Holy Pt. 1
Member: Jisung (Han)
Warnings: Pastor's Son! Jisung, Praise, Slight Corruption.
Description: He confesses how long he's looked for a place to worship and oh, you put him on his knees.
SMUT BELOW THE LINE
“Amen.” Your pastor, Mr. Han, finishes his opening prayers, starting his sermon. You sat there bored out of your mind when your eyes landed on his son. This wasn’t uncommon for you. Jisung was striking. Every single time you got bored of the sermon you would let your eyes wander to him. The earrings he’d gotten behind his father’s back, that his father always failed to notice, always peeking through that beautiful dark hair. His face was gorgeous, always so seamless, no imperfections at all. His broad shoulders made him look so strong. He would be able to hold you so tightly.
You squeezed your thighs together, careful to not set your parents off about your current stat. Hot. You felt so hot. How could you be doing this, I mean, this was wrong after all but you couldn’t help it. You craved Jisung. You wanted him so bad.
You snapped out of your thoughts when you realized he was no longer sitting up in his typical seat by his father. You looked around, but still nothing. You sat completely still when you felt someone sit next to you. You refused to look, tensing just a bit when you felt him lean to whisper in your ear, his warm breath sending chills down your spine. “You know, you should be paying attention.” He whispers as you finally slowly turn your head to meet his eyes.
“Jisung, I-” You start to whisper but he cuts you off, shaking his head. He leans in, almost as if he were going to kiss you before he leans to your ear. “Follow me.” He whispers before he stands up, slowly walking toward the classrooms.
You lean over to whisper to your mother. “Jisung needs help unpacking the books for next week, I’m gonna go help him.” You lied, slowly getting up. You followed behind Jisung, gently fixing your dress while you walked.
As you walked, you began to play with the ideas your mind was producing. What did he want with you? He’d never actually specified. What if he actually was innocent? That couldn’t be right. He wasn’t innocent. You’d walked in on him smoking a joint last week when you’d gotten bored of the service.
“Y/n? Are you coming or not?” He asks, noticing that you’d stopped walking, a smirk gently painted on his lips. “Jisung.. where are we even going?” You ask to which he chuckles. “My father’s office. I want to talk with you.” He hums, leading you inside, shutting the door behind himself.
He watches you carefully when you sit down on the couch. “Stupid skirt.” You mumble to yourself as it rides up your thighs causing him to smirk again. He sits on the coffee table near the couch, still watching you. He takes you in fully, checking you out multiple times before he stares into your eyes.
“Jisung. . . what did you want to talk about?” You ask quietly, staring back into his gorgeous brown eyes. He snaps out of his trance and stands up, sitting down next to you. He places his hand on your thigh, gently tracing shapes into it. “I want to talk about the way you watch me. . . you watch me a lot during service. I think you’ve grown fond of me.” He whispers the last part into your ear, causing you to shiver. “I’m not sure what you mean, Jisung.” You mumble as he gently tugs on your hand that you hadn’t even realized he was holding. You instinctively stand to which he smirks and pulls you into his lap.
“Would you look at that. Your body already knows how to react to me.” He mumbles into your ear as you slowly straddle him, your skirt riding up well past your ass now. He rests his hands there, smirking. “Lace?” He asks, referring to the lace underwear his hands were now rubbing against. You nod slowly, blushing a bit. “Any reason? Or did you just decide to wear it?” He asks, looking you straight in the eyes. You shake your head a bit, but he catches your bluff instantly. “You can tell me it feels best on your pussy, baby. I’m not as innocent as I let my father believe. I know it pleases you to have it rub against you every single time you cross your legs.” You blush brightly and nod, finally speaking. “It does. It feels really good.” You mumble softly, a brighter blush coating your cheeks as your hot core becomes soaked once again. He kisses you deeply, gripping your waist hard.
After a while of making out, he pulls away from you softly and kisses your neck very gently. “Can you turn around for me, angel?” He asks softly, kissing your cheek very softly. You turn around to face forward, tilting your head a bit. “Wait, why did you want me to turn around?” You ask to which he chuckles. “I’m going to make you feel good, baby. Instead of you having to rely on your panties, I’m going to do it for you.” He hums softly, gently massaging your thighs before he slides his hands up them slowly, eventually gripping your underwear and sliding them off. The feeling of the cool air hitting your core causes you to whine. Jisung sits back against the couch, manspreading, helping you spread your legs wider, resting yours against his own.
“Lean back, princess. Relax for me.” He whispers as you nod, leaning back, becoming engulfed in his chest. He slowly pulls your dress off of you, undoing and removing your bra. “Okay beautiful, I’m gonna touch you now, okay? Tell me when you want me to stop, okay?” He asks softly as you nod. “Baby, I need you to verbally confirm.” He hums softly as you nod and hum. “I want you to touch me.” You confirm. He smirks a bit, kissing your neck gently while he trails his right hand to hover over your core before he very softly starts to rub your clit, a soft moan leaving him right after you start moaning. He continues to kiss your neck while he trails his left hand to rub one of your nipples.
“Jesus Christ...” You mumble, slowly starting to grind against his hand while leaning deeper into his shoulder. Jisung clicks his tongue and smirks. “Baby girl, we’re in church. You should know not to say that~” He hums teasingly, sliding a finger deep into you, then another. You moan a bit more, your breathing becoming labored while he uses the hand that was rubbing your nipple to rub your clit. “You’re doing so good, baby~ does it feel good?” He asks as you moan deeply, nodding. “It feels so good, so so fucking good. . .” you moan, nuzzling his neck softly while you continue to moan. “Damn princess.” He mumbles, turning his head to kiss you deeply while he speeds up his hands.
