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rex101111 · 9 months

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Things that happen within the first few hours of AC6:

1. You get shot with a huge-ass laser mid-atmosphere entry. You barely survive this, landing several miles away from your intended landing zone. Welcome to Rubicon 3.

2. You have a mech built with bargain bin parts, barely held together with hope and spite. It has a energy sword though, so that’s nice.

3. Not even two seconds after your, very rough, landing, you get a call from your “Handler”. He is ostensibly in charge of your well-being. This begins and ends with him sending you off on missions he’s fairly certain you’ll survive and charges you for the damage you get to your mech, the bullets you use, and he’s also cut out a piece of your brain to put in augmentations that will make you a slightly better mech pilot. In the top Most Horrible People On This Planet contest, he wouldn’t make it to the top 10.

4. You make your way through a derelict hunk of junk that’s threatening to collapse on top of you. Not even two minutes into this journey, you’re getting shot at with missiles.

5. You finally reach your intended destination, a burning husk of a city filled with scavengers and low lives who will shoot you on sight. You are here to grave rob.

6. The reason you are grave robbing is connected to the fact you got shot in orbit, you are here illegally, and you need to find a license from any fresh corpse so you can steal the identity on it and be able to do mercenary work.

7. You go through four corpses before you find one with a license that can pass muster.

8. Mid corpse robbing a gunship sent by The Space Police spots you and you have to shot it down so it can’t kill you or, even worse, stop you from stealing the identity you just found.

9. As soon as you get registered in the Mercenary Rolodex, which takes less then a second of an A.I taking a look and saying “alright checks out”, you have two missions. One of them has you killing a bunch of resistance fighters from the planet’s native population on behalf of a weapons company that really wants to do business here. 10. The next mission has you going to a base owned by that very same company and blowing up everything you can find there. This does not anger that company one bit, if anything it just convinces them you are a very thorough worker. 11. Very shortly after that, you are tasked with destroying a prototype mech by another company before it can get into mass production. That mech is being piloted by what can only be described as an Anime Protag who is in the worst possible franchise for his type of character. You can murder him in less then two minutes if you know what you’re doing. You can hear him desperately fight for his life the entire time. 12. After that, before you even get to clean the blood and oil and broken dreams off your robot, you get a call from a merc group leader saying that he’s seen you murder that guy real good, a guy who was auditioning to join his group, and likes the cut of your jib. He gives you the callsign he was gonna give Anime Protag before you blew him the fuck up. He laughs and tells you to be careful since it’s an unlucky number. This is the least morally repugnant thing you’ll do all game.

13. A while after that, you go into a power plant and destroy the generator, it promptly blasts you in the face with the red radioactive Super Fuel that toasted this planet a few years back.

14. You survive, somehow, and you get a disembodied voice of some girl in your ear. You tell your handler about this and he just shrugs it off with “oh yeah that’s probably a symptom of the lobotomy, don’t worry about it”. The voice is probably the most moral person on this fire blasted hell scape of a planet.

#Armored Core #Armored Core 6 #this game is nuts #fromsoft knows how to make you feel like the world is horrible #armored core does not in any way fuck about

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princessbrunette · 21 days

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stepbro!jj 😩😩😩😩 i’d be playing footsies with him at the breakfast table in the morning, acting all coy like he didn’t bend me over his bed last night

i rlly love the idea of reader being the horny sick n twisted one whilst jj is trying desperately to cling onto his morality <333:

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jj was not nonchalant by any stretch of the word, but now sat at the breakfast table — your cunt still aching from the way he’d fucked you through the night, he was seeming to play it incredibly cool and collected. no trace of a knowing smile or secretive glances, just his regular behaviour, sat reclined in his seat wearing his usual get up and a backwards hat. the dismissal would have maybe hurt if it wasn’t turning you on a little.

“i’m headin’ downtown for that AA meetin’. load of horse shit but ‘least i’m tryin’.” luke maybank chats as he messily spreads butter on his toast at the counter, taking a moment to lick some off his thumb. your mother is also rushing around the kitchen ready to head out on her own shift at work— you’re avoiding eye contact with her the most, more shameful of the acts you’d commit under the shared roof only a few hours prior.

“well, we are all proud anyways.” she praises, looking around at you and jj for contribution. you nod, and jj clears his throat, shuffling closer to the table opposite you on his chair.

