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angelwoozi · 1 year ago

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acouasm (hjs)

pairing: boyfriend!shua x afab!reader

summary: (n.) a ringing noise in your head — and it's just three words of promise whispered by yours truly during moments of sorrow, or moments of joy. the whisper also lives in the crevices of your mind during moments of pleasure, when he makes love to you, his true love.

genre: smut, pwp, est relationship, 18+

wordcount: 777 words

warnings: kissing, explicit unprotected penetrative sex, sappy love confessions, soft smut hehe.

note: nothing much, it's just soft sweet shua fucking reader deep. it's more feelings + imagery than sex but yeah. also, thankyou @multi-kpop-fanfics and @lovelyhan for reading it over and leaving wonderful comments 🤍

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"I love you."

"Can you not–" your sentence is broken by a whimper as it falls from your lips like a soft petal. Joshua's fingers trace the silhouette of your side and he thrusts into you, deep and slow. Your stomach coils at it, and you breathe slowly, pleasure building up inside you and rippling through your body.

"Can I not what?" he asks in a sigh, his voice breaking a little as your walls flutter around his length.

"Don't tell me you love me while you fuck me. It makes me melt faster." you close your eyes as he laughs low at your words, his sound ringing sweet in your ears and making your insides all his.

"But, I do love you," he pulls out with a groan making you tighten your hold around his neck, unconsciously bringing him closer to your panting form and your chest brushes with his, eliciting a new spark as your nipples touch his skin bathed in gold. He rests his forehead against yours, eyes finding yours as you drown in his which resemble a deep golden honey shade, the sunlight from the sheer curtains illuminating his face, before continuing, "and I love the way your eyes look at me whenever I say that."

It's like heaven's out to get you.

Your eyes roll back at his words, as he punctuates them by snapping his hips, making his cock being swallowed by your pussy. Your core flutters, coiling tight at the sweet intensity and your toes curl, if only a tad bit. There's a golden misty air about him, and it clings to your bare skin, seeping through your pores and running through you like oxygen, making you yearn for him more.

It's true – if only metaphorically, but there are stars in your eyes whenever he professes his love for you. Be it in between late night scrabble marathons or early morning coffee rush, be it through three squeezes while your hand is held in his when you hear something sorrowing or by the soft kiss he offers your forehead when you hear something happening – it's always made you look at him as if he hung up the stars and the moon in your dark, blank canvas of an universe.

His love is also present in the way his lips land at the edge of yours, a sure kiss, a promise, as his length drags slowly across your walls, bringing you closer to the edge – purely by the sheer intensity.

"Shua, I am clos-"

"I know, I know, my love." he cuts you off, his thrusts speeding up a little, but still making it sure to fuck you deep. There's an unsaid act of affection hanging like a thread, and he grabs it by kissing your lips, making you gasp in his mouth as he opens it up for his tongue. His pace works smooth, and quick as his lips dance across yours, asking you to join a ballet, like two swans putting up a show as they move across the lake in tandem, in grace.

You moan into his mouth, as it gets swallowed by his tongue when you feel yourself falling off the edge – an indication for him to know, now that he has rendered you speechless.

"It's okay, you can let go for me." he whispers against your lips, and his words and the sound of his skin slapping against yours, covered in a sheen of sweat – filthy, act as the final push for you as you come undone across his length, your orgasm overcoming you and your senses.

It's when you go into an overdrive, that you faintly register his thrusts getting sloppy. A while later, the spilling of his hot cum deep inside you, is what brings you back to your surroundings as he acknowledges you with a prolonged groan, his skin digging into yours. His cock stays inside you as he peppers your jaw with kisses, your skin feeling as if it's on fire.

"Stop clenching around me." he says and you snort – a delayed moan masking your amusement.

"I can't help it," you provide as you pull him towards you– him falling into you, but still smartly manouvering himself to save you from being crushed by him. The action of yours has him pulling out with a cringe, and laying on his side beside you, naked bodies intertwined to form one.

It's a little while later as you both revel in the afterglow during the setting afternoon that you utter the words that have been ringing in your head, ones that cause him to gift you the widest of his smiles.

