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warnings: 18+ minors dni, cunnilingus, pussy drunk, yearning, coochie warming(lmao), sub!michael, whining, begging, hints of oral fixation, your own personal rose, thriller era!michael, somnophilia, overstimulation if you squint, absolutely no plot.
pairing: michael jackson x fem!reader
wc: 1k+
how could you resist him when he says things like this, while looking up at you like that?
âlay back in my tenderness, lemme taste you girl.â
â i want to touch you all over, all over baby please Iâll be good for youâ
â i just wanna make you feel good, Iâll be good fâ youâ
âlemme just feel it girl, need you on my tongueâ
âItâs so cold in here baby, lemme keep her warm for youâ
It starts the way it always does with him on his knees.
He's already hard before he even touches you, his cock straining against his jeans as he presses his face into the inside of your thigh. He breathes you in, deep and slow, like a man taking his first lungful of air. His doe eyes are half lidded, dark and glassy, his lips parted. He's not begging yet. Not out loud. But the way his fingers tremble against your skin says everything.
"Please," he finally breathes, voice hoarse. "Please, baby. Let me taste you. Just a little. Justâ" He kisses the crease where your thigh meets your hip, tongue darting out to taste salt and warmth. "I need it. I need it."
You barely nod before he's burying his face between your legs.
Michael doesn't start slow. There's no teasing, no gentle buildup. He goes straight for your clit with the flat of his tongue, laving it in long, broad strokes that make your hips jerk. His hands grip your thighs, spreading you wider, holding you open for him like you're a meal he's been starved for. And he has been. Every hour away from you is an hour of withdrawal, of craving, of counting down until he can have this again.
He moans against you, the vibration sending a jolt straight to your core. His tongue flicks faster, circles, presses flat, then flicks again. He's sloppy. Desperate. There's no technique to it just pure, unadulterated hunger. Saliva and your wetness mix together, dripping down his chin, and he doesn't wipe it away. He wears it like a badge of honor.
"Fuck," he mutters against your cunt, the word muffled by your flesh. "Fuck, you taste so fucking good. Sweet. So sweet. I couldâ" He stops talking because his mouth is too busy, too full of you.
He loses track of time down there. Minutes blur into hours. His jaw aches, his tongue cramps, but he doesn't stop. Can't stop. Every time you try to shift away, oversensitive and trembling, he tightens his grip on your hips and pulls you back. His nose presses into your pubic bone, his lips sealed around your clit, sucking gently at first, then harder, then letting go only to dive back in.
When you're in bed, he crawls under the covers without a word. You feel his hot breath against your inner thigh before his mouth finds you, half-asleep and warm. He nuzzles into your cunt like a man seeking comfort, lapping lazily at your folds until you're wet and sighing in your sleep. He falls asleep that way sometimes his cheek pressed against your thigh, lips brushing your clit, breathing you in. He wakes up hard, aching, and immediately starts all over again, licking you awake.
During the day, it's worse.
He'll pull you into the studio under the pretense of needing your opinion on a new track. The door clicks shut, the blinds close, and suddenly he's on his knees again. He shoves a pillow under him not for his comfort, but to get the angle right. His chin tilts up, his tongue out, waiting. Begging with his eyes.
"Just a taste," he whispers. "I'm stuck. I can't write. I can't think. I needâ" He presses his forehead to your thigh, breathing hard. "I need your pussy, baby. She's my muse. She's the only thing that makes the words come."
And you let him. Because it's true. The moment his mouth finds you, the tension in his shoulders melts. His hands roam your ass, squeeze, spread, pull you closer. His tongue works you until you're gasping, your fingers tangled in his hair, your hips grinding against his face. He moans with every flick, every suck, every time your cunt clenches around nothing because his tongue is right there, pressing into your entrance, tasting your cream.
He comes in his pants without realizing it.
The first time it happens, he's so focused on your pleasure that he doesn't notice his own cock throbbing, pulsing, spilling into his jeans. The wet patch spreads warm against his thigh, and he only becomes aware of it when you're done, panting and limp, and he pulls back with a glistening chin. He looks down at himself, blinks, and then grins, sheepish, embarrassed, but also proud.
