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wonjns · 2 years

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fashionably — w.jh drabble

♡ wen junhui x male reader // suggestive

model jun leaning all of his body weight on you as he craned his neck downward to encase your chest in an assault of sensual kisses, thanks to the loosened buttons he wasted no time in popping open. his nose rubbing teasingly across your exposed clavicle before his tongue continues working magic on your nipples — drawing a hushed whine from you.

you, utterly confused as to how you once again found yourself in this situation; jun shamelessly claiming you as if you weren’t in a hardly-secluded hallway of the seoul fashion week gathering. you both sported pieces from the same designer this entire week, naturally causing you to be his plus one throughout the plethora of high society showcasing events. yet, regardless of how opulent and profiled these events were, you would consistently end up being dragged off somewhere by the taller male who just couldn’t keep his hands off you.

you tried your best to refute his efforts for the sake of professionalism, but resisting his charms only proved futile each time. especially now, with his long frame towering over you, his broad shoulders trapping you in as your fingers curled into his beautifully platinum dyed locs.

your mind spun as you tried to stay as quiet as possible when his muscular thigh pressed against your erection, jun taking his turn to moan into your skin as you bucked your hips against him. you were desperately hoping that no one could hear you, but it seemed jun couldn’t care less.

“mmph, need to taste you. please..” jun mumbled, slipping his tongue in your mouth before you could interject.

you both hummed as the remnants of the light champagne you were both nursing danced along each of your soft lips. you couldn’t help but melt into him as he hungrily swallowed you whole, your hands sneaking under his own unbuttoned silk shirt to feel along his toned chest. god, he was built too perfect. jun took his time in exploring your mouth, as if he hadn’t already memorized its layout from the first handful of sneaky sessions this week.

the blonde brought a hand to cradle the back of your head, pulling you even closer to him (if it were possible) as the other one teasingly palmed your bulge over your designer slacks. his palm moved against you at the same rhythmic pace as the violins being played in the main hall just around the corner. you broke the kiss to moan again, leaning your head back against the wall. your gaze shot down to the sight of his large hand working you, and the way his legs filled out his own slacks made you secretly praise the designer for constructing them to fit so tight.

“j-jun, we have to be quie- aah..” you interrupted your own whispers with a whimper as jun shifted both hands to grab hold of your ass, firmly grinding your length against his solid cock.

the friction made you speechless, and you fought to keep your eyes from rolling back when he licked your lips, sucking your bottom one between his teeth and gently biting down.

you held eye contact as jun leaned back to take you in, a small smirk being shot in your direction. he thought you looked so sexy like this, risking being caught in public all because of him. jun didn’t care when or where — he would abandon all decorum in a second just to see this view whenever he wanted.

a/n: sorry y’all, i know it’s not a real fic but i just get so feral seeing the pics from this event and want to pounce on him everytime 🫠 so i just had to bust this out rq. ok back to homework i go—

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gyoobies · 1 year

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Dream Lover

Pairing: Jun x Fem Reader

Genre: soft smut

Warnings: Explicit content 18+, Minors DNI, slight smut

Summary: You've been having some really explicit lucid dreams, and enjoying them until you find yourself almost blurring the lines of fantasy and reality.

I've been crazy busy but I couldn't get Limbo Jun off my mind so here we are.

I definitely half assed proofed this but y'all already knew that 😘

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Soft blonde locs brushed against your face as your unknown lover breathes softly into your ear. Unknown only in name, but his face and body, you could never forget. It seems to be the same for him as he never calls you by your name, not even as he stares deeply into your eyes as he buries himself inside you. Thrust after thrust brings you closer and closer to climax, it never took long for him to get you there, a fact that you loved and hated. He knew your body better than anyone, hell he almost knew your body better than you. Intimate nights with your dream lover always came to an abrupt end the minute your orgasm hit you.

Waking up from these dreams was always an experience in itself. Sweaty, breathing heavy, and embarrassed by the fact that a nameless man in your dreams could get you to actually cum in your sleep. You peeled yourself from bed to get cleaned up and change the sheets just like you'd done on so many other nights. You laid in your bed going through a wave of emotions, embarrassment that you had some weird ass attachment to a lover made up by your own desperate ass mind, confusion about why you kept dreaming of this same man for the last year, and why the dreams were becoming so much more intense and frequent, and disappointment that once again you couldn't even get his name, after practically ruining you for any man in the real world. Who would be able to compete with a man of your minds own creation that gives you mind blowing orgasms that wake you from your sleep?

