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ᵎ　🍶　⊹ make it up, h. jisung

✧ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀！𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗉！𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾，𝖺𝖿𝖺𝖻！𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋，𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀，𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝗑，𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝖾𝗑 𝗍𝗈𝗒𝗌，𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗆𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗍，𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗅 （𝖿），𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾，𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖼𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗌，𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖿𝗈𝗅𝖽．𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽．

note: 𝗂 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗆𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗋𝗇 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗐��𝖾𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝗈 😭👊

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𝗜 𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗬 closed the oven, eyeing the stove with complete discontent and irritation. Was this my life now? Waiting for my stupid ass boyfriend to come home? Cooking for him like a waiting wife, isn't that truly sad? And when he did get home he was always too tired to eat, he'd go off straight to bed. And while I tried to understand it's his job a small (maybe big) fragment of me was feeling tossed to the side, a little bit of resentment filled my chest. I glanced at the clock on the oven timer, sighing at I read 10:55 p.m.

Another dinner gone to waste.

I took out the barely warm dish that's been sitting in the oven, staring at it blankly. Wondering whether I should even bother to eat it or not; I sighed and decided to just cover it with foil and place it back inside the oven again.

I turned around, leaning against the counter as my eyes stung with painful tears, burdening my cheeks as they slipped down slowly to my chin. I felt like a child, left alone in this house that felt so cold and empty without anyone else to occupy it with me. At least, no one currently home. And even when my boyfriend was home... it wasn't the same. It was just cold with an additional person. But the real issue is I'm not sure if I'm the one being cold or if it's him.

I don't even know half the things I think I do.

The front door unlocked, the familiar sound of footsteps echoed down the front hallway toward the kitchen where I stood with a crooked frown. I already knew it was Han. He's coming to put his things down, give me a quick peck on the cheek and say something along the lines of 'too tired tonight, thanks anyway' and that just about made me scoff at the mere thought of it.

Han entered the kitchen, pretty features in a small smile of something I couldn't quite understand. Was it happiness? Worry? Why did he look so puppy like today?

His brown hair fell to the sides of his head, beautifully framing his chocolate kiss eyes that were complimented by his charcoal feathery lashes. He quickly placed his things down, eyes meeting mine as he slowly approached, already bending forward for that apology kiss. That kiss made me feel so damn burdensome.

I swerved his lips, turning away and scampering toward the kitchen island to toy with the useless items attached to the counter.

"Uh..." Han cocked his head, wondering why my face looked so troubled, "Baby? You okay?"

I gave a half assed attempt at a smile, "Yep, super great." I turned to him, meeting his confused round features. I flipped my head back around, now turning on the sink and absently washing my hands, filling the awkward air around us with the sound of the faucet running.

"Really?" Han perked up, joint my side at the sink, draping his arms around my sides and slowly attaching his lips to my cheek. I felt so disheartened in that moment, why did I feel so pitied?

"Yep. I made dinner... Y'know, if you want," I hummed, turning the sink off and stealthily pushing him back and away, my damp hands soaking wet spots into the front of his white collared shirt. Han crossed his arms, eyes now wide and mouth forming an O of dumbfounded surprise. "But I'm sure you're tired so go ahead to sleep, Jisung."

"Woah, woah, woah," Han licked his lips, that smile of his that usually made me feel so bubbly now just making me feel stupid and little; a gnat, a nuisance that wouldn't go away, "Baby, are you mad at me?"

"Why would you think that?"

"Because you're quite literally pushing me away," Han let out a breathless chuckle, amused and both saddened by my actions.

"I'm just not in the mood right now," I mumbled, throwing the dish towel I had just finished using to dry my hands on the counter. I averted his eyes, letting them wander to his bag in which he'd just brought home from work, important documents and his laptop sticking out, sprawling lazily across the table in a mosaic of disarray. And that's when the red thing caught my eye, a velvety soft rose petal.

I glanced back at Han, whose face was directly on mine, eyes studying me and analyzing every word I spoke. I could practically see the wires short circuiting in his brain.

"What's this?" I grabbed the petal, flashing it before his eyes, breath hitching as I prepared for the worst. Han sighed deeply, not a sigh of shame but a sigh of annoyance at this point.