"Sorry," he mutters, but he's not sorry at all.
It becomes a pattern. Two pairs of jeans a week. Sometimes three. He starts buying cheap brands because he knows they'll be ruined. The laundry basket fills with stiff, stained denim, and he never complains. He just shuffles to the drawer, pulls out another pair, and gets back on his knees.
You have to push him away.
It's the only way it stops. When your clit is raw and swollen and every flick of his tongue makes you flinch, you press your palm against his forehead and shove. He resists at first, whining against your skin, trying to chase your taste as you pull back. "No," you say, breathless. "Michael. Stop."
And he does. But only because you said so. Only because your voice has that edge of finality that he can't ignore.
He sits back on his heels, chin wet, lips red and puffy, eyes glazed. His breathing is ragged, and there's a smear of your arousal across his cheek. He licks his lips slowly, savoring the last traces.
"Sorry," he says again, but his voice is thick. He's not sorry. He's already thinking about the next time, counting the hours until he can taste you again.
He crawls up the bed and curls against you, pressing his face into your neck. His hand is still wet, still slick with your juices, and he brings his fingers to his mouth, sucking them clean one by one. His eyes close. He's content. Sated. But only for now.
Because tomorrow morning, before the sun rises, he'll be between your thighs again. His tongue will find your clit before you're fully awake. His mouth will seal over you, and he'll hum in satisfaction, drinking you down like a man dying of thirst.
And he'll whisper, half to himself, half to you: "Not my fault you taste so sweet."
He says it like a prayer. Like a confession. Like the truest thing he's ever known.
(a/n: andddddd yet another old note turned into a mini fic posted, been thinking about how michael has the most insane case of âcoochie plsđ„șâ eyes Iâve ever seen for a long while)
shiii you tell međđđhonestly tho idk but i was making up silly scenarios in my head the other day and was like âthe only way iâd be able to write this fic is if i got tired of everyone asking me to write a pt2 so i crashed out and was like âTHEN YOU GUYS WRITE IT!đŁïžâ but yâall were lowkey on some bullshit (purposefully) and mischaracterized my mischaracterized jiho and reader and i was like ânonono this is all wrong!â so i ended up rewriting it in the endâŠyeahđbut jinjja idkkk i want it to be soon i really do cause itâs pushing 2 years and iâm not doing anythingđi just need to brainstorm i think.
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warnings: NONE i am a retired pervert and i will only be posting fluff from now on plz support me (jokeâŠ)
âbeat you again, ahhh!â you said obnoxiously as you faced kamden. his hands slipped from the arcade game guns and he looked at you, laughing.
âwhatever, you keep cheating!â he responded, giggling. his eyes creased as he spoke, always enjoying the time you two shared.
âkamden, how did i cheat? you just suck bruh.â he stepped down from the silver platform and you followed him, on the prowl for the next game to play.
âi donât know actually. but you did!â his voice was laced with happiness and you reciprocated with each response.
âokay letâs try out the claw machines then. it wonât be a competition and i canât cheat.â kamden nodded cooly with his hands in his pockets, freeing one of them to grab yours.
âokayyy, iâll win you whatever you want then.â even he didnât believe that, the goofy laugh he let out letting you know immediately. you rolled your eyes but humored him.
âokay get me the giant luigi plushie then. you know everytime we come here, i spend too much time yearning for him.â kamdenâs faced now had a look of surprise, and he shook his head.
âoh no no no. that thing has been in there for like foreverâŠiâm sure itâs designed so no one can ever get it.â
âoh my gosh. you just said youâd win me whatever, baby.â kamden stopped in front of a simpler claw machine, instead of the one that held your precious luigi. he swiped the game card, getting ready to bring a generic stuffed animal home.
