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you giggle. “you missed some.” his brows furrow and follow your eyes that focus suspiciously close to bottom of his boxers. a small spot of purple peaked out beneath the black fabric and with a tug upwards he revealed another constellation of bruises. 

“fucking little minx,” he mumbled with a grin as he lunges forwards. you squeal, trying to seek shelter under the pillows but he’s faster. his legs position themselves next to your waist as his hands push away the pillows. big hands cup your face as he presses his lips on yours.

“told you no marks, baby” he mumbled, but you could tell he wasn’t really mad at you. 

“well, actually”, you breathed between kisses. “you said no scratches, i followed orders.” this earned you a slight slap of your thighs through the plush covers. 

“you’re such a brat, you’re lucky i need to get out soon.” 

before he managed to get up again you wrapped your arms around his bare torso, fingers slightly digging into his skin. 

“baby i really gotta go,” he coos at your pouty lips and sleep filled eyes. “come visit me later, hm? get ready at your own pace and come watch.” 

you nod and his hand finds your cheek again, this time softly stroking it. but you wouldn’t let him have his peace this easily, teeth snapping at his hand. he managed to pull away just in time and laughed, leaning down one last time to give you a short kiss. “brat.”

and now you found yourself sitting here, in the corner of the dressing room, legs pressed together as you try to keep yourself from panting at the sight of him. nicho noticed your squirming around, brow raising in confusion before realisation hit. he muttered a few words to the stylist and started making his way over, crouching in front of you.

“you good baby?” he teased – of course he knew the effect he had on you. you shoved his shoulder with faux annoyance and he took your hand, pressing a kiss to it. “we had our fun last night and you’re already all riled up again?”

the room was filled with people yet he still spoke with such casualty that you couldn’t help but blush at his bluntness. his empty hand finds your knee, slowly tapping against it before slowly inching up your thigh.

“nicho,” you hiss with wide eyes, looking around the room with panic.

“thought you wanted my attention?” he questioned with a cocky laugh. 

“yea but…not in front of everyone.”

“well in that case,” he started, fingers tracing mindless shapes on your legs “how about we catch some fresh air before the need me again, hm?”

it was embarrassing how quickly you frantically started nodding, chest heaving with anticipation. and before you knew it he had you pressed against the wall of the hidden room in the back of the hall. 

his hands were all over you, your waist, your neck, your ass, your hip – he was everywhere and it drove you crazy. hot open mouthed kisses were placed on your neck as it lolled to the side for better access. you were just about to tangle your fingers in his hair as he tutted out a soft “no touching baby, can’t have you mess up what everyone spent working on.” 

you whine, partly because of his instructions, partly because of the sensation of his tongue and teeth grazing the delicate skin of your neck. 

“‘s unfair nicho.”

he chuckled, giving the freshly formed love bite a quick lick. “well i do have to punish you a tiny little bit because of last night princess.” 

at an excruciating slow pace his fingers dragged themselves down your neck, stopping at the swell of your chest before cupping them with one firm motion. you gasp, a small high pitched noise escaping your mouth, soon replaced by a full on groan as he pinches your nipple between his thumb and index finger. 

“please,” you plead, eyes shut in pleasure. 

if there’s one thing that nicho loves about you, is that you ask him so fucking sweetly when you get all needy for him. how can he say no to you?

with practiced ease he unbuttons your jeans, the fabric gathering around your ankles. to your surprise he doesn’t tease the wet spot on your panties, but yanks them down your thighs. 

his fingers move over your slick folds, wasting no time dip not one, but two fingers in. you gasp at the sudden fullness, clenching around him. 

“relax, baby. need you to loosen up so you feel good.”

skilled fingers plunge in and out of you, curling just the right way to hit the gummy spot inside of you. his lips suck away at your chest, pretty red spots forming all over your tits. 

you’ve had him eat you out before, many times, but never not at home. this was risky and you both felt it, his ego loving the thrill of someone catching the two of you like this.

“nicholas?” a knock on the door. 

you froze and his hand covered your mouth, urging you to be silent.

“you guys okay?”

he cleared his throat, “yea, y/n’s just been feeling a little dizzy today. give me a few minutes, she’s feeling much better already.” 

with that he plunged a third finger into your leaking hole, causing you to abruptly jerk forward, falling into his chest. 

“no worries man, let us know if you need anything.”

nicho doesn’t wait for the footsteps the quiet down, mouth closing around your covered nipple, biting down on the sensitive bud. 

“oh god,” you choke out and he drops to his knees. his fingers continuing to plunge in and out of you with calculated speed. he wastes no time slurping away at the liquid that messily spilled out of you. 

obscene sounds echo off the walls and if you hadn’t been so fucked out you would worry that you could be heard all the way down the hallway.

his lips closed around your clit, sucking at the sensitive bud and you squirm. “hold fucking still baby,” he mumbles into you pussy, tongue darting out to kitten lick the delicate bundle of nerves. 

he sucks and swirls his tongue around, fingers continuing to abuse your gummy walls and you feel like you’ll pass out any second. you didn’t even notice until a sob escaped you that tears were streaming down your face at the immense pleasure you felt. 

“feels that good hm? taste like fucking heaven too, pretty.” nicho pulls away for a second, halting his motions and you whine. “let me admire you baby,” he answers, before spitting into your already gushing pussy, earning a gasp from you. 

your juices are dripping down his chin, but he couldn’t care less as he practically makes out with your pussy. his teeth graze your faults, breath fanning over the wet flesh before his mouth slurps at your leaking hole. it’s pornographic how he hums, moving his head from side to side as he devours you. 

strained moans escape your throat, heart hammering against your chest as hot flashes zap through your body. mindlessly, you reach for his head. with a quick slap on the wrist he stops your movement, biting down on your clit in punishment. 

“told you no touching. listen or i’ll stop.”

“‘ve no balance baby,” you gasp out. 

his free hand, the one that wasn’t exploring your insides now dug into your left hip, pressing you flush against the wall. 

“better?"

his voice was barely noticeable, face buried between your legs, refusing to separate from you for even a second. but nicholas wouldn’t be nicholas without starting to grope around. within seconds he started moving his hands backwards, grabbing the flesh of your ass, fingersnails digging into with delicious pain. 

“fucking prettiest thing i’ve ever seen, hm? all gushing for me, making such a mess on my face. better thank the makeup artist later for investing in such a good setting spray baby?” 

the filthiness of his voice make you clench, sucking up the digits inside of you and he groans. 

“feels that good baby?" you only manage a weak nod. 

“come on, pretty,” he urges, “tell me how good my fingers feel.” 

“feels so so good, i love your fingers so much,” you slurred out.

as if you weren’t blissed-out already, he sped up the pace, the sound of squelching embarrassingly loud. your moans grow louder, head dropping toward, low lidded eyes making eye contact with the man on his knees in front of you. 

god he looked good. muscled arms flexing at the overwhelming pace his plunging his fingers inside of you, eyes flipping back and forth between your fucked out face and the wetness running down your thighs. wetness, that’s also glistening on his face, his chin and nose. 

“such a pretty thing you are. so fucking good for me.” 

his praise drives you crazy, body reacting to every single one of his words. and of course he notices. 

“you’re close, hm?”

words have left you long ago, heck you could barely control your body anymore and all you managed to get out was a mix of whines, moans and a strangled sob. 

“i gotta go back, princess. let’s make you cum, yea?”

and just like that his mouth was on your clit again, sucking violently. your knees threatened to buckle and he positioned them one his shoulders, strong hand pinning you back against the wall, head keeping you in place. 

your legs flexed around his head, one hand grabbing onto the nearby closet while the other digs into his shoulder. 

