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mingsolo · 6 months

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HELLA GOOD.

jinyoung x reader (f) / g: smut, jackson wang party au :kek:, angst, exes? to lovers, romance / wc: 4k / warnings: jaelousy mentions, jinyoung trying to sabotage yn's date, alcohol mentions, some swearing / r: 18+

done for the Project X collab! track the #projectx tag to read more. especially @flurrys-creativity entries to find some easter eggs from this story as well some for her own on this one ✸

Jinyoung exhales as he finally finds himself in front of the three level mansion.

A few people arriving at the party pass beside him through the stone path leading towards the main entrance. Well hidden between a few miles of pine and oak trees, the house is shining from all the lights being on inside it. The moon makes the lake surrounding it shine, the air is fresh and clean, and Jinyoung is hopeful for a moment that whatever he wishes to find at this party happens.

Standing in front of the house, he was hit with loud and chaotic energy. He could spot people whenever his eyes landed. The chatter of hundreds of conversations resonated even over the loud music.

He took out his phone and dialed your number. Straight to voicemail. You had blocked his number since two weeks ago, when you decided that what was going between you two was over. He opened instagram to see your recent stories, to remind himself of the reason he came to this party.

That fucking dress.

You were getting into his nerves. He could only imagine how good you would look once he had you in front of him.

Once he entered the house, he could almost get drunk by how much the whole place smelled like liquor and sweetness. He glances at the main hall, people crowded against the wall, drinking, laughing, making out. Same thing as he glances at the kitchen. Beer-pong, body shots, more making out in plain sight.

As he pushed himself between people towards the living room, he spotted a drunk Soonyoung dancing with a violent move of his hips, one hand on the back of his head, holding a bottle of vodka on the other. He was body rolling to the song playing, eyes closed, ear to ear smile as people cheered for him.

As he watched the spectacle, a few people bumped into him muttering weaker “sorry”. He looks away from Soonyoung’s magic mike show and looks out for you with no luck. A bunch of people kissing on the expensive looking leather couches in the living room. Jinyoung is relieved that you are in none of them.

He continues his way to the enormous living room towards the kitchen, when someone else bumps into him with rather force. “Sorry… hey” he finds his friend Hyungwon looking rather distraught. “Jinyoung, have you seen…” He cuts himself and sprints away without saying anything else.

“What’s wrong with everybody-” Jinyoung’s about to grunt when he is pushed again now by the familiar voice of his friend and party host, Jackson.

“Heeeeeeeey!” The raspy and already wasted voice of Jackson greets him right against his ear and Jinyoung swears he just left him deaf. “Brother! You're finally here!” Jackson hugs him tightly. The smell of vodka, tequila, cognac and every other type of liquor embraces Jinyoung as his friend greets him.

“Hey, you good?” Jinyoung's tone is concerned by his friend's consciousness.

“Better than ever baby, come on drink!” Jackson then tries to pour a drink from the vodka bottle he is holding into his mouth but Jinyoung pushes him back. “Come on, you won’t leave me hanging, are you?.”

“At least get a glass shot?.”

“No time for that, driiiiiiink!”

“I said no, I’m looking for someone.” He tries to distract the party host from pouring the whole bottle all over him.

“Maaan, I told you earlier when you asked, that she’s coming with someone.” Jackson whispers as he greets and smiles at the people waving and shouting at him as they pass by. “The tall foreign from economics or something.”

Jinyoung scowls. So you did come with that guy.

“Man, that dress she is wearing…” Jinyoung gives Jackson the stink eye and he throws his hands in the air mimicking being caught. “Listen man, I’m not blind.”

Jinyoung rolls his eyes at him, annoyed. “How’s Ice Princess treating you anyways?.”

Jackson blows raspberries, taking a shot from the vodka bottle. “If not for the alcohol, I would-” Just as Jackson begins rambling, Jinyoung hears the unmistakable tone of your laughter, even above the loud music.

“See you later.” he cuts Jackson off and begins walking to the center of the party. He sees you walk in, a 6ft blonde walking statue by your side, and he’s making you giggle.

Jinyoung feels his heart sink and the heat of his body rising. You couldn’t possibly like that guy, he looks nothing like your type. “And who is my type, you?” he imagined you mocking him, as you often did when he acted smug. He rolls his eyes at his own thoughts. What right did he have to think like this? It was him who wanted you to be his sex relief machine only. Wasn't it?

Entering the house looking for more drinks, you laugh politely to whatever Adam was telling you about Sweden. Your eyes mechanically search for a familiar face, one you hoped you wouldn’t find. You look back at your date to show that you are listening, even if you aren’t. Adam has been sweet all night and accepted coming to the party on short notice. You knew he liked you, he wasn’t really subtle about it, but even then, his vibe wasn’t clicking with you the way you thought it would.

Just as you were about to ask him to go get more drinks, the corner of your eye catched the figure of Jinyoung approaching you. Stupid Jinyoung, with his perfect hair, perfect shoulders, perfect face. You took a short but deep breath. As he gets closer, you notice he’s too shameless to hide the smirk on his face, or how his eyes roam through your body. He even had the nerve to rub his thumb over his bottom lip, knowing how much you hate/love when he does that.

“Y/n, wasn’t sure I would find you here.” he taunted, clicking his tongue out of reproach. “Thought you would stay home working on that project you told me about the other night.”

You scoffed, not willing to give him the satisfaction. “How could I miss the last party of the infamous Jackson Wang?, and I found some really good company to dare to miss it.” you smiled, linking your arm with Adam’s.

“Hi, how is it going?” Adam offered Jinyoung a handshake not really catching the tone of the conversation happening. Jinyoung arched his eyebrows and smiled before taking Adam’s hand, smiling at you mockingly. “Are you Y/n’s friend?”

“Yes.””No.”

Adam wiggles his eyebrows at the both of you, finding the whole scene amusing. You clear your throat, if your gaze could kill you were sure Jinyoung would be pulverized right there down to ashes.

“Anyway, we were just looking for something to drink, my throat is getting dry all of a sudden.” you dismissed Jinyoung but as you were about to step out Adam laughed and pointed out towards the kitchen across your point of view.

“Look at that!” He shouted, the three of you turned to see a wasted Hongjoong pouring tequila shots into a girls mouth, crashing his lips against hers to share it. Adam clapped and cheered something in Swedish that you couldn’t make up too.

“What are you doing coming with this clown?” Jinyoung taunts in korean. You look for something to defend your date with but the way he’s now whistling and cheering to the mess in the kitchen is not helping his case.

Jinyoung scoffs. “Has he even told you how hot you look right now?.”

“I…,” you don’t know how to reply to that, having Jinyoung come closer to you as he continues to eye you head to toe. You suddenly can’t breathe or think. Having him so close was always dangerous for you.

“What, cat got your tongue?.”

“Shut up, Jinyoung.” you push him away, taking all in you not to throw yourself at him by how good he smells and how hot he looks when he gazes up at you like that.

“So, babe, want something to drink?.” Adam’s voice made you finally stop glaring at Jinyoung and slowly turn over to your date.

“Babe?.” Both you and Jinyoung read each other's minds.

“By the way, are you with someone?.” He suddenly asks Jinyoung.

Jinyoung scowled, backing a step. “They are getting drinks.” he quickly lied. You looked at him not believing it for a second but couldn’t help feeling hurt.

Before either man could add anything more, you burst out of spite. “Well, hope you and whoever you are with have fun, now if you excuse us, we are going to get some drinks and probably make out.” You take Adam’s hand and practically drag him out of the living room, pushing your way between the sea of people as a remix of make it rain plays in the background.

“Gosh!” you grunted, now pushed back in a corner of the second floor living room. The moment you were out of Jinyoung’s sight. “I need to drink. A lot.”

“What was that about making out?.” Adam gets closer to you, his eyes shine with intent and you awkwardly smile. “Oh, about that I just…,”

“You still need a drink right?” He steps back and begins eyeing the space looking for alcohol. “I’m going downstairs and get us something, alright?.”

“Alright, meet you back… here.” Before you could finish he’s sprinting downstairs, leaving you puzzled. “He is so strange.” you mumble to yourself, before quickly looking over your shoulder, looking for signs of Jinyoung anywhere close.

You shook your head. The point is to forget that he is here, not to be on the lookout for him. You suddenly needed air. Pushing your way between people dancing, you made your way towards the outdoor patio. It was crowded there as well but at least it was open and you could ease the heat of the people cramped inside and the smell of alcohol mixed with perfume.

Jinyoung didn’t take long to find you outside on the outdoor patio. You were leaning over watching something amusedly. He saw how Adam from Economics sprinted to the kitchen, getting lost between the sea of bodies pushing against each other with loud cheering and chanting. It was his chance to just go up to you and make you leave the party with him.

Just before he was about to enter, he stopped. He admired your form, how pretty and beautiful you were and it pained him not being able to call you his.

Even if it's all on him.

Sex was a relief for Jinyoung. With you he had found someone who he could be comfortable enough with, and also someone who drove him crazy. But the moment you offered that he could stay the night, to share breakfast together, to go on dates… he remembered that person who he trusted, gave his heart and then betrayed him, breaking himself into a million pieces.

