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moonhoures · 7 months
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🕷️ kinktober — day 9: cockwarming 🕸️
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pairing: jiung (p1harmony) + reader (g/n)
genre: non-idol!au, fluff, smut
warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, explicit smut, established relationship, morning sex, cockwarming, edging (kinda? sorry jiung 😅), somnophilia (idk if this really counts but i’m putting it just in case!), pet names: ‘ji’ & ‘baby’ for jiung
word count: ~1.8k
synopsis: just some good ol’ morning sex with bf!jiung 😌
posted: october 9, 2023
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Your bedroom was enveloped in a layer of thin darkness provided by the gloomy, rainy weather settling outside of your windows. Sundays were usually your chore and errand day of the week, but when your eyes cracked open for the first time this morning and saw the nasty weather, you threw those plans out the window (metaphorically). Instead of getting up to start your day, you snuggled yourself further into the warmth of your sheets, pulling them tighter to you. You snuggled your face into the plush of your pillow, and shifted your hips back for a more comfortable position. Only, your behind met something solid, which had you concerned and confused, but only for a moment.
“Hey, quit hogging the covers.”
You melted into relief as you remembered that your boyfriend had stayed the night and was sleeping just behind you. His presence made itself clear as he turned to face you, tugging back some of the sheets. He lifted them up while he scooted closer to you, letting the soft fabric fall over the both of you. You felt his arm encircle your waist and pull you closer to his front.
“I forgot you were here,” the grogginess of just waking up was evident in your voice, cracking some of the syllables.
“Ouch,” Jiung mumbled with fake-hurt, making you laugh softly, “Glad to know I have such a big impact on your life.”
“Well you haven’t stayed the night in so long. Excuse me for not being used to waking up with you next to me.”
Your boyfriend leaned forward and kissed your shoulder that was exposed by the neck of your shirt slipping to the side. You instinctively scrunched up, trying to avoid the tickling sensation that came with his lips and breath brushing against your sensitive skin. But he persisted, hands holding onto your hips to keep you still while he attempted to kiss your neck. The best he could manage was leaving chaste pecks on the nape of your neck.
“I’m sorry I haven’t been able to spend the night,” he apologized with a smile as he held you close, spooning you. Your hands found his at your navel, and you intertwined your fingers with his, “I’ll have to change that soon.”
“I would like to wake up like this more often,” you confessed, making your boyfriend smile even wider.
“Yeah?”
“Mhm,” you nodded, scooting yourself impossibly closer to him. He hoped you didn’t hear the small noise he let out when you brushed against the subtle tent forming in his shorts. But of course he couldn’t get that lucky, “Seems like you would, too.”
“Babe-“ he groaned in embarrassment, his arms tightening around you. You laughed at his expense.
“If you had morning wood, you could’ve just said so, Ji.”
“I didn’t- I don’t- I-,” your boyfriend sighed, half in defeat and half in frustration. It’s not like he was the one that rubbed his erection against your ass, “It’ll go away, just . . . don’t touch it.”
Secretly, you loved making Jiung flustered like this. He was always so cute when he got nervous and stuttered over his words. You wished you could see how pink his cheeks were getting. How wide his eyes were. You decided to tease him further, not-so-innocently shifting to “get more comfortable” and brushing even more against his bulge in the process.
“________,” he warned you, hand gripping your waist in attempt to stop your movements.
“You’re right, I’m too tired for that right now,” you sighed, but the gears were already turning in that pretty head of yours, “Unless . . . you want to just put it in and nap some more with me?”
“How is that any fun?” he asked, a slight pout to his lips. But he wasn’t denying you, so that was something.
“I guess it’s not supposed to be,” you shrugged, “But it’s intimate. And if you’re good, I might reward you.”
“Might?”
“Fine, I will reward you. But only if you stay still and let me nap.”
Jiung mulled it over for a minute, but he truly didn’t think he had the strength, the self control. Still, he was never one to turn down the opportunity to have sex with you. There were very few things he could think of that were better than being buried inside of you, so this just felt like a no brainer.
“Think you can do that?” you asked him, peeking over your shoulder to see him struggling in his own contemplation. The dark shadows on his face brightened with the flash of lightning that illuminated the room for a split second, followed by a low rumble of thunder off in the distance.
“Uh huh,” he nodded, even though he knew you couldn’t see him do so.
It was a blessing and curse that you decided to sleep in only your underwear and one of his t-shirts. A blessing in the sense that it gave him easier access, and a curse in the sense that the easy access only turned him on more, making his erection stand at full attention, hard and uncomfortable. He thought a quick, thankful prayer as he took his weeping cock out from his sleep shorts. If you hadn’t decided you wanted to cockwarm him, he would’ve waited entirely too long to take care of his morning wood in the bathroom like a gentleman. He made a mental note to treat you real good the next time you had proper sex.
“Are you ready now?” he asked, not wanting to dive right in too soon and have it be uncomfortable for you.
“Honestly, Ji, I’ve been wet since I woke up,” you admitted with a small giggle, “So yeah.”
A small fluttering feeling took up space in his chest as he wondered if you were wet because of him. Had you dreamed of him? You had never had a wet dream about him—as far as he knew—so the possibility made him really happy.
He decided not to waste anymore time, so he discreetly used some of his spit to moisten the grip on his dick, rubbing it out a little before getting closer to your center. The fabric of your underwear was easy to move out of the way, and in seconds he was sinking into you with a small hiss. Inch by inch, he fed his length to your hole, letting you suck him in with a familiar warmth that felt like the most impure hug.
“Fuck, you feel good,” he couldn’t help himself from admitting. Once he was seated deep within your heat he got the overwhelming urge to thrust, but the voice of his conscience told him to keep himself in check. It shouldn’t be too bad, all he had to do was hold you and stay still until the both of you nodded back off to sleep. But how long do they plan on napping? he thought. I don’t know how long I can do this before I go insane.
A mix of a hum and a small sigh left you as you felt yourself become full. Jiung watched you practically melt into the bed, your shoulders dropping with relaxation and your head nestling further into your pillow. He pressed a kiss to the back of your head without even thinking about it. His body moved on its own, doing what his heart wanted him to. He smiled at your cozy state, hugging you again. His legs were almost entangled with yours in this position. You two were so close that you basically became one entity.
“This feels nice,” you spoke so softly, moments away from falling back into a slumber.
Jiung wanted to agree, but he was focusing too much on relaxing and not bucking his hips into yours like he so badly wanted to. So instead, he hummed weakly in agreement, fingertips softly gripping the flesh of your tummy as he tried not to adjust his position. If he moved even a centimeter while inside of you, he knew the drag of his cock against your walls would feel too good for him to stay quiet and keep his cool.
“Ji,” you called his name, a hint of a smile on your lips, though he couldn’t see it since he was behind you and his eyes were screwed shut in concentration, “You okay?”
“Mhm, just- trying to stay still like you asked.”
You chuckled faintly. He really was the cutest—and the most obedient, you’ve noticed, “You’re doing good, baby. Just a while longer.”
Jiung nodded, but inside he was whining like a sick puppy. Just a while longer, he thought.
