totally, completely, utterly in love with you
pairing ↬ jisung ✗ fem! reader
style ↬ smut, a lil fluffy, a drop of angst, college au
summary ↬ han jisung was no player, nor was he even remotely popular among the ladies. but, he did have more sexual experience than you did. and stupidly enough, he was the first person you decided to ask to teach you everything he knew about sex.
requested ↬ corruption kink
‘don’t you want a boyfriend?’ your best friend, felix, had asked out of the blue. sitting there, in an old t-shirt and some sweatpants you were using as a napkin while munching on your doritos, you took a moment to process his words. you tilted your head to the side and pretended to think about it, before laughing lightly and shaking your head.
‘i don’t need one when i have you, lix,’ you cooed in a teasing voice, wiping down your orangey fingers on your sweatpants again. felix rolled his eyes before looking at you, deadly serious as he shifted himself closer to you. ‘why are you looking at me like that?’
‘you’re the only girl on campus that i know who’s still a virgin,’ he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back into the couch, looking you up and down. ‘even i have a boyfriend, y/n.’
‘but why do i need a boyfriend to have sex?’ you rolled your eyes, standing up to refill your glass of water in the kitchen. ‘i could easily call up hwang hyunjin and become his booty call. it would be a ‘no strings attached’ kind of thing, except with strings because i’ve liked him since i was fourteen.’
‘wait, that’s not a bad idea,’ felix smirked, leaning against the counter beside you. you spun around in your spot and shook your head vigorously, a mouth full of water and eyes widened. ‘not with hyunjin, stupid. i meant, with han jisung. you know, the cute guy you’re always drooling over in the lecture hall.’
‘am not,’ you defended, slamming the glass against the counter and glaring at the freckled boy. ‘and there’s no way in hell i’m losing my virginity to a commercial music major. they’re bad news, period. i’d be at every college party under the sun, which is bad for my physical and mental health. plus, jisung is such a dumbass that it’s unbelievable. did you know he once got kicked out of the library for gambling in an intense game of uno?’
jisung closed his locker, removing the towel from around his neck and dropping it onto the metal bench beside him. he took a sip from his water, sliding down the cold locker wall with a huff. you watched him curiously, images of him running across the basketball court clouding your thoughts. you couldn’t lie, jisung was stupid hot, especially when his hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat as he was catching his breath. or when he made a shot, and his face lit up as he watched the basketball slam against the hoop before it fell through the net.
‘han jisung?’ you called, nudging your way through the crowd of sweaty boys. he looked up at you, climbing up off the floor in surprise after seeing a girl in the boys’ basketball team’s locker rooms. gripping your bag’s strap tightly, you inhaled deeply before stopping in front of him. ‘i need to talk to you about something rather personal, immediately.’
you grasped his hand in yours, not letting him process what was going on. after stepping out into the cold air, you let go of his hand and took a deep breath. explaining the situation to him, you tried to sneak in the whole fact that you needed him to take your virginity, but it didn’t go so unnoticed. ‘you need me to do what?’ the thought occured that he was possibly imagining or dreaming this moment. it seemed like a bad, aimed-to-be-hurtful joke.
you were y/n, and jisung had heard the rumors about you around school. ones that claimed you punched lee minho in the face after he tried to kiss you, and that no one was worth it in your eyes. every single person on campus knew of your situation, that you’d never even kissed a guy, so why were you now suggesting a friends with benefits kind of situation with a guy you barely knew? ‘i’ll meet you in twenty minutes in the parking lot,’ you claimed, handing jisung your phone to put his number into. ‘please don’t be late, i have a lecture tomorrow morning.’
a mere forty minutes later, jisung slammed your back against his bedroom wall. it hurt a lot more than you had imagined it would in each of your kinky daydreams, but you liked the way it seemed to knock the air out of your lungs. jisung’s lips met yours and you felt like you were melting. you’d anticipated this moment all of your life, and now it was finally here. you felt giddy, easily figuring out how the whole kissing thing actually worked.
‘wow,’ you pulled away from his lips, which he chased yours with until realising you were too far away for him to kiss you again. ‘i always imagined this moment to be extremely awkward, but kissing feels so natural.’ your finger twirled a piece of jisung’s hair around it, taking in the intoxicating scent of his orange-scented shampoo. it was an odd scent to choose, but the citrusy smell seemed to remind you so much of the boy in your arms.
‘can i?’ jisung raised a brow, one hand trailing up to hook underneath your thigh. you nodded, slightly nervous, but you trusted him considering the discussion of consent you’d had in his car while you drove back to his shared apartment. your legs were wrapped around his waist, his hands gripping your thighs as he carried you over to his bed. he placed you down gently, arms at either side of your head.
your lips worked in perfect sync, your arms draped loosely around his neck. jisung let you run your fingers through his hair, softly rubbing against his scalp as your lips moulded together. his tongue swiped along your bottom lip, asking you for entrance which you gladly allowed. your hands then pressed against his chest, gesturing for him to roll onto his back so that you could straddle his waist.
his fingers ran up and down your sides, drawing circles on your skin. he pulled away from your lips, pressing gentle kisses along the skin of your neck. a soft moan left your lips, making jisung press his growing erection up against your heat. it was so exciting to you that you couldn’t help smiling into the kiss. you wouldn’t have ever guessed this is what you would be doing right now, over studying. your hips worked against jisung’s so naturally and clearly you were doing a good job judging from the soft groans of pleasure that left his lips. but then, the sound of a door shutting caught your attention and you pulled away from the boy in surprise. ‘you don’t happen to have a roommate, do you?’
‘uh, yeah,’ he cupped your cheeks in his hands, turning you to face him. ‘but i’m sure he’s not going to care that you’re here, we’re college students now. he’s really chill too. his name is hyunjin and he’s a dance major, so you might know him.’