“‘m gonna cum,” your voice barely noticeable over the slurping sounds. 

all it took was one hum of him against your clit and your body locks up. white flashes erupt in your limbs as you feel the wetness flow down your legs. 

nicho happily slurped away at the liquid, satisfied with the unplanned amount spilling out of you. if it had been for him he would’ve stayed this way for another hour, but you pushed weakly at his head, overstimulated clit aching in pain. 

“well that was a first.” he grinned and you blinked. just then you noticed the obscene amount of wetness on the floor. 

your eyes widened, “that was me?!”

“fuck yes that was you pretty,” he beamed at you, eyes filled with pride and adoration. “didn’t even mean to make you squirt but here we are. gotta try that more often, you looked so hot.” 

you blushed, which was hilarious. you were practically sitting on his shoulders, his face directly in front of your pussy and you still blushed.

his hands moved up and down your thighs, softly placing your shaky legs on the floor. carefully, he inspected the skin, giving each and every little mark a soft kiss. 

“you okay, baby?”

you nod, eyes dropping low from exhaustion, your high still lingering. 

“come on,” he mutters as he helped you put your jeans back on. “i gotta go back, we’ll find you a place to rest."

strong arms wrap around you, soft lips peppering kisses on your temple. 

“and besides, i’d appreciate the favour to be returned after i’m done here. i deserve it, don’t you think?”

yes, outside he's protective, rough boyfriend but once you're home? oh that boy turns to puddle around you. he's still stuck on you, but he basically clings to you like a koala. "babyyyy, can you pleaaaaase just come to the couch with me?" he whines as you fold your clothes. "ki, i told you that as soon as i'm down with this i'll be all yours." "but," he sighs, "it always takes you so long to do itttt." you'd think he hasn't seen you in days, meanwhile the only time you were separated today was when either of you went to the toilet; and even then he was outside the door yapping your ear off. your person space is his person space and he refuses to change that for a single moment of the day.

ᴘᴜᴍᴀʙꜰ!ʀɪᴋɪ is such a cuddle bug.

the minute you lie down, he's on you. i mean full on covering every part of you, face nuzzling into your neck as his arms circle your waist. a content sigh escapes him, this is his absolute favourite thing. your smell hits his nose instantly and he can't help but try and get closer to (it's literally impossible at this point). if possible, he would crawl into your skin to discover parts of you he has yet to see. "ki that giggles." you giggle, lovingly smacking his shoulder. "mmmm, you smell so good baby." his voice barely noticeable as how closely his lips are pressed against your skin. "you've smelled me a million times before silly boy. how can you not get bored?" in the blink of an eye he sat up. he looked purely distraught. "how can you say that?" he questioned, dead serious. "if i ever happen to lose you i need to be able to find you again! your smell is key here." you stare at him, utterly baffled. a moment of silence passes, both of you just staring at each other. "i mean," you start, "you have my location at all times and you're pretty much always with me." he scoffs, "well obviously, but there's still a small chance of you getting lost or taken from me." your heart swells at his confession. "awwww, come here baby." you open your arms wide and he happily plops back down on you again. content hums leave him again, accompanied by a deep sigh. softly, your fingers start threading through his hair, earning such lovely sounding purrs from him, vibrating against your chest. "i love you so much," he mumbles sleepily, the affect hair playing as him is insane. "i love you, ki." you whisper back as he drifts off to sleep. aren't you the luckiest to have this clingy cuddly giant.

ᴘᴜᴍᴀʙꜰ!ʀɪᴋɪ get jealous easily :((

he would never accuse you of straying away and being not loyal. ever. if someone's eyes linger on you more than three seconds he's ready to pounce. as we've established he always has a hand on you somewhere, so obviously you're off the market! he uses his height as an advantage, no matter how tall you are, he most likely will be taller that you. looking like you shack he sends daggers across the room, eyes narrowing with anger. however, as soon as you notice and spin around, putting a hand on his cheek he turns to mush. "what's gotten you so worked up baby?" you mutter, small smile on your face. "just this guy looking at you. it's insulting to both you and me." he murmurs, but you can tell by his voice that all his attention is on you now, guy long forgotten at your display of attention. you turn, "who is it?" "red shirt." you scoff, "slimey looking thing." at that he chuckles, lips pressing a soft kiss on the top of your head. "i love you, angel." you reach down, intertwining your fingers with his, "don't worry ki," you smile up at him "i'll forever and always be yours."

ᴘᴜᴍᴀʙꜰ!ʀɪᴋɪ leaves innocent kisses anywhere but your lips when you're out and it's the sweetest thing.

considering how much he loves on you, you had some ground rules established. his jealous and protective nature has him on you at all times, not just his hands roaming but also his lips. if provoked, he started a full on make out in the middle of the street. anything to put those hitting or even look at you too long in their place. here comes in one the rules: no public makeouts! a little kiss, a quick peck is fine, it's welcomed. but no full on making out, no tongues intertwining. but of course the little menace finds a way to go around this rule. it started on your hand, just a kick peck to the back of your intertwined hands. next it was you cheek, then your forehead, the top of your head, your temple. if he's feeling extra cheeky he starts kissing the corner of your mouth relentlessly. he's so fucking smug about it too! "whaaaaat, i haven't done anything against the rules!" he's so fucking cute :(( he just wants to love you at all times.

ᴘᴜᴍᴀʙꜰ!ʀɪᴋɪ has a very sensitive nose and tends to bury it inside your neck when he gets overwhelmed

as we've established, riki adores your smell. nothing brings him nearly as much comfort as the smell of your skin. he specifically asks you not to put on any perfume or scented lotions. life gets busy and at some point everyone gets overwhelmed with it all. busy schedules, little sleep, it's all been catching up him and on a random day after running errands with you he finally gets to lay on the couch with you. yet his mind is not any busy, thoughts circling on his mind in a never-ending loop. you were focused on the show playing in the back when he suddenly nuzzles his head into your neck. at first you thought he was simply being cuddly, but he was more stiff than usual. he didn't melt into you as he usually does. "what's up, pretty boy?" you mumble as you stroke his hair. he only manages a weak hum in response. "riki are you okay?" his heart clenches at the sound of your voice. filled with so much worry, he instantly feels guilty. "no it's alright," he mutters as he sits back up again. "no, no, something's up. talk to me." taking a deep breath in as he struggles to meet your eyes. "ki," you say softly, hand reaching over to softly stroke his arm. "you can always talk to me. about anything." oh he's so in love with you, he just wants to kiss you senseless. "i know," he breathes. "i just...i don't know. life is just a lot and i cannot seem to switch my brain off." you coo, "come here my big baby." within seconds he's snuggled up against you, face in your neck again. "you smell like home." just like that; he dropped a sentence like that out of the blue. at a loss for words you can only pepper kisses all over his cheeks and forehead, clutching him extra tight.

