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xhdream · 5 months

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make my wish come true (18+)

from ─ ⋆ dinna’s holiday special *ੈ✩

pairings: jiseok x fem!reader

genre: smut wc: 5k

summary: tying up your boyfriend was the first thing on your christmas wish list, but it turned out to be more difficult than you thought

contains: dom!reader but nothing hardcore, brat tamer!reader, explicit language, bondage, blindfold, dirty talk, pet names, marking, oral sex (m), overstimulation (m), edging (m), unprotected sex, creampie, very light degradation

a/n: please, keep in mind english is not my first language, i apologise in advance for any mistakes i’ve might missed

!! this is pure fiction for entertainment purposes

It’s the late morning of December 27th.

You’re laying in bed, pretending to read a book one of your colleagues got you for Christmas and listen to Jiseok’s footsteps around the apartment.

After doing his usual shower routine he decides to do the laundry that’s been piling up. He takes lazy steps dressed only in a pair of gray sweatpants. They hang loosely around his waist, tempting you to look up from the book you’re reading every time he walks pass the open door to your shared bedroom. You get a small quick glimpse of his half naked silhouette, but it’s enough to tease your imagination.

While waiting for him to return you lose more bits of your patience, as your ultimate christmas wish is still yet to be fulfilled. Are you being silly? You even put on a special cute outfit and makeup for the occasion, that as more minutes pass by, begin to feel a little too much.

After half an hour Jiseok appears in the bedroom finding you still laying on the bed against the multiple cushions. As he gets closer his expression becomes suspicious.

“Are you going out?”

“No, why?” You ask nonchalantly, gliding your bare feet on the sheets, aiming for a seductive action that’s not too obvious.

It seems to work, because Jiseok’s eyes begin to scan your body slowly and more carefully. The red color of your lips was about to put him in trance if it wasn’t for your revealing pajama set to catch his attention. It consists of tiny shorts that are clinging to your intimate parts, exposing the sides of your ass cheeks every time you move side to side, and a flimsy cropped top.

His eyes are taking literal bites from you, but he still doesn’t bring up what you want to hear. Did he forget?

“You did your makeup even though we’re staying home today, that’s all.” He shrugs his shoulders before crashing on the bed. “You look so pretty, baby.”

“Yeah, because I have an occasion.” You look for a way to give hints.

Jiseok runs his palm over your leg, as he rests on one side. His dark hair is still slightly wet, and a few strands are falling into his eyes.

“What is it?” He glances at you questionably, pushing fingers between your plush thighs. The tempting color on your lips pulls him in though, and he crawls up on top of you, propping himself up with two hands. “Damn, you’re one beautiful doll.”

The tip of his nose brushes yours as he leans for a kiss that you did not allow.

“You’re not ruining the makeup I just spent an hour on,” you say, gripping his jaw.

“Fine, I’ll just kiss you elsewhere.” He scoffs at your comment, but doesn’t move an inch away from you.

You take a deep breath, as your hands attach to his fit stomach, feeling its warmth from the shower. Satisfaction flutters inside you from the way his abs instantly tense.

The nice scent coming from his skin stimulates your senses, making you humm in pleasure while placing your mouth close to his ear.

“You promised to let me tie you up.”

“Oh, did I?” He exclaims in a fake surprise. “Cause I‘m pretty sure that you asked me to tie you up…”

“Stop messing around!”

“I’m not, you know my memory is brilliant. Why would I forget about something like that?

“You’re such a baby.” You attempt to shove him away, but his arms are locked on both sides of your body. “Just admit you’re scared that you’re gonna like it too much.”

Jiseok laughs straight away at your assumption. He breaks the eye contact by glancing at the wall in front of him, which means you succeeded at pushing his buttons.

“Nah, sweetheart, I just know you’re gonna give up the first five minutes begging me to fuck you.” He smirks, looking down at you again. “You know how good I make you feel, it’d be a waste of time.”

“That’s my Christmas wish, Jiseok! You promised.” You flutter at him with curled eyelashes, and you can see parts of him melting.

“Fine,” he sighs, pecking your cheek and falls on his back. “I’m curious to see what tricks you have under your sleeve.”

You watch him sprawl out on the mattress with his legs spread apart as if he’s making a snow angel. He stares at your shorts clinging to your butt, as you get off the bed, and immediately a part of him wants to take his words back.

“Tsk, get up.”

Jiseok lifts his head up when you come back, looking questionably at the chair you brought with yourself.

“You’re sitting here.” You state, putting the chair down in the middle of the room.

“On the chair? Why?”

“Because we fuck on the bed all the time, I want something new.”

“Wow…” Taken aback from the way you prepared for this, Jiseok stands up at the sight of the ropes in your hands. “You’re gonna turn out to be a lot dirtier than I expected you to be, doll.”

He doesn’t wait for you to tell him. He takes off his sweats and sits down. Even though he wasn’t really fond of the idea to get tied up for a long time now he finds himself getting excited. It’s entertaining to watch your attempts to boss him around.

“What other dirty fantasies are you hiding from me?” He smirks, smacking your ass as you walk behind him.

You guide his arms behind the chair making sure to use some force as a signal to not act so cocky.

“Hey,” he blurts out through a giggle. “Gentle, please. I need those.”

“To answer your question…“ You breathe in his ear, sending shivers down his spine. “I have many.”

“Are you serious?” He tries to take a peek at you.

“Don’t move,” you scold him, having a hard time tying his wrists.

“What are they?”

“I can’t come up with just one right now.” You grin when he lets out an irritated sigh. “Is it too tight?”

“No, it’s good.” He tests out the knot by pulling his hands.

When you walk around the chair to face him the view is so captivating. His half-hard on twitches in front of you, as you step closer.

“Come on, just one,” he whines, tilting his head to the side. “Tell me the first one that comes to mind.”

You already have a few fantasies on your mind, but seeing how his pleading eyes are getting darker while skimming down your body, you decide to take your time with answering.

You rest your hands on the back of the chair. Your top instantly opens on your neckline from the movement, revealing your bare breasts straight into Jiseok’s face. It’s so obvious he’s trying his best not to look inside. It’s what you want after all and he wants to tease you by not giving it to you right away.

Jiseok breathes in deeply, focusing his gaze on your face that’s just as appetising to him as your body.

“Do I turn you on, princess?” He breaks the silence, but you dismiss his flirtatious smile.

“I want to make a sex tape with you.” You lift one leg, separating his thighs. “So I can watch how you fuck me when you’re away.”

Jiseok’s lips release a surprised sound after he feels your knee pressing his soft ballsack.

“Will you let me film as you take it from behind? I want close ups of your ass, baby.”

His words send an instant rush into your veins, but you manage to sound composed.

“If you’re being a good boy today, why not?”

You move your hand down his chest, as your knee presses a little harder against his balls, taking the smirk off his face, then bring it up to find his neck. You melt hearing him humm after you wrap your fingers around his throat and finally kiss him passionately.

Jiseok’s plump lips deepen the act in seconds catching you off guard. You try to keep up with how quickly they move, making room to slide tongue only for it to dominate yours. He moans in your mouth, not stopping for a second, as spit begins to pour from both of you.

When you pull back gasping for air, you catch him smirking.

“You okay, doll? You look dizzy.”

With one strong swipe along his bottom lip you smudge the red stain from your lipstick. Your tongue clicks at his smug attitude.

“Close that naughty mouth, you brat, or I will put tape over it.”

You force him to look you in the eye, when you push his head back by pulling strands of his hair.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so mean…” He grunts in response. “I like it.”

You swallow the urge to smile at his reactions, and drop slowly on the ground to face his cock. It has shifted into a full erection.

Jiseok’s mouth opens from anticipation, but quickly shuts when your fingertips move from his thighs to his abdomen instead.

You watch his teeth bite on his lip, as you warm his shaft with your breathing. You’re so close you can lick his base if you just slightly drag out the tip of your tongue.

But you don’t.

“Have I told you how much I love your abs?” You coax, scratching his muscles.

“Just one million times in the last two days.”

He chuckles at your irritated reaction, but when you pinch his nipple hard, he quickly clenches his jaw.

“Baby, if you just wanna talk we can do it with my arms not tied to a chair you know.”

“I know, but now I’m in charge so I decide how these things will go.”

You take his erection in one hand, eyeing the glistening shreds of pre-cum, sliding down his length.

“You look turned on to me, baby. Are you enjoying being tied up?” You follow your question with slow tugs up and down.

“Fuckk, finally.” He groans in a hoarse voice, before speaking further. “I enjoy watching you get horny from me being tied up.”

Your fingers stop at the tip, as you gaze at the playful sparkles in his eyes. You slowly spread the sticky release all over his flushed head only to mix it nicely with your drop of spit.

Jiseok sighs, throwing his head back from the feel of your hand twisting around him, making him wetter and hard as a rock. Warm sensations build in his core, as he keeps on talking lifting his head up.

“How many times have you touched yourself to the thought of this, huh? Shit, I can only imagine how sexy you looked—“

Talking to you always gets him faster to his peak, so you drop his cock mid sentence.

His eyes bulge out from panick, as he curses under his breath. He doesn’t have time to react properly at the underwhelming way the pleasure fades when he sees you removing your top.

“Ahh, shit, baby, no..” He shakes his head, looking away.

“What is it?” You ask in an innocent voice. “I’ll be more comfortable if my clothes don’t get in the way.”

You lean your head against his thigh, running a finger up his twitching cock as if it’s the most fragile thing.

“So sensitive it’s cute.” You coo, forming a circle on that little vulnerable spot of his tip that drives him crazy.

“F-fuck, I don’t think I can do this.” He pules weakly, not losing sight of your finger going into your mouth to clean it from his essence.

“But we just started.” You say in a calm manner, before placing a kiss on the flesh of his inner thigh. You enjoy the possessive scarlet mark of your lipstick, the contrast against his skin arouses you.

“I know, baby, I know it’s just…” He speaks out loudmouthedly, but your lips moving higher up his body inevitably slow down his voice. “How am I supposed to just stay here when you’re naked in front of m-me… and… I can’t touch you? That’s so annoying, f-fuck.”

You continue with more red stains, as you listen to him getting more and more worked up under your mouth. His figure from relaxed becomes tense in a matter of seconds the more you pepper him with hungry kisses. Only his chest is moving up furiously, as you include your tongue, the brushing of your hardened nipples cover him with goosebumps, that add more to the pressure of his erection.

You don’t miss the opportunity to take one of his nipples between your teeth before sucking on the skin behind his earlobe. The sound of his hitched breathing while you create your bruises get you soaked.

“I’m not naked, I left my shorts on.”

That’s even worse, he thinks, but remains silent.

You lost count of how many times Jiseok has fucked you in different pairs of shorts since you’re together. The small sheer pieces of fabric you sleep in are one of the things that instantly cause him to grow a tent under the bedsheets.

“Although… they start to stick to my pussy a little,” you mumble, deciding to get rid of them too. “Wanna know why?”

Jiseok gulps when you lower yourself on his left thigh. His heart starts pounding when your naked hips begin to roll against him, letting the wetness from your folds coat his flesh.

“Why are you suddenly quiet, baby?”

The soft fabric of your pajama short caresses his skin, as you move them up and down his chest.

“Jesus, you’re driving me crazy,” he groans, watching you speed up your motions. “You’re so fucking wet, doll. You need me.”

He attaches his mouth to your shoulder, kissing your skin. The gentle sucking turns into a muffled growl when you joggle your shorts to tickle his erection.

“Right now I think you need me more,” you provoke him in order to hear him beg, but it’s more difficult to achieve than you expected.

“Ugh, baby…” he howls, as you shake the clothing marked from a visible wet patch in front of his face like a piece of candy. “Why are you playing me like that?” He tries to catch the shorts with his teeth, but you pull them away in time.

You haven’t stopped moving back and forth on his thigh, not trying to hide your soft moans at all, as your clit becomes highly stimulated.

Jiseok blinks up, admiring your face that’s contorted in pleasure, as you’re chasing quicker friction.

“Wanna taste you so bad.” He glances at the direction of your hand that holds the messy panties. Every time the fabric touches his skin he gets a rush as if it’s a cube of ice which makes his bones tremble. He tilts his chin up when you lift them close in his face, and already tries to get a sniff from them.

“Say please,” you demand.

Jiseok smirks, knowing this was coming.

“Please.” He states, not able to hold back a giggle in his throat.

“Not good enough.”

“Babyyy, come on..” He stomps on the floor with his feet. “Gimme a taste, pleasee.” His eyes concentrate on the piece of clothing drifting away only to drop on his cock.

He finds the flesh of your arm again - since he cannot use his hands he feels the desperate need to use his mouth in any way he possibly can. He does everything in his control to keep it cool when you grab on his girth through the fabric, then tug on it slowly.

“Holy shit, baby…” he groans, teeth digging into your skin. That definitely left a mark. “Free me and I’ll treat that pussy like it’s my last meal.” His eyes are hooded from lust and desperation, as the pool of arousal you leave on his leg is the only thing he can think about in that moment.

“We can both cum much quickly if you just listen, baby boy.” You explain, stroking his length in an irritating pace. “You run your mouth too much.”

Your fingers put more pressure around it, forcing him to pant for more. The friction against the wrapped fabric heats his vulnerable skin while you continue pumping.

“I’ll do better, princess.”

You felt a sudden jolt when his figure lurches up from the chair.

“I-I’ll.. fuck, faster, please…”

He bucks up his hips desperately needing a quicker pace from already being so close. The warm thrill overwhelms his core, and his brows draw together, as he focuses on the building rush.

“If I let you cum will you be a good boy for me, darling?”

“Y-Yesyesyes, I’m so fuckin’ hard, baby, I need t-to, p-please… make me… need to c-cum.”

As you concentrate on fisting him through your shorts, you cannot find a way, neither a reason to stop your hips from moving back and forth. For the first time he’s the one begging, and you can literally taste the sound of it on your tongue, sweet like honey, completely enough to get you off.

His body convulses under you, causing his voice to break during his incoherent babbling. The sight of his facial expressions becoming so much softer while his hot cum drench your shorts, turns you on to the point you hit your peak just seconds afterwards.

“Holy shit..” Jiseok looks at his lap, as his climax tones down. “This felt amazing.”

You stagger to your feet, kneeling again.

Bewildered, Jiseok’s brows draw together at you reapplying your red lipstick before uncovering his cock. The yearning look you give the mess he made of it makes him ache from the need to place his hands on your body.

“W-wait, what—” he stutters, balking at your tongue swiping his dirty length. His face scrunches up from your small kitten-like licks, picking up his cum. When you take it in your hand to close your scarlet lips around it, he wishes he could shrink away. “N-no, baby, don’t… stop it, ffuck—” The ragged sound, coming deep from the back of his throat melt away when you pull back, leaving his cock wet and clean. You mark the lower part of his shaft with a red kiss, before glancing up questionably at him.

“What did you say?” You raise a brow at him, cleaning the corner of your mouth.

“It hurts, doll,” he gazes up after you stand on your feet. “Give me a break first.”

As you go to your nighstand, searching for something, Jiseok finds your stained pajama shorts on the floor.

“Wanna put those dirty panties on and give me a spin, gorgeous?”

He’s still amused from his idea when you stand back in front of him, but his face stiffens when he spots the blindfold in your hand.

“Too bad you won’t see it.”

“Is it necessary?” he asks with a pout.

“It is, you lack some manners.”

“Thanks for disciplining me, baby.” Jiseok smirks. The gratitude sounds more like a threat. You could only imagine what he’d do to you after he gets off that chair.

Jiseok’s blood pressure goes up, not able to pinpoint in the darkness what you’re up to at all.

