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Trip to Paradise (Krystal Jung NSFW Smut)

⚠️18+ ONLY - MINORS DNI⚠️

Requested, Story Beats, Story Plot by: @sunshinesmoonshines

f(x) Krystal Jung x Male Reader

Tags: 7.0k words, multiple creampies, public sex, risky sex, mentions of breeding/impreg, heavy romance

The life of a K–Pop idol is stressful, and there are times where idols would take a step back from the limelight to enjoy a little solitude away from it all. Krystal Jung, from f(x) is one such idol. The pressure to perform and pop out gradually got to her and she decided that now would be a good time to go on a hiatus and take a vacation to help ease her body and mind. Krystal was looking for more than just a holiday, however. She was on a little search for love.

Krystal had decided to take a one–month holiday in the gorgeous city of Venice, Italy. She wanted to experience its exquisite beauty, history and especially, its romance. As the days went on, she found herself slowly falling more and more in love with the city. She was checked into an authentic, Italian bed and breakfast situated near the Grand Canal. The sound of creaking of wood and the warm, flickering candlelight added to its ambiance. The whole atmosphere put her at ease instantaneously.

On her first day there, Krystal visited St. Mark's Square. The vast expanse of its piazza, dotted with cafes, tourists and even pigeons captured her heart instantly. The architecture of St. Mark's Basilica and the towering Campanile exuded a feeling of luxury. She was impressed. But it was the charm of daily life that truly captivated her. A street musician playing a moving serenade caught her attention. She stood before him for a moment, watching as he coaxed sweet melodies from his violin. She wondered if she should sample that for a song.

As the sun began to set, it casted an orange glow over the city. Krystal found herself wandering along the narrow and cobblestone streets, crossing over countless bridges that arched over the iconic winding canals. She couldn't help but feel captivated by the gondolas smoothly gliding by, their gondoliers gracing her ears with soulful Italian songs.

On one of the bridges, she saw a group of young locals. They were laughing and flirting with each other. A young man from the group noticed Krystal staring. He smiled at her, revealing dimples that pierced his cheeks. He gave her a small wave, making her flustered. She returned the gesture shyly before moving on.

She felt a slight ache in her heart, sad that she hasn't been able to truly experience the wonders of being with someone due to her job as an idol. But then again, this was the trip to attempt something like that. She carried on walking for a while before deciding she should head back to the BnB.

As she arrived at the door to the BnB, she bumped into you. Her ears perked up slightly as she took in the full sight of you. You did the same, a little taken aback by her beauty.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. Are you alright?" you asked, lightly holding her still.

"Yeah, I'm fine... I'm sorry, are you another guest here? I don't think I've seen you..." she asked, her eyes checking you out slightly. Krystal had already met all the other guests who were staying at the BnB, the one other guest that isn't you.

"Oh, uhh, no. I'm actually the owner's son." You replied, a warm smile forming on your lips. You raised a hand out as you both introduced yourself to one another. "Oh wow, you're from Korea? You must be a model or something, you're beautiful!"

The light flirt sent a red blush to creep up Krystal's cheeks. "Oh, stop it, you~" she playfully waved her hand. The dim lighting of the BnB entrance casted an inviting warmth on both your faces.

"No, really, you're a natural beauty," you said genuinely, your lips curving up into a cheeky smile. Krystal felt a surge of happiness hearing the sincerity in your voice. "But it's getting dark, please come in. I hope I'm not making you late for anything."

"Oh, no, no... You're not. But I do think I should head back to my room..." her voice trailed off a little.

"How about you show me around town tomorrow? It'll be nice having a tour guide for myself~"

"Oh? A–Alright then, I'll see you back here in the morning. Have a great rest." The two of you parted ways, both sporting a wide and warm smile on your lips. You knew the type of business your father runs would definitely attract some attractive individuals... but one as astronomically beautiful as she is? Feels like a dream.

As the night went on, the both of you felt a slight buzz. It was like you couldn't wait to see each other again despite the short interaction. You managed to put your excited selves to sleep. The next morning, you eagerly awaited Krystal at the lobby of the BnB. You stared in awe as she descended the stairs from the top floor in a form–fitting grey sleeveless dress.

"So, shall we?"

You took a moment to check her out, taking in the full sight of her glowing allure. "Y–Yeah, let's go... Wow, you are just– stunning–"

"Thank you," Krystal replied with a grateful smile.

Your sentences struggled to come out as you battled the many thoughts in your head. You managed to snap out of it a few moments later, and ushered her over to your car. Luckily for you, there won't be any check–ins scheduled for the day, so you are free to spend it with this heaven–sent individual.

Krystal sauntered over as you held the door open for her. In a slightly seductive yet graceful movement, she ducked in, taking a seat beside yours in the car. "I must say, owning a BnB in such a beautiful place... must be a dream come true."

You chuckled softly, as you rounded the car to get to the driver's seat. You inserted the key into the ignition. "Yeah, it's wonderful. I don't usually work here since my dad runs the place. But when I do cover for him, it feels like it could be my dream job."

Krystal chuckled, leaning back against the seat. "I can see why you'd enjoy this job. The BnB, the city, the people... it's all just so breathtaking."

You chose to bring her to the Peggy Guggenheim Collection to admire the beauty of Italian art before bringing her around to savour the rich flavours of Italian cuisine in hidden trattorias, allowing her to lose herself in the quieter corners of the city.

"Wow..." she gasped as she gazed upon the artworks.

You were pleased to watch her take in the art with the same fascination you have. You both wind up standing in front of a large piece, both of you unable to speak for a moment.

Krystal bites her lower lip, eyes still fixated on the painting. "It's... It's different. Not something I've seen before. But I like it..."

The two of you continued to gaze at the works before taking an adventure through the winding alleyways to let her have a taste of the most authentic of Italian cuisines. However, you made sure to hold off from some of the tastier stores to ensure she'd still have more to try later on during her trip.

Over the next two weeks or so, Krystal explored every nook and cranny that Venice has to offer with your guidance. You both went from strolling down the Rialto Bridge to indulging in gelato in the quaint Campo San Polo. You even spent long afternoons lounging in the lush gardens of Giardini Pubblici as you watched the sunset together from the quiet vantage points of Dorsuduro.

You two would go on long–winding yet engaging conversations about your daily lives. Krystal held off from speaking about her experience as a K–Pop idol as she felt a genuine connection forming between the two of you. That revelation may have brought about a positive or negative reaction, but she wasn't willing to take that risk... It was hard not to though, as she felt herself falling for you... hard.

You were falling hard too. In between those conversations, you'd find yourselves lost in each other's eyes, the chemistry between you palpable. Sometimes your fingers would touch, and you'd imagine yourself stealing brief kisses under the veil of twilight. But most often, you'd simply sit in comfortable silence, enjoying the company of someone who wasn't just beautiful on the outside but also within.

After spending two weeks together, the both of you enjoyed each other's presence despite just touring the city with each other. The odd familiarity and comfort you both shared had grown, and you both secretly yearned for more. 

Krystal bit her tongue as she waited for you to take the initiative as you did the same. Eventually, she couldn't take it. She called your phone, asking if you'd be down to visit her in her room for some games to alleviate her boredom. Little did you know, she had something else planned.

"Krystal? Hey– I– Yeah, I'd love that actually. I'll be there in a bit."

You grabbed your things and made your way over, waving to your dad on the way in. The man sat behind the counter and smiled warmly, enjoying his peace while there wasn't the issue of guests checking in.

Arriving at her room, you knocked gently on the door. Krystal opened it, welcoming you with the sight of her in a comfortable outfit of a white tank top and some pink pants. Her hair cascaded in loose, free–flowing waves. The sight took you by surprise, such a casual set of clothes and yet she still is breathtakingly gorgeous.

"Hey, please, come in," Krystal greeted with an inviting smile.

You stepped inside, your eyes momentarily roaming her figure. You weren't as subtle as you wanted to be as Krystal caught wind of that. You looked around the room as you waited for her. "Thanks for inviting me, I'll leave the game choice up to you."

"Oh, I've got something in mind. Stay right here while I get everything ready," Krystal replied, guiding you to the couch.

As you sat down, you could hear some rustling and searching happening behind you. "Hey, do you need any help?" You offered. You were met with a reassuring no. After a while, Krystal placed a deck of cards on the coffee table, along with a pair of wine glasses and a bottle of red wine.

She sat down next to you, your thighs brushing against hers gently. Krystal picked up the deck of cards. "Ever played strip poker?"

A smile tugged at your lips, and your heart raced. "S–Strip poker? Not exactly... but I'm down to give it a try," you replied, glazing at her with a slight hint of lust in your eyes.

Krystal bit her lower lip, a playful shine washing over her eyes. "Alrighty then, strip poker's one main rule is that the loser has to take off one piece of clothing. Fair?"

"Sounds good to me."

With a smile she began shuffling the cards before handing them to you to do the same. Krystal dealt them out, and you both set about plalying. The game was intense, the suspense ran rampant as card after card fell, revealing the fates of your pieces of clothing. The hours passed quickly, and the room grew warmer as you both shed more layers. Krystal's tank top clung to her curves as you sat across from her in just your boxers. The wine wasn't helping either, making you both tipsy.

"Looks like you're the current loser~" Krystal teased, her eyes lingering on your chest.

With a devious and slightly inebriated grin, you reached over and pulled her tank top off, revealing her supple A–Cup breasts partially concealed by a black lace bra. Krystal's breath hitched and her cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink.

What you did finally clicked in your mind as you stood there, mouth agape and completely shocked at what you'd just done. Eyes wide, you stared at her, unable to move or do anything else.

The game paused, with both of you locked in each other's gaze, the air was thick with an unspoken desire. A few moments later, she leaned in, her lips hovering above yours as she whispered, "I think you've made your intentions pretty clear... and I can't say I don't feel the same way... Let's just end the game here."

You nodded, a trembling exhale escaped both your lips, and finally the two of you surrendered yourselves to the passion. She stood up, and sauntered over to you, straddling your lap with a swaying motion. She claimed your lips in a fiery kiss as your hands traveled each other's bodies, yearning for the touch you've both been craving for weeks.

Your hands continued to explore each other's bodies. Her soft breasts fit so perfectly into your hand as you kneaded them. You shifted your position a little, allowing you to pay special attention to her midriff, kissing and nibbling at every inch of her skin. Krystal shivered under your touch, her moans growing louder.

"Mmmh, aahh~ Y/N, that..." she gasped, her hands tangled in your hair, pulling you closer.

You slid down her body, your mouth watering to taste her. You began with small kisses near her belly button before slowly parting her legs. Her soft moans filled the room as you started to pleasure her with your tongue. You prodded and licked her pussy with your tongue, letting your taste buds take in the flavour of her honeyed core.

Krystal's body arched as she let out a guttural moan. "Mmmm, Y/N... you feel– you're doing so fucking well..."

Two of your fingers joined your tongue, teasing her, and bringing her ever closer to the edge. Krystal's body tensed, you could see her eyes screwed shut, her hand gripping the sides of your head. "Gnnnngh... Y/N... oh, fuck yes... don't you dare stop..."

You gave her insides a few more licks before withdrawing your mouth from her. She looked at you with a mixture of lust, desperation and slight frustration. Her eyes begged for you to continue. You grinned, leaving a trail of kisses along her inner thighs, all the way up to her soft and sweet lips. "Hold on, we're just getting started~" you whispered into her ear.

A smug smirk appeared on her lips as her body relaxed slightly, returning your kisses as you repositioned her onto her back. Her legs draped over your shoulders as you two settled in the missionary position. Your lips connected in a passionate and sloppy kiss as she began to reach her arm out towards the dresser.

"Wait, Y/N."

"Mmmh– yeah?" You pulled away momentarily to see she'd pulled out a condom packet.

"I know we both want it as raw as possible... and I really want you to just knock me up, but since it's our first time, let's use these."

"Oh shit, yeah– of course."

Fearing she ruined the momentum, she brought her lips to yours once more as she tore out one of the condoms. Her hands were soft and gentle as she reached in between your sweaty bodies to sheath your member with the rubber.

Before long, it was on and you were both set to begin deeper exploration of one another. Her eyes gazed into yours, never leaving yours as you slowly entered her. Krystal's eyes widened, and she let out a soft gasp.

You moved at a steady pace, your thrusts syncing with the deepening of your kisses. Krystal wrapped her arms around your neck, her legs coiling themselves around your waist, encouraging you to go harder, faster, and deeper.

"That's it– Fuck me, Y/N– Harder~" Krystal panted.

You obliged, ramming your hips into her at an even quicker pace, your tip slamming against something inside her. She wasn't calling for a stop so that must mean she's loving it. Her eyes rolled back into her head with every thrust.

Her moans grew louder as you felt her tightening around your shaft. You bit your lip as you began to feel yourself struggle with holding back. After a while, you felt Krystal was ready for a little change. With your cock still buried in her depths, you helped her move onto her hands and knees as you slammed into her in the cowgirl position. You graced her tight ass with a myriad of slaps, leaving a red patch on her cheeks.

She began throwing it back towards you, and before long, she overpowered you. She adjusted herself to ride you, reverse cowgirl style. You laid on your back as she rode you to kingdom come. She leaned forward as she threw her head back, her breasts swayed with every movement.

"NNGH– THAT'S IT– FUCK ME–" Krystal urged, her voice raspy with desire.

You leaned upwards a little and reached around her. Your hands grasped onto her perky tits and began fondling them. You pinched her nipples and rolled them between your fingers. Krystal's moans became louder and you could feel her walls tightening around you, signaling she was close to climax.

She leaned all the way back, her hands rose to her tits as she squeezed them hard. "FUCK, YESSS~!" she screamed as she came hard, coating your cock in her juices. You continued to thrust into her as she shivered and gasped.

"God fucking damn– Krystal– you're so fucking sexy... I... I love your ass–" you groaned as you squeezed her ass cheeks hard.

Her cheeks flushed with pleasure as she chuckled, "Y/N– I think from now on– I'm all yours– Just fuck me till we're both screaming each other's names~"

You complied, your thrusts becoming faster, harder, and stronger to match her words. You could feel yourself bottoming her out. Krystal eventually flopped forward onto her elbows, her pussy still impaled on your member. You could tell you were both frustrated from the presence of the condom but it had to stay on for safety.

The both of you paused for a brief moment before you helped her move back into doggystyle. You began plunging yourself into her once more, her back arching towards the bed. "God– Just like that, Y/N– You're making me feel so good~"

You could feel it, the sensation building within you. You could feel it building within her too, her walls clenching once more. You gritted your teeth as you did your best to hold back, but the sound of her sultry moans and the sight of her cute ass got the better of you. You were about to explode as she screamed out in pure ecstasy.

"YES– YES– FUCK, I'M CUMMINGG~!" her body shuddered with delight as her arms stretched out. You let out a loud grunt as you began your climax, your thrusts turning erratic and fast. As you pulled out, you flipped Krystal onto her back. She laid there, seductively, her sweaty body splayed out.

"Let me just–" she reached down and peeled the condom off your throbbing member. You stroked your shaft desperately as you brought your fingers to her pussy. Your thumb pressed against her clit while her fingers slid into her at a quickened pace. Krystal's body tensed again, her moans echoed in the room.

She returned the favour, wrapping her delicate fingers around your cock and jerked you off in a cockscrew motion. "That's it– Don't stop, Y/N– You're getting me so close again–" she whimpered. You could sense her orgasm arriving as yours did as well.

You both shared a knowing look as she pulled your face down for a romantic kiss. "Finish on my tits–" she ordered. You obliged, aligning yourself perfectly so that both of you could climax at the same time. You backed away slightly as she spread her legs out and moaned out your name.

It wasn't long before you both let out guttural moans as your orgasms peaked. Krystal drew your eyes to her tits and cleavage, giving you a place to aim your cock at. A moment later,  her chest became covered as you shot ropes all over her pretty little tits. Your fingers were clamped in her pussy as she began squirting hard.

After a while, your movements slowed and you slumped onto the floor, leaving her spread out on the couch. You brought your fingers up to your mouth, they glistened with her bodily juices. You stuck them into your mouth as you tasted her nectar.

As you peered up towards her, you could see her eyes were full of lust. Both of you were slick with sweat, your chests heaving. "Holy fuck– Y/N... You– You're incredible..."

"You were too... I don't think I've ever had sex that good–"

You both giggled, your hearts pounding, your breaths catching as you slowly recovered from the ethereal sexual encounter. Slowly, you both rose to your feet and cleaned up. Afterwards, the two of you slumped back onto the couch and embraced each other tightly. You both snuggled, sharing small and sweet kisses.

"Thank you, for tonight... It's been rough finding love like this in Korea."

"No, thank YOU for inviting me over tonight. But why's that? I'm sure there are plenty of amazing Korean men."

Krystal paused for a while, her face a little uneasy. "Hey, if you aren't comfortable with sharing, you don't have to."

"No, it's not that... it's just..."

You stayed silent, letting her have the floor.

"...I'm actually an idol... and usually it's taboo for us to partake in these kinds of relationships..."

