t help it.

He released his breath. He knew, however, that he had to keep up this teasing act. It’s what your friendship was, and he always was able to have fun with it, too. A lot of fun, in fact.

“Do you want more strawberries, y/n?” He asked. Before you could respond, Jeongin reached across you and grabbed the ripest strawberry left on the charcuterie board. His whole body moved with him, blocking the sun and the blue sky so the beams shone behind him. My god, he looked like the sun. Your words caught in your throat as you stared up at the fox-like boy, cheeks heating up, heart thumping in your chest.

You felt this way around him sometimes, of course. Who wouldn’t if their best friend was built like a god, with defined abs you could sometimes see if he lifted his arms to stretch and a face that looked gorgeous even when he was exasperated from a long day's work? You felt this way sometimes, like a schoolgirl getting a new crush: he did something new to you too that other people didn’t. He made you feel weird, in places you were too embarrassed to talk about. God, you needed to get a hold of yourself.

“A-actually, I would love one, Innie!” You finally responded in the smallest voice as you stared up at Jeongin, who held the reddest strawberry you’d ever seen in his slender hands. He smirked at you. You had to remember, it was all part of the game that was your friendship.

“Open up wide, then,” he chuckled. Embarrassingly, you almost immediately opened your mouth, just parting your lips wide enough to fit the sweet berry in. Jeongin laughed at your obedience, and you hoped that he would just feed you the damn berry and stop teasing you. You were starting to get those tingly feelings again, and having him pressed against your chest, towering over you didn’t help.

But, Jeongin didn’t just pop the berry in your mouth, clamour off of you, and call it a day for this little charade.

Instead, he laid above you, holding his mouth open to and his eyes wide, letting out a prolonged “ah!” to make sure that you kept your lips parted. He knew he didn’t just want to feed you, his baby, but make her embarrassed about wanting the food so badly.

Slowly, he began to lower the food into your mouth. Yet, before the berry could be placed on your awaiting tongue, Jeongin began tracing it along your plump lips. The sensations made you mewl a bit, pushing your eyebrows together in confusion and frustration.

“Oh, you’re getting antsy, y/n,” Jeongin teased, giggling at your annoyance with him. Nevertheless, he kept tracing your lips lightly with the strawberry, not letting you taste the juices of the fruit. Yet, you remained compliant, and let him have his fun. You didn’t know why, you just knew that the feelings you were experiencing—the ones down there, the ones that were more than just butterflies in your stomach that you were too mortified to admit to—were getting stronger, stranger, and, somehow, pleasurable.

So, you waited, pinned under his body, the heat from him and the sun that shone above you two warming your body delightfully. Suddenly, when it felt like you couldn’t wait a second more and were about to bite his fingers off along with the berry, Jeongin yanked his hand away and popped the berry in his mouth.

“Oh, you asshole!” You yelled at him, pushing the cackling man off of you so that he rolled onto his back next to you. “I could kill you!”

“Do it then!” he rebutted through fits of laughter. You smirked at the snide remark. Swiping another ripe strawberry from the ravaged platter, you quickly pushed the laughing Jeongin flat to the ground and straddled his lap.

Jeongin freezed. The sun is behind you now, peaky through your hair and curving around your body.

At this moment, Jeongin knew he was fucked.

Of course, you looked so beautiful that his dick became (embarrassingly) hard sometimes. But now you were literally straddling him. Worse yet, your dress had ridden up so that, though it covered your legs to your knees, your panties were directly touching his clothed cock.

Jeongin gulped and mentally begged his dick to stay flacid.

You chuckled at the man’s feeble state below you, blissfully unaware of the effect you had on him. Before Jeongin was about to burst and start grinding up into you for everyone to see, you leaned forward and raised your hips slightly. Jeongin was about to sigh in relief as you no longer left him in a comprimising position, but his sigh of relief caught in his throat as you leaned in close to him. His eyes were wide, staring into yours that were gleeful at his nervous state. You brought the strawberry to his face and traced his lips, mocking him as you mimicked his prior actions.

“Well, don’t you want another strawberry, Innie?” You giggled— and truly giggled. You were mocking him, but as friends do. This was fun for you, and he could tell. It was fun for him too, but in a much different, more devious way. Yet, he loved the difference. It scared him to admit that the different intentions you two had made him hornyL that you being unconscious of his true lust made him hard. In short, your naivety turned him on.

And all this time you were tracing that fucking strawberry on his lips, so thank God you weren’t sitting on his cock anymore. If you were, you would have been made well-aware of all the perverted things he thinks about you.

“Ah! Innie! Come on!” You laughed at him, sticking your tongue out slightly and going “ah!”, unknowingly doing the most lewd thing one could do in public. This level of PDA was something that Jeongin wasn’t normally comfortable with, but fuck it. If it was with you, then he’d let you sit on top of him and have your fun. It was fun for him, too. Again, just a different kind of fun.

“Well, I might just have it then since you ate mine up!” Humour layered your voice as you ripped the berry from him and sat up. Thankfully, you sat on his hips. If you had sat on his crotch again, he would have cum in his pants and would’ve lost all sense of control.

You stuck the strawberry in between your teeth and then leaned back down to him. You giggled in mischievous delight at his stunned, confused expression which hid his aroused demeanour.

“You wan’ i’, huh?” you said through the strawberry.

And you were right. Jeongin wanted it. Really, really bad.

Confidence rushed through his blood and Jeongin shut his eyes tight. Fuck the plan to confess to you, to tell you his deepest fears about loving you and ruining your friendship, but saying “fuck it” and loving you anyway. Fuck every idea he’d ever had!

Before you could laugh at him a second longer, Jeongin pulled his head up and put his mouth on yours. Pushing your lips together, he took a bite of the strawberry and ate it quickly before going in again, snaking his tongue around the rest that sat between your teeth, and pulled it into his mouth.

He ate it quickly, but relished in the taste of the berry and your saliva.

Altogether, the combined sensation of you sitting with your whole weight on him, hands on his chest, sun burning his arms, the experience was divine.

But then he realized what he did. He finished the remnants of the berry, releasing a shaky exhale to control himself. Licking the juice from his lips, he opened his eyes to meet yours.

Stunned. Your eyes shot wide at the man below you.

Jeongin knew he had fucked up.

Before he could rub your arms to console you, apologize for kissing you, or beg to do it again and push your pussy onto his hardening cock, you scrambled off of him.

“Y/n, I-”

“I-I should go, Innie!” the words left your mouth in a jumble and you hurriedly stuffed random plates into your picnic basket. Jeongin sat straight up, staring at your reddened face. Were you blushing? Were you embarrassed that your best friend did what he always wanted to do and stick his tongue down your throat? That your body pushed right into him and you maybe felt a little more than you should have?

Or, were you just sunburnt?

Jeongin tried to place a hand on your shoulder, but you shrugged it off.

“Y/n, are you okay?” Concern layered his voice and you didn’t care. You didn’t stop. You just kept packing your stuff, throwing whatever you recognized as yours into the basket until there was nothing left except for the blanket and Jeongin on it. Jeongin attempted to reach out for you again, but his hand was flicked away as you quickly stood.

“I’m fine,” you finally responded, standing a good three feet from him with your back straight and both hands on the basket handle with a grip so firm that your knuckles were white. “I just feel... weird... and I think the teasing went too far this time a-and.... I need to go home Jeongin!”

Jeongin. You never called him that. He was always your “Innie,” your lovely best friend and protector. Never “Jeongin.”

He knew something was truly wrong and he wanted to help, but before he could get another syllable past his berry-stained lips, you were already across the park and heading in the direction you had come from.

Jeongin’s gaze followed you across the grass until you disappeared from his eyesight, and when your figure was finally gone, hidden in the trees and groups of people, Jeongin fell back onto the blanket. He put his palms on his eyes, not just to block out the sun, but to press them into his sockets and marinate in sheer anxiety, shame, and embarrassment of what he just did. He made you uncomfortable and did it purposefully. A deep, exasperated sigh escaped him.

“Stupid,” he said to himself. Well, there’s no use in a single man taking up such a beautiful picnic location. Jeongin threw his torso up and looked at the discarded food packaging around him. Then he noticed it. Your mask, your blue one that matched your dress and that you loved dearly.

“Fuck.”

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The door slammed behind you, the light from the hot day cascading into your apartment and welcoming you. Your body shook with every nervous breath you took, chest rising and falling at an alarming rate.

You had practically sprinted home after that stunt Jeongin pulled. You tossed the basket onto the counter, choosing to ignore the thought of cleaning it up and instead focusing on the problem at hand: that feeling you had.

You went to your room and shut the door behind you, allowing yourself to be absorbed by the calmness of your sanctuary.

But nothing could calm you. You weren’t still panting from the rush home, but your breaths remained heavy from the fact that your best friend had kissed you. So, you laid on the ground. You hadn’t done this in forever, but laying on the floor was always relaxing, especially considering that it was boiling outside and the wood flooring was cool. And, literally and metaphorically, you needed to cool off. With your arms outstretched, the sun brushed your legs while the rest of your body hid in the shadow cast by your furniture.

Fuck, you were still hot. But, you were alone.

Kicking off your dress so that you were left in nothing but your panties (as you hadn’t worn a bra), you pressed your almost bare body back into the hardwood and tried to think of all the things you wanted to do to get back at Jeongin.

How could he do that? It was so invasive, so impersonal yet intimate. It was as if he didn’t think for a moment and let some cruel part of him take over.

He had to have known about your feelings for him by now considering you were always so kind to him and even dressed up for a simple park picnic. Even calling him handsome at one point! Ugh! That boy was clueless.