A few minutes turned into several minutes, and eventually became over half an hour. Jiung had finally gotten to a point where he was fully relaxed, cuddling you and focusing on your lulling breaths to keep himself at bay, and it worked. Your delicate snoring didn’t even faze him as his eyes fell closed and he began nodding off beside you. He awoke after a while when you shifted in his warm embrace, hips slightly rutting against his. A choked groan squeaked out of his lips before he could stop it.
“Sorry, baby, did I wake you?” you asked him, purposefully beginning to rock your hips in the most subtle way that it could seem accidental.
“Ah- Please,” he breathed out in a sheepish tone, his hand quickly moving from your stomach back to your hips. His fingertips gripped onto your skin desperately, trying to get you to stop moving.
“What? I thought you wanted to fuck me, Ji?”
“I- I do,” his words came out in pants as his groin began to feel like it was on fire again. His cock throbbed with the anguishing need to cum.
“Then fuck me.”
It was the most gentle command he had ever heard, but the most compelling. Not even a second went by before he was thrusting into you with fervor. Your lip was sucked in between your teeth as you tried to bite back moans and failed. Jiung was a sweet lover, always so attentive and never selfish. He did tend to get a little ambitious sometimes, and those were the few times he would cum before you did. Now seemed like it would be one of those times, but you couldn’t blame him. He had suffered long enough while you cock warmed him. He was a good boy, and did exactly as you asked of him. He deserved to cum first.
“Cum whenever you’re ready, baby.”
“Thank you,” a long, pathetic moan followed his words as his hips stuttered behind your own. He jerked and twitched with every rope of cum that painted your insides. Overwhelming pleasure was all he felt, and in that moment all the waiting he had to do was worth it. Absolutely worth it.
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sxcret-garden · 3 months
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P1Harmony Reaction ღ Their s/o wearing lingerie [M]
ღ P1Harmony Keeho, Theo, Jiung, Intak x gn!reader ღ genre: reaction, smut ღ warnings: none
(requested)
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Keeho:
you're making out with him and clothes are flying off one by one as both of you already know where this night will lead you
can't suppress a grin once he discovers that you're wearing lingerie underneath your other clothes
"Came prepared, huh?" - teases you and makes sure to press his lips back against yours before you can reply
he likes seeing you like this, and he likes knowing you're wearing it for him even more, and he will make sure to tell you that
in between teases and praises he lets his lips explore your body, and it doesn't take long until he has you trapped underneath him on the bed
"Fuck you're gorgeous... can't wait to tear all of this off of you..."
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Theo:
very flustered the first time he sees you in lingerie
he has no idea how to react - it's not that he doesn't think it looks good on you, it's just that he's not so patient as to take the time to appreciate the cloth that is very much in his way chdbdnnxxn
will start leaving kisses down your body eventually, and tug at the underwear with his teeth in hopes you understand what he's trying to tell you
but when you stay oblivious he'll become a bit more pushy
his hands roaming your body and brushing the fabric aside, he touches your most sensitive spots directly, and as he buries his head in your neck you can hear him mutter, almost growling,
"Let's take these off... they're in my way."
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Jiung:
a small "oh" escapes him as he watches you walk into the room, dressed in nothing but lingerie
the way you look takes his breath away to say the least, and he welcomes you into his lap, still unable to stop staring as you're straddling him
his hands find purchase on your hips, and when his eyes meet yours, he leans in for a kiss
"You're beautiful... and also very sexy..." - he whispers those words into the kiss
eventually lets his fingertips explore your body unhurriedly, as if it was the first time, mapping out where the lace wraps around your skin like he’s trying to memorize its exact position
is gonna take his time with you today, in order to worship you and to make sure you feel his appreciation with every bit of fabric he eventually removes from your body
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Intak:
he definitely likes the sight of you in some lingerie, and so time and time again you surprise him by wearing it
he's also the type to notice right away when you've bought a new set, even if it looks similar to one you've had for a while, and will make sure to comment on that
can't take his eyes off of you as you're putting on a little show for him, and drinks up every single second of it
when you finally get on top of him he can only mutter a curse, muffled by your lips pressed against his
"I don't think we need this anymore..." - tugs at the underwear eventually as he flips your positions around
and suddenly he's not so patient anymore as he peels it off your body in a hurry, eager to have full access to wherever he wants
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hksool · 9 months
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𓆩♡𓆪 call me maybe 𓆩♡𓆪
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synopsis. when you tell piwon that you miss them
pairing. bf!piwon x reader genre. fluff
a/n. english is not my first language so apologies for any misspelling or grammar. i hope u like it !! :))) let me know if you'd like to be tagged !!
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✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ KEEHO
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✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ THEO
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✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ JIUNG
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✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ INTAK
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✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ SOUL
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✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ JONGSEOB
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✩ ── ⋅ ⋅✩ ── ⋅ ⋅✩ ── ⋅ ⋅✩ ── ⋅ ⋅✩ ── ⋅ ⋅✩ ──
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catboyieejeno · 12 days
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bf! intak who falls asleep on your shoulder during car rides and plane rides instead of the other way around. probably drools a little too, but you don’t have it in you to wake him up because his eyes are half opened and his cheek is completely smooshed. so endearing, it would be a crime to disturb him :(
bf! intak who blushes furiously when you kiss his cheek. kisses on the lips are phenomenal, and they are his absolute favorite—but there’s something so sweet about you giving him a kiss on the cheek, especially when you have to stand on your tippy toes and rest your hands on his chest.
proceeds to hold your hands where they rest, looking down to hide the flustered, dorky smile that takes over his features.
“one more” he’ll ask, giving you the softest, pleading eyes. “please?”
bf! intak who blows raspberries on your tummy, and kisses it after. who also has a habit of playing with your fingers, or your rings if you’re wearing any. who has to be touching you at all times, whether it’s a hand on your hip, or your knee, or the small of your back. has to be touching you, and if he isn’t because you’re not nearby, he’ll perk his head up, and look around until he spots you. jogs over and fits his hand into yours with a kiss to your knuckles, mumbling “i was wondering where you went :(“ “but it’s okay!” he beams “cause i found you!”
bf! intak who wakes you up by accident every morning when his lips press into your shoulder or your neck or your jaw. the funny thing is: he’s still asleep. he’s kissing you and nuzzling into you in his sleep with his warm cheek pressing against yours and his hair tickling your face. his arm pulls you tighter to him when you stir, and finally, he wakes up when you stretch, in fear that you actually meant to get up.
“don’t get up yet… please, you’re s’warm..”
“intak, baby, i was just stretching.”
