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shwazzberryswriting · 8 months ago

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Cramped Spaces 5

Pairing: Jisung x Femme Reader | [Y/N]

Genre: Alternate Universe - Non-Idol NCT, One Shot, Smut, Sequel Fic, Tight Spaces

Summary: Jisung only has time for one minute of bliss in the bathroom with his girlfriend Cramped Spaces 1 | Cramped Spaces 2 | Cramped Spaces 3 | Cramped Spaces 4

Word count: 1.6k

Rating/Warnings: Not Beta Read, Drug Usage (Alcohol and Marijuana) Mature Sexual Themes and Explicit Sexual Material: Blow Job, Bathroom Sex at a House Party

If any mature/sexual themes involving Jisung makes you uncomfortable please do not read or interact.

Minors DNI! 18+ ONLY

Author’s Note: I didn't think this sequel would happen (much less so quickly!) but when I heard Yugyeom's "One Minute" I immediately was inspired to write this piece.

Apologies in advance for any mistakes and I hope I did justice to the fantasy to everyone who's checked this series out!

Please let me know of any technical errors or if you have feedback/questions

He was drunk. Low growl against her ear as he bent forward, fingers warming her back. His dark tendrils covered his eyes.

Boozy kisses laced with weed and tobacco as his long fingers groped her ass. Letting her press him up against the sink as she gripped onto his arms.

Body hot - senses numb - as the bass beats outside were reverberating into the dimly lit bathroom, only one buzzing bulb left working. Soon to die - but it was enough light for her to admire Jisung’s flushed cheeks, bottom lip darkened red as he bit down on it. Large hands kneading her ass.

He pulled her in for another kiss, one hand touching her neck. She moaned into his lips. Grasping onto his hair as his hands roamed to her hips. He pushed her up against the wall, standing up straight to hover over her.

A loud knock on the bathroom door broke her out of Jisung’s intoxicating haze, his body firm - burning up like a space heater on full blast. She shook her head, letting go of his hair.

Jisung seemed to not have heard the knock, refusing to look away from her. Her mind flared hot blank as Jisung pressed his hips against her, making his hardening cock rub against the lower side of her belly. Clit throbbing as his cock pulsed against her.

“So hot,” she breathed against his lips, hands cupping his cheeks so he’d keep his eyes on her. Looking ready to ruin her with his eyebrows furrowed, grip on her hips firm. “I love your cock Jisung.”

Another knock. They both jumped - Jisung groaned, body pressing her up against the wall. His cock radiating harder against her. Even through his joggers and her dress she felt it burn up.

“Jisung! We gotta leave!” Chenle shouted, knocking harder. The low voiced rapping from the speakers outside with the 808 beats became louder as Jisung kissed her lips. Fingers kneading her left breast, under her bra. “You take too long, and I'm leaving you here!”

The music continued to shake the walls as she broke their kiss, moaning as he pinched her nipple. His dirty musk blending in with his expensive Byredo perfume, making her dizzy.

She pushed his hands off of her before kissing him. Her hand pressing against his hot cock. Tongue shoving into his mouth as he rested against the sink counter.

Feeling his body shaking against her as she stroked him through his clothes. Her pussy ached knowing how hard he was. She immediately pulled Jisung’s joggers and boxer down to his ankles as she got onto her knees, wanting to look at his cock.

Kicking off her cheap open toe heels, shivering as the cool tiles were hard against her knees. Mouth watering as the smooth woodsy musk of his perfume rushed up her sinuses. Feeling his body tremble, mouth wanting to taste her boyfriend’s cock.

The music stalled - her ears flooded with his soft moan as she planted a wet kiss against the top of his happy trail. Tongue gliding down his trimmed pubes, saliva wetting his skin - new high tempo rap song reverberating with her oversensitive nerves.

“I can make you come in one minute,” she said, hand wrapping around his wet stiffening cock. Pressing a kiss against the underside of his shaft. Eyes fighting to remain open as his musk infiltrated her nose. “Jisung, let Chenle know we only need one minute.”

He grunted, hands reaching out to touch the top of her head. Eyes wide - lips parted - as he fought not to blink. Watching her looking up at him, his long wet cock in her hands.

His heavy pants - his chest heaving - sent heat rushing down to her clit. Wiggling her hips as she craved for his cock. She planted kisses all along his shaft, sucking on his tip before her kisses went down to his balls. Fingers continually stroking him, making sure he was hard.

Eyes locked with his, she swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock when she made her way back up. Nipples aching as his perfume’s scent overtook the marijuana smoke they’d created.

Heat riding up her back as his eyebrows furrowed, looking desperate with his mouth hanging open. Grimaces cutting in as he fought hard not to blink - staring at his girlfriend sucking his cock.

Waiting for him to shut his eyes - gentle suck on the tip inside her mouth to get his hips to buck - before she wrapped her mouth around his precum covered tip. Hollowing her cheeks as she took in more of Jisung’s cock.

All she saw was his milky, smooth neck as he had his face tilted up toward the ceiling. Stomach flexing with shaking thighs as he grunted, hands at the top of her head.

Humming as her left hand massaged his ballsack, feeling his cock wiggle when she tugged on it. Bobbing her head back and forth, consumed with Jisung’s addictive scent overtaking her senses. Throat hot and stretched as his cock filled her up.

Jaw hurting as she kept her mouth open to keep sucking Jisung’s throbbing cock. Pussy aching - hips wiggling - as she sucked up his precum and her saliva. Keeping his tip down her throat, shoving against her tonsils. Body throbbing as the heat of his cock lit up her fleshy throat.

A loud knock on the bathroom door made Jisung grab her hair hard as he stood up straight. Her groan was muffled by his cock shoved down her throat, scalp burning as Jisung loosened his hold.

She coughed as he let her go, his cock leaving the warmth of her mouth and throat. Eyes burning - vision slightly blurry - she kept her hands on his cock. Stroking him as he looked over at the locked door. Golden knob jingling before another loud knock shook the pastel blue painted door.

“Jisung! Are you almost done?” Chenle’s voice was raised a few notes - ringing loudly as the music died. His huff was audible as his boots began to stomp away. “I’m about to leave bro!”

A new bass beat began blaring, loud chatter joining the wall-shaking music. Jisung moaned as she flicked her tongue up against his precum covered tip.

Wanting more of the briny taste of his cum. Sucking in more of him as her left hand palmed his balls. Wet with sweat and the mess dribbling out of the corners of her mouth.

“One minute!” Jisung’s eyes were shut, brows furrowed. Mouth wide open as he breathed in shallow breaths. Fingers curled into her hair as he grasped onto her firm, burning her scalp in sweet pain. Her clit throbbed as he thrust against her mouth, her left hand grabbing his flexing thigh for leverage. Throat and nose stuffed with her ears ringing. “One minute!”

Coming up for air, she gagged. Spitting up her saliva onto his cock. Collecting it into her fists as she stroked Jisung fast. Eyes burning and wet as she blinked the tears away.

Breathing loudly through her mouth - throat feeling stretched, burning as the heat of his cock faded. The only thing she tasted and smelt was his alluring perfume. Salty precum blending in tartly as she swallowed.

