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prettywordsyouleft · 3 years

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This is for chelle cats, i mean chats! Omg!

First how are you and everything?

Secondly, any drabble of a scenario that fiest comes to your mind.

Hugs and kisses!!!

I'm good thank you!

So I'm a bit shocked that I've just written something for the KOD world, and it's not even in the plans. Shoot. I can't really ignore this either. Looks like I'll need to return to Sheol sooner than I realised.

Pairing: Im Jaebum x female reader

Word count: 485

World: King Of Demons

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You smiled wickedly as you listened to the rattling of the chains, clasping your hands behind your back as you slowly crossed the room.

He looked up at you then, his eyes pleading with you for a reprieve. You should've revelled in that look. Instead, it disgusted you. He had no right to expect mercy when he had given you none beforehand.

"Please," he begged, and you cocked your head to the side. "Please," he repeated.

"Why?"

"I've done you wrong," he confessed, his tear-stained cheeks seeming rounder. Dark eyes connected with yours, grappling with you to pay attention to his pleas. "I've been cruel to you. I had no idea... who you... what you are."

No, he wasn't meant to. You had no desire to show the world how deadly you were. You didn't wish to be reminded of it either. However, you had fallen for the man before you. His charms, his wiliness. He had captivated you with those beautiful eyes now searching for any clemency.

If you freed him, he would eventually forget this stain on his life. The fear he felt now would succumb to relief and instant gratification. Perhaps, he'd have nightmares that lingered for a short time, and then he would be off again, enchanting the hearts of the innocent and building his power again.

He was the mastermind of attraction. Whilst you were the deadliest hour of night, the harsh whisper upon skin in the coldest winter. He shouldn't have been tempted to make you his pet.

You would destroy him.

"Even those who aren't human feel, boy."

He was nodding rapidly, too easily agreeable. He would agree to anything if it meant you would release him.

"If anything, someone like me feels too much. And right now, I'm rather angry."

"Oh!" he gasped, darting his fearful gaze around.

"Someone like him shouldn't roam the streets again," another male purred, darkening your thoughts further. You didn't turn to face the newcomer, Jaebum stepping into your view a moment later. Leaning down to the shaking man, he clicked his tongue at him. "So many sins on his skin."

"That's rich coming from you."

"Well, where you like to try and remain pure," he started, eying you as if he could see your soul for something other than dark and tainted. Jaebum smirked when he reached your eyes. "I have no problems in raising hell."

"That would be because you're the king of that realm, Jaebum."

"And will you return?" he asked. He showed uncertainty for a moment before pressing on. "Sheol needs you."

Glancing at the shaking human, you released the chains, only for Jaebum to catch him in his escape, his end silent and swift.

You folded your arms over your chest. "What would the King of Demons want with me?"

"Change is coming. And we'll need all the help from your kind that we can get, Curse-Breaker."

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tuanstars · 4 years

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Hi! Could you possibly do a fluffy oneshot of you taking care of JB because his back is hurting? He just wants to cuddle you and gets massages!🥺 Also I'm so excited to see this blog get well know! Best of luck with it💕💕

Care - Lim Jaebeom

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⇢paring - jaebeom x reader

⇢genre - fluff

⇢summary - jaebeom needs you to take care of him when he wakes up in pain.

⇢warnings - simply just fluff!

⇢notes - thank you! in all honesty, i don’t think this blog is going to get too well known because people love the dom!got7 agenda, but we’ll see! thank you for being the first request on this blog!

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you woke up to jaebeom groaning in exasperated pain. you allowed your vision to focus for a moment before turning to lay on your elbows. you rub your eyes before allowing your fingers to gently rub along his arms. he wasn’t a very heavy sleeper, so a few motions of your finger tips against his arms was waking him up.

you saw him wince as he did so, a hand instantly moving to cup his lower back. he groaned again as he attempted to turn around and face you. “are you okay, jae?” you asked, your hand reaching out to aid him a bit. “my back is a bit sore . . . can you take care of me for today?” he mumbled as he wraps his arms around you.