You acknowledged her revelation, bringing her hand up to your lips to kiss it in hopes it'd help make her feel safer.

"Like those K–Pop people– the artists?"

She nodded, a small smile appearing on her lips as you kissed her ever so gently.

"Ah, I see... and you can't find love in Korea because it may negatively affect your career, got it... Well, I will say, you've come to the right place. And seeing as we've just had the most amazing sex ever, I'd love to be that little taboo lover of yours~"

Krystal couldn't help but giggle at your proposal. The genuine smile that appeared on her face spoke volumes of how much she appreciated the sentiment. You shared a loving kiss as the both of you basked in the warmth of your embrace.

The two of you continued to spend time together all throughout the night. In the morning, you made the hard decision of heading back home, Krystal playfully pouting and fluttering her eyelids. You gave her a long and loving kiss on the lips before heading out. On the way down you bumped into your father. The both of you shared a knowing look and he ensured you that the rooms were soundproof. You kept that tidbit of information in mind for the future.

And as the next few weeks went by, you shared romantic dinners to late night strolls. You both soaked up every moment, cherishing the opportunity to be together. One such opportunity was a carnival date. It was an example of your carefree bonding, and you both thought you'd spice things up a little with a challenge.

Krystal's eyes sparkled as she led you around the various attractions, her fingers intertwined with yours. "Let's play some games, Y/N. You seem like you'd be good at winning prizes."

Krystal, dressed in a grey top with a pair of sunglasses hanging from its neckline, Adidas shorts, a denim jacket, and her gorgeous brown hair down in slightly messy but still–kept waves. She was the other party in the proposed challenge. As you both go through the challenges, you emerge victorious, a mischievous grin formed on your lips.

"Well, looks like I won~ And as a reward, I want you to treat us to some ice cream and refreshments. How's that sound?"

Krystal rolled her eyes, playfully shaking her head, but relenting nonetheless. Soon, she returned with two cups of ice cream, two bottles of water and a bag of chips. "Here you go, your Highness. Please, enjoy your spoils," she said sarcastically as she handed you one of the ice creams and a bottle of water. The two of you giggled before setting off in search of a private spot to enjoy your treats.

You led her to the perfect secluded bench. Rich greenery offered the both of you privacy as you sat down. Your eyes glistened a little as you watched her get settled onto the bench, her hair cascading over her shoulders.

As you both got situated on the bench, Krystal turned to you and whispered into your ear. "So, what do you think of all this? I mean– like we both OBVIOUSLY like each other, and y'know... there's definitely something special between us... I know you said you wanted to be my little taboo secret but... shall we make it official?"

"I think we should. Or at least we should try and make it work," you responded, your voice hushed yet firm. "I promise we'll figure it all out. Besides, if things go south, you could come and stay here with me~"

Krystal chuckled as she playfully smacked your arm. She placed a sweet and lingering kiss before pulling away. "Oh yeah, you wish, right?"

You wrapped your arm around her as you both cuddled on the bench. Krystal couldn't help but blush as she felt your arm around her waist, pulling her into a deep, passionate kiss. Her surprise was evident when you began to caress her thigh. She allowed herself to let go, indulging in the moment. As your hand slipped beneath her shorts, she gasped softly, only to stifle her moan with her hand while you fingered her.

Krystal let out more soft moans as your lips continued to meet hers. The PDA intensified with each movement. Her eyelids fluttered as she tried biting her lips to suppress the growing moans. She could feel herself surrendering to you under your touch.

Your fingers moved with skill and expertise as your mouth met her breasts. She raised her denim jacket to conceal the inappropriate act as her hips began to rock against your fingers, pushing them even deeper. She felt more alive than ever, the illicitness of the act... on a public bench in the middle of the day... she could feel the adrenaline surging through her veins.

It wasn't long till her body spasmed, cumming from the sheer pleasure you brought her. But as she came down from her high, she looked dazed. She urged you to find a more hidden spot and you decided to lead her to the men's bathroom. She stood up and straightened herself out, her eyes lingering on the bulge in your pants. A devilish grin crossed her face as she sneakily entered the men's restroom with you.

The both of you shambled into a stall, your lips unable to leave the other. Inside the stall, you began to undress her, leaving her completely exposed except for ther shoes. She obediently lifted her, granting you easier access to her slit. You began pleasuring her again, this time with a combination of your mouth and fingers. The stall's soundproofing against the bustling restroom allowed her to surrender fully to the pleasure.

Krystal's moans grew in intensity, her legs quivered as you inserted a third finger. Every time you plunged your digits into her, her body reacted. The wet squelching sounds echoed within the stall. As the restroom grew busier, she tried her best to suppress her moans. Each time someone would knock on the stall door, she'd give subtle knocks back.

Seeing how ready she was, you removed your own clothes. You placed them on top of the toilet basin with hers. You positioned yourself in between her legs, one lifted over your shoulder and the other steady on the ground. You shared a look of anticipation and slight anxiety.

"This is gonna be the first time I've done it raw... Give it to me good, alright?"

"Yes ma'am~" you responded before pushing your lips onto hers. As you were both engaged in a sloppy kiss, you plunged your throbbing member into her wet entrance. The raw feeling of her insides made your legs tremble. You wanted to cum at that very moment, but you wanted to at least give her some pleasure.

You began thrusting at a desperate pace. The both of you moaned out each other's names as you felt your tip slamming against her insides. You exchanged saliva as her moans entered your ears like a harmonious tune. Krystal began to shiver and gasp as she climaxed, her juices spraying out onto the stall wall.

You couldn't help but reach down and play with her clit, licking your fingers once in a while to get her taste.

Switching positions, Krystal straddled you on the toilet seat, moving in sync with your body. Your hands gripped her waist, pulling her closer as she started to grind herself against you with a familiar desperation. You matched her rhythm, your hips leaving the seat occasionally.

"Aahh, Y/N, I'm..." she moaned softly, her voice tinged with lust.

"Mmmm, Y/N... you feel... so fucking good..." she continued, her grinds growing more insistent.

Krystal's breathing became erratic, and her movements became more forceful. The sounds of your hips slamming into one another filled the air as you nibbled on her neck. You both could feel the approaching climax.

The accidental collision of your hips with the seat sent a jolt of pleasure through her, and she couldn't help but let out a guttural groan. "Gnnnngh... Y/N... oh, fuck... don't stop..." she whimpered, her nails digging into your shoulders.

As you both approached climax, Krystal's body tensed, her movements wild and unrestrained. "THAT'S IT– FUCK ME, BABY– KNOCK ME UP–" she cried out, her voice shaking with the intensity of her pleasure.

You couldn't tell if she was serious but hearing her voice moan out like that? You couldn't take it. You took one of her soft perky breasts into your mouth as you bucked your hips upwards, burying your member in her depths before exploding, flooding her insides with your hot seed.

With a few final breaths, you both climaxed hard, your bodies quaking intensely as you sat on the toilet seat. You grabbed the sides of each other's face and started a sloppy makeout as you both let the pleasure seap out.

"Holy shit– I– Wow–"

"I know– I've never had sex in public before... but you're making me wanna do it more..."

Krystal chuckled as she leaned back, her body still impaled on your shaft. She looked at the time and realised it was starting to get late. She begrudgingly pulled herself off of you and quickly put her panties back on, sealing the cum inside her. She stood in a cute superhero pose, her perky tits jiggling with each movement.

The both of you cleaned each other up and left the restroom while no one was around. As the sky got dark, you opted to walk Krystal back to the BnB. Your father, already catching onto the brewing relationship, gave you another key for the room, allowing you to stay with her for a bit. You two walked back to Krystal's room, hand in hand, the night was still young. But you both had a long fun–filled day, and it was time to get some rest.

A few days later, the both of you found yourselves at the airport, your faces inches away from the other. She had her luggage with her as she stood there in a white button up and jean shorts. Your eyes brimmed with fake tears as you looked towards the floor, attempting to make her laugh through the sadness of the situation. Krystal, unable to hold back, chuckled before hugging you tightly.

"Aww, you're gonna miss me? I know, I know, baby... You can always come and visit me in Seoul~" she teased with a hint of sadness in her voice as she rubbed your back with her hand.

"Yeah, of course. Every chance I get, I'll be there~" you snapped out of your little fake crying fit to reciprocate the hug. Your arms embraced her tightly as you lifted her off the ground, spinning her around. As you spun, you planted a series of kisses on her forehead, cheeks and lips.

"Promise you'll come back to see me too, you know that room in the BnB will forever be reserved for you~" your sweet words touched her. The both of you couldn't help but cuddle and kiss as if no one else existed around you. Your surroundings faded into nothing as the only thing that mattered was the love you both shared.

With several hours left before her flight, you both decided to make the most of the remaining time. Krystal grabbed your wrist and brought you to the private lounge where she left her baggage at. She pushed you into the restroom and locked the door behind her. Such a bold move, what if someone saw...

She began to undress you methodically. She started with your shirt, undoing your buttons slowly and seductively, kissing your neck as she does so. She then moved to your belt, unbuckling it and pulling it off. Lastly, she undid your pants, letting them fall and pool around your feet.

"Mmmh~ That's a whole lot of man... Luckily for me, he's all mine~"

"All yours, baby–"

She gave you a desperate and fiery kiss before taking a handkerchief out from your shirt pocket and stuffing it into your mouth. "Shhh..." she whispered as she gave you a wink.

She knelt down and pushed your underwear down, revealing your semi–erect cock. She let out a small moan as her eyes remained fixated on your rod. She stood up and pulled you towards the mirror. You faced the mirror as you watched her through the reflection.

She slowly and flirtatiously undressed, giving you long looks at her ample body. You bit down on the handkerchief, reeling from the fact that you couldn't just ravage her right there and then. Well, you could, but there must be a reason she made you face the mirror right?

She removed her top, revealing her beautiful breasts. Your eyes zoned in on her nipples, almost salivating at the sight of them. They were hard nubs because of the cold restroom air. She approached you from behind as she wrapped her hands around your shaft. Your eyes widened as a muffled moan escaped from your handkerchief.

Krystal began to stroke you, her hand moving in slow deliberate cockscrews. She would occasionally spit on your cock for extra lubrication. She whispered into your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

As her hands went into a rhythm, her grip tightened, and she started to pump you up and down. You could feel her thumb cradling your cockhead, rubbing the precum slicked head in slow and sloppy circles. Each pump became faster, a loud squelching sound emitted from your cock as her saliva mixed with your precum. Your shaft would glisten with the mixture, reflecting the fluorescent lights of the washroom.

"Mmmh~ Y/N, I bet you're gonna cum so hard for me, right? You wanna cover my delicate hands with your thick... creamy... hot seed, huh?" Krystal's warm breath tickled your earlobe, her lips grazing it. "Feel my fingers... feel them moving up and down your hard... throbbing cock... You like that, don't you?"

The sensation of her hot breath, her hand and the mirror's reflection of her had you on edge. You neared the brink of ecstasy as she increased her pace. The sound of her wrist slapping against your stomach. Her hand glided on your shaft smoothly. The sounds that were emanating from the activity were loud and erotic.

You could see her tongue licking her lips every so often through the reflection in the mirror. It was like she was staring at her favourite meal. And you liked that. You liked feeling like her beloved snack. Because in your eyes, that was what she was to you.

Her hand twisted, coaxing your cock to release more precum and increase the lubrication. You could feel her nails slightly brushing against your shaft, sending a shiver down your spine.

"Cum for me, baby~ Show me... Show me how much you'll miss me... I know I'll miss touching you... So go on, darling... Show me~"

You couldn't hold it any longer, your semen began pooling at the base of your cock. Krystal sensed it too, and without warning, her hands began moving at a furious pace. You let go. Your body shuddered and spasmed as you erupted, shooting globs of hot cum all over her hands, the mirror and the sink. Her hands kept working you, milking you for every last drop before eventually slowing to a stop.

You panted and grunted as your body trembled from the pleasure. She looked at the mess you made all over the mirror, her tongue running over her lips, a wicked grin on her face.

"Ah, how was that for a parting gift? I hope it was worth it..." her voice trailed off as she playfully pouted. She brought her hand up to her lips and licked all of your cum off her hands.

She pulled the handkerchief out of your mouth and kissed you passionately before leading you both to the toilet seat. She shedded her jean shorts. You sat down, eagerly as she mounted you, pushing your face in between her pointy tits. You couldn't help but rub your face on them, letting your tongue lick her hardened nubs.

She grinded her hips against yours, the warm wetness of her pussy smeared against your cock.

"Mmm~ Look how wet you've made me... You'll have to take responsibility for this..." she purred, her voice tinged with lust.

You were quick to tease her, sticking two of your fingers inside her. Her walls tightened and spasmed around them. You began to finger her as she continued to grind on your throbbing member. The two of you matched the other's rhythm, the sounds of hips slamming against one another filled the room.

Her moans gradually grew louder as your fingers increased their pace, moving in and out of her. Adding a third finger, you watched her body tense up as she arched her back, pulling you further into her fragrant chest. Krystal swayed, her body reacting to the stimulation as the wet squelching of her insides echoed throughout the room.

"Ahhn~ Y/N, I need–" she moaned, a guttural groan escaping her lips.

"Fuck me, Y/N– please– I want you inside me–" she begged. You looked up into her eyes as they pleaded for the chance to have you ravage her insides one last time.

You obliged, sliding your cock into her wet and warm slit. The feeling of raw penetration sent waves of shivers all throughout your body. You began bucking your hips up into her at a steady pace. You held her hips tightly as you buried your face into her cleavage. Her walls were slick, clinging onto your member.

"Krystal–" you mumbled. Her sultry voice boomed with breathy moans as you continued to bottom her out.

"Goddamn– You're so tight– I fucking love it–" you added.

She met every one of your thrusts with a matching motion, her body moved with desperate hunger. You couldn't help but nibble on her nipples and neck, leaving light marks. The both of you could feel the frenzied lust taking over.

"Fuck, Y/N– That's it, don't stop– Don't you dare, baby–" she cried out, her grip on your shoulder tightening. You slammed into her, your speed increasing. Krystal moaned louder than ever before, her voice echoing through the small restroom.

Suddenly, her body began to spasm as she came hard. She threw her head back as her body shook and twitched. You continued to slam into her, her insides clenching and releasing you. After a few more thrusts, her eyelids fluttered open as she leaned towards you.

"That's it– Fuck me– KNOCK ME UP–" she wailed, her body tensing, her movements becoming more erratic.

The feeling of the toilet rubbing against your hips increased the intensity of her climax. You felt yourself reaching your boiling point as well. You threw your mouth onto her tits, your body shivering. As you felt yourself start to shake, you connected your lips with hers.

"I LOVE YOU– I LOVE YOU– I LOVE YOU–" she moaned, her voice muffled by your rough kisses.

Your thrusts became more intense, your hips leaving the seat a couple of times. You let out a loud groan, and your cock twitched inside her. Krystal screamed, her body shaking.

"Y/N, Y/N, Y/N–" she cried out, her voice shaking.

Together, the both of you reached a powerful climax, the second or third one for her during this session. Wave after wave of pleasure surged through your entire body. You flooded her insides with your hot seed, your bodies quaking intensely.

You panted heavily as you shared a passionate kiss, your tongues dancing. The pleasure began to subside, and the both of you slowly calmed down.

"I fucking love you... Krystal... I don't think I will ever find anyone like you ever again..."

"I love you too, Y/N… But me neither... Ah shit, my flight's boarding soon..."

The both of you reluctantly got up and cleaned yourself off. You shared a long and passionate kiss before you both exited the stall, looking as though nothing had happened. You walked her to the boarding gate, right before she crossed over. With a final hug, you smiled, your tears falling down your cheeks.

"Don't forget me, Krystal... Don't let those Korean men get you while I'm gone..."

"Don't worry, baby~ I'm all yours and you're all mine... I'll text you when I land, alright?" she reassured you. You held her close. She nodded, her face contorting with sadness. With a final kiss, you both pulled away. She waved as she entered the departure area.

As you turned away, you heard a familiar voice call out to you.

"I LOVE YOU, Y/N~!"

You shedded a tear as you returned the sentiment.

"I LOVE YOU TOO, KRYSTAL!"

And with that she ran off to catch her flight, leaving you a small ache in your heart.

"I'll always love you... Krystal Jung..."

[Let me know if you want a part two or if you want me to make this a long running story. And let me know who else you'd want to see a fic about.]

[authorhjk1]

Caviar

(Krystal X Male Reader)

"I can feel how hard you are already."

Krystal sighs, her body leaning back against yours. Your hands are on her chest, squeezing her tits through the thin material of her black dress. Her ass grinds against your crotch, trapping your clothed cock between her cheeks.

"Why are you so naughty all the time? Can't keep your hands off me?"

You can't see her face, yours is buried in her neck, kissing and licking her flawless skin.

"A boy your age probably doesn't get to fuck a woman like me whenever he wants to, does he?"

Krystal isn't that much of an age freak. But she does like that you're significantly younger than her. But the most important reason for why she choose someone younger isn't their age, but the stamina and the ability to fuck her whenever and wherever as often as she wants.

