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Zayn, He was tall, exactly six feet, his hair a warm brown and skin pale with a faint rosy undertone.
He had a charming smile that made everyone smile as well, It was way to perfect and you didn't fall for it, He had doe eyes but they seemed to look dead whenever he looked at you, his gaze at you shifted into something different.
Did he want to control you, make you think he's the perfect innocent twenty-two year old like everyone else thought?
He lived next door from you and he worked at the same place at you, he was the manager and you were there, and once you got home entering the oddly warm place, the world went black as your head slammed into the ground.
Valerie, exactly five-five, a fiercely hard worker who kept her head down. She was only twenty years old.
Not everyone recognized her name, but everyone looked at her anywayโher striking siren eyes made her stand out.
Framed by a sharp cut of black, shoulder-length hair, but even with her beauty, the heavy, dark bags of exhaustion hung low under her eyes.
She never really talked, It wasn't just because she only had one friend in the world, but because she was never used to speaking up.
Stay Quiet, and focus on yourself.
That was exactly what she was taught In her cold past, and it was exactly what she did to survive, her dark hair waving in her face whenever she looked down, keeping her hidden.
She thought keeping to herself would protect her, but to a monster who demanded total control, her isolation just made her the perfect target.
Past midnight you hear the door creak open and you make your way towards the living room.
You've been waiting for him since 10pm, he said he'd be home by then but you figured the company kept him working.
you hear the apartment door creak and you think of nothing but comforting your tired boyfriend.
Pairing: Stressed!Jungwon (ENHYPEN) x Comforting Fem!Reader
Warnings- Minors DO NOT Interact, Smut, established relationship, hurt/comfort, fluff, praise.
In the stillness of the night, after the echoes of applause had faded and the stage lights dimmed, Jungwon finally slipped into the apartment, his shoulders heavy with the weight of expectation.
His eyes, usually vibrant and commanding, were now soft and weary as they met yours. No words were exchanged; none were needed.
He slowly crossed the room, his steps heavy with the day's exertion, he wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you in close.
With a quiet sigh, he leaned into your embrace, his face burying into your shoulder, you ran your fingers through his hair then kissed his cheek softly.
"Baby, you look worn out...we should get to bed" you said tiredly, he then sighed taking a breath, "No...I told you, I told you I'd be here around 10...I lied", "Jungwon-".
"No, because you were probably worried or...you might have thought I was lying"
Your heart pounds, "Jungwon stop", "I promise I understand, your a k-pop star of course you'll be very busy sometimes", you said reassuring.
Jungwon grabbed your chin then kissed you softly like he was apologizing.
His eyes flickered with a mix of gratitude and regret. "Thank you for understanding, It's just...being in the spotlight can sometimes feel like being trapped in a cage.'"
You nod softly, "I hear you", You grab his wrist and pull him to the bedroom, "Do you want me to help you?" You ask closing the bedroom door.
His heart throbs as well as his cock, "Y/n", he says your name basically a whisper, he stand infront of you, you place your hand onto his chest.
"Let me help you... let me show you how much I can comfort you" You say lowering your body and getting onto your knees slowly.
His breath hitches, eyes widening slightly at your words, He nods, a silent permission, his grip on your wrist tightening briefly before letting go.
You can see the tension in his shoulders easing, a soft exhale leaving his lips. He watches you, anticipation and vulnerability in his gaze as you slowly unbuckle his belt, your touch gentle yet firm.
You pull his pants down his boxers revealing his pre-cum on his cock, You glance up at him, your eyes meeting his, seeking reassurance, Finding it in his gaze, you lean in, your breath ghosting over his length before you take him into your mouth, slowly, deliberately.
A soft moan escapes him, his head tilting back, eyes closing briefly as he lives the sensation. You feel him pulse against your tongue, you continue, your rhythm steady, your hands exploring the rest of him, coaxing out more soft moans and gentle thrusts.
You increase your pace, your saliva mixing with his pre-cum, the sound of your wet mouth on him filling the room along with his increasingly ragged breaths. His fingers find their way into your hair, gently guiding you, his hips moving in sync with you.
He pulls your mouth off of his cock, his breath ragged and eyes filled with a mix of pleasure and gratitude. Guiding your body up gently but firmly, he positions you on the bed, his gaze never leaving yours.
He follows, settling between your legs, his touch soft and exploratory, He lifts up your black lingerie you wore just for him, "You think I wouldn't notice?" he said teasing, "You wore this just for me", he kisses your stomach softly.
You let out a moan,
his fingers deftly trace patterns along your skin as he pulls away from the kiss, his eyes searching yours. "I wanted to see you so bad," he whispers, his voice thick with desire.
He reaches behind you, his fingers finding the clasp of your bra with ease, The lace falls away, leaving your breasts bare, your nipples hardening under his intense gaze.
He takes his time, loving every inch of your skin with his touch, his mouth, driving you closer to the edge.
He slips your panties off, his touch gentle yet purposeful, leaving you bare and exposed to him. His eyes take a moment to appreciate the sight before him, a soft groan escaping his lips.
He lowers himself, his warm breath fanning against your most intimate place, causing you to squirm in anticipation, His fingers trail up your thighs, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake, before he finally touches you where you ache the most.
He starts with slow, deliberate strokes, his fingers working in sync with the rhythm of your breaths. His touch is gentle yet firm, his fingers expertly finding that sweet spot that makes you gasp and arch into him.
You grip onto his arm, "Jungwon...f*ck me...please" you moan out desperately, your voice barely above a whisper yet filled with urgent need. His eyes darken with desire, a smirk playing on his lips.
He doesn't need any more invitation. He positions himself at your entrance, his gaze locked with yours.
He enters you slowly, inch by inch, allowing you to feel every moment of his thickness stretching you. You gasp at the sensation, your fingers digging into his arm.
He waits a moment, letting you adjust to his size before he begins moving inside you with measured thrusts. Each stroke is deliberate, designed to draw out your pleasure, to make you feel every single sensation.
He leans down, capturing your mouth in another heated kiss as he increases his pace, his hips moving in a steady rhythm that has you moaning into his mouth.
You can feel the tension building inside you, your breath coming in ragged gasps, your body tense with anticipation.
Your moans and cries fill the room, a symphony of your shared pleasure. His grip on your hips tightens, his movements becoming more urgent, his thrusts deeper.
You can feel him, feel everything, the friction of his skin against yours, the heat of his body, the way he fills you completely.
Your breathing hitches, your body tensing as you reach that precipice, your orgasm crashing over you in waves.
