#she does so much stuff that's electrical or magnetic that she really doesn't need the armor. both because like

[softgrungeprophet]

my original plan was for tj's costume to look kind of power rangery once he finally gets one but to actually protect him against the specific things he needs protection from i think that will probably not end up being true lol

[hanjisunglover]

𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 - Han Jisung

pairing: rockstar!han jisung x fem!reader

genre: smut, strangers to ?, write in first person.

warnings: mentions of drugs and alcohol, dirty talks, sex in a public place, chocking, Dom!jisung, sub!reader, unprotect sex (don't be silly guys), breeding, jisung it's kinda an asshole.

word count: 1.9k

summary: y/n's best friend loves 3racha, the band that most of the time write and talks about things that y/n doesn't really like, but she decide to go anyway to their performance, without knowing how the night would finish.

I heard about Han Jisung's band a couple weeks before the first show, my best friend just filled my chat with videos and links of 3racha songs, covers and all of the stuff. I told to myself, it's just one time, I just need to go with her to the bar, she would have her delusional moment where she starts to think that the bassist is looking at her and then done.

I choose something easy to wear, just a simple black dress that reaches my thighs, with thin straps and not a large neckline, the best for a light night in a small bar in our town.

When we enter the bar I can feel the low light and the music reach my body with a wave of feelings, I feel almost dizzy and I hold my friend's arm, "It is chaotic here," I whispers to her. She just laughs, she knows that I'm not a party girl, it's rare to see me around in bars or pubs.

Me and her take a seat, in one of the small tables with two chairs right in front of the little stage. It is not that big, it just has everything that the band needs. The music is good, I know some songs because of my friend, and I wouldn't admit but it's really good.

Han Jisung, the main singer and the electric guitarist is right in front of us, his fast fingers moving up and down the guitar and his gaze never leaving mine: i’m totally enchanted by him.

“Thank you everyone for joining us today, the last song is our last cover, Slow Down by Chase Atlantic,” Jisung’s voice is lower than i expected, I felt shivers down my spine from it and I swallowed hardly thinking about his voice matching perfectly with the last song.

I'm lost in his notes, his voice goes perfectly with the lyrics of the song, "you're buried in the pillow, yeah you're so loud, but I'm about to show you, baby, slow down." Jisung's hair falls on his face in a sensual way, and it seems so above the clouds that he does not seem to hear the cries of the fans excited by his performance.

My eyes can't leave his figure, he's magnetic while it ends with a solo of his electric guitar. His gaze lock mine, is a way that no one ever did. He smirks, he knows.

After 3racha's performance the music just turns in some boring remix, but I can't leave my mind from him, and as I sip my drink and indulge my friend to talk about how good they were, my shoulder get touched. I raise my gaze and I meet his, I have han jisung in front of me.

My friend seems to understand because in two seconds she moves from her seat to leave him her seat, my gaze follows his as our eyes don't stop to study each other, "it's the first time that you come right? your friend is a usual fan, but you.. you're new."

"So he does look at the people in front of him as he performs", I think with myself. He looked so focused during the whole show that I've never noticed how his eyes were looking at me the entire time, "yes, she's a fan. I just decided that I needed to go out you know, spending time in some weird pub."

"at least you didn't find a weirdo," he chuckles as he put his arms on the back of my chair, and with the other hand he finishes my drink til the last drop, he makes a satisfied sound as soon as he finishes swallowing the alcoholic drink, "just me."

"how can I know that you're not a weirdo? I don't know you," my tone it's playfully, just to see what he has in his mind to be this bold to talk with me so casually, "oh but I'm not darling, and I can show you how pretty good I am, in pretty much everything."

His not lying, in his expression I can only read confidence and lust, and my mind divides in two: I can pass the night talking causally with him, maybe even end up outside here and finish our meeting at his place, or I can just let myself go and leave the moment.

fuck it.

That's what I think as his gaze glance at my lips, my teeth capture my bottom lip in reflex as my cheeks slowly grow red, "ah, so you're a shy one, but definitely a naughty." I clear my throat as I avoid his gaze, "I'm not a shy one."

"prove me wrong", he says still looking at me, his actions are pretty bold and I can't leave my mind run on dirty imagines, I can't, I always said to myself that I can't just fuck someone that I just met. It's something that I promised to myself, I've always been pretty hard on myself, the only person that gives me pleasure in my whole life was my ex. We broke up two years ago. Two years without sex.