“Come in my mouth Jisung,” she whispered against his cherry red mushroomed head. “I’ll swallow it. Please, Jisung, give me your cum.”

His hips shook - a low moan coming out of him - as she licked and kissed his shaft, moving up toward the tip. Mouth enveloping his mushroomed head, she sucked as her hands pumped his cock. He released her hair, one hand cupping her chin. Loud chest shaking grunt as his hot cum burst into her mouth.

Palm resting flat at the top of her head, he breathed heavily through his mouth. Hissing before he tried to quiet his moan. Her hands warmed up, caressing his sweaty hips and thighs as his muscles tensed and relaxed, flexing as he came down from his orgasm.

Quietly, she swallowed his cum - creamy hot fluid sliding down her throat. Tongue flicking his tip before tasting more of his salty, musky cum.

Knees numb, jaw feeling like it’d come undone. A pinch at her lower back as she inhaled the scent of Jisung’s addictive musk. Standing up with his help as he kissed her cheek.

“Thanks babe,” he said before planting another kiss on her neck. “We’ll continue this once we get home.”

Wordlessly, she hugged him. Nodding as they shared bashful grins. Body radiating - pussy wet and aching - as she let him go. Knowing they’d been in the bathroom for a little longer than a minute.

Trying so hard not to think about what Jisung would do to her neglected pussy later. She looked away from his long fingers ripping toilet paper. He cleaned up before pulling his loose white cotton joggers back on.

She gargled her mouth with clear mint mouthwash she found inside the medicine cabinet. Wincing when she spat the spicy stuff down the sink. Finally looking in the mirror to fix her hair and makeup.

Not bad considering she’d given Jisung the sloppiest blowjob yet. She just needed to wipe up her eyes - faded kohl the only makeup left. She dabbed on some lip oil before brushing the flyaway tangles Jisung created when he’d grabbed her hair. Adjusting her top back into place before Jisung took her hand and they exited the bathroom together.

“This party is boring,” Haechan said, meeting them at the opening to the kitchen. Eyes bloodshot and heavily hooded. Knuckles turning white as he gripped the nearly empty glass bottle in his left hand. Tilting his head back as he drained it. “Chenle’s already out the door. Where have you two been?”

“We were away for just one minute,” Jisung said, holding her hand firm as he led them out the front door.

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nctdreams4me · 1 year ago

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In Service of Mr Wayne

Synopsis: I need to do my part in protecting Gotham City - my home - from further decay and corruption. What I discover at the long abandoned Wayne Manor is beyond anything I am prepared for...6 nameless men, coming into the light as I uncover the truth about a legend, and my own past...

Pairing: Y/N (Femme/She/Her) X NCT U "The BAT" subunit (Johnny/Yuta/Jungwoo/Hendery/Jeno/Jisung)

Genre: Mystery Thriller Smut, Mostly PWP, Crappy Depictions of Batman lore so please DC/Batman fans don't read this. I did no research and superheroes are not my strong suit.

Word Count: 7k+

Rating: Explicit Sex, Mature, PWP, 18+ ONLY

Warnings: Gangbang, Blow Jobs, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Spit Roasting (I think ToT), Double Penetration, Cream Pie, Cum Swallowing, filth I wrote in a sleep deprived state

Author's Note: Someone has to have written a better "The BAT" smut piece, please, someone tell me there are fics based off this video already? ToT Cuz look....I am in NO state to be writing this sort fic.

I wrote this in like 4 hours IDK what else to say. I just needed to purge this out of my system. Take it for what it is, me being horny for NCT ToT PS. Sorry for everything, I barely edited it. I wrote this just a few hours ago. I should be in bed. Enjoy.

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The night air was still, not even a breeze. With the clouds covering the moon, darkness cloaked the manor that sat at the top of the hill overlooking the sea. I tried my best to blend into the quiet atmosphere as I pressed the pass code to the gate, one careful digit at a time, ears straining for any sort of noises.

The loud creaking from the metal gate doors sent my heart jumping around like the Trix rabbit after getting a bite of that sweet processed fruit shaped cereal. Looking around, the night remained black, even my feet before me difficult to make out, grey shapes I hoped wasn’t a trap just about to stun me into unconsciousness.

A new pass code at the front door before I heard the giant oak doors unlock. Gloved hand pushing the door, I entered into the empty mansion of retired billionaire, Bruce Wayne.

Or that was what he wanted the public to believe.

I received an anonymous tip about Mr. Wayne hiding his hobbyist life. Did his broken body really come from a random car collision?

Or had the elusive billionaire gotten his body mangled behind the private walls of Wayne Corp?

It was up to the truth seekers of Gotham City to figure out the honestly of these stories.

My filthy, corrupted city - the only place I ever called home - was undeserving of deceit and exploitation. It was the local folks like my family and neighbors who helped me work my way up in life.

Despite our broken down apartment and dangerous streets that we called home, my community supported me through school and I’d gotten a step up in life by landing a job at the Gotham Gazette.

Sure, I’m just the mail delivery girl on the 7th floor - but I’d received a white, unmarked envelope in my locker. Inside was a dark, blurry grey picture of what looked like 6 bodies (shapes, to be honest) standing at the edge of a cliff, miles high above the ocean. The only writing was on the back of the picture. “Outside Wayne Manor” with a date just 3 days before.

Below were 3 sets of 7 digit numbers.

I’ve always thought there was something funny about Gotham’s philanthropic CEO, but I was still in high school when Mr. Wayne announced his retirement after recovering from a life altering car accident. He moved away to enjoy his retirement with his broken back in Madagascar.

Almost a decade later, suddenly there’s a suspicious picture with 3 sets of numbers sent to me? I knew I’d been a bit chatty about wanting to get a chance to get a journalist role at Gotham Gazette, but so did half of the interns at the place.

I had to figure out the truth, and I hated my job, so I’d spent all my free time studying the history of Wayne manor. Allegedly, Mr. Wayne had sold the land off to a company based in South Korea, but the sale happened around his retirement. I couldn’t find the name of the company (or any human names) from my research.

The place seemed untouched. No news or announcement on any new developments. It was like Mr. Wayne left the property to rot.

I should have told someone about my investigation. But then again, I didn’t even know if I’d find anything. I was surprised the pass codes worked. It was instinctual to enter the numbers at the gate and door. Now that I was inside, I could text my best friend. Let them know where I was and why I was there.

But before I could take my phone out of my bag, I heard voices in the distance. Turning away from the closed front door, I saw light in the distance. Like there was an area down the hallway toward the right side that had a lamp light on.

Quietly, I walked carefully toward the light source, listening for more noises. The voices were too far away to make out but there was more than two people inside the manor.

Walking down the hallway, I took a quick glance around. The manor looked pristine, like it’d been cleaned from top to bottom regularly. Fully furnished, room to room, but eerily quiet and still.

Making it to the end of the hallway, I saw a set of stairs leading downwards, the light source coming from below.

Taking my phone out, I took a picture of the stairway that led downwards. It looked like it had appeared behind a sliding wall of some kind. A hidden entrance.

Slowly, left hand holding my phone out, I entered. I heard voices echoing along the giant cave.