And you'd like to say that you seem to be doing quite a good job so far.

"No. I just want to feel your pussy squeezing my cock all the time."

Krystal's head rolls back onto your shoulder at your words, a weak laugh escaping her lips.

"And I just can't get enough of that young cock of yours."

She reaches behind herself and between your body and hers. You feel her hand cupping your clothed cock.

"I wonder what you'd do to me with it, if I would just give up all control."

You unconsciously grind back into her ass now.

"You seem to like that idea, huh? Having your way with an older woman? Making her body yours?"

Squeezing her mounds a little harder earns you another sharp moan.

"If you could do whatever you want..."

Krystal starts to undo your pants with one hand, while the other is pressed against her core over her dress.

"Would you just plunder my body for all it has? Use my holes like fleshlights? Use my tits and face as a canvas for your cum?"

You groan into Krystal's ear as her hand finally reaches inside your pants, wrapping it's fingers around your cock. Her other hand reaches upwards capturing one of yours, which has been squeezing her tits until now. She moves it further along her body, until you feel her throat under your palm.

"Would you choke me, if you were allowed to? Make a mess of me, while I beg for air?"

You slowly close your hand around her throat, making Krystal's eyes close.

She usually isn't this vocal or explicit. Partially because you fuck her too hard for her to properly speak most of the time. But it seems like she is really hitting the spot. You want to do all those things to her. Use that older woman's body like it belongs to you. Use her for pleasuring yourself. Using her as a cum dumpster.

"Yes..."

Seems like she has read your mind.

"You want it. Want me. Want to use me."

Her breaths become shorter. Not just because of your hand, but also because of her state of arousal. Krystal slowly sinks into an ocean of pleasure as her words fill her own mind as well.

"Do it then."

She whispers. You almost didn't catch it.

"I give you all rights over my body."

Her shakey breath is close to your ear. You can tell how she excited she is. How turned on she is. To give herself to you. To make herself your toy.

You take one deep breath, closing your eyes for a moment. And then, you pull Krystal towards the mirror in the room. She watches you through the glass as you reach for the letter opener on the desk next to her. Your other hand, still around her throat is keeping her in place. You don't even bother to hike her dress up. The sharp edge of the small knife like object in your hand does it's job. You tear a small hole into Krystal's dress.

"Oh fuck..."

Her words are raspy, your grip a little tight. You let your pants quickly fall to the floor and step out of them.

"I guess this belongs to me now."

You look at Krystal through the mirror, the tip of your cock grazing her puckered hole through the hole in her dress. Slick arousal runs down the older woman's leg. She can't even tell if you meant her ass, or her entire being.

Before she can say anything, you're already pushing yourself inside of her. No lube. Nothing. You can see Krystal gritting her teeth, her nails slightly clawing at the mirror. A painful hiss escapes her mouth. But she doesn't say a word. She takes it all. Like a good toy.

You take a step forward, pushing yourself further inside of her. Krystal stumbles forward as well, her ass still needing time to get accustomed to being filled. When her right cheek is pressed flat against the mirror, and you can see the smear of some of her makeup on the glass, you start to fuck Krystal. Hard and deep. Her ass is yours now and so you do with it what you want.

Krystal's wide eyes keep telling you to keep going. Her raspy moans tell you that she wants to say something, but you don't let her. She has to focus on not passing out as you fuck her from behind.

You can literally feel how you're ruining her ass hole. It was tight, almost too tight at first. But now it's getting wider. Welcoming your cock with every thrust. You're able to pick up the pace. Fuck her faster. Harder.

Krystal's moans have been reduced to quiet whimpers, a lone tear rolling down the length of the mirror. You're a little afraid you're hurting her. Or rather hurting her too much. But Krystal seems to have a small smile on her face. Her juices are running down her thighs.

The tightness of her ass, the way she takes your pounding, how turned on she is herself, it all starts to get to you. You try to to enjoy every single second, afraid she'd never let you do something like that again. Your free hand gives her ass a couple of slaps and squeezes. It looks amazing underneath the dress. Only the hole you tore in it earlier shows a little of her cheeks. And mainly her filled hole.

"Your ass is so tight."

You whisper into her ear as you can feel yourself reaching your end.

"I'm gonna cum in it. Claim it as mine."

Krystal gives you a weak nod and you could swear her ass tightens around you just a little bit.

"Whenever I want it, I'll take it. It belongs to me."

Your last thrusts are timed with your thrusts.

"You - belong - to - me."

You press Krystal against the mirror as you cum hard. Deep inside her ass, painting her insides. To your surprise, Krystal is moaning louder as well. Her whole body trembles, her thighs shake. Did she just cum?

"This was amazing."

Her hoarse voice fills your ears, once she has calmed down.

"We will be doing this again."

"Yes, Ms. Jung."

Your smile makes her slap your shoulder.

[twice-inamillion]

The Company 

Sisters in San Francisco 

Smut (Deep penetration, forced creampie, doggy style, cowgirl, sister sex)

Chapter 16

4,340 Words 

(Jessica asks you to visit her during the Lunar New Year. She also asks you to bring her sister, who dislikes you for getting her sister pregnant.)

”You’re coming to my place for Lunar New Year, right?”

”Yeah, I just need to take care of some things, and I can fly out tomorrow.”

”Also, can I ask you for a favor?”

”What is it?”

”Would you mind taking my sister?”

”Doesn’t she hate me?”

”Yeah, but there are no last-minute flights. Can you please take her?”

” Okay, I will, but if she complains, I’ll like her out of the plane myself.”

”Thank you, thank you! Let me get in contact with her and send her your details.”

———

The flight from Seoul to San Francisco was surprisingly a calm one. Krystal was fairly calm and kept to herself while you remained on the other side of the plane. 

“Good Morning, everyone. It is 7:30 in the morning in San Francisco, California. We will be touching down in ten minutes. When we arrive, the care will be waiting for you all. Hope you enjoyed the flight, and we await your return.”

The plane arrives at the hangar, the door opens, and you are greeted by your chauffeur, “Welcome to San Francisco, sir.”

”Thank you.”

The chauffeur opens the door, helps with your belongings, and enters the car. “Where to sir?”

”Let’s head to Ms. Jung’s place.”

”As you wish.”

Krystal stares out the window, seeing their old home after not visiting for a while. Meanwhile, you text Jessica about your arrival from the airport, and the two of you heading to her house. 

“See you soon.”

The ride to Pacific Heights is a smooth one, the sights of the Bay Area as you neared the house. The closer you got there, the bigger the Golden State Bridge looked. “We are arriving, sir.”

The car pulls towards the front of the house and parks. The chauffeur opens the car, and you see Jessica open the door and exit. Krystal runs towards Jessica and gives her a hug, “How are you, Jess? How’s the baby?” 

“The baby is great. Growing pretty fast.”

“How was the plane ride?”

”It was okay; I behaved like you asked.”

Jessica looks towards my direction and asks, “How was she?”

”She was insufferable, but you know me, I managed.”

”He’s lying.”

”I know; he messaged me earlier and said you were good. He’s just teasing you.”

”Well… I don’t like it,” turning around and glaring at you. 

The three of you enter the house to drop off your bag, “I found a place to have breakfast. We can head out in a bit if you’re all good.”

”I’m fine. Can I take a shower beforehand?”

”Sure, you can shower in the guest room.”

You walk the flight of stairs, take your bags to the guest room, and shower. Once you’re ready, you see Jessica and Krystal coming out of the room next to you, “You look nice.”

”Thanks.”

”Oh, by the way. I finished the nursery room that I mentioned to you before. Want to see?”

“Sure.”

She opens the door, and the color catches your eye. Everything in the room is cream in color, including the crib, furniture, and even the stuffed animals that are a shade dark. “What do you think?”

”It looks great.”

”Thanks, I wanted something simple and minimalistic. It took me a while for me to choose what I wanted.” Jessica gives you a small tour, showing you the clothes, toys, and the scrapbook she made for the baby. 

You look at Jessica and see how happy she is, which hits you: you’re going to have a child with her. Her belly is much bigger from the last time you saw her, and her breasts have also gotten bigger, but her beauty is still the same. 

“Why are you staring at me like that?” she asks.

”You’re so pretty, I couldn’t help myself.”

Jessica blushes at your response and covers her face.

”Ew, don’t do that while I’m here. If you are, you should get a room or something,” says Krystal.

”Maybe we should,” looking at Jessica. She turns to the side, trying to hide her reaction, but the redness on the tip of her ears makes it obvious. 

“Alright, let’s change the subject and go have breakfast,” says Jessica.

Breakfast goes well, and the three of you enjoy the view and listening to the stories that Jessica has to share. Most of them are about her experiences throughout her pregnancy and her work life. 

After breakfast, you all go for a walk around Chinatown and see the events of the day. You see the two sisters bonding and having fun, and it reminds you of your own family. 

After a few hours, Jessica says, “Let’s head back; my feet are killing me.” You agree and take them back to the house. It’s already evening, and you have all decided to have dinner. 

“Want me to cook, or should we order in?”

“You’re tired, so let’s order in.” 

Krystal then says, “Let me order, I know a place that has good food.”

“Okay, Krystal.”

Jessica looks at you and says, “Let’s go to the deck and watch the sunset with me.” 

“Okay, let’s go.” You help her out of the chair and walk out onto the deck. The two of you sit on a large couch, and puts her back against your chest.

“How have you actually been?”

“Tired, my feet hurt constantly, and I’m craving food a lot. It’s all your fault.”

“Haha, it’s both our fault, not just me.”

“You’re the one who got me pregnant.”

“True, but remember you were the one begging me to cum inside…”

Her head recalls the memory of those nights of sex. The number of times she got pumped full of baby batter made her face turn red.

“You’re thinking of it, huh.”

“No!”

You grab her and put her in between your legs, rubbing her thighs and whispering, “Remember how wet you got when I was fucking you that night?”

You slide your hand inside her dress, gliding your hand across her thigh as you kiss the side of her neck. She shivers at the slightest touch, “It’s been a while, huh.”

”What do you mean?”

”Since we last fucked.”

You continue to glide your hand until you reach her panties, pulling them aside. Jessica moans slightly to your touch, a feeling she hasn’t felt in a while.

“Don’t… Krystal might walk in…”

“That’s fine, let her walk in,” tracing your fingers against her folds. You feel her tremble the deeper you go, collecting nectar from the source.

“Please…” squeezing her thighs together.

“You’re so wet; you missed this, right?”

“Yes… it’s much more different when it’s real.”

You notice her heart beat faster and go in for a kiss. She finally lets loose and doesn’t care if her sister walks in. “Babe, I want you… I need you…”

Teasing her, you ask, “What do you want me to do?”

“You’re really going to make me say it huh.”

“Yes, I want to hear you say it.”

She whispers in your ear, “I want you to fuck me; I want to feel your cock inside me.”

“You’re bad, what about the baby?”

“Don’t worry, I’m stable.” 

You press your fingers deeper until they disappear, “Ahh, aah, just like that. Keep going.”

Just then, Krystal walks out, “The food is here!” She looks at the both of you, her sister grinding as you have your hand inside her dress. “Eww! You two are disgusting; get a room,” and walks out completely flushed.

“Krystal, wait!”

“Don’t; she needs to understand that you have needs too.”

“I guess you’re right.”

You pull out your fingers and show her the amount of nectar you collected, “Do you think it’s healthy being this backed up?”

“No, it’s just that regular toys don’t work; it’s not the same as the real thing.”

“How about later tonight, I help you out?”, giving her a wink.

“I’d love that.”

The two of you walk to the kitchen and see Krystal setting up the table. She tries to avoid eye contact with the two of you initially, but after Jessica apologizes, they make up.

After dinner, you all play a couple of games to break the ice between you and Krystal. You’re surprised by how obedient she is to Jessica, but you assume it’s because of their close relationship and her pregnancy. 

“Okay, I'm tired, Krystal. Let’s call it a night.” 

“Good night, I’ll clean up here.” 

Standing up from the table, Jessica grabs your hand and whispers, “I’m going to shower; come help me.” The two of you walk upstairs as Krystal tries to think of something else. 

After taking a shower, she spends some time in the living room watching some videos. She looks at her phone, realizing how late it is, and decides to head up the stairs to her room. 

As she gets to the second floor, she notices noises coming from the opposite side of her hallway. Curious, she makes her way towards the master bedroom and hears her sister moan. She puts her eye through the small slit and sees her sister in skimpy lingerie riding you. 

“Ahh ahh, this is what I was missing. I missed your cock inside of me.” 

Krystal was hypnotized by the way her older sister rode you, her pregnant cunt holding your cock tightly every time she bounced. Her swollen belly didn’t stop her from getting her needs satisfied. 

“You feel so big inside of me…”

“Are you okay? Want to switch up a bit?”

“Okay, let me get a pillow.” 

Jessica unmounts you and gets on the pillow you placed before her. Using it as support, she lays on top of it and gets on all fours. 

Krystal’s eyes go wide when she catches a glimpse of your massive cock, wondering if it would hurt the baby.

“Jessica, are you ready?”

“Yes… just put it inside, don’t make me wait.”

You slap your cock against her ass cheek and align it in front of her entrance. Her leaking cunt welcomes you once more as it easily spreads for your length. 

“Yes… that’s it… fuck… so big.”

“Omg, how does unnie fit that massive thing in her?”

You grab Jessica’s hips and insert the rest of your cock until she cries out from pleasure, “fuck, you’re hitting my baby room.” 

She turns her head and says, “Put your weight on me and fuck me nice and slow; I want to feel it.”

Krystal sees her sister disappear under your frame; she moves her fingers toward her lower area and notices how damp her shorts are.

She loses track of time as she rubs her fingers against her shorts when she hears you warn Jessica, “I’m going to cum.”

“Do it inside; fill my baby room with your cum.”

You pull most of your cock out, only leaving the tip before sliding yourself back inside. Jessica groans from her walls being scraped and stretched, “Yes, just like that. Fill me, please!”

You hold her tightly as a stream of cum floods her womb, her walls tightening, taking every drop of cum as delicious nutrients.

Krystal watches as you pull out your cock, a large white load of cum oozing out her sister's cunt and onto her sheets. Jessica's expression was one of satisfaction after not having met her needs since the beginning of her pregnancy. 

You head to the bathroom and clean up while Jessica remains on the bed, completely filled. She turns around and sees her sister looking through the door. She greets her with a smile. Wanting to tease her, she spreads her legs wider, giving her a better view of her leaking cunt. 

On the other side, Krystal gets startled from getting caught by her sister. She sees you come out of the bathroom when Jessica says, “Up for round two?”

You reply, “I thought you were tired.”

“I am, but I want you inside me.” 

“Alright, but let’s try to keep it down since your sister is going to nag at me if we’re too loud.”

“Don’t worry about Krystal, this is my house. I can do whatever I want here,” she said as she looked directly at her. 

“That’s why I like you,” as you go in for a kiss. “Let me go downstairs and get something to drink. Want anything?”

“Just water is fine.” 

You put on some shorts and head to the door. Krystal immediately stands up and runs to her room. She lies in her room, imagining her sister going at it, round after around throughout the night. 

—— 

Krystal walks down the stairs after having a hard time sleeping. She couldn’t get the image of last night out of her room and ended up rubbing one out. 

“Good morning, Krystal.” 

“Good morning, unnie.” 

“Where’s your baby daddy?” 

“Don’t call him that; try to be nice to him.”

“Whatever.” 

“He went out for a run. Said he’ll be back in an hour.” 

“Okay, I’ll eat a quick breakfast and head out. I’m going to meet some friends.”

“Are you avoiding him because of last night?”

“What do you mean?”

“You know…”

Krystal’s ears turn beet red, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Okay, maybe I’m wrong… have fun with your “friend…” 

It is then when the door opens, and the two of them stand next to each other, “Welcome back,” giving you a small rag to wipe yourself.

”Wow, you worked up quite a sweat,” she said, touching her abs and arms as she looked at her sister. “Might ask for another round later on tonight,” and chuckles.”

”Wait… your sister is here.”

”Don’t worry, she doesn’t mind, right?”

You look at Krystal and see her beet-red ears, “Whatever, do what you want.”

“See…”

“I’m going to go change; my friend is going to pick me up soon,” and goes upstairs. 

You look back at Jessica and ask, “Ohh, I didn’t know she was going out.”

”Same, maybe one of her girlfriends.”

”Too bad, with her attitude, she really needs a boyfriend.”

”You’re right.”

”Maybe she’ll fix that attitude of hers after a good pounding.”

Krystal walks down the stairs and shouts, “Alright, I’ll be back in the evening!” and exits the door. 

———-

Krystal comes back home late at night, “I’m back.” Jessica, who is sitting in the living room reading some magazines, asks, “How was your day?”

”It was good, I just hung out with one of my girlfriends.”

”That’s good, no guy friends?”

Krystal is surprised by the question but replies, “Uhh… no.”

”That's too bad, you’ll find one soon,” caressing Krystal’s hair. She then asks, “You know what? Let's do this: take a shower with me like in the old days.”