ᴘᴜᴍᴀʙꜰ!ʀɪᴋɪ purrs into your pussy while he's eating you out <33

while we're on the topic of smells, this boy goes CRAZY for the smell of your pussy. first time he went down on you he came all over the sheets by just smelling you it's that serious. my boy definitely has an oral fixation, he could spend hours between your legs — and he does. from slow licks, to sloppily making out with your cunt he absolutely worships you. every time he finds himself face to face with your pussy he tries to find new ways to make you lose your mind. he's an absolute MASTER at the tongue and finger combo, scissoring his fingers inside your gummy walls as he sucks and nips at your clit. this genuinely is his favourite thing to pass the time, so it is not wonder that he eventually starts contently purring. the first time it happened you were so surprised at the extra stimulation you came instantly and boy was he proud. the low vibrations add a delicious sensation on top of his already skilled hands and tongue. he sometimes starts and stops, loving the desperate whines that leave your pretty lips, begin him to continue purring. riki gets cocky with it, but every time he goes down on you he gets to the point of his eyes firmly squeezed shut, unconsciously purring at the feeling and smell of you that consume all his senses <333

ᴘᴜᴍᴀʙꜰ!ʀɪᴋɪ leaves bites all over you while being inside of you to muffle his moans (he's still a little embarrassed <33)

big dick rik is a recurring guest on my blog, mans knows exactly what to do to get all obsessed and cock drunk I DONT MAKE THE RULES (i do but whatever). puma!ki however adds the beautiful dimension of biting <33 it started with a little nip here and there to get a reaction out of you, but the freakier the two of you got over time, the more he gets lots in pleasure and can't hold himself back. he knows you'd never judge him, in fact you encourage it, but he does feel a little embarrassed being a moaning mess when your pussy feels too good :(( so nipping turns into his teeth sinking into your shoulder as he has you on all fours, desperately trying to quieten his moans. the warm feeling of your insides has him believing he's in heaven, hips rutting into all messily...and when you moan at the feeling of his canines sinking into you?? yea the moans only get cranked up even more. the first time he drew blood he was so shocked by himself, staring at you all wide eyed :c but when you simply flip your hair over the little wound, exposing the other side of your neck and pushing his head down to meet your soft skin he's back in business.

but it doesn't even have to be the two of you hardcore going at it, it can be lovingly spooning on an early morning and he's just all sleepy still, eyes closed, relishing the feeling of being inside you first thing in the morning. the world still asleep, he buries his head in the crook of your neck (can you tell this boy has a favourite body part on you?), biting down near the pulsing vein. your little gasps and whines music to his ears, he bites down a little harder, hoping that when you leave the house later everyone can still see :(

ᴘᴜᴍᴀʙꜰ!ʀɪᴋɪ is a very whiny boy when you go down on him :,)

do not let the propaganda fool you, this boy is so fucking vocal!!! while he does take quite a lot of the initiative when you go down on him, he lets out the prettiest sound a man has ever made. he's very big on praise, you're his precious girl and he's so thankful that you choose to pleasure him :(( "so fucking pretty huh, fuck look at you," he moans as you lick up and down his length, eyes always on him. he gets so lost in the pleasure that he has to rapidly blink, not wanting to miss a single little thing you do. if you decide to be a little tease (which you usually are) and kitty lick only his tip, refusing to touch the rest of him he falls i love with you even more. while he does have his hands entangled in your hair, he'd never force himself deeper inside of you. you do things at your own pace and he's happy to be there! so when you suddenly stop the small licks and fully take him down your throat in one motion he can't help but gasp, throaty moan following. "filthy fucking thing aren't you? jesus you're perfect." riki looks majestic like this, head thrown back, eyes squeezed shut and chest heaving. if you moan around him it's most definitely over for him. what his purring is doing to you, your moans do it to him. that's when the whines most definitely come out and you of course love taking advantage of it. it's obscene, you bobbing your head up and down his cock, a mix of spit and precum dripping out of your mouth all over his thighs as you moan nonstop. his legs twitch at the sensation of your mouth, abs flexing every time you have his entire length down your throat. and when he gets close? best believe it's the whine olympics. the grasp on your hair tightens, sending small tingles through your scalp and down your spine. " 'm so close angel, fuck please don't stop oh my god." and with that he releases the prettiest whiny moan as he empties out his load into your mouth.

ᴘᴜᴍᴀʙꜰ!ʀɪᴋɪ does the cutest little head tilt at random times, blinking at you (no thoughts behind those eyes)

pretty boy spaces out every now and then, no thoughts head empty. so when you come into the room, yapping the day away he needs a second to snap out of it and when you look at him expectantly he just goes "huh?". he's so fucking cute, head cocked to the side, brows slightly furrowed in confusion. "did you hear a single thing i just said?". a snail could shake its head quicker than he did, softly blinking at you. how could yoh stay mad at him when he's looking at you like this??? "aww," you coo. "pretty boy was lost in thought weren't you." his nose crunches in fake disapproval, but deep down both of you know he loves being babied.

or sometimes he gives you the most RANDOM look of disapproval it's truly hilarious, he cannot keep a straight face at times it's so fucking endearing. "what did i do?" you ask baffled, hands thrown up in defence. the menace he can be at times he just shoots you another side eye before pulling you closer. but don't think you'll get an answer, his mind works in mysterious ways....

ᴘᴜᴍᴀʙꜰ!ʀɪᴋɪ can only purr when he gets too sleepy :((

the thought of this genuinely has me tweaking out. you know when you get too tired and words turn into hums? this is him, but with purring. his head is on your chest, arms loosely around your ways, legs tangled with yours. you were just telling him about your day, nothing out of the ordinary and you knew he was tired, but this sweetheart insists on hearing all about your day. "– so i was just standing there, can you believe it?...ki?" soft vibrations make your upper body tingle. "you wanna go sleep, sweet boy?" you whisper softly but he gives you a more firm, disapproving purr. "alright alright, i'll continue." another, more soft and content purr from him. as always, your hands brush through his hair, earning a constant wave of purrs, which you notice to become more and more slower by the minute. you stop your sentence mid way, continuing to play with his blonde strands of hair. ever so softly, he gives your waist a squeeze, just to let you know a tiny part of him is still awake, an attempt to show you he's listening (or at least trying to). "i'll tell you the rest over breakfast tomorrow." you murmur, pressing a kiss to the crown of his head. "i love you, ki." he might be too tired for words, but that doesn't stop him from purring the sound waves of an i love you back :c

ᴘᴜᴍᴀʙꜰ!ʀɪᴋɪ is a teasing little shit and loves to bite down on your lips.

doesn't even have to be when you're kissing NO mfer just chomps down on your lips when he feels like it! it's another thing he does when he's feeling jealous over protective. you could be out in public, just chilling at a cafe when he moves over and bites down on your bottom lip. no explanation, nothing, just a smug smile on his face as he leans back again. "what was that for you?" you look at him, puzzled. "barista drew a heart on your cup and has been looking over here." he replies with a shrug. "riki she was probably just being nice. and she could be looking at you and not me." he firmly shakes his head. "nope, she was looking at you at all times, plus there's no heart on my cup see?" he counters, shoving his cup in your face. you can't help but smile at his theatrics, leaning over the desk to give him a quick peck on the lips, one that he tries to chase with a little whine. "nu-uh," you warn. "none of that in public mister." one would think he was just denied entry to heaven with the way he started sulking.

if you ever decide to do it back, it turns into a little competition. you've heard of tickle fights, now get ready for biting fights. you would be hiding behind a corner, jumping out when he passes but you just to bite down on his plush lips. this would obviously lead into a chase through your entire flat, with him catching you 99% of the time and throwing you down on the couch. his lips are all over you then, kissing, nipping and occasionally biting down. riki loves the way you giggle and squirm at the impact, big hands trying to hold you down but never too tightly, this is far too much fun.

