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naeviskz · 2 months

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WHIRLWIND ๑‧˚₊ ─── HHJ

synopsis ; you overreact just a teensy bit when you see hyunjin talking to another girl, but when you find out the actual reason why … you try everything you can to make it up to him.

genre 숌 non-idol au, boyfriend!hyunjin x girlfriend!reader | established relationship

words - 3.6k tags/warnings 숌 fluff, (some) angst? pwp, smut, reader gets very jealous easily/has possessive tendencies, small mentions of insecurities, v v v clingy & needy gf, marking, dry humping, dirty talk, oral (m), lowkey daddy kink, hj has a big cawk, breeding kink cause that’s my fave tehe. i will preface that oc kinda has a toxic way of thinking and it’s def not healthy to act this way irl !!

now playing 🎧 : cool with you by newjeans, streets by doja cat

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[ this my first ever writing that has smut in it so bear w/ me pls ;-; i’m still learning how to do this right haha, but lmk if you enjoyed this at all <3 **not proofread btw ! ]

“Let’s go on that one next Jinnie!!” You squeal like a giddish teenager as you point to the ride up ahead, violently pulling on Hyunjin’s hand his entire arm might just fall off.

It’ll be your 1 year anniversary in approximately a week, and what better way to pre celebrate than going to the amusement park and watching fireworks at night? You haven’t been to one in years, reminiscing all those times you were a kid innocently frolicking around, not having a single care in the world. Since you’re a fully grown adult now it’s an altered experience, you’re able to pick up on social cues and no longer need parental supervision. You forgot just how thrilling it was to let loose and have fun, all while spending it with your lovely boyfriend.

The current ride you’re both getting on is essentially a giant wooden pirate ship that swings in a horizontal motion, elevating you high up in the air. You don’t do heights very well but Hyunjin’s a little daredevil who gets off on the adrenaline rush. He’s tried convincing you to do skydiving but that’s just something you refuse to compromise on. Before going on the pirate ship ride you went on the teacups, which was probably your favorite one of today. You couldn’t stop giggling and teasing Hyunjin over how incredibly fast he was spinning the turn-wheel, almost forgetting that you were also supposed to contribute. Spending quality time with your boyfriend like this means everything to you, he makes you feel like you’re floating on a pink cloud whenever you’re together. Like nothing else matters but you and him.

As the day progressed, what was once a milky, pale blue sky has now become a smoky dull atmosphere. Night was approaching any minute, making the temperature drop dramatically— you regret leaving the house in just shorts and a crop top. Your limbs shaking and trembling involuntarily from gusts of cool air the wind casually blows, Hyunjin seems to take note of this and takes action immediately.

“Want my hoodie babe?” Hyunjin asks out of concern, ready to yank it off the minute you agree.

You profusely nod at his offer, unable to withstand the frigid weather for another second. He pauses momentarily to grab the hem of his Versace sweatshirt with his free hand, swiftly drawing it over his head and handing it to you. Underneath he wore a thin plain white tee, now suffering from the cold— but any sacrifice is worthy of making for his precious babygirl.

Quickly putting it on, your body feels instantly warmer from his body heat still embedded into the soft fabric. “You saved me Jinnie, I almost turned into a human popsicle!” Were you exaggerating a bit? Maybe, but that’s beside the point. You’re all cozy now in Hyunjin’s oversized hoodie, loving the fact that only you get to wear his clothes.

His eyes shape into crescents as he flashes an adoring smile, “my diet would only consist of peach flavored ___ popsicles for the rest of my life then.”

You swear he’s just the cutest, most adorable, sweetest thing to have ever walked this earth. Sometimes you wonder how you got so lucky to end up with a person as charming, and perfect as Hyunjin. He’d say the same about you too but there’s another layer to how you feel. You’re often very over protective and territorial over him, needing to know exactly where he is at all times and who he’s hanging out with. Most of the time he’s with you, either at your place or at his. There was a set routine you two had at this point, after he’s done with work he’ll call and let you know he’s on his way to yours. Hyunjin knows how paranoid you can get when he’s gone for too long so he makes sure to communicate with you as much as he can throughout the day. It’s hard to deal with someone as high maintenance as you but he makes it work, he likes that you’re always worried and concerned about him — he’d rather have a girlfriend like that than one who doesn’t care about him.

“Looks like the sun should be setting soon.. won’t be much longer ‘til the fireworks start!” You cheer out of excitement, part of the reason you wanted to come was to see them.

He nods in agreement, “you’re right, is there anything else you wanna ride before they start?”

As if your brain answered before you could even think, “You.”

His doe eyes widened at your bold reply, never quite getting used to your subtle dirty mind. “I’ll give you that in due time, don’t worry mamas.”

A little bit later on you challenged Hyunjin to try the ‘test your strength’ game and of course he couldn’t pass up a moment to impress you. He gets into a competitive sports stance, gripping the hammer tightly before he swung hard at the puck. The meter flew straight up and hit the bell on his first try, able to win whatever prize he wanted from the largest section. He lets you choose whichever plushy you wanted, a giant fluffy pink stuffed unicorn that you held in your other hand that wasn’t occupied with Hyunjin’s.

“Hyunjinnieee, ‘m getting kinda hungry,” you childishly whine in hopes of getting him to buy you both food.

Before he could even get a response out your eyes were already fixated on something. The glowing neon lights of a food stand selling mozzarella corn dogs, you’ve always wanted to try those as you see them all the time on TikTok. Without hesitation you make a mad dash for the line as you drag your innocent boyfriend along for the adventure. As you got closer you realize the lines pretty spread out, there was at least 20+ people waiting but you were willing to stay as you really wanted one.

Hyunjin detaches his hand from yours, making you question his sudden intentions, “be right back babe, m’gonna go to the restroom.” He politely excuses himself, “here’s my card just in case I don’t make it back in time.” Pulling his credit card from his wallet to hand you before venturing off.

“Don’t be gone for too long please, or else I’ll come find you myself.” You were dead serious too, honestly speaking you didn’t necessarily want him out of your sight but you trust that he’ll come back in a reasonable amount of time. Hopefully.

“I promise babe.” He reassures, giving a quick peck to your forehead before vanishing into the crowd.

After what seemed like an eternity, you manage to secure the corn dogs and pay for them with Hyunjin’s card. Realizing now that your boyfriend is still gone, it’s been a good 15-20 minutes and he promised that he’d be back. Now you have to go looking for him like a mother who’s just lost their child. Scanning every area of the park you came across, you begin to feel anxious when you don’t see him anywhere. A range of negative thoughts intrude your mind with possibilities of where he could’ve gone. What you weren’t expecting was for your intuition to be exactly spot on.

There he was standing in front a taco truck, talking and laughing with another girl. A girl you absolutely do not recognize and have no clue why or what she’s doing even having a conversation with your man. You couldn’t move at all, frozen in place as you watched the scene fold out in front of you, making you more livid as it continues. The mystery girl was pissing you off by the minute, the tiny skirt she wore barely left anything to the imagination and her body language was way too close for comfort for your liking. You had to put a stop to this immediately.

Slowly you make your way up to them, examining the situation further. The blonde girl tries to loom even closer to Hyunjin but he backs away a bit, a sheer look of fear and paranoia in his eyes. She keeps talking to him but he doesn’t really say much back, only half smiling and nodding. What makes you pick up your pace at lightning speed was when he pulls his phone out from his back pocket, as if he’s about to ask for her number.

You’ve seen enough, it’s time to intervene now.

Practically sprinting up to them you see the girl perk up when she sees you, giving a friendly wave and inviting smile as if she wasn’t just trying to steal your man a second ago. You’re ready to rip this bitches hair out and show her that she’s picked the wrong one to mess with today.

“Oh hi, you must be ___, it’s so good to finally meet you!” Her voice was so squeaky and high-pitched, not even in a cute way, just obnoxiously loud and annoying.

…How the fuck does this girl know who you are?

“Who the hell is this?” You snap at Hyunjin, completely ignoring the girl’s presence, “How does she know you?”

“I’m— ”

“I believe I asked my boyfriend, not you. Who is she?” You rudely cut her off to reiterate the question.

Hyunjin looks like he’s just witnessed a murder, his own murder to be exact. “This is Valerie, we went to high school together, I was just showing her your freelance work and all the cool designs you make ‘cause she’s looking for graphic designers and I think you’re really talented babe.”

Your heart just sank to the pit of your stomach. The balled up fist your right hand was clenching soon released itself, no longer in fight mode but flight mode from the sudden embarrassment you’re internally battling.

“Oh..”

“Uh, well it was nice talking to you Hyunjin! I’ll go find my husband now, but your graphics are incredible ___ and I’d love to hire you for a couple projects I have lined up. Here’s my business card!” She hands you the flimsy card stock and leaves in an instant.

Now you feel totally ridiculous for almost causing a scene and cursing out the girl and your boyfriend for just wanting to promote your work. You owe him an apology big time.

“I thought you were…”

“Flirting with another girl, seriously? You think I have a death wish or something? Of course I’d never try something like that. The first thing she saw was you as my lock screen when I checked the time. Plus she’s married, I don’t think she’d be that dumb.” Hyunjin further proves his case, making sure not to leave any details out.

“M’sorry baby, please forgive me.” You plead for forgiveness, regressing back to your softer, more gentle side “lemme make it up to you daddy.”

“Nngh! Hyunjin-” you keen into his ear as you rub your clothed heat against his toned thigh, holding onto him for stable support.

You seriously felt bad for acting out like that earlier, all you want to do now is make him feel so good he forgets all about your previous unhinged behavior. Lord knows what you’d do if you ever lose someone so important to you. You can’t think about that right now though. Right now was all about him and making him feel good, but you can’t help but get something out of it as well.

The backseat of his car was a bit cramped as he decided to take his smaller convertible instead of the SUV, not exactly bargaining that later on you’d be getting freaky in his vehicle. Nonetheless you enjoy each other’s company, not needing much space anyway — if anything you wanted to be as close to him as possible. If you could get inside his skin you probably would. You love Hyunjin more than yourself, often feeling like you aren’t good enough to be with him. Maybe the reason you’re so protective and jealous is because you fear he’ll leave you for someone better.

Lazily trailing your lips down further, placing small pecks here and there until you land on his neck, adorned with a dainty silver chain, nuzzling your face into the crook of it. He smells so good, the cologne he’s wearing along with his natural pheromones is an intoxicating concoction. You stick your tongue out, gliding the wet muscle over his bare skin, still feverishly rutting into him while listening to his ethereal moans.

“Mmm.. I love you.” He murmurs under his breath, slipping his hands underneath (his) your hoodie to feel you up. His hands travel upwards to find the valley of your breasts, still covered by the bra you’re wearing he slides underneath the cups to lightly squeeze them.

You nibble on his neck in response, harshly sucking on the flesh to leave visible love bites, you want to make it abundantly clear to the whole world Hwang Hyunjin belongs to you.

“I love you more Hyunjinnie,” you stop for a brief moment to say, “gonna prove it.” Which you will once you’re satisfied with marking his entire neck and chest with dozens of purple and red hickeys.