I can feel my body burn for the desire to be hold, to be kissed, even in a rough way, I just need someone else's touch on my body. he's totally right, I am a shy one. I'm a shy one because every time that my mind goes to a dirty thought I need to squeeze my thighs to stop the warm feeling that grows between them, even now that I'm looking at this guys, with curly brown hair and doe dark eyes I can't stop imagine the things that he would do to me if I said yes.

I never imagined myself with someone like him, someone with a that high league, I'm not for him. Jisung seems like someone that likes to be high, likes parties and be always around; the opposite of me. I'm the one that stay home, that watch tv-shows and anime, never tried drugs and rarely drinks alcohol. I'm not good with relationships, he's probably a social butterfly.

so why am i kissing him in the bathroom of the small pub?

His hand move around my neck, and my breath catches my throat, it makes me feel things that I never felt, our lips move together perfectly, like pieces of a puzzle, his tongue is against mine for the first time and I'm not sure if my legs can take it. it's too much for me, too many feelings at the same time. as my hands finish between his hair he relieves a light chuckles, "so innocent," he murmurs after breaking the kiss, my lips are swollen and red and my eyes are half close, his hand still around my throat pressing enough for making my thighs squeeze together, "oh I'm gonna destroy you so bad."

"p-please," I whispers feeling damn stupid to sound this needy for someone, I never been this needy, I never felt this much desire to someone before, "please what?"

"we can't do this here!"

my mind just gets clear and his hand is pressed more on my neck, my breath catches my throat again, he's being so rough that my wetness is making my panties too messy, "you're getting all wet for me, and you want me to stop?"

"n-no but," I trail off, I want it so bad, but the thought of getting caught just makes me even more excited, "we are not stopping, okay? I'm gonna make you the best slut ever, you're gonna love it so much that you're gonna just beg me for more."

His lips find their way down my neck, his hand move on my waist as I just can pull him closer, "see, you want me, little slut," his low chuckles makes my skin react with chills, every inch that his fingertips touches, my body just wants more.

"please, j-just do something," his teeth grab my sensitive skin, nibbling and biting softly, creating probably memories of our time together. "please what?"

"please Jisung, jisung just do something I can't.."

"too impatient, tell me what you want," he whispers in my ear, his warm breath makes me feel almost dizzy for excitement, "I-i need your cock inside of me, please."

"oh you're gonna have it because you're being so good to me, like my little whore," his low gasp makes me moan, I'm all wet for him and he hasn't even touched me yet. I spread my legs enough for him to reach my panties as I was ready for him to take them off but he put them aside, looking at me with a smirk, "we don't want to waste time to take them off, don't we?"

I simply nod, working on his tight pants to let his shaft out, his cock, as soon as free from the boxers, arches against his stomach, it is not surprisingly big but it's thick. my mouth watering at the view, I want to taste him, I want to have it just for me.

he doesn't lose time, moving one of my thigh against his waist holding it with his hand and the other hand starts to grind against my pussy lips, I moan breathless, the feeling after that long time makes me feel more excited that I expected. "So wet for me."

"please be quick," I whine, too needy to think straight, and he seems too impatient too because his cock slides inside my slit with one thrust. He buries his face in my shoulder, thrusting inside my tight hole endlessly. I just know that in that moment I start to moan, too loud for him because he cover my mouth with his hand, looking straight in my eyes as he bites his bottom lip.

"don't make a sound and I'll let you cum," I nod lightly, keeping my eyes on his, as his thrust start to go deeper and deeper, I feel my whole body shaking for ecstasy. his gaze moves from my eyes to my body, my hands on his chest, grabbing his t-shirt for my life.

"I'm gonna fill you with my sperm," he whispers after a while of whimpering and moaning, his both hands reach my hips to lift me up from the floor, sitting on the toilet just to make me sit on his lap. as soon as his cock get inside me again I can feel how big he is, my walls squeeze around him, and my hands finishes on his shoulder to hold myself as I start to bounce on it. I want it, I need it so bad that my mind get foggy.

"p-please, please I need to-" I trail off as my cheeks get red under his smirk, his eyes are darker than usual, his hands move up from my hips to cup my cheeks, pulling closer for a wet, long and passionate kiss. my senses get dizzy, I can't feel my legs as he shoot his seed inside me, filling me completely as I come at the same time.

the sounds of flesh slapping echoes in the whole bathroom and I just can't move from his lap, I can't and I don't want to. but his hands move on my hips to make me move.

he left me there with his number on his plectrum, a lot of marks on my neck and my mind full of memories.

note: and here we are ^^ I hope you guys liked !! jisung being an asshole it wasn't in my plans but 🤭 @lyramundana