“...days til we can unleash Batman Project 9.0 -”

“No one agreed on that as the title.”

“Johnny!”

“Hey, c’mon guys. We have to get all the cars into the cave before sunrise. This is Robin’s most important project.”

Step by step on the metal stairs, I got more and more insight into Mr Bruce Wayne’s secret hobby. He was…he was the Caped Crusader, the…

“It’s the Batman,” I blurted out, eyes falling to the symbol of the Batman - long wings with pointed tips inside a thick oval - adorned on a giant wall, red light adorned over the white sheet of the Batman symbol.

“Who the fuck are you?” There were a pair of hands on my shoulders from behind, pushing me forward. I gasped, losing my footing. “Johnny, did you order a seventh member?”

Making it to the bottom landing, I threw my hands out to catch onto the table, hip hitting the metal top. My eyes scanned the laptops and maps scattered on the table before going up to see four men standing before me.

All wearing black, all of them with hair slicked back. All tall and hovering over me. The tallest and broadest of the lot took a step forward, hands in his front pocket.

“You got her phone?” he asked, eyes on me before darting behind my left shoulder.

“She took a picture.” The guy who’d push me had dark red hair, big black eyes scanning me in my skin tight leggings. His front was up against my back as he handed my phone to the guy across the table. “I had no idea anyone even knew of our arrival.”

“I-I’m from the Gotham Gazette,” I said, trying to step away from the hot body behind me. I cleared my throat, standing up straight. “I-I got a tip that there was something going on here. Th-this is Mr Wayne’s mansion. W-what are you doing here? The people of Gotham deserve to know. When Mr. Wayne left, Batman did too. We always suspected-but-I”

My neck craned around as I took in the cave. Cars, guns, protective gear, too many screens and gadgets for me to take much else in.

“Well, we can’t have you revealing the truth of the Batman,” the tall guy holding my phone said. He handed my phone to another handsome man, before running a hand over his mouth, eyes scanning me. Less menacingly than the red haired guy. “If you want the protection like Mr Wayne and the Batman provided all those years ago, we can’t have you leave here. Not until we know what to do with you. Not until we launch the new Batman program. You’ll get a team of Batmans to help take care of your city. That’s what you want, right?”

I took a step back, seeing him step forward, but I ran right back into the red haired guy, his front hotter than just a moment ago.

“C’mon Johnny, she’s cute.” He planted his hands on the table, caging me into his arms. “We can get good PR if she works for the Gazette.”

“We can’t just let her loose based on her word,” the guy named Johnny said, hands back into his pants pockets.

“I’ll make sure she doesn’t say anything to anyone,” one of the men behind him stepped forward. Milky skin, intense glare in his eyes as his hands fisted at his sides. “I can take care of a small thing like that.”

“Hey, I have a name.” I balled my own hands into fists. I'm not afraid to let these strangers know who I am. I have nothing to hide. I told them as much, giving them my name, telling them exactly how long I've lived on earth in Gotham, knowing my love and care for the rotten city went deeper than any of these strangers.

“We aren’t here to hurt you,” someone spoke up behind me. A beautiful man with pouty pink lips walked down the stairs, big eyes staring at me. “We want to clean up Gotham, too. We were all orphans. What do you think Mr Wayne did when he retired?”

“He…” I looked around. One tall handsome man after another. First one, Johnny. He was the only one with a name. Behind stood the man with the intense stare, his eyes making your heart beat faster. A taller guy stood behind him fiddling with a switchblade in his hands. Behind you stood the hot bodied red head and the beautiful pouty lipped stranger. “He raised an army of new Batmans?”

“So far only six of us,” Johnny said. He held a hand out, as if offering for me to take it. “I need you to trust us. We want to help. I’m Johnny.”

“I’m Jeno,” said the guy with the intense stare. His demeanor softened as Johnny shook my hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“Don’t mind Jeno,” the one with switchblade said, throwing an arm around Jeno’s neck. “He’s more bark than bite. I’m Hendery.”

“Yuta, if you want to know my name,” the red haired guy said as he refused to let up space between us. His hand touched my hip. I stepped away, almost colliding into the pouty pink lipped guy. “Shy.”

“Come on Yuta, be nice.” The pouty lipped beauty gestured for me to take Johnny’s hand. “I’m Jungwoo.”

“Meet our young savant, Jisung,” Johnny said when I took his hand once more, stepping away from Yuta. He led me deeper into the cave, down a small set of stairs and toward an opening behind a dark corner. “Jisung! We made a new friend.”

I stopped, back colliding against Yuta as he remained behind me. He looked much older than I last remembered.

Jisung.

Handsome with muscular arms as a man. Sparkling eyes still soft with his pointed chin and high cheekbones. He belonged with his five handsome friends. All making me blush as they stared at me.

“Y-you’re supposed to meet us tomorrow,” he said. “Didn’t you get my letter? Who let you in?”

“You sent me that letter?” I wanted to punch his arm like when we were little, neighbors who played together. He could have simply come over to my place and explained. “There was nothing in there!”

His eyes scrunched up with his nose as he threw a hand to his forehead.

“I forgot to put the letter in with the picture.” He sighed, staring at me. My whole body flared up, seeing his eyes scan down and up my body. “At least Haechan dropped it into the right locker. You’re smart, figuring it all out with just the picture-not that I expected anything less from you.”

“Well, I did solve all the riddles in class,” I said, standing up straight. “What the hell is going on? Are you really bringing back the Batman?"

“I heard you needed help getting a foot into the Gotham Gazette, so why not team up with us?” he said. “I told Johnny I could get good PR with you.”

“This is-” I looked around the room, dozens of vehicles lined up neatly in the garage, domed walls making me feel like I could fall over at any second, “-impressive. What am I supposed to do?” “Tell the truth about what’s really happening with the criminals working with the corrupt cops and politicians,” Johnny replied. “We’ll have a security team work with you. Ensure no one’s following you or trying to breach into your phone and private affairs. We plan to keep your contacts anonymous and safe too.”

“And how am I supposed to trust you?”

“Come on,” Jisung said, walking closer to you. “I stayed up all night watching over you that night your parents were gone. No one to look after us but each other.”

“And then you left me without a goodbye!”

Like the pain of losing a pet when I was little, I didn’t know how long I’d missed it until I saw Jisung staring at me with such a deep voice, eyes refusing to look away from me. My tears were wiped away with Jisung’s thumbs as he held my face in his palms.

“I’m sorry,” he said, lips against mine. Breathing mint into my mouth, taking over my senses. “We were kids. I didn’t know how to find you. Not until I returned.”

“Until now?!” His arms were around me, lips pressing against mine. I wanted him to keep kissing me, my arms wrapping around his neck.

“So don’t leave me.” His lips on my neck, he whispered my name against me. “Stay. Stay with me.”

“With us,” Yuta said. I held onto Jisung tighter as I felt a hand on my lower back. “You have to tell her, Jisung.”

“Tell me what?” I asked, pulling away from Jisung, standing up straight to look into his eyes. “Jisung? Tell me what?”

“You have to earn our trust too,” Johnny said. “Jisung vouched for you, we did a background check, but I have a strict third rule in terms of trust.”