You cry out, your fingers digging into his back, your body shuddering with release. "Oh baby...I'm so close" He moans, "C-cum in me please..." You moan out.
And thats the last straw, his body stiffens, a low groan escaping him as he finds his own release, pulsing inside you.
He pulls out slowly your cum and his dripping out of you slowly, "You did so good baby" You praise trying to catch your breath.
He leans in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your forehead, "I love you," he whispers, his voice raw with emotion. You smile, your heart swelling with love.
"I love you too," you reply, He smiles back, a soft, warm smile that reaches his eyes, making them shine with unshed tears. He rolls onto his side, pulling you into his embrace, your back pressed against his chest.
R.I.P mina๐๏ธ known as sweeter_nk, she apologized for her wrongs and apologized deeply but you guys seriously pushed her to the point of KILLING HERSELF, you guys are sick disgusting and horrible, who the freak do you engenes think you are? she's a human being people make mistakes and people can do better, gosh I'm so embarrassed to even be considered an engene so disgusted...
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Jake IS a Pleading beggar, (obviously...), he's also a sub/dom, pussy whipped jakey jakey~ coming y'all way!
(If you don't like content like this just scroll, Minors DO NOT interact!)
After a long day jake always came home to you, cuddled up against your chest while you played through his hair.
"baby..." he turns towards your face, "yes?" you smile softly your hand still in his hair,
"I missed you so bad..."
continue...?
"Baabby~" Jake said entering the living room stretching tiredly, you smiled running to hug him deeply.
"How was work?" you kiss his cheek missing his warm presence, "Hm...It was fine", "But gosh I missed you way more" he smirks kissing your neck softly.
You rub his hair softly, "You know...sometimes I tend to think your really a dog" you chuckle.
He rolls his eyes playfully, "No...please no" he says jokingly.
You both settle onto the couch his head lying on your chest as you run your soft hands through his hair.
You can see the way jake tends to shift around everytime you kiss the top of his head softly.
"baby..." he turns his body facing your face, "yes?" you smile softly your hand still in his hair,
"I missed you so bad..."
"Did you?" you question, "Hm..." you hum softly, "Show me how bad you missed me"
You command
Jake's eyes darkened instantly at your command, a visible shiver running through his entire body. "Yes," he breathed, his voice already rough with need.
"Gosh, yes."
He shifted his weight, moving from lying against your chest to hovering over you, his hands framing your face with a tenderness that made your heart flutter.
His lips found yours in a kiss that started soft and sweetโgentle brushes that tasted of longingโbut quickly deepened into something more desperate.
His tongue swept against yours as he kissed you like a man starved, his hands trembling slightly as they slid down your sides.
He pulled back just enough to trail kisses along your jaw, down to your throat, each press of his lips accompanied by a soft, needy sound from deep in his chest.
"Missed you so much," he murmured against your collarbone, his fingers already working at the hem of your shirt. "Thought about you all day, baby. Couldn't focus on anything else."
You lifted your arms, allowing him to pull the fabric over your head, and the way his breath caught at the sight of you made warmth bloom across your cheeks. His hands touched your exposed skin with soft touches, like he was memorizing every curve.
"Show me properly, Jake," you whispered, threading your fingers through his hair and guiding him lower.
The whimper that escaped him was absolutely beautiful. "F*ck, when you talk like thatโ" He didn't finish the sentence, too busy kissing down your stomach, his lips and tongue leaving a wet trail that made you shiver.
His fingers hooked into your waistband, and he looked up at you with those pleading eyes, silently asking permission even though you'd already given it. You nodded, and he pulled your pants and underwear down in one smooth motion, tossing them aside without care.
Jake settled between your thighs, his broad shoulders forcing your legs wider. For a moment, he just looked at you, his expression one of pure submission that made you feel simultaneously powerful and vulnerable.
"So perfect," he breathed, "such a pretty kitten" he praised softly and then his mouth was on you.
The first stroke of his tongue pulled a soft gasp from your lips, your fingers tightening in his hair. Jake groaned against you, the vibration sending sparks of pleasure through your core.
He worked you with desperate, devoted attentionโlong, slow licks followed by focused attention on your clit that had your back arching off the couch.
"Jake," you whimpered, your voice breathy and soft.
He responded with another whimper of his own, the sound muffled against your wet heat. His hands gripped your thighs, holding you open as he buried his face deeper, completely lost in you.
The wet sounds of his mouth on you filled the room, mixed with his desperate little noises of pleasure.
"You taste so good," he mumbled against you, barely pulling back enough to speak. "Could do this forever, baby. Just want to make you feel good."
Your thighs trembled on either side of his head as he sealed his lips around your clit and sucked, his tongue flicking in a rhythm that had you seeing stars.
Soft cries spilled from your lips, delicate and breathy, and you felt Jake shudder between your legs at the sound.
"Please," he begged, though you weren't sure what he was asking for. "Please, baby, you sound so beautiful."
The pressure built steadily, your body tensing as he worked you closer to the edge. But before you could fall over, you tugged gently at his hair, pulling him up.
Jake's face was flushed, his lips glistening, his eyes glazed with desperate need. "Did I do something wrong?" he asked immediately, concern cutting through his arousal.
"No, baby," you assured him softly, cupping his face. "I want you inside me. Need to feel you."
The groan that tore from his throat was almost pained. He fumbled with his pants, shoving them down just enough to free himself. When he positioned himself at your entrance, his hands were shaking.
"Slowly," you commanded gently, your voice soft but firm.
"Yes," he breathed, pushing forward with careful control. "Anything you want, baby. Anything."
The stretch was so pleasuring , your body taking him inch by inch as he filled you. Jake's face was a picture of tortured pleasure, his jaw clenched as he fought to maintain the slow pace you'd demanded.
"Just like that," you whimpered, your hands sliding up his arms to grip his shoulders. "You feel so good, Jake."
He bottomed out with a shuddering exhale, staying perfectly still as your body adjusted. "Tell me when," he managed, his voice strained. "Tell me when I can move."
You rolled your hips experimentally, drawing a choked sound from both of you. "Move, baby. Nice and slow."
Jake pulled back and thrust forward with careful precision, his eyes locked on your face as if memorizing every expression. Each slow stroke sent waves of pleasure through you, building gradually but intensely.
"Faster?" he asked, his voice pleading. "Can I go faster, baby?"
"Not yet," you breathed, and the whimper he let out was absolutely desperate.
"Just like this. You're doing so well."
