“noona,” he pouts, pecking you with kisses all over your face, his boner poking right on your cunt, only the thin layers of both your underwear creating a barrier between the two of you. “are you going to make me beg for it.”
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fem!reader x jungwon, needy jungwon, dry humping, sweaty & hot, noona kink (he would definitely have one), he calls you noona excessively, unprotected sex, missionary position
it’s so hot.
you’re sweating, constricted, almost claustrophobic and blanketed in a layer of heat. you blearily blink your eyes open, adjusting them to the darkness of the room. it's a struggle when only a sliver of light shines through your window from the moon. the window that was also cracked to let in a slight breeze.
you can feel the most heat radiating against your back, it was burning you up like an oven. that’s when you remembered through your drowsy state that your boyfriend slept over tonight. he lay behind you, body tense, sweating copiously, breathing heavily against your neck, making the strands of hair on your nape stick to your skin. he had his arm slung over your waist and was gripping tightly onto your loose shirt, hands shaky.
“wonnie,” you sleepily whisper. you reach up, attempting to unfurl his fist from your clothing and slightly push him over so you can get just a bit of the cool air. he only tightens his hold.
“noona,” he whimpers, tentatively grinding his hips against your ass.
oh.
“relax love,” you say, trying to turn around and give him comfort, but only end up brushing against jungwon’s bulge and he instinctively pushes forward with a groan.
“what’s going on?” you mumble.
“noona,” he whines again, grabbing onto your waist and pulling you closer. he buries his face into your neck, sending a new wave of uncomfortable heat through your body. “w-when i woke up i was already hard and you were pressed against me.”
you sigh, using your hand to instead caress his arm that held you in place. you can’t ignore how aroused jungwon, his dick poking you is a constant reminder of that.
“i need you,” he whispers, slowly grinding against you again with a tiny moan. “i want-“
“junwon, it’s way too hot to do that right now,” you tenderly say, patting his arm, signaling for him to let you go. “you’re literally burning up,” you continue when he holds you even tighter - a protest against you.
“please, i need you,” he tries again, trailing a hand under your shirt and up to cup one of your breasts.
“you don’t need anything,” you reply, a different type of warmth igniting between your legs, but he doesn’t have to know that. “you’re just horny.”
jungwon huffs with a pout. “i can’t help it,” he says, pressing a kiss to your sweaty neck. “you feel so good against me noona.”
“jungwon, i said-“
“please noona,” he breaths, rubbing against your ass intentionally. “let me fuck you.” he finishes, leaning over to bite your ear.
fuck. you try to contain yourself, stopping yourself from flipping him over and using him until he’s begging you to stop, make him regret his words. as much as you want to do it, it’s just too hot and you know he's just trying to egg you on.
“okay,” you reply nonchalantly.
jungwon pauses, “huh?”
“you can fuck me.”
you feel jungwon’s mouth open and close against your ear, struggling to find his words. “really?” he settles on.
before you can speak, he turns you over and parts your legs, putting himself in between them. he leans down, his face so close to yours that you can feel his wet hair strands tickling your forehead. “you’re really going to let me?”
“yes but-“ you feel jungwon snake his way back up your shirt, his damp hands trailing up and down your sides. you thunk him on the forehead softly. “not right now.”
“noona,” he pouts, pecking you with kisses all over your face, his boner poking right against your heat, only the thin layers of both your underwear creating a barrier between the two of you. “are you going to make me beg for it.”
it’s clear that he won’t move unless you push him off, but despite how hot and sweaty you both were, you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. there was a stronger part of you that wants to play this out. the way jungwon is practically begging, excites you.
“we can do just this,” you offer, rolling your hips against his, making jungwon needily moan. “but that’s it, just grinding.”
jungwon eagerly nods, “please.”
you can’t see his face clearly in the semi-dark, but you can bet that his face was deeply flushed, not only from the heat that fills the room, but in arousal. he’s breathing heavily, each pant fanning across your face.
you reach out to lovingly touch his face, the glow of the moon casting a slight shine against it. you weren't surprised to find it was warm. you caress his cheek, jungwon nuzzling into your touch, before sliding your hand up to push his hair back from his sweaty forehead.
jungwon doesn’t move as you map out his face, just holds onto your waist . traveling over his nose, to his jaw, pressing your thumb against his wet bottom lip. your finger coming back moist from him breathing hotly against it.
you wrap an arm around his neck and pull him down into a kiss. jungwon immediately melting into it, all spit and tongue as he hungrily makes out with you. your other hand drags down his bare chest, his abs tensing under your touch as you skim past a nipple.
at the same time, you wrap your legs around his hips and pull him so you were pressed together, no space left between, as you grind up against his throbbing cock. jungwon chokes, hands scrambling to clutch your waist, breaking the kiss to moan into your mouth. “noona,” he whispers, with a breathy voice.
you lean in to kiss him again, taking your time with him this time, despite jungwon’s rising eagerness. he steadily ruts against you as you flick a thumb across his nipple and draw a gasp from him. you circle around the bud, teasing, and jungwon has your hips in an almost bruising hold.
