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[1:22 am] | z. chenle

➨ pairing: zhong chenle x fem!reader

➨ genre: smut

➨ word count: 926

➨ warnings: somnophilia, breeding, unprotected sex

chenle jolted awake in your shared bed, his body hot and a thin sheen of sweat covered him. he groaned to himself when he felt the tightness in his boxers, his throbbing cock begging to be taken out of the fabric restrains. he had just had the most obscene dream about you, he wanted you more than ever right now. he reached down and hissed at the sensitivity of his tip as he palmed himself through his boxers.

he looked over and saw you sleeping peacefully, wearing nothing but a tank top and panties. “so fucking pretty..” he whispers, biting his lip at your hard nipples peaking through the white top. it took everything in him not to take you right there.

he groaned again when he realized he couldn’t take it anymore, he needed you. 

he leaned over to your sleeping figure, pressing his lips gently to your shoulder. he pressed himself against your back and let out a moan at the feeling. as badly as he wanted to fuck you, he didn’t want to wake you. luckily he had other ideas.

he reached his arm over your body and pressed a finger against your clit, pooling at the wetness that coated his fingers. he gently moved your panties to the side and slipped his index finger in, trembling at the feeling of your warm, wet walls sucking him in like a vice. his eyes widen when you shift a bit in your sleep, thinking you woke up. luckily you were just readjusting yourself, still he waited a few seconds before pulling his finger out.

he leaned back and pushed his boxers down, finally freeing himself. he let out another hiss at the cool air hitting the precum that sat on his tip, already dripping down his length. he jerked himself off a few times before pushing himself in between your thighs.

he grips your thighs, not hard enough to where you’ll wake up, but to ground himself from loosing control. the feeling of your plush thighs and pussy lips against his sensitive cock made him absolutely insane, he could’ve cum right there.

he began to move his hips into yours, the precum and your wetness helping everything glide smoothly. he thrusts himself back and forth in between you, bringing his hand to your front to keep you close to him as he continued. 

you slowly feel yourself stir awake at the feeling of an uncomfortable arousal coating your thighs. you blink a few times and turn your head to see chenle rutting himself in between your thighs, too lost in the moment to realize you’re even awake. you let out a soft moan when his head of his dick rubs up against your sensitive bud. you slightly press your thighs together and reach behind you, touching his chest.

chenle gasps and his eyes widen and he stops thrusting momentarily when he feels your hand. “y-you’re awake?” he asks, almost embarrassedly. you nod, too tired to fully reply. “mmph.. need you so bad..” 

he leaned closer to your ear and kissed it softly before speaking, “let me fuck you.. please?”. “yes, please” you whimper as you let out a nod and bite your lip before being turned over. you let out a small yelp at chenle’s sudden manhandling, but you’re not complaining. he shifts so he’s on top of you, caressing your body through the dim light from the window. he squeezes your boob before reaching down and pulling off your panties. “so wet, just for me” he mumbles. usually you’d be embarrassed, but right now you’re way too horny to care. 

he grabbed his cock, looking at you once before nodding, “ready?”. you nod back and spread your thighs a bit to help him get a better angle. he pulls you closer to him before rubbing his tip on your clit, making you both moan. he stops teasing and finally pushes himself inside you, almost immediately bottoming out with no resistance. “fuck baby..” he groaned as he stopped himself from moving before he cums too quickly. 

you nod, signaling for him to behind moving. he moves his head to the crook of your neck and begins to leave open mouthed kisses as his thrusts get faster. “so big” you whimper into his ear as his cock drills into you. his hand reaches down and presses on your pelvis, feeling himself as he continues moving his hips in you. “wanna hear you” he mumbles as his thumb moves tight circles against your clit. 

he moves your legs up so they’re practically on your shoulders, you let out a porngraphic moan as he plowed deeper than before. “want my cum? gonna let me cum in you?” he moans into your mouth in a poor attempt to kiss you. you almost frantically nod, “please, cum in me”. he speeds up his thrusts, knowing he just hit your g-spot the way you’re squirming and grabbing at him. 

“go ahead, cum for me” taking your nipple in his mouth and biting softly while he kneads the other. the feeling of his lips finally brought you to your orgasm. you gripped onto his back and shoulders, leaving red marks with your fingernails, but he didn’t care. he follows after you, barely pulling out but keeping his tip in you as his hot seed fills your pussy.  

he empties himself completely, sitting back on his ankles as he watches his cum slowly drip from your hole. he stares in a state of bliss, thinking about what just happened between you two. 

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a/n: who else is going absolutely Insane for chenle 😂🤣🙏🏼 saw him a few days ago for the 2nd time and wow.. need him so fucking badly

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IM BLUSHING AND GIGGLING AND SWINGING MY FEET

爱 | h.rj

summary: you ask renjun to teach you chinese, hoping to gather some courage to confess to your crush

featuring: huang renjun x gn!reader

genre: one-shot, fake texts, fluff

notes: i love renjun i love renjun i love renjun. chinese is actually my mother tongue so this was really fun to write teehee i hope you enjoy ^^ as always, feedback, likes, reblogs n replies are appreciated!

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what jisung know abt quandale dingle

i always wonder what jisung’s favorite brainrot is..

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picture you

park jisung x reader

warnings: male masturbation, kinda pervy roommate!jisung

wc: 2.1k

based on: picture you - chappell roan

Jisung felt like his heart was about to combust through his ribcage. Anxiety plagued him as he stepped further into your bedroom, as if you were going to catch him red handed despite the fact that he himself had dropped you off at the train station this morning. He walks around, his steps quiet and careful, not wanting to disturb anything. He decides that closing the bedroom door might help calm him down somehow and walks over, shutting it closed.

His shoulders droop a little, the high tensity in them now relieving slightly. He's been in your room before, of course, the two of you had been roommates for almost two years. He comes in here to hang out with you after classes at least twice a week and at the end of every month the two of you would alternate between either his bedroom and your bedroom for a movie marathon. But this was the first time he's ever entered without your presence. Without your permission.

But it's not like he's doing anything creepy. He's been holed up in his room the whole day, working on his assignments when he decided that he needed a break. It was just a force of habit for him to head to your bedroom when he needed a few minutes to turn his brain off.

