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sugarcherriess · 3 years ago

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I think my eyes had an orgasm 😵‍💫😵‍💫

channie's room

pairing: chan x reader (afab) word count: 2.6k rating: 18+ warnings: cockdumb. breeding. dirty talk. fucking in chan's room. he calls you pup. you're dirty and desperate asf in this one, basically. a/n: 100 followers special....!! i'm sure chan's room is a common backdrop for these sort of fics but i wanted to join in! nOT PROOFREAD BTW IM LAZY

“so, this is where the magic happens?” you say with a smile, looking around the small confines of the infamous chan’s room. turns out, it looks a lot smaller when you can only see it through a vlive or a hastily taken selfie. its small but, you expected smaller. it’s actually roomier than i thought.”

“yeah, i manage.” chan says, sat in his desk chair, feeling slightly under the microscope as you sweep your gaze over his second home. hell, he sleeps here more than he sleeps in his own bed; the couch, which takes up most of the room in this glorified closet, is necessary.

chan had been hesitant to bring you here. to his room. to the jyp building. he’s not supposed to be dating and he’d fed the managers a few lies about how you knew each other… whether or not they actually believed him was yet to be determined.

its 2am and, luckily, he’d managed to get you into the building without anyone questioning it. most of the staff are at home, so most of the people who might question your presence are dealt with. he knew minho, hyunjin and felix were in the dance studio — floors below, a safe enough distance. he’d told everyone he was going to bed anyway. then, he brought you here.

“it’s weird seeing you in here, not through a screen,” you have to point out, gingerly taking a seat on the sofa. you eye his setup, an idea coming to mind. “nice view. weird to think someone could be sucking you off during your vlives and we’d never see them.”

chan’s eyes widen at the sheer thought. “i. i would never,” he gasps. and you believe him. he’d never do something so dangerous.

“i know, i know,” you reassure him, “you’d never do something so dirty.”

chan winces, pretty noticeably. he bites down on his bottom lip, eyeing you with a slanted gaze. “babygirl…” his voice serves as a warning, a warning you have no plans to heed.

“what about when you’re not live?” you continue, very tactfully changing your seat from the couch to his lap, straddling him in his chair, “you ever fucked anyone in here?” you press your mouth to his ear, swiping at his earlobe with your tongue.

“what if i have?” he replies with a smirk, his hands attaching to your waist.

“then you better have a good reason for why you haven’t fucked me in here yet.” you snap quietly, rolling your hips against him. chan chuckles into your ear and it has all the hair on the back of your neck prickling upwards.

suddenly, a hand tangles itself expertly in your hair, tugging you roughly so you’re face to face with chan. “maybe i only fuck good girls in here.”

you wanna play some more. wanna tease him. but chan is better at this than you. and he always wins. you’re always the one to give in first, to palm him through his shorts, to rut against him so pathetically that he laughs in victory before fucking you with your legs hooked over his shoulder. and tonight will probably be no different; but you attempt.

“but fucking a bad girl in here would feel so much better.” you tell him, grinding him roughly, suddenly glad you wore sweatpants.

chan looks at you with an eyebrow cocked upwards. “yeah?” he says, “sounds like something a bad girl would say.” he slides one hand up your sweatshirt, tugging down a laced cup of your bra so he can claim one of your nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

you moan, a little louder than you ought to, and chan freezes. his hand stilling your grinding hips. he looks to the closed door and then back at you, his gaze piercing, stern. “you want everyone at jyp to hear you?” his pinches your nipple, hard, “quiet. or i’ll stop.”

“y-yes chan. m’ sorry.” you whine at him, burying your face in his neck. oh how easy it was to have you crumbling under him, atop him, anywhere. he grins, continuing to tug playfully at your hard little nipple.

“is that why you wanted me to fuck you in here? you want everyone to hear you?” he sneers, taking your ear lobe between his teeth and sucking dutifully before continuing, “you think i’m gonna bend you over that table and let everyone hear you?”

you just manage to a stifle another moan. chan’s freshly erect cock pushing up against you through the combined barrier of his thin shorts and your loose sweatpants. still, you wanted to play more. “what? is baby too scared he’ll get caught? don’t wanna get into trouble?” you pout and mockingly suck on your thumb, fucking loving the flash of anger you catch in his eyes.