“easy,” you murmur.
jungwon is desperate as he unapologetically whines, his trembling arms, moving from your hips to by your head, barely being able to hold himself up, too wrapped up in pleasure. he’s hot. he’s sweaty. but he can’t stop himself from grinding his aching cock against you.
“noona,” jungwon calls out your name once more, a mantra that he can’t help but repeat.
“yes~” you hum.
“i- i know you said no more than this but-,” he stammers, leaning back and running his hand down your chest to in between your legs. he runs a finger over your underwear, making you shiver, despite it being hot. “you’re clearly turned on too.”
“what are you trying to say,” you ask, raising an eyebrow that jungwon couldn’t see.
“doesn’t that mean you want to fuck me too,” he breaths out. moaning when he slips a hand into your underwear and slides his finger through your wet folds. “hm, noona?”
you chew on your bottom lip to stop yourself from letting a moan slip, shocked at how bold jungwon was being.
“you want to fuck me that bad?” you question, voice strained as he takes his thumb and massages your clit.
“please,” he begs, dipping a finger inside you. the moan you were trying to hide, forcing its way out your throat. “i’ll make you feel so good noona.” you don’t say anything at first, silently grabbing jungwon’s wrist and guiding his hand out of your panties to rest them on the waistband.
“take ‘em off,” you instruct him, to which he happily obliges, sliding them off in record speed. he removes his boxers as well before settling comfortably back in his original position.
“can i,” he pants, massaging the flesh of your sweaty thigh and waiting patiently for you to give him permission. you reach between you both, taking ahold of his cock and aligning it with your entrance, teasing him by dragging the tip through your dripping lips.
“please noona,” he breathily whimpers, body trembling and eyes fluttering as he holds back from pushing into you.
“mm, wanna feel yourself inside me,” you purr, sliding your hand to his hip and pulling him forward.
“yes,” he breaths out, gasping as he slowly sinks into you inch by inch, hands finding solace on your waist.
jungwon was by no means small. he was so thick, that you have to take your time when taking him in, often having to remind jungwon of that. it didn’t bother you too much though, as the feeling of him filling you up was breathtaking every time.
“noona,” he moans, not for the first or last time, as he bottoms out. “you’re so tight noona.” his eyes have rolled back into his head, sucking in his bottom lip as he felt you stretch around his cock.
you hum as jungwon starts to rock his hips in and out, taking his time to feel every inch of you. every push in hitting all the right spots inside you, knocking a choked moan out of you. each motion sending tingles down your spine.
it isn’t until you run a hand up his stomach, that his hips buck roughly into you. he leans down to smash his lips against yours, delving his tongue in to lick around your mouth as he frantically slams his cock into you.
you nip at his bottom lip, making him whimper and drive himself impossibly deeper into you, a loud squelching coming from both of your fluids. the way you were gripping onto his cock so firmly was heavenly to him. every inch of being embraced in your wet and warm heat was bringing him to the edge, and fast.
despite how sweltering it was with you guys fucking like animals, you wrap both your arms around jungwon’s torso to pull him down on top of you.
“noona, it’s so good,” he nearly cries in your ear as he thrusts into you. “y-you’re so tight.”
“you said that already,” you tease, causing jungwon to retaliate with a particularly hard thrust that makes you moan loudly and sink you fingernails into his strong back.
"i love being inside you noona," you can feel him tense under your hands, his thrusts getting sloppier, his orgasm surely getting closer. jungwon could feel the pressure building, his balls tightening as he pumps his cock in you.
“n-noona, im gonna cum,” he announces, as he feverishly fucks you. his hips snap against you, hitting against the deepest part of you over and over again, bringing you to your climax. “i’m gonna cum noona.” he repeats. the sound of skin slapping on skin echoes through the room, mixing with jungwon’s loud moans and groans.
you feel him cum before he can say he’s cumming. continuous spurts of hot cum filling you up deep inside, jungwon grunting, his vision going white, as he weakly thrusts as he cums.
the feeling of him cumming inside send waves of pleasure over you and fuels your own orgasm. jungwon brokenly whining as you clench around him and ride out your high.
jungwon, lays his full, sweaty body against you as he catches his breath. you could feel his heart beating out of his chest and the final twitches of his cock as his cum leaks out of you.
you caress his back gently in comfort, even though you were quite uncomfortable with all the sweat, a deep sigh being heard from jungwon as he gets settled.