“Fuck.. fuck fuck fuck.. Jisung, more.. more please!” You whimper, so close, needing more. He smirks and starts curling his fingers while thrusting them just a bit deeper, causing you to moan loudly, your back arching away from his chest as you release on his fingers. You tense and relax against him multiple times, whining a few times, sucking in a sharp breath as he slowly pulls his fingers out of you, sucking them dry
He helps you slowly stand up and then grips your hips and pulls you tight to his body, using his new leverage to help you grind against his thigh while he leans in to kiss you deeply, helping you grind more which causes you to moan a bit louder. He smirks, slowly pulling away from your lips. “God, you’re so adorable.” He moans gently, continuing to help you grind. “You know, I’ve caught you staring at me all the time. You dream of this, don’t you? You fantasize about me playing with you?” He asks to which you nod, whining. “I really do… I want you so bad.” You mumble which makes him smirk.
“What else do you dream about, baby?” He asks as he slowly slides his hands up and down your back softly. You bite your lip and stare into his eyes. “I’ve dreamed of you…” Jisung smirks more, gently kissing you again. “What about me?” He asks, tracing his fingers softly up your back. “I dream of you in me…” You whisper, blushing brightly, softly shifting into his lap, grinding against his hard on, drawing a moan from him.
“I can make your dreams come true.” He whispers, starting to kiss down your neck. He sucks very very softly on your skin, causing you to moan shakily. “I’m gonna make you feel good baby, but first I need to undress myself, okay?” He asks softly as you nod, gently pulling on his hair. “I can help.” You hum softly, starting to unbutton his shirt, helping him pull it off quickly. As soon as you do, you kiss him deeply, pulling him close, chest pressing to yours a soft moan leaving him while your hands scramble to undo and remove his pants as quickly as possible.
He helps you slide off his pants, whining softly when you start to grind against him again. While you grind he starts to talk, moaning while he does so. “You’re so damn beautiful… so amazing. You’re gorgeous..” he whispers as you blush. “Are you sure you want this, baby?” He asks, kissing your forehead as you nod. “I’m sure.. I’m so sure..” He nods and slowly pulls his boxers off, humming. “I’m gonna make you feel so good, precious angel. My god, you’re so beautiful.” He bites his lip softly when you blush, kissing you gently.
“Are you ready, beautiful?” He asks. “I’m ready… please just fuck me already.” You whine softly, causing him to giggle. “Oh princess~ you’re so needy aren’t you? You want me to fuck you? I can do that, beautiful~” He hums as he gently helps you slide onto him. “Fuck!” You groan, starting to ride him, pulling moans from him as well as yourself. “You’re so fucking good, princess~ you’re doing so good, baby girl.”
“Does it feel good, baby?” He asks softly to which you instantly nod, riding him a bit harder. “So fucking good…” you moan out just as he flips you both over so he’s on top, thrusting hard into you. “How about now?” He asks, smirking when you moan substantially louder, throwing your head back. “Right there~ right there, harder though!” You moan out as he smirks and thrusts harder in the same spot.
“Kiss me.” You whine, knowing your moans were way too loud and that if he didn’t shut you up you’d be caught. He complies and kisses you deeply while he starts thrusting faster into you, your moans filling his mouth. He somehow stays gentle when he touches you, helping you raise an arm above your head so he can hold your hand. He lets you use your other hand to run it through his hair, his free hand gently gripping your hip tightly.
He then moves the hand that was previously on your hip to rub your clit fast, your moans only growing louder. The feeling of pressure hitting you hard. “Ji...sung god, it feels good. Oh jesus christ-” you whine, his smirk alone making you moan. “Baby girl… we’re in church. Mind your language~ don’t you know you’re being disrespectful~” he hums teasingly to which you can only moan.
It’s right then that you fully take in his appearence. His hair messy from your previous pulling, eyes filled with lust. You notice how his arms flex and how his hips roll so expertly. There was no way in hell it was his first time.
“Fuck… fuck fuck fuck fuck. . .” You repeat the word over and over, moans growing to a higher pitch, gradually the pressure inside of you begins to build and when he rolls his hips harder, you moan even louder.
You release hard, shaking while you moan and whine. “Now, I’m going to pull out of you, okay?” He asks as you shake your head. “No! Not yet…” You whisper, kissing him deeply as he thrusts you through your orgasm. “Baby, if I don’t pull out I’ll-” You cut him off yet again. “I’m on the pill, fill me up baby, it’s okay” You whisper, kissing him deeply as he almost instantly cums, his own moans finally filling the room.
He collapses softly into your neck, kissing it while he lazily thrusts into you, riding out his orgasm, whimpering a few times. “You did so good, precious. So so good.” He whispers softly, slowly pulling himself out of you. “You feel so good. . . fit so perfect.” you whisper shakily as he smiles. “You’re so cute, baby. I almost want to do it again just to see you cum.” He hums, kissing you lovingly. “I do too...” You mumble as he smiles softly. “How about I come with you after service? I’ll come home with you and we can talk some more?” He asks softly as you nod and smirk. “My parents won’t mind at all, they love you.” You whisper, slowly sitting up while he helps you get dressed.
As soon as you were finished getting yourselves situated his father came into the room. “Jisung? Oh hi Y/N, what are you doing back here?” He asks as you smile. “We were just describing the word holy, I didn’t know what it meant until he showed me.” You mumble, dragging Jisung out, realizing your little session had lasted the entire service.
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