âokay fine, let me warm up though. i got this.â his eyebrow was comically upturned, and his voice was firm like a superheroâs assuring safety. you only giggled and nodded at your boyfriendâs actions. you watched him as he maneuvered the joystick and got the claw over a pink, frog. he sidestepped a few times, trying to make sure he got a good angle before pressing the red âDROPâ button.
your eyes followed as the claw fell, pinching the leg of the frog. kamden looked over at you, eyes wide. the claw began to retract, lifting itself and the frog. you began to smile, getting excited about kamden actually succeeding the first try. the machine continued to get higher before releasing the frog completely.
ârigged!â kamden threw his hands up in the air and exclaimed. âlike it was right there, how did it fall?â he looked at you, as if you held the answers.
âyou know how these things are, babe. you did good though, i thought you actually had it.â you said, grabbing his arm and placing a kiss onto his cheek. a small giggle fell from his mouth and he smiled. you smiled back at him before guiding him this time.
âbutâŠitâs okay. you can redeem yourself and get me luigi.â you stopped in front of the larger machine. your arms outstretched, presenting it to him like it was a gift. kamden gave himself a moment of silence to think. i mean iâm gonna get hella kisses and praise if i actually get thisâŠhe nodded his head, clapping to hyping himself up.
âok letâs go! i got this!â there was a permanent smile on kamdenâs face when you were in his presence. he was naturally a happy, smiley person, but his mood seemed to somehow increase with you around.
âyou got this! i love you.â you said, going to place a kiss onto his jawline. another giggle erupted from kamden, and he brought his arm to his face to cover his pink face.
âokok forreal.â he let out a deep breath of air before swiping the game card. he blew air into his hands as if they were cold, and brought them to your face to do the same. you looked at him confused, but complied. âfor luck.â he said before returning his focus to the machine.
kamden had his eyes squinted the entire time he moved the joystickâas if he was sending some sort of message to the claw. you shuffled closer to kamden, placing you arms around his waist and chin onto his back. you felt his body lose some tension and you smiled knowing you can bring him that much peace. and it was kinda funny he was so stressed about this. kamden fumbled with the joystick a few more seconds before finalizing his decision.
âokay, y/n. promise you wonât break up with me when luigi has to stay locked up another day.â a laugh left your mouth at his choice of words. you unwrapped your arms from around him and crossed them in front of your chest, shaking your head.
âno, iâm definitely leaving you if you donât get this.â kamden looked at you with a smirk, knowing the two of you were going home togetherâregardless of whether luigi would be joining.
âalright, then i definitely have to get it.â kamden reached over the red button once more. âiâm not looking though.â he let his hand fall and quickly turned around, not wanting to watch another fail. your eyes stayed locked onto the machine though. heart racing a mile a minute. it opened and dropped, the claw centered perfectly around luigiâs green cap. when it closed you could see the way it imprinted into the body of the plushie. your eyes widened as the machine lifted the giant plushie and dropped it into the box for you to grab.
you slowly turned to kamden, mouth and eyes still opened wide as ever. his eyes on the other hand, were shut and his hands were clasped tightly as if he was praying.
âno fucking wayâŠâ you drawled out. an incredulous smile was on your face as you bent down to grab the big ass luigi. you laughed as you pulled it out of the square slot, quickly hugging it to your body. you stood up to find kamden still standing there with his eyes closedâwhich made you laugh even harder. you hit him with a leg of the stuffed character and he lost his balance for a second.
when kamden turned back to you, the look on his face was indescribable.
âno fucking way.â he said and stepped closer to you, reaching his hands out to touch the prize as if it was fake.
âthatâs literally what i said! like what!â your words were accompanied with bounces, exhibiting your happiness. you squealed with joy, before closing the gap between you and your boyfriend. you placed a kiss onto his lips, and followed with several others all over his face. it was definitely one of kamdenâs favorite things you did, and he just stood there relishing the moment. giggles leaving his mouth for the nth time.
âkamden, youâre so amazing oh my gosh i love you so much please what the fuck i love you i love you.â the rambling left you mouth and kamden basked in your words, feeling shy.