Then he goes and does something like that, sticking his tongue in your mouth! And towering over you. And not letting you eat the strawberry, but instead letting it dance slowly, sensually, teasingly on your lips.

You exhaled from your nose slowly and tried to steady your breathing.

To be honest, you weren’t entirely mad at him. You always wanted him to be forward, but not like that. Maybe you wanted him to be slower, at least hold your hand a bit longer. Brush your hair out of your face, wrap his arm around you... all that young, dumb, and romantic stuff. But, still, it wasn’t all bad.

And that was the shameful part: that him being overly assertive and quickly crossing the line between flirtatious friends and animalistic arousal was sort of... attractive. Even with him on top of you, you had to admit that you sort of wanted him to kiss you. You had truly believed that him tracing that berry on your lips meant he wanted to kiss you.

But no. He didn’t. He pulled away. And laughed. Laughed.

Then you thought about you on top of him, and that was even more painful. You had tried to be flirtatious back, but then he goes and puts his lips on you, only to try and eat the fruit!

And still, you hate to admit it, but in that moment when Jeongin decided to take the fruit from your lips, you sort of hoped that he would have just been brave enough to pull the strawberry out of your mouth and kiss you instead.

Maybe do a little more even...

Stop! What are you thinking! You were burning up from the heat and now your cheeks are redder than ever! You may not be able to see your face but you can surely feel the heat from your blush. Ugh!

Damn this heat.

You sat up onto your knees and laid your head on your bed, arms extended so that they weren’t pressed against your sweaty torso. It almost looked like you were praying except for the fact that you were in nothing but your underwear.

You pressed your face hard into the mattress, breathing through the comforter and trying to think of anything but Jeongin. And him beneath you

And then it hit you.

It was weird, in that moment with him beneath you. You wanted something then. You had felt something, a desire... in places you’d rather not admit. You pressed your face harder into the bed, trying to hide your embarrassment from no one.

What if Jeongin had kissed you then instead of continuing to be the immature asshole he was? Maybe he would have kissed you again. Maybe on your neck. Maybe start rubbing your sides, trying to calm you down. Maybe he would rub down your thighs, and eventually even your ass. Maybe he would’ve pulled your dress up, felt your ass directly, and just kept kissing you. In front of everyone. You sort of wanted him to really show everyone that he wanted you and you alone. That you were his.

And then you felt it again. Down there.

Your head shot up from the bed and you found your hips moving slightly back and forth. Your thighs were pressed tightly together, and you found your fingers gripping your bed sheets for dear life.

Why did Jeongin do this to you? No one ever had before, then here he comes ready to make private parts of yourself feel all.... peculiar. That was the most fitting word, yes? What else could it be described as? Weirdness? Perhaps curiosity?

Maybe “excitement”?

This feeling would come, and you would make it go by forcing yourself to think of anything but Innie. You didn’t want to make your friendship weird, and you certainly didn’t want to do it because you were some freak who got all excited by the thought of your friend being under you and tracing your fingers on his lips.

Berries. It was berries. Not your fingers. Get it together.

But you couldn’t tear your head away from the image, and as much as you pressed your face into your comforter and tried to slow your breath, you couldn’t stop thinking about Jeongin.

Come on, do it! Think of anything else! You can’t let this happen to your friendship, especially when you want to be more than friends!

You can’t think about him on top of you, hands on either side, breath so steady that his exhale tickles your ears. Sweat dripping from his forehead, panting slightly from the excitement of climbing over you.

Jeongin didn’t realize that when he put himself on top of you that his knee bent into you. It didn’t hurt at all, and before you could tell him that his knee was awfully close to areas friends shouldn’t touch, it started to feel good. Really good. Especially when he moved slightly up and it pressed into you,,. It was something that... satisfied the aches you had down there.

The thing that Jeongin caused was suddenly being solved by him.

Wait! that’s how you could do it! Maybe if you were able to replicate those motions, you could make those excited feelings go away! Maybe it will even feel good!Before you could give it a second thought, your fingers started to trail down from your bedspread and down your side.

You never liked to poke around... down there. You were always adamant about it, even if your friends told you it could be fun.

But, Jeongin made you insatiable. The feelings had become more frequent around him, so you needed to try and get rid of them. If not, you fear you would have to never see him again. You didn’t want him thinking you were weird because you had these feelings, especially because they were caused and relieved by him.

Just as you determined that this was the right thing to do, you shivered at the touch of your finger tips on your clothed core. You rubbbed up and down, feeling gooey and strange all over. Your hair stood up on the back of your neck, and for the first time that day you felt a chill.

You began to press harder and move faster, and you soon became warmer. Hums and a slight groan escaped your lips.

Fuck. It made you want to clamp your mouth shut, stand up, and walk away. But you couldn’t. Not now, not when it was starting to feel so damn good.

Then one index finger turned to two, and the gentle pace now turned to a firm rock. Back and forth your fingers felt up your slit, your panties becoming strangely wet at the feeling. But fuck it felt good: so fucking good to finally have those excited feelings turn to something pleasurable, something that felt even better when your hands reached the top of your private area and you felt a strange bump.

You hummed a little louder.

God dammit, it was good!

Especially at the thought of Jeongin doing it. Of him kissing you on your neck, of him tracing his fingers on your lips, then making you suck on them so that you would have an easier time rubbing yourself and making all of these peculiar feelings transform into utter bliss...

That’s it! What were you thinking using spit to make yourself easier to rub when you were already so slick down there!? if you touched yourself directly, past your panties, and used your own wetness to rub yourself! Maybe you could get rid of the feelings faster!

Fuck it if anyone saw! You were alone! This was your apartment, and your room, and your fingers turning your panties soaking wet. You could think of Jeongin all you wanted and he would never know how much of a weird person you were, getting all wet at the thought of him doing such strange things to you.

Before another thought could run through your head, you moved your panties to the side and felt wetness tickle your fingertips.

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Fuck it was hot.

Jeongin had waited outside your apartment for 15 minutes now. He texted you, called you, knocked. He knew you didn’t want to see him, but he wanted to return your mask and at least try to say he was sorry. Even if you hated him for it, he couldn’t let this be the thing that tears your relationship apart, especially when he wanted it to be so much more.

He knocked again, wiping the sweat from his brow after with the back of his hand.

“Y/n!” He called out, trying not to be too loud as he didn’t want to disturb your neighbours. Knocking again to no avail, he breathed out and began searching his bag for the spare set of keys you got him. You clearly either weren’t home or were purposefully ignoring him. So, he was just going to slip in, write you a quick note, and leave your mask on your counter. He can’t believe he fucked up this badly.

Finding your keys, he purposefully missed the lock to warn you of his entering, clattering against the metal repeatedly. Finally, he stuck the key in and twisted it.

Opening your door slowly, Jeongin looked around your apartment for any sign of you. Glancing down he saw your shoes, and across the room was the basket thrown carelessly onto the counter. You clearly had come home and immediately gone to your room to take a stress-nap or to be alone in your haven. He didn’t want to disturb you, so he slipped off his shows and shut the door quietly. Tip toeing to the counter, he placed your mask down carefully and searched for a pen and paper. After finding some and scribbling down a messy but legible note, he turned around and began to head out of your apartment.

Then he heard it. It was unmistakeable.

It was you, obviously, but a sound that never normally escaped your lips.

Were you hurt? On your period, groaning in pain? Crying? Jeongin rarely heard you cry, but he had known that this wasn’t the sound. His curiosity and worry bested him, so he crept towards your bedroom your door ajar but just a crack open. Sliding against the cool wall, Jeongin held is breath and peered in.

He couldn’t believe his eyes.

Had he been he was a fool? He was a horny 20-year-old man, but such feelings could never had made him so naive. Possibly by ascribing such innocent traits to your character, he made himself ignorant to your capability of even thinking about jacking off, let alone actually doing it.

But, here you were.

You were in front of your bed, head pressed into the sheets and your knees pressed down hard into the floor. Your panties were pushed down your leg, fingers viciously rubbing your pussy and squishing themselves between your thighs as you tried to stuff them into your cunt sloppily. You moaned and mumbled and cursed under your breath. Even fucking sticking your tongue out and panting at as you bounced on your fingers.

Jeongin almost fell back, but kept himself steady to not alarm you. He knew he should leave, that he shouldn’t be letting one of his hands trail down his torso towards the bulge forming in his jeans, that he shouldn’t jack off to his friend as she messily fingered herself.

But he couldn’t resist.

He pressed his palm into his dick and began rubbing himself in pace with your hands. He felt so perverted like this, pressed against your wall in your apartment watching you, his bestfriend, fuck her cunt for what seems like the first time, all while fighting back the urge to come in there and fuck you himself.

Maybe you would like it if you found out that he had been watching you. Maybe you wanted him just as much as he wanted you. Maybe you were a bit of a pervert too and liked to think of berries on lips as his cock tracing your tongue. Maybe if he had come in right then and shoved a dildo up your pussy to satiate you, that then you would stop trying to get off by mindlessly tampering with your clit. Maybe, just maybe, you liked him enough to let him kiss you nicely before ramming his cock into you raw.

But maybe staring from afar was just as good. And safer. Jeongin had pushed too many boundaries today, and this was the last one he was willing to cross.

So, Jeongin kept fucking his hand as you mumble nonsense, containing himself by fiercely biting his lip and breathing hard through his nose. However, the longer you went, the less he was able to hold back. It felt like forever and it even gave him time to start deciphering your moans.