‘shit,’ you climbed out of his hold and grabbed your jacket that was randomly placed on his rug. he sat up, watching your every move with confusion. ‘i’ve got to go. we can finish this another time, ok? call me!’ you rushed out, wanting to get out of there as quickly as humanly possible.
‘i thought there was ‘no way in hell’ that you’d lose your virginity to a commercial music major,’ felix started, gesturing towards the hickeys littering your neck. you rolled your eyes, placing a spoonful of rice into your mouth. ‘especially considering the one i suggested was han jisung.’
‘shut it, lix,’ you groaned, pulling your knees flush against your chest. you glanced around the cafeteria until your eyes landed on jisung sitting with his friends. ‘we didn’t even have sex, but jisung is a really good kisser and it wasn’t even awkward that he was my first. and it felt so good to be grinding on him and hearing him groan in my ear. well, it was great, until i found out he’s roommates with hyunjin!’
‘too much information, y/n,’ felix teased, placing his spoon down onto his tray. ‘but you missed the most perfect opportunity. hyunjin would’ve been around to hear you moaning jisung’s name all night long, destroying your innocent image. then, he would’ve been interested in you. specifically for sex, but at least it’s a start, right?’
‘i didn’t want hyunjin to hear my first time!’ you whisper-yelled back at him. ‘that’s embarrassing on so many levels. anyway, i’m going back to my dorm. my classes are over, so i’ll see you tomorrow.’ you stood to clean up your tray of food and purposely passed by jisung’s table. feeling his eyes on your ass, you spun around and shot him an innocent smile followed by a whispered, ‘call me.’
jisung in fact did call you. and then he was in your dorm, pressing you against your sheets. your fingers were tugging on his hair and his hips were pressing down into your own. it felt a lot better than the first time since you’d gotten the hang of things by now. he tugged your bottom lip between his teeth, his hands trailing down to massage your thighs. you couldn’t hold back the breathy moans when his lips were sucking on your neck and his cold fingers were brushing over the hot skin of your stomach.
‘can i touch you?’ he lifted his head to look down at you, fingers tugging on the waistband of your denim shorts. you tried to suppress your smile, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth as you nodded. the nerves started as soon as he fumbled with your buttons and zip, your eyes watching his every move. he sensed your worry, looking up to meet your nervous gaze. ‘hey, you can trust me. i promise i’ll make you feel good, ok?’ his lips met yours in a sweet kiss before he returned to his previous actions.
you lifted your hips so that he could remove your shorts and lacy underwear — the pair you had quickly changed into before his arrival — as your cheeks were tinted a deep shade of red. his eyes glanced over your body, his bottom lip between his teeth as he admired you beneath him. your body jolted as soon as his thumb brushed over your clit. you hadn’t expected that being touched by someone else could bring you so much pleasure. he chuckled lightly as he spread your thighs further apart.
his fingers pressed against your entrance to collect your arousal, earning a gasp from you. he locked his gaze with your own once more, asking again if he had your permission. you nodded shortly, dropping your head back against the pillows. one of his fingers entered you, feeling slightly uncomfortable but still causing you to let out a moan. as he began to thrust his finger in and out of you, your body adjusted to the feeling and soon you were asking for more. he smirked to himself, pushing another finger into your heat and curling them both against your walls. ‘fuck!’ your back arched away from the bed, hips rolling to meet with the thrusts of his fingers.
his speed increased, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit as he leaned up to press his lips against your neck. ‘mm, jisung,’ your moan of his name sent electricity through his body, going straight to his dick as he grew harder. ‘faster!’ you choked out, fingers twisting in your sheets as he obliged. the room was filled with the sounds of your wetness and your moans as jisung drew you closer to your release.
you clenched around his fingers, hips bucking up as the knot untied itself. your breathing was fast and short, your fingers were gripping onto the sheets and your hips were rolling along with his thrusts. jisung rode out your orgasm before pulling his fingers away from your heat. you shivered at the uncomfortable feeling, weakly falling back against the mattress. ‘i told you i’d make you feel good,’ jisung grinned proudly, propping himself up on his side as he looked down at your red cheeks and swollen lips.
‘shut up,’ you sat up, pushing jisung onto his back against the bed. ‘now it’s my turn.’ you were nervous, but you weren’t going to show that. it was going to come naturally, right? you hoped. ‘i don’t really know what i’m doing, so i’m sorry in advance.’
‘relax, y/n,’ jisung spoke softly, sitting himself up against the headboard. ‘you’ll get the hang of it, trust me.’ he reached to unbutton his jeans, his eyes looking into yours for confirmation. you nodded, running your fingers along his thigh and pushing his hand away from himself. taking the hint, his hands fell to his sides and he leaned back on them.
your hand slipped past the waistband of his jeans as you took a deep breath, trailing your thumb over his tip. his breath hitched as he watched you with hooded eyes. it was weird to be touching him and knowing he liked it, but it sent a sudden jolt of electricity through your body and gave you the confidence. slipping his member out of the confinements, your jaw dropped at the sight of his length and the angry, red tip. smiling shyly and softly, you leaned down to press a gentle kiss to his tip before swirling your tongue around it.
jisung had never thought he would see you go down on him. you had an innocent smile and cold demeanour, so many people assumed you were just a naive virgin girl who pushed all boys away. well, all boys except your bisexual best friend, felix. but watching your glossy eyes sparkling with tears whenever his tip brushed against the back of your throat, he’d never loved a sight so much. he was destroying your perfect image as the seconds went by, your hair wrapped around his fingers and your tongue moving along his cock. he couldn’t help letting out a groan just at the thought of him corrupting you and flipping your stereotype around.
you gagged around him, closing your eyes tightly as he groaned out your name. ‘’m gonna-’ he tried to tug your head away but you reached up to stop him from doing so, swallowing around him as his hot seed landed on your tongue. ‘hmm- fuck.’ he breathed out heavily, dropping his hands to his sides and dropping his head backwards. you grimaced as you swallowed, the texture making you wish you had never let him release in your mouth. ‘gross, i know.’
