#jinyoungmoans answered

[jjpmoans]

20 for the fanfic asks please 💖

🍁 Do you have a favorite fanfic or author? If so, tag them/post a link and share the love!

Ohh you just want me to share all the sins right? hahahahhaha okay but I think I gonna list a whole Tumblr here dnwiednwefnnei bear with me please lol

BTS 💣

@floralseokjin - holy motherfucking shit she is no joke I swear and believe me, she made me a yoongi’s slave. That’s it. And remember to take a cold- very cold shower

Please Be Naked [Min Yoongi]

@kpopfanfictrash - A goddess of writing, if you may address her. Okay but I have tons of favourite fic from her I can’t even choose. Okay maybe one.

Atalanta [Jimin]

@ricewritings - She just start writing recently and I am offended that she didn’t write earlier when she writes this good! Now if you want a cuddly Yoongi, go.

Extra Bit More Than Usual [Yoongi]

GOT7 💊

@prettywordsyouleft - honestly you should read her whole library but my favourite shall be Jinyoung right but huh hahahhahhaa Jaebeom still wins.

 King of Demon [Jaebeom]

@jj-nyoung - of course one shouldn’t leave this sinful smut queen hahahhaa but everyone should know that Rin also writes amazing non smut. So I’d recommend two pieces

Fragrance (make sure to read the sequel too) | Erotica [M]

@fairygyeom  - though she has left Tumblr but her works are still here so I really really recommend you to go through her library but okay so read her series.

Three Little Kings ( I swear this and all those chibi you see on internet. Get ready to be whipped)

@inyournightmares97 - I love every work she wrote but I have two that tops everything.

Mafia series (Jinyoung *cough* smut *cough*) | Hybrid au [Jaebeom]

@taexual - She really writes sins and tragedies. I swear the last word from the fic haunts me until today.

Touch [M] [Jaebeom]

@itsallabigmess - Bitch if you never read her stuff better head there. Hahahahhaha okay I do love her entire library but my fav one will be 

Of Charms and Threads [Jackson] 

@kpopchangedme - My goodness. I have to choose again? I love everything though…. okay

Third Ones A Charm [Jinyoung]

@tuanyiems - Girl if you want all the cheesiness, drown yourself in her library. She’s as cheesy as Mark is. I swear your fingers will curl up but don’t worry. Its all good.

My Giant [Jaebeom] | Whisked Away [Youngjae] 

@pepiygs - if you haven’t been overwhelmed, now read this and be overwhelmed.

24 Letters [Jinyoung]

@parkhabits - Actually, read her whole library. I can’t choose no stop making me choose.

@dearbeommie - Okay Lay has a huge fluff library and I haven’t got to read all yet but I really love two of them.

Reverie [ Jaebeom] |  Do you want to see the stars with me? [Jaebeom]

@xuxigyeom - Again, if you haven’t been here, GO HERE AND READ! 

Happy 21st Birthday [Mark Tuan]

@listlessmaenads - Actually, Go For Broke is my top for now but since it is ongoing, so I’m choosing the second in line instead

Tension [M] [Jaebeom]

@kpopstories - Okay maddie? She writes the longest and I always get exhausted at the end of the fic but it worth everything! So I know most of her followers love Bait and Trap but I’m gonna go with Mr I’m not Cute I’m Sexy

No Guts No Glory [M] [Jaebeom]

@softforimjaebum - Yeap. The sinnest of all has come. The day I decided that being sandwich might be actually good.

Rosemary & Thymes [M]  [JJP threesome]

Okay so I’ve listed almost all of my favourite author and writers. But if you’re not listed, please know that I may probably haven’t read your fics since I am still reading my mutuals’ works. And shout out to all writers who have been writing diligently to share really beautiful fantasy for us readers!

[prettywordsyouleft]

Hahahahaha girl, we can't ignore the fact that we've been blessed if jinyoung is a lifeguard. Also, i saw a new ship name? Jinelle? Not chelleyoung anymore? Aw sadd

There is no such thing as Jinelle. Or Chelleyoung.

People thought if they changed the name from Chelleyoung to something else, it could still exist. That they could keep their Chelleyoung love alive.

However, it’s all a lie. No ships are in sail here.

[girlonpanic]

Questions, nell. You've read my fic?????

,,,,, i may have run across a little something while i was at work ,,,,, a tiny peek. TINY.

[flowerbeom]

Okay mom. Jjp or jackbeom?

Oof, in what way? 

To hang out with, be best mates with? JJP

Sexually, to have insidious scrumptious escapades with? JackBeom

[ make me choose: this or that? ]

[kittae]

I think rough sex and degradation is okay. As long as both parties enjoy them and no one is hurt. Also I find that degradation sometimes is really hot and it sometimes turns me on. So I think you can totally try writing them! If it makes you happy to explore new things, then do it!

Yeah definitely!! I mean... degradation without consent or enjoyment of BOTH parties is basically just abuse so... that’s a big no. Consent is #1 priority in exploring new kinks and sexual activities. Yeah I’m definitely excited to learn more about it so I can give a more realistic image of what’s going down! It’s a journey for me as much as it is for you guys lol

[tuanyiems]

give ♡ this ♡ to ♡ the ♡ twelve ♡ nicest ♡ people ♡ you ♡ know ♡ if ♡ you ♡ get ♡ five ♡ back ♡ you ♡ must ♡ be ♡ perfect ♡ HI MARKIE GIRLFRIEND

NIK!!!! You win number one in my heart just for saying that lol!!!

[hotpinkhoshi]

the pact | epilogue

pairing: jinyoung x reader

genre: romance, smut, a lil angst

warnings: unprotected sex, oral (m receiving), pure sugary sweet FLUFF

word count: 5.4k

summary: you desperately need to get over your decade-long crush on lim jaebeom, and your close friend jinyoung needs to get over his ex—so the two of you make an arrangement: just sex, no feelings. what could go wrong?

a/n: wow, you have no idea just how excited i am to finally post this! i can’t believe it’s finally over, and i just want to thank you guys so much for how sweet you’ve been to me along the way. i really hope you all enjoy the epilogue, please don’t hesitate to let me know what you think about the ending! 

a special thanks to kat @listlessmaenads​ and nik @jinyoungmoans​ for making sure this doesn’t suck 😘

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It turned out, Jinyoung was a pretty great boyfriend. 

He showed his love every day, often not through words but through his actions. He texted you first thing in the morning, wishing you a good day at work because he woke up at dawn for his workout—like a crazy person. 