Jisung took a step back as Johnny stood before me, hands going to my hips. His hands roamed down my ass before gliding up my sides and his long fingers fondled my breasts. Hands grazing down my back and between my thighs. Down my calves before he stood up and pressed his body against me.

“You seem clean,” he said, fingers pulling my chin up to stare into his eyes. “If you’re not in the Batman program I can only trust you if you can handle all six of us.”

“W-what?” I snorted. “Straight out of Pornhub. What a convenient rule to throw onto me when I’m alone with 6 strong men.”

“Yeah, more or less,” Johnny said, hands on my hips as he pressed his front against me, hot cock hardening against my stomach. “You were a stupid fucking girl to sneak in here in the dead of night. Trespassing on private property. Honestly, I’d cage you up for that. But since you’re Jisung’s friend, this is considered a gift.”

“Jisung.” My eyes darted over to him, right behind Johnny. My heart beat thrumming against my throat as I felt Yuta’s breath at the crook of my neck, his cock poking against my ass. “You’re not…you’re not going to-” “Rules are rules.” Jisung's eyes were cold as he unbuckled the fastening at the wrist of his leather gloves. “I know you can handle this. You’re a fighter. We need fighters on our side.”

The confidence he had in me helped me take in a deep inhale, shaky breath outwards as my hands went under Johnny’s pants, helping him untuck his shirt.

“Fast learner, I like that,” he said, hands helping me unbutton his shirt. “Get down on your sexy knees and suck some dick.”

My whole head was spinning. Hands gliding down Johnny’s thick thighs as I dropped down to my knees. The words and affection of these men was convincing me to help Gotham out by using my body.

If I had to use my mouth on six cocks, I could do it. Prove to Jisung that I was as resilient as he believed me to be.

Johnny exhaled loud and slow as I planted kisses on his hard abs. Fingers undoing his belt buckle and zipper, palms stroking his long, thick cock. It was hot as it grew in my fist. A soft giggle escaped as I looked up at Johnny, seeing him bite his lip.

Hands massaging my scalp. He was impatient as one palm pressed against the back of my head, shoving my mouth against his wet, musky cock. Tongue licking along his length, I inhaled his taste. Licked and sucked his balls as I stroked his thick hairy cock.

“Fuck, keep it up.” He was lost in loud inhales and exhales, eyes shut as I put the tip into my mouth, sucking softly like I needed to drink up the contents inside his thick meat. “Shiit.”

I ate up more of him as I sucked in. Slowly sinking his cock in, inch by inch. Hoping my throat didn’t constrict until I had him in more than halfway. Hand massaging his balls, I gagged as his tip shoved down my throat, no air as it constricted.

“Don’t you fucking forget me,” I spat out as I stroked him fast, my slimy bubbly saliva all over his hairy cock. I sucked on his tip again, tongue swirling around the sensitive pink mushroom. “Who’s next?”

I looked over my shoulder to see Yuta undoing his pants. He’d been horny for me the second he laid eyes on me. I couldn’t wait to see if he could handle me.

I stood, pushing Johnny away as his fingers tugged at my jacket. I slipped it off, letting it fall to the floor as I walked over to Yuta, pushing him to sit onto the roof of a shiny black Porsche.

“Fucking pervert,” I breathed against his lips as his hands palmed my ass. “Haven’t been able to keep your hands off me, can you? Can’t wait to let me suck you dry?”

“Prove it.” His hands fell to his side as my hands went under his shirt to feel his abs. He was soft, smooth. A scent like ocean breeze and cloves right up into my sinuses as we kissed, my left hand slipping down his front to find a smooth, warming cock. “Anyone can choke on a giant cock.”

“Fuck you,” Johnny said. He groaned as I heard the wet noises of him stroking himself. “You’re going to cum the second she licks your balls.”

“Let’s see,” I said, smiling up at Yuta as he grabbed my hair, tugging my neck back. I whined, hands grasping onto his thighs for leverage. “Asshole.”

“Suck it,” he cooed out gently. Hissing with a loud exhale as I swirled my tongue around his tip. It poked against the left side of my cheek. I glided my tongue up against his sweet cock. Gathering saliva in my hand to stroke his base. “Fuck, you’re no fucking joke.”

I lifted his cock as I sucked his left nut before licking the right, using both hands to massage his shaft and tip.

“You’re a greedy fuck,” I said as I stood up, continuing to massage his tip with the tips of my fingers. “All about you and everything all over your cock.”

He pulled me in for a kiss, arms wrapping around my waist. Pervert sucking up my spit, making it a point to get a good taste of Johnny as his tongue explored my mouth.

“Go on, pick the next one,” Yuta said, releasing me, hands pulling my sweater off. “Whose dick will taste better than mine? Hm?”

I felt a hand palm my left breast, feeling blood rush up to my brain, making it hard for me to focus. A soft kiss on my shoulder as a pair of hands led me out of Yuta’s hot hold.

“Come on, pretty girl,” Jungwoo said, hands unhooking my bra from behind. “Press those pretty tits between my dick. Johnny, can I cum on her face?”

He looked away from me, standing up straight as he looked over at Johnny.

“You just want a titty job?” Johnny asked.

“We’re only cumming once?”

My whole body flared up like I'd been struck by lightning as I looked down at Jungwoo tugging his pants off. His pink cock wasn’t as hairy or thick as Johnny’s, but he was much longer than Yuta.

I was beginning to look forward to comparing the taste of their cocks. See whose cock fit my mouth the best. Jungwoo began pulling his clothes off, eyes on my body as he reached out to palm my tit.

“Jungwoo,” I said, hand reaching up to caress his muscular arms, “your body is amazing.”

“Thank you,” he said, face flushing pink. “I don’t have tits like you. Your body is amazing.”

I laughed against his lips as he pulled my body against his. His kisses were soft, he moaned when his tongue parted my lips.

“I’d love your tits around my dick,” he requested softly, hand stroking my neck.

I wanted to suck his dick dry, because he was so soft and gentle, but if he wanted a titty fuck…

I got down onto my knees, hands cupping my breasts as I wrapped them around his wet, squiggly cock. Holding my tits firmly around Jungwoo, I spat out to get some lube onto his tip.

The whole room was filled with low groans. My head snapped up as I saw all six men staring at me.

In that moment, spit gliding down between my tits and Jungwoo’s cock, I finally realized that I was fucking 6 guys.

All of them enjoying the sight of me.

Jungwoo moaned, hands scooping my hair up into a ponytail as his left hand held my hair secure. His hips thrust against me.

“So pretty,” he panted, praising me continually as his cock lit up my chest. “So fucking pretty. Your tits. Lovely.”

“My turn,” Jeno said loudly, hand wrapping around my arm as I felt Jungwoo’s breathing grow shallow. “Jesus, Jungwoo, learn to hold it in longer.”

Jungwoo’s whimpered, shriveling as I left his body. On my feet, I couldn’t stop staring at Jungwoo. Sweat was gliding down his bare chest, perfect nipples hardened as he nodded at me. Fighting to keep his eyes open as he breathed heavily through his mouth.

“I’ll cum later.”