ᴘᴜᴍᴀʙꜰ!ʀɪᴋɪ randomly starts purring songs (yes purring not humming)

it had been a peaceful afternoon, just the two of you lounging around, soft kisses exchanged while lying intertwined on the couch. you were making dinner, dancing around the stove to the record playing in the back. riki hovered around you, giving you the occasional spin to see the pretty smile form in your face. stirring the pot, he stood behind you, hands obviously around your waist, chin on your head, swaying you from side to side to the music. you softly started humming along to the song when you were joined by some deeper melodies, the vibration of his purring tickling the top of your head. "what's got you all giggly?" he questions, oblivious to what he had just been doing. "your purrs were tickling me." "huh?" poor boy had no idea he started doing it, blushing slightly at his unconscious trait. another giggle escapes you, "don't worry, i don't mind it. it's like we're singing a duet in our own way!" the pure beam that was your smile made him believe his heart just stopped for a second and he could only squeeze you tighter, propping his chin back on top of your head.

ᴘᴜᴍᴀʙꜰ!ʀɪᴋɪ is a big fan of the "just five more minutes" phrase because he knows you can't resist him.

it's not news that riki is very much into physical contact, this boy is the definition of velcro. separating from you in the morning is pure heartbreak for him, he's counting down the minutes until he can see you again :( so when your alarm rings in the morning, he's all grumpy whines, refusing to ease the iron grip he has on you. "ki, i have to get ready." you mumble, voice still heavy with sleep. "noooo." he mumbles back, rolling over so that he's on top of you. " 'm not letting you go, you're all mine." it's endearing, this huge man being all clingy. "of course i am," you answer. "but i still have to get ready for work baby." protesting purrs vibrate against your collarbones as he softly nips the skin. "ten more minutes." "five." "deal." his body instantly relaxes, acting like a weighted blanket. "we always do this in the mornings, why are do you argue with me?" he murmurs into your chest and you sigh. "i have no clue if i'm being honest." at that he chuckles, "you love me soooooo bad don't you?" without missing a beat you reply, "always." you could risk being late for work a few minutes, saying no to him was just not in the cards :,)

ʟɪɴ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: this has been collecting dust in my drafts for ages........it's lowkey ass and i'm repeating myself but 😞😞

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yes, he enjoyed a good missionary fuck or the occasional cowgirl. it's nice, it's intimate and he loves it. BUT he cannot stop wondering what more there is to try. so one night, when you two were just laying on the couch, your head rested against the crook of his neck, just dozing away he opens up reddit. "baby," he presses a little kiss on your head and you stir, "come look at this." you turn — and are greeted with 50 positions that you HAVE to try with your partner. "what on earth is a maternity- no wait mating press?" you mumble and he shrugs. one google search later, both of your eyes were wide open. "i am....." he starts. "...intruiged." you finish his sentence. you two eye each other, smiled spreading on both of your faces before you jump up and run to the bedroom.

boyfriend!jungwon cannot stop giggling at first when you try new positions.

the first time you tried 69 mans was GIGGLING into your pussy, the position was too silly to him. "won be serious, this was your idea." you mumble, hand squeezing his cock and he moans. " sorry baby, i just keep thinking of the memes." now, you can't have this man thinking about memes when your pretty pussy hovers rights above him so without further thought you just sit down on him — no warning and his face has become your seat. and jungwon enters heaven, his nose on your clit, mouth on your precum drenched cunt and all thoughts of unseriousness GONE! and when your mouth simultaneously is in his dick, moaning around because he's absolutely devouring you and slobbering your juices (it's literally running down his chin YUM) he only gets more eager, licking away at your folds and you meet him with enthusiastic bobs of your head and tongue swirls around his dick <33

another time, the position didn't even have a name, he eventually just got incredibly creative with it. it seemed like it was his mission to bend your body and intertwine himself with you until you couldn't be untangled. your head flat on the bed, body half twisted, you couldn't even decipher where one of his legs is. his hand was, the romantic that he is, entangled with yours and you give it a slight tug. "wonie, baby, i don't know if this is working." you giggle and his head snaps up. "you're not feeling good, baby?" worry coated his voice and you melted. "no, i just can't really feel you IN me babe." his face drops and he immediately detangles himself from you "now we can't have that," he mumbles, "need you fucking filled with me." he's dead serious and it's the most hilarious thing you've seen. "you won't be laughing for long..." he mutters, sly grin on his face. that man will devote his life to get you moaning and begging.

boyfriend!jungwon who keeps a list of things to try and literally whips it out when you're about to get down and dirty lol

"wait, baby" he pants into your ear as he has you pressed against the glass window that over looks the city. exhibitionism was on the list today and he has you high up against the window, technically for the entire city to see. "let me just..." he reaches back, cock still drilling into you as he reaches for his phone. it looks absolutely ridiculous, he's absolutely destroying your insides with his tongue poking out since his face id isn't working. "there." he exclaims with joy, you feel his hand tangling your hair and a tug. the delicious sting of your pulled hair and the feeling of him deep inside you earning eager moans from you. "there we fucking go, princess. don't you just look fucking gorgeous falling apart on me." which brings me to the next point!!

boyfriend!jungwon loves to praise you and goes absolutely feral when you get more vocal at his sweet degration

it started out innocent. he simply wanted to make sure you knew how nice you feel, how much he loves you. but with more filthy positions came more swear words from him, so a "gosh you're so pretty, you feel so good for me" turned into a "you're the hottest fucking thing i've ever seen, sweet pussy made for my cock, look at you swallowing me. you love going dumb on my cock don't you baby?". ughhh and you whine so deliciously, head shyly turning away, which he cannot tolerate, so he grabs your face, more roughly than he anticipated but when he noticed you moaning at the feeling of his fingertips digging into the flesh of your cheek, he discovered something new about you. from that moment on he makes it his mission to make you moan a little louder than last time, adding another finger, stimulating your clit in a different way or licking and sucking away at the sweet spot on your neck :3 he especially loves making you loud in places where you SHOULDN'T be loud, he loves the thrill. getting caught is not something he wants, you're for his eyes only but it's a nice little challenge he likes to give you. because sweet girls who do well get extra sweet treatment ><

boyfriend!jungwon feels like he just committed treason when you end up not liking something new :(

turns out you don't like something and he full on stops "do you want some space?" immediately withdrawing any skin contact, "no, no won i want you, this just wasn't it for me today. maybe some other time?" you pout, guilt eating away at you. "baby, hey," he coos, hands cradling your face. "you never have to feel bad for saying no, i need you to tell me when even the slightest thing doesn't feel right for you, otherwise i don't have fun either. this is a you and me thing." leaning in, he peppers a few kisses across your cheek and nose, making you giggle. "what does my sweet girl want to do, hm? want me to eat you out so you run your pretty little head off?" at that your eyes sparkle and he grins. big hands guide you to lay flat on your back as he positions himself between your knees. soft kisses adore your inner thighs as he makes his way to your dripping hole.

boyfriend!jungwon who then made you sit down and have a chat about a safe word!

whether that is pineapple, the colour system or tapping. he doesn't care WHAT you choose as long AS you choose and use it! and when you used it for the first time he was filled with so much love and pride. you were giving him the blowjob of the century, literally he was grabbing onto the wall, mouth open, eyes screwed shut. he was so lost in the feeling that without thinking, one hand flew down to your hair as he pulled your head closer, his cock impossible deep inside your throat as he snaps his hips toward. you've had him down your throat before (he did lowkey train you) but at some point it's bound to be on much. your moans turn into mumbles as you try to mutter out your discomfort, brain turning into mush at the overstimulation :( weakly, you hit the inside of his thigh a few times, getting his attention. he immediately snaps out of it, releases your hair and slowly pulls out of you to make sure the sudden rush of air doesn't overwhelm you. and yes, he loves to see you pathetic for him, but the sight of you coughing repeatedly makes him so upset. tears fill HIS eyes as he crouches down to your level to scoop you into his arms. "i'm so sorry angel, i should've held back." he mumbles into your hair as he softly strokes it, rocking you back and forth. you manage a hum, throat still to sore to speak and he feels his heart break. he blames himself so much :(( "i'm so proud of you for using our safety methods baby, you did so so well." a thousand kisses adore your forehead. " 's okay wonie" you mumble back, sleepy from the whole experience. "i know you didn't mean to." sweet boy picks you up and carries you to the bed. he watches you drift off to sleep in his arms, checking on the outside for any bruises or scratches. only when he saw tho injuries he allows himself to drift off too, arms tightly wrapped around you and face in your neck, breathing in the smell of you he oh so loves.