He called you on his lunch breaks if he couldn’t visit you at the store, and even surprised you with takeout from your favorite restaurant on one particularly rough day.

He was a true gentleman. 

Too much of a gentleman, to be frank. 

You’d gone on three dates already, and each and every one of them had ended with an innocent kiss at your door. Nothing more. It was driving you insane. 

The closest you’d gotten had been your third and most recent date, when you’d gone for ice cream and a movie. During the movie, he had kissed you breathless, despite the film playing on the screen in front of you. But as soon as you’d lifted the arm rest to climb onto his lap, he’d pulled away from your eager lips. 

“Not here,” he’d whispered to you, leading you to believe maybe, he’d want to come inside when he walked you to your door. Yet that night had ended like all of the others. 

But tonight—you would make sure tonight was different. 

Jinyoung invited you over so that he could make dinner for you, and to you, this seemed like the perfect chance. 

You knew he wanted you, and he was just being polite, but you needed him. It wasn’t the sex you missed, not completely at least. You missed the intimacy. Being close to him, as close as two people could be, stealing each other’s breath, skin to skin. 

You’d worn a dress you knew he’d like. Not particularly short or revealing, but snug in all the right places. You wanted to remind him of what was underneath the fabric, all of the skin that was his to kiss and worship. Your hair was pulled up, revealing the back of your neck, a spot he loved to kiss. 

Whatever game he was playing, it would end tonight. You’d make sure of it. 

You clutched the baking pan in your fingers as you waited for Jinyoung to answer the door, fingers tapping impatiently against the glass. 

He only made you wait a few more seconds before he was opening the door, a sweet smile on his lips until he took in your appearance. His smile faltered, eyes raking down your frame until they filled with a darkness you’d been craving. 

“Hi,” you said innocently, extending your arms to offer him the dish in your hands. “I made dessert.” 

Jinyoung coughed, eyes shooting up from your exposed thighs to your face. “Dessert? Uh…” he blinked a few times, then seemed to snap himself out of it enough to form coherent words. “Great. Good. Come in.” 

Taking the pan from you, he welcomed you into his apartment. You could practically feel the heat coming from his gaze as you bent down to unfasten the straps of your heels so that you could slip your shoes off. 

“What did you make? It smells amazing,” you said, straightening up and turning towards him. Jinyoung was clutching the baking dish so tightly his knuckles were going white. 

“Carbonara. What’s… what’s this?” he asked. 

“Banana bread,” you answered. 

You’d dedicated the whole day to finding the best recipe, one that you could follow without too much difficulty, and hopefully not screw up. You hadn’t been able to taste test it, but it had smelled good while it was baking, and you figured that was a good sign. 

Jinyoung’s lips lifted into a smile, no doubt remembering the disastrous assignment from high school that had ended up hard as a rock and nearly caused you to fail the class. 

“I’m impressed,” he replied. “Come on, it’s ready now.” 

Over the next few minutes, Jinyoung visibly relaxed, less focused on your curves in your dress and more on the act of serving you dinner and pouring the wine.

It was so similar, yet so different to the first time Jinyoung had invited you over for a meal. At the time, you’d come over for the sex, but ended up having a really great meal and even better conversations. 

He’d gone as far as to light a candle at the table and set some roses in a vase. Simple as it seemed, it was a level of effort you’d never received from any other man. And the food was incredible, too. 

“You need to teach me how to cook,” you told him. “It’s not fair.”

Jinyoung chuckled, reaching up to wipe a drop of sauce off of your chin. “I can do that. Even though this really isn’t that complicated…” 

“Oh, trust me, I’d find a way to ruin it,” you admitted, finishing up your last bite. “But I want to be able to make something delicious for you.” 

“You’re delicious enough on your own, babe,” Jinyoung replied, though the look on his face told you he knew just how cringeworthy it was before the statement even left his mouth.

You winced, inhaling through your teeth. “Yikes.” 

“I’m so sorry. It just came out,” he said, and you noticed the tips of his ears turning pink. 

“Well,” you started, wiping at the corners of your mouth with your napkin. “At least I know you’re just as smooth as you’ve always been.” 

Jinyoung’s face turned into an expression of mock offense. “Hey, I’m very smooth. In fact, I’ve been saving all of my most romantic moves just for you. Exhibit A,” he said, gesturing to the candlelit dinner in front of you. 

You couldn’t help but to snort, though you conceded with a nod. “You’re right. This is really nice. Is there an exhibit B?” You wiggled your eyebrows.

Licking his lips, Jinyoung shrugged. “Maybe. But first, we need to try your dessert,” he suggested, though when he stood to clear your plates he leaned down to press a kiss to your lips that took all the air from your lungs. 

Half of you wanted to say screw it, grab him and drag him back to the bedroom. But that wouldn’t be very romantic, and you did want this to be special. Finally, after all this time, you were both on the same page and could show each other how you truly felt. 

“Here we are,” Jinyoung began, setting the baking dish on the table and peeling back the foil. “Do you want the first taste, or should I do the honors?” 

“You try it. I’m too nervous,” you replied. 

Your boyfriend laughed, placing a small slice on his plate and digging in with his fork. You watched with wide eyes as he brought a bite to his mouth, his expression completely unreadable as he chewed. 

“Is it okay?!” you asked nervously. 

Finally, he cracked a smile and nodded as he swallowed. “It’s really good.” 

“Really?”

“Mm,” he hummed, “try it yourself.” 

Jinyoung broke off a small piece with his fingers, reaching across to feed it to you. You took his wrist in your hands, letting him place the bread between your lips. 

You couldn’t help it. Instead of letting him pull away after you chewed, you held his hand right where it was and wrapped your lips around his index finger, taking it into the wet warmth of your mouth. 

Watching Jinyoung’s eyes, you hollowed your cheeks and sucked at his digit as it rested on your tongue. There was a hitch in his breath just before he slid his finger deeper inside of your mouth, only for a moment. Then he removed it with a pop. 

“Yum,” you said, licking your lips. 

Jinyoung only let you take one breath before he was in front of you, lifting you to stand so that he could collide his lips with yours. You whimpered at the rough pressure but within a moment, you were clawing at the buttons on his dress shirt, desperate to feel his skin under your fingertips. 

His hands roamed your body, sliding along your back until he was grabbing at the soft curves of your hips to bring you against him. You worked at the buttons of his shirt, yanking the fabric apart until you could push the garment off of his shoulders. 

As you parted from Jinyoung for a gasp of air, he wasted no time, diving in to kiss and suck at the tender flesh of your neck. You groaned, fingernails dragging down the front of his chest. 