“wonnie, we are not falling asleep like this,” you deadpan, tickling his side to make him roll over and you could almost scream with happiness when the cool air from the window hits your skin.
“rude,” is all jungwon says, pouting once again, before falling asleep like he didn’t just wake you up to fuck and making you scoff.
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*knock* *knock* *knock*
"coming!" you yelled from your living room as you make your way to the front door. you weren't expecting any type of delivery, let alone a guest. after arriving to the door, you look through the peephole to see jungwon, your best friend, standing there looking down at his feet.
"oh jungwon! " you greeted as you opened the door, jungwon then looking up at the sound of your voice. "come on in. i wasn't expecting guests... so please excuse the mess." you say while opening the door wider, inviting him in. jungwon smiling as he walks past you.
there wasn't really a mess, just a few random items that you used throughout the day just laying around. after locking the door, you walk towards the living room where jungwon was standing.
"i know it's late but i wanted to ask you something." jungwon said, bringing his hands together in a bashful manner. suddenly shy by the attention that he's receiving from you.
"go ahead, i'm listening." you replied while walking to the couch to sit down. jungwon sitting right next to you, eyes fixed on his lap. "can you to teach me how to properly kiss?" he asked in a voice quiet enough to be a whisper.
silence.
with blush running up his neck and his heart beating at impossible speeds, the lack of response was definitely not helping him at all. he squeezed his eyes shut and turned his head; this was no doubt the most awkward moment of his life. "you obviously don't have to! i don't know... i just-" he was interrupted by a hand guiding his face back and pair of lips meeting his. it was just a quick peck.
jungwon's eyes opened slowly to meet yours, his mouth slightly open but no words leaving. "i'll teach you, okay? just chill." you muttered out, looking at his lips. he nodded quickly.
you've always thought he was attractive. him being your best friend and all, you thought you'd never get the chance to have him like this. little did you know, he feels the exact same.
"close your eyes and try to follow my lead. mkay?" your lips met his again, this time it was slower. jungwon whimpered softly as he clumsily kissed back. you decided to pull back just a bit, his lips chasing yours just as quick as they left. not wanting you to stop, he then moved to straddle you.
with jungwons legs on both sides of you, you obviously had no other choice but to grip his hips. you licked his bottom lip to get him to open up. when he complied, you push your tongue into his mouth, causing him to moan. you swallowed all of his noises.
after a while, you pulled away again to catch your breath, strings of saliva connecting you both. like earlier jungwon whined and tried to chase, but you gently pushed him back. "y/n- please-" you looked up at him. his eyes were blown out, breathing heavily, spit all over his mouth, and rocking a hard-on. he looked so fucking edible.
"wonnie.. just breathe for a second. i'm not going anywhere." you panted out, rubbing your hands up and down his sides. once you've gathered some breaths you guys went back in. jungwon bringing his arms up to wrap around your neck, deepening the kiss.
he started to roll his hips against you to bring some sort of friction to his boner. your grip on him ended up guiding his hips to find a steady rhythm. "mmph" his eyebrows furrowed, he was barely kissing back anymore. "hah- f-fuck" he threw his head back, still grinding on you. to anyone, this would've looked like he was riding you. maybe next time?
you forced him to a stop. "w-wait no- more please!" he begged. when he tried to move again, you kept him still. his eyes getting glossy by the second. "no more? i thought you liked it wonnie." you tease while biting back a smile. "n-no! it felt sosososo good, touch me p-please.. im begging!" he cried out.
you pretended to think about it, even bringing your pointer finger up to your chin to really seal the deal. tears were falling at this point. "that's what you want? for me to touch you?" he nodded so fast, you wouldve thought he went lightheaded. "on one condition" you smiled. "anything! i-i'll do anything!" he choked out.
"touch yourself for me."
you watched as he briefly got up to take his pants off and straddling your lap once again. once seated, he shakily got his cock out his underwear, smacking against his belly. it was an angry red color at the tip and leaking precum like a faucet. he wasn't exactly big, but he definitely wasn't small. your gaze making him feel weaker than he already is.
"fuck..." was all you said, there was too many things you wanted to say, yet, none of it came out. jungwon literally looked like a wet dream. without saying much, you helped him out his shirt and tossing it somewhere. then bringing your hands to his waist to keep him stable.
you then blow air onto his tip, causing jungwon to hiss. "you can start now baby" you cooed. he wrapped a hand around his length with a moan. slowly stroking up and down, being sure to squeeze a bit when he got to the head. "mmmmh" he mewled out, lost in pleasure. eyes rolling back as a result.
jungwon shivers when he feels your hands creep up his tummy to his chest. gasping when your fingers lightly touched his nipples. his reaction only encouraging you to play with them. taking your pointer finger and thumb of your right hand, you pinch and pull at his left bud.
