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Adorable playdough guy who is actually 3 kids and also the scariest guy here

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Jisung/Felix Birthday Special -NSFW
**Blindfold Drabble: Sneak Peek**
okay so...you know the drill. I'm Jazz and I write skz smut. Currently I am working on completing an OT8 drabble...babbleā¦.ramble??? idk what to call it...but it's my take on skz wearing blindfolds.
Happy Birthday Boys!
I wanted to have a post separate to celebrate the boys but alas...I am just a woman who can't really organize her thoughts that good.. maybe I'm just a bad writer. IDK
But I love them so much I really hope they just had the best birthdays and felt all the love from their family, friends and stay. ..Now I must apologize...for being a smut fic writer and showing my love with the filthy thoughs I have of them in my head. This is not the first time I've written about Han however this will be the first fic I post...I'm not ready to share Mafia Han yet...don't tell Felix that Han, Hyunjin and Srungmin already have Mafia fic drafts....He gets spoiled enough with all the drafts he already has...safe to say I am Felix biased only because I am so desperately in love with him it's embarrassing.
I write about Felix too much someone please help me stop it
Also Iāve already written for Chan, Minho and Bin (DONT TELL bin that Chan and Minho Have their Mafia Fics out GuYS OH MY GOD MAFIA BODY GUARD BIN I WILL LINK ALL OF THE RAMBLES!
Edit 12/10 : Mafia Bin
omg heās out of the draft prison.. lol okay okay I admit it ⦠Hyun didnāt wait that long⦠Bin was first⦠But come on! Hyunjin is Bunny Bins favorite.
Warnings??
Yeah Iām kinda in my feelings for them guys.! Im enjoying myself in my delusions. Sorry but also not cause you donāt have to be snooping hereā¦. This my blog.you CAME HERE LOOKING FOR SKZ SMUT. AND YOU FOUND IT DONT BLAME ME.
ReaDER IS A VIRGIN IN FELiXās DRABBLE.
Just a PSA. Felixās Drabble is legit just me writing out a cute little fantasy where in I lose my virginity to Felixā¦.thats all PSA over.
HAN IS A VIRGIN IN HIS DRABBLE. Reader is ā¦a VA⦠Let the record show. I donāt know shit about being a voice actress. So donāt ask me if itās real Iām just a girl who works in I.T. okay??? Coool ā¦.guys Iāve only been working on Hans Drabble for the last 4daysā¦.this bOY OH MY LORD. I think Iām desperately in love with my Blindfold Hanā¦.heās so sweet like rot your teeth kinda sweetā¦.how???? HOW DO I STAY LOYAL TO FELIX BECAUSE WHAT THE FUCK?ā Guys Iām gonna cry.
Iām almost done I need this one out cause itās finally all of them will have something written. Nowā¦. To Be honest Blindfold Hyunjin, Seungmin and IN will also Debut in my smutty fic world. Welcome Iām Jazz. I write Smut. Donāt read it if you donāt like please and thank you.
Now Just FYI THE CURRENT FICS I HAVE Master List
Anyway Enjoy Han's Debut fic...in my world...?
Blindfold Seungmin coming soon.
Han: okay so maybe you were just a little bit obsessed with this game designer. You were in the world of it, more of a spectator really, there were a few VA jobs you took on. Then you got the email asking if you wanted to voice the heroine of a solo owned game dev company. You knew his name, thatās about it, your agent was the one with the connection. Apparently when she heard that they had been looking for a VA for the past three years she was quick to mention you. One mention and Apparently Han knew your name from the credits of the one game you had a few good lines in. The screening process was hell and you werenāt even sure if youād get it. You asked around and apparently even your most popular VA friends had been turned down for the role. Safe to say when you got the confirmation email that you were officially cast as the voice actress for the main character you were a little nervous. Han had requested to meet you, your schedule had gotten busy fast, his dev team wanted you to start on the voice over since they had moved so far along. The wait for the VA for this character had really been one of the top hang ups. You had tried, multiple times the first few weeks to meet the owner of the company, but it was difficult when you had to send in sample audio and go into the studio. Han had also gotten busy and he ended up asking your agent for your direct line. After agreeing to it about six hours ago you were a little on edge, did this really seem so urgent to him? If it is how could they already approve the hire if he needed to meet you so badly??? So when you got out of the shower on one of your busier days that had you at home late on a Wednesday night the last thing you expected was a text from Han.
*0*-87*-9**6: hey y/n, itās Han Iām really sorry itās so late. I have been trying to meet you but itās proving difficult to find time during work hours. Would you mind if I asked you to a dinner once youāre off?
It really wasnāt anything to get excited over, but him asking you to dinner? You already admired him for going out and making his own company after dropping out of collegeā¦you had heard his employees talk about how good of a boss he is and how much value he puts into not just the work but the lives of his employees. You really didnāt think it was that late to call. It was only 9pmā¦
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āY/n, you called!ā He sounded so excited and it made you blush before you answered him.
āI hope thatās okay with you. I just thought it would be easier to schedule the dinner date over the phoneā your eyes widen as you realize youāve called it a date.
āNah, itās fine, let me pull up my calendarā he says it like he didnāt hear you call it a date. For a while youāre calm about it, you both mention some days and thereās some back and forth about times, eventually you pick a date.
āAlright, so then Iāll see you in two weeksā you say with a satisfied smile as you write it down on your calendar. āDinner w/Hanā you hear a small laugh and the familiar scribble of his pencil.
āItās a dateā he chuckles and you blush again.
āOh my god you did hear it! Iām so sorry!ā Youāre already planning the ramble of explaining how you didnāt mean to say it and before you could even start you hear it.
āIām not, I thought you were calling me outā he says it with this tone of voice that makes your heart skip a beat. Part of you wonders if this was all just an act...how could it be tough? He had been looking for a VA since they started creating the game.
"are you telling me this is a date you're asking me for?" you ask softly, there's this eerie thought that maybe he asked for her number to just get a date out of it. You can hear the panic in his voice as he rushes to explain. "Oh no please, I swear, this can strictly be a work dinner if you're uncomfortable...I just, I thought you might have found out I had a crush on you and you were.. you know what never mind" He finishes with this embarrassed huff. He starts to say his goodbye but you cut him off.
"wait...you didn't just hire me because of your crush right?" you ask as a chill of fear runs down your spine, the last thing you wanted was to be picked just because of favoritism.
"I won't lie to you, my crush has nothing to do with choosing you, but I will admit that I did have you in mind for the character when I created the game. Only because I had played some games you voiced characters in" you can't help the way his explaination makes your stomach twist and your cheeks hurt from smiling.
"are you just trying to butter me up for our date boss?" it comes out playful and you can't help the way you say it all sing-songy. He gasps and you wonder if he knows its in a tune you have recorded for his dev team. When he chokes on his reply that's all the answer you need.
"y/n, this is going to be embarrassing if you're going to torture me, can't you at least tell me if you're interested?" He says it like he's expecting you to hit him, it only makes you giggle in response.
"Han... you're a successful self-made Game designer, who I have heard nothing but good things about. How am I not interested?" you ask softly as you poke at your food with your fork.
"god, I'm gonna get into so much trouble with Gisele" He lets out this loud laugh when you ask if Gisel is his girlfriend in offense as you drop your fork on your plate. Again he has to fucking explain a misunderstandingā¦. You get the idea. Heās a clumsy boy. Gisele is head of his H.R Department and for all he knows heās violating a rule.
āDo you want to clear this with her first?ā He asks and you know he means it. Honestly? You agreed for a reason. You like the idea of making a personal connection be it professionally or romantically⦠you didnāt know yet.
āI donāt mind if itās a date. I just want to know what you mean by it and I just want the truthā you mutter in frustration. He makes it so easy to slip into a rollercoaster of emotions and feelings HOW?! How does he just do this? How can he be adorable and genuinely interesting?
This isnāt fair at all.
You think to yourself.
He shouldnāt be allowed to make me feel like Iām the most interesting person to him and be an interesting person himself???? HEāS THREE YEARS YOUNGER THAN ME.
The conversations came too easily and before you could even stop yourself you have been on the phone with him for seven hoursā¦.its 4am.
āSo wait what kind of food do you like? I want to pick a good place.ā He mumbles and it sounds like heās taking things out of a drawer like he sprung up. He was practically falling asleep two minutes ago.
āHan itās 4am. What are we doing ? I have to record tomorrow and youāre making me spend all night talkingā you groan out more in exhaustion you heard his whine and it only serves to stoke the fire burning in your stomach. He was too much and too fast and too good to be true? How was he this easy to talk to?
āPlease just one more question?ā He moans. āI got my calendar out and everythingā he mumbles and you can hear him scribbling on his book. You sigh and let out a groan that comes out a little too much like a growl.
āFineā you sigh in this tired huff as you flop back on the pillow to lie back and thinkā¦āI donāt know. My favorite food is the ramen I make at homeā you mutter truthfully.
āI mean unless you count take out in which case Pizza, Wings, Chinese, and Thaiā you add before twisting up another bite of ramen.
āWell I could come over and make my ramen for youā He says it and he means it and then Han proceeds to shit his fucking pants because why the fuck did he just suggest going to her house? Jesus fucking Christ IM A WALKING H.R. VIOLATION! He can hear the screams in the background of his mind. He should not have suggested going over to her place.