When he senses your warm breaths between his thighs he almost winces from his seat, as the feeling now comes to him so much stronger. His fingers form painful fists when he feels your soft lips wrapping around him - too soon, and too suddenly. You take him all the way, causing him to release a long deep wail.

“Jesus, p-please… don’t—” his legs shake around you, as his overstimulated tip hits the back of your throat. “T-too much… god—” His voice suddenly fades from the new wave of delight that begins to form while you bob your head up and down his erection, not leaving a single spot of flesh exposed. “Sooo hungry for my cock, aren’t you, doll? F-fuck gonna make me cum again..”

Your warm tongue twirls around him, saliva coats his abdomen and stiff balls, as you keep on sucking, trying not to mind his comments too much. However, they keep irritate you while also get you wet at the same time. How does he always manage to be so collected and demanding? Just when you thought you made him softer he overpowers you again.

You blink up at the marks on his exposed neck, watching his emphasised adam apple moving every time he swallows. Since he could not see or touch a thing, you make sure to produce variety of lewd, slurping, gagging noises that would help him visualise everything that’s happening. Even though half his face is covered you could notice he’s focusing on his hearing.

The quick, sloppy sucks of yours quickly leave Jiseok speechless. The burning thrill becomes three times more intense and takes over him so much quicker, that he ends up feeling like a dog in heat. It’s true what they say, about the rest of your senses feeling so much stronger when one of them is restricted.

He keeps his head tilted back, as his moans elevate towards the ceiling, leading you to think he’s close. They don’t sound heavy like earlier. They fly out of his mouth more high pitched in multiple fragile ahs and ohs.

That’s when your lips suck on his warm salty tip one last time before spitting out. The moment you pull back, Jiseok jerks his hips up, but ends up humping nothing.

“S-sshit, baby, what happened?” He yammers, panting. “Why did you stop? Whyy?!”

“Because…” You run your palms over his thighs, watching his bright red tip. “You will cum when I tell you to.”

“But I gotta cum now, babyy…” Jiseok mewls, thrusting hips up again over nothing. “I’m so fuckin’ close, your mouth got me hard as fuck.. don’t do this to me..”

While he whines your hand unintentionally goes between your legs, rubbing circles the second it got in contact with your clit. You didn’t realise how wet you are until your fingers instantly glide between your lips, getting all sticky.

“Baby?? You there?”

You humm in response, sliding fingers inside you. The moisture dripping from you is so much you didn’t need to do a lot for him to catch on.

“Are you seriously touching yourself?” He gasps in disbelief.

“I want to cum too, baby.” You begin to pump three fingers in and out of you, filling the room with wet squelching sounds.

“Goddamn it princess, don’t do that…” He tries unsuccessfully to dismiss your moans, that cause him to think of his own orgasm.

“Shut up,” you spit out, surprising even your own self, and grabbing his cock.

The sudden action causes him to hiss through gritted teeth. His lips turn into a smirk afterwards that follows by a husky groan when you begin to pump him in a relentless speed.

“Do you even deserve to cum? You’ve been acting like a brat since the minute you sat down on this chair.”

“A-ah, shit, shit, s-shit…” Jiseok furrows his brows, as he becomes shaky from your fist literally slamming down, smacking his body. “U-ugh, so’ close—“ His sentence fades, leaving only guttural sounds, coming from his dry throat.

“You can’t tell me what to do when I’m pulling the strings, baby, you hear me?”

You resume tugging harder, as you wait for Jiseok’s hanging mouth to make up an answer, but you realise he’s went almost completely silent.

“Answer me,” your fist freezes at his base, and Jiseok bursts, crying out.

The weight of his body falls forward, but only slightly because of the restraints. It takes some time for his desperate whimpers to whittle down, but you don’t let go of his cock. You hold to it tight, watching the leaky head twitch, as he struggles to regain his composure from having his second orgasm taken away.

“Maybe I should just leave you to hump the air like a total loser.”

Despite the comments, he’s still finding it hard to acknowledge the fact he’s not the one giving orders, so you give his cock a slap.

“F-ffuck, damn it, okay..” he grits his teeth again with frustration, which calls for another smack. “Baby, I hear you.. I-I do, I d-do.” He chokes on his words from defeat.

“I don’t like your tone.” You joggle his cock with a firm grasp.

“I’ll be good, p-promise. I promise. You just drive me nuts baby, can’t help it, s-sorry…”

The sudden vulnerability in him makes your heart skip a beat. His breathing still hasn’t calmed down yet, and he stumbles around his words, but that doesn’t mean each one of them doesn’t act like a fuel to your arousal.

“Come on, use me.” He calls to you quetly with such desire for a second it sounds like pleading.

You rub your thighs together, holding onto him as you listen to his erotically weakened state.

“Smack my cock as many times as you want, please. It’s yours.”

His words work like a charm, and you quickly get up, straddling his lap.

Jiseok humms in pleasure, as he feels your gentle arms around his shoulders, and instantly gets stunned when you take a seat on his poor erection. The need to release as soon as possible occupies every part of his foggy mind, and his lips form a pout before his jaw drops from your body practicing its first moves up and down.

“I know you’re trying hard to be good, so I will give you a little treat, darling.” You coo at him.

Jiseok grins, aimlessly looking left and right.

“I’ll take anything you give me, baby.”

He breathes out a soft whimper when you touch the back of his head, guiding his mouth to your breast.

“Here,” you say through a deep sigh, as you fill up all the way to your sweet spot, and it feels overwhelmingly good. “Suck to feel better.”

Jiseok’s tongue instantly makes a long stripe over your nipple, before drawing it into his mouth with his plump lips. The moaning you hear along with the noise coming from him sucking on your boob eagerly, causes you to tug on his hair from delight.

“Good boy,” you mewl, beginning to roll your hips in circles, as you slightly lift up from his length at the same time, before dropping all the way down. You admire every bit of his thickness and length, while exploring the size that’s stretching you out. After you get used to it, you start to ride him freely, and in a much quicker pace.

Jiseok cannot help, but get whimpery from the softness of your flesh, and the sweet thrill it awakes in him. Just now at this moment, as he flicks on your perked nipple with the tip of his tongue, before giving it a smooch, he realises how desperate he was to feel you; even if it’s just a small part of your body.

You pull him away by the hair, but he tugs on your nipple with teeth, like a puppy not wanting to let go of their bone.

He got just a small taste of you, but it was enough to get him drunk.

“See? You can be obedient too, baby.” You pinch his puffy bottom lip, just when he begins to hiss from the burning rush in his core. “Not a bratty loser anymore.”

“N-ngh, I want to—” he throws his head back, which instantly causes your fingers to wrap around his throat. “F-fuck, yeah, fuck me hard, baby. Use me, as you wish I’m all yours.”

“Are you?” Your free palm drops down his chest, nicely coloured from fresh bruises and red lipstick. His abs tense, as he releases needy pants one after another, that signal he’s getting closer.

“Y-yesyes, yes-s, fuck me hard,” he pleads for more, and after you grant his wish by speeding up your hips, he squirms, sobbing. “A-ahh, feels so good, I have to c-cum, p-please…”

“Why, baby? Can’t take it anymore?” You put more pressure around his neck, feeling his pulse against your palm. “Are you too hard for me?”

“Uhmm,” he gives a low, but drawed out whimper, before nodding poorly. “Wanna’ cum for my princess while she’s ruining my cock.”

“Sounds nice, but I’m not close yet..” you joke, and Jiseok sobs even harder at your words. His cockhead smashing up your cervix repeatedly makes him so woozy he cannot bring whatever’s left of his energy to add anything else.

“Kidding, baby,” you chuckle through a moan. “You can cum now.”

“Really? C-can I?” he asks with a ring of hope in his weak voice.

“Do it, cum for me pretty boy.”

You give in, as your own orgasm creeps up too close, making the stimulation difficult to contain.

Your peaks clashing stuns you both. As you hold tightly on Jiseok for support - one hand over his shoulders, and another around his throat, you use all your energy in riding your climax as hard as possible. You end up releasing a silent scream, while Jiseok on the other hand cries out into your mouth.

“H-holy sh—” his lips tremble vividly. “m’ cummin, I’m cummin’, c-cu—”

You swallow his hitched breaths, his whimpers and a few of his curses, when his head drops down defeated after you release your grip. He gasps for air, while he gets off his high and his mind barely clears up. His entire body sticks from sweat to the chair as it goes completely numb under your seated figure.

You move up to hover over his cock, feeling your mixed juices dripping out of your hole.

“You left so much cum in my pussy, baby.” You caress Jiseok’s cheek and he props his chin up even though he’s not able to look into your eyes yet. “Mmm, you really filled me up.”

“It’s because of you, princess.” He says in a quavering voice. “You turn me on so much.” His lips brush your jawline, giving it a lazy peck.

Jiseok expects to be untied now; to leave the chair and head to bed, but he soon finds out you have other plans when you begin to what feels like fucking his thick cum in and out of you, so excruciatingly.

“W-wait, wait, wait, b-baby… w-what ah—“ he stutters in panick, pulling his wrists apart, but the rope keeps them still.

“Shh, I know you can do better than that, baby.” You groan, holding onto his shoulders, as you bounce up and down in a steady pace, coating your thighs with his warm cum.

“P-please, please, I c-can’t…”

“Just one more,” you shut your eyes, throwing your head back, baffled from how amazing it feels despite cumming two times already.

“Don’t do t-this to me,” Jiseok sighs, and when you open your eyes you see a drop of tear sliding under the blindfold.

He was protesting, but not for long. His cock barely had time to soften, and as you work it in and out of you, it turned into a throbbing hard rock mess.

His angry tip keeps slipping out of you, and every time you use your fingers to push it back, Jiseok sees stars in the pitch black. It takes everything inside him to not burst out crying.

“I know you can give me one more, don’t you feel how hard you are for me..” You grunt, as you lift up, grazing your gummy walls only with his sensitive tip. This instantly makes his body react intensely, and he begins to convulse in the chair, as you keep gliding it in and out.

“I-I, I…” he begins, but cannot find the strength to form a sentence. He struggles to breath normally too, as you suck on his neck at the same time.

“What, baby? Talk to me.” Without removing your lips from his skin, you decide to take the blindfold off after you sense a new pair of tears dripping on your fingers as you cup his face.

Jiseok squeezes his eyes shut, not expecting that at all. After he adjusts to the sudden light you get to look into his dazed eyes, glossy from tears.

He’s amazed to see you’re really actually wearing the shorts you jerked him off with earlier.

“I… u-uhh.. gonna c-cum again..” he attempts to control his sobs, chewing on his trembling lip, that’s now stained with your lipstick too. “Let m-me, p-please..” He whimpers through shuddering breaths.

“Fill me up, sweetheart.”

“O-ohh, sh—“ Jiseok’s mouth hung wide open into a silent cry. His thighs shake uncontrollably, causing you to hold tight, so you don’t fall over.

His voice cracks into multiple tortured whimpers, as this climax hits times harder than the previous one. For a moment he feels like he’s about to pass out, not able to go through the sensation at all. He cries from pleasure while you just sit and watch; and feel yourself get sprayed with new shooting ropes of cum, that are so much they immediately start to spill out.

Jiseok stays still, speechless, unable to utter a word, as his chest rises furiously while he comes back to his senses. Very, very slowly.

You praise him with red kisses all over his face. They glisten from sweat and tears.

“You did so well my pretty boy.”

Jiseok keeps quiet for a while, until he lifts his chin up with a lazy smirk.

“I’ll get you back for this.”

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jooillusion · 3 months

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what do the members think about lingerie?😼

ot6 + lingerie <3

warnings: lingerie duh, sexual themes, implied insecurity in jungsus

꩜ G. GUNIL

I feel like gunil definitely likes lingerie. no love. no like. lovelike smth like that!

sex with him is already filled with praises of how pretty you look so just imagine that x100

stunned. like SPEECHLESS stunned

touches all over your body, his hands savoring the feel of the material

“you really did all of this for me?” UGH YES I DID ☝️

“lets see if it can last long enough” and by that he means he’ll definitely fuck you through the panties of the delicate lace, most likely ruining them along the way

corsets are his personal favorite

buys you a lot more after but maybe 3/15 pairs last :,)

꩜ K. JUNGSU

this boy right here is a FEEEEN

it took you a while to get comfortable around him, him seeing you naked a solid five times during sex

so imagine his “:o” face when he pulls your shorts down to expose the lace. it’s like a kid opening a present because he’s now EXCITED

“can i see the rest?” HELL YEAH

wastes no time pulling that dick out and getting into the business

thong lover jungsu

they’re easy to pull to the side heh (he ripped a few from pulling too hard)

fucks you in all colors except his favorite (so he won’t ruin it lols)

꩜ K. JISEOK

he LIKES it. HEAR ME OUT

when he came home tired from work and saw you in a set he suddenly didn’t feel tired anymore

dick goes from 100 to 1000 when he first saw you in it

definitely the type to say “it’d look better on the floor.”

would rather see you naked so he’s eagerly pulling it off

his favorites are the gowns of course

he loves to lift it up and and fuck you OPEN.

when you’re cuddle fucking he grinds himself onto the material before pulling them to the side

꩜ O. SEUNGMIN

loves loves LOVES it

you’re both big on fashion so the sight of you in lingerie nearly KILLS him

“you look so pretty baby” as he’s kissing down your neck UGH A NEED

loves bodysuits

the way the designs of the lace decorate your body turns him on

sometimes you’d show off to him as he leans back on the couch and watches

wardrobe is full of all shades of purple

“hmm seungmin what should I get?” boom the whole website is on your list

꩜ H. HYEONGJUN

a FANNN

likes to watch you try it on and you let him pick his favorite ones (all of them)

“do a spin for me baby” ANYTHING U SAY HYEONGJUN

can’t bring himself to rip off the material off so he just pulls it down

LOVESSS the thigh garter + belt combo

his favorite thing to do is pull onto them when you’re bent over in front of him

dressing up to tease him so that the lacy bra peeks from under your shirt

uses them to jerk off when he misses you a little too much :,)

꩜ L. JOOYEON

tried it once now he’s hooked

he found out about it on accident, your skirt lifting up and exposing the lace underneath

“oh, what’s this?” —famous last words

crotchless panties.

easier access + loves watching it go in and out :,)

has way too many pictures of you in lingerie on his phone

you wear it under his hoodies so when he pulls it up he’s ready to ravish

likes to lick your cunt through the lace to tease you

please remember that this is a pure work of fiction.

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gunilslaugh · 5 days

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Need Some Help Darling?

Kwak Jiseok Summary: Bad Guy Jiseok always seems to be around whenever you find yourself in trouble. (non-idol au) WC:~1.1k Warning: Reader gets threatened with a knife (but doesn’t get hurt)

part 2 part 3

photo not mine credits to owner.

The first time you met Jiseok he had taken you hostage. Your dad had taken a loan from him and was yet to pay it back, so Jiseok decided to take you until your father paid him back.

“Jiseok, leave them alone!” Your father frantically tried to get you away from Jiseok. Jiseok tightened his already bruising grip around your middle.

“I wouldn’t have to do this if you just paid me back.” Jiseok chuckled sinisterly. “I’ll give you three days to give me the money. If you don't, your little precious here gets it.” He caressed your face with the back of his hand making you flinch. He then proceeded to drag you out of your home and throw you into the backseat of a car.

“You don’t need to look so afraid,” he said, sounding annoyed.

“You just kidnapped me!” you argued.

“Blame your father. If he paid me back this wouldn’t have happened,” he argued back.

“What if he doesn’t get you the money?” you asked worriedly.

“I said it back there didn’t I? You get it,” he leaned forward and lifted your chin with his fingers.

“What is ‘it’ exactly?” you asked, leaning away from him. He lets go of your chin.