“Jinyoung.” Your entire body was igniting under his touch, a fact that came as no surprise to you. It had been so long now, you weren’t above begging for him to finally give you the physical attention that you needed. “Please, please.” 

Jinyoung pulled back from your neck, staring down at you as he held your chin between his index finger and thumb. “Please what, baby?” 

“I need you,” you whispered, gazing up at him. “I can’t wait anymore.” 

The way he smirked down at you sent a jolt of electricity straight to your core. Need was becoming an understatement. Your hands traveled across his chest and up along his neck until your fingers could push through his hair, gripping onto the strands to pull him down for another kiss. 

You didn’t need words. Jinyoung got the message, reaching down to lift your legs around his waist, turning to carry you back towards the bedroom. He stopped at the nearest wall, pressing your hips into the surface with his own. 

The length of him pressed into your thigh, showing you that he was already hard and ready for you—you wondered how long he’d been thinking about picking you up and stealing you away to the bedroom. 

You moaned into the kiss as Jinyoung began to grind his hips into yours, the thin lacy underwear you’d worn was almost like you were wearing nothing at all, making the contact all the more torturous. 

Then Jinyoung was carrying you the rest of the way to his bedroom, kicking the door open and not bothering to close it behind him. He set you down, breaking the kiss in the process. 

His hands immediately worked to slide the zipper of your tight dress down, letting the fabric fall away to leave you in the barely-there undergarments. 

“Fuck.” 

Your cheeks reddened at his reaction, but you regained control within a second. “Sit on the bed,” you told him, eyes traveling down his bare upper body to the bulge in his pants. 

Jinyoung took a few steps backwards until his knees hit the bed, then he lowered to sit upon the edge. Leaning back on his palms, he stared up at you with so much lust, it felt like he was the one with the upper hand. 

“Gonna make you feel good,” you said, closing the distance and kneeling in front of him. 

Jinyoung reached out, brushing his fingertips along your cheek. “You always do, baby.” 

You licked your lips as you undid his belt, then his pants. You tugged at the waistband until Jinyoung got the hint, lifting his hips so that you could remove his pants. Once he was left in just his boxer briefs, you scooted even closer. 

All the times he’d laid you down and driven you crazy with his mouth, you wanted to repay the favor. He deserved it. It wasn’t like you never went down on him, but it was normally only for a few minutes before he was dragging you back up his body to slip inside of you. Besides, it had been so long now, you’d missed the feeling of his cock in your mouth. 

“Jinyoung,” you whispered as you stared up at him, hands traveling from his knees to his thighs. Strong, corded with muscle he worked so hard for during those early morning gym sessions. 

“Yeah, angel?” he replied, tongue wetting his lower lip. 

“You love me, right?” you asked him with a deceivingly innocent smile, lifting up onto your knees to press a kiss to his lips. 

Jinyoung nodded, plush lips soft against yours. “More than anything.”

“Good,” you breathed, resting back on your heels. “But I want you to fuck my mouth like you hate me, okay?” 

Jinyoung nearly choked on air, eyes widening down at you before he composed himself. He nodded, corner of his lips raising into a smirk. 

“Let your hair down. I’m going to need something to hold onto.”

You obeyed, undoing the bun you’d tied at the top of your head to let your hair fall to your shoulders. Your fingers tucked into the waistband of his underwear, sliding it down until his cock was freed from the fabric. 

He was hard already, a sight that made you squeeze your thighs together. There were many things you’d missed in these last months, but Jinyoung hard and naked was at the top of the list. 

You decided to start slow. You wrapped your hand around the base of his shaft, ducking your head down to take the tip into your mouth. Eyes never leaving Jinyoung’s. 

Slowly, torturously so, you lowered your head until you’d taken about half of his length, feeling the tip of him bump against the back of your throat. 

Jinyoung kept his cool, as always, eyes boring into yours as you worked at him. It took a couple of minutes for you to get used to the feeling, the movement, the rhythm that you knew he liked. But his chest started to rise and fall just a little bit faster, and you knew his hands were itching to grab onto your hair. 

On the next stroke of your mouth, Jinyoung’s hips bucked up, enough to make you gag. Then again, again, and again. The room filled with the sound of Jinyoung’s groans and sharp intakes of air, mixed with the obscene noise each time his cock met the resistance at the back of your throat.

So much for wanting this to be romantic. 

You felt saliva drip out of the corner of your mouth to your chin but made no effort to wipe it away. He loved you like this—sloppy and desperate. Your clit was throbbing and he hadn’t even touched you yet. 

Then Jinyoung was standing, hand on the back of your head to keep his cock in your mouth. He twisted his fingers in your hair, holding tight as he guided your mouth to take him deeper. 

“That’s it,” he said, voice low and gravelly. “More? You want more?” 

You nodded, blinking away the tears that formed at the corners of your eyes. His cock hit the back of your throat again but you relaxed, as much as you could, to let him slip past your gag reflex. 

“Jesus, your fucking mouth.” 

Jinyoung held you there for a moment, even as you coughed around him and your hands gripped his thighs because you needed something to hold onto. He began thrusting into your mouth, hardly giving you a moment to breathe. 

“Such a good girl, taking me in so deep, getting all wet and messy for me…”

You moaned around him, despite the physical discomfort you felt from the way he was using your mouth. You loved it just as much as he did, no matter how tight your chest got or how sore your jaw felt. 

Finally, he yanked at your hair, pulling you off of him. Within a second, he was bending down to slot his lips against yours and helping you stand in front of him. His hands traveled down your body, squeezing and groping at your flesh. 

“Beautiful,” he whispered as he broke the kiss, eyes taking in your frame. You felt goosebumps all over your body from the fire in his gaze, a look you never got used to. “Undress for me, baby.”

It was an internal battle not to blush as your boyfriend stared at you, brown eyes following the trail of your hands down your own body, your fingertips forging a path to the waistband of your panties. You slid them down your legs and stepped out of them, holding his eyes as you unhooked your bra and let the lace fall to the floor. 

Jinyoung took a step closer, resuming your passionate kiss. You could never get enough of his lips, the way they fit perfectly with yours. It was funny to think how polite he’d been the first time you’d kissed; now, he wasted no time sucking at your tongue and nipping at your lower lip. 

His thumbs wiped at your cheeks and chin tenderly, cleaning up the mess you’d made. Walking you back to the bed, Jinyoung only parted from you enough to motion for you to lay back on the bed. 

You did as he asked, crawling over the mattress until you laid with your head at the pillows. Jinyoung was above you within seconds, mouth attaching to your neck and hips pinning you to the bed. 