“yeah, real proud pops.” you can tell it’s difficult for him to say from the way he looks down at his food as he says it.

“don’t get sappy on me, squirt.” luke’s words come muffled through a cheekful of toast, and soon your mother begins to fire overbearing questions at him about the recovery course he’s taking. as they talk, you zone out — eyes flickering to jj who is spooning up soggy cereal onto a spoon.

things felt very familial during moments like this. the whole family going about their regular morning routines, jj and yourself sat opposite at the table like a regular old brother and sister duo. you knew you were sick in the head from wanting your step brother in the first place, and now you were secretly fucking him — the idea that he was able to sit opposite you without a soul knowing he was balls deep earlier on was turning you on once more.

you glance over at luke and your mother, seeing them wrapped up in their own conversations — and you toe at the entrance of jj’s jeans, running your foot along the inner side of his calf. when he looks up at you through a heavy brow, cheek still full with cereal you can tell he’s warning you to stop — but knowing he couldn’t verbally express this, and that any vision of your feet was obstructed by the long gingham table cloth — you felt obliged to continue. no one even notices when jj winces and you giggle, too stuck in their own conversation.

you manage to stretch your leg to get your foot in his lap, briefly rubbing at his cock before he grips your ankle and throws it off him, angrily licking his lips and tensing his jaw, doing a double take at the parents when they turn their heads, the attention attracted by your whiny and dramatic ‘ow!’

luke scoffs out a laugh, walking towards the kitchen exit, shaking his head and spitting into a tin waste bin by the door. you truly wondered what your mother saw in him. “kids, huh. who’d have ‘em.” he comments before exiting, making jj cringe at the general insinuation that the two of you were in any way related, or kids.

your mother is quick to follow, barely sparing the two of you a glance. “i can drop you off some lunch if you’re going to be all day, i finish early and —” her voice trails off before the two of you hear her yell out a goodbye to you and the door closes. jj barely waits for them to be gone to push heavily out of his chair, letting it scrape on the floor and wander over to your side, gripping your jaw from where he stands beside your seat, forcing you to look up at him.

“do you think this is funny? like — i’m almost certain you got some weird fetish for wanting to be caught but i don’t, alright — quit bein’ so obvious.” he scolds before letting you go, quickly lifting his hat to run a hand through his hair as he wanders to the counter to cool off and pour himself a coffee. he was already dressed, set to meet the pogues a little later whilst you wandered around in tiny pyjama shorts and a thin tank top that made him wanna slap you.

you giggle despite his sternness and push out your chair to follow him, poking him in the back as you speak. “oh c’mon jayj, s’just a little fun. no one noticed anyway. you’re acting like i got under the table n’made out with your dick. not a bad idea for next time actually.” you muse jokingly and he all but slams his coffee mug back down to whip around to face you.

“y’know i can just like, confiscate everything i’ve been doin’ for you. s’not hard to find pussy, and if you wanna keep actin’ like an actual annoying little sister i’m gunna start treating you like one.” he ticks his head, squinting in irritation and your eyes widen in faux offence and fear.

“aw, don’t do that to me jj. i thought you liked playing with me.” you pout, and oddly — despite knowing you were playing games with him, it makes him soften the tiniest bit, shoulders falling a centimetre or so.

“well, look— i do…” he rolls his eyes and you smile. taking your hands, you push your tits together, looking up at him with mocking babydoll eyes.

“yeah, just like playing with your lil sis too much, huh?” you coo and he yanks your hands off yourself, tongue in his cheek — clearly losing his patience a little.

“nah, keep it up. you’re not getting shit from me anymore i’m dead serious.” he raises his voice a little, that southern twang jumping out a little extra and you giggle elatedly at the threat. you spin around, pressing your ass to his crotch and looking over your shoulder.

“nuh-uh, you like this view too much.” you tease before your jaw drops, mocking quiet ‘uh-uh-uh-uh’ moans as you repeatedly thump your ass against him, the blonde watching with a deadpan, unimpressed expression and arms folded over his chest. he goes to say something, but the sudden banging of the front door closing wipes the amused expression off your face quicker than he can and you jump up straight, looking like a deer caught in headlights when your mother walks back through the door.