āWait that sounded wrong we can go to a ramen place I know Iām sorryā he says it quickly or so he thinks cause he completely missed your āthat sounds good to meā instead he suggested something else. āWait did you just say yes?ā He says after a beat.
āI did, so when can you come over?ā You ask trying to not think about how it feels like thereās an electric current running through every muscle in your body. You feel too awake now. The burning in your stomach is too low now and itās dangerous. Your build up of him was not enough he had to go and be stupidly smooth about itā¦the clumsy cute boy who makes you wanna pin him down and make him squeal.
This is the ruthless businessman who built his own Game Dev company and is months away from releasing his very first game that has gained so much attention over time⦠why is he cute and why does he make you want to hear what he would sound like under you? He said he has a crush on you⦠who the fuck says that anymore?
āYou want me to come over?ā It spills out like he canāt believe a second of it. Even though his hearing is perfectly fine, he canāt bring himself to believe it at all.
āYeah why not? I wanna meet the guy everyone in the studio canāt stop talking aboutā you say with a genuine smile as you lay lazily on your couch. He gets real quiet then, it's like he needs a moment to reboot his system, another laugh. Why does he like your laugh so much? How does he not feel like you're laughing at him? Why does it feel like he's in on the joke?
"you're incredible...I've never met anyone who makes me feel the way you do" he mumbles, for a moment he's just so over worked and sleepy and he can't help the truth, and really he only meant for it to be a personal note. The string that had been dwindling under the flame in your stomach snaps, why is he so cute? why do you want to sit in his lap and call him a 'good boy'?
"Han, you're making it impossible for me to stay professional on this call. It's like you're setting me up to tease you on purpose" you whine, it comes out more primal than you mean, but you're panties were wet and he's such a fucking tease. You're writhing and squeezing your thighs together to try and satiate the ache you have.
"is that a bad thing?" He's fucking giggling again and it takes every ounce of your self control to not moan at how cute he sounds. Youāre already too warm between your thighs and heās not helping at all.
"yes! I can't be thinking about these things" you grumble and you're muttering something else to him about being a problematic employee and he cuts you off.
"what things are you thinking?" He says it like he's begging you, all you had to do is ask him to get on his knees, you know he so would if you asked him right now. You can hear the way his breathing slows down and gets shaky, the small swallow, before he quietly smacks his lips like he's licking them.
"Han.. it's 4am.. they're not G-rated if that's what you're asking" you say it while trying to brush it off as normal...like this is all so totally normal...it's not... you shouldn't be trying to do this with him. Why is your fucking hand slipping down to feel over your fucking wetness? why can't you be normal about this?!
"that's not what I'm asking ...come on y/n tell a desperate guy what you're thinking, please?" He's so whiney when he says it like he's been tortured long enough, he hasn't, and this is too soon to be happening why are you doing this? He sounds breathless and you can practically hear him panting.
"Han, I wanna...you're too cute over the phone...It should be illegal to make someone want to know what you sound like under them" you moan it and you're not even hiding it anymore "I'm..you made me so wet Han" you mumble it all like it's spilling out of you, like you're too busy rubbing it out to really hold it back or sound at least somewhat respectful.
"shit..y/n please tell me you're touching it, please" he whines and then you hear it, the filthy sounds of his hands wrapped around his cock, slick with his precum. You can hear him stroking at himself while he sighs and shudders out his breaths.
"yeah" you moan shuddering as you rub a little faster, making sure to spread out your arousal, the sounds of your heavy breathing drowned it out for Han, but he didn't mind...He loved hearing your voice more.
"fuck Han, this is so wrong, how am I supposed to look at you after this?" You whimper it out in panic, no real threat that you actually want to stop, he's laughing again and it sounds breathless. He slows down, worried heās gonna cum too fast, you can hear him slow but the thought of him stroking himself. You almost whine out his name craving more of him.
"y/n...it's fine, really don't worry about it. My feelings for you are separate from my project...I honestly never thought you'd be interested" his words were warm and heavy, your heart was burning, your mind was too fuzzy. He was being genuine, god he wants you to know he telling the truth, and it was making you feel too many things. Your eyes welling up and your fingers slipping deep inside you...not deep enough...not when heās on the phone. You moan out his name and gasp from the feeling, needing to know what he feels like, youāre too lost in the thought of his touch.
"I want you inside" you whimper into the phone. "I want it Han" you whisper as you slick up your clit again to rub slow circles into yourself. Heās panting and leaning back against his couch, stroking at himself slowly, he feels pathetic and he wants more of it. More of you. He wants to know how much more youāll tease him, he enjoys it too much already, he should be worried about how much he likes it but he doesnāt care.
"shit y/n" He whimpers it out and honestly he wasn't expecting it, the way he just spurts his cum out just from hearing you ask him to put it inside. He's panting and it's heavy and you sit up with your thighs pressed together, your own breathing heavy as you blush from the thought, he's moaning and grunting out some curses.
"Fuck are you still..shit I'm sorry, this is so fucking embarrassing" he moans out and it only makes you smile in a breathless laugh, thatās same fucking laugh that makes his stomach warm, like a joke that only you two know about. You sound warm and like you really liked it and Han is blushing fucking hard already if that wasn't enough.
"It's okay Han...I think it's cute" you mumble your voice still heavy with want, the way you keep teasing him only makes him want more, heās whimpering and panting out your name quietly. Still squeezing at himself as he looks down at the pathetic mess on his sweats.
"I feel like I should tell you. I've never...fuck.." He huffs it out in a few more curses before he finishes steadying his breathing. "I'm still a virgin" he says it quietly and you only try to hold in your giggle, letting out this breathy moan instead, you flop back onto your couch and slip your fingers over yourself again.
"I'm not⦠Iām not gonna lie itās been a long time for me Hanā you mumble out as your fingers go back to that slow, torturous and steady, pace youāre trying to be quiet as you shudder and choke on your breath.
āYou donāt mind that Iāmā¦you know?ā You canāt help the giggle this time as you laugh out a breathless ānoā it comes out more like a moan. Hans definitely getting hard again and heās groaning at your words, eyes rolling back as he listens to your breathing.
āI think itās cute, but I donāt want to force you-ā he cuts you off rushed and panicked like he was worried youād change your mind.
āYouāre not! I promise you arenāt. Iām just⦠Iām serious about you. If that something you donāt want-ā itās like youāre both on the same wave length, like he could feel you getting ready to cut him off.
āI am tooā¦this is, is this happening too fast?ā You pant out in a whimper. He swallows again and youāre too fucked out to really notice, your fingers are messy now and the wet smacking is louder, but when he speaks up again you pay attention.
āI donāt knowā¦but I want to find out with youā he mumbles and he says it so seriously that you whine out his name, your fingers getting faster, youāre desperate. He can hear it and heās whining at the way you sound, how wet he thinks you are for him, it comes out like a soft mangled whine in torture when he says your name.
āHan please!ā you gasp as your fingers rub back and forth desperately trying to force your orgasm.
āGod you sound so beautifulā¦Iāve never heard a girl say my name like thatā he whispers and yeahā¦that does it. The way he says it low and sweet like he knows what itāll do to you. He doesnāt. You whimper out this mangled moan of his name and shudder as you pant and try to catch your breath.
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āMeeting you in person is going to be devastatingā you say it in this post orgasm clarity as you stare at your ceiling in shock. Youāve just had phone sex with your new bossā¦. It just feels like a fact youāve learned from the moment. He laughsā¦hard and it makes you smirk.
āI think itās me whoāll be devastated when we meet, Iām the loser virginā he says it like heās ashamed and you canāt help the way you hum for him.
āYou sure Iām the girl you wanna lose it to?ā You whisper it like itās a secret, like youāre still not sure heās into you, teasing him and he shudders. He likes your teasing too much.
āGod yesā he breathes out and you giggle again, more tired now, you sigh and splay across the couch watching the sun rise.
āWellā¦the suns coming upā¦I should showerā¦ā you mumbleā¦not really wanting to hang up on him.
āI mean yeah. Iām sorry for keeping you up all nightā heās speechless and you can feel the way he seems so genuine about his apology.
āIām notā¦we had a nice timeā you mumble with a smirk and stifle a laugh when you hear him clear his throat. āIād stay on the phone with you if I could, but I actually have to go to the studio for another recording sessionā you mumble to him.
āCan I call you later tonight?ā He asks and you canāt help the sly grin plastered on your face at how he sounds so timid asking it.
āYeah, Iāll be home by like five in the afternoon⦠you can call me thenā you mumble shylyā¦Neither of you knows that your torture has only just begun. Long nights of endless conversation, small moments of quiet before the awkward laughs, and nights where his voice makes you fall asleep. He always tries to get out questions when heās sleepy, trying to listen to you longer, before your voice finds him in his sleep.
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Itās late and at the moment youāre scrambling out of the shower. Han is supposed to get to your place in ten minutes. You werenāt expecting the knock on your door and you wince at the thought of facing him in your towel. Talking with him over the phone for the last two weeks only leaves you feeling very vulnerable. Youāve both said so many things to each other, his age was one of your hang ups, not his, he didnāt mind being younger than you. Safe to say you were pressuring yourself to be mature when his presence over the phone was enough for you to forget everything. You can hear the nervousness in his knock alone and you whine to yourself before running over to your door.