He maintained the torturous pace, sweat beginning to bead on his forehead from the effort of holding back. Every thrust was deep and controlled, hitting spots inside you that made soft, delicate cries spill from your lips.
And those soundsโthose soft, vulnerable whimpersโwere Jake's undoing.
"Baby," he groaned, his control visibly cracking. "You sound soโf*ck, I can'tโ"
His hips snapped forward harder, faster, the careful rhythm dissolving into something more primal. You gasped at the sudden intensity, your nails digging into his shoulders as he drove into you with increasing desperation.
"I'm sorry," he panted, though he didn't slow down. "I'm sorry, baby, but you feel too good. Sound too perfect. I needโ"
"Jake!" you cried out, your voice breaking on his name, and that was it.
He buried his face in your neck, his hips bucking faster as he lost himself completely in you.
The sounds he made were raw and unrestrainedโgroans and whimpers and broken praise mumbled against your skin.
"So beautiful," he gasped. "Love how you sound, love how you feel. Can't get enough of you, baby. Never enough."
Your soft cries grew louder as he hit deeper, the angle perfect, the intensity overwhelming. Your body tightened around him, pleasure coiling impossibly tight in your core.
"That's it," Jake encouraged, his voice rough and commanding now despite his earlier submission.
"Let me hear you, baby. Want to hear those pretty sounds when you come for me."
His hand slipped between your bodies, fingers finding your clit and circling with practiced precision.
The dual sensation shattered you, your orgasm crashing through you in waves as you cried out his name in that soft, breathy voice that drove him wild.
Jake followed moments later, your name on his lips as he buried himself deep and came undone, his body shaking with the force of his release.
He collapsed against you, both of you breathing hard, skin slick with sweat. Your lips found his in a tender kiss, so different from the intensity of moments before.
"Missed you so much," he whispered again, and you smiled, running your fingers through his damp hair.
(A/N)- I was going to originally make this a jake (enhypen), one-shot but I remembered my beautiful king gojo lovesss sweets so ofc who else could I make this with (if you don't like content like this scroll!, MDNI!)
You closed the door settling onto the bed right besides gojo, sweets scattered on the bed drinking tea while talking about both of you're long day, but little did you know.
He bought another sweet that would make you want something else...
You sat onto the bed while satoru was still in the kitchen doing whatever he was doing,
as you set the snacks on the bed you feel a peck on the back of your head.
"I'm soo ready to hear about your wonderful day baby~" satoru said exictedly
"Oh really?" you turn to kiss him on the cheek, "Well I can't wait to hear about yours" you kiss his cheek softly.
He smirks slightly, placing two tea's on the coffee holders on the dresser.
You sit down onto the bed and satoru slid onto the mattress beside you, his long legs stretching out as he rested his back against the headboard.
The heavy tension from a grueling day of jujutsu duties seemed to melt off his shoulders the moment he sank into your shared space. He reached out, his thumb gently brushing a stray lock of hair behind your ear before he pulled you between his legs, letting you rest your head comfortably against his chest.
"Go on, tell me everything," he murmured, his voice dropping to a softer, gentler reserved only for you.
You leaned into his warmth, venting about the highs and lows of your day while diving into the mountain of sweets scattered on the bed.
Satoru hung on every word, nodding along and rubbing your shoulder in a soothing rhythm.
He was a notorious sweet tooth, so he didn't hesitate to tear open a package of mochi, offering you the first bite before popping the rest into his mouth with a content hum.
Every now and then, he would interrupt your rant with a dramatic, exaggerated story about his own missions just to make you laugh.
Between shared giggles, the two of you swapped different candies, your fingers occasionally brushing against his, causing that familiar, warm flutter in your stomach.
He stole a strawberry marshmallow right from your hand, laughing softly as you playfully pouted at him.
After a few minutes of comfortable chatter and sticky fingers, Satoru reached over to the dresser and picked up your mug. He blew gently on the steam rising from the rim before handing it over to you, the ceramic feeling incredibly warm against your palms.
"I think you should try the tea princess" gojo insisted, "It's really good, I worked sooo~, hard on it this time I promise".
You looked from his bright blue eyes down to the warm ceramic mug in your hands, a small chuckle escaping your lips at his sudden, overly dramatic pleading.
He was pouting slightly, his lips curved into a playful expression that always made it impossible to say no to him.
"Oh, really?" you teased, raising an eyebrow as you brought the rim of the cup up to your lips. "You worked so hard on standard hot tea, Satoru?"
"Hey, precision is key! The water temperature has to be exactly right, the steeping time has to be perfect..." he insisted, leaning in closer until his nose nudged against your cheek, his breath warm against your skin.
"Just try it, princess. Please?"
Amused by his antics, you finally tipped the mug and took a slow, deep sip.
The liquid was perfectly warm, but as it coated your tongue, you instantly noticed a distinct flavor blending into the tea leaves.
It was incredibly rich, thick, and heavily infused with a deep, smooth sweetness that didn't taste like normal sugar. It was a, distinct taste of premium honey, spreading a sudden, blooming wave of intense warmth straight down to your stomach.
You swallowed, blinking in surprise at how strong the comforting heat felt as it settled inside you.
As you set the mug back down, you turned your head to find Satoru watching your expression intently.
The playful pout was completely gone, replaced by a slow, knowing smirk that sent a completely different kind of flutter through your chest.
"Wowโฆthat was pretty good satoru", I said praising softly,
"Right? I told you so," Satoru beamed, his chest puffing out with dramatic pride as he leaned back against the pillows.
He looked entirely pleased with himself, the familiar, boyish charm radiating off him as he watched you place the mug back onto the dresser.
He slid his arm around your waist, pulling you firmly so your back was resting against his chest.
His chin hooked over your shoulder, his soft white hair tickling your cheek as he let out a content sigh, seemingly content just to hold you like this amidst the scattered candy wrappers.
"Only the best for my princess," he murmured, his voice dropping into that low, smooth cadence that always sent a shiver down your spine.
His fingers began to trace idle, lazy circles against your hip, his touch warm even through your clothes.
"You deserve to be completely spoiled after a day like today."
You smiled, melting back into his embrace, but the deep, spreading warmth from the tea was starting to feel a little more intense now.
It wasn't unpleasantโjust a sudden, heavy flush of heat that seemed to pool low in your stomach, making your skin feel unusually sensitive to the brush of his shirt.
Satoru felt you shift slightly, and you could hear the quiet, amused chuckle rumble deep in his chest.