“Fuck... mmmm.. I—In... mmmm... oh!” you hummed as your hips rocked smoothly against the hilt of your hand. You fell back on the ground and rolled slightly, allowing Jeongin to catch a glimpse of your pussy from the door frame, making Jeongin drool.

You kept moaning.

“In... In!” Jeongin figured that you must be trying to shove your fingers into you, and it made him sure that this was your first time doing this. He was sure that your jabbering and uncoordinated hand movements implied your inexperience. And it made Jeongin want to come in even more just to show you had to truly pleasure yourself, how to get off from just your finger tips or (better yet) his. Jeongin pumped his cock faster and focused on your moans.

“In-n!” you kept moaning to Jeongin’s confusion. “In—” Why “in”?

You were already two fingers deep into your pussy (and Jeongin hope for a third) so what were you moaning for? Were you truly ready for a third digit? Jeongin’s thoughts raced through his head as he tried to match his pace to your hands, using your moans to chase his high. Every squeal, whine, and hum you made kept him going. He imagined fucking your tits as you made such lewd noises. As you begged for “more”, “harder”, “faster”, and—

“In—Innie!”

Jeongin’s heart dropped.

You had moaned it with your whole chest, your hands buried in your pussy, slobber coating your chest, and the sun beaming off of your sweat.

You had said his name the way you always said it.

Jeongin barged in.

You gasped at the sound of your door hitting the spring and even more shocked at your best friend staring at the mess you had made, especially after moaning his name. Your hands flew from your pussy only to immediately move back and cover your shame, sitting up straight so that you were able to hide your gushing cunt and the puddle of your juices and slobber underneath you.

“Innie! It’s-it’s not— I swear I’m not weird, I—”

“I like when you say my name,” he interrupted. You were silent for a moment, eyes fixated on the boys stare rather than on the outline of his cock in his jeans.

“W-what?” You asked quietly.

“Say it again,” he said, taking a step forward and towering over you. His hands moved to his belt, fiddling with the buckle.

“J-Jeongin?” You stuttered out. Jeongin scoffed. He took another step forward.

“That’s not what you call me,” he responded coldly, undoing his belt and zipping his pants down. “Aren’t I your Innie, right?”

He took another step until he was right in front of your cowering figure. Jeongin knelt down onto one knee in front of you, and tilted your head up to his with his long fingers.

“Say my name, Y/n. In-nie,” he annunciated every syllable. “It’s not hard. Just say it. You’re the only one who calls me that, so say it now. Right now. To me. C’mon. Say it.”

You gulped. he dropped his hand like a dead weight and stood back up, removing the belt from his pants loops and tossing it carelessly aside.

“In... Innie?” Your voice was so quiet, so unsure that it barely came out of your throat. Jeongin smirked at your nervousness, enjoying how his name still sounded like you were still ready to moan it.

“Good. Now, tell your precious Innie what you want.” Every time he said that stupid name he was teasing you and you couldn’t help it. He had caught you, he had figured out you were a total pervert and thought of him while you were doing the most forbidden things. Now you had to sit here and appease him, and pray that these feelings you had would go away.

“I-I want help,” you stuttered out. Jeongin raised an eyebrow, pushing you to keep going. “I want help... down there.” You closed your eyes and wanted to cry, but took a deep breath and stared up at him. Unconsciously, you had begun rocking back into your cunt on the hilt of your hand.

“Aw, and you want your Innie to help you, huh?” He giggled down at you. Fuck, he could be so mean. But you needed him, and you always loved his mischievous side, even if it could be annoying. You swallowed your pride.

“I-I know they’re weird feelings, but I really could use some help... especially since you were the one who caused this.” Jeongin scoffed.

“I did this to you?” He asked, true curiosity backing his questions. You rolled your eyes slightly and looked up at him.

“Had you never noticed me flirting with you? Innie, I didn’t leave today because I was mad... well, sort of... but I left because I can’t take it anymore, Innie,” you whimpered. “Look what you made me do.”

Jeongin, for the third time today, was surprised by your nerve. You uncurled your legs, placed your hands on your thighs to pull them back and showed Jeongin the mess you made.

Now, Jeongin was a man of few principles, but ones he stood by regardless of circumstances. He knew that you were inexperienced and normally he would know to walk away and pretend that you aren’t showing him your glistening pussy and telling him to fix his mistake.

But now, however, all his mind was tell his was eat... eat... eat!

Jeongin dove on top of you for the second time today, almost crushing you with his body weight. He ate like a starved mad man, lapping up your juices with a velocity so quick that your head spun.

“Innie!” you moaned out, holding yourself open for him and fighting the urge to clamp your legs around your head. Earlier today you could barely look at Jeongin without turning to a blushing mess, and then you were pissed at him for making turning you into one. Now, you were spreading yourself out and begging for his help. His tongue dragged through your slit and drank you like he had never tasted juice so sweet before. His moans shook you to your core and the way his fingers teased your folds made you shake.

“Jeongin! Th-thank you! Don’t stop, please!”

Jeongin responded to your moans with a chuckle into your heat, and instead of continuing to tongue-fuck you like you begged for, he pulled himself up to your discontent and laughed at your demeanour.

“What are you doing?! I thought you would help me,” you pouted, about to cry from lack of stimulation. But Jeongin didn’t care. He laughed at you again and sat back on his heels, the bulge in his pants particularly prominent. You were about to start berating him again, groaning about how much you hated him for doing this to you then leaving you high and dry just when you were getting some help, but you stopped yourself when Jeongin pulled his shirt off and tossed it to you. It covered your torso, and you worried that your gushing cunt would wet the fabric.

You didn’t understand it. If Jeongin wanted you so badly that he just put his mouth all over you in such inappropriate ways, why know was he trying to cover you up? Though you didn’t mind the view of him covered in sweat and his chiselled chest and abs heavily rising up and down, you still wanted answers. “Answer me!”

Jeongin laughed at you again, literally laughed, and rose to his feet. Though he laughed at you, there was no humour that backed his voice. His face was cold and eyes emotionless, features which opposed his desire that displayed itself in his pants. You had to admit, it made those feelings in you all the more obvious.

Yet, regardless of the fact that him staring down at you made you shiver and clutch his shirt to your chest, you still were distraught by his teasing. Of course he always was rude, but not like this, never to the point where you were left wanting so much of him and receiving so little. What had you done so wrong?!

“Don’t call me 'Jeongin’,” he stated, glaring down at you.

“W-what?” You gathered your self up onto your knees, not caring that him staring down at you with you looking up made the power dynamics between you two so explicit.

“And put that on,” he nodded to his shirt. Despite the clarity of the instructions, you shook your head.

“Why should I do that when you’ve been so mean?!” You retorted, getting defensive and gathering enough strength to stand up. Before you could firmly plant your foot on the ground, Jeongin placed his hand on your head, gripped your hair, and forced you back onto the floor with a sigh. You grunted at his aggressiveness, groaning at the pain with tears formulating in your eyes. When he let go, you wanted to yell at him and cry out from the pain, but stopped yourself when you caught his eyes. They were dark, cold, yet backed by unmistakeable desire.

“You are just so. Damn. Needy,” he said plainly. He slid his hands into his open pants and began rubbing his palm over his crotch, sighing at the relief. “Wear the shirt and don’t say ‘Jeongin’.”

“W-why?” You mumbled out between hiccups of breaths. You still wanted answers, even if it meant depriving yourself of fingers in your pussy or his tongue on your clit for another moment. Jeongin chuckled again with no real humour supporting his voice.

“Because... when I fuck you I want to see you in my clothes.” the coolness of his voice and the bluntness of his words made your jaw drop. “Though I liked you in that dress— so, so fucking much— I want to see you in my clothes more.” Your mouth shut itself as you were at a loss for words, and Jeongin continued, “And when I fuck you, I want you to call me the name only you call me... ‘Innie’... And when I fuck you, I want to know that your mouth, your ass, your thighs, your tits, and your pussy are all mine.”

“My... my p-pussy?” Your naivety coated your words and made him smile and nod.

“Yes, your pussy—that tasty treat between your legs,” he smiled, making you shut your legs and duck your head down. “But, even though it is technically yours, with the way that I will use it, it’ll be mine.”

Your mouth watered at his words, becoming as wet as your cunt. You almost let your saliva drool down your chin until your Innie finally took his dick out and began pumping it, rolling his head back at the relief.

His breaths became more audible and his other hand moved to rub his chest. It became clear that he wanted physical affection just as much as you did, but the slow pumps of his dick and the light brush over his angry-looking cockhead told you that he was willing to make you wait for it. That if you didn’t put his shirt on right now—despite the heat of your body, the atmosphere between you two, and the actual weather—that you would be stuck like this in front of him for awhile.

So you put his shirt on without another word.

“Is this good, Innie?” You asked, doe-eyes looking up at him. He smirked, enjoying the sight of his cock so close to your lips.

“Perfect. You’re so good for me, Y/n.” Your heart fluttered at his praises. After all of this, the simple compliment from him was the act which made you embarrassed.

But those feelings quickly subsided when his cock brushed your lips, moving along your dampened skin in the same pattern that he had moved the berry before. Though the position made you want to cry from humiliation and made you completely vulnerable to his every action, you stuck your tongue out and licked his tip like it was the tastiest fruit you’ve ever tasted.

“Fuck,” Jeongin moaned out at your actions. “You’re so, so good, Y/n.” And you wanted to be. You wanted to be perfect for him, his perfect fuck toy that he could use whenever he wanted to, that knew how he liked his dick licked and how to dress so that at any moment he could bend you over and use you as he wished. So, you licked faster and opened your mouth more, sucking on his tip and swirling your tongue to collect the delicious taste of his precum. Jeongin moans encouraged you to lick faster and go deeper. His groans and actions, along with the taste of him, made your hands travel down to between your legs and play with your pussy, giving your precious Innie a little show while you sucked his dick.