"I love you."

— hello. it was the death of night when i wrote this, so idk loll. but i still hope y'all liked it !!

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nevernonline · 1 year ago

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✧.* sweet disposition; hjs

the innocence of youth, isn't it blissful? your youth was your childhood crush, joshua. a pretty boy from your hometown who became your best friend.

✧ paring: non-idol! joshua x fem! reader

✧ genre/s: high school crush! joshua, f2l.

✧ word count: 4.0k

✧ warning/s: swearing, kissing, some smutty scenes, mentions of substances (alcohol&weed mainly) mentions of illness, minors dni.

✧ note/s: sweet disposition by temper trap is one of my all time fav songs, and i was watching old sytycd episodes for my soul and when I heard it I knew I had to write a silly little fic. also def unedited so sorry. atp I'm just making a svt song series. lol. ily.

When he first met you in high school Joshua knew he liked you, something about your soft smile and ease of fitting into every social situation made him want to be your friend.

You were a transfer student from a public school into his much more prestigious private one and almost automatically fit in with everyone.

He admired you for that, but it wasn’t until the first year of knowing you passed that he realized he loved you.

You were sitting on a bench watching him and his team practice for a big lacrosse match, well not exactly watching the boys play and run around the field. But, sitting on a bench reading one of those romance novels you loved, like Wuthering Heights or some Jane Austen novel. Something about them made you invested in reading, Joshua tried, but he couldn’t shake the fact that someone in a period romance is dying of the plague or having a maid clean out their chamber pot before the rest of the royals arrive.

He was distracted by you more than ever that day. your glasses were changed into contacts, your legs longer, and your hair plaited into braids on each side of your head tied together with matching blue hair bands.

You felt your ears burning as you looked up from your novel, finding Joshua standing in the center of the field as the opposing team members scored a goal on his side and celebrated, but he was stuck. Stuck in a moment of noticing you before the coaches whistle dragged him out of his dream state.

He never confessed his feelings for you, not yet. He didn’t want to seem selfish now that you weren’t the nerdy girl he once met, but a girl transitioning into her own womanhood. Well, at least on the outside.

Time seemed to pass whenever you were with him and suddenly he realized it was the start of your senior year, just like that Joshua was back dreaming about asking you to the homecoming dance, a dance that you helped organize.

Joshua had an entire day planned to ask you on your first date, he would come over carrying a bouquet of flowers, carrying a dress in your favorite shade of blue, and him in his matching suit. He made dinner reservations and even made a book of things he loved about you, like your own Austen novel just from him.

When he rang your doorbell, a familiar face answered, but it wasn’t yours it was Soonyoung from his lacrosse team, dressed in a white suit adorned with a red sash, a sash he came to find out matched your beautiful long dress, and even the small flower placed in your hair.

A missed chance, now he looked like a fool standing in your doorway, but he lied. He just lied and told you that he needed your help asking someone else to the dance. Aside from the book he made, all the effort he put in for you was wasted on someone else.

After all was said and done, Joshua was happy you ended up going with Soonyoung. You were smiling, laughing, and dancing with someone who deserved your happiness. He was a nice guy, as nice as you were.

The book that Joshua made for you was still in his closet at his parents house, just like the rest of your memories together.

A few days later his flight landed on the route back to you. Stepping off the plane a gush of warm air and the smell of peaches hit his nose, something about it felt like you and that stupid peach flavored lip gloss you always wore.

Joshua looked around the airport feeling that maybe you would be here too, but he knew that you were off with your friend celebrating her birthday for the next two nights.

His mom pulled up on the curb in her black suv, greeting him with a comfortably tight hug and a small peck on the cheek and he was home.

He tried to ask her about you, maybe seeing if she had any information on where you went or if you were single, but she had no idea. She just told him to be patient and ask when he saw you.

After two days of going around to all of his old favorite places, some closed or turned into boutique clothing or vape shops, he still was met with the emptiness of not seeing you yet.

On that second night at home he met up with his friends and some of their significant others at a new bar that just opened a few months prior, to catch up and also to distract him from you, just for one night at least.