boyfriend!jungwon has an obsession with squirting, as soon as he knew it was possible it has become his life mission to find the quickest way to drain all liquid from you.....

the first time it wasn't planned, really it had been quite innocent. after a long day, jungwon just couldn't wait to be inside you and forget about the world for a few hours. everyone had been pissing him off, your pussy the only remedy. one orgasm turned into two and he showed absolutely no signs of stopping. "wonie, 's too much." you lulled out, drunk on the sting of his cock nudging your insides. "i know baby, just one more" he whispered, lips brushing your ears. "i know you can do that for me, hm?" he knew that you'd do anything to make him proud, so you clutched him a little tighter and focused on the hot sensation bubbling up in your abdomen. what you didn't expect, was for him to suddenly press his thumb to your already sensitive clit, rubbing deliberate circles onto the soft bud. your back arched, chest meeting his as your nails dug into the flesh of his shoulder. "ngh—won! wait," you squealed. "fuckkk, baby you clench so fucking nicely around me." he groaned, lips messily meeting yours, eagerly hushing your desperate gasps and whimpers. "something—, something feels different." you gasp and before you knew it the coil in your stomach snapped and warm liquid spilled down both of your thighs. jungwon stopped all his movements, eyes focused on your pulsing pussy as you writhe around the bed. still in a haze, you looked at him with frightened eyes. "i'm so sorry..." you choked out. "don't know what happened i couldn't stop it i swear!" he still didn't say anything and you felt tears welling up in your eyes. that finally made him snap out of his own haze. "holy shit baby, you're the hottest fucking thing i've ever seen." his lips met the soft flesh of you chest as he started peppering kisses up to you neck, nipping at it slightly. "you know what you just did? i read about this." he mumbled and you shook your head. "think you just squirted baby, that's like...the biggest fucking compliment ever." your eyes meet and he almost cooed at your innocent expression, teary eyes making you look like an absolute doll. "baby, nooo, you did well, i'm not mad i'm so sorry!" he added, rolling you over so you were on top of him. "sorry my angel, i just didn't expect you to do that." he whispered, playing with a lock of your hair. "didn't know what was happening," you mumbled into his chest and he felt his heart swell. "must've been so scary for you baby, but you did so so well. you could never do anything to upset me angel, okay?" "mhm" you mumble back sleepily, the weight of your orgasm still tingling on your tired out limbs. little did you know that while you were drifting off to dreamland he was thinking how he can get you to do that again next time. oh you were in for a very fun time.

boyfriend!jungwon really really really likes mutual choking o.o

so this one was initiated by you by pure accident. jungwon had your legs bent to your chest as if they were out of jelly while drilling into your poor pussy at a brutal pace (you love it) and you tried your best to hang on to him — which happened to be his neck. you were mindlessly grabbing around, looking for any stability, and your hands instantly wrapped around his neck. without meaning to you squeezed it and jungwon let out the most delicious moan you've heard in a long time. in your fucked out state you didn't even realise what he responded to and just gave him a puzzled look. he didn't even give you a verbal answer, too shocked at the new sensation he was feeling and just put his hand over yours in his neck — only then did you realise what you did. "you like that?" you moaned out, not even seductive on purpose, but he goes wild. the hand on your hip tightened, his own hips snapping into yours even quicker. what stared out as innocent grabbing on him for stability now turned into his hand also finding your throat to keep you from being bratty. in the end it just turned both of you on even more; your brattiness and his desire to keep you in line. it was one of those moments where jungwon realised just how much you both have grown together and gotten insanely fucking freaky :p

boyfriend!jungwon found out he has an oral fixation at the same time you did you have one too.

he sort of trained it into you, without meaning. in the most innocent ways he told you to lick the batter off his finger, wipes the dripped ice cream from your chin and told you to clean it off — it had all been truly innocent! he loved the feeling of your lips on him, it had a peaceful kind of possession attached to it and an incredibly deep connection of trust!! he found his fingers slip near your lips during cuddle sessions, loving how you teasingly bite or nip at the skin. long fingers loving squished your cheeks, slipping into the warmth of your mouth. for him, he loved having his mouth ON you!! it didn't even have to be a kiss, just simply resting his lips against your skin was enough. he was the one that nibbled and licked away at your skin, loving the way you squeaked at the tickling sensation :,) eventually it would also definitely find its way into your sex life. let it be you choking the life out of him as he had you sucking on his fingers — it drove both of you INSANE! he would be eating you out for hours, juices running down your legs and when you eventually have given him the nth orgasm of the day he dips his fingers into your heat, collecting the wetness and slipping it into his mouth. seeing your hazy eyes sparkle at his gesture he repeats the action but guides your juices on his fingers to your mouth. as you now clean your own slick off his fingers, twirling you tongue around the bud of his fingertips, his lips are on you again. kissing, licking, sucking and nipping away at the soft flesh of your body. it was his way of saying that you, your trust, your love. it calmed both of you such innocent way in the end. yes you both love to get down and dirty, any position at any time but you have established such a beautiful trust between each other :(

ʟɪɴꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: innocent to freaky won has a special place in my heart, pls meet me in my bed !

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ʜᴏɴᴏʀᴀʀʏ ᴛᴀɢꜱ: @fawnwonie kisses u until the sun explodes, have some wonie my love :3

thankfully, as if your professor knew of your suffering, he briefly concludes the last few slides and released you into freedom. while the loyal jay solar system stays close to their sun, you squeeze past them, feeling the freedom of the end of classes.

moving through the masses you pick up some fellow students exited mutters. "yea it's gonna be insane tomorrow. he hasn't been announced anything!"

you almost stop paying attention when another drops the news.

"i mean it's jays fucking birthday, it's bound to be something."

oh god. hell awaits you tomorrow.

if people have been annoying any other day, they will be fucking insufferable tomorrow.

for a second you think of simply not showing up, but then again, you refuse to let this random man affect your studies. this has to fucking stop.

in the end, you should've just stayed at home. the halls were filled with people carrying homemade cakes, birthday cards signed by the entire university being handed around so that not a single person will be left out.

"y/n! come sign real quick." a girl you've never met in your life practically screams and shoves the card into your face.

carefully, you push the card towards her again. "no thanks, him and i don't know each other."

"come onnnn", she whines. "it's jay, everybody knows jay."

that earns her a scoff from you. "well i doubt he'll miss my signature then. he'll be just fine." and with that you move past her. it's honestly baffling to you how people still act like this in university. one would think you'd all be past the idolisation of random people at this age.

a mere 24 hours later tough, despite all the odds, you find yourself within the holy walls of residence of the golden boy.

you had been curious, you can't lie. the invitation had mysteriously found its way into your bag, a fucking qr code staring back at you.

please scan to confirm your attendance.

what did you have to lose? confirm that he's just like the other rich kids and settle this once and far all?

you hadn't put much attention to your outfit, you didn't want to give him even the slightest suspicion of going for his sake.

the place was vibrating with energy and the bass of music. the entire university must be here, what was the need for confirmed attendance?

the plan had been to lay low, observe, confirm your suspicions and disappear again. but jay's eyes had been fucking everywhere. you couldn't even make your way through the first floor without his eyes meeting yours all across the, way too big, room.

next thing you knew, you were locked into his bedroom with him. truly, you don't even remember it happen. there had been a tug on your hand up the stairs, him guiding you through the masses of students, jealous eyes staring at you in disbelief.

something inside of you had snapped the moment you heard the door click, you couldn't believe him.