“I haven’t decided yet. Do you have a least favorite finger?” He looked down towards your hands. Resulting in you curling your fingers and pulling your hands further up your lap. You can hear him chuckle at your action.

“I didn’t do anything though. Why should I have to lose a finger?” you pointed out.

“It’s called collateral damage darling.” He shot you a cheeky smile.

“Don’t call me that,” you grumbled.

“Well I never got your name, darling,” he called you the pet name again.

“Y/n, my name is y/n,” you told him. He hummed.

“Darling suits you better,” he says.

“Asshole suits you better,” you muttered.

“Hey don’t mean now. I’m the one with the power here,” he reminds you.

“You kidnapped me and said you cut off my finger,” you justified your meanness.

“I said I haven’t decided yet. If you keep talking like this, maybe I’ll make it your tongue,” he threatened. Your mouth immediately closes as you fall silent. “That’s what I thought,” he tsked. “For your sake let’s just hope your father pays me in time.”

Two of Jiseok’s men held you in place while Jiseok stood off to the side in front of you talking with your father.

“So do you have the money or are things gonna get ugly for darling over there.” Jiseok gestured towards you.

“Jiseok please just let them go and we can figure something else out. They didn’t do anything,” you dad said. Jiseok sighs walking over to you.

“I guess I overestimated how much you care about them.” Jiseok pulled out a knife. He ran it alongside your face. “Where should we start?” He pretends to think and looks over to where your father stood. “Or maybe we should just get right to it,” he held the knife against your neck making your breathing hitch.

“Stop! Stop! I have your money. Let them go, don't hurt them,” you dad pleads. He goes and gets an envelope full of the money.

“You should have just handed it over,” Jiseok states, annoyed. “Let them go,” he tells his men while he counts the money to make sure it’s all there. The men release their hold on you. Your dad rushes over to you uttering a thousand apologies.

“Let’s not have any business together again,” he tells your dad. “Goodbye darling,” he tells you as he exits your house.

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You stretched your aching muscles after finally finishing your work. Your boss thought that it would be nice to make your department team completely redo a project that was due tomorrow morning. Most of your colleagues had already headed home while you stayed behind to tie up the loose ends. You gathered up your belongings and started to head out of your work building. All you wanted to do was go home and sleep.

Once you arrived at the nearest bus station you took a seat on the bench and waited for the bus to arrive.

“Hey pretty, what are you doing out all by yourself?” A group of guys approached you, making you immediately feel uneasy. You decided to ignore, praying that the bus would hurry up and arrive.

“Cat got your tongue?” another one spoke. They took a seat next to you on the bench. You stood up to distance yourself from them. One of them caught your wrist.

“Oh come on. There’s no need to be scared. We just want to talk,” one said.

“Yeah we don’t mean any harm, how about we go grab a drink or something?” one suggested.

“I’m not interested,” you said firmly, pulling your wrist away.

“Looks like we got a feisty one,” one notes. You begin to quickly walk away. Trying to get to the nearest building for safety. You can hear them follow behind you. You picked up your pace to walk even faster.

“You’re gonna miss your bus,” they taunt you.

You’re ready to start sprinting when, “There you are darling. Didn’t you say we’d meet at the bus stop?” It was Jiseok. He comes and wraps his arm around your shoulder and looks at the group of guys behind you.

“Do we have a problem here?” He looked at the guys darkly. He moved his shirt out of the way to show the knife he was carrying on his hip. Safe to say the guys bothering you quickly scampered away like a bunch of scared kittens.

“Thanks,” you said softly.

“You should be more careful. It’s not safe at night, especially in this area,” he tells you. You nodded.

“I’ll head home now,” you dismissed yourself.

“I’ll take you,” he used his arm that was still around you to keep you in your place. “This place is full of bad guys.”

“Like you,” you joked. Jiseok scoffs.

“Yes, like me, so let this bad guy take you home before another one makes you end up on the news,” he says. He then guides you to his car. The ride back to your place is silent other than the radio that is playing.

“Thanks for driving me back,” you thanked him once you arrived at your house.

“Here,” he hands you a piece of paper.

“What is this?” you asked.

“My number. If you work late again and have no one to pick you up, call me,” he tells you. You stare at the paper. You didn’t know what to make of it.

“Thanks, goodnight.” You folded the paper and opened the door to get out of his car.

“Goodnight darling,” he called after you.

part 2 part 3

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gingerjunhan · 5 months

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boyfriend headcannons - kwak jiseok

☆彡 sorry for the delay on this one! I gotta wait for the delusions to hit juuust right before I write them LMAOOO hope you enjoy! 🫶🏻

word count: 812 | pronouns used: none | genre: fluff, established relationship | cws: all caps used, he’s a stem major (I don’t make the rules), teasing, not proofread, lmk if I missed anything!

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IT’S JISEOK TIIIIIMMMEEE

Jiseok doesn’t strike me with the same hardcore “boyfriend agenda” and Jungsu or Seungmin do, but that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t be a great boyfriend!!

there would literally never be a dull moment between the two of you

he’s such a good listener

much like Gunil, Jiseok looks at you like you hung the stars when you talk, and he never forgets a single detail

all of your favorite hobbies? your niche interests? he knows everything about all of them

you are both giant nerds but it’s okay!

while you might geek out over tv shows and bands, Jiseok geeks out over science

he’s such a loser (/pos) (and I love him for it)

he will never escape my stem major headcannon NEVER

but this also means that he would be a great help with homework if you’re also a science oriented person!

chemistry? he’s got you

biology? piece of cake

you know what he can’t do?

PDA

again, I’ve talked about this, but I need to elaborate more

Jiseok blushes and practically folds in on himself like a chair at the slightest mention on girls

it’s one of the things I find the most endearing about him

so imagine how he feels walking around with you

he is absolutely baffled that you chose to date him so he gets so giddy and excited when you show PDA

he literally can’t handle it because he just loves you so much and he gets so excited

he’s like a little kid in a candy store- he just can’t get enough

SPEAKING OF LITTLE KIDS

Jiseok, much like Jungsu, would be great with your siblings or cousins!

he would talk video games with the older kids

good around with the younger kids

gang up on you with your family, always taking their side instead of yours

playful feasting is definitely a love language of his!

I think Jiseok would score some mega points with the adults in your family and also with your friends!

they would all see that he’s both incredibly musically talented and book smart, plus he makes you happy so he’s literally the ideal man

the jack of all trades of boyfriends

the… boyfriend of all trades? okay moving on

your friends are JEALOUS

“Where did you find him? I need a boyfriend like that!”

TOO BAD go get your own this one is mine hee hee 🤭

such a polite man

his manners 📈📈 through the roof

his middle name is chivalry

he would be the sweetest, most loving boyfie around 🥹

if something is not to your liking he’s fixing it for you right away!

your wish is his command

okay we need to get back to the feasting real quick

he is so goofy

downright odd

but we love him

I can fully imagine him hiding behind a corner or doorway just to pop out and scare you 💀

harmless pranks all the time

prank wars are very common between the two of you

you have a lot of very strange inside jokes that other people would literally need code to decipher because they wouldn’t make any sense to anyone else

Jiseok is always down for an adventure!

the most basic tasks feel fun with him because he knows exactly how to keep a good energy flowing!

but he can be serious too, don’t get me wrong

long, serious phone calls after a bad day at work or while he’s away are very common

he’s not afraid to get emotional with you!

Jiseok gubes me the vibe that if you cry, he’s gonna cry too (same tbh)

he just cares about you so deeply and he’s never felt that way about anyone else

he shows his love and appreciation for you in any way he can, no matter how odd

he buys you things that make him think of you

he probably has your work/school schedule memorized so he knows when he needs to make dinner or pitch in around the house because you might be busy

if you use a purse I can imagine him holding it for you and calling it his “murse” LMAOO

I feel like he would give you an assigned animal too? idk just a thought

“Well if I’m a duck then you have to be a goose because of duck duck goose.”

his logic? flawless

if you don’t know how to play already, be prepared for guitar lessons

if you don’t want the lessons, at least be ready for concerts

he will make up songs (sometimes they’re good, sometimes they’re not) or learn your favorite songs and perform them for you

and you will always be there in the front row :)

god I love Jiseok

at the end of the day, your relationship is lighthearted, fun, and Jiseok feels very lucky to have you in his life 🩷

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lualuabestningdungie · 5 months

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Lovesick -Choi Yeonjun

Falling in love was a new feeling for you, and it didn’t really disliked you. Seeing his smile every day wondering why you feel this way every time he laughed at something you say, it was confusing, but you were falling. Choi Yeonjun, what have you done to me?

Pairings: afab!reader x nonidol!yeonjun

Warnings: toxic relationship, mentions of kissing, slow burn, might contain grammar mistakes. a holiday cliché (oops), lots of fluff.

Wc: 11.7 k

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Lovesick by Laufey

The feeling of warmth embracing you as you woke up. Arms hugging you tightly, wrapped around your waist. The soft breathing of someone by your side. A weight in your chest where he slept so peacefully.

If months ago you would’ve told yourself that you were in love, you wouldn’t have believed it.

The bell of the door rang announcing that someone entered the café. You turned your head and greeted the two customers with a smile once the couple reached the counter.

“Welcome! What can I get for you?” You saw that the girl rolled her eyes and left her partner on the counter as she made her way to sit on one of the tables, he looked at you apologetically.

“Uh I’ll have a coffee and… what’s the November special?” He asked.

“Oh it’s apple cinnamon tea.” You smiled. It was your idea to add that to the menu.

“Sounds nice, I’ll have that.” You nodded and typed on the computer.

“At what name should I register the order?” You asked as you took the cup and a marker.

“Yeonjun.” He said giving you a small smile.

You wrote his name in the cup. “Alright Yeonjun, I’ll call you when your order’s ready.” You offered a small smile and turned to start preparing the drinks.

“Jiseok mind helping me? Your shift hasn’t ended.” Jiseok rolled his eyes.

“I’m too tired.” Jiseok placed his head on your shoulder.

“You haven’t done a single thing today.” You handed him a cup. “So start doing something or you won’t even get a tip.” He sighed.

Once you finished the drinks you called Yeonjun. He walked towards the counter, just when he was about to reach the drinks he knocked over the salt that was on top of the counter.

“I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t worry.”

You were about to pick it up but your hands touched when attempting to pick the salt up. You looked at him embarrassed, and handed him his drinks with a small ‘thank you’.

You turned around and saw Jiseok side eyeing you. You gave him a confused look.

“What?” He snickered and you hit his arm.

“That was so embarrassing.” You rolled your eyes.

You were about to reply when you heard someone talking very loud. Both of you turned around and saw the girl Yeonjun was with, making a scene.

“What was that? Yeonjun I swear you do this all the time!” She exclaimed as she looked at him with anger.

“What do you mean? I didn’t do anything-“ Yeonjun stopped mid sentence when this girl threw the cup of hot tea all over his shirt.

Jiseok and you looked at the scene with wide eyes. The girl left shutting the door behind her.

Yeonjun stayed there sitting looking down, you could tell he was embarrassed about the whole situation, as he placed his head on his hands.

Jiseok elbowed you on the arm, and gestured for you to go.

“I’m going if you’re going.” You whispered, he rolled his eyes and walked with you towards Yeonjun.

“Hey man, everything alright?” Yeonjun turned to look at the both of you with shame.

“Yeah, I’m sorry about that. I’ll help you clean if you want.” He stood up and you stopped him.

“No, no, it’s okay. We’ll clean it, don’t worry. I’ll get napkins for you.” You walked back to the counter and grabbed some napkins for him.

You handed him the napkins and Jiseok brought his sweatshirt and gave it to Yeonjun.

“Oh no, it’s okay, don’t worry.” Yeonjun refused the offer of the sweatshirt.

“It’s cold outside, you should take it. Don’t worry about it, I have another one.” Jiseok shrugged handing it to Yeonjun.

“I hope this wasn’t a problem for you. This was very embarrassing. I’m sorry.” You could tell he was ashamed of the situation, and you couldn't help but to feel bad for him.

“It’s okay, you’re not the one that should be embarrassed.” You grabbed the mop and started cleaning some of the tea that spilled.

“Yeah, was that your girlfriend?” Jiseok asked and sat down.

“Yes, she is my girlfriend. But it’s like the seventh time we break up in the last two months.” Yeonjun sighed.

“Is she always like this?” You said a bit hesitant, you didn’t want to sound intrusive.

“Most of the time, yeah. I guess I’m an idiot for not noticing the type of person she is.” Yeonjun replied as he attempted to clean himself with the napkins.

Jiseok and you looked at each other feeling sorry for him. He really looked like a kind person.

And that was the first time you met Yeonjun.

A few days later, you walked towards the bus stop. Your work wasn’t exactly close to your apartment, so you had to take the bus there.

Struggling to wrap your scarf around your neck with one hand, bag and keys in the other one, you accidentally elbowed someone that was walking next to you.

You turned to say sorry but you were surprised to see that the person you hit, was Yeonjun.

“I’m very sorry, I didn’t see you.” Embarrassment covered your face, as a red blush appeared on your cheeks.

“It’s okay, don’t worry.” He gave you a soft smile. “Are you going to work?” You nodded.

“Yeah, I’m actually a bit late now.”

“Oh, well I guess we’re both late then.” He shrugged and you gave him a confused look.

“We? As in you and me?” You asked.

“Ah yeah, forgot to mention. I got a job in the café.” He said and you looked at him surprised.

“You did? That’s nice.” You actually were happy that Yeonjun was going to start working with Jiseok and you. Since the day of the incident with his girlfriend, you couldn’t help but to think about him. “May I ask why? Oh wait, I don’t mean to be nosy, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.” You looked away a little embarrassed.

He chuckled at this. “It’s okay. I got fired from my last job, I uh… worked in the company of my ex girlfriend’s dad. So when I broke up with her, she got me fired.” He sighed.

“Oh god, I’m sorry to hear that.” You looked at him a little worried.

“It’s alright, I wanted to leave that job anyway. I was getting tired of being in an office all day. And working in the café seems interesting, I just want to feel productive.” He shrugged.

“Well, I’m glad you applied, we do need more staff. Jiseok and I are the only ones working there. Although it gets a little boring sometimes, we don’t have that many customers.” You chuckled.

It was true, you normally didn’t have that many customers, but now that the cold season started, the number of customers usually increases. Or at least you hope it does.

“It’s alright, I’m sure we’ll do fine.”

The bus arrived and you both sat next to each other and talked on your way to the café. When you arrived, Jiseok was cleaning the counters and getting the coffee machines ready.

You opened the door and the bell rang.

“Finally, I thought you weren’t coming, I was about to use the speakers to play my-“ He stopped when he turned to see you. He clearly wasn’t expecting to see Yeonjun.

You made an awkward eye contact with him for a few seconds.

“Oh, welcome back, are going to order something?” Jiseok asked looking at Yeonjun.

“Actually I’m here to work.” He smiled and Jiseok widened his eye surprised.

“Is that why there was another apron in the staff room?” You nodded.

“Come on Yeonjun, we’ll show you how everything works.”

After a while, you and Jiseok explained to Yeonjun everything he needed to know about the place, how the coffe machines work, how to prepare the drinks, clean the counters, etc.

Your shifts came to an end, and it was time to close the store. Yeonjun seemed awfully quiet the last hour of his shift.

“Hey Yeonjun, are you okay?” Jiseok asked while he mopped the floor. Yeonjun was cleaning the counters with a very serious expression. He hadn’t said a single word in the last 40 minutes.

“Hm? Yeah, I’m okay.” His half smile wasn’t convincing to either of you. But Jiseok didn’t want to push it to far and just nodded.

When it was time to close the shop, Yeonjun finally spoke, once you were already outside with your coats and scarves.

“Hey guys, do you know any place around here that I could stay just tonight?” He said not meeting your eyes. Jiseok and you looked at each other confused.