"Warm, princess?" he whispered, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear.
His palm flattening against your hip, sending another spark of that strange, sweet heat through you.
You turned your head slightly, your nose brushing against his jawline. "What did you put in that tea, Satoru?" you asked, your voice a little breathier than you intended.
He hummed, a sound that vibrated right through your back, the dark fabric of his blindfold was tied loosely, allowing you to catch the brilliant, crystalline gleam of his eyes from beneath the fringe of his white hair.
They danced with pure mischief.
"Just a little something special, A high-grade sweet blend from a boutique shop in Kyoto. I told you, I wanted to ensure you were completely relaxed tonight."
Your breath hitched as the flush in your cheeks deepened. "Satoruโ"
"Shh," he murmured, his other hand coming up to cup your cheek, his thumb sweeping across your lower lip, which still tasted faintly of strawberry and premium honey.
"You work too hard, baby. You carry all that stress around all day. I just wanted to make sure you forgot about the rest of the world. No curses, no missionsโjust this"
"Just me."
He shifted effortlessly, shifting your weight until you were sitting directly in his lap, the wrappers of the mochi and marshmallows crinkling beneath you before he cleared them away with a lazy wave of his hand.
His gaze locked onto yours, intense and entirely focused, devoid of his usual childish antics. The temperature in the room felt like it had skyrocketed, but looking into his eyes, you knew the tea was only a fraction of the reason you were burning up.
He places his hand lower to your pants line, his fingers playing with your string, your body flinches slightly your body pressing against his even more.
"SatoruโฆthisโฆI can't handle this.." you say breathing heavy, your body flutters, You reach your arms out to wrap around his neck.
"Ah-ah" satoru grabs your arm softly, before you can even wrap around him. "Let me", he says slowly removing his blindfold, your heart skips as you look into his deep gazing eyes, he places you onto your back while his ocean eye's never loses yours.
The playful, boyish charm he usually carries vanishes, replaced by a focused, heavy gaze that makes the air around the bed feel completely charged.
He pins your wrists gently but securely beside your head, his massive frame leaning over yours, effectively trapping you beneath his warmth.
Your heartbeat rings loudly in your ears as his thumb slowly brushes along your jawline, his gaze tracking the heavy flush rising up your neck.
"I told you, princess,"
Satoru murmurs, his voice dropping into a low, rumbling register that vibrates right through you.
"Tonight, you don't have to handle anything. Just focus entirely on me."
He lowers his head towards your waistband, his firm grip guides the fabric down, causing you to arch and buck your hips in anticipation.
Satoru pins you down leaving trailing hot kisses up your stomach with an intense gaze.
Satoru chuckles against your bare skin, a low vibration that makes your core ache. "Impatient, princess? And here I thought we were taking our time tonight."
"Yeah...we could've" you say lowly
He pulls the fabric completely free, tossing it somewhere onto the floor without looking. His hands slide back up your thighs, his fingers digging in just enough to anchor you to the mattress as he rises over you once more.
The cool air of the room hits your skin, but the heat radiating from Satoru is overwhelming, making you crave his touch with an intensity that leaves you completely breathless.
His gaze drops, tracking the visible tremble of your frame, before his brilliant blue eyes lock back onto yours. The slow, knowing smirk returns to his lips, fully aware of exactly what the infused tea and his deliberate pacing have done to you.
"Look at you," he murmurs, his voice a smooth, as he leans down, his chest pressing flush against yours.
"So sensitive. Let's see how much more of this you can take." He places his hand onto your panties, rubbing slow circles around your wet core.
You move your hip as he rubs you slowly, "satoruโฆstop please~", you whine "I need you so bad"
Satoru lets out a low, dark chuckle, his fingers pausing their rhythm for a single, agonizing second just to tease you. He leans down until his lips are brushing against yours, his breath hot and uneven, letting him taste the faint sweetness of the honeyed tea on your tongue.
"Stop?" he murmurs, his brilliant blue eyes darkening with an intensity that completely consumes you. "Princess, we're just getting started. If you want me that bad, you're going to have to show me exactly how much you can take."
He removes your panties that are soaked with wet juices, his gaze darkens looking at the beautiful mess you made. "Oh your such a naughty girl, huh~?" he teases, You nod biting your lower lip.
He smirks lowering his head to your throbbing core.
he places two of his fingers into you, your back arches slightly, "ahh~" you moan softly, "mmmโฆis it good baby?" he moves his finger at a fast smooth pace.
You nod frantically, "y-yesโฆ" you moan out in a stutter.
The fast, smooth friction of his fingers inside you sends a sharp jolt of electricity straight to your core. Your fingers grip the bedsheets tightly, your head tossing back against the pillows as Satoru watches every single ripple of pleasure cross your face.
You pant quickly, trying to catch your breath at his fast movements but goshโฆthis honey pack only made your hormones even worst.
"I'm hungry nowโฆI think I want something sweeter than candy" he says with a smirk.
He then places his mouth on your milking pussy, your mouth parts open slightly, "go..gojo..." you moan out, you place your hand onto his hair gripping it hardly.
His tongue flattened against your soaked core, dragging a slow, deliberate stripe from bottom to top that made your entire body jolt against the mattress.
The sensation was overwhelmingโhot, wet, and impossibly skilled as he worked you with the kind of precision that only someone like Satoru could manage.
"F*ck, you taste so good," he groaned against you, the vibration of his voice sending another sharp wave of pleasure straight through your trembling thighs. "Better than any candy I've ever had."
Your fingers tightened in his soft white hair, your hips bucking involuntarily as his tongue circled your sensitive clit with maddening slowness.
He chuckled darkly at your reaction, his large hands gripping your thighs and spreading them wider, pinning you completely open for him.
"Stay still, princess," he commanded, his brilliant blue eyes flicking up to meet yours, darkened with pure hunger. "Let me enjoy my dessert properly."
But staying still was impossible. Every flick of his tongue, every deliberate suck, every time he dipped lower to taste more of youโit all built into an unbearable pressure that had you writhing beneath him.
Your back arched off the bed as he sealed his lips around your clit, sucking with just enough pressure to make stars burst behind your eyelids.
"Satoruโoh gosh, Satoru!" you cried out, your voice breaking into desperate, breathy moans that filled the bedroom.
He hummed in approval, the sound vibrating directly against your most sensitive spot. "That's it, baby. Say my name just like that. Let me hear how good I'm making you feel."