“come closer >:(“
scowls but with his eyes closed until you’re completely wrapped around him and under the mountain of blankets again.
bf! intak who always insists on showering with you. 9/10 times, he’s in there with you, and 6/10 times, it isn’t even sexual. he’s making a mohawk out of your hair with shampoo, and molding his own hair to match with a silly grin on his face. he’s scrubbing your face wash lovingly onto your cheeks and kissing your nose as you smile up at him (then proceeds to wash his face like a MAN all rough and crazy, which earns him a bit of a scolding from you). he holds you under the water and steals little pecks as the water bill gets higher and higher (at this point, you would’ve saved more water taking separate showers).
if you guys are playing music he’s singing loudly between giggles and designating parts so that you guys can put on a little concert. If there’s no music then he’s bickering with you about how you’re hogging the hot water, so he pushes you out of the way. only stays there for a few seconds though, cause the thought of you being cold makes his heart break a little. switches sides with you again with a little feigned annoyance, but even when you insist you aren’t cold he convinces you to stay under the hot stream.
bf! intak who tries his best to cook for you, following recipes of foods you’ve liked to the very last detail. refuses to let you help, but will allow you to sit on the counter as his personal cheerleader so he can steal a kiss or two or ten as he works.
is so careful to measure everything right, letting you try it along the way (only after he’s approved of the taste himself). watches for your reaction so so eagerly and smiles SO big if you say it’s good.
bf! intak who loves being praised by you. sometimes even fishes for compliments because any kind of approval from makes his heart so full and makes him feel so loved! “don’t i look handsome today?” or “did i do a good job?”
whether you compliment his outfit or his looks, or you simply tell him thank you for something, he’s over the moon
bf! intak who is has such a huge heart and gives it over to you completely. it’s yours! so don’t break it. falls first and falls harder, from the very first moment he sees you is so whipped. willing to give you absolutely everything and anything you want.
is so gentle, so considerate, so caring, so intak.
truly your best friend & lover all in one.
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hcaeh · 4 months
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⟢ haku shota ( soul ) . [ p1h ] . texts . friends -> lovers . fluff . humor
cw’s . kms joke , that’s all i think !
first p1h post lets goo 🤫
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wontune · 3 months
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Intak ☆ lockscreens ( p1harmony )
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sminiac · 27 days
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do u think u could do what morning cuddles would be like with piwon?? thank uu!!
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💌 — MORNING CUDDLES IM GOING TO EXPLODE INTO TINY ITTY BITTY PIECES
— SFW!
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⋆ Y. Keeho
With sleep still lingering heavy on his eyelids Keeho becomes incredibly clingy, and to an extent he can be quite sensitive as well. Asks of you to “Please don’t be mean to me” when you’re trying to source any viable excuse to get you out of the devastatingly comfy bed and into the kitchen so you don’t over sleep, he just takes it very personally, but it’s hard to deny him the comfort of your body moulded into his when he’s unintentionally being so soft and cute about it. He either struggles with waking up so bad and will drag the process of your soft kisses and coaxing words out for as long as he can, or he just lays at your side, smiling to himself as he traces your features with the tips of his fingers.
Remainder of members under the cut!
⋆ C. Taeyang
Not the whiniest, surprisingly. All he asks of is for back scratches and some love, that’s all he needs. Oh! But also maybe a cup of water if you’re getting up since it’s on your way, maybe a little snack too? It’s hard to deny him, sometimes he tugs on just the right strings and you’ll come back with breakfast prepared and ready to eat. He likes morning like this, watching tv, catching up on each others lives, the warm glow of the sun keeping you warm even when you’re sitting up and out of the nest of blankets. He catches glimpses of a secure future spent with you doing exactly the same thing, only the two of you will be older, and free from worry. Sometimes he’ll think about it for a little too long and his throat will start to tighten, he swears he doesn’t mean to get emotional, you’re just the one of the closest feeling to home he has, and he’s just so grateful you’re sticking around. Leans his head onto your shoulder when he’s finished eating, silently kissing your hand.
⋆ C. Jiung
Draws shapes and secret words against your back that you can’t focus on when he talks with his morning voice. Getting him to continue talking doesn’t talk much effort, and he doesn’t fight it knowing how tired you are struggling not to fall back asleep. Talking about his music and any upcoming projects really gets him going, sometimes he talks in circles, and then laughs to himself whilst kissing your head, apologizing for not making any sense. When he’s not talking he’s singing, it’s not a conscious decision, it just slips, and he doesn’t try to sound good he just does, there’s something so perfect about the tenderness to his tone and how he sings for only your ears, you’re always the first to hear his new demos and experiments.
⋆ H. Intak
Even when he’s less than half awake he still seems so conscious. Will pull you into him if you’re a little too far, adjusts your arms so he can get a better hold on you, tucking you under his chin nice and comfy so he can go right back to sleep. You can never tell if he’s actually knocked out or if he’s just laying there with his eyes closed, but he always answers to the small curious pokes to his chest with a raspy “hm?” But that’s all you’ll get, so don’t expect much more. When Intak’s got you in his bed he’s a complete log, stays stuck to you all night and throughout most of the morning. After he’s fully awake then he enjoys small morning overviews of the previous day if you weren’t with him, and what you want to do today. He’ll do anything to keep you talking, to him there’s nothing better than a cozy morning in his bed accompanied by his lover who sounds so pretty when he makes you laugh.
⋆ H. Shota
The easiest to deal with, an absolute angel. Shota’s so content with anything you have to offer, he doesn’t mind if you get up 29272 times, as long as you come back to him he doesn’t mind at all ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა‎ accommodates to your morning routine as much as he can during the weekdays, but when it comes to free days when the two of you have nothing to do, no one to see, then he’ll ask of you to just stay in bed with him for as long as possible. Holds you if your body temp typically runs on the chillier side, or keeps an adequate amount of space between the two of you if you become hot quickly. He doesn’t say much when he’s tired, only small sounds and nods, but when he’s more awake he’s a little more talkative, not by a lot, but he enjoys playing with your hair while talking about a recent interest of his that you just have to know about too!
⋆ K. Jongseob
Mornings with Seob are always very quiet and easy- at least that’s how he tries to make them, his day-to-day schedule varies, but somehow he still manages to cut through any unexpected changes to sustain the tranquil nature of his room for even just a few more minutes spent with you in his arms. Not necessarily a possessive person in general, he can live with his members being physically affectionate with you, but when it’s early in the morning and the suns just barely creeping through the window all he wants is you, and all to himself at that. Asks where you’re going if you’re shifting in any way that indicates to him that you’re getting up, if he can come, why you’re going. Immediately settles once you’re back in bed and he can nuzzle into you.
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ratedfleur · 19 days
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Hiya pretty<3 I was reading a few of your works (after stumbling across your keeho drabble) and I genuinely couldn't stop thinking about them 🥴
I was wondering if you could base a switch!keeho fic on this video 👀 (this video has me in a chokehold I swear..)
If you can't then that's totally fine ♡ I hope you have a lovely rest of your day 🩷
i told you to stay still.
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yoon keeho x fem reader genre ౨ৎ explicit
🎀: awe hi darling! somehow i’m glad that that keeho drabble did wonders ?? also i am sooo sorry this took so long, i hope you like it!
🔞 / nsfw link
🔞 warnings: switch!keeho and implied switch!reader, pee, mention of squirting, multiple orgasms, keeho is a crier.
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sitting atop the counter, all keeho could do was throw his head back as you jerked your hand back and forth on his length, tugging on his cock as keeho whined loud and clear, moaning out your name as he bucked his hips.
keeho liked to occasionally buck his hips despite you slapping his cock to get him to stop, he just wanted to cum, that's all.