“You’re- god, you’re so hard. Please,” you begged, sliding your hands up his back. “I need you inside.” 

“Not yet,” he whispered, pulling away to gaze down at you. His hand traveled from your neck down between your breasts, a light touch that set you on fire. He sat back onto his knees, one hand nudging your legs apart. 

Jinyoung stared hungrily at the sight of your glistening core spread out for him. There was no doubt you were wet enough for him to slip in easily, but it came as no surprise that he wanted to feel it for himself. 

“So wet just from sucking my cock, aren’t you baby?” One finger slid down your center, ghosting over your clit, the one place you needed him most. 

You whined, hips bucking up towards his touch. As he swirled two fingers in the arousal that had gathered at your entrance, a moan fell from your lips, earning you a cocky grin. 

When his touch left you all together, you furrowed your eyebrows, ready to complain. Until Jinyoung was pressing his fingers into your mouth, forcing you to taste yourself. 

Only a moment passed before you relaxed, flattening your tongue to wrap your lips around his fingers. His eyes darkened even more, watching the way you circled your tongue around his fingers, eager to taste your own sweetness. 

Finally, when he was sure his fingers were clean and covered with your saliva, he removed them from your mouth. He didn’t waste any time, pushing both digits into your entrance. 

“Oh-” you sighed, eyes falling shut. 

“Feels good?” he asked, adjusting himself so he could lay on his side next to you. He began a gentle pace inside of you, with his thumb rubbing figure eights into your clit. 

“Mm-hmmm,” you hummed. 

Jinyoung knew everything about your body by now. He was perceptive like that. He arched his fingers in just the right way to hit that spot inside of you, the one that sent shockwaves through your whole body. 

You whimpered. “Jinyoung…” you breathed, feeling around until you could grip onto his forearm. 

He didn’t stop or let up. If anything, his pace became more intense, unrelenting as he drove into you. His lips were under your ear, kissing the sensitive skin and whispering words of praise.

“So sweet, fuck, you feel amazing. Gotta open you up for me, love. You’re so tight,” he told you, adding a third finger as if to prove his point. 

“Ah,” you gasped, back arched slightly off of the bed for a moment, until you grew used to the width of his three fingers. 

“You wanna come like this?” Jinyoung asked, lips now pressed to your cheek. The only sound in the room was the wet, slick noise of his fingers thrusting in and out of you and your breathless praises of his name. 

Shaking your head, you squeezed his arm. “N-no,” you breathed, “I want to come with you inside.” 

“Good girl,” he praised, angling to kiss your lips, his fingers slipping out of you to leave you empty. Another mewl of complaint fell from your lips at the lack of contact. 

Jinyoung sat up to push his boxer briefs down and kicked them off, before settling back on top of you, forehead pressed into yours. He was all around you now, nothing left to separate your bodies. 

“Missed this,” you whispered, tilting your chin up until you could brush your lips against his. You parted your legs, bent at the knee to rest alongside his hips. 

A silent question in his eyes as he lined himself up with your entrance. You nodded, pressing your fingers into his back. Both of you sighed as he slid inside, filling you up just the way you needed. 

Jinyoung began a slow pace, hips rocking deliciously into yours. He buried his face into your neck and groaned, movements controlled to a point that you knew it was taking a great deal of effort not to pound into you. 

Your hands were all over him, nails grazing down his back until you were pressing into his ass, pulling him deeper inside of your heat. Desperation filled you as he thrusted into you, never feeling like you could get him close enough. 

“Jinyoung,” you moaned, nails digging into his skin. “Kiss me.”

He pulled his face from your neck and gave you what you wanted, kissing you slow and deep. He swallowed your moans and brought a hand to the side of your face, pushing your hair out of your face. 

Jinyoung whispered your name against your lips, over and over. Broken sentences fell from your own lips, finding it hard to think straight while he was fucking you this deep, a bruising intensity that made it hard to breathe. 

“Oh,” you sighed, your hands sliding back up his body to nestle into his hair. “Jinyoung, love y- oh, fuck. I can’t- God. Please.” 

Jinyoung nipped at your lip, pulling back enough to duck his head down, taking one nipple into his mouth. You gasped at the sensation of his tongue rolling around the bud, knowing it was enough to send you over the edge if he continued. 

Dropping to hover over you on one elbow, his free hand reached for your leg to hook around his waist, angling you just right for him. His lips continued their work on your breast, releasing your nipple from his mouth to suck a hickey into the skin just above. Well, that would keep you from wearing low cut tops for a week or so. 

You fisted his hair and arched your back, encouraging him to continue. Never one to give you what you want so easily, Jinyoung pulled away as soon as he was sure he’d marked you properly. After kissing the quickly forming bruise, he was gazing down at you again.

You groaned when he raised up enough to wrap his arm around your lifted knee, bringing it to drape over his shoulder. It was a stretch in your leg that hurt, but it was good, the pleasure of his length hitting your g-spot more than enough to overpower the pain. 

Jinyoung built up his pace as a bead of sweat trickled down his temple, hips fucking you almost mercilessly now. He was close, you could feel it in the way he was losing control, eyes wild as he stared down at you. 

“I’m-” you started, dropping your hands from his hair to grip the sheets underneath of you. “I’m almost there. I need…” you began, but Jinyoung finished for you when the hand gripping your thigh dipped down between your bodies. 

“Come on baby,” he encouraged, pad of his thumb massaging your clit now. “Be a good girl for me, yeah? Let me see you come for me. Let me feel you squeeze around me.”

“Ah… I…” you trailed off, eyes practically rolling back as you felt the waves of pleasure start to crest, so close to your peak. “Jinyoung.” 

It only took a few more thrusts until you were tumbling over the edge. You covered your mouth instinctively, though your hand was only there for a moment before Jinyoung was grabbing it to pin above your head. He wanted you loud. 

He got what he wanted. You cried out, back of your head digging into the pillow as your whole body trembled, core pulsing around him with each wave of bliss. He didn’t stop, knowing you needed him to fuck you through it. 

Your body was still twitching with the aftershocks when Jinyoung came. He buried his head into your neck, releasing inside of you with a deep, low groan against your skin. You gasped at the sensation of his cum filling you up, hot pulses that seemed never-ending. 

“Love you,” he whispered as his body began to relax and he came down from his intense climax. 

You turned your head until your lips found his, kissing him with all of the energy you could possibly muster up. It wasn’t much, though. He’d tired you out. 

“I love you too,” you replied against his lips. When you pulled back for air, you looked up into his eyes and couldn’t help the smitten smile that formed. “God. I love you so much.” 