Jisung takes his time walking around, noticing that you had your favourite blue blanket covers on. He wonders how long ago you got off the train, if you'd made it safely to your parents' house in your hometown. He hesitantly sits down your well made bed, the mattress giving in to his weight. His hands stretch out behind him as he leans back, realising that his current position was captured fully by your full length mirror that stood in the corner of your room.

His eyes land on the new lipstick stain on the top left-hand corner of the mirror. You had this fun little ritual every week where you would choose a random lip product from your drawer and plant a kiss on it, leaving a cute new stain for your weekly mirror selfies that Jisung liked to stare at for a little too long on social media. He thinks back to the pink glossy lips he saw you have this morning and concluded that you must've left this new stain before the two of you headed out.

Jisung has to fight the urge to roll his eyes at himself when he feels his dick twitch at the thought of your lips puckering up against the sheet of glass. He gets up, trying to get his mind out of the gutter. He walks to your window, drawing your blinds because he knows you like them closed at night. When he finally realises that maybe it is a little weird for him to be in here without you, he makes his way towards your door. But he's cut short when a buzz come from his phone. Fishing it out of his pocket, his heart drops when he reads your name at the top of his notifications. Oh God, did you know he was sneaking around your room?

Unlocking it, a sigh of relief leaves him when he sees you've sent him a photo of yourself with your laptop out and two textbooks surrounding you.

| you: *photo attachment* | you: camping out in the hometown library to get this stupid research done

| jisung: no way | jisung: surely you can do that when you get back right

| you: if only it were that simple my dear jisung | you: also can i ask you for a favour | you: a very eenie meenie teeny tiny favour for your favourite roomie

| jisung : you're my only roomie :/

| you: PLEASE JISUNG

| jisung: fine what is it

| you: can you pleaseeee put my laundry in the washer | you: i was supposed to do it last night but i passed out after packing | you: my lab coat is in there and i wont have time to do it when i get back | you: pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls

| jisung: yeah okay

| you: THANK YOU JI | you: I OWE YOU ONE | you: i'll leave you alone now | you: enjoy having the apartment to yourself :p

Jisung didn't bother hiding the smile tugging across his lips, as he likes your last message and slides his phone back into his pocket. He makes his way to your bathroom, grabbing your laundry basket and carrying it to the washing machine. He's grateful that your laundry basket is split in three sections for blacks, whites and colours so that he didn't have to actually sort anything out or worry about ruining your clothes. He's in the middle of shoving your white clothes into the front load whilst making a mental note to buy a similar basket so that he could ease his own washing, when a piece of fabric falls out of the bundle of clothes he held in his hand.

He picks it up, ready to throw it in with the rest of the load when he realises what he's currently holding. It was a pair of white panties, with a little bow at the top. This time, he couldn't help the little whimper that escaped him when he fiddles around with it to find slick in the crotch area.

His ears burn when he remembers listening to you a couple nights ago. In the two years that he's lived with you, Jisung has started to recognise some of your tells. Your usual way of wanting to talk to him was by banging on his door and yelling his name to get his attention in case he ever had his headphones on. But if you were feeling rather pent up, you would quietly knock on his door at night not bothering to call his name, not wanting to risk waking him up if he was asleep. You would even come back in five minutes and repeat your actions just for safe measure.

And for almost a year, it completely worked. You always tended to do this pretty late at night, when he really was asleep. But the first time Jisung had heard you getting yourself off was not intentional. He was awake and had heard your knocking, but he was trying to finish a paper due the next day and couldn’t risk getting distracted by you and losing precious time. He didn’t realise that by ignoring you earlier that he was now getting distracted 15 minutes later when he could hear soft moaning from the thin walls that connected both your rooms.

He thought he was mistaken, thinking maybe he had left a tab open from the other day and it started playing. But when his ears picked up the familiar sound of his roommate, he couldn't help the tent forming in his pants. He was so enamoured by you the first time that he didn't even realise how long he had been straining his ears to listen to every sound that leaked from your room, until your moans grew louder and faster and then it just ceased.

When he heard the shower running from your bathroom, he wasted no time in slipping his hand down his sweatpants. Jerking off to you while everything was still fresh in his memory. And he was embarrassed to admit that he joined in on your masturbation sessions almost every time after that, purposefully staying up sometimes in hopes he would hear the faint knocking on his door only to ignore it.

Jisung's mind races back to a couple nights ago when he came home from hanging out with his friends. It was well past one in the morning and he wanted to crash immediately considering he had to be awake for class in a few hours. It seemed you didn't hear him come home, because as he's making his way to his bedroom, he hears you. His steps falter and before he knew it, his feet were taking him closer to your bedroom door. You must have not been expecting him to come home before you were done because your room door wasn't even closed properly. There was about an inch gap that would allow him a peek into your room but he was scared enough that he would get caught just by being out here, more so if he was caught watching you.

He realised that listening to you through the walls did not do you justice. Your moans and whimpers were so much clearer and louder this way and he could feel himself getting lightheaded by this alone.

Jisung's mind comes back to the piece of fabric he currently had in his hand. He wonders if this was the same pair you were wearing that night. He wonders if this was the only chance he would ever feel this close to you ever again.

His feet are suddenly working on their own accord again, bringing him to your bedroom and closing the door behind him, locking it. His harsh grip on your underwear has his veins protruding out, his mind racing as he debates whether what he wants to do is too far, if it's further pushing the boundaries he's already crossed.

But if he's already crossed said boundaries, what was the harm in taking an extra step right?

And so Jisung finds himself in the same spot that he was sitting on just 10 minutes ago. His hand reaching over to his crotch, palming himself as his other hand spreads open your panties that he had practically crushed in his fist. He feebly lifts it up to his face, studying it, slightly amazed that the remnants of your latest self-love session hadn't fully dried up yet.

He feels himself twitch under his palm when he takes a sniff, your smell infiltrating his mind. He's quick to throw the piece of fabric down on the bed as he scrambles to lower his pants, his dick slapping up against his stomach, free from its restraints. Grabbing your underwear again, he holds it up, pressing against his face this time. His other hand wraps around himself, his thumb swiping at the pre-cum that was dripping out of his tip. He spreads it around his length, along with some of his spit. He takes in a deep breath as he starts to stroke himself. His wrist flicking as the cotton material bunched up in his face lowers from his nose to his mouth.