“up.” he commands, his large hand wrapping around your jaw, gripping your cheeks and making you pout; you follow at once as he guides you up, off him and onto the floor, where you kneel by his leg. you sit your pussy right on his shoe, for good measure, and wrap your arms around his leg.

he looks at you, like you’re the dirtiest little slut he’s ever brought up here — and you’re going to make sure you are.

chan starts tidying away his expensive shit that litters the desk, for as much as he wants to fuck you silly, he doesn’t have warranty on half this stuff. “get yourself off while i do this.” he says, dropping his left hand to your face and pushing his thumb into your mouth.

you obey immediately, grinding against his leg desperately like some pathetic dog. needy and humpy and so fucking wet. you can tell chan is taking his time on purpose. he’s even opened his laptop. you hear him click away with his free hand, nonchalantly, like nothing’s happening below the desk. he’s such a god damn expert at maintaining his cool, it has you wondering if he’s ever done anything like this during a live. his composure is so perfect… you’d never know. the very thought has you humping his leg harder, faster. chan’s shoe doesn’t provide ideal friction, but you’re desperate so you rut and rut, hoping your clit finds purchase on anything.

you swirl his thumb around your mouth, uncaring that your reluctance to actually close your lips around him has left drool trailing down your chin.

chan had won without you even noticing. fuck. going dumb already and he wasn’t even paying attention to you. this has to be your lowest fucking moment — literally. your pussy flush against his shoe, drool all over your chin… pathetic.

“look at you.” chan says, right on cue, tugging his thumb out of your mouth, admiring the string of saliva that connects the two of you until it snaps. “fucking yourself dumb on my shoe. yeah?”

you nod slowly, eyes huge and shiny, staring at chan like he put the stars in the sky. “yeah. yeah. want channie.” you babble, rutting against his shoe again, “i’ll be so quiet. please, please fuck me.”

chan ponders for a moment or two, dragging this out as much as he possibly can. he even taps his chin comically and hmm’s and ahh’s as he “considers” fucking you. “i dunno,” he finally says, lifting his foot upwards against your pussy, “maybe i am too scared. don’t wanna get into trouble.”

you bite back a distraught moan, only barely though, chan hears the whine catch in your throat and he grins straight down at you, working his foot against your overdressed cunt.

“channie. please. i’m so wet,” you beg, rutting harshly against his shin, too turned on to even think straight, “chan it’s too much. please.”

when tears start forming in your eyes, chan’s interest is entirely piqued. he pouts at you, his eyes full of ingenuous concern. “is baby gonna cry about it?” he mockingly sucks his thumb, smirking as he does so.

yeah. yeah you were gonna cry. the shoe wasn’t enough, your clit was aching, your knees are dirty from the dusty floor and chan was laughing at you. you whimper, letting the tears fall, pressing your pussy so hard against chan’s shoe that you’re sure you could break his ankle.

“god. you’re so fucking pretty when you cry, puppy.” chan groans. finally, something gets to him. his hand comes to your face and thumbs away your tears, quickly shoving the same thumb into your mouth. you lap up your own salty tears while crying more out. “does babygirl want fucked?”

you nod your head furiously, still sucking away at his thumb. you meet his gaze through your teary vision, pleading to him with your shiny eyes. “please please, please. i want fucked. i’ll be good. i’ll be quiet.” you round your slurred sentence off by squeezing your thighs around his shoe.

“i know you’ll be quiet. because you don’t wanna fucking find out what happens if you’re not.” chan grabs a fistful of your hair, yanking you upwards until you’re half-standing and pushes you until you’re completely bent over the desk; presented to him. you continue to weep in anticipation, not entirely sure what chan has in store for you. like a good girl, you stay quiet and wait for whatever is coming next.