āHan! Youāre earlyā¦Iām so sorry Iāve been running late all dayā you scramble to explain as he stands there nodding. You donāt realize that heās practically short circuiting from you wet in your towel. Heās trying to not stare really he is. However heās just a man, youāre explaining yourself away, heās eying your legs and the way thereās still water droplets on your chest from your hair.
āY/n Iām gonna be honest right now I canāt hear youā¦Iām.. you have to get dressedā he mumbles staring and then you blush realizing just now how distracted he really is.
āIāmā¦okayā you mumble as you rush to your room still blushing and regretting your decision to open the door first. I shouldāve fucking changed you think to yourself and thereās this moment of hesitationā¦you mull over the thought of your usual pajamas, there was never a real reason for you to use the silk sets you got. Your only real reason is that you donāt want Han to struggle. Youāre actually starving and as much as the idea of getting right to it excites you. You really want to know if your chemistry is right since you really like Han.
You wear it, the small silk flower set, shorts that should be called underwear, the silk tank top has lace accents and you cover yourself with the matching short silk robe that came with the set. Your mouth waters when you walk out smelling that heās already made himself at home.
āOh my god it smells so goodā you groan walking into the kitchen and you smirk seeing him standing there. His back is to you and he doesnāt fully turn when he answers.
āIām almost done, I figured I should start, you seemed really hungryā he says quickly. āI hope you donāt mind I just kinda invaded your kitchenā he mumbles before turning to face you. He stops mid sentence in explaining his science behind his ramen prep. Heās blushing this time and heās really not hiding the way he stares and youāre honestly having too much fun. Your fingers tug slightly at the hem of your shorts and you stare up at him in mock innocence. Heās a blinking and blushing mess and he swallows hard before turning back to the ramen again.
āFuck Iām not gonna lastā he mutters. āPlease just let me finish so I can feed youā he sounds broken and desperate already and you canāt help the small chuckle you let out.
āI didnāt think it would feel this seamlessā you mumble quietly as you sit on the counter away from him and near the sink.
āWhat do you mean?ā He asks still looking away and focusing on the toppings heās brought. He wouldnāt stop talking about how he had different toppings for different brands. You both agreed he would bring the supplies and your place would just be where he made it.
āYouā¦here in my home. It all feels soā¦naturalā you say in thought and you hardly notice the way he gasps when he turns to see you. Heās pouring out some of the pasta water before adding the noodles to the broth. Heās focused and heās trying not to burn himself, you havenāt even noticed it, maybe youāre not concerned with the way your robe slips off your shoulder. He sees itā¦youāre braless and his mouth waters at the thought of tasting your skin.
āSee something you like pretty boy?ā You say with a sly smile as you lean forward to let him see down your shirt. Thereās a moment he lets himself have what he wants and ā¦he indeed regrets it. As soon as he lets his concentration waiver he damn near ends up dropping the pot with the noodles in it. He catches it luckily but then comes the panic and complete meltdown, he burns his hand on the pot, youāre left wide eyed as you can only watch it unfold.
āHan Iām so sorry, oh my god your hand!ā you shout as he saves the noodles and sets them aside before he has a moment to take care of himself. Your hand finds his wrist as you bring his hand back to the sink and run his burn under some warm water.
āJisungā he says in between his huffs of pain, short grumbles and deep breaths in through his nose, and for a moment youāre a little too confused when you turn to meet his gaze. āMy name, itās Jisung, Han is my last nameā he murmurs as he tries to breathe through the pain, soft and sharp breaths, a slow breath in as heās looking up at you.
āJisung?ā You say it with this cheesy smile and it does something to him, hearing you say his name, he definitely wants to hear you moan it. āI like it, how come everyone calls you Han?ā You ask turning back to pay attention to his hand. Heās watching you and the way your strap falls off your shoulder, youāre kneeling on the counter now, he leans in and he canāt help himself from kissing your shoulder. His lips feel soft and for a moment youāre just a little too grateful for your flimsy pajamas. Heās practically pouncing on you. Youāre not stopping him so he gets closer and feels the way you stiffen before you relax into him as he presses more kisses to your neck.
āJisung that ticklesā you giggle as you squirm without really trying to escape his lips.
āI love the way you say my nameā he murmurs kissing your cheek. Youāre blushing and thereās a moment you consider giving into the needā¦the ache to feel him. Heās got this puppy dog stare and glossy eyes that seem so vulnerable, like heād believe you if you told him you lived on the moon, your body moves before you can even think. Your lips find his, it doesnāt happen desperately, the kiss happens deliberately all at once. His hands find your waist, your body moving on instinct to open for him, as he fits himself between your thighs. He kisses you slow like itās the last time heāll get to do it. Your chest shivers in your breathing at how delicate heās being with you. Heās not in a rush, it feels like he wants to live in the moment forever, thereās this moment of fog when you pull away. Your lips finding his in a soft peck before you deepen it and slip your tongue into his mouth. He moans and pulls you closer, not roughly, carefully leaning into you as he plays with your tongue.
āWe should eatā he mumbles as he pulls away, his lips are kiss bitten, and your stomach growls as if on his cue. He smiles and huffs out a laugh before kissing your cheek and helping you off the counter.
āThank you for taking care of my handā he mumbles. Your eyes widen and you remember the bandage you have in the first aid kit you bought.
āWait let me wrap it up before we eatā you mumble slipping of the counter, rushing out to your bathroom, you hear the end of him saying something about the noodles. By the time you walk back into the kitchen heās plated your food. Heās working on his bowl now and thereās this soft smile on his face and for a moment it feels seamless. Thereās this strange feeling in your stomach when you think of how comfortable it all feels with him. Then you see it, his hand is bright red it looks like itās glowing.
āOh my gosh Jisung, your hand, sit nowā you practically bark and he looks at you with wide eyes and a blush tinged cheek to cheek smile. Heās quick and he doesnāt even notice it he uses his burnt hand to grab at the chair. You roll your eyes and shake your head, without a second thought you were surprisinglyā¦.in his lap now. You sat across it and grabbed at his hand his free hand on the left slid over your thighs too quickly. It made you jump and gasp his name, maybe it sounded too much like a moan, he was staring at you with that same half lidded desperation.
āHey no, you promised weād eatā you struggle to say through a shaky breath as he slips his hands over your curves softly.
āYouāre in my lap, How can you expect me to listen to you?ā He moans as his fingers squeeze at your thighs. Youāre gripping at his burnt hand and the way you squeeze his wrist makes him wince and suck a pained gasp between his teeth.
āSo worth it, fuck, Iām gonna cum with you in my lap if Iām not carefulā heās not even hiding it, heās leaning into your shoulder for support, his arm feeling the way you cling to him to wrap him up. Your hands are occupied with a burn cream you grabbed and an ace bandage. The grip you have on them is tight, your knuckles are white, and the way you tremble breathing only spurs him on to hold you firm in his lap with his hand across your thighs. Heās breathing slow and deep breaths, his eyes drinking you in as he gives you his hand, you swallow hard before you start moving again. You set the bandage on your lap then open the tube of burn cream. Heās wincing as you apply it, his eyes donāt leave your face, you can feel the warm blush heating your face. He leans in abruptly like a small puppy and tucks his face into your neck, taking a deep breath, he hums as he takes in your scent and presses another kiss to your skin.
āJisung, youāre tickling me againā you gasp as you twitch in his hold, your hands slipping the ointment down his wrist. You mumble something for him to wait and he tries to calm himself and let you wrap his hand. Youād covered his whole hand in the ointment, youāre careful in the way you wrap it around his palm, heās still watching you and youāre trying to focus. As soon as you finish heās got you in his hold, pulling you close enough that you press at his chest, his lips find yours again and heās moaning.
āYou like kissing me that much?ā You ask shyly between kisses, your words muffled by his lips, he growls playfully and makes you giggle.
āIāve imagined kissing you so many times, itās better than thatā he mutters pressing kiss after kiss to your lips. āI should let you eatā he whispers pulling away. You nod still dazed from his touch and the way his lips feel.
āI should get off your lapā you mumble blushing as you slip off him, heās panting as he watches you, his eyes linger on you like they have been the whole time. He watches you and keeps his hand in his lap, covering his bulge, this time he's more nervous what you think of his ramen. You moan at the taste and give him this excited smile before going in for more, he's definitely not thinking about the moan, there's this sense of pride that fills him and he puffs his chest out. Your too busy enjoying the ramen to tease him as you both eat in comfortable silence. The sounds of your spoon and chopsticks clanging against the plates as you eat. There's this moment where you want to look at him and before you know it you both stare up at each other hunched over your ramen with noodles in your mouth. You both just smile and blush and you can't stop thinking about pouncing on him, he's my boss I shouldn't, you're not going to be able to stop yourself.
