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Kinkuary 11 Jihoon — dacryphilia // overstimulation

➥ soft dom!Jihoon × sub!Reader

summary: Jihoon hates it when his girlfriend cries… unless she's crying because he's making her feel so good it hurts.

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warnings: afab reader, adult dialogue, established relationship, sexual content (minors dni!): dom!Jihoon, sub!Reader, oral (f receiving), fingering, unprotected sex (use protection!!), multiple orgasms, overstimulation, dacryphilia (Jihoon gets off on the reader crying), use of pet names (sweetheart, baby, angel, etc), praise, and I think that's all. Let me know if I missed any!

a/n: sorry this is so late as well! obviously dacryphilia and overstimulation go hand in hand and I felt like Jihoon fit this so well. I hope you enjoy this piece of Kinkuary and stay tuned for more! As always, this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only. banner made by me. I do not allow reposts or translations of my works. All my works are ©️ kwanisms.

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“Please, no more,” you whimpered, body shuddering as Jihoon dragged his fingers slowly inside your heat. “I know you can give me another one,” he said softly, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

It was a well known fact that Jihoon hated it when people cried around him. Not because he was disgusted but because most times, he didn’t know how to react. He especially hated it when you cried. That was the worst.

So imagine his surprise when you started crying during sex one time. He stopped immediately, thinking he’d hurt you in some way but you reassured him that you were crying because it felt so good.

Ego? Stroked. New kink? Unlocked.

Jihoon soon learned he got off a lot quicker and stronger when you cried during sex. He’d spend hours edging you just to see you cry from frustration and then he’d make you cum over and over before he finally fucked you until you couldn’t stop crying from how intense the pleasure was.

Tonight was no different, his head buried between your thighs for over an hour, licking, teasing, and sucking your clit, toying with your entrance before finally giving you two fingers while he continued to tease your swollen clit. He’d curl his fingers against your walls, coaxing each orgasm out of you, loving the way you shook under him.

He’d spent the last twenty minutes fingering you slowly, bringing you to the brink only to pull you away from it.

It was exhausting, maddening, and frustrated you to no end but damn it all if you didn’t love it.

“You’re doing so well for me baby,” he whispered in your ear, his two fingers pumping in and out of you at a steady pace. “You know you can give me more than that.”

It was true. You’d only had a few orgasms at this point and you both knew the most he’d ever gotten out of you was nine. Of course you were so exhausted you couldn’t even sit up afterwards and he had to do everything from helping you bathe to dressing you before you both curled up to sleep.

You weren’t sure if he was going for the same number or if he was going to try to break his record.

You couldn’t really complain when he was making you feel so good.

“Can you give me one more?” He asked softly. “One more and I promise I’ll fuck you so well baby.”

You let out a moan, head falling back against his shoulder.

After eating you out earlier, he’d changed positions, sitting against the headboard and holding you against him while he forced more orgasms out of you, supporting you with his body.

“Jihoon,” you moaned as he curled his fingers again. “That’s it baby,” he cooed. “One more. Give me one more.”

Your thighs shook, your fourth orgasm approaching as your back arched off him, one hand gripping his wrist, watching the way his forearm flexed, pushing you through your climax. You cried out as you came, thighs clenching around his arm but that didn’t stop him from helping you ride it out until you shook.

Jihoon pressed a kiss to your temple and released his grip on you. “Good girl,” he said softly as he laid you back on the mattress. He wiped his hand on his shirt before removing it and tossing it near the hamper.

He removed his pants and underwear before rolling you onto your stomach and grabbing one of the many throw pillows from the floor. He lifted your hips, placing the pillow under them before he moved into position behind you. “You don’t have to do anything,” he whispered, kissing your shoulder. “I promise I’ll take care of you.”

You mumbled incoherently as he took himself in his hand, giving his cock a few strokes before lining himself with your soaked hole and pushed into you unrestricted. “God I love the way you feel,” he groaned, hands gripping your hips as he bottomed out.

He truly did love the way your walls felt around his cock. No matter how many times you had sex, it always felt so damn good and he made a point of telling you every time how good you made him feel.

He set a steady pace, thrusting into you with deep measured strokes, his cock dragging against your walls and making you moan repeatedly. He knew your body better than anyone, maybe even better than you did, and he used his knowledge to his advantage.

He knew you preferred quality over quantity when it came to trusts. Under the right circumstances, he could have you coming undone in ten strokes or less. He knew exactly how to build up the tension and make you crumble in the quickest ways imaginable.

To put it simply, you were putty in his hands. His tremendously skillful hands.

You whimpered, your already sensitive core taking another assault but this time with your boyfriend’s cock plunging into you repeatedly, each thrust hard, deep, and timed. He never wore himself out needlessly. He also preferred quality over quantity.

Your walls clenched around him as you came again, a high pitched whine escaping you. “Five,” Jihoon said breathlessly, continuing to thrust into you. He had a lot more stamina than most would expect him to but he was well trained and practiced when it came to you.