He sticks out his tongue, licking at the leftover slick from the seat of your panties. The moan that escapes him is shaky, his grip on his dick tightening. His body falls back, the rising sensations knocking him down against your bed. His eyes fall shut as he continues tonguing at your garment, wondering if you tasted this good. Perhaps even better, if his tongue was actually inside in you. It has him picturing you in the library at your hometown, doing research in the mini-skirt you had on when he saw you off this morning.

His pace quickens as the thought of you consumes him, his hips rutting up against his fist that was slamming down. His eyes creak open and land on the lipstick stain on your mirror. He sits up, pushing himself off the bed and nears it. Still stroking himself, but slowing down, he leans in to the glass. He pictures you standing on the tips of your toes to plant the lipstick stain, because the height that it was at perfectly met the height of Jisung's lips. His breath sharpens as his mouth lands on top of the stain, the cold glass sending shivers down his back. He licks at it, fantasising that it was actually your real lips he was kissing.

His hand picks up its pace again, deep groans leaving his mouth as he thinks about you from the other night. He thinks about your excited wave goodbye to him as he watched the train depart. He thinks about you in the library, trusting him to help you with your laundry, just for him to jerk himself off with your used underwear, in your own room. He wonders if you've ever pictured him the way he pictures you. And just the hope of that being real sends him to his climax. His breathing halts as his body stiffens, strings of his cum shooting out against your mirror. He leans his forehead against the cool glass, a hopeless attempt at calming his body down.

When he finally catches his breath, Jisung looks at the practically erased lipstick stain, and the new stain of his orgasm all over your mirror. Clarity seeps in and he realises that there's no way you're not going to notice and that he is so screwed.

this is was originally for mark but i saw a jisung edit and went absolutely feral. i actually dont really like this… so it's not proofread and also bc i literally just finished this right now as i sit in a study room at uni, now i have to go back to studying ;-;

might post something next week because i have a one week break!

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brother’s best friend falling for you (thank you to my wife @viasdreams for the “fallin in love” idea ily)

a/n : found this picture of him and i've been foaming at the mouth for 20 minutes… i need him (this one for my chenle lovers aka me)

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up at night | p. jisung

➨ pairing: park jisung x gender neutral!reader

➨ genre: fluff, yearning (i want a jisung in my life so bad.)

➨ word count: 727 words

➨ warnings: none!

it was late at night, and jisung lying in his bed. he stayed staring at the ceiling for god knows how long, thinking about you. ever since the rest of the dreamies called him out about how shy he got around you, how much he talk about you, he started to overthink everything. no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get you off his mind. the way you smiled, the way your eyes turned to crescents whenever you laughed, the way his name rolled off your tongue when you said his name in your sweet voice after not seeing him for a while. all of these things seemed to be permanently engraved in his mind. he was utterly infatuated with everything about you, and didn’t know what to do about it.

he rolled over in his bed, heavily sighing as he saw the red numbers flashing from his clock on his bedside table; it read 1:27 am. i wonder what she's doing right now he thinks. it had been a week since he last saw you, and he was missing you more and more each day. sure, he’d text you often and occasionally facetimed you, but it was nothing compared to being in your presence. he grabbed his phone from beside him, unlocking it and opening your instagram. he scrolled through your photos and stories, admiring how beautiful you were, the memories of you two flooding his mind. he let out another sigh and shutting off his phone, laying down on his back again. he closed his eyes and imagined what’d it be like to have you in his arms. holding you close to his chest, smelling the shampoo from your hair and your heart beating against his. he opened his eyes again, having an internal battle with himself. he needed to see you. 

he quickly sat up, his heart racing at what felt like 100 miles an hour. he immediately put his shoes on and grabbed his car keys and started the drive to your apartment. he was so nervous, his hands were shaky and clammy against the steering wheel. he kept his foot steady against the gas pedal, cursing to himself at every red light he hit. he finally got to your apartment, sitting in his car for a second before he pulled the keys out of the ignition and walked up to your door. he took a deep breath, softly knocking on your door 3 times.

you opened your door, surprised to see jisung standing in front of you so late. “hi jisung, are you okay?” you ask, a hint of concern in your voice. he was taken aback that you were still awake but he was more than happy to see your face. he took a second before speaking up, “im sorry, i just wanted to see you.” he said lowly, almost in a whisper. “are you alright? you know you can tell me anything.” you reply. jisung didn't waste any time. he stepped forward and cupped your jaw, placing his lips on yours. it took you a moment to realize what was happening, jisung was really kissing you. his soft, plump lips moved against yours as you kissed back, your heart felt like it was about to burst out of your chest. 

he let go of your face and pulled his lips off of yours, a whimper slipping past your lips as you lost contact. you stared at each other in silence, waiting for each other to speak. “y/n, i’ve been wanting to do that for a long time now. i know it’s out of nowhere, but i think i’m in love with you.” you were speechless. you had no idea that jisung felt the same way, let alone liked you in a way that was more than platonic. all you could do was smile at him, leaning back in to kiss him. you felt his heartbeat start to calm down as the kiss became more passionate. your teeth clashing against each other, your hands wandering in his hair and his resting on your waist. you pulled away again, wrapping your arms around his neck and flashing a smile towards him. “i love you too jisung” jisung felt a wave of emotions rush over him, and all he could do was smile back. he knew you were finally his.

a/n: this is a reupload of a fic i posted a while back!

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RIDIN' WITH YOU ,, 이제노

pairings ‎⸝⸝⸝ streetracer!jeno x fem!reader wc. 5.7k

genre. smut

🦢◞  including ... illegal street racing, oral ( fem. receiving ), unprotected sex

request. Can I request a biker jeno where the reader is almost ran over by him on a motorcycle and they start knocking into each other from there

「 ୨୧ authors note 」 enjoy it !

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being new to the city you weren't aware of the roads you weren't supposed to take; and yeah the road was quiet which was weird, but you didn't question it.