‘not bad,’ you hummed in response, wiping the corners of your mouth as you scooted closer to where he was sitting. ‘just unfamiliar.’ jisung fixed himself up as you slipped off of your bed. ‘i’m gonna go… clean up. choose something to watch if you want to stay for a while.’ you shrugged, rummaging through your drawers for something comfortable.
of course, jisung did stay. ‘are you coming to the party next break?’ he questioned, rolling over onto his stomach to look at you. ‘it’s at changbin’s house. you know, that rich commercial music major. he lives just outside of campus and his parents aren’t home, so he’s using that to his advantage.’
‘yeah, i know him, he’s felix’s boyfriend after all. but i don’t know, parties aren’t my thing.’ you popped a piece of popcorn in your mouth, switching your attention back to the tv playing a movie in front of you. ‘is hyunjin going to be there?’
‘what’s your deal with him?’ jisung raised a brow, reaching for a handful of popcorn. ‘are you guys enemies or something? is he your ex-boyfriend? no, that can’t be it. hyunjin’s kind of a thot, you wouldn’t be a virgin if you had dated him before.’
‘shut up, ji,’ you rolled your eyes, also rolling onto your stomach and nudging him with your shoulder as you landed at his side. ‘felix wanted me to lose my virginity so that i would be more available to hyunjin. i’ve been pining after him for one-too-many years.’
‘you? you like hyunjin?!’ he burst out in laughter, so you reached up to cover his mouth. ‘sorry, it’s just that- well, he’s hyunjin and you’re y/n. i would expect you to go for someone like kim seungmin or even your own best friend, lee felix.’
‘he wasn’t always a slut, you know,’ you tutted, reaching for a handful of popcorn before shoving it into his mouth. he almost choked, glaring over at you. ‘he’s a sweet guy, ok? i really like him, but i’m just not experienced enough for him, you know?’ jisung shrugged, reaching for a piece of popcorn before throwing it your way. you reacted immediately, giggling as he trapped you under his weight to stop you from throwing more.
felix spat out his water in surprise, coughing and reaching for a napkin. ‘you swallowed his kids, y/n?! that’s so gross!’ you slapped him hard on his arm, shooting him daggers with your eyes. he looked at you with confusion so you reached for your book, threatening to hit him with it.
‘do you ever shut up?!’ you fell back in your seat with a huff, folding your arms over your chest. felix wiped the water away from his face and cleared his throat, locking his gaze with jisung from across the room. ‘oh, fuck, he heard you, lix! your big mouth can’t control itself, right?!’ you let the moment of anger seep out of you, sighing deeply and closing your eyes. ‘i’m sorry, lixie. i know, it is gross, but i didn’t know what to do and i panicked.’
‘tonight is the night, right?’ felix whispered softly, leaning in closer so that you could hear him. you nodded with red cheeks, covering your face with your hands. ‘hey, chill out. you’ll be fine. plus, he isn’t going to nut in three seconds because he’s not a virgin. you’ll be able to enjoy it for longer.’
‘do you always have to be so vulgar?’ you teased, dropping your arms to your sides. ‘i’m just nervous. i don’t know how it all works. i’m just glad it’s ji, because he’s so gentle and caring. well, not exactly gentle, but he takes things slow.’
‘do you always have to be so vulgar?’ felix mimicked you, making you throw one of your fries at him. you stuck your tongue out at him as he feigned hurt, causing you to giggle at his silliness.
‘hey, cutie,’ jisung smirked, leaning against the doorframe as you rolled your eyes. he chuckled lightly, opening the door for you. your senses were clouded with the sound of soft jazz playing in the background and the strong smell of roses, explained by the path of rose petals to his bedroom. you shot him a look as if to ask him why he had to be so extra about it. ‘this is the only first time you’re going to get. be thankful it won’t be the same as mine was. it was almost two years ago at my first college party, and the girl was too drunk to even remember my name.’
‘sounds rough,’ you cringed, dropping your bag to the ground and reaching up to drape your arms around jisung’s neck. he got the hint and slowly leaned down to kiss you softly, his hands finding position on your hips. the music seemed to work for setting the mood as your tongues collided and your fingers twisted strands of his hair around them. ‘hyunjin’s not here, right?’ you mumbled against his lips as he backed you up and pressed you against the nearest wall, his fingers tugging at the hem of your t-shirt.
‘staying next door,’ he answered simply, lifting you to straddle his waist to carry you along the rose petals into his bedroom. ‘mutual friend- gave them a heads up.’ he replied in between kisses, struggling to push the door open with his foot. you giggled into the kiss, pulling away to reach for the handle. ‘wait, i forgot to get condoms from chan.’
‘chan?! who-’ he muffled your words with his lips, gently placing you down against his sheets. you huffed in annoyance, sitting up to watch jisung climbing off of the bed again. ‘be quick.’
‘he’s only next door,’ he grinned, quickly rushing out of his door. instead of simply waiting around, you began to explore his room. your eyes fell upon the flannel shirts shoved onto one side of his wardrobe, forgotten as he grew up and matured. you made a promise to yourself to steal the yellow and black one, just as a memory of the time you spent together.
meanwhile, jisung stood awkwardly in the kitchen of chan’s neighbouring apartment, tapping his foot against the floor. ‘you’re a dumbass, you know that?’ hyunjin snorted, twirling around on the kitchen’s counter to look at the younger boy. ‘so, how far did you get before you realised?’ he teased, resting his head on his palm and blinking quickly.