He grabbed something from his bag, a beautiful small arrangement of pretty roses and wisteria, small grassy weeds poking out in the spots where a flower was too big to fit. I gasped, taken aback by the delicate and intricately made design.

"I was going to surprise you with them," Han leaned back on the counter behind him, eyes glossy, "I-I know I've been such a bad boyfriend lately, believe me. But I wanted to make it up to you. I really did, honey."

I stayed silent, watching his face softly glow with regret.

"Why was it in your bag?"

"I was gonna run you a bath, put them in a vase and light a few candles like how you like," Han said bashfully, cheeks growing redder by the second, "But um, I could sense your anger as soon as I entered the house," Han clicked his tongue, knowing it was partially his own fault. He grabbed my fingers lightly, taking them and intertwining his like twine, twisting them so softly with a honey look in his eyes, "What I'm trying to say, baby, is that work is kicking my ass right now and I'm losing sight of what is really the most valuable to me. You."

I bit my lip, regretfully holding in the stinging tears, "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Gosh, Jisung, I didn't know you were such a romantic..." I had to purse my lips to stop them from turning into a regretful frown, "A poet, really." A joke slipped into the air, eliciting little chuckles from both of us. Easing the tension already as I embraced that lovely feeling of his arms wrapping around me.

"I was just pulling shit out my ass at that point," He laughed, shaking his long arms around me and squeezing tight, "I am trying so hard and it's not good enough, I know," He hesitated, his hands no longer soothing and comforting but coldly resting at my hips, his eyes dull as he tried to mix the right words together, "I don't know. I'm gonna try harder. Now, where's that dinner, baby?"

He gave my ass a light tap, smirking as he turned to face the oven. I rolled my eyes, slapping his hard chest and stepping a few feet toward the oven, "I'm not very hungry... but if you want dinner I can make you a plate, Ji."

Han thought for a moment, his wonderfully muddy eyes trailing over my face in an unreadable look. His tongue flickered to his lips, "Actually, what about some desert?"

Han had me sprawled out underneath his shirtless figure, eyes hungrily staring down at me as heat coated my features. I pressed my lips together, feeling the tension rise between us like the rise and fall of the tides. He smiled at my expression, propping himself up on his elbows, digging into the bedsheets as his lips caressed mine. My heart felt all fluttery and warm, hot and breathless was what it felt like to breath.

"Let me make it up to you, baby," Han whispered into my ear, taking my chin and angling my head up to the ceiling, lips magically working in soft kisses against my skin, "For all the nights I left you by yourself... gonna make you feel so good, sweetheart."

I nodded weakly, tangling my fingers in his hair while groaning softly, "Y-you don't have to, Ji. I forgive you-"

"But I want to," Han looked at me with intensity, pupils large and reflecting my pleasured face in them. Apart from the way he watched my face, Han was soft with his hands, body just gently touching every inch of my figure. "So, let's have a bit of fun, hm?"

"Mhm," I said with a smile, his mouth connecting with mine sensually, slowly slipping his tongue into my throat, encountering every crevice hidden inside.

"Perfect," Han patted his kiss from mine, only to quickly reconnect our lips again. His hand slowly slid down my stomach, tracing circles and lines down my exposed body with his warm fingertips. Sending shivers up my spine, Han pried down my underwear, eyeing my body in admiration, softening his eyes at the sight.

And that's when I saw the idea pop in his mind, eyes widening with a mischievous smirk of knowing. I watched curiously, a bit of excitement bubbling in my body as he reached toward our side table to my right, opening the drawer and rummaging. I held my breath, wondering what idea popped in his head.

And then he pulled out a set of cuffs and a blindfold of sorts. My breathing completely stopped, lips parted in shock.

"It's all about you tonight," Han chuckled dryly, "So, why not make the experience all the more enjoyable? How does that sound, babydoll?"

But before I could even comprehend the mess I'd gotten myself into, Han was latching the shiny toy cuffs to my wrist, clamping them down and snickering at the pathetic sight of my hands tied (quite literally) before him. I squirmed, meekly whining as he quickly grabbed the blindfold next, cooing sweetly before beginning to gently tie it behind my head.