The moment he felt he was falling for you, he had to be an asshole. He had to make you feel like he wasn't falling in love with you, or he would end up in pain again.

It wasn't fair for you, that he knew. But what could he do if he was drawn to you like bees to honey?. He couldn't let you go entirely, he needed you to keep going. But it had to be like this, just little bits, just a glimpse of what a life with you could be.

Jinyoung remembered your face everytime you were excited to do something else with him, when you approached him after classes or caught up with him in the middle of campus. Your eyes lose light every time he said no to you, but you were addicted to him as much as he was to you. This new passion he found with you, it was burning him inside, making him remember how bad it was when he got let down by feeling things so intensely in the past.

Jinyoung knew that you wanted him to be yours, but something on him refused to give in. That’s what you have decided to shut him off, put distance between you, and there he was, making things difficult for you.

He toyed with the idea of just leaving and letting you be, it was for the best, but his feet refused to move. He spotted a mop of blonde hair coming up from the stairs. Adam walked outside where you were, and offered you a drink. He then got really close to you, and you backed up.

Jinyoung frowned. He will leave, but just after being sure the Swedish guy wasn’t making you uncomfortable.

The stars were so bright against the night sky, and for a moment you were hopeful that everything was going to be alright. You would just have a few drinks to ease the nerves of having Jinyoung around. Saying you would make out with Adam to get back at Jinyoung was stupid but you would be sure not to let him get any more ideas.

You leaned to the balcony after texting Adam that you would be waiting for him there, when a noise made you turn over. There was a girl in jeans running towards the lake, you squint to see if you could make out who it was but she had her back at you. Right after her, you spotted Minhyuk, the one in Communications, sprinting after her. She jumped on a boat and you couldn’t believe your eyes when Minhyuk threw himself at the lake chasing after her.

“Woah, that's some romcom shit right there…” you giggled, “I need some of whatever those two are on.”

“Hi there!”.

The grin disappeared off your face instantly as Adam shouted right behind you. “Oh my god, you scared me!”.

“Sorry…” he smiled, offering you a red plastic cup filled with tequila and sprite. “I also got this.” He showed a half emptied tequila bottle, and you smiled relieved.

“Th-thanks.” you took the cup and finished the drink in one go. You promptly pour another shot on your cup and finish it as well. Adam arching his brows at you.

“Believe me, I need this.”

“So, about us, back what you said there…” he started, getting closer to you. You backed up a little, not wanting to be embraced by him. “Yeah, about that…” you began, when the sound of the glass door opening up, Jinyoung stepping out.

“You won’t believe who’s down there!” Jinyoung shouted excitedly, coming closer to you. “The youtube guy… the one from Sweden!”

“PewDiePie??!” Adam shouted energetically. “No way!”

“Yes way, he’s down there right now giving shots to everybody.”

Adam smiled at you wiggling his tail like an overly excited dog. You looked at him not believing he was about to go downstairs and see if it was true.

“I have to see this!” He sprinted inside, shouting that PewDiePie was there, making people whisper and some of them even followed him out of curiosity.

“PewDiePie?,” You glared at Jinyoung.

“He’s that stupid, huh?.”

“I can’t believe you.” tears started gathering up. “What do you want, Jinyoung, why are you even here?”.

Jinyoung frowned. “Y/n, I saw you back up, you don’t want to be around this guy.”

“Is not your place to do something about it, we are nothing, remember?.”

“I- That’s not…”

“Just tell me, what do you want?.” you were tired of pretending Jinyoung’s rejection didn't hurt you. You were so blind believing you two could actually be together. Jinyoung lowered his head in silence.“You are so cruel.”

You stepped out of the patio, making your way between people with force. You wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing you cry anymore.

Jinyoung felt his heart shrink by seeing you almost crying. He shouted after you but you didn’t stop. You were supposed to be in his arms, not running away from them. If he just opened up to you, you of all people would never hurt him… right?. He felt awful, thinking he was doing the same thing to you now, that dreadful feeling he so wanted to avoid getting ever again.

“Y/n!” he shouted, getting closer to you. He grabbed your arm, pulling you against him. “I’m sorry, please talk to me.” He softly put his hands in the back of your head and you couldn’t hold it any more. Tears begin to fall against his chest and having him wrapped around you makes you cry louder. It was because of him that you were crying, yet you felt comfort in no other.

Jinyoung felt awful. He had broken you first, and now he had to gather all the pieces. He had to make it right for you. “Come on,” He guided you back to the second floor towards a closed marble door. Jinyoung pushed it firmly a couple of times until it was open.

It was an office or studio, lots of books and neatly arranged office stationary placed on the desk and shelves. You walked in, surprised there was no one already inside either fucking or making out. Jinyoung closed the door behind him, leaning against it.

“Can’t believe I’m fucking crying at a Wang party, was told these were a blast.”

“Y/n…”

Jinyoung got closer to you, but you pushed him away. You studied him for a moment. There were those eyes, those bright eyes, genuine eyes. He loved you, that you knew, yet he wouldn’t dare to say it. “What are you so afraid of?.”

Jinyoung lowered his eyes, muttering a weak, “I'm sorry.” but it wasn’t enough. You got closer, and wrapped your arms under his until both were wrapped around his back. “You know I love you, but you need to let me go if you don’t want the same.”

You two stayed like that for a moment. He embraced you too as well. He let himself be enveloped by your essence and you pressed yourself against him wanting to remember what it felt to be so close. As you were about to break the hug, he pulled you up, not letting you.

“Jinyoung…”

He pulled apart a little, only to get a good look at you. He saw the shine in your eyes, the heat on your face and how you still have your arms wrapped around him tightly. He loved you so much, how much of an idiot he had to be to not trust you wouldn’t hurt him.

Outside the room, the boisterous sound of laughter and cheering exploded out more intensely, but even then, you hear Jinyoung clearly when he spoke. “I love you.” his eyes clouded over your lips, as he leaned forward and kissed you hurriedly.

It was mere seconds and you got your tongue down his throat, his face grabbing your face as you pressed yourself against him tightly. You slipped your hands on his sides, wanting to feel the burning of his skin. The sounds you made made Jinyoung hiss over your lips. He grabbed you, making you hug him with both arms and legs.Your mind was telling you to stop, you weren't even sure he had locked the door, but it didn’t matter. You wanted him right there, right now.

Jinyoung placed you at the center of the desk, pushing the stuff over it out of the way. You laughed breathily. Jinyoung gave you a smirk and dragged your legs until his hips were around your waist, his crotch pressed against your middle.

He kissed you feverishly and hurriedly, as if it was going to be his last time with you. Pushing your dress upwards he got a good sight of your lace underwear and groaned. He threw out his jacket and you leaned forward to unbutton his neatly ironed white shirt. Once you removed it you kissed his neck, earning small and controlled moans.

Soon enough both your moans echoed in the room, only the two of you could hear them. The noise coming from outside seemed like another reality. Jinyoung got shivers all over at the sight of you beneath him, your nails digging on his back, marking him. He was happy to oblige when you begged him to make you see stars.

He seated you in the desk, opening your legs wide before him. He gave you a dark look before burying himself between your thighs. He devoured you with his tongue, made you whimper and ran out of breath with the touch of his fingers.

Just as you were about to come down on his tongue, you could hear the loud buzzing of your phone from where you threw your bag on the couch next to him. Jinyoung stopped, making you whine. “Leave it…” you complained, when he quickly got your bag, taking out your cell phone.

“Answer it.”

“What?.” You looked at the screen, an unsaved number with the country code +46 on screen. “Jinyoung…”

“It’s him, answer it.” He ordered and you pressed the green button.

“Hell… oh” you moaned into the phone when Jinyoung slipped two fingers inside of you, he pumped them in and out slowly as you answered. “Fuck, uhm yes?.”

“Put it on speaker.”

You glared at him but he was fastening his pace, neglecting you the chance to be reasonable. You pressed the speaker button.

“Y/n? I’m back outside… I could… not… find… Pew…” The noise from where he was and your own moans made it difficult to understand anything he was saying.

“I.., uhm” you whimpered when Jinyoung spread your legs even more, quickly unbuttoning his pants. He dragged his fingers on your pussy, coating them with your arousal and stroked himself before you. “Fuckkk.”

“Huh? Where are you?.”

“I’m… ah, fuck.”

Jinyoung pushed himself into you with a single motion. You drop the phone from your hand and dig your nails on Jinyoung’s shoulders as he pounds inside of you back and forth. He groaned and pressed his head on the crook of your neck, breathing heavily against your ear. You were so tight and it took all of him not to load into you at that moment.

“Y/n?, Y/n?”.

Your fingers pressed again on his back, red lines showing on his shoulders. You moaned his name, he moaned yours. His arms held your legs across his waist, the desk resonating with each thrust of his hips. His lips brushed your ear as he whispered. “God, you’re tight.”