A few hours went by and his buzz grew stronger, he felt guilty he hadn’t thought about you most of his night, but why should he?

Soonyoung took the open space on the red leather couch next to Joshua and sat down two shots of tequila, a ritual for the two of them to keep their buzz going.

“What’s gotten into you tonight, Shua? You seem sad.”

“Uh, nothing I guess I just missed being here. I miss you guys.”

“Aw, we missed you too, but I don’t think that’s it. What’s going on?”

“I haven’t seen y/n yet, I’m nervous I guess?”

“Of course. You had the biggest crush on her, sorry for taking her to that dance.”

“No, it’s okay. I just- Well, I guess it’s dumb to be nervous. We still talk every day, but I just haven't seen her in real life in too long. It’s just weird I guess.”

“Are you still in love with her?”

“I don’t know, maybe. She’s probably just moved on from me.

“Is it eating you up inside? Wait, that's a dumb question clearly it is. You think she’s dating someone?”

“I’m not sure, I don’t think so. Unless you know something I don’t.”

“Na, last time I saw her she sat in the corner of the room on her phone the whole time texting you.”

“Really? See, she doesn’t even tell me when she goes out to parties.”

“Are you that jealous? You know y/n, she’s not like that, Joshua, stop getting weird and in your head about it.”

Soonyoung handed Joshua his phone that was placed face down on the table and then handed him a shot of liquid courage.

“Call her, ask her out. Don’t be a bitch.”

“You're right, thanks Hosh.”

Pulling up your contact information on his phone, two rings in you picked up, clearly half asleep from just getting back home.

“Shua? Hi, sorry I got home an hour ago. What are you doing?”

“Oh my god, sorry I woke you. I was just calling to see if you wanted to hangout tomorrow? I was thinking maybe Leslie’s for lunch and then the arcade or something?”

“Yeah, should I pick you up or meet you?”

“You can meet me, if that's okay? I’m going to a church thing with my mom, I’ll have her drop me off.”

“Sure, I’m going to go back to bed now okay? I promise I’ll be less tired tomorrow, Love you.”

“Okay y/n, I’ll see you then, okay? Sleep good, love you.”

“Oh, and Shua.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t let Soony give you too many shots okay? Save some alcohol room in your belly for me.”

“I promise, night angel.”

“Night, loverboy.”

Joshua’s nerves were beginning to get the best of him as he walked into the dim light of the italian restaurant and informed the host that he was here meeting his friend, as he was being ushered to the back he saw you seated at a small corner table, lit with a candle, wearing a slick black top and a pair of matching pants, a simple denim jacket was placed over your shoulders shielding you slightly from the air conditioning.

“Hi.”

You got up from your spot against the wall and greeted Joshua with a big hug when your giggles filled his ears realizing you were both dressed in nearly the same outfit.

“I see you got the memo, Joshua.”

“I see you still copy me after all this time.”

Gesturing for you both to sit back down, he noticed how casual you were after all this time spent apart, possibly just as a front knowing soon he’ll be back to teasing you once he snaps out of his awkwardness.

“So, how's your dad? Is everything okay?”

“He’s alright, he’s been in remission for a few months now.”

“I’m happy to hear that, really. I always loved your dad.”

The waitress came over at a perfect moment, a chance for Joshua to collect his thoughts and place an order for a bottle of wine to calm his quick heartbeat.

“So you have a boyfriend?”

“No, I’m too busy with med school and taking care of my dad to date, you know that. What’s with the weird questions? You want to know the next time I’m supposed to be on my period too? You sound like my mom.”

“Sorry, I just-”

And just like that, the waitress made her second entrance, bringing along the bottle of red liquid and your two meals, delaying Joshua’s chance once again to ask you his set of weird questions.

He let the moment pass while the two of you ate in silence and each had a glass to ease the awkward tension now lingering over your table.

“So-”

You both spoke up at the same time, you decided to let him finish his thought first.

“Okay, wait I just thought of another question. Why did you take Soonyoung to the dance and not go with me?”

“Because I had a crush on him, duh.”

“No way you had a crush on him? He used to pick his boogers and wipe them on his jeans.”