“why didn't you just take a cab?” chaeryoung, your roommate asked , “it's the quickest way to the apartment.” she was right it was the quickest way back to your shared apartment, but being new and all you just wanted to take a look at the city. “night time surely isn't the best time to do that but all right.” she said. “i know but i'm almost home , wait up for me yeah?” she hummed. “okay.”

you hung up; continuing down the road, unbeknownst to you, the street you used wasn't always quiet, in fact it was the loudest street at night and you'd soon find out why.

jeno pulled up to the lot , street full of motorcycles and other people waiting for the show. “you're late.” haechan said. “yeah well i had a class, i couldn't just leave.” he said. “look at you trying to be all studious.” he rolled his eyes at the boy. “where's mark, need to know who im racing today.” haechan pointed to the older boy who was chatting up some girl. “renjun knows ask him.”

“jaemin and some new kid.” renjun told the boy. “new kid is over there, jaemin will probably be your only competition tonight.” he smirked. “jaemin? my competition please?” the other overheard this , his arm was wrapped around one of the many girls who'd come and watch them ride. “you scare jeno lee?” he smirked. “please jaemin when was the first time you've won against me?”

“you wanna bet on it?” jeno didn't really care about money, he loved the thrill of speeding down a road; that doesn't mean he was gonna pass up. “$100?” he shook hands with the boy. “both of you gear up , it's time to hit the road.”

the cheers were loud; the motors from the three motorcycles roared as they waited for mark’s call. “remember be careful, don't die; i won't be the one calling your parent's.” he turned to the scared newbie, turning to jaemin who was too busy making out with a girl to notice; this was gonna be too easy. “jaemin!” jisung another racer called. “i'm ready.” he said putting his helmet on.

“alright you guys ready” mark shouted over the screams, jeno focused on the road. “go!” jeno took off , speeding down the road , this is the part he loved , hitting the gas hard, speeding up down the road that no one ever used; so he wasn't suspecting someone to be crossing the road.

the loud music blasting through your headphones as you came up on the street end of the street; ready to cross the street— maybe you should've looked both ways like you were taught as a young child, or even taken the your headphones off; because if you did you would've heard the motorcycle that's was bolting down the road. stepping out into the street , the only thing finally catching your attention was the light; looking up, the only thing you could brace for was death— but it never came.

he was in the lead; coming up on the turn that would put close to the finish line. the light from his bike was bright so he could see the road in front of him; he didn't even notice you; until he did and it was too late to beep the horn or slow down, your eyes finally connecting with his , you were an actual deer in the headlights, he took a hard right, a quick turn around he saw you on the ground , shocked.

he kept going; he almost hit you and he kept going. turning the corner after almost hitting the pole, you were in shock; quickly standing up out of the street , running across the rest of the street, you were in luck too because two more motorcycles came roaring down the street , turning down the same block.

the shock of almost dying finally wore off; then the pain set in, looking down at your knees , you noticed the blood dripping from it. “that's just great.” you winced— you for sure we're taking a cab home next time, screw trying to see what the city had to offer, clearly it had jerks in leather jackets who were trying to kill you and themselves.

speeding past the line; people cheering for his victory, but he was pissed. the two bikes coming in; he hopped off his bike taking his helmet off, throwing it to the ground in anger. “whoa what fuck is wrong with you?” renjun asked. “why are you so upset you won?” mark asked , jaemin taking his helmet off. “im $100 dollars broke now thank you very much.” he said bitterly. “i almost hit some chick on the street , i fucked up the turn almost hit a pole.” he growled.

“i didn't see a girl.” jaemin said. “you sure it just wasn't an animal?” mark asked. “how many animals you know that are 5 feet and wear dressing.” he picked his helmet up, a large chip in due to him slamming it on the ground. “shit.” he hissed. “don't worry about it right now.” mark comforted the boy. “look, let's just get you a drink and girl, the night is still young and there's many races left , haechan and johnny are racing tonight.”

“haechan and johnny?” he said confused. “haechan thinks he can beat Johnny.” he laughed. “has the last three time not proven anything?” the elder shook his head. “everyone is betting against him , jisung felt bad so he voted for him , he's in for a rude awakening, let's go.” he said , the boy followed behind , completely ready to forget about the girl he almost hit.

…

“i told you to take a cab; you didn't and now look.” chaeryoung said as you walked through the campus; she walked you more so limped, the results of the fall. “how was i supposed to know they do races on that street?” you asked. “um, did the quiet road not imply anything?” she had a point, of course you weren't gonna admit it. “yeah well that doesn't matter, im never walking again.”

“i gave you the money, i still want a rematch though.” jaemin said , jeno scoffed, they were hanging around during break waiting for their classes to start. “you and haechan are gonna go broke trying to prove something.” he laughed. “hey i almost beat johnny last night.” renjun rolled his eyes. “please, he had you by 10 blocks.” jeno laughed at his friend's expense. “you’ll get him next time.” he knew he was lying but who was he to shut down his friends dreams. “i gotta go now.” he checked his phone. “gotta take my bike to the shop and get a new helmet after class.” he stood up , walking away.

“i have a shift today at the store.” you said. “you sure you'll be able to work today, what about your leg?” you nodded. “doyoung let's me sit down so it's fine.” you looked down at your knee, luck just wasn't on your side again because before chaeryoung could call for you to look up, you were bumping against a hard surface. “umph.” chaeryoung caught you before you fell. “jesus do i need to bubble wrap you?”

“you okay?” the voice of the person you bumped into said. “im fine.” you picked up your books that you dropped. “luckily my phone isn't cracked.” you finally looked at him, his eyes widening. “you.”

“yn?” chaeryoung looked at you, with confusion in her eyes. “do i know you?” you asked. “you should i almost killed you last night,” he said folding his arms. “well why are you upset with me? You almost killed me, not the other way around.” you frowned. “why were you on that road in the first place, any smart person knows what's it used for.” was he serious right now? he almost kills you and he's asking questions. “not if they're new to the city which i am.” you shot back. “you don't seem to be hurt, meanwhile my knee is messed up, are you gonna apologize for that?” he scoffed. “are you dead?”