His fingers rejoined, two of them sliding back inside you with ease, your body welcoming the intrusion with a fresh gush of wetness. He curved them perfectly, finding that spot deep inside that made your vision go white, all while his tongue continued its relentless attention on your clit.
The dual sensation was devastating. Your thighs trembled uncontrollably on either side of his head, your entire body pulled like a bowstring ready to snap.
The honey effects amplified everythingโevery nerve felt like it was on fire, every touch from Satoru felt like you could barely think, barely breathe.
"Look at you," Satoru murmured, pulling back just enough to watch his fingers disappear inside you, coated in your arousal. "So wet, so desperate. You're making such a beautiful mess for me, princess."
"Please," you whimpered, your hips rolling shamelessly against his hand, chasing the friction you so desperately needed. "Please, Satoru, I needโ"
"What do you need?" he interrupted, his voice dropping into that commanding tone that made your core clench around his fingers. "Use your words, baby. Tell me exactly what you want."
"I need to come," you gasped out, your cheeks burning with the admission. "Please, I need to come so badlyโ"
His smirk was absolutely wicked. "Since you asked so nicely..."
He dove back in with renewed intensity, his tongue moving in rapid, precise circles while his fingers pumped faster, harder, hitting that perfect spot with every thrust.
The wet, sounds of him devouring you filled the room, mixing with your increasingly frantic moans and pleas.
Your grip on his hair became almost painful, but Satoru only groaned in encouragement, the slight sting spurring him on.
He was completely focused, reading every twitch of your body, every hitch in your breath, adjusting his rhythm to push you closer and closer to the edge.
"That's my good girl," he praised between strokes of his tongue. "You're so close, aren't you? I can feel you tightening around my fingers. Come for me, princess. Let go."
The pressure building inside you reached a breaking point. Your breathing became ragged, desperate gasps as your entire body tensed. Satoru's fingers curled harder, his tongue flicking rapidly against your swollen clit, and suddenly you were fallingโ
"Satoru!" you screamed, your back arching completely off the bed as the orgasm crashed through you in devastating waves.
Your thighs clamped around his head, your body convulsing as pleasure ripped through every nerve ending, white-hot and all-consuming.
Satoru didn't stop. He worked you through every pulse, every aftershock, his tongue gentling but never leaving you, drawing out your climax until you were a trembling, oversensitive mess beneath him.
Only when you weakly pushed at his head, completely overwhelmed, did he finally pull back.
He rose up over you, his lips and chin glistening with evidence of your release, that satisfied smirk firmly in place. He brought his fingers to his mouth, maintaining eye contact as he slowly licked them clean, savoring every drop.
"Delicious," he murmured, his voice rough with arousal. "But I'm not nearly done with you yet, princess."
Your eyes widened as you felt the hard length of him pressing against your thigh through his pants,
and you realized with a shiver of anticipation that this was only the beginning of what Satoru had planned for the night.
Guysss, I have a great idea but gosh I really don't know which one I should pick!!
I seriously love ENHYPEN and Jujutsu kaisen
and if you guys knoww jake and gojo ARE THE EATERS! (I'm talking about ๐ฑ eaters btw)
BUT! out of those two Idk which one is the better eater๐...
SO THATS WHERE YOU ๐ซต come on, I need you guys to help me pick who I should make my one-shot be based off, its about them being a eater also so choose wisely~~
(I just might make it be gojo)
Guysss, I have a great idea but gosh I really don't know which one I should pick!!
I seriously love ENHYPEN and Jujutsu kaisen
and if you guys knoww jake and gojo ARE THE EATERS! (I'm talking about ๐ฑ eaters btw)
BUT! out of those two Idk which one is the better eater๐...
SO THATS WHERE YOU ๐ซต come on, I need you guys to help me pick who I should make my one-shot be based off, its about them being a eater also so choose wisely~~
(I just might make it be gojo)
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Idk if the person that recommended this wanted it to be a, beg during sex, or like beg for it if the partner tells them to?
So I just did it with who's most likely to beg for it, if their partner tells them to.
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Most-
Jake
WOOF WOOF๐ถ
The moment he ask for sex and you tell him to beg, he bites his bottom lip, and his face turns to a pouty like expression.
He gets onto his knee places his hand on your knees and says,
"baby...please, I've been waiting to get this off so bad",
"Can I please f*ck you?"
Sunoo
Right behind Jake, Sunoo.
He would not hesitate to use his full-blown emotional charm to get his way.
The moment you ask him to beg you to f*ck him, he gets caught off guard and gasps dramatically, but then immediately leans closer with a sweet, whining tone, saying.
"Are you really going to make me beg? Youโre so cruelโฆ fine,"
"please?, can I f*ck you, Just look at how much I want you."
Both ways-
Jay
Jay is both, like he would beg, and sometimes when he's really horny he wouldn't waste time begging.
but once you told him to beg for sex, for the first time, Instead of dropping to his knees or putting on a cute, submissive pout like Jake.
Jay turns the request into something incredibly intense, he reaches out, firmly gripping your waist and traps you against the surface behind you.
He leans down until his lips are practically brushing against your ear, his voice drops into a smooth tone, he says.
"You really think you can control me like that?...fine, you want it? you got it."
He kneels down to your thighs, gripping onto them while looking into your eyes,
"Let me f*ck you baby, let me show you how good I can make you feel tonight"
Jungwon
Jungwon is both ways honestly as well, I don't really have a big explanation on why, but he just really gives that vibe A LOT.
When you make the request for him to beg, his expression isn't serious or defensive, he looks down at you, his sharp eyes softening as he realizes you aren't playing a game.
You are just completely caught up in the intensity of feelings the moment could give you.
A quiet, breathless little laugh escapes his lips, and that classic, dimpled cat-smirk appears, finding your vulnerability incredibly endearing.
He reaches up, his thumb gently smoothing over your cheekbone, lifting your face slightly so he can look directly into your eyes.
"You really want to hear me say it? hm?" his voice is quiet, smooth, and completely steady, "Youโre really going to make me do that?"
Because he cares so much about your satisfaction and treating your pleasure like a shared mission, he decides to give you exactly what you need to hear.
He doesn't drop his pride or put on a pouty show like jake, Instead, he leans down slowly, closing every single inch of distance until his chest is pressing warm and heavy against yours.
He slides his hands down to your waist, his grip firm, grounding, and completely possessive, pulling your hips against his, he tucks his head into the crook of your neck, his breath hot against your pulse point as his voice drops into a deep, raspy whisper.
"Okay... fine. If it makes you feel good, I'll say it." He lets out a low, heavy grunt right against your skin.