"Ji, I-" And when the blindfold was completely on, tied tightly and surely ruining my hair, his lips were immediately kissing down my stomach, sweet coos of enjoyment lacing the air between every smooch. I paused my words, wanting to inhale every breath he took.

"Yes, baby?" Han didn't stop his kissing, his lips trailed all the way down my body until he reached my hips, where he picked up my thighs with his strong hands. Giving each one. Alight squeeze as he propped them up on his shoulders, kissing my inner thighs delicately. "I'm gonna need you to speak up. Tell me what you want, I'll do it."

My heart felt like it was melting, "Just- just do anything you want."

"Anything, hm?" Han chuckled, sucking on the skin just below my crotch, nibbling softly and creating a dark mark of purple, reminding me where his lips were gonna stay.

"Like I said, baby, I'm just gonna make you feel good," Han whispered softly into my skin, reassuring each word with a open mouth kiss, "That's all I want."

And with that he took my underwear and fully exposed my cunt, eyeing the wetness with a bewildered gaze of endearment. I couldn't see his expression, but I could hear the soft chortles of joy; his tongue suddenly ran up my slit, his hands softly holding my hips down against the mattress with a low hum. I let out a surprised moan, hissing at his tongue softly flitted against my clit, shivers of bliss made their way up and down my spine.

"Oh, fuck, don't stop," I said, complete blindness heightening my senses in a way I didn't realize could warp my mind the way it has. Everything felt better, the warmness of his tongue coating my vision (the blackness of the blindfold) in stars that shimmered with pleasure, ears ringing softly. Han's tongue rolled slow circles into my clit, watching me as I reacted quickly to his touch.

As his pretty lips worked their magic at my sensitive nub, his slender fingers took their sweet time at my hole, collecting the clear lubricant seeping from within me around his two digits and poking gingerly at my cunt. First, he slipped them in, letting me writhe in the sudden feeling of his fingers within my walls. He just calmly watched through his lashes, tongue and lips tasting the sweetness of my cunt as he worked his mystical magic on my clit. All I could really do was arch my back and moan, my hands were latched together, useless, on my stomach.

"Your pussy is so pretty, baby," Han disconnected his mouth from my cunt, fingers sliding in and out of my hole terribly slow, edging me slowly toward my high. I moaned softly in response, mouth forming an O of mindless pleasure; I felt the bed press in beside my head, his elbow taking a spot there, hands still fucking me amazingly, and his hot breath leisurely breathing onto my face in long hot breaths. "And those moans, god, you're so gorgeous."

"Hannie, f-fuck, s'good."

"And when you say my name like that..." Han had to resist the strong urge to just shove his dick 7 inches inside of you, head spinning with desperate desire. But he just flicked his wrist in and out of you, feeling the clench of your walls around his digits, "Makes me want to do things I shouldn't."

I could feel my climax barreling inside of me, bubble growing with quickness as his thumb met my clit, gently pressing into it to elicits sharp inhales and whines. I jerked my hands up, forgetting that they're bounded by the faux metal chains.

"G-gonna cum!"

Han nodded softly, burying his head in the crook of my neck and nibbling at my collarbone, enjoying the way my cunt began to throb around him. Han felt high off of my lust, enjoying the noises though he couldn't feel any of the pleasure. Something about seeing you all drunk on the things he did to you was just enough to keep him going. It was all the fun he needed, anyhow.

And so I came, ruthlessly all over his fingers which he slid in and out of me throughout my entire climax. I numbly rise my hands to his torso, thighs tightening around his hips as my mind clouded hazily.

"That's right, baby," Han murmured, watching my face as my high slowly fell down like a feather, mind beginning to regain control over my mouth. Slow and drawn out moans left my lips, his digits still fingering my sensitive hole.

"Let it out," Han slid his fingers out, eyeing the lovely sight of my cum slither out of my hole and onto my thighs and bedsheets beneath us, "Look at you clench around nothing, pretty girl."