“well no.” you said, he nodded, with a smug smile speaking. “well there's your apology.” was all he said, before he turned on his heel walking away. “what an asshole.” chaeryoung said. “he almost kills you and doesn't have the decency to apologize.” she scoffed. “who even is that?” you asked. “jeno lee, him and his group of degenerate friends do illegal street racing for cash sometimes.” she said. “you've been?” you asked. “absolutely not , i wouldn't be caught dead now there, ryujin, my friend from my class races down there , she's the only girl.” she said. “hot.” you said, she rolled her eyes. “don't let her hear you say that , it will go to her head.”

“everything looks fine, the breaks need tightening though.” johnny said after looking at his bike. “and you need a new helmet,” he said. “thank you johnny.” he said. “i thought something might've broken, i took a hard turn last night.” he said. “yeah i heard you hit a girl last night.” he scoffed. “i didn't hit her , in fact she has only a scratch.” he said. “you know her?” the elder asked. “not really, apparently she goes to the same university, she bumped into me earlier.”

“clumsily girl, she pretty?” johnny asked with a smirk. “she has a mouth on her.” he grumbled. “not what i asked.” jeno looked at the boy. “she's cute.” he confessed, he could remember your bows in your hair from earlier, he remembers one thing from that night, you had the same ones. “how cute?” johnny smirked , jeno rolled his eyes. “are you gonna fix my breaks today or do i need to call a cab back home?”

“it's not gonna take that long, i can be done in about an hour.” jeno nodded. “thanks so much.” he said , his stomach rumbling. “the convenience store is still open, go get something to eat.” johnny said. “by time you come back it should be done.” jeno nodded. “i’ll be right back.” he said. “bring me back a pack of smokes.” he left out the auto body shop doors.

“is it broken? have you been to the doctors?” doyoung, your boss asked worriedly. “i should've made you get into a cab, you're new here, you don't know your way around.” you laughed. “i'm fine doyoung, just a little pain , it will go away soon, stop worrying so much.” you said. “how can i not , you're one of my best workers, and i only have two.” he said. “and do you see haechan anywhere , i'll die if you leave.” he stressed. “try and stay off it , lord, what am i gonna do with you kids.” he walked to the back, you smiled at your boss.

“what did you get for number 13?” chaeryoung said over the phone, just as the door opened. “hello.” you didn't bother looking up at the person. “it's 12.” you said. “12? i got 2.” she said. “im not sure why— look i have customers we'll finish this later.” you said, “and redo that math, it's not correct.” you hung up, just as a lady and her daughter came up to the register. “hello.” you smiled, the lady looked remorseful. “im sorry my daughter spilled a milk in the isle.” she said the little girl hid behind her mother. “hey sweetie, it's okay.” you grabbed a loli from the counter. “here , my boss won't mind.” you whispered , smiling. “thank you.” she smiled.

“don't worry, i'll clean it up.” you said as they left the store. “thank you so much and im so sorry.” she quickly ushered her child out. “crap.” you stood up a pain shooting through your leg. “ow fuck!” you whispered shouted bending down to fix the bandage. “give me a pack of smokes.” you straighten up, “i need more than that.” you said , finally realizing who it was. “you again?”

he made eye contact with you. “for someone that's new to the city , you surely are everywhere,” he said. “or are you just following me.” he smirked. “yeah, i managed to track where you lived , and got a job within the hours.”

“i don't live around here princess, im getting my bike fixed.” he said , you gulped. “do-dont call me that.” you stuttered. “a pack of smokes please.” he smirked , noticing your red face. “princess.” you turned around, grabbing a random pack of cigarettes. “h-here, give me the money.” you said , taking his bills putting them in register. “did i break your bike?”

“why princess , you feel bad?” he smiled , gosh his smile was so charming. “we-well — it's fine you didn't do anything, bikes need fixing sometimes.” he said. “especially with what i do.” you nodded. “good.” you said , taking in his appearance. “i-i have to clean that milk up.”

he watched you walk away; he noticed you limping to the back, waiting for you to get back with the mop and bucket; feeling bad , he sat his food down, walking over to you. “move back , go sit down.” he grabbed the mop. “i can do it.” you said. “im trying to apologize princess , go sit down.” he said , you limped back to your seat , watching him , he was incredibly fit , his body flexing in his jacket , it made you hot. “the way you're staring at me , someone can come in and steal and you wouldn't even know princess.” he put the mop in the bucket , putting it to the side , turning with a smirk. “i-i wasn't staring.”

“sure.” he said. “you shouldn't walk home.” he said. “why are you and your friends racing?” he scoffed. “because of your leg.” he said. “well im not , i’ll catch a cab.” you said , handing him his food. “here you go.” you said. “let me take you home.” he said. “on your bike?” you asked. “the thing that almost killed me , im fine.”

“i'll go slow.” he said, you thought about it. “you promise?” he looked at you, doe like eyes , much like what he saw that night. “yeah , princess, i'll go as slow as you like, although faster is always better.” the underlying sexual undertones to that made your body tingle. “so is that a yes?” you nodded. “if it's not too much , i get off in an hour.”

“i just have to go pick up my bike, the auto body shop is only around the corner , wait for me outside okay?” you nodded , smiling. “okay.” you said, he returned a smile. “don't miss me too much princess.” he winked before leaving out the store leaving you flustered.

johnny was almost finished by the time he returned back from the store. “what helmets do girl riders use?” he looked through the helmets. “well your head isn't the size of girls , so why are you asking?” johnny asked. “the girl i almost ran into, she works at the convenience store around the corner.” he said , watching the elder smirk. “she hurt her leg, im giving her ride home.”

“you're buying her a helmet.” johnny said. “you haven't seen this girl, she's not getting on without one, and mine is too big, are you gonna help or not?” the boy said. “this one.” johnny handed him a helmet. “it's pink.” jeno said. “trust me.” he shook his head. “fine.” he handed the boy his card. “be careful.” he said. “please i've had girls on my bike before.”

“where's your cab?” doyoung asked closing up the store; he insisted on waiting with you. “i'm not exactly catching a cab.” just as you said that , the roar of a motorcycle came down the street, jeno stopping in front of the store. “doyoung.” he said. “tell johnny he owes me $50 dollars.” johnny nodded. “multiple packs of cigarettes a week , he's costing me my business.” mumbling making you laugh. “come on princess , we gotta go.”