Even though he’s touching you, grinding his hard length into you and purring out your name, you need more. Craving to see and feel more of him, you tug at the hem of his t-shirt in hopes he catches your drift.

“Off. Now.” You demand sharply, getting more impatient by the second.

He obliges instantly, stripping the garment off his body to reveal the most gorgeous set of abs you’ve laid your eyes upon, he’s so unreal it makes you constantly question if you’re dreaming. You went from his neck to kissing his plump lips, his hand cupping the side of your face to deepen the kiss, both so desperate and horny for each other. Running your manicured hands down his beautiful body, just the tiniest flexing Hyunjin does with his muscles makes you go crazy. You need him to manhandle you, have you bent over and get fucked senselessly.

“Lie back Jinnie, m’gonna suck you off.” You command him to move, getting up from him so he can pivot into a more comfortable position.

He shuffles around, leaning into the leather seat before quickly undoing his pants and sliding them down his ankles. You get on your knees, disappearing between his legs to come in contact with his stiff erection. Tracing figure eights on his thighs, he hisses from your delicate touch. You couldn’t resist planting a chaste kiss to his stomach, leaving another wet kiss to his v-line. Any little touch makes Hyunjin’s heart beat out of his chest, he can’t get enough of you just as you can’t of him— high off each other like an addictive, psychoactive drug.

As you finally free his cock from the last barrier, his boxer briefs, you’re in awe from just how much precum he’s leaking already. His length stood straight up resting on his stomach, faint veins protruding around the shaft. You kiss his pretty pink tip while looking up at him with innocent eyes, grabbing the base of his cock, opening your mouth just a little to provide a few kitten licks. You’ve only just started but he feels like he’s going to come undone already.

“Shit-” he lowly grunts, feeling his cock pulsate in your tiny hand.

Taking him further in your mouth now, you manage to fit half of his length, bobbing your head up and down while keeping a tight suction on his cock. Hyunjin involuntarily rocks his hips into you, making you gag just a little from how big he is. You could never fit all of him (except for that one time you were super drunk and magically forgot what a gag reflex was) but you still try your best and that’s all that matters to him. He loves that you’re always willing to give him random blowjobs whenever and wherever, you both love public sex and the idea of possibly being caught. You take a short break to collect more saliva, spitting on his cock and spreading it with your hand to make it even messier. His mouth was permanently agape, staring down at you with lust filled eyes, not knowing how much longer he can last. When you start pumping his cock much faster along with swirling your tongue around it , he thinks he might just lose it. Panting heavily, he shifts underneath you in attempt to get you to stop but you keep sucking like the cock hungry slut you are for him. He’s seriously going to nut any minute if you continue at this rate.

“Babe.. you’re gonna make me cum if you keep this up…” he closes his eyes, almost giving in to what’s inevitably about to come.

“Isn’t that the goal?” You ask quickly before going back.

“No,” he says, slightly frustrated with you for not obeying, “fucking this tight little pussy is.”

You’re confused when he’s pulling you away from him, moving you from the floor and back onto his lap all in one swift action, manhandling you for real this time. “What’re you doing!” You raise your voice at him like a brat, to which he spanks your behind in response.

“Shh.. relax.” He shuts you up by pulling you in for a slow, sensual kiss.

You moan into his mouth, melting right into his touch like always. “Need you so bad please..” you whine for to feel more of him.

“Tell me what you need, I’ll give it to you baby.” He promises, lacing his fingers in your hair, looking at you with pure admiration.

“Your cock.. need your big fat cock inside me now,” you beg like a good girl, “please daddy, i’m literally soaking for you.” Shameless at this point with how you talk, but you know the dirtier you get the more Hyunjin likes it.

He can’t say no when you ask so polite that. “I’ll give it to you, I’ll give you whatever you want princess.”

And he does.

Once he rids you of your shorts and underwear, you’re back on top of him, lining yourself up with his thick cock that slides right in from you being so ready.

“Fuck you’re so wet baby.. you take this cock so well cutie,” he praises you in the hottest way possible. You’ll never get tired of hearing him talk like this to you, hence why you love to have sex so much.

“Only for you daddy.” You breathlessly spoke, getting used to his length for a moment before beginning to move. Slowly bouncing up and down his member at first until Hyunjin slams his cock into you, walls clenching as you feel every inch of him. You shifted from grinding on him in slow motion to picking up your speed, placing both hands around his neck. Hyunjin throws his head back in pleasure, wrapping his hand around your waist as the other grips the soft flesh of your ass.

“Mine… your cock is mine,” you’re going faster and faster, crying out as he matches your movements, thrusting back into you hard. “Only I get to ride this everyday.”

He doesn’t hesitate to agree, letting you know exactly who he belongs to. “I’m all yours babygirl, can have this cock as much as you want, use me to get yourself off..”

You feel like you’re about to come soon, legs shaking and spasming from his girth splitting you open. “Yes baby..” you couldn’t think straight anymore, “love your cock so much Jinnie..” You mewl from being so full and cockstuffed “mmph.. wanna have your babies.”

“Yeah? Want me to fill your little cunt with all my cum and get you pregnant, hmm ? That what you want pretty girl?” He sounded so pussy drunk he couldn’t even blame you for wanting to any of this.

One more thrust was all it took for the thread to unravel inside of you, seeing white, glowing stars as you get closer to your orgasm.

“Jinnie kiss me.”

He does as he’s told, grabbing your face to kiss you roughly, entering his tongue in your mouth to intertwine with yours. He’s so good at everything he does it’s insane. Maybe if the dick wasn’t so damn good you wouldn’t be half as crazy.

“I’m so close princess..” he announces, slipping one of his long, slender digits onto your clit, coaxing your release.

“Me too.”

Everything feels ultra sensitive to you as you approach your climax, whimpering as Hyunjin sucks on your perked nipples while you continue riding him. A sudden rambunctious crackling sound startles the both of you, but what you weren’t expecting to see outside were fireworks lighting up the night sky. You’d completely forgot how excited you were to see them, watching in amazement as all the vibrant colors morph together. Leaning in to tenderly kiss your boyfriend who was also momentarily distracted, you get back right to business, chasing after your highs. Hyunjin finishes inside you like you wanted, feeling his hot seed spill into your aching heat. You came undone shortly after, holding onto him while your bare chests collide. Fireworks detonate inside your body as they do outside.

As if the universe had orchestrated the perfect 1 year anniversary pre celebration just for the two of you; a perfect moment to seal your love with the glittering magic of romance and fireworks combined. Hyunjin’s so happy to have met someone like you, someone who loves him so passionately and so deeply. He may not understand why you think the way you do sometimes, or react with such brash methods, but he knows that you do it out of pure love. It’s a whirlwind of emotions dating you but he wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world or have it any other way.

- 完 ♡︎

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milkteabinniechan · 1 month

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bath water | hwang hyunjin

pairing: virgin! Hyunjin x afab reader // ☕ | m.list

summary: your friend Hyunjin wants to paint on a new canvas: you. And while you are supportive, you didn't think it would feel so good...

warnings: body worship, fingering (f. receiving) smut

part two here

“Well, I actually want to paint on you.” his voice lingered over the receiver. The pause weighed heavy between the two of you.

“You want me paint me?” you held your phone away from your ear, almost about to drop it. Hyunjin was an amazing artist. His pieces could be in museums, in art galleries. Why would he want to paint-

“Huh?” you chimed in finally.

Hyunjin went on to explain some videos he had seen recently demonstrating what they called a human canvas. Artists would paint on the person’s back, or legs, or arms, or… Hyunjin’s voice became softer until the heavy pause appeared again.

You agreed, somewhat reluctantly, to meet at his apartment the following weekend. He told you to wear comfortable clothes. As you paced your way up to his front door, all you could think about was his concentrated face as he paints, now that face would be on you.

Hyunjin answered the door in a loose-fitting white t-shirt and black sweatpants. His hair was messy and he looked exhausted.

“Hey, come on in,” he stepped back and made room for you to walk past him, “I was just getting set up. I put some plastic sheets on the floor and picked out all the colors I would need.”

You turned toward his living room to see a corner of the room with a few small plastic squares laid carefully on the hardwood floors. Pastel colors each in their individual cups and palettes. Paint brushes in various sizes splayed out around the floor as well. He really was full prepared. You chuckled to yourself, you weren’t surprised. When it came to his art, Hyunjin put everything he had into it.

“Alright, so…” hyunjin entered the room after you, “are you ready to get started?” His face was already turning red, as was yours. You could feel your cheeks getting warmer. You cleared your throat and nodded your head.

“Yeah. Let’s do this!” you shouted, fist in the air. Your sudden enthusiasm startling Hyunjin. He burst out laughing and playfully pushed your shoulder.

“You goof.” He smiled.

You smiled back. You had always found a way to make him laugh, and he had always found a way to put you at ease. Then you tugged at your shirt, remembering the whole reason you came over here. Your smile started to fade.

“Did you want to paint my arms? Or my back? Or my-”

“Your back.” Hyunjin cut you off. “I figured it would give me the most space to erm, work with.”

“Sounds good.” your enthusiastic voice now draining by the second.

You tugged at the hem of your shirt and began to pull it up over your head. Hyunjin quickly turned his back to you, awkwardly staring at the wall in front of him. He instructed you to turn away from him once you were ready and he would get started.

“Ready.” you signaled softly, your bare back now facing him. You held your breasts with both hands, a chill rising up over your entire body. Hyunjin worked in silence as you heard the sound of paint brushes dipping in water, then in what you assume was the paint.

The first stroke of his paintbrush was cold, very cold. You jumped at the feeling. The soft bristles trailing down your skin, leaving a damp, cool sensation behind.

“Is it okay?” Hyunjin spoke gently.

You weakly murmured a yes. Your eyes closed, focused intensely on the swirling motions and shapes that he was creating on your skin. You could picture his face, tightly squeezing and scrunching. Suddenly, he stopped painting.

“All done.” He spoke finally. Your eyes fluttered open. Had you fallen asleep? It all happened so fast.

“Already?” you tried to turn your head around, attempting to catch a glimpse of his work.

“I was point for two hours, goof. You must have zoned out.” Hyunjin stood up and stretched his arms and rolled his shoulders.

Two hours? You thought. Painting felt amazing. You were almost sad it was over. You didn’t want it to be over. You wanted more. The feeling of the paint brush across your skin. Wet paint dripping down your body. Wait. You thought, This was turning you on. You selfishly had an idea, but you had no notion if Hyunjin would even agree to it. You didn’t even know if he had seen a woman naked before. You didn’t want to overstep, but unholy thoughts were consuming you.

“Y-you know,” you started, “you could paint my front too, Hyunjin.” You turned your body toward him, his body still towering over yours. Your hands were still cupped over your breasts, but it’s where Hyunjin’s eyes were glued.

For a moment, he didn’t speak, neither of you did. You both just stared at each other, unsure what to say next. Eventually, you spoke again.

“Only if you have more to paint, of course. More ideas.” You waited again for a response. Hyunjin’s eyes were wide. His mouth tightened to a thin line across his face. You could feel your face growing hot again. Regretting every moment of the last five minutes.