“would love to go live right now and stream your fucked out face to thousand of people.” chan mutters, pressing his sheathed erection against your ass. his fingers hook around around the waistband of your sweatpants and he yanks them down, underwear in tow, exposing your ass and cunt to the room. “my gosh. you’re leaking everywhere, pup.” he runs two fingers through your folds, from your hole to your clit and back again. you wriggle at the touch, attempting to push yourself against him… but he steps away, tutting.

“so hasty. are you that desperate?” he chides, raising his hand up and delivering a harsh slap to your exposed ass cheek.

you are. fucking hell you are. “i am. i am,” you tell him through a chorus of half-sobs and half-moans, shaking your ass and pussy at him; your chest and face are pressed to the desk below, braced and ready for the ungodly force chan is surely about to unleash upon you. “channie. please. i need you inside.”

“in here?” he asks, pressing the tip of his thumb inside you ever so slightly, “you want me in here?”

curbing the urge to scream, you just groan some unintelligible noises of agreement. you’d unknowingly drooled on the desk below you and now your face and hair was covered in dry saliva; you didn’t even give a fuck. everything else could wait until after chan had fucked you stupid.

“shit.” chan’s voice comes from behind you, his tone serious all of a sudden, “i don’t have condoms here.”

god, are you fucking sick of his shit. you stamp your feet and whine. “cum inside. just cum inside me, channie, please!” your voice cracks again, “i want you to cum inside. want your puppies. please.”

now, you seemed to have rendered chan almost speechless; he keeps the tip of his thumb moving in and out of your hole, enjoying the way your cunt chases his hand for more. “you want me to put my pups in you, yeah?”

“please.” is all you can say now. your hair sticks to your face, drool coats your chin, previously shed tears have left your eyes reddened. what more could chan do to you?

finally, you seem to be in luck. he delivers another quick slap to you ass before you feel him wriggling out of his shorts and boxers. “puppy’s cried enough today. i’ll take it from here.” and in one swift motion, he’s buried entirely inside you, his cock stuffing you to the stomach.

you cry out, shoving your own fingers in your mouth in a hurried attempt to suppress the noise. chan seems pleased with your makeshift gag. he slides his dick entirely out of you, before pushing back in. in and out, in and out. his strong hands grip your waist tight, slamming you backwards, matching his rhythm.

“look at this little cunt. so wet and willing to take my puppies.” chan grunts behind you, slamming into you, suddenly not concerned about volume as the sound of your skin slapping together fills the room. he pulls his dick out again, using its tip to spread your juices all through your folds. you shudder, weak to the sensation of his cock pushing through your pretty slit, teasing your clit. “feel that. feel how wet pup is for me.”

for, what seems like an eternity, chan stays, slapping his cock against your sensitive clit. each slap sending sharp prickles of electricity through every vein in your body. every part of you was on fire. you’re limp against the desk now, letting chan handle you however he liked. he shoves his thick cock back inside you, fucking you again, rougher, faster. hands holding you tighter, creating bruises for sure.

he peers up at your face and nearly blows his load at the sight of you splayed out on the desk, fingers shoved haphazardly in your mouth, eyes rolling back. you looked fucking possessed. and it’s driving chan crazy.

now, it’s his turn to stifle a groan as he bucks into your cunt, his eyes trained steadily on your face as you lose your mind to cock.

“wan’ cum.” you mumble, through a mess of fingers, spit and hair.

chan already knew, he could feel you tightening. he slackens his pace, fucking you deeper rather than faster. “can pup even handle it?” he asks, his voice like venom as slowly pumps into you, “look at you. fucked out. you’re nothing but a place for me to empty my pups into.”

“yeah. yeah.” you agree, your brain seeing nothing but black fuzz and stars, “want breed.”

“i’ll breed you baby, i’ll fucking—“ chan holds your waist completely still, holding you tight as he relentlessly slams into you, “fucking. fill you up.”

your orgasms land like two trucks colliding into each other. chan cursing furiously in hushed whispers while you gag and whine around four of your fingers. chan keeps you bouncing against him while he empties his cum into you, careful not to a waste a speck; and all you can do is lay there and take it — not that you have any objections. “can’t believe that little cunt of yours can hold all that cum.” he says, panting like he’d just run a marathon. “baby?”

