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[ihansainz]

. 🪽 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪❛ 정재현✧. 𝓕reader309 >.< fluff, est. relationship ❚ cautions─────mentions of stress.

syn | jaehyun figured out that baby sensory videos don’t only work on babies. archive

You grumbled, crossing your arms over your chest. Honestly, you weren’t even mad for a warrantable reason, however, your boyfriend, Jaehyun, let you complain the whole way home about how the store didn’t have your favorite Oreo flavor, his hand intertwined with yours. He also knew that it wasn’t about the cookies being missing. He knew it was bigger than that—the premise—the atmosphere, the ‘how it ruined your mood’ because you were so excited. He offered to search them out at a different place but you just wanted to take a nap instead. 

He missed your smile, it weighed heavy on his heart that you were stressed and letting the little things get to you. It wasn’t that serious, but he’d never undermine the things that made tears fall from the eyes he loved so much. 

That night, you were doing your nightly scrolling through TikTok when a video you overlooked clung to his thoughts. He knew you so well, he knew it would work next time you got overstimulated.

So, the next time you’d gone to the store, overwhelmed by how the clothes weren’t fitting you the way you’d imagined in your head, or how the tiny room was too hot, and the lights too bright, he tried it. 

The animated vegetables danced across the screen, spinning and twirling in pattern. Jaehyun glanced at your face, eyes locked and wide. The spoon from which you’d just taken a bite of ice cream from was hanging from between your lips, almost forgotten due to your focus. He thought you looked cute, a smile creeping onto his features. He’d never seen you watch something so intently, the exact way sensory videos designed for babies encapsulated you; but as he grew to know, you were always easy to please… and piss off.

He was glad this hadn’t resulted in the latter.

mae’s note─────❛ i miss jaehyun. bring my husband back.

[jhdyuiee]

Red is for Love

ꨄ︎ pairing: bf!jaehyun x fem!reader

ꨄ︎ warning/tags: smut!, unprotected sex, multiple positions/orgasms, oral (m receiving), kissing/making out, dirty talk, food play, breast play, smacking, rough jae, pet names/name calling

ꨄ︎ w.c: 1.7k

ꨄ︎ a.n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAEHYUN MY BELOVED! 🤍

“so, what do you think?,” you asked the man in front of you, jaehyun, who had his eyes trained on you and every curve of your body.

you were decked out in a new lingerie set, a red one you’d purchased recently. not only to commemorate valentines, but jaehyun’s birthday as well. you were like a beautifully wrapped gift.

wearing a laced bra that had hearts carved in your nipple area, a thin laced thong, and a garter belt attached with red tights. purely decked in red— in love.

“fuck…” jaehyun sultry groans.

he clenched his fist, trying not to get easily tempted by you. but you were just too alluring to him.

“come on, let me give you one last treat,” you playfully said as you sank to your knees.

you held eye contact with jaehyun, your hands working their way to his zipper. you tease his member through his pants, feeling it hardened already. your hands go to unbutton and unzip his pants, pulling his briefs down as well until his member is out and free.

you inched your face closer, getting the delicious whiff of him, sliding your tongue from his balls to his tip. jaehyun’s hands, too, slowly made their way to your hair— gripping a fist of hair.

your moans vibrated along his member as you tried fitting him inside your mouth, your teeth barely grazing him. and once you bottomed him, you began moving your mouth along his member even quicker. jaehyun uses his hands to guide you.

you flutter your eyes to get a sight of jaehyun, a beautiful sight of him falling apart just by feeling your mouth engulfing his cock. your cheeks hollow with the deeper and quicker you took him in your mouth, occasionally bringing your tongue to lick alongside his shaft.

“shit, feels good baby,” jaehyun groans. “but p-please come here.”

jaehyun tries calling you over, but you’re too lost in his cock and making him feel good. you could tell he was almost close by the way he twitched inside your mouth. you couldn’t stop now.

“fuck, i told you, come here,” jaehyun says more aggressively.

and when you don't, he grips your hair tighter and removes you from sucking him off. you whined, pouted up at the man with tear stained eyes.

“such a cock slut, you can’t be away from it for one second,” jaehyun chuckles.

god, you loved this side of him. the side he showed nobody, but you. it turned you on, your cunt twitching at his rough words.

“how can i? i mean look at it,” you replied, kissing his cock repeatedly while maintaining eye contact with him.

he sucks in a breath, shutting his eyes for a split moment. “lap,” he mutters loud enough for you to hear.

and you knew better than to keep him waiting, but something within you couldn’t stop from teasing his cock one last time. stroking it with your hand, licking up his pre-cum one last time before you gave in and straddled his lap.

jaehyun had you right where he wanted, his fingers digging into your hips before going to the curve of your ass. his fingers fondled your ass, stretching your cheeks apart before bringing a hand to roughly smack you, jolting you forward. your arms around his neck as he repeats the action until your ass is nothing but a deep shade of red.

“look at me,” he whispers into your ear.

you moaned, biting your bottom lip as you locked eyes with him. he lunges forward, lips pressing on yours and tongue intruding in. the kiss is nothing but a mess, sloppy exploring inside one another.

all the while his hand touches your thong, pulling it up and you begin bucking your hips as you find the pleasurable sensation he’s giving you just from using your panties. you moaned into his mouth, growing wetter and hungrier to get him inside you.

“pl-please!” you begged, “pu-put it inside.”

jaehyun smiles as he continues devouring you, letting go of your panties– whining at the loss of sensation. you feel his hardened member rubbing you from the back of your ass, feeling his pre-cum too and the way he twitched.

“someone’s eagered,” you teased, pulling away from him.

your hand reaches behind, finding his cock. you lift yourself up, removing your panties first before lining yourself up with his cock. his tip slowly going inside, his cock stretching out and fitting snugly inside you.

jaehyun throws his head back on the couch as he feels your gummy walls hug him tightly. your pussy too addicting already.

you lift yourself up and down his cock, moaning louder with ever thrust. jaehyun just watches intensely, eyes moving from your pleasured face to where you two connected. his fingers making crescent moons on the fat of your ass.

jaehyun helps you on his cock, helping you bounce more quicker on his cock. your tits bouncing along with you, enticing jaehyun. he couldn’t stop himself from wrapping his mouth around your nipple, teeth biting down on your areolas. even the laced bra couldn’t stop him from marking you, the fabric slightly tearing from his bites. yet that was the least of your concerns right now.

his cock began twitching inside you, and your pussy tightened around him even more.

“jae-jaehyun,” you moaned his name, hand going to grip his hair.

he looks up from where he played with your tits, eyes fully lustful. “cum baby, let me feel you around my cock,” he groans.

he helps you, fucking into your harder. shouting his name shortly after as you felt yourself release around his cock, jaehyun followed in suit shortly after when he felt how deliciously you wrapped around his cock from your orgasm.

you fall onto him, wrapping your arms around him. your and his pants are the only sound in the room. yet you couldn’t even relax for a minute before you felt jaehyun lift you up.

“wh-what?” you questioned confusedly.

jaehyun doesn’t answer, holding you in his arms with his cock still attached inside you. it wasn’t until he finally laid you down on a cool surface that you realized where you were: the dining table.

you laid there, feeling as jaehyun began taking himself out of your sweet cunt. “mmm,” you whined as you no longer felt him inside you.

jaehyun leaves for a while, walking to his right. you watched from where you laid, watched as he grabbed the birthday cake that was still on the table. jaehyun brings it over, looking down on you. and just when you were going to question what he was going to do with it, he swipes his finger on some frosting and brings it to your nipple. he does the same to the other nipple, coating you in cake frosting before putting the cake back down on the table.

walking back over to you, he pries your legs open. he holds you with his hands, slipping himself back inside. you arched your back off the table, his thrusting going in deep and hard. his tip hitting your cervix, kissing it with every thirst he gives you.

jaehyun bends down, still thrusting, mouth wrapping around your frosting-coveered tit to lick it up. his saliva dripping down the side as he devours your tit, kissing his way to the other one, giving it the same treatment. his hand moving under you, unhooking your bra and removing it.

your tits bounced in his face as he continued thrusting into you. he couldn’t stop his mouth from finding your tits again, squeezing them together as he flicked your areolas. Pouding even harder, fucking you into the table, you wrapped your legs around him.

his fingers going down to your clit, rubbing the neglected bud. and before you knew it you released once more around him. you cling to him through your orgasm, chanting his name and mindlessly kissing his face.

jaehyun too meets his high not long after, coating your walls white once more. his cum was spilling from your pussy, you’d been overstuffed. the sight only turned jaehyun on all the more, he wasn’t close to stopping.

he has you against the wall, your hands against the wall as you bended over for him. his hands rub your ass gently, spreading your cheeks apart so he could go inside. the spilled cum, getting pushed back inside.

his fingers gripping onto your waist as he thrust into you, tip finding your g-spot. his thrust quickened, shoving himself into you deeper until he hit your womb.

your legs grew weak, buckling inward. it didn’t take much until you collapsed on the floor, jaehyun still fucking you from behind. he held you up, and leaned in. he kisses on your exposed neck, marking you down your back.

jaehyun returns behind you, skin slapping throughout the room. his pace is not faltering as he continues to abuse your insides. and at this point you’ve damned lost yourself. you were nothing but a moaning, crying mess that unraveled at the sensation of his cock.

“i’m cu-cuming,” you moan.

jaehyun feels your walls clench, his own cock twitching. he slaps your ass, it jiggles from the impact of his hand and thrust. a sight for sore eyes.

“cum with me baby,” he whispers into your ear.

“fu-fuck,” he groans, throwing his head back as you gushed around his cock again and he painted you with his seed.

your body trembled underneath him, overstimulated cunt quivering. jaehyun slips out, his cum spilling out in loads.

he grabs hold of you, barely consciously feeling as he carries you to the bedroom. he lays you down on the bed before it dips down on his weight.

jaehyun’s lips find yours as he kisses you with much heat and possessiveness. you, too, mindlessly explore his mouth. your tiredness soon becomes a distant feeling as you two soon keep going at it, round after round.

his sweet birthday surprise lasting until the next morning. and by the times you two finally hit the sheets, you were stuffed, overloaded, with his seed.

and unbeknownst to you and jaehyun, a new life had just been conceived. jaehyun’s final gift– well made– our child.