After you both finish you take the responsibility of cleaning up and pester him that his hand is too bad to wash dishes. He stays next to you and watches you and for a moment you really consider just leaving them soaking. Instead you give yourself a break and focus on cleaning while he watches you. You sort of forget the intense feeling under his gaze and before you can even grab your dish towel to dry your hands after you finish. He's already pulled you into his chest, your wet hands forcing a gasp from him, your feeling over his chest and there's this small whimper that leaves you. He feels firm and you're feeling over his shoulders before you can stop yourself. His breathing is slow and he takes it upon himself to feel over the curve of your back.
"are we really doing this?" you ask softly, despite your words you're pulling him into a kiss, your hands slip into his hair.
"you don't have to" He breathes out before pressing a kiss to your lips, his fingers dig into your skin, despite his words he's pulling you into him. It's a messy kiss you're both trying to disappear into each other, stumbling into the walls and giggling, then you push him into the couch and straddle him.
"you're the virgin here Jisung, you sure you want this?" you mumble as your fingers scratch at his scalp, your lips pressing a kiss to his cheek, he groans as he pulls you in by your hips thrusting into you. You can feel the way he presses his strained cock to your center, heās needy and too fucking horny for you right now, he knows for a fact heās not going to last.
"I want this, want you" he moans as he slips his hands under your silk top, you gasp at the way he rubs circles into your waist, his fingers digging into your skin. He stands up and smirks when you let out a surprised gasp, his hands are cupping your backside firmly, your thighs squeeze around him and your fingers tug his hair.
"wait, I'm...nervous" you mumle hiding in his neck. āI know you donāt like āem but, would you please? God youāre too hot this is insaneā youāre rambling and itās all getting too real, maybe you over played your hand, youāre panting and heās just standing with you holding you and rocking in place. He feels the way your breath makes the skin of his neck damp, he can feel your body trembling in his hold, he wants to know what you sound like when heās not holding back. Then thereās this sudden realization about how desperate you sounded, it was practically a whimper, you were basically begging him.
āYou like this donāt you?ā He asks and you can hear his smile, itās insane how much youāre shaking, heās firm all over and youāve never had a guy do this.
ITS NOT FAIR HES A VIRGIN, HES SUPPOSED TO BE THE NERVOUS ONE!
āNever had a guy pick me up like I weigh nothingā you whisper it as you press your mouth to his neck āI know you hate being in the dark, but please, could you just close your eyes or wear a blindfold?ā You practically whimper it out against him the in another ramble. You can hear his heartbeat picking up with his breathing and your shivering again. āYouāre too temptingā you whine pressing your forehead to his shoulder.
āIāll do anything for youā he says it in this rasp that makes it sound like heās saying āforeverā. It makes your heartbeat in your ears the way heās still just standing with you.
āCarry me to bed?ā You whisper kissing his ear and he moans, his hands squeezing and caressing your bottom, heās got you in a firm hold and heās pressed just under you enough for you to know heās there. Heās ready.
He walks carefully and his breath skips when you press more kisses to his neck, desperate to show your appreciation, heās promising it. You pray heās really promising it, promising that forever, youāre too desperate for it. You feel too weak in his arms. Youāre shaking again and heās slow, heās already at your bed, there you are laying punderneath him in your bed. Heās thought about this, dreamt about this, every night for the past two weeks. Not to mention the years heās spent following your career, you were working at it for so long, he followed you on your public accounts. He knew of you, he was a fan, he swears he never thought youād actually be interested thatās why he took three years to pick the voice!
āY/n, you gotta cover my eyes Iām not gonna be able to resist looking at youā he mumbles in a kiss as his hand slips down your side, youāre still dazed watching him, the way he focuses on his touch does more than youāre willing to admit. Youāre soft with him when you roll to have him beneath you, heās biting his lip with his hands comfortably placed on your hips, the blush is warm on your face as you pull the silk robe sash off. Heās watching you with this gaze that makes your stomach flip, your fingers rush to cover his eyes, he chuckles and lifts his head for you. A soft hum leaves him as you wrap the flimsy silk around his eyes, your heart is beating so loud in your ears, itās almost too overwhelming when he nuzzles into you after you finish.
āI brought a condomā he mumbles almost shyly as he kisses at your neck and you giggle again. He moans at the sound as his arms wrap around you to pull your front to his. āGod I love that soundā he whispers in your ear.
āYou donāt have youā¦you could always pull out, or risk itā youāre only half serious, but thereās this part of you that craves that full feeling, the thought of letting him risk it. Youāre not trying to tempt him for his money or company, but god does the idea of having his baby excite you.
āY/n, donāt tease meā he whines out as he ruts into you, forcing another filthy moan from your lips, heās panting and heās really too lost in the way you feel. The sounds youāre making for him, heās never heard something so beautiful, he needs to know what you sound like when he makes you cum.
āIām serious Jisung, I wouldnāt mind risking itā youāre past the point of teasing, heās so close, youāve thought about this moment too much in the last two weeks. Your voice comes out in this desperate hum that has him grinding into you.
āOh my god, please, fuck I want you so much right nowā he moans tugging at your shorts blindly, youāre tugging at his sweats and itās messy and needy, heās hard and it looks painful. Your mouth waters when you notice heās already leaking precum, heās still got his face hiding in your neck, his breath making everything feel hot and sticky. Your shorts are hanging off your ankle and his sweats are only half tugged off enough to just show his hard cock. His hands are blindly squeezing and caressing your thighs in his lap as his hard cock presses to your inner thigh. Twitchingā¦leakingā¦.waiting for you. He mutters out a few more curses and your name when he feels you give him a few strokes.
āWant you inside Jisung, pleaseā you whine and he groans your name, his fingers digging into your soft flesh, and before you know it heās nudging against your folds. His hands are on your hips lifting you blindly while you bite your lip and line him up.
āHan, please, please want it, want youā he tugs you down on to him and you feel his tip push inside, his body shudders into you, a soft gasp leaving him as he kisses at your neck. His body moves with you as he rolls you back under him, your ankles locking together behind his back, your hands caressing his face and bringing him into a breathless kiss.
āFuckā he breathes out shaking as he pushes himself deeper, you let his name out in a soft whine, he groans pitifully when he fits himself inside you.
āY/n Iām gonna fucking cum so fastā he whines while his hands desperately cling to your thighs and pull you closer to him. Your nails dig into his shoulders as you whimper at the feeling of him inside.
āYou feel so good, wanna feel your cum inside Han, pleaseā you pant out in this dazed tone, he can hear how fucked out you sound, heās already on the brink. He tried so hard to prep himself for this and suddenly with you wrapped around him itās like he didnāt even know what to prep for.
āI didnāt want to fucking cum this fast, shit, you feel too goodā he mumbles into your skin and his hips are just grinding into you, pushing himself deeper without really pulling out. Your fingers find his hair again and you tug him into a kiss and heās left shuddering into your mouth. Then you feel him moving and a low moan leaves you, his hips are slow at first, heās shivering and heās trying so hard to last.
āYouāre gonna kill me, donāt squeeze me like thatā he whimpers out as he struggles to keep his pace. Your fingers tug at the covering on his eyes and then you see it. The way heās blushing and sweating so much, his eyes are wide and heās rushing to get a look at where you connect, it didnāt even take more than a second. Youāre shivering into him and arching with a soft moan of his name when you feel his warmth spreading inside you. Heās panting and whimpering as he continues to hide his face in your chest.
āFuck, I donāt want to stopā he whispers, you gasp when you feel his thrusts continue, his pace slower now that heās spent. He still feels so hard and now itās you whoās blushing and panting under him. His forehead presses to yours before he kisses you deeply, his clammy hands clinging to your skin as he lets one slip under your shirt.
āDo you want me to stop?ā He says it and despite his words heās not slowing, his eyes are locked on yours, both of you too lost in each other to really consider the consequences.
āDonāt stop Jisung, pleaseā you pant out as you pull him into a kiss, itās like a switch flips in him, he canāt stop his hands from clinging to you. Claiming you like youāre his and you let him, he knows youāre the one who decides, heās only taking what you let him.
Yeahā¦
He thinks to himself
I want to put a baby in her.
Felix:
You're taking classes at the community college in your home town and a new bakery has opened up. There was just this one guy always working on the small space. You always saw him when you drove by, it made you curious, he only got help towards the end. It wasn't like you knew his name but you did always make a point to review his progress. He's good looking you admit it, you promise there's only an observational aspect to it, he was just interesting to look at. You never really mention it to anyone, but you always get an earful from Imma, she saw him once when she came over to get ready for a dance night. She organized it, you didn't have the heart to say no, she's a good friend. You wondered if he'd be at the place she picked. He wasn't.
When it opened you had been driving past it for work that morning. It was a detour you only allowed yourself once a week, usually Wednesdays cause you were more likely to wake up early, maybe you did your make up. That day he turned around from setting up his sign, you were stopped at the light, he had made eye contact with you and waved. You panicked and as the light turned green you heard a car honk their horn behind you and let's just say you looked away and drove off. It was embarrassing what must you have looked like? Did you have your mouth open ?
Why the fuck did he wave??? Don't tell me he saw me fucking staring all this fucking time??!!
Jesus fucking Christ he saw me fucking staring all this fucking time??!!
Nah...no fucking way...