“you're getting on that thing?” doyoung said. “i pay you enough, you should be able to afford a cab.” he said. “he offered.” you said. “i even got her a helmet.” jeno interrupted. “see.” doyoung nodded. “don't go fast , and hold on tight , if you get hurt i can't be stuck with haechan , tell him to call in every once in a while, jeno , i don't pay him to slack off and barely come in.” you waved to doyoung. “see you tomorrow, okay?” you walked over to the boy. “here.”

he handed you a pink helmet with the tag still on. “did you just buy this?” you asked. “no i keep it just in case.” he said sarcastically. “don't worry about that , just put it on and get on.” he said , you put the helmet on , slowly climbing on the back. “okay let's go.” he laughed. “oh princess , you clearly haven't done this before.” he reached back, grabbing your hands. “wh-what?” he wrapped them around his waist. “so you won't fall off.” he said. “tighter baby.” you wish he would stop with those names. “is this tight enough?”

he smirked , taking off; you yelped , your arms locking around his waist. “you jerk!” you shrieked; he felt your head leaning on his back as he flew down the streets of the city.

you peaked your eyes open , seeing the cars and buildings fly by; you fully opened your eyes , slowly sticking your hand out to feel the wind , jeno could see you through the window , he smiled , coming to a stop light. “you like it?” he asked. “can you slow down a bit?” he heard your small voice. “it is pretty though.” you said. “and the wind feels nice.”

the light turned red , signaling him to go. “we’re almost to your dorm , hang on.” he said. “I'll go slower.” he said taking off , a little bit slower , but it was much better , he could feel your arms around his waist as he pulled up in front of your dorm. “we're here princess , you can open your eyes.”

he helped you off the bike , taking the helmet off your head. “that thing is scary.” you said. “how do you ride it all the time?” he smiled. “it's the adrenaline princess , the rush.” he said. “that's what i love about it.” you chewed on your bottom lip. “you know how your bows is your choice of drug?” you pouted , he smiled. “this mines.”

“yours is gonna get yourself hurt.” you said. “you worried about me princess , earlier you were ready to chop my head off.” you folded your arms. “well that's because you didn't apologize, now that you have , and you've been nice to me , i can't help but stress.” you said. “i can handle myself , don't worry that pretty little head,” he said. “go in and ice that knee,” he said. “my name is yn.” you said. “i know princess , i read your nametag,” he said, you scoffed. “bye bye jeno.” you waved him off. “go in princess.” he watched you go inside the dorms , before putting his helmet on , speeding back down the road.

…

“i still can't believe you get on that thing.” chaeryoung said , it had been a week since then , you've seen him a few times , he even gave you a ride home after class. “and with him nonetheless.” you both walked through the campus after class. “you don't know him he's a degenerate yn.” she said. “he is nice and even bought me a helmet.” you said. “oh well then i guess that makes it okay , you hear my sarcasm right.” she scoffed. “he goes slow.” you shrugged. “after i told him to.” you said. “you talking about me, princess?”

you jumped hearing the voice, turning around. “i don't appreciate being called a degenerate.” jeno said. “don't worry, i mean your friends as well.” chaeryoung looked to the boy on his left. “especially you na jaemin.” the boy smirked. “still upset about me not calling you back?” you could see your friend about to snap. “we're gonna go.” you grabbed her hand , turning to walk away.

“there's a show tonight, you should come.” jeno said. “and why would she do that?” chaeryoung said , he looked at you. “princess?” his gaze pierced through your skin, you chewed your bottom lip. “i-i have to work.” you said. “that's okay , it's at night.” he said. “i can pick you up, i still have the helmet” he smirked. “yn?” chaeryoung said. “well i mean ryujin will be there.” you said. “it couldn't hurt, could it?” you shrugged. “i told ryujin i did before going to one of those things.”

“i can give you a ride.” jaemin said with a smirk , she scoffed. “and it looks like i will die before going.” jeno tapped you. “i'll pick you up after work yeah?” you nodded with a smile. “okay.” you said. “chaeryoung you riding with me?” jaemin winked. “i'll take my chances with ryujin , go fuck yourself na jaemin.” she grabbed your hand , dragging you away. “bye bye!” you waved.

“she's cute.” jaemin said once you were out of earshot. “you like her?” he watched his friend stare at you until he could no longer see you. “i'll take that as a yes.” he patted his friend's shoulders. “you bought her a helmet?” jeno slapped his friends hand off of him. “shut up.” he said. “those things are like a hundred dollars, you met her a week ago, are you crazy?” they continued down the campus , as his friend teased him. “haechan is gonna love this.”

“are you crazy?” doyoung asked; he was so confused on how you met jeno when you entered the shop; so you explained to him— and you may have let it slip that you were going to the race. “yn are you trying to stress me out?” he said. “no need to panic.” you said. “no it is , those bikes are not safe, im worried.” he said. “chaeryoung, my friend she's coming with me , i'll be extra safe.” you reassured the man who became like your older brother. “you better , i'll kill jeno if you get hurt.”

“you better go slow while she's on there.” doyoung hounded the boy. “let me see the helmet she's wearing.” you put your hand on his shoulder. “doyoung , please go before someone robs the store.” he said. “be careful.” he said , before walking away. “are you two related?” he asked. “no i told you i'm new to the city.” you said. “then why is he up my ass like you are?” he got off the bike , opening the seat to grab the helmet. “here.” he said , putting the helmet on your head , helping you on to the bike. “arms princess.”

you wrapped your arms around his waist. “you can go faster today.” he smirked. “yeah , you liked the rush yesterday, didn't you?” you slapped his back. “it's okay little adrenaline junkie , i'll go faster.” he put his helmet on. “hold on tighter baby.” he said right before he turned on the motorcycle , the roar of bike making you flinch. “you're okay , i promise , i won't let you get hurt.” he said before speeding off down the street.

you had to admit , the feeling as you both sored down the street sparked a feeling inside you , you actually managed to keep your eyes open , the sun was setting , the pretty colors blurred with the passing cars , jenos sent was calming to , he checked on you every time you stopped , the heart fluttering jester made you smile , he was actually nice.

he slowed down as you came up on the empty street. “hey this is where you almost killed me.” he scoffed , “but i didn't did i princess?” you nodded. “i guess.” you said. “i haven't harmed you yet, have i?” he said , you started to hear more bikes. “no.” you said. “and i won't , i promise.” he said , you began to see people , a lot of people. “we're here,” he said.

he helped you off the bike , taking your helmet off. “it's loud here , how don't people catch you?” you asked. “luck.” he said, fixing your hair , you blushed. “well would you look at this?” you heard a voice. “when jaemin told me you were bringing someone , i thought he was joking , the bastard was right.”