Krystal reminisces when she and Jessica would do everything together, “Okay, let’s go.”

The two of them shower, engage in sister talk, and share their secrets with each other. Jessica talks about the hard time she had setting up her business, even during her pregnancy. “Look at me now, my belly is noticeable and I’m constantly horny.” 

“It’s all his fault; he did this to you.”

”Don’t blame him. I knew what could have happened, but I still did it. Just a taste of his cock got me addicted to him,” as she lightly touches her cunt. She brings her fingers up to Krystal and says, “Just by thinking about him, I’m already wet.”

“Unnie, don’t; that’s disgusting.”

“Tell me, Krystal. When was the last time you got intimate?”

Krystal looks down and shyly says, “A bit over a year, maybe more.” 

Jessica holds Krystal’s hand and asks, “Want to give him a try?”

“What?”

“He’ll make you feel real good.” 

“But you’re having his kid…”

“I don’t mind sharing him, plus we’re sisters.”

“Ugh… I don’t think so…”

“I know you saw him fuck me from behind. I know you’re backed up as I am.” 

“…”

“Do it for me. If you don’t like it, then I won’t mention it before.”

Krystal stays silent for a while and says, “Okay, just once, but if he cums in me, I’m going to punch him.”

“Okay, I’ll let him know.” 

The notification ding goes off, and you see a text message from Jessica, “Come to my room.” Curious, you head to Jessica’s room across the hallway and knock, “Come in!” 

As you open the door, you see Jessica on the bed, leaning against the large pillows on the bed in her bathrobe. She lifts part of her robe and says, “Like what you see?”

You slowly walk towards her, “fuck yeah, I’m up for another round.” Jessica replies, “Maybe we should spice things up a bit.” 

You hear the door close behind you and see Krystal turning the door lock. You turn back and see Jessica’s grin, “She doesn’t have a boyfriend, so I thought we could let her join our fun.” 

Jessica looks at Krystal and says, “Show him how serious you are.” You turn around once more and see Krystal drop her bathrobe as well. She walks towards her sister, who is extending her arm, “Come sit, here.” 

You see Krystal climb up the bed next to Jessica, “I know you two don’t get along, but both of you are important to me, so I think that this might bring you two closer.”

”I’m okay with it if she is.”

You look at Krystal and wait for her response, “I’m good with it too.”

”Okay, I want to watch the two of you get along, so take off your pants.” You drop your shorts and extend your hand towards Krystal. 

She slowly reaches for your arm, and you lead her to the middle of the room. Standing in front of one another you part Krystal’s hair to the side and kiss her neck. She squints from the awkwardness of your kissing but after a while she loosens up. 

You reach for her bathrobe belt and unfasten it, causing it to drop and reveal her nude body. She tries to cover her breasts and lower area, but you part her hand and instead lead her to the bed.

Her demeanor changes, she becomes compliant to your advances and lays on her back. As you climb onto the bed, you get on top of her; she feels small compared to your frame and becomes nervous about what you’re going to do. 

You cup on her breast and kiss her collarbone, making her slightly moan. With your other hand, you slide it down towards her folds and gently rub her lower lips.

Meanwhile, Jessica watches as her sister begins to enjoy your foreplay, being considerate of what’s to come. She loosens her bathrobe, exposing her breasts and gently rubbing them.

Feeling some wetness coming from Krystal’s lower area, you stop your advances and move towards her legs. You spread her legs, move forward and grab your flaccid cock in your hand. 

Krystal feels your flaccid cock smacking against her cunt; it’s heavy but average. She tells herself it’s not that big, not as Jessica described it.

You slowly insert the tip into her entrance and slowly move more inside of her until it’s halfway in. Krystal makes an uncomfortable expression but gets adjusted to your flaccid cock. 

“I’m halfway in. Are you ready?”

“Sure, you’re not that big anyway.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah, my last boyfriend was this big.” 

Jessica tries to tell Krystal to shut up and not taunt but it’s too late. You pick Krystal up and pin her against the wall. She smiles, thinking that she might have hit a trigger, but that smile immediately disappears as she feels something growing inside of her. 

Krystal groans as her walls stretch to its maximum, your flaccid cock turning into a rod of steel. She’d never experienced this type of pain and pleasure before, not even when she lost her virginity to her previous boyfriend. “Ahh… what the fuck, it’s getting bigger inside of me. You’re going to break me!”

With her face against the wall, you pull her hair, tilting her head, and begin to thrust. “Fuck, you’re too big, pull out!” Her feet tremble from your massive size cock going in and out of her small cunt. You continue to pull her hair and thrust until he has no energy in her legs. 

You let go of her hair and pick her up, tossing her onto the bed where her sister is. She looks at Jessica, and all she says is, “I told you to keep quiet.” Krystal looks back at you as you climb on the bed. 

“Let’s go for the main event. Get ready because I’m going to make sure I break you in like I did your sister.”

She looks at your throbbing cock, veins fully showing, “Get that thing away from me!”

Instead, you give her a devilish grin, causing her expression to change. You place her legs on your shoulders and smack your length against her cunt. “Think this is the same as your boyfriend?”

Krystal can already feel how heavy your cock is just by it being smacked on her cunt. She knows that if she’s fucked by this monstrosity, there’s no turning back. “Wait… I’m Sorr…”

Her eyes go wide as you ignore her plea and shove your cock inside her small cunt all at once. Her body spasms from the impact, her belly bulging as if she were pregnant like her sister.

*Cough, cough, cough*

She turns her head to her sister, who is sitting next to her, watching. Jessica moves her fingers towards her cunt, rubbing it slowly as you begin to thrust inside of Krystal. Every time you thrust inside, she sees the large outline of your cock. She didn’t know that someone could be this big. 

“How do you like his cock, little sis.”

“Ugh… it feels like my organs are getting rearranged every time he goes inside me. I’m scared Unnie…” 

Jessica doesn’t reply; she’s too preoccupied with touching herself. 

“Your sister is not going to help you. You put up a strong front, but in reality, you’re just cock hungry like her.” 

She sees you putting her into a mating press, smacking your cock at her entrance once more. “Wait… I’m sorry. Be more gentle!”

Krystal coughs uncontrollably as you split her wide open. She begs for you to slow down, but it’s to no avail as you’re determined to make her crazy. “Take this fucken cock. Feel as your womb takes the shape of my cock, haha.”

Jessica increases the pace of her fingers as she rubs her folds while watching you fuck her sister. The way Krystal struggles to take your cock reminds her of herself before her pregnancy.

She tells herself,” I can wait for the baby to be born. I want him to fuck me like that one night.”

You continue to fuck her roughly, her pleading turning into a scene of a complete mess. Her eyes roll back from the intense pleasure, and her body limb like a human fuck doll. This new sensation is foreign to her; not even her previous boyfriend made her feel this way. 

Suddenly, she loses control of her body as it begins to shake violently. “I’m cumming!” Her walls tighten and release a wave of ecstasy as she coats your cock with her liquid warmth. 

You pull your cock out and see her juices spill out, “what’s a complete mess.” She continues to spasm and turns to see Jessica. 

“I’m going to cum on her face, haha.”

She looks at you with a heavy expression and replies, “Do whatever you want.” 

“Fuck, if that’s the case, then the only way is directly into the source.” You grin at Krystal’s defenseless state and place your cock above her entrance. She turns to you, barely able to open her eyes when she sees you align yourself and tries to push you away. 

She’s seen that expression before, the expression of a man who is ready to cum inside of a woman. Luckily, the previous times have been with a condom as she’s trying to avoid any unnecessary pregnancies. 

Just as you’re able to insert your cock, she regains her rationality. “Wait, what are you doing? Do it outside, cum outside, please!” She pushes your hand away and looks at Jessica for help but is lost in her own pleasure. 

“Sorry, but your sister gave me the green light.”

”Stop! Don’t cum inside me, please. I don’t…”

Krystal’s eyes widens, and she coughs aggressively as she’s suddenly stabbed with your massive cock. 

“Maybe getting your womb filled with cum will turn you down a notch.”

A wave of cum flows into Krystal’s womb. It’s her first time tasting cum without protection. An overwhelming amount of thoughts are running through her mind. She’s trying so hard to prevent any problems and made her ex-boyfriend wear protection during sex just so she could get forced creampied by you.

She imagines the worst-case scenario: her getting impregnated by you just like you did her older sister. That would be the end of her career.

“It’s over; my life is ruined,” says Krystal as she passes out from shock. 

———-

Krystal wakes up much later and sees her sister riding you. Her expression is one of a wild woman losing herself in heavenly pleasure. 

“You came so much inside my sister; you might have impregnated her, you know.”

”Haha, jealous?”

”No, I just don't know what my parents are going to say about that.”

”Let time tell, but I wouldn't mind seeing two sisters have my child.” 

Krystal stays hidden from the both of you, only to fall back to sleep with your cum inside her womb. 

[leesoohyukk]

An Unexpected Arrangement

Lee Soo Hyuk x Krystal Jung (Soojung)

Smut, Minors DNI

———————

It’s not like Krystal had planned for any of this to happen. The last thing on her mind was jumping into another relationship when she had only recently gotten out of one. Technically, it’s not really a relationship, Krystal thought to herself as she tried to keep her wits about her while watching Soo Hyuk lower himself slowly, inching closer and closer to where she desperately wanted him.

They’d known each other for awhile now, had seen each other at different events, but their circles never overlapped until a project came to cast them both and Krystal had gotten to know him a lot better than what she was expecting.

The sudden feel of his tongue licking slowly across her core against the rough fabric of her underwear causes her to moan involuntarily and pulls her out from her own thoughts. Soo Hyuk, as she recently found out, was really very good at what he was doing. He kept licking her teasingly against her underwear before putting his lips on her clit, sucking harshly and Krystal gasped in surprise. The combination of his tongue and the coarseness of the fabric gave her an unexpectedly delightful sensation.

In response to the sounds that she was making, Soo Hyuk continued to suck fervently at her clit, causing Krystal to arch her back and moan loudly. Soo Hyuk smiled in satisfaction at Krystal’s reaction and proceeded to tease her against her underwear with a few more licks before moving to remove it completely. Krystal easily complied, lifting her hips to help Soo Hyuk who was kissing her thighs as he slid them off.

Once she was fully naked underneath him, Soo Hyuk didn’t bother being subtle about the way his eyes roamed all over her body. Before Krystal could even start to feel self-conscious, Soo Hyuk plants his mouth against her cunt once again and slides his tongue into her entrance with no hesitation making Krystal sigh in contentment.

She ran a hand through his hair and held him in place, lifting her hips to ask for more. Soo Hyuk complied, lapping at her core like his life depended on it.

“Ah! Soo Hyuk!” Krystal moaned, squirming in pleasure at how Soo Hyuk was hitting all the right spots. “Fuck yes, right there!”

Soo Hyuk continued to work his tongue into her core then proceeded to move from her opening to sucking eagerly at her engorged clit, causing an incoherent sound to come out of Krystal’s lips. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to her climax that when Soo Hyuk slid two fingers into her wet cunt, it only took a handful of pumps before she was coming undone and soaking the sheets.

Krystal shook from the huge, unexpected release while Soo Hyuk continued to coax her and kept licking at her pussy and its juices. When they had first started sleeping together, Soo Hyuk hadn’t expected Krystal to be such an eager partner but he was happy to be proven wrong as he soaked up her release. He loved making her cum to the point of gushing and made sure she was well satisfied every time they fucked.

“You taste so good, I could do this all day,” Soo Hyuk moaned into Krystal’s core, kissing around it to help Krystal come down from her release.

“I would let you but I also want you to fuck me,” Krystal pleaded, as she lifted Soo Hyuk’s head from her cunt. “I want you inside me, please.”

Soo Hyuk had no objections to that and wasted no time. He moved up and kissed her deeply, letting Krystal taste herself on his mouth, before breaking away and Krystal eagerly turned around with her back to him. She may have always looked prim and proper to the public but Soo Hyuk was pleased to find out that she was more indulging in bed. There were times when they took it slow and easy but Krystal had told him she was perfectly fine if he wanted to go rough on her, even asking for it at times.

Krystal gladly raised her ass in Soo Hyuk’s face who gave it a light slap. She moaned in response and begged, “Please, I want your cock…”

“Where do you want it?” Soo Hyuk asked while taking his cock in his hand and teasing her entrance, coating it in her juices. “Here?”

“Yes, please…” Krystal whined, pushing back and trying to get him inside her.

Soo Hyuk slid himself slowly into Krystal’s warmth and paused once he was buried to the hilt. He was bigger than most men which made Krystal’s cunt feel so tight, it took a few seconds to get them both to adjust.

“Please move, Soo Hyuk. Fuck me, please,” Krystal begged breathlessly once she had adjusted to him. Soo Hyuk didn’t need to be told twice. He slid out completely in a slow drag, leaving just his tip, before thrusting back into her deeply. Krystal moaned loudly and Soo Hyuk held her ass in place while he fucked her thoroughly, alternating between slow and deep thrusts to rough and hard. A few minutes into getting fucked and Krystal was coming all over his cock with her second release. Soo Hyuk took his member out and watched as Krystal shook from her orgasm, her juices once again soaking the bed.

Soo Hyuk slid Krystal’s legs further apart before slipping his cock into her cunt once again, i have not giving her any chance to rest from her previous release. He pulled her close against his chest and started to thrust upwards while Krystal made incoherent noises at all the pleasure she was feeling.

“Fuck! You’re going to make me cum again!”

“That’s exactly what I’m trying to do.”

Soo Hyuk slid one of his arms across Krystal’s stomach and lowered it towards her cunt. Once he started rubbing her clit, Krystal felt like she would lose her mind from all of the sensations that was going through her body.

“Fuck! Soo Hyuk! I’m close! I’m close!”

Soo Hyuk fucked her harder and didn’t relent on her clit. It wasn’t long before Krystal could feel herself coming again and this time, Soo Hyuk joined her.

“I’m going to cum!”

“Keep fucking into me,” Krystal said, panting and holding on to him. “Do it inside, please.”

The two of them trigger each other’s release, Krystal spilling all over his cock and Soo Hyuk pumping her full of his own cum. They held each other until they came down from their climaxes. Krystal collapsed on the bed and Soo Hyuk slowly took his large cock out from her snug pussy.

Krystal could feel how the mix of their releases slowly dribbled its way out of her core.

“You look absolutely spent,” Soo Hyuk chuckled as he placed a kiss on the small of her back. He moved to take his phone on the dresser next to the bed and quickly snapped a photo of Krystal’s positively dripping cunt then showed it to her.

Krystal looked at the picture of her cunt while trying to catch her breath. “Fuck, you really did a number on me. I can still feel it coming out.”

Soo Hyuk kissed her and replied with a mischievous smile, “We’re only getting started.”

[after-midnight-rp]

❞ Will we both go home alive? ❝

― After Midnight ; a place that is rising from the ashes searching for redemption after the world had found its end. This is the place where many survivors do find their spot in hope to find a way back to life — yet life is never going back to how is used to be. Or maybe it is never meant to return to its old ways … creating a new reality within.

Only one question remains that only you can answer: Will you come and join the light? Or bask in the glory of darkness?

Come and join, after midnight.

Welcome to After Midnight RP including: ⟫ facebook based ⟫ 18 + , AU ⟫ smut , gore , post apocalyptic , semi-gang ⟫ semi-lit to literate ⟫ master x slave

↬ The Lore and World ⎰ Races ⎰ Apply 101 ⎰ Rules and Guidelines ⎰ Masterlist ⎰

[fanfiction4sooya]

Request: Jessica Jung x reader: first time together(smut of course) thank you

ya'll have no idea how much I LOVE snsd asks!!! Sorry for taking so long, sweetheart 💖💖

cw: smut, +18, fingering, humping, oral sex, lots of praises, 69,not proofread etc.

You two met at a party her sister threw a few weeks prior. You were with a couple friends and she couldn't stop staring at you the whole night. Of course you thought she was annoyed at you, Jessica naturally has a serious face when she is relaxed.

But after you told your friends you weren't feeling very well (an excuse to leave her sister's party since you thought she was annoyed at you) she actually stopped you from getting your uber, explaining she didn't wanted to seem annoyed but interested.

Of course after that you two went out a couple of times until you two decided to take it to the next level. Dating her was exceptional, she was gentle and much more kind than she looked, always willing to listen and to reassure you, she was also very secure but well you were a bit anxious about one thing...

You two haven't had sex yet.

Of course you two wanted it to happen, you wanted it to happen but the thought of having sex with literally the Jessica Jung was getting you insane like... How many of the hottest women in the world hasn't she had sex? Another thing... she is older and way more experienced and-

"Honey?" Her voice took you out of the anxious daydream when she kissed your knuckles over the restaurant table.

She took you out to dinner on a beautiful and quite expensive restaurant, caring not only for your outfit but everything else. She picked a wine red dress that showed your curves and black heels. You looked stunning, you felt stunning but that little sting of anxiety wouldn't go away for nothing.

"yes?" You weakly smiled, feeling caught.