You can hardly remember what happened after that because you were ātoo busy staring at the roadā
Now this was great You were dreading the drive to school in two days. Driving down his street is the quickest route to the building your class is in. It was one of your favorite classes your psych 100 class. You werenāt even sure youād take the route down the street his bake shop is on. It was no doubt the best route not just because it was the fastest the bonus was that you got to see him. There is no real logical reason you have to explain why you are to enamored with his while being. He did it all by himself. Got his hands dirty and finished building his bakery.
ā¦who was he?!
Imma had asked about him after a while. You mentioned it to her and you knew she'd want to go over instantly. But she surprised you with a "we should go this weekend"
it wasn't like you couldn't say "no". You could... you really could say "no" but you really fucking didn't want to.
There's really no reason to mention the embarrassment that happened when Imma comes by your place to go to "that hot baker boys shop"
She was the one that came by to walk over to the bake shop that was literally two blocks from your apartment. The interaction at the register was short lived, as you expected Imma was the center and you didn't mind, at least he didn't say anything about the awkward waving incident. Maybe he forgotā¦
or maybe Iām just fucked in my head about it and he really didnāt think twice about me.
You both had taken a seat to eat the pastries, before you went to the bathroom, you had seen him come out from behind the counter and maybe you still wanted to avoid him. You might have spent a little too long in there, freaking out internally, and by the time you came out Imma was done eating her pastry. To your surprise you had a small paper bag at your seat. You didn't even need to mention it after pointing at it since Imma bursted out and shouted. "That's right! You missed him he said you won a free pastry for being his 50th customer" you weren't used to attention this way. Imma was just naturally loud so you couldn't hold it against her when a few of the customers clapped. You smiled and waved and said the obligatory "thanks" and when you turned to him he was helping a customer. You only yelled out a "thank you" before grabbing the bag and snatching Imma's hand.
Safe to say itās been a while since you were there last. Imma had gone there to pick up her breakfast sandwich every day for the last week. The taste of that chocolate croissant you won hasnāt left your mind since you ate it. One new thing Imma found out was you werenāt into sharing food. Not when it was meant for just you. You could offer it. You didnāt like to. Safe to say the moan you let out at the taste was just for you.
Does he bake them or does he buy them? Obviously he fucken bakes them. Itās a fucking bake shop.
Why is it so good????
Iām never gonna taste it again.
Heās the only guy who's always there⦠Imma had confirmed it. You had come clean to her after the third time of rejecting her invitation. Obviously she laughed at the whole ordeal and she still wanted to drag you along with her. Sheād told you about how she tried her hardest to steal him away before even finding out. After her week long pining she told you about how he rejected her date but asked her about her friend. He had asked Imm about her friend that had her hair done up real pretty and had won the free item for being the 50th customer. Her words. He had guessed the first letter of your name since his place takes names for orders. He told her his name is Felix and he just opened up his shop and he wanted to ask a ālocalā for more insight on his marketing. It sounded like bull shit and it made you feel anxious for his call. She didnāt even ask, all she had texted was.
Imma: you cock blocked me, the pretty baker boy at that shop? He wanted your number. You better text him back! He totally rejected me.
You had ignored the first few unknown number calls, it made you nervous, thereās a skip in your chest when you see the same number call twice. To be fair you only really didnāt pick up the first time. The second call had happened during an exam and your phone was off. There was just too much to do during the day, on top of you being four years deep into a six year college course, how could there be time for dating and falling in love? Youāre walking through the schoolās bookstore and just when you make it out the doors you hear the sound of kissing and giggling and it makes your stomach churn.
This isnāt fair.
PDA wasnāt even your thing. The only thing you really think about doing in public is holding hands and hugging and itās stupid to be thinking about this now. Thereās the familiar ping of your message notification sound. You stop in the middle of the walking path when you see the same number you missed the call from.
*9*-*8*-*51*: Hi, look Iām sorry if I made myself out to be a creep, maybe your friend should have asked you before she gave me your number. So Iāll ask you, can I keep your number or do you not want me to have it?
You stare at it, for a while, and you can feel this ache in your heart. He was so sweet and you were the creep staring at him, it felt like he was really trying, and you were just running away. You give yourself a moment before huffing out a laugh and thinking up a reply. He texted you to ask to keep your number and that made you fucken happy. Your cheeks burn when you type out the words.
Y/n: why do you want it?
*9*-*8*-*51*: Honestly? because I want to get to know you. I used to see you drive by all the time. I thought you wouldāve liked coming by my shop.
You start walking and shake your head at the idea of entertaining him. Then your phone rings and you feel this overwhelming tightness in your chest.
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āHello?ā Thereās this uncertainty in your voice and you can hear him let out this exaggerated breath.
āI really thought youād let it go to voicemail againā his voice shocks you.
Was it that deep last time?
āI didnāt-ā youāre trying to make sense of it and somehow you lose your words. Youāre breathing and trying to think up what to say as you rush to your car. You can feel other eyes on you as you continue walking the path to your car.
āIām just embarrassed you remember meā it leaves you before you can try to think up a different explanation. His small chuckle makes you sigh at how comforting it sounds. Even when heās laughing it sounds like a compliment.
How?!!
āIām not⦠why donāt you come to the bakery today? Iāll give you another croissant, on me, for embarrassing you. I owe you oneā he sounds so smooth when he says it and it makes you bite your lip. The thought of running late to your shift gives you just a little too much anxiety. Youāre already running late and talking to him now is not helping your time.
āI canātā¦not today anyway, Iāve got a night shift, Iāll be free on Friday after my psych classā it comes out in this small ramble that has you struggling to open your car door.
āIs that a yes?ā He sounds breathless and it feels like your heart is being squeezed.
āI really liked that croissant you gave me. I havenāt stopped thinking about itā youāre sighing it out like a confession and it makes your cheeks heat up when you hear his low reply.
āIt was that good?ā It doesnāt sound like heās asking about the pastry and you swallow before speaking up again.
āIām gonna start driving. I need to go. Iāll see you Fridayā you say in this high pitched ramble that somehow ends in a squeak.
āItās a dateā his words come out sly and it makes you terrified he heard your small gasp before you hung up.
You really did mean to stop by on Friday, but you were on call that night, you ended up sending a scrambled text of.
Y/n: Iām really sorry. I got called in to cover a shift. Theyāre short staffed tonight. Can we reschedule?
Thankfully he responded with a āsure thing, you pick the dayā it makes you regret not using some sick days from work. You didnāt expect for things to pick up at the ER and the hours were bad enough without you forgetting that you offered to cover some shifts. Itās late in the night when you get home, and you always hope for it because itās become a habit of his, usually around 4am when you get home he calls.
Almost on cue right as you get out of the shower, your phone is ringing on your bed, he called early. Usually you have a chance to get dressed.
āHey Felix, youāre earlyā you contemplate holding the phone while you dress but itās better to just put your earphone in and finish drying off.
āYeah I know. I got a lot of prep work done and I was hoping you were done with your showerā you blush at his words. It wasnāt like you told him all the details but he had asked about your routine.
āAnd how did you know I was showering?ā Youāre trying to not sound like youāre moving too much.
āLucky guess?ā You hum in response and raise an eyebrow.
āAlright. I pay attention to you when you talk about what youāre doing.ā You huff out a laugh.
āSo you wanted to call me when I was naked and wet?ā It makes your breath hitch at the way the words leave your lips. You can hear him coughing and clearing his throat before he speaks up. Youāre still wide eyed and trying to understand where the hell you pulled that line out of.
āAm I that obvious?ā You stare blankly at the floor, still in your towel, he just admitted it without any hesitation. Felix is nervous but heās really not gonna let the opportunity pass him up. If youāre flirting with him like that heās gonna give it back because heās been thinking about you since he saw you staring at him when you drove by his shop.
āIām-I donāt know what to say.ā You feel awkward now and youāre not getting better.
āI didnāt mean to make you uncomfortable. Do you want me to go?ā Heās saying it in this defeated tone and youāre listening to him as this chill runs through your body.
āNoā It surprises you how fast it leaves you, you canāt help but feel like you should explain yourself.
āI just- Iāve been really looking forward to your calls when I get homeā it leaves you sheepishly and youāre mumbling it out while you twiddle the fabric of your towel. He sighs with this smile that you feel like you can see, he looks forward to calling you too, you canāt help the exposed feeling you get. Heās not there but heās been so sweet and youāve fallen asleep on the phone with him practically every night for the past two weeks.
āIām also just in my towel so thereās thatā you smirk to yourself when you hear him choking on a drink.
āWhat?ā It makes you giggle at how his voice cracks when he says it.
āWhat are you prepping for?ā You change the subject as you sit on your bed and pull your panties on. Heās clearing his throat before he tells you about the pastries he prepped for. Heās done it more than once and he knows itās what puts you to sleep some nights. Not on purpose but he likes that he can do that, get you to sleep just by talking to you, especially since you told him about the insomnia you get.
āAnd, done. Iām dressed in my jammies nowā you say it in this squeaky voice, you donāt know where it came from, it was just an attempt to be playful.
āYeah? Did You get dressed while I was talking?ā You canāt help the smile on your face at how breathless he sounds.
āI didā you can hear him mutter something to himself and it makes you giggle.