"the fuck do you think you're doing?" you almost screamed at him and you yourself were surprised at your rage.

jay was fiddling with his hands in front of his chest, broad shoulders shaking with his uneven breath. his mouth opened and closed. opened. closed.

"speak!"

he sighed, eyes darting around the room and you don't miss how his eyes lingered in the corner. you turned your head. the bed. the motherfucker was staring at the fucking bed,

you scoff, grabbing his arm and dragging him across the room. his knees hit the expensive wooden frame, causing him to fall back against the abundance of pillows.

"someone fucking fluffed those up for you before your guest came, didn't they?" you mutter as you straddle him.

as if he wasn't flustered enough, your words flicked a switch in his brain and he only managed a weak nod in response.

"you're so fucking spoiled." you practically spat at him.

and in response he whines. he fucking whines underneath you.

"y/n you're so mean to me." he pouts and it's the most pathetic thing you've ever seen.

"why, because i don't fucking fawn over you when you simply breathe?"

his hands twitch, aching to touch you but he knows you'll just slap them away.

"you never even looked at me. you never went to any of my parties. i've been trying to get your attention since the beginning." he breathes, eyes low lidded and hazy.

you coo, "awww, poor baby. couldn't buy my attention, how mean of me." a fake pout forming on your face.

jay trashes around, hair messily splayed over the pillow. desperate whines keep bubbling out of him, you make him so fucking insane.

"please." he mumbles, head lulled to the side, soft pillow muffling his voice.

"hm?" you question. "please what?"

he scoffs, "let me touch you, feel you. my god anything please, please just let me be inside of you."

and there it finally was.

for a moment you only stared at him, his eyes darting around the room, looking anywhere but your face.

he didn't know what he expected for an answer. a witty comeback, a teasing question maybe. but what he didn't expect, was you just full on laughing at him.

"you think", you manage to get out between giggles "you think that's all it takes for you to get what you want? say pretty please and i jump at you command?"

all jay can do is look at you with wide eyes, but it's not out of hurt. no. he's so fucking horny right now.

"please." he chokes out, rapidly blinking up at you. "please y/n i promise i'll make you feel good."

"hmmmm, what to do what to do..." you say with a roll of your hips against his. he hisses, sensitive cock throbbing underneath his tailored slacks.

"fuck, don't tease me i'll fucking cum in my pants."

the moment those words leave his mouth, he immediately starts to regret them. especially when he noticed the sparkle in your eyes.

"oh how awful." you pout down at him, index finger slowly slipping underneath his shirt and trailing down his torso.

you felt each and every abdomen muscle flex under your touch as his breathing starts getting heavier and heavier. but what really gets you is the sight of him when your eyes dart back to his face.

his jaw slack, eyes fixated on your fingertip: the man was utterly at your mercy.

a small chuckle leave you and you lean in to hover over his face, fingertips still ghosting over his skin.

"so responsive, hm?" you whisper in his ear and he shudders at your closeness.

with dreadful slowness your fingers travel down his abdomen, tracing every rig of his toned body.

jays eyes travel down and you grab his face. "nu-uh." you tut, index finger softly caressing the line of his jaw. "eyes on me, pretty boy."

you don't quite know where this part of you is coming from. before today, you would've imagined yourself to be in his position, not the opposite. but you refuse to give him power over you right now, not after him acting like a spoiled brat, despite the fact he showed off only for you to notice him.

after excruciating seconds, your hand started playing with the waistband of his boxers, careful fingers slipping beneath it. his hips buck involuntarily and he sighs out of frustration of his erection being exposed to the cool air.

ever so slowly you move your along the elastic band, other hand pulling his slacks down and inching closer to his throbbing cock. the sound of his frantic breathing music in to ears. but you refuse to give in this easily and make the band suddenly snap back against his skin.

a strangled moan escapes him and his eyes close shut, brows furrows. "fuck, please y/n."

"who knew you could beg this sweetly?"

"could've shown you ages ago baby, you never fucking looked at me though."

you smile at his witty remarks, despite his already fucked out state.

"can't have the birthday boy wait much longer then can't i?".

he frantically starts nodding; god he's absolutely pathetic and it's the hottest thing you've ever seen.

your lips replace your fingers along his waistband, teeth nipping at his skin. he twitches in response and you press his hips back to the mattress. "stay. or i'll stop."

his hands fist the sheets and he throws his head backs in frustration.

you start placing open mouthed kisses all over his boxers, careful to avoid where he wants you most. though that doesn't stop you from "accidentally" nudging his cock with your nose through.

"oopsie." you giggle, placing a kiss on the spot and he hisses.

"please, i need your mouth on me so fucking bad." his voice is raspy, filled with need and desperation.

you're not letting him get his wishes that easily though.

with one smooth motion, you lick his length from base to top, teeth grazing the fabric. you feel his legs flex, but he refrains from moving much.

"hmmm, good boy." you praise, pressing another kiss to his clothed tip.

he jerks again at the petname and you notice the faint red staining his cheeks.

"awwww, pretty boy blushes at the slightest form of praise."

your words only intensify his embarrassment, one hand covering his face, one that you instantly remove.

"absolutely not. you've been acting like an attention whore all along, you don't get to hide now."

he scoffs, little high pitched noise bubbling out of his throat. if he wants to play brat you just have to put him back into his place.

not giving him time to fix his attitude your teeth are on him, but not nipping at his skin. no, your teeth sink into the sensitive flesh of his, still clothed, tip.

tortured moans fill the room, his hands flying down to swat your head away.

"i'm sorry, i'm sorry, please- ngh, i'll be nice now i promise."

you take his hand into his, intertwining his long fingers with yours.

"mhm, you better." you murmur back, as you free his cock from his precum stained boxers. the cool air made him hiss, head thrown back in both pleasure and pain.

slowly, you wrap your free hand around the base of his length, gliding it up at down at an almost cruelly slow place.

the moans that spill out of him were almost pornographic, low guttural ones mixing with high pitched whines.

deciding that he's suffered enough you start kitty licking around his tip, swirling your tongue around it.

his hips buck and he immediately whines. "i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry you just make me feel so fucking good."

you place him fully in your mouth, humming softly at his pleas. he tugs at your still intertwined hand and you squeeze back, reminding him that you're the only in control.

it doesn't take much for jay to get close, a few bobs of your head, not even having to take him down your throat and he's panting like a dog.

"fuck, fuck y/n please, can i cum? please i want to come so fucking bad." you couldn't help a giggle escape you, the vibrations only making him moan back at you even louder.

you pick up the pace, hand squeezing the base of his cock your mouth hasn't reached yet.

his moans turn into full on squeaks, head moving from left to right, legs twitched besides you.

"i'm gonna cum, fuck." he breathes, as his torso curved forwards, eyes forced shut and mouth wide open. he squeezed your intertwined hands so tightly you were sure all circulation was cut off for a second.

warm liquid filled your mouth and he slumped back onto the mattress, taking deep breaths to recover from his high.

"you're fucking insane, you want me to fucking die." he murmurs, eyes locking with yours.

sitting upright again, making sure he sees you swallow all of his release as you fix your hair. "someone's got to put you in your place eventually." you smile back at him sweetly.