Jinyoung pressed another kiss to your lips, chaste this time, then once more against your forehead. You shivered as he withdrew from you, suddenly feeling cold as soon as his body left yours. 

“I’ll be right back,” he told you even as you whined, grabby hands reaching for him. “Two minutes. Just give me two minutes,” he laughed. 

While Jinyoung went out to grab a towel to clean you up, you rolled over and got yourself comfortable under the covers. If he wasn’t planning on cuddling, you were going to be sorely disappointed. 

All you wanted was to be wrapped up in his arms for, well, the rest of eternity if possible. Jobs and responsibilities be damned. 

Jinyoung returned shortly with a damp, warm towel over his shoulder and a bottle of water in his hand. He set the glass on the nightstand, crawling underneath the covers. 

You couldn’t help distracting him as he cleaned you up, kissing his shoulder, his chest, his throat, whatever expanse of skin you could get your lips on. He complained, pretending like it bothered him but you knew it was quite the opposite. 

When you felt like you were sufficiently less sticky, you took the washcloth out of his hands and tossed it to the floor behind him. You silenced his protest with a kiss, wrapping your body around his like a monkey. 

“Gah,” he said against your lips, “So needy.” 

“Mm,” you agreed, dragging your lips across his cheek to his jaw. “Yes, I am. And I’m not ashamed.” 

Jinyoung laughed as you assaulted him with kisses, your hair tickling his chin when you nuzzled into his neck. 

Finally he relented and wrapped his arms around you, letting your limbs get tangled up and your bodies to press together without any barrier. You honestly couldn’t imagine a better feeling than being completely surrounded by Jinyoung, enough to feel his heart beat pulse against your skin. 

You settled into comfortable silence as he held you, hands stroking patterns up and down your back that sent goosebumps all over. No, there was nothing better than this, you decided. This was your own personal heaven. 

“Y/N,” he whispered after a few more minutes, just as your breathing slowed and you were almost lulled to sleep. “How about a shower? As much as I love this…” 

“Yeah. We’re a little sticky,” you agreed with a laugh, finally peeling your body away from his. 

Jinyoung got off the bed first, reaching his hand out to help you stand. 

“Ooh,” you gasped as your knees wobbled, nearly giving out once your feet hit the floor. Jinyoung caught you, wrapping his arms around your waist securely. 

“Whoa there,” he said with a laugh, kissing the side of your face. “Okay, so maybe a bath instead?” 

You nodded in agreement, blushing until he picked you up, a tiny yelp of surprise falling from your lips. 

“Show off,” you teased, slipping your arms around his neck as he carried you to the bathroom. 

“You love me, though,” he countered, patting your bare ass playfully. 

Tucking your head into his neck, you nodded after a moment, smiling so wide that it hurt your cheeks. In that moment, you knew that you’d made the right choice. You were happy, finally, just truly happy. 