âi love you too.â he managed to say, as you kept praising him. he went to grab the plushie from you, but you stopepd him.
âno, letâs carry him together. this is our son.â you said through laughs. kamden returned the laughs and nodded. the both of you grabbed either side of luigi, walking with him to the entrance of the arcade.
your heart was fullâfinally getting to bring your son home after all this time. kamdenâs heart was just as full as yours, feeling a sense of pride that he was the one to help put such a smile on your face.
okay ehm i wrote this on dec 9th (hence the christmas lights ohhhđ) and was supposed to post it on christmas i think but i forgotđ iâm not actually retired but having baddd writerâs block so idk what to do. also i posted this last night but i forgot to put tags so it flopped when i woke up so to the 2 ppl that liked this no u didntđđđ
warnings: NONE i am a retired pervert and i will only be posting fluff from now on plz support me (jokeâŠ)
âbeat you again, ahhh!â you said obnoxiously as you faced kamden. his hands slipped from the arcade game guns and he looked at you, laughing.
âwhatever, you keep cheating!â he responded, giggling. his eyes creased as he spoke, always enjoying the time you two shared.
âkamden, how did i cheat? you just suck bruh.â he stepped down from the silver platform and you followed him, on the prowl for the next game to play.
âi donât know actually. but you did!â his voice was laced with happiness and you reciprocated with each response.
âokay letâs try out the claw machines then. it wonât be a competition and i canât cheat.â kamden nodded cooly with his hands in his pockets, freeing one of them to grab yours.
âokayyy, iâll win you whatever you want then.â even he didnât believe that, the goofy laugh he let out letting you know immediately. you rolled your eyes but humored him.
âokay get me the giant luigi plushie then. you know everytime we come here, i spend too much time yearning for him.â kamdenâs faced now had a look of surprise, and he shook his head.
âoh no no no. that thing has been in there for like foreverâŠiâm sure itâs designed so no one can ever get it.â
âoh my gosh. you just said youâd win me whatever, baby.â kamden stopped in front of a simpler claw machine, instead of the one that held your precious luigi. he swiped the game card, getting ready to bring a generic stuffed animal home.
âokay fine, let me warm up though. i got this.â his eyebrow was comically upturned, and his voice was firm like a superheroâs assuring safety. you only giggled and nodded at your boyfriendâs actions. you watched him as he maneuvered the joystick and got the claw over a pink, frog. he sidestepped a few times, trying to make sure he got a good angle before pressing the red âDROPâ button.
your eyes followed as the claw fell, pinching the leg of the frog. kamden looked over at you, eyes wide. the claw began to retract, lifting itself and the frog. you began to smile, getting excited about kamden actually succeeding the first try. the machine continued to get higher before releasing the frog completely.
ârigged!â kamden threw his hands up in the air and exclaimed. âlike it was right there, how did it fall?â he looked at you, as if you held the answers.
âyou know how these things are, babe. you did good though, i thought you actually had it.â you said, grabbing his arm and placing a kiss onto his cheek. a small giggle fell from his mouth and he smiled. you smiled back at him before guiding him this time.
âbutâŠitâs okay. you can redeem yourself and get me luigi.â you stopped in front of the larger machine. your arms outstretched, presenting it to him like it was a gift. kamden gave himself a moment of silence to think. i mean iâm gonna get hella kisses and praise if i actually get thisâŠhe nodded his head, clapping to hyping himself up.
âok letâs go! i got this!â there was a permanent smile on kamdenâs face when you were in his presence. he was naturally a happy, smiley person, but his mood seemed to somehow increase with you around.
âyou got this! i love you.â you said, going to place a kiss onto his jawline. another giggle erupted from kamden, and he brought his arm to his face to cover his pink face.