“Pretty, pretty lips,” Jeno said softly as he pushed me to sit on top of a black Ferrari. Fingers groping my cheeks as his palm pressed up against my chin. “Been a while since I’ve had such pretty lips on my cock.”

My eyes shut, feeling his sweet sugary lips over mine. His mouth was clean, free from the cock musk of his 3 friends. I sucked on his lips, loving the sweetness over my sinuses and taste buds. He moaned onto my tongue as my hands palmed his stiff cock through his pants.

“More bark than bite,” I breathed against his neck before sucking on his porcelain skin. Tongue gliding up against his Adam’s apple, feeling his heartbeat against the tip of my tongue. “Make sure you never forget these pretty lips.”

He was quick to be rid of all of his clothes. He pulled me up to my feet before he pulled my leggings and panties off, stating I needed to be naked for him.

Kissing up and down his shaft, I shut my eyes, savoring the special earthy taste of Jeno. He was like a woodsy forest, dewy and mossy, filling my senses with his calming scent. Smooth cock, thick and hot against my lips.

Licking up and down his big dick, I opened my eyes to see him with furrowed eyebrows, mouth hanging open with intense focus on me. Lips finding the thick blue vein on the left side of his cock, I sucked on it gently before licking my tongue against it, savoring the way the vein pulsed angrily against my taste buds.

Fingers from both of his hands fisted into my hair as I swallowed his tip, loosening my jaws, wanting to take all of him in. He breathed evenly as he shoved my head back and forth on his cock.

“So fucking pretty,” he panted, grip on my hair tightening, sending blood right up to my scalp as he thrust his tip back and forth against my throat, paying no mind to me gagging and spitting onto him, “Jungwoo’s right, you’re so fucking pretty.”

He released my hair as my hands pushed against his hips. I coughed inhaling air, mouth free from his thick cock. Hands stroking him as I blinked away tears from my eyes. My entire vision blurred when I was choking on his cock. My nipples and clit were throbbing, wanting a cock to be rough on my pussy too.

“Saving the best for last,” Hendery said, hands smooth as he pulled off his black leather vest, revealing a tan body, six pack abs glistening with sweat. Pecks smooth and firm. “Consider me warm up for your childhood friend.”

Jeno had me in his arms as he planted kisses onto my tits. An electric jolt hit my clit as Jeno wrapped his mouth around my left tit and sucked hard on it. My mind blanked as my whole focus fell onto the unbearable pain of Jeno grinding his teeth onto my swollen nub.

I moaned, feeling another mouth clamp around my right breast. Hendery sucked hard, his teeth giving my right tit the same pleasure Jeno gave my left.

“She’s good,” Hendery said through gritted teeth, hand shoving against Jeno’s chest.

I giggled, hands holding onto Hendery’s shoulders as he stepped me away from Jeno’s possessive hold. His lips went to suck on my neck before landing over my lips. Hand on my chin, he broke our kiss. Lips almost as sweet as Jeno.

His hands roamed down my back, groping my ass before caressing my sides and tits. His mouth returned to my tits, eyes barely open as he continually kissed and licked my fleshy mounds. I shut my eyes, blood rushing up my back when he made eye contact with me, tongue licking my left tit.

“I want to play with you so much,” he said softly, fingers pressing up against my slit. My hips shook as I pushed myself closer to him. “Show me how good you can suck my dick, first. Kinky little thing.”

Obedient to his gentle order, I got down onto my knees, hands helping him tug his pants down as he sat down onto the table. Shutting my eyes as I wrapped my mouth around his citrusy musk, like inhaling oranges as his tip twitched down my throat, tickling my tonsils.

“Yes, so good.” His soft hisses encouraged me to keep bobbing back and forth. The taste of his cock was addictive, I wanted to keep sucking, as if his cock was an orange creamsicle. I wanted the foamy white stuff. “Fuck.”

His voice pitched up high, palm resting at the crown of my head as I sucked faster, left hand massaging his balls.

“How do you like it?” I asked, inhaling loudly when I let go of his tasty cock. My tongue lapped up sloppily against his balls as I fisted his shaft, stroking fast, chest swelling as Hendery’s hips shook and he whined. “Kinky enough for you, Hendery?” “Better not cum,” Johnny spoke up. “Hend, get it together man.”

“She’s a good cock sucker.” Hendery groaned, hands on my shoulders to pull me away from his cock. My jaw was hurting, knees feeling numb and raw, but the shy half smile he gave me sent a sharp surge of energy into me. I wanted to keep sucking him off. Find out if Hendery’s cum tasted as good as his cock. “Fuck, you’re a good cock sucker.”

“Thank you,” was all I could say, cheeks flushing.

“Come on.” Soft baritone reverberating down my spine as a pair of hot hands pulled at my hips, away from Hendery. “I’ve dreamed of this moment for months.”

“Jisung.” I turned around to see him with sweaty hair, damp tendrils falling over his eyes. I moaned as his fingers glided up and down my sides. His hand landed on my shoulder. “I-i…are you sure you want to do this with me?” His hand over my right led me to his stiff cock, smooth and hot. His eyes closed, his head tilted up into the air, hissing as I stroked down on him. I kept stroking him, feeling tears welling at the corners of my eyes.

Chest shaking, I wanted to please Jisung. I wanted to taste him. I knew he’d taste better than anyone else, but…

Blinking away the tears, I fell to my knees. Mouth kissing his tip, I laughed against his cock as it twitched. Tongue swirling around his tip, I stroked the bottom of his shaft before kissing his cock well. I wanted to know every centimeter of his cock against my lips, never forget Jisung’s cock.

His groan rang deep into me when I pushed his cock into my mouth. Thick tip engulfing the entirety of my mouth as I tried to suck in more. Tongue lapping up against him as best as I could. Savoring his earthy musk, licking up his bitter sweat. Making my mouth pool, pussy just as wet.

Tears leaking out the corners of my eyes as I looked up at him, hands massaging his balls. I tried to steadily suck his cock, but I felt a shiver ride up my back.

Releasing him, I let out a sob. I landed down on my ass, legs tucked under me as I wiped my tears away. Jisung called out my name, stooping down to pick me up.

I felt at least 3 pairs of hands on my body as I got onto my feet. Shaking my head, I thought of the glint of pride in his eyes when he said he needed a fighter.

“Fuck me, Jisung,” I said, sitting on the edge of the table. “Anywhere and any way. Who wants the other hole?” “Fuck, look at how kinky you are,” Hendery said, body pressed up against my left side, fingers fondling my folds. He hissed when I moaned, body hot with pleasure. “I knew you were kinky.”

“Yuta’s got dibs on the asshole,” Yuta said, pulling me back onto my feet.

“Of course.” I laughed as I felt his arms wrap around my waist, lips on my neck.

Yuta laid down onto the edge of the Porsche, hand fisting his cock, keeping himself hard. Jisung helped me get onto the car, hands unable to stop groping my body, fingers teasing my folds. Lips on my body as I laid on top of Yuta, back to Yuta.

My mind blanked as Jisung stood over me, bending over so he can position his cock against my pussy. Looking up at him, seeing sweat drip down his chin, gliding down the sides of his face, my whole body throbbed along to Yuta’s heartbeat underneath me. Head falling against Yuta’s chest as I felt Jisung's thick cock slide into my wet hole.