"hah..m-more please.." he asked so nicely, so who are you to deny him? you took your other hand and slowly brought it up to his throat. squeezing just enough to feel good, but not enough to hurt him. "f-fffuckkk nngh" his eyebrows furrowed in pleasure, speeding up the strokes of his shaft. he seemed to like that.
"h-harder please harder!" he begged. you obliged, squeezing his neck a little tighter. "so greedy, wonnie." you smirked. at some point he started to roll his hips to meet his fist, ultimately speeding up. "im ssso close noona-" he cut himself off with a loud moan. you'd be lying if you said you were shocked that he called you noona, he seemed like he was that kind of guy. but that doesn't mean you don't like it, you may like it a little too much.
you took your right hand and replaced his own, working on his pending orgasm. he nearly screamed out, you hand feeling way better than his. "feels so guh-good noona" he cried out, drool escaping his mouth. you sped up your hand. the sounds his moans and the squelches of his cock, caused by the ridiculous amount of precum he's leaking, fill the otherwise quiet room. "yeah? you getting close, baby? gon' make a mess f'me?" you say as you squeeze both his throat and length harder. he nodded, mouth agape.
"'m gonna- 'm cu-cumming!" he barely got out before spilling into your hand. you let go of his throat but continued to jerk him off so he can ride out his high, until his hips twitched in overstimulation. as he catching a breath, you take your cleaner hand to grab his face and force him to look at you.
without breaking eye contact, you suck the cum off your hand, leaving no drop behind. jungwon moaning at the sight. you then bring his lips to yours and slowly spit the semen right into his mouth. "swallow f'me." and he did, enjoying the mixed taste of your spit and his release.
after all of that he collapsed against you, exhaustion hitting him almost immediately. "i love you" he slurred out against you, as he's dozing off to sleep. you chuckled, leaving kisses on the top of his head and rubbing shapes on his lower back. "i love you too" you expressed lightly, hearing light snores coming from him. you soon following him into dreamland.
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᯽ heeseung and . . . cum play ♡
heeseung isn't shy about his submission, matter of fact he wears it like it's a badge of honor. he just doesn't want people knowing he likes when things get that messy. when he's covered in his own cum, when you're covered in it, when you spit it back into his mouth...
his body covered in a thin layer of sweat, hot and shaky. your mouth wrapped around his length for the fourth time in the last hour. you'd figure he'd be spent, unable to cum again but no, heeseung always has more to give, always willing to take more. the sight of your chest and lips messy with his release, dried down on his lower stomach, it's damn near pornographic. he's so sensitive and your mouth is so warm, you always know how to bring him right to the edge. a whimper breaks up the sound of his labored panting, his hands gripping at the sheets as tightly as he can. "wait, wait..." he gasps, trying to warn you that at any moment he'll fall right off that edge. you don't wait though, work him off that cliff with so much ease the thought alone is dizzying for him. whining loudly as you so skillfully suck him through the rush of his orgasm, pulling off of him once he's finished. a gesture of your hand orders him to open his mouth, standing up to drip his own cum into his mouth. "good boy," you hum, tapping his cheek with your palm. "now swallow."
᯽ jay and . . . total objectification ♡
for jay pleasing you is the most important thing for him when it comes to your sex life, getting you off, satisfying you. however, when you treat him like he's a toy, like he was made just to please you? as if every part of his body is the hottest, most arousing thing you have ever seen? his whole brain shuts off, it's his own personal heaven.
"take your shirt off." your order takes him by surprise, he'd only walked in the door a minute or two ago. he turns to look at you, see if he'd heard you properly but that look on your face tells him everything. "yes, ma'am," he whispers, his hands coming to pull the thin, spandex fabric of his compression shirt over his head. allowing you to stare at his naked torso, fresh from his work out. "aren't you pretty?" you tease, approaching him to run your hands over his bare skin. "such a pretty toy..." your words and touch make his eyes close, slowly falling to his knees at your feet, his face resting against your thighs. then his begging starts, "can i please eat you out?" his hands coming up to your thighs, kneading and squeezing as if that'll tempt you into agreeing, as if you'd say no to begin with. "that's what toys are good for, isn't it?" you ask, running your hands through his hair as his creep up to tug your shorts down.