This was enough for him for now: you, obedient below him, allowing him to slowly fuck your mouth while one hand pumped his dick and his other gripped your hair for support (with a much softer hold than before when he shoved you to the floor).

However, Jeongin didn’t feel bad about putting you in your place if it meant that you were like this below him. So nice for him, letting him use your mouth just for his pleasure and even getting off on it as your hands worked your pussy. He would definitely have to train you to fuck yourself one day. Spread you out in front of him and let him touch your pussy in all the beautiful ways only his hands could, making you come over and over again on his hands before making you do it all over again on yours. He would die at the sight and did, in fact, have a wet dream about training you in such a way once.

However, now, with you below him and with the show you put on earlier while he creeped behind your door, there was only one way he thought of taking you.

As he was about to cum, he stopped himself and pulled you off of his cock, making your mouth pop on his tip. Though you had gasped for breaths, you still whined for his dick after it left your mouth, making Jeongin’s heart leap at your neediness.

“Was it not good?” You mumbled out with tears forming in your eyes, about to cry at the thought of not pleasing him well enough. Jeongin was taken aback at the comment.

“No, baby, you were great,” he praised, patting your head and rubbing the side of your face. You leaned into his touch, craving affection from him.

“Then why did you stop?” You questioned in hopes for reassurance.

“Because,” Jeongin dropped so he was eye-level with your figure, “I want you to get in that position you were in earlier. Facing the bed with your hands on your pussy, yeah?”

At this point, you were done letting the shock of hearing such vulgar words from your friends mouth debilitate you. Though you had previously been stopped in your tracks by such language, you now swiftly moved to the bed and placed your head on the covers with your hands on your cunt. You wanted this more than he could know, and you wanted it now.

With your hands on your pussy and your head resting on the bed, Jeongin pat your hair before tracing his hands down your shoulders and pressing himself into your back. You felt his cock on your bare ass as he snaked his hands down your sides and onto your stomach before pulling you up so that your pussy was just above the tip of his cock.

“Good girl.” The words of praise made you want to push your thighs together, but you could as Jeongin’s legs trapped your own. You could tell that he had removed his pants now by the feel of his muscular legs brush yours. So, here you sat, on your knees, with your pussy lips tracing the head of his cock and coating the tip in your juices. Jeongin sat on his knees too, supporting you by wrapping his arms around your stomach and resting his head on your shoulder.

“You want to have all these feelings go away, huh? Want to make me pay for making me do this to you, yeah?” He asked, referencing your gushing slick that soaked his dick. Before you could respond, his tongue traced your ear and made you whine. Nibbling your earlobe, your hands flew to the comforter to stabilize your self and stop you from slamming your cunt onto his dick.

“Be patient, Y/n,” Jeongin chuckled, his hot breath tickling your skin. “I just wanna enjoy you in my arms, being so sweet for me, for your Innie. Hold yourself open, okay?” he laughed, making tears prickle your eyes for what felt like the millionth time. And you obeyed, spreading yourself open with your awaiting hands that could barely contain themselves.

But the frustration was too much. You couldn’t do it anymore, let him tease you and laugh at you and never give you the satisfaction that you craved, that you deserved.

Finally, the tears began to stream down your face.

“Innie!” you whined out between sobs, “if you don’t fuck me right now, I swear I’ll— ah!”

Your cries were cut out by Jeongin’s dick cramming into you and fucking you open. He sighed at the feeling, smiling at your reaction, then moved one of his hands to wipe your tears away as he kissed your cheek.

“I t-told you to be patient for me, Y/n,” he whispered in a quivered voice while you shivered from the shock, making his dick feel incredible. “Now, since you were whining and being so bratty, you have to fuck yourself on me, okay? And, maybe if you’re g-good at bouncing your ass on my cock, maybe I’ll consider helping you out.” With a final kiss to your face, he rested his head against yours and began to kitten-lick your ear again. Even in his worst moments, he was so sweet.

You breathed out shakily as you sat on Jeongin’s erection, him completely sheathed in your pussy.

You were a proud person, and Jeongin knew that. You never backed down from a fight, and never let him win. But, right now, with his hands rubbing your stomach and tits with your ass pressed into his back and your pussy aching from the little twitches his cock made, you knew that you had to move for the sake of your sanity. Tears continued to stream down your face.

Mustering all the strength you could, you pushed your knees into the hardwood floor and your palms into your bed, then rose up on his cock, making you both moan out from the movement. Then, as his tip began to slip from your entrance, you allowed yourself to fall back down and stuff him back inside you.

“Fuck,” Jeongin cried out in pleasure as you rose again to repeat your actions. Determination, but mostly the amazing feeling of his hard on dragging through your soaking walls kept you going. “Fuck, y/n, keep going!”

Jeongin’s praises and mewls continued and you bounced faster, going up and down so well that your pussy gushed more and eased the pains of shoving him back into you.

“A-am I g-good, Innie?” You hiccuped out as you dropped down again, your head planting itself onto the bedspread as you lost yourself in the feeling of his cock hitting that gooey part inside of you. “A-am I good for you? Am I m-making you happy?” The tears had clogged your voice, but your voice was just steady enough for Jeongin to make out.

“Y-yes, s-so good, y/n!” Jeongin whimpered out as he gripped you tighter

“Then f-fucking h-help, p-please! You begged as you lifted yourself up. You had no patience left with him, especially when his cock was so fucking good and you couldn’t seem to get enough of it.

Jeongin fucking laughed again, and began to carry himself up on you as you rose up. It made his cock push even deeper into you and made you cry out.

“Innie!” You yelped as you sat back down with him. Before you could pull yourself up again, Jeongin pushed back into you and rose you two up.

“You’ve been so good, y/n,” he whispered into your ear, trailing his fingers down your torso. “Now, let me take over, hm?” You nodded vigorously in agreement as he pulled you back down with him. His fingers began to skillfully brush over your clit in small circles as he rose you two again, barely letting his cock move in and out of you, but instead rocking into you harder and harder with every push and pull.

“Fuck! Th-thank you, Innie!” You yelped out as your hands began to play with your tits for more stimulation.

“A-anything, for you, Y/n,” you whimpered out as he held you still before snapping his own hips into yours. “Anything.” You then held yourself up as he began to fiercely shove his dick inside you, bending you over the bed slightly but never letting you leave his arms. With his dick moving in and out of you, his arms around you, his shirt covered in your sweat and dribble, and his fingers making you moan like this, you knew that were his.

He pistoned into you faster and faster, his tongue tickling your ear while his hands continued to rub that bundle of nerves with your wetness.

“Innie!” you yelped out at his speed. The feelings that he caused grew and grew, and now you couldn’t imagine your life without them. The way his dick filled you made you feel so fucking complete, and every pull away made you want it more. You clawed at the bedsheets with one hand while the other tried to trace the one that rubbed your clit. Jeongin moaned in your ears at your actions, and the movements of his cock never ceased despite his fast-approaching climax.

You, on the other hand, were still caught up in the sensations of him inside you. Him fucking you like this, like no one else ever could, of how grateful you were for his hands because yours could never fill you up like his could like yours could. You needed Jeongin, your Innie, to keep fucking you like this forever. Just as long as he went faster, held you tighter, and kept sucking on your neck like he did now. Vigorously he thrusted into you and more and more the feelings between your legs grew until they overtook your whole body.

“K-keep going, Innie!” You yelped out as he pushed harder, more aggressively into your cunt. “P-please! I need you! Only you, Innie!” Jeongin moaned at your words.

“J-just for you, Y/n,” Jeongin mumbled into your neck as his thrusts managed to gain speed again. “Just for you, only you, only ever you, just y-you, j-just— ah!”

“Innie!” Before Jeongin could finish, your pussy began to twitch around him your juices coated his cock, squirting out and wetting the floor below you. Jeongin looked at your limp, fucked out state in his arms while feeling sweet nectar that leaked from your legs soak his cock, and he felt all sense of control leave himself. Cum filled your cunt and Jeongin continued to pump you, fucking himself harder into you.

“G-gotta sh-show you how much you mean to me, Y/n,” he stuttered out as his body shook with him chasing his orgasm. “F-fuck my c-cum into you, show y-you how g-good you are t-to me.”

The overstimulation made you claw at his hand and push it away. With a final thrust, Jeongin finally felt satisfied in his work and stopped his movements, letting his soft dick slip out of your worn cunt. The mix of your cum joined the puddle on the floor, dripping down your legs and causing Jeongin to hiss at the sensation of it dribbling on his tip.

He pulled away then, allowing you to slip from his grip and collapse your arms and head on the bed, letting you shake your orgasm away while your bruised knees rested on the floor. Jeongin rolled beside you so that his back pressed into the bed, extending his legs in front of him and allowing his head to fall back onto the wrinkled bedspread.

Jeongin stared at the ceiling, letting his relief that he longed for wash over him. His eyes rolled to your face, which was tired and reddened from your blush, tear-stains, and heat.

“I’m sorry I made you cry,” he panted out. Despite being exhausted, his hand rose up from the floor slowly landed on the bed and touched yours. “I’ll make it up to you.”

You lazily opened your eyes and met his, then looked up to the sight of his hand brushing against your. You smiled and looked back at the exhausted, beautiful, sweaty boy beside you and wrapped your fingers around his pinky.