“Well, I don’t think you can find much places here. They’re all very expensive around this area.” You said putting your hand in your coat’s pockets. Yeonjun stayed quiet for a moment as if he was thinking too much about something.

“You live far from here?” Jiseok asked.

“Uh yeah, I live far from the city. I’m looking for apartments around here.” Yeonjun responded.

“Well you can stay in our apartment tonight, it’s getting late and buses take too long here.” Jiseok suggested this to him and his eyes sparkled.

When he agreed, the three of you went to the bus station. Your apartment wasn’t close, but it definitely was closer than Yeonjun’s place. The three of you arrived to the apartment.

Yeonjun was feeling slightly nervous, Jiseok and you have been really nice to him, and he certainly didn’t want to bother you.

“Here we are.” Jiseok opened the door and stepped aside. As you entered, you notice Yeonjun looked around, he seemed a little uncomfortable.

“Your apartment is very big. It’s really pretty.” Yeonjun said looking at you two.

“Oh, it’s my dad’s apartment. He basically pays for this apartment.” Jiseok explained.

“Oh, it’s your dad’s? Are you sure it’s okay for me to stay here? I don’t want to intrude.” Yeonjun spoke more nervously.

“Nah, it’s fine. My dad never comes around. He doesn’t even know yn lives here.” Jiseok chuckled and you shrugged. “He lives in another city far away. So I don’t see him that often, just in uh… Christmas?” He explained.

“Oh alright.” He said shyly taking off his coat too.

“I have to get going, I’ll see you guys later.” He took what a guitar case that was leaning next to the door and left.

“He’s in a band, they usually practice at night, when they’re all done with their works and stuff.” You said sitting down in the couch.

“That’s so cool. I’ve always wanted to be in a band.” Yeonjun followed your steps and at next to you. It seemed more relaxed than he was a few minutes ago.

“Really? That’s nice. I’ve never thought of it. But it’s nice when Jiseok talks about his band.” You said smiling. “So, how was your first day at work? Did you like it?” You asked trying to make him feel more comfortable.

“Yeah, it was nice. I enjoyed working with you. It’s very relaxing to work in a quiet place, you know? I was used to be in an office where people always went in and out everyday.” He sighed.

“May I ask how did you meet your ex girlfriend?” You didn’t wanted to be nosy, but you really wanted to know more about him.

"I met Harin in high school.” He paused and took a deep breath. “She wasn’t always like that, I honestly don’t know what happened. When we graduated we moved together, her dad gave me a great job at his company, and we were happy. My future was assured there.” You felt bad for him, how everything perished for him after that breakup. “But suddenly she started getting possessive over me, and got jealous of my friends. That’s when everything went down.”

Yeonjun had a perfect life, good job, a nice house, a good relationship, close friends. But he lost all of that.

“I’m very sorry that happened, Yeonjun.” He half smiled.

“It’s in the past now, I wasn’t happy there so I don’t really care anymore.” He reassured you. “But that’s enough about me. Tell me more about you.”

Yeonjun was a curious person, since the first time he met you, he felt intrigued, he wanted to know you better.

“Uh well, I used to live in a small town. You know, those towns where you're walking on the street and see cows. I lived with my grandma, she took care of me my whole life. My parents were always working so I could get a better education. So all I could do was study, since there weren’t a lot of things I could do there.” You explained. You don’t always talk about yourself, but opening up to someone who really wanted to know you was nice.

“And how did you end up here?” He asked crossing his leg getting into a more comfortable position.

“I got a scholarship in a high school, so I moved here. There’s where I met Jiseok. He was always skipping classes and never did his homework. He never really cared about school. So I tutored him, that’s how we started hanging out.”

Yeonjun nodded, your life seemed very interesting to him. How you left your hometown to come to study to a city. Something about you made him drawn to you, he definitely wanted to know you better.

And that’s how a month went by, working in the café, hanging out with Yeonjun and Jiseok, watching Jiseok’s band perform, going back home and have late night talks with Yeonjun.

Everything happened so nicely, all three of you became closer. It was as if you knew Yeonjun your whole life. You got to trust him in a small amount of time, and the same for him. He felt more comfortable living with both Jiseok and you, and working together, than he ever did in the past when he worked in an office.

Things at work also improved, you had more customers now. In reality there were only girls who were interested in Yeonjun and started going more frequently just to see him, but customers are customers, and at least they actually bought things, leading to more tips.

The bell rang announcing a new customer, as the door opened the fresh breeze of the December air entered the café. As the bell jingled, and all eyes turned to see a familiar face—Harin. Her gaze immediately locked onto Yeonjun. All three of you stayed silent for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Yeonjun tensed, his hands gripping on a coffee cup he was holding a bit too tightly. The atmosphere in the café shifted as your eyes met Jiseok's, both of you silently acknowledging the sudden change.

"Yeonjun," she called out, walking closer to the counter where Yeonjun was. He turned to face her, a sigh escaping his lips.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, his tone sounded as if he was tired or annoyed.

She ignored his question and glanced around the café, her eyes narrowing as they landed on you and Jiseok. A smirk played on her lips, and it was evident that she was relishing the discomfort she was causing.

"Found yourself some new job, I see. Or is it something more?" Her eyes flickered between Yeonjun and you, a not-so-subtle insinuation hanging in the air.

A small flashback appeared on his mind when her eyes turned to look at you. The day when they came to the café for the first time, when she threw the hot tea at him. She started telling Yeonjun how he always flirted with everyone in front of her, and turned into an argument.

"I'm just here to enjoy a cup of coffee. Is that too much to ask?" she said with a false innocence, finally tearing her gaze away from you and Jiseok to focus solely on Yeonjun.

Yeonjun's jaw tightened, but before he could respond, you stepped forward. "If you're here for coffee, then feel free to order. But let's keep it civil, okay?" Your words were calm but deep down you actually felt nervous and a little intimidated by her presence. You didn´t want her to cause another scene like the one a month ago.

She huffed, clearly not expecting any resistance. "Fine, I'll have a latte."

As you prepared her latte, the tension lingered in the air. The café, that once had a sense of warmth, now felt cold and awkward. Yeonjun walked to the kitchen, not wanting to face Harin anymore.

Jiseok shot you a concerned look, silently communicating his readiness to step in if the situation escalated.

When you handed the latte to Yeonjun's ex, she took it with a mocking smile. "Thanks," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. You resisted the urge to react, maintaining your composure.

"Enjoy your coffee," you replied, your smile strained but polite.

She found an empty table, deliberately choosing one within sight of Yeonjun, and settled down with an air of triumph. The tension in the café only intensified, and you could feel the weight of everyone's eyes on the unfolding situation.

As Yeonjun emerged from the kitchen, he glanced at his ex-girlfriend, his expression a mix of frustration and resignation. It was clear that he didn't want any confrontation, yet the unresolved emotions lingered beneath the surface.

Jiseok approached Yeonjun, placing a supportive hand on his shoulder. "Don't let her get to you. We've got your back if she tries to do anything," he whispered. Yeonjun nodded appreciatively, offering a small but genuine smile.

Once she exited, Yeonjun let out a breath he seemed to have been holding since her arrival. "Thanks, guys. I appreciate you handling that with me."

"Anytime," Jiseok reassured him, exchanging a nod with you.

The atmosphere in the café gradually shifted back to its usual warmth. The regular customers, sensing the resolution of the tension, returned to their conversations and the familiar hum of the coffee grinder resumed its comforting rhythm.

After the café closed for the day, you, Jiseok, and Yeonjun returned home, the events of the encounter with Yeonjun's ex-girlfriend still fresh in your minds. The walk back was unusually quiet, each of you lost in your thoughts.

Upon reaching the apartment, Jiseok broke the silence. "Well, that was unexpected. I didn't think she'd show up here."

Yeonjun nodded, still processing the encounter. "Yeah, me neither. I thought I had left all that drama behind."

You opened the door, leading the way into the apartment. "Let´s just forget about it, alright? And hope she doesn´t come back."

It was late, so you decided to go to bed and rest. Yeonjun still felt uneasy, he wasn´t expecting that and it clearly made him uncomfortable to think that she might show up again.

Over breakfast next morning, as you, Yeonjun, and Jiseok discussed the day ahead, Yeonjun's thoughts betrayed him. "I can't shake the feeling that I'm being watched," he admitted, a furrow forming on his brow.

Jiseok, mid-bite into his toast, looked up with a raised eyebrow. "Watched? What do you mean?"

Yeonjun sighed. "I mean, how did she even find out I work at the café? It's not like I've been broadcasting it."

You exchanged a knowing glance with Jiseok, not knowing really what to say. "Maybe it's just a coincidence," you suggested, attempting to ease the tension. "She could have seen you during one of your shifts or heard about it from someone else."

Yeonjun nodded, still uncertain. "Yeah, maybe. It just feels like she knew exactly where to find me."

"Well, no use stressing about it now. Let's just focus on the café today, and if anything else comes up, we'll help you. Plus we´re already late." Jiseok said standing up once he realized the time.

Throughout the day, Yeonjun couldn't help but glance over his shoulder, as if half-expecting his ex to reappear. The routine of taking orders, preparing drinks, and engaging with customers provided a distraction, but the unsettling thought lingered in the back of his mind.

Eventually he was forced to leave his thought aside and focus in helping you to put up some Christmas decorations around the café. You retrieved boxes of Christmas decorations from storage, and soon the café was filled with a calm sound of holiday tunes and the scent of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the aroma of cinnamon and pine.

Soon, strings of twinkling lights adorned the counters, wreaths adorned the walls, and a small Christmas tree graced a corner, surrounded by carefully wrapped gifts.

As the last customer left, the three of you decided to stay a little later to put the finishing touches on the Christmas decorations. The café was now aglow with festive lights, ornaments, and the inviting aroma of holiday spices.

Jiseok rummaged through the box of decorations and pulled out a sprig of mistletoe. With a confused look, he held it up. "Didn´t know we had this. Should we hang it somewhere?"

You chuckled at his antics, not thinking much of it. "Sure, why not? It adds to the holiday charm."

Jiseok found the perfect spot near the entrance and secured the mistletoe with a small piece of ribbon. He stepped back, admiring his handiwork. "There we go, now we just need some victims to walk under it."

The three of you continued with the decorations, while you and Yeonjun decorated the Christmas tree near the entrance and Jiseok hung paper snowflakes on the counters.

After a while, as the last of the decorations were hung, Jiseok cleared his throat, drawing your attention. "Hey, what´s that hanging above your heads?."

You and Yeonjun turned toward the entrance and were met with the sight of the mistletoe hanging above. Jiseok wore an expectant expression, clearly delighted with the situation.

Yeonjun's eyes met yours. You had never seen him the way you did that night, his eyes sparkling with the christmas lights around, his black hair tickling his forehaed, his skin glowing with the dim light around you. You felt your stomach turn, a sensation you've never felt before.

When you realized you were staring a lot, a blush covered your cheeks making you look away. Yeonjun chuckled moving his hand up and ruffled your hair.

"Let's continue decorating." He lowered himself to whisper in your ear leaving you completely flustered. He simply walked away towards Jiseok and helped him with the snowflakes.

With the decorating complete, the three of you stepped back to admire your work. The mistletoe, now just another element of the festive display.

As you gathered to leave the café, the festive lights casting a warm glow on your faces, You approached Yeonjun, a soft smile on his lips. "Thanks for helping out tonight. It was fun."

You returned the smile, the flustered feeling subsiding. "Yeah, it was. We should do this again next year."

Jiseok placed an arm around your shoulder. "Maybe next time, we'll be more prepared for the mistletoe." Your face turned red, and you flicked his forehead.

That night, when you got home, Yeonjun found himself lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. The events of the evening played over and over in his mind like a loop, and he couldn't shake the profound effect it had on him.

As he lay there in the quiet darkness, Yeonjun couldn't help but think about you in a different light. Your laughter echoed in his ears, and the image of your blushing face beneath the mistletoe lingered in his mind. Thoughts raced through Yeonjun's mind as he pondered the subtle changes in his feelings. He recalled the way your eyes met his, the warmth of your presence, and the genuine connection he felt with you.

As you layed in bed, you turned to turn off the light of the lamp on your bedside table. Remebering the feeling of being close to Yeonjun earlier made your heart race in a way that you've never felt. All you could see in your head was him.

"What is happening to me?" You wondered, running a hand through your hair in frustration. You weren't accustomed to feeling this way, and the unfamiliar emotions left you both bewildered and intrigued.

Days later, Jiseok invited Yeonjun and you to a small bar where he would be performing with his band. The night was cold as you left the apartment with Yeonjun, Jiseok had to leave earlier to rehearse before the show.

You rubbed your hands together hoping to produce some heat.

"You forgot your gloves?" Yeonjun asked, stopping you to look at him.

"Yeah, I forgot them on my bed." You chuckled.

He took your hand suddenly, intertwining your fingers and putting both of your hands on the pocket of his coat. "Hope this helps." He gave you a soft smile and continued walking, forcing you to walk at his pace.

Your mind went blank with this, a blush covering your whole face. You tried to hold back a smile, while your mind was on a debate of your feelings.

As you walked together, his pace dictated by the linked hands, a quiet excitement and nervous energy lingered between you two. The city lights flickered in the distance, and the streets felt quieter than usual, creating a calm air of tranquility around the two of you.

Yeonjun glanced at you, his gaze holding a warmth that matched the shared space in his coat pocket. "You okay? Not too cold, I hope."

The genuine concern in his voice brought a soft smile to your face. "No, I'm good. Thanks to your hand-warmer solution."

He chuckled. "Glad I could be of service."

The bar where Jiseok's band was performing came into view, its neon sign casting a colorful glow on the sidewalk. As you approached, Yeonjun didn't release your hand.

Inside the place, the low hum of conversations mixed with the tuning of instruments. Jiseok spotted the two of you and waved, his eyes widening as he noticed your intertwined hands.

You looked down feeling your cheeks burn while Yeonjun waved back with his free hand. You find an empty table near the stage and sat together, Yeonjun subtly scooting closer to you.

The concert begun after a few minutes, the sound of the drums and bass filled the air. You looked at the band, smiling as you saw Jiseok playing his guitar, he always looked so happy on stage.

At some point of the night, Yeonjun leaned to your ear. "They're really good." The feeling of his warm breath hitting your aer had your head spinning. You saw his smirk from the corner of your eye.

"Yeah, they are," you replied, trying to hide the subtle nervousness in your voice.

After the concert, Jiseok joined the both of you and decided to get some drinks for the three of you.

As you settled into a cozy corner of the bar, the dim lighting casting a warm glow over the surroundings, the conversation flowed seamlessly.

Your conversation was interrupted by a familiar voice calling Yeonjun's name. You turned to see that Harin was there.

"Yeonjun, can we talk? Please." Her expression seemed serious, like she wanted to talk about something important. She didn't even acknowledge Jiseok and you.

Without looking at her, Yeonjun nodded and stood up from his chair, leading her outside the place.

Your eyes followed him as a short sigh escaped your lips. Jiseok looked at you and placed a hand above yours.

"He'll be fine, don't worry." He gave a light squeeze on your hand.

Your heart raced as you watch them talk outside the window, feeling nervous about the whole situation. You couldn't help but to think that she might want Yeonjun back, and it scared you even more that he would accept that.

Even if he had already made it clear several times in the past that he doesn't want anything to do with her anymore, he did had his future assured with her.

You saw how she started raising her voice, pointing at his chest with her index while her expression seemed angry. Yeonjun just looked down at her, his jaw tightened and and his arms crossed.

After what felt like an eternity, Yeonjun reentered the bar, his expression unreadable. Yeonjun took a deep breath and looked at both you and Jiseok. "Let's finish our drinks and head home," he suggested, the weight of the conversation still evident in his eyes.