“forgot my keys.” she shakes her head before her eyes land on the two of you standing near eachother, jj looking smug and you looking guilty. “everything… okay?” she raises an eyebrow at the weird atmosphere.

“yes! yeah everything’s fine.” you squeak, sounding oh so innocent and afraid. jj snorts, turning back around to the counter and continuing to pour his coffee.

“well alright, see you guys later.” she smiles before disappearing once more, leaving you looking bashful.

once she’s gone, jj glances over his shoulder at you and pouts, barely concealing his grin.

“aw, that scare ‘ya, lil sis?”

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#anon #stepbro!jj #jj maybank prompt #tw stepcest #tw fauxcest

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trashbins-stuff · 1 year

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Doodles :3

#it said silly jippi and lunch bag btw if u cant read my bad handwriting #oc art #art #traditional art #persona #lunch bag #Bin Toast

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rileyslibrary · 1 year

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Simon’s armchair

Simon “Ghost” Riley x GN!Reader | 385 words | Comfort | Want more?

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You sip a glass of rich, ruby-red wine as you recline on the couch, cosily covered in a blanket. Simon is sitting in the armchair across from you; ‘his armchair,’ as you affectionately call it.

That armchair was a complete mess when you came across it on your nightly walk—a broken piece of furniture discarded next to a garbage bin.

But Simon saw something in it that you couldn’t see back then. You told him it was beyond repair, but he dismissed your statement, saying that with patience and determination, anything could be fixed. He saw potential in it, and you saw a frugal man trying to save a few bucks. He picked up the old armchair and carried it back home, determined to restore it.

And that’s exactly what he did.

Through countless hours in his workshop, he lovingly fixed it piece by piece, breathing new life into it. He worked tirelessly on the armchair, carefully removing the worn layers to reveal its inner structure. He reinforced any weak spots and meticulously crafted new legs to support their weight. He replaced the once-tattered fabric with a rich and inviting dark green suede, polished the wooden frame to a shine, and reinforced the springs inside to ensure comfort.

You look at him and smile as you reflect on the memories you both made with this chair. Those times you laughed and shared stories with him, his deep voice painting visions of distant lands. Or the mornings you woke up to find him sleeping on it, his breathing calm and steady. And the passionate nights you shared together when the chair’s comfort and the warmth of his lap fueled your ecstasy.

You couldn’t understand it back then, but now it’s clear; he was repairing the broken parts of himself, not just the furniture. It was his journey, his determination to become a better man, to reinvent himself. He was exposing his weaknesses, correcting his flaws, and embracing his identity alongside his creation. With patience and determination. And you couldn’t be more proud of him.

He meets your glance and smiles. You lift your glass in a toast to him, the man he’s become, and the life you’ve built together; to love, to growth, to the journey that brought you here.

And, of course, to that armchair.

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#simon ghost riley x gn!reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #call of duty #modern warfare 2 #cod mwii #cod ghost #cod mw2 #simon riley

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chaotictoast · 5 months

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Almost forgot to post this here oh no! Anyways, relistening to TMA means art hehe.

Trypophobia and worm warning under the cut (Jane Prentiss)

#art #digital art #tma fanart #the magnus archives #magnus archives #tma #toasts art bin

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mykoreanlove · 5 months

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Just another day at the dorms - Jisung version

„I can’t believe I’ve lost this stupid bet. I’m gonna kick your ass, Seungmin. Just you wait!“

Furiously, you entered the laundry room with big bags full of stinky shirts, pants and who knows what from the boys. Once again you’ve lost another bet against puppy boy and now you’re doomed as stray kids‘ laundry maid. You emptied the bin and sorted out the various colors as your eyes noticed a very bright and very pink thong, covered in crystals just like a pussy should be immersed in.

„Wait, isn‘t that mine?“

You observed it thoroughly, it definitely did resemble the sexy lingerie you owned. But then again how did it end up in the boys‘ dirty laundry?

You shook your head and dismissed the thought. „Some of them must have shagged a girl with taste for once. Probably Innie, dude‘s been toasted for a while now.“

Days later you were alone at the dorms, relaxing and watching a new drama. Ease and calmness spread through your system as you forgot about schedules, trainings and interviews for once.