© jhdyuiee

2025. 02. 16

[florihaei]

PRESS START TO LOVE ——— !⋆୨୧˚ (엔시티 드림)

🤎 ⋆୨୧˚ gamer boyfriend mark ⋆୨୧˚

in which… mark’s gaming night turns into a playful challenge with you, he shows you that spending time together is the real win. — 표시 x fem!reader ⋆୨୧˚ fluff/full fic ⋆୨୧˚ established relationship wc 834 • pet names such as baby!, made with love by autum! ⋆୨୧˚

⋆୨୧˚ authors note - likes and reblogs are always greatly appreciated, everything is in lowercase on purpose, enjoy reading ⋆୨୧˚

marks room always had a familiar mess of tangled wires, glowing monitors, and a pile of discarded hoodies in the corner of his room, you sat cross legged on the floor, as you watched him as he leaned forward in his gaming chair, his eyes locked on the screen

“okay, this is it babe,” he said, his voice filled with tight concentration. “seriously baby, im about to destroy this guy”

you raised an eyebrow, resting your chin on your palm, “didn’t you say that last time love?, right before he destroyed you?”

mark swigged his chair to face you, his lips tugged into a grin “baby!, your supposed to be cheering me on, not trying to pray on my down fall!”

you let out a small chuckle, looking at him “what’s more motivating then giving my boyfriend a little tough love?”

mark groaned but he turned back around to the screen, his fingers moved over the keyboard, and you couldn’t help but be just a bit mesmerized, mark always looked so serious when he was gaming, his brows furrowed and his lips pursed in that adorable way that always made you want to tease him just a bit more

“alright, he’s down to half of his health baby” mark announces, his voice rising with a bit of excitement “i’ve got this baby.. no sweat”

you rolled your eyes but you leaned forward, watching as his character darted across the screen, as he dogged attacks that were coming his way “you better win, or im taking over” you warned him

mark laughed, glancing at you briefly “you?, take over?, baby.. you walk right into his attacks and rage quit in like 5 seconds”

“oh?, so you wanna bet?” you challenged, as you scooted closer to him

beofre mark could even respond, the screen lit up with a dramatic explosion, a sound effect blared through the speaker, and mark threw his hands in the air

“lets go!, baby i did it!” he shouted, spinning his chair around to face you, his grin was so wide it had you chuckling to yourself. “i told you i’d destroy him!”

“finally” you teased him, but you couldn’t stop yourself from smiling

mark then reached out and grabbed your hand, as he pulled you up from the floor and into his lap, you yelled in surprise but you quickly settled against him, as his arms wrapped around your waist to hold you closer to him

“alright, my little gamer yeah?,” he said, his voice dropping into that playfully tone that always had your heart fluttering”you talk big gene baby, but lets see what you’ve got yeah?”

he reached out for the controller, handing it to you with that smug look on his face “your turn”

you hesitated for a bit, before taking the controller from him “mark, you know im terrible at this” you sigh out

“you’ll be fine baby..” he said as his chin rested on your shoulder as he guided your hands to the buttons “ill coach you through it, were a team baby, you know this right?”

you couldn’t argue with that, so you took a deep breath and you started the game, mark stayed close to you, his voice soft in your ear as he gave you tips and encouragement

“see baby, nice dodge!, your getting the hang of it”

“careful baby- oh, that was close, your doing good”

by the time you made it halfway through the level, you were laughing so hard that you could barely even concentrate. mark continued his constant commentary, mixed with dramatic gaps and exaggerating reactions, they were more entertaining then the game itself

when your character finally died with a fiery explosion, you groaned and dropped the controller “see?, mark i told i was terrible”

mark chuckled, pressing a kiss to your temple “you weren’t terrible, you were great. besides it’s not about winning, it’s about having fun together”

you turned your head to look at him, your heard warmed with the sincerity in his eyes “you’re such a dork, you know that?”

“but you love it baby” he replied with a cheeky grin

you couldn’t argue with that, because you most surely did

the night went on, as the two of you were curled up on the couch, mark pulled out his phone to show you a picture he had taken earlier of you concentrating on the game, your tongue sticking out slightly

“look at my pretty gamer girl” he teased you, laughing when you tried to grab the phone from him

“delete that!”

“never” he said, holding the phone out of your reach “im thinking about framing it baby”

you groaned, but you couldn’t hold your small smile creeping up, mark always knew how to make you laugh, even when he was driving you insane, and as he pulled you closer to press a sweet kiss to your forehead, you couldn’t help but feel like you were winning the most important game of all, life with him

[saacrilegious]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤأ🩸تى ㅤ𝕿he Vampire Diarie𝓈 𝟣𝟨'𝟨𝟨

[seulzitos]

⠀⠀₊⠀⠀‎𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽⠀⠀‎⊹⠀⠀‎𝗁𝗎𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍

[chenleezy]

FWB!MARKLEE

Warning: ANGST!!

Enjoy <3

☆ stranger!Mark who accidentally texts you a whole 2 paragraphs about wanting you back, thinking you’re his ex.

☆ stranger!Mark who’s embarrassed about texting a random stranger and apologized over and over until you can finally reassure him that it’s okay.

☆ stranger!Mark who very quickly begins to warm up to you, talking to you everyday. Becoming a very reliable and trustworthy friend, who you’d decide to meet up with

☆ closefriend!Mark who starts to develop “feelings” for you while jokingly flirting back and fourth, he tries to convince himself you won’t be a rebound after the biggest heartbreak of his life.

☆ closefriend!Mark who offers to take you on a date after realizing his “feelings” are reciprocated. Picking you up at 2pm for an early date where you can spend the whole day doing what you both like.

☆ closefriend!Mark who kissed you after walking you home, gasping after feeling you unexpectedly pull him in for another.

☆ closefriend!Mark who ends up inside your apartment not-too-soon after the kiss. Groping at you, kissing you all over, teasing you.

☆ closefriend!Mark who ends up fucking you after the first date, spending the rest of the next day with you before (sadly) leaving home.

☆ closefriend!Mark who continues to text you sweetly everyday, checking up on you and offering you anything but is still feeling the slight discomfort of his ex floating around in the back of his mind.

☆ closefriend!Mark who agrees to make you his fwb, only until he can figure out his feelings, but he doesn’t tell you the part where he misses his ex which is why he hadn’t asked you to be his girlfriend yet.

☆ fwb!Mark who’d come to your apartment very often to “chill”.. in your bed.. naked. Always providing the best time possible, always leaving both of you satisfied.

☆ fwb!Mark who’d been slowly leaving you on seen or delivered, if he’d text you at all it would be rather dry, even after about 4 months of your arrangement.

☆ fwb!Mark who finally answered your text after being left on delivered for a week with a dry response and no emoji. Leaving you on seen once again after you’d asked him why he was being so distant.

☆ fwb!Mark who didn’t tell you how he actually put in the right number for his ex and texted her after he texted you that same night he met you, as well as the fact he’d been talking to her ever since.

☆ fwb!Mark who also hadn’t told you that it was getting serious again between him and his ex, opting for the easy way out by ignoring you.

☆ fwb!Mark who told you how his ex was now his girlfriend and he no longer felt any way about you and apologizing for the fact you were a rebound, even if he hated himself for saying that because he sounded like a complete asshole.

☆ fwb!Mark who then told you a few days later how his girlfriend didn’t want him texting other women, or even having other girl friends. Not even letting you respond, he blocked you with no hesitation. So deeply in love with his girlfriend.

☆ fwb!Mark who walks past you on the street, completely ignoring your presence, as if he was unaware you existed and you had no history together. Allowing the distance between you and him to grow as you quickly become strangers again.

☆ stranger!Mark who feels terrible about the way things ended between you two but doesn’t have the courage to talk to you, nor go against his girlfriends wishes about communicating with the other women.

☆ stranger!Mark who ends up never talking to you again, living his life with his girlfriend once again. For him, the world kept spinning, especially with the small hole in his heart.

[tyongbrat]

SMUT 🔞 PARK JISUNG | creampie.

“PRA QUE TU FOI METER UM FILHO COM AQUELE OTARIO?”

Não sabe bem quando começou a reparar no jovem professor de jiu-jitsu da sua filha. Por "jovem", quer dizer apenas uns três anos mais novo que você. O fato é: você tem uma filha, e ele jamais olharia para você... ou será que olharia?

Não tinha como fugir do homem, já que o pai da sua linda filha de seis anos nunca está presente. Vocês se separaram há um tempo, e ele, sendo irresponsável, nunca está disponível para ajudar na criação de Mabel.

Você não faz isso conscientemente, mas toda vez que leva sua filha ao jiu-jitsu, acaba se arrumando um pouco mais—passa mais perfume, escolhe um tom de batom um pouco mais vibrante, talvez um vermelho mais chamativo. Quer que Jisung note sua presença, mas não quer que ele perceba que você quer ser notada.

Naquela tarde, você chegou um pouco mais cedo, deixando Mabel no tatame com as outras crianças enquanto se encostava na parede ao fundo, fingindo mexer no celular. Jisung estava ali, como sempre, com a camisa do kimono meio aberta, revelando um pedaço da pele suada do treino anterior. Ele se movia com facilidade, dando instruções com a voz firme, mas paciente.

Quando percebeu que ele se aproximava no intervalo da aula, seu coração deu um leve salto. Você fingiu que estava distraída, mas Jisung parou ao seu lado, passando a toalha no rosto antes de sorrir.

— Você sempre espera a Mabel aqui, né? — A voz dele soou próxima, e você levantou o olhar.

— Sim, não gosto de ir e voltar. Além disso, gosto de assistir um pouco. — Deu de ombros, tentando parecer indiferente.

— Ah, então tá de olho no desempenho dela? — Ele cruzou os braços, um meio sorriso brincando nos lábios.

— Claro, quero saber se tô pagando à toa ou se ela realmente tá aprendendo alguma coisa.

Jisung soltou uma risada baixa, e você percebeu que ele tampou levemente a boca com a mão ao fazer isso. Um gesto quase tímido, que contrastava com a presença confiante que tinha no tatame.