Once you arrived to the apartment, Yeonjun sat quietly on the dark living room. Jiseok went to his room, and you debated wether you should talk to Yeonjun or go back to your room.

Something told you that he might need someone to talk to, so you went to the living room and sat next to him.

Yeonjun remained silent, his gaze fixed on some point in the room. You hesitated for a moment before gently breaking the silence. "Hey, are you okay?"

He sighed, running a hand through his hair, and finally turned to look at you. "Yeah, just... wasn't expecting that."

You nodded. "If you want to talk about it, I'm here. And if not, that's okay too."

Yeonjun appreciated the gesture, a small but genuine smile appearing on his face. "Thanks. It's just... complicated. I thought things were behind us, you know?"

"What did she tell you? She looked pretty angry." You tried to pick the correct words, you didn't want to make him feel forced into telling you what happened.

Yeonjun took a deep breath, his gaze flickering as if processing the recent events. "She wanted to talk about us, about our past," he began, his tone carrying frustration. "She's struggling with the breakup, and it seems like she wants to go back to how things were."

"She's having a hard time accepting that it's over. I tried to make it clear that we've both moved on," Yeonjun continued. "But it's tough, you know? We had a life together, and now she's dealing with the aftermath."

"Breakups are never easy. It's understandable that she's struggling with the changes. But you made the right choice for yourself, and that's important." You've never had a relationship before, so you don't really know how breaking up with someone feels like, you've just seen it movies and books.

Yeonjun sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, I know. It's just... seeing her like that, it brought back memories, you know?"

The weight of his words hung in the air. Your chest feeling strangely heavy, as if you were getting hurt by his words not really knowing why.

"Do you...miss her?" You felt worried he might actually miss her, your heart ached at the thought of it.

His response was measured, taking a deep breath before answering, as if carefully choosing his words. "I miss the person she used to be, the one I fell in love with. But I don't miss the way things ended up between us. It became toxic, and staying in that wouldn't have been healthy for either of us."

You nodded and somehow felt slightly relieved by this. "Would you give her another chance? If she says she'll change." Your words escaped your lips, inside you felt worried that he might want to go back.

He thought for a moment. "I don't think so," he finally replied. "The issues we had weren't just about her behavior; it was deeper than that. Going back wouldn't fix the fundamental problems we had. People change, but some things are better left in the past."

You placed your hand on top of his without thinking, as a way of reassurance.

"I appreciate your concern," Yeonjun added, meeting your eyes, a soft smile on his lips. "I'm moving on from that, I feel better now, Jiseok and you have been very nice to me, I really appreciate you."

"We just want you to be happy, and you're our friend, we'll never leave your side."

Yeonjun's expression softened, your words had made him feel safe there. He felt home.

After a comfortable silence, Yeonjun decided it was time to go to bed. "It's getting late, you should get some sleep." As the both of you stood up from the couch, you felt Yeonjun tug on your sleeve and pulled you into a hug.

His actions left you surprised, your heart fluttered at the feeling of his warmth. You slowly wrapped your arms around him hugging him back. His chin resting above your head, he muttered a 'thank you' and you squeezed him slightly tighter in response.

After a moment, Yeonjun released the hug, and a genuine smile played on his lips. "Goodnight," he said, his eyes staring into yours making your head spin.

"Goodnight," you replied, watching as he headed to his room.

The next day you sat in the living room, cross-legged on the couch while you stared at the wall, letting your thoughts flood your head. Yeonjun had left earlier, he said he wanted to help with the groceries.

Jiseok noticed your silence, and sat next to you. "You're very quiet today, what are you thinking about?"

You hesitated, unsure of how to talk about your feelings with him. "I've never felt like this before, Jiseok. It's confusing."

He stared at you blankly. "What's confusing?"

"My feelings, I don't know what I'm feeling. I couln't take him out of my mind all night. My stomach, it was weird, it felt as if I was nervous. Like that time when we didn't study for the physics exam, and we got the lowest score of all and the teacher told the whole class." Jiseok's eyes widened when he heard those words.

"Him? What him? Yeonjun?" He took your shoulder making you look at him.

You nodded shyly. "Yeah, Yeonjun."

Jiseok's eyes widened with realization as your words sank in. "Yeonjun?" Jiseok echoed. "You mean you're feeling... something for him?"

You nodded, confusion flooding your thoughts. "I don't know what it is. I've never felt this way before, and it's just... strange. It's like my stomach has a million butterflies, and my thoughts keep drifting back to him."

"Well, it seems like someone might have a little crush. Never thought I'd see the day."

Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and you lightly punched Jiseok's arm. "It's not like that! I mean, maybe it is, but it's just confusing. I've never been in love before, and it feels weird. I feel like I'm going mad."

"Love is confusing, that's for sure. But hey, it's not a bad thing. Yeonjun's a good guy. Maybe you should talk to him about it?"

"Of course not!" The idea of telling him your strange feelings for him terrified you. You could see a million of possibilities of how it could go wrong.

"Why not? It's clear he has a thing for you too." You shook your head as a response.

"No he doesn't, he's just nice, that´s it. Plus, how can he like me? We met like a month ago?" You were already feeling nervous at the thought of it.

"Sometimes, things just click. And a month can be enough to feel a certain way about someone."

You sighed, feeling a mix of frustration and uncertainty. "But what if it ruins our friendship? What if he doesn't feel the same way, and it becomes awkward between us?"

Jiseok shrugged, a more serious look on his face. "Well, you won't know unless you talk to him. And if he's as good a guy as we think he is, even if he doesn't feel the same way, he'll understand and won't let it ruin your friendship."

It made sense in some way, you definitely didn't want to ruin your frienship with Yeonjun, he was one of your closest friends, even if it hurt you in some way that he was just that.

As you contemplated the possibilities, Jiseok gave you a reassuring pat on the back. "Listen, whatever you decide, just remember that your feelings are valid. And whether it leads to something more or not, you guys have a solid friendship. It's worth exploring, and Yeonjun seems like someone who would understand."

That night, when Yeonjun had already gotten back home, you sat on the living room again, as the three of you decided to watch a holiday movie together. Jiseok purposely sat on the edge of the couch, leaving only the space in the middle available.

You shot him a glare as you sat in between him and Yeonjun.

"What should we watch?" Yeonjun spoke as he scrolled down options on the T.V.

"I don't really like Christmas movies." Jiseok leaned back on the couch. Yeonjun chuckled.

"Should we watch something else then?" He proposed.

"Actually I'm really tired, you guys watch something, I'm going to bed." Jiseok stood up smiling to himself and left you and Yeonjun alone.

You looked at each other at the same time making you look away feeling shy all of the sudden, which made Yeonjun smile.

"Well, I guess it's just the two of us now." You nodded, your gaze finally meeting his.

"Do you still want to watch a movie? You can pick any movie you like, I don't really mind." You tried to not talk fast like you always did when you were nervous.

This felt different, now that you've realized you had feelings for Yeonjun. You missed when you didn't feel nervous around him.

"Actually, I wanted to invite you somewhere, are you up for it?" His smile was soft.

"Like right now?" He nodded. "Um alright." You felt butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

"Great, come on. Bring your coat." He stood up from the couch and you followed. "Oh, and bring your gloves. If you want to, I mean, I could always hold your hand if you decide to forget them again." A smirk spread across his face, his words leaving you completely flustered. You could only nod and walk as fast as you could towards your room.

Yeonjun chuckled as he watch you race to your room, and he walked to his. He didn't know why he say that, but the way you looked when you blushed, made his heart go crazy.

He waited for you at the door, once you had your coat on and gloves, he opened the door for you. As you walked out there was a comfortable silence.

"Where are we going?" You broke the silence looking up at him.

"I went for a walk earlier, and I found a place that you might like." He smiled at you and you continued walking. As the walk continued he looked down to see that you brought your gloves making him chuckle. "I see you didn't forget your gloves this time."

A blush covered your cheeks. "Yeah, I didn't want to freeze."

He chuckled softly. "Well, I'm glad you remembered. Though, I wouldn't have minded lending you a hand to keep warm. And I thought you liked it when I held your hand." A smirk appeared on his face.

"I never say I didn't." You followed his game, not really knowing where this sudden boldness came from.

His eyebrows raised playfully, and he gave you a teasing side glance. "Oh, so you do like it, huh?"

"Well, just to keep my hands warm." You said laughing nervously.

"Ah, too bad. I was going to hold your hand, but since you brought your gloves, I don't think it's necessary anymore." He walked a little further leaving you behind purposely.

You walked faster matching his step and grabbed his hand surprising him. "I don't mind holding your hand even when I'm not cold!" Your own words surprised you.

His smirk returning to his lips. "Well, in that case," he began, squeezing your hand gently, "I guess I'll just have to find other excuses to hold your hand."

You felt your cheeks grow warm, the realization of what you'd just admitted sinking in. Your heart beating fast just like every time you're close to him.

The walk stopped when you reached a park, you recognized it because of the stone bridge across the lake. You haven't been here in a while.

"Here we are." Yeonjun smiled looking down at you. "I thought you might like it here, I remember you told me about the lake back in your hometown, the one that froze every winter and you skated with your cousins." He squeezed your hand gently. "I thought this place might bring back some fond memories for you. And, well... I wanted to create some new ones with you too."

You looked up at him, touched by his thoughtfulness. The lake reflected the soft glow of the streetlights, creating a serene atmosphere around you. The world seemed to slow down, it was only the two of you, no one else.

"Thank you, Yeonjun," you whispered, feeling a mix of emotions. "For this, for everything." You felt your eyes teary, remembering your childhood always made you nostalgic, and being here with Yeonjun reliving a precious memory from your past made it better.

"I just wanted to see you smile." He squeezes your hand. "Now, I don't have skates, but I think we can do it anyway." You followed him to the edge of the lake.

The lake's surface was smooth, the cold air having solidified the water into a pristine sheet of ice. The surrounding trees were adorned with a light dusting of snow, casting a dreamlike glow over the scene.

"Are you sure you want to do it?" you asked hesitant, it might not be the brightest idea to walk on a frozen lake.

He grinned. "Why not? We'll just try. Come on." Yeonjun began to carefully step onto the ice, testing its strength. "It seems solid enough. Just be careful, hold my hand."

With tentative steps, you stepped over the frozen surface. Not knowing if you were shaking because of your nerves or because of the cold breeze hitting your face.

Yeonjun held your hand firmly, providing both support and reassurance. "Just take it slow," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the soft rustling of the winter wind. "Just hold my hand, I'll guide you."

Your nerves eased slowly with every step you took, and without noticing, you were already standing in the middle of the lake. Your hand still in Yeonjun's. Once you stopped he smiled down at you.

"See? It wasn't that bad." You looked up at him. He looked beautiful, his cheeks and nose red from the cold, his eyes reflecting the city lights, his lips parted slightly, everything about him was beautiful.

He looked down at you so lovingly, his eyes getting lost in yours. His heart beating fast when he noticed how close you were to each other. He broke the eye contact when he saw small flakes of snow falling from above.

The first snow of the season.

You turned to look around, seeing how the snow fell covering everything around you. "It's snowing." You whispered to yourself.

"It's pretty isn't it?" Yeonjun moved closer to you, feeling the slight warmth of his body next to yours. Looking up to see his face again, smiles on your lips.

Yeonjun moved up his hand placing it on your cheek, the soft material of his gloves caressing your skin. Your lips parted slightly, his thumb brushed your cheek softly. The distance between you two closing slowly.

"You had a snowflake on your cheek." He whispered.

His fingers gently traced your jawline, brushing away the lone snowflake that had settled there. The cold from his touch contrasted sharply with the warmth that radiated between you.

"Thank you." You whsipered back. The world seemed to stop, leaving you both in that moment, trying to hold onto it to remember it forever.

"Make a wish, yn. It's the first snow of the season."

Closing your eyes for a brief moment, you took a deep breath, allowing the crisp winter air to fill your lungs. A soft smile tugged at your lips as you made your wish, the words forming silently in your heart.

Yeonjun watched you intently, his eyes soft and full of curiosity. "What did you wish for?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

You shook your head, keeping your wish a secret. "I can't tell you, or it won't come true."

He chuckled softly, pulling you closer into his embrace. "Alright." He paused, his gaze turning thoughtful. "I made a wish too."

"What did you wish for?" You whispered again.

"I wished for you to give me something... something you owe me." His smile persistent on lips.

"Something I owe you? What's that?" You asked.

"You owe me a kiss. You didn't kiss me under the mistletoe the other day."

Your cheeks flushed, the memory of that awkward moment flooding back. "Oh, that's right." You chuckled nervously, trying to hide your embarrassment. "I guess I owe you then."

He leaned in closer, his eyes searching yours for any sign of hesitation. Finding none, he whispered, "Well, then, it's time to collect."

"I've never kissed anyone before..." Your words came out nervously as he leaned in.

A soft smile tugged at the corners of Yeonjun's lips, his gaze gentle and reassuring. "It's okay," he murmured, his lips almost meeting yours. "Just follow my lead."

As the snow continued to fall gently around you, Yeonjun closed the distance, capturing your lips in a soft, lingering kiss that felt like the perfect culmination of all the emotions and moments you'd shared. The world around you faded away, leaving just the two of you and the gentle whisper of snowflakes dancing in the air.

The kiss was gentle, and soft. His warm lips perfectly pressed against yours, it was slow, meant to reassure rather than to overwhelm. His touch was soft, guiding you through the motions, teaching without words. It was an innocent kiss, filled with love and tenderness.

When the kiss finally ended, you pulled back slightly, eyes wide and breathless. Yeonjun was looking at you with a softness that made your heart flutter.

"See? Not so scary," he whispered, pressing a light kiss to your forehead.

"I think you read my mind, Jun." He tilted his head slightly to the side, and you continued. "I wished for this to happen."

His eyes sparkled with warmth, reflecting the soft glow of the city lights and the fresh snow beneath your feet. "Did you now?" Yeonjun replied, his voice filled with a mix of surprise and delight. "Well, it seems our wishes aligned perfectly then.

After you stepped out of the frozen lake, Yeonjun pulled you into a hug, his arms wrapping around your neck, your face now pressed against his chest. For a moment, you allowed yourself to get lost in the embrace, relishing the closeness and the unspoken bond that had grown between you. The world outside faded away, leaving behind just the two of you in your own bubble.

Eventually, Yeonjun gently pulled away, his hands lingering on your shoulders as he looked down into your eyes. "You okay?" he asked softly, concern evident in his gaze.

You nodded, a warm smile forming on your lips. "More than okay," you replied, feeling a sense of contentment wash over you. "I'm with you, after all."

His eyes sparkled with affection, and he leaned down to plant a soft kiss on your forehead. "Let's head back," he suggested.

The walk back home was silent, walking close to each other. Once they reached the apartment, the dim lights cast a warm glow across the room, creating a cozy atmosphere that felt inviting.

Yeonjun turned to you, his eyes searching yours for a moment. "Tonight was... unexpected," he began, a hint of nervousness evident in his voice, "but I'm glad it happened."

When Yeonjun was with you, he felt more like himself, you made him feel like a teenager in love. With you, Yeonjun felt a renewed sense of joy, as if the world was brighter and more vibrant. The weight of past heartaches and disappointments seemed to fade into the background, replaced by the exhilarating sensation of being genuinely cared for and understood.

You smiled, feeling a rush of emotions. "Me too," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.

"Good night, yn." He leaned down, his nose brushing your cheek, leaving a soft kiss on your cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Your heart skipped a beat at his touch. "Good night, Yeonjun," you whispered back, feeling a mix of excitement and warmth spread through you. As he walked away, you touched the spot on your cheek where he had kissed, a small smile playing on your lips.