“I-I don’t think that would be such a g-good idea.” Hyunjin said under his breath, avoiding eyes contact now. He rubbed the back of his nack and stared at the floor next to you.

You felt your heart fall into your stomach. Your throat dried up to dust and the air was pressed instantly from your lungs. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes as you broke eye contact with Hyunjin. You turned your face away quickly so he wouldn’t see how red it was.

“I’m going to go wash up, then.” was all you could think to say.

You stood fast and made your way to his bathroom. After you took a few minutes to catch your breath in front of the mirror, you turned on the bathtub. The hot water filling the tub, inviting you in to wash away this incredibly uncomfortable experience. You slide off your pants and underwear, setting them in a pile with your shirt to dress when you were done. You let yourself slide into the clear water. Just your head poking and bobbing out.

Suddenly, dread filled your entire body. You couldn’t wash all this paint off yourself, it was on your back. There was no loofa or sponge to wash with. And now you just made an idiot of yourself in front of your friend. You could feel tears welling up in your eyes again.

“Can I help?” Hyunjin spoke from the other side of the door.

“No, no. I’ve got it!” you lied.

“Please, let me help you.” Hyunjin’s sincerity was palpable, even through the closed door.

You begrudgingly allowed him inside, adding the small caveat that you were completely nude in his bathtub. Suprisingly, he came in anyway. He walked in with eyes closed. Blindly feeling around to get his barrings again. At last, he stood in front of the tub, eyes still shut tight.

“I’m sorry.” Hyunjin whispered. “I just-I’ve never…” his pleading eyes finally meeting yours. You searched his face to try to decipher what he was trying to say. You tried your best to use your hands to cover yourself, to allude to some sort of modesty. But you were hesitant if it was working at all.

“I’m a virgi-” Hyunjin had lost his train of thought. He had lost everything that was ever on his mind when he saw you laying in the bathtub. The paint from his human canvas has started to dissolve and disperse into the clear water around you. The colors swirling and dancing together to form new color combinations. Reds and purples, and blues and yellows were seeking and chasing new paths around the curves of your naked body. You were magnificent.

You watched Hyunjin’s eyes trace your exposed body from top to bottom, like he was memorizing every detail. On instinct, you slowly moved your hands away from your breasts and your soft slit. The sight of your hard nipples poking in and out of the swiriling, colorful water made Hyunjin fall to his knees in front of the bathtub. His eyes never leaving your body. You inspected his face to try to see what he wanted, when instantaneously, his hand appeared in the water with you. His long fingers dipped into the warm bath water, lightly grazing your outer thigh. You cautiously lifted your leg, the sound of the water trickling off of your skin. He froze, unsure of what to do next.

You grasp your hand around his fingers and pull them down toward your slit. Slowly you and Hyunjin inch closer, careful to notice any hesitation, but soon it is his hand leading yours. It is his fingers that are pulling closer towards your enterance. One finger gracefully strokes the outside of your cunt. Starting at the top and sliding down between your lips, then back up again. He was completely entranced, utterly hypnorized. You let out a ragged breath as you watched his index and middle finger, little by little, message your soft lips until your clit began to swell. His middle finger felt it first, welcoming the invitation on sliding in deeper.

His hand completely moving on instinct now. Rubbing around the clit, small circles at first. He wanted to learn what you liked, how your body reacted. It was like painting again, combining different colors to see what new would come of it. He felt your legs twitch when he applied more pressure, your hips would buck ever so slightly when his rubbed faster. He wanted to see what else he could make your body do. You were his best art project. His human canvas.

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doitforbangchan · 3 months

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imagine Hyunjin jerking off to a picture of you

He holds his phone out a few inches from his face, his other hand making languid movements over his cock. Hyunjin would whimper, biting his lip to keep the noise from escaping but we all know a few stray moans would come out anyway.

This all started when you posted a pic from your latest night out. The short dress you were wearing doing absolute wonders for your figure.

Him being away from you on tour was torture for Hyunjin. He wanted to be with you so bad but since he couldn’t he went into his private folder on his phone for the pics he took of you before he left for tour.

Now here he was, cock held tightly in his fist and eyes locked on a picture of your pussy leaking his cum.

“Oh baby i’m gonna cum. Nnnnnnhggg i wanna cum in your pretty pussy baby” He was saying to himself while imagining fucking you.

one

two

three more pumps was all it took until he spilled all over his own hand, body shaking and wishing it was you.

#stray kids #skz smut #hyunjin x reader #hwang hyunjin #stray kids x reader #hyunjin smut #mdni #fem reader #i bet he is so pretty when he cums

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dancinglikebutterflywings · 1 month

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11:37pm | Hwang Hyunjin

Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Reader

Request: No.

Synopsis: Hyunjin wants to spend the last thirty minutes of his birthday with his love.

Warnings: Established relationship.

Word Count: 754 - this turned out longer than I expected.

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Hyunjin rushed straight from his birthday live to Y/N's apartment, eager to spend the last thirty minutes of his special day with his beloved. Despite exchanging texts and calls throughout the day, it simply wasn't enough for him. Their plans for tomorrow didn't suffice either. He longed to see her, to be in her presence. Due to their hectic work schedules, it had been a whole week since they last met in person. All he wanted for his birthday was to be with her. He made sure to arrive at her apartment by 11:30pm. He would have come sooner, but cutting his birthday live short would have caused some trouble.

The moment he stepped inside, Y/N found herself enveloped in his arms, causing her to almost drop the small cake and flowers she held in her hands.

"Happy Birthday!" she exclaimed with excitement as he released her. "I know you've probably had enough cake, but I wanted to get a small one just for you," she rambled on. "I also got you some flo-"

Her words were abruptly cut off as Hyunjin lips clashed against hers.

"Thank you," he whispered, his voice brimming with gratitude as he pulled away from the kiss. "But you didn't have to."

"I know, but I wanted to do something special for you," she replied, beaming from ear to ear.

"Being with you right now, is all I need,” he says and takes the cake and flowers from her.

Placing the cake and flowers on the table, he notices a large canvas facing backwards leaning against the wall. Curiosity piqued his interest. He takes a step towards the other end of the table. "What's this?"

"Nothing!" Y/N exclaims, a hint of panic in her voice. She hurriedly rushes towards the canvas, snatching it from the table before he can get a hold of it. "It's nothing. You don't want to see it."

"Did you paint something for me, baby?" he asks, his heart swelling with joy at the thought of her creating something special for him. She has always been incredibly supportive and interested in his artwork. She never gets upset when he immerses himself in his makeshift art studio (her spare bedroom) to draw and paint. She encourages him in every way possible, and that's one of the many things he adores about her.

"Define painting something," she cringes, glancing at the painting in her hands.

"I really want to see it," he insists, reaching out for the canvas, only for her to step back, shaking her head.

"Trust me, you don't want to."

He can see the conflict between wanting to show her painting to him and the fear of what his reaction might be. He takes a step closer, gently placing a hand on her arm, trying to reassure her.

"Y/N, you know I love everything you do. From cooking me food to how you paint my nails and everything in between" he pleads, his voice filled with genuine curiosity. “You did it for me right? Please let me see it.”

She hesitates for a moment, her grip on the canvas tightening. Finally, she takes a deep breath, and nods letting him know she did paint it for him. Slowly, she turns the painting around, revealing it to him.

As his eyes fall upon the artwork, his face lights up. She’s unsure why. On the canvas is a mess of colours, some blended together to make other colours. In the center is a giant outline of a heart in black. In the middle of the heart is their initials ‘H.H + L/N Y/N’.

“You did this for me?” he asks, once again. “Baby, this is the best gift I’ve ever gotten!”

“I doubt it’s better than the gifts you got from Versace,” she mutters more to herself. “I could have done better.”

“What are you talking about?” Hyunjin says letting her know that he heard what she said. “This is perfect and so much better than the gifts I got from Versace. You painted this with your own hands. You made it with love. It is by far the best gift I’ve ever gotten. As soon as I get back to the dorms, it’s going on my wall.”

He places the painting back on the table, the canvas facing the right way, so the painting is on display. He pulls Y/N back into his arms and presses another kiss to her lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Y/N replies, kissing him back. “Happy Birthday, my love.”

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charmercharm3r · 11 months

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Hey😊 Could I please request smut with Hyunjin, in which he has a curvy/thick girlfriend and he really appreciates her curves ( and her bum LOL 🤭)

I love, love, love, LOVE the idea of hyune with a thick partner and I lovedddd writing this hehehe

R&R

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wc: 2.4k

warnings: smut, explicit sexual content, curvy/thick fem!reader (not a warning at all but just a description that idk where else to put it), fingering, lots of kisses, premature coming, he's just incredibly in love

He’s obsessed. Utterly, irrevocably obsessed with your body. It’s not sexual in the slightest— until it is. When Hyunjin has a new interest, it becomes his entire world. You’re his entire world and an obsession he’s never gonna get over.

His favorite time of the day is after you’re done showering (that is, if he didn’t join you). Whenever he can, Hyunjin steals your towel so that you have to call him over and he has the opportunity to see the entirety of you all over again. It’s a habit that never ceases to amaze him when the outcome is you, skin glistening and wet and looking so beautiful. If you give him the option, he’ll always say yes if you ask him to help you apply lotion to your body. Other times, he takes the bottle from your hands and does it without saying anything.

It had been such a busy week for you and just needed a little R&R. You greeted Hyunjin as soon as you got home snuggling into his chest a little extra and he automatically held you tighter. When you finally let go and made your way towards the bathroom, he offered, “want me to join you?”

“I don’t wanna be in there forever. Wanna cuddle later, though.”

He understood and nodded as you already began to strip off your shirt before even getting into the privacy of the bathroom. Hyunjin whistled and eyed you up and down, rolling your eyes and closing the door. You left it just a crack open so that he could talk to you from outside, something the two of you unintentionally started doing early on in your relationship. He told you about his day, you ranted about your shitty week and Hyunjin promised to kiss it all better once you were done.

You don’t know when he did it, you thought through the frosted glass of the shower that you would’ve seen Hyunjin sneaking in to steal your towel once again, your hand waving around the towel rack just to hit the wall. Shivering, you called out, “you thief!”

Mischievous giggles filled the room as he peaked his head in the doorway, stepping fully into the bathroom as you cracked the shower door open to see his smug face. The towel was in his hand, looking dry and warm and ready for you to use, but dangling in his grasp just out of reach. You lunged for it as best as you could without coming out of the shower, but Hyunjin pulled it away.

“Baby c’mon, I’m so tired,” you pleaded, pouting a little.

He didn’t say anything, holding it out once more. And when you tried to take it, he pulled away again with a laugh. “Let me give you a massage and I’ll give it to you.”

“Most people usually want something that will benefit them if they’re trying to bargain.”

“Giving you a massage does benefit me. A lot, actually. I get to feel you up and see your orgasm face.”