“or course, baby.” you told him. “lay on your stomach for me.” he moved to position and folded his hands and rested his head on top of them. you straddles his waist, and placed your hands on his shoulders. “what are you gonna do?” he asked. “i’m gonna give you a massage to relax your muscles so you won’t be in so much pain.” you mumbled, lifting his shirt up to his shoulders and using your hands to knead the skin there.

you could immediately see he closed his eyes the moment he felt your hands. he was tense, especially his his shoulders and lower back, so that’s where you focused on the most. the moment your hands kneaded at his lower back, he began to truly relax. groans of appreciation left his mouth as you worked your magic, gently pushing and pulling your hands along his tender skin.

the massage was short and sweet, and he appreciated every moment of it. “thank you.” he murmurs softly once your finshed and laying right beside him. he turns on his side, and opens his arms; to which you obviously accept his invitation for cuddles. he has his arms wrapped around your waist with his head nuzzled into your neck, and you have your hands playing in his hair. before you knew it, he was asleep again and softly snoring.

you chuckled when you first heard it, accepting defeat and leaning to kiss his forehead. you accepted the fact that neither of you would be getting up anytime soon, and decided drift away into sleep as well.

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sxfterhearts · 4 years

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6. [8:17am]

Jaebeom yawned while scratching the back of his head, messing up his bed hair until it resembled a bird’s nest. His fluffy slippers shuffled along the hallway towards the smell of fried eggs and spring onions, a low grumble sounding from his stomach. He paused at the kitchen once his eyes settled on you, dressed in only his oversized t-shirt, and watched with amusement.

It was way too early on a Sunday morning. Most weekends, the two of you would sleep in until noon, limbs intertwined, engaging in pillow talk and basking in each other’s embrace. It was a rare occurrence. On weekdays, you had to get up early to commute to your workplace, leaving an unsatisfied Jaebeom alone on the empty bed. Most weeknights, he worked on his music in his downtown studio until past midnight, resulting in you dozing off on the couch while waiting up for him. The mismatch in working hours wasn’t ideal, but there was comfort in knowing that you could make up for lost time on the weekends.

This Sunday was different. Jaebeom had scheduled a recording with another artist for their upcoming collaboration, and he had to leave in about an hour. You managed to quietly slip out of his arms to prepare a hearty breakfast for him. Your boyfriend always preferred traditional Korean food to Western food, so you decided to prepare a few side-dishes and a bowl of multigrain rice to give him an extra energy boost for his recording. While the soybean stew bubbled away in the background, you tended to the sizzling fried eggs and spring onions side dish in the frying pan. You added a few drops of soy sauce as a finishing touch and plated up your boyfriend’s favourite dish.

The rice cooker chimed, signalling that the rice was ready. Smiling to yourself, you reached forward to turn it off, only to be beaten by Jaebeom’s swift fingers. He approached your apron-clad figure and wrapped his long arms around your waist, his naked upper body immediately comforted by the heat of your body. “Morning, babe. What’s all this?” His voice spoke right next to your ears, low and hoarse, spreading warm tingles across your body.

“Good morning, sleepyhead. I made your favourite.” You stirred the soup as he nestled his face against your neck, tickling you with his slight stubble. “It’s a proper meal before your recording later. There’s soybean stew and eggs, plus your mum’s kimchi and the potato stir fry from last night.”

Jaebeom took the soup ladle out of your hands and turned you around to capture your lips in a slow, lazy kiss. You gasped when his wandering hands settled on your behind and he took this opportunity to languidly slip his tongue into your mouth. The pair of you made out unhurriedly, enjoying each other’s presence.

Eventually, you pulled away to catch your breath. Even after so many months of dating, you still lost yourself in Jaebeom’s kisses. He wore a lopsided smile, looking at you with so much affection and appreciation that you wanted to combust. “That was my way of thanking you for going to so much trouble to prepare breakfast on a Sunday morning. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“You’d probably starve, for starters.” He gave you a light smack on your butt in response. “It’s true! Now go make yourself useful and scoop your rice.”

The rest of the morning was spent on the dining table, with you watching him as he inhaled your cooking. You had to remind him to slow down in case he got indigestion, but Jaebeom only responded with a “it’s tastes so good that I can’t help myself”, and proceeded to down the rest of the soup in one gulp.