“Yeah, I do.” 

~~~~~

Two Years Later

It was a beautiful venue. More than enough space to contain the one hundred guests on the invite list. 

The ceremony was held in the back garden, sweet smelling flowers surrounding the rows of chairs that sat in front of the arch for the bride and groom. 

There was hardly a dry eye in sight during the vows, even BamBam was spotted wiping his cheek with his sleeve. Though he’d never admit it. 

After everyone convened in the dance hall for the reception, you were quick to remove your shoes, a fancy pair of stilettos you’d bought yourself for your birthday this year. You leaned your head on your husband’s shoulder, watching the newlyweds’ first dance. 

“My feet hurt,” you whined in a whisper, wiggling your toes. 

Jinyoung chuckled, slipping his arm around your shoulders. He rested his head against yours. “I told you to wear the flats, didn’t I?”

“Shut up,” you countered, turning your head to nip at his ear. “The heels were cuter. They’re sparkly.” 

“Ah, you make a good point,” he whispered, placing a kiss to the top of your head. “How are you feeling?” 

“Good,” you replied. “A little tired.”

Jinyoung squeezed your shoulder gently, sliding his fingers along your skin. “The books say-“

“I know. It’s normal for the first trimester.”

Your husband smiled into your hair. “Sorry. I’ve just been learning a lot, you know? I want to help as much as I can.” 

And he had. After finding out you were pregnant two weeks ago, Jinyoung had truly stepped up his game. Buying all of the natural remedies for morning sickness, rubbing your feet after every shift at the store, letting you sleep in on the weekends while he cleaned up the apartment and did the grocery shopping. 

No one knew yet, since it was still rather early in the timeline and you both wanted to be sure before you spread the word. It felt like your own little secret—it was exciting. When you weren’t miserable, at least. 

“I’m just grateful I’m not puking right now,” you told him, sliding your hand along his arm until you could intertwine your fingers. “I don’t think the bride and groom would appreciate that.”

Jinyoung snorted. “Jaebeom would lose his mind. I swear, I’ve never seen him as frazzled as he was this morning. He was wearing out the carpet, pacing back and forth.” 

You laughed softly, watching as Jaebeom spun his bride around, nearly stepping on her dress. She smacked his shoulder playfully, no doubt reminding him just how expensive her dress had been. 

“Can’t believe we’re here,” you said, staring down at your hands before pulling back to lock eyes with Jinyoung. “If only I could go back and tell my thirteen year old self where we’d end up…” 

“Ha. My thirteen year old self would never believe me.” 

Squeezing his hand, you smiled as you pressed a sweet kiss to his cheek. “I’m glad we’re here.” 

It hadn’t always been an easy journey these last two years. After the honeymoon phase wore off, you’d gone through rough patches just like any other couple. It turned out, you were both wildly insecure deep down, which was never a good combination. You were needy and Jinyoung was jealous.

You’d had minor fights and not so minor fights, ones that had Jinyoung sleeping on the couch for a week, and one particularly terrible night you’d stayed with Sana. In fact, the man dancing with his wife in front of you had been the cause of that fight. Even more surprising that you were here now. 

But you kept your promise to each other, always. Even when it was hard, even when you cried and thought maybe this wouldn’t work out after all—you still chose each other. Every day. Things weren’t perfect, but they were pretty damn close. 

“Me too,” Jinyoung replied. 

As you squeezed your husband’s hand and placed it against your stomach, you silently thanked yourself for each and every decision you’d made that had brought you to this place. 

Something inside of you, though, told you the best was yet to come. 

[dustofinsanity]

Hi! 💫💚 This is the love bot! I am here to ask you to describe your mutuals as your favorite things/feelings! Spread some love during these tough times 💚💫 Then send this to 10 people and keep the love going 💚

Oh my dear Lord of tiny paws, I’m so bad at this! But I’ll try to do my best. Oh and thanks for this message. 💜

@defsenses Val is like a book, the kind of book you can’t get tired of. Even if you read it all the time and think you know it almost by heart (I’m not saying I know her by heart, uh!), there’s always something new, something that amazes you and make you want to read that book over and over again. She’s also comforting, once again like a book we know from beginning to end but in which we feel kind of safe. (I got a bit carried away, sorry ^-^’)

@listlessmaenads Kat is like a protective umbrella for me. The see through umbrella kind. She protects you from rain, making sure you’re safe and you won’t get sick, but also let you see and touch the rain. I don’t really know how to explain but she really gives me this kind of feeling.

@ayasmess Aya is like a candy, the sweet outside but sour inside. At first, you can be a bit surprised but, at the end, you want more and more. And, even if you know she’s this kind of candy, she never stop to surprise you as soon as the sweet side is gone because it’s always funny.

@jinyoungmoans Nik is like a day at the amusement park. She can make you forget about your problems for a whole day, making you smile and laugh with her jokes and funny but adorable personality.

@jinyoungsir Lana gives me the exact same feeling that I get when someone offers me a wonderful gift. Actually, she’s a gift, one of the sweetest gifts life gave me. She’s MY gift.

@prettywordsyouleft Chelle is like a new library to me. I don’t know her that much but she really seems to be a mysterious but also pretty comforting new library that I just discover and know I already love.

@mara-twins Lani is like a child I want to protect. I’m very protective with children and when I talk to her, I find her as innocent as a child so I just want to take her in my arms and let no one touches her.

@girlonpanic Nell and I are not that close and I don’t know her as much as I would want but... I don’t know how to explain that properly. Everytime she does somethings (or even shows her ETHEREAL face), I’m just “Wow, I’d like to be like her/be as talented as her.”

That’s all for now. So, how much did I fail this game? I’m sure my answer don’t fit the question but anyway, it was pretty fun to describe these wonderful people.

[navigatorbird]

Ending of 2019

I didn't know by getting in K-pop fan group chats I could meet so many wonderful people 💘 I'm a socially awkward person with zero writing and editing skills. My only ability is being always online🙈 I don't deserve to call so many wonderful people friend but I'm forever thankful. I hope we can continue with our friendships in 2020. I would write each one of you personally thank you messages but I'm too lazy😅.

@ayasmess how to began...you are an amazingly beautiful and kind person and a talented writer thank you for being there for me thirsting with me 😘and giving me my blog's name 🤪. Love you, honey💋💚💚

@jinyoungmoans our first talk was about edited got7 pictures🤣. Thank you for writing amazing fanfictions. Also, I hate your fanfictions because it fuels my thirst😑 I adore your kindness and your thirst because it matches mine😇

@dondielonie1 You are my first friend here and you are the sole reason for my blog to be this active. Thank you for answering when I wrote to you and not judging me you are a wonderful friend 💗💗

@smoltrashcanfuk I didn't know I can communicate with a person through gifs and pics here we are 😋 thank you for listening to my stupid fanfiction ideas by the way you have amazing ideas. Also, your dog is so cute (not as you thought)💚

@transparentweepingstudent the person I can talk about everything and anything I know I talk too much but thank you for listening to me and being patient to me. I'm so glad that I met you.💚

@jackzyeom my fellow Turkish ahgase and my future wife. You are not active as you used to be but thank you for interacting with me and go along with my weirdness. I love you in a non-platonic way ❣

@jj-nyoung I adore you and your subtle way of thirstiness thank you for answering me when I write to you also I remember my promise to you (the one with a 3d printer😇)

@jibootyjimin you are one of my favourite fanfiction writers. Thank you for being so kind and an amazing writer I love talking to you 💚💚

Everybody wrote amazing things to me and I'm grateful that I have friends🙈❣.

I also say thank you for these beautiful people who I bother daily or weekly I love talking every single one of you and would love to talk more;