“Jihoon,” you whimpered, feeling the corners of your eyes burn as the edges of your vision blurred with unshed tears. “That’s it, my good girl,” he murmured, ducking his head to kiss along your shoulder, burying his cock inside and rolling his hips. “J-jihoon,” you stammered, burying your face in the sheets.

“Give me another, sweetheart. I know you can,” Jihoon said softly, resuming his thrusts, setting a faster pace with just as measured strokes as before. “You always give me so many,” he added, one of his hands tangling in your hair. “Give me just one more.”

His thrusts increased in intensity, his hips hitting your ass forcefully and forcing a moan out of your lips with each hard stroke. “Ah! Jihoon... can’t! Please!” You begged but it fell on deaf ears. You and Jihoon both knew you could go longer. Unless you used your safeword which you’d never used before.

“Come on baby, cum for me again.” And you did. You came again, letting out a muffled scream into the bedsheets while he counted outloud. “Six.”

Jihoon pulled out of you, rolling you onto your back and slotting himself between your legs, sliding back in easily, the intrusion making your body tense and convulse under him.

“Looks like that’s seven,” he whispered, watching your face contorted in pleasure as you came yet again.

“You’re so insatiable,” you whimpered as he cupped your cheek. “You can still use big words?” He asked jokingly. “I guess I need to fuck you harder,” he added, punctuating his statement with a hard thrust that had you crying out. “You know you love it when I fuck you dumb,” he added, pressing his thumb to your bottom lip.

You parted your lips, allowing his thumb into your mouth and sucked on it. He’d always had a thing for your mouth. Even if it wasn’t on his cock, he liked it when your mouth was occupied. “You’re such a good girl for me,” he said, his voice soft and gentle in complete contrast to his hips.

The room was full of the sound of his skin against yours as well as the lewd sounds your cunt made when he fucked you. Your cheeks burned at the sound. “Open your eyes,” Jihoon ordered quietly. You obliged him, meeting his gaze through hooded lids. “There's my angel,” he said with a sweet smile.

“You gonna cum again?” He asked, noticing the way your walls fluttered around his cock. You moaned against his hand as your climax hit again. “Eight,” he murmured, pulling his thumb from your mouth and taking your lips in a kiss. “Two more,” he mumbled against your lips. “Just two more.”

You shook your head, eyes opening to look up at him. Tears finally slipped past your eyes, running down your temples and disappearing into the sheets. “Fuck,” Jihoon groaned, cock twitching inside you.

“Okay fine,” he moaned, cupping the back of your head. “One more.”

His hips moved faster, his thrusts less timed and measured. He was trying to pull one more orgasm out of you before he went over the edge himself. His free hand snaked between your bodies to rub sloppy circles against your swollen and sensitive clit, making you cry harder, a sob escaping your lips as the tears flowed freely.

“That’s it baby,” Jihoon moaned. “Cry for me.”

“Ji-i-i-“ you whined, unable to form a coherent thought as another wave of climax hit you, your back arching off the mattress. “Good girl. Oh you’re such a good girl for me,” Jihoon groaned, chasing his own orgasm. “Fuck, I love you so much,” he rasped, not giving you a chance to respond, taking you in another kiss as his own orgasm washed over him in waves. He moaned against your lips as his hips stuttered, cock twitching inside you as he came, painting your walls with his hot thick cum.

The feeling of him cumming inside you drove you over the edge one final time and you came again with a sob of his name as Jihoon slumped against you, breathing heavily.

Neither of you spoke, instead coming down from your respective highs slowly, trying to catch your breath.

Finally he pulled out of you and rolled onto his back. “Talk to me, Y/N,” he said in a surprisingly calm voice. “Are you okay?” He asked, turning to his to look at you.

Nodding slowly, you tried to focus on breathing evenly. “‘M so tired,” you whispered. Jihoon rolled onto his side and pressed a kiss to your cheek. “I’ll be right back. I promised to take care of you.”

He got up, pulling on his underwear and pants before disappearing into your bathroom for a moment and returning with a warm wet washcloth. He carefully wiped you down, discarding the cloth inthe hamper and picking up the discarded clothing on the floor.

He grabbed a clean pair of panties and shirt for you to sleep in.

Once you were in clean clothes, he pulled back the covers and helped you under them, climbing in next to you and pulling you into his embrace, wrapping his arms around you protectively.

“You did so well for me, baby. I’m so proud of you,” he said quietly, his lips pressed to your forehead.

“Ten. That was ten orgasms this time,” he added. You sighed sleepily. “A new record.” You mumbled, making him chuckle. “Yeah. My personal best,” he joked.

“New high score.”

#mars.recs #K 🍑#THE WAY THAT I WAS ASSAULTED BY THIS AND BY JUNE AND NOVA #literally while i was reading it they were sending me gifs of jihoon and mingyu #this is torture of the highest degree #ive done nothing wrong #i do not deserve this #i want this man so bad #when i tell you THAT I WANT HIM #soooooooo much #it's literally not explainable #thats not even proper english #and i dont care #im UPSET!

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