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maybe it’s time - jihyo

she’s tipsy, of course. it’s almost three am and you’re the only two remaining. your friends had gone to bed hours ago, but as always, you and jihyo had to take the most advantage of days like these. so here you were, reminiscing in the balcony.

“i still can’t believe they fell for that!” she puts down her glass of wine, covering her mouth and with it muffling chuckles.

“right? we look nothing alike!” she’s staring at you when you look back at her. you say it with a hint of relief, and she knows why. jihyo isn’t stupid. she’s heard her friends laugh and yell about how much you like her.

she can feel it and so can you, how the air around you changes, it gets warmer. it is so much easier to breathe than when you’re apart. you feel complete. it’s been years since you met, and quite frankly, neither of you can explain why you’ve never acted out on the giggle inducing connection the two of you shared.

you’re so focused on her tinted cheeks and imagining a whole future and habitual life for the two of you when she pecks your lips shortly, somewhat unsure. she leans back a couple of seconds, biting her lip in anticipation, scared that she ruined something good.

but she’s mistaken when you use both hands to bring her face closer to yours and join your lips in a much deeper, longer kiss. one that drives her to hold on to you as well. your tongues dancing make heat dance in her stomach, and she can’t help the speed her legs move when she straddles you.

its so fast and heated that even though it feels so good you wonder if you should savor the moment more, you don’t know what will come tomorrow, and you just want the feeling of her on you forever. how she hums and whimpers when you move your kisses down her neck. jihyo whimpers even louder when your hands move to squeeze her ass, when you trail them under the skirt of her dress, the feeling of her warm skin has you groaning into the kiss, moaning when she tugs your hair.

you’ve both been incredibly deprived for all these years. so you’re both yearning for more, trying to be closer than humanly possible, but it’s too cold to take off any of your clothes, so all you can settle for is slipping your hand inside her underwear, under her dress and everything, which is already more than anyone could ask for. specially you.

because you’ve been dreaming of this moment for ages. you’ve been fantasizing about her lips, how soft and plushy they should feel, how warm her embrace seems, and how welcoming her cunt just might be. all proven to be true. the minute the pads of your fingers make contact with her bundle of nerves her body jolts and her voice falters in a whimper, her nails digging into your shoulders as you go on.

“just like that, fuck y/n” they come out as a whisper, and it’s not cold enough for that, but her breath is so warm you feel like you should be able to see it as she sighs and gasps.

it’s almost as if she had been teased with the idea for so long, that she’s so quick to fold over and shake, whispering your name over and over again until she rides out her high.

slytherin idols - slytherin hojoon moodboard

— mom jihyo!!

once she hits this stage in her life, the longest her hair will be is shoulder length. usually keeps the bob, because she no longer. has the time or the interest in doing her hair

she is so put together, almost like she’s done this before

your kids are the best ones yet, they’re respectful, responsible, beautiful. they even got her jokes.

and she is such a cool mom, she provides your kids the most welcoming arms and a space where they can tell her anything and she won’t judge.

i don’t see either of you being stay at home moms, i feel like she’d go insane every day at home. she needs to be moving constantly or she will feel useless.

i do see her as a history or english lit college professor.

she loves dressing up the kids and most time matching the two of you to them.

so many amusement park visits! she loves how it tires them out but she might just love the parks too much herself.

oh the kids grow up so competitive, most parents will let their children win, but jihyo gives them hell.

from every casual game night to easter egg hunts to creating a strategy that forced your kids (including your wife) to chase a finish line for birthday or holiday presents.

her love language would definitely be acts of service, sending your kids flowers on random days, making their favorite foods on days she knew would be specifically long, etc.

she’s also just so appreciative of you. she sees you in a whole new light after your babies.

goes all out on mother’s day. and tries to remind you how important and valued and amazing you are every single day.

she would do and put everything, her heart, sweat and soul into being a mom <3

— mommy!jihyo

has learned to be quiet and quick.

loves to tease and rile you up when the kids are around.

she even choked on an artichoke at dinner once when one of your littles noticed how quiet you were, sweaty with a face of uttermost fear.

will often sext you from work or while you’re at work.

ugh, i can just picture the late night make outs in the kitchen, giggling when one of you accidentally knocks something over.

very serious about her authority in bed.

she also finds you being a parent so attractive, if you were to carry one of your kids she would not be able to keep her hands off you.

usually the one carrying is the needy one, but she would be insatiable. she would take you anywhere, in your bed, shower, bath, even standing as long as you can lean on something, anything.

and she is also possessive. cue the brutal car sex right after some pta parent bats their eyelashes at you.

so many hickies and bruises. sometimes planned on places easy to catch so said parents would get the message.

also just very in love with you in general. and your kids growing up seeing that is so beautiful <3 anyway,

“im gonna knock you up baby”

“you look so pretty swollen with my baby”

kinktober day 16 - threesome w sahyo

– i luved the last time i wrote abt sahyo and i felt the need to do it again for this, enjoy!!

lazy days are your favorite, where the three of you finally get a day off work and just lounge around your apartment, eat junk food and binge whatever show you left halfway. but today its different, because jihyo has a solo activity scheduled today, so it’s just you and one of your lovers, sana.

it’s been a long, slow day, and not that you mind spending alone time with sana, but you miss jihyo, both of you, you were both too deep in sleep to even feel the peck she left on your heads before heading to work. so here you are, laying on top of sana as some random show plays in the background and she presses drawings into your back peacefully, both of you waiting for her arrival.

it’s endearing really, when she walks through the door and the two of you rush to greet her like puppies wagging their tales. you’re so excited, neither of you knows who should kiss her hello first, and jihyo, with a confused yet adoring smile approaches sana first for a peck to her cheek, and then you. “is.. everything okay?”