‘you’re an asshat, you know that?’ jisung raised a brow in return, not purposely snatching the foil packets from chan’s hands. he couldn’t help but wonder what you actually saw in hyunjin. maybe he was a nice guy, but now he was just a college jerk who loved to get drunk and have sex. there was nothing special about him, other than his dancing skills of course. but you could dance better than hyunjin, he was sure of it. really, jisung didn’t see anything that stood out in him. ‘thanks, see you!’
you dropped back onto the bed with a sigh, wondering what could be taking him so long. but as if the universe had heard your thoughts, jisung appeared in the doorway of his bedroom. he shot you a wink, the column of blue, foil packets unravelling to the floor. ‘stop being an idiot and just have sex with me already,’ you patted the bed beside you, watching as he placed all but one of the condom packets into his nightstand. he came back down to kiss you, his hands slipping under your skirt to draw circles on the insides of your thighs. then, he pressed his fingers against your clit and began to rub you through the material of your panties.
the feeling made your arousal trickle down onto the material, being uncomfortably wet against your folds. you tried to fill your mind with what was to come in order to turn yourself on some more, imagining the sound of his breathy groans in your ear and the feeling of his teeth sinking into your neck and the feeling of his fingers wrapped around your throat. wait, what? the urge to be used and dominated filled your thoughts, making you press your thighs together and roll your hips.
‘damn, eager are we?’ jisung joked, pressing his finger against the wet patch forming on your panties. you simply groaned in annoyance, pushing his hands away and sitting up on your knees. you pursed your lips, looking down at your fingers resting on your thighs. ‘you feeling ok? if you want to back out, that’s totally fine with me.’ you shook your head, wiping your hands against the material of your skirt before reaching to peel off your t-shirt.
jisung’s eyes fell to your chest as you dropped the t-shirt to the ground. with your cheeks tinted red, you tugged on the hem of his t-shirt in order to ask him to take his off too. eyes falling to his toned chest, all the way down to his v-line, you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth to suppress a smirk. he raised a brow cockily, hands gripping your waist as he pulled you into his lap. your lips met once again and your fingers ran down his body until slipping past the waistband of his boxers. he quickly gripped your wrist and tugged it away, ‘oh, y/n,’ he clicked his tongue, gripping your hips. ‘we both know who’s in charge here.’ his cold fingers trailed up your body until he reached to unclasp your bra.
a whine left your lips as the cold air reached your nipples, and you rubbed yourself down against his hardened member. ‘i want you to be rough,’ you whispered, wrapping your arms around his neck. he hummed and leaned down to kiss along your chest until he reached your left nipple, and began to swirl his tongue around it. ‘jisung, please.’ you whimpered, gripping his hair in your hand. ‘i just want to feel you inside of me now.’ within seconds, jisung was hovering above you, tugging down the material of your skirt along with your panties.
‘are you sure you’re wet enough?’ he leaned down to run his tongue between your folds, groaning at the taste of you. a shaky breath left your lips, hips rolling up, but he was quick to move away. ‘you don’t want to be sore all week, right?’ you nodded shortly, blushing at the sudden thought of waddling around campus with obvious hickeys down your neck, clearly hinting at what you had been getting up to.
the nerves began to sink in as jisung grabbed the condom, his hands fiddling with the drawstring on his sweats. you hadn’t really thought it through, and now you were worried about the fact that you were about to lose your virginity with no knowledge of what the first time was like. ‘wait, can i pee first?’ jisung looked up at you when hearing your words, his eyes trailing over your naked body. he nodded shortly, leaning down towards the floor and tossing you his t-shirt. you eyed him suspiciously but slipped it over your head, surprised to see it just about reached your thighs.
‘down the corridor,’ he informed you, ‘it’s next to hyunjin’s room, and the door is usually open.’ you slipped down from his bed and awkwardly found your way to the bathroom. taking a few deep breaths, you fixed your hair before actually going to pee. you remembered felix telling you that you should always go to the bathroom before having sex, which you thankfully remembered. scrubbing your hands clean, you huffed out a breath of air before finding your way back to jisung’s bedroom. he looked up from his phone, tossing it onto his nightstand and reaching out to grip tightly onto your hips.
he returned you back to your previous position, sitting back to finally remove his boxers as you removed his t-shirt from your body and dropped it to the ground. you squeezed your thighs together, your fantasy of finally feeling him thrusting in and out of you about to be fulfilled. for a moment, you watched his struggle before sitting up, taking the condom from his hands and tearing it open. he bit down into his tongue to hold back the groan at the feeling of your fingers wrapping around his length. it was hard for him to hide that he was impressed by your unexpected actions, causing you to simply shrug. he captured your lips in a kiss, gently leaning you back against his sheets. ‘here,’ he moved your hands up to grip onto his shoulders. ‘it’s going to hurt at first.’
you nodded, eyes trailing down his body to watch as he pressed his tip against your folds. he groaned at the feeling, his own eyes meeting with yours as he positioned himself at your entrance. slowly pushing his tip into your heat, he almost hissed in pain as your fingernails dug into his shoulder. ‘shit,’ you whispered, eyes watering as he stretched you out. he buried himself deep inside of you, hearing your short breaths as you adjusted to him. ‘you can move.’ his fingers intertwined with your own as he moved his hips back, before gently pushing back in. you let out a choked moan, pleasure blinding your senses.
the pain had turned to discomfort as he rolled hips more, before it rapidly turned into pleasure. jisung groaned above you before dropping his head to rest in the crook of your neck, losing himself in the feeling of your walls wrapped around his cock. your arms moved to wrap around his neck, your fingers trailing up to play with his hair. without even realising, your own hips were rolling in order to create more friction. ‘jisung,’ you whimpered as his lips connected to your neck, your fingers tugging harder at his hair. ‘p-please move faster.’