You smiled against the skin of his shoulders, your breathing matching with his. There you were, letting yourself be consumed by him as you swore you never would again. “Jinyoung…” you repeated long forgetting that the phone was still on call, that outside there was a guy looking out for you, listening to you moaning and crying Jinyoung’s name.

Jinyoung grabbed your legs and without removing himself from you, lifted you over, as he sat on the leather couch behind him. You kissed him again, adjusting yourself to the new position. “Ride me like you own me.” He ordered.

Fuck. You were done for. You rocked your hips on top of him until he cried your name over and over. You came not minding the mess you would leave behind. Once Jinyoung saw you bouncing on top of him, tears in your eyes, he was doomed.

He would do anything for you, anything you wished for, he will make it true.

He finally blew his load on you, until there was none left. You fell down, feeling like a ragged doll on his arms, energy drained out. He hugged you, wrapping his hands around your waist, kissing your shoulders.

“You’re mine.” he whispered, and you opened your eyes, moving your head to face him. “I love you, and I want to be with you.”

You wanted to say no to him, as he many times did, tell him that it was too late. But you knew it was bullshit. You wanted to hear those words more than anything, and finally hearing them made you incredibly happy. It wasn’t late at all. You still loved him, you still wanted him.

“I love you Jinyoung, I want to make you happy.” you kissed him softly.

“I do not deserve you, so I’ll work hard for you to feel like I'm worth having.”

You hugged him again, pressing yourself against him to feel his skin burning against yours. Then the sound of your phone buzzing broke your thoughts. “Jeez, do you think he realized what was happening?.” you laughed.

“No, he’s an idiot.” Jinyoung rolled his eyes and laughed too. The lines on the side of his eyes when he laughed genuinely showing up. You kissed them, and soothed his disheveled hair once more, right before continuing.

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mykoreanlove · 2 months

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GOT7

🖤 JINYOUNG

things that made him run to you // coming back to you // .starved // I wanna know everything, all about you

🖤 JACKSON

on being real // 🥃 realizations // on Kinjaz // daddy fever // acts of intimacy // nightmares // backseat love. // conversations with love // AM hours // you're sick

🖤 JAEBEOM

can I see you tonight?

🖤 YOUNGJAE

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prettywordsyouleft · 1 year

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Well Rewarded

Pairing: Park Jinyoung x female reader

Genre: friends to lovers / romance / suggestive / valentine’s day au

Warnings: suggestive content, lingerie, some nudity, basically everything but the smut, lol.

Author’s Note: of course, it’s the first time I write Jinyoung in 8 months, and he demands all this from me. Happy Valentine’s Day. Also friends, the concept of this story is a bit cringe about wanting to celebrate Valentine’s Day, but I don’t believe we all need to buy into the holiday. And if people shame you for not having a Valentine, then they’re the problem. This was just a bit of fun <3

Word count: 2100

You smiled as you read the note that came attached to the large bouquet of flowers, vaguely paying attention to the gushing from your co-workers.

He had remembered.

“Oh Y/N, you sneaky devil! You have kept tight-lipped about this one!”

“You’ve got explaining to do. Who’s the admirer?”

Your smile grew to Cheshire lengths, but you tried to rein it in. If you looked too giddy, they would insist on too many details. You needed to keep the charm there, bask in the attention the flowers had given you, and then accept that your ruse had worked.

Nothing more.

“Let me check the note out,” your manager Wendy insisted and plucked it out of your grasp. “‘Y/N, I know you don’t like a big fuss, but you’re worth it. Can’t wait to see you tonight, Love J xxx.’ Who’s J?”

“Someone special,” you replied truthfully, closing your eyes and thinking back to the disappointing Valentines you had last year, and how you had sobbed drunkenly on your best friend’s shoulder.

“Everyone got something in the office. Everyone except me. I’m going to have to send myself flowers next year just to make sure they don’t pity me as they did today. There’s nothing wrong with being single! Yet why do I feel so miserable?”

“Don’t worry. I’ll send you flowers.” Jinyoung was running his hand up and down your back rhythmically, trying to soothe your nerves.

“You will?” you asked, looking up at him with doe eyes, your bottom lip wobbling. “You’d do that for me?”

“Sure. You’re the only Valentine I want to have anyway. We’ll make a big deal out of it. If you’re not in a relationship next year, I’ll make this day so special you’ll never cry on it again.”

Another smile brightened your face as you thought over Jinyoung’s offer. You had honestly forgotten all about it until the bouquet had turned up, his tell-tale handwriting on the card making your heart leap. You were going to give him the best night ever. Should you cook for him? You could stop by the grocery store on your way to his, the ritual of Tuesday nights being spent together now growing more exciting as your thoughts progressed. Since he’d done this for you, you wanted to repay him with something delicious. Candlelit dinner for a fun touch. You spent the whole afternoon half-focused on your work tasks, whilst drafting up a dinner and dessert plan that would make your best friend happy.

You were excited by the time work was over and went to rush out of the building. No such luck, however, as your co-workers pulled you aside. “Hot date tonight, huh?”

“Something of the sort.”

“Are you prepared to blow his mind?” You merely stared back at Wendy as her eyebrows danced. She shared a look with the other two ladies and looped their arms through yours. “This is a big deal. You’ve worked at the company for five years and this is the first Valentine’s gift you’ve received. Time to make sure he receives too.”

You should have known with all their giggling you’d end up at a lingerie store two blocks over. You were so stunned that you didn’t even protest as they dragged you inside. And somehow, thirty minutes later, you left with a purchase made and a flush to your cheeks.

I’ll just wear it for myself sometime, you reasoned as you dashed towards the grocery store, loading a basket full of the supplies you had made a list for, trying not to think of how Jinyoung would have reacted to you wearing the set in the bag dangling off your arm. In another world, where you were both lovers and the flowers had meant more than saving face, you could imagine greeting Jinyoung after work in just the lingerie and heels, hungry eyes devouring your curves, your bare skin. It would definitely end with dessert being served up before the main course.

Shaking away the sinful image of your best friend lusting over you physically, you hurried through the rest of your shop before heading to Jinyoung’s place. Years ago, he had gifted you a key to his place, and tonight it would come in handy.

Or it would have if Jinyoung hadn’t beat you home first. “What’s all this?”

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Jinyoung!” you exclaimed delightedly, bustling into his kitchen and dropping your heavy grocery load on the kitchen countertop. “You remembered our pact.”

His curious expression grew smug momentarily as he looked at you. “I told you I would do it.”

“And I owe you one. So, since you have no date for tonight, I figured I’d spoil you.”

“You did, huh?” His attention fell back to the assorted bags, snagging on one in particular.

You followed his focused stare to the lingerie-branded bag, your mouth falling ajar at the sight of it mixed in with the groceries. You had been in such a hurry to get inside before he was home, that you must’ve grabbed it by accident. Shifting forward, you snapped it up off the table with an awkward laugh. “Oops!”

“That’s not for me too?” he teased, though his tone was too husky for it to remain light. “What’s inside?”

“Just something,” you attempted to sound airy as you shoved it under your purse, and tucked your coat overtop. “Nothing important.”

“You bought lingerie today.”

“Well, the flowers got the ladies excited. They dragged me to the store after work. I guess I got caught up in the throes of things.” You smiled widely. “Anyway, how does steak sound? I got a good cut and—”

“What colour is it?” Jinyoung continued, his gaze zeroed in on your coat, as if he was trying to scan through the layers to find it himself. He rocked on his heels and took a decisive step forward.

“Why does it matter?”

“I’m just curious. You’ve never been one to shop on a whim for undergarments.”

You placed a hand on your hip. “That you know of. I happen to own many nice sets. You just haven’t seen any before.”

His eyes darkened and he took another step forward. “Huh. I thought I knew everything about you, best friend.”

“It’s not like I think about the underwear you wear.”

“You already know what brand and size I wear. You bought me some for my birthday,” he replied instantly, fingers grazing your coat, caressing it with a patience that was missing from his tense expression.

Pausing on pulling out the ingredients for the meal, you walked back to his side, threw back your coat and shoved the bag into his hands. He looked at you and then the bag, suddenly unsure. You smirked. “What? You wanted to see what’s inside.”

“Did you think of me when you bought this?” he murmured so low that you weren’t sure he actually uttered the words. Breaking the sticker holding the bag closed, a deep inhale is all you heard as he peered inside. “Blue and white. You were thinking of me.”

“It was pretty,” you managed to say around your suddenly dry mouth, swallowing to try and moisten it.

There had been instances over your friendship where you had imagined this. Christ, you had only forty minutes ago. But you’d always pushed the thoughts aside, cherishing the decades of friendship more than a bout of intimacy. With the way Jinyoung now stood frozen, a fistful of satin locked within his grasp, you wondered if maybe it would be worth it.

“Jinyoung.”

“Mm?”

“Do you… want to see it on?” you asked, unsure where the confidence came from. He had never made you feel uncomfortable within your body, but it wasn’t like you to just offer a scantily-dressed option of yourself up to anyone.

He isn’t just anyone though, your brain reminded, as you caught his pupil-dilated stare, his hand trembling as he thrust the garments at you. Grabbing them, you nodded once as his jaw tightened, and you strode over to the bathroom, clicking the door shut.