“that's haechan.” jeno said, “you are the cutest thing.” he held his hand out. “h-hi.” you took it , shaking , making the man in front of you jealous , he pushed it aside , glaring at the boy. “your friend is over there , let me go get checked in and i'll bring you a drink , okay?” you nodded , walking away. “you bought her a helmet?” haechan said. “jaemin said you only knew her for a day.” haechan laughed. “you like her?” they made their way over to the check in. “what does it matter to you?”

“you wanna bet on her?” he said , jeno turned to the boy. “what the fuck do you mean by that?” he questioned. “you know what i mean , don't be dumb.” the other boy smirked. “you win , she's yours , i win — finish that sentence i dare you.” mark noticed the two , stepping in. “hey you know the rules , no fist fighting, you wanna go you use the bikes.” he said.

“what do you say jeno?” jeno scoffed. “you know you can't beat me haechan.” haechan shrugged. “a cutie like that gives me all the motivation i need.” jeno was about to lunge at the boy when jaemin stopped him. “you know he's just trying to get in your head.” the boy said. “you want race lee , let's do it.”

“this is ryujin , she's racing tonight.” chaeryoung said. “really?” you said. “who?” you questioned. “me princess.” jeno handed you a drink. “princess? didn't think you were the relationship type lee.” ryujin said , chaeryoung scoffed. “because he isn't. “who said that?” he said looking at you , your heart pounded. “well loverboy who else is racing?” ryujin asked. “haechan.” her eyebrows furrowing. “okay , you, i understand , you're competition , but hyuck , he lost to jisung.”

“haechan wanted to race me.” he said. “why?” you asked , looking at him with those doe eyes again. “because he has a humiliation kink princess , don't worry,” he said. “well be careful.” you said. “i will.” his hand coming up to your cheek , pinching it , making you giggle. “come on lover boy the show is about to start.” ryujin said. “wait for me at the finish line, yeah?” you nodded. “okay.”

“what was all that about?” chaeryoung asked. “met you only a week and he's already smitten , you got some type of love spell perfume on?” you laughed. “no.” you said , smiling to yourself. “well i see the feelings are mutual , all i say is be careful and be safe.” she said , you nodded. “racers at the mark.”

jeno kept his eyes on you , you waved at him ; he laughed, waving back. “don't let her soften you up lee , i might actually win and take her from.” haechan said , pulling down the shield of his helmet, jeno grunted , pulling his shield down. “ignore him.” ryujin said. “we both know he'll be coming in last.” “racers are you ready?” renjun yelled over the cheers. “don't die.” jeno put his foot on the gas. “please be careful.” you crossed your fingers. “go!” you saw smoke as the racers took off.

“she better be careful.” chaeryoung said , as you waited , you bit your lip nervously. “don't worry, he knows what he's doing.” she reassured you. “i guess.” you said , knowing the boy only a week , you still couldn't help but worry. “he better be.” you bit your fingers. “i hope he is.”

jeno could feel haechan at his side; he sped up , the boys words ringing in his ear, it pissed him off , making him speed up more , your voice in his head as well. “slow down.” was all he heard. “slow down.” he couldn't now , he could see the finish line , where you waited for him , all he had to do was cross the finish line.

“here they come!” someone yelled out , you both ran to the finish line. “oh i can't look.” you said , chaeryoung held your hand , as the bikes came into view. “oh it's him!” you cheered. “he's winning.” you jumped , clapping. he came speeding down the street , and past the line , everyone was cheering , as the other racers drove in.

once he sped past the line , he stopped taking his helmet off , people cheering his name , but he didn't care about that , his mind was on one thing— one person, you. he saw you in a crowd of people , you were searching for him , your eyes finding his. “jeno!” you shouted , running over to him. “you won!”

that was all you could say before his lips were smashing against yours , he held your face , lips moving. “let's get out of here.” he pressed his forehead against yours. “now.” only giving you time to say goodbye to chaeryoung , putting your helmet on and helping you on to his bike. “where are we going?” you asked , the look in his eyes made shivers run down your spine. “mine.”

you couldn't even remember the ride to jenos with how fast he was going; his need for you at the moment was strong , that's why he was taking you to his , he was closer , the closer he was the quicker he could feel you.

pulling up to his apartment complex; parking right in front of it. “come on princess.” he helped you off the bike, taking the helmet off. “let's go up.” he said , his hand low on your back , “you must want me as much as i want you.” he cornered you in the elevator. “you didn't hesitate to get on the bike when i said i was taking you back to mines.” his body covered yours , you looked up at him with wide eyes. “don't look at me like that , it makes me want to ruin you even more.”

it was fair game once he got you into his apartment; he wasted no time , picking you up , wrapping your legs against his waist , pinning you against the wall. “je-jeno.” you moaned , his hand coming up to your neck. “you like this?” he squeezed a little , a whimper falling from your pretty lips. “keep on making those pretty noises baby , makes me want to fuck you right here against this wall.” he growled. “pl-please.”

“no baby , im gonna fuck you right in my bed.” he said , lowering you down , sinking down to his knees. “but i am gonna eat this pretty little pussy right here.” you bit your lip as lifted your dress , dipping his head under , you felt him pulling your panties to the side , kissing your clit. “fu-fuck jeno.” you moaned , as he licked up your cunt. “oh my god.” you gasped.

you grabbed his hair , grinding down on his face, he moaned against your folds , his nose bumping your clit , his hands pinning your waist down to the wall , he was in heaven , this was better than anything he ever felt in his life — maybe even racing. “je-jeno im gonna cum.’ you moaned. “im cumming !” he held you up , your body toppling over as you came hard around his tongue.

he emerged from under your shirt , a smile on his face , his lips covered in your juices. “you taste so good baby.” he said breathlessly. “like fucking candy.” you whimpered; he really couldn't hold himself back anymore , he lifted you back up , taking you right to his room , throwing you on to his bed. “gotta feel you around me.” he rid himself of his own clothes ,before joining you in the bed. “gonna stretch this pretty pussy with my fat cock baby.”

slotting himself in between your legs. “you want it baby?” he dragged his cock along your folds, his mushroom tip catching your clit , making you twitch with need. “pl-please jeno i need it.” you whimpered , whimper turning into a full blow moan as you felt his tip entering your needy hole. “ oh fuck princess.” he groaned as he fully bottomed out. “your tiny cunt is sucking me in.” he hissed.