“I’m kidding. He was just a good friend, I was too shy to ask the guy I wanted so I asked him instead.”

“Who was the guy? Jun from your biology class? He was cute.”

“No, he was cute. But, this dude's name was like Joshua Honk or something, not sure if you knew him.”

“You had a crush on me?”

“Obviously, but you’re kind of a fucking idiot.”

“Okay, well how do you feel about me now?”

“This is the first time I’ve seen you in years and you're asking me what I think about you?”

“Yep, I need to know why I was your secret sexy crush.”

“Disgusting.”

“I’m waiting.”

You looked Joshua up and down, his hair was longer than normal, his eyes still big and wide, catching every glimmer of light inside of them like a cluster of stars, his lips were turned into a toothy smile. He was perfect.

“I think you’re okay.”

“Just okay? Damn. Whatever.”

“Want to take some dessert to go? I think we have some unfinished business.”

Waving over the waitress and paying your bill as she picked up your box of tiramisu, you and Joshua ran down the streets where you grew up to the very arcade you’d spend hours in after school.

“Okay, the winner gets what? I think we’re betting with more than tickets these days.”

“Well, y/n. I’m glad you asked. How about if I win, I get to take you home with me and if you win you get to take me home.”

“Seems like we’d both be getting what you want out of it.”

“Are you saying you don’t want to be with your super sexy secret lover, Shua Honk?”

“Win, and you’ll find out.”

“You’re on, but I’ll warn you I’m very good in bed.”

“Horny and sarcastic and horny very interesting combination for you, Honk.”

“Shut up and play.”

After hours of playing multiple games around the arcade you and Joshua were tied and his anxiety had been eased, all that stood between him and winning was a game of ski ball, a game which you were notoriously bad at.

“Need help with your game, y/n?”

A nod from you made Joshua push his chest against your back and wrap his arm around your waist, the other one held your hand helping you aim the ball on the black trackpad, a pull of your hips backwards into his sent a strong vibration down to your panties, that were now as wet as the saliva burning in your mouth.

“50 points? Not bad for a rookie.”

“You threw me off.”

“You really think you would’ve won even if I didn’t help you?”

“Well maybe if you weren’t so distracting, yes.”

“I was just trying to help.”

“What? By thrusting into my ass?”

“I didn’t thrust? You pushed your ass into me?”

“No, I did not, you clearly made contact first.”

“Okay, well then that was a practice round, prove you can win with no help. I'll buy all your drinks tonight and if you lose, open your wallet, rich girl.”

“Fine, try to control the friend in your pants, loser.”

Joshua wanted to respond with some sarcastic remark not promising anything from the way he was watching you bed over to roll the ball from behind, but he decided to shut up and let you win, he wouldn’t have you paying for him anyway.

“You let me win, but I will be taking the drinks.”

“How did you know?”

“You threw the ball backwards twice to skip your turn, you’re good at many things but subtly is not one of them.”

“Okay, but still let me buy the drinks.”

“You were always going to pay anyway, I’m not wasting my cold hard cash on you, california boy”

“Ha-ha, very funny.”

Walking into the familiar dive bar you spent many late nights in after studying, you were hit with the sweet smell of beer and the crunching of peanut shells under your feet. You caught a glimpse of Joshua looking around at the various world flags on the wall.

“What? Not fancy enough for you?”

“No, I love it. I didn’t even know this was here?”

“Yeah, my dad told me about it. He comes with me sometimes to watch soccer, it’s cozy.”

“Sit down, I’ll go and order what would you like?”

“Just grab me a beer, maybe with a lime wedge?”

“And a shot?”

“Ugh, fine Joshua but I do not want to be responsible for carrying your drunk ass home.”

“No promises.”

Joshua strolled up to the wooden bar, greeted by the big man with facial hair behind it and placed the two matching orders, a shot of tequila and a beer with lime.

“You’re here with y/n?”

“Oh, y/n? Yeah, you know her?”

“I know her dad, good man. You her boyfriend?”

“No, just her friend. Nice to meet you..”

“Alan.”

“Alan, hey. I’m Josh.”