‘you sure?’ he met your gaze with his dark eyes that were filled with lust, uncertainty flashing through his irises. ‘i don’t want to hurt you.’ you nodded, claiming it didn’t hurt at all, so he leaned down to kiss you before his hips snapped against your own. your back arched, your grip tightening as you moaned out loudly. hearing your reaction, he couldn’t help but continue his faster, harder thrusts. but you didn’t seem to mind, and he was loving it way too much. your usual sweet gaze was filled with lust and desperation, your soft lips were muttering only his name and an array of curses and he couldn’t get enough of feeling you squirm beneath him.
‘fuck, ‘sung!’ you whined, hips bucking as his fingers stimulated your clit. he continued to suck on your neck, teeth grazing your skin as his hips rutted against your own. whimpers began to fall from your lips as his actions became rougher, simply because you loved how he made you feel so submissive and vulnerable under his touch. your walls clenched around him, causing his thrusts to stutter for a moment. he grunted into the skin of your neck, his free hand holding your hip as he lifted his head up to watch you, thrusting deeper and slower. ‘i’m cum-’
you let out a deep breath, your walls clenched as your orgasm shot through you. your back was arched away from the bed, your thighs forming a death grip around jisung’s waist. he continued to rub your clit, finding it hard to hold on at the sight of your neck covered in his marks and fully exposed to him due to your head being thrown back. as your breathing became unsteady and fast, he removed his fingers and chased his own orgasm. you whined at the oversensitivity, but it wasn’t long before his own head was thrown back in pleasure, a groan of your name leaving his lips as he released into the condom.
he quickly pulled out of you, discarding of the used condom and finding a clean pair of underwear to put on before disappearing from the room. he came back with a towel before claiming he would grab your bag for you. you took the towel and cleaned yourself up, deciding you would discard of it in the bathroom and of course, go to the toilet. you winced as you took your first step, tightly closing your legs together as you waddled over to jisung’s wardrobe. with a wide smile to yourself, you tugged down the yellow and black flannel shirt and covered your naked body with it. you groaned in pain as you waddled over to the bathroom, regretting asking him to be rough with you now that the ache had kicked in.
jisung came back into the room to see that you were gone and rolled his eyes, knowing you had went to the bathroom despite the pain you would obviously be experiencing. he knocked on the door before opening it, seeing you were wearing his flannel shirt that hung just above your knees and standing by the sink. ‘can you pass me my toothbrush?’ he hummed, awkwardly searching through your bag to find it. then he joined you at the sink, pulling funny faces at you to lighten the slightly awkward mood. ‘you’re such a dork.’ you muttered through your toothpaste-filled mouth, almost choking as he simply pulled a weirder face before spitting in the sink.
‘you look good in my clothes,’ he winked, grabbing your bag for you as you wiped your mouth clean. you blushed, slowly following him out of the room. ‘here.’ he opened his arms out to you, and you rolled your eyes as you let him lift you by your waist. ‘i’m not being dramatic, y/n. i just don’t want you to be in pain, especially not if i caused it.’ you lightly slapped his chest, your cheeks flushing before he gently dropped you down onto his bed.
‘can you get me a clean pair of underwear from my bag?’ you pouted up at him, and his cheeks flushed a red colour. ‘you’re really going to get all shy now? after we just had sex?’ your comment made him roll his eyes as he rummaged through your bag once again, before he tossed the clothing over to you and switched off his bedroom light. he faced away from you and closed his eyes, wishing he could fall asleep and simply ignore his heart beating faster than usual against his chest. ‘jiji, cuddle me!’ you whined, wrapping your arms and legs around him, making him groan at the uncomfortable feeling of your cold feet brushing over his hot skin.
he turned to face you and you grinned, gently nuzzling your head against his bare chest and tightly holding onto his body. his fingers ran through your hair as you hummed, listening to his heartbeat as sleep took over your body. jisung leaned down to gently kiss your forehead, brushing the fallen hair out of your eyes. he smiled widely, an overwhelming feeling of comfort washing over him. ‘ah, shit,’ he sighed deeply, staring up at the ceiling and bringing his hand up to run through his own hair in frustration. ‘this wasn’t supposed to happen.’
only a few hours later, you groaned and nuzzled your face closer to the crook of jisung’s neck. he stirred as the sun’s light seeped through his curtains and woke him, and he saw you were awake too. then it sunk in that an unfamilar tune was playing through the room, and you shot out of bed to grab your phone from your bag. a sigh of defeat left your lips as you saw the many missed calls and texts from felix that had filled your screen, but his final text informed you that he was going out with changbin instead of you. jisung rolled over onto his stomach, pulling his pillow into his arms and shoving his face into the soft material.
‘morning, sunshine!’ you teased, jumping back onto his bed beside him. he shook his head, tightening his grip on the pillow which only made the muscles in his arms even more prominent. ‘come on, i want a smoothie for breakfast!’ you positioned yourself on his back, gently rubbing his shoulders to soothe the tension. he mumbled something in reply, but it was muffled by the pillow he buried his face into. you smiled to yourself, your fingers trailing down his body until you reached his sides and began to tickle him.
after a few attempts to drag jisung out of bed, he finally got dressed and joined you in the bathroom as he had done the night before. you used jisung’s shirt to go over your white t-shirt, tying it at your waist so that it had became a cropped shirt of some sort. ‘are you ready to go?’ he grabbed his phone and wallet, looking way too attractive in his simple black jeans and black t-shirt look, but there was something about the way he had tucked his t-shirt in that had you biting back an inappropriate remark. you simply nodded, excitedly grasping his hand in yours and intertwining your fingers. he just let you drag him along, the smile of an idiot in love across his lips.
walking into the smoothie place, you weren’t expecting to see felix and changbin sitting in a booth beside the window. ‘fuck,’ you turned jisung around, pushing him back towards the door. then came the yell of your name and you tensed, looking up at the boy in front of you with wide eyes. ‘hey, felix!’ you grinned, slowly stepping towards the two. surprisingly, he didn’t seem mad at you, instead he stared at your hand wrapped around jisung’s and the flannel shirt jisung always wore a few years back.