"move and i'll stop." you say with a stern voice, warning keeho as he whined, head hitting the mirror with a thud as he desperately tried to stop himself from moving around.
shaking his head, keeho tearily looked at you as he sniffled, "baby please, i wanna cum.." he whimpered, droplets of tears cascading down his cheeks as you cooed, wiping them off with your clean hand, "then stay still, 'kay? i'll let you cum." you say with a smile before picking up the pace as you jerked keeho off, making the man moan loudly when you squeezed his length, making him burst out into tears as he sobbed, hips desperately trying to stay still but he ends up bucking his hips, chasing your hand.
letting it slide, you continued to pump keeho's length, eyes fixated on how keeho cried as he watched you milk him dry with no mercy.
keeho's moans were loud and breathy as he called out to you, begging you to let him cum as you mindlessly pumped his length, paying no mind to keeho's voice calling out to you.
throwing his head back with a moan, you watched as spurts of cum started to cover your hand as keeho started to cum all over you and his length, globes of cum landing on his torso as he sighed in content meanwhile you continued to jerk him off 'til keeho was coming down his orgasm.
continuing with your fast pace, keeho kept on writhing as you jerked him off, now going towards a second orgasm, possibly even a third. he couldn't even tell you to stop, merely a few moans and whimpers were all that slipped from keeho's lips as he continued to stop himself from bucking his hips into your hand, feeling way too overstimulated to say anything.
tears subsiding, keeho was already nearing his next orgasm, merely just throwing his head back before he released spurts of cum and pee all over your hand and his torso, jets of pee hitting his chest as he panted.
you waited until keeho was done cumming all over your hand before you let go of his swollen cock, smiling at him sweetly before you wiped the cum off your hand.
keeho reached for your waist, pulling you in for a sweet and brief kiss before he pulled away, lips planted on your neck as he sucked on the delicate skin, "think I could make you squirt like that too?" keeho mutters against your skin before sinking his teeth on your neck, marking you up.
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ksnfangz · 9 months
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— ★ ₊˚ ARE YOU JEALOUS ?
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★ ₊˚ Request ! : “Hii! Hope you're doing good :) I wanted to request a jiung scenario (from the p1harmony request thingy heh), kind of best friends au, but you both have feelings for each other. Maybe you're close to another member and he gets jealous (?) you can decide how the rest goes! With promt #21 from the fluff list, and the scenario: "one gaming (or focusing on something) normally whilst the other styles their hair in silly little ways". Thank you so much in advance ^^”
★ ₊˚ paring: Jealous!jiung x bestfriend!reader
★ ₊˚ Genre: fluff
★ ₊˚ word count: 0.4k
★ ₊˚ A/N ; tysm for making this request and being so polite and patient i’m sorry that’s it so short!! sorry for any errors. hope you enjoy :) if you’d also like to make a request for any piwon or enhypen member the prompt list are here
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“ cut it out, I’m trying to focus.” jiung whined pushing your hands out of his hair. “ what’s your issue?”
His issue? what’s his issue? you’ve been practically ignoring him all day seemingly too occupied by the super amazing and handsome Theo.
It was torture watching you two all day, talking, laughing, glued at the hips. Jiung was two more giggles away from jumping off the nearest cliff but, he wasn’t jealous you're his best friend after all it's normal for you both to hang out with other people. Or at least that’s what he’s been trying to convince himself.
“ I don’t have an issue I’m just trying to focus on the game… if you wanna talk to someone why not go to Theo since you seemed to enjoy being with him so much.” the boy scoffed fingers gliding naturally across his keyboard as he skillfully kills another player.
“What are you talking about– Hold on, are you jealous?” you smirk pulling his head back, forcing him to look up at you.
“ What’s there to be jealous of?” Jiung replied. “ Maybe you should ask yourself that.” you say wrapping your arms around his shoulders.
He did ask himself, and each time he'd get the same answer.
“ If you’re so sad about me spending time with Theo why don’t you ask me out so we can spend time together alone.” You state boldly.
Jiung freezes, the words “ game over.” flashing red on his screen as he slowly turns around to look at you. Not even acknowledging the loss of his kill streak.
He must’ve miss heard you.
“ W-what did you say?” Jiung asks
“ I said since you’re so bothered by me hanging out with Theo you should ask me out yourself.” you repeat using the hair tie on your writs to pull the male's hair into a ponytail before carefully pulling a few strands free to frame his face. All the while Jiung stared up at you seemingly lost in thought.
“ Your hair looks cute like this,” you say almost too normally for jiungs liking. Why were you acting so normal as if you didn’t just tell the boy to ask you out on a date?
“ Y/n ?”
“ Yes.”
“ Do you want to go on a date with me?” the boy asks voice cracking slightly from how nervous he was.
“ only been waiting years for you to ask.” you reply playfully rolling your eyes.
“ oh shut up.” Jiung says shoving your shoulder his cheeks red as a tomato as he turns back to his game ready to respawn.
“ Oh wait.” he says holding his hands out for you to grab which you do watching as he guides your hands back into his hair.
“ I want pigtails now.” He says before resuming his game.
“ You are something else.”
“ yeah, but you like it.”
“ yeah… I do.”
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trashcigs · 4 days
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what they notice first ・ 피원하모니 crush!neutral reader + word count 0.9k genre fluff, crushing cw not proof-read — more 👩‍🦰
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keeho, your appearance
heart eyes, heart eyes, heart eyes. keeho just admires you, you're just so ethereal.
treasures photos of you like a soldier going to war. photobooth film strips will be decoed on his bedroom walls, will keep Polaroids of you two on the back of his phone and have the most horrendous (your words not his) goofy .5 photos of you in his camera roll ( he really loves them tho )
when you look away from him to choose a pastry at your favourite cafe, he's looking admiring you through his sunglasses. he loves everything about you, he constantly tells himself that God has favorites.
keeho feels like the entire world is slowing down whenever he looks at you. means every single word, whenever he calls you gorgeous or pretty
will melt into a puddle if you compliment him too
taeyang, your facial expressions
finds the way you move intriguing, laughing at your facial expressions every chance he gets
theo is also very expressive with his emotions, so to see someone who also can't hide them is so endearing to him.
loves the facial expressions you make whenever you find something you like or remember an important detail to a story. the slightly audible gasp, the hand over your mouth, the eyes widening and then darting towards him
when someone you don't like passes the both of you in the library, the disgusted look you both give the person and then each other. barely finding being able to hold in your laughter after seeing the other.
usually ends up finding himself on his bed giggling over the way you gave him a very warm and loving expression, kicking his feet under the duvet and giggling like mad man
jiung, your smile
jiung likes to think that your smile was the first thing that captivated him. he's the type of person who would be having a terrible morning but the moment he sees you smile its suddenly the best day of his life.
he usually finds himself smiling when you're smiling, cheek in his hand, his lips curved up -- eyes like crescents. looks like the snoopy image, stares at you like you hung up the stars. he always does whatever he can to see it, whether that be telling awful jokes, or mimicking anime characters anything that would crack a smile on your face he will do
its even worse when you compliment his gummy smile. completely faltering when you wave goodbye and send a soft smile his way. my friend, he's a goner 🙏
intak, your laugh
intak immediately finds his eyes darting towards you after saying a crappy joke, just to hear and see you laugh
and omg when you do, he's never been happier. will laugh along but only because your laugh makes him so giddy. it's so bad that he recognizes your laughter from distance. he just knows that voice is coming from you.