"Are you alright? What's wrong?" You were met with caring brown eyes. You heavily sighed, deciding to talk to her about it.

"Can we go home?" You asked in your most stable tone, trying not to alarm her.

"Of course we can, sweetheart" She caressed your knuckles.

After paying you two left, hand in hand out of the place to her expensive rolls royce and after that her house. She sat in her bed and you started to talk in a quiet, ashamed tone:

"I know I might be acting... Strange" you paced around her master bedroom, trying to find a way of not dying of embarrassment. "I think I'm a bit scared..." You spoke more to yourself than to her.

"scared?" Her pretty voice sounded secure and stable and honestly that was so sexy of her. "Of me?"

"No! Not of you I mean yes, a bit but like not in a like 'she's gonna hurt me' way, not that-" You started to ramble and she got up, holding you by the shoulders, making you stop pacing and rambling.

"Honey, take a deep breath" She caressed your face, pulling you to straddle her on the bed. You lowered your head to her shoulder, embarrassed because you thought you were acting dumb. "Keep going whenever you feel like it" Her arms circled your waist, holding you and her lips hovered over your temple, gently kissing there.

Her breath was calm; you noticed that she had this thing where she wouldn't rush you at all, always ready to wait as long as it'd take for you. You wondered how the thought of her being a mean girl ever crossed your mind.

"You are Jessica Jung" You said, looking into her eyes. She had a curious, amused expression. "I mean, like... You could have anyone, you probably had anyone you wanted" You sheepishly said. "I am scared I have nothing much to offer" She furrowed her eyebrows a bit and then, when you really thought she was going to laugh at your concern she took a deep breath and her eyes softened.

"Honey" She started, caressing your back in an up and down motion, sending shivers down your spine. "I want you since you entered Krystal's house with your friends" Her hand made contact with your cheek. "I want you so bad that I literally had you thinking I was mad at you due to my not so subtle stare" You chuckled a bit. "Of course I have a past and it might seem intimidating at first but you also have one, as long as I hate admitting it" She rolled her eyes. "Everyone I had, everyone you had... it's past" You bit your lip and you saw her eyes trace them.

She made a pause, leaning her forehead against yours.

"You make me crazy" She took in your scent, opening her eyes to stare at your position straddling her like that. "I am here because I want you, only you" You felt the slight shift on the way she held you: not careful anymore but more tight, a bit more passionate now, pulling you in even more. "I want you so fucking bad, baby" Her lips hovered over yours. "But I'll wait until you are ready for me..." She hushed and you nearly fainted.

Your heartbeat was fast and erratic, your insides felt warm and your cheeks were burning hot. She didn't expect your next words and honestly, neither did you.

"Take me" You whispered, eyes glued to hers and lips hovering hers as well. "Please Sica..." Her eyes darkened and her hands gripped your waist, her lips aching to meet yours. "I want you to do to me everything you've been thinking of"

"Are you sure?" Damn. How could she be so attractive only asking you if you were sure? You felt your mouth dry and finally you connected her lips and yours in a chaste motion, that could barely be called a kiss but somehow it was enough answer for her.

In a quick motion your back was touching her soft mattress and her perfectly shaped lips were in yours. You didn't fight for any dominance, you really didn't even try; fighting Jessica Jung for dominance was a lost battle and of course, in that case, you didn't wanna win at all.

Her tongue slid against yours in a slow yet urgent pace. It made your pussy ache in despair as her hands held your thighs apart so she would be between them, slightly grinding down. You moaned when she traveled her tongue to your neck to lick then bite the piece of flesh, your skin hot against her lips.

"Jessica" You moaned and she smiled against your skin.

"Fuck, I was aching to hear you calling my name like that" She said, rolling your dress up and off your body. You felt a little self conscious for a moment and she realized it, quickly taking her dress off as well. "Come here, pretty girl" She pulled you to sit, attaching your lips one more time and making you shiver when she grazed one of your nipples with her thumb. Soon her kisses were to that exact spot, ripping a deep moan out of your throat.

You closed your eyes, gently holding her head in place as you felt slick between your thighs, clenching hard around nothing.

"Please" You mewled, swallowing hard when her eyes met yours and you felt her smile against your skin. Her lips went back to yours and her hand traveled to your covered pussy, the back of her fingers lightly grazing your engorged clit.

You held her shoulders with both hands, trying your best to anchor yourself as your legs trembled ever so lightly. Pulling your panties to the side, she dipped her middle finger in your slit and you whined as Jessica pulled it out, stopping your kiss to welcome her finger inside her own mouth. She purred feeling your taste and you almost fainted, entranced by that divine being upon yourself.

"You taste so fucking good, honey" She husked, licking your lips next.

Jessica softly pushed your back to touch her expensive mattress one more time, not wasting any second on ripping your panties off of you and lying on her stomach, both arms hooked under your thighs. She kissed your mound, appreciating the view of your swollen glistening pussy; soon she kissed your inner thigh, never stopping the eye contact as your eyes followed hers. When she kissed your clit, oh god, you finally let out the breath you were so desperately holding.

"Oh god" You whined, trying your best to keep your eyes open. You didn't wanna lose sight of her actions, blinking only when you absolutely had to.

How come someone seem expensive by eating pussy? Her movements were elegant and precise, not rushed by any means.

Slowly in a upright motion she licked from your slit to your clit, her tongue flat on your drenched cunt; Jessica let out a gutural moan upon tasting you, her eyes rolling a bit back, her arms squeezing your thighs as you arched your back.

"So good- oh" Was all you managed to say, biting the back of your hand to stop yourself from screaming. Your eyes went back to hers, her lips enveloping your clit to steadily suck. You cussed yourself out for losing so much time, completely forgetting why you and her were having sex just now.

That was the best head you've ever had. Her tongue was skillful, dipping in and out of you and making you see stars as her nose bumped against your clit over and over.

Your scalp started tingling and your hand automatically went to the back of her head, your thighs trapping her head between your legs as you felt the hot and cold sensation of an orgasm wash over you.

You lost track of time trying to control your shaky legs, eyes closed and limp body. You felt the bed dip beside you and her wet lips touch yours, pulling your body on top of hers to hug you so passionately, kissing your bare shoulders and cleavage.

"Take a deep breath, princess" She said right by your ear, kissing your neck next. You did your best to do as she told you, blindly kissing her lips next.

Yes you just came but you were still aroused as ever, but this time it wasn't only for your own pleasure. Your knee pressed between her legs and you witnessed her hiss, biting your lower lip.

"please let me taste you... I need you Sica, please" You whined and she smiled against your lips.

"So polite..." She guided you to be on top of her, your bare cunt above her face as you faced her own. Your mouth absolutely watered when pulling her underwear to the side, revealing her slick coated pussy.

"You are so pretty..." You whispered, sticking your tongue out to lick her. Feeling her tremble under you, you throbbed hard, moaning when you felt her pull your hips down to fully envelope your clit with her lips. "Fuck" You cried out, blindly attaching your lips to her cunt once again.

This time it felt even more electrifying because of her mouth on you too, lapping up your juices in a hungry and quite needy way; her nails dug in your skin, her moan muffled by your intimacy.

She tasted divine, felt divine under you. Not wasting any time you dipped one finger in her entrance and she held your thighs with blunt force, clenching when your whole finger entered her.

"god baby, I am going insane" She humped up ever so bossy, to guide your mouth with more force to her reddened pussy. "Yes just like that, honey" She said, attaching her mouth to your pussy once again.

Your middle finger kept hitting the same spot while her clit throbbed against your lips, your mouth wet with her slick while you kept humping her, swiping your drenched cunt all over her face to cum once again.

"D-don't stop baby, keep going just like that-" Her sentence was cut short when you felt her tense under you, her toned abs moving ever so slightly from how hard she came, followed by you once again.

You kept sucking her off trembling above her face, completely deaf to her pleas as she tried really hard to pull you off of her because you were overstimulating her almost to the point of tears.

Completely pussy drunk you let go of her with 'pop', turning to face her as she smiled at you, pulling you in for an obscene kiss, cleaning your dripping chin with her tongue.

"You did so good, baby" She whispered against your lips, a bit out of breath and you blushed hiding your face on her shoulder. She turned you over, now your back pressed against the mattress once again, getting you off guard. Jessica straddled your waist, pulling both your arms above your head to kiss your lips once again, her pussy humping yours ever so sligthly.

"Jessica" You cried out.

"yes baby, keep calling my name like that" She sucked a dark spot on your neck. "I need to have you over and over for all those weeks without being able to touch you, honey"

Her lips hovered over yours and you rolled your eyes, your body completely at her mercy once again...

[smutoperator]

this might be an obscure ask but do you think you can write smut for krystal jung?

Yes it's an open secret I'll be writing one for her 30th birthday

[apcomplexhq]

✦ Nome do personagem: Lee 'Katherine' Kari. ✦ Faceclaim e função: Krystal Jung - Atriz. ✦ Data de nascimento: 07/07/1994. ✦ Idade: 29 anos. ✦ Gênero e pronomes: Feminino, ela/dela. ✦ Nacionalidade e etnia: Estados Unidos, sul-coreana. ✦ Qualidades: Criativa, focada e sincera. ✦ Defeitos: Exigente, manipuladora e impaciente. ✦ Moradia: Elysian Fields. ✦ Ocupação: Atriz. ✦ Twitter: @EF94LK ✦ Preferência de plot: ANGST, CRACK, FLUFFY, ROMANCE, SMUT. ✦ Char como condômino: Kari é uma pessoa amigável, apesar de não aparentar. Simpática com todos, organizada e um tanto quanto sistemática com a convivência coletiva, não é a favor de barulhos incômodos e não tolera pessoas que ultrapassem seu espaço pessoal.

Biografia:

Nascida no coração de São Francisco, Katherine jamais imaginou que sua vida seria nos holofotes estadunidenses. Seus pais se mudaram para a América um pouco antes da primeira filha do casal nascer, a irmã mais velha de Kari, Madison. Viviam uma vida confortável na Alamo Square, seus pais venderam todas as economias na Coreia para alugar uma das dezenas de casinhas iguais que aquele bairro possuía, apostando todo o dinheiro na fé de que o sonho dos dois daria certo.

Sua infância parecia promissora, Kari tinha boas notas na escola e era uma garota aplicada, aos sete anos já sonhava em ser professora, aquele foi seu primeiro sonho – ao menos o primeiro ela se lembra. Sempre foi uma garota carismática e de aparência encantadora, não havia uma pessoa que não se sentia encantada pela pequena Katherine. Foi com o comentário de um amigo da família que seu pai descobriu que poderia fazer dinheiro com ela, o que foi uma experiência traumática para a garota. Aos oito anos Kari já participava de competições de miss mirim e no mesmo ano, conseguiu seu primeiro papel na indústria cinematográfica: uma figuração no Barney & Friends. Sua personagem era uma criança asiática sem desenvolvimento algum no roteiro, que ficou por alguns meses na série de televisão infantil. Esteve em algumas temporadas, o que foi suficiente para atrair atenção de emissoras maiores, como a Disney Channel.

Deveria ter vivido a infância de uma criança normal, mas passou os primeiros dezesseis anos de sua vida trabalhando em séries de televisão, teve papéis consideráveis em grandes sucessos da indústria americana, o que encheu os olhos de seu pai de pura ambição. Ele estava ganhando dinheiro com Kari, que demorou demais para perceber que havia sido explorada por sua infância e adolescência inteira. Não havia amigos, sua frequência na escola era baixa, precisava tirar notas boas, colocar dinheiro em casa. Tudo aquilo era muita responsabilidade para uma garota de dezessete anos.

E como não era de ferro, Kari adoeceu. Adoeceu justo quando seu pai havia conseguido uma série unicamente para si, onde seria a protagonista. Aquilo dividiu a família Lee, sua mãe finalmente abrindo os olhos para o que seu pai estava fazendo consigo. Tudo o que ela queria era sair dos holofotes, viver uma vida normal. Foi assim que sua mãe se divorciou de seu pai, mantendo a guarda das duas filhas quando tomou a decisão de voltar à Coreia, onde sabia que conseguiria cuidar de suas garotas, longe de toda mídia.

Katherine conseguiu transferência para uma nova escola e terminou o ensino médio, mas as coisas ainda não pareciam certas para si. Novamente não fez amigos, a adaptação à nova cultura foi difícil e nada parecia lhe fazer encontrar seu lugar no mundo. Infelizmente, havia uma única coisa no mundo que ela sabia fazer: atuar. Dessa vez, por livre e espontânea vontade com todo o dinheiro que havia acumulado nos Estados Unidos, cursou artes cênicas na Universidade Nacional de Artes da Coreia.

Recebeu seu primeiro papel significativo em 2018, em Wise Prison Life. Kim Jiho foi a personagem que abriu as portas para Kari na indústria cinematográfica coreana. Foi um caminho difícil, principalmente por ter sua figura associada a peças infantis ou adolescentes, o que assombra os pensamentos da coreana com frequência. Não tenta esconder a infância que teve, mas prefere não falar sobre ela. E, apesar de ter conseguido se estabelecer em um novo lugar, nunca mais teve contato com seu pai, mas sabe que frequentemente tenta brigas judiciais contra sua mãe.

Atualmente tenta levar sua vida da forma mais leve possível, buscando todos os dias viver um pouco do que lhe foi tirado na infância. Foi privada das experiências simples, como fazer amigos, sair à passeios, viver o primeiro amor, coisas do tipo. Se culpa um pouco por tudo o que aconteceu, o que é um pensamento que sua mãe tenta tirar de sua cabeça, sendo extremamente compreensiva com Kari. Precisando de certo espaço pessoal e sabendo que sua mãe e sua irmã mereciam um tempo sozinhas, Kari decidiu se mudar para Acropolis, afinal, com tudo o que havia conquistado, conseguiria se manter sozinha em um lugar que finalmente poderia chamar de seu. Apesar da fama, Kari apenas deseja realizar um único desejo: encontrar seu lugar no mundo.

[yulyeong-hq]

Bem-Vinda, @yul_yerin! 즐기되 조심하라.

Nome do personagem: Kim Yerin. Faceclaim: Krystal Jung - Atriz. Nascimento: 11/01/1995. Nacionalidade e etnia: EUA, coreana. Ocupação: Escritora. Bairro: Joyang-dong.

TW na bio: Menção a traição.

BIOGRAFIA

Criada em uma família tradicional coreana de grande influência, Yerin nunca chegou a conhecer o verdadeiro sentido da palavra liberdade. Sua vida estava escrita até os mínimos detalhes antes mesmo de nascer; como um roteiro de um filme que prometia ser um sucesso de bilheteria. O que ninguém esperava, no entanto, é que tudo iria desmoronar no fim das contas. Contrariando as vontades de sua família pelo o que parecia ser a primeira vez, Yerin ingressou na faculdade para estudar literatura e antes mesmo de se graduar, recebeu a notícia de que casaria com o filho mais velho de uma família influente, pelo bem dos negócios. Unir as duas famílias seria vantajoso para ambas as partes. Então, poucos meses depois de sua tão sonhada graduação, numa cerimônia espalhafatosa, Yerin viu-se caminhando pelo altar, indo diretamente para os braços do seu infeliz destino; pronta para viver os anos mais mentirosos de sua vida. O filme estava para começar.

Os anos seguintes foram um borrão de mentiras e fingimento; cada palavra, ato e sorriso foram previamente planejados de forma que as duas famílias ficassem com a imagem de exemplo moral a ser seguido. Mal sabiam que tudo não passava de um grande espetáculo, todos ali desempenhavam seus papéis bem demais, até o dia em que a realidade ameaçou destruir a vida perfeita de cada um. Tudo foi por água abaixo quando uma das amantes de seu até então marido foi a público, anunciar o caso de longa data com o magnata; foi a primeira vez que Yerin sorriu em muito tempo. O anúncio do divórcio do casal veio logo em seguida, sua família estava soterrada em vergonha, ocupados demais tentando consertar o irreparável; as cortinas enfim haviam se fechado, o filme acabou. Ela estava livre da gaiola de ouro em que foi mantida por tantos anos.

Seu conforto durante todos esses anos estava entre as páginas dos livros, as palavras eram suas fiéis companheiras, seu único alento em noites de insônia. Sob um pseudônimo, escreveu alguns livros um tempo depois; o teor melancólico e intimista presente nos seus textos deu a ela certo reconhecimento nacional, mas os fantasmas de sua vida passada ainda rondavam por entre as brechas de sua sonhada liberdade. Decidida a mudar de ares, mudou-se para Sokcho, a fim de deixar todo o passado turbulento para trás de uma vez por todas.

OOC: +18. Temas de interesse: Friendship, shipping, angst, fluff, smut.

[usedpidemo]

Traction (Krystal Jung)

Glass of champagne in hand, sitting on the driver’s seat, you sigh wistfully. If only you had the keys to the car you’re seated in. Only God knows how much you despise attending casual parties, much more a corporate one. You don’t even own an Audi; the Mercedes you showed up in confirms this. Yet here you are, a participant at the former’s reveal for their latest electric model. Like the sound of the battery that will power a majority of vehicles in the near future, you run through the motions in a quiet, dull manner. It's not even the slightest bit discreet. You didn't want to be there, but the friend who desperately was looking for someone to invite as a 1+1 bothered you until you finally caved in.