“pl-please move.” you ran your fingers down his abs as he began to move. “f-faster.” he cursed , moving at your wishes. “fuck princess , your pussy is magic.” his cock dragging along your walls. “so-so big.” you moaned , “yeah princess , but you're taking me so well -fuck- so fucking well.”

you let out a pornographic moan as he began to plow into your , folding your legs , hitting a deeper angle. “fuck baby , you got tighter.” he growled in your ear. “you gonna cum?” you moaned. “you gonna cum all over my cock?” you nodded dumbly. “ye-yes.”

his cock twitching inside you; he groaned. “fuck I'm gonna cum , want me to cum inside you?” he moaned. “flood your tiny cunt with my cum?” you nodded. “please , please cum inside me.” his hand tangled up in your hair , bringing his mouth to your ears. “cum for me.”

you gasped cumming around him. “shit.” he cursed. “i'm gonna cum.” he growled. “gonna cum inside this pretty pussy.” was the last thing he said before you felt the warmth of his cum emptying inside you. “fuck.” he groaned , his cock slipping out of you. “you felt so good, princess.” he leaned in , kissing you. “so fucking good.”

“i was worried.” you said , your chin resting on his neck chest. “i told you not to , i know what im doing.” he said. “you're such an adrenaline junkie and haechan seemed to make you really upset, how was i supposed to know?” you pouted. “just learn to slow down sometimes okay?”

“i’ll learn to go slow if you keep coming to my races?” he said , you nodded. “fine.” he smiled. “you're so cute, you know that princess?” you smiled. “but you're not that innocent you know , you're a little adrenaline junkie too , i saw you in my mirror on the way here.” he flipped you over. “it's okay though baby.”

“your my little adrenaline junkie.”

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finally home | p. jisung

➨ pairing: park jisung x fem reader

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jisung had just gotten home after a long day of practice. he had been gone all day and all he wanted to do was see you. he walked into your shared bedroom to see you, laying down in bed scrolling through your phone. "hi ji! how was your day?!" you asked, getting up to go greet him with a hug. he moved closer to you to pull you into his embrace, "it was good, just tiring. i'm gonna go take a shower" he replied into the crevice of your neck before leaving a chaste kiss on your forehead. as he headed off to the bathroom, you went and changed into pajamas and went back to your previous position. 

after a few minutes, jisung finally came out of the shower, only the towel wrapped about his torso covering him and his wet, black hair. jisung slowly made his way to the bed, crawling in between your legs, leaving butterfly kisses on your thighs. his lips trailed from your stomach, breasts, neck, and finally to your lips. his kisses becoming more intense as he took your waist in his hands, pulling you towards him. your hands tangled in his hair, pulling his closer as if that was even possible. his hands traveled down your body, stopping at the band of your shorts before pulling them down, leaving you in only your bra and panties. 

he pulled away from the kiss to admire your body. "you’re so fucking pretty" he said, softly caressing every part of your body. a light pink color started to appear on your cheeks the more he touched you. now matter now many times he complimented you, he still managed to make you a flustered mess. he brought his lips to yours again, the kisses getting messier with every touch of your lips. he bit your lip before moving down to your stomach, leaving sloppy wet kisses along the way. he toyed with the lace band of your panties before slipping them down your legs, exposing your bare pussy to him.  "stop staring at me like that" you say, pushing your legs together. "how do you expect me to not when you look like this?" he pushed your legs apart, and started leaving small kisses along your folds, soft moans escaping from your mouth. "please don't tease me jisung" he lets out a small giggle before slipping a finger in you, leaving kitten licks along your clit.

your moans getting louder as the pleasure starts building up, grabbing only his hair for leverage. he adds another finger in you as he starts sucking on your clit. you felt a tightness starting to build up in the pit of your stomach, you knew you were close. "jisung i'm gonna-" you manage to say between heavy breaths and moans as your hips buck up. he quickly removes his fingers and lifts his lips up from your clit, earning a whine from you. he goes back to kissing your lips, removing your bra in the process. your hands caress his toned body before reaching the towel around his waist, taking it off. you pushed him down and switched positions so that you were on top and he was laying on the headboard. you reached in between you two to stroke his member a few times before rubbing it against your wet folts. your jaw left agape as waves of pleasure filled your body. 

"you feel so good" jisung says, grabbing onto your hips and slamming you down onto his cock. you grab into his shoulders for support, his hand finding it's way down to your clit as he rubs small circles. he used his other hand to lick his thumb before bringing it to your nipple, fondling your left breast in his hand. your thighs started burning as you grinded onto him and jisung noticed. he brought his hands to your waist before flipping you under him. he pulled out and pushed his member back in, a string of loud moans leaving both of your mouths. his hand went up to the headboard while the other resting on your hips. "fuck, go faster" you said, bringing your hang back to your sensitive clit. he thrusted faster and harder into you, your skin clashing against each other and a thin layer of sweat forming on your body. you felt his member twitch inside you, you knew he was close. "i'm gonna cum" "me too" his thrusts getting sloppier and losing rhythm. he cups your cheek, "cum with me" you nod back in response. his thrusts get sloppier as he releases his fluids in you as you came on his member.

he pulls out and lays beside you, bringing a blanket up to both of your chests. he regains his breath and quickly gets up, bringing back a wet towel to clean the dripping cum out of you before it ruins the bedsheets. you hiss when the towel his your sensitive bud, “i know, i know” he says as he cleans you up as quick as possible. he finishes and lays back down next to you in bed, covering the two of you with a blanket. you turn over to him to see him already looking at you. he leans in a presses a soft kiss on your lips, "i missed you so much today" he says, sighing. "i know, i missed you too" you reply, wrapping your arms around his torso and leaning into his chest.

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