„Yah, is that Song Kang? Move y/n, I wanna watch it with you!“

Jisung entered enthusiastically, eager to spend some time with you - and Kang. You always had a special place for him in your heart as Ji was someone you could trust easily. He regularly opened up to you, so naturally you reciprocated the energy. „Come here“, you patted the seat next to you. For hours you watched, talked and laughed until your attention span grew thin.

„Ji, I’m bored“, you whined. „Let’s do something.“

He looked at you expectantly. „Do what?“

You batted your eyelashes at him before attacking him with your fingers. „Something like this“, you said as you tickled him relentlessly.

„Oh my god, stop! Y/N stop“, Ji cried out loud. You caught a quick glimpse of his underwear as he held his arms over his head as a shield. Abruptly, you stopped and walked over to your room, raiding your closet in panic.

„Where is it? Where the fuck is it?“, you cursed, unable to find your bright, pink thong that was covered in crystals.

„Hey, is everything alright?“ Jisung stood at your door, concern on his face.

You walked up to him, sliding his sweater up, revealing the straps of your thong.

„Are you“, you cleared your throat, „are you wearing my thong, Ji?“

You noticed the glimpse of shame in his eyes, but he still chose to be truthful about it.

„I can explain.“

You grabbed his hand and pulled him into your room, shutting the door behind him.

„I’m listening.“

He took a deep breath and began his explanation. „One time, when I lost a bet against Seungmin, I had to do our laundry and somehow your stuff got mixed with ours. I… I found your thong and I couldn’t help it. It just looked so flashy and bright and I imagined what it would feel like to wear it so I stole it from you. I’m sorry, y/n. But I was right, it feels so good on my skin and it makes me feel confident. Sexy even, given the fact that this is forbidden.“

Jisung intrigued you, very much so.

„Show me“, you commanded.

„What?“ Big eyes full of confusion faced you.

„I want to see. Show me.“

Hesitantly, he slid down his pants and showed you your underwear.

The bright color matched perfectly with his white skin. The crystals on his bulge popped even more, now that he was aroused. You walked over to him and turned him around, gazing at his sweet tush in your lingerie.

You hugged him from behind, as you whispered in his ear, hot and heavy. „I kinda like it, Ji. Makes me want to fuck you like a sweet little sub.“

Your hands found his bulge and started kneading, his dick was twitching in your palms immediately. Jisung let out a high squeak.

„Hmm, do you like that?“

He shook his head in agreement.

„Do you want more?“

His whole body vibrated from nodding his head yes. You pushed him on the chair and sat on him, facing him fully.

Your lips slandered his neck as you ground your hips heavily on his hard cock. „Fuck, y/n“, Ji moaned. Instead of replying you stripped him off everything but your thong.

„I like seeing you like that. Such a good boy for me“, you kissed him. Forcefully, you pulled his hair back which made him hiss in even more arousel.

„You wanted me to find out, didn’t you?“

Jisung nodded.

„You wanted me to see you in this, didn’t you?“

He bit his lip and nodded once again.

„You want me to fuck you in nothing but my thong, don’t you?“

His head nodded faster, his desperation growing by the second. You pushed your thong to the side, freeing his aching cock from the fabric. Jisung‘s eyes lit up, unable to comprehend his luck right now. You lifted your hips before sliding down slowly, taking him all in. Jisung was well endowed, his cock thick and eager to please. You felt your pussy twitching around him, he was begging you to ride him. „Use me, y/n. Punish me for stealing your thong. Please.“

You started bouncing on him, bringing both of you close to orgasm within seconds. „I’m close“, he panted. „Let me come inside you y/n, I am begging you.“

You got off of him and pulled your thong back on him, making him come all in your lingerie. It was a mess - sticky fluids covered everything but you didn’t care. Seeing him like that was such a turn on. You rubbed the fabric on the tip of his cock, covering it with cum all over.

Jisung‘s pupils were dilated, not only from his high but also from shock. “Why did you do that? It’s ruined now.“

You laughed and stripped it off him. Jisung watched you put on your thong that was covered in his jizz. He licked his lips, he watched you like a predator watched his prey.

„Don’t worry, Ji. I like them like that.“

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skz317cb97 · 1 year

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The Beat

Jisung x Female reader

Word count: 2.5k (no look they're really drabbles okay?)

Synopsis: Jisung is having difficulties with a project and asks you to help take his mind off work for a bit.