@thatadorkablegirl @hugs-kisses-pandas @fictionsonmymind @hell0stupid @simplewonderland @skystoran @strayseungmin @iwasntplanningonlikingkpop @letmelivesociety @shineekrystalzzz

[jjpmoans]

✨💖 send this to 10 people you think are wonderful! keep the chain going. ✨💖 Love you kak 🥰😘💖💞💗💘

Instead of sending, I’m tagging all of them here. I might sound bias, but really, I probably have short memory and didn’t tag someone. 

@prettywordsyouleft @itsallabigmess @ahgase55g7 @jj-nyoung @kpopchangedme @fairygyeom @babybirdgyeom @beomslut7 @arsyeong @listlessmaenads @ahgastarlight @defsenses @defnabeom @ayasmess@daydreamwithme @got7-markjinson @jinyoungsir @jinseunie @kpopfanfictrash @lamptastical @mara-twins @mara-twins @madeitwang @parkhabits @pepiygs @riceeater22 @sevenpeaches @softforimjaebum @softseunies @writingsfromtheseaside

if I forgot anyone…. I’M SORRYY!

[prettywordsyouleft]

Technically, it still sails and valid. You know that the more you hate, the more you'll fall for him? Like 'don't hate too much, you'll probably will be with them in the end'. Yeah that's chelleyoung

The more you hate, the more you’ll fall for him?

It’s a no from me.

[girlonpanic]

Your header 💘💘💘💘💘💘💘 it looks soooo gooooddddd owenwkw

thank youuuuuuuuuuu. he’s so pretty, isn’t he?

[itsallabigmess]

Oncoming

This drabble was requested by my baby @jinyoungmoans

A/N: It’s part of the drabble challenge I was doing but since it got a bit longer I’m posting it separately.

I hope you all enjoy it.

A.

“Why are you making that face? It’s not like we never slept together before,” Yoongi said with an annoyed tone.

It was late and, after realizing you were lost, you both decided it was better to just spent the night in the first hotel you could find. And so you did, reluctantly though, since all the rooms available were the ones that only had one bed, Which meant you’ll need to share the bed.

Yoongi was right, you two had slept together before. Except that you were kids when that happened. And you didn’t have a crush on him back then.

He let you shower first and after he cleaned himself, Yoongi turned the lights off and joined you in bed, the room barely illuminated with the brightness that came from his phone screen as it charged on his bedside table. 

You pulled the fluffy duvet up to cover your entire body, trying to relax, even though it seemed the hardest thing to do. You were both in a king size bed and still didn’t feel like there was enough space between you two.

“I can sleep on the floor,” Yoongi said, “if it will make you more comfortable.”

You considered for a second, but shook the thought away, knowing how grumpy he would be the next morning if he didn’t have a decent night of sleep. Not that Yoongi wasn’t generally grumpy.

“No need, I’m just being silly,” you said, not only to him but to yourself. You and Yoongi spent so much time together, it didn’t make sense to be embarrassed with him at the moment. Even if you were in your pajamas. Yoongi had seen you in fewer clothes before, just like you had seen him wearing less than the flannel pants he was wearing now.

“We are less than two hours away from the town,” he said checking his phone. You two decided to go on a small trip over the weekend, both of you wanting to escape from your routines, even if just for a day or two. Picking a random destination, Yoongi decided it would be best to drive than to get on a bus. And everything went well until both of your phone’s batteries died, and after a few turns wrong, you decided it was best to just wait for the morning before continuing. “But I’m glad we stopped, I’m tired.”

“I told you I could drive as well.”

“Yeah, but you’re terrible at it,” Yoongi said, turning his phone off and letting it on the bedside table before laying down.

“Ha. Ha. I hope you don’t snore.”

“And I hope you don’t cling to me during the night. Although, I don’t really mind if you do.”

“What?”

“You used to do that all the time when we were kids,” Yoongi said lazily as if an old memory had just popped into his mind. “When we had sleep overs. You always fell asleep hugging one of your plushies, but I would wake up to see you hugging me.”

“How… I can’t believe you remember that,” you said, astonished, glad that it was dark, so Yoongi couldn’t see you blush.

“Well, don’t you? I think my mom even have photos of us like that,” Yoongi sighed, sounding sleepy. “So, like I said, I don’t mind if you still do that.”

You didn’t answer, feeling your palms sweeting even if the room was still a bit chill. Yoongi usually didn’t talk about such things. And you could not remember he even recalling any moment from your childhood together, your conversations usually hovering over the things that were recently happening to you.

The room was quiet, and you tried to put yourself to sleep, eyes feeling heavy as you concentrated on your breathing, until Yoongi shifted on your side.

“Y/N? What if I hugged you? Would you mind?”

“Why would you do that?”

“Because I’m tired and I want to feel you closer,” Yoongi said, the mattress making a squish noise when he moved closer again. “Because I always feel more relaxed when you are with me.”

You turned your face to him, trying to figure what his expressions were like, the dark room only allowing to feel him beside you.

“Because,” Yoongi sighed, his scratchy voice sounding so close from your ear, you almost jumped. “I don’t want to pretend that I don’t want to kiss you anymore.”

You stayed silent, squeezing the sheets below you, heart wanting to burst out of your chest. Did you really heard him saying he wanted to kiss you? Yoongi wasn’t one to say trivial things, even more so when it came to personal feelings. In fact, you knew Yoongi well enough to know he kept such feelings closed to himself, and you considered yourself lucky for being able to witness one rare moment or two when he showed a softer side. So, was that it? Was that him trying to tell you he liked you the same way you did?

His breath was steady, but you knew Yoongi wasn’t sleeping yet. You turned on your side, body facing him. “Okay,” you said in a breath, maybe too low for him to listen. But Yoongi moved closer again, and you could feel him lifting the duvet so it could cover him too, the weight of his hand over your waist, the tip of your noses brushing before his lips moved softly against yours.

“You can kick me if I snore,” he said, kissing your forehead before resting his on the same spot.

“I will,” you chuckled, finally finding the courage to hug him back.

[jj-ktae]

@jinyoungmoans TUMBLR FLAGGED MY ANSWER I CAN’T BREATHE 

[tuanyiems]

Fuck the Patriarchy

Fuck the Patriarchy [m] Jinyoung x Fem Reader Genre: fluff, smut Words: 1.6k [Masterlist] Plot: Established Relationship AU! Things get heated between you and your boyfriend but you become overcome with embarrassment. Jinyoung tries to convince you to let him take care of you. Warning: Nothing crazy. Oral (fem. receiving). Just Jinyoung being the mans we all need in our life. a/n – I finished! Wrote this one for you Nik! lol @jinyoungmoans​ I promised you a Jinyoung smut so here it is, made it extra fluffy just to mess with you haha

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“You know, I kinda need you to remove your hands for this to go anywhere,” your boyfriend chuckled, hands squeezing your thighs softly as he pushed himself back up from between your legs.

You shook your head bashfully, cheeks heating up as you looked away from the lovely view of his abs and to the white ceiling of your bedroom instead. “I-I’m embarrassed!”

Jinyoung smiled to himself as you laid beneath him, your bare chest heaving with exasperation as you turned your head, pressing into the pillow beside you with eyes squeezed shut. Just the sight of your naked body in front of him was making him hard in his jeans but still, your hands remained stubbornly cupped around your mound. How you managed to be both drop-dead sexy and impossibly adorable all at once was beyond him.

Jinyoung resisted the urge to pinch your cheeks. Instead, he squeezed your thighs once more, rubbing soft circles against your inner thigh just the way he knew you liked.

“Babe,” you whined, already feeling your body melt at his touch. You opened your eyes to look at him again. “Don’t you wanna be inside me?”

“Oh, we’ll get to that. You go down on me but I can’t go down on you? How is that fair?” Jinyoung let out a soft pout, his lips jutting out slightly as he eyed you. You rolled your eyes as he stubbornly stuck to his point.

“It’s just…weird,” you muttered.

Jinyoung raised a brow. “Is it weird or is it internalized misogyny?”