— Bom, posso garantir que ela aprende rápido. — Ele fez uma pausa, olhando para você de um jeito mais atento. — Acho legal isso, sabe? Você sempre presente. Nem todo mundo se importa assim.

Você sentiu um calor inesperado no peito, mas manteve a expressão neutra.

— Ah, bem... Não é como se eu tivesse muita escolha.

— O pai dela não participa muito?

Você deu uma risada curta.

— "Muito" seria um exagero. Ele praticamente não participa.

Jisung assentiu devagar, o olhar ficando mais sério por um instante.

— Isso é uma droga... Mas, se serve de consolo, Mabel tem muita sorte de ter você. Dá pra ver que ela se sente segura aqui.

Dessa vez, você foi pega desprevenida. A sinceridade no tom dele fez seu coração tropeçar um pouco.

— Obrigada... Quer dizer, tento fazer o que posso.

Ele sorriu de novo, mas, dessa vez, tinha algo diferente ali. Algo mais intencional.

— Tá fazendo um ótimo trabalho.

Por um instante, o barulho do treino pareceu sumir, e tudo o que existia era o olhar dele sustentando o seu. Você sentiu vontade de responder, de dizer algo espirituoso para quebrar a tensão, mas Mabel correu até vocês, interrompendo o momento.

— Mãe! Você viu meu golpe novo?

Você piscou, voltando à realidade, e sorriu para a filha.

— Vi, filha! Tá ficando cada vez melhor.

Jisung bagunçou os cabelos da menina e, antes de voltar ao tatame, lançou um último olhar para você.

•••

Você ainda não sabia exatamente como aquilo tinha acontecido. Uma hora, Jisung era só o professor bonitinho de jiu-jitsu da Mabel, e na outra, estava parado na porta da sua casa, encostado em um Audi preto brilhante, vestindo uma camisa que definitivamente valorizava os braços.

Agora, sentada à sua frente no restaurante, você ainda tentava processar a cena. Ele dirigindo até sua casa, você entrando no carro cheirosa e arrumada, e a forma como ele lançou um olhar rápido para suas pernas antes de dizer um “você tá bonita” meio sem jeito.

— Você tá quieta. — A voz dele te puxou de volta.

Você piscou, pegando o copo de vinho.

— Só tô impressionada.

Jisung arqueou a sobrancelha.

— Comigo?

— Com o carro. — Você deu um gole na bebida, fingindo indiferença. — Achei que professor de jiu-jitsu fosse andar de moto ou, sei lá, de bicicleta, igual aqueles caras fitness.

Ele riu, apoiando o cotovelo na mesa.

— E eu achei que mães corujas não saíssem com professores de jiu-jitsu.

Você estreitou os olhos.

— Isso foi um julgamento?

— De jeito nenhum. — Ele ergueu as mãos, divertido. — Só estou surpreso que tenha aceitado o convite tão fácil.

Você deu de ombros, jogando a cabeça de lado.

— É que eu tava com fome.

Jisung riu outra vez, balançando a cabeça, antes de se inclinar um pouco na mesa.

— E eu aqui achando que você só queria minha companhia

Você girou o vinho no copo, olhando para ele com um sorrisinho no canto dos lábios.

— Depende… Depois daqui, você vai me levar direto pra casa ou tem outro destino em mente?

Jisung ergueu as sobrancelhas, claramente pegando o subtexto. Ele passou a língua pelos lábios antes de apoiar um braço na mesa, inclinando-se um pouco mais para você.

— Achei que mães corujas tinham toque de recolher.

Você deu de ombros, fingindo indiferença.

— Tudo depende se a noite vai valer a pena.

E, num piscar de olhos, como se o tempo tivesse acelerado, você já estava no apartamento de Jisung.

O lugar era mais organizado do que imaginava para um cara que passava o dia treinando e derrubando gente no tatame. O sofá era grande e confortável, a decoração minimalista, com tons neutros e alguns quadros discretos na parede. Nada muito pessoal—sem fotos ou qualquer coisa que entregasse muito sobre ele. Mas, de algum jeito, o ambiente ainda parecia convidativo.

Você largou a bolsa na mesinha de centro e se recostou no sofá, observando Jisung guardar a carteira, depois de ter pagado tudo no cartão sem nem piscar.

— Preciso perguntar — você começou, cruzando as pernas —, isso tudo foi planejado ou você só veio no embalo?

Ele pegou duas garrafas d’água na geladeira e jogou uma para você.

— Se eu disser que planejei, você vai achar premeditado demais?

— Talvez. — Você deu um gole na água, estudando-o. — Mas eu esperaria nada menos de um faixa-preta.

Ele riu, se jogando no sofá ao seu lado.

— Estratégia é tudo.

A conversa seguiu solta por um tempo, cheia de observações aleatórias, risadas baixas e pequenos comentários sobre o restaurante, sobre a Mabel, sobre coisas banais. O tipo de papo que qualquer outra noite não teria importância nenhuma, mas que agora parecia servir só para adiar o inevitável.

Você tentou fingir que não sentia a tensão aumentando no ar. Tentou ignorar o fato de que fazia muito tempo—muito mesmo—que não se permitia algo assim. Algo sem peso, sem compromisso. Só um momento roubado entre duas pessoas que claramente estavam se devorando com o olhar há semanas.

Jisung apoiou o braço no encosto do sofá, a mão a poucos centímetros do seu ombro.

— Tá confortável?

Você sorriu, levantando as sobrancelhas.

— Tá me perguntando isso porque é educado ou porque quer que eu me aproxime mais?

Ele inclinou a cabeça, um sorriso lento surgindo nos lábios.

— Por que não os dois?

Você sentiu ele se aproximar, inclinar o corpo sobre o seu, as respirações se misturando. Sentiu seu coração pular do peito quando os lábios carnudos tocaram o seu, o gosto do vinho dividido entre as duas bocas. O beijo com gosto de beijo, a língua desajeitada implorando por espaço, lutando para não deixar o beijo se acabar.

Jisung cobre seu corpo com o dele, te deita desajeitadamente no sofá. As mãos dele vagam pelo teu corpo, sobem as tuas coxas, ele passa a ponta dos dedos pela tua pele nua por dentro do tecido do vestido.

— tem certeza que quer isso? — a voz falha por falta de ar te excita mais, consegue notar pelo olhar que se tá se segurando muito.

— aham — puxa o homem pelos cabelos da nuca. Aprofunda em outro beijo.

A mão direita do homem sobe até teu seio coberto pelo tecido do vestido, ele puxa para fora do decote, amassa teu peito e se segura o mamilo entre os dedos. Num pedido silencioso de permissão, ele te encara, depois encara teus seios.

Desce até o vão entre os seios, passa a língua quente entre eles. Puxa o resto de vestido que sobrou na sua parte superior. Mordisca sua clavícula antes de colocar toda atenção nos mamilos, ele suga, a língua dele em contato com a sua pele é quentinha, gostosa e faz sua buceta pulsar.

Você quer mais. Joga seu quadril contra o corpo dele. Se esfregando como pode. Ele entende o recado.

Arranca a camiseta pela cabeça, trata de jogar o resto da roupa em algum lugar do apartamento. Você se despe o mais rápido possível também, mas é impedida por ele se tirar a calcinha.

— Deixa, vai, quero te comer com ela.

Não havia nada de sexy na calcinha escolhida, era mais uma dessas calcinhas confortáveis, mas algo nela despertava mais tesao no jovem professor.

Ele se agacha até o meio das tuas pernas, você acha que ele vai te chupar, mas ele larga uma grossa camada de saliva entre os lábios da tua buceta. A mão grande segura a calcinha de ladinho, enquanto a outra guia o pau dele bem na entrada.

O pau grosso te invade sem educação nenhuma, jisung é ótimo no que faz. Ele segue um vai e vem constante, o corpo reto, uma mão apoiada na guarda do sofá, outra segura teu quadril. Ele bate firme contra tua buceta. Os olhos fechados, a cabeça jogada para trás, diferente da maioria dos homens jisung geme alto e grosso.

Você até tenta se segurar, mas não consegue. Geme e grita algo o nome dele. Usa suas mãos para esfregar seu clítoris, o corpo espasma toda vez que o homem muda o rítmo das estocadas.

Sem nenhum aviso ele se retira. Te vira de costas pro sofá, ajeita tua bunda, segura ela no ar e enfia todo em você. Tu grita por mais, mais e mais. Arranha o sofá, senta o rosto esquentar quando ele dá o primeiro tapa, não consegue se segurar por muito tempo e amolece quando goza.

Jisung se estica por cima, põe o peso do corpo no teu. Agora ele é lento, soca com calma até o fundo e aos poucos você consegue entender a intenção dele. Você não se importa, deixa ele gozar dentro. Sente todo teu corpo responder quando ele sai de dentro de ti, mas continua deitado por cima do teu corpo.

— pelo menos agora tá fazendo um filho com o cara certo. — ele sussurra no teu ouvido.

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Espresso

"Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so,"

Starring: Starring Jaehyun

GUYS I have been obsessed with this song. Sabrina got me obsessed just like the rest of the world. So of course I wrote a short fic loosely inspired by the song and music video.

Warnings: Smut. Jaehyun is an ass guy. Cursing. Y/n bites Jaehyun's lip and neck. Jaehyun is down bad for Y/n. Y/n is more of a dom but Jaehyun isn't shy.

Words: 5k

MINORS DO NOT READ!!!!!!

Enjoy;)

Breaks up were hard. But not when you’re on a beach in Italy with your friends. The fresh ocean breeze hit your cheeks as you walked along the beach searching for a spot to relax. The waves crashed in the distance. You could see from where you were standing the clear waters. Wrapped in a bathing suit cover-up and towel in hand you had found the perfect place to sit. You dug a small hole for your butt to fit comfortably for when you laid down.

You through the blanket laying it flat on the hot sand. Your friend came to your side. Eyes shielded with sunglasses, the same as yours. She placed the smaller cooler at the end of the blanket holding it down. Another one of your girlfriends appeared placing down two chairs and setting them up. Once she got comfortable beside you that’s when the rest of your friends showed up.

The remaining three guy friends walk towards you guys holding onto more chairs, an even bigger cooler, a speaker, and an umbrella. Doyoung, Jaehyun, and Jungwoo all come to where you lay.