“Do I really make the same face?” Hyunjin raised his eyebrows and smirked while nodding. “Fine. Gimme that.” A literal hooray left his mouth, skipping out of the bathroom after giving you the towel and mentioning something about finding the massage oil.

You had hardly stepped out of the shower and patted yourself dry before your boyfriend came back with two different bottles in hand, not caring that you had kicked the door closed, he entered anyway. “Lavender or eucalyptus?” He asked without looking up.

“Lavender,” you replied, which made his ears perk and gawk at your body covered by just the towel.

Truth be told, it was too small of a towel and you were always met with the same reaction every time he caught you in it. Big eyes, dark and blown wide, mouth catching flies and almost drooling because he was so fascinated. Quickly putting the bottle on the counter, Hyunjin took your waist in both hands and ran them up and down your torso. You were struggling a little to keep the towel above your chest seeing as he was getting too excited and tugging at it.

“You’re so damn cute,” he cooed and leaned in for a kiss.

“Can I get dressed?” You giggled against him, honestly loving the attention.

“Nooo,” Hyunjin whined, “you said I could give you a massage!”

“Don’t massages usually require you to wear clothes?”

“Not mine. Strictly nude only.”

He took the edge of the towel and helped you to pat dry the rest of the moisture away before leading you into the bedroom with more kisses and more less-than-appropriate groping. Stopping at the edge of the bed, Hyunjin grazed his fingers over the hem covering your chest, “can I take this off?” Only a brief nod and he was stripping it away, laying it lengthwise with the mattress and instructing you to lay down. Hair still dripping, you gathered it in one hand to keep from getting the sheets wet. Hyunjin noticed, running away for a second to grab another towel. When he returned, he placed it beneath your hair and instructed that you get comfortable.

You felt exposed, somewhat embarrassed even though he’d seen you naked millions of times. It was the position, laying on your back and vulnerable with your most private parts on display. Gravity made your thicker parts feel unflattering, and the discomfort was written all over your face.

“Beautiful,” Hyunjin murmured to no one but himself, but you heard it loud and clear and it made your cheeks burn.

At the foot of the bed, he kneeled while still towering over you, ogling you from top to bottom with the most intense gaze. You could see the stars in his eyes and his hands holding back from touching.

“Stop looking at me like that.” You wanted to bury yourself in the sheets to get away from the heat of his stare.

Your hands moved to cover your chest and stomach, but was immediately stopped by Hyunjin gripping your wrists tightly, nowhere to escape. “Don’t hide from me.” Chills covered your skin at how sultry he whispered.

You didn’t move but rather allowed him to maneuver you however he wanted. Hyunjin placed your arms at your side and gently moved to spread your legs so he could sit between them. Everything was out for him to see, for him to touch, to love and adore and he couldn’t have asked for anything better.

Starting at the bottom, Hyunjin took a good amount of body oil and rubbed it into his palms before beginning to massage your feet. He could feel your body tense and watched your eyes screw shut. “Relax, honey. ‘M gonna take care of you,” he said with a kiss to the inside of your calf. It took another minute but you melted into his touch eventually.

From your feet he made his way up, deeply massaging your calves and coming to your thighs. This was one of his favorite parts, getting to caress and play with your thighs however he wanted. His big hands pressed hard into your muscles, and it was actually relaxing. Your shoulders began to loosen and you were enjoying yourself. But then you felt him move a little more than necessary, peaking open one eye to see his head between your legs, doing nothing but gazing up at you through his lashes. As you made eye contact, Hyunjin pressed his lips to your thigh while not looking away. He placed tons of sweet, chaste smooches to the skin and did the same on the other side. Just the heat of his breath so close to your core made your stomach light on fire.

“Love your thighs,” Hyunjin spoke into your flesh, now mindlessly running his hands over your legs, reaching up your stomach, back around to your ass, just every inch of you. That is, except where there ached a dull thrumming that craved his attention. “Perfectly soft and squishy and kissable.”

A light moan left your lips and encouraged him to keep going. He trailed his kisses higher, over the expanse of your belly and taking it into both hands, roughly squeezing and resisting the urge to bite.

“Isn’t this supposed to be a massage?” You joked, laughing a little.

He snaked his hands towards your love handles, squeezing, then sneaking them beneath your torso to hold you closer. His chest was pressed against the front of your mound, taking a handful of your ass and holding tight. “Are my lips not good enough, baby?”

“They’re wonderful, but—“

“I know where you want me,” he cut you off, burying his nose into your belly and taking in a deep breath, letting it go with a chuckle. “But I wanna have a little more fun first. Is that okay, honey?”

You only let out a small whimper, failing to keep your hands to yourself and threading them through his hair. He let you do so as he teethed at the skin around your belly button, carrying on and kissing up the valley of your breast. Of course, he had to spread his love there too and attach his lips around your nipple, sucking hard and lightly dragging his teeth over the nub, repeating on the other side with his grasp around your torso tightening as he did so. You could feel his hips trying to keep still as your knees came up to wrap around him. Clearly, he was struggling as much as you were.

“Please,” you whined when the front of his house shorts dragged across your cunt.

At this point there was no more oil left on his hands, he was purely moving based on desire and the sheer need to be holding every bit of you.

Ignoring your pleas, “wish I could be holding all of you at once. Wrap around you like a blanket and never let go,” he said as he placed you gently back onto the bed and ran his hands up and down your sides. “All for me.”

His mindless babbling was arguably more arousing than when he was actually trying to seduce you, granted it never took much effort on his part.

You didn’t think he would give in so easily, sneaking one hand towards your aching core and spreading your folds with his fingers. He finally got up to your face, though not without spending a bit of time taking extra care to kiss and nibble at your neck and shoulders as well. You were drenched and growing even more wet as his lips met yours in a heated, unadulterated kiss all the while his fingers only barely grazed the outline of your clit, slick with arousal. He swallowed every one of your moans, not holding back his own when he let himself feel you completely soaked.

Circling your clit, Hyunjin pressed harder into your bundle of nerves and began to become ravenous with the kiss, fighting a one sided battle against your tongue because he knew you couldn’t say no and winning easily. Just as you allowed him to bite your lower lip and tug, his fingers slipped into your entrance with little to no resistance, pressure that had you whining being alleviated just a little. Your hips bucked into his hand and his palm pressed against your clit, incoherent whimpers filling the room from you both.

He knew you so well, knew your body like his own and you were just an extension of him. It didn’t take much time for you to get worked up and feel the heat rise in your gut. His long fingers hit the spot in you just right and he wasn’t letting up with the pace to give you everything you wanted. And when your eyes shut and head fell back into the pillows to arch your back as the orgasm hit, Hyunjin made it his mission to leave a mark into the junction of your neck, making you shiver until the light behind your eyes turned dark.

In the minute it took you to catch your breath, your boyfriend was resting his forehead against your chest and pulling his digits out of your core, he was somehow just as winded as you were. Looking up at you, his expression was less feral and more adoring, bringing his fingers up to your mouth and letting you taste yourself. His cheeks were blushing a deep red when you swirled your tongue around them, whining just a little as you tugged at his roots.

He sat up, only to crawl on top of you and hide his face in your neck before you could look at him properly. Your legs were already around his waist, but Hyunjin gripped the underside of your thighs to hug his torso tighter, slipping them down to comfortably keep handfuls of your ass.

Just trying to get comfortable, you shifted a little and your soiled crotch bumped against his front again. It was warm and damp, “baby?”

“Yeah?” He murmured, still kissing the side of your neck softly and digging his fingers into the flesh of your bottom.

“Did you–”

“Yeah,” Hyunjin chuckled lightly and held you somehow tighter. “And I’d do it again.”

“I didn’t even get to touch you.” The slight pout in your tone was amusing, apparently, he giggled.

“Do you have to? I mean,” Hyunjin sat back on his knees again, caged by your legs around his waist and pulling you higher up his lap, looking down at you like a full course meal. “Look at you, honey. How could I not? I have to restrain myself from wanting to eat you whole. You’re just so sexy.” Emphasizing his point, Hyunjin lightly slapped your ass and soothed over the skin with his palms. The way he bit his lip and hearts circling his head was confirmation enough, but it still made you shy.

“No fair,” you played with the band of his shorts. Hyunjin laughed a little more deviously, only letting go to strip away his shirt but not the shorts. “Babyyy,” snapping the elastic against his skin was your way of begging for him to get rid of them, too, but he’s stubborn.

“C’mon, honey. Can’t I just appreciate you without getting anything in return?”

“But I wanna,” you pulled his shorts harder.

Taking your hands away from his shorts, he guided them back up to his hair and leaned down for another parade of kisses, “maybe if you get rid of all your clothes for the rest of time.” You laughed against his lips.

“You’d never let me leave the house.” “Exactly. I get you all to myself forever and ever and ever. Every bit of you is mine. Now,” he grabbed the bottle of oil again, “let me finish that massage.”

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yoongisleftearring · 11 months

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S E C R E T S E C R E T

-> in which Stray Kids attempt to protect their image after an unexpected encounter with you, but, oh, Changbin is kinda hot? AND emotionally intelligent?? Oh no.

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pairing: Idol!Changbin x Influencer!reader

featuring: stray kids + other random idols

genre: smau, crack, fluff, slight angst, mature themes, cursing, fem!reader

status: ongoing!

warnings: cursing, sexual themes, more to be added probably

a/n: another changbin smau because he's my bias, and what're you gonna do about it?! Fair warning this will most likely be ridiculous

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Italicised: written!

Taglist: open!

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profiles

part one: *gone wrong*

part two: tissued™

part three: acquainted with the hood of my car

part four: handsome young uncle

part five: Mr. Seo

part six: powerwalked into the hood of my car

part seven: rich AND a liar

part eight: not the slay you meant it to be

part nine: 123456

part ten: NOBODY is safe

part eleven: so you think he's cute

part twelve: concerned. confused. afraid

. . .

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chaotic-world-of-the-j · 2 months

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✧𝖨𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗐, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍

♤pairing : Hwang Hyunjin x female reader

❀tropes : Arranged marriage, strangers to frenemies to lovers, childhood friends and Found family

★genre : Angst, smut, fluff, series.

✹warnings : female reader, Drugs usage, Smut, Pregnancy (not with reader), prostitution, alcohol consumption, abuse, depression and death

✶taglist : Comment or dm

Hyunjin was a mere pawn in the Game set by his own parents. His parents - common nobles in The empire of Obelia. His parents - cruel, opportunistic and selfish. At age 12, when his brother and sister were born. His parents decided to abandon him. Too troubled by the though of having to spend Millions on their three kids. Lost, alone and frightened, on his 13th birthday, he was adopted by a brothel. The owner of a brothel. A kind hearted woman, Yoona, who decided that It would be best for Hyunjin to not be involved in a proffesion like Prostitution. Hyunjin was cooped up in his little House for as long as he remembers. Rarely he would go out to Observe nature and make friends. Even when Yoona tried to get him outside. After Yoona's death. He Wandered into the Brothel. Curious and filled with questions.

That's when he met you.