᯽ jake and . . . panty thieving ♡
jake's puppy-like nature never pauses, he's always on the go. and from time to time, that means your panties are too! steal a pair from the dirty laundry, snatch them off the floor after you've had sex, swipe some from the counter while you're in the shower. he just misses you so much when you're not around, he can't help himself. can you really blame him?
the soft cotton fabric pressed against his face, the smell of you, the faint taste of you, it's enough to drive him insane. his hand has a tight, secure hold on his cock, making its way up and down at a speed you'd never approve of. you like to make him work for it, drag it out a little so that when he does cum it feels that much better. he doesn't have the patience for that, he doesn't have the self control for it either unless you're directly instructing him. he wants this now, he needs you but you're not here and his hand is working just fine right now. shaky moans parting his bitten lips, muttering curses into the empty hotel room. his fingers swiping over his sensitive tip so quickly it nearly hurts, whimpering to himself about the pleasure. he may not be following your usual patterns but he mimics your actions nevertheless. his chest rising and falling as the threat of cumming into his hand approaches so quickly, frantically draping your underwear over the throbbing head. watching the fabric turn darker as his release bleeds into the it.
᯽ sunghoon and . . . knife play ♡
sunghoon is such a pretty boy but something about the threat of violence against him just gets him going. he could easily overpower you but with a knife in your hand... he's all yours, completely at your mercy and will. and he loves every second of it.
the knife is so shiny under the light of your kitchen, so reflective he can see himself in the pristine metal. "who do you belong to, sunghoon?" you question, holding the blade just below his collarbone. "you." he answers immediately, his tone soft, reverent. his body is between yours and the island counter, he's completely relaxed, there's not even an ounce of tension in his body. "that's right," you praise, "you belong to me." you affirm, your voice so smooth and sultry, it makes his knees weak. one of his hands rests on your hip while the other is holding onto the counter's edge, his thumb slowly swiping back and forth over your hip bone. "i belong to you." he repeats, nodding his head in agreement with your statement. you press the pointed tip of the knife to his clavicle, letting his skin indent but never break. he lets out a soft exhale at the feeling, gently pulling you closer to him so you can feel what you're doing to him. his hard-on pushing against your thigh while you toy with the light amount of pressure on his skin. "i'll hurt you if you ever forget that." you threaten playfully, watching the smile spread across his face at your teasing.
᯽ sunoo and . . . sex taping ♡
sunoo loves to be looked at and adored, loves to be told just how attractive he is. he thrives off of the praise and the boost to his ego. recording him while you play with him or taking photos of his post-orgasm face, set the camera up to record you both and show him when it's all over, send it to him so he can use it when you're not around.
when you pull your phone out to video your hand stroking him the sound he lets out is wrecked. his hand flying up to cover his eyes as if seeing what you're doing will break him in half. his tip is round, pale brown and leaking everywhere. "so pretty, baby," your voice comes out a purr, the palm of your hand rubbing back and forth over the underside of his shaft for the camera. the sounds he makes coming out in a consistent stream, moans, whines, groans and gasps, they all spill from his lips like a faulty faucet. taking him into your hand to pay careful, torturing attention to his tip, squeezing roughly, poking gently at the slit and watching him writhe at the contact. every movement sounds so wet it only gives away just how much he loves it. "fuck... fuck, more, please..." he mumbles, his abdomen and thighs twitching in anticipation of more stimulation. "you're so greedy." you taunt, giving the head a particularly harsh squeeze before placing a soft smack on it. the action makes him gasp so loud you think it may have actually hurt, until the noisy moan follows after. "you like that?" you tease, toying with his tip a bit more. "yes, yes, please keep going!" always so good for the camera.
᯽ jungwon and . . . wax play ♡
jungwon loves a little pain, that's no secret, but similar to heeseung he doesn't want people to know just how messy he likes to get. takes it so well, begs for more, loves to admire the artwork you paint across his body in colorful ink.
the candle is kept high away from his body, giving it time to cool down before it drips down onto his skin. every drop is so warm and relaxing, similar to a bath for him only the liquid is never calm. his pillow is tucked neatly between his face and arms, his back bare for you so that you can see the entirety of your canvas. he's sure you're drawing a shape into him, he's just unsure what it is at the moment. it's a heart, it's bigger than it usually is though, so you're taking your sweet time to map it out. your free hand massaging his side attentively, making sure he keeps still and relaxed as you let the hot wax roll down. jungwon isn't much of a talker during these scenes, he really likes to enjoy it, it's almost meditative. you enjoy the process of painting him pink, blue, green, or red while he basks in your precision and control. it's mind numbing, a welcome, needed, feeling for him after all of his stress. you make all of the tension he stores simply melt away.