‘have fun?’ felix teased, a subtle smirk forming on his lips. you glanced over at jisung in discomfort and he met your gaze, his thumb softly drawing circles on the back of your hand. you shrugged with red cheeks, but ended up grinning stupidly as jisung’s hand rested on your thigh comfortingly. ‘gross, but i’m glad. our virgin y/n is a virgin no more!’ your leg came up to kick him under the table, a warning glare being sent his way. he winced, pulling his leg up onto the booth’s seat with a pout. you were sure that he was never going to let you forget about this.
your arms were folded over your chest as you sat in the back seat of jisung’s car. changbin’s party was nowhere near its end, but you were parked in the parking lot of the now-familiar apartment complex instead of dancing and getting drunk. ‘i didn’t want to leave, ‘sung,’ you whined yet again, turning to face outside of the window. you refused to go inside, resulting in jisung pulling you into his car so that his neighbours didn’t witness an argument. ‘i was having fun. why did you have to ruin it?’
‘fun?! y/n, you were downing shot after shot simply because hyunjin was off kissing some ‘random slut’ rather than paying attention to you. he doesn’t even acknowledge your existence, how could you possibly be in love with that guy?’ jisung was angry, you could hear it in his voice now that you had sobered up with bottle after bottle of water. but he wasn’t mad at you, you knew that. he was mad at hyunjin for upsetting you, but you didn’t want him to be mad at him either. ‘hyunjin is just an asshole, y/n! the only things he cares about are who’s the next person he’s going to be fucking and how much alcohol he’ll need to consume to actually find them attractive enough.’
‘that’s not true!’ you turned back around to face him, a tear falling down your cheek. ‘do you really think i would put myself through this if hyunjin really was such a dick?! why would i waste my time fucking around with an asshole like you if it was all for nothing, huh? can’t you just believe me?!’ your hands came up to push against his chest, but he caught your wrists, pushing you to be laying down and holding your arms above your head.
‘it’s always about you, isnt it?’ he tutted, hovering above you. the anger seemed to seep away in an instant as you relaxed into his hold, the burning feeling centering at your core instead. his lips were distracting close to your own, his hot breath fanning over your face. you mumbled a, ‘fuck you,’ but you really didn’t mean it. ‘oh yeah? bet.’ he replied slyly, lips connecting with yours which caused you to moan into his mouth. and so you had sex with jisung in the back of his car for the second time, adding to the total of nine times that the two of you had had sex since the first time.
the annual end-of-semester party was approaching, meaning you asked jisung to go dress shopping with you. after hours of him checking you out and making less than appropriate comments about wanting to take them off, you finally found the perfect dress. he twirled you around in the changing rooms, causing you to giggle loudly before you landed in his arms. staring up into his eyes, you had the urge to connect your lips, but decided against it. after all, why would you kiss him if it wasn’t leading to sex?
jisung had felt off that day. he tried to act normal and just like the goofy, bubbly person he was, but it was hard when his mind was elsewhere. the last time he was ever going to be close to you would be when you’re sitting in his car, before he drops you off just outside of campus so that you can run off to find hyunjin. then, he’d compete in his last basketball game of the semester and go back to his bedroom alone. his bedroom that smelled like your perfume, the smell stronger against his sheets. but it was only his fault that he was losing you, because he agreed to the kind of relationship you had.
you were glad that he had taught you so much. now, you had jisung crumbling under your touch whenever your lips were wrapped around his cock. now, he would fuck you into his mattress until you’re both on the verge of passing out, having had one-too-many orgasms. the ache between your legs would only be due to him fucking you hard and fast, his nails digging into your hips and your moans only begging him to go faster. in a matter of months, your innocent face had became only a facade. behind that, you were the sub of jisung’s dreams, and he was the dom of yours. and in all honesty, it hurt to know that now, sitting in his car parked in the campus parking lot, was your last moment together before you finally completed your scandalous mission.
‘good luck tonight,’ you smiled softly, reaching over to rest your hand on jisung’s. he nodded, pursing his lips as he looked down at his lap. ‘i’m sorry i have to miss it. i’ll be at the next one, i promise!’ you didn’t promise that at all. jisung knew that, you knew that, but neither of you jumped to correct it. it was better leaving on good terms. ‘i know you’ll do good.’ you pushed open the door, your heels landing on the floor as you got out. he followed you, standing opposite you as you grasped his hands, tugging him closer. ‘thank you, sungie. i really mean it, and this isn’t just about the sex. you’re the sweetest, most caring guy i’ve ever met, and i’ll miss you so much.’
‘i’m in love with you,’ jisung wanted to shout towards your turned back and stop you in your tracks. ‘if you truly believe that, why are you leaving?’ he so desperately wanted to stop you and ask you to be his, but he knew your heart belonged to another. a lump formed in his throat as he watched you, before his gaze flickered to the dark ground and he span around to get ready in the locker room.
you arrived at the field on the outskirts of the campus, seeing tables filled with alcohol and speakers resting on the grass. with a wide grin, you approached felix and hugged him from behind, causing him to stumble forward. ‘where’s changbin?’ you asked curiously, but it was barely audible over the sound of the music coming from speakers. he gestured towards the campus, signifying he was at the game and would be arriving later. ‘one semester closer to graduation, right?’ you shrugged, taking a sip from your newly-opened drink. ‘wait, let’s take a picture together before we’re too drunk!’
soon, your body was moving to the music and alcohol had made your brain fuzzy. the music drowned everything out as you focused on the movement of your hips, complimented by the tight, black dress jisung had helped you to choose. you felt hands on your hips and glanced up, surprised to see hyunjin was tugging you closer to his body. ‘do you want to get out of here?’ he tried to call over the sound of the music blasting through the speakers and the chatter of hundreds of voices. you nodded hesitantly, letting him lead you away from the crowd.
minutes later, he placed you down onto a table in the library, his lips connected to your neck as you reached to unbutton his black shirt. ‘is jisung going to be cool with this?’ he mumbled against your skin, pressing his hips against your own. you ignored him, shutting him up with a messy, drunken kiss. it wasn’t filled with passion and love as it had been when jisung used to kiss you. ‘i mean, you must’ve really been in love.’ he continued as you slipped his shirt down his shoulders. ‘he tainted you, and you just allowed him to do so. you used to be an innocent virgin and now you’re about to let me fuck you over this desk like the slut he made you into.’