“You already have,” you whispered. “Thank you, Innie.”

Jeongin smiled, and for the second time today the sun washed over you two, and he remembered just how utterly beautiful you were.

“Just don’t call me ‘Jeongin’ again,” he chuckled as his thumb rubbed your hand. “Or else we’ll have a real problem.”

You giggled back at his comment, enjoying the warmth as it radiated off of your sweaty skin.

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es-kay-zee · 3 years

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Masterlist

Started: 22/01/2021

Last updated: 14/02/2022

♤ ~ fluff

♢ ~ smut

♧ ~ angst

♡ ~ personal favourite

SERIES:

this is how we fall:

synopsis, prologue, 1

- OT8 -

their fav memory with you ♤ ♡

their fav place to mark you ♢

skz reaction to you giving them a striptease ♢

- Bang Chan -

Snowballs ♤

Vice ♧

letters you give him on your wedding day ♤

Good Boy ♢

Rainy Days ♢

- Lee Minho -

Gotta Stay Quiet ♢ ♡

A New Toy ♢

Helping Hand ♢

Lust ♢

Backseat ♢ ♡

Double or Nothing ♢

Afterparty ♢

- Seo Changbin -

Punishment ♢ ♡

Advice ♢ ♡

Sins ♢

act like you love me ♧ ♢

- Hwang Hyunjin -

Unrequited ♢ ♧

Goodbyes ♧

Goodbyes part 2 ♧ ♤

Photographs ♤

Night Out ♢

Midnight Seduction ♢

fire and gasoline ♧ ♢

you're out ♢

- Han Jisung -

Thigh Riding x Reader ♢

Movie Night ♢

Double or Nothing ♢

perv! jisung ♢

angels in the snow ♤

- Lee Felix -

Headaches ♤

[2.41am] ♧

- Kim Seungmin -

Fire Alarm:

1 ♢

2 ♢

3 ♢ ♧

- Yang Jeongin -

The Closet ♢

Birthday Gift ♢

Keep Watching ♢

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inniessick · 1 year

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You Promised To Protect Me, After All. / Yang Jeongin

Parings: nonidol!yang jeongin x fem!reader

Word Count: 7.4k

Fic Warnings: this is complete and utter filth. refer to series warnings, its literally just smut on smut on smut, i'm disgusting.

Series Warnings: angst, dark content, smut, fluff??, yandere themes (stalking, narcissistic behavior, mental manipulation, overprotective/possessive, deceptive, lying, killing people and talk of killing people, physical violence <not to reader>, unhinged!innie), general violence warning <no physical abuse towards reader>, talk of past abusive relationship (insinuated, not in depth, literally like one line), kissing????, degradation (sexual/not sexual), dominant innie (sexual/not sexual if that makes sense), dom/sub dynamics, very lowkey perv!innie, manhandling, cussing, names (bitch, whore, slut, cumdump <argue w the wall>, baby, babe, princess, my love/love/lovey, sweetheart, darling, babygirl, pretty/ innie, jeonginnie, jeong, sir), size kink, fingering, oral (f/m), cumplay??, hickeys/lovebites, consensual even if not outright stated, choking, begging, hair pulling, spitplay, face fucking, overstimulation, edging, orgasm denial, spanking, tummy bulge..., cervix kissing, mayhaps breeding kink idk, dumbification, unprotected sex (pls dont do this), let me know if missed anything or used a confusing term!

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"Your lips are really soft..." "So are yours." "I like how it feels." Looking up at him, you never wanted to stop kissing him, it was euphoric. Like you needed to feel him. "I like you." "You make me feel safe." "You'll always be safe with me." "Promise?" "Swear, I'll do anything to keep you safe." You leaned up, begging for him to kiss you one more time, longer, passionately. You wanted to be his.

This kiss was exactly that, it was passionate, sloppy, warm. You could feel it all over your body, sparking each cell. "We should stop.." He mumbled into this kiss, you pulled away. "Are.. you not comfortable?" He cupped the sides of your face, "That's not it, baby. I am comfortable, I dont wanna get carried away." "Would that be such a bad thing, Innie?" You looked up him again, tugging oh so gently at the sweater he had on. "Lovey.." He grabbed your hand, holding it just tight enough to stop your movement, "I dont want to move too quickly, I want you to really understand that I care about you."

Alright, he was bullshitting you just a bit. Genuinely, he hadn't wanted to move too fast, he really really did want to build a relationship, that much is the truth. But he's also really not above getting his dick wet. He knew he needed to break you just a bit more, make you open up just around him, and crumble right into his arms. That was just the first step, he knew sleeping with you, as great as it would be, would put a bump in his plan. He had to think each action through. this was something he just knew he couldn't do yet, trying to reject your advances and make you open to him would be a challenge. There is one thing on his side throughout all of this, how dumb and naive you are. Few kisses here, touches there, and leading the conversation right where he wanted wouldn't be all that hard. You were easily influenced, especially by him. He wasn't taking advantage of your vulnerability around him, no! He's not like that, he's not evil or crazy. He was just... influencing you, that's all.

Now you began whining, "But I know you care about me... 'n I want you so bad Jeonginnie~." You tugged at his sweater again, harder this time, you had become impatient at this point. He grabbed both of your wrists, holding them in one hand before using the other to grab your jaw. "Youre gonna listen to me, kay? If you keep whining like a little brat I'll fuck it straight out of you. You won't like it, I'll make you cum so much youll be screaming at me to give you a break. So why dont you be a good girl when I'm talking to you. That sound good?" You were scared, seriously scared, but holy fuck that sure didn't help you, if anything it made your panties stick to your core more than they had been. "Yes sir, I'll listen and be good." "promise ill take care of you later, princess." he released your wrists, giving you a kiss on your lips. it certainly wasn't as long as you would've wanted, but you weren't ready for him to talk to you like that again, so you settled.

"Do you think we cuddle in my bed at least? You can tell me more about yourself. Promise I won't do anything bad." He chuckled at your statement, thankful his plan worked. "Yes baby we can do that." "Its just around the corner, 'm gonna change real quick though. make yourself comfortable." You grabbed a pair of shorts to change into, much more comfortable than the jeans we were wearing. You walked out of the bathroom, and he had taken off his sweater finally, of course for a totally different reason than what you had wanted. He was just sitting on your bed, looking around the room.

He had been getting a layout of your whole room, where did you hide things? Where could he hide things? What are your most valued items? Why did you fold your laundry but never hang it? He wanted to know it all, he'd figure it out eventually. Most people might think those small details mean nothing, but those are the ones that matter the most. All those small things play into a bigger personality trait, one that he might just be able to control. And all of those traits, played into an even bigger picture, the kind of person you are. Your morals, your attachment styles, emotional or rational, once he knew everything about you he could do whatever he wanted. That's why he paid so much attention. You were his, and he was going to make sure that if he had to, he could make you do anything. Now, dont get it wrong, he valued each thought you had. He lives to serve you, he truly believes that. But just in case, in case you ever try to leave or defy him, you simply won't have enough willpower. You already said you didn't have a lot, that's why it took you so long to leave your ex boyfriend, you were already weak willed. The thing he needed to figure out most was, just what exactly did your ex do to you? Depending on your answer, Jeongin may or may not have to go and take care of him. Anything to keep his lovey safe, and protected, right? It was all for you, at some point you'd thank him.

"I like what you've done with the space, your room looks really nice." "You like it?" Sitting down next to him on the bed, taking in everything once again, "It took me awhile to figure out where I wanted to put things but I got it down eventually." He knows, he had watched you rearrange your room 2 times since he first found out about you. "I think you did a great job," He patted the spot on your bed behind him, telling you to lay down, and of course you did. He followed, pulling you towards him, and engulfing you in his presence. You laid your face down on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, it was slow, calming. "So, you want to know more about me?" He was almost whispering, "Mhm, I wanna hear all about you. Wan' more reasons to like you." "Do you not have enough?" "I do, I just want more so I can pick a new reason every day forever. Never wanna run out." He laughed, you could feel it. "You're real cute. If that's the case, I can tell you about some things I did as a kid. i'll work my way through the years." He did exactly as he said, telling you about how he grew up wanting to be a priest, but straying from the idea after he became a teenager. he told you all about school, and how bad he was at it. You learned he was the middle child, and he has a passion for dancing. He mentioned later that he liked singing too.

"Have you ever been in any relationships, innie?" "Mhm, a few." He combed his fingers through your hair, answering all the questions you had. "Have... have you ever been in any bad ones?" "Not particularly, I had my fair share of good people who were just bad partners, but nothing too bad." "Mmm... I wish I had been like that." "You're talking about the relationship you mentioned at the cafe, arent you?" He was silently celebrating in his head, this was the perfect time, you'd spill everything to him and he'd be that much closer to his end goal. "Mhm.. dont wanna bother you about it..." "If you want to talk about i'll listen darling. Whatever you have to say, i'll listen. You know i'm here for you." He placed a kiss on the top of your head, squeezing your waist a bit. "You're not gonna be mad at me for talking about it?" Mad? At you? He could never be angry at you, he hated that you even had that thought in your head. "No baby, I won't be upset. if you're comfortable, I want you to tell me." "He was just a bad guy.. yelled at me a lot. never hit me... got close to it though." That fucker, he'd handle it later, he needed be here for you right now. "I'm sorry love." "He did a lot of mean things, took most of my money when I worked... would bring other girls home while I was there. Wouldn't go anywhere with me.. I felt alone all the time." You started to sniffle, tears welling in your eyes, you hadn't talked about this at all since you moved here.