A/N: 18+ ONLY! Okay seriously I'm on a roll right now but like I said they might not all come out so quickly so do bare with me if some of the others take longer. I am having so much fun writing these so I hope you all are enjoying them! Chan will be next! If you enjoy reading please reblog, comment, shoot me an ask, like, I love to hear from you guys! As always warnings and smut below the cut! 3/8

Warnings: 18+ ONLY! MDNI! Swearing/strong language, eluding to casual sex, oral (m receiving), deep throating, face fucking, cum eating, breath play (kinda not really), masturbating, cum shot, slight exhibitionism (kinda maybe, not really), slight MC dom/Jisung sub dynamic (kinda). I think that's all but if I ever miss something please let me know and I'll add it immediately!

It was the last morning before the guys were due back and you were on your knees under the kitchen table after you decided you’d rather blow Changbin than eat eggs and toast. You were sucking his soul out through his dick, choking and drooling all over his thick cock rubbing his balls and humming as you gagged on it again and again. Suddenly the front door opened and someone came walking into the apartment. Changbin had heard but apparently you didn’t because you were slurping and gagging on his fat cock when Jisung came around the corner into the dining room.

“Hey Changbinnie hyung!” Changbin’s eyes went wide with surprise.

“JISUNG! You’re home early!” You choked when Changbin shouted Jisung’s name and stopped sucking his dick for a second. But Jisung couldn’t see you or what was happening under that table and so you took Changbin’s cock back into your mouth and what you couldn’t fit you jerked off hard as you continued to fondle his balls covered in your saliva. You honestly didn’t know how he was holding it together, must be that strong jutdae of his.

“Yea I wanted to come home a little early and get some rest before having to jump back into the grind.” Changbin bit his bottom lip and nodded, small beads of sweat were starting to form on his temples and forehead and he prayed Jisung didn’t notice.

“Good idea Ji! Why don’t you go get you some rest!” Jisung looked at Changbin funny.

“Yea, okay Bin I’ll do that.” Jisung shook his head and went to his room. As soon as Changbin heard his bedroom door click closed he groaned out and came in your mouth. You swallowed and kept slurping on him until he was sensitive and pulled away.

“Remember this little moment the next time, pay back is a bitch.” Changbin laughed breathless, pulling you up from under the table.

“For now though we should probably get you home.” Changbin kissed you deeply.

“Go get dressed I’ll give you a ride.” He patted your rear end and you ran off to get your clothes on.

A month or so went by and everything was still just the way it always was. You and the guys had your board game nights every other Monday and had been to the club to go dancing and drinking. You had fucked two of them and at least one of them knew and they both acted like nothing happened. Aside from a lingering touch here and there when passing you or sitting by you everything was perfectly normal. It was a nice day and you were walking to the park down the street from your place when you got a call from Jisung.

“Hey Ji!” You heard him sigh heavily.

“Hey y/n.” He sounded drained.

“What’s wrong Sungie?” He took another deep breath.

“I’ve been at the studio all night and I’m just so stressed over this song that I’m having trouble with. Do you...you think maybe you could come to the studio and help me?” You were confused as to why Jisung was asking you to do this when Chan or Changbin would be far better options since they actually knew how to produce music.

“Ji I don’t know anything about music.”

“I know I just mean come and hang out, maybe distract me for a bit, clear my head.” Well that made more sense, he needed to unplug for a minute. You were only going to go on a hike at the park because you were bored anyway.

“Sure Sungie I’ll come hang out for a bit.” You could already hear his voice getting lighter.

“You’re the best y/n. See you soon!” When you got to the studio the door was slightly cracked open. You knocked lightly and walked in. When you did you saw Jisung with his head laid on his desk; it looked as if he’d fallen asleep while waiting on you. You were just going to back out and let him rest but you bumped something by the door and Jisung’s head sprung up.

“Oh hey! You made it great!” He rubbed his eyes.

“If you want to nap a little longer, I can come back later.” He shook his head and stood up walking over to welcome you in.

“No no I was only resting my eyes. Please come in.” He closed and locked the studio door behind you and ushered you towards the sofa in the studio. You sat down getting comfy and Jisung sat in the roll-y chair across from you. You both exchanged some small talk and caught up with what the other had been doing recently. Everyone had been so busy lately it felt like it had been forever since you’d see any of the guys when reality it had only been two weeks. The longer you sat there chatting with Jisung the more antsy he seemed to get, knee bouncing, eyes darting, if he chewed on his lip anymore he’d bite it off so finally you said something.