your laugh is a perfect melody, has never failed to put him into a good mood. he's pretty proud knowing that he can make anyone laugh at his jokes, but for you? he wouldnt mind trying a bit harder
intak thinks your laugh is the most majestic melody bestowed upon this very earth ( his words not mine). when he scrolls through his camera roll to see a video of you laughing at him for losing in a game of basketball at the arcade, he needs to grab the nearest wall before his legs give out on him.
and he's so bad a hiding it. grinning from ear to ear amd eyes turning into crescents whenever he hears you laugh. ( he'll try to turn away because the sound of your laughter is still ringing in his ears and making him giggle like a school girl i front of you)
soul, your eyes
soul really adores your eyes. it's always so full of love. he usually finds himself gazing your way too often. he thinks he's being subtle but you can him bending his neck looking your way every once in a while.
but when your eyes meet he feels the cloud parting and the sun rays shining on him your eyes, finds himself gazing into your ways way too often. when your eyes meet he feels the clouds parting and sun rays bestowing upon him, his body floating to the heavens above.
looses himself too easily, whenever you're arguing and he needs to look up at you he falters. he can't argue with someone who has big beautiful eyes. whatever you say gorgeous
loves how expressive your eyes are , leaning on his hand to stare at them from afar
watches the way your eyes crinkle over the smallest things, they way they shine when he gets one of your favorite snacks!
he definitely has a emoticon dedicated to your big beautiful eyes.
jongseob, your hands
it's the way your hands hold so much warmth that he has the urge to lean into your touch, even if it's for a few seconds ( maybe when he gains the courage )
whenever both your hands brush against each other, seob tries to act slick and nonchalant but his body completely betrays him dating his eyes between your hands your face, and the book in front of him. wondering if you had noticed, if you did it on purpose, if you felt disgusted but will mutter w a small sorry and when you reply its okay he tries to hide his smile behind a book.
does find himself looking at your hands, wondering what it would be like to hold them if they were brushing through his hair if they were on him. he's usually the first the notice if you've done anything with your nails
and compliments you on the new nail sets, the colour, or even the gems. will send you inspo photos for your next visit to the nail salon. ( when you invite him over he loses it )
additional note: jongseob seems like the person who loves to make handmade gifts, bracelets, necklaces, rings -- anything. when he sees you wear them tho he does a doubke take, ( hold his hand n he's sure he can die in peace right then and there
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lattenha · 8 months
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y(ours) — P1HARMONY!hyung line
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wherein the members have become acquainted with your personal belongings. ft. non-idol!p1h hyung line x gn!reader. fluff.
a/n: it’s like almost 3am as i’m posting this while also recovering from a cold. enjoy <3
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keeho
your shirt.
during the walk to your apartment an abrupt downpour of rain came crashing down on keeho, catching him by surprise. when he reached your unit and knocked on the door, you crooned at the unfortunate state that your boyfriend was in. soaking wet, cold, and shivering. you urged him to take a warm shower and tossed his clothes into the dryer for the time being.
the cycle was still ongoing when keeho hollered from the bathroom that he was finished. with no other option you opted to give him one of your oversized shirts you use to sleep in and a pair of sweatpants that originally belonged to him. how you managed to steal that is beyond his acknowledgment.
when he finally dried himself off and slipped into the articles of clothing you lent him, he bunched the material of your shirt and brought it close to his nose to sniff at it. you always had a nice scent that was a mix of vanilla with a hint of minty freshness. is this how other couple’s feel when they use their partner’s clothings?
keeho stepped into the kitchen where you finished plating both of your guys’ food.
“you look really cute!” you chirped, and he pulled you in for a warm hug.
“you smell really good…” he mumbled into your hair to which you laughed and turned the compliment back to him. commenting on how much you liked the cologne he wears occasionally.
by the time that keeho’s clothes finished drying right after cleaning up the table from dinner, he refused to give back your shirt and declared he would “live in it” until your smell wore off. you weren’t one to oppose, secretly finding it adorable that your boyfriend reminded you quite literally of yourself whenever you’d rummage through his closet for a hoodie or two to melt in.
theo
your tote bag.
more often than not— actually, scratch that. theo always makes you carry his belongings in your tote bag wherever you guys go. sure, you’ve gotten used to it but sometimes you sneak in a little sarcastic eye roll when he asks you to “hold onto his things” (not without giving you a guilty smile of course).
the beach? he’ll find a way to stuff his towel in with yours, only contributing more to the bulkiness of your bag.
the mall? his wallet, lip balm (that he actually stole from you), sunglasses, and other personal trinkets get mixed with yours.
when it’s too hot out? his jacket will find its way into the safe haven of your tote bag.
in the end, you don’t mind carrying his things in addition to your stuff; it’s the least you can do as his partner without making a big fuss over something that isn’t trivial. besides, theo’s a great help when he notices that he may have overloaded your bag with his possessions, and is more than willing to take it off your shoulders to let it dangle on his own.
“it’s only fair that i do this, too.” he once said, as the two of you walked hand-in-hand together, enjoying a brief stroll in the park after getting brunch with a couple of other friends. you giggled, surveying the way he so naturally held onto the straps of your tote bag with his free hand.
little did he know that you were planning on buying one of his own, although, he might just end up leaving that at home and still relying on you as his carrier.
jiung
your jewelry.
jiung is a big fan of your accessories and constantly finds himself digging through your jewelry dish and organizers for some bling to spice up his outfit.
this new habit of his happened one day when he noticed the vintage vivienne westwood necklace looped around your neck. the signature pendant caught his eye, he was quick to compliment the piece of jewelry and said that it looked “really nice.” there was some kind of hinting notion in his voice that egged you on. with a knowing grin, you let jiung have a go at trying it on to see how it looked on him. needless to say, you’re pretty sure he’s worn that very necklace more than you have.
and that’s how his obsession with your collection of silver and gold pieces spurred.
over time, you began to collect more jewelry. purely for you and jiung to share— but mainly for your boyfriend. whenever you’d do your daily online window shopping or in-person window shopping, you would always have jiung’s taste in the front of your mind when considering what to buy next. a lot of what he liked overlapped with you, so things worked out perfectly with every new purchase.
when you came home sporting a pair of earrings he’s never seen you wear before today, jiung rushed to your side to examine it.
“actually, i got one for you too.” you said, revealing his own set. not missing the twinkle in his eyes and big smile.
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sxcret-garden · 8 months
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Keeho ღ 7:38pm [M]
ღ P1Harmony Keeho x fem-bodied!reader ღ words: ~1.3k ღ genre: smut (unprotected sex) ღ warnings: none
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You’re breathing heavily as you’re sitting on top of your boyfriend Keeho, supporting yourself with your hands placed on the bed on each side of his torso, when the last aftershock of your orgasm courses through your body. He too is panting, but not as hard as you. He sits up slowly, and you feel him giving your hips a gentle squeeze with his fingertips as he bumps his forehead into yours. He captures your lips in an open mouthed kiss that doesn’t last as long as you would’ve wanted it to, due to both your need for air.