It still bothered you, but you didn't have anyone until you met Jeongin. "Y/n.. dont cry babygirl, hate to see you upset like that." You had pulled yourself up, slightly away from him, wiping your eyes over and over trying not to let the tears fall in front of him. "C'mere pretty, stop doing that. its okay to cry, 'm not mad at you baby." You shook your head, unable to form a proper response. He moved towards you, picking you up and setting you in his lap. "You can lean on me lovey, i'm right here. Jeonginnie's here." You held onto him, sniffling and crying in his arms. You had been so upset, you didn't miss your ex by any means, especially now that you had Jeongin. But you were in that relationship for awhile, you had so many pent up emotions that you never talked about. Jeongin kissed your forehead, putting his hand right under your chin and making you look up at him. you looked so lovely even when you were crying, he never wanted to see you like this because of anyone else. you're only supposed to cry for him, about him, to him.

"Is there something I can do to help you, doll? I'll do whatever you want, give you anything." You didn't hesitate, you knew exactly what you wanted. "Wanna forget about it, want you to make me forget about it Jeonginnie.." he knew what you meant, and he would do it for you. he'd make sure he the only thing on your mind, you would only be thinking of him, not a single thought in your head except for him. He put one hand on your hip, the other at the nape of your neck, his fingers tangled in your hair. Then he was kissing you, and holy fuck did it feel good. It was everything you had wanted earlier, long, passionate, sloppy, hot, the euphoria hit you again. something about him that just made you feel so fucking good.

He had you on top of his thigh, the hand on your hip moving you against it while pushing you down slightly. He was making you ride his thigh, he set such a nice pace, the perfect amount of pressure. You involuntarily moaned into the kiss, he took that chance to slip his tongue in your mouth. You knew better than to fight it, you let him win, enjoying the newfound warmth. He moved his hand from your neck down to your waist, pulling away from you, a string of saliva connecting your lips. he planted wet kisses all along your jaw down to your neck. the hand on your waist moving to squeeze your thigh before going right under your shirt. you couldn't help but moan and whimper for him, begging for just a bit more pressure, just a little faster. He cupped your breast over your bra, moving his mouth close to your ear, "I'm giving you 2 minutes, make yourself cum on my thigh. If you can do that for me I promise i'll reward you," Your breath hitched, he took your lobe between his teeth lightly pulling before letting go, "and if you can't do that, im leaving. you won't be getting shit, not my fingers, not my mouth, and most certainly not my dick. get to work, clock starts now." His hand leaving your hip, the other coming out from under your shirt.

He meant it, he wasn't helping you at all, "Innie~ not fair, it's not enough, need you to help me." You tried your hardest, he had gotten you so close, and now forcing you to set the pace on your own? There was just no way. "Cum on my thigh, by yourself, and I wont make you do anything else tonight. You can touch me all you want, minute 'n a half left." He kept his hands on your knees, not offering anything for you. You needed to cum, you had to, not just because you wanted to feel good but because you needed Jeongin. You needed him to touch you, to help you, to fuck you so good you could forget everything. You held onto his right shoulder, leaning your head into his neck. You pushed yourself down on his thigh, grinding against it quicker, you could feel yourself getting closer again. "Minute left babygirl, you better hurry up." he tapped on your knee, god you were so fucking close. Maybe if he could just kiss you, or touch you somewhere, maybe you could do it. You were moaning his name, whimpering and bitching about how unfair he is. "such a- ahh.. fuck.. you're a meanie." "30 seconds love." You couldn't do it, you were right there, but you needed something. You needed him to do something to you, and then like he heard your prayers, he whispered right in your ear, "Don't you wanna be good and cum for me?" That's all you wanted, all you needed. You did exactly what he asked of you, tears almost forming because of how good it felt.

He gripped your thighs as they shook just slightly. "You dont have to do anything else, I got you, lift your arms up for me so I can take this shirt off." You listened to him, he unclipped your bra right after, running his hands over your chest causing you to say his name once again. He chuckled softly to himself, "I know." He laid you down on the bed, sliding your shorts off. "Look at you all spread out for me, my pretty girl." He climbed on top of you, he wanted to laugh at you. How small you looked right under him, he could do whatever he wanted and you wouldn't be able to stop him at all. it was nearly pitiful, your frail frame underneath him. He took it all in, he was gonna fuck you absolutely stupid. He was going to give you exactly what you wanted, you'd only be thinking about him and how good he felt in you.

"Ahh- Innie, pleasewait. still sensitive!" He cupped your cunt through your panties, rubbing your clit. it was all way too much, the thin damp cloth adding a whole different sensation. Maybe it would've been fine if you had time to calm down, but Jeongin was set on making you feel too good. "What do you want from me, baby?" "Need it..." "Need what, my love?" "Your fingers pleaseplease. I need it all- oh shit, haa... Innie, need you. You're supposed to help me~" "Its no fun when i'm not teasing you..." You bucked your hips again his hand, begging for something more. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down. You had whimpered in his ear, "Ahh- mm.. Jeonginnie... need your fingers in me so bad, wanna cum on 'em. won't you let me? Please Innie~, just wan' make you proud of me.. Mmph! fuck.." He knew you could feel him smirking against your neck, biting it softly. "Well, when you beg like that I have to say yes."

He slipped his hand into your panties. "So wet, it's all for me isnt it?" You moaned in response, as you felt his fingers push just slightly at your entrance. He wasn't pleased with you, you should know better than to ignore him when he asked you a question. He pulled away from your grasp, listening to you whine that he wasn't close to you anymore, and whining again when you felt his fingers retreat, the whine being cut short by a yelp as he slapped your clit. "You answer me when I ask you a question." He gripped your face, squishing your cheeks together, "Mmph! Jeonginnie.. won't mess up again, don't stop, need you~" "Atta girl, knew I could train you right." You were nodding your head as he rubbed circles on the sensitive bud after slapping it, you couldn't think. He gathered your slick onto his fingers before quickly pushing two in. "So, who made you this wet?" "You Innie, just for you, only you make me like this." He leaned down to kiss your lips, so very proud of your answer.

He kissed you jaw, made his way down your neck before reaching your tits. Flicking his tongue over the bud, before taking it into his mouth, one hand fucking into you, and the other grabbing at your other breast, rolling your nipple between his fingers. It was all so overstimulating, you couldn't make sense of any of it, you just knew he felt so fucking good. Putting your hand over your mouth, trying to control your volume. He retreated from your chest, "What do you think you're doing? Let me hear you." "Innie~ it- its late, dont wanna wake up the other-r people." "You don't want them to hear you moaning my name, or knowing how good I can fuck you?" You clenched around his fingers, a smirk appearing on his face. "Well aren't you a dirty little whore," he curled his fingers, hitting your sweet spot, "bet you'd just love to have someone catch you, hm? Want people to know how good your Innie makes you feel?" You squeezed your eyes shut, clenching at the idea again. He chuckled, "I wont stop you, let them know who's making you cum. Make sure everyone knows I own you." His thumb running over your clit as he curled his fingers against your sweet spot again, causing a high pitched moan to come from your throat. "Mmm, fuck, Jeonginnie do that again, felt good." "Yea? Is it gonna make you cum?" You nodded your head as he groped at your chest again. He leaned into the crook of your neck, biting a spot that just added that much more pleasure. "You better scream my name when you cum or i'll punish you. You dont want to find out what that's like." As much as the idea may have intrigued you, you weren't risking an orgasm for it. His request was easy to fulfill anyways, you were already whimpering and moaning, hell, you'd probably end up screaming it even if he hadn't asked. "F-fuck.. ahh shit- baby please, wanna cum.. Innie! Please wanna cum all over your fingers~" "You know what you need to do." He rubbed his thumb over your clit faster, curled his fingers more frequently, he could feel clenching around his fingers over and over again. "Come on, do it for me. Tell everyone." "Haaahh, fuckfuckfuck, just like that, mmm.. Jeonginnie.. Jeongin!" You screamed his name another two times as you came undone on his fingers. "See what happens when you're good for me? Promised I'd reward you." You nodded, whining when he took his fingers out. "Open." He held his slick covered fingers above your lips, you opened your mouth, cleaning your mess off of his fingers. He gave you a kiss "..taste so good."

He pulled completely away from you causing you to start whining, "Nooo~ innie.. please im being good, don't stop please." "Be patient and quit whining before I put your mouth to better use." "But-" He quickly took your panties off, shoving them in your mouth, holding your wrists to stop you from removing them. "Shut it. If you can be patient i'll take them out of your mouth." You nodded quickly, eyes quickly getting watery. he took them out of your mouth, "You gonna quit being a brat? Don't wanna punish you, baby." Your mind still fuzzy from your previous orgasm, clearly not thinking right. "I wasn't being a brat, you were being mean! Shoving my panties in my mouth 'n moving away from me!" "I'm gonna give you one chance to start begging for my forgiveness. Talking back like this after I just gave you what you wanted?" "I wanted more!"