âokok forreal.â he let out a deep breath of air before swiping the game card. he blew air into his hands as if they were cold, and brought them to your face to do the same. you looked at him confused, but complied. âfor luck.â he said before returning his focus to the machine.
kamden had his eyes squinted the entire time he moved the joystickâas if he was sending some sort of message to the claw. you shuffled closer to kamden, placing you arms around his waist and chin onto his back. you felt his body lose some tension and you smiled knowing you can bring him that much peace. and it was kinda funny he was so stressed about this. kamden fumbled with the joystick a few more seconds before finalizing his decision.
âokay, y/n. promise you wonât break up with me when luigi has to stay locked up another day.â a laugh left your mouth at his choice of words. you unwrapped your arms from around him and crossed them in front of your chest, shaking your head.
âno, iâm definitely leaving you if you donât get this.â kamden looked at you with a smirk, knowing the two of you were going home togetherâregardless of whether luigi would be joining.
âalright, then i definitely have to get it.â kamden reached over the red button once more. âiâm not looking though.â he let his hand fall and quickly turned around, not wanting to watch another fail. your eyes stayed locked onto the machine though. heart racing a mile a minute. it opened and dropped, the claw centered perfectly around luigiâs green cap. when it closed you could see the way it imprinted into the body of the plushie. your eyes widened as the machine lifted the giant plushie and dropped it into the box for you to grab.
you slowly turned to kamden, mouth and eyes still opened wide as ever. his eyes on the other hand, were shut and his hands were clasped tightly as if he was praying.
âno fucking wayâŠâ you drawled out. an incredulous smile was on your face as you bent down to grab the big ass luigi. you laughed as you pulled it out of the square slot, quickly hugging it to your body. you stood up to find kamden still standing there with his eyes closedâwhich made you laugh even harder. you hit him with a leg of the stuffed character and he lost his balance for a second.
when kamden turned back to you, the look on his face was indescribable.
âno fucking way.â he said and stepped closer to you, reaching his hands out to touch the prize as if it was fake.
âthatâs literally what i said! like what!â your words were accompanied with bounces, exhibiting your happiness. you squealed with joy, before closing the gap between you and your boyfriend. you placed a kiss onto his lips, and followed with several others all over his face. it was definitely one of kamdenâs favorite things you did, and he just stood there relishing the moment. giggles leaving his mouth for the nth time.
âkamden, youâre so amazing oh my gosh i love you so much please what the fuck i love you i love you.â the rambling left you mouth and kamden basked in your words, feeling shy.
âi love you too.â he managed to say, as you kept praising him. he went to grab the plushie from you, but you stopepd him.
âno, letâs carry him together. this is our son.â you said through laughs. kamden returned the laughs and nodded. the both of you grabbed either side of luigi, walking with him to the entrance of the arcade.
your heart was fullâfinally getting to bring your son home after all this time. kamdenâs heart was just as full as yours, feeling a sense of pride that he was the one to help put such a smile on your face.
okay ehm i wrote this on dec 9th (hence the christmas lights ohhhđ) and was supposed to post it on christmas i think but i forgotđ iâm not actually retired but having baddd writerâs block so idk what to do. also i posted this last night but i forgot to put tags so it flopped when i woke up so to the 2 ppl that liked this no u didntđđđ
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okay so yk the breeding kink part of that kyo fic? well it got me thinking...
intak breeding kink but it starts sub!idol x dom!reader BUT you both get so overstimulated it turns into sub x sub, ykwim? like im just imagining him wanting to breed you so bad just like you told him to that he comes inside like 4 or 5 times in a row and just can't stop rutting into you even when he's soft and sobbing bc just one more so he can make sure it takes. like he's probably just shooting blanks atp but he just can't pull out
i promise im so so normal abt him !! (im not i need him bad)
omg anon u match my freak so beautifullyđ«°đŸiâve never mentioned it on this blog but i lovveeee sub x sub LIKE WHAT. but no fr i need to see intak down bad like that, honestly canât imagine him any other way. heâs just pathetic in my eyes but thatâs why i need him so badđi can see it so clearly tooâŠhis eyes glossy, pouting, him overstimulating the both of you, and just imagine the noises heâd make too UGJGC IM ABOUT TO EXPLODE
this makes me want to finish the intak fic that has been rotting away in my drafts for almost 2 years nowđ
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jiho being ur friend of years but he also has a crush on you but is too scared too tell you. he eventually does tho (idk how thatâs gonna go down you got that) reader reciprocates feelings and then makeout session AYEEE
for you / c.jh
pairing : choi jiho x reader
word count : 1.7k
warnings : gender neutral reader, friends to lovers, confessions, kissing, making out, idk if this is considered suggestive, hickeys, college au.