You broke into a giggle, letting go of your hand barrier to slap Jinyoung on his thigh. “Are you trying to have a discussion about the patriarchy right now?”

He let out a laugh, eyes crinkling as he pushed his hair back. He looked back at you with a glint in his eyes as he settled himself on top of you, chest against yours as his arms cradled your head, holding himself up so enough of his weight was off you. He gave you a mischievous smile before pressing his lips on yours.

“Maybe,” he answered lowly against your lips.

You smiled, running your fingers through the back of his hair. “Then boy are you getting better at your sex talk.”

You watched with satisfaction as Jinyoung let out another airy chuckle.

“Thank Feminist Theory 101,” he smiled, pressing another kiss to your lips. “But you know I have a point right? Why are you so shy about me eating you out?”

You looked away, feeling your face heat up at just his words. “I don’t know…Just-just the idea of your face so close…It’s not a pretty sight, Jinyoung. I guess I just don’t want you to look too closely at my ugly sides.”

Jinyoung only smiled in disbelief, shaking his head at your way of thinking. “And you think my dick isn’t? Babe, genitals are just genitals, they’re not supposed to be good looking.”

You scrunched your nose, arching an eyebrow his way. “I don’t know, Jinyoung, as far as penises go, I think yours is pretty handsome.”

He scoffed, making you erupt in giggles again. “You must be really whipped for me, huh?”

You smiled softly at this, pressing a sweet kiss to his jaw line before whispering, “Did you just notice?”

Jinyoung felt a fluttering in his chest at the sound of your voice, soft and tickling and so full of love. He wondered how he got so lucky.

Jinyoung pressed his forehead to yours, looking into your eyes as if silently beckoning you. “But you won’t let me return the favor. I just want to make you feel good too.”

He leaned into you slowly, lips touching yours lightly before he was pulling your bottom lip between his own, sucking you in and massaging the area with his tongue. You closed your eyes, allowing your tongue to meet his and the two of you took turns searching each other’s mouths like a practiced routine. It brought warmth straight to your core and you couldn’t help the moan you let out, muffled against his lips.

But as if the sound broke his own spell, Jinyoung pulled away, pressing on his arms to raise himself off your chest. He stared back at you seriously.

“I really want to show you how good it feels to be eaten out, but if you don’t want to, I’ll stop pushing,” he spoke up. You watched as his eyes searched your own, carefully and sincerely.

You held his gaze, a smile tugging at your lips at his seriousness. When you first met, his serious attitude used to scare you, but now it had become a part of him that you treasured. You were grateful to have such a caring boyfriend, especially during times like these. You were glad Jinyoung was patient with you and so willing to work through your insecurities even if it meant delaying his own pleasure.

“Let’s give it a try,” you finally answered.

You watched as his face broke out into a wide smile, eyes crinkling with lines of joy as he pushed himself fully off of you and back to his position in front of your entrance.

Jinyoung pushed your thighs further apart before reaching his hands out towards yours. You intertwined them easily, feeling the natural calm that filled you at the touch of his warm palm against yours.

“Remember you can stop at any time,” he added.

“I know,” you spoke softly, giving his fingers a squeeze as you smiled at him. “I trust you.”

He smiled, warmth filling his chest at your words. He pressed another kiss on your inner thigh before moving back to your lips.

Despite your trust in Jinyoung though, you couldn’t help holding your breath in anticipation as he moved closer to your entrance. You watched as your boyfriend bit at his lip, eyes darkening as he stared hungrily at you. It made you feel both shy and overwhelmingly loved.

He really did look excited to do this.

He glanced up one last time before he gave a tentative lick up your folds. You took in another inhale at the sensation.

And then all at once he was pressing lips down, tongue diving between your folds and circling around your clit. It sent shivers through your whole body.

“Fuck,” you exhaled harshly, squeezing his fingers firmly against yours.

“Mmm,” Jinyoung hummed with satisfaction against you and it sent a thrill straight to your core.

You bit at your lip, face hot from how embarrassingly good you were feeling so quickly. It showed in the way you couldn’t hide your moans.

But Jinyoung rubbed his thumbs against your hand reassuringly as he continued his ministrations through your folds.

“Ahh,” you gasped lightly as he sucked on your clit, humming against you as he did so, making it feel even better than it already did.

“Oh god, Jinyoung,” you moaned, feeling a cold sweat beginning to form as the tension continued to build in your core.

You squeezed your eyes shut, savoring the feeling of Jinyoung’s tongue flicking through your folds and pressing with just the right amount of pressure against your clit. You could barely think. You wanted to cry with how good this felt.

As he sucked against your clit once more, you felt your legs shaking involuntarily at how good he was making you feel.

“Ah, Jinyoung!” you yelled out, feeling a tightening in your core.

Jinyoung pulled away with a smirk, making you open your eyes wide with shock as if he had just punched the air out of you.

“Babe,” you whined.

He chuckled smugly, letting go of your hands to hold onto your thighs instead. “So did you enjoy being eaten out?”

You rolled your eyes, your lips jutting in a pout. “Babe, can your survey wait until after we’re done?”

He smiled, pressing a kiss to your mound. “Somebody’s impatient.”

“Babe, please!” you let out another whine, arching your pelvis up as if chasing his lips. “I was so close!”

Jinyoung chuckled softly at your begging before obliging without further teasing. How could he say no when you were asking so politely?

You let out a sigh of relief once his tongue was back on you, tasting you eagerly and sending your eyes back in pleasure. You shivered softly, feeling the tension in your core build quickly once more. You squeezed your eyes shut, feeling his grip on your left thigh tighten and his right hand left your other thigh.

“Oh fuck!” you moaned out loud as you felt two of his fingers ease through your entrance and into you. Your legs shook with pleasure as Jinyoung sucked harshly against your clit and

curled his two fingers against your soft flesh, hitting right on your g-spot.

You groaned, toes curling, fingers clenching against the bedsheet, your eyes squeezing at the tension squeezing in your abdomen.

“Babe!” you moaned as you squeezed against his fingers. “I’m gonna cum! I’m cumming!”

You let out a cry as your core tightened and your pussy clenched against Jinyoung. A hot sensation released throughout your body until you were seeing spots behind your lids.

Jinyoung smiled with satisfaction, fingers still attempting to rub through your high despite how impossibly tight you were around him. He took in a deep inhale, loving the smell and taste of your orgasm on his tongue, straight from the source.

He licked you clean until you were back from your high and pushing his head away from the oversensitivity.

He grinned, rising on his knees and looking down on you with an arrogant look in his eyes.

“Ready to take the survey now?”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help the smile on your lips. “Can a girl catch her breath first?”

“Nope,” he snapped back, a dark look back in his eyes as he unbuckled his belt. “That was just foreplay, Babe.”

[twinmoles]

Santa reveal!! Hello fiona! Merry late Christmas and Happy New Year to you! I'm Nik and I go by the url jinyoungmoans. I'm so glad I'm assigned to you. It was nice talking to you though I haven't been sending you much asks. But anyways, I hope you have a nice ending for 2019. And for that, I gift you a Jaebeom fluff fic. I hope you like it and I'm sorry if it is bland or not good. Happy New Year fiona! - 🎅

Hello Nik! It’s been a wonderful time getting to talk to you through my asks! I’m sorry I haven’t been as active the past few days to answer the rests of your asks but thank you so much for sending them in every day  ^^

Thank you so much for your gift! I’ll read once I finally get home from tonight’s countdown festivities but I have to say that this is one of the nicest things someone has done for me on this hellsite.

I hope you had a wonderful Christmas and you’ll have an amazing new year!