As you cleaned the dishes, Jaebeom washed up and got dressed in his typical recording gear, consisting of one of his many hoodies, cargo pants and a bucket hat. A part of you was sad that he had to leave. Reluctantly, you squeezed him in a tight goodbye hug and placed a kiss on his cheek. You knew how important this recording was for him because the artist he was collaborating with was someone he respected for a long time. “Have a good day at work, and good luck, baby.” You wished him with a slight pout, missing him already.

“I will. I’ll be back in no time, okay?” Jaebeom promised, squishing your cheeks to turn your pout into a smile. He felt sorry because he knew that quality time was precious in your relationship, but it was hard to come by. “We can watch something tonight, your pick.”

“Deal.” You sealed it with a sweet kiss.

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chanstars · 4 years

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cuddles with Jaebum for @koreanmadeingreece ♡

you felt a few raindrops falling on you once you arrived outside of your apartment building. the summer rain was something that you didn’t experience often but it added more to the mood you had. you felt exhausted, after hours and hours of classes and a presentation, all you wanted right now was to be in your boyfriend’s arms in your shared bed.

you entered your apartment, taking your shoes off and going straight to your bedroom to wear something more comfortable. you entered the living room and plopped down on the couch. you were scrolling through your phone, waiting impatiently for your boyfriend to finally arrive home.

after a little more than a half-hour, you heard a jingling of keys outside the door, meaning that Jaebum has arrived home. before he managed to close the door, you got up and attacked him with a hug.

“someone must have missed me.” he said, rubbing your back.

you felt all the negativity flow away, feeling all the love and warmth that came with his presence. after a few moments he pulled away and pecked your lips, telling you that he missed you too.

you ate the takeout he brought, telling each other about your day. you told him about the presentation and he told you that the group started recording their new album. you both had a long day and you couldn’t wait to go to bed.

you got in bed and picked a movie to watch before falling asleep. he brought you close to his chest and wrapped his arms around you. the only thing that you were looking forward to the entire day: his cuddles.

you closed your eyes and enjoyed his warmth, too tired to pay attention to the movie. you felt his lips on your forehead and he hugged you even closer. he whispered a “goodnight”, closing his own eyes. soon you were both in your dreamland. being in each other’s arms was the best reward after a tiring day and one of the best parts of your relationship.

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cosmichoneyedblossoms · 4 years

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December 1st — The Naughty List

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 415

“He’s making a list and checking it twice…” You hummed as you wrapped a box in shiny red paper, “Gonna find out who's naughty or nice—”

“Did I hear you say ‘naughty,’ Y/N?” A gruff voice came from behind you and you looked up to see Jaebum’s face looking over you, “You thinking naughty thoughts while wrapping gifts?” Rolling your eyes, you sighed and taped down the final side of the present.

“It’s in the song, goofball. Santa checks over his naughty or nice list to see who gets gifts or who gets coal in their stockings.” He hummed at your response and squatted down to meet your gaze.

“Well then… are you on the naughty list or the nice list?” He quirked his brow with the asking of his question, his heavy gaze causing your cheeks to flush a bright red.

“W-what are you going on about?” You scoffed and then stood up to create space between you two, “It’s not a real thing Jaebum—”

“Oh, I know that, but…” He stood up right behind you and wrapped his hands around your waist, “I want to know if you’ve been a good girl or a bad girl…” You could feel his breath against your ear as his hands wandered between your thighs.

“Jaebum—”

“C’mon, be a good girl and answer me or you’re going to be punished for being a naughty girl.” With your silence, he pulled you to the couch and he sat down, “Alright, you chose your answer.”

“But I didn’t say anything!” You whined, but that didn't stop him from tugging down your sweatpants and bending you over his knees.

“This is your punishment for not answering me, Y/N. Naughty girls get spankings.” His smooth fingertips warmed the skin of your ass as he rubbed over your bubbly bottom, “I want you to count out ten of them.” You clenched your thighs together in anticipation as his hand left your body, a small yelp escaped you as his hand came down onto your flesh.

“O-one…” You breathed, waiting for the next spank to your ass. One after another, each slap of your ass had your folds glistening with your arousal that by the time he had reached the tenth spank you were dripping with pure hunger.

“Now, Naughty girl, how about we find you something to eat…” With the shifting of his legs under you, you could feel the meal he was referring to.