The crown princess. A lady forced to disguise as her brother. All because of her parents. When her brother, overwhelmed by the responsibilities of the Crown prince, ran away, it was upto you to save your own brother's reputation, even if it meant to taint yours. Your parents, believing your little act, on your 23rd birthday, decided to send you to a brothel. Swarmed by women, you had no interest in, your gaze traveled to Him. He, who was standing, uninterested, leaned up against the wall. 'That lady will do, just fine.'

You thought. Unaware of the fact that this 'lady' was a man.

"Long live the sun and star of Obelia!" The old Man at the Door of the Brothel exclaimed. His grey hair slicked back, black glasses perched upon his nose. His voice was gruff but he had a warm smile on his face.

The King's strict glare shut him off.

The man, opened the large gate.

The moment he did, your gaze was met with atleast 20 women. The King, put a hand on your back and led you forward.

Women, came rushing in. Excited looks on their faces. Their outfits were rather.....revealing.

The king leaned down to your height and whispered.

"Choose wisely."

Not interested in any way. Your eyes travels to the 'lady', dressed up in a white shirt and pant, leaned up against the wall. Inspecting her nails. Her beauty was a bit masculine. But she was oddly ethereal.

You pointed your finger to her. Gasps were heard. You look at your father, rather puzzled at the reactions from the women in the Brothel.

The king's burning eyes glared at the crowd. "Did you not hear him? Are you perhaps deaf? Get that woman ready for My son."

"But-your majesty!"

"Do. I. Have. To. Repeat. Myself?"

The woman flinched, She stared at the 'lady' in the corner. Who remained unaware of the unfolding argument about her

"No, your majesty."

The 'lady' in the corner was dragged away from the room.

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#stray kids #fanfic #stray kids x reader #fem!reader #bang chan #stray kids fluff #lee know #han jisung #i.n #felix #hwang hyunjin x reader #hwang hyunjin #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin

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enzos-shit · 2 months

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❛ let me love you ❜

two princes and a princess. one of the princes, hwang hyunjin, has had a crush on you since childhood and has done everything in his power to try and make you reciprocate the feelings, although unsuccessfully. his job is only made harder when you fall for the prince from your kingdom's only rival, lee felix. as you and felix navigate your relationship and feelings for one another while paying mind to both of your kingdoms' rivalry, hyunjin continues his efforts to court you.

<< genre(s): romance, angst, fluff, royal au, love triangle >>

<< hyunjin x reader, felix x reader >>

CHAPTER 1 - ❛ rush to save you if you just- ❜

CHAPTER 2 - ❛ let me love you ❜

CHAPTER 3 - ❛ gonna be right there for you ❜

CHAPTER 4 - ❛ so wait for me ❜

CHAPTER 5 - ❛ you should let me adore you ❜

coming soon...

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lilmashae · 8 months

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ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚prank call˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ — ft. skz

thank you all for 300 followers! requests are open, i'll be writing for all groups/series this month and also working on requests. i'm trying a new writing format/style, let me know how you like it!

genre: smut

pairing/trope: frat!au, jock!hyunjin x cheerleader!reader (not that important to the plot)

wordcount: 1.8k

cw: fingering (f. receiving), oral (m. + f receiving). overstimulation, no direct p in v, a bit of angst, cliff hanger?, not proof!read, etc.

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“Who’s that girl he’s with?”

You’d never seen her before. Maybe she’s a freshman? She must be — everyone knows that Hwang Hyunjin is yours. He’s yours — even though you ignored him most of the time. Still, you didn’t like the way she hung off his arm.

Hyunjin had tried pursuing you multiple times. He’d buy you coffee before morning lectures or leave cheesy notes and doodles on your study guide, “Looks like the prettiest girl has the prettiest handwriting.” He made you roll your eyes — if you were honest, his persistence was endearing.

“Why do you care, huh? Feeling jealous?” Your friends teased you, one of them poking at your cheek. “Jealous? No way, I’m just curious.” You stare down into your cup, sloshing the golden liquid around before taking a small swig — you’re lying. “Well,” one nudges you. “There’s an after-party at Mari’s — a sleepover, just for the cheerleaders. You coming?” Shoving your hands into your pockets, you pull out your phone. “Maybe — if I feel like it.”

“You’re coming.” You playfully scoff, placing your phone on the small kitchen island (next to your drink). “Am I?”

“You are.” She responds blandly, finishing her drink in a few gulps. You stay quiet, agreeing to come along. “My cup is empty…” It’s a soft statement. You walk towards the counter, pouring more liquid into the red cup. You can hear your friend yell (from) behind you, “We’ll leave in an hour!”

“Whatever.”

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“This is boring.” You hum, lying on your back. “Is not! You’re just bored because you haven’t tried yet.” One of the cheerleaders defends themselves, “Sure.” You sigh before sitting up and leaning on your arms. “I’m going to go home. You guys are a bunch of losers.”

“Here, give it a go.” Mari shoves the phone in your face, “Call whoever you–” she’s interrupted by another girl who blurts out, “Call Hyunjin!” Why him? What would you even say? “Seriously?” You throw a pillow at her, “Hey!” She shouts, “What am I going to say to him?” You look down, messing with the hem of your shorts. “Oh, Hyunjin, my love! How could you forget about me? Who was that girl on your arm — you still love me, right?” They all bust out into “ohs” and “ahs,” giggles erupting into the room. “Shut up! Absolutely not.” You groan, putting your hands in front of your face. “It’s getting late~” Mari laughed, rubbing your back. “Let’s leave her alone and go to bed, m’kay?”

“You’re no fun, Mari!” One chimes.

“I think she’s so much fun!” You rush to her rescue brashly. “Mari’s the best, the best!” You say before turning off the table-side lamp and pulling the covers over yourself (dramatically). “Night!”

Even though you’d said “Good night,” you couldn’t stop thinking about it.

Who was that girl? Would it really hurt to ask? You were sure Hyunjin would be more than happy to answer you of all people. But you haven’t exactly been the best to him, ignoring his compliments, rolling your eyes and scoffing whenever you saw him, and even rejecting his presents to you. Maybe he’d finally realized he deserved better — that you weren’t worth his time. Consumed by your emotions, you had decided to call him. You carefully threw back the duvet of Mari’s bed, slipping out into the hallway. Pressing your home screen, you quickly found yourself in your phone’s settings — shutting off your caller ID.

There’s no way he’d answer a random number. No way. You listened to the phone’s ringtone. Ring, ring, ring, until it clicked. “Hello?” A gasp escaped your lips. You weren’t expecting an answer. Searching for your words, you were immediately brought back by the voice on the other line, “Uhm — hello?”

“Hyunjin?” You whispered softly into the phone.

“Yeah?” Wasn’t he going to ask who it was?

“Did you forget about me, Hyunie? ” The nickname came from nowhere special — you just felt like using it.

“Forget about you?”

“Mhm… Forget.”

“Hm…” There’s a moment of silence. “I don’t think so.”

“Really? It seems like it. Who was that, Hyunie — the girl at the party?”

“I wanted to make someone jealous…” There’s another long silence, and you can hear his breathing on the other line. “Did it work? Did I make you jealous,” he pauses again. “Y/n? Will you finally go out with me?”

“How? I–” Your breath hitches — he wanted to make you jealous? “I’m not sure.”

“Do you want me to prove it?” His voice was sensual and faint.

“Prove it?” You repeated him, “Prove what? Prove it how?”

You could hear him chuckle, “Prove that I didn’t forget about you, Pretty. I’ll pick you up if you want to know how.~”

“Okay…”

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It wasn’t cold outside. The air was humid — and the breeze felt good on your skin. He was obviously fucking with you. It’d been around fifteen minutes since you snuck out of Mari’s apartment, grabbing your phone and a jacket. Just as you were about to walk back into the building, a car rode up next to you. “Did I make you wait?” It was Hyunjin — okay, so he wasn’t fucking with you. “Not really…” You lie — your bold personality suddenly fizzled into a shy and quiet fit. You open his car door, sitting down and shifting in the seat. “Something wrong?” He whispers close to your neck. “No,” you look at him — inches from his face. Why have you been rejecting him again? He’s only ever been good to you — he’s handsome and popular on campus too: captain of the school’s soccer team and a starter on the basketball team, not to mention he’s kind to almost everyone.

“I-I don’t think so.” Your voice fades out, and you suddenly remember why you turned him down all those times.

“Be careful of Hwang Hyunjin.” That’s what girls on the team said, “He’ll break your heart.” The rumors seemed to follow you everywhere — and they were right. Even by not getting involved with him, you still ended up hurt.

“I should have just said yes.” You deadpan. Hyunjin tilts his head. He looks confused. “What?”

“You know, when you asked me out. Even if I was worried to get hurt.” More confusion. “Hurt? Why would you get hurt?” He asks, hand now holding your cheek. You look at him, “You don’t know?” He shakes his head, “You’re supposed to be ‘Hyunjin the Heartthrob,’ right? I should have just dated you — now you’ve moved on.” The shock on Hyunjin’s face is visible. “Really?” He chuckles, “I already told you, Y/N…” He leaned in closer to your lips. “I could never forget you.” You need to close the space between you two.

This is the first time you’ve spoken to him so casually — without being a bitch, without trying to scare him off. “Kiss me then.” You demand him, and he does. He connects his lips to your own, the two molding into each other. His hands clasp onto your face, and yours find his neck, softly entangling with his hair. You can feel one of his hands traveling to your stomach, then your waist, and finally to the loose hem of your shorts before he halts. “Is this what you want, Y/N — you won’t regret it, right?” You pull away from his kiss, breathless. “Yes, Hyunie. I won’t regret it… Not ever.” You peck his lips once again, and he flashes a grin. His fingers are cold as they loop around your panies. "You're so wet." He hissed, feeling the slick that coated his fingers. He plunged a finger into your entrance, and then another. "Shit.." You blurt out. "How's that, hm? Good for my pretty girl?" He asks, whispering against your lips. "Mhm... 'S so good." Hyunjin curled his fingers up again and again in search of that spongy spot. He flicked your clit with his thumb, forcing in another finger. "You're pussy's so greedy, Y/N. Just like I imagined..." He laughs, and kisses you again. Your back arches, feeling the stretch you whine into his mouth. "F-fuck! You th-thought about this?" He smiles, trailing his kisses from your chin to your neck. " Of course, haven't you? God, I can feel you clenching around just my fingers..." The only thing that felt better than his fingers deep inside of your gummy walls, thrusting — was the knot in your stomach, ready to come undone. "I think I'm... I'm going to cum, Hyunjin!" You whined, grinding into the flat of his hand. "Ah," he tuts, "call me Hyunie again." He slowed his fingers movement. "Mhm! Don't-don't... Shit! Don't stop Hyunie! Let me cum, Baby. Please..!" You babbled as he sped up again. "I'll let you cum, but only because you asked so nicely."