The next morning you woke up and got ready for work. Today was the last day of work, since you'll be closing the café for the holidays. Upon reaching the café, the familiar scent of freshly brewed coffee and baked pastries greeted you. Yeonjun and Jiseok were already there, setting up for the day.

"Morning!" Jiseok greeted with his usual enthusiasm, while Yeonjun gave you a warm smile that made your heart flutter.

"Morning, guys," you replied, returning Yeonjun's smile.

As the day progressed, the café was filled with familiar faces, friends wishing you well for the holidays, and regular customers sharing their holiday plans. The atmosphere was festive, with holiday tunes playing softly in the background, and the sound of your bickering with Jiseok over who had the best music taste.

Jiseok went to the staff room to get some supplies, as you and Yeonjun attended the costumers. The bell on the door jingled once more, as you raised your head to greet the new costumer, you were left speechless.

"Yn? Are you alright?" Yeonjun noticed your sudden change.

"It's Jiseok's dad." You whispered subtly, panicking. "He can't see him here."

"What? Why?" Yeonjun was confused by this.

"I'll explain later, just take his order, I'll make sure he doesn't come out of the staff room." You quickly headed to where Jiseok was.

He was about to exit the room, when you pushed him back again and closed the door. He gave you a confused look.

"Um hi?" He said, he was holding the missing ingredients.

"Jiseok, your dad is here." His face went pale in seconds.

"My dad? But he was meant to come here until saturday. What is he doing here?" He started panicking.

"I don't know, Jiseok, but he's here now. Yeonjun is handling him at the counter. Just stay here until he leaves."

Jiseok never had a good relationship with his dad. Since he wasn't as good in school as his father wanted him to be, Jiseok started carings less and less about school because he knew nothing he did would please his father. His dream always was be in a band, so since he was little he entered a music school. He learned to play the guitar and to sing.

But when he finally entered a band, his father disapproved, considering it a mere distraction from Jiseok's academic responsibilities. This led to numerous arguments, with Jiseok feeling trapped between pursuing his passion and meeting his father's expectations.

Jiseok was smart, and very determined, so he told his dad he would leave the band and get better grades if he moved into an apartment by himself. Of course his dad loved the idea, he wasn't at home to look out for him anyway. So eventually he moved into an apartment by himself, he wasn't leaving the band though. But he needed to improve his grades.

And that's when he met you, one of the smartest people in your classes. Part of the scholarship you recieved required social service, which included tutoring other students. The stars really aligned for you two.

Jiseok's dad thought he worked in a big company, in an office with important people, or at least that's what he told him. He wasn't aware that his son worked in a small café with his two friends, that also happened to live with him. Even if Jiseok said he didn't care about what his dad thought about him, he was still scared of disppointing him if he discovered that he is not what he thinks.

Finally, Jiseok's dad finished his coffee and said his goodbyes to Yeonjun, exiting the café. You let out a sigh of relief, signaling Jiseok to come out.

Jiseok emerged from the staff room, his face still pale from the stress of the unexpected visit. "Thanks for handling that," he murmured, gratefully accepting a comforting pat on the back from Yeonjun.

"No worries," Yeonjun replied, offering a reassuring smile. "Everything okay between you two?"

Jiseok hesitated for a moment, glancing at you. "Yeah, yeah, it's fine. Just... unexpected, you know?"

As the last customer left and the door was locked behind them, Yeonjun let out a sigh of relief. "Finally, holiday break for us."

"We don't have to wake up early anymore." You said with a satisfied smile.

Jiseok grinned, stretching his arms above his head. "No more rushing to catch the morning bus or making sure the coffee machine is up."

As the three of you walked back home, you discussed about your plans for Christmas.

"Well, I have to go home and pretend to be a business man." Jiseok chuckled.

"I'm going back to my hometown, my grandma is counting the days for me to go back." You said, a smile on your lips at the memory of the warmth of your childhood house. "What about you, Yeonjun?"

He stayed silent for a second. "I think I'll stay here."

Jiseok raised an eyebrow. "Alone? During Christmas?"

"Yeah, my family doesn't really celebrate it, so it's not that important." He shrugged. His tone was serious, but he had a soft smile.

"You don't have to stay alone here. You can come with me if you want to, I'm sure my family would love to have you over." You smiled reassuringly.

Yeonjun looked touched by your offer, his eyes meeting yours. "Are you sure? I wouldn't want to interrupt your family time."

You shook your head. "It's fine, you won't be interrupting anything."

Yeonjun chuckled, the tension easing from his shoulders. "Alright, if you're sure it's okay, then I'd love to join you."

"I wish I could join you." Jiseok sighed frustrated.

"Oh Jiseok, you know my grandma doesn't really like you..."

"Oh right, good luck with her grandma." He turned to look at Yeonjun.

Two days before Christmas, Jiseok had already left. You and Yeonjun were the only ones in the apartment. You haven't really talked about what happened the other day in the lake, it made you nervous just to think about it.

It's not like Yeonjun was avoiding the topic, he just didn't know how to talk to you about it without wanting to kiss you again. Every time he thought about it, he remembered how the moment was perfect and how much he wished he could hold you close to him and kiss you again.

You distracted yourself packing up for your trip back home. Every now and then, you would steal a glance at Yeonjun, who seemed engrossed in wrapping some last-minute gifts.

Yeonjun cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "Do you need any help with packing? I can carry some bags for you."

You smiled gratefully, "Thanks." You handed him a suitcase, trying to ignore the flutter in your heart as your hands briefly touched.

You were taking the bus that night, it was a rather long trip, two or three hours. As you arrived to the station you told Yeonjun about your family, their traditions and how they're like.

Yeonjun listened intently as you spoke about your family. The bus station was bustling with activity, passengers hurrying to catch their rides, announcements blaring over the intercom.

"They're very traditional," you began, adjusting your bag on your shoulder. "Every Christmas Eve, we gather at my grandma's house. She prepares dinner, and the whole family comes together. We exchange gifts at midnight, although I prefer to open mine in the morning."

Yeonjun's eyes sparkled, he was excited to spend his Christmas with you and your family. "That sounds wonderful. It must be so heartwarming to be surrounded by family during the holidays."

As the bus pulled up to the station, you grabbed your bags, preparing to board. Yeonjun helped you with your luggage, his touch lingering just a moment longer than necessary. You boarded the us and took your seats, Yeonjun letting you sit next to the window.

Settling into your seat, you gazed out the window as the cityscape transformed into sprawling landscapes. The early winter scenery whizzed by, trees barren yet beautiful in their own way, fields blanketed in a light dusting of snow. The soft hum of the bus engine and the occasional passenger chatter provided a gentle background noise, lulling some into a nap while others, like you, lost themselves in their thoughts.

Beside you, Yeonjun seemed equally absorbed in the passing scenery. Every now and then, your arms brushed against each other, sending subtle tingles down your spine. You stole glances at him when you thought he wasn't looking, admiring the way his eyes reflected the passing lights and how his lips curved into a faint smile at some distant thought.

"Oh, I almost forgot. I made a playlist for you." Yeonjun said, as he took out his phone and headphones. "You said the trip was going to be long, so I made a playlist."

Your heart almost skipped a beat. "You did?" A soft smile in your lips.

"Yeah. I tried to add your favorite songs, and some of mine." He said handing you an earbud.

"Did you ask Jiseok?" You placed the earbud.

"Uh, actually I had a list on my notes of all the songs you said that were your favorites. You have a lot of favorite songs, you know?" He chuckled.

Curious, you scrolled through the playlist. Each song bringing back a memory. "I can't believe you remembered all of these," you admitted, genuinely touched by his gesture.

"I had to, they all remind me so much of you anyway."

As the trip continued, the both of you started feeling more and more tired. Yeonjun's head finally fell on your shoulder, leaving you still for a moment, but eventually relaxed and placed your head on top of his.

The rhythmic motion of the bus combined with the comforting warmth of Yeonjun beside you made it easy to drift into a light doze. Every now and then, he would shift slightly, adjusting his position, but never pulling away. The music from the playlist continued playing softly in the background, acting as a gentle lullaby.

As the bus neared your destination, you both stirred awake, stretching and rubbing the sleep from your eyes. Yeonjun looked at you, a sleepy smile on his face. "Did you sleep well?"

You nodded, returning his smile. "Yeah, I did."

The bus pulled into the station and the passengers started to gather their things. You stood up grabbing your bags, ready to leave the bus. Once you stepped out you looked around for your mom that would be waiting for you at the station to take you home.

Yeonjun felt nervous, he was going to meet your whole family. Hoping he makes a great impression, he tried to push down his nerves.

As you scanned the area for your mom, you finally spotted her familiar face, her eyes lighting up when she saw you. She waved excitedly, making her way toward you. "Yn! Oh, it's so good to see you!"

You hugged her tightly, inhaling the familiar scent of home. "I missed you." You whispered. Pulling back, you introduced Yeonjun. "Mom, this is Yeonjun. Yeonjun, meet my mom."

Yeonjun extended his hand with a friendly smile, "Hello, nice to meet you."

Your mom shook his hand with a welcoming smile. "I'm glad you came with, Yn."

Driving back home, the streets lined with twinkling Christmas lights, you couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment. You arrived home after a few minutes.

You quietly entered your chidhood house,

taking a moment to breathe in the familiar scent of pine and cinnamon that always seemed to linger in the air during the holiday season. Memories flooded back as you looked around, noting the little festive touches your mom had added to the decor over the years.

Yeonjun, stepping in behind you, seemed to be in awe of the cozy ambiance. The soft glow from the fireplace cast a warm light across the room, and the soft hum of a familiar Christmas tune played in the background.

You made your way to the living room, the house was quiet, everyone was probably asleep. You sat on the couch and Yeonjun followed you. Your mom left you two alone, asking you to be quiet since everyone was asleep.

For a moment, both of you simply sat in silence, lost in your own thoughts, taking in the serenity of the night. Yeonjun's hand brushed against yours on the couch, sending a jolt of electricity through you. He looked over, his eyes searching yours in the dim light.

"You know," he began softly, "being here, with you, feels like stepping into a different world. It's so peaceful."

You smiled, feeling the weight of his words. "I'm glad I could share it with you."

Staring at each other's eyes, leaning closer to each other, almost feeling the warmth of his breath on your lips. Yeonjun breaking the eye contact for a second to look down at your lips.

"Kiss me?" He whispered. His hand moved to cup your cheek, his thumb tracing the outline of your lower lip.

The soft glow from the Christmas lights outside illuminated Yeonjun's face, highlighting the earnestness in his eyes. Time seemed to stretch infinitely, every heartbeat echoing loudly in your ears.

Without uttering a word, you leaned forward, closing the gap between you. The world around you faded into insignificance as your lips met in a gentle kiss. It felt like a culmination of all the stolen glances, unspoken words, and silent yearnings that had passed between you.

Feeling Yeonjun's smile between the kiss, made you smile too. Pulling away slowly, his hand still on your cheek. A soft chuckle escaping his lips as he pulled you in a hug. You returned the embrace, the way he held you in his arms made you feel loved, and safe.

"We've kissed twice and you're still not mine." He whispered, your eyes widened at his words, your heart raced again, the amount of feeling were overwhelming.

Pulling away from the embrace you stared at him, trying to find a sign of hesitancy. He smiled bringing you close to him again, kissing your forehead. Your heart melted with his affection.

"I want to be with you, Yeonjun. I really do." Your words came out as a whisper.

"You don't know how long I've waited to hear those words," he murmured, his voice threaded with vulnerability.

The day of Christmas Eve, you woke up by the noise of your family starting their day. The soft chatter of your family members and the gentle clinking of dishes from the kitchen roused you from your sleep. The familiar sounds brought a comforting sense of nostalgia, reminding you of countless mornings spent in the warmth of your family home.

You walked out of your room and knocked on the door next to your room, where Yeonjun was staying. You waited a few minutes and he opened. He greeted you with a smile and pulled you into a hug.

"Morning." He pulled away, still having that smile.

"Morning, did you have a good sleep?" You asked.

"Yes, I slept really well."

"Come on, my family is probably waiting for us to have breakfast." You grabbed his hand leading the way to the kitchen.

Yeonjun's nerves came again, he forgot he still hadn't met your family. With his free hand he tried to fix his hair and his clothes to look more presentable.

"You look great," you whispered, noticing his sudden bout of nervousness. "They're going to love you."

He gave you a hesitant smile. "I just want to make a good impression."

"You will," you reassured, squeezing his hand reassuringly as you approached the kitchen.

As you entered the kitchen, your family turned to look at you. Smiles on their faces, grateful you were back home. As you greeted them you presented Yeonjun to everyone.

"Is he your boyfriend?" Your aunt asked. Your cheeks went bright red, not knowing what to say. He was your first boyfriend after all. You were abou to respond, but Yeonjun spoke first.

"Yes, I'm Yeonjun. Nice to meet you." He said confidently.

Your family welcomed Yeonjun, and everyone shared a nice breakfast, although your little cousins were all over Yeonjun asking him questions and inviting him to play Nintendo with them.

The day went on normal, you enjoyed all the time you were having with your family. Yeonjun helped your grandma make dinner for everyone. You were happy to see how he got along with everyone really well. You watched him talk happily, as he cut some vegetables. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, he also wore an apron your mother gave him.

He glanced over to where you were, and smiled at you. Your grandma was busy cooking something on the stove. Yeonjun made his way toward you.

"I think your grandma likes me." He leaned closer to you.

"Yeah, she really does. Still don't know why she doesn't like Jiseok though." You chuckled.

He shrugged. "Maybe she likes me because of my cooking skills."

"You're just cutting vegetables."

"I'm trying my best." He smiled.

At dinner time, everyone sat at the table. The nice smell of the homemade dinner filled the air. Yeonjun reached for your hand under the table, giving you a soft squeeze as he kept talking with your family.

Eventually, dinner came to an end, and your family started leaving to go to bed. Yeonjun offered to stay behind and wash the dishes, and you took the opportunity to have an alone moment with him, without your cousins trying to make him play with them.

There was a comfortable silence between you two, as the both of you cleaned the kitchen.

"I had fun today, I'm glad your family liked me." He placed down a plate and turned to look at you.

"I don't see a reason why they wouldn't like you, you're kind, helpful, caring and sweet." You started as you dried the dishes.

"All that?" He chuckled. "That's a lot of good things."

"Yeah, all that." You smiled.

As you finished cleaning the kitchen, the two of you made your way to your bedroom. You closed the door behind you, the gentle click echoing slightly in the quiet room. Turning to Yeonjun, you noticed how he looked at the posters on the walls, and other decorations you had.

"Today went well, don't you think?" you said, attempting to break the slight tension that hung in the air.

Yeonjun nodded, a shy smile playing on his lips. "Your family is wonderful. I felt really welcomed. Being here, with you, it feels... right,"

His word meant a lot to you. Having someone by your side that vared about you and the things you did, that loved you for you.

"Oh, by the way, I got you something." You turned to grab a wrapped gift that was on your bedside table. You handed it to him seeing him smile by your gift.

"Thank you, yn. I'll open it tomorrow, okay?" You nodded. He pulled you in for a hug, muttering a 'thank you'.

"It's getting late, you should rest." You said once you pulled away from the hug.

"Oh, you're right." Yeonjun felt hesitant, he didn't want to leave yet. You noticed this and it made your stomach jolt.

"Or, you could stay. I don't mind that" A smile sprad across Yeonjun's face.

"Good, I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay with you a little more." Your cheeks turned red.

Both of you sat on the edge of the bed. Yeonjun placed his head on your shoulder, seeking for more of your affection.

"You know, I'm really glad I met you that day at the café. You changed my life completely. You made it better." He said, his arms wrapped around your waist.