Alan shook Joshua’s outstretched hands and denied his card from being swiped for the alcohol.

“It’s on the house, if you’re friends with the y/l/n’s you’re friends with me. Enjoy and treat our girl well, if you’re the Joshua she tells me about, then I hope she gets her happy ending.”

“Wait what does that mean?”

“Oh, nothing you can’t figure out for yourself.”

Walking back over to your small bar table, Joshua decided to take the spot directly next to you in the booth and not across the table, maybe to hear you better and maybe so he can figure out what Alan was putting down.

“You met Alan?”

“Yeah, he told me to take care of you.”

“He’s protective, he normally scares the weird drunkards away from my table."

“I’m playing your bodyguard tonight, cheers.”

Throwing back your shot, you tried to calm the burning taste of alcohol from showing on your face, Joshua held up a slice of line to your lips and let you bite down on it before placing it between his.

“Ew, why didn’t you just use your own lime.”

“Oh, I don’t know. Sorry.”

“Want to kiss me that bad huh?”

“What are you talking about?”

You slapped his arm, taking a swig of your fresh beer.

“It was a joke, be quiet.”

“I do want to kiss you.”

“Oh, right. Okay, save the jokes. You don’t have to tease me for my crush anymore. I get it.”

“Do you still like me?”

“ I probably always will. At least some part of me. Why do you ask?”

“ I don't know, I asked you before what you like about me so do you want to know what I like about you?”

“My body?”

“No, but that doesn’t hurt. I like how kind you are. I like that everyone who meets you falls in love with you instantly because you’re so charming. I love that when you laugh or cry too hard you start wheezing a little bit because you’re embarrassed that someone could see you like that. I love that you, even after all this time, have the nicest heart of anyone I’ve ever met.”

A tear fell down from your eye, and Joshua’s long finger came up to cup your cheek, wiping it away with his thumb.

“Why are you crying?”

“I’m sorry. I just missed you.”

“You know I have something for you, it’s old but I've never had the chance to give it to you.”

Joshua pulled the brown leather bound notebook from his bag that had a laminated front titled ‘ The Girl from Nowhere.’

“What is this? Did you write a book?”

“Remember the night of the dance when I showed up at your house?”

“Yeah, when you needed me and Hosh to help you ask Suki?”

“Right. Well, I was actually there to ask you, but I saw Soonyoung and I couldn’t. He’s too good of a friend and you were happy. So, I lied. I actually had a dress for you to match me and this book. I wrote it for you because you were so obsessed with all those books, so it’s your own Austen novel.”

“You wrote me my own romance book?”

“Yeah, it’s outdated now, but it ended with me kissing you after the dance.”

You couldn’t believe your eyes, it was the most thoughtful thing he’d ever given you or anyone for that matter.

“Joshua, this is so nice. Seriously, when did you even have time to do this?”

“My mom gave me the idea. You and her always watched Pride and Prejudice together, she has the same taste. So technically it’s co-written by her, but she gave me all the credit.”

“Wow. I don’t really know what to say.”

“You don’t have to say anything.”

“Okay, then I’ll be right back. Give me like two minutes, don’t move.”

You peeled yourself off of Joshua and strutted up to Alan to ask a favor before running back to your table.

Suddenly the only lighting in the room was coming from the sporting matches on the flat screens and a few neon branded signs as a song Joshua hadn’t heard in years played over the speakers, Sweet Disposition by Temper Trap.

“Joshua Hong, will you do me the pleasure of dancing with me?”

“You’re so corny.”

“Get up, you’re embarrassing me. Let it happen.”

As the song rang through the speakers, he wrapped his hands around your lower back and pulled you in tightly, swaying you to the perfect song to describe falling in love in his youth, with the only person he ever pictured by his side. His own version of a romance novel.

You pulled away slightly as the beat got faster and grabbed his hands, running around to the other patrons in the familiar bar, crushing sounds of peanut shells under your feet.

Suddenly the whole bar was dancing along with you to the sound of nostalgia, even Alan was behind the bar top swaying along and singing into a broom.

It was this charm, the charm only you had to get the entire group of people dancing along with you.