᯽ niki and . . . mommy kink ♡
niki loves to be the center of your attention but he has to maintain his cool image, he wants to measure up to and fit in with his older members. this desire however does not trump his need for you to give him absolutely everything he's ever craved. for niki, the kink swings both ways - sexual and nonsexual, but it's only ever enjoyed when he knows nobody else can hear him. when you're all alone.
his voice will be so quiet when he comes up behind you, his hands slipping under the loose fabric of your shirt to hold onto your waist. "mommy," he calls out to you, dipping his head into the crook of your neck and pulling you flush against him. "i missed you so much today." he confesses, his left hand sliding down, letting his fingers dip into your waistband before they fall still. "i missed you too, baby," you hum in reply, reaching a hand up to pet his head. you can feel it, feel him slowly, hesitantly, starting to grind against you, you always let him have his moments like these. he needs them. needs to know that when he puts himself out there for you, so vulnerable and timid, that you'll give him what he craves so desperately. sometimes this takes shape in letting him be a little rough, often times it takes shape in this - his acts of utter desperation that give away just how much he needs his mommy. the kitchen is almost silent but you can hear him breathing, it's soft but it's getting louder, his fingers pressing into your soft flesh as he seeks more friction from your body. he's not quite ready to ask for more, right now he just needs to take a little bit.
You always look so beautiful. The way your face contorts as you give in to the pleasure. The way your body jolts at your own touch. The shape of your naked form that leaves nothing to the imagination.
Jungwon can’t have enough of his pretty neighbor.
Every nigh, around 10pm, you’re laying on your bed, legs spread wide open. Either fingering yourself, pumping yourself full with your pink dildo or using your vibrator on your needy clit.
Jungwon can almost smell your room from where he stands. Conveniently for him, you didn’t think to buy curtains. He has a beautiful view into your bedroom. Sometimes it feels like you’re putting on a show for him.
Like every night, his pants are around his ankles and he’s slowly pumping himself.
He’s imagining your moans, your touch and your eyes on him. How good would it feel to slide into you? What sounds would you get out of him? How would you punish him for watching you without your consent?
Many questions flood his mind. Your fingers are pumping into you at a faster pace now and he jerks himself off at the same pace.
“Please suck me harder, please” He moans to you even when his and your wall are in between you.
Your mouth falls open and so does his.
If only he could hear you. If only you could tell him what to do.
You grab one of your nipples and play with it. So does he.
He doesn’t know how much time has passed but he’s so close to spilling everywhere for you.
“I’m close, let me cum I’m begging”
“Cum for me wonnie”
“Really I can?”
“Yes make a mess”
His imagination is playing tricks on him but it’s enough to make him shoot all over his window.
As he comes down from his high, he looks at you only to notice your piercing stare.
He’s definitely fucked. And hopefully you’ll do the fucking.
⚝ f!reader x jungwon. handjob. humping. begging. he’s actually pathetic. very short. very self indulgent. barely any plot tbfh i just #needthat. 18+
the words tumble from jungwon’s mouth in a breathy plea before he can even think them through.
“please, let me fuck you,”
fuck you, in this state?
you’ve had him pressed against the bathroom counter for all of five minutes now, only palming him through the fabric of his pants for most of that before he begged you to really touch him.
jungwon’s just as surprised as you are that he didn’t explode on the spot when your fingers wrapped around him. and when your wrist twisted up, your teeth sank into his neck— it hasn’t been any easier trying not to.
what little mental strength he had left was channeled into trying not to finish embarrassingly fast; as if the heinous noises you were pulling from his mouth hadn’t already crushed his last shred of dignity.
jungwon’s hands moved with minds of their own, gliding all over the curves of your body like he was trying to memorise it. he’d been shamelessly bucking up into your fist, lip tight between his teeth, tip leaking with way too much cum to be considered pre.
the man hadn’t even slipped a finger into you yet, and now he had the audacity to ask to fuck you? you have to wonder where he got so entitled. or maybe clueless is the word.
with how he’d spend day after day lurking around you like a shadow in your own house, practically undressing his best friend’s sister with just his eyes— you’d think he’d already have it well thought out. what he’d do if he got the chance.
i mean surely he’s thoroughly envisioned the encounter from start to finish, with a helping hand wrapped around himself and your instagram loaded up on his phone.
so why was he acting like he was some bitch in heat?
you thought you’d help him out. charity work, you know. not in the way that he’s not cute— he’s fucking gorgeous— but because he looked like he wouldn’t know what to do with himself if he got a boner.
and that wasn’t far from the truth. the first time you pulled jungwon into a kiss, around the corner and out of sight of your brother, he just stood there gawking at you like you turned him into stone.
it’s funny how these things turn out. that kiss was about a week ago, and the tension had only snowballed.
so now you’re in the bathroom with jungwon, making-out like animals while he fucks into your fist.
you didn’t intend to even touch him. but god, when he pulled you into a kiss like you’re the air he breathes, dick already painfully hard as it dug into your thigh, his pretty moans vibrating on your tongue— you just couldn’t say no.
but now you’re thinking he’s been far too spoiled.
hands fumbling with the flesh of your ass, mouth clumsy as he chased kisses from your face, pelvis stuttering as he bucked into your hand— he’d moaned that he wanted to fuck you. and you don’t say anything at first, don’t let it break your rhythm as you keep your eyes focused on jerking him. but then he’s whining, like he might just cry if you don’t look at him right now.