"Please, baby. I don't want to wait anymore, Just let me have you."
LEAST-
Sunghoon
I don't see sunghoon begging at all honestly, he's just not a beggar, but once you asked him to beg you, his competitive side kicks in.
He treats your boundary like a challenge he needs to conquer, he reaches up and firmly grips your chin, forcing you to look him dead in the eye so you can't avoid his sharp gaze.
A dark, intense smirk replaces his nervous laugh.
"You're getting brave tonight, aren't you? trying to make rules for me?" He leans closer, his breath hot against your lips.
"Let's see how long you can actually hold out."
Ni-ki
Hello???, Ni-ki does nott have time for begging like he doesn't even play like that๐ญ. (I KNOW dada)
He likes to be in control not the other way around!
When you tell him to beg, he doesn't react defensively at all, he just stays completely relaxed, a slow, knowing smirk playing on his lips.
He lets his eyes track down your body and back up, completely unbothered by your challenge.
He moves deliberately, closing the distance between you with a slow, confident stride, without breaking eye contact for even a second, he reaches out and smoothly hooks his arm around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest in one fluid motion.
His grip on your waist is firm and grounding, he lifts his free hand, casually tracing his fingers up your neck before his hand catches your chin, tilting your face up to his.
He looks down at you, his smirk widening just a fraction as his voice drops into that smooth, quiet tone.
"You want me to beg?"
Before you can even answer, his hand slides down from your hip and delivers a sharp, loud slap right against your a*s, breaking your composure instantly.
He keeps his hand resting heavily right where he just struck, his thumb stroking your skin as he leans in close enough for his breath to fan over your lips.
"Try again, you know it's the opposite, baby."
He keeps it completely calm and smooth, he proves that he doesn't even have to try hard to keep absolute control he just naturally commands and dominates.
Haii luvlies hope you guys enjoyed my thoughttss and shout out to miss. @heeseunggnueseeh for the Idea!
and btw if you guys have a problem with the photo I chose of ENHYPEN get over it, I love my ot7 pics and I love some ot6 pics.
I respect enhypen and heeseung
ANYWAYS!, If you guys have any thoughts on a post I should make let me knowww I NEED ideas!.
Now playing-Cool with you (new jeans) and Hype boy (new jeans)
You walked off of the campus, your purse around your waist, the sun hitting your thighs and the wind swigging your hair.
Your mini skirt bounced as you walked confidently, towards your car.
But under all that confidence you were worried, your mom hired you a tutor, you were failing two classes and you HAD to pass one of them.
You slacked off of this whole semester partying and buying useless things.
But besides you being worried and annoyed that your 'time' would be wasted, sunoo, yes, the popular nerd.
the nerd that EVERYONE always put you against, "sunoo or y/n", but why not sunoo and y/n...?
You could tell he had been crushing on you since high school, so you've always ignored him. But now you'd have to be face to face with him, you've never been more annoyed in your life.
You rolled your eyes stepping into the car, you pulled your phone out, and quickly dialed his number that the principal wrote on a paper.
the phone rang one, twice, beep beep, he didn't answer,
"Oh my goshh!" you yelled in your car.
"Ugh he can't even be on time!, he's so useless...", you grab your lip stick to fix your make-up, you then hear laughing outside of your car.
there it was him, Your eye twitched a bit, he's laughing...laughing with his friends, he didn't even knowledge you.
But why should you even care if you don't like him.
You slammed your lipstick back into your purse, the sharp click echoing in the tense silence of your car.
You shouldn't care, you were y/n, you were the girl everyone either wanted to be or wanted to be with, and Sunoo was just the guy who happened to share your spotlight.
Yet, watching him laugh while he talked to his friends made a strange spike of irritation? shoot through you.
He was supposed to be your tutor, he was supposed to be in your car to help save your grades, not out here ignoring your calls.
You rolled down the car window, the warm afternoon air rushing in, and leaned your elbow against the frame.
"Sunoo!" you called out, your voice carrying that sharp, commanding edge that usually made people instantly freeze.
The laughter at the sidewalk died down instantly, his friends looked over first, nudging him, but sunooโs reaction was the one that caught your attention.
The moment his eyes landed on your car, his entire demeanor shifted, the confident, easy going smile vanished, it replaced by a sudden, flustered panic.
His cheeks flushed a light pink, and he quickly bid his friends goodbye, practically tripping over his own sneakers as he hurried over to your passenger side.
He opened the door cautiously, sliding into the leather seat, the scent of his clean laundry detergent immediately mixed with your expensive perfume.
"I...I'm so sorry, y/n," sunoo murmured, his voice soft, almost breathless, as he looked down at his lap, his fingers nervously tugging at the strap of his backpack.
"My phone was on silent because of my last lecture, I didn't mean to keep you waiting."
You didn't answer right away, Instead, you slowly put the car in drive, and fixed you eye make-up, the silence stretch just long enough to make him shift uncomfortably in his seat.
You then glanced over at him, taking in his wide, anxious eyes and the way he bit his lower lip, completely at your mercy.
"If you're going to save my grades, sunoo," you said smoothly, a small, smirk finally playing on your lips as you hit the gas, "you're going to need to answer on the first ring, Understand?"
He swallowed hard, a tiny, nod escaping him, "Yes y/n, I understand."
You took a sharp turn out of the campus parking lot, heading straight toward your neighborhood.
The drive was completely silent, you could only hear the low hum of the engine and the quiet, uneven breaths sunoo was taking next to you.
Every time you glanced over, he was staring out the window, his knuckles white from gripping his backpack strap. He looked absolutely terrified, yet there was a faint, undeniable blush dusting his cheeks.
Pulling into your long driveway, you cut the engine. you didn't move immediately, forcing him to sit in the sudden quiet of the parked car.
"Get your things," you commanded softly, unlocking the doors, "Right, okay," Sunoo muttered, quickly scrambling out of the passenger seat.
He followed a step behind you as you walked up to the massive front doors of your house, his eyes darting around the expensive entryway.
Your parents weren't home they rarely were which meant you had the entire place to yourself.
And more importantly, you had sunoo entirely to yourself.
You kicked off your heels by the door and walked into the living room, tossing your purse onto the kitchen island. Sunoo stood awkwardly just by the door, clutching his bag against his chest like a shield, unsure if he was even allowed to sit down.
"Don't just stand there like a statue," you said, turning around to look at him. You leaned back against the counter, crossing your arms and letting your gaze sweep over him from head to toe.