“Sucking that much dick makes you wet.” Jisung grunted, hands firmly holding onto my hips. I mewled, feeling him go in deeper, cock squirming as my walls enveloped him. Palming my tit, he nodded as he stilled inside of me. “Fucking precious cunt, you're mine.”

“Ji-jisung,” I moaned. Eyes shut, my hands squeezed his arms as I felt Yuta guiding the tip of his cock into my ass. “Yuta, y-you didn’t-lube-or-prep-”

“I’ll be slow,” he breathed against my ear. The knots in my stomach twirled tight as I felt two throbbing cocks fill both my holes. “So tight.”

“Get to sucking,” Johnny ordered, hand fisting my hair as he directed my mouth to his cock. He stood beside the low sitting car, cock right against my face. I moaned, refusing to break eye contact with him as I took more of him in, trying my best to loosen my throat and jaws. He groaned, controlling me with his fist in my hair. “Good girl. I’ll trust you when you swallow my cum.”

My entire body was ablaze. All I could focus on was trying to breathe through my nose as Johnny’s massive cock assaulted my throat, my neck straining. Senses overloaded as I struggled to breathe or taste anything but Johnny's salty cock.

My pussy was aching. Jisung didn’t give any shits how Yuta’s cock was affecting me. His thrusts were relentlessly fast as he chased for his release. Hands kneading my tits as he groaned out praises over how good my pussy was. Moaning around Johnny’s cock, he benefitted from the ways Jisung fucked me.

Yuta’s ragged breaths shaking under me sent chills deep into me, slow careful thrusts against my asshole creating deep ripples of pressure into my guts. Relentlessly slow and pleasurable, I moaned onto Johnny’s cock again.

My grip on Jisung’s thighs tightened as I felt Johnny’s hot cum spurt into my mouth. Holding my head still with both hands Johnny grunted as he shoved his cock down my throat.

“Swallow it,” he commanded, voice sharp. “Swallow.”

Obeying I gulped as best as I could with his cock keeping my mouth open. Gulping again when his cock left. He laughed as he got down and kissed me, tongue lapping all over lips and chin. He hummed against my lips before letting me go.

“Fuck, Jisung, she’s one hell of a fuck.” Johnny’s heavy panting intensified the shivers down my back with every thrust of Yuta’s throbbing cock inside my asshole. “Fuck, get to it Jungwoo.”

Yuta cummed, hips thrusting up hard, interrupting Jisung’s fast strokes. I gasped, whining as Yuta’s tip pressed up hard into me. Such a hard thrust, it felt like he hit the back of my cervix. I barely had mind to notice Jisung getting off, cursing as he glared at Yuta.

I whined, feeling Yuta’s cum heat up my ass. Eyes shut, I bit my bottom lip as the tingles rode up my back into my guts.

It wasn’t until his lips were against me did I realize that Jisung had me in his arms. Yuta had given me to Jisung once he got his release.

What a fucking gentleman.

Jisung’s soft lips on me brought my mind back to him. I wrapped a hand around his cock, stroking him gently, hoping he hadn’t gotten hurt with Yuta’s greedy fucking.

“Jeno, let her sit on your lap.” Jisung let me go as he looked over to Jeno. He smiled, hand fisting his cock. “Put on a good show.”

“About fucking time,” Jeno said, taking my hands as he sat down on the Ferrari. Hands fondling my breasts as he pulled me onto his lap. “Gorgeous body. Soft tight pussy. Let’s get it, Jungwoo.”

I shivered, heat riding down my back as Jeno’s teeth nipped my earlobe. Tongue gliding down the side of my neck. Left hand squeezing my tit as his right hand parted my legs wider with every soft caress down the inside of my thighs.

“Fuck.” I moaned, whimpering as the pads of his fingers stroked up and down against my aching clit. Tip of his middle finger sinking into my pussy. “Jeno, I like how you handle me.”

“I know,” he whispered against my ear, tongue teasing the shell, “so hot deep in here. For me, yeah? For me.”

I moaned as his finger went in deep, thumb rubbing against my clit. Lips on the pulse at the side of my neck, Jeno’s fingers left my pussy. Instantly, his cock was parting my lips, tip prodding against my clit.

“Time to multitask,” Jungwoo said, stepping forward, eyes fixed on my face. His lovely, big brown eyes scanned down my body, long slender fingers massaging my tit. “So pretty, I want to see those pretty lips on me.”

“Yes Jungwoo.” One hand caressing his abs, fingers collecting his hot sweat as I curled them into a fist before laying my palm flat to marvel his abs again. My other hand wrapped around his long cock. Hot thing pulsating, wet with clear precum leaking out the tip.

Tip of my tongue flicking against his tip, I tried to rub my taste buds against him, taste every bit of Jungwoo. I want to see if I could get those giant puppy eyes to bulge out, surprised with how good my mouth is. He whimpered, hands gently bobbing my head up and down as he thrust against my mouth.

“Fuck, suck him good,” Jeno breathed out, hands on my hips as he bounced me on his cock. I whined onto Jungwoo’s cock as I felt Jeno’s middle finger flicking my clit. “Cum on my cock. Cum on me.”

Trying to stroke Jungwoo’s shaft as I sucked on his balls, I tried not to get lost in the way Jeno’s cock was sending mind melting thrusts into me. Giant cock rearranging my insides as his fingers mashed my clit around like an elevator button.

I sucked hard when Jungwoo came, his hands holding onto my head as he stilled. Cute thing was silent when his cock softened in my mouth. His beautiful long fingers caressed my cheeks as he let me go. Silently walking away to pick up his clothes as Jeno stood us up.

He turned us around, my knees and palms hitting the top if the Ferrari. Hands on my hip Jeno pushed himself balls deep into me. One hand reaching for my right tit, he thrust back and forth hard. First time, I cried as the motions of his cock turned my vision red. Second time, we moaned together as he pulled me up against him, hand kneading my tit.

“Fuck, you’re pretty,” he panted, hand on my shoulder to push me forward, forcing me to plant my hands against the Ferrari again. Left hand on my hip as his hips slapped my ass. “Make me cum.”

“Jeno!” He spanked me. First on the right side and then the left.

“Tight cunt,” he panted with a guffaw. He kept spanking me with his cast iron skillet palms, red heat reverberating so deep into me my insides shook like Quasimodo ringing the bells of Notre Dame. My walls constricted around his cock again. He groaned as he quickened his pace. “Fuck, make me cum.”

By his own accord, he came as he spanked my asscheeks into bright red hot plates. Cock heating up hotter - like thick molten lava - in my belly before he pulled out and spilled his cum over my ass, smearing his cock against my thighs when he finished cumming. All I could feel and smell was Jeno's musk. Body reverberating with undiluted pleasure.

“Territorial shit,” Hendery said, pulling me away from Jeno. “You don’t always have to mark things when you cum.”

“Get it over with,” Jeno panted out, sitting back down onto the hood of the now fucked up Ferrari, eyes barely open. Sweaty back making squeaky noises as he laid down on it, completely naked.