Away from the heady atmosphere, you let out a small laugh. “What the hell am I doing?” you asked yourself as your hands worked down the zipper of your dress, the fabric pooling at your feet. You weren’t prepared for this. You would have waxed; shaved at the very least. But for some reason, that didn’t deter you. The more clothing you pulled off, the more determined you were to have this moment regardless.

Whether or not Jinyoung had been at the forefront of your thoughts when purchasing the lingerie, he was now. You needed him to see you in it. It was a craving unlike any other, and you were excited. After clasping the bra hooks together, you smoothed your hands down your silhouette and turned to look in the mirror. You had subconsciously left your heels on, completing the fantasy you had envisioned in the supermarket before.

Emboldened, you turned and opened the door. Jinyoung was standing with his back to you, though you knew he was aware of your return to the living room. Maybe he was regretting pushing the idea. Your hopes were dashed a little. “Well, it fits nice, so…”

The deflecting words died on your tongue when he turned, raking his gaze over you from head to toe. You were under his spotlight, and instead of nerves rushing through as you expected, the flames in his stare heated your skin with every longing caress.

“When I sent you those flowers, I wasn’t quite expecting such a gift in return,” he hoarsely said, striding towards you until he was close to brushing against you. You gasped as his breath met your exposed skin, his eyes still roaming over you. “I’m not complaining one bit.”

“So, dinner?” you questioned weakly, unable to hide the desire filling your voice. You wanted him. You wanted to see as much bare skin as you were showing him. As if he read your mind, he reached over the back of his head and tugged off his hoodie and tee all at once. You blinked, eyes wandering over his broad chest and shoulders. You had seen this all before, but not under these circumstances, and definitely not with the ability to be allowed to touch. Jinyoung hissed when your palm connected against his overheated skin.

“Dinner?” he echoed, letting out a chuckle. “Darling, the last thing on my mind right now is eating.”

His eyes flashed with sinful recognition of his statement and Jinyoung let out a groan. “Actually, I am hungry for something else.”

“We do this and you know it’s going to make us want it again and again.”

“Oh, I’m aware. I don’t think I’ll be done worshipping what you’ve presented me for weeks to come.”

A smile spread out your lips as you pushed yourself flush against him, angling your face towards his. “Only weeks?”

“I have a confession to make. I forgot about the pact we made last year until you mentioned it before. I just wanted you to know I was thinking about you today and sent the flowers. You’re the only Valentine I ever want.”

“Well then, Valentine,” you started, breath mingling with his, lips barely an inch apart. “You’re all I want too. I guess we should go work up an appetite.”

“And what if I make it so you’re too exhausted to cook?” Jinyoung asked as he walked you backwards into the wall, another gasp leaving you when his lips pressed into your neck. You angled your head with ease, allowing him to taste your already feverish skin.

“That’s okay. We can always order in. I’ll cook it tomorrow.”

“Good. Because the idea of letting you out of my bed tonight sounds unfathomable.”

And then his lips were on yours, sealing the deal. You couldn’t think of anything other than Jinyoung, of the taste of him, the feel of his hands squeezing and touching you everywhere. There was only this man within your mind and you were ready to be driven wild by him.

You squeaked when he finally navigated you both to his bedroom and your legs brushed against the edge of the bed. Jinyoung’s hands were on your back, unhooking the bra you had barely worn in front of him and reverently placing down on the comforter beside you. He shook his head.

“I got the better gift today,” he announced, and you laughed breathily, running your hand over his torso.

“We’re both about to be well rewarded for our efforts, don’t you think?”

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hwanghyunjinenthusiast · 1 year

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Partition

AN: Yes, the title is from Partition by Beyoncé. Starting off my GOT7 works with the bias wrecker lol. Also, me? Including word counts? Who is she.

Synopsis: Your husband is typically the image of self-control. However, when he sees how stunning you look tonight in particular, he can't help himself.

Heads up: Park Jinyoung x Fem! Reader, pwp, established, car sex, fingering (f. receiving), dirty talk, very mild degradation (f. receiving), slight praise kink, unprotected piv sex, unconsensual exhibitionism in a sense (? the chauffeur could potentially hear them, but it's not stated that he does) and creampie.

Word count: 1409

I will block you if you are minor and have no easily visible indication of your age on your blog if you interact with me in any way.

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"Hey, could you please put the divider up?" You hear your husband politely ask the chauffeur, taking you out of your daydreaming as you two make your way to the award show.

"No problem, sir," he responds, doing so immediately.

Before you have the opportunity to ask why he wanted the divider up, Jinyoung pounces on you. His hand cups your jaw as he presses a searing kiss to your lips. You're left completely stunned, your mouth moving against his out of habit. You pull back from his mouth to catch your breath, Jinyoung shifting to kiss your exposed neck in a frenzy.

"Not that I'm complaining, but what's gotten into you?" You ask, biting back whimpers from each brush of his lips on your sensitive skin.

"You look gorgeous tonight," Jinyoung breathes against your skin, his hand moving from your jaw to snake between your soft thighs. You can't control the gasp that manages to escape your lips when you feel his fingers brush against you over your panties.

"So fucking beautiful. I can't help myself. Want you," he groans, kissing his way back to your mouth and pulling you into another delirious kiss. His fingers drawing circles against your clit through your panties.

Fortunately Jinyoung is keeping your mouth occupied because you're not confident you could've silenced all of your moans and mewls. Not that he doesn't make you feel desired, but you've rarely seen your husband get this... desperate. It's an incredibly attractive sight nonetheless, your insides clenching around nothing and arousal dripping onto your panties.

You accidentally bite down on his bottom lip when his fingers push your panties to the side and, sink into your warm, wet pussy. You both moan into each other at the feeling, your walls clenching around the intrusion harshly and fresh wetness leaking onto Jinyoung's fingers.

"Fuck, you're already so wet. So tight," he groans, sealing your mouth with his once more as to not clue in the chauffeur as to what was occurring in his backseat as Jinyoung fucks you on his fingers mercilessly. Gleefully exploiting every weakness he's picked up over the years.

You try your best to bite back all your moans and keens, but it's becoming increasingly difficult with Jinyoung abusing the most sensitive parts of your walls over and over and over again, eventually introducing his thumb to draw quick circles on your clit directly this time around.

Apparently his mouth wasn't enough because he soon decides to cover your mouth with his unoccupied hand. Lidded eyes take in the sight of you losing all composure on his fingers, his bruised, pretty lips whispering filth to you all the while.

"You're so tight and warm and wet, baby," he half-whisperd half-moans, "Are you going to cum on my fingers in the back of car that isn't even ours?"

A smirk spreads across his flushed, handsome face at the high-pitched whine you let out in response to his words. Jinyoung leans in to whisper the remainder of his words against the sensitive shell of your ear, "That's so dirty. You're such a needy, desperate, little slut, y/n." He even has the nerve to lick at the skin beneath your ear and litter it with kisses, occasionally nipping at your earlobe as well.

You feel your eyes roll into the back of your head from all the sensations Jinyoung is making you take. Almost biting down on his hand when he quickens his thumb against your clit and fucks you harder on his fingers. The obscene sounds of your wetness filling the space between the two of you.

Jinyoung presses his hand harder against your mouth when you cum. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as your insides spasm around his fingers, wetness dripping down his fingers onto his palm. Your nails claw at his blazer covered shoulders, trying to steady yourself as Jinyoung continues to finger you through it all.

"That's my good girl. Just like that, baby," he coos against your skin, panting as he presses messy kisses against your sensitive skin. His fingers eventually still inside of you, your whimpers quieter now, and he feels confident enough to remove his hand from your mouth.

His mouth shifts from your throat to your bruised lips, nipping and sucking at your bottom lip as he hurriedly unbuckles his belt and tugs his pants and boxers low enough for his flushed cock to spring free.

You let out a whimper when he pulls away from you and makes himself comfortable against the backseat. His hair a tousled mess, his pretty lips attractively plumped and his cock very appealingly resting against his shirt covered abdomen. Your walls clench hard, and your thighs rub together at the vision he makes.

"Well? What're you waiting for? Come sit on my dick, baby," he commands, his molten gaze fixed on you.

You scramble so fast to straddle him that you're half surprised you didn't hit your head on the roof of the car in your haste. Pointedly ignoring the smug smirk on his face. You hike up your dress as far as it can reasonably go, your unoccupied hand steadying yourself on the backseat. Once you're satisfied, your hand grasps his cock in his hand, excitement coursing through you at the quiet moan Jinyoung let's out from the contact.

His hands fly to your hips as you begin to sink down onto him, toes curling at the phenomenal stretch his cock provides with every centimetre of him you sheath inside of you. A violent shudder runs through your body when he's fully sheathed inside of you. Hot, long, impossibly thick and so familiar. Still, you find yourself crumpling into him and muffling your whimpers into his shoulder as you give yourself time to adjust. Jinyoung isn't fairing much better. His hold on your hips already becoming bruising as he bites back groans and veins petrude on his neck with how hard he's clenching his teeth.