Bodies of suited men and women, all holding identical wine glasses, discuss useless babble that most likely doesn’t even involve the car. You’re slowly succumbing to sleepiness. Not from alcohol, but from boredom. Keeping your eyes open becomes an increasingly difficult action. Can’t even bother your friend since he’s off partying somewhere in the ballroom’s dance floor. Who knows, maybe he remembers to send you back to your hotel room, provided that he isn’t completely inebriated. Which isn’t going to happen at all.

A creak of the door and a slight shake of the ride snaps you out of your drowsy daze. Look around and a woman has joined you, sitting on the passenger side. She lets out a weary yawn, sharing the same level of uninterest as you. You turn away from her, wanting to re enter sleep again. Then you feel a gentle tap on your shoulder.

“Hey.” She whispers matter-of-factly. Can’t be bothered to talk right now, try again in a million years.

Nope. Another pull of your shoulder. Resist as much as you want, she’ll eventually annoy you enough into a conversation. Get the chitchat out of the way so she can leave you alone, you say to yourself.

With only half an eye open, you return your focus to the woman. “What?” Your voice is deep sounding. Through blurred vision, you can find her slightly chuckling.

“Having a good night?” She asks matter-of-factly.

Shake your head. “What do you think?” Returning her question with obvious sarcasm. Anyone with a brain can tell you want to be anywhere else except there. She laughs, much more apparent than earlier.

With your sight returning, you recognize the woman as Soojung, otherwise known as Krystal Jung. One benefit of these random parties are the notable figures you end up meeting. Most of them are quickly forgotten, but not her. You preferred her more than Jessica after all. Seeing your celebrity crush in the flesh immediately sparks life back into you.

“O-oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize—”

“It’s fine.” Soojung interrupts your apology. “I’m just as bored as you are. So, what brings you here?”

“A friend. Not really a fan of cars, especially Audis. You?”

“Brand model. But I’m much more of an Italian girl, if you know what I’m saying.”

While listening to Soojung speak, your eyes can’t help but gaze at her clear, silky skin. She was just as gorgeous as you’ve fantasized and imagined. It made your heart pound a lot more casually chatting with your dream girl. Your cheeks involuntarily contort into a smile, which she returns.

“Yeah, I get that. Anything less would be demeaning for a woman with such beauty as you.”

“Oh. Those are some very flattering words,” she says after taking a sip of her drink.

Cover your mouth with your hands, surprised at yourself. You couldn’t believe that just came out of your mouth. Such a natural way of conveying them too. Heart and mind go to war against each other. This might be the only time for you to confess, but at the same time, it would be embarrassing to let your feelings out like a child. Are you really going to do this?

Maybe you’ll never see her again. If only you brought your f(x) album for her to sign.

Fuck it.

“I-I have something to say.” This time, the words come from nervous lips.

“Go on.” Soojung has this small aura of intimidation that grips you, causing you to shift uncomfortably in your seat. But you have to be strong. A constant reminder in your head that you may never speak to Krystal Jung again when the night is over.

“I-I really like you, you know.”

Her eyebrows rise. “What do you mean by that? We only just met.”

“The thing is…” Beads of sweat slowly drip down your face. Your body’s obviously shuddering with fear. Her striking gaze is on yours, while you’re unable to face her directly. “I preferred you over your sister. I was a MeU and you’ve been my bias for the longest time. So…”

“Aw, that’s sweet. Thank you for that.” Her calm, soothing voice of approval removes the tension you’ve been feeling. “I miss being an idol too.”

“Really wished I brought my album to sign if I knew you’d be here,” you say with a melancholic sigh. She looks away for a moment, deep in thought. Then it hits her.

“I think I can do something better than that.”

“What do you mean?”

Soojung drinks the last of her beverage before placing the glass on one of the cupholders. “You and me, we’re both bored right?”

“Yeah? And?”

“How about we fuck, right here.”

You gape your mouth in shock. You’re in disbelief that your crush and bias is offering to have sex, and the way she says it so casually adds to the madness of it all. Slurp the rest of your own wine to calm you down. Letting her proposal sink in is much harder than the round of alcohol coursing through your veins.

“Here? Inside this car?” you ask, still wrapping your mind around her suggestion.

“Unless you want to do it on the hood or on the back, then we can do that.”

“What? No! I mean, yes! I’ve been dreaming about you, well, imagining you as my ideal woman!” She laughs as you panic and start spazzing out words loosely. Either your drunkenness or admiration for Soojung is making you speak impulsively. Or both?

Soojung cups your face and directs it facing hers, stopping you from running your mouth. A gummy smile calms your nerves down again. It’s like she’s your pacifier. Your heart could burst from your chest at any point. The tension inside the vehicle can be cut with a knife. That won’t stop you from giving in to your carnal desires. In fact, it arouses you even more.

Your hand grabs onto her waist as she contorts her body towards yours. Her lips draw you in, resulting in a searing, passionate first kiss. Not sure if the wine or lipstick made the taste much sweeter than expected. It can’t be. It’s just her. The warm gaze, the inviting pull of her mouth—everything about Soojung that attracted you in the first place. All natural and delectable. You may have snacked on some meals earlier, but this is the main course.

Neither of you minded the enclosed space you were both in. It’s not like your friend or anyone was looking for you, or even remembered you at all. At least, not during the moment.

Her hand guides yours steadily down her black dress. Never releasing her lock on your lips, a breathy hum huffs right at your mouth. A quick look down and you realize you’ve somehow slipped inside her gown. She giggles while hiking the skirt up, revealing black underwear intruded by your clasp. One touch and you feel the dampness from her crotch. Soojung gasps at your gentle tap.

“Oh, fuck, I’ve been looking for someone to spice things up.”

That’s all she needed to say to set your lust on fire. Trigger fingers begin learning on the fly, poking at the sensitive nub that incites pleasure over her wanton body. The constant wet sensation spreading over your digits spurs you on too. Soon you find yourself stroking her clit at a steady rhythm. Soojung spreads her legs wider while she arches her back against the leather seat. Cruise control.

The electric vehicle begins rocking with her quivering and frantic shaking. You’ve imagined this scenario in your head countless times as a teen with raging hormones. Never in your wildest dreams did you think it would actually happen. A little faster and maybe you suddenly wake up alone realizing it’s just fantasy. Not tonight.

Soojung’s mouth is wide, spewing out moans and swears not present in her idol image. You enjoy hearing her whimper at the whim of your fingers that it’s almost sensory overload.

“I-I’m gonna...cum! Cum!”

Her impending climax pushes you to drive her even crazier. Eyes on the road, hands on the wheel. You watch as the puddle in her panties expands slowly as her wet juices leak out. A blow out occurs as she orgasms, her voice roaring like an engine with a powerful groan while her cum gushes and spills all over the seats and matting. One look and you understand that she’s a guzzler for sure.

Skew out of her panties and lick your fingers clean. Delicious. Her taste fuels you up for more.

Let her cool down for a minute before resuming. That’s only just the warm-up. Her glazed eyes shift left and right, struggling to remain open. Her juices are the best signature you could have asked for. Maybe she’ll get up and leave before she completely ruins herself. Either way, you’re going home a winner.

She drags her body out of the passenger seat and crutches on the vehicle to reach the back. You quickly join her, eagerly anticipating her next move.

Soojung leans against the boot, legs wobbling loosely. “Come on. If those fingers can do that, how about that cock of yours?”

Who were you to refuse such a request? The belt comes loose, and so do your pants and boxers. Her eyes widen at the sight of your erect shaft while you pump yourself into quick hardness. You’re so focused on giving it to her that you neglect looking around the large room for any suspicious businessmen. Whatever. She bites her lip, preparing herself to take the brunt of your dick in her tunnel.

A quick dash of launch control and you’re comfortably sheathed inside her velvety walls. Her whine spikes up, echoing around the ballroom. It’s the loudest noise heard by no one but you. Slender legs snake around your waist. Another layer of safety from letting go of the wheel. Soojung grips your ass with her palms, then you rev up too. Breaths are becoming heavier.

Fuck a blindspot. Allow them to catch you fucking behind the latest car. Traction gradually slips as you slam your tip against her depths. Her butt bumps repeatedly against the back of the vehicle, serving as improvised hydraulics. She continues to whine against your airless gasps; a sharp contrast of high and low sound. Watchful eyes follow the bounce of her breasts hiding behind a thick sheet of clothing. You wish you could tear it off and dive in, but some awareness keeps you from the tempting act.

Her collarbone and neck make for a consolation prize. Not that her hot, tight pussy was grand enough—you just hoped it was both your bodies tangled up in nakedness. Her nails claw up your back and rake your hair. Your lips trail to hers, muffling her sensual shrieks. Pumping inside her womb steadily increases. You could sense a gasket about to blow imminently. Nevertheless, you press forward, unwilling to brake. It’s what she wanted and it’d be shameful if you stopped prematurely.

Without a word you combust. The heat in your loins finally causes you to blow up. A deep groan against her neck and you spill thick cum in her warmth. It flows. Continually. Ten seconds of agonizing but cathartic pleasure mixed with pain. No red light to stop you from filling her with a full load.

The safety belt around your waist loosens and falls. Your cock slips from her slit. Engrossed in bliss you let the feeling run over you that your other parts shut down during the climax. It’s the only crash you ever want to end up in. Soojung clings to the vehicle for support, her body trembling uncontrollably from being fucked. Closed roof and yet you both end up messy.

You hold onto her in a tight embrace, unwilling legs standing on shaky foundations. Only now does it fully sink in that you've just pounded the girl you’ve been dreaming about for a long time.

“Fuck, that was amazing.” Her words are drawn out and heavy. “I’ve never felt so full.”

Your only responses are deep breaths. It’s sufficient enough to convey how you feel.

“C’mon, I’m getting bored of this place. Stop by at my hotel room?”

An involuntary nod and you both proceed to drive each other wild for the rest of the night. To the surprise of one customer two weeks later, they find a piece of black underwear on the passenger floor of their newly purchased car.

(A/N: Been listening to f(x) a lot recently. Anyone else who listens to aespa probably feels the same way when it comes to their sound. This one feels a lot more reminiscent of my earlier stuff. lol.)

[soojungstal]

Morning Call

Warning: Smut, GxG, KrystalxFemReader

Krystal woke up when she felt something crawling inside the blanket and her night pajamas. She's feeling tired since you and her made love last night.

She then start feeling kisses on her nape and neck. Her breathing became ragged at that.

"Soojung?" You mumbled while kissing her neck.

"Y-yeah?" She can't even talk properly and she's already breathing heavily.

"I love you..." You said making her blush. Krystal don't want to hear that words since the day they you became lovers because it's making her blush and she's hiding it through rolling her eyes that's why you always call her "mean" but not now.

"I'm tired... We just made love last night." She told you.

"Then I'll make you more tired and sore till you can't walk anymore. You have no schedule this week anyway."

Krystal can't really believe how you became sexy and wild when it comes to bed, because when it's just a normal day, you don't look like someone who can ravage her in bed and make her feminity sore.

"I have a practice tomorrow for our 1st concert..."

"Really? Alright then, I'll go with you tomorrow." You mumbled as you left hickeys on Krystal's shoulder.

"I hate you." The other girl said.

"And I love you more."

You skillfully unbuttoned her night pajamas from behind. Krystal is not wearing a bra when sleeping so it's easy for you to just massage her healty twins after unbuttoning her pajama tops.

Krystal bit her lower lip as she was engulfed with your flame and starts feeling the pleasure you're giving her.

She released a throathy breath when she felt your fingers playing with her nipples.

You harshly pull the thick blanket covering both of your clothed body and threw it somewhere before crawling on top of Krystal. You brushed your lips to Krystal's lips teasing her to kiss back. Krystal obliged and kiss you slowly and passionately with her eyes closed. Krystal felt your smile throught their kiss that made her heart flutter.

You pulled off and looks at Krystal who's now slowly opening her eyes. You look straightly through Krystal eyes seeing the happiness she have in those cute yet deadly eyes.

"I feel cold, you threw the blanket away." Krystal whined as she find her way through your neck and wraps her arms around it. You lowered your head to kiss Krystal's neck and the other girl tilted her head to the side for you to have a better access on that certain part of her body.

"Don't leave marks there, they'll wonder where I'd get that." Krystal mumbled.

You trail kisses from her neck to her collarbone.

"D-damn..." She mumbled as she bit her lower lip when she felt her your teeth bit her skin and felt a stinging pain and suck it afterwards surely living a visible mark there.

You move down to her chest and continues trailing kisses between the valley of her breasts before proceeding in sucking Krystal's little soldiers.

Krystal arched her back and slams her hand on both of her side before gripping the bedsheet hard as she feel the sensation and too much pleasure.

"F-fuck..." She cursed and closed her mouth to prevent releasing such seductive moans. The aircon is not much of a help since she's feeling so hot and beads of sweat are forming on her forehead.

When you're making love, Krystal doesn't want you hearing her moans as much as possible but it's hard to do it when her you're giving her so much to feel. Excitement, contentment, happiness and intense pleasure.

"A-ahh..." She moans lowly and gripped the bedsheets on both of her side.

You slide your finger inside Krystal's underwear and touch her clit making the latter gasp.

"What do you want me to do?" You whispered on her wife's ear while rubbing her clit. Krystal didn't espond as she was focusing on the pleasure she's feeling, eyes closed while biting her lips, it was the hottest look of Krystal at the moment.

You rubbed her clit faster and Krystal's hips is also moving, trying to ride on the rhythm.

"M-more..." She said between gasping and moaning quietly.

"What? I can't hear you" You teased.

"P-please... I need m-ahh!" She didn't get to finish her words and instantly moans when you stuck two fingers inside her and starts to thrust in and out slowly.

She wrapped her arms around your neck and buried her face on the crook of it, muffling moans she's trying not to release.

"P-please... please..." She whispered on your neck while panting, her legs wrapped around your waist, constantly moving her hips to feel more pleasure.

You kiss her shoulder before asking, "Tell me what to do Krystal and I'll gladly obliged." your seductive voice sent chills down her spine and made her aroused more.

"M-make love with--ahh... me" She hardly said. You fasten your pace inside her walls that made her insane.

"Don't s-stop... please... please!" Her walls suddenly tighten around your fingers indicating that she's going to cum.

You hissed when she bit the skin on your neck pretty hard and suck it leaving a hickey, she did it few times on your neck to prevent herself from moaning loud and you can't do anything but take all the painful bites. Krystal can be dangerous at times but you also love when she reacts like this.

"I'm cumming..." She said with her eyes focused on you, biting her lips as she saw those beads of sweats forming on your forehead, she thought that it was the hottest thing she ever see that morning.

"I-I can't hold any l-longer..." She said in almost a high pitch. A few more thrust and she bucked her hips for the last time, body convulsing as she cum on your fingers.

You just smirked at the sight of her closing her eyes, panting while her chest heaves up and down trying to breath some air. You started moving your fingers again and she flinched.

"H-hajima... I'm still s-sensitive! Aah~!" She slapped your arms and held your hand trying to stop you from moving inside her.

"I'm g-gonna cum again." She slammed her other hand on the bed and gripped the bedsheets hard. She arched her back and notntoo long when she cums on your finger again.

"I'm e-exhausted..." She said in between her pants. You looked at her face and smiled at her sight.

Messy hair, eyes closed, red face and lips swollen from constant biting and kissing. You pulled out your fingers from her making her moan again, she still manage to glare at you after the exhaustion you made her feel.

You stood up to fetch the blanket you threw earlier before going back to lay doen beside her and cover her half naked body with the blanket. She switched her position to face you and just stares at you. You stared back straightly to her eyes and wipes off the sweats on her forehead before kissing her there. She find it sweet when you do that after you made love because it made her feel lovable.

"Aww! What was that for?!" You whined when she pinched your arm in the most painful way.

"Unfair, I was almost naked while you're fully clothed. And, we just made love last night! I feel so sore down there! Were you aroused just this morning?" She asked while glaring at you, you rubbed the part of your arm she pinched before pouting.

"I don't know, atleast I made you moa--aww!" You once again felt the pain of her pinch. Her face blushing but hiding it with her usual annoyed face.

After that you two became quiet when you felt her tracing something on your neck.

"It's pretty dark, I think it'll stay for atleast a week. This can be spotted easily, ugh just why do you have to- nvm." She whinned, still her eyes is glued on your neck.

"Yeah, that's because you bit it pretty hard. It stings you know?" You said. You know that it's not just one but many. She just smirked and looks at you with the visible emotion in her eyes.

'Love'

"I love you" You whispered but it's enough for her to hear.

"I hate you" She said rolling her eyes, her usual reaction.