After the song ended Alan handed out a round of shots and you took back your respective seats.

“Thank you, y/n.”

“Why are you thanking me?”

“You made a weird childhood dream of mine come to life, it’s stupid, but it’s the truth.”

“It’s not stupid. And you did the same for me so it was only fair, want to go?”

“I’m not done with you yet.”

“I know, but there’s somewhere else we have to go.”

“Are you okay to walk?”

“Honk, I am not the lightweight here. I should be asking you that.”

“I am not a lightweight.”

“Okay, stand up.”

“Give me one second.”

“Exactly. Come on.”

Waving goodbye to Alan and the rest of the team at the bar, you pulled a very drunk Joshua down the old streets of your hometown, until you reached the best park bench in town.

It was older than both of you and maybe even your parents, carved with names and years of all the couples who sat right here. It was your favorite spot, even as a kid.

You and Joshua have a countless number of photos together on the very wood you sat upon now, staring at the calm sight of the nearby lake.

“Remember when we ditched that weird one year reunion party to come sit here?”

“Yeah, you had a joint that some weird guy dressed as a hotdog gave you.”

“Yes, it was someone that knew Soony, not sure why but his nickname is Dino? We just sat here all night and smoked it. So, I may have gotten his contact from someone and picked up a couple.”

“Y/N you did not.”

“Yes, it’s in my purse. I’m not letting you smoke it though, you’re too drunk. So it’s just a prop, but-“

Out of your small leather bag, you pulled a perfectly rolled joint and held it up to Joshua's face.

“I thought it’d be funny to bring one, that was the first time I ever took a hit so it’s special.”

“You know most people have their first kiss on this bench, not their first joint.”

“I had my first kiss in sixth grade at a roller rink, this is more important.”

“A roller rink? What the hell.”

“Yeah, a story for another time.”

Joshua grabbed the brown wrapped object from your hand and pulled a match box from Leslie’s out of his pocket.

“For old times sake?”

“Fine, but you really need to stop talking like you're in your eighties.”

With the strike of the match and the smell of sulfur hit your nose and the flame between you ignited. A corny thought, but it was the truth.

Taking in a large inhale and holding it in your lungs before passing it off to Joshua, you sat and stared at the blue water.

“By the way, I like everything about you just so you know. I was being stupid before. I think you’re maybe the only person in the world I’ve ever trusted.”

As the flower kept passing between you, Joshua scooted closer, resting his hand on your clothed thigh awfully close to the crease of your pelvis.

“Me too. Not about myself, about you. Tonight proved to me that moving back was the right choice.”

“Wait, you're back for good? Why the fuck didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“Would that have changed tonight?”

“Yeah, I would’ve probably been in your bed by now. I was too scared to confess how I felt. But, fuck I’m in love with you. I always have been.”

Choking on the cloud of smoke in his lungs, Joshua stuck the small roach of the joint in his pocket and kissed you.

“Does that mean I can take you home?”

“I don’t fuck on the first date.”

“Classy girl, I like that.”

“You’re so annoying.”

“I love you too.”

“So when’s the second date? Tomorrow?”

“Yeah, come sleep over on the couch and we can go for breakfast.”

“The couch? Like a dog?”

“ My dog sleeps in my bed.”

“Kick her out for one night, I reserved the spot first.”

“Okay, let’s go. No funny business, Honk.”

“Can we brainstorm a cuter nickname, I don’t know like Hunk?”

“No, Honk stays. Let’s go to bed.”

Holding hands and kissing at stop lights on your way, he was back and you were never letting him go again.

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baby-stay92 · 4 months ago

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Love At First Sight - Part 4

Pairing: Idol!Han x Fem!Reader

SMUT

Warnings: PiV (Wrap before you tap!), Choking, spanking, kinda dirty talk, let me know if I missed something.

WD.: 1.927

Credit: baby-stay92

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“Sounds like a perfect plan!” Han smiles and takes the package out of your hands. You thank him for carrying the box before leading the way to the subway, which you ride toward the outskirts of town. Once you’re at the right station, you both get off the train and make your way above ground. Once again, Han follows you as you walk the distance of two blocks before reaching your apartment building, where you unlock the street door and walk to the elevator which you call for. Once the elevator arrives at your floor, you walk down the hall to your door, which you unlock and open slowly, making sure that your cat doesn’t escape. Once you’re both inside, Han sets down the box before kicking off his shoes and pets the cat.