"So wet. So tight," he groans lowly into your ear, his hands shifting to your ass. Grabbing a generous handful as you slowly rise up before sinking back down onto him. His hold guiding you all the while. "We have to hurry, baby. We don't have much time," he grits out, lightly biting your neck as your walls drag along his girthy cock.

"Okay," you respond with the little brain power you have remaining. Kissing him messily as you ride him faster, the sounds of skin slapping against skin quickly filling the space in the back of the car. His hold on your ass becoming harsh with each slam of your thighs against his, trying his best to thrust up into you all the while.

In the very back of your mind you sincerely hope the chauffeur can't hear you or is polite enough not to say anything.

"Baby, I'm gonna cum soon," he warns against your mouth between kisses, his hands on your ass helping you ride him faster. His tip touching the deepest parts of you in a way you're sure could make you cum again. That familiar tightening worsening in your very core. You unconsciously grip him tighter inside of you at the mention of his orgasm growing closer. The thought of being filled with his cum making you whine and nod hurriedly against his plump lips.

"Jinyoung, please. Want it. Want you. Want you to fill me up with your cum," you babble out, pulling him closer to you.

Your husband always manages to look otherworldly when he cums. A cute furrow in his brows and his plump lips parted in a ridiculously hot o, his hands always leaving bruises in their wake from how hard he holds onto you.

This time around, you have the foresight to kiss him. Trying your best to silence each others' desperate sounds while his cock floods your insides with his thick cum. Swallowing down his groans while he does the same with your whimpers. Clinging to each other like a lifeline.

Jinyoung eventually sags against the backseat. His head coming to rest against your shoulder as the two you catch your respective breaths. His hands soothingly ran along your hips and thighs as he presses kisses to whatever skin he is able to access.

"I think we should reconsider attending the award show," you muse, toying with the ends of his hair.

"I think you're right," he responds with a chuckle.

#park jinyoung smut #jinyoung smut #got7 smut

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venerex · 1 year

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gentleman

pairing: jinyoung x gn!reader

word count: 500

contains: vague descriptions of sex, reader being sore

a/n: had this idea while talking to @smileysuh long time ago. not.....entirely sure what happened here.

"oh, what a gentleman"

the lady behind the counter gushes and you freeze for a moment before giving her a sweet smile, hoping your face looks somewhat bashful.

it's an old tradition, getting brunch on sundays with jinyoung, from the quaint cafe near your house. you're on first-name basis with the owner, and she makes sure to reserve your favorite corner seat for you and your boyfriend -- the seat he pointed to while offering to wait alone for the food, asking you to take a seat.

truly, the nice old lady who owns this cafe has no way of knowing why jinyoung made the offer. but he knows, and it reflects in the way he takes your hand and presses his lips to your wrist, giving her a sweet smile in response to her comment. you know him well enough to see the shadow of a smirk on his face, and the devious glint in his eyes when he looks at you.

the same glint he had last night, when he promised to fuck you until you couldn't walk, when his fingers held your jaw to force you to look at him as he drove you to yet another high.

outside the bedroom, jinyoung is the perfect gentleman -- handing you your morning coffee with a kiss, offering to stand in front of cafe counters to wait for food, fixing your scarf with a gentle smile. and it is sweet, even if all of those actions remind you of how he likes to take his time taking you apart in your bed -- how he smirks while pushing your coffee towards you because he knows you need it after he kept you up late at night, how he knows you're sore so you'd be better off sitting on your favorite seat, and how the fabric of your scarf covers the many hickeys he left on your skin.

you shake your head in response to his offer, wrapping your arms around him and snuggling close -- well, as close as is appropriate given the proper setting. the owner almost coos, and jinyoung wraps an arm around your waist, dropping a kiss on your head.

"is it bad?", he asks when the owner is out of earshot, fetching platters of food. you hear the questions he isn't asking out loud: did i go too hard? are you hurt because of me?

and no, it's not too bad. not worse than you'd like it to be. jinyoung has always made sure you're comfortable, even during the filthiest nights you've spent together. doesn't mean he doesn't doubt himself.

"no, i'm good", you murmur, leaning to kiss him, "just hungry".

the food arrives then, and he picks up both plates, swatting away your hands when you try to help.

jinyoung isn't a gentleman in the bedroom, not like he is everywhere else. and you'd be lying if you said you'd have it any other way.

#got7 smut #jinyoung smut #got7 imagines #jinyoung imagines #got7 x reader #jinyoung x reader

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wontune · 5 months

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poderia fazer Locks do Bae Jinyoung pfvrr (cix) 💗

✰ ゙ bae jinyoung [ cix ] lockscreens ‹‹

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ocean-ai · 2 years

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Day 5: Camboy - Bae Jinyoung

Pairings: Jinyoung X Female reader

Genre: SMUT

Word Count: 1,322

Warnings: Masturbation (male and female), voyeurism?

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“Have you ever been on one of those cam websites?” You had asked your friend while you two were watching a movie. It was some silly horror movie about a cam girl who gets her account stolen.

She laughed, “Once. I found this super cute guy, but I didn’t want to pay for it. Have you?”

You shook your head. “No. I don’t even know what they’re called or how to even find them.”

Then an idea popped in your best friend’s head, making you regret bringing this up. “Why don’t we go through OnlyFans and see if there are any hot guys? Maybe there will be one worth the money!”

You looked at her like she grew a second head. “Absolutely not! Why would I pay for that?”

“Because you’re horny after your breakup with Yonghee.”

“How would Byounggon feel if he knew you were doing this?” You retort.

Your best friend rolled her eyes. “I caught him watching porn the other day; he won’t care.” She shrugged and paused the movie. It wasn’t good; it won’t get finished. She then looked around and grabbed your phone. “What’s your passcode?”

You snatched your phone out of her hand. “Give me that!” You sighed and typed in your passcode. After downloading the stupid app, you and your friend started looking through it. There were countless girls that you scrolled past. Some guys, but they weren’t your type. You let out a loud sigh, “I told you this was a bad idea.”

Your friend rolled her eyes and kept looking. Soon enough, her eyes lit up when she found a guy that looked like someone she knew. “Wait come here! I think I know him!” She said, shoving your phone in your face.

You looked at her confused. “What?” You took your phone from her hands and looked at the boy on the screen. He had long black hair, a pretty flower tattoo on his neck, and lips that looked beyond kissable. “You know him?”

She nodded. “I’m pretty sure he’s one of Byounggon’s friends, Jinyoung!I didn’t know he did this, but good for him, he’s hot.” She giggled. “Wanna look at his profile?”

You looked at what you could see for free and you sighed. No way you were going to pay for this. “There’s a $10 block on most of his pictures.”

She shrugged. “I’ll pay for it.”

“No! What’s wrong with you?”

She started laughing. “I’m kidding! Byounggon would kill me.”

You rolled your eyes. “I’m sure he would.”

Later that night after your friend had left, you were laying in bed and ready to fall asleep. Of course, you couldn’t stop thinking about the guy you had found on OnlyFans. You didn’t want to give in to your curiosity, but you weren’t that tired and you didn’t have work tomorrow so you went back on the stupid app and looked up the boy.

Unbeknownst to your best friend, you had taken a screenshot of his profile in case you forgot his name. You couldn’t forget the name Jinyoung, but nobody needed to know that. You felt a little weird looking at his profile, but you also couldn’t help yourself. He was just so attractive.

As you scrolled through Jinyoung’s photos, you noticed there was a video that had a $20 block. It was very tempting to see more of him, but it felt weird to be looking at him like this. Then again, with all things considered, he wanted to be seen. You made good money, so what was $20? Your curiosity got the better of you and you decided to pay for the video and see what was in it.

It started off with him looking at the camera and making sure it was propped up at the perfect angle so that the viewer can see his entire body and what he was doing. Behind him was a bed with dark grey sheets, a window with blackout curtains, a ceiling fan, and a lamp on the bedside table. You weren’t sure what you were expecting his room to look like, but you were surprised for it to be so normal? He had such a look about him that you figured his room would match him.

You watched him as he winked and smiled mischievously at the camera before slowly taking his clothes off. You watched the video in shock until you realized what you just paid for. You couldn’t help but laugh at yourself for thinking this video would be anything else than what it is.

Once his clothes were fully off and he was completely naked, he laid down on his bed, grabbed a little bit of lube, and began to stroke his hardening cock. Your eyes widened as it became bigger and bigger. He was so thin and yet his cock was huge. You’d never watched a guy pleasure himself before, and you were almost ashamed to admit how much you were enjoying it.

The reaction your body had as you watched him jerk off was something you hadn’t felt in a long time. His moans were just as gorgeous as he was. Right when you heard the first moan, you pressed your thighs together to try to ease the throbbing between your legs. His body was perfect, he was tall, lean and still had some muscles. His bright red hair was a contrast to his beautifully tanned skin and the pretty flower tattoos that adorned it.

You bit your lip as you became more wet watching him groan at the pleasure he gave himself. He circled his thumb around his pink tip and his breathing hitched. You wished you were the one making him feel that good. You wanted to stroke him off and suck on his swollen tip. His cock was so pretty to you; it was veiny and long with a bit of a curve. It would hit all the right spots in you. You couldn’t get over how his big hand looked wrapped around his cock.