“Let’s do it again,” he breathes against your skin, his mouth traveling down your jaw and your throat. You merely make way to give him access to wherever he wants it by leaning your head back, and within a second you feel one of his hands at the back of your neck to support you. 
“Again…?” you mumble. There is no strength left in your voice, nor in the rest of your body. You two have been going at it since sometime in the afternoon, and it must be well past dinner time now. At some point you have lost count of the amount of times he’s made you cum today, but you faintly recall the words he sent you per text in the morning. That he’s going crazy without you, and that he would make you feel better than anyone ever could later on. He did keep that promise, your blissfully exhausted and fucked out state says as much.
“Yeah,” Keeho mutters. “I could go one more round.” You steal a glance at his face. Dark pupils behind narrowed eyes are reflecting nothing but pure lust and deep passion, while his messed up hair and the drop of sweat running down his forehead are proof of how long you’ve been doing this. “You don’t want to continue?” he asks as he pulls you closer, letting you rest your head on his shoulder for a moment before burying his face in your neck. 
“No… I do,” you speak, and with a regretful look you add, “I’m just getting a bit tired.” He scatters kisses up your neck, his lips never leaving your skin even when he speaks.
“Then leave things to me,” he hums. “I’ll make you feel good.” With that, he flips your positions around, quickly but carefully, and slips his hands under your shoulders to hold you close as his puffy and reddened lips leave a trail of kisses down your sternum. You merely do what he asked of you - you let him take care of you and you enjoy the tingly sensations rushing through your body that’s filled with warmth and electricity from all the previous rounds. You comb the fingers of one of your hands loosely through his short hair, and when you feel his teeth graze the skin on your chest you involuntarily tug at the strands while letting out a weak moan. He comes back up eventually, and as he starts sloppily rolling his hips against yours you can feel that his cock has started going hard again inside of you. You whine at him, and then say,
“I can’t believe you’re still horny…” Almost as if wanting to punish you for that remark, he brings his lips to your neck, biting down on the skin just below your earlobe. 
“I can’t help it,” he answers, his voice deep and husky, “not when you’re this perfect.” Just then, when he finishes speaking, he thrusts into you with more impact, making you shut your eyes and cry out in pleasure. When you look at him again, you can see the ecstasy painted all over his face, and he repeats the same thing once more. You cry out with little control over your voice left - you can’t help it. Your body has become so sensitive by now that you feel every single one of his touches much more intensely than you would usually.
“I love it when you sound like that,” Keeho mutters, never taking his eyes off you, hungry to know what expressions he can cause to appear on your face as you’ve long given up control over your body. “Call my name next time, baby.” It’s not hard for you to follow his instructions, especially when he’s the only thing you see, feel, taste, think about. Besides, you’d do anything he’d ask of you in this state, trusting that in the end it would only bring more pleasure to the both of you.
He reaches behind himself and helps you wrap your legs around his hips, putting you in a position that would make it easier for him to hit that special spot deep inside of you. And then he takes your hands into his, intertwining his fingers with yours as he pins them against the bed above your head, and he starts rolling his hips into yours at a steady pace. With every time he pulls almost all the way back out, making you feel a sense of deprivation, and every time he thrusts back in with the strength he has left, an uncontrolled sound escapes your mouth. And every single time you try to focus on calling his name along with your moans, until eventually it’s all that’s falling from your lips. Palm against palm and chest against chest, he picks up on speed, and the faster he goes, the louder his groans become.
“Fuck… Y/N…” Curses in between repeating your name over and over again escape him, and his moans reach your ears. He too has long given up on trying to bite back those sounds, allowing both of your voices to fill the room as you sense your next high approaching. 
“Don’t stop… please, don’t stop,” you beg as you close your eyes, focusing on nothing but the way he makes you feel as he fucks you and the desperate sounds coming from both of you. And then, eventually, you tumble over the edge for the n-th time today, crying out in pleasure as you feel your walls contract around his cock, while your whole body shakes underneath him, being restrained only by his weight on top of you. When your high subsides and you’re left with a clouded mind and an overstimulated body, you hold your breath for a few seconds, until Keeho cums inside you with a lengthy groan and his movements come to a halt. He collapses on top of you after wrapping his arms around your naked body tightly, skin on skin, careful not to crush you under his weight completely. 
Neither of you says anything for a while, both only focused on catching your breath, and with how the air around you slowly seems to settle down and cool off, it feels like this really was the last round for today. 
“Let’s go shower,” your boyfriend eventually speaks up, his voice raspy and kept low right next to your ear.
“Sure…” you respond briefly, but you’re not planning on getting up yet. Instead, you bring your face closer to his, and you scatter a few kisses from his cheek down to his jawbone. Eventually, you add, while lazily slurring the end of each word, “Only if you carry me.” A soft laugh escapes your boyfriend, and he grins at you, before he responds,
“Alright. Give me just a minute.” Then he lifts his body up off yours a tiny bit, and next thing you know his lips are connected to yours in a soft, lingering kiss. 
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starry-nights-garden · 3 months
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✧ P1Harmony Jongseob x gn!reader ✧ words: ~400 ✧ genre: comfort, domestic fluff ✧ warnings: none ✧ prompt: "Please don't go."
Author’s note: I wrote this a while ago for an event I kinda failed to see through in the end. However, I thought I still wanted to post this one piece that came out of it^^
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The moment you open your eyes in the morning, an immediate sense of dread overcomes you. You've been peacefully sleeping until just a moment ago, but now that you're faced with being awake and all the responsibilities and feelings that come with it, you'd rather pull the blanket over your head and never get up again. You squint against the light falling through the curtains, and when you feel your boyfriend shifting under the sheets right next to you, your gaze falls to his face. A weak smile involuntarily creeps onto your lips - being with him is one of the few things that bring a light into your life at the moment, and when you realize he's about to get up, you instinctively reach out to grab his arm. You see him startle, but when he realizes you're awake, he shows you a soft, sleepy smile.
"Morning," he mutters, sitting up.
"Please don't go..." you whisper, and when he raises his eyebrows at you, you add, "I mean... good morning..."
"Are you okay?" Jongseob asks as he lies back down, scooting over close to you and you're thankful to feel his warmth near you.
"Like usual..." you respond, wrapping your arm loosely around him.
"Wanna stay in bed a little longer, then?" he suggests. "I think I can spare a few more minutes," he adds with a friendly expression on his face.
"That'd be great," you mumble, and you pat your chest as an invitation for him to rest his head there. With a shy laugh he takes you up on the offer, and as you feel him relax on top of you, you start playing with his short hair.
"Why do you like it so much...?" he wonders out loud, and you're not sure if he's waiting for an answer.
"Just because," you reply eventually, feeling more at peace as you run your fingers through the strands. "It feels nice, I guess." Jongseob doesn't say anything, but you do catch him grinning to himself. "Let's stay like this for a while... I'm really not ready to get up yet."
"Alright," he answers, his voice quiet as if he was about to drift back off to sleep.