you and jiho had been close friends for quite some time, even to the point of you two considering each other as best friends. the both of you have been there for each other throughout a lot these past few yearsâ jiho was there to comfort you when you arrived on his doorstep teary-eyed about how your ex had ended things because they âwanted to focus on collegeâ, yet was quick to post with a girl less than two weeks later. jiho couldnât stand to see you so heartbroken over someone who obviously didnât deserve you, he held you tightly as he gave you comforting words that day, hoping he could give you the reassurance you deserved. and of course when jiho was at his lowest, you were there for him as well. the way you treated him with such kindness drove him insaneâ he remembers the time he was crying over the amount of stress and pressure he had been feeling and you had sat there, your hands running through his hair gently and whispering reassuring words to him. he constantly thinks back to that day.. the softness in your voice as you spoke to him. how gentle you were with him.
jiho couldnât help but end up falling for you. this ongoing crush of his, which he truthfully thought would end quickly, was still here and he couldnât help but feel somewhat guilty for the feelings he heldâ scared that he would ruin this friendship he deeply cared about. jiho could ignore his feelings just to stay in your life. at least thatâs what he thought.
now you two sat on your dorm bed, talking endlessly about anything and everything as you attempted to do some homework (you had maybe written one sentence on your laptop). well, more like you were talking as jiho listened. he would occasionally chime in with a comment or question, but besides that he just sat there concentrating on your beautiful voice that was so so hypnotic to him. he couldnât help but end up lost in his thoughts as his eyes studied your features.
ââso i was thinking of studying abroad next semester.â the words that left your mouth caused jiho to quickly snap out of his trance.
âwait.. study abroad?â, jiho asks, a confused look on his face. it was cute honestly, his eyes big as he stared at you from his spot on your bed. you let out a hum, shutting your laptop and setting it on the desk next to you.
âyeah, there are a few cool options! i could go study in canada, australia or china.. not sure where to go. itâs sort of last minute so those were the only options left,â you respond as you get up to stretch. the entire time you moved around your small dorm room jihos eyes were only on you, following your figure with his eyes. a slight pout appeared on jihos face as the thought of you leaving him for an entire semester swarmed his thoughts. the image of you being away from him for so long was definitely upsetting but he also wanted to be supportive of you and your choice. once you had looked back at the beautiful blonde haired boy who was sat on your bed, you had seen the small pout that was left on his face. curious, you asked about it.
âwhy are you pouting?â
âah,â jiho said, straightening his posture as he continued, âi didnât realise i was pouting..â he looked down at his hands for a moment, playing with his fingers in his lap. he wasnât sure why but he felt nervous, the fact he was easy to read made him a bit awkward. and to you, he was acting odd.
âyou didnât answer my question, ji,â you sat back on the bed, closer to him than you were before. jiho felt the way his ears and face burned slightly, it honestly felt embarrassing to admit the reason he was pouting was because of the thought of you leaving him. you, not so patiently, waited for his response and scooted closer to him in hopes to get his attention.
jiho sighed, admitting defeat, âi just donât want you to leave me..â his voice was quiet as he spoke. jiho couldnât help but to cringe at his own words, asking himself why he would say that outloud. you simply tilted your head in confusion, still not fully understanding why jiho seemed this upset. sure, itâs a bit sad to be far away from your friends for quite some time but it felt like he was still hiding something from you. it was as if he wasnât telling you the full story.
the both of you sit in silence and for a few moments the room is silent. then jiho bites his lips nervously as he faces you, looking serious for once. he wants to just tell you but with the knowledge of you going abroad he couldn't help but wonder if confessing now would cause your friendship to end. it would be easier for you to ignore him if you were in a whole different country and he didn't want that. yet there was the chance that if he didn't tell you know, you might fall in love with someone else in canada, or australia, or wherever you decided to go.