I felt him rummage in a drawer again, pulling something out I couldn't see. But I held my breath regardless, knowing that by "just want to make you feel good" he really meant "want to just sadistically fuck you until you're a zombie." And honestly, no complaints were leaving my lips. The cuffs were slowly beginning to sting my skin, wrists aching each time I accidentally forgot they were clamped onto me. I breathed out shakily, wondering why it was so quiet, so still around me.

And that's when I felt the cold touch of something rubbery, something silicone slipping into my entrance, my sensitive cunt instantly throbbing around it. I gasped, the stretch from the dildo stinging a bit, especially from the sudden entrance.

"Jisung, too- too much," I scrunched my eyes and nose, the familiar bubbly haze of my upcoming climax already burdening my mind.

He ignored my desperate pleas, hastily and easily slipping the dildo in and out of me mercilessly. "Five times."

"Fi... five what?" I could already feel my knees wobbling, hole clenching so hard I could feel my heartbeat within it.

"Going to make you cum five times," He instructed as if it were a completely sane and rational thing to say. I gasped, propping my head up and using my elbows to awkwardly sit upward. Although I couldn't see, I could hear Han's silent chuckles of amusement. He thought the idea was hilarious, but I could already feel the ache in my thighs the next morning.

"W-wait, that's s-so much!" I whined out breathlessly, the dildo driving me mad. There was a steady pace in the way he fucked me with it, slipping it in and out of my walls while clicking tongue. He bent forward, gliding his warm tongue over my clit. Not before spitting onto my cunt with his saliva, I felt the hot heat of his spit slide down my cunt.

"I think you can handle it, can't you?" Han asked with a coo, hot breath harshly hitting my cunt, "Right, baby? You're a good girl. You can take it."

I had no choice but to oblige.

Han gave an affirming grunt, gripping my thighs that shook against his hold. Though I couldn't see him, I could feel the way his eyes wore into me, wide and watching as his tongue glided smoothly against his lips. I pressed my head farther back into the cushions that lined the back of the bed, the fluffy pillows spreading my hair out in a fan formation. The way his tongue would gracefully run circles into my clit, sucking on it harshly while his vision burned into me, his wrist rhythmically pushing the lovely dildo in and out of my body with long mind blowing rolls.

Barely even a moan could leave my throat, it felt like everything I wanted to moan, to scream it was all caught in my throat. Han found it amusing as much as he wanted to hear my little whined that drove him onward. He pinched my inner thigh, lips wrapped around my cunt while hot hot breath fanned my stomach.

I jerked up, cunt pulsating around the silicone cock, precum leaking down my body, "Hannie, gentle... please."

He was sounding so taunting when he snickered, lips popping away from my cunt and connecting with mine, nibbling at it enough to send a sting up my body.

And out of nowhere, he began pushing the dildo into me at inhumane speeds, making my mouth widen in shock and insufferable pleasure. I jerked my locked hands toward his face, nails gently scraping his softly toned abs, enjoyment making me roll my hips mindlessly.

"C'mon, doll, you can do it," his words drove me mad, sounding both taunting and so hot all at once, "Cum for Hannie."

I breathlessly chanted his name, scratching his body while rolling my hips against the push of his palm at my hip. And the absolute heavenly bliss that consumed my body slowly began to fade. Until Han hastily pulled out the toy, licking the juices off of it and hurriedly shoving his dick inside of me. Something I didn't even realize was unclothed from his denim prison. His insertion prolonged my high for a minute too long, making my eyes roll back, fluttering lashes flashing before my eyes.

Han let out a delighted sigh, relief making his head lull backwards. Hissing with his teeth, he drew my hips close, "3 more times, baby. Can you do it?"

I don't think I said anything, but Han laughed, softly touching my chin, sliding the blindfold off of my eyes and letting them adjust to the newfound light of the room. His face was smirking, eyes lidded with lust, hair wet from the stifling sweat. It was hot, humid, and incredible stuffy; but all of it was such a turn on, especially the way his hot hold tightened on my thighs. Tossing one over his shoulder, kissing daintily at my ankle before looking back into my lustfully glazed eyes.

"Fuck, your face is driving me crazy," He nearly whispered, grinding his hips into mine with light slaps of our bodies meeting, "Keep giving me those eyes and I'll fucking lose it, babe."