You held her hand that's tracing on your neck and interwines it with yours. Krystal just stares at you weirdly before spotting the smile plastered on your face. She look at your hand and hers and instantly knew the reason why you smiled. It's a promise ring that nobody knows except the two of you, the fans have been noticing the ring Krystal's wearing but they don't know the meaning of it since there's no other idol that's wearing it so they thought that it's a promise ring for herself and not anyone else.

She smiled but hides it instantly. She doesn't know how to express how she loves you so she intend to act cold when it comes to sweet things but you know more than anyone that she loves you too.

"Come on, let's sleep. I know I made you tired again." You said before sliding your arm under her head and made it as her pillow before kissing her forehead once again.

You just smiled when you glance at her and saw that her eyes are already closed.

"What a sleepy baby."

-

[Note: This is my first time writing smut soo-- nvm please follow me on my instagram fro more kpop/krystal content (@cessy_jng) thank you!]

[girlgrouptrash101]

Krystal (f(x)) as Your Girlfriend

Request: “can u plsplspls do krystal as your gf? hehe thanks 💖 ur cool”

“Hey can u write a krystal x reader or krystal as ur girlfriend? She’s my ulti as well, so I’d love to read sth from someone who loves her as much as I do uwu Also ur talented as hell! xx”

A/N: literally my ult of ults,,, krystal i LOVE YOU jfghewrli

- C

Krystal had liked you for a while, but the only person she told initially was Jessica, and eventually, she let her members in on the secret too

She was way too shy to ever ask you out, no matter how much Sica egged her on, she just couldn’t do it.

Eventually, she finally gave in and asked for her friends and her sister to give her advice on how she should ask you out - She ended up taking you on a simple walk and confessing, contrary to Amber’s suggestion of ‘Pay a pilot to tie your confession on the back of a plane and fly across Seoul’

Museum and Art Gallery dates, just because she’s always had an eye for that kind of thing, and you’re willing to go anywhere just to see a smile on Krystal’s face

you find it so endearing to see her explain each piece of art or sculpture with her own unique point of view, and after a while, she teaches you enough that you often just spend hours talking about your different perspectives of artists’ work

You always have your phone or a camera on hand, because Krystal is a huge fan of candid photos, and most of them end up on her Instagram

she’s quite cryptic though, so she’ll often post photos of you holding hands or walking side by side, but she never includes your face

Krystal is quite an introverted person, so she wants to keep her dating life private because she knows that media exposure could interfere with your lives and that you may not be comfortable with that sort of thing

Baby Jung struggles with her emotions sometimes, she tends to keep things bottled up until everything just gets too much and she breaks down

you always make sure you’re there for her when things get a bit much for her, she doesn’t trust anyone else with her thoughts apart from Jessica

she just slumps into your arms, letting out all her pent up frustration and tears while you listen to her, playing with her hair and reassuring her when she needs it

And Krystal appreciates that so much more than you’ll ever know, because she’s grown up in an industry where no one listens, no one cares, and no one wants to know what you’re going through, because to everyone else, she’s living a perfect life.

Secretly really cuddly and clingy when she wants to be, but she’ll never ever act like that around anyone else - and if you tease her for it then she’ll be pissed and won’t cuddle you until she’s done sulking

Whenever you ask for kisses she always pushes you away, telling you you’re gross and mushy - until she sees a pout and she grabs your collar, pulling you in for a kiss that leaves you speechless every time

if Krystal is teasing you, all you have to do is go to your fridge and pull out a cucumber and she will YEET out of the situation

gets so embarrassed by your antics, especially if it’s in public or if you’re doing something dumb with her members (especially amber wbk)

Whenever Krystal has to go away with work, she hates saying goodbye to you, because you're the only person who completes her so perfectly and she always wants you by her side

so whenever she's allowed, she always tries to take you with her on her travels, whether it be work or leisure

she loves making memories with you, and you both find yourself recalling them when you're snuggled up late at night in bed, chatting about your favourite times together

at the end of the day, she always helps you take your makeup or whatever off and cleans your face and you do the same for her

she always makes fun of you though, or like smacks your face really hard with the sponge, and both of you are just laughing your heads off at it, not even getting your faces clean by the end of the night

Krystal may act a little possessive or jealous at times, but it's just because she loves you so much and doesn't ever want to lose you

you always take the time to reassure her that you're hers though, and she usually ends up responding with something like, "Oh really? Then prove it."

and you just grab her by the waist and pull her in, kissing her in front of everyone and making her mind go blank

Krystal loves breakfast in bed because it means that you're getting to lie in, and she loves the peace that comes when it's just the two of you

She feels like she can really and truly breathe again, not being surrounded by cameras and people, she could relax and put her mind at ease for a few hours, and she loved it.

Not to mention the fact that you cook some mean pancakes and have the best cuddles, Krystal couldn't ask for more

When Krystal gets frustrated, she often can't find the words to tell you what's going on so she writes it all down and gives it to you, knowing her hand won't betray her like her mouth often does

whenever she compliments you she whispers it in your ear and it never fails to send chills down your spine and put a blush on your face

and she always calls you baby, because she knows how flustered it makes you and she thinks it's really cute

Krystal is super duper caring even if she's not the best at showing it, and she does everything with you in mind, and that's just what love is all about :')

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A switch

she often tops when she's pissed off, grunting with each thrust and doing her best to get all her pent up anger out

she gets super soft after though, making sure that it still feels good and that she didn't hurt you in any way

Krystal often tries to hide her moans from you, unless she knows that you have a 100% of not being heard

she's super good at taking the time to learn your body, knowing exactly what gets you going and all the right places for her to hit

She'd love for you to mark up her skin, but she always has to remind you not to do it in anywhere visible or else the press and cameras would easily pick it up and start asking questions

when Krystal is tired but in the mood, she just pulls you to your bed, lying down and spreading her legs for you

after you've made her come a few times, she drifts off to sleep and you can't help but laugh at how much of a pillow princess she can be at times

Krystal gets super shy whenever you send nudes, but she saves every picture and keeps them in a locked folder on her phone for when she's missing you ;)

one time you found it and teased her - she just rolled her eyes and smashed her lips against yours, giving you a night you'd remember for a long time.

gets embarrassed with eye contact for the most part, but sometimes she just can't help herself when her eyes meet your hooded ones, and she lets out a long moan of your name

low-key loves it when she's pleasuring you and you pull her hair to bring her closer to you, it always makes her feel like she's doing a good job

when Krystal is turned on you'll know about it, because what baby Jung wants, baby Jung gets

is not afraid to bite you or get a little rough when she needs to

always turns into a clingy mess afterwards, wrapping her hands around you, falling asleep, and not letting go until she wakes up

[authorhjk1]

Hi again author-nim. I saw a recent ask about Krystal and suddenly went to look for more content, I hope its her time to shine now considering how scarce her content is here on Tumblr. I hope you can be the game changer for second gen since more second gen content are starting to be discovered now by other readers out there.

May I suggest for two fics iydm? Pretty pls.

For the first fic:

For the second fic:

Have a great week ahead of you and stay safe! Peace.

Sparkling Silver

(Krystal Jung X Male Reader)

You look sexy in a suit. That's what she said. And as soon as she did say that, you knew what was gonna happen soon.

While most of your days do end in sex these days, Krystal's compliment indicated that she would take advantage of you even before the two of you got home. She got invited to an art gallery, hence the fancy dress. She brought you along as her plus one, despite you not caring about paintings or art or whatever in the slightest.

The only reason you're here, is because Krystal asked you to. And whenever she does take you with her to these events, you can be sure that she will reward you afterwards. In one way or another. After seeing her in that dress, you really hope it's sex. Especially after she gave you that compliment, when the two of you entered the gallery. A nice car and nice clothes are cool and all, but Krystal has something else that is of much more worth to you. And you can't wait for this event to end, so you can get your hands on it.

To be fair though, you aren't the one who often gets inappropriate in public. Whenever you're out with Krystal, you make sure you behave, knowing that her image is very important. But sometimes, she doesn't seem to care much. A kiss here, a bite of your earlobe there. A glance towards your crotch while she talks with someone else. A hand on your thigh, when the two of you sit next to each other.

It alll builds up to one thing. And it seems like you're getting exactly that right now. Because Krystal just stole you away from the group of people the two of you were talking to and is now leading you to one of the restrooms.

As soon as the door closes behind you, you pin Krystal against it. You capture her lips with your own as you reach down to cup her tits. You've wanted to do that since you first saw her in this silver dress. Her body looks so slim and tight in it. Only her tits and her ass stand out.

"I really love this dress."

You mumble into the kiss, making Krystal smile.

"I know. And I just get so wet whenever you wear an all black suit."

She almost moans into your mouth. You keep groping her tits as the two of you talk between kisses.

"Is that why you bought me so many?"

"Shut up."

Krystal presses her lips against yours once more. Her tongue explores your mouth. Eventually, Krystal drops down and takes off your pants. She strokes your cock a couple of times, before taking it in her mouth.

Your head rolls back, your hand resting on hers as she sucks you off. For a while, the only sounds in this restroom are the sucking noises of Krystal giving you head. She makes sure to look up at you as she covers your cock in her spit.

"Oh, fuck yes!"

Krystal lets out a high pitched moan as you make her cum all over your face. She is bent over the sink, her dress bunched up around her waist. You lick her lips and her thighs, cleaning up the mess she made. Every lick makes her flinch, still sensitive from her orgasm mere seconds ago.

Once you stand up, you align your cock with her tight pussy. With one smooth thrust, you bury yourself deep inside the young millionaire. She moans your name, telling you to fuck her hard. So you do exactly that. Holding onto her waist, you thrust forward, before backing up again. Only a couple of moments later, you're fully fucking Krystal from behind, making her moan against the mirror. Her eyes are fixated on herself as she watches herself getting pounded like a whore.

"Yes, baby. Deeper."

You drive yourself further into her, making sure you pleasure her as much as possible.

"Fuck me hard. Make me cum."

Her voice becomes higher as she says that last word and you can feel that Krystal is getting close once more. You hear someone knocking on the door.

"Occupied!"

You shout, right before you pick up the pace.

"Yes! Ruin me!"

You wonder if the person on the other side heard her.

Focusing back on Krystal, you reach around her waist with one hand, looking for her clit. Once you found it, you start playing with it. She suddenly starts to buck her hips in your direction. Her moans become higher, louder.

The two of you make eye contact through the mirror. Her eyes are begging you to give her another mind blowing orgasm. A moment later, her head drops between her shoulders. You focus on her ass, watching how it shakes with every thrust you deliver.

Until you finally push Krystal to the edge once more. Her thighs shake. A high moan. Her back arched further. And then you feel her pussy clamping down around you. It's walls squeezing your cock. Her body wants you to cum inside of her. And you are not one to decline such an offer.

Youu keep fucking Krystal through her orgasm. Both of your hands are now holding onto her still clothed tits. You enjoy the familiar feeling of her mounds in your palms. Leaning down a little, you kiss the naked skin on her exposed shoulders.

One last groan into her ear and you unload inside of her. Krystal sighs, her body taking your load with practiced ease.

"This felt so good. So freeing."

She says and you notice how relaxed she sounds now.

"Are we going back to this insanely interesting event, that is not at all boring?"

Your complaints in the car on your way hear were duely noted already. And silenced with a quick blowjob.

Krystal turns around, letting your cock slip out of her cum filled pussy. She grabs your tie and pulls you in for another deep kiss.

"Lets see how long it takes until they notice we're gone."

You grin at her, placing your hands on her thighs.

"I'll make sure they hear you loud and clear."

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Hi everyone!

I hope you enjoyed the next chapter of the series. I've been working a lot on the next SNDS Village chapter, hence the lack of posts. I was hoping to finish it today, but I'm only at around 65%. Turns out the chapter contains way more scenes than I first thought it would. I will be finishing it within this week, so stay tuned, it's coming soon.

Stay healthy, everyone!

[kunlunroleplay]

  Alcazar of pleasure

Wanted  at Kunlun: Krystal

Just on the outskirts of seoul, hidden beyond the mountains surrounded by a dark forest, in a mystical village called Kunlun, cloaked by magical beings is an ethereal castle no mere human has ever gone before. Concealed in plain sight, invisible to them, like a fold in the universe, even if they ventured through the land they would never see, feel, hear or smell us. Here, resides a beautiful fantasy world of wolves, shamans, vampyrs, gumihos, and hybrid kittens and hares that are all welcomed to unfurl their hearts to their deepest desires.

The wolves and shamans alike own the world, CEO’s and billionaires that no one would be able to tell the secrets hidden underneath their skin without a hybrid’s sense of smell. They won’t lose without a fight. Gumiho’s, kittens and hares are sold to the highest bidder, whomever would be so bold to pay the castle their weight in gold.

Shove away all of your inhibitions and trust that here we don’t fall in love, we fall in lust.

  ❃❃ GUIDELINES ❃❃ ML FEMALES ❃❃ ML MALES ❃❃  ❃❃ PETS HB❃❃  MASTERS HB ❃❃

❃❃ WANTED CONNECTIONS ❃❃

[kaitaekook]

Chapter 2

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 4699

Warning: Mature themes implied.

Previous: Ch 01

In my 5 year absence, the thought of hating this man anymore than I already do was an unrealistic one. At least that’s what I would have liked to think. What other offense could he possibly commit to tarnish his image any further in my mind. I was more than sure it was impossible. But it was as if he had a checklist. Of course, the man I remembered was a teenager. His latest offense is one I had not taken into account; that over those 5 years his teenage physique have morphed into a sturdy stature of an Adonis. His arua more sinister than I could have ever predict, complimenting those chiseled features and merciless edges of his body that I resented. I resented the contrast between his sun kissed skin and the pink tint of his soft, supple, candy lips. His tongue taunting me as he slides it over to glaze them daringly. I resented the way my skin heated when I remember all ways that wet muscle made my body shake in need— all it was capable of or the way my eyes dilated as they soaked in the sight of his wide chest. It was all too much at once, my senses overloading and I start to feel light headed till he speaks up. It’s faint. A baffled whisper. “Rummie” A name only he used to call me. A name once so endearing; only ever spoken after a soft kiss, empty promise or passionate fuck, was now cold and perplexed. Slipping from those agonizing lips like a curse that could inflict misfortune upon him— Atreus or better yet, the return of some sinister mastermind.

Once the old name settled into the night air followed by a shaky breath it was as if a switch is flicked. Knowing that he is so unsettled by the truth; that it wasn’t his guilty conscious playing games with him. That I was actually standing before him after years, was a pleasant reminder of who I had become left leaving Seoul. It wasn’t for nothing and there really was no need to run. Especially not from him. “I-I’ve never seen— I mean, imagined you this way. This dress... everything really...” I scoff. “Let’s not pretend like you thought of me at all” as harsh has the words sound, they don’t seem to have registered. His mind far too invested in something else. His large hands racking through his brown hair before falling at his sides in clenched fits. Bemused, I obverse his furrowed brows and the knot in his jaw. The way he’s blinking 40 times per minute and shifting his weight from one leg to the other. I watch him struggle besides himself, making a painful attempt to stop his curious stare from taking me in fully. I was his unnamed fruit of Eden: his forbidden temptation provoking in him the desire to know me for all that I am. As much as every fiber within him wanted to resist, not knowing what allowing himself to indulge in my image could possibly mean. The urge to be awakened by this old flame was stronger. Ravaging my body with his stare till there was nothing left to see. A wicked smile comes across my face, my hands moving up my body slowly, allowing him to follow. His breath gets caught in his throat when I readjust my coat. Pulling at the material that kept most of my torso encased, letting it fall open completely. Giving him something to look at so his mind didn’t have to wonder too far. From the way his Adam’s apple quaked I know I had done him a favor. His eyes are blown out now, unable to retreat to the safety of whatever surrounds us, finding all interest in my newly exposed flesh. My smile sickenly-sweet as I make no move to deter him. The seconds seem to push on a lot longer with his eyes strained on my skin. “Don’t look too hard now Oppa, you might find something you like” I step closer, my voice a warm pur of encouragement. He moves backwards immediately, shaking his head, wanting nothing more than to deny my words. The confused expression has returned. “This- this isn’t you... not the way you speak, not the way you look. This dress” his head continues to shake in denial. “What are you doing here, Ahreum?” I ignore the question. “Come on, Kai. If I’m not who you’re thinking of who else could I possibly be?” my tone sarcastic. I’m waiting patiently for the witch chants, fire and pitch forks from Sm’s towns people but it never comes. His jaw clenches, “don’t call me that” I giggle, finding it funny that after all that has happened, hearing me address him as something so impersonal as his stage name still managed to get under his skin. “Baby, you’re hurting my feelings. Don’t tell me you don’t recognize your sweet, innocent, naive, gullible and senseless Rummie” My words had bite but he doesn’t back away when I step forward. His head moving from side to side as if he disagreed. I take his face into my hands to stop the movement. His eyes grow wide— not blinking and his body is rigid. I can feel the quickening of his pulse against my pinky. I ignored the jolt I felt from touching him. “No baby, you don’t have to pretend to be a better man then you actually are. Don’t try to oppose the truth Nini, because you know it as well as I” My hand goes through the silky hair that falls in front of his face, it’s as soft as it looks and I don’t miss the way his eyes nearly roll to the back of his head. I can practically feel him tremor at the chills that run down his spine. I can’t help but wonder if that girl knows her way around his body like I do. If she knows what he likes or just where to touch him so he could melt into her. A knowing to me that came as easy as breathing. I was quite familiar with the needy, desperate side of Kim Jongin; this side having been one of my favorites after years of experiencing a number of them. Although, I don’t question her familiarity with his more vulnerable nature, as it was almost too easy for him to trade me in for her. “You are right about one thing though. I’m not your Rummie. That’s something you know better than anyone else isn’t it? Because you’re the reason behind it all. It was you who killed her” my soft voice constrasting the heavy topic I throw at him, with little to no remorse. He pulls away, feeling the sting of every sillable in full force this time. “You know why you’re asking what I’m doing here. You know it’s not because you’re curious; having not imagined me decked out in designer labels and elaborate stones. You know that after everything there was no hope— no chance for the Rummie you once knew. You know now that you can’t pin point this Ahreum because she’s not who you’re familiar with. Who you know is the one you could control. You can’t control what you don’t know, you can’t manage the unpredictable. So, you’re afraid aren’t you?” I don’t wait for him to reply, knowing the answer to my own question. “You look at everything you’ve built and you see me as the villain. The one to erode all that you planted, expose every lie you’ve engrained in the minds of those around you, because I am the truth. For every lie that slipped passed those lips, the truth was in my wet lashes, stained cheeks and broken. I truth drove me away from my own home Jongin. My family? My friends? It’s that guilt that has made a mound in your conscious that allows you to think this densely. You didn’t bat an eye when I left but I can bet on everything I own, that as time went on that mound began to weigh on you. When you were somehow reminded of my innocence and your wrong doings or when you could see the unspoken thoughts behind the eyes of our friends or of your members. When you know they miss me and that it’s your fault. Or perhaps, it’s that shameless ego that makes you think I have enough passion to seek out retribution for what you put me through” He can no longer faces me and I hope that every word is a stab to the chest. Although I would never admit it, the idea of retribution was not something I had ruled out entirely and seeing the way my words cut him open, I’m not sure if I want to. How much will I get out of his sins baring poisonous fruit. I knew that hardly any teenage love story carried with it a happy ending, a lot of minor dysfunctions perceived through innocent eyes, a present inability of dealing with insignificant issues due to a naive mindset. But that was never the case for him and I. Not only did it feel more intense than the playful flings of our friends but Jongin was also at the start of his career; already trained in dealing with media and whatever came with idol life and I was already making fundamental decisions in order to keep up with the changes in his world. Reassuring my parents that I would work hard to manage the lifestyle I wished to live; one that was fast, where good things turn bad at an unfathomable pace. The warnings they’d asked that I take heed of; seeing all the wicked people could do, couldn’t rival the sad reality I actually had to face, after realizing I had lost the one person that I centered my whole universe around. I had lost my sun. 