‘stop!’ you pushed him away, tugged your dress back down to cover your panties and grabbed your clutch bag. a tear rolled down your cheek that you quickly wiped away, hyunjin being taken aback as he looked down at you. he stepped back over to you, reaching for your shaking hand. ‘don’t touch me.’ you warned, climbing down from the table. ‘i should’ve just listened. you really are just an asshole.’ you spat, slipping off your heels before you set off running out of the library and out of the building. you checked the time on your phone, tears streaming down your face as you wandered towards the locker rooms. you’d never felt so disgusting and dirty in your entire life, and that made you sick to your stomach. you felt like screaming and crying, completely annoyed at yourself for not realising the truth sooner.
the door of the locker room slammed shut behind you and you were met with a dark, empty room. or so you thought, until jisung got up from his position on the metal bench and came towards you. without a word, you ran into his arms and sobbed into the material of his basketball jersey. ‘you were right,’ you whispered, your voice breaking. ‘hyunjin is so disgusting. he called me a slut and made me feel like one by bringing you up and i felt so guilty and i just couldn’t take it so i came running to you because i trust you and i-’ your words got caught in your throat as he stroked your hair, holding you close. ‘i think i love you, jisung, more than a friend loves a friend.’
he tensed up, feeling his heart beating faster against his chest. it felt as though his rib cage was about to shatter due to the force, and all he could do was tug your body closer to his. ‘y/n,’ he sighed, resting his chin atop your head. ‘you’re so dense. i’m totally, completely, utterly in love with you. i have been ever since you trusted me with your virginity. you’re so much more than an object, and you don’t deserve a guy like hyunjin who would treat you like one.’
‘r-really?’ you sniffled, pulling away to look up into his glossy eyes. he wiped away your tears, nodding softly as a smile grew across your face. you wrapped your arms around his neck, burying your head into the crook of his neck as his arms circled around your waist. it was then that you really realised just how much you loved jisung. you couldn’t help going through the memories in your mind as you left the locker room, stopping in the middle of the field and making jisung place his bag down on the ground. it was so obvious that you had fallen for each other, anyone would’ve been able to tell. ‘kiss me, because you’re the only thing i’m sure of right now.’
he gently cupped your face in his hands, his nose brushing your own before he gently pressed his lips to yours. you felt yourself melting into his touch, his lips moving slower and softer than they had usually done. you thought back to all of the time you had spent together, and how you had grown from strangers to the closest of friends and more. he was always so loving and gentle, and you couldn’t help noticing how comfortable you were when you were with him. there was a strong sense of trust between the two of you, and he was always patient with you. he allowed you to discover and experiment while he was standing by your side, no matter how much it would hurt him in the future to see you walk away.
‘can we go back to your place?’ you pulled away from his lips, resting your forehead against his. he smiled softly, pecking your lips before grabbing your hand and his bag and the two of you ran across the campus grounds until you found his car. after tossing his bag into the back seat, he leaned you against the side of his car, tightly holding onto your waist as your lips met in a passionate kiss. a small moan slipped past your lips as you rolled your hips, breath hitching at the feeling of rubbing against his bulge. ‘hey, jisung.’ you spoke between kisses, your fingers playing with the ends of his hair at the nape of his neck. ‘since i’m so tainted now, care for some steamy car sex?’ your eyes stared up into his innocently, but jisung could see your intentions behind them.
‘of course,’ he tugged you towards the driver’s seat, pulling you into his lap so that your ass was almost touching the steering wheel. you moaned softly, rutting your hips against his own and kissing him back just as roughly as he kissed you. your hand slipped between your bodies to reach beneath the waistband of his basketball shorts and his boxers in order to run your thumb over his tip before pulling out his growing erection. he groaned as your lips met with the side of his neck, your hands working to jerk him off. it was obvious how much you had changed by now, switching from your hesistant, shy character to wanting to ride jisung in the driver’s seat of his car in the middle of the campus parking lot.
jisung helped hike up your tight dress, his fingers hooking in the sides of your lacy underwear so that he could pull the material down and past your thighs. you lifted your hips, allowing him to slip them down your whole body. he reached to recline the seat back, making you let out a squeak as you fell against his chest. ‘wait,’ he looked up at you, his lip nervously pulled in between his teeth. ‘i don’t have any condoms on me. i assumed we wouldn’t be having sex in my car right now.’
‘it’s ok,’ you leaned back down to kiss him, running your fingers through his hair as you usually did. ‘as long as you wake up early with me tomorrow and help me buy a morning after pill.’ he nodded, gripping your hips and tugging you further into his lap. his fingers trailed between your folds before he slipped one into your core, causing your body to jolt forwards as you whimpered into his mouth. your hips rolled along with the thrusts of his finger, followed by another, as you moaned out his name. ‘mm, wanna feel you inside me, ‘sung. stop teasing me and just fuck me already. n-need you to cum inside me.’