"don't stop now then."

you cock your head at his words.

"touch me again, i'll do whatever you want from me." he rasps, not a single trace of uncertainty on his face.

"you have a crowd of people downstairs, desperate for your attention. meanwhile you're begging for a simple touch, don't you think that's a little pathetic of you?"

"i don't fucking care about them." he spats out. "i'll send them home for all i care. heck, i'd let you do this in front of them all. let them see you're all i want."

your heart stutters a little at that confession. until now this was teasing, pushing some boundaries, but you're starting to truly believe he was serious.

" 's that so? what a sweetheart you are, park."

"you fucking ruined me." he continues. "you're on my mind all the time, i can't focus on anything. nothing matters as much as being around you."

you scoff. "what happened to just talking to me. we've never exchanged a single word until today."

"i was scared, okay?" his eyes dart away from yours. "i'm not used go people not wanting to be in my vicinity. i thought you hated me."

a wave of emotion hit you, one that you couldn't quite place. sure, you avoided him because you were annoyed at this golden boy status, but you did assume things before actually having had a proper conversation with him.

"i never hated you." you whisper back.

he scoffs, "well you weren't quite fond of me."

"true, but i was more annoyed and irritated than anything else."

to that he only hums. his hands fidget and you hesitate for a moment before taking them into yours. you don't say anything and simply put them on your hips.

"if i'd hate you that much would i get you a birthday present?"

"huh?" jay looks at you, utterly confused and before he knew it he witnessed you removing your top.

"never seen tits before?" you chuckle at him — he looked like he'd just seen a unicorn walk into the room.

"no, i mean yes...uh, not yours tho." as soon as his words left him he cringed at himself. "gosh i sound pathetic."

not in your wildest dreams would you've imagined having your tits be this intriguing, let alone to jay.

"mhm, maybe a little. its cute though."

his head shot up at that and you laugh.

"you're so eager for praise, don't u get enough as is?" you tease.

"this is my first time getting it from you," he mumbled, "cut me some slack."

your hands travel up his torso, tracing little shapes and roaming mindlessly. " gonna let me have some fun with you? what'ya think about that?"

jay only manages a nod and you don't fail to notice the now faster moving rise and fall of his chest.

"well, get naked then park."

in record time jay tugs off his shirt, carelessly throwing it around the room. there flies a random 400 dollar shirt.

"you don't take care of your stuff well do you?"

he props himself up by his elbows, "not when i have to take care of you first."

you raise your brow at that, eyes slightly squinting down at the man looking up at you as if you were on ocean in the sahara and he's been wandering for weeks to find it.

"you sure you're not all talk, park?"

a sly smile spreads on his face. "feel free to punish me if you're not satisfied" he shoots back.

game on.

jay's eyes never left yours when you removed the rest of your clothes and you don't miss the swallow after he saw the pretty white panties you wore, eyes following it flying towards his previously discarded slacks.

"real price is here." you mutter, taking his chin into your hand to make him look at you again.

jay didn't know where to look first. having you completely bare on top of him seemed to have fried the last remaining braincells he had. up and down his eyes flickered, from face to tits to pussy.

"jesus christ you're gorgeous." he says, voice so breathless it almost sounded comical.

you hum, positioning your hips right above his.

with excruciating slowness you lower yourself, carefully watching how he switches from low lidded, lust filled to screwed shut eyes and sharp hisses.

"fuck, fuck more please." he chokes out and you pause, only halfway down his length. giving him what he wants easily was not on your list.

you reach your hand down, fingers wrapping around the base of his cock and squeezing. and my god; the sounds that spilled out of him were heavenly.

"please, oh my god don't tease me i'll be so good i promise," he rasps, looking up with you with glassy eyes. cute.

hand moving away from his cock, you place it against his stomach, spreading yourself as you continue to glide down on him.

"jesus you're so wet, you're so fucking perfect oh my god."

you chuckle. you don't even need to speak and he's babbling.

"pussy got you talking sweet to me, huh?" you tease and he whines.

"just don't want you to stop, please don't stop."

deciding you won't torture him much longer you drop your hips with one quick motion and you both gasp. you underestimated just how deep he'll be inside you now.

you had to take a few deep breaths, writhing jay underneath you absolutely losing his mind at the feeling of being hugged by your gummy walls.

"holy shit, move," he pleads, "please, please move i'm gonna go insane."

you slowly start rolling your hips. god did he feel good inside of you. you've heard people praise this man into the ground but surprisingly never heard much of his sex life and his performance. even if, you doubt that they could've prepared you just how feel he fits inside of you.

"come on", he chokes out between gritted teeth, "make yourself feel good on me, use me."

you throw your head back, hand gripping onto his shoulders. his hips buck up to meet the circling of your hips and you gasp, walls clenching around him.

"fuck, you're so fucking pretty angel. can't believe you're letting me see you like this."

one would think jay has met god in person and to him it feels like it. you're his god now, he's willing to devote his entire life to worshipping you.

" 'm never letting anyone have you again. say you're mine now."

you laugh breathlessly. "is that your way of asking me to be your girlfriend, park?"

"if you rather me asking when i'm not balls deep inside you i'll take you on the best date of your fucking life tomorrow, pretty" he shoots back.

"gonna show you that these fucking losers you've been giving chances could never love and spoil you like i did." sharp pain interrupts on your hips as he digs his fingertips into the plush flesh.

"i got so fucking annoyed at that girl who played you. fucking loser, just like that guy who forgot the right time of your first fucking date."

he remembered. he remembered them all; and you didn't quite know how to feel. your heart swells as your walls clench around him again.

"should've just fucking talked to me then," you manage to moan out. "could've been yours since the moment you wanted."

at your words he pulled your hips down even closer against his, his cock hitting your sweet spot just right and you gasp, falling forwards. encouraged at your reaction, he pushes you back upright again, hips snapping upwards at a relentless pace.

high pitched, almost squeaky moans spill out of you, hands gripping onto anything that could offer some stability. but jay hasn't had enough, he needs you as desperate for him as he is for you. his thumb finds your clit, rubbing tiny calculated circles on it.

"fuck, jay holy shit oh my god, don't fucking stop."

"not so cocky anymore, huh princess?"

you laugh, "fuck you. you're not any better."

"gotta get an answer out of you don't i?"

"yes", you whine "yes i'll be yours, fuck, oh my god you're so big."

his ego boosted and he sits up slightly, lips wrapping around you nipple, giving it a few sucks. you moan in response, back arching forwards as he kitten licks around it before moving to the other.

" 'm so close." your voice barely even noticeable.

he hums, mouth still on your breast before releasing it with a small pop. "let yourself go pretty, hm? make a mess on my cock, come on."

your hips now match his frantic movement, the pressure of his finger against your clit, cock drilling into you, almost making you see stars.

jay is as much of a mess as you are, hair stuck to his forehead, pupils blown wide and fixated on your pussy.

"jay-"

"i know, pretty, me too."

without thinking you fall forwards, lips crashing into his. he gasps, hands moving from your hips to your waist to pull you closer. it was barely considered kissing or making out, the two of you were practically devouring each other alive. tongues clashed in fight for dominance, both of you too stubborn to back down and admit defeat.

two more thrusts and you feel the warmth in your stomach drop, thighs clenching and pussy swallowing his cock. white coats your vision and you go limb as you feel jay stiffen up underneath you, a mix of groans and whines filling your ears.

you feel his heart beating through his chest, messy rhythm matching yours. two large hands find your waist as he starts dragging his fingertip up and down your sides, involuntarily tickling you.

"you're so fucking cute." he mumbles sleepily as you try and doge his touch.

your eyes meet his, heart stuttering at his fixated gaze on you.