You picked up your sunglasses a bit to get a better look at the boys. Especially the one in the middle. Jung Jaehyun dressed in black swimming trunks and a white tank top. Hair pushed back and eyes framed with black sunglasses. The girls knew you were interested in him. The way you always perked up when he was around. Listening to his stories and laughing at his terrible jokes. You wanted him. But not in a romantic way. If it came to that, that was fine. But you craved him in such a bad way that felt so good.

And you were going to get him.

Jaehyun walked over to where you sat in the beach chair. He smiled at you just after letting Doyoung struggle to set up the beach umbrella. It shadowed over you. You took off your black shades placing them in your beach bag that Jaehyun so kindly carried for you.

“Jae,” you called. He turned to you. “Yea?” He asked. You were about to speak but the other boys started to shout.

“Let’s go!!!!” Jungwoo shouted as he ran to the water. Seulgi placed the speaker at the end of the blanket to keep it from flying. She watched Jungwoo run off. She smiled laughing as he flopped into the water. She briefly turned back to her phone pressing play on a playlist. Espresso by Sabrina Carpenter. She looked over at you and Jaehyun.

"You guys coming?" she asked. You nodded, "In a minute," she nodded Wendy ran up to her side. Linking their arms together and turning away. The two girls that lay on the blanket stood up. They laughed following behind Jungwoo. Doyoung who was just finishing up putting sunscreen over every inch of his body placed the sunscreen down. He ran behind Jungwoo a huge excited smile on his lips.

The two of you watched them run off. You weren’t ready just yet to head to the water. Still taking in the sun and the beautiful man who sat beside you. You leaned back. Jaehyun followed after watching his friends jump into the cool water.

“Y/n,” he called. “Yea?” You asked eyes still focused on the water. He leaned up a bit. “Can I get something to drink?” He asked. You nodded touching his hand a bit. “A Coke for now is fine,” you said. He nodded leaning over to the cooler. He opened it taking out the can. He opened the can for you placing it in your cup holder.

“Jaehyun do you mind doing me a favor?” You asked. He nodded brows raised a bit in interest. You smiled pulling out the sunscreen from your bag. “Can you put this on me? I can’t reach my back,” you said slightly pouting your lips. He nodded taking the cream from your hands. He popped open the cap.

You sat forward standing up to remove the cover-up. You smirked as you undid the tie. Letting it drop and exposing your glowy body to Jaehyun. Body hugged in a brown two-piece bathing suit. Small ruffles at the end create a mini skirt. Your ass still popped out from the bottom but in such a cute way. Your top matches the skirt but could be removed to show more skin.

Jaehyun licked his lips. Eyeing your skin and all he could see was your back. You turned to him waving for him to follow. Moving to the spot you made on the blanket. Laying down arching your back a bit so your butt would perk out as you laid your stomach down. Jaehyun squirted some sunscreen on his palm. Rubbing the white cream together he brought his hands to your soft skin.

He started with your back. Following the curve of your spine. Rubbing into your skin. You closed your eyes a bit. Soft sounds leave your lips. Some were on accident because Jaehyun was doing so well and some were on purpose just to see his reactions. He cleared his throat a bit but continued. Bringing his hands down to your waist. Holding onto your skin. Hesitantly hovering over your plush skin. He looked over at you. You looked so relaxed. He smirked bringing his hands down to your thighs.

Jaehyun wasn’t stupid. He knew what you were doing. For the last week, you have throwing hints at him. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t interested. Every small touch and hug. Even the small pecks you placed on his cheek when you wanted to say thank you or goodbye. Jaehyun had taken each detail piecing them together. He liked the effort you were putting in, in your way. He tried to keep his cool around you but it was getting harder. Every peck he wanted to turn his cheek and kiss you.

When you stayed at his apartment and put on one of his shirts because “yours was dirty” and walked into the kitchen. Lifting yourself to reach something you didn’t even need. A glass cup when he had some placed on the table. No, you wanted the one high up. The one that caused you to stretch and have his shirt lifted. Watching as your black panties exposed themselves to him. It took everything in his power to hold back. He wanted nothing more than to lift you down. Push you up against the counter and take you from behind. Feeling the plush curve of your ass in his palm.

But instead, he grabbed the cup for you. Leaning his front against your back and handed it to you. He could see the slight defeat on your face. He chuckled a bit. He’d eventually have his way with you once you were ready and he was sure you wanted him just as badly as he wanted you.

So he rubbed the sunscreen into your thighs. Hands roaming a bit inching closer between the skin. You could feel the shadow of his hand inch closer to the heat between your legs. Jaehyun flicked between watching you and his hand. He wondered what would happen if let his intrusive thoughts win. Spread you apart, yank your bottoms off, and devour you on the beach. He had to hold back. His friends weren’t too far off. He looked up seeing them all still in the water. Both girls are on top of the boy's backs.

You looked back down at you. “Jaehyun,” you said softly. He hummed in response. He found himself relaxing while touching you. “You can touch me if you want,” you said back. He opened his eyes stopping his moments for a second. He continued quickly not wanting to worry you. “Touch you?” He asked. You nodded turning your head a bit. You held back your smirk.

“You seem hesitant,” you spoke words laced with lust. “Don’t be,” you said back. You turned back letting your chin fall in your hands. “I don’t mind if you touch me,” you said. Jaehyun couldn’t help the groan that left his lips. You finally let your smirk show. Biting back a few giggles. Jaehyun glided his hands up from your thighs and to your ass. He let out a low groan unable to rid of his lustful thoughts. His hands mold your skin and take in every detail. The curve of your ass. The soft plush skin molded so well in his hands. How the sweat formed from the sun. If he smacked your face the droplets would probably hit his skin.

He had to stop. He could feel his dick harden in his trunks. He quickly let go of you. He says back in his heels.

“All done?” You asked tone changing. Sounding very much like he wasn’t feeling you up. That’s the one thing he could never understand about this interaction. How every time you managed to act as if everything was normal. Like his hands on you was nothing out of the ordinary.

He nodded in response gulping. He leaned over picking up your coke can. He brought it to his lips. Drinking most of it. The coke slipped down the corner of his lips. Jaehyun stood up walking away from you but you called him back.

“Jaehyun,” you called teasing tone returning. He sighed wanting to leave before someone called him a pervert. He kept his back to you. Only turning slightly. You picked up the bottle. “You didn’t put any on,” you said back dangling the bottle in your hands. Jaehyun gritted his teeth. His feet dug into the hot sand. He wanted nothing more than to let your hands roam free on his body. But he couldn’t. Not with his friends right there who will probably question the tent in his pants.

He shook his head. He waved it off. “I’m okay. I’ll use the spray Jungwoo has,” he responded. You went to say something but he walked off. He went to Jungwoo’s bag quickly removing his tank and spraying himself. Rubbing the sunscreen into his skin he ran off to the water. He had to clear his mind.

You sat there watching as he ran off. You didn’t care that you couldn’t touch him. You had just enough of what you needed with him touching you. And with the small sounds and curses he was making the entire time you knew you had him. You smiled to yourself as you popped open the bottle to finish yourself off.

———

You had eventually made your way to the water. You removed your slippers leaving them by the blanket. You walked quickly over to the water. The hot sand burning your feet. You sighed in relief when your feet met the wet sand and soon the small waves came in. You could see your friends slashing water at each other. It made you smile as he walked further into the water.

Jaehyun noticed you come in closer. His smile fell a bit as he watched you. Hands floating on the surface of the water. The air in his lungs was trapped. You made eye contact with him. Small smile on your lips. He sent you a half smile before he turned back to splashing Wendy. You scoffed turning to attack Jungwoo.

Jungwoo innocently lifted you. You screamed as he lifted you in the air. Your laughter is caught by Jaehyun. You held onto your nose as Jungwoo through you into the water. You quickly came back up for air. Pushing the front of your soaked hair back and rubbing your eyes. You pushed Jungwoo causing him to fall over. Seulgi laughed at Jungwoo holding onto her stomach. Doyoung chuckled as well before he came back to shore.

You all followed feeling a bit hungry.

You all sat around eating the well-made sandwiches. Wrapped in warm towels and taking in the sun. The sun was just on the horizon when Jaehyun sat beside you. He smiled at you. Small drops of water fell from his hair.

“Towel?” You asked him. Trying to hand him yours. He shook his head. “It’s okay. I’ll dry off,” he said leaning back a bit. He squinted his eyes from the sun that appeared closer. Everyone watched as the sun began to set. You hummed feeling calm as the sky shifted from orange. When the sky was golden Jaehyun looked over at you.

Your skin glowing in the sunlight. The golden hour did you no justice. You looked so beautiful. No amount of light from the sun or moon could capture your beauty. When the sky shifted pink you turned to Jaehyun. Catching him staring at you. You smiled, “You're staring,” you comment. He didn’t even bother to pretend like he wasn’t.

“I couldn’t help it. You’re beautiful,” he said feeling a bit corny. But he couldn’t bite his tongue. He needed you to know how breathtaking you were to him. Your cheeks became a bit warm. You could feel the heart spread throughout your whole body. The towel becoming useless. You slid it off your shoulders. Jaehyun watched as you did.

When the sky shifted to light blue Doyoung stood up to take photos. He walked over to you and Jaehyun asking you to pose. The two of you did and the flash of the Polaroid camera caught you both by surprise.

“Can I take another?” He asked. The two of you nodded. Jaehyun coming even closer to you. Shifting his weight to sit right beside you. Thighs pressing against yours and strong arm wrapping around your shoulder. He pulled you in causing your head to lean a bit to him. You both smiled as the camera flashed. Doyoung handed the two of you the photos.

When the sky became dark blue Jungwoo laid back. Wendy followed and you laid your head on Jaehyun’a shoulder. An innocent act in a search for comfort and warmth. Jaehyun could feel the slight chills on both his skin and yours from the night breeze. He pulled you close as the two of you watched the waves crash.

When the sky turned completely dark you all decided to go back to the hotel. It had been a fun and exhausting day.

You walked into your room closing the door behind you. You made your way to the bathroom quickly undressing and getting into the shower. Once you had freshly showered you stepped out applying the creams and lotions you had left in the bathroom earlier in the day. Once you finished applying every cream to your face and body you stepped out the bathroom towel wrapped around your frame.