‘god, you drive me crazy,’ he removed his fingers from your heat before positioning his tip at your entrance. as your hips sunk down his length, you tightly gripped a fistful of his t-shirt and jersey, a high-pitched whine leaving your lips. for a while, you were content with rolling your hips and bouncing on his dick, until you began to grow tired. ‘want me to take over?’ jisung offered, and you hummed as he slipped out of you. he moved you to the back seat, kicking his bag to the ground and removing his jersey and t-shirt. ‘i’m going to blindfold you now, ok?’ he whispered against your ear, folding his jersey into a thin strip before tying the material at the back of your head. ‘now, face down for me, babygirl.’
you whimpered, immediately following his orders as you had always done. the blindfold only added to the excitement you were feeling, as you weren’t sure what was going to be happening to you. he slipped back into your core from behind, his fingers gripping your hips to hold you in place. ‘ahh- jisung,’ you thrusted your hips backwards until you were in sync with his thrusts. but he tightened his grip to stop you and began to thrust into you faster. ‘ch-choke me.’ you barely whispered, but jisung heard clearly. he was unsure of it, but slowly reached to wrap his fingers around your neck. you gasped, your eyes rolling to the back of your head with pleasure as he pulled you flush against his chest.
‘you like that, don’t you?’ he whispered close to your ear, his teeth tugging on your earlobe. ‘you like it when i fuck you like this, hm?’ you could only nod in reply, causing him to tighten his grip around your neck. ‘answer me when i’m talking to you.’ he demanded, and you let out a raspy moan that roughly sounded like, ‘fuck, yes.’ he loosened his grip before moving his hand down to rub your clit, making you roll your hips against his fingers as he harshly thrusted up into you from behind.
‘’m gonna c-cum,’ you barely whispered, taking your lip between your teeth as you felt the knot in your abdomen getting tighter. jisung rubbed your clit faster, trying to thrust as deeply into you as he possibly could. your hips stuttered as your walls clenched around him, your head falling back against his shoulder as you came. his fingers didn’t come to a stop as he stared down at your fucked-out figure. your thighs shook, desperate whines and whimpers falling from your lips as he overstimulated you. you panted heavily, sweat trailing down your neck as you clenched tighter around him. ‘fuck- don’t stop!’ you cried out, bucking your hips into his hand as you came for the second time, your release trailing down your thighs as jisung’s hips came to a slow.
his thrusts became sloppier as he released into your heat, falling atop your tired body as his cum spilled out of you. he pulled out of you, reaching to untie the makeshift blindfold so that you could see the mess you had made. the windows had steamed up and a mixture of yours and jisung’s cum was dripping down onto the leather seats below you. ‘fuck, that was amazing,’ he reached out to tug you into his hold, slipping his boxers back on and kicking off his basketball shorts. ‘it wasn’t too rough, was it?’
‘no, baby,’ you leaned up to kiss him slowly, holding his jaw in your hand. ‘i loved it. i’ll only ever be a slut for you, and only you.’ you caught your breath, struggling to remove the restricting, sweaty dress from your body. jisung reached to help you, unclasping your bra as you had asked him to. you covered your naked body with his jersey, sighing contently as you nuzzled further into his hold.
‘y/n,’ he whispered, running his fingers through your hair, despite it sticking to your forehead and neck with sweat. you hummed, slightly opening your eyes to look at him. he couldn’t hold back a wide grin, taking in the soft sight of your innocent eyes even though his cum was literally trailing down your thighs. ‘i love you, and it feels amazing to be able to say that now.’ he pulled you into his lap, burying his face in your hair as you snuggled closer.
‘i love you. in fact, i’m totally, completely, utterly in love with you too.’ you lifted your head and cupped his cheek, running your thumb over his skin. blue and red lights almost blinded the two of you, followed by the loud siren of a police car. your eyes widened as you reached for your underwear and slipped it back on, grimacing at the sticky feeling between your legs.
‘shit, we have to go,’ jisung quickly grabbed his t-shirt and basketball shorts, climbing into the driver’s seat and readjusting the position of it. the two of you knew the the sirens were for the party on the field, but you couldn’t risk being caught after obviously having sex where anybody could see you. you climbed into the passenger seat, wincing at the pain between your legs. ‘sorry, babe.’ you could tell he wasn’t sorry by the proud grin lighting up his features, so you reached over to gently slap his chest. ‘don’t worry, we can get cleaned up and then cuddle while we watch moomin together.’
‘moomin! really?!’ you squealed in excitement, your eyes sparkling under the dim light of the many lampposts jisung drove under as he exited the parking lot. he nodded, taking note of how cute you looked in that very moment. ‘thank you!’ you smiled sheepishly, reaching to interlock your fingers with his own as he drove slowly through the streets.
‘i can’t believe you’re yelling over a children’s show after i just blindfolded you, choked you and fucked you raw,’ he commented with a light chuckle as you blushed, looking away from his gaze. ‘i guess you really are tainted, aren’t you?’ he teased, bringing your hand up to press a soft kiss to your skin.
‘shut up, dork,’ you rolled your eyes, but you knew he was right. it was like you were a new person. your life had flipped from eating snacks and binge-watching movies alone every night, to begging a commercial music major to fuck you roughly. ‘you were the one that corrupted me.’ he hummed, shooting you a wink as he smirked to himself.
you couldn’t say you had any regrets, at least not about jisung. especially not as the months went by, spending nights dozing off in his lap as he worked on a new song in the studio. or when he attended all of your practices and shows, as well as helping you learn the choreo as he wasn’t too bad of a dancer himself. and you couldn’t get enough of snuggling up in his arms only minutes after he made you forget your own name as you screamed his. of course, felix didn’t enjoy your whining about jisung being too rough when you were always the one begging for him to be rough with you. but you were happy, and you couldn’t possibly ask for more, because the two of you were totally, completely, utterly in love.