“I didn’t know you had a cat” Han smiles as the cat clearly shows affection towards him.

“I didn’t?” You giggle and kick off your shoes. “Well her name is Luna and I’ve had her since she was a little kitten” You smile and grab the box before carrying it to your bedroom, where you set it down by the foot of your bed.

“Well she’s a real cutie” Han smiles as he follows you and now starts looking around your room.

“You say that now, but just you wait till she sets her claws into your thighs” You laugh and sit on my bed, letting Han look around your room. After a while, you guys order dinner and sit on the couch.

“What movie do you wanna watch?” You ask him, as you turn on the TV and open up the NetFlix app.

“Anything you want, love” Han says and smiles at you.

“No you’re the guest, so you get to pick” You giggle as you give him the remote before getting up from the couch to go get blankets and pillows. You return not long after and you get comfy on the couch, next to Han, who smiles widely at you.

“So what movie did you pick?” You ask as you get comfy, purposely sitting closer to him, even though the couch easily seats 4 people.

“Paranormal Activity” Han says in a scary voice and you bite your lip. “Oh let me guess, you’re not the biggest horror movie fan?” He adds and chuckles a bit.

“I’m not, no - but if you’re okay with me ending up in your lap, then by all means, press play.” You giggle and lean into Han’s side from where he quickly places and arm around you before starting the movie.

“You’re welcome in my lap any time, love.” Han smiles down at you, making you giggle again as you move your focus to the screen.

“Trust me, I’ll be keeping you to that.” You smile and try to prepare yourself for the movie, even though you knew that you probably would never be ready. As the movie went on, you found yourself inching closer and closer to Han, who gladly pulled you closer to him. About halfway through the movie, a massive jump scare happened, causing you to squeal and hide your face in the crook of Han’s neck.

“You surviving, love?” He chuckled and kissed the top of your head, in an attempt to soothe you.

“I’m not sure” You gasp, still hiding your face. After your heart has settled down a bit, you slowly move your head from its hiding spot but much to your surprise, Han is still looking down at you. You stop, your face only a few inches from his, the both of you completely ignoring the movie, that’s still going on in the background. It felt like time stood still as you both froze. You had no idea how much time passed while you stayed in this position but suddenly you found yourself whispering;

“Han? Please kiss me…” Your voice is barely a whisper and you feel your cheeks getting warm. Han didn’t hesitate before he pushed his ever so soft and perfect lips against yours in a sweet and loving kiss, which you gladly reciprocated. After staying like this for a while, the time still standing still, you eagerly deepened the kiss and to your surprise Han followed your lead. You felt the heat raise to your cheeks and it was as if the world disappeared around the two of you. The hand that Han had around you dropped to your lower back, where it snaked around you even more before he pulled you into his lap. You gasped against his lips as you straddled him, but you made sure not to break the kiss. You felt his tongue lick your bottom lip, begging you to let him inside your mouth and you gladly complied. You didn’t even realise that you had started grinding against him until Han started moaning against your lips. Han moved both his hands to your hips where he grabbed you tight and helped you move against him, now making you both moan into each other's mouths. You pull away from him and stand up in front of him, a smirk on your lips. You bend down to his lap, where you make quick work of his zipper before pulling down his jeans and his boxers, wasting no time.

“I’m gonna get undressed and you just sit there and enjoy the show.” You smirk and start stripping, taking your time, just to see Hans dick grow harder and harder in his lap. You loved seeing the effect you had on him as you slowly pulled the purple tank top over your head, revealing that you weren’t wearing a bra.

“Shit..!” Han mumbled, clearly fighting to stay in his seat.

“Like what you see, baby?” You asked and slowly kicked off your boots, leaving the knee high socks on. You turned your side to Han as you undid your shorts and pulled them down your legs, bedding over in the process. You saw Han swallow hard, and now more than ever, he was truly struggling.