"Go to the dining table, set up", "okay," he whispered with a little nod.
He hurried over to the heavy oak table, pulling out a chair with a soft scrape against the hardwood floor.
He began unloading his things, a neatly organized binder, pristine textbooks, and a pencil case. his hands were shaking slightly.
You then walked over slowly, the soft thud of your bare feet on the floor making him tense up. Instead of sitting in the chair next to him, you stood right behind him, leaning over his shoulder.
The scent of your perfume completely enveloped him, and you could see the exact moment the hairs on the back of his neck stood up.
"So," you murmured right next to his ear, watching his breath hitch. "Where exactly are we starting, teacher?"
Sunoo swallowed hard, his eyes staring wide at his open textbook, though he clearly couldn't focus on a single word.
"U-Uh, your mom said you're failing AP chemistry and calculus, so we should probably start with Chemistry... it's a bit harder to memorize the formulas if you're behind."
He looked up at you through his eyelashes, his dark eyes wide, submissive, and completely captivated.
He was practically begging for you to take the lead, even though he was supposed to be the one teaching you.
You then pulled out the chair directly next to him, you slid into the seat, crossing your legs and propping your chin up on your hand, staring at him with an expectant, gaze.
"Fine, explain," you said smoothly, "Let's see if you're actually as smart as everyone says."
Sunooโs cheeks blushed turning into a deep crimson, he scrambled to turn the pages of the massive AP Chemistry textbook, his fingers fumbling with the glossy paper.
"Right, Okay, So, we're looking at chemical equilibrium and Le Chatelier's principle."
He started reading through the notes, trying his absolute best to sound professional. His voice was inherently soft and melodic, but it kept cracking under the sheer pressure of your eyes on him.
Every few seconds, his gaze would nervously dart from the page over to you, checking your reaction, completely desperate for your approval.
But you didn't look at the book once you just kept your eyes locked on his face, watching the way his throat bobbed when he swallowed, and how his eyelashes fluttered whenever you shifted your weight in your chair.
"Y/N?" he murmured, stopping mid-sentence, he noticed you hadn't written a single thing down.
"are you uhm, following?"
his voice dropping to a breathless whisper as you leaned in just a fraction closer, completely invading his personal space.
You reached out slowly, your eyes never leaving his flustered face as you aimed for a sleek mechanical pencil resting right next to his hand.
You didn't just grab it, you intentionally let your fingers slide slowly across the back of his hand, your skin warm against his.
Sunoo gasped softly, a tiny, involuntary sound catching in his throat. he froze instantly, his hand twitching beneath your touch as if he had just received a mild electric shock.
The deep crimson color on his cheeks immediately rushed down his neck, coloring his collarbones in a pretty pink.
Le Chatelier's principle vanished entirely from his mind, he stared down at your hand, his lips parting slightly, his chest rising and falling in shallow, quick breaths.
He didn't pull his hand away. Instead, he just sat there, completely paralyzed by your touch, waiting to see what you would do next.
You casually picked up the pencil, swirling it between your fingers with a sharp, smirk. "You're shaking, sunoo," "Am I really that distracting?" you joked.
He swallowed hard, his dark eyes looking up at you with total, helpless submission. "Yes," he whispered honestly, his voice barely audible "You are".
"Hm, well sunoo..." you said, your voice dropping to a low, smooth murmur right next to his ear.
"I don't understand this part at all, you're going to have to explain it much better than that."
Sunooโs breath hitched completely, he tried to look down at the page, but you gently but firmly commanded, "Look at me while you're talking."
His soft eyes snapped up to yours, wide and completely trapped by your gaze. He was so flustered he could barely remember his own name, let alone chemistry formulas.
"I... the equation..." he stammered, his voice trailing off as he stared at your lips, totally captivated and helpless against your teasing. "It's just... you have to balance both sides, Y/N."
"Is that so?" you smirked, enjoying every second of the absolute chaos you were causing in his head.
"Because right now, it feels like I'm the one holding all the balance here",
You reached across the table, your fingers sliding over the smooth cover of his notebook. with a slow, deliberate movement, you slid it entirely out of his reach and placed it onto the side of the table.
"I want you to explain it with your mouth, not your book," you said, your voice dropping to a smooth, commanding murmur as you leaned in even closer.
"I want you to tell me, and don't stop looking at me either."
Sunooโs eyes dilated, tracking the movement of your hand before snapping right back to yours.
His hands rested flat on the empty table, his fingers twitching against the wood. without the textbook to hide behind, he looked completely exposed, his chest rising and falling in rapid, shallow breaths.
The command to keep eye contact was almost too much for him; his gaze flickered down to your lips for a split second before darting back up to meet your piercing stare.
"Iโฆ" he started, his voice a breathless, shaky whisper, he swallowed hard, trying to find the words while his brain went insane under the intensity of your gaze.
"Theโฆ the equilibrium constant, It measures the ratio of products to reactants, Ifโฆ if you change the conditions, the whole system shifts to fix it."
He paused, his face burning a brilliant crimson, but he forced himself to keep looking directly into your eyes, just like you told him to.
He was completely captivated, totally at the mercy of whatever you decided to do next. "If you disturb it," he whispered, his voice cracking slightly as a small, helpless look crossed his face, "it changes everything."
"awww good job" you praise, "now I have a question for you" you pause for a second, twirling the pencil in your hand, you then look into his eyes.
"How long have you liked me?".
Sunooโs entire body went rigid, the faint, shaky rhythm of his breathing stopped completely. For a second, it felt like the entire room went dead silent.
The bright crimson blush that had been creeping up his neck suddenly exploded across his entire face, reaching all the way to the tips of his ears.
His lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.
You kept twirling the pencil between your fingers, you then tapped your nail against your dinning table the only sound filling the space between you and him.
You leaned in just a little closer, making sure he couldn't look away even if he tried.
"I..." Sunoo stammered, his fingers tightly gripping the edge of the oak table now.
He tried to swallow, but his throat was completely dry, he knew he couldn't lie to you. Not when you were looking at him like you already knew the answer.
Not when you held all the power.
He dropped his gaze for a split second out of pure panic, but remembering your rule, his soft worried, wide eyes snapped right back up to yours, looking entirely helpless.
"Since... since sophomore year," he whispered, his voice incredibly soft, almost pleading.
"When we had to share a locker row, you... you never noticed me, but I've... I've liked you since then."
You let out a soft, sigh, the sharp edge of your mean-girl persona melting away in an instant.