“mm?” you whine, still unmoving. limp. the aftershocks of your orgasm still buzzing through your nerves. chan loops his arms around your midriff and brings your back to his chest — and he has to really hold you up, because you sure aren’t in any state to hold yourself up.

with his cock still buried inside you, he hugs you tightly, melding his body together perfectly with yours. he kisses your neck, your head, he wipes the drool off your cheek and fixes your hair. “so pretty…” he coos gently in your ear, massaging made up patterns into your hips and waist. “my babygirl.”

you sigh happily at those words, craning your neck round so chan can plant a kiss on your lips.

then. there’s a knock at the door. you both freeze on the spot.

“…channie-hyung,” comes hyunjin’s quiet voice, “are you done yet?”

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sugarcherriess · 3 years ago

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dont even know how I come up w those scenarios... ig years of me reading wattpad HELP - cofie

wattpad omg… i rmr reading that one soulmate au on there that i STILL recommend to people

the link if anyone wants to read it 🗿

#adonisspeaks #adorecs #{my lovely cofie}

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sugarcherriess · 2 years ago

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Adonis Requested -

-> All Planned Out – Hyunjae | s

#˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Adorecs #I will use this as a post where I gather all m req’d stuff for my own ease #+#i also recommend all of them 💓💓#talented authors each and every one of you!

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sugarcherriess · 3 years ago

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Em suggested labeling my recommendations w “adorecs” a wordplay with adonis, adore and recommendations and imma be using that from now on 😋💅🏼

thank you @noempathyy for your delicious brain

#adoniscries

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sugarcherriess · 3 years ago

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it’s been a whole year since i stumbled upon this fic and i wish i could say i’ve gotten over it but i haven’t. this fic fills me with so many emotions at once that it’s hard to discern one feeling from the other. reading this fic was a religious experience.

[hyunjae] the sea is yours to take

pairing: lee jaehyun x (female) reader genre: fantasy, royalty au, romance, slow burn warnings: mentions of death, some violence wc: 36k

synopsis: The Seven Sins and the Seven Gifts of the Spirit are warriors, exceptionally skilled in fighting, and they’re all dead. That is, all except you, The Gift of Fortitude. It’s an uneasy time in the kingdom with eastern Lords and northern bandits threatening a rebellion. You feel that it’s your duty to try and maintain peace within the kingdom. But when the King sends you away for an act of treason, you aren’t sure how much you can do so far from home. And it certainly doesn’t help that Jaehyun, the southern Lord of the estate you’ve been sent to, seems to hate your guts.

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#adorecs #hyunjae fanfic

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adoreccs · 3 years ago

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what the fuck my poor heart???!/!/£2&2&2&&:&:

commission for @sebongajju! thank you so much for your req, I hope you like it <3 commission a fic from me here

— [11:11 am] perhaps approaching your crush when he looks like he just rolled out of bed wasn’t the best idea, yet here you were. it was now or never. sunwoo stands in front of you with tired, but wide eyes at your hastiness to talk to him.

you stop yourself before you can even get a word out. almost bolt away at his expression to forget your plans to confess to him, but moments where he made your heart beat a little faster than usual, caused a cage of butterflies to erupt in your tummy, and had you awake at the wee hours of the night staring at your ceiling with a warm hue painting your cheeks all because of a simple hug when you said goodbye was enough to keep you rooted in your spot.

“kim sunwoo,” you say, chest puffed out and shoulders straight. “i like you. a lot.”

the boy in front of you says nothing, eyes still wide. it’s silent for a second, then another, and then another when you realize that he might not experience the same feelings you do during those heart fluttering moments that you share. a few passerby’s could probably hear your heart break just a twinge if they listened closely.

sunwoo feels wide awake now, shaking his head slightly to snap him out of his daze. he opens his mouth to say something, anything to your confession, but you know sunwoo like the back of your hand after spending all these years by his side and watching him with honey dripped gazes from afar. the look in his eyes is enough to tell you how he feels.

and sunwoo, knowing you like the back of his hand, can tell that you’ve already made up your mind. you see right through him in this moment, there was no changing, no lying, no beating around the bush that he could do in order to stop your heart from breaking in two. one half for you and one half for him.