"I'm glad I met you too," you replied, running your fingers through his hair gently. "You brought so much joy into my life. If it weren't for you, I don't think I would've ever met someone that likes me as much as you do. You really taught me how it is to love someone in no time."

He chuckled, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. "Guess we're both a little better with each other around."

The moment continued, whispering sweet nothings to each other, sharing your warmth, feeling at peace with each other's presence. After a while, Yeonjun stopped responding, the weight of his body pressing against you, he fell asleep.

You could feel the steady rhythm of Yeonjun's breathing against your shoulder, his chest rising and falling in a gentle cadence of sleep. The vulnerability of the moment, the trust he placed in you, made your heart swell with affection.

Carefully, so as not to disturb him, you adjusted the position, letting him lie down fully on the bed with his head resting comfortably on one of your pillows. You lay down next to him, covering the both of you with a blanket. Yeonjun opened his eyes for a moment when he felt the soft fabric of the blanket around him. He wrapped an arm around you, his face finding the crook of your neck. Your hand playing with his hair softly.

You never imagined something like this would happen. Everything was perfect in that moment. You had the person you trusted, and cared for next you, peacefully sleeping on your shoulder. You never imagined that the boy that entered the café on that November day, would be the one you fell for so deeply.

Choi Yeonjun, what have you done to me?

Lua's note: So... it's finally done. It took me so long to write this. I had re write half of this, that's why it took me so much to finish it, but thank you for waiting patiently. I really hope you enjoy this, and have a really nice holiday :)

Tag list: @90steele @gyuletters @reyarain @gigification open!

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binsito · 9 months

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im curious to know what you think skz & xh are packing 😁

i have this down to a science /j on the shorter side but thick: changbin and gunil, do i need to say more? 🤭 fat cock agenda!!!!

long but on the skinnier side: o.de, hyunjin, jeongin, jungsu, possibly due to their physique/height idk it matches them well

average in length and size: chan, leeknow, jiseok, seungmin, seungmin could also fall into long and skinny but i think he fits in here as well. the others.. not to be that person but i used their hand as a reference LOL

average/shorter and skinny: han, felix, junhan, jooyeon, i get the vibe that these guys have cute dicks, i wonder if felix has freckles on his- anyways they may not have monstrous cocks but that doesn't matter bc all dick sizes are valid ♡

i would love to hear peoples takes on this bc it gets me so curious HEHEHE

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kittysarchive · 2 months

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Master list

Who do you want to read.....

STRAY KIDS BOOKSHELF

BANG CHAN

Yan punishments sex positions beneath the blankets hard switch size kink

LEE KNOW

yan Lee Know love language - ask

SEO CHANGBIN

Mine

HWANG HYUNJIN

Valentines sex

HAN JISUNG

Home sick change (threesome)

LEE 'FELIX' YONGBOK

change (threesome)

KIM SEUNGMIN

corruption

YANG JEONGIN

dirty girl

OT8

how they say 'I love you' what stray kids say during sex cock warming guide to sugar daddy hate sex choking kink, yan kisses

XDINARY HEROES BOOKSHELF

GOO GUNIL

band practice

KIM JUNGSU

such a tease I'll make you mine

KWAK JISEOK

OH SEUNGMIN

HAN HYUNJUN

LEE JOOYEON

OT6

what they say during sex yan failed escape What they liked to be called

TOMORROW BY TOGETHER BOOKSHELF

CHOI YEONJUN

My favourite customer brat tamer shower time slurp up

CHOI SOOBIN

Cam boy side gigs

CHOI BEOMGYU

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KANG TAEHYUN

Brat sub tyun bad boy sub tyun easy switch dollification lullaby I'll make you mine dildo seven minutes in hell bondage p2

HUENING KAI

Thankyou mommy

OT5

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ENHYPEN BOOKSHELF

LEE HEESEUNG

car cam boy

PARK JONSEONG

Giving Jay a head work life balance one more round

SIM JAEYUN

Don't tease me Noona Boundries morning wood drunk sex

PARK SUNGHOON

Strictly coworkers

KIM SEONWOO

pretty boy....

YANG JUNGWON

Jungwon as a sub first time good girl dildo morning after drunk sex

OT6

Things they say during sex makeout ass or tits? hyung line bath or shower sex? taking virginity first 'I love you' during sex What they jerk off to kinks stoned

MASH UP BOOKSHELF

Hand holding big spoon? small spoon? Favourite place to cum desired place to leave hickies

*Ni-Ki won't be added into the diaries until he is older

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sugawhaaa · 1 year

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☆~Interrupting Fox~☆

Gaon X Reader

Disclaimer~this is a complete work of fiction and is not intended to offend anyone! This is just for pure imagination and creativity.

Warnings~suggestive, Jiseok(dom!) Xfemale reader(sub!)

Genre~Spice

Word count:1,071

A/N: TODAY WAS XDINARY HEROES 3RD COMEBACK how did you guys like it? What are your fav song(s) and what do yall think of the music video 🤭 I personally love it and I'm happy with my first xh comeback 😋 anyways I've had this fanfic on my "to be posted list" for 2 months now and I thought it was about time I post it 😭 it's really not that good though.

The sound of popular tik tok audios and chatter filled your ears. The chatter coming from outside of Gaon's room and the audios coming from both of your phones. It had been a long day for Gaon and you had been drained from all the chores you had done today. (It was a lot of work maintaining cleanliness in a small dorm that 6 twenty year old men lived in.) So you two decided to simply sit next to each other, thigh to thigh aimlessly scrolling through social media together on his bed. There wasn't much talk between the two of you because quite frankly talking took too much energy despite it only being 7pm. Your head eventually rested on his boney shoulder, as you continued to scroll through Instagram.

Then you felt a sudden warm sensation on your thigh. When you shifted your gaze down to your legs you found a familiar hand around your thigh and slightly dipped underneath your pajama shorts. You found this action made the butterflies in your stomach go mad! But you decided to ignore it (for now) not much else happened before he started rubbing his hand against your thigh, back and forth and everytime he went farther towards the inside of your thigh. You couldn't decipher if he was needy or he simply wasn't paying attention and was unintentionally going farther and farther in between your legs. Eventually he went so high up that it caused you to jump and quickly shut your legs with a little squeaky escaping your lips.

Gaon gave you a startled yet concerned look "Oh sorry, did I go too far?" He stuttered giving you that big doe eyed look of concern.

"Oh no no it's fine you just startled me" I awkwardly chuckled. He asked the same question a few times to be sure you were okay with him continuing his handy work. Eventually he pulled you onto his lap by your thigh, setting both of your thighs around him. Staring up at you fondly, his hands slowly move from your thighs to your waist, and up to your hair. His hands gently playing with the hair from behind your head. He kept his eyes on you, looking at you like you are the most precious thing in the world. Your hands gently rested on his shoulders before you leaned in for a small hug.

"I love you so much" he laughed returning the hug

"I love you more" you hummed

"Well I love you, most of all!" He started giggling as he tickled your sides causing you to laugh uncontrollably and squirm around. Through all the commotion you find yourself atop of him. Your hands on either side of his head, you were laughing and still trying to catch your breath. But when you opened your eyes to the sight below you, the thoughts that filled your mind were unhinged.

Gaon's hair a mess around his head, cheeks tinted pink with blush, eyes slightly watered from laughing, his mouth hung open and eyes wide, filled with admiration for the view above. You both just stared at each other in awe, not a word to be spoken. You didn't know what to say. Just as you were about to speak Gaon lifted his hand up to your face, gently tucking your hair out of your face. He softly moved his hand to your cheek, and pulled your face towards his. He then passionately kissed you on the lips. His action caught you by surprise but you carried out his motions. Your hands traveled down his chest down to the waistband of his sweatpants.

You dipped your thumb under the waistband releasing a rewarding sound from Gaon. He slightly pulled back from your hands. But your goal wasn't met yet. He moved up a bit to sit up just a little more on the bed. You moved your hands to focus from his waistband,up his shirt, to his abdomen. You weren't even doing much at this point, basically just making physical contact with him but he was so vocal. Sometimes you forget how sensitive he is to the touch.

The more you explored the closer he got to you. It had been a long while since he had broken the kiss and his face was now buried in your neck, along with his arms wrapped around your neck. Every once and a while when you caught him by surprise he'd grab a little fist full of hair. He didn't really pull it but it was just a reflex at this point to grab your hair. Sure the sounds he was making were quiet but since you could feel each of his hot breaths on your neck he didn't sound too quiet to you.

Eventually you both got too impatient and after getting a few whispery whiney "please" from him you traced your fingers along the line of his waistband again. You hooked your fingers around it and you could feel Jiseok get tense.

"Relax" you calmly whispered making Gaon shiver. You felt him take a deep breath releasing the warm air from his mouth. You felt his whole body relax with it, he lifted his head out of your neck a bit so you could see his face better. "Good boy~" you cooed and his reaction was priceless. His cheeks instantly turned beet red and he looked down. He then shoved his head back into your neck. You chuckled lightly "do you like when I call you that?" You spoke softly, you could feel him nod his head in response

"I do" he mumbled

"I'm going to need you to raise your voice. I can't quite hear you baby" you smiled with an evil plan. He raised his head and spoke louder and clearer

"I really do!-" you then slipped your hand down his pants causing him to moan loudly enough for the other members to very clearly hear.

Of course just then the door opened wide open. A lively Seungmin standing in the doorway. Your jaw dropped to the floor. Jiseok looked at Seungmin with hot red cheeks.

"Hey do you- OH MY GOD" He freaked out when he connected the dots "I'm sorry!" He said slamming the door and running away

You and Gaon just laughed, putting a pause on your current situation because it was just awkward now because of the interruption.

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bruh-2004 · 5 months

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MIND GAMES - KWAK JISEOK

Warnings: making out, swearing, explicit sex, a little drama.

Synopsis: you thought you had Gaon in your hands, you thought that when the moment came he would be your submissive and follow your orders, but when the moment arrived he made a point of making you regret all the mind games you played with him and all the the laughs he made finding it amusing.

! INSPIRATIONAL MUSIC.

FEMALE READER × DOM!JISEOK +18

Here you are, sitting on Gaon's lap, enjoying the touches he was giving to your body and the slow and captivating kiss you were sharing, you always let out a low moan when he slowly squeezed your waist. You swore you had him in your hands, you thought that when that moment came you would be in control, but now you realized that you were completely wrong, he has another side that you didn't know about.

You moaned again, after Gaon sucked your lower lip, he separated you looking into your eyes, with a winning smile, as if he was ready to deliver the final blow.

"Hearing your moan left me with an inflated ego, you really thought you would have me in your hands, didn't you?" - He asked you, stroking your waist through your blouse, you nodded, resting your hands on his shoulders.

"It was impossible not to think so, you were always quiet when I played with you, you did everything I told you, but we can still do it this way hmm" - You tried to kiss him, but he avoided it, leaving a strong grip on your waist.

He looked at you again and in a quick act he reversed positions, he laid you on the bed and was on top of you with a serious look and still with that smile.

"No, we're not going to do it your way... Don't you understand yet?" - He asked, leaving you confused. "I'm not your submissive, not anymore, I'm tired of being, I've always let you control me, I've cried because of you for playing with my feelings, making me jealous... I've waited a long time for this moment, to be alone With you, when I'm inside it will be a path of no return, I will transform your mind into my home."

You looked at him carefully, you felt the firmness in his voice, Gaon began to caress your body again, reaching your right thigh, placing it on your waist and pressing your private parts, you gasped and lowered it, making him giggle.

"What's wrong? The cat got your tongue?" - You opened your mouth to speak, but nothing came out. "You had so much fun playing your games, right? You laughed so much in my face... But, to your surprise, the last laugh will be mine, now it's you who will suffer with the mind games, until you lose control.

The brunette brought your lips together again, he was squeezing your thigh with desire, you wrapped your other leg around his waist and were putting your arms around your neck, but the boy quickly grabbed your arms, pinning them to the bed.

"Gaon... Please, let me touch you" - You said, too eager to move things forward, he shook his head, putting more pressure on your intimacy.

"Nothing like that, you won't touch me, you'll just feel the torture until you can't take it anymore and beg me to fuck you"

He moved away from you a little, taking off his shirt and pants, he looked at you seriously.

"Take off all your clothes, I don't want anything covering you" - You even considered the idea of throwing a tantrum, but you needed him.

You took off your clothes, leaving you completely naked for the boy who smiled, he got on top of you again, running his hands all over your body, he squeezed every little part making you moan like a bitch. Gaon didn't hesitate, despite having the proposal to torture you, to touch your intimacy with his thumb, you held your breath.

"Jiseok, I know you want this as much as I do, put your finger in now" - He laughed at your authoritative tone, instead of sticking his finger in he just started to slowly stimulate your clitoris.

"There's no point in insisting, stop trying to be authoritarian" - You were going to object, but the stimuli became more present, the brunette was pressing your clitoris with desire and you felt like you were going to cum just from that.

He teased you, and how he teased you just by pressing and stimulating slowly, but finally he had given in, his finger going in and out of your vagina quickly, alternating in a slow rhythm, you didn't hold back your moans and you knew he was fighting hard to not fuck you all at once.

"That's it Gaon, keep it up... I'm almost there" - And you didn't lie, you were very close to cumming, Gaon realized that and when he saw that you were going to cum he stopped stimulating you, making you let out a groan of frustration.

"Poor thing, not today kitten, you're just going to cum on my dick"

He took his finger to his mouth, sucking them feeling the taste, his breathing was rapid, you already felt regret having played so many mind games with him. Gaon kissed you, it wasn't such a long kiss, he went down to your neck and breasts too, then he got up and removed your underwear.

"Come on, get on all fours, now" - You shivered and felt your pussy contract just hearing that, it didn't take long to do what he ordered.

He chuckled, you looked back and saw him pull you by the waist to the edge of the bed, he held your waist and placed his dick at your entrance, rubbing against each other slowly, threatening to enter, he got closer to your ear.

"Good, now I'm going to do what I said before, turn your mind into my home"

And that's what he did, slowly inserting his dick into your pussy, teasing you the whole time. One thing you couldn't deny, at the end of it all, you would be completely addicted to him.