“let me, please, even just the tip, god fuck—”
the pace of your hand slowed, agonisingly slow, stopping at his tip to give a firm squeeze. jungwon’s whole body shudders in response, and you just scoff.
“jungwon, you can’t actually think you’d last.”
your thumb glides over his frenulum, and a choked out sob from jungwon is just your point proven.
“wanna make you feel good too, please,”
you laugh. laugh at him. and he’s looking at you, so doe-eyed and sincere, so eager to impress you.
“don’t wanna cum without you,” he mumbles, chin jutting forward to catch yours lips with his.
the kiss is over as soon as it starts, jungwon’s face twisting with a moan as your hand rides over his tip with deliberately tight strokes.
“you’re basically already there.” you press a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth, a sweet contrast to the mess you’ve made of him— hair sticking to his forehead from sweat, body all flushed pink.
jungwon’s fingers curl around the hem of your shorts, trying his goddamn hardest to pull them down in between your ruthless strokes of his dick. he’s determined, you’ll give him that.
“how you gonna do that, huh?” you coo, pressing your forehead to his as you clench your fist impossibly tighter. his lashes flutter, breath stuttering. “you can’t even look me in the eye.”
stubborn, his fingers find their way to your bare tummy, creeping down below your waistband.
at this rate, one whiff of your pussy and he’ll cum on the spot. there’s no use trying now. but hey, you’ll acknowledge his efforts.
your palm slides over his greedy hand, yanking it down beneath the layers— and when his fingers brush your cunt, soaked from the sight of him, jungwon’s gone.
trembling, borderline sobbing; you try to muffle his moans with a kiss to little avail. hot spurts of cum coat your knuckles, but you keep going at it until he damn near bites your tongue off from the sensitivity.
pulling back and finally allowing him a breather, you take in your work: jungwon clinging onto you like a lifeline, chest heaving like he scaled a fucking mountain, skin glistening with sweat— all because you moved your hand up and down on his dick. the was same guy begging to be inside you.
you laugh, and he hums lazily as you press a kiss to his temple.
“you don’t know how to handle all this.”
he cracks open an eye. “it’d be the best thirty seconds of your life.”
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there’s little resistance from him. heeseung’s a proud whore so he instantly called up his proud whore friend. jake loved the idea of being your puppy along side hee. therefore, it was a smooth and quick process from planning to having them collared and plugged up on their knees for you. they both looked up with you with a dumb, yet undeniably pretty, fucked out look as you tugged on their collars. cat and dog ears rested on their heads with matching tails nestled deep inside of them—they were being such good pets for you. jake let his tongue hang and drool as you shoved your fingers into his mouth, happily sucking them as you caressed heeseung’s face. heeseung tilts his head to kiss your fingers, a gestures that’s quite wholesome until his tongue and teeth get involved, whining to get more of your attention. you then instructed them to bend over so they were arching in doggy with their tails nearly touching as they faced opposite of each other. they obeyed you but looked at you with questioning eyes, then watched you pull out a long and girthy double ended dildo, their faces practically lighting up.
like jake, jay would also be hesitant of this request. adding another partner during sex wasn’t something that really crossed his mind. mostly due to the fact that he enjoyed your intimacy so much, and partially because knowing you, he knew his bratty tendencies would lead him to a rather cruel and humiliating predicament. though perhaps that would make it exciting, he thought. so there they were—jay and heeseung cuffed and blindfolded with cockrings set to a low vibration setting. jay so far has been quiet, his arms flexing every so often in anticipation that you finally touch him. meanwhile, heeseung has been moaning and practically babbling like a slut. “please miss,” he whines, “please touch me.” the vibration paired with the restriction of his hands and sight made his brain fuzzy, especially since you’ve been toying with them for a good ten minutes now. “hmm, I don’t know~” you tap your chin, pretending to put some thought to it, “you both look just so pretty like this. maybe I’ll have you cum untouched.” the two of them are quick to object with their arms flexed against their restraints and pitiful whines emitting from their lips. “please,” jays finally speaks, almost breathlessly. “please what? tell me what you want.” jay could feel you getting closer to him, and his skin gets goosebumps from your presence. “I need you to touch my dick, suck it—fuck me, please. I need you,” he exhaled. you smirk. you got him right where you want him—vulnerable and desperate. and to push him towards his limit, you increase the setting of his cock ring, shamelessly watching him squirm and his dick pulse against his abdomen as you bring a thumb to heeseung’s nipple. hee’s girlish moans quickly filled the room as you rubbed and pinched both of his nipples, leading him to his first dry orgasm and the start of jay’s mind break into your good kitty.