Hendery rested his back against another black car - another Ferrari - as he kissed me. His soft kisses sent calming shivers down my body. His gentle touches on my body relaxing my muscles.

“Don’t think I’m done with you,” Jisung breathed against my ear before I felt him kiss the back of my shoulder.

I yelped, honeyed swoon as he tugged my ass against him, hand on my lower back guiding me to lean down closer to Hendery’s cock. Hendery’s citrusy musk consumed my senses as I took hold of his cock, licking up against the underside of his wet stick. My tongue glided over the parting of his ballsack, sucking up his sweet fresh musk as I felt Jisung glide his cock against the puffy lips of my pussy.

Hips shaking, I was ready to cum. Moaning into Hendery’s cock, I thrust my hips back, wanting Jisung’s cock to ruin me.

They both praised me as Hendery moaned at my mouth sucking on his smooth cock and Jisung sunk his cock into my wet pussy. Stroking Hendery hard, I licked around his tip, hoping he would come fast. My mouth was aching and my back was shaking, legs feeling weak.

Most of all I wanted to savor Jisung fucking me. His cock was heating my insides like the best cup of coffee on a chilly winter morning. Keeping me comfortably warm with every stroke into me.

Without warning, Hendery cummed into my mouth. Hands keeping my head still as he ordered me to swallow him.

“Swallow it good,” he said, similarly to Johnny. “Swallow, good girl. Good - fucking - girl.”

He fondled my breasts - soft fingers rolling my sensitive nubs around like marbles - as Jisung continued to fuck me. My hands grasped onto Hendery’s hips as I shut my eyes, moaning as Jisung’s cock radiated up into my stomach and up to my chest.

Hips thrusting against Jisung, I moaned as my entire body was hot and sweaty, lost in complete sex and lust. The stench of all 6 men all over me with my own sloppy sex all over the Bat Cave.

My back was pressed to Jisung’s front as he bent over, fingers intertwined with mine as he wrapped our arms around my waist. His thrusts were relentless, hips slapping roughly against my ass. He grunted, arms pulling me tighter against him as he came. Cum lighting up inside me, dripping down my legs.

"Jisung." I inhaled shakily as his cock left me. I fell to my knees, palms against the concrete to catch my fall. "Holy fuck, Jisung."

“You did great,” Jisung panted out, throwing a large trench coat over my shoulders, picking me up in his arms. “I told you, you’re a fighter.”

“Jisung,” I panted out, eyes roaming over the Batman symbol on the wall behind us adorned on the wall, “do you trust me now?"

Forehead against mine he nodded. A soft kiss on the lips. A calming warmth rode over my aching body, completely stuffed with cum. Sex filth all over me as all six Johnny, Yuta, Jungwoo, Hendery, Jeno and Jisung left me in ruins. Comfortably in Jisung’s arms.

"For today."

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okenki · 6 months ago

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✨me_and_my_girlies✨

"for when you and your girlies have to party 'til it's early or if you have never set a foot in a club ever in your whole entire life and vaporize to the thoughts of partying and your girlies are a bunch of weird ocs (mostly dudes, or not, we love everyone here) in your head and you go to bed before 11PM everyday. i love you."

Tracklist:

"Perfect Night" - LE SSERAFIM

"Saturday Drip" NCT DREAM

"Dress Up" - JONGHYUN

"Just Dance" - HONNE

"Party All Night" - FEMM

"Saturday Night" - KEY

"My Party (bo en remix)" - Kero Kero Bonito

"Where Did The Party Go" - Fall Out Boy

"Queen Of The Party" - WENDY

"Selfish High Heels" - MACROSS 82-99 x YUNG BAE Total Runtime: 33:47

Unlisted on Youtube

little babbling under the cut

In memory of 8tracks that I learned just now had a revival some years ago? Whoah. If the playlist ends with a taste of unfinished, it's because the party hasn't even started yet!

Might make more in the future, because, unfortunately for everyone, I have music to share… 😔

Feel free to share or revive the trend of doing goofy playlist covers with yours ocs! Maybe it never died down, I sometimes saw screenshot of spotify, but I don't have it. : (

#art #ocs #original art #playlist #okenki #sorry for the kpop 😔#music #i hope you enjoy tho!

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myouthiful · 10 months ago

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🌟 about me: femme, 23 years old, she/her

🏷️ main blog: @matryosika

📝 requests: open

💌 recent works

⤿nct dream: condoms, right? (suggestive content)

⤿nct dream: last night was a mistake (suggestive content, angst)

⤿nct dream: i can't sleep (fluff)

⤿nct dream: i cooked your favorite dish (fluff)

☕ asks, reblogs, comments and ko-fi tips to support my work are appreciated

#📍. pinned post

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youcantf1ndher · 15 days ago

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!favorite season ﾟ୨ৎ*･ﾟ

ℓσνιηg уσυ ιѕ

ιмρєяƒє¢т αη∂ ∂αηgєяσυѕ

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suiciderape · 1 year ago

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want to hear a joke? dicks!

#femme skateboarding #keeho #chanhee #jisung nct dream #she wants #to #fight #wonjun elast #ew

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lv-iceprince · 1 year ago

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🖤...selca ship...🖤

@commeneige

i tried by absolute best to put my thoughts into words and have them not sound like utter trash but honestly i was just more speechless over how good you look with all of them.

wren xx

nct 127~ jaehyun 🖤

this dynamic just screams old hollywood, both of you are the epitome of conventionally attractive, you fit the standard of being bombshells. you have this very dreamy almost mystical look and that pairs beautifully with jaehyun. it's like pairing fine wine with even finer food, everything about the two of you is so complimentary.

the boyz~ hyunjae🖤

if you and jaehyun are old hollywood both you and hyunjae stepped out of a hans christian andersen fairytale. i mentioned that you just look so dreamy and so does hyunjae, you both have the most endearing eyes. hyunjae looks so strong yet graceful and somehow that works with your femme fatale-like visuals. it's like fire and ice, two powerful things in their own right but together something quiet intriguing takes place.

seventeen~ jeonghan (honestly I nearly chose joshua but oh well)🖤

old hollywood, fairytale and now indie arthouse call me by your name type movie, is there no trope that you don't suit?! Following this analogy i actually think that this indie movie vibe comes from the fact that you both are equally as dreamy. i swear you both look so similar, there is grace and beauty that just oozes out of you like it's nothing. though there isn't as much contrast like with the other members i shipped you with. it still just feels right to ship him with you. absolute angels both of you.

#kpop ships #kpop matchups #selca ships #nct 127 #the boyz #tbz #svt #seventeen #piece of art aesthetic #black and white aesthetic

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shwazzberryswriting · 9 months ago

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Cramped Spaces 4

Pairing: Jisung x Femme Reader | [Y/N]

Genre: Alternate Universe - Non-Idol NCT, One Shot, Smut, Sequel Fic, Tight Spaces, Stuck In The Closet Together

Summary: It doesn't matter how they got locked in Jaemin's coat closet. Jisung has to keep her warm because Jaemin's house is freezing! Cramped Spaces 1 | Cramped Spaces 2 | Cramped Spaces 3 | AO3 *Cramped Spaces 5*

Word count: 1.2k

Rating/Warnings: Not Beta Read, Mature Sexual Themes and Explicit Sexual Material: Heavy Petting, Grinding, Thigh Riding, Just the Tip, Unprotected Sex, Cum Play, Multiple Orgasms, **Spoiler Warning*: Getting Caught in the Act**

If any mature/sexual themes involving Jisung makes you uncomfortable please do not read or interact.