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hksool · 4 months
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synopsis. just seobie being a cutie as always
pairing. bf! jongseob x reader genre. fluff
a/n. english is not my first language so apologies for any misspelling or grammar. i hope u like it. i reallyyyy loved doing this one, he is so cute 💗 !! :))) let me know if you'd like to be tagged !!
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haet-sal · 1 year
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Maniac au // jiung x reader SMUT
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You should turn back to your rat pack, tell 'em I'm trash
Tags: jiung x reader, non-idol school!au, band kid/misfit jiung, popular pretty aesthetic!reader, reader has female parts but isnt referred in feminine terms Warnings: ROUGH smut, basically a HATEFUCK, 'slut' 'whore' spitting in your face, CHOKING (yeah…), begging for his cock (yeah…), thanking him for fucking you, fingering + blowjob ONLY, cumplay + swallowing it, DUMBIFICATION I think??? Not 2 sure :/
Popular kid!YN broke up with Jiung out of… peer pressure. But of course they still want him back 💔💔 and Jiung will only let them have him on his terms.
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You clutch your purse to your side as you wait on the bus stop bench outside of school, occasionally looking back towards the school to see if he was coming. It’s been 2 hours since you’ve waited outside; Jiung was practicing for his band in the music room, and you knew he would come out at 4…
Suddenly you see it, his head of intricately dyed hair, with his bandmates Keeho, Shota and Jongseob trailing behind him. They got on their bikes, and as they rushed to leave the campus, you could tell by Jiung’s face that he did not look happy.
You didn’t look happy either, and it’s not because you had been waiting for too long; it’s because of Jiung.
Ever since you’d broken up with him, and things just hadn’t been right… you just needed to talk to him. And you knew he had to feel the same way, you just weren’t happy without each other.
“Oh hell no,” Jiung muttered loud enough for you to hear, as you ran after his bike. “Guys, go go go—fast!” He started driving the others like you were a bear chasing them.
“Jiung, wait!” You hated this right now, this was putting a damper on your pretty little outfit, and your heels weren’t made to run in. It’s just so insulting, that you had to run after him.
“Keeho,” Jiung demanded with a whine, “pedal faster!”
“What is wrong with you?” Keeho carped at Jiung, “just talk to them!”
“Do I look like I’m in a talking mood?” Jiung started pedaling so fast he’d surpassed Soul, far away from you now. You felt like crying, but you couldn’t just give up. You’d waited two long hours in the scorching sun…
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Okay so in retrospect, it was a bad idea to tell your friend to tell your boyfriend that you’re breaking up with him. But Intak had stressed it to you that he could absolutely do it in the most humane way, just trust him!
Now you’re reflecting on your actions! Why won’t Jiung just listen? You get that he’s mad, but he has to.
You decide you would find him at home anyway, if all else fails, and sure enough, there he is, home alone—perfect.
If only he’d open the door.
“Jiung,” you stomped on his carpet outside, “just please open the door? We need to talk.”
“Why don’t you just send Intak to speak for you again? It worked great last time!” he yelled back from the other side of the door.
“Jiung! I’m trying to fix this, do you know how long I waited for you at school today?”
He opened the door. Yanked you inside by the sleeve of your cardigan. “You’re embarrassing the neighbors—how do you expect me to even look at you? After everything that happened?” he demanded. “You sent Intak to break up with me, you couldn’t even do it yourself.”
“It was a mistake,” you stressed, “I thought Intak could explain it better—”
“Because he’s the one telling you to break up with me, isn’t he?”
“Well…” you stammered. “Not just him. Kazuha said… things.”
“They’re always saying things.” Jiung was exasperated. You really started to believe he didn’t want to see you after all. “Zuha and Intak don’t like me, Y/N, you know that. I didn’t think you’d finally start listening to them, though, I thought you loved me.”
“I do love you!” You throw your arms around him, but he stiffened himself, unable to conform into your hug, so you just cup his thin cheeks in your hands. “I’m so sorry, I hate that I did this—”
“I can’t believe I was with someone like you. I should have known before we started dating, you’re just as mean and superficial as Kazuha and everybody else.” You shake your head, eyes filling up with defiance. No, no, no— “Did you tell Intak what to say? Because his speech said, you’re tired of me, I don’t deserve you, and there was that part where he insulted my whole family for being poorer—”
You gasped. “I didn’t know he said that—Jiung, oh my god, i’m so fucking sorr—”
“Of course you don’t know!” He swatted at the wall in anger. “I don’t know what’s worse—that you just let him say whatever to get me off your back, or if you’d actually given bulletpoints to why you’re breaking up with me—1) Jiung’s a freak, 2) Jiung plays band, making him a loser—”
“I don’t think that!”
“Well, Intak said everything you’d ever need to say to me, so please leave now.” he started pushing you out the door, but you push back.
You claw at him, making him close the door, keeping you inside. “Jiung! Wait! I told Intak to finish the job because I couldn't even bare looking at you-because I really cared about you!”
“'Finish the job' are you kidding me? What am I, a mortal combat final boss?” Jiung, with a glance at you, saw your shaking pupils, pretending to rain down tears, and yielded. He sighed. “Fine… fine. I'll agree that you were confused, Intak and Kazuha are assholes that influenced you—”
“I went insane,” you say, “momentarily. Can we please get back together?”
Jiung looked at you with scrutiny. “You were an asshole,” he says finally. “You promise you'll never act that way again?”
“Yes!” You swear there's happy tears forming at the edges of your eyes as you approached him, wanting to dive into his arms like you always used to—but he holds you at arm's length.
“You promise you won't be a jerk again, and we can date, and you won't let those assholes you call your friends get into your head?”
“Well…” you stammered. “Well… Intak and Zuha can’t know we're together again.”
Jiung's eyes flashed with some sort of animalistic rage. “What?!” Before you can explain, he starts to bellow with laughter. “Oh, I’m your dirty secret? You want me to kiss you behind closed doors, it’s sooo shameful to fuck me, is that it? Do you believe everything Intak tells you about me? That I’m some worthless, nerdy freak, not even on your level?”
“Of course not!”
“Why do you even want me back if I’m such a loser, huh? Oh, what, because you want what you can’t have?”
“Ji…” you swallow, looking into his wild eyes. It seemed you’d only dug yourself into a deeper hole with every word you speak. “I really do love you. It’s just complicated…”
“My feelings aren't complicated,” he says plainly. “I fucking hate you. Get out my house—”
“No, Jiung!” You grapple, grabbing at his arms which are forcing you out, like you're in a soap opera. “I’m sorry! Please, just give me a chance to fix it!”
Because you’re holding onto his arms, there’s not much he can do with your weight hanging on—but he yanks his hand back, and you keep holding on, which makes him and you both topple over each other, onto his parents’ strawberry colored carpet.
He’s angry that he even has to be lying on top of you, you didn’t deserve to be close to him, and he’s right—you were a coward and a superficial asshole, but if you could just fix it—you grab his face and pull him in a kiss, desperately wanting him close to you, his familiar tongue in your mouth.
But Jiung immediately pulls away, hands pinning you down so you can’t sneak attack him again. “You’re so desperate, it’s pathetic, Y/N.” But his hands slowly went under the bottoms you were wearing, like it was just magnetic, chemistry, Jiung can’t keep his fingers off Y/N.