You looked down at the pencil in your hand, suddenly finding it hard to maintain that intense, commanding stare.
"I've always noticed you, dummy," you mumbled, your voice dropping its sharp bite and becoming unusually quiet. "I just..."
You trailed off, the sudden wave of honesty making your own cheeks warm up for the first time all afternoon.
You then looked back up at his wide, hopeful eyes, you felt a sudden rush of flustered adrenaline. "Just shut up."
Before he could even process the change in your tone, you reached out and grabbed the collar of his neatly pressed school uniform jacket.
You pulled him forward, closing the distance between you, and pressed your lips to his in a soft, but deep kiss.
Sunoo completely froze, the kiss was gentle, deep, a sharp contrast to how demanding you had been just seconds ago.
After a moment of pure shock, you felt the tension melt out of his shoulders.
His eyelashes fluttered, and he leaned into the touch, his breath hitching softly against your lips as he completely surrendered to the moment.
When you finally pulled back, just an inch away, his eyes slowly blinked open, he looked dazed, his lips slightly parted and his face a deep, brilliant shade of pink.
"What...?" you asked, his voice was completely breathless as he stared at you, his heart practically hammering against his ribs.
You rolled you eyes, you grabbed onto his arm and dragged him to your bedroom.
"Y/n...wait...!" he yelled nervous, "what are you a virgin or something?" you teased.
"No!...I just...", "What" your voice dropped to a low, soft tone. "You don't want this?" you asked.
He looked at you, all of you, "I've wished for this..." he said softly, you smirked pushing him back onto your bed.
"Then let me give you it"
You slowly removed your shirt revealing your white lingerie bra, you kept you eyes on sunoo's expression.
He gulped slowly, his face pink and his glasses half off, your eyes then trailed to his visible bulge in his pants.
"Oh my...your already worked up and I haven't done anything yet..." you then make your way towards sunoo his body lying on your bed.
You crawl onto his body slowly,
"Uuggh..."
he moans softly, "shh, your so loud, I haven't even touched your cock yet..." you chuckle softly.
"You're...so pretty..." he says looking into your eyes, your heart pounds softly, you quickly unbutton his school uniform, pulling his shirt off.
his nipples were light pink with his skin being a beautiful pale tone mixed with a pink tint.
You place your fingers onto his nipple, the moment you do so it stiffens a bit, you then pitch it softly.
"Ahh..!" he whines, "shush...don't whine until I say so" you command.
he places his hand on his mouth, "mmm good boy" you lower your head and kiss his neck softly.
he whines softly under his mouth, "Your such a sensitive slut, you wanted me so bad but now your about to cum just from a kiss?"
You sit on top of his crotch dry humping him slowly, "Mmm..." you moan softly.
"Your so hard already...you feel so big...", sunoo moves his hips slowly matching your pace.
"Can I enter you now..." sunoo says desperately, "Are you really that horny already?," You grip onto his hair.
"Don't rush me baby...I want you to remember this, y/n f*cking you so good".
You then remove your skirt your white lace panties matching your bra perfectly painting you as an angel.
Sunoo looks at you as if he's seen the light, he places his hands onto your hips, "Nuh uh baby..." you say slapping his hands off of your hip.
"I want you to remove your pants for me..." you command, he quickly obeys, he fumbles with his belt trying to get it off.
He then finally takes it off and slides his pants down then his boxers, you look at his cock. his cock was red, pretty, and big.
"You look so prettyโฆ" you say, he blushes hard, "What...my penisโฆ?" he says flustered.
You grab his length into your hands making him jolt a bit, "Your whole body, your sensitive nipples, your pretty face, and your cute cockโฆ" you praise.
You start to pump him slowly, "mmmโฆy/n pleaseโฆ" he moans, you then lean down and lick the tip of his cock, "Aha~โฆ" he whimpers softly.
You then kitten lick his tip repeatedly, sunoo couldn't stop squirming, he whined and moaned desperately.
You then put his whole cock in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down.
"Y/n! I'm-ahh~!" he moans loudly, you then cover his mouth, you remove your mouth off of his cock.
"Your being such a babyโฆ" you spit on his cock rubbing it slowly, he whines under your mouth, "ShhโฆI want you to last for me, cum when I tell you baby" you command.
"o..okayโฆ" he says whimpering.
you then remove your panties, and align yourself with his tip , you slowly slide down making both of you let out a soft moan.
"F*ckโฆ" you whispered to yourself, "your so bigโฆ"
you start moving your hips, rolling in circles, sunoo's hands were on the sheets gripping them hard as he tries to hold back from the pleasure.
Sunoo felt so overwhelmed, it felt so unreal, he had been dreaming of this, but the feeling was more than a dream.
You moved your hips up and down,
"Your so warm and tightโฆy/n" sunoo moans out, you then place your hands onto his chest for support.
The sound of skin slapping filled the room, mixed with both your moans.
You leaned down and bit Sunoo's neck, he let out a cute yelp, you then sucked onto it softly to soothe the pain.
But then your hips had a mind of their own, moving faster than you intended, "I'm closeโฆ" you moaned softly.
"Me tooโฆcan Iโฆplease y/nโฆ" he whimpered, "not yet" you command, you wanted to come with him, but controlling yourself from the tight feeling of his cock filling you up was difficult.
"Y/n I'm going to cum! please let me cum for you!" he yelled out, you then slam your hips onto him, "Cum with me, sunoo" you moan out.
Sunoo's back arches slightly as he releases a huge load into you, the feeling of him filling you up made you also reach your climax.
"Mmph~!" you moaned onto his shoulder, you then lift your hips slowly.
His white cum leaked out of you and onto your bed sheets, "awโฆyou made a mess" you say softly.
Sunoo was panting, trying to catch his breath, "I'm sorryโฆy/n" he says out of breath, you giggle softly, then lie next to him, "It's okayโฆI'll make you clean it later" you say.
You turn your face to him, "you did amazingโฆ" you praise him,
his hair was stuck to his forehead from the sweat, and his face was still flushed red, you place your hand onto his cheek.
"Let's stay like this for a littleโฆthen we can really start studying" you say, he smiles weakly, and wraps his arm around you,
"I'd like that" he says softly.
You both lay there, the silence was comfortable, the scent of sex and perfume filled the room, but the only thing you could think about was the feeling of sunoo's skin against yours.
For the first time in a long while, you felt a kind of peace, a feeling you hadn't even realized you were missing.
And it wasn't going to be the last time you'd feel that warm peace, Kim sunoo the joy of your crazy, and exciting life.
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