You walked over to your dresser pulling out your pajamas. A slip dress that fell just about your thighs. If you stretched upwards almost all your ass would be exposed. You made your way back to the front shutting off the light. Walking back to your bed you pulled back the covers. The sheets feel smooth against your shaved legs. You hummed relaxing a bit before you grabbed your phone. Opening it you noticed a notification from Jaehyun.

Jaehyun- What are you doing?

You- Just got into bed. Why?

Jaehyun- Just wanted to text you.

You smiled biting into your lip. You switched legs underneath the blanket. You let your mind wander. Feeling the ghost of his hands moving around your skin. Mixing with that feeling of waves throughout your body just after leaving the beach. The same waves flow down between your legs. The warmth of his hands so close to where you craved him.

Jaehyun- Are you asleep?

Y/n- No. I was just distracted

Jaehyun- With?

You decided this was another opportunity for you to play.

Y/n- You

…

Jaehyun- Oh really?

Y/n- Yes

Jaehyun- What are you thinking about?

Jaehyun knew what he was thinking about. All the times this whole week you’ve rubbed your ass against him when you passed him by. The blood rushed from his brain to his cock when he palmed your ass on the beach. The image of you lifting yourself on the counter to reach the stupid mug. He could feel himself start to sweat. The same returned and rose throughout his body.

Y/n- What it would have felt like if you touched me as I asked you to?

Now he felt the entire air in the room rise. His breath caught in his lungs. Eyes glued to your texts. Lips parted only licking them to try and regain focus. Failing to do so he couldn’t help but think how you would have felt. Would you have felt soft? Warm? Would you be wet? Would you let him taste you?

Jaehyun- Would you let me touch you if I asked?

Y/n- Would you hesitate?

Jaehyun- Never again.

His change in boldness had gone straight to your heat. Jaehyun had always rejected your touches in the kindest ways. Like he didn’t want to. You assumed that was the case because of the look on his face. His lip caught between his teeth and his eyes shut. Was that how he looked when he fucked? The heat went straight to your legs. You couldn’t wait any longer. You had to go see him.

You stood up walking over to your door. Slipping down in your slippers and robe. You closed your door and let it shut behind you. You walked down the hallway to the door diagonal from yours. You knocked on his door. You could hear some rustling from inside. The door opened exposing you to a desperate Jaehyun. He pulled you inside shutting the door behind you.

Pulling you close to his body and inches his lips to yours. Towering over your frame. You could feel his faint breaths on your lips. You held onto his biceps looking up into his eyes. His hands molding onto your waist. “No worries about our friendship?” You teased feeling him get closer to you. He shook his head.

“I’m not gonna hesitate,” he said lowly placing his lips on yours. Lips connecting and moving together. Soft and passionate his tongue slipped between your lips. Wandering hands moving from your waist to the curve of your ass. Molding the plush skin in his palms. He groaned into your mouth at the feeling of your front pressed against him. He pulled away turning you around. Bringing his veiny hands to your shoulders. Slipping the silly robe off your shoulders. Letting it pool at your feet.

“I can touch you right?” He asked lowly. Whispering in your ear. You nodded just wanting him to continue.

He leaned his lips to your exposed neck. Placing small pecks on your skin. The back of his hand grazed your shoulder. Nails dragging down your skin. Goosebumps rise with the hairs on the back of your neck. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited to do this,” he confessed growl leaving his lips. You smirked hand reaching up to play with the back of his dark hair. “Then why now?” You asked teasingly. “Because I can’t control myself anymore,” he kissed your jaw bringing his lips to your neck.

Bringing his hand further down lifting your dress up and over your head. He removed his shirt letting it fall to the ground. His hands quickly move back to your hot skin. Passing over your breast and to your heat. His tongue sucking on the skin of your neck just below your ear.

He could feel your exposed ass press against his cock. The feeling of your bottom half pantie-less and free. Spreading your legs with his hand. Hands moving to spread your folds. Taking your wetness coating his fingers. Unable to help himself from bringing his fingers to his lips. He sucked onto his digits humming at the sweet taste. How could you taste so good? You moaned at the feeling of his hardness against you. Wanting nothing more than to pull his cock out and have him fuck you in every inch of this hotel room.

He turned your back around. Feeling tortured enough without having you. He wouldn’t make it worse without being able to see you. He took in the sight of you. Pulling you close and lifting you. Wrapping your legs around his waist he walked the two of you to his bed. Laying you flat he kissed his way down. From your lips to your neck. Past the valley of your breast and the skin of your stomach. Sitting on his heels and dipping his head further down. Letting his legs fall straight. Using his hand to hold you down and the other to spread you apart. Spitting on your clit before diving in.

You moaned loudly hands reaching down to grab onto his hair. Gripped his locks and watched as he fucked himself into the mattress. His tongue moved fast against your clit. Moving his head back and forth underneath you. His nose rubbed against your clit when his tongue moved closer to your tight hole.

“Fuck,” you moaned bringing your other hand up to your breast. Toying with your breast. Jaehyun looked up mouth still sucking you dry. Reaching his free hand up to flick your nipple. Squeezing onto the skin. Your hips rutted against his face. He shut his eyes for a bit just taking in your taste and scent. Listening to the soft sounds that escaped your lips. Your back arched once he quickened his pace.

“That’s right baby. You’re doing so well for me,” he praised continuing his assaults on your pussy. Your head fell back. Thighs shaking between his face. You tasted too good for him to stop. Looking up at you and watching you fall apart. You looked too good to stop. He didn’t even notice his hips fucking the mattress underneath him. So lost in the feeling of bringing you to your high he lazily chased his own.

“Jaehyun I’m gonna cum,” you groaned feeling him slip his finger inside you. You could feel the knot in your stomach form. Back arching off the bed. Your hands tugged into Jaehyun’s locks screaming praises and curses.

“Jaehyun,” you moaned again. Your sound’s going straight to his head causing him to speed up. He continued to suck and lick quick circles on your clit. Eyes looking up seeing your entire body squirm under his touch. He smirked against you. “That’s right take it, baby,” he hushed a growl leaving his lips, returning to your pussy.

“Jaehyun I’m coming,” you screamed. Jaehyun picked up his pace bringing you closer to your high. Your entire body shuddered. Your stomach deflating as you released into his mouth. Jaehyun sucked up all of your juice even making sure to lick his fingers once he pulled them out.

Your body laid flat on his bed. Chest rising and falling. He chuckled taking in your sight again. “I’m doing that again,” he said happy smirk on his lips. You sat up pulling him into a soft kiss. You shook your head.

“Not after you fuck me first,” you said placing a hand on his chest from going any further. You pushed him back causing his back to hit the mattress. Grabbing onto the waist of his shorts. He lifted his ass making it easier for you to slide them down. Pealing his boxers back exposing his hard dick. The tip is red from rubbing it against the fabric. Peak cum leaking from the top falling on the trail of his stomach. You licked your lips zoning in on his cock.

Jaehyun watched your chest quickly rise up and down. Waiting for you to do something, anything. You bent down crawling forward and onto his lap. Throwing your leg over and straddling his waist. Since you got rid of that useless boyfriend you had all you could think about was riding Jaehyun’s cock. Even before you wasted your time on that boy you thought about. But something about Jaehyun being there for you was just so hot.

You grabbed onto his jaw having him face you as you aligned his dick at your entrance. His mouth fell open at just the feeling of hai tip ghost under your folds. You leaned down placing a passionate kiss on his pink lips. He kissed you back deepening the kiss. Placing a hand on your waist and pulling you close. You pulled back his bottom lip caught between your teeth. You let his plumped lip fall back into place. He groaned already feeling himself give more and more of himself to you.

Then you pushed his cock into you. The tip passes through your tight hole. His shaft slipped further and further inside you. You were so wet it drizzled down your leg. He could feel some of it getting onto his dick and it drove him crazy. He was tempted to reach down. Pick up the juice and lick it but instead groaned even louder when you bottomed out. You both let out sighs of relief. Jaehyun felt so right inside of you. Your bodies molded together as you tried to find a rhythm that worked for both of you.

Once you did you slowly moved your hips forward. Bouncing on his angry cock. Feeling so full with him underneath you. Getting lost in your own Euphoria Jaehyun reached up pulling you down. Causing you to open your eyes. “Focus here baby,” he said placing a kiss on your lips. You kissed him back until he pulled away. Teasing smirk and a dark look in his eyes.

“Fuck baby you're doing so well,” you praised. His brows furrowed and teeth sunk into his bottom lip. You moaned out loud head falling back. If you knew he would have felt this could you would have fucked him sooner. “Feel so full,” you moaned mouth falling open. Jaehyun groaned even more hearing you moan so loud for him. You smirked reaching down to run your fingers against his chest. Soon finding his neck. Jaehyun wasn’t going to let you choke him. So he grabbed onto you flipping you around.

He needed to be deeper inside you. Spreading your legs further apart. Aligning his wet cock at your entrance and ramming inside you hard. You moaned loudly head falling back onto the pillow. Gripping into the sheets. Mouth falling open unable to speak. Jaehyun’s head fell back. You were squeezing so good around him. Losing his mind inside your tight hole. This would not be the end for him.

You felt just as cold as he imagined. So wet and tight. His dick is warm inside your velvet walls. You continued to squeeze around his cock. He was big and long. Curving inside you and brushing past your sweet spot. You moaned loud eyes widened open and lips formed an o. He smirked enjoying making you fall apart underneath him. All the teasing and longing touches reaching up to now. Now he could finally have his way with you.

But you were in charge. You picked yourself up wrapping your hand around his neck. Fingings lacking with his dark black hair. Pulling onto his hair craning his neck back. He kept his hands on your waist. Fucking deep into your pussy. Leaning down and sucking on his neck. Jaehyun let out a moan. A moan he had been trying to hide.

Sweating pouring down your bodies. The heat picking up between the two of you. Both your shared moans echo inside the room. The bed shaking against the headboard. Both of you are lost in the euphoric feeling.

“You do so good baby,” Jaehyun praised through pants. He couldn’t hold on much longer. He felt himself coming closer and closer to his high. You moaned teeth sinking into his neck. He growled at the feeling of laying you back down. This time not wasting a second. Slamming his dick into hot and heavy. Bringing his finger to his mouth sucking on his digits before he brought them to your clit.

