Chys

You don’t even like Jungwon, more like you tell yourself that you’re not supposed to. Mainly because of the slight hostility he sends your way each time you’re in his vicinity.

To you, he’s just Jungwon, no one significant. Just your best friend’s handsome cheeky brother, just someone who didn’t speak unless spoken to, someone who kept to a small circle of friends.

Someone who glares at you every time you enter the room, and it leaves you to wonder if you actually did something wrong to him.

Then you came to realise that his stare downs and broken conversations were because of something else entirely.

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You had gone down for a drink, thirsty from all the talk you were having about with your best friend. Your discussion circled around men who were horrible in bed, focusing mainly on your blind date who you carelessly took home the other week.

You don’t even remember his name, Caleb, Calvin, Charles, something that began with a C. You don't wish to remember. Just thinking of the scene in your bedroom, that man being so horribly horrible in bed, not even giving you the luxury to help you reach your climax, leaves you cringing physically hard.

And after your friend fell asleep, you decided to head on down to the kitchen, where you saw Jungwon, just…standing there. Not doing anything in particular, not drinking water, not scrolling through his phone, just there, as if he was waiting for someone. As if he had been waiting for you.

When he saw you enter the kitchen, he tailed after you. He looked like he was trying not to be obvious about it, but you noticed.

“What.” you deadpanned, matching the coldness in the tone he had been using on you for the past few weeks.

Jungwon leaned back against the kitchen counter, eyes locked onto yours, the same way they usually did. Only this time, his eyes looked intense, like something more sharp was hidden behind them. Something darker. Almost Predatory.

He crossed his arms across his chest and you furrowed your eyebrows at him, scanning his body before you could stop yourself.

When did his shoulders get so broad?

“You’re up late,” he had said matter-of-factly.

You breathed out a laugh and lifted the bottle to your lips, drinking it. A few drops slipped past your lips and trailed down to your shirt, and Jungwon’s eyes followed the trail. He didn’t look, he watched. No shame. Perhaps even slight amusement.

That was when Jungwon dropped the words like a bomb.

“I can make you cum.”

Oh. Wait what?!

You freeze, the water bottle you grabbed from the fridge frozen in your hands, hovering halfway to your lips.

“What?” you had chuckled awkwardly, trying to make sure you had heard him right.

Your grip tightened around the bottle.

“You heard me, I can make you cum.”

He pushed himself off the counter and started to take a few steps towards you.

You stepped back instinctively, heart starting to pound against your ribs.

Jungwon didn’t say anything, he kept stepping forward until your back hit the edge of the kitchen island. That’s when he smirked.

He took the bottle from your hands, setting it aside on the island and leaned closer, trapping you against the island between his arms on either side.

For some reason, you suddenly felt small, and felt that the space around you was shrinking.

“What? You think I can’t?”

You glanced over your shoulders, making sure that no one else was around, “What?!” you whisper shouted, “Are you crazy?” you landed a half-hearted shove to his chest.

You expected Jungwon to pull back, to say he was joking, to apologise.

But he doesn’t. Far from it actually.

He leans in even closer, letting you know that he wasn’t about to let you go easily. A cheshire grin on his face as he leans in close, enough for the fresh smell of his shower gel to infiltrate your senses.

“I heard you with my sister,” he admitted with no sign of hesitation nor shame in his voice about the fact that he had been eavesdropping.

“You talked about how frustrated you are,” he says, jogging your memory.

You felt embarrassed, but he was right, you were frustrated, that was the only reason why you brought that asshole into your apartment, and he was of no help.

“Jungwon, someone might see us,” you said, glancing back restlessly again.

He grabs your jaw between his fingers, guiding you to face him.

You stare up at his eyes. They’re serious, dangerously serious, staring you down with lustful intensity. You don't even know what to make of it. He was staring into your eyes like he had already claimed you.

“I’ve seen how you look at me,” he says, “I’ve seen how you scan across my shoulders,” he spoke deliberately, his hand moving from your jaw to your hair, twirling a loose strand around his fingers before he tucked it behind your ear.

“I’ve seen how you glare at me,” he says, his knees slowly pushing your legs apart. Your breath hitches, stomach coiling uncontrollably.

“You’ve been staring,” he leaned in closer to your ear, his breath hot against your ear, sending a bolt of electricity to your spine.

“Like you want me to take you,” he whispers, knees pushing up against your dampening core.