"you're not too bad yourself i guess," and he laughs, hips bucking up, cock still burrowed deep inside you, nudging your sweet spot for a second.

involuntary you squeak in surprise, slapping his chest lightly and squeezing his cock with your walls in response. he moans back, wide smile spreading on his face.

"feisty girl you are." he beams, connecting your lips with his. this time it's not as fiery, no clashing of teeth and messy tongues. no, it was gentle and deliberate.

lips still connected, you rolled you on your side, cock slipping out of you and you gasp at the emptiness. you gasp instantly swallowed by him he deepened the kiss, one hand leaving your waist to softly cup your cheek.

"you still standing with the answer you gave earlier?" he whispers against your lips and you hum.

"nu-uh," he pulls back and you whine, "use your words."

you squint at him, "don't you use my words against me, park."

at that he only laughs, pressing a few kisses on your cheeks. "forgive me, but i can't have you thinking i'll let you be in control all the time."

"oh please," you scoff, "you were literally begging for me a few minutes ago."

"and i'll do it again, but next i'll have you begging baby."

he smiles and for a moment you forgot how you hadn't been charmed by him the moment you saw him.

"let's see if you're not all talk then, birthday boy. make a wish."

ʟɪɴꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: happy birthday daddy, you getting fucked tonight 👅

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ʜᴏɴᴏʀᴀʀʏ ᴛᴀɢꜱ: @jaylaxies true royalty in this tag section im shaking in my boots typing this

Its already past midnight, all the idols have gone back to their

own dorms,the hallways of the company feels a lot quieter

and there is a uncomfortable silence in the whole building.

The only sound that can be heard is in the recording

room.While everyone else have gone back already heeseung

is still there with you his producer. You both have been trying

to work on his new album for hours now but for some reason

luck's not on your side today. One thing about heeseung is

that he is a perfectionist and that is the sole reason you both

are still in the studio for hours now.

"Fuck" heeseung snaps, agressively taking off his headphones "What the actual fuck is wrong with me today" you can feel his frustration in his voice. You are genuienly confused because according to you he sounds fine enough but unfortunately for you he does not feel the same way.You have told him countless times he sounds perfect but he keeps insisting he does not "sound like himself" or that he sounds "too empty". Honestly speaking you are tired too but you know better than to argue with him…..or do you? Even though you are intimidated by him right now you cannot for the love of god keep your bratty mouth close so obviously you had to go ahead and say the thing he DOES NOT want to hear right now.

"Idk what you are hearing but it genuienly sounds good to

me,can you just wrap up already" you say trying to sound

outmost pissed and you do succeed because the next second

he throws the nastiest glare at you saying "Don't fucking start."

That should have been your cue to stfu but ofcourse you

wouldn't because why would you."No heeseung you have been

on this shit for hours going over the same part again and again

when you sound perfectly fine , just finish the fucking song"

You could see the way his jaw clenched as if he was trying to

compose himself "You don't understand shit yn so don't speak

on something you have no knowledge about"

You weren't having it either.

"I genuienly don't care trust me at this point because I have been paitient all along but that has got us no where so genuienly so either fucking take your little frustation out and continue with the song with a cool mind or wrap up and come tomorrow morning" you exclaimed so fast you did not even realize what you were saying.

Hearing your words something shifted in him,you could not read his expressions but slowly with a little smirk and eye raise he said "You want me to take out my frustation right?" They way he said it which staring at you,it made you feel a knot in your stomach.Wait this is wrong you are not supposed to get turned on by this,by him to be exactly,this is wrong he is an idol but right now he sure isn't acting like one.

"Well obviously isn't that the whole reason you can't focus properly"

He let out and little chuckle,"I know how to get rid of it" Before you could even process what was happening you were pinned to the wall roughly.

"W-what the fuck are you doing" You mentally cursed yourself even stuttering which you for sure fuled his pride.

"What im just realeasing my stress just like how you told me to?" He said in a mocking way

You were getting wet just by seeing the closness between you both.Fuck this is so wrong you kept telling yourself in your head but your actions said otherwise.

"Cat got your tongue princess huh ?" heeseung asked you with that damn smirk. "Heeseung we can't do this its wrong and-" Before you can speak more he smashed his lips against you.

You tried to resist so hard but then ultimately gave in. He pulled off and held your chin up to look directly in your eyes

"Stop acting like a fucking brat when I know you want this too princess think I never saw you rubbing your thighs together when you see me,oh doll I see everything"

"I genuienly don't fucking know what you are talking about" you try to argue back

"Ofcourse you and your damn bratty mouth" hee mumbled under his breath.

Just as you were about to curse him out for saying that he swiftly took you by the waist and put you on the table.

"Heeseung what the fuck-" you try to argue only for you to wince by a smack.

he fucking spanked you.

"Heeseung-" You were actually baffled

"Thought I was going to take it slow and nice and fuck you but you just had to be cute and act like a goddamn brat so here's what's gonna happen I'm gonna do whatever the fuck I want with you you're gonna take it like a good girl" Before you can even protest his hand reaches under your skirt and ripes your underwear while lactching his mouth to your neck.

"Gosh you are fucking soaked.,A little slut you are aren't you all those arguemnts just for you to get wet when I havent even touched you yet”

You know he's right ofcourse you do but will you admit that ? fuck no "Fuck you lee"

"Oh I will princess trust me" as he says that he shoves two fingers inside you not even bothering to be gentle.

You try to surpress your moans in which earns you another smack from him "Try to hold your moans in and you will not get to come fucking try me" He added a third finger in and that is when you couldn't hold it anymore.You let out a breathy moan while trying to form words but nothing but moans came out \

"That's it such a good girl aren't you? See how easy it is when you just listen to me rather than acting like a brat right, doll?"

"Hee please I'm-" you try to speak

"I know princess I know, let it go for me now"

You came would be an understatement when you fucking squirted all over his fingers oh and he loved it alright. "Good fucking girl" he exhaled pulling his fingers away and putting them inside his mouth and licked them clean.

"Hee-"

"Quiet"

He quickly unziped his pants taking out his cock not even bothering to take the pants off because he was that impaitent. His breath was sharp as he exhaled slowly putting it inside you earning a breathy moan from you.

"Fuck how are you so tight, pussy fucking made for my cock" he groans dropping his head once again in the crook of your neck.

The streach was splitting you open when he was roughly thrusting in you "Taking me so well like a good girl"

Gosh that did something to you, you clenched hard and heeseung felt it too.

"Oh? the slut likes it huh ? Such a dirty fucking girl cleching over me calling you a good girl" You should have been embarrased but you were more turned on by that clenching even harder sobbing out "Hee please more" He chuckled at you blabbering "Greedy fucking slut,I'll give you more alright" With that he starts thrusting in a rougher pace making you roll back your eyes.

"Fuck hee feels so god- ah- hee-dont stop-"

"Yeah princess dont worry I'm not stopping anytime soon"He exhaled sharply

"Ngh Fuck hee oh gosh-" You cannot form words when he is genuienly making you see starts making you reach your climax "Hee I am gonna-"

"Me too baby- lets- come together- fuck,let it go for me"

as the words come out of his mouth your orgasm breaks through you at the same time he fills you up chasing his own. Both of you are breathing heavily when he cups your face "You good? You nod slowly clearly exhausted.He slowly pulls himself out helping you to be steady. Amidst trying to adjust your clothes you suddenly stop turning to him "Heeseung my underwear, what am i going to wear now!!!”

He chuckles holding you by the waist and whispers "Oh im not done with you yet princess,we are going back to my place"