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Even though you'd cum once, you weren't done yet. "I want you in my mouth." You told him — how could he deny you? You took his length in your mouth, giving his tip little-kitten-licks before he fully pushed your head down. He filled your throat so well, your eyes teary as you sucked him off — one hand on his waist, the other massaging his base and balls. "Y-you're so good, Beautiful...'S good, you know that?" Your tongue felt hot and wet on him — it wasn't long before he came, emptying his load into your tight throat. "Swallow, Honey." And you did exactly that, poking out your tongue to show him. He took his finger and pressed it down onto your tongue, spreading your spit. "A work of art..." He whispered to himself. "I think it's your turn now." He opened your legs — coming face to face with your core. "Pretty even down here. Look at that." Leaning into your heat, he began to sloppily make out with your lips: teeth gently prodding at you skin while his nose brushing against your clit all while he shoves his tongue in and out of your hole. "A-ahh..." You moan, you fingers finding his hair again. His hands snake around your waist and grip your hips. "You taste so good." He hums, the vibrations send pleasure up your spine, you arch your back, "This is all for me right? You're mine?" You manage to choke out a small yelp, "Yours! I'm-I'm Hyunie's..." He keeps tongue-fucking you, the tightness in your stomach returns as he hungrily eats you out. "Fuck, Hyunie, I can't..." He only goes faster, "Yeah you can, you've got it right, Baby? I have to make sure you're ready..." You can feel yourself opening and clenching down onto his muscle, your hands adventuring his hair, softly tugging as you ride out your high.

"See, I knew you had it in you." He places a soft-chaste kiss on your lips. "Now, Baby's all ready for my cock?"

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imrllytootiredforthis · 1 year

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Oh and I would love to see a fic for the Hyunjin as a sub headcannon! I love everything mentioned there and maybe I’m just a sucker for painslut Hyunjin 😌 if you’re comfortable could you add humiliation, pegging, and a breeding kink maybe?

Such Pretty Hands

Pairing: hyunjin x reader

Summary: Hyunjin gets a little distracted as he watches you play the guitar

Warnings: dom reader, fem reader, sub hyunjin, choking, pegging, breeding kink, humiliation, hand kink, exhibitionism (kinda?), spanking, explicit sub-drop (with aftercare), hair pulling, probably more

Word Count: 5k

A/N: I think this is what you wanted and I hope you like it! As always, any and all feedback is welcomed and my requests are now open just read the rules here. Also ignore any spelling or grammar mistakes.

Hyunjin had been staring at your hands for five minutes.

Twenty minutes ago he'd texted you, telling you he was coming home after dance practice with the rest of the group. The two of you were planning on hanging out for the day so you just waited in their dorms for him.

The apartment was quiet, missing the usual noise of the eight rowdy boys living there. It was normally a place so full of life (well, if you could call yelling, laughing and stomping around life) but now it seemed so...dead, empty.

And you had no idea what to do so you just sat there on the couch scrolling on your phone, bored out of your mind until something caught your eye.

There was a guitar sitting in the living area, a nice one. Probably expensive but well used, it definitely wasn't brand new.

'Most likely one of the boy's' you thought, brushing your fingers over the strings. It had been a few weeks since you'd last been able to play, work and other things taking over your life.

But now-now you weren't doing anything and surely the owner of it wouldn’t mind.

Carefully you picked it up, checking to make sure it was in tune before you began to play, muscle memory taking over as your fingers glided over the frets, humming along with the melody.

It was fifteen minutes ago that Hyunjin had gotten home.

You could hear down the hall as the door unlocked and opened, his feet scuffling on the hardwood floor as he took off his shoes before wandering around the apartment for you.

All he wanted was to melt into your arms and cuddle you for the rest of the day, watch a movie or something as you played with his hair, occasionally giving a light tug to which he'd respond with a stifled groan.

Maybe you'd even give him a massage or something, his body was sore from falling earlier in-

When he finally saw you, hands tensing and flexing around the neck of the instrument; movements so precise and smooth, your head tilted down, furrowed eyebrows in concentration, he could only freeze in place.

His tongue glided across his lips, wetting them.

Your fingers were lithe and long, longer than his for sure and your nails were short, chipping black paint on them.

On a particular part of the song you were playing your hand tensed, squeezing the guitar so hard your knuckles went white, you close your eyes, humming along loudly with a content look on your face as you lost yourself in your passion.

Gulping, he couldn't help but imagine how pretty that hand would be around his throat, your passion directed toward him instead of that stupid guitar.

And god-was he now feeling jealous of a stupid instrument?

"Hey baby, how was practice? Where are the others?" You asked without looking up, missing the dumb look on his face as he blinked and shook his head, trying to shake away the feeling of arousal pooling inside of him.

“O-oh um, good? I guess. They decided to stay out for longer.” His eyes didn’t waver, never leaving your hands as he spoke, nervously shifting in place.

He could imagine the way you’d pin him down by his throat, climbing over him as you smirked down. ‘Pathetic, I haven’t even started and you’re already so hard for me.’ you’d coo.

He’d blush and bite his lip to stop from moaning as your hands began to ghost over his body, touching all his most sensitive places until he’d buck up against you then maybe, just maybe you’d look at him with a glare and smack his thigh, warning him to be good.

“Hyunjin.”

He hadn’t realized that you stopped playing until you were calling his name, waving a hand in front of his face.

The guitar now sat back on its stand and you were in standing there in front of him, your voice demanding and eyes concerned.

“You good?”

His mouth opened, a million different things to reply with coming to mind. Things like dropping to his knees right where he was now or begging you to do anything you wanted to him just so long as you touched him.

But he didn’t get the chance to reply as you turned quickly to the kitchen. “You look sick. Here, let me get you some water.”

He blinked once, twice, trying to figure out what he should do before finally making up his mind. “No, I’m okay. Just a bit tired’s all.”

Apparently it wasn’t an option. You came back with a glass of water, lifting it to his lips, “Drink.” Without thinking he obeyed, the cool water sliding down his throat.

You watched his throat bob, adam’s apple moving as he drank the water. He looked so pretty like this, head tilted upward. You couldn’t help but imagine how it’d look if you were standing over him with his head like that.

Pulling the glass away once you deemed he’d drunk enough, you set it on the coffee table and sat back on the couch, patting beside you to signal for him to sit as well.

Cuddling into you, he relaxed as your hands found purchase in his hair you finally realized what had gotten him acting so weird. “So what’s got you all excited babyboy?”

He flushed pink, “n-nothing, it’s just...” he paused as he shifted away from you trying to adjust his pants so you wouldn’t see his raging boner before you stopped him by wrapping your hand around his wrist and pulling it away.

His heart skipped a beat as he stared at where you touched him. It wasn’t his throat you were gripping but he supposed that this could work for the time being.

“Look at me Hyunjin.” His eyes flew to yours, the hungry look in your own made something scream in the back of his head. Slowly he could feel himself breathing more heavily. “Tell me what you want baby.”

His eyes held your eyes for a moment longer before ever so slowly he took the hand that was still gripping his wrist and brought it up to his neck, eyes falling shut and mouth hanging open in bliss as you understood what he was trying to say and lightly squeezed.

And just like he’d imagined before, you pushed him back into the couch by his throat, climbing into his lap and smirking down at him. “Such a little slut aren’t you, baby? Getting all worked up from just watching me play the guitar hm? So desperate for me to choke you?”

He nodded as much as he could as you gripped him harder. “Yes! Couldn’t help it, Mistress looked so pretty playing the guitar. Couldn’t think of anything else!” He moaned lowly.

You hummed at the use of your title, feeling yourself clench around nothing. Maybe it was because he’d had a hard time at practice or because you hadn’t been intimate for the past few days but he was slipping faster than he normally did.

He brought his hand up to where you held him and placed it over yours, simply caressing your hand as he held eye contact with you.

To say this was an irregular occurrence would be a lie. Hyunjin would often get fixated on your hands, when you wore rings or played your own guitar or pretty much anytime you did something where he could see your hands.

First he’d get all needy, sometimes bratty, then he’d beg you to choke him and majority of the time he could come untouched from your hand simply wrapped around his pretty little neck.

It was pathetic and so fucking hot whenever it did happen.

His eyes held a mischievous light, like he was trying to act tough while splayed out under you, begging you to choke him. Then he squeezed your hand, in turn making yours squeeze him harder.

His body stuttered under you and his eyes rolled back into his head his mouth falling open to let out the most delicious mix of a sob and a whine out. “Aww, honey. I’ve barely even done anything to you?”

Your free hand slipped under his waistband, feeling his soiled boxers, “dumb little baby can’t even hold it in long enough for me to actually touch you.”

A fake pout crossed your face as he whimpered, eyes filling with tears as he looked up in embarrassment, not so subtly bucking up against you.

This was harder than you’d ever choked him before, his face turning slightly red from lack of blood flow as you gave him a moment to come down but as you tried to pull away his grip on you tightened.

“Please, no. Don’t let go of me.”

You rolled your eyes and leaned down to leave a quick peck on his lips, a whimper left him as your hand retreated, moving down to the hem of his shirt to lightly tug at it. “I’m just gonna take this off for you.”

He nods quickly, sitting up as his hands move to roam your body. Up your shirt and playing with the clasp of your bra with a contained hunger, something you’d let slide this time.

Swiftly you pulled his shirt off, throwing it off somewhere in the room and your lips met his in a long awaited kiss.

It was hungry and messy as he threw his arms around neck, pulling you impossibly closer to him, rocking against his clothed dick which was still so sensitive it made his hips jump.

His body was so beautiful, all sharp lines and sculpted flesh. So defined and perfect. His skin ever so soft as your fingers reached down to trace his abs, goosebumps following all the places that your blunt nails travel making him shiver.

Your tongue sweeps through his mouth feeling and claiming every inch of it before pulling away just to whisper, voice hoarse and low, “Strip and wait on the bed for me.”

He’s nodding so eager and willing to please. You move off his lap, purposely shifting against his crotch to hear the stifled whine he makes. And then without a second thought he’s getting up and racing to his room.

Smirking at his eagerness you relax into the couch, pulling out your phone to let him wait for a little.

He gets so desperate when he has to wait. And so anticipation serves as your best tool.

Hyunjin is most likely laying on that bed right now, all spread out and naked, trying his hardest to be patient and not touch his weeping cock. Your cock. He’d try to remind himself while attempting to convince himself.

But in the end it was his decision that decided his fate.

Whether he waited and was ready to be rewarded for being your good boy.

Or if he didn’t and you’d spend the night teasing and roughing him up for being a little bratty whore.

Either of the thoughts is enough to almost make you moan aloud. At the end of the day you’d be more than happy to do either for him so it was his choice and his alone.

A few more minutes pass and you decide to make your way to Hyunjin’s room an lo and behold.

Pausing, you feel like you short circuit for a moment, the only thoughts you can think are mixtures of ‘he’s so pretty’ and ‘god, i want to cover every square inch of that pretty body in marks and bruises.’

It seems that he’s worked himself up alone just fine. He’s laying face down on the bed, ass up supported by his long gorgeous legs and head buried in a pillow to muffle the sounds he makes as pre-cum drips down onto the mattress beneath him.

One of his hands is once again around his throat, the little pain slut he is and the other is knuckle deep with two fingers stretching open his ass.