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joohanisms · 5 months

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i am on my period and in pain which means

i deserve shameless selfish fanfcition

xdh + your period 💭💫

cw: periods, period sex, shower/bath sex, mention of taking pictures during sex, boys taking care of you, toys, slight crack, fingering, pegging

gunil

takes care of you so nicely :-(

even carries you around if you want to

makes you laugh, handles your mood swings, gets you chocolate or sweets, pets your tummy, etc. the perfect guy

is somehow against fucking you on your period because he's so scared of hurting you + the blood makes him even more uneasy because he associates it with hurting you

he likes the bloody mary blowjobs but feels bad you're not getting off :-(

until you get home with one of those phone controlled vibrators. and somehow now you're sitting at your couch shaking in your metaphorical boots because you're not allowed to cum before he says so

always gives you the go ahead. he can"t deny a woman in need

jungsu

takes great care of you :-( my lovely oldest child

has a hot pack at his place for your cramps 🥺

def is one of those people that will clean the house for you when you're not feeling well. you'll take a nap and wake up to your dishes in the dishrack, your floor swept, the living room organized..

when it comes to sex, he is a little afraid to hurt you – but everytime you assure him you'll be fine he breaks his resolve

but in his head, the best thing to do is fucking in the bath. hear him out

1) it's warm. it's relaxing. it'll help with the cramping and the full-body horrors menstruation brings with it

2) he'll wash your hair for you!! he'll give you a massage!! let him pamper you a little

3) you can lay on his chest and he'll either finger you with his head on your shoulder or put his cock in you and fuck you sooooo lazily, just grinding and making you feel full

4) no clean up, no staining, only water and a nice orgasm to tire you out a little

jiseok

first off, always goes thank god you're not pregnant even though you're on birth control + you're both careful. he's ridiculous

ALWAYS!!!! has ibuprofen on him

"how's the uterus?"

def the uterUS guy

which means. he's with you every single second he can. you can't get off your bed? neither can he, guess you'll have to cuddle. you wanna take a walk to ease your cramps? he's by your side, hope you wanna hold hands. you need a good cry? you're crying on his shoulder. you want to eat a mountain of carbs? he's ordering double so you can eat together

guess who's getting fucked!!!!! if you're down ofc.

lays down a towel on the bed Or.. fucks you in the shower <3

used to lift your leg up onto his hip but you nearly lost balance once and now ya'll are scared so. your hands are on the tiles and you're nearly bent over while he slams into you !

really likes how the squelching is louder because of the blood+fluids and

every time he can see blood smeared on the top of his thighs/on his cock everytime he pulls out he goes a little bit insane .

not because it's blood, but because it's SO messy. probably has pictures somewhere in his phone.

likes cumming inside because you were already loose and messy before and now you're even looser and messier .

and thinks it's cute when his cum drips out a shade of pink. he's ridiculous

seungmin

DEFINITELY has a period tracker app

"hey baby have you started your period yet? i'm bringing you some cake either way i know you get grumpy without a sweet treat <3"

response to this ranges from who are you calling grumpy seungmin to full on sobbing because your boyfie is so nice to you

either way, he embraces you in a hug and coos about his baby being emotional

softest ever when you ask him to fuck ;-(

delicate with how he touches you

softest love making towels on the bed missionary.

tender touches tummy pats

"are you doing okay baby? do you want to keep going?"

"is my baby feeling better? is this helping?"

you'd NEVER believe it's the same guy that is usually a menace to you

don't let him fool you though.. his head Is spinning with how sloppy your cunt is

hyeongjun

nicest boy alive. is at your beck and call. if you go [sighs] i wish i had a sweet treat :-( he's already putting shoes on to buy you cookies

lays his head on your stomach because the weight and the warmth makes you more comfortable :-( pet his hair as a treat pls

NOTHING a good nap can't cure. the blinds are closed, the ac is on, the fluffy blankets are on top of you, hyeongjun is spooning you with a firm hand on your tummy, you're only waking up 3h later with a whole new mood. now the gamble is Which Mood

will do Anything you ask fr

now in this blog we have established he's fingering master. that's what you'll be doing .

it's not that he thinks it's disgusting having actual sex on periods or anything . he's just so lazy. it's sooo much easier to just wash his hands later instead of prepping the whole bed in case of any leakage or blood stains

(he has seen you cry over staining the sheets. he's not taking chances)

it's so much faster to shove his hands down your pants and finger fuck you clothed, pad and all.

plus its super common to feel icky about yourself on your period and he respects that so much !!! the clothes only come off if you want them to come off

if it gets Too Much he's not opposed to fucking you in the shower, pressing his whole front against your back and covering your stomach with a giant hand.....

jooyeon

unfortunately for some, he won't be eating you out.

i don't think he'd love the taste of blood (i don"t think many people do,) so it's generally off limits ? but he's making it up to you for sureeeeeeeeeee.

his favorite way to do so is being pegged.

once joked about how once a month you switch both roles and holes and earned a slap across his head.

goes :-( can i pls suck your boobs and if you say no because you're tender he goes :-( pls just the tip just a little bit i swear i'll be gentle

if you give in, he's actually unbearably soft with kitten licks and soft little kisses. and now you want him to be rougher and this fuckass won't do it

has emergency pads/tampons at his place!!!! your period is NOT messing with cuddle time. oh you suddenly started it and stained your pants? no one is going home your clothes are in the washing machine you're wearing boxers and you're chilling under the blankets.

tried to hit you with the hey babe what size pussy you wear and received absolutely NOTHING in return. joo was IGNORED and REJECTED so he bought what felt right+whatever had the same color of the package you had at your house

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xmaslunatic · 2 years

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(let me) do it right

pairing: kwak jiseok (gaon) x fem reader

genre: smut, established relationship

synopsis: you swore you didn’t like receiving oral, but your boyfriend insists on repaying the favor. turns out, he’s very good at it.

word count: 2.9k

warnings: oral (m and f receiving), hair pulling, teasing, biting, unintentional gagging, fingering (not detailed), spit and drool

@jisungie-han @softboynamjoon @tentenharuno

Jiseok’s hands gripped your waist, pulling you closer on his lap. The feeling of your weight on his hardened cock bulging in his sweatpants had him sighing into your mouth, drawing one of your own from you at the beautiful sound. You’d been kissing your boyfriend for a while now; you were both out of breath, taking occasional breaks filled with wet, opened mouthed kisses to one another’s neck. Your hands gently held the sides of his face. They settled there after brushing his hair away from his beautiful skin. You adored Jiseok’s face — well, everything about him really. His eyes are wide and have an innocent sparkle to them. Except in moments like this, where he would look at you with his pupils blown and there are a thousand thoughts racing through his mind. Most of which involve his dick inside some part of you. And his lips, oh you loved looking at his lips. They’re perfectly plump, a sweet pink color, and when they’re glossed with saliva from kisses like this — you just couldn’t get enough.

You especially loved seeing his face from below. When you’ve sunken to your knees and have your mouth wrapped around the tip of his cock, perfect and pretty in the same color of his lips. His eyebrows scrunched together, and he couldn’t decide between keeping his eyes open to watch you or letting them close so he can focus on the feeling. Ultimately, he settles for closing his eyes after grabbing a fistful of hair. Not to pull (usually) but just to ground himself with. Because if not, he finds himself entirely too lost in the pleasure of his cock down your throat. When you gag, and not on purpose, you pull off of him for a moment. His eyes shoot open just in time to watch as you let spit dribble out of your mouth. It lands directly on the head of his dick, where your palm immediately runs over it and slicks it down the length of him. With a firm grip on the base, you guide him back into your mouth, only this time much slower to focus on breathing through your nose and easier from the slick of your saliva coating him.

Inch by inch, you take more of him into your mouth until you reach your hand. Slowly, you begin to pull back until just the tip is barely seated on your tongue which then rolls over his slit and around it. Your hand follows closely behind, thumb replacing your tongue for a moment. With one hand, you attempted to pull his sweats further down while mouthing at his balls. Having the fabric out of the way allows you to be messier without absolutely drenching his pants, but just a few moments ago you were both too desperate for his cock in your mouth that you couldn’t bother. You sit up on your knees again, letting another glob of saliva drip down; Jiseok likes it slick and messy. In one swift motion, you yet again took as much of him as you can fit in your mouth. This time, you used your hand to steady him while bobbing your head, hoping to get him near orgasm quickly.

Which you do. If Jiseok’s noises getting more frequent in numbers and higher in pitch told you anything, that is. And they did — after all, he was your boyfriend and you’d made him cum many times before. He lightly tugs on your hair as a warning, as he was unable to form a proper sentence without a few moans cutting between. You don’t let up, however, and even after he’d cum on your tongue, you continued what you were doing. Only for a few moments. The feeling of you swallowing around his dick, swallowing his cum, had his brain turning to mush. If it hadn’t been for a faint sting of sensitivity settling in immediately after his orgasm, he would’ve cum again. But thankfully, you pulled away before he hissed at the feeling of your cheeks still hollowing around him. He knew he would need a few minutes to recover before he was ready to go again.

But in those few minutes, after catching his breath and watching you wipe away the cum that tried to slip past the corner of your lips, he could feel individual pieces of thoughts coming together. “Hey, I have a question.” His voice wasn’t fully there. It was a little ragged and raspy, a much quieter tone than he usually uses, all because of the unapologetic sounds he was making just moments before. He acknowledged your hum as a response and quickly tried to figure out how he could word this nicely.

“Why don’t you ever let me eat your pussy?”

Okay, maybe it didn’t come out at nicely as he’d hoped. The wording was a little dirty, raunchy, but it was unfiltered curiosity. You’d let him finger you; you’d even had sex, but he has never gotten to perform oral sex on you. It’s to no fault of his own, because in fact he was more than happy to do it if you ask. Hell, he could even say he craves it. He wants to know what you taste like. Even after he fingers you, you wouldn’t even let him lick his own fingers clean. You always intercepted and shoved them in your own mouth, sucking them clean until there’s no flavor of you left. Could he really complain about such a sight? Yes, actually, he could. Because he wanted every part of you. He wants to taste you, to feel you as he makes you cum on his tongue. He wants you to coat his mouth until he brushes his teeth and the flavor of mint sadly washes you away.

Your silence slightly upsets him. “You always tell me how much you love my lips. So why can’t I put them to good use? I want to eat you out. It feels a little unfair that I’m the only one getting mind blowing head in the relationship.” His bitten lips slowly form into a pout. “Is there a reason you don’t want me to? I understand if there is, but I just need you to talk to me.”

If it weren’t for his hands moving up to hold your head in place, you would’ve looked away. His words were a little dirty, but he was looking at you with one of the softest looks you’d ever seen. But somehow, you could still see the lust spilling over from behind. That and the situation at hand, caused a heat to rise to your cheeks and your face to fluster. Honestly, it was a little embarrassing to tell your boyfriend why you didn’t want him to eat you out — everyone seemed to love it, except you. You didn’t want him to think you were strange.

But it’s Jiseok, your boyfriend, and you know he would never judge you.

Deep breath, heavy sigh, repeat. “I’ve just never…really enjoyed it. Previous partners would just mindlessly wiggle their tongues or tell me it was gross. I don’t know, maybe I don’t ta— taste good, or something.” It was honestly something you were self conscious about. When you sucked Jiseok’s fingers clean, you didn’t really notice a strong taste, but you considered that maybe it’s just because it’s you that you’re tasting. Maybe it was different to others.

“Oh god no,” he started. “That’s just not true at all. I’m absolutely certain you taste delicious. Will you let me have a taste? Let me do it right and make you change your mind about not liking oral. I promise it’ll be good.”

You nod, and he resists the urge to jump with excitement. You trust him. He guides you to lay on the soft cushions he was previously sat on and immediately pressed his lips to yours. A couple of kisses to your lips, some gentle bites on your neck, and some ghosting his lips of your body until he got to the bottom of your stomach, all had you feeling more and more nervous. What if he decides he doesn’t want to do it, too? How embarrassing would that be?

Jiseok grabbed your ankles, gently spreading them apart so he could fit between your legs. The gentle kisses he pressed from the inside of your ankle, all the way up your calf and to your thigh, blocked by the hem of your shorts felt ticklish and unfamiliar, but so loving. And a little arousing. “May I?” He gestures to your shorts. With a quick nod, he begins to peel them down your legs, lifting them to finally fling the fabric off. He does the same thing with your other leg — kissing from your ankle all the up to the top of your thigh. Seeing him so close to you, legs lazily hooked over his shoulders, had your heart skipping a few beats. He glanced up at you, and oh, you could almost feel an embarrassing gush of arousal pool out of you at the sight. His eyes staring up at you, barely seen behind the disheveled mess of hair sitting atop his head. All you can see is his hungry look, still retaining some softness, zeroing in on your face. Likely to see your reaction.

When he sees you’re intently watching him too, he looks away. With your thighs beside his face, finally, and your pussy only covered by flimsy underwear right in his face, he finds it hard to focus. If he inhaled hard enough, he’s sure he could smell your arousal. But your thighs in peripheral, almost threatening to close in embarrassment, had him wanting to bite down on the fatty flesh. So, to prolong the moment, he does. He gently sinks his teeth into your left thigh, kneading the outside of it with his hand while he gently sucks little marks on your skin. He does the same to the other, leaving both thighs with tiny, blooming red marks and glistening with a thin sheen of saliva. The feeling of his teeth and tongue on your skin and his heavy breath fanning over your underwear had you stomach churning in excitement and nervousness. And unbeknownst to you, Jiseok felt the same; he felt the same flipping in his stomach when he finally gets closer to his goal.

With your permission, he slowly starts pulling at the waistband of your underwear. He kisses and grazes his teeth over nearly every inch of skin that gets exposed by pulling the garment off. As he reaches the seat of your underwear, peeling it off of your soaked core, he curses under his breath. He swears he could see a string of slick still connecting you to them. Like with your shorts, once they were at your ankles, he flung the fabric off, almost feeling rushed to get his mouth on you before you change your mind. However, he doesn’t want to rush and scare you. He wants to take his time and let you enjoy being properly eaten for the first time.

“Are you ready?” His hands follow the same path his mouth took earlier. “Let me hear your words, please.”

You whined a little bit. “Yes, I’m ready.”

Jiseok moves his hands to gently spread you apart. For a moment, he marvels at the sight in front of him. You were dripping wet, and he could only imagine how badly you wanted this. He almost let a sly comment slip about how you should’ve let him do this sooner, but decided that now wasn’t the time. Instead, he runs his pointed tongue all the way from your drooling entrance up to your clit. He closes his lips around it, sucking and rolling his tongue, causing your hips to jolt. He flattens his tongue and covers almost the entire expanse of your pussy, lips brushing your clit and tip of his tongue barely catching the wetness pouring out of you. He closed his lips around your clit again, swallowing the slick juices that collected on his tongue before pulling back. Your eyes were squeezed shut and your own mouth was slightly open, letting beautiful sounds of pleasure flow freely. He dived back in, tongue now greedily lapping at your entrance. Jiseok teased you a few times, letting his nose brush against your sensitive bundle of nerves, gently prodding his tongue inside of you before pulling it out, circling around your entrance instead. His chin, by now, was covered in you, and he loved the idea of that.

One hand moves upwards to rub figure eights while his tongue now fucks in and out of you, the other subconsciously kneading the soft skin at your hip. Your hands reach out for him; one threads through his hair, firmly pushing it back which earned a hum against you. The vibration sends a wave of electricity through your body, and you pull on his hair again to draw the same reaction from him. When he moved his mouth back to your clit, two fingers replacing his tongue, you could tell how close you were. It felt different than all of your other orgasms, but you could still register the familiar feeling bubbling up in the pit of your stomach. His fingers work inside you at the same pace of his mouth, sucking and lapping. Your nerves were being stimulated from both places, and the hums Jiseok was letting out against you only pushed you that much closer to the edge. You can feel it, you’re so close, all you need is—

With a tighter grip on his hair, your back arches off of the cushions beneath you, pushing your hips further into Jiseok’s face. He still works at your clit with his mouth, pumping his fingers inside of you to ride out your high. Your vision flooded with white, mouth agape letting out broken moans. For a moment, you felt as though you lost control of your body. The feeling of his tongue still on you, fingers still in you, had your hips jerking as you ride out the very end of your high. Then your fingers are loosening their grip on his hair, palms pressing against his head to lightly push him away.

He pulls away and you nearly moan at the sight. His plump lips slightly swollen, glossy with your slick arousal that dropped down his chin. Usually wide and innocent eyes are now lidded and clouded with lust. Even his fingers, hand and wrist were covered in a mix of your wetness and his drool. And if you lifted your head any further, you’d be able to see the bulge in his pants (that he barely managed to put on after you finished with him). It was obvious he enjoyed this as much as you, admittedly, did.

Especially when he leans in to whisper to you. “You taste so sweet. So good.” You could taste yourself on him when he pressed his lips to yours. The taste of you mixed with him had your body reacting involuntarily. Attempting to get some friction, you started grinding your hips up, hoping to make contact with him. Instead, he laughs a little when pulling away from the kiss. “Did I change your mind yet?”

Desperately, you nodded. “Yes. God, it felt so good.” You hooked your hands in the waistband of his sweats. “Now can we have sex?”

Jiseok laughed louder, but made quick to get his pants off again.

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