"I was being nice, but if you want to act like an ungrateful slut, i'll treat you like one." He grabbed you by your hair, pulling you towards him before laying you over his knee. "Youre gonna count each time I spank you, let's start at 15 and see what that does for you. You'll thank me for it too, teach your some damn manners." "Nonono innie didnt mea- EEK!" His hand colliding with your ass, it fuckin hurt. it wasn't too bad just yet, you would be able handle it. He pulled you up by your hair again, "Start fucking counting before I move it to 30." "One.. thank you," his hand coming down on your other asscheek, "Mm.. Two, thank you." He continued to alternate sides, by 8 you were digging your nails into his arm, feet kicking in a feeble attempt. You were sobbing, it hurt so bad. "Innie.. i'm sorry please wont do it aga- ah!" You sniffled, "Nine, t-thank you. Innie please hurts so bad, I learned my lesso-AH!" That spank being harsher than the previous, "T-ten, thank you!" You just sobbed, not bothering to try and talk him out of it. Looking back at him when he didnt land another spanking,

"Think you learned your lesson, princess." He massaged your ass in his hand, soothing the bright red skin. Hand prints would definitely be there in the morning, "Gonna let Innie take care of you now?" He wiped your cheeks and got the drool off your chin. "Mhm.. sorry for acting bad.." "I know you're sorry, you learned your lesson, gonna listen to me from now on, yea?" "yes.. gonna be good for you. wan' be a good girl." "that's my baby, knew you'd come to your senses. c'mon sit on my lap right." You straddled his lap, hugging him as he kissed your head and face. You had intended to readjust yourself on his lap, moaning when your bare cunt came into contact with his boner. It felt good, you slid yourself against it one more time, Jeongin audibly groaning before grabbing your hips, holding you above him. You whined at the loss of contact. "You really are just a little slut for me, aren't you?" He looked down, seeing all your juices dripping on your thighs, "I punished you, and yet you're still a wet mess for me." You nodded enthusiastically at him, agreeing with everything he said. "Want it innie.. need you in me so bad.. He softly squeezed your ass, causing you to whimper, "I'll take care of you baby, let's lay you down."

"What are you gonna do Innie? Want you so bad..." "Shh, just relax, i'm gonna take care of you." He slid you right to the edge of the bed, legs being held open by his arms, your pussy on display just for him. He kissed the insides of your thighs, tasting you before he'd even properly began. "What are you supposed to say when i do something nice for you? I taught you manners." He laid his tongue flat, licking all the way up your pussy, before reaching your clit and lightly sucking in it. "Mhmmhm! thank you innie, don't stop, nobody does it like you, thankyouthankyouthankyou~" He hummed against your pussy, the vibrations causing you to shiver and arch your back. "..Taste so fucking good, could do this forever," You grabbed at his hair, thighs attempting to close before being separated again, "Behave." "But- fuck.. Innie I can't- Jesus Christ, haaa... Innie want more of you, moremoremore baby please!" "What do you want, sweetie? You want my fingers again? Speak up." "Mhm! Want your fingers, Love your hands! So big feel so good," He laughed lightly against your core, taking one finger and pushing it into your hole, slowly curling it as he pulled it out before sliding back in. You were morning for him, babbling incoherent nonsense. "Want another one Innie, more please," He added a second finger, scissoring the two, quickly fucking them into you. He circled your clit with his tongue, feeling it pulsate from all the stimulation. "Fuck, can't- stop its too much-" "I can you feel clenching around me, its not too much for you yet." You arched your back, grabbing the hand that was on your thigh and squeezing it. "Innie- need to cum, please wanna cum for you, need to cum for you letmeletmeletme-" He looked up at you, a silent yes. He flattened his tongue on your pussy before harshly sucking on your clit. "Jeongin! fuck cumming, cumming ahh- Jeonginnie!" He slowed his fingers down, helping your ride out your high, but that wasn't it.

He wasn't done. He took his fingers out and watched you clench around nothing. "Such a pretty pussy all for me." He tightly held your legs apart, "Jeong, what are you- oh fuck!" He hadn't gotten enough, he needed to taste you, small kitten licks on your clit before flattening his tongue out and then pushing it inside of you. You screamed, all way too much too soon. You thought you would pass out, your legs were shaking, tossing your head side to side and gripping the bedsheet. "JEONGIN!" There it was, you sounded so pretty screaming for him, he couldn't get enough of it, he had to make you do it again. "Fuck! oh my god, close again, gonna cum again, please- shit, Innie!" You were babbling non stop, trying so hard to close your legs, the pleasure was too much, you didnt know what to do. You just laid there and let him do as he pleased. "Innie~ cumming again- mm! ahh.. oh my god-" He had finally separated from your core, wiping his chin on the back of his hand. you were breathing heavy, your body unable to recover from the back to back orgasms.

"Hey, pretty, still here?" "Mhm... need to take a break can't think." "I was making sure you hadn't passed out, not asking if you needed a break. You don't need to think." You could hear him undoing his belt, "Innie I can't take anymore." "I decide when you can't take anymore." "But i'm too sensitive canttakeit." "You asked me to fuck you dumb, i'm gonna do that." He looked over at you, "Do you really want me to stop?" No... "Answer me." "Don't wan' you to stop.." "That's what I thought." He turned to face you, taking his shirt off "Holy shit.." "Hm?" "Wanna touch you so bad, hurry up." You could feel yourself getting wetter from just looking at him. All his muscles.. I mean you thought he worked out, sure! But he was so toned, his arms looked so nice. You wanted to claw at his back, leave hickeys on his chest and abs. You needed to fucking touch him.

Finally he had gotten to just his boxers, you knew he would big. I mean you felt it when you were on his thigh. and again when you sat on his lap, not to mention the tent it made, but you hadn't prepared to actually understand how much of a size difference you and Jeongin had. He stepped out of them and all you could do was stare. He wasn't big, he was huge. It was girthy, precum smeared across the tip. you backed up on the bed, sitting on your knees. "Innie, that's not gonna fit." "I'll make sure it does, dont worry your pretty little head." "No jeonginnie, its gonna fuckin tear me apart-" "Said I was gonna fuck you dumb, I meant it." He held your head up, "What do you want?" "Wanna touch you.." "Touch me wherever you want." He put one knee on the bed, enough to support his weight, you ran your hands over his arms "So muc bigger than me..." You ran your fingers over his chest,and then his stomach. "So handsome.. so big.." You looked down at his member, "Can.. I?" "Whatever you want, babygirl." You wrapped your hand around it, eyes going wide then you realized that you'd need two hands.

You put the tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it. Your jaw already starting to hurt a bit, "Don't push yourself, fit as much as you can." You looked up at him, nodding a bit. How many times had he made you cum tonight? The least you could do is help him out here. You got a bit over half into your mouth comfortably, you weren't going to stop there though. You prepared yourself to fight off your gag reflex as much as possible before trying to get another inch or two in. You felt the tip hit the back of your throat, Jeongin groaned "oh fuckkk.." His hand finding its way to the back of your head, "That all you can fit in love?" You pulled yourself away, allowing your tongue to slid across the underside of his shaft before completely releasing him. You immediately wrapped your hands around it, moving them up and down at a steady pace. You could see Jeongin's saw tense, his breathing definitely becoming more rigid.

"Wanna fit more.. Wanna try and get it all in my mouth." He moaned as you said that, just you wanting to fit him in your mouth completely was already sexy, but when you looked up at him like that, with your whiny voice? It made his dick twitch in your hands, his precious babygirl trying so hard to please him. Your tiny mouth was already so full but you wanted to try. You swirled your tongue around the tip a few times, licking long strips along the sides, "Stop teasing me like that, can't control myself when you look at me like that." "Use me Innie, use my mouth however you want." You once again took him completely into your mouth, getting back to the same spot before looking up at him, his hand pushing your head further down. You moaned when you felt him get farther down your throat, your mouth felt so full but you want more, he could feel your throat contract around him. He whimpered a few times, "Baby, ahh- mmph.., fuck, stop doing that, gonna make me cum in your mouth if you don't quit." You nodded your head the best you could, "You want me to cum in your mouth?" You nodded again, humming slightly, earning a moan from him. "Gonna let me use your pretty throat?" You moaned around him, the thought of him using you however he pleased making you drip for him.

He held your head, bobbing you up and down, fucking your throat however he pleased. "Feels so fucking good.. wanna fuck your mouth until you can't take it anymore.." Your eyes began to water, he was picking up the pace, lazily thrusting into your mouth. "You think you can fit the rest in your mouth for me pretty girl?" You nodded your head, you needed to feel all of him. You had reached one of your hands down to rub your clit, desperate to feel something that could help you release. "Cmon princess just a little bit more, almost done." Tears were spilling out of your eyes, drool began to fall down your chin and to the valley of your breasts. He pushed the last bit of his dick into your throat, he could feel everything, all of your moans causing a vibration that made him whimper for you. "Fuck.. please.. let me-" You moved your head back, just enough to sink back down and deep throat him. He was moaning your name over and over pushing your head down slightly, slowly. "ahh shit.. y/n.. fuck.. wanna fuck your face so bad. just wanna use your pretty mouth. look so good with it stuffed full of my cock." You whined, nodding your head, silently begging him to just use you. He looked down at you, wiping the tear off your cheek before starting to fuck your face. He was ruthless, slamming you back down onto the full length after nearly pulling completely out of your mouth. he was cursing under his breath, telling you how good your pretty mouth felt, begging you to let him keep using you till he was satisfied. You hadn't stopped playing with you clit, your moaning only helping Jeongin reach his higher quicker. "Shit.. so fucking good.. so close, wanna cum in your mouth so bad- fuck- haaa.." You could feel him twitch in your mouth, waiting for his release. He gave you a few more harsh thrusts before pulling halfway out and cumming all over your tongue. Some of it spilling out onto your lips and chin. He lifted your chin up, "Dont swallow, show me." You opened your mouth for him, showing your tongue covered in his cum, "Swallow it, all of it." You did, the slightly salty flavor not bothering you. Opening your mouth to show him again that you'd swallowed all of his release. He collected remaining cum left on your on lips and chin onto his thumb, pushing it past your lips. You licked his finger, making sure to get every last bit. "That's my good little whore." "Are you proud of me Innie?" You wiped the drool on your chin off, not worrying about any of the tears. "So proud of you, took me so well. My good girl, always trying to please me." He leaned down to kiss you, the taste of his release still present.