He jolts and lets out a yelp as you smack his ass-hard, but that doesn’t stop the groan muffled by the pillow that follows and the way his hips move to chase your hand, already aching for you to do it again.

And so you do, three quick spanks in a row. One lands on his thigh then his right cheek and finally his left.

You lean over him and grip his hair tightly using the leverage to lift his head from the pillow, wet spots cover the cotton, evidence of the drool and tears that run down his pretty face.

“Such a whore that you can’t even wait for Mistress, huh baby?” you coo, leaning over his body to reach his ear.

Shaky arms try to support his body but you’re sure if you let go of his hair he’d face plant back onto the pillow.

“Please!” Back arching, his tiny waist trying to grind back up against you he begs. Tears begin to spill down his cheeks as he babbles on about how much he needs you and how he couldn’t think of anything else for the whole day.

It’s almost enough to make you crack. He’s nothing if not the prettiest beggar you’ve ever had the pleasure of witnessing.

Pouty plush lips and eyes looking up at you through his lashes, voice just the perfect mix of whine and whimper that makes you want to give him anything and everything his heart desires.

But you’ve been at this with him enough that you know what he wants is for you to not give him what he wants.

“And why should I do anything to you?” You begin to pull away from him before he swiftly rolls over, laying perfectly onto his back, wrapping his arms around your neck and legs around waist, holding you in place against him.

“No! Pl-please, I need you. I need you so bad! Please, I promise-I promise I’ll be a good boy for you!” Hyunjin’s face contorts into a pout with his bottom lip slightly trembling. His eyes watery and wide, begging.

He grinds up against your clothed heat, wincing at the sensitivity of his bare skin against your rough jeans but still goes on, letting the pleasure overtake the pain.

You sigh because you both know you can never resist him for very long when he gives you this look. You’d just hoped that you’d had the willpower to deny him longer.

Pulling the pillow down you move his hips up for him, maneuvering them to rest the spit soaked pillow under his lower back. Your hands knead the soft flesh of his butt, soothing the skin.

The look on his face immediately drops-ever the brat-knowing that he’d won you over. He buries his face into your neck, leaving wet open-mouthed kisses all over, careful not to leave any marks as you warn him not to. Moaning out soft combinations of ‘Mistress’ and ‘thank you’ and ‘jus want to feel you’ into your ear.

“Tell me what you want you greedy slut.” His hands find purchase in your hair, still clinging to you like a monkey.

Lazily grinding up against you he mewls loudly as you add a warning tap to his thigh. Pulling away just enough to see your face he asks almost shyly (which you both know is just an act) “will you fuck me with your strap-on?”

He says it so sweetly, despite the words he’s actually saying. “Of course.”

Unwinding his arms and legs from around you, you open the bedside drawer where he keeps his assortment of toys. Ballgags, paddles, vibes, and several different sizes of dildos for you to use of him.

“Which one do you want to use?”

He shifts on the bed and looks, thinking thoughtfully before finally picking out the largest, a nine inch purple one.

He watches with eager eyes as you pull off your clothes and put on the harness, growing even harder as you stare at him with a knowing smirk while you start to strap it onto the harness before pausing, your smile growing larger with the idea that comes to mind.

Finishing, you saunter closer to him in a way that exudes confidence. In a way that would make his knees shake had he been standing up. “On your knees and open up.”

He slides onto the ground in front of you smoothly and you resist the urge to drool at the way his perfect dancer body moves. Contorting and over-exaggerating the movements in the places he knows you like.

Teasing you in the way he knows best.

The carpet soft against his knees unlike the last time you did this on the hardwood floor of your apartments kitchen. You tap the dildo against his lips, patiently waiting with a wicked gleam in your eye as he opens his mouth, eyes falling shut and tongue hanging out.

He struggles to take it all as you swiftly shove it into his mouth, almost choking. It’s girthy and he struggles to wrap his lips around the whole thing. He’s trying to and the sight is such an arousing visual, feeling yourself getting wetter and wetter from simply watching

But you get impatient, then you grab him by the roots of his hair and in one quick push the whole thing goes in, nudging against the back of his throat.

He gags around it, tears welling up in his eyes. “You look so pretty struggling to suck on my cock, Jinnie.” Giving an experimental thrust he can’t help but moan at the way his scalp burns from how hard you’re gripping him.

“Makes me wish it was a real dick, just to watch your face as I cum down your throat. You’d look so pretty with it smeared all over your face after I finish, just a little cock-hungry whore all for me.” He moans at the thought, gasping for air when you pull it out so just the tip is in his mouth before thrusting in again with a renewed vigor.

His hands move to your ass, gripping it and pushing it harder and harder, making the strap lodge deep into the back of his throat.

And fuck, he wishes it were real. He wishes that you would cum down his throat just like this, he’d swallow every drop, not wasting a single bit.

He wishes that right when you were about to cum you’d pull out and jizz all over his face and then pull out your phone to take pictures of him all ruined with swollen lips and teary eyes. All cock-hungry and you’d tell him that; call him a cock-hungry whore for you. Maybe you’d even write the words on him, the idea could nearly make him bust alone.

He even imagines at times while you’re splitting him open with your strap that it was real and that you’d cum in him and fill him so full of your seed that his tummy would grow all heavy with your baby.

No matter that scientifically it would never work, the idea was so hot to him. The act so hot to him that he’d gone online several times and found straps you could fill with fake cum but he’d back out before he could ever press the purchase button. He’d found himself a few times almost screaming it as he came.

You pull out and his mouth hangs open, ready for you to go again but when you don’t his eyes fly open.

You’re looking down at him with an amused light in your eye. Hungry like your the wolf and he’s a delectable little morsel for you to eat.

“Get on the bed.”

Nodding, he very ungracefully flopped onto the bed in his rush. A snort left you and he glared, a blush rising on his face.

All traces of laughter left the atmosphere as he bit his bottom lip, eyes hooded and his legs parted, placing the pillow under his hips. The places you spanked him were a rosy red on his pale skin and his cock leaked pre-cum aching for you to touch him.

“Fuck me?” Voice unsure and quiet, he looked slightly embarrassed about being so exposed no matter how many times you’d seen him like this (and in far more compromising positions) before.

You pressed the tip of the strap against his hole and he greedily ground against in, wiggling his hips to try in vain to slip it in as you circled. “Don’t tease me!” He whined.

Smacking his thigh, his voice went higher in pitch, his head falling back against the pillow with a shaky breath. “But you’re so pretty, baby. How can I not tease you?”

Circling a few more times around his puckered hole you decide to be merciful this time.

His breath hitches, eyes going wide as you slowly push in, a tiny whine that’s almost inaudible leaving him.

The strap slides in easily with his spit lubricating it and him already being stretched out from playing with himself.

As you remember that you immediately push all the way in, and without giving him a second to breath or adjust, you start at an already punishing pace.

Eyes widening, he gasps out. His hands search for anything to find purchase on, finally landing on your shoulders, his blunt nails leaving scratches on your back making you hiss in a mix of pain and pleasure.

You quickly find his prostate and he lets out a whimper, long legs wrapping around your back, causing the tip to nudge harder against the spot.

“P-please. Go-go faster. Too sl-slow, faster!” He cants his hips up, trying to gain more friction but instead you smack the side of his thigh once more, leaving his flesh stinging and forcing an unholy keen from somewhere deep inside.

“A-again! Do i-it again!” He gasps out, nails digging into your back even harder now. You’re almost positive he’ll leave marks that you’ll have to be careful that your roommate won’t see but you can’t bring yourself to care at the moment.

He cries out in pleasure as you smack him twice more, one on his opposite thigh and one on his dick.

You tsk as he writhes under you, downright sinful noises falling from his lips. “Y-yes! Do it again-doitagain! Please, I need it! Please, please, please, please.” He gasps out, whines filling in the pauses of his words.

“You’re such a fucking painslut aren’t you? God, it just makes me want to ruin you.” you purr into his ear.

“Fuuck!” The word drags slowly from his mouth.

Suddenly you pause.

Was that? No-maybe?

Hyunjin whimpers, tugging at your arms, thrusting his hips, doing anything he can to try and get your attention back on him. “Mistress, ple-ease! Fuck! Why’d you stop?”

Straining your ears, you could hear laughing and talking from the main room.

The others were home.

A thought came to mind and you smirked, beginning to lazily move again. “Do you hear that Jin?”

With his mind all foggy and hazy, a stupid smile crossing his face at the fact that you’d continued to pleasure him, it takes him a moment to process what you’d said. “Hm?”

“Don’t you hear it? The boys are home.” You whispered into his ear, hand moving to rub his dick as you continued to thrust.

His brain felt like mush and the way that your hand slid up and down his cock easily from how much pre-cum he’d leaked felt nothing short of heaven. But he tried to push that away for the second being and listened closely to hear that in fact, they were home.

They were talking about take-out or something, before the conversation shifted to him.

“Don’t worry so much Chan, he’s probably with (Y/N) at her apartment. He was saying today that he was going to hang out with her afterwards.” Hyunjin couldn’t decipher who’d said it but that didn’t matter as you began going harder and harder.

Stray moans left his mouth, whimpers and whines he tried to hold back but failed. You covered his mouth with your spare hand, a bruising pace set against his prostate making him shiver.

Drool covered your hand within seconds as his tongue laved against your palm putting in great effort to not scream your name so loudly that not only the boys outside would hear but the whole building.

You lean down to his ear, a flush growing where your warm breath fans across the side of his face and whisper, “Don’t make a sound, baby. Don’t want the others to know that you’re in here moaning like a whore while I fuck you, do you?”

As soon as the words leave your mouth he can feels himself getting close-so fucking close. His mouth falls open in a silent scream, bucking hips and squeezed shut eyes. “Please-please, can i cum, can I cum, can I cum!”

“You can cum whenever you need to baby.” You whisper, watching his pretty face as he is at the tip of his high, so, so close to falling.

“Mistress please cum in me, please I wanna feel you.” He whimpers softly, his head far off into that headspace that makes him feel floaty, not able to think coherently.

It’s only sensations now. Pleasure and pain. The feel of you pressed against him. The way your hand slides up and down his dick, jerking him off. A dick lodged so deep in him and his head so far off that for a second he forgets it’s fake.

Your eyes widen, confused, but fuck, the idea of it is so hot.

He doesn’t miss the way your eyes darken in lust, voice dropping a few octaves, low and husky in a way that makes him shiver. “You wanna have my baby?” Hand moving from his dick to his stomach, a slight bulge from your strap inside him. Pushing down lightly, he mewls. “Want me to fill you up, make me a mommy, honey?”

“Fuck, I want you to breed me, wanna have your baby. Please, please, p-”

He’s cut off as his high hits him, head on like a truck. His mouth falls open, back arching up off the bed. So far gone that it doesn’t register to him that the boys are just outside, you clamp your hand over it before he screams you name with the intensity of it.

His vision goes white and for a second he can believe that he’s actually died from the way his body goes completely numb from the overwhelming pleasure of it all.

Trembling, little grunts and whines leaving his mouth you watch him fall apart, tensing up and then melting onto the mattress, completely boneless as he tries to catch his breath in heavy pants and and shaky sniffles.