Minors DNI! 18+ ONLY

Author’s Note: This fic was written to get me through some cold days. 💚Stay warm CZennies in cold places! I can't recall if anyone made a request for a sequel to the Cramped Spaces series but this is dedicated to the Jisung readers💚

Apologies in advance for any mistakes and I hope I did justice to the fantasy to everyone who's checked this series out!

Please let me know of any technical errors or if you have feedback/questions

She was trapped inside Jaemin’s coat closet. Fingers grasping around the wall, hoping to find a light switch. Left elbow hitting something firm with a dull thunk. Pain shot up to her shoulder.

“Ow! That’s my back,” Jisung hissed. Low baritone grumbling right behind her as she rubbed her tender elbow. “Not my fault we’re locked in here.”

“Um yeah it is. You said it doesn’t lock from the inside so you left the key on the handle.”

“I don’t know how Jaemin’s labyrinth of a house works! He said to use the key to unlock it. Why did you want to come in here in the first place?”

“So it’s my fault we’re stuck in here?”

“Geez - what the fuck!” His long arm covered his eyes when she finally found the light switch. “He has a light in his closet?”

“Jaemin’s fancy.” She pulled down at the hem of her dress, covering her shivering knees. “Will Jaemin be home soon?”

Jaemin had to be old money. She pulled her white faux fur coat over her pastel pink knit sweater dress. His entire house was freezing cold. Even her thermal leggings could feel the chill seeping in. At least her triple layered socks kept her toes warm.

“He’s not replying to my texts.”

“Call him.”

Jisung sighed, resting his back against the door. What little space they had in the closet wasn’t much, but shoving the coats and jackets aside gave them some room to move. She readjusted to stand between his legs.

Bowing his head, pocketing his phone, he sighed.

“He’s not picking up. Guess we’ll have to wait in here until he comes home.” His eyes followed her, lifting his head, as she pulled her coat tight around her body, buttoning up.

“I’m shorter so I can stand against the back wall.” Her words sounded muffled, having been absorbed by Jaemin’s collection of wool jackets and cardigan sweaters. His forehead shone as he stood directly under the bright light bulb. “I’m in the shadows and you stand in the light.”

He guffawed, hands reaching out to grab her hips. Standing up straight, he pulled her up against him, hands slipping down her back. Cupping her ass under her dress.

“Let me warm you up,” he said, grin widening at the left side of his mouth. His long veiny fingers pinching her fleshy cheeks. Pushing her up against him. Right knee tucked between her thighs. “I’m sorry I got us stuck in here babe.”

“I’m still a little cold.” His hands roamed up to rest at the small of her back, and she muffled a moan as his thigh lifted up and flexed against her cunt. Back of her hand covering her mouth. “Jisung.”

“Trying to keep you warm,” he insisted, leaning down to kiss her neck. “Cold and shivering, let me take care of you.”

Hands cupping his face into her palms, she pulled him in for a kiss. Tongues pushing back and forth, her fingers raked through his hair as his hands roamed up and down her ass, under her dress.

Releasing his lips, she moaned as he bounced her up and down, heat growing between her legs. It was enough to encourage him to unbuckle his belt, unzip his jeans.

They kissed, his moans sucked up into her lips, as she wrapped her hand around his cock, under his boxers. He moaned again into her mouth as she stroked him. Hot cock writhing in her fist.

“Jisung!”

His fingers tugged her leggings down, past her thighs and down to her knees, forcing her back to the door. Pushing up against her folds, thumb flicking her growing clit.

“Fuck, you’re wet.”

“Just the tip, no condom.”

They moaned together as he rubbed his tip up against her clit. Her whole body shook - heat rushing deep into her core. Her vision turned red, eyes rolling to the back of her head as he flicked his tip against her clit. Wet hot cock sending pleasure coursing through her body.

“Ji-jisung!” Her hips thrust against his cock’s motions. Her juices pouring out, covering his cock, soaking up into his pants and her stockings. “I’m s-so sorry!”

“Fuck.” His lips warmed hers. Chuckle against the crook of her neck. His fingers unfastened her coat’s buttons, pulling her coat off her shoulders. “What are you sorry for?”

“Coming all over you. I made a mess.”

She mewled, fingers fisting the fabric of his hoodie as he stroked his cock’s tip against her clit again. Eyes shut as her neck and chest flared up like the sun beaming down on her on a hot summer day.

“Just the tip, babe.” His kisses on her cheeks warmed her. “You’re so hot.”

His breaths were shallow as his tip slipped into her wet hole. Giving her heat that tingled deep into her belly. But lacking the weight and stretch of his cock invading her insides. Pleasure and torture intertwined as a couple of whiny moans came out of him.

“Fuck-you’re so hard.” She moaned, hand slipping down to massage his balls. Wet and smooth, they warmed up in her hand. “I wanna help you too.”

He groaned, thumbs meeting at the hood of her clit. Soft pads massaging her swollen nub. Sending heat deep into her core. Her whole body shook as she fell against Jisung. Cunt squeezing down on his tip. Orgasm washing over her as her face flared up.

His lips were over hers. Tongue parting her lips with one hand on her neck. Humming a soft groan into her mouth.

His hot cum dribbled over her panties and stockings. Landing onto his bare skin and pants. Shy grin appearing as they pulled apart. Her whole body shook. Knees and ankles feeling ready to fall apart as she stood on her feet. Hands grasping onto the front of Jisung’s unzipped hoodie.

Cold air rushed into their hot box as the door swung open behind Jisung.

Jaemin’s eyes were wide open as he made eye contact with her before looking at Jisung - his head whipping around to see his hyung staring at the young couple caught up in their post-coital glow. His mouth was closed. Jaws clenched.

Wordlessly, Jaemin shut the door. She pulled her panties and stockings up, making sure her dress was down covering her ass and thighs. He fumbled to buckle his belt back on before zipping up his pants.

“I’ll book you a hotel room, Jisung.” Jaemin’s voice was muffled from the outside. “I’m sorry you got locked in the closet. Please throw anything you got dirty into the hamper before you pack up your luggage.”

They listened to Jaemin’s creaking footsteps against the hardwood floor dissipate before breaking out into guffaws. Her cheeks were hot as she threw her hands over her mouth. Meeting his eyes as he ran his fingers through his shiny black hair. His perfect teeth appearing as he laughed, chest shaking.

“Guess we’re not going to be invited back here anytime soon,” he said, finally pushing the door open. Her cheeks prickled as cold air hit her face.

“Thank you for keeping me warm, Jisung.”

Their mixed cum staining her clothes clung to her skin. As uncomfortable as it was between her legs, she was turned on all over again. Covered in their sex under her dress. Honored that Jisung was so enamored with her that he’d fuck her in Jaemin’s closet.

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