You sighed as you kept watching the video, getting more and more turned on as he kept up his movements. The throbbing that was happening because of him was becoming unbearable and you had to relieve yourself. You reached your hand under your shirt and began to tease your nipple. Since you were about to go to bed, you didn’t have a bra on. Your breathing became heavier at your slight touch and the visual of the boy masturbating in front of you. You started to imagine all the ways he could please you and then your hand traveled south.

You moaned when your fingers reached your clit, rubbing it in small circles. You wished that Jinyoung’s fingers were toying with your sensitive bud. As you watched him, your movements in yourself became faster, and soon enough, your legs were spread apart and you slipped two fingers inside yourself. Moaning at the new pleasure and imagining Jinyoung’s long fingers were deep inside you or on your body. You wanted so badly for his hands to roam your body and touch you in all your favorite spots.

You heard his moans were becoming labored through your phone’s speaker and you watched as he bit his lip when the pleasure became too much for him. His whole body tensed as his orgasm washed over him and he came on his stomach.

Before you knew it, your own orgasm was triggered. It hit you at full force and you moaned into your pillow. You could feel every inch of your body be affected by it and you liked the feeling. You hadn’t come this hard in a long time.

When the video ended, he smiled and turned off the camera. As much as you didn’t like this idea at first, maybe this wasn’t so bad after all. You had a dirty little secret that you’d never tell anyone.

#Jinyoung x reader #Jinyoung smut #CIX smut #kinktober #Bae Jinyoung #Kpop smut #Bae Jinyoung smut #kpop fanfic #CIX fanfic #i mean #he is just so hot #i can totally picture him as a camboy

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tangylemonade · 1 year

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Butterflies

𝙹𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚡 𝚐𝚗 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁

⚠︎︎: 𝚂𝙼𝚄𝚃

𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜: 𝚂𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚔𝚜 (𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗), 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, & 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚐 (𝙸'𝚖 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢).

𝟷𝟾+ 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚁𝚂 𝙳𝙽𝙸

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 𝙰𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 4𝚔

𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝙸’𝚖 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎! 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚒𝚝! 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 & 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚜. ♥

𝙻𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 & 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍!

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜, 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎!

♡´･ᴗ･`♡

“Oh my god! Jinyoung!? Don’t scare me like that!”

His hands still rested on your chair that he pulled whilst your back was turned, his new favorite way to greet you when he visited your studio.

You took your headphones off and put your hand over your beating heart to steady it while Jinyoung laughed at your expression. You swiveled your chair, rolling away from him and back to your computer but he stopped you mid motion and turned you back to him. You folded your arms and looked away.

“Okay okay, I’m sorry.”

“You said you were sorry last time, and the time before that, and the time before that, and the time before that, and the…”

“Okay I get it.” He said now kneeling in front of you while he rubbed his hands together in a dramatic begging motion. The teasing smile that still played on his lips was enough to warrant a pulling of his ear.

“Ow ow, I said I was sorry.” He said removing your hand from his ear and holding it.

“Whatever.”

You said shaking away his hand and the sudden butterflies that started waking up in your stomach.

‘There will be none of that!’ you scold yourself internally.

This has been happening more and more recently. Jinyoung was coming over to your studio to check on a song you’d been making or just to hang out. You were used to him being around so you couldn’t understand why suddenly small things like him holding your hand made your heart do liittle flips.

He placed one of those healthy energy drinks that he already opened for you on your desk before sitting down on the couch and opening his own drink.

“Geez, do I look that tired?” You joked before taking a swig.

When he didn’t respond you turned and looked at him only to catch his eyes just before he looked away.

Was he staring? Nah.

You turned back to your screen with a pink flush now blossoming in your cheeks, again, and clearing your throat.

“So last night I was tweaking the song we were working on last week but I don’t know I feel like it’s missing something.” You said before playing the song you’d been working on like a maniac all night.

You watched him intently while he listened, biting the inside of your cheek in anticipation.

When the song finished Jinyoung got up without saying anything and walked over to your setup. He leaned over you, arm brushing against you as he grabbed the mouse. He was so close now you could smell the cologne you bought him for his birthday.

He told you that he always wore it so he would be needing a new one soon.

Your heart betrayed you once again, speeding up in your chest. Your eyes couldn’t help taking in his perfect features before settling on his plump lips. You swallowed.

Jinyoung looked down at you with his brows furrowed.

“Are you feeling okay? You look a little flushed.”

Before you could respond he had put his hand against your forehead before putting the other against his own.

“You definitely feel a little warm.” He said looking back at you.

You moved his hand away and stood up.

“I feel fine, it’s just a little warm in here.” You said slightly backing away from him.

He raised his eyebrow as his eyes flickered to the sweater you were bundled up in and the blanket that had fallen from your lap when you had suddenly gotten up.

It was far from warm in here.

“Anyway, what were you doing?” You said changing the topic not so smoothly.

“Oh right! So I was just mapping out some parts where I felt like it could use softer vocals mixed throughout. I think that would really pull the whole sound together.”

“I see… okay head into the studio and we can try it out.” You liked the idea for multiple reasons. One being that he might actually be right and the other being your need for him to no longer be so close to you.

“Wait. I was thinking you could do it.”

“What!? Me? But I don’t sing.” You said looking at him confused.

“But your voice is really pretty and I think this would really suit you.” He said matter of factly.

And que the blush.

“I-I don’t know.”

“Trust me. Your voice is exactly what this song's melody is missing.”

The next thing you knew you were the one in the studio and he was sitting in your chair. At first you were nervous and your voice was shaky but as he talked to you and coached you along you warmed up.

“Okay, come out and listen!” Jinyoung said excitedly.

You hurried out and he replayed the song for you. This time instead of just his honey voice filling the room you also heard yours mixed in there too. He smiled at you when it was done.

“See? It’s perfect like this!” He said, smiling up at you.

“But I hate the sound of my voice. And besides, it’s still missing something.” you said, shaking your head. Even though it did sonically sound much better you couldn’t help but cringe at the sound of your voice.

“I love the way your voice sounds.” He replied, playing the song again with a smile on his face.

“Okay.” You said as you tried to fight the hundredth heart flip today. “Now get out of my chair.”

Instead of moving he just patted his lap with a trouble making smile. You froze, simply staring at him.

“Sorry.” He said with an awkward chuckle. “Stupid joke.” You could swear he looked a little flustered but you couldn’t tell. Without another thought and probably moving quicker than natural you found yourself accepting his invitation. You sat down exactly we’re he patted and instantly got back to work.

Jinyoung's hands sort of just hovered while he tried to process the moment. He didn’t expect you to actually sit but now that he felt the warmth of your body against his he knew that if anyone moved it would be game over. Without even breathing he rested his arms on the arm rest. He wasn’t gonna be the one to forfeit this silly little game you two were playing, and had been playing for a while now.

On second thought maybe only he knew about it because you didn’t seem phased at all. He attempted to take a breath but instantly regretted it when your scent filled his nose. You smelled just as sweet as you always did but right now he wished you didn’t.

Have you always been this gorgeous? He asked himself one day while he was sitting in your studio. He was simply watching you work as he always did when suddenly he couldn’t stop his eyes from wandering. Your soft hair you had pulled away from your beautiful face. Your pretty lips that you chewed on as you thought. The curve of your body. Stop! Don’t be a freaking creep. He wanted to keep exploring but he forced himself to look away.

And now that he was sitting here with your perfect ass pressed against him he wasn’t sure how much more he could take. He swallowed and you shifted as you turned to face him. Shit!

“What? Am I heavy?” You asked with a tilt of your pretty little head while a smile tugged at the corner of your soft lips.

Jinyoung licked his lips nervously as your movement made you now pressed dangerously close to him.

You started to move again and he quickly put his hands on your waist, stopping your movement.

Your eyes looked at his moistened lips as you nervously swallowed. Jinyoung's hands felt warm against your body and now your stomach and heart were in a boxing match for the thousandth time today. You repositioned yourself so you could face him better, curious to know his next move.

His grip on your waist tightened.

“What’s our relationship these days?” You whispered.

Jinyoung's eyelids fluttered in shock.

“What do you mean?” Jinyoung whispered back.

“I can’t stop thinking about you… in a way a friend wouldn’t think about another friend.”

Jinyoung was silent. Your brain was everywhere and nowhere all at once. Your heart was pounding so loud you swore he could hear it.

“I shouldn’t have said that.” You said quickly and panic set in.

“Y/N…”

“Danm it, I’m such a fucking idiot!” You said exasperatingly. You moved to get up but you felt Jinyoung’s strong hand holding you in place.

“I’ve been thinking about you in a way a friend wouldn’t think about another friend as well.” Jinyoung said.

Now it was your turn to be shocked.

“Things like how your body would feel in my hands.” He continued. “Like how your lips would taste. Honestly I think that I think about kissing you a lot more than I should.”

His hand softly held your chin while his eyes traced your lips.