“Sungie you’re supposed to be relaxing and clearing your mind a bit. You look like you're ready to crawl out of your skin. What’s going on?” His teeth let go of his lip and he let out a heavy sigh.

“I... I really want to ask you something but I don’t want you to get upset with me or take it the wrong way.” His face was so soft and his big brown eyes seemed to have grown even bigger. You could tell he was genuinely scared you would be angry with him. You sat up and leaned forward a bit closing some of the distance between you and Jisung.

“Well... I promise to listen and try to understand if that helps at all.” Jisung nodded and shook his head.

“Okay... whewww... okay...” You braced yourself unsure of exactly what was going to come out of Jisung’s mouth. Jisung closed his eyes tightly.

“WouldyoudowhatyoudidforChangbinniehyungformetoo?!” It all came out in a shouted jumble of words. You jumped at the volume of his voice and caught fragments of words but not enough to understand him. You shook your head.

“Take a deep breath Sungie and slow down okay?” He took a couple more deep breaths and then closed his eyes again, softly this time.

“Would you do what you did for Changbin hyung for me too?” Your brow furrowed in confusion and then the memory of you blowing Changbin under the table when Jisung came home flashed through your mind. You tried to play stupid.

“Uh what do you mean? What did I do for Changbin?” Jisung’s face was buried in both of his hands embarrassed to say.

“Well... you... know... you... uh... sucked his... d-”

“HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?!” Jisung jumped and looked terrified that he had in fact upset you. You were just caught off guard finding out he knew; you coughed and lowered your voice.

“How do you know that?” Jisung wrung his hands together.

“Changbinnie hyung said you were going to be over for the weekend. When I came home I saw your shoes by the door and then... well I saw your feet poking out from under the table a bit, that and Changbin hyung looked like he was about to explode.” Your face felt hot. You were so embarrassed to find out that Jisung knew the whole time that you had been under the table. Then it registered and you remembered Jisung’s actual question.

“Wait did you ask me...” Jisung waved you off in a panic.

“Never mind about that, sorry! I shouldn’t have suggested it! You’re my friend and I respect you and I shouldn’t have...” You couldn’t help but be endeared by his babbling.

“Sungie do you want me to suck you off or not?” His eyes went wide and his mouth dropped open.

“Words Jisungie. Do you want me to suck your cock?” He gulped hard shaking his head up and down.

“Yes!” You tsked him.

“Yes what Ji?”

“YES PLEASE!” You hummed pleased and smiled at him.

“Good boy.” You got on your knees in front of him and ran your hands up his firm thighs towards the waist band of his pants. He looked down at you with his wide hopeful eyes. You could see his pants already starting to tent from his growing erection. You slowly unbuttoned his pants, dragging the zipper down one tooth at a time, a little whine came out of the back of Jisung’s throat and you looked up at him.

“Aww poor Sungie, you need it bad don’t you baby?” Jisung licked his lips and nodded.

“Please?” You smiled at him sweetly

“You asked so nicely how could I say no?” You grabbed the waist band of Jisung’s pants and underwear and pulled both down to his ankles. His cock was hard and leaking, smooth and pretty and while not as big as Changbin’s he was not lacking.

“Such a pretty cock Jisungie.” You praised him.

“Really?” He sounded surprised by your compliment.

“Oh yes Ji, pretty cock for a pretty boy.” His cheeks started turning red and you thought it was so cute. You had always thought Jisung was cute, his chubby cheeks and toothy smile. You licked your hand and wrapped your fingers around his cock. You started to stroke him slowly, your thumb rubbing the tip of his cock before twisting your wrist and sliding down his shaft again.

“Ffuck!” Jisung’s cock started leaking even more precum.

“You’re not going to cum already are you Sungie?” You leaned forward and licked the precum off the head of his dick and he twitched in your hand hard.