now it would take some convincing for jake. he’s very possessive of you, so the idea of sharing you would be shut down the majority of time. the very few occasions he’s open to it, he needs someone that’s as freaky as he is. sunghoon was the only person he believed that could keep up, and could trust, therefore he invited him. it was awkward at first, but sunghoon was more than happy to spend a night with you two. due to his possessiveness, jake will very obviously try to outperform sunghoon as a way to remind you that he’s yours and you are his, which often leads to a very hot and desperate sunghoon who just wants to make you feel good. like the time when they were both eating you out, and jake, obviously, was nose deep into your pussy with almost no intent of sharing. leaving sunghoon to sit aside and jerk his cock to the sweet sound of your moans, longing to be in jake’s place. you caught on to this and told jake, “puppy, sunghoon would like a turn too,” to which he slowly removes his tongue and pouts but scoots over, his face still hovering over you. sunghoon then lays on his belly and sighs at the sight of how wet you were, and then attaches his lips to your clit, moaning when he hears you gasp. he swirls his tongue around you for a moment, alternating between that and sucking your clit until he eventually catches his breath and jake takes his opportunity to kiss your folds. Their faces squished against each others, neither of them letting up as they moan and lick you up, occasionally looking up at you with their lustful eyes until they see your pretty face as you cum.
his immediate thought was sunoo. he’s not sure why. maybe it’s because sunoo looked like the textbook definition of a sub, and like all the pretty boys Sunghoon would watch in porn. there was something about the thought of watching you fuck him that excited him. so when you brought it up, he called him. sunoo laughed at his offer, genuinely thinking it was a joke since it was so out of character for sunghoon, but once he caught the tension and knew that he was indeed serious, he would ultimately agree. sunoo always thought you were pretty and would always catch the subtle hints of your dominance with sunghoon whenever you were together—and maybe there were some times where his thoughts of you became inappropriate. so sunoo wasn’t going to waste this opportunity to be bent over in front of you. his face rested against one of your pillows with his ass in the air, presenting his wet, puffy hole that was recently prepped with your mouth and fingers. Sunghoon sat towards the end of the shared bed, stripped down to just his underwear as he watched you slather the lube onto the strap on. “he looks ready to be fucked, doesn’t he, sunghoon?” you ask your boyfriend. it was as if he was hypnotized as he licked his lips and nodded, watching you rub the tip of your strap to his friends hole and breaching past his entrance.
you’d have him blushing and giggling. he may try to play off as innocent, but sunoo holds a lot of kinky fantasies up in that pretty head of his. so he agreed and texted jungwon like he had been waiting for you to ask him for ages. you would have two poor, shy boys knelt before you with nervous eyes and fingers darting around as they wait for your next command. you knew you had lucked out getting two good boys so you treated them with extra care, giving them sweet tones and tender gestures as they gradually built their confidence in pleasuring you together. they were set on making you feel good, worshipping you. they let their mouth and hands run along every body part you asked of them with no complaints, their cocks getting harder and wetter as your face contorted in pleasure, not daring to touch themselves without your permission. “are you getting close, mommy?” sunoo asks, his mouth still attached to your tit while jungwon lapped of your folds. it was a very obvious answer. your breath quickening and your body stiffening with your head thrown back were tall tale signs, but sunoo still wanted to hear your praise. “yes, baby. keep going, just like that. you’re both such good boys.” jungwon moans against you and sunoo goes back to sucking on your nipple, massaging your other breast until you cum on jungwon. now you had to reward your two good boys.
honestly the question would take him aback. he’s still pretty shy when it comes to exploring kinks and sexual fantasies between you two, so the thought of adding another person made him anxious. however, one person did come to mind as you mentioned it… and then the thought of them joining overtook him for the next couple nights. so several days later, jungwon is watching jay slip inside you, completely naked with his hand pulling at his cock. you had told him to pay close attention to how jay was pleasuring you, how he was hitting all the right spots. jungwon seemed to be in a trance as he followed the moves of his elder, and how he was getting such beautiful sounds and reactions from you that’s he’s never heard before. “can I try that too, mommy?” jungwon asks you desperately, cock still in hand. to which you replied, “of course, baby,” since he was being so good. jay carefully pulls out of you and groans when he sees some of your wetness and his precum drip from your hole. jungwon takes his place between your legs and enters you slowly, giving you both time to adjust before he starts thrusting. he brings his thumb to your clit and rubs in circles, copying jay—not too fast but fast enough with just the right amount of pressure to make you clench and wrap your legs around him. “good boy, wonie,” you praise between your moans. “you feel really good, mommy,” he replies breathlessly, picking up the pace of his thrusts. “say thank you to jay, baby,” you tell him, squeezing your legs around him tight, pushing him closer to his orgasm. “mmm~ t-thank you, jay hyung.”