A whimper leaves your mouth before you can contain it. Your hands instantly grip around Jungwon’s surprisingly strong and steady arms, and he delivers you a victory painted smirk.

“I can make you cum,” he repeats to make sure you know of his intentions, as if those words hadn’t been echoing in your mind since the moment that he said it.

“Just say the word,” his hand slides to your face, cupping your cheeks, grazing his thumb against your skin gently. His knee was still pushed up against your heat, then moving it up and down with slow, teasing movements

You felt your arousal pool in your panties, dampening them, you could feel the way it stuck uncomfortably and hot to your pussy each time Jungwon pulled his knee away.

“Please Won," you breathed.

“Please what y/n?” he tilts his head, now moving his knee against your core in slow circles. You bite down on your lips hard, trying your best to hold in your moans.

“Please…make me cum,” you give in, and it had Jungwon feeling over the moon.

With one swift move, he grabs you by the hips to hoist you up on the kitchen island. You gasp and Jungwon immediately shushes you, “Don’t make a noise baby, wouldn’t want my sister to hear you,” he chuckled.

Before you could swat his chest, Jungwon pulled you into a kiss, slow at first, steady. But the kiss shifted into something more needy and desperate once he let his hands roam around your body.

He slips his tongue in your mouth, letting you taste him, he tastes of mint and vigor. You hum softly into the kiss when Jungwon’s hands shift from your back to your waist, his hand sliding up under the fabric to cup your breasts, his thumb grazing the underside of your breasts.

You gasp into the kiss when he squeezes them. Jungwon continues kissing you, sucking on your tongue as the kiss elevates into a messy and wet one.

He pulls down your bra to release your tits from them and he just holds them, no groping, no teasing, he just gently holds them as he pulls away from the kiss.

You take a good look at Jungwon’s face, his eyes looked determined yet soft, pupils slightly dilated, his lips were glossy and swollen from the kiss and he gives you a small smile which makes your stomach churn.

He attaches his lips to your neck, kissing you there.

His hands move, gently squeezing on your tits and you sigh, throwing your head back.

Jungwon lips travel up to your ears, biting and licking on the lobe. He starts flicking your nipples with his thumb, and you instantly dip your head against his shoulder, biting down on your swollen lips.

Your body jolts as he continues his ministrations on your nipples. He kissed your ear, “Bite down on my shoulder,” he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. He started leaving open mouthed kisses along your neck and jaw.

You bite down on Jungwon’s shoulder, moans muffled as you bite down harder. Jungwon hums against your neck, his fingers now pinching your nipples and gently rolling them between his fingers.

“Fuck Jungwon,” you curse through your clenched teeth and he hums knowingly.

“I know, just feel what I give you baby,” he mouths against your neck.

One of his hands leaves your breasts and slowly starts to dip down into your pants and panties. His thumb finds your clit and he places the pad of his thumb against the bundle of nerves, then he starts to rub the swollen nub in slow, deliberate circles, his other thumb back to circling your nipple again.

You bite down harder and Jungwon groans, “Shit- that’s it,” he chuckled.

Your hands grinded eagerly against his thumb, pussy aching and begging for more. “Jungwon,” you managed as you pulled away from his shoulders, your voice breathy and desperate.

He hums and locks eyes with yours. He pressed down his thumb against your clit and your breath hitches, your nails sinking deeper into his arm.

You begged him with your eyes, eyebrows drawn together, eyes glossy and pleasing. But he ignores it and presses his thumb harder, “Ngh- fuck,” you breathe out.

Jungwon stares at you with an innocent smile, almost mocking.

“Want me to put a finger in you? To have your dripping pussy full of my fingers?” He says, his voice is hushed, reminding you that you had to keep quiet no matter what.

You nodded frantically, wanting more than just his thumb on your clit and his hand flicking your nipple, it was too much to hold in, and yet it was not enough for you to let go.

“Good girl, tell me what you like,” he whispered and slid his thumb down to your entrance, prodding in it experimentally first before sticking his thumb in, and your hips instinctively chase after his hands

The sensation was still not enough, you were still not full enough.

Jungwon noticed your desperation, and with a small shuddered laugh, he pushes two digits in your sopping hole, “Fuck, it slid right in,” he said, more so to himself, a hint of astonishment in the way he said it. Then he began to move his fingers in and out of you.