“Please…” You begged, “I’m starving…”

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130-mood-scenarios · 5 years

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GOT7 MASTERLIST

Mini Masterlist - GOT7

Ultimate Masterlist

The Smart One, bestfriend!jaebum

By Chance Part 1, stranger to lover

Mark

Unexpected

Jackson

Jinyoung

Youngjae

Yugyeom

Bambam

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chimfires · 5 years

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why do you always have to be right // Im Jaebum

*requested from this list.

Silence filled the sterile room around you. You groaned slightly, rubbing your eyes only to have your hand caught by an IV line in your arm. You huffed, squinting your eyes in hopes that they would adjust to the brightness surrounding you. The silence was almost deafening. A ringing that, if heard for too long, could easily drive a person mad.

“y/n?” a familiar voice asked. You slowly turned, the familiar face of your boyfriend greeting you. You blinked in response, mouth seemingly too dry to respond.

“Say something..” he whispered. You scanned the room, desperate to have something to drink.

“y/n.. I know you’re still mad... but you just had surgery.. I need to know if you’re okay or not.” He said. Your eyes locked on the bottle of water that was sat by his knee. You pointed to it, and you could see a faint rosy tint slowly spreading across his face. He opened it, handing it to you.

“I’m fine..” you replied, voice cracking.

“I know you wanted to eat before surgery.. but baby it was doctors orders.. You’d get sick if you did.” he replied, taking your hand in his. You rolled your eyes, laying back on the bed.

“Why do you always have to be right “ you grumbled. A small smile played on his lips.

“Because I’m me” he teased.

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15hours5177miles · 6 years

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On Hiatus

Dear Name: Jaebum Moodboard

Maxim - Meine Soldaten

I build a wall and burn down all bridges

systematically suppressing all thoughts about you

burn all photographs and censor the songs

no matter what's going to come, I can't lose control again.

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ahgaseda · 6 years

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to kill an empire || chapter 05

⇥ synopsis : when you agreed to marry Jaebeom, the heir to a lucrative but not quite legal organization, you never expected the boy who was once your greatest rival would inevitably become your most powerful ally...

⇥ warnings : this story in its entirety includes but is not limited to strong language, recurring gang violence, mentions of drug or alcohol abuse, and explicit sexual content, and is intended for an adult audience only!

No words passed between you and Jaebeom in the limousine. The two of you were caught in a place of anticipation of what the rest of the night held in store. Whenever you met his eyes, Jaebeom smiled softly, trying to put you at ease. To your surprise, it worked. You told yourself he must have been as nervous as you were. Though he didn’t look it. Meanwhile, you fiddled with your fingers in your lap.

The hotel suite was expansive and lavish, with a bottle of wine already chilled on ice. First things first, you slipped out of your shoes and plopped down on the edge of the bed, fingers tracing a faint pattern in the silky comforter.

Jaebeom strode past, untucking his shirt and opening the top few buttons. Grabbing two glasses, he proceeded to open the wine.

Swallowing thickly, your mind raced at the feeling of the mattress beneath you. Of course, there had been a few times you imagined being between the sheets with Jaebeom. Especially the fateful night you kissed him under the stars after escaping that chaotic college party. You wondered if he remembered that kiss.

“You alright over there?” Jaebeom suddenly asked, sounding almost amused. The silence was doing a number on him and he needed to hear your voice. His mind was racing and he assumed yours was too.

“Just let me have a glass or two of wine. Then, you can climb aboard and… do your thing,” you blurted without warning, clinging to the buzz of several glasses of champagne chugged at the reception.

Jaebeom turned to face you, eyebrows lifting as he barked, “Seriously?”

When he handed you a half-filled glass, you took a swift gulp and asked confusedly, “What?”

Your husband leaned against the wall, looking positively nonchalant though there was something indescribable in his eyes. “We don’t have to do this tonight,” he spoke softly, trying to alleviate the pressure you clearly felt.

You knew he would never press the issue if you turned him down, but truth be told, you wanted this. You wanted him. By rights, he was yours now. Downing the wine, you reminded, “We’re not technically considered married until we do.”

Jaebeom studied you, attune to every change in your expression and body language. He hated that you were scared and going to great lengths to hide it from him. “Have you ever…?” he started tentatively after a pause.

You were quick to interject, “No, I was under strict instructions to save my virtue for my husband.”