I could barely moan out an 'okay' before he slid out, tip twitching inside of me, and hitting me hard with the best and hardest dick I've ever had. My moans were much too loud to be even considered moans anymore, no, at this point I was screaming discombobulated slurs of his name; chanting sentences that didn't quite make sense, his name that sounded more like a weird mesh of the words jelly and ham but who knows at this point. The list was too blinding to decipher.

I could already feel that bubble, this time approaching much faster than my previous two orgasms, "Ha-Hannie, I'm gonna- gonna- oh fuck!"

And while his dick worked its wonderful pounding into me, my back arched like a cat, my cum squirting out of me through his hard thrusts.

"2 more, pretty," Han was beginning to sound whiny, clearly denying himself his climax, wanting to give me the 5 he'd promised. And it sure seemed like I was surely getting them. He stopped sliding in and out, opting to grind ruthlessly into my fragile, pulsating pussy. And, holy shit, was it a completely different type of pleasure. Another level of groans and egregious mind consuming wonder; dick repeatedly pressing and rubbing against my sweet spot. And to add to the overstimulation, his finger grazed my clit, flicking it with delicate sweetness as to not make me completely lose my mind.

I don't think I've ever experienced such a mind numbing experience.

"Almost done, baby," Han bent forward, sweat glistening on his tan skin as my cuffed hands gently (more like weakly) held his face, fingers barely even touching his skin. My eyes were watering with salty water, tears blurring my vision to the point where I couldn't see his expression at all, but I could hear the slight smirk in his face. My eyebrows furrowed, mouth widening with every rhythmic thrust of his hips into mine, the lewd wet squelches of our bodies slapping making a cacophonous sound of heat.

"You're doing so well," Han whispered into my ear, teeth attaching to my earlobe and biting down, earning more lines of moans.

Unexpectedly, my fourth orgasm came, warping my mind and making me convulse around him, hips tightly jerking around his body. Han hissed, feeling the ever present tightening of my cunt around his cock, which he continued to pound into me, sloppily now.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck- oh, s-so much!"

Han kissed along my face, "One last time, can you do that for me pretty baby? You take it so well, love you so much."

I could barely comprehend a single thing he said, it was all too gibberish ridden, whether it was my mind or his mouth, none of it made sense to me. My eyes blurred, just barely focusing on the white ceiling above me, his brown hair gently bouncing in and out of my field of vision. I squeezed my eyes tight, letting my last orgasm consume me slowly, overtaking my body with whines and shakes. Cunt clenching, slurred hissing and whimpers through my teeth.

Han finally exhaled, watching me with interest as he helped me ride out my last and most mind ogling orgasm. And when he finally felt my cunt cease its clenching, he pulled out, wrapping his pretty hands around his cock and finishing the job on my stomach. His cum painted my body in a marvelous way, the hot liquid thick and plentiful as I writhed in pleasure. It dropped down my body, warming me and soothing my mind, I could already feel my eyes flutter, pleasure slowly becoming tiredness.

Han quickly unclamped my handcuffs, soothing the red sores that lined my wrists with kisses and gentle rubs. He pressed his body down beside me, elbow digging into the bed as he kissed everywhere where his lips previously were, this time instead of lustful kisses they were apologetic and comforting.

"Good job, pretty," Han murmured into my skin, fingers gently running through my hair. My thighs ached, my back burned in discomfort, and even my knees stung from being held in one position for so long. I just softly turned my head to him, eyes lidded and seriousness overtaking my features.

"Now I'm gonna need an apology for absolutely ruining my body," I eyed the blueish bruises forming at my wrists, the hickeys that lined my inner thighs and the gentle sting of my krow at my neck. My eyes felt puffy and red from both the rub of fabric at my eyes and the overwhelming tears I once shed.

Han chuckled, staring down at me with the warmest look of love I've ever seen him make.

"How about a nice bath? How's that sound?"

I thought, resisting the sleep that begged to overtake my eyelids, "And you make dinner for the next week... oh, and do the laundry."

Han clicked his tongue, but a warm smile tugged at his lips, "Just cause you're so pretty."

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