“we missed you” sana explains, grabbing both your hands to lead the two of you to the couch.

“i was just gone for a few hours” she chuckles, allowing you to take off her jacket.

“too many” she shakes her head, running her hands down jihyo’s arms, while yours went up her thighs. “don’t you wanna make it up to us?”

in any other circumstance jihyo would’ve laughed, looked at her all weird and responded with ‘make up for what? that i had to work? silly satang’ but in reality, she’s so easily persuaded by either of you, that the oh so sad tone in the oldest’s voice makes her look back at you, catching the puppy eyes that match sana’s voice, and she can’t help it, she has to give the two of you everything, and right now, everything was her.

making up for something in your relationship usually means something different for each of you. usually, jihyo’s the one to touch and kiss the two of you every sorts of ways, sana puts up a show for the two of you, and well, you were the one to lay in bed (or wherever) and take whatever they would give you. but tonight was different.

she could tell by the way she’s being stared at, like you’ve been starved for days from her. so she lets you. allows you to rip her clothes to shreds and for sana to take over her lower body. your weakness? her tits. so while sana’s teasing, pecking and biting her inner thighs, its you who attacks her chest, sucking and biting, playing with her other nipple by tweaking it in your fingers.

this? this was all you wanted, all you needed. it seems so simple to some, but to you, with the noises jihyo makes and the way she tugs on your hair, whimpers of “yes baby” “good girl” “fuck, mommy loves that, keep going” making your brain fuzzy with praise, your thighs sticky with arousal.

kinktober day 2 - pregnant sex w jihyo

- i’ve been reading too many of @darlinghyo ‘s pregnancy asks. its consumed me🥴

oh babymoons, basically your honeymoon all over again, except your wife now grew a tiny person inside her. it’s the whole reason you’re here, celebrating her and your baby. and what do you do at an occasion like this? you worship her. your hands and lips stick to her every chance they get. in the elevator, the shower, even in bed before the two of you head to sleep, she’s always up for some physical appreciation.

“nice of you to join me” jihyo smirks when you join her at the edge of the pool

“i was trying to give you space” you smile back, running your hand through your hair, trying to tame it after the couple laps you swam around the pool.

“too much space” your wife pouts “i like it when you’re so close i can barely breathe”

“yeah?” you’ve made your way behind her “i can do other things that make you barely breathe”

jihyo only chuckles “maybe you should”

you don’t reply, too invested in gently lowering the straps of her maternity bathing suit, the exposing of her cleavage everytime getting larger. at some point, you manage to lower the suit past her chest, and your hands instantly find themselves glued to it. your wife can only sigh, bite her lips while resting her head back on your shoulder. she’s been so sensitive lately, with the beginning of her tits leaking, even a graze of your arms with her chest has her a whimpering mess. she lets your hands squeeze, massage each of her breasts, that at this point would easily produce beads of her sweet, warm milk.

you’ve brought her suit down to her thighs, helping her find balance as she steps out of it, and when you turn her around to face you, your thigh finds home between her own, her swollen pussy grazing against your skin deliciously.

“oh” jihyo throws her head back, one of her hands on your shoulder as you look up at her, your hands once again making of her tits your own.

“you look so beautiful like this, hyo.” your lips peck warm kisses to the skin of her chest, right in the middle. “feel so soft and plump” her hips start moving on their own, her folds riding up and down your thigh eliciting short, breathy moans out of her lips. “have you looked at yourself lately? im gonna fuck you in front of our mirror right after this”

that makes a moan come out of her, her other hand wrapping around your neck as she tries to quicken her hips. “and your milk, it tastes so good” you murmur between suckles to her swollen, leaking nipples

you don’t know what time it is, though every other of your members had already headed to bed, so it was very probable only you and jihyo remained awake. “I want you so bad” you whisper when you break apart from the kiss, gripping the end of her cropped tee in your fists.

“yeah? show me, baby. show mommy how much you want me” her eyes never leave yours, she knows how nervous it makes you, so she makes sure to hold eye contact when she speaks. she watches as something in your eyes change, that the way you slip down her lap is somewhat edged on by the need to prove yourself to her and earn whatever reward she seemed to offer.

if asked, she’d say you look adorable, trying to hold up her t-shirt far enough to have access to her chest, so you could litter kisses and love bites that have jihyo gasping and pushing her chest towards you, craving more. at some point, her hand takes over and holds the bunched up shirt right under her neck, her eyebrows raised and lips parted as she watches.

the noise she makes when you final wrap your lips around her nipple is needy, loud and needy like she had been thinking about this for ages. which to be fair, she had been locked up in a room for nine days and she finally saw you today, she’s been thinking about you in so many ways, and she knows you have too just by how hungry you are for her. jihyo throws her head back and her hips move on their own, looking for any type of friction as you tongue and suck on her sensitive buds, her whole chest covered in goosebumps as a result of the cold air hitting her wet skin.