Jaebeom chuckled. “You’re so… technical.”

You debated whether to tell him you had thought about this before. Meanwhile, Jaebeom resisted the urge to lick his lips. There were fantasies in his mind that involved you beneath him, moaning his name. He would never divulge them to anyone, least of all you.

Unnerved at the silence, you prompted, “Well?”

“If this is what you want, we can do it,” he huffed. “But I don’t want you to feel like we have to.”

“Okay.”

Jaebeom added gently, “I’m not going to traumatize you.”

“I appreciate that,” you said, relaxing your shoulders. “Have you had a lot of practice?”

Jaebeom froze in place, wondering if there was an ulterior motive to you asking that particular question. After finding nothing but curiosity in your gaze, he replied with a firm, “Yes.”

Part of you already knew that. “Girlfriend?”

“No,” he said, wrinkling his nose at the idea. “Escorts. But don’t worry, I’m clean.”

Both admissions made you feel better, but you pressed, “Have you… ever been in love?”

Jaebeom stared into your eyes and almost - almost - told you the truth. But he couldn’t bring himself to be that vulnerable, to allow you to see that you held a piece of his heart and always had. Eventually, he whispered, “Never. Have you?”

“No,” you sighed with finality, though you swiftly avoided his eyes. “Love is weak.”

“Finally, we agree on something,” Jaebeom retorted with a chuckle, discarding his shirt and tossing it onto the nearby chair.

You snickered, realizing his silky tone was putting you more at ease. As you crawled backwards on the bed until you felt a mound of pillows, you murmured, “Please, keep talking.”

Jaebeom reached behind his shoulders, grasping his undershirt and yanking it over his head. “Does it make you feel less nervous?” he asked, though he knew the answer.

You swallowed the lump in your throat at the sight of his now half-naked body coming toward you. His arms were bulging with taut muscles and his chest was so broad, you suddenly felt very small and at his mercy. Nodding shyly, you moved to begin unfastening your pants.

Jaebeom shook his head, brushing your fingers away, and quickly said, “Don’t. I’ll do it.”

You let your hands fall, settling into the pillows and wondering if he could hear how hard your heart was pounding. As far as you were concerned, the entire hotel could hear it.

Jaebeom propped himself on hands and knees over you, hovering closer until you could feel his breath on your face.

“I’ve never been with a virgin before,” he mulled, more to himself. “You need to be vocal with me. I’m not a mind reader.”

“You’re not, huh?” you smarted, earning yourself a sharp yet playful glance. With a hard swallow, you asked, “Do you... ever think about that night... at the party?”

Jaebeom slowly lowered until you could feel the weight of his body on your own, his hips fitting between your thighs. Before you could let yourself be consumed by nerves, Jaebeom cupped your cheek, whispered, “I think about it all the time,” and kissed you.

Humming softly in surprise, you let yourself sink further into the mattress with him draping heavily over you. His lips connected with yours in gentle passes and you did your best to keep up with his fervor. You knew he was trying to distract you and you appreciated the way your mind began to race with excitement rather than anxiety.

Kisses became wetter and louder, and a smirk tugged at the corner of your mouth. It was overwhelming, how hungry he was for you, and yet he wasn’t rough or domineering though you knew he was more than capable of both. When his tongue slipped past your teeth, you didn’t hesitate to pull him closer. The chemistry was there; some would argue it always had been. Sliding your hands up his arms to cradle his face, you hummed longingly into his mouth.

A shaky breath left your lips as Jaebeom began kissing his way down your neck and chest, his hands slowly stripping you down to nakedness beneath him. Each time he proceeded to remove an article of clothing, his gaze met yours and you offered a nod for him to continue. His eyes were ravenous over your bared body, lingering on your perky nipples and the swell of your hips.

When you instinctively tried to cover your breasts, Jaebeom grabbed your hands and moved them to his waist. He was patient and gentle, which you were eternally grateful for, and every brush of his skin on yours made you shiver. For someone who had never been touched, you were incredibly sensitive to every move he made against you. Your breaths became faster and louder as he kissed aimlessly across your body. Your ears were pounding and you couldn’t help but squirm underneath him.

“Listen, I know how to help you relax. If you want me to do it,” Jaebeom started, his eyes fixated on yours as his lips were a mere inch from your nose. “Just tell me when to stop.”