He could feel your juice soaking his dick as you came around him. Squeezing onto him tightly he bit onto his lip. His neck and ears turning bright red as he chased his high.

“Where can I ?” He asked groaning as you squeezed him again unable to control it. You looked up into his eyes. Your eyes glowing with mischief and love. You smirked, “Inside,” you said. Jaehyun could explode. You were so hot. He fucked into you harder. He let out an earthy groan as he spilled himself inside you. His thrust turned slow before he pulled out. Watching as your pussy oozed mixing your come with his.

He licked his lips as he pulled out. Watching your pussy glistening in his dim room. He wanted to ask to take a picture but decided not to. Keeping the memory in his mind.

You laid their fingers grazing over your sensitive skin. Jaehyun stood up walking off into the bathroom. Laying there looking at the ceiling you wore a dazed smile on your eyes with heavy eyes to match. When he returned he held a small towel in his hand. He came to your side unable to hide his smile. His cute dimples are on display. You chuckled a bit as he brought the towel closer cleaning you up.

Once he finished he threw the small towel in the trash. He came to your side pulling you close to him. He nuzzled his face in your neck. After sex, Jaehyun was so clingy you noted.

“It’s shocking to see you this way,” you commented looking a bit down at him. He looked up hand sliding across your exposed waist. He raised a brow cheek mushed against your stomach now. “What is?” He asked small pout. Your hand reached down to go through his hair. He hummed closing his eyes a bit.

“You’re usually glued to your phone. Antisocial,” you joked. He chuckled along with you. He shrugged, “I can’t do that around you. Especially now, I feel like I need to hold onto you so you don’t go,” he teased. You shook your head. Smile on your glossy lips. “I’m not going anywhere,” you said back more as a promise. You leaned up causing him to sit up. You touched his biceps. Eyeing him up and down before you looked back into his eyes.

He groaned, “You're gonna be the death of me,” he said. Causing a dark giggle to leave your chest before he made his way to you.

And like always. You kept him up all night.

End ;)

Thank you for reading this. I wrote this because of the Prada Show where Jaehyun looks absolutely delicious lol.

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[sukid00ll]

[jhdyuiee]

Mirrors

-‘๑’- pairing: HUSBAND!jaehyun x WIFE!y/n

-‘๑’- warnings/tags: smut!, dirty talk, pet names (baby, good girl, wife, beautiful), unprotected sex, finger-fucking, squirting, spanking, heavy making out/kissing, breast play, cursing, multiple orgams, riding

-‘๑’- w.c: 1.6k

-‘๑’- a.n: hii!! i’m sorry for being MIA for the last month, school has been rlly overwhelming with midterms & testing but i’m on break rn which means ill be back to uploading! look foward to all the content i’ll be releasing starting with this one!! i love u all & thank you for waiting. i’m truly sorry 🤍

. . .

The hard crash of his lips on mine as the faint sound of the door slamming shut rung in my ears.

“Naked and on the bed,” he said as he pulled his lips away, his voice so deep.

Without a second thought, I went into the room and rid myself of every piece of clothing I had on. The cool air brushed against my wet aching core and hard nipples. Jaehyun walked in moments later, his hard cock leaking with precum. I wanted nothing more but to get a taste of it in my mouth, and fuck me til’ I forgot who I was.

Only he could do that.

His fingers grabbed my chin, lifting my head so I could look at him, eye-to-eye.

“Open your mouth,” he whispered, and so I did; slipping in two fingers into my mouth. “Suck.”

I sucked on his fingers, while he looked at me in a taunting way. His face saying, What a slut. I swirled my tongue and sucked on his fingers. ‘Is it weird how I find this oddly hot?’

Soon I was put in a haze, Jaehyun must’ve noticed it since he took his fingers out and managed to position me on top of him.

“You shouldn’t be thinking about anything else besides me,” he said, pinching one of my nipples roughly. I unconsciously grinded against him, his hard cock resting against my ass.

“S-sorry-“ I muttered, before he picked me up and sat in front of the mirror that stood in the corner of the room. I was positioned with my back resting against his chest, and his hands opening up my legs. I watched through the mirror all his movements and the way my cunt drooled.

“So wet for me,” he taunted, as he ghosted his hand around my cunt. Before I was able to mutter a sentence, a word, he slapped my cunt. I omitted a low yell, earning me another slap. “Oh! Fuck. J-Jae.” Slap. “Please ‘m nn-no.”

His hot breath warmed my ear, and he whispered, “No, you deserve a punishment after the show you put on at dinner.” His lips lingered for a while longer, then kissed down my neck. I felt like I was going to crumble any minute now, just by his harsh slaps and taunting words. I was so close, so fucking close, but then his slaps came to a hault.

“J-Jaehyun?” I questioned, turning my head back. His lust-filled eyes staring back at me.

He smirked, “Oh my pretty wife, you don’t get to cum yet.”

“Wha-What? I-“ He interrupted me halfway when his fingers intruded inside my cunt. No warning, Nothing. His two fingers going at an unmerciful pace, my stomach fluttered. The knot threatened to unleash any moment now.

“Pl-Pleas’ let me c-cum. I’m cl-close Jaehyun…”

His pace slowed, then halted again. He was torturing me. I couldn’t handle it. “No, no, no. Please Jae let me cum,” I begged him. I needed to release.

His hand grabbed my jaw, turning me to face him. “Apologize then,” his hazy voice said. “Apologize?” I questioned. “Yes, apologize for the show you put on earlier.”

The last hours came rushing back into my hazy mind. The incident at the restaurant. The incident in question was when I put on a dress—so short in his words—that it kept lifting up, nearly exposing my ass.

In truth, I wore it to piss him off, and because I might’ve felt a little needy for him today. However, I underestimated how many people would have their eyes on me, and the amount of fumes erupting from Jaehyun's head.

“S-Sorry… I’ll never do that again Jae.” His face didn’t change, “And?”

“And I’m only yours. I belong to you Jaehyun.”

He smirked, his lips finding mine. The kiss distracting me from his fingers that once again intruded inside my cunt, continuing their pace. His thumb playing with my clit, stroking, and circling it until it had me begging into our kiss. I wanted more.

“Please fuck me.” The words came out of my mouth, when I pulled away from the kiss.

Jaehyun didn’t say anything, he just lowered his head into my neck, sucking on my sweet spot as he continued relentlessly finger fucking me. I involuntarily clenched around his fingers, signaling him.

“It’s okay baby, let go all over my fingers beautiful.” Jaehyun's words were the tip of the iceberg, I came crashing down. Loud moans erupted from my lips, tears streamed from my eyes, and the faint touch of his lips against my shoulders.

“I always love it when you squirt,” he whispered. When my eyes finally fluttered open, I witnessed what he meant by that. I squirted all over his arm, the mirror, and the floor. The scene in front of us; a mess.

He brought his hand that was inside me to his mouth, licking himself clean of all my juices. He let out a satisfied groan. When he finished, he picked me back up and threw me gently on the bed. His cock aching for it’s release.

“Spread nice and wide for me baby,” he said. I grabbed my legs, spreading them for him. In different circumstances I would’ve hesitated, but the lust clouding my mind cut out any logic or emotions.

“Good girl.”

He brought himself closer, his tip prodded outside me. He was teasing me, but I was running out of patience. I shifted closer until his tip was the only thing inside my cunt.

“Impatient aren’t you my wife,” he teased as he watched me. He was enjoying this so much, I saw it in the way he look at me.

“Please hurry Jae, I need you to fuck me already.”

“Fuck you drive me insane Y/N.”

We both moaned when he pushed his cock further in, stretching me out so well. Jaehyun groaned, taking my arms to pin them above my head.

“So fucking tight,” he chuckled. “Even after all that squirting.”

Jaehyun thrusted hard and rough. The squelching sounds echoed in the room along with my moans. I would’ve been scratching his back if it wasn’t for the hold he had on my wrists that he pinned above my head.

“Ri-Right there,” I moaned out when he hit the spot he knows will have me crashing and crumbling. “Deeper… Harder.”

“As you wish,” he said. Jaehyun angled me slightly, his thrusts reaching me more deeper. The hold on my wrists disappeared, his hands now coming down my body until one reached my clit. He circled and pinched the already swollen clit as he thrusted even more relentlessly into me.

“Cum,” he groaned. One thrust, then two, until I finally came. I came hard on his cock, clenching around it while he fucked me through my climax.

His thrust then slowed down, going sloppy. He was close too. A couple thrusts more and he came too. His white seeds painting my insides white, filling me up so well.

“Good job baby,” he whispered, kissing my lips gently, a total contrast to his demeanor earlier. He laid beside me, and we waited until we caught out breaths. However, I was far from satisfied, I wanted him back inside me.

I turned to his side, he was already looking at me. He smiled, his dimples appearing. I got up, staring at his cock, which was still semi-hard.

“Not satisfied,” he said. I turned to him, seeing the smirk plastered across his face. I nodded. “Then ride me baby, you know what to do.”

Before I entered him, I stroked him to get his cock harder. I positioned myself on top of his cock, lowering myself until the tip poked me. I slid him in slowly, until he was all the way in.

“Fuck. Feel so good,” he groaned, bringing his hands to the sides of my hips.

I started bouncing, increasing my speed the more I go. His fingers dug into me, marks sure to appear. “Keep going baby, like that. Fuck. You’ll be the death of me.”

His praises only ignited me even more. “You like that?” I said when I leaned forward to capture his lips. He only let a satisfied groan into the kiss, but his hands traveled down to the flesh of my ass. He kneaded it, smacking it moments later. His smacks didn’t stop, but they did once I got back up.

“Keep riding me beautiful, I’m close to cummin’ now.”

And so I continued, his hands now on my tits. He fondled them, playing with both my nipples and later pinching them while I bounced on him. “Come down, I wanna suck on em’” he commanded.

My hands on the headboard, while my tits came in front of his face. I felt as his tongue darted out, and sucked on one like a child.

Slap. “Keep moving,” he said, biting down on my nipple.

It didn’t take long until we both came. My third climax erupting from me, in a hazy and euphoric way. I only saw white.