“N-nno I w-won’t please suck on it please!” The way he begged for your mouth made your body buzz with excitement and you could feel your arousal wetting your panties. You nodded and started gently sucking on the head of Jisung’s cock, slowly going further down his shaft, coating him in your saliva. Jisung gathered all your hair into a ponytail and looked down at you with your mouth full of his dick. When he hit the back of your throat and you gagged you pulled off and started jerking him off, looking up at him, your hair still held back by his hand.

“You’re such a gentleman Jisungie, holding my hair back for me while a choke on your cock.” You hummed and took him back into your mouth bobbing your head up and down sucking, drooling, and swirling your tongue around him.

“It’s s-so good y/n feels... Oh FUCK!” Jisung was glad the studio was soundproof because he moaned out uncontrollably when you gagged on his dick again and continued to suck him off. The grip he had on your hair tightened a bit as you repeatedly took his cock to the back of your throat, squelching, spitting, and gagging on it with pleasure before pulling off and stroking him again, harder than before.

“You’re being so good for me Sungie. Stand up.” He did as you said although on shaky legs since you were still firmly jerking him off. He looked down at you and thought he’d died and gone to heaven. You were kneeling in front of him, blushing, your chin covered in spit and precum giving him those sparkling doe eyes.

“Okay Jisungie, fuck my face.”

“Excuse me what...” You giggled a little, seeing you all messy and sweet then hearing that come from your mouth short circuited something in Jisung’s brain for a moment. You repeated.

“I said choke me with your pretty cock, make me deep throat you, hold me down on your dick until I’m gasping for air, face fuck me Ji, be good and I'll let you cum wherever you want.

Jisung twitched uncontrollably in your hand and he got a little sparkle in his eye.

“A-anywhere?” He asked unbelieving and you nodded, kissing the tip of his dick softly again and again.

“That’s right baby. Now, fuck. My. Face.” You took Jisung’s cock into your mouth again and started a good rhythm then Jisung started to gently thrust into your mouth testing the waters. When you hummed in pleasure he went a little harder. Your hands came up and grabbed his ass pushing him deeper into your throat still. Jisung got the hint and started fucking your throat harder and faster. The sound of your spit and gagging, you moaning around his cock, it all made Jisung feel so lightheaded. Jisung’s grip shifted and one of his hands cradled the back of your head as the other supported your jaw. Once he had his hold adjusted he really started jamming his dick into your throat. He pulled you off and tilted your head up to look at you. You were panting, a little sweaty, covered in spit and blushing. He shoved you back onto his cock, pinched your nose closed and pushed the back of your head down until your nose was buried into the soft spot above his cock. He made several shallow thrusts, drool dripped down his cock and balls as your throat constricted over and over again around the tip of his dick while you were struggled to breathe. Jisung looked down and realized you had one of your hands down your own pants riding and fucking yourself on your fingers as Jisung choked you with his cock. He pulled you off again and spit trailed from your fucked out face to the tip of his swollen red cock. You smirked up at him.

“Where do you want to cum Jisungie? Hmm?” You started stroking him with your free hand, your other still teasing and rubbing your clit. He bit his lip and whispered embarrassed.

“uhon your f...” You spit on his cock and started stroking him faster and harder.

“Sorry Sungie I can’t hear you baby. Where do you want to come?” You sucked on the tip of his dick as you continued to stroke him fast and hard, your warm wet tongue teasing. You stopped playing with your pussy and started gently playing with his balls.

“ON YOUR FACE! GOD PLEASE LET ME CUM ALL OVER YOUR PRETTY FUCKING FACE!” You spit on Jisung’s cock again and stroked him as fast as you could, two fingers from the hand playing with his balls followed a wet trail down until you were softly fingering his perineum. You aimed his dick at your face.

“Do it Ji paint my face with your cum baby.” The strangled moan that came from Jisung as he came almost made you climax untouched. A thick stripe of cum shot across your lips and nose, another across your cheek and one eye, another across your nose and forehead, more across your other eye, it pooled in your puckered lips as more stripes of his cum shot across your face. Your hand had crept back down into your pants again and you rubbed your throbbing wet cunt as you started to lick at the cum dripping down your face. Jisung helped wipe you off and once your face was clean again you stood and slumped back on the couch your legs spread wide.

“Look Sungie, you made such a mess.” Your hands trailed into your pants again and you played with your pussy. Jisung crawled on the floor on all fours and his face hovered over your warm cunt while you continued to tease and finger yourself.

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