You pull out of him slowly, a whimper leaving him as you do, hole clenching around nothing a sudden empty feeling replacing it.

He felt gross and dirty. He felt insecure and needy. He wanted you, he wanted you to smooth back his hair and tell him how good he was.

God, why was he like this?

Why did he like this kind of stuff?

Was he not enough of a man?

Did you think less of him for it?

Did you wish he was more dominant, fucking into you while the others were outside, having to cover your mouth to keep you from making noises?

Why couldn’t he be that for you?

You stand up off the bed and he curls into a ball, a few small sniffles and little cries leaving him that make your heart feel heavy. “It’s okay, baby. I’ll be there in a second.” You assure him, taking off the harness and turning back to him as fast as you can.

When he feels the mattress dip behind him he rolls over to face you. His eyes are a bit watery, his sub-drops were hard and left him with an unexplainable empty feeling in his chest.

You open your arms and he curls up with you, resting his head on your chest. Pulling up the blankets around you, you look down at him “You good?”

“Do you wish that I acted more like you do while we have sex?” His voice was muffled against your chest but you heard it all the same as if he’d screamed it into your ear.

You could feel your heart crack a little.

Pulling his head up to look at you, you stared at him, your own eyes beginning to water. “Of course not. You’re perfect.”

One hand held the soft plush of his cheek while the other lightly scratched his scalp.

“I love the way that you’re so needy for me. The way that you’re so willing to please me. The way that I can take care of you and make you feel good. I love that you’re submissive and that you trust me enough to share all the things that you wanna try.”

His eyes were soft, welling up with more tears. He opened his mouth to say something but you cut him off before he could start. “And most importantly I love you, every part of you, with every kink and every twisted thought in your depraved mind. You’re my pretty little baby, my good boy and I love you just the way you are. Do you understand me?”

He nods and buries his face into your soft skin again and you can feel the sensation of tears and his heated blush against you.

The feeling of your arms around him was comforting. He felt warm and safe and happy. “Love you.” He whispers, so quiet you almost miss it.

Smiling, you squeeze him just a bit harder, making him hum in appreciation. “Love you too, honey.”

“Oh, and by the way, that ‘breed me’ thing was incredibly hot.” You stated, watching with a smirk as he pushed his face farther into your tits in embarrassment.

“Stooop.” He whines.

“Whatever you say, baby boy.”

Twirling your fingers in his hair, he falls asleep. His breathing slows and body falls slack in your embrace.

Outside the boys all exchange glances.

They’re equal parts horrified and disgusted and slightly aroused from hearing their hyung’s muffled moans.

“What the fu-”

“-I guess they aren’t at her place.”

#sub skz #sub!stray kids #stray kids smut #hyunjin x reader #sub hyunjin #sub hwang hyunjin #hyunjin smut #stray kids #dom!reader #fem!reader #dom reader #sub!hyunjin

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chnhyvng · 23 days

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things skz would say during sex

BANG CHAN

“you take me so well like the little whore you are”

“of course you want more. all fours now”

“that sloppy cunt of yours still isn’t satisfied?”

“since you want to act like a bitch i’ll treat you like one. on your knees”

“you suck cock like you were born to do it, baby”

“spread those legs for me like i know you can”

“you’re moaning like a needy slut, darling”

LEE KNOW

“aigoo, does my princess want more? you should’ve thought about that before acting like a brat hm?”

“fuck, this pussy is mines and you better not forget it either”

“take it down your throat—swallow it all baby”

“good girl, let our neighbors know just how good i make you feel”

“tell me who you belong to princess. shit. keep griping my cock like the fleshlight you are”

“you want gentle? oh baby you should know better than to ask for that”

“look at that..you look so fucking hot with my cum dripping out of your loose hole”

CHANGBIN

“look at you, so small compared to your hyung”

“don’t push me right now or i’ll make sure every part of you is sore tomorrow”

“do you even know how to please me? just lay on your back and let me do the work then”

“you look so pretty when you cry, sweetheart”

“you’re so fragile i could hurt you without even meaning to, my little porcelain doll”

“baby, i know you can get louder than that. let me know how good i’m making that pussy feel”

“damn, you feel so good i don’t even want to pull out of you”

HYUNJIN

“sorry about the lingerie. you looked so good in lace i had to rip it off of you”

“who has that earlier? i bet he doesn’t make you feel the way i make you do”

“i just couldn’t keep my hands to myself seeing you in that dress, fuck”

“no gag reflex? oh darling you’re never leaving here”

“you want that chanel bag? show me how much you deserve it”

“you look so pretty moaning like a slut that i’m tempted to paint you just like this”

“darling you could rival all the art i’ve ever seen”

HAN

“does your husband fuck you like a cheap whore or like you’re priceless?”

“come on, i know you can take more in that pussy baby”

“oh don’t you love it when i grab your hair like that and pound your sloppy hole?”

“you’re so wet and needy for me and i haven’t even touched you yet”

“i want everyone to know how slutty you are when you go to work tomorrow with hickeys all over you”

“you want me to come inside you don’t you, darling?”

“make sure you think of me whenever you touch yourself later on”

FELIX

“you just love laying underneath me taking my cock don’t you?”

“i’ll fuck you so good you won’t ever want anyone else”

“come on love, i know you can cum for me one more time”

“aren’t you just the prettiest little thing when you suck cock?”

“are you sure you can take it all? you’re so fucking tight”

“you want to be filled up with my cum yeah?”

“aw, aren’t you such a sex-hungry little minx”

SEUNGMIN

“of course you get turned on by me wearing a suit earlier”

“what are you nympomaniac? god you love my cock”

“that’s what you call a moan? even your vocal cords are weak”

“you don’t deserve to cum do you?”

“gosh must you be so relentless? this is the fourth round”

“cry on my dick baby, i know you love it”

“you want me to slow down? you can take it for a little longer sweetie”

JEONGIN

“aren’t you embarrassed to be acting so needy?”

“look at yourself in the mirror. look at what a fucking mess you are”

“you came already when i barely even started? so sensitive”

“long hair or short doesn’t matter to me. i can pull both either way”

“open your legs wider..there you go. stop acting as if we haven’t been through this before girl”

“i bet you want me to knock you up with my babies to make sure everyone knows you’re mines hm? that can be arranged”

“spit in your mouth? oh you’re a freaky little whore aren’t you?”

#stray kids #lee yongbok #lee minho #lee know #lee felix #skz x reader #skz x reader smut #smut #skz imagines #seo changbin #hwang hyunjin #yang jeongin #bang chan #kim seungmin #han jisung #18+#fem reader #afab reader #dirty talk

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paintedstories · 9 months

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Can we get a part 2 to the joker story😭

->) Here you go little mouse!

synopsis -> After you started dating the Joker, you got captured by the government, but little did they know that it wasn't by accident and that your sweet malefic psychotic lover will come to the "rescue" and run away with you, but of course not without some important information that you've gathered along your exciting journey of being a prisoner.

warning(s) -> Hyun-Jin is portrayed as a psychopath with a warped, sadistic sense of humor. And the reader is pretty much in love with Hyun-Jins *cough* *cough* Joker's sadistic and toxic side, making her a psychopath too.

" it has been, wait how long has it been?"

"hey, guard! since when I'm stuck here?!" you screamed at the guard from your round cage.

"It has been 1 week y/n.." the guard said while looking at his phone without any intention of looking ta you. but you just shruged it off and continued talking with yoursef

"Well, I have been staying here for 1 week, as mister ANNOYING said."

you said to yourself making sure to scream his nickname loud so he can hear.

the guard didn't even bother to look at you anymore as he was used to your weird antics, he almost felt sorry for how Joker "destroyed" you,

everyone kept saying that he won't rescue you and blah blah blah, but you knew your plan, you knew he loved you.....right?...right! he loved you he told you so after he rescued you from the acid... right?....- well! anyway that's what you remember and you don't care what the other says.

you started humming a random song just to annoy the guard as you knew he most probably was reading on the phone.

oh, how much time has passed since you read or studied! woah it has been so good since you choose Joker over everything else,

you have a caring boyfriend that would do anything for you...most probably.

while humming you looked at the guard with a smirk and foxy eyes seeing how irritated he is becoming,

wanting to annoy him even more you started playing with the big rope that was in the centre placed for you to dance on as per requested. you were still shocked at how they let you have the rope but it was still fun.

I mean you were the lover of the one and only Joker, and they won't let you stay in those ugly and disgusting cells with other poor criminals that actually got caught,

not let themselves be caught like you did.

you kept on swinging around the cage annoying him even more, laughing hysterically and singing aloud.

"okay, what do you want slut!?!" the guard screamed angrily at you and you only smirked.

"well, sweet boy, heh I only want to know where is the key to the self. where is it kept"

At the end of the sentence,

your eyes widened like crazy while smiling creepily at him, getting excited by the thought of him actually telling and making you know so when your precious Joker will come he will spoil you for doing good.

"I'm not telling you, just shut up slut" the guard said making you smile even brighter while throwing yourself on the dancing rope they gave you, coughing yourself at the limit making a little teather.

he looked at you with anger in his eyes making you shudder with anticipation of how happy Joker will be when you tells him everything this guard tried to do to you and when he will make him suffer,

only for her, for his lover, for his one and only.

you then jumped on the cage bars scaring him and making him fall off his chair. "tell me!" you screamed while having on an expression that could trigger anyone.

he came closer to the gate and went to whisper "No..-" You got annoyed and grabbed him by his collar and dragged his face to be smushed by the gates

"I swear to whatever god there is, I will kill you if you do not tell me"

you whispered annoyed with a growl in his ear

"fine fine, it's the principle of this prison's necklace"

you slapped his cheek and punched his stomach with your leg.

"good boy, was that so hard, hmm?"

you smirked while sitting down and singing happily, now all you have to do is wait for your bubs.

"ugh shut up already," the guard said with venom in his voice

"give me more information and I will"

he didn't say anything just sat on his phone and you went to sleep on your bed hoping your Joker will come after you.

you were woken up by the loud sound of a bomb and loud maniacal laughter. there he was, your Hyunjinnie !!! you rapidly sat up and dragged your bed in a point where the bomb from the opening door wont have a big damage and hid behind it.

when the bomb exploded you went from behind the bed and saw your lover.

You went next to him and told him where they key is, he kissed your forehead and went to get it, but he was stopped by the guard.

"Hey! where are you going, in the name of law you are arrested Joker!"

Hyun-Jin chuckled and went to him, grabbing him by the neck and throwing him on the wall. Then turned to you and extended his arm out for you to take. When your palm touched him your feet were long gone from the floor as he was holding himself and you with one hand by a rope attached to the small helicopter your friend drove.

when you both were resting, Hyun-jin put his hands on your waist and he started cuddling to you, surprising you of his clinginess.

"were did you say was the key, little mouse?" he asked tilting his head to look at you

"it's the boss necklace of the prison I was locked in" he kissed your cheeck

"good job baby, I will treat you nicely when we get home" he winked at you, making you shudder, knowing what will happen.