“…Do it then.” You said with a little frown on your face.

You were being driven crazy by the fact that you hadn’t been the only one who wanted to make out but somehow for months now you’d simply been wasting time.

He laughed at you but ultimately he felt the same.

His lips were as soft as they looked. And now they were hot against you and what’s more he tasted absolutely heavenly. His hands now rested on your neck, his thumb caressing your jaw as he deepened the kiss. Your chest pressed against his and you felt the pounding of his heart. Or was that your heart?

Jinyoung had to force himself to take a moment to breathe. He couldn’t believe this was happening. Was it possible that he was actually kissing you? He secretly pinched himself to make sure it wasn’t a dream.

“Owe!” You said suddenly.

You pulled back and looked at him with a frown.You looked absolutely delicious with your kissed pink lips and your flushed cheeks.

He couldn’t help but laugh. You hit him in the chest before rubbing the spot on your thigh that he pinched.

“I wanted to check if this was real or not.” Jinyoung finally said now that he was done laughing at your cuteness.

“Then pinch yourself doofus.” You said playfully, swatting at him.

He caught your hands.

“We’re so close right now I couldn’t tell.”

With those words Jinyoung was reminded of just how close you two were. Your hand rested on his thigh dangerously close to his crotch. Your heaved chest with every breath drawing his attention to your now unzipped sweater and your sweat glistened chest. He could tell you caught him staring but this time he didn’t look away.

Jinyoung watched you as you finished unzipping your sweater and revealing all that was underneath. You were absolutely mesmerizing. You let your sweater fall from your shoulders.

Kisses. You felt his breath all over your body along with his strong hands squeezing you as if it were life and death. His lips were all over yours and then your neck and then your nipples and then your shoulders and back to your lips. He was starved

You wrapped your arms around his neck and whispered breathlessly in his ear. “Let’s go to the couch”

Jinyoung instantly complied, standing up with you before walking over to your couch and gently laying you down.

Hovering above you, Jinyoung took in the sight before him. “How could you possibly be real?” He thought out loud only realizing the mistake when your face burned crimson.

He leaned in and softly kissed you again.

You felt his hardness pressed against your thigh as he leaned. It didn’t matter if this was a good idea or not because it was happening and you sure as hell weren’t gonna stop it.

The more you kissed pressed against each other in varying positions the harder it became to keep your underwear on. Giving up entirely you finished stripping. Oddly there was no discomfort in the moment. You thought that after all this time of minimum interaction laying beneath a man completely naked would make you feel beyond uncomfortable but you didn’t. His eyes flickered across every inch of you, taking you in like you were the most beautiful person in the world.

“Your turn.” You said breaking the silence.

Without a word Jinyoung followed suit.

The eye contact was intense’ neither of you having any desire to look away. The atmosphere felt deliciously tense so obviously the clown in you instantly resorted to making a joke.

“I did not see today going this way.” You joked. “I would’ve worn my sexy underwear.”

“You’re not wearing anything now so it doesn’t really matter.” He said before using the silence as a chance to gaze at your body again.

“Good point. So… we fucken or what? I’m getting cold.”

Once again Jinyoung’s beautiful laugh filled the room and vibrated against your body.

“No one can ever say you’re not a romantic. Geez we’re having a moment.”

“Sorry. I think I’m just stupid horny right now.”

“Well, can’t say I didn’t try.” He said before sitting up on the couch, pulling you on top of him.

You naturally straddled his lap, kisses peppering your skin the moment you were seated.

“Condom.” He mumbled in between kisses.

With a groan you pulled, breaking the bliss and got up to grab the box you always kept at your studio. You know what they say, better safe than unquenchably horny.

Jinyoung's eyes tracked you the whole way through with an odd expression that only relaxed when he noticed the box was still sealed.

If he was being honest then he would’ve just said that the thought of another man being with you drove him insane. But instead of sounding like a psychopath by saying that he just laughed and said “Good thing you’re always prepared.

“Would you believe me if I told you I bought these for you.”

His laugh was replaced with rapid blinking as he stared at you in slightly confused shock. If what he thought you were saying was what you were saying he wouldn’t be able to contain himself.

“Don’t get too excited.” You said when you finally made your way back over to him. “You’re just the only person I thought I would have sex with in my studio.

He took the box from you and looked at it.

“Should a be concerned that you know my size?” He said with an eyebrow raise.

You put your hand up in defense.”I swear it was just a guess. Wait…that’s not really helping my case.”

“Soooo, what you’re saying is not only did you spend time thinking about what size my dick is, you also went out and bought a pack of condoms for the purpose of having sex with me even though our relationship was platonic.” He said, shaking his head in false disapproval.

He couldn’t help teasing you as he took a condom out of the box.

You smiled, completely unfazed by his words, as you playfully snatched the condom from him and tossed the box to the side.

“How much of a pervert am I if I say I also fantasized about doing this?” You questioned as you slowly brought the wrapper to your lips before using your teeth to open it.

Jinyoung watched you almost in a daze as you discarded the wrapper on the floor, the condom resting between your lips. With your free hand you reached over and began to stroke him.

A groan slipped from his lips. The feeling of your soft hands around him was overwhelming. A pearl of pre-cum formed at the tip and you bent over and seductively licked it off. This time he couldn’t stop the moan that slipped out.

You were starting to get impatient as your desire for him ticked higher. You sat back up and rolled the condom down his shaft before shifting onto his lap.

Jinyoungs kisses were instinctive, the moment your lips were near his were against them. His hands feverishly touched you everywhere they could reach.

“I need you inside of me now.” You moaned in between kisses. You were never good about waiting so you honestly couldn’t believe that you’ve made it this long without him inside of you.

You propped yourself on your knees, making sure you were holding eye contact while you wrapped your hand around him and guided him to your entrance. You took your time as he stretched you, the pain mixing into pleasure.

Jinyoung's breath quickened the moment he saw himself bottomed out inside of you. Afraid to hurt you he fought himself to stay still, letting you take the lead.

When you were ready you nodded to let him know he could move. He pushed against your insides deliciously and the noises that spilled from you were uncontrollable. You used his shoulders to steady yourself, your mind slipping from the pleasure.

The sounds of your breathy moans filled the room making Jinyoung’s head spin in delight. He was sensitive to your every movement . The way you fluttered around him. The way your hands wrapped increasingly tighter onto his neck and shoulders with every pulse that went through your body. The way you whispered his name mixed in with a mumble of curses that he was pretty sure you just made up. The way the sweat that glistens on your body under the purple computer light made you look absolutely otherworldly. He didn’t know how much more he could take so when you said you were getting close he could finally exhale. Mesmerized, he watched your face as your orgasm crashed through you. Beautiful couldn’t justifyingly describe you.

The feeling that boomed through your body was heavenly. Jinyoung followed soon after, his movement steadying as the aftershocks dwindled.

His strong arms held you close as if letting you go wasn’t even an option.

At some point you felt as if you were drifting to sleep so you shook the drowsiness away and forced yourself to get up. Jinyoung protested a little but he knew that you both had work to do.

You two cleaned up and put back on your clothes.

There was silence in the room that was only slightly awkward now that everything was set and done.

“Do you wanna finish the song?” You asked heading to sit in your chair.

“Yeah. What should I order for dinner?” He said picking up his phone and going to the delivery app.

“You pick. I don’t really- *gasp*.”

“What?” Jinyoung rushed towards you.”

“The mic in here was recording.”

You two looked at the sound waves of the recording that stretched across the monitor.

Clicking on the highest waves you hit play as curiosity got the best of you. Instant embarrassment washed over you as you listened to the sounds of your moans over the speakers.

“That’s so embarrassing.” You groaned and moved to delete the audio when Jinyoung stopped you.

“Wait. Don’t. I think we should use this.”

“Use it?” You said, raising your eyebrow.

“In the song.”

You still looked at you quizzically so he took your mouse and started working himself.

When he was done with layering the sounds on a small piece he hit play.

The song filled the studio and you winced in anticipation. Wait a minute you, that actually sounds really freaking good. The layering of your voices paired really well and the slightly altered moans in the backing really added more depth to the previous empty feeling beat.

“Shit. I like it.” You said, smiling up at him.

Jinyoung smiled back down at you, his dimples looking absolutely adorable as he did. Seeing his chance while your face was lifted towards him he quickly stole a kiss.

“We make a good team huh?” He said after, his face still tantalizingly close to yours sending butterflies back into your stomach.

“I guess we do.”

You stayed like that for a moment before a notification on his phone pulled you out of it.

“The food is here. I’ll go get it, be right back.

“Perfect, I’m starving.”

He lingered for one moment longer before leaving to grab the food.

You let out a breath you just realized you were holding and went back to finishing the song, a big happy grin covering your face.

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nirvanawrites111 · 2 years

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Degrade Me ( Park Jinyoung x Reader) Part 2

Word count: 2437

Warnings: Daddy kink, unprotected sex, aftercare mentioned, Daddy Dom Jinyoung, male oral received, sex, fem pronouns, sub reader, degradation

Pairing: Park Jinyoung x Reader

Your eyes travel around the once familiar balcony. A smile creeps onto your face when you remember the many session you experienced here.