You encourage the roaming of his hands all over your body, in fact guiding them so they could feel the best parts of you, remind him what he still loves.
You guide his hands all over your body, under your little pink bra, which he was stretching out as his hand went under it to grope you until your nipple hardened, while his other hand squeezed your butt, nails digging in like into juicy forbidden fruit.
Jiung’s breath hitches as you watch; he’s shaking with anger, but he still wants you, and you hope he could just fuck the rage out and love you like before.
Jiung feels you over your panties, there’s so much hesitation in his expression—like he’s gambling with his pride letting you fuck him again. But he quickly gives in, pushing the wet fabric to the side and wets his fingers, before carefully prodding your entrance, while his thumb rubbed over the clit on top.
You moan and scoot backwards at the sudden feeling, it felt like discovering your clit for the first time, so much feeling in one swipe of his thumb. You whined, "Jiung…"
“Shh,” he snapped. “You better not get smart right now.”
His finger entered you, just the middle one, taller than your own, which curled up and hit you exactly where it felt heavenly, making you moan.
When it wasn't enough, he added a second one, and loved the way your walls felt so tight and warm around them, and with the volume of both digits, he started to pump in and out of you, each thrust coating his fingers in more slick, white on his digits.
You threw your head back and called for his name, fingernails digging into the carpet.
"Good?" He prodded.
You nodded, rocking your hips into him until he was knuckles deep.
"Words," he demands.
"Yes, so good, so, so good, oh, Jiung…" you gave your best pornographic moan, still on a mission to seduce him back.
“What was that you were telling Intak? I’m a nerd with fingers that are good for math and not much else?”
“Jiung…” You could scream, but you focus on your breathing.
“You better be running back to Intak telling him how well I fuck you.” Oh, he's mad… Yes you get that he's mad, but he's actually really mad. “Slut,” he snarled, “it’s almost like you have no fucking shame in you-and look, you’re tight around my fingers, little slut gonna cum?”
You mewled, hard, pushing him back, not willing to take any more humiliation. But it still scared you that he might stop and never fuck you this way again, because, goddammit, no one fucks you like Jiung does.
You grow perturbed, but his thumb against your clit just made a dumb little bimbo out of you, so you jut your lips out in a pout, eyebrows furrowed. “J-Ji… kiss… kisseu…”
Instead of showering you in a million soft kisses like he used to on the good days, Jiung growls at you again, and with the curl of the corner of his lips, he spits on your needy mouth.
"You'll swallow it if you want me to make you cum," he commands, so you do as he demands. He’s holding your orgasm ransom.
It’s wet, you know you’re dripping all over his carpet and his fingers, and it feels like relief but you still feel… empty. You need Jiung so bad.
You had a sweet, pure relationship that you could count the number of times you had sex on your fingers-meaning not that much-and he'd never fucked you like he hated you, so it makes you nervous… but Jiung understands exactly what you want from him once your gaze lands on his crotch.
"You look pathetic right now," he says. "Tell me how much you want my cock now, and maybe I'll consider fucking you."
You glare up at him. “N-no… you wouldn't… you wouldn't just walk away, you were gonna fuck me anyway.”
He scoffs. Suddenly his fingers are out of your wet cunt, and he wipes the slick digits on your bare thighs. "Try me, Y/n."
No nicknames, no softness. He starts to walk away.
You crawl up, on all fours, on your knees, grabbing at his pants. "W-wait! Please!" Now you’re really begging, on your knees even, rather than lying on your back-you'd made it more humiliating for yourself.
"Please, Ji! I-I'm so sorry, and you know I love you!"
"Love me?"
"I do! I do love you, I just-"
"Do people dump the people they love through second-hand?”
“I—Ji! Please! Whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it! I’ll beg like a dog—”
“Shhh.” He’d lost that rage in his eyes, replaced by a calm storm that brewed in the dark pupils. “You’ve swallowed my spit, I think you’ve surpassed patheticness.” He nods at you, so you think you’ve both reached an agreement—you reach out and pull his pants down, the baggy sweatpants coming off easily. He's more than semi-hard from seeing your cunt, but it’s not like he needs you, or even wants you.
“Do you think your pussy deserves my cock?” He asks. “Honest question, really: do you think that?”
You falter. “N-no… no, you deserve… better…”
You see his gaze soften as he looks at you, and you almost think he’d kiss you, but he just reaches forward and pets your head. "Go on, then," he told you. "Go ahead, suck my cock that you don’t deserve."
You stared up his cock for a second, almost in adoration, before you realized what you were meant to be doing, and immediately took it in your warm mouth, tongue wrapping around the underside softly like trying to not break a thin candy.
Jiung gathered your hair out of your face and into a ponytail, as if he werent even affected by your warm mouth around him. "I always did like your hair like this, no matter what Zuha says about letting your hair down," he says wistfully. "You’re such a little dummy. You do everything they tell you to do."
You moaned around his cock, wanting to speak, but the way he was hardening on your tongue meant that he did want you, and you didn’t want to lose that.
"Dating me was, what? The one individual choice you made for yourself? Poor Y/n, they couldn't let you have that. Now you've lost me, and yourself."
He's way too deep, you feel your own spit and his precum dripping down your throat, it’s disgusting but you loved it, loved having Jiung come apart for you like this. You were the only one he wanted to fuck this way, you had to be!
You were tearing up, you didn’t know if it were from his words or your gag reflex straining itself. But you put more work into sucking his cock, pumping it with your hands like you knew would get him cumming down your throat.
"Stop."
He's almost there. You can feel him pulsating in each quivering vein.
"I said stop," Jiung says sternly, pushing your head back with one finger on your forehead. You stop, mouth still wide open, tongue out, like you've seen in all those amateur movies.
Jiung's cum starts to spray white unto your tongue, as he pumped it, and you take it all with a hum. More, more! You hoped he'd finally show you some love at the end of it, but…
He thumbed away your tears with a fake coo. "I gave you my cum, what do you say?"
"Th-thank you…"
"See," Jiung starts to say, "pretty little dummies can be taught, after all."
He stuck his fingers down your tongue, swirling the cum and spit around. "I think you should go, if you stay any longer I might start to feel bad."
He helps you fix your dislocated bra, and the too, and your sopping wet panties he just takes off and throws into his room, they were too wet to wear, anyway. You start to ask if you were back together, if things could be okay again, but he repeatedly shuts you down.
“Go back to your rat pack and tell them I at least fucked you good one last time,” Jiung speaks in low mutters, like he’s too good for you to hear his voice properly.
You missed all of him, especially his voice. He used to be so gentle with you, never once cursing…
“I’m done with you.”
Eyes teary from gagging, you reach out for a piece of his shirt, crying. “Please, no, Jiung—”
“That’s enough,” he says decisively, “we’re over.”
He doesn’t push you away, but he does leave the front door open, where anyone from the porch could see you kneeling on the carpet, eyes filled with tears. It hurt your heart, but you couldn’t be more humiliated than right now, and you gave up, scared of what he’d do if you stayed.
But you did love him, you wanted to say it to him a thousand times now, over and over again, as if that would fix all your mistakes.
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