āDid you think about what I look like?ā You try to sound playful but youāre really hoping he did.
āIt would be hard not toā it leaves him in this strained voice like heās gritting his teeth.
āLix..ā You only really call him that when youāre sleepy, he always says how much he loves it though, so you canāt help it when you want to keep calling him that.
āBefore you started talking to me there was another way that I would try to get myself to sleepā you bite your lip when you hear him hum for you to continue.
āItās kinda embarrassing to admitā you say shyly as you contemplate actually going there.
āIt feels like youāre always embarrassed with meā he says it in this playful tone that feels so familiar, even the laugh he huffs out, he makes everything feel like heās been there this whole time.
āI canāt help it, you make me feel like I can talk about embarrassing things, I like it but itās still embarrassingā You mumble squirming like he can actually see you. He laughs at your words and it doesnāt feel judgmental, it makes you feel warm as you hide under your covers, heās quiet and you can feel him waiting for you to say it. You donāt feel pressure, well you do but itās between your thighs, it never really occurred to you how pent up you could get. Usually you have time to yourself to make it happen but Felix has been taking up that time and then some. Maybe thatās why you want to mention it.
āI would touch myself, make myself cum a few times to get tired enough to pass outā you canāt help how it sounds leaving your lips with that soft breath. The kind thatās begging to be heard, Felix gets quiet on his end, it makes you nervous. Felix is trying hard not to sound like a perv, he wants to ask and thereās no way you mentioned it if you didnāt want him to ask.
āI could leave you to it if you wanted to touch yourself nowā he says it like heās trying to be neutral about everything. His words make you pout tiredly as the next words leave your mouth.
āI thought youād wanna stay on the phoneā youāre practically whining it out, he clears his throat in response and you get shy.
āI get i-ā youāre already feeling like youāve gone too far when you start up again, trying to tell him youād understand if he didnāt want to, heās quick to cut you off.
āNo, no, please, I want to. Iām just⦠trying to be good here and youāre making it hardā he sounds whiny and it makes you giggle in response before you settle into bed.
āI donāt usually have someone else listening to this. Iām always alone when I touch myselfā the last sentence leaves you in a soft moan as you feel over your hip. You can hear his heavy sigh. Felix thinks for a moment, definitely not taking my nap today, he isnāt going to forget this and he canāt believe how pretty you sound already. Your fingers tease at the waistband of your bottoms and you sigh to yourself when you touch your warm wet opening. You can hear him panting and the small moan that leaves you has him huffing out a breath.
āFelixā his name leaves your lips in a gasp as you circle your clit. Your fingers feel slick and you canāt help your messy movements as you spread your warmth. He sighs before he speaks up.
āDo you need me?ā He asks it in that same low voice and it has you whimpering out. The desperate āyeahā making him breathe heavier as you tease yourself with your fingers slipping inside.
āIāve neverā¦Iām a virgin, would you?ā It leaves you in a moan as you start circling your clit again. Itās embarrassing enough to date and itās not like you didnāt try to get fucked in high school. The longer you waited the weirder it seemed. The only other time was with some guy in college who just ate you out and said he wasnāt good enough to be your first. Youāre gasping and moaning as you writhe in your touch, struggling to keep your thighs open.
āYou want me to?ā He sounds different, like heās enjoying the thought of being your first, you donāt know it yet but heās never been someoneās first. Youāre a little hopeful when you hear him, the usual response is empty promises or a rejection, your fingers slip inside again and you add another. It forces this filthy gasp from you and you curl your fingers inside and groan at the full feeling. It never feels full enough and youāve been fantasizing for so long you know itās not going to be perfect. It doesnāt stop you from just wanting it to happen. Usually guys want nothing to do with it.
āI want it inside so badā your voice comes out in this broken whimper you know youāve got to sound pathetic with how youāre practically begging him. You canāt help it, heās so sweet over the phone, and the fact that heās called you every night since your missed date only spurs you on. You canāt help the way your knees close as you press your fingers into your clit.
āIāve never been someoneās first, you sure you want me?ā Heās slow when he says it and you think heās lowering his voice to make you more flustered. He is, Felix really wishes he was there, he can hear what his voice is doing to you. He wants to know what his touch will do. Heās glad to know that you wonāt mind him taking his time. Heās hoping you donāt since itās your first time.
āLix, please, please want you to take it. Wanna give it to you. Pleaseā youāre desperate and your voice sounds like a half whimper and moan. Your fingers slip inside again and you whine out for him. Felix finds himself falling to sit down in the back office of his shop, heās palming at the bulge growing, he canāt believe the pretty girl that watched him when she would drive by was begging for him to touch her.
āYouāre gonna drive me crazy, begging me over the phone like that, how do I say no when you sound so pretty begging?ā Heās still talking in that heavy voice that has you panting and moaning as you feel yourself get closer. Heās trying to sound composed but he knows heād really fucking lose it if he had you in front of him. He groans when he squeezes at himself and hears your desperate whine again.
āYou will?ā Youāre dizzy in the head when you whine it out and youāre trying your best to last longer than the five minutes it usually takes you. Heās just so hot over the phone and your fingers wonāt stop moving. You canāt help the whines your panting out, the thought of him inside you has you wishing he was there.
āYeah, if you want me to, I willā he moans it out like heās made up his mind, you werenāt expecting it, the orgasm that comes over you when he agrees to have sex with you. You cum with a whimper of his name on your lips as you pulse and twitch into your own hand from the aftershocks. You feel a little embarrassed that you finished so quickly while your shuddering and struggling to even out your breathing
āI donāt know what to do nowā you mumble shyly and breathlessly while you wait for him to respond. He chuckles and it has you blushing.
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āDid you taste yourself?ā The way he asks it like heās waiting for it and heād be offended if you didnāt.
āNoā¦do you want me to?ā You say it in this soft shy voice, fingers are still cupping your warmth and right now Felix really wish he was there youāre a little out of it still. You have the thought to want to go for another one. His voice is so nice and he said something so dirty.
āI donāt want to make you, but I will admit I might cum in my pants if you doā his words make you laugh loud and it surprises you.
āIāve only done it once beforeā you say before you carefully slip your fingers out of your shorts. Your fingers touch your tongue first and to your surprise it doesnāt taste bad. You couldnāt really describe it though. You slip them out of your mouth with this pretty smacking sound and you can hear Felix stutter out a curse.
āYouāre gonna be the death of me. How am I supposed to be good when all Iām going to be thinking of is this?ā He sounds frustrated, groaning the words out, and it only makes you smile. You canāt help the excitement of finally going out with him.
āYou just have to be good for me, then you can have me afterā it leaves you in this breathy sigh as you press your thighs together thinking of him between them.
āFuck, māgonna be so good to you. I Promiseā he says it in this low moan and heās squeezing again. He lets out a heavy breath and you can hear him trying to steady his own breathing. āWhat if we changed the time?ā He whispers it out and it makes you raise your eyebrow.
āFor our date?ā You ask.
āYeah, weāll have it after I close the shop on Wednesdayā he says it in this hopeful way and you canāt help but feel like heās planning something else.
āOk, what time and where are we changing it to?ā Thereās an uncertainty to your words and you wonder if heās taking his promise seriously.
āNine, you can meet me here at my shop. Weāll have the date here, itāll be a private tour, and Iāll bake for youā you canāt help the way you chew at your lip, he sounds so desperate and itās only making you want him more.
āAre you trying to get me all alone?ā You try to say it with offense but it leaves your lips in more of a teasing tone.
āYeah. I want you all to myselfā he says it low and it has you shivering again at the thought of him between your thighs.
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When you walk up to his bake shop door you smile at the note, āIām in the back text me when youāre here -Lixā, you shake your head and reach for your phone. Youāre typing out a message when you hear the bell ring on his shop door and you look up to see his wide smile.
āYouāre hereā he says it breathlessly like he still canāt believe youāre there, he really canāt, you can see how excited he is and just like that you know the cheesey smile on your face gives you away.
āIn the fleshā you smile back at him. He makes a point to open the door wider and gesture for you to enter. You take in the shop now that itās closed, it still feels the same even with all the lights off, you can hear the lock click in place and it makes your heart skip a beat. You liked the idea of being alone with him behind closed doors, but now that youāre here thereās something that has you feeling nervous. He follows close behind you, watching you explore the empty shelves behind the display glass. You stood behind the counter in the middle of the shop getting a clear view of the tables and dining bars in front of the windows. You take in the whole vibe of the shop in its empty state, it makes you smile, while he stands there behind the counter quietly observing you.
āIt feels like a bake shop from my childhoodā your voice feels loud in the silence of the room. Suddenly youāre very aware of all the conversations youāve had with him, the way you asked him for what you wanted, and now it feels like a predator stalking his prey. The memory of him asking your age only to find out you were two and a half years older than him. He had said he didnāt mind it but you mindedā¦especially now when it feels like heās the superior one.