You eventually made it back to sleep only to wake up a couple hours later. This week had been exhausting and a relaxing Saturday was going to be the fix, starting out with grabbing breakfast at the neighborhood café, at least that was the plan until you saw him. You were headed down the steps of the café debating if you should go home to enjoy your coffee and pastry or grab a table in their outdoor garden when you were stopped in your tracks. He was tall, blonde, and just as beautiful as your mind had made him to be, but how was this possible? This was getting out of hand, now you were hallucinating that he was stooped down just past the exit of the garden seating area petting some old woman's dog, you were hallucinating right? There was no way there was an actual person that looked identical to your dream lover. You stayed frozen as you watched him look up from petting the dog to wave to someone concealed by the tall bushes lining the café seating area. Time moved in slow motion as you watched him stand, politely say goodbye to the old woman and continue to walk by presumably toward the person he'd waved to. Finally free from your stupor, you quickly headed toward the garden exit to see if you had really seen him, but once you reached the sidewalk there was no sign of him. Just as you turned to head home there stood the old woman, smiling brightly at you while her dog handled his business.

"Handsome isn't he? Jun."

"So he was real?" You said before you could stop yourself. Lucky for you she found your shock amusing.

"Yes, very real and very new. Only moved into the neighborhood about a little over a month ago, guess he's exploring today. He doesn’t know many people around here yet; I bet he'd like to get to know a pretty girl like you" She said smiling as she went on her way.

Today was anything but relaxing, in fact you spent most of it replaying that morning in your head. Jun, the name of the man that had the same face as your dream lover, sounded like music to your ears and was as sweet as honey on the tip of your tongue. 'Was this weird? Were you slowly going insane?' You really needed to calm down before you blur the lines between your wet dreams and reality, but you couldn't shake the thoughts of that beautiful side profile.

Day soon became night and after binge watching 2 seasons of a drama you finally decided to go to bed. You'd be lying if you said you weren't hoping to fall into the embrace of your dream lover tonight, you really need to get out more. Just as anticipated he didn't disappoint, but tonight seemed different though you couldn't quite figure out what. As you approached your princely dressed lover you took in the surroundings, a ballroom of some sort, high ceilings, chandeliers, and walls lined with flowers. You felt almost nervous under his gaze as his eyes roamed from the hem of the ballgown you were wearing up to your face.

"I've been waiting for you." He smiled as you approached, and it left you questioning if you'd always dreamed that his smile was that beautiful or if it was only that way because you'd seen Jun's smile.

He tilted his head curiously "You've dyed your hair?"

Indeed you had taken the time during the afternoon to dye just a small area at the front of your hairline. It was nothing too bold, not yet anyway, you were just testing the placement. Your brain was really working overtime, you could now add observant to the list of everything your dream lover was that most men weren't.

"I like it, the warm color here really draws attention to your pretty eyes" He said casually while twirling a curl between his fingers. Now you had to add charmer to the list as well, great, you were never going to have a real relationship at this rate.

As he took your hand to lead you to the middle of the ballroom, you couldn't shake the feeling that this dream was somehow different. You'd talked very little before, relying on body language and pure attraction to get you to the point of lustful indulgence, but somehow there seemed to be more now. Maybe your mind was longing for more than sex, searching for a deeper connection, whatever it was you'd need to figure it out quickly. Whatever this was, was either getting really pathetic, or you were getting really fucking crazy, hell, at this point probably both. You're not sure what exactly compelled you to tell him about your day as you rested your hand in his, and your head against his chest, but here you were explaining it all to a man made up by your overactive, possibly lonely and obviously horny imagination.

"I saw a really attractive man today."

For some reason you'd thought he pulled you a bit closer after that statement.

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, he looked just like you."

"So he was really really attractive." He chuckled.

"His smile was just as nice too. I was kind of in shock because he looked so much like you, I couldn't move from where I was. I only looked away from him when he waved at someone, but I couldn't see who because of the tall bushes. Probably his girlfriend."

You listened to the soft laugh echo in his chest as you finished speaking. "Why are you laughing?"

"I must be really narcissistic to give my dream girl an outside love interest that looks exactly like me."

You weren't exactly sure what he meant by that, but you brushed it off because how many things actually make sense in a dream?

"Well, did he see you?"

"No, he never looked toward the café once the entire time. As long as I was staring I'm surprised he didn't get the feeling he was being watched" you laughed.

Café? Was there a café? He hadn't noticed one, in fact he kind of had tunnel vision once he'd seen his neighbor and her dog.

This dream had felt different in almost every way and sex was no exception to this. Every touch, kiss, thrust felt more intense than ever. You were getting lost in your mind and you knew it, but before you could catch yourself you'd done it, you moaned his name. "Yes, Jun. Just like that"

Your dream lover groaned at the name and nipped at your neck where his face had been planted as he drilled into you.

"I've been waiting for that, but it's not fair, I don't know yours." He said as he delivered his deepest thrust yet, sending you both over the edge just as you gave him your name.

You laid on your back staring at your ceiling trying to find the strength to get out of bed and finish your frequent, after dream sex cleaning routine, but you were far too exhausted and quickly fell back asleep.

The next morning you found yourself back at the café grabbing your usual. You'd be lying if you said you weren't hoping to see Jun out and about again today, but something felt off, like you were being watched. Before you could dwell on the feeling your name was called. You quickly grabbed your coffee, pastry and headed out the door.