âwhat do you mean leave you? iâm going to come back ji,â you say but he shakes his head.
âwhat if you find someone else? what if you replace me?â he asks.
it's not typical of him to worry about these things and it surprises you how insecure and small he seems when it comes to your friendship. you couldn't understand why he would even think that you would put anyone before him. the two of you were like the earth and the sun with the way your lives orbited around each other.
âas if i could everââ
âyou donât get it,â jiho says, cutting you off. his voice trembles slightly as he continues speaking, âi like you. a lot.â before you could even say anything jiho spoke back up, âiâm sorry, i donât want to make things weirdâ its just.. i donât want to lose you..â jiho tried his best to explain his feelings however the way his heart was continuing to speed up and his body shook made it a bit difficult. the room was silent for a moment more, you trying to put your thoughts together into words. then finally, you spoke up.
âjiho. i like you too,â you start, your hands making their way to his, âi would never ever replace you.â
jihos eyes meet yours, a confused look in his pretty eyes, âreally?â
âyes dummy. iâve liked you for a while now,â you let out a laugh, âi think i was pretty obvious.â
he couldnât believe the words that left your lips, a shocked expression left on his face. you smiled at him, reassuringly squeezing his hands softly. he genuinely had to take a moment to process the words you said, they repeated in his head a few times before he finally speaks up.
âcan you kiss me?â
jihos voice was shaky as he asked, it seemed as if he didnât mean to say it aloud. however you were more than willing to give him what he asked for, âof course ji.â and then you let go of his hands, now placing your hands on his thighs to prop yourself up as you leaned close. your eyes flickered down to his lips before back up at his eyes, licking your lips before finally diving in. you gave him a quick kiss before pulling away to check for jihos reaction. seeing the way he chased your lips was more than enough of a reason to kiss him again. you leaned in again, your lips slotting togetherâ a small noise leaving jihos throat. the noise partially from the shock of your lips meeting his again, partially from the way you kissed him with a bit more passion and more pressure this time. jihos back leans up against the bedroom wall as you find your way onto his lap, straddling his thighs. jiho pulls away for a quick second to catch his breath, looking up at you with pretty doe-like eyes. he had never had someone in his lap before, and never someone this prettyâ someone this perfect. he didnât realise how desperate he looked, yet you did. you leaned down, one of your hands going to grip his chin as you left messy kisses on his jawline.
as you kissed at his jawline, you slowly moved down to his neckâ leaving kisses all over before you ultimately decided to suck on a spot softly. jiho lets out a quiet gasp, his eyes fluttering shut as you left little marks on his neck. it felt new and different to jiho, the tingly sensation drove him insane.
he felt lightheaded, his senses were filled with you and you were all that was on his mind right now. jihos hands roamed over your body thoughtlessly, trying to find somewhere to place his hands. his hands find their way up your thighs and land on resting his hands on your hips. a hum leaves you as you try to scoot closer to jiho until the two of you are basically chest to chest, feeding off of each other's body heat. your hands make their way into jihos blonde hair, gently running your fingers throughout his pretty hair as you make your way back to his lips.
âyou are so.. so gorgeous,â you say against his lips before pressing your lips together once more. jiho gently squeezed your hips, using it as a way to ground himself as your lips moved together in sync.
after some time, the two of you calmed downâ the deep, long kisses turning into soft, short kisses and finally the two of you moved from sitting up to lying in the bed, your arms wrapped around his waist as you left pecks on his flushed face.
jiho never wanted this to end.
a/n: man this was supposed to come out forever ago but work has been killing me :( anyways this was written for my sade, thank u for the request my love :3 i wish i was able to make this longer but sadly my brain empty.. this is also my first actual fic in years BUT i hope everyone enjoyed~
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