Your body jolts forward to chase Jungwon’s fingers, “Oh my fucking god-” you mouthed, not because you had to keep your silence, but because the words were stuck in your throat, only threatening to get out, but failing.

Your thighs shook at the sensation, the pleasure, the fullness.

Jungwon stared at you, his gaze intense and burning. He could feel his cock growing painfully hard at this fucked up sight of you, your eyes fluttered shut, your lips pressed together in a line as you desperately tried to contain your moans.

He takes his free hand out from beneath your shirt and he cups your jaw. He pushes his thumb to the corner of your lips, slowly pushing it in.

You opened your mouth, letting Jungwon press his thumb against your tongue. You don’t wait for his instruction and start sucking on his thumb. You circle your tongue around his thumb, letting out silent moans.

The wet sounds of Jungwon’s fingers moving along your walls are loud and obscene in the quiet of the night.

But that doesn’t stop him or you. Jungwon drives his fingers in and out faster, with obscene precision that makes you dizzy, your mind spinning with pleasure each time he pushes his fingers knuckles deep in you, curling them while he’s in deep.

“Fuck you look good like this baby,” he groaned, his cock aching with the need to be inside your warm, wet, pulsating hole.

You squirmed in place as Jungwon kept dragging his digits along your hot convulsing gummy walls, keeping his thumb in your mouth tugging at the corner, pushing his thumb in and out as you continued to suck on it.

It was so incredibly hot and filthy.

Your arousal gushed out of you, wetting your panties and his fingers kept digging deliciously deep into your hole.

Your body tensed up, clenching around Jungwon’s fingers, Jungwon notices how the muscles contract around his fingers, “Wanna cum around my fingers baby? Wanna let your pretty pussy drip all over my fingers?” he asks, his voice low and controlled.

He lets out a heavy breath through his nose when you nod. The pace of his fingers speed up, he drives them into you sharper, with more precision. His thumb finds your pulsing clit again, rubbing circles on the small nub while fucking his fingers knuckles deep into you, working inside you and hitting your g-spot.

“Cum for me pretty, let that tension go hm?”

Your thighs shook even harder, your whole body shaking on top of the marble surface, thrashing about, legs hovered up in the air, toes curled as you felt the tension coiled up in your abdomen.

Then you cum. Hard. Raw. All over his fingers, coating it with your arousal. Your pussy clenched around his fingers, pulsating in strong rhythmic beats.

Jungwon removed his fingers out from your dripping pussy and pushed his arousal coated fingers into your mouth, “Taste it baby, let yourself know how good you taste,” he sighed.

You sucked on his fingers, his thumb tugging the corner of your lips, urging you to open your mouth wider, allowing him to push his fingers in deeper.

He pulls them out and lets you take a moment to breathe as he palms himself through his pants. He hisses at the touch, his cock sensitive and throbbing with need, begging for attention.

“Jungwon…I need you” you begged weakly, thighs threatening to close around him.

“Yeah?" He cooed, “Want me to put my cock in you? Fuck you deep and hard?”

“Yes. Yes- fuck I want you,” you whimper and Jungwon’s hands are back on you in no time. He holds your waist, leaning into a kiss. You kiss him back, releasing a satisfied hum, “So Fucking Pretty,” he muttered, kneading the flesh of your waist.

He then tugged on the waistband of your shorts, his lips refusing to leave the fevered kiss. He pulls the shorts off of you, his hands caressing your bare thighs.

His hands then move to your back, grabbing your ass and lifting you off the marble surface easily.

You gasp lightly, “Surprised?” he asks, pressing soft kisses against your lips now, “Maybe,” you giggle, returning Jungwon’s now soft kisses.

He pushes your back against the refrigerator, the appliance cold and humming against your back, “So pretty,” he said in a low voice, “God I should have done this long ago,” he added, his lips migrating to your neck.

Jungwon holds you against the cold surface in place, one hand holding you securely in place, the other dropping to his pants to release his cock from its restraint.

Jungwon’s cock springs free, hitting the base of his stomach when he pulls his pants down hurriedly, the fabric pooling carelessly at his ankles.

He pulls your soaked panties aside, then kisses you and whispers sweet nothings into your ear, like you’re all that matters to him right now.

Jungwon lines his cock to your entrance, sliding the red and angry tip along your folds to lubricate it with your wetness.

“fuckkk” he drawled as he slid himself along your folds, “You’re so wet for me baby,” Jungwon said to your ear. Heat rose up to your neck, to your ears and face, a whine threatening to leave your mouth.