“Fucked dumb my little wife,” Jaehyun said, looking down at me. My legs trembled, tear stains all over my face, drool escaping my lips, and his love marks scattered all over my body.

“Yes,” I muttered. His head came down next to my ear whispering, “You did well.” His voice caused an eruption of butterflies in my stomach. I always loved his praises.

“Go to sleep now baby, I’ll clean you up,” he said. “And the mess you made in the mirror,” he teased. I pouted at his words, earning a laugh from him.

“I’m sorry, I love you.” He kissed my temple saying, “Good night my wife.”

“Good night Jae, I love you.” I muttered into the night before I drifted off into a quiet and deep sleep.

. . .

© jhdyuiee

2024.03.23

[florihaei]

𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁?-𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗸˚ ୨୧˚

𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁- 1.3k ♡

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁-mark! x reader! ♡

𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: friends with benefits to lovers ♡

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀-suggestive(kinda?)/ mark does call reader pet names (sweet girl, pretty girl, baby/ kissing/everything is in lowercase on purpose♡

୨୧˚𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲 - this is probably the longest story I ever wrote it i actually like it! (feedback/likes/reblogs and requests really helps!)

you felt the bass vibrating through your bones, the lights flashing in time to the beat as the party buzzed around you. you’d come with mark, your on again, off again friends with benefits. but tonight, something felt… different. you were restless, aware of every movement in the crowded room, but most of all, you were aware of mark.

he was across the room, laughing with a girl you didn’t recognize. tall and pretty, the girl had long blonde hair that glinted under the lights. she had leaned in close to mark, one hand on his chest, laughing as she tilted her head back. marks arm was wrapped around her waist, his thumb absentmindedly stroking her hip.

you felt a pang in your chest you sure hadn’t expected. yoy told herself it shouldn’t matter; you had no claim over him or what he did. but there he was, holding that girl in a way that felt too… familiar.

as if sensing your gaze, mark looked up, meeting your eyes. he flashed you a quick smile, and you forced yourself to smile back before looking away. but your skin prickled with jealousy, and you felt a surge of irritation. why is he touching her like that?, did he really not care about you? you thought, clenching your hands around your cup.

the girl leaned even closer, whispering something in his ear, her lips brushing the side of his face. mark grinned, nodding as he murmured something back. your heart twisted, and you felt the heat of embarrassment creeping up your neck. why am I even here? , he obviously didn’t care that you were just sitting there alone? you thought.

without another glance, you turned, weaving your way through the crowd toward the door. the night air was cool, a sharp contrast to the stuffy warmth inside, and you welcomed it, taking a shaky breath as you stepped outside.

“pretty girl wait!”

you froze right in your tracks, your heart lurching at the sound of his voice. turning, you saw mark hurrying toward you, his brow furrowed.

“what’s going on?” he asked, his voice loud enough to be heard over the music spilling out of the house. “why are you leaving pretty?”

“go back to your new friend,” you said as you scoffed, crossing your arms. you tried to sound indifferent, but your voice wobbled.

he blinked, taken aback, he had caught in very quickly . “wait… pretty girl..you… are you jealous?”

you rolled her eyes. “i’m not jealous. i just… i wasn’t feeling it anymore.. this party anymore .” your voice trailed off

marks eyes searched yours, the smirk slowly fading as he stepped closer. “so, if I’d been hanging out with my sweet girl.., you’d be ‘feeling it’?”

“i don’t know, mark.” you huffed, turning your gaze toward the street. “it’s not like it matters, it doesn’t even matter anymore..”

“baby., what’s going on?” his voice softened, and he reached for your hand, but you quickly pulled it away. he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “pretty… you’re acting like i did something wrong.”

you could feel your heart resolve, cracking, frustration bubbling up as you finally looked him in the eye. “you didn’t do anything wrong, okay? i just… i don’t like being at a party where i have to watch my… my friend flirt with someone else.”

mark stared at you, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “pretty.., you just admitted it. you’re jealous.”

“can you stop saying that,” you snapped, your cheeks flushing. “i don’t have any reason to be jealous.”

he stepped closer, and he felt your heart pounding in your chest. “maybe you do.”

“mark please, don’t start,” you whispered, your voice barely steady. “this was supposed to be simple, remember? friends with benefits. no feelings. just fun.”

“is that really all you want pretty girl?” he asked, his voice low, his gaze holding yours.

“of course it is,” you said, but the words felt hollow even as you spoke them.

mark raised an eyebrow. “really sweet girl? because i don’t buy that for a second.”

you swallowed, your gaze dropping. “i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“you know exactly what im talking about.” he reached out, gently lifting your chin so you had to look at him. his thumb brushed your jaw, sending a shiver down your spine. “and i think it’s about time we stopped pretending.”

your heart was racing as you tried to hold on to your last shred of resistance. “mark…”

“tell me pretty..,” he murmured, his face inches from hers. “is this really what you want? just casual, no strings?”

your breath caught, and you felt yourself wavering. “i…”

mark leaned closer, his hand resting lightly on your hip. “because if it is, i’ll back off. but if you’re feeling something more, i need to know.”

your voice was barely a whisper. “i can’t do this, mark..,i can’t just… let myself feel that way.”

“why not pretty girl?” his voice was soft, his thumb tracing gentle circles on your hip.

“because…” you struggled to find the words. “because what if it doesn’t work? what if I’m just some… some fling to you?”

he quickly shook his head, his gaze intense. “my sweet girl.., you’re not just a fling. you never were. i thought you knew that.. you were always my girl..”

you looked away, your chest tight. “i don’t know what to believe anymore.”

“then let me show you.” he leaned down, pressing his forehead to yours . “just… let me in.”

before you could protest, his lips met yours, gentle at first, but quickly deepening as you melted into him. your hands found his shoulders, clutching him as the last of your walls crumbled.

when you both finally broke apart, he kept his arms around you, his forehead resting against yours as you both caught your breath.

“so… what now?” you asked softly, your voice tinged with hope.

he grinned, brushing a strand of hair from your face. “now, we stop pretending pretty.”

you bit your lip, your fingers still resting on his chest. “are you sure? no more flirting with random girls?”

mark chuckled, shaking his head. “not if it makes you this jealous. besides…” His voice softened as he looked at you. “i’ve only ever wanted you, my sweet girl.”

you felt a smile breaking through, despite yourself. “you’re impossible.”

“and you’re adorable when you’re jealous,” he teased, pressing a kiss to your nose.

you rolled your eyes but didn’t pull away, finally feeling like you were exactly where you were supposed to be.

from that night on, things shifted between the both of you. the rules you had both set faded, replaced by a new closeness that you both hadn’t allowed yourselves before. it was no longer “just fun” or “just friends.” it was something real, something that made your heart race every time you saw him.

one evening, a few weeks after that party, they were lying on the couch in marks apartment, your head resting on his chest as his fingers traced patterns on your arm.

“you know…” mark murmured, his voice breaking the comfortable silence. “i still can’t believe it took us this long to get here.”

you smiled, your fingers trailing along his side. “yeah. i guess i was just… scared.”

“scared of me pretty?” he teased, tilting your face up so he could meet your gaze.

“no,” you said softly, “scared of what it would mean to actually care about someone this much.”

he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. “you don’t have to be scared anymore, baby. i’m not going anywhere.”

you looked up at him, feeling your heart swell with a mix of happiness and relief. “good. because i think i’m finally ready to stop running.”

marks smile softened as he pulled you closer, his voice barely a whisper. “then we’re exactly where we’re supposed to be.”

and for the first time in a long time, you felt like you’d found something real, something that mattered. and as you looked into his eyes, you knew you wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

[neobomb]

give into things i (dont) want to [lee haechan]

bully! (yandere) stalker! Haechan x innocent! church girl!reader Part of the give into things i (dont) want to series. Word Count: 1.2k Inspired by this drabble made by @neocentral Warnings: mature themes, toxic/inappropriate behaviour, stalking, forcing??, slut shaming, masterbation, choking & breathplay?, hair pulling, manhandling, MDNI, there will be smut in part 2 [Pt.1] [Pt.2] Summery: bully!Haechan is secretly in love with you and loves pulling your hair as it feeds into his perverted fantasies. btw, donghyuk is haechan's real name © 2023 @neobomb. Unauthorized copying, translation, manipulation, or alteration of this work is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved.

Haechan is hopelessly in love with you, a secret he vowed to take to his grave. However, his misguided attempts to gain your attention had spiraled out of control. What began as innocent teasing morphed into malicious intent. He has gone too far now. There is no going back. Over the years, he subjected you to relentless bullying: mocking you with derogatory names, spreading false rumors, and cornering you against his locker to threaten you. For as long as he had known you, he couldn't recall a single moment when he had treated you kindly.

“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to..” he loves hearing you plead for forgiveness. Tears welled in your eyes as he pulled your long luscious hair, your eyes looking up at him with an innocence he couldn't ignore. 

“A slut like you should know when to keep their dirty mouth shut.” he says, looking down on you. You looked like a mess. A hot mess. You’re on the floor, tears running down your face as heavy breaths left your lungs after the assault. When he goes home, he would picture this exact image of you in his head while mercilessly stroking his dick. He would imagine ramming his dick into you while pulling your hair, forcing you to meet his gaze. It was the primary reason he enjoyed pulling your hair during confrontations.

Everyday, he would follow you home after school. It didn't appear unusual since his house was only a few blocks away from yours. You never thought much of it. Each time you entered the safety of your home, you assumed he would just keep going until he reached his own. But oh…how you were wrong. 

Haechan would always linger around you at a close proximity. Your bedroom is on the first floor, facing a large oak tree, his favorite hiding spot. Peeking through the leaves, he watches you through your bedroom window. You’re sitting on your bed, reading a book. You look so peaceful. So beautiful. Whenever your hair gets in the way, you tug the strands behind your ears, revealing more of your neckline each time. Occasionally, he would take photographs of you as you undress, showing it to his friends as "evidence" of your supposed slutty behavior, but primarily keeping them for his own twisted satisfaction later on.

Haechan knows better than everyone that you’re anything but a slut. He doesn't even think that you have had your first kiss yet. Over the past year, he's spread rumors about you sleeping with countless older men, intending to dissuade other boys from showing interest in you. In truth, you're a devout church-goer with a deep love for immersing yourself in books and fiction. But still, he loves calling you a slut. The humiliation that marks your face each time he calls you those names does wonders to him. 