Jongin. I’m no longer aware of how long we’ve been standing out here or how long I’ve kept the driver of a sleek, black Lexus waiting. The cold air having zero effect on me— my head hot with all the words that have been left unsaid and the heat radiating off of his body that I stood a little too close to. Just as I register our distance, I hear the faint clicking and I see her. Her long, flowing, brown hair, whisked all around her simple white dress. The universe appeared to be making a special effort to highlight our opposing appearances. I watch her eyes search for him eagerly and I almost want to help get her attention but she doesn’t take too long before finding his back and my gaze over his shoulder. Uninterested, my eyes move back to his, noticing we’re closer than before. I can feel his minty breath hit my face and I bring my hand up to run against his shoulders coyly. “It looks as though you’ve been caught, Oppa” He continues to stare down at me. His expression a melting pot of so many emotions, I can’t decipher where he stands. I look over his shoulder again curiously, to find someone else. A man similar to Jongin in appearance, though shorter and lighter in complexion. I recognize him as the eye catching, Lee Taemin and by his baffled stare I can assume that he recognizes me as well. My left eye drops into a shameless wink and I send him a knowing smile to which he doesn’t return. Instead, he snaps out of whatever daze he was in and hurriedly reaches for the girl who is half way through making it to her destination. “I have no interest in becoming the topic of discussion for you and your trophy girlfriend” my voice is chilling. I step back adjusting the my coat, turning to leave when I feel his cold hand grab me. A burst of adrenaline runs through my chest, making my heart pound wildly. I turn to face him a little too quickly, eyeing the hand that grips my wrist. His mouth is parted, expression pleading but no words come out and the contact is undoubtedly within view of the two people behind us. “Jongin!” The female voice calls out, but neither him nor I react to it. I wait for him to acknowledge his girlfriend who has currently managed to escape the arms of his best friend but he doesn’t. “Are you here for him?” His voice almost sounds hoarse and I’m assuming it’s from the cold atmosphere. “Did you come back for Yixing?” His question nearly sounds like a threat and I almost want to confirm it just to see how he’d handle it.  The realization then sinks in that he must have witnessed one (or both) of the interactions I had with Yixing inside. Whatever he thought he saw was enough for him to sneak past his girlfriend and best friend to follow me outside and demand an answer. I tilt my head at the audacity of him, believing I owed him anything, much less a goddamn explanation for my choices. The urge to scream begins to form at the back of my throat.  After having to sit there, month after month watching seasons pass, trying to formulate my own answers for his outlandish decisions as a man who claimed to want what’s best for me or love me. The nerve of him leaves me utterly shellshocked and in this moment I can think of million and one demeaning things to say to him. And I almost do, until I hear the sound of someone else approaching and I decide it’s not worth it. My days of being a spectacle for Jongin before an audience have been over for far too long now. “You’re pathetic, Jongin” I turn on my heel, making sure he hears the words ‘shameless son of bitch’ before damn near speed walking towards the black car door.

After a particularly hectic week, having finalized the moving process. Yixing sits at the other side of the table smiling brightly as I practically inhale the BBQ at one of my favorite food spots. When I’m not shoving food into my mouth, we commend each other on our successes. I congratulate him on his achievements as both an actor and a musician in China, as well as, the work he’s doing here with the boys. He praises me for excelling in a male dominated field at a global level; always knowing I had a passion for music and any other form of art expression. He’s perturbed when I inform him that I no longer have the time for dancing as my schedule is unforgiving more often than not. To this he’s disapproving and promises to drag me to SM’s studio so I can reconnect with that side of myself that isn’t working. He listens attentively as I assure him that my happiness is in everything that I create. Although free time has become a luxury of sorts, I am the happiest I’ve ever been and enjoy putting every bit of myself into what I do. He beams when I start to blush; noticing that my habit for gushing over my carreer is rearing it’s ugly head. But he encourages me to continue, saying how happy he was to see that tinkle in my eye. Slowly the drinks and food start to depreciate and Yixing notices it before I do, attempting to hail the waitress over before his phone disrupts him. I watch him eye the caller ID suspiciously before bringing the phone to his ear. He doesn’t greet the caller on the other end, his eyes remaining on me, though I knew his mind was elsewhere. “I’ve been away from the dorm for most of the day so no” there’s confusion laced in his voice and traces of it in his features. “Well she must know that if she’s hasn’t seen or heard from him neither have we. She can’t keep doing this” My curiosity has peaked but I try to distract myself with the remainder of food on my plate. The conversation moves on and soon he’s bidding the individual a goodbye and hangs up. A moment of silence follows and my gaze peers over to him. “Oh no, I know that face. What’s going on?” His eyebrows are furrowed as he absent mindedly shakes his head. I grab his hand from across the table and he looks up at me with a sigh. Yet, he doesn’t pull away from my grip, instead opting playing with my fingers. “It was Junmyeon. He was calling about Jongin’s where abouts. He’s been very detached as of late. It’s beginning to concern us” I stare back at him blankly realizing it was my turn to speak. “Ah, well I’m sorry that you’re stressed about it” I pat his knuckles in an attempt to comfort him the best way I know how in this instance, before robotically bringing my hands back to my side of the table. Silence comes over use again as I mix my rice with the spoon hoping to god that he’d drop this; as comfortable as he felt disclosing his issues with me. “Ahreum... did you happen to run into him, despite my great escape plan” his chuckle is dry and I can tell he wants to make the question seem as light as possible, but it just isn’t.  Anxiety knitted into his voice and I feel bad. “No” I respond plainly without a bat of the eye, not bothering to look up from my plate. As much as I wished to comfort a soul as kind as his own, this was beyond my levels of empathy. I would never want to be the girl to undermind the situation by reminding Yixing of the past he already knows so much about or ask for him to pick a side between me and his fellow member/friend. That was unfair and what kind of person would I be if were to ask this of him. But I couldn’t help but wish he’d come to the conclusion on his own; that if Jongin could betray me in the way that he did with the longevity of our union, wouldn’t that mean he could do that to everyone. Admittedly, it was a selfish mindset to have. It completely opposed that of Yixing’s. As much as Jongin’s choices during that time put a strain on him and Yixing’s friendship, in Yixing’s mind we’ve all made bad choices at some point. Naturally some were worse than others and harder to swallow but none of us were saints. As openly as he disagreed with how Jongin handled the affections of my heart, he would never use of relationship as the basis to judge who he is as a person; believing that everyone was multidimensional and greater than foolish mistakes. He was a saint and I could agreed that this might be true, but it’s also possible to be 4D; having multiple variations in character of a sick bastard. I knew at best the most I could get out of Yixing was the promise that karma would be sure to induce the pain he inflicted upon me onto himself at some point during our lifetime; a justice that was highly unsatisfactory in my opinion. It was a wonder why I felt the need to lie to him. It made it worse knowing that I wasn’t sure why I was doing it the first place. Maybe it was because I knew Yixing’s kind heart would take it upon himself to try to console Jongin, rather than allowing him to brood in anxious-self pity like I wanted. Or maybe cause I knew that Yixing’s kind heart would find a thousand questions to ask me in relation to my emotional stability after my ex and I’s reunion. Hm, the answer was simpler than I thought: Yixing’s kind heart or my lack thereof. “Maybe he saw you inside? What time did you arrive?” My spoon clatters against the plate. I have officially lost my appetite. “You can’t possibly believe that I’m responsible for his state” I asked cynically. “No Ahri, it’s not that I think you’re responsible” his voice defensive. “Then what exactly are you implying?” “That there’s a direct correlation” My scoff interjects. “I’ve seen this behavior from him only once before. Jongin does not wallow in sadness, distress or grief. If he’s sad he’ll cry, if he’s happy he’ll laugh, if he’s—“ “I’m waiting for you to make a point” He sighs at my dismissive tone, “he doesn’t stay at home anymore and doesn’t tell a soul where he runs off to. He hasn’t been eating with the group and has been showing up late to rehearsals and work related outtings. Kyungsoo is usually the one who could get him to open up and that’s never been a problem but according to him, the answers he gives are vague and robotic. Yesterday he caught him outside smoking and he reeking of alcohol. Jongin hasn’t smoked in years and resents drinking alone” “Tough but none of what you said implies that it’s me. You’ve said you’ve seen this behavior before? Then maybe it’s about the girl. Ask her” my stance was unmoving as well as uninterested. “It isn’t” he tossed the thought aside without any consideration. “How is it possible that you’re more sure that this is my doing rather than the girl’s?” “She doesn’t have a clue where he is most of the time. He’s cancelled most of the plans he’s made with her since the event and has hardly returned her phone calls. She calls the house now because she can only reach his voicemail. As ideal as they seem, she’s never been able to have such an impact for him to be rattled this way. The only time I’ve ever seen Jongin like this was once” “And..?” I pushed “And that’s when you left Korea” Silence surrounded us. “You don’t believe me” I nod at his assumption, “I think it’s absolute bullshit” He sighed nodding, knowing it was useless to press me on the matter. My mind would never change. “Why do you still look constipated in thought, Yixing?” “Because I know that he knows” he said confidently. “Do you have any theory that actually makes sense?” He glared at me playfully but responded anyway. “Yeah, Baek” What? My eyebrows raised in curiousity watching him begin to eat again. “I don’t get it. Why would you assume Baekhyun would tell him?” He looks up at me as if the answer was the most obvious thing in the world, “have you forgotten what Baek is like? How much he enjoys getting people riled up? Playing devils advocate?” As right as he was about Baekhyun’s mischievous personality it still didn’t click for me. “Oh come on Ahri, let’s not think so simple-mindedly. As dazed as I was that night, your interaction with Baekhyun is still crisp in my mind. The way he spoke to you: so forward. Making his intentions for you so obvious, in such a blunt manner, he might as well have written it down and mailed it to everyone within hearing range. But that’s exactly what he wants: for the room to know his intentions— that you’re his prey. As playful as it might’ve sounded to you at the time. It wouldn’t surprise me if he brought it up with Jongin for reactions sake. He’s aware that wanting you is immoral. He would take it upon himself to ask permission in the same blunt manner knowing damn well Jongin had no rights to you in the first place. He’d give him an iniquitous forewarning, stating his corrupt objectives and let him know the offer has already been placed on the table and all he needs is a seal of approve. It would amuse Baek to no end watching Jongin go against his better judgment. He knows he’d pick pride over his emotions” It feels like I’m watching him unravel the da vinci code. Though the truth behind everything was a lot less sinister and complicated. The scenario wasn’t entirely far fetched. Baekhyun had a lot of good in him that could never be discredited but, his good nature could easily be misconstrued or forgotten when his polemicist side comes into play. His teasing was sometimes too much for people to handle, hard to swallow for those who are sensitive and closed-off. Regardless, it was hard to hate someone like Byun Baekhyun. “Even if that were the case, though I highly doubt—” Yixing rolls his eyes. “I think Baekhyun wouldn’t allow Jongin to get to this of point of anguish” but I would. “Oh please, I’m sure he’s seeing it as Jongin letting his ego get the best of him. Basically, putting himself through this for no reason. Baek will turn this into some unnecessary, self serving life lesson. It’s part of his god complex” I chewed on the inside of my cheek. The animosity in his voice pushing me to come clean but I pry a little further. “Did something happen between you two while I was gone?” He sighs deeply, “No. I just didn’t appreciate his tactlessness. Being so forward with you when we were there for work, addressing you around all those influential people like you’re one of his loose flings” His voice is disapproving and evidence of his protective side peaked through his thoughts. I reach for his hand again, sending him a playful smile. “Babe, I’m no child. Believe it or not your Ahri has dealt with her fair share of prospects and suitors who; crazily enough, have attempted to woo her.  I’ve dealt with men like Baekhyun before-“ “I know what he wants from you and I can practically see the screws twisting in his mind. Baekhyun is overindulgent, it’s hard for him to truly be satisfied because he can’t bridge the line between his wants and his needs. He moves lethally when his greed overcomes him till he’s blinded by it and it’s all he sees. I’ve watched it become obsessive, he feels it needs to be quenched no matter the cost. This is why I wouldn’t be surprised if he went to Jongin. The way he looked at you that night... I know his thoughts are driving him insane. You think he hasn’t managed to bring you up? He’s already fucking fixated on the idea of you. He has no inhibitions when it comes to this. He looked like he would’ve consumed you if he thought we weren’t looking, like you were offered to him as a bounty to take for his own. I’ve watched him drive women mad with his hedonistic pursuits. I’ve seen him wrap himself around their mind like a snake with simple whispers of sweet nothings so they could give into him; tilt their head back so he could sink his teeth into they’re throat and pervade them with venom” He sighs deeply, trying to calm himself before he continues, “Baekhyun is a man now Ahri, and any man can see that you’re a woman to be desired. A man like him is looking for ownership: over you, your body. He wants to possess it, ruin you for someone else. I know you’re grown and can make your own decisions and I don’t doubt you but you’ve always liked to see the good, even when alarms were blaring all around you. You’re a new toy to him, you’re off limits and it excites him. He’s anything but innocent and he will pursue you. This is what he likes: the thrill of the chase, especially one which is taboo, and eventually the reward and I can promise you, your feelings will be disregarded just like Jongin’s”

Yixing’s need to protect me seemed... misplaced. It made no sense to me because at no point had I ever indicated being the slightest bit interested in Baekhyun or his advances. No, Yixing was hiding something from me and I have every intention of finding out what that ‘something’ might be.

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F(x) Reaction to: Their S/O Catching Them Masturbating

warning: adult themes ahead!! nsf minors!!

Victoria: “Why are you just standing there? Come here and lend a helping hand.”

Amber: Super giggly and shy, hiding under the blanket. From underneath, her muffled voice says, “This is perfectly natural okay, so stop looking at me like that!!!”

Luna: Seeing you surprised her but she wasn’t ashamed. It’s her body, she can do what she likes. But if you want to help out then she has no qualms with that.

Sulli: You arriving was no surprise. She had timed it perfectly, to be ready and waiting when you get home.

“Welcome home~” she pants. "Don’t you want to help?”

Krystal: Feeling embarrassed, she puts the whole blame on you.

“Well you decided to wear that sexy outfit today - You know how much I like it. This is all your fault!”