He pushed you back onto the bed, leaning on top of you and kissing all your neck, continuing to litter it with marks. Everyone would know you were his. "Fucked your mouth, and now I get to fuck you stupid." "Wait Innie! Seriously it's too big, it's not gonna fit in me..." "I told you not to worry about it, i know you can take it." "But I don't- it won't-" He put one of your legs on his shoulder, holding the other to keep you spread open for him. "So pretty for me, love it so much... pussy made just for me. All mine. You're perfect for me." He grabbed your thighs, spreading them apart. You whimpered in his grasp, scared of how much it's going to hurt. "Do you want to stop? Because once I start i'm not stopping until youre crying and unable to say anything but my name. I'll fuck you all night, I dont care." You were scared, he was ruthless with you earlier, you had no clue what he was going to do to you now. But fuck, did you want to feel him inside of you. And more than anything, you didn't want to think. "Mhm.. you can try to make it fit.. wanna be good for you, don't wanna think.." "I promised I'd make you forget, I will." He put his hand your lower stomach, "You'll feel me all the way up here, won't be able to think about anything else." You gulped, struggling to breathe before nodding. "Now be a good girl and keep your legs apart for me, okay?" "Mkay Jeonginnie," You did just as he told you, trying not to close your legs at all, you felt the tip of his dick go through your folds a couple times, moaning at the sensation, still sensitive from earlier. "I know you can take it, pretty." You nodded your head, fear quickly turning into excitement, "Hurry Innie, want it..." He pushed the tip into your cunt, the stretch was painful, you reflexively tried to move away from him, being met with him grabbing your hips and pushing further into you. "JEONGIN! fuck- ahh- no- too full can't, can't, can't. No more Innie! too big, too big, i'm full already, can't take anymore." That's the second time he made you scream, he wasn't planning on it being the last. You were shaking your head side to side, babbling and crying. "C'mon princess, almost there, just a little bit more for me, taking me so well." He cursed under his breath, rubbling circles on your hips. You couldn't stop crying, the stretch was so much, and he seriously wasn't done yet? "Just do it, babe. Hurry please." He pushed into you, completely bottoming out, shaky breaths coming from him. He kissed your forehead, "You did it baby, so- fuckkk.. so proud of you darling." "It hurts Innie.. Hold my hand please.." He pinned your hand to the bed, intertwining your fingers together. "I'm gonna move, 'kay lovey? Promise i'll make you feel good, don't want you in pain." You were whimpering, nodding your head. He started so slow, only pulling out halfway before pushing back in. It had to have taken a solid 5 minutes of him barely moving just to even start to stretch you out.

"Haaa.. Jeonginnie, faster please, need more." You finally getting used to the stretch, enjoying the feeling of being so incredibly full. "You sure baby? Thought it was too much for you." He wanted to hear you beg for it, say it needed to be him. You bucked your hips up, attempting to feel some kind of friction that you needed so desperately. He groaned, "Shit- stop it-" You had started to roll your hips just slightly, "Innie please need you so bad.. ha~.. fuckfuckfuck, please innie want you. need you to do it for me.." you yelped, his hand harshly slapping your ass, "Whore for my dick now? Can't even listen right. Thought you had learned your lesson earlier." He pulled all the way out before pushing back into your velvety walls, he quickly gained speed. "Too much of a cock hungry bitch to remember the shit I say to you." You were thanking him, begging for more, saying it was too much all at the same time. He was kissing your cervix with each thrust, quickly snapping his hips into yours. "So big- fuck baby slo- ahh! mmph! slow down!" He had pushed your knees to your shoulders, giving himself the perfect angle to see his cock disappear into your hole. "Feel so good around me, made just for me.." Your head started to get cloudy, a knot In your belly forming again. "C-cum... wan' cum p-please." He angled himself up, aiming for the spot that would make you see stars. "Jeong- please so close-" "Who do you belong to?" "You! Just you! All yours. Just you, you Jeonginnie. fuck, ahh, too big so full-" "Beg." "W-what?" "Start begging." "Innie!! Stop... too fast- Can't think! Need to cum for you, have to. Love when you fuck me like this, dont stop, dont wan' you to stop!" "Say you're mine." "All yours Innie, belong just to you. Only want you." "You wanna cum on my dick?" "So bad!! Need to~! Need to cum on your cock please, havetohaveto~ please." "Cum for me, be good." "Haaa~ fuck.. gonna be good for you.. mmph! right there please- fuck- Innie! JEONGIN! c-cumming fuck-" he didnt slow down, continuing to fuck into at the same pace, getting you all the way through your orgasm before changing his angle.

"Mmm.. Innie. Dont stop, need it, please need you, need this." he ran his hand over your cheek, you turned your face to the side. "So tight.. thought I would've fucked you open... clenching around me like that." "Jeonginjeonginniejeonginjeongin!" You kept saying his name over and over, he couldn't get anything else out of you. "Baby went dumb from being fucked so good?" "Mhmmhm, Innie, haaa- Jeonginnie wan you, need you. Jeongin~" he ran his thumb over your lip, you opened your mouth for him. He put two fingers in your mouth, pushing on your tongue. you were drooling everywhere. "My messy whore, isn't that right? Jeonginnie's slut?" he took his fingers out of your mouth, wondering just what you'd have to say this time, "Wanna be your pretty slut, wan you to use me." "Oh yea? You that much of a whore for me?" "Mhm! Innie! Pleasepleaseplease, want Innie. Want Jeongin, fuck- haa.." You were gripping onto his biceps, digging your nails into them as he held your legs up. You were crying, babbling nonsense, he touched your cheek "Baby, dont cry, you're okay." "Nuh-uh not sad. Want you to fuck me like this forever, feels so good. Want you in me all the time, dont leave me. Need you innie, want you so bad." he groaned just hearing you, his cock twitching inside you. "Not gonna stop, gonna fuck you for as long as you want." "Mhm! please! dont stop, need you to cum in me. let me feel it. fill me up Innie." he threw his head back, cursing. "Such good pussy, take me so well." he grabbed your jaw, making you look at him.. fucked out face still somehow smiling at him,

"Wanna be my little cumdump? Take all of it like a good girl?" "Yes Sir! Want it so bad! Cum in me, need it." He had trained you real good, alright. "Open your mouth." You opened it, tongue laying flat, he spit onto it. "Swallow it." and you did. "God, such a dirty bitch, taking whatever i'll give you." "Only for you Innie, just you Sir, love you, love you Jeonginnie." His hips slowed down, he thought he was gonna cum right that second, "Mmm innie, dont stop! Need it bad! So close," He leaned in, kissing your swollen lips, fucking deep into you. He looked down, your tummy bulging every time he thrusted into you. He pushed down, causing your back to arch. "Feel me right here, yea?" You moaned so loudly, your face contorting into that of pure pleasure. "Mhm mhm! Feel it Innie, love it so much, harder! Want it harder." He gave you what you wanted, fucking into you harder, moving his hand down to rub your clit, feeling your cunt clamp down on him each time. "Say you love me, that you're mine." "l- haaa.. love you innie, wanna be all yours.." "You are all mine." "Promise?" "Swear baby." His thrusts got sloppy, "Cum in me jeongin, please!" you wrapped your legs around his waist, holding his closely before grabbing his face and kissing him, "Mm- love you innie, need you, can't live without you.. need you to fuck me every night... wan' love you forever" He'd made you absolutely stupid on his cock, you kept saying it over and over, his name and 'love yous', he pushed deep, letting out a moan as you clamped harder onto him, taking every last drop of his seed, you didnt care as long as it was him. He fucked his cum into you a few times, before pulling out, watching some of it drip out of your hole.

"Kiss.. want to kiss you." Taking your face in his hands, he kissed you, a deep, slow kiss. "I love you so much Jeonginnie. Only think about you." "Do you?" You pulled him on top of you "Love you more than anything, need you, don't know what to do without you." "Love you too babygirl, not gonna leave you. Lemme clean you up, We made a mess." You shook your head, "Don't care, just want you. Dont go, stay with me." "5 minutes and then were gonna get you cleaned up." "Mkay... I like you a lot.." You put your hand on his chest, he started laughing, "You dont say, would've never guessed with all the 'love you' and 'need yous' you said while I was fucking your brains out." You hit his chest lighting. " Don't laugh, im still- what's the word." He laughed at you again, "Fucked you a bit too good?" "I'm having a hard thinking about anything else, so I think you did your job. But, I do love you, can't live without you." "I know." "You love me too?" "Love you more than anything." "That's a whole lot." "You deserve it. My perfect girl. All mine, only for me." "Mhm.. just you.. only wanna be with you." he pulled your further into his arms, whispering in your ear, "Good, you never had a choice."

a/n: IM A FILTHY DEGENERATE. I AM DISGUTSING I CANNOT EVEN LOOK AT MYSELF. I AM SO NASTY. WAS THIS OVERKILL? HOW MUCH SMUT DID I PUT IN THIS HOE????? IM SORRRYYY??????? HELP? IM DIGUSTING I NEED GOD. im bad at paragraph breaking idk // hey god send me a bf/gf who's as obsessed with me as jeongin is with y/n. // being so fr I have bpd and that's the only reason I write obslove jeongin well, bc I live that. this is why I dont get into relationships. responsible adult choices. dont drink and drive or smth idk

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