—

An intense heatwave has gripped the town. The scorching sun felt like it was searing your skin as you used a book to fan yourself. This summer break, aside from working at your cousin Kun's restaurant, you hadn't accomplished much. During your shifts, Haechan would consistently appear, each time accompanied by a different girl. What a manwhore, you thought to yourself. 

“If you feel as though he is bothering you, I can take his table. Just slice the salmon for me and keep an eye on the fryer.” Jaehyun offers, extending his knife to you. As your fingers lightly touch, a swarm of butterflies stirs in your stomach. You've harbored feelings for Jaehyun for some time. He's tall, amiable, strikingly handsome, and an exceptional chef. He embodied everything you desired in a boyfriend. Though only a few years older, he appeared to have everything figured out. 

From a distance, Haechan observed your exchanges with Jaehyun. Not paying any attention to the girl he was on a date with. He took note of your hearty laughter at Jaehyun's jokes and the way your face flushed crimson with every compliment he paid you. Saying Haechan was jealous would be a severe understatement; he was profoundly possessive over you. 

—

The community you live in organized a grand gathering, and by chance, your parents had offered to host the entire event in your backyard. Such events were never to your liking as you would panic at the social interactions. Worst of all, lee donghyuk was present at the event. You seek refuge in your room, after hours on end, having to endure awkward conversations. 

“Why did you cut your hair, Y/N?” Haechan stands in front of your bedroom door. He stared at you intensely, noticing how your hair falls right at your shoulder, revealing your pronounced collarbones. He suspected you might have cut your hair based on the conversation he had overheard between you and Jaehyun a few days ago, where Jaehyun expressed his preference for girls with shoulder length hair. It seemed evident to him that you were attempting to align with Jaehyun's preferences, which angered him greatly. “Yes, why do you care?” 

“Is it because you can’t just grab onto it as easily anymore?” The words you just uttered struck him with the realization that you might have uncovered his dirty little secret. He restrained himself from showing any emotion. Keep it cool. Keep it cool. You’re probably just being paranoid, he tells himself “Huh, What a big mouth. Why would you say that?”

“You obviously have something against me. I mean, every day at school, you pull my hair and shove me against your locker," you state, setting your book on the surface of your nightstand. He steps into your room, wearing a deeply unsettling grin, and closes the door behind him.

"Why do you think you can just come into my room, DongHyuck?" You ask sharply, rising swiftly from your bed. You urgently sought an escape from the situation, but Haechan's imposing stature blocked your exit.

“You’re not going anywhere, Y/N.” He gets a rough grip around your neck, pushing you into your bookshelf. Once again, he noticed the familiar panic in your eyes, a sight he disturbingly loves.

“You think I won’t be able to man-handle you just because you cut your hair short. Well, think again.” His grip around your neck gets tighter and tighter. You were no longer registering his words. His words became a distant echo as your mind retreated to a different realm. He has never grabbed onto your neck before. It was certainly a new sight for him, a sight he was going crazy for. The way your hands grab onto his wrist, desperately trying to ease his grip, and the way your eyes almost fall shut by the intensity of the situation. It all turned him on so much. 

He gradually loosened his hold on your neck, observing as you gasped for air and color that returned to your face. As you caught your breath, Haechan abruptly pressed his lips against yours. The fervor of the kiss was overwhelming. He bit down on your lips with force, leaving a faint metallic taste behind. His patience has ultimately run out.

[seulzitos]

The way it starts, the way it ends　　⏖　　　　𓈒 ♬　 I signed my name in marker pen

[miujo]

　 　ㅤ　 　 ✿ ᴗ ᴗ）　 ♡⃕　 　Baby I'm a wreck

[sunshyni]

𝐭𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞 | 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

w.c - 1k

notinha da Sun - aqui em São Paulo tá um climinha triste, nublado, eu tô me sentindo triste e solitária com algumas coisas que têm acontecido na minha vida, então tava escutando Chase Atlantic e tive essa ideia!!

Eu li “Sussurro” da Becca Fitzpatrick há um tempãoo, só que por algum motivo lembrei de uma cena muito boa que envolvia uma montanha russa e coloquei aqui também!! Como o nome sugere, escrevi com “Tidal Wave” do Chase Atlantic de trilha sonora!! A voz do Christian me faz pensar no Jisung, é automático KKKK

Você detestava esperar. Odiava procurar algo com os olhos que não existia, e não suportava de jeito nenhum a sensação de solidão. Definitivamente, não gostava da sensação de ter o coração pequenininho dentro do peito, como se tudo pudesse se desmoronar a qualquer momento. Era exatamente assim que se sentia enquanto aguardava Jaemin em frente à barraca de algodão doce do parque de diversões local, onde Jisung havia marcado um encontro entre vocês.

Você não fazia ideia de quem era Jaemin, mas esperava que ele fosse diferente de Jisung. Queria que ele fosse alguém completamente distinto, para que não precisasse se preocupar em pensar em Park enquanto estivesse com Jaemin. Passava tempo demais pensando em Jisung, desperdiçando suas horas imaginando que um dia ele perceberia você. Imaginava que ele gostaria dos seus vestidos floridos, dos laços que constantemente enfeitavam suas madeixas escuras. Mas ele sempre fora seu completo oposto desde o ensino médio. Bebia mais café do que você achava possível e fumava como um personagem de Peaky Blinders. Ainda assim, você desejava desesperadamente que ele te chamasse de sua. Mas não mudaria quem você era para satisfazer os caprichos dele, apesar de seu coração se encher de carinho e amor genuíno toda vez que o via, mesmo quando ele sorria para outra garota, que não tinha nada em comum com você.

Você não gostava de admitir, mas sentia pena de si mesma. Talvez tenha sido por isso que Jisung armou esse encontro com Jaemin. Ele sabia, ele conhecia seu olhar desde o ensino médio. Então, por que ele nunca avançava? Mesmo que fosse para te descartar como um de seus cigarros, você não se importaria. Ele poderia te destruir, e você encontraria uma forma de se reconstruir depois. Era simples.

Você colocou o último pedaço do algodão doce na boca, deixou o doce com textura de nuvem derreter na língua e começou a caminhar sem rumo. Provavelmente Jaemin não viria. Estava ali plantada havia mais de uma hora, e nada. Você nadou contra a maré de pessoas que caminhavam sempre em grupo—fossem famílias ou casais—enquanto você só tinha a si mesma. Sentiu uma vontade repentina de abraçar os próprios bra��os, já que não havia ninguém para te consolar. Você teria que fazer isso por conta própria.

Parou de andar quando reconheceu uma silhueta que jamais passaria despercebida aos seus olhos. Jisung era a personificação de um anjo caído, vestido de preto, mas com um olhar tão belo e doce que parecia contradizer toda a cafeína e nicotina. Você o observou, estática, enquanto ele praticamente devorava outra garota, tomando seus lábios como se fosse um desesperado. E você... você sentiu ciúmes, inveja, desejo e tristeza. Queria estar no lugar dela, queria que Jisung te desse seu primeiro beijo. De um jeito meio mórbido, até gostaria que ele fosse o último. Você morreria facilmente após um beijo dele. E então, ele se afastou da garota e, quando seus olhos encontraram os seus em surpresa, uma lágrima vergonhosamente escapou. Você limpou rápido, não permitiria que ele te visse assim. Mas era tarde demais. Quando se deu conta, estava chorando tanto que soluçava.

Sabia que ele te seguia em meio à multidão, então entrou na fila de um brinquedo qualquer. Quase voltou a chorar ao perceber que havia escolhido a montanha-russa. Você odiava a velocidade, os trancos dos carrinhos, odiava tudo aquilo. E odiava ainda mais o fato de Jisung ser o último a entrar no brinquedo, sentando-se ao seu lado sem perguntar se podia ou não.

— Não olha pra mim — você disse, mas Jisung fez exatamente o contrário. Ele segurou seu rosto com as mãos, os dedos longos contornando sua face.

— Por que você tá chorando? O Jaemin te fez chorar? — Você negou com a cabeça, e Jisung fez uma expressão confusa. Ele não sabia o que tinha acontecido. Você queria socá-lo, beijá-lo, deixar aqueles lábios bonitos ainda mais avermelhados e inchados. Odiava o fato de amá-lo.

— Você fez isso, Jisung. É sempre sua culpa — você afirmou, sentindo um frio na barriga quando o carrinho começou a subir. Você afastou as mãos dele com um gesto firme. — Por que você não pode me beijar como fez com aquela garota?

— O quê? — Ele perguntou, confuso. Você se surpreendeu. Achava que só tinha pensado, mas as palavras haviam saído da sua boca em voz alta.

— Eu sou só uma garotinha dois anos mais nova, né? Sou sua irmãzinha.

— O que você tá falando? — Jisung parecia não acreditar, ou talvez não quisesse acreditar. Seu coração batia acelerado, doendo de um jeito que fazia você achar que teria uma taquicardia antes que o carrinho chegasse ao topo da montanha-russa.

— Se não é isso, me prova o contrário — você desafiou. Segurou a mão dele, instintivamente, quando o carrinho deu um tranco forte. Jisung te olhou por exatos três segundos antes de o brinquedo despencar, e, junto com a queda, você caiu também nos lábios dele.

Jisung te beijou de um jeito que te dava vontade de pedir calma, mas era exatamente aquilo que você queria. Era contraditório, mas você queria toda aquela fome só para você. Queria que ele te devorasse, que decorasse cada detalhe seu. Você nem sabia ao certo o que estava fazendo, mas pelos gemidos suaves que escapavam de Jisung, parecia estar indo bem. Talvez fosse a adrenalina correndo em suas veias, te fazendo sentir mais viva e menos sozinha.

— Você é tão doce... Eu, eu não consigo — ele murmurou contra seus lábios, a mão dele apertando levemente seu pescoço, acariciando a região com o polegar. Ele estava vidrado, enlouquecido.

— Não consegue o quê? — Você mal acreditava que conseguia falar, mas as palavras saíram da sua boca, ofegantes.

— Não consigo parar de pensar em te corromper, em te devastar devagar.

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