āYeah??..I was hoping for it to feel like thatā Felixās voice has this high pitched tone and he really is so happy in this moment, he has you here, yes he has to admit he canāt wait to see you laid out on his desk. Heās not even sure he can get you there. Heās just happy youāre in front of him, thatās all he could ask for, he just wants to be with you and learn more about you. He likes the way youāre quiet and the way you look at things, the way you always stared at him, he was watching and maybe some days he wore tank tops just incase you might pass by. He wants to know more about you, the thoughts in your head, are you thinking the same filthy thought he is? He almost doesnāt see you look over at him and he gets pink in the cheeks when he does. He asks you to come with him as he makes his way behind the counter. He opens the countertop door and pushes past the double kitchen doors. Heās holding the doors for you and it feels like you canāt avoid brushing past his body. He stares at you in that way that makes it feel like he can see more than youāre showing right now. You see a table with a few plates of pastries. The chocolate croissants stand out and you can feel your mouth water.
āAre those mine?ā Youāre a little too excited at the memory of how good it tasted.
āYeah, baked āem freshā heās still behind you and watches the way you quickly dart for the sink, your hips pressed to the counter as you scrub you hands together, he wants to be good and let you wash your hands. He should be but he canāt help himself when youāre right here in front of him. You asked him so sweetly to take you for himself. He is making it his mission to keep his promise. He presses his front to your back and his hands cage your hips under him. Youāre stiff and it makes him pull away to lean against the wall and he watches you wash your hands instead. Youāre pink in the cheeks and heās got bright red ears, you wanted him close but there was still that worry. Especially when you remember your age difference.
āThank you...for the croissantsā you mumble turning around shyly looking away from him. He canāt take it in the moment, your shy gaze, the way it looks like youāre scared to ask him if heās trying to get under your skirt. Yeah he fucking noticed your skirt he just doesnāt know if youāve got tights on or the sexy fucking thigh high socks heās praying he sees.
āTell me that phone call wasnāt a dreamā he mumbles low, like everything in him is fighting to behave, heās got you pressed against the counter again but now heās in front of you. His thigh pushes between yours and your skirt rides up enough for him to see it.
Fuck she really is wearing thigh high socks
Youāre not even able to muster up a real response, thereās just this helpless whimper you let out, your hands pressing to his chest to feel how firm it is. You look up at him and somehow he makes you feel so small with the way he looks at your thighs. You know he can see them and maybe you put them on so he could.
āAre those for me?ā He says it in a way that makes you shiver while you look down to see his hand reach for you but he stops himself. Instead his hand presses to the counter to trap you again. You donāt mean to look back up at him but heās so quiet, when you do you just swallow thickly, heās got this look in his eyes and you feel your breathing get heavier. His gaze only making you feel lightheaded as your vision blurs and you blink away the fog of bliss.
āTell me you know what youāre doing to meā the words leave his lips in this broken rasp, like heās trying to hold it together, he really is trying to be good. Heās desperate, already completely fucking hard like heās a virgin again. You still canāt say anything but his lips look so fucking pretty. You canāt stop staring at his lips screaming at yourself to just.
Fucking kiss him already.
You doā¦your fingers claw at his tshirt and you pull yourself up to kiss him. Both of you moaning into the kiss and you donāt even remember when he gripped your hips to lift you up on the steel top counter. Heās got you in his hands now and fuck do they feel so nice, heās squeezing and sliding his hands against your skin, it feels like heās trying to swallow you whole.
āLixā you gasp out as his hands splay over your thighs, lifting your skirt more, he groans pressing his forehead to your shoulder. He feels it before he sees it, his breathing getting heavier, your hands reach up to hold his shoulders. His thumb is tracing slow on your skin slipping under the straps of the garter belt you wore just for him.
āYouāre gonna have to stop me if you donāt want thisā he whispers it like it hurts him, his nails biting at your thighs, his breathing more ragged. Heās still itching to pull the snap off like you told him about over the phone.
āI want you toā it leaves you in this broken whisper and itās almost like he growls as he grabs your backside. He pulls you off the steel top and carries you with your thighs wrapped around him. You gasp as you feel his hard cock pressing into you, he feels warm and heavy, itās like you can already feel him inside. Felix is trying his hardest to not rip everything off of you, heās already feeling shitty for wanting to take your virginity on his desk. Your moans and the sound of your kisses are all that can be heard in the back kitchen. Heās already got you in his office, on his desk, the desk that he was sitting at when he heard you cum over the phone. Heās already leaning over you as he stands between your thighs. Your hands are in his hair and heās busy gripping at your thighs and pushing himself into you to hear your soft gasps and moans.
āAre you sure?ā He says it breathlessly as he pulls away from you and takes in how disheveled you look. It does something to him seeing you look so fucked out and all heās done is feel you up and dry hump you. He is willing himself to not stare at the straps of your garter belt.
I canāt believe sheās fucking wearing it.
āIām sureā you whisper it caressing his jaw bringing him into another kiss. He moans into it and his hand slips down your outer thigh and when he gets to your knee he slows his movements. His lips pulling away from you to watch your reaction as he slides his fingers along your inner thigh. Your hands are in his hair again your eyes switch from squeezing shut to lazily look up and him half lidded.
āYouāre so beautiful y/nā he whispers leaning in to brush his lips against yours, the small whimper you let out makes him want to let himself get carried away. Felix knows he canāt, he knows youāre trusting him, youāre already so out of it. The words get stuck in your throat and you just want to lose yourself in him as you press another kiss to his mouth.
āPromise youāll tell me if Iām hurting you?ā He says it against your lips and you nod, gasping when his fingers feel over the wet spot in your panties.
āYouāre already so wetā he almost moans it as he rubs slow circles into you listening to the way you pant and moan his name. Heās slow and his breathing is just as fucked out as yours. He wants to do right by you so desperately ācause holy shit you fucking wore themā is all he can think. He remembers telling her about this old movie he saw and he didnāt know what the name of a the garment was called, he totally fucking knew, he did thoughā¦he just didnāt want to say it. Of course she fucking knew what he was talking about she had seen the movie after looking it up on her laptop while in the fucking call.
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āYeah, I liked that the most, it justā¦.I donāt know seemed so captivating about the wardrobe.ā He was sitting back in his office chair more awake than usual and heās definitely not going to say sheās the reason. āGarter belts are a little uncomfortableā she says it like she fucking knowsā¦she does. āOhā he says it and he knows how fucking stupid he sounds⦠at least he thinks. āWhat captivated you about them?ā She asks and he doesnāt see it but he can fucking hear the soft sound of her thighs rubbing together in her bed. āIā¦just really wanted to know how to take them offā he knows it sounds crude but no matter how many times heās said this shit because of her little comments giving him an opening. āIf youāre gonna take em off Iād prefer it be right after I put them on.ā Sheās scrolling through the pictures and they literally fucking had phone sex last night. āNo fucking way you own a garter belt!ā It comes out of him faster and louder than he meant. Thereās a person in the fuckin shop. Even though itās 5am and heās just opened. He clears his throat while she laughs loud and unfiltered, safe in her home, he lets out this heavy sigh in response. āIām not wearing it for our dateā she grumbles out and he can hear her getting settled in bed. She usually doesnāt stay up past five thirty⦠ānah, I could see you in them another timeā he says it like heās not gonna think about it all dayā¦he seriously is. āOh yeah?ā Sheās teasing him he knows it. āYeah, third dateā¦fourth date. I can wait, I got all the time in the worldā he had to stop himself from suggesting when they live together ..maybe that would be too much. āMaybe Iāll let you pickā she says it in her sleepy voice and he knows heās about to put her to sleep. āHey donāt forget to wake up for your classā he mumbles softlyā¦god heās already falling in love and he hasnāt even seen your face since you full on were avoiding him.
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āWait Felixā you mumble shyly as he lays you out and starts kissing down your neck. He stops and looks up at you. His hands leaving your thighs to press flat to his desk. His throat is dry when he tryās to ask you whatās wrong.
āWill youā¦I want itā¦I really do but Iām just. Can you cover your eyes?ā Youāre stuttering and for the first time you can actually talk while heās between your thighs. Heās still panting and he canāt help the chuckle that leaves him as he presses another kiss to your lips.
āYeah baby, I can cover my eyes for youā he mumbles pressing a few more kisses that make you giggle. He groans before pushing himself off you to open his desk drawer where he keeps some ties just in case. He doesnāt always dress up but he likes to look professional when it comes to vendors and on days when he wants to go without his apron. He settles back between your open thighs and god he needs a moment because you were there just waiting for him.
āThis okay?ā He asks holding the tie up to you. You blush nodding and he bites his bottom lip holding it for you to take.
āYou gonna put it on me?ā Heās smirking and instead of pissing you off it just turns you on more when you take it from him and he lets you tie it around his eyes. Before you even finish his hands are back on you, tugging at the straps of the garter belt you have on, he snaps the fabric against your thigh and practically moans when you gasp.
āIām trying to go slow for youā he says it softly when he feels your hands cupping his face and you respond with a kiss.
āI knowā you whisper staring at him with his blindfold on. He lets out this shaky breath when his fingers slip into your panties, the gasp you let out and the way your nails bite at his skin, he really needs to calm himself down. He hasnāt even put his fingers inside you and already heās coated with your arousal. He blindly searches for you and settles for kissing your neck while he slips a finger into you. He moans with you and goes slow, he listens to every gasp, he can feel how good it is for you just from the way you sound. Heās got a steady pace and your hips are shaky as you rock into his hand. Heās still blindly kissing your neck feeling the way you ache for him inside. He pulls his fingers from you and groans when he hears your needy whimper, heās gonna fucking lose it if he doesnāt slow down, his wet fingers are gripping at your thigh and heās panting.