Jungwon then slowly pushes the throbbing tip of his cock, ready and eager, hard into your aching pussy. He pushes it in slowly and your hands grip a handful of his hair, mouth hung open as his cock gives you a delicious stretch.

“That’s it, feel the stretch baby, feel me,” Jungwon grunted, smirking when you tug on his hair harder. Jungwon started to move his hips, rolling them upwards to push his length in you with slow strokes.

You start to see that he was slowly losing himself. You could tell in the way his cock throbbed inside you, heavy and aching with each deep roll of his hips.

He started moving faster, cock slamming upwards making wet and filthy sound bounce off the walls. “Jungwon- that feels so good- ngh-” your moans become choked. You felt so full with Jungwon’s length drilling deep inside you, his tip hitting your g-spot each time he filled you to the brim.

“Pussy’s so wet, so tight just for me,” he stuttered, “Isn’t that right baby?” He chuckles breathily.

“Yes,” you whisper-whined, mind numbed out as Jungwon kept pistoning his length along your walls, his cock sliding in and out easier gradually as more wetness gushed out of you.

Jungwon messily kisses your neck, letting out small grunts each time he thrusts his cock deep inside you with sharp precision.

You let a moan slip out, immediately biting down on your lips. Jungwon’s cock twitches at your noise, speeding up his thrusts, “You sound so pretty baby,” he muttered against your neck.

His hands dug into your skin harder, his body pressed against yours even more than it already was, practically fusing into yours.

“This pussy’s gonna milk me dry,” he groaned, his thrusts sloppy yet unrelenting now. You could only hear Jungwon, only feel Jungwon, only think of Jungwon. Your initial fear of getting caught kept far in the back of your mind now when all you could focus on was the pleasure.

You wrap your arms around Jungwon’s neck and pull him in a kiss. Jungwon pauses, momentarily surprised, but kisses you back nonetheless, his body taking delight at your excitement.

“Make me cum Wonie,” you moan into the kiss. Jungwon straight up moans, not his small grunts, not his quiet and constraint moans, a loud genuine moan, “Keep calling me that baby,” he kisses you, sloppily swirling his tongue with yours.

“Wonie,” you whine and he hums appreciatively, still pushing his arousal coated cock inside you with an uneven tempo.

You felt your orgasm approaching, coiling up in the base of your stomach, “Wonie, I’m so close,” you say and Jungwon delves his tongue deep into your mouth.

“Cum for me baby, be a good girl and cream all over my cock,” he moaned again.

“Fuck! I’m going to cum too,” Jungwon said, his hips stuttering briefly, then proceeding to slam his length upwards relentlessly, his thrusts become powerful and impossibly deeper.

“Cum with me baby, okay?” He kisses your lips, cheeks, the corners of your lips, everywhere on your face he could.

And you let go. The overwhelming climax taking over the nerves of your body, vibrating in every fibre inside you, your body arches in his hold. And Jungwon shoves his dick inside, balls deep in you, spilling his white and sticky release inside you.

He kisses you through your orgasm, softly moaning into the kiss and he moves his hips up and in lazy circles to make sure his seeds are emptied completely deep inside you.

You can feel his seeds flow out of you as Jungwon pulls out, the liquid dripping down to the clothes pooled at his ankles. He still holds you in place, pecking your cheeks as he tries to even out his staggered breaths.

Your chest heaves up and down, body still twitching from your climax.

“Fuck,” he chuckled breathily, resting his forehead against yours.

He pulled back to examine you, to make sure you were alright, you smiled at him lazily, still resting your hands around his neck and grazing your nails at his nape.

“I told you I could do it,” he said, that familiar cheeky smile returning to his face, you scoff and roll your eyes.

He leans in, pressing his lips against yours, soft and careful. It is entirely different from the previous lust driven kisses you just shared. It is soft and gentle, as if you would shatter into a million pieces if he put any more pressure.

“Told you,” he kisses the corner of your lips, “I could help ease your frustrations,” he kisses the other corner, “That I could make you cum,” he presses his lips against yours again, in that same gentle manner.

“And I did,” he smirked, “Twice,” he lifted his brows proud, perhaps even child-like.

“You’re so stupid,” you chuckle, and his teasing grim transforms into a small smile.

“Sure, whatever you say,” he says, pressing his lips against yours again.

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