That night brought your lover again which was not uncommon, for the last month you've spent every weekend with him. You thought back to before you moved to your current city, you had only dreamt of him maybe once or twice in your adult life, then after moving it was once a month, then twice, now here you were having very vivid sexual dreams every weekend.

You walked gleefully through an unfamiliar park, following the magnetic pull that would undoubtedly lead you to him. Finally seeing your destination in view you watched fondly as Jun sat reading underneath a tree with golden blooms. Looking up from his book Just in time to see you coming his way, Jun quickly stood to greet you.

"You're beautiful." He said in a light and airy manner as if his breath had been taken away.

"Thank you" You smiled as he helped you to sit on the blanket.

"I don't mean now. I mean yes, you're beautiful now, but I meant at the café this morning."

"Oh, you saw me this time?" you chuckled.

"Yes, I didn't notice the café that day, but when you mentioned it the last time we met, I decided to check."

"I didn't see you. How do you know it was me?"

"I was sitting at the booth, under the painting of this tree when the barista called your name. Your hair was even the same "

You looked up at the Golden blooms of the tree and sighed. "There is no painting of this tree in the café." You cupped his face and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "I've got to find a way to stop dreaming about you, this isn't normal. My dream lover telling me that he dreamed he saw me at the same café that I saw an actual person that looked like him at. I've got to stop watching inception."

" But I don't think we are dreaming."

"And how do you expect to prove that?" you taunted.

"I'll go to you next time."

And with those words you woke up. You'd never woken up from a dream about him before without having an orgasm, so you were a little disappointed, but also hopeful that this was a sign that your mind was finally ready to let go of its perfect creation.

The Friday evening after another long and busy work week you found yourself nervous and unable to sleep. You were worried you'd find him again, waiting for you in all his perfection. As hours passed you finally succumbed to exhaustion and when you woke you felt a mix of relief and sadness. He wasn't there, for the first time in months he wasn't in your dreams. Finally realizing today was Saturday, your dream lover's last words to you echoed in your head “I'll go to you next time.”

You felt foolish as you stood in your mirror admiring the way you looked today. Did you seriously expect that Jun would actually meet you in the café today? You were supposed to be drawing a line between your dreams and the reality that was the gorgeous man named Jun that didn't even know you existed. Hell, you didn't even know he existed until a couple weeks ago. Sadly that didn't stop you from walking out the door on this rainy morning looking like a dream yourself.

Once you'd reached the doorway of the café butterflies filled your stomach as nerves threatened to get the best of you, but the promise of hot coffee, a warm pastry and a dry atmosphere was all the encouragement you needed to enter.

You quickly glanced around just to see if you spot the person you tried to convince yourself you didn't get all dressed up to see, but as you gave a quick scan you noticed something just as the barista arrived with your drink.

"Excuse me, how long has that picture been there?"

"Oh! That? It's new. We put it up early last Sunday morning. Pretty huh? I Think it's called a Golden Chain or something"

You thanked her and made your way to a table in the back corner. You sat facing the entrance and began to get lost in thought. This can't be real, but you'd never seen that picture before so how could you dream about it? Maybe you had seen it but didn't remember.

About 15 minutes into anxiously scrolling on your phone you decided you were being foolish and should leave. Just as you looked up you saw him enter the café, and you could have sworn time slowed down as you watched him scan the room finally making eye contact with you and smiling before turning to head toward the counter to order.

You felt silly, it was the neighborhood café frequented by many that lived in the area, so it only made sense he'd be here. You made your way to the door and quickly exited. You hadn't gotten very far when the sound of your name being called coupled with what you assumed was running halted your steps. You turned to see the likeness of your dream lover just feet from you and still approaching. once he had made in directly in front of you he just smiled.

"This can't be real."

"But I am, and so are you."

What felt like an eternity had passed with the two of you just looking into each other's eyes before you felt him wrap his arm around your waist, pulling you in close.

"Can I?"

"Asking for permission to kiss me when we've done so much already?...something else to add to the list."

"What list?"

" The list of things my dream lover does that has ruined any chance of a normal relationship with a man outside of my dream."

"I don't think you really have to worry about that anymore." He laughed, and it was just as charming as everything else about him. And when you leaned in to kiss him he didn't hesitate. Though it was only a peck, it was electrifying and familiar.

That day was spent at Jun's apartment piecing together everything, and at the end of it all you'd figured out that the closer the two of you got, the more frequent and detailed the dreams became and seeing him in real life that day made a stronger communication connection possible.

Jun was firm in his belief that you'd been lovers in a previous life and would be lovers again in the next.

The day had passed without either of you noticing. It was dark outside and the rain was starting to pick up.

"It's getting late, I should probably get going before the rain gets any harder."

"Stay. Please? I -"

"I was hoping you would say that."

Before you knew it, you were in a very familiar position with Jun's blonde locs brushing against your face as his soft breath tickled your ear, but this time when you woke up you’d be wrapped in his arms and his sheets.

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