āY/n, Iām trying to be goodā¦I need to know are you going to want me to use a condom?ā He says it slow and his voice is deep, thick with want, like heās trying to not let you hear how desperate he is. He shudders when he hears your small ānoā and when you tell him youāre not on birth control he practically wants to drop to his knees for you.
āI can pull outā he says it in a breath and you whine out a ānoā he pulls you in to feel him again.
āAre you sure?ā Heās shaking and he can feel the dryness in his throat and the burning in his chest. Heās not trying to get you pregnant but fuck if he doesnāt think the risk is tempting enough to forget about the consequences. He canāt help himself from wanting to know more about you and yet heās dying to feel you since this is the first thing youāve asked him for.
āI wanna know what it feels like, please Lixā now youāre asking him in that sweet fucking voice that he knows he shouldnāt be listening to. He doesā¦
āYouāre going to make me cum in my pants begging like thatā he mumbles pressing a kiss to your cheek and he bites down on your shoulder when he hears your giggle. That small gasp of pain you let out makes him groan against your skin.
āIām going to be fair with you. I want to try something Iāve never asked a girl to doā he whispers it against your skin after licking over the bite. Youāre still a little nervous and heās taken the time to make you more comfortable he even agreed to the blindfold.
āWhat do you mean?ā You say it breathless, your fingers clench at the fabric on his shoulders when you hear and feel him undo his belt. Your mind is in this foggy haze of need and want and for a moment you donāt feel like shying away from him since he canāt see you. Your eyes trail over his body, palms pressed flat to the back of his shoulders, you gasp when you see his hard cock spring out of the waistband. Heās smirking and it makes you blush and you groan pressing your forehead to his shoulder in embarrassment.
āYou know I donāt really like blindfoldsā he mumbles quietly like his dick isnāt out for you to look at. You really do try to not look at it but why the fuck does it look so pretty!? Is all that you have screaming in your head. You swallow before asking him why he doesnāt like blindfolds. He huffs out a laugh and he pulls you in closer his nose nuzzling into your neck while he takes a heavy breath.
āThere was this girlā¦in my high school and she asked me out. I really uhā¦thought she liked me. Turns out she was just tricking me so her boyfriend could blindfold me and tie me to a chair in my boxers. They left me on the school football field for a whole night.ā He sounds defeated when he says it and your heart aches, your hands never leave his body, you pull him into another kiss.
āIām sorry Felix, I shouldnāt have-ā he kisses you again, deeper this time, it makes you moan and thereās this small gasp that leaves you as you pull away. His warm member brushing against your thighs.
āItās okay, Iāll wear it for youā he whispers against your lips. āYou still okay with me not using protection?ā Youāre nodding before you realize you need to say it out loud.
āYeahā you whisper kissing at his cheek and he takes a deep breath as he gets closer. Both of you gasping when he brushes against your inner thighs, heās still blindly feeling over your thighs, his fingers slipping under the strap of your garter belt. His thumb slips just an inch under the waistband of your panties his breathing shallow and his nose pressing into your neck.
āI canāt believe you wore themā he whispers it in this desperate voice, like the thought alone makes him come undone, heās kissing your neck again. He does it in one smooth motion, tugging your panties aside so slowly, like heās testing to see how youāll respond. His warm tip grazing over your wet and aching center, his shaft pressing to your folds, he groans when he tugs your panties over his cock just enough to keep him snug. Your mind is still reeling from the way he feels, youāre trying to stay still for him, āhe canāt seeā. You have to keep reminding yourself heās blindfolded.
āYou always get this wet y/n?ā he says it in this soft whine against your neck, thatās begging to hear itās only because heās the one touching you, his warm breath making you shiver into him.
āIām not sureā¦I donāt really pay attention to thatā you say it in this squeaky voice, laced with this needy moan, that makes Felix want it to be because heās touching youā¦because heās the one you want to take your virginity. Heās slow when he starts thrusting, a soft moan leaving you as your hips grind into him, he can feel your walls clenching against his shaft. Begging to be filledā¦Heās struggling to keep his pace slow as he pants out heavy hot breaths against your shoulder. He tugs your cardigan down and moans when he notices he can kiss at your skin since you had put on a tank top. He almost doesnāt hear itā¦almost his blood is screaming in his ears from how you feel against him. You let out this small moan of his name and he presses his face into your neck.
āSay it again, pleaseā he whimpers out and then you hear it, the filthy squelching from the way he just rubs his cock on you. You think about just saying his name the way he wants but you canāt help adding āI want you insideā in a small whisper as you lick the shell of his ear. He groans and his thrust get sloppier as he tries to make you cum before he fits himself inside you. āFuck Iāve never done this before, you feel so fucking goodā heās breathless and panting when he says it. His messy thrusts have you clinging to him and whimpering. Then it happens, he really didnāt mean to ā¦not yet anyway. You both moan out for each other when his tip pushes inside. Youāre slick being enough for him to just slip right in. He almost pulls out but then he hears you.
āStay, please..oh my godā he feels you clenching and squeezing at his tip and he stops to listen to you. It takes everything in him to stay still. He grunts and braces himself with his hands pressed into his desk either side of you, your thighs trapping him and pulling him closer, you whine in pain the ache of him stretching you so deliciously. Your fingers tug at the fabric covering his eyes and you pull him into a kiss, his hands find your hips, his body involuntarily pressing deeper. He swallows the small whimper you let out and he moans into your mouth.
āYou okay?ā He asks pulling away, his eyes drinking in the way you look, pressing a kiss to your cheek when he notices the tears. You nod quickly as you tighten your thighs again and gasp, your hips twitch into his again, as your head falls back in pleasure. Heās in awe and desperately trying to not focus on how tight you feel when you pull him in deeper, like you were waiting just for him to fill you up. Heās kissing your neck and lazily leaning over you with his hands on your hips.
āY/n, baby, I need your words⦠I donāt want to assume you feel good and be selfish about my pleasureā he murmurs as he keeps kissing and licking at your skin.
āIām okay Lix, really, I think you can move nowā you mumble and he smirks as you lift your head. His forehead pressing to yours and he watches the way you gasp and arch as he pushes the rest of the way inside. The shaky way you gasp, and shudder when he fits himself all the way inside you, has him under this spell and he wants more of you.
āStill okay?ā He asks softly, his thumbs lazily rubbing at your hip, his mouth is still on your body. He presses kisses anywhere his lips can reach, your cheek, nose, neck, your forehead. He can see you now and he can really take you in. It feels warm under his gaze and you have this dazed over look in your eye, he wants to see you fall apart under him. Your fingers slip into his hair and scratch at his scalp when you tug him into a kiss. He moans and his hips grind into you both of you moaning into the kiss.
āIām okayā you whisper quietly and kiss him again. He melts into you and loses himself in the way he slowly rocks into you, your moans and gasps for him about how ādeepā and āgoodā he feels only spurs him on.
Yeah
He thinks to himself
Iām gonna do everything I can to keep her in my lifeā¦forever.
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āA-N:so I moved some a stuff down here that was originally at the top. Youāre welcomeā¦lol I mean to me.
ALSO CAN I SAY I BEEN WORKING ON THESE DRABBLES FOR THE LAST fucking what since Juneā¦for a whole month and ironically they began on June 15th ā¦.im a little late as always. Late to the sunshine twin š Bday Bash!
-just so you know I only have Chan, Minho and Lix and Blindfold Binā¦Chan and Minho got short stories and Felix Got two fics IM BIASED OKAY )!??!? SUE ME I WRITE FOR MYSELF THANK YOU. Also no one tell skzā¦and donāt tell Felix I havenāt started on his mafia Fic yet⦠I have it started for Bin, Seungmin, Hyunjin and Hanā¦IN and Felix Mafia Drafts Have not started yet. Minho and Chan Got mafia Fics and Short stories⦠of course thereās links. Iām not someone who asks but when I get links I look š
guys.. this drabble idea has turned into full on unfinished fics for these boys. needless to say there will be more drabblesā¦. I already have Felixās in progress \(//ā//)\\(//ā//)\\(//ā//)\\(//ā//)\\(//ā//)\\(//ā//)\\(//ā//)\\(//ā//)\ā¦.ā-....I have discovered I am not an author who can just limit myself to short stories...Anyway, there will be one more Birthday post and I will edit and provide links to all the sneak peeks and when I finish the last two members and go through the whole process of editing it I will post. Hopefully I can do it by the end of the month if not before Seungmins birthday it will definitely be after...wow...I have a lot still in my drafts...not that any one is asking. anyway if you find this and like it let me know. I am used to just indulging in my own fics.... I don't have a taglist /does anyone even want that...???don't tell me pls. I donāt wanna knowā¦.guys donāt let them find me !!!!!
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... yeah the proposal can stay actually
āthey did this because of me, kate.ā
IVE BEEN FUCKING DEMOTED. LAID OFF. FIRED. REPLACED. BY MY OWN MOTHER
i will never live this betrayal down :') et tu mama?

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