“Oh do I?” He said and bit his lip as you turned to face him again. You retook your seat on his lap, once again straddling him, feeling his hard on pressing against your wet and begging centre.

“You want it?” You whispered in his ear starting to grind on him again, moaning lightly.

“You know I do.” Han replied and clearly he was at his limit so you decided to be nice to the poor desperate boy.

“Then take me” You said seductively and kissed his neck before lifting your ass off of him, allowing him to align himself with you. Once you found yourself hovering above his throbbing cock, you slowly lowered yourself onto him, causing moans from the both of you to fill the room. Once he’s bottomed out you place your hands on his shoulders to help raise and lower yourself steadily and slowly at first. After a while you pick up your pace and dig your nails into Han’s shoulders from pleasure, causing him to grab your hips tightly making you moan louder.

“God you look good on top of me, like this” Han moans, never taking his eyes of you as he guides you to move faster and you gladly do so. You throw your head back and Han takes this chance to move one hand from your hips and down to your aching clit, on which he starts rubbing circles. You moan loudly at the sudden sensation and the knot in your stomach rapidly tightens as he keeps going.

“H-han.. I’m” You choke on your own words, pleasure taking over your body as you begin to shake.

“Say it, baby” He commands and you fight with everything you got to push the words over your lips.

“I’m…” Moan “gonna…” Moan “Come…” You moan and finally the knot in your stomach comes undone as you fling yourself forward, against Hans still clothed chest.

“Good girl” Han smirks and lifts you off him, sitting you on the couch next to him. He stands up and gets undressed, allowing you to take in every gorgeous inch of the man in front of you. You can’t help it as your jaw drops at the sight.

“Enjoying the show, babe?” Han smirks as he leans down to hover over you. You just nod and he seems to accept the response, with a low chuckle. He grabs your hands and pulls you to your feet before he turns you around and pushes you forward, so you’re sitting on your knees on the couch, leaning on the backrest. You gasp, but honestly you absolutely love that he’s taking control of the situation.

“God you really do look good from all angles, don’t you” He says and without any warning he plants a harsh slap to your ass, making you moan loudly, revealing that you clearly enjoy it.

“Well, well, well” Han says, his voice all raspy. “My baby likes getting her ass spanked, huh?” He asked and spanked you again.

“Y-yes!” You moan, pleasure taking over, making your screw your eyes closed and dig your nails into the backrest of the couch.

“Please, Sungie, don’t make me wait.” You beg, biting your bottom lip.

“You want me, huh?” He coos and delivers another slap to your now sore ass.

“God yes, please!” You beg again the desperation growing with each passing second. Han slapped your ass one last time before he stood between your legs and aligned himself with your dripping hole. He didn’t waste any time as he slammed himself balls deep into you causing you to moan loudly as your upper body makes contact with the back of the couch, from the force of Jisungs hips. He grabbed your hips to hold you in place as he quickly set a pace so fast, you couldn’t help but be surprised. Your moans grew louder and more frantic for every thrust and god did you nearly pass out as he reached one hand up to your throat and grabbed on tight. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, pleasure like this completely new to you.

“I guess I can add that to the list of things you like, huh baby” Han groans from behind you and all you can do is nod, words refusing to slip your lips. Han somehow manages to speed up and he moves more aggressively much to your surprise. You felt the knot returning and god did it grow fast. It grew faster once Han moved his hand from your throat and down to your throbbing clit, which he once again started to rub.

“Han… I can’t hold…back much longer” You moan and feel him starting to move more frantically, indicating that he too was reaching his high.

“Let go baby” He moans and puts more pressure on your sore clit, not backing down until you come undone around him - and so you do. The knot in your stomach snaps making you moan loudly as you squirt and feel Han shoot warm ropes of cum inside of you. His hand leaves your clit so he can carefully pull out of you before he helps you stand up so he can pick you up princess style and carry you to the bathroom. Once he locates the bathroom, he sets you down in the bathtub before turning the water on.

“Want me to join you?” He asks with a loving smile and all you can do is nod, making him sit behind you, holding you tightly.

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