“it’s okay,” you interrupt him before he can get a word out, a small smile on your face. “I know you don’t feel the same way, but I just had to tell you. for me to clear my mind and finally stop thinking about you at every moment of my day.”

as you turn away, sunwoo’s hand reaches out to stop you and comfort you as he takes half a step forward but he retracts. sunwoo figures that it’s best he still says nothing because he does love you, but maybe not in the way you love him. it’s strange when you love someone. you’d rather hurt by yourself than have them hurt because of you.

you don’t look back in hopes that what you said was true.

you’d stop thinking of kim sunwoo.

taglist: @deputyjuyeon @wonjaems @nyujjan @changminurheart @stxrles-nxmss @wooyoung-a @tr330 @moonieric @exfolitae @cybersxn @softyfor-sweaterpaws @lilacdreams-00 @nycol-ie @morauvmi @tsukypoetic @luvrbin @sohnkiss @pockyandme @mavericsohn @paolennenicole @allorysayshi @nanamioo @changmin-wrlds @i6swoo @en-sun @enhacolor @notbeforelong @sebongajju @choielyssa @ja4hyvn @im4karu @joshuaseyes @defjcm @kpoploverforever27 @lavienhwa @lillotus17

#adorecs #NO #sunwoo angst #the boyz angst

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sugarcherriess · 2 years ago

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No because. Because. Because. No.

Comfort author oh my god im gonna cry this is so sad and sweet and why am i feeling attacked and hugged at the same time 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 such a beautiful concoction of words but its always like that with your fics im so in love 🥹

Love- Eric Sohn

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 744

Inspired by. “what thing worthy of love can be found in me?”- franz kafka

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#˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Adorecs #pup you need to read this

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sugarcherriess · 2 years ago

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NO BECAUSE WHAT???? WHAT????

I fucking read this twice 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 and the ending killed me both times WHAT DO YOU MEAN SNAP BACK TO REALITY I REJECT THIS REALITY

Atonement

Pairing: ”Pastor”! Sangyeon x Fem! reader

Synopsis: You’ve got an embarrassing crush on your senior upperclassman and have no clue what to do every time he’s too nice to you. Little do you know he’s fully aware of your crush on him and is determined to do something about it…

Word Count: 1,398

Warnings: 18+ only (minors dni), mentions of catholic religion & misrepresentation of it (not main plot, mixing pastor & father terms), roleplaying, spanking, slight fingering (w/ a dash of cum tasting), pet names (sweetheart, good girl)

A/N: You know what costume I’m talking about, no explanations needed. No one was doing a fic about this Sangyeon (from what I know) & so I’m here to bless you all. Enjoy my little twist 😈

Taglist: @sugarcherriess @jasminexox5, my darling 🐿 (I ACTUALLY DID IT LOL)

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“Bless me father for I have sinned…” “And what are your sins my child?”

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#˗ˏˋ Queue-p Mayo ´ˎ˗#˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Adorecs #Sangyeon smut #adonis approved

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sugarcherriess · 2 years ago

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Oh my god

Im???????

HOW DID YOU UNDERSTAND THE ASSIGNMENT BETTER THAN IT WAS IN MY HEAD????????

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 yall dont contact me for 4-5 business days im GRIEVING

Daisy my love its like 5am and i woke up because a fucking sparrow was yelling ourside my window and saw your post abt requests and im. Pls. If im not late. May I request (We will never speak of this ever again) hyunjae + 10

Iw ill leave b4 my sleep deprived brain gains coherent decision making skills and unsends this mwah

(My my my, fancy seeing you here Adonis 😏 I hope you enjoy the mess I made for you 💕)

All Planned Out

Member & Prompts: Lee Hyunjae (TBZ) + 10. “Spread your legs wider”

Warnings: Smut (18+, minors DNI), Roommate! Hyunjae x Fem! Reader, Use of sex toy (vibrator) Oral (f. recieving), Power play? ish?