“Okay,” you spoke your consent.

Jaebeom nodded and shifted his weight on the mattress. One minute he was kissing and nipping at your lips, the next his head was between your naked thighs.

Choking back your moans made your head spin as you held your breath. Your fingers were lost in Jaebeom’s hair, your legs moving restlessly on his broad shoulders. Your lower body shuddered as his warm hands roamed your thighs and hips hungrily, his mouth moving slowly and carefully against your bundle of nerves.

A whimper escaped your throat and your eyes rolled back. As he picked up speed and intensity, your back was beginning to curve off the mattress, your hips undulating beneath him.

Jaebeom broke from your core with a loud smack of his lips and teased, “Someone is quiet.”

His voice had dropped much lower than you were accustomed to and was husky with desire. “Fuck,” you moaned the moment his tongue was back on your clit and you could feel a lascivious smile against your sex.

Glancing down, you could see Jaebeom had begun grinding his hips into the mattress, trying to get some friction for the aching erection in his pants. The sight had your mouth watering and your body catching on fire. Especially since he was clearly focused on your pleasure and not his own.

Jaebeom snickered against your folds as you began chanting his name with a mix of profanity, your hips bucking into his face, and he pressed his hands deep into your hips to keep you in place. With a final cry, release washed over you and your thighs clamped on his head with a vengeance. You immediately pushed your hands toward your husband, trying to shove him away as the movements of his mouth became too much, your body trembling with sensitivity.

“Stop... please! Oh, god,” you cried out, shuddering involuntarily with the last few waves of orgasm. Jaebeom obliged you, wiping his lips roughly with the back of his hand. He gazed down at your glistening entrance and shaking thighs, and smirked at his handiwork.

“You’re beautiful,” Jaebeom growled in a whisper, crawling up to kiss and lap at your neck.

Trembling, you sank your nails into his biceps, scraping across his skin and tugging him closer to you. Your hips still shuddered involuntarily from the last of your climax ebbing away. You could feel a pool of liquid heat between your thighs and you were relieved, because it would make accommodating him easier.

Jaebeom had the same thought and his mouth watered. As he distracted you with his kisses, his palms were on your thighs, spreading you farther apart in his grasp. Fueled by his touch and how much you liked it and craved more, your hands were roaming his flesh and your breaths were rapid and laden with whimpers.

“I trust you,” you whispered meekly.

Jaebeom was ravenous at that and desired nothing more than to claim you for himself in every way possible. Everything about you was intoxicating him in that moment and his head felt hazy. He could feel your grasp on his skin, restlessly massaging him with your fingertips. The lust in your eyes was evident; pupils blown wide and Jaebeom wouldn’t take you any other way.

It was clear your husband tried to distract you, sucking rather insistently on the base of your neck to leave his mark as he pushed down his pants. His chest rubbed against your breasts while he guided himself to meet your folds, slowly but surely coaxing himself inside.

You sucked in a hard breath and met his eyes, a sensation of burning seizing your attention as you stretched to accept him. He stroked back and forth shallowly, almost tentatively. Whimpering, you sank your nails into his back until he released a groan on your shoulder and you rasped, “Keep going.”

Jaebeom gripped your thigh and pushed the rest of himself into you until he could go no further. A distressed sound fell from your lips as you adjusted and Jaebeom repeated his apologies into your neck over and over. You shuddered beneath him, winding your fingers in his hair and brushing your lips over his cheek. Jaebeom lifted his head, biting down on his lip as a groan resonated in his chest at how tight you were around him. The sight did something to you; made something in the pit of your stomach flare with pleasure.

With a shake of his head to toss the hair out of his eyes, Jaebeom glanced down at you and whispered, “You’re mine.”

That was your undoing as his words punctuated the increasing movements of his hips. You winched your eyes closed, cried out his name, and locked your ankles behind his back. Staring down at you, Jaebeom pressed a gentle kiss to your lips and knew hell would freeze over before he let anyone separate you from him again.

And in that moment, as the two of you became a tangle of bodies and an endless melody of soft moans and pants, you embraced the tears that fell from your lashes when ecstasy inevitably consumed you both together.

chapter 04 ⇤ chapter 05 ⇥ chapter 06

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