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It was a Friday night, and you were ready to call it a day and get right to your “self-love” routine. You had been preparing for this night for weeks since it was the only time you got a day off from work. And you made sure it was going to be perfect and according to plan. Bubble bath, lit candles, jazz music, drink your favorite wine, order good take-out, and maybe even use that vibrator you had bought but forgot about over a month ago (yes, because you consider that self-love too).

Everything had been going so perfect, almost everything in your list was checked off except the last segment of the night: using the vibrator. Just as you were already wearing said vibrator, getting ready to try it out, you hear a doorbell ring. You knew it had been your roommate’s food delivery since you already had yours earlier in the night. You ignored the sound since it wasn’t for you.

Ding… Ding… Ding! Oh my god, where the hell is Hyunjae and why isn’t he answering the door? You decided to put on your shorts and answer it yourself, your vibrator still lodged inside you and the remote on one hand.

“Hyunjae your food’s at the door!” You shout, hoping he’d hear you from whoever the hell we was. As you’re walking down the hall you place the vibrator’s remote on the kitchen counter so you could get the delivery outside. While you were making your way to the door, Hyunjae emerges from the bathroom just having finished his shower. The moment he got out of the bathroom, he sees an unfamiliar pink device on the kitchen counter. Curious about what it was he decides to walk towards it and hold it in his hand. What the hell is this? He wondered as he pressed the button without thinking.

Suddenly, he heard a strange noise coming from the entrance of the door. Huh? He presses it again and he’s the moan once more. He peaks out at the hallway to see you, holding his food delivery but frozen in place.

“Oh, y/n! Thanks for getting me my foo- are you okay?” He raises his eyebrow. Of course you’re not. Your vibrator suddenly moved while you were closing the door. “Yeah I’m f-fine”. It was a real pain trying to walk back to the kitchen and not make a sound.

“Okay, anyway do you know what this is?” You look up at Hyunjae, trying not to make it obvious of what was happening down at your core but your gaze suddenly whipped at the object he was holding.

“Wait Hyunjae don’t touch tha-” he pressed another button again, making the vibration increase in speed. You suddenly grasp the edge of the kitchen counter and let out a loud moan. The look on Hyunjae’s face was in pure shock, he was practically freaking out on why you had made such a lewd noise so randomly. It took him a matter of seconds to realize that the device he was holding was the reason why you reacted that way, making him grin from ear to ear.

“Since when did you have things like this y/n? hm?” He presses a button once more, making the vibration at its highest setting.

“Fuck- Hyunjae stop!”

“Nah I’m good. I like watching you like this.” giving you an incredibly cocky smile.

“Jae- please! Oh my god!” You try to control your reactions, trying not to egg him on further.

“…and what if I dont?” he responds back. You were starting to feel out of it that you couldn’t even think straight anymore. “Please. Please stop” you plead.

“…Only if you allow me to replace that toy with my mouth instead.” He looks at you dead in the eyes. You knit your eyebrows in confusion and couldn't get any coherent word out of your throat.

“Answer?” He lifts up the remote in his hands, practically waiving in infront of you as he waits for your reply.

“O-okay! okay! Just turn it off!” He follows your plea and presses the button again, shutting off the vibrator. You lean over the kitchen counter, trying to catch your breath. You hadn’t noticed Hyunjae pocketed the remote in his pants and walked right behind you, up until you feel his hard on press against your ass. He quickly turns you around and lifts you to sit on the counter. He suddenly pulls your shorts off and the vibrator out from your core. You whine at the suddenly emptiness inside you. He quickly dives into your pussy, licking one fat stripe between your folds with the tip of his tongue grazing your sensitive bud. You groan as you feel your hips jerk towards him.

“Spread your legs wider.” He commands and you instantly place your feet on the counter, spreading your legs far apart as much as you can while leaning back on your bent elbows with your glistening core fully out on display for Hyunjae. Oh how he wish he could take a picture of you like this right now.

He lowers his head and starts eating you out deliciously, his hot breath and his glorious tongue moving inside you has you seeing stars. “Just so you know-” He pauses to look up at you and you look back at him with hazy eyes,

“You don’t have to use toys anymore while I’m around”. There goes your Friday night plans out of the window.

#˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Adorecs #hyunjae smut

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