Your back presses against the expensive velvet fabric on his couch.

You might try to deny it, but you love being in the laps of luxury. In fact, you love the finer things in life, and you adore being spoiled.

The flames from the fire pit whoosh, and you feel the heat from the flames before you. You know that is a signal for you.

You scan the balcony, and everything is still exactly the same way it was two years.

Jinyoung is more of a minimalist, so there aren't many things on his balcony. Not that he needs more items.

You casually look down at your rose gold Apple watch and notice twenty minutes have passed since you sent you out here.

Your mind jogs back to the many times he made you wait for him. It was always worth the wait every time.

Park Jinyoung knows your body too well. His touch makes you shudder, his tongue makes you quiver and squirt, and his dick makes you come undone every single time.

The man is calculated and precise with everything he does to you, and it always satisfies in ways you can't describe.

You stand up and move to the edge of the balcony and look down at the full moon reflecting against the water. You look up at the moon and gaze at it for a moment.

You can only imagine what's about to happen underneath it.

All these memories are flooding your brain right now. You remember how much he couldn't stop talking about pursuing acting full-time.

You wanted nothing more than to be beside him during the journey and support him. But, just like that, he abruptly ended things around the end of October. Once fans started to find out about his group's last comeback.

You could never forget him leaving you, despite your best efforts.

So, tonight you decided it will be just a one-time arrangement. You will get your fix and be on your merry way. Why does it feel like you are still addicted to him?

In some ways, you are. You have searched for someone to give you the level of euphoria that he gave it. Every single time you were always left disappointed.

"Y/N," Jinyoung calls out your name behind you, and your ears perk up.

A wave of excitement rolls throughout your body, and you sit in your seat.

The dominance in his tone makes your heart leap. This is the man that you loved for so many years. Being with him is being in your safe space where you feel entirely comfortable to be your true self.

"Yes?" you respond.

Even though he didn't tell you to turn around, you know better to stay facing forward. You eagerly wait for his instructions before you make any sudden movements.

"Are you ready to relax?" He asks.

Everything about Park Jinyoung is so sensual and precise. You can smell the husky fragrance of his favorite cologne. You love the calming scent, not to mention you can also sense his soap.

He's always taking pride in being clean with being intimate with you.

Jinyoung isn't the type to engage in small talk. He doesn't give a fuck where you've been or who you were with prior. He isn't interested in any of that. His main concern is feeling you on his dick.

"Always."

"Perfect."

You feel the cool silk blindfold against your face, and your shoulders drop. You are slightly bummed you aren't going to be able to see him.

Jinyoung carefully ties the blindfold around your eyes.

You hear his bare footsteps tap along the marble flooring that covers the spacious balcony.

You hear him move next to you, and he grabs your hand. He pushes your hand and plants a few kisses against your brown skin.

You moan slightly, and you his touch electrifies you. Your hand follows his direction, and it's now on his bare thigh.

You quickly realize he is already naked, and you wish you had the pleasure of undressing him.

Jinyoung guides your hand to gently stroke him. At first contact, he is rock hard.

You hate that you can't see his face when your touch connects with his most intimate parts.

"You miss my dick?" His vulgar words send another shockwave through your body.

"Yes, may I taste it?" You request.

You are eager to have him in your mouth again. You can't wait to hear his moans and insults slip from his mouth.

It turns you on that he is nothing like he portrays around other people. That's what you enjoy. He has a darker side that you enjoy playing with.

"That's all I am to you? Just someone you can use and suck?" Jinyoung questions.

"For tonight, yes," you half-jokingly mutter.

Your hand didn't stop, though, but he releases it so that you could take over the situation.

You want to taunt him and get him even more turned on.

"Well, suck me then, slut. If you're gonna use me, then you better me cum," he said.

You stroke him with one hand, and he holds your other hand to guide you over to him.

You move carefully and get down onto your knees in front of him. Even without being about to see him, he radiates so much power.

"I always make you cum. Every time.. why else would you let me stay?" You taunt.

"You're doing a lot of talking...too much for my liking," Jinyoung hiss.

You hear him stand up, and you feel his hand brush against the back of your head. Before you could say another thing, he is inside your mouth.

Why are you so turned on by him degrading you? Why did this man have to activate this type of kink inside you?

Why can't you be normal and have a praise kink like most people? We're you an extremist, or did you just like the way filthy words sound coming out of Park Jinyoung's mouth.

Others have tried to do it to you, but you always shut them down. It always felt generic and forced from someone else. W "Mmm.." you moan out against his length.

You begin to suck him like you miss him. Honestly, you had missed him a lot.

As soon begin pleasuring him, you hear the first moan slip from his mouth. Why do you enjoy pleasing this man so much?

You still didn't like being able to see his face, but that meant you had to work a little harder for your reward.

Your tongue swirls around the length of him. His hand holds a fist full of your curly-coily hair. You love the aggression he's giving you. It wasn't like being with anyone else.

"Damn, you're such a good slut on your knees," he said.

You love the mixture of being praised and degraded at the same time. It motivates you to keep going because you know he's enjoying his time with you.

"Thank you, daddy," you manage to say in between pleasuring him.

Here you are on your knees for your ex-boyfriend, Park Jinyoung. A man you met in such an awkward way turned into a relationship.

"My beautiful little slut. Slurping me up as no one else could. You love it, don't you? Out here on your knees for me. So, dirty and hot," Jinyoung's tone switches and is laced with venom.

The tone of his voice became darker. You are obsessed with how he aggressively grabs your head while you do your thing.

"Mmm.. yes, I'm your slut," you proclaim for him.

At this moment, you feel very privileged to be claimed by him. It makes you feel like you are floating on a cloud, and you feel like the sky is the limit. Even if it's only for one night, you are basking in it.

Butterflies flutter in your stomach, and your pussy throbs for him.

"You're such a naughty little whore. I love to see you like this. Your head is the best in the world," he compliments you.

You hold your hands behind your back and go further down on him. You want him to explode inside of your mouth.

"Fuck," Jinyoung groans.

Now, both of his hands are at the back of his head.

"You're such a cum whore. You want this cum.. don't you," Jinyoung grunts.

His dirty talk sends your body to another dimension, and you smile at the fact that you aren't handcuffed.

"Mmmh," you agree.

You slip your fingers between your thighs. You plunge your middle finger inside you only to discover you are already wet with desire.

You encircle your clit with your wet fingers and stroke it repeatedly while he's fucking your throat.

The feeling has you giddy, and you know that he made the right decision by blindfolding you. Your senses are heightened to the max, and the energy is out of this realm at this point.

"Fuck.. I'm gonna nut," he curses.

You speed up and take him in deeper, and you feel yourself inching closer to your orgasm. The combination of him being deep inside of your mouth and your fingers skillfully against your love button is driving you insane.

"Your throat is too good. You've always been my favorite whore," he wails.

Jinyoung's body shakes, and he empties his warm load into your mouth. His body repeatedly shudders while your body replicates his actions. You two are connected in ways you haven't felt with anyone else since he left you.

Jinyoung pulls himself out of your mouth, and you immediately feel his absence. You hear him fall back against the couch, and he grabs your hands.

Jinyoung pulls you up onto his lap. He hastily pulls at your clothes and removes your dress.

Jinyoung pulls your hand towards him and slips your two fingers inside his mouth. "You thought I wasn't going to notice you were playing with yourself," Jinyoung asks.

"No, I couldn't help it. You turn me on so much."

"You're lucky I love the way you taste," he said. He sucks the remaining juice off your finger.

Jinyoung pulls at your blindfold, and it falls off. "You ready to fuck?"

"Of course."

You nod and stand up. You step out of your soaked underwear and toss them next to him. You straddle his lap.

Jinyoung strokes your face, and the darkness in his eyes is hypnotic. The desire is so heavy that you want him even more.

He pulls you in closer and presses his warm lips against yours. You can slightly taste yourself on his lips.

It was the first time you experienced his lips in years. It wasn't a romantic kiss, but more lustful than anything. He pulls away from you.

Jinyoung adjusts on his couch as you perfectly position yourself on him. You slide down easily onto his dick.

You gasp and adjust to having him inside of your portal again. You miss the skin-to-skin contact with him. You take a moment to take everything in.

Jinyoung lifts you up and holds onto your waist. He lies you against the couch and starts pounding your pussy.

He always liked to be in control. He holds your legs back while giving you what you've been missing for two years.

"You've missed daddy, haven't you?" Your eyes are captivated by Jinyoung's gaze.

Does this man want you to cum on his dick already? It hasn't even been two minutes.

You cover your face and reply, "Yes."

"Oh, don't be shy. You won't shy earlier when I came down your throat, and you swallowed all of it. Only whores do that," he berates you.

You uncover your face and look at him. You are so vulnerable like this with him filling you up.

Hell, this is all you wanted. You wanted nothing more than to be like a pretzel on his balcony. There wasn't anywhere else you wanted to be.

"I know.. I'm your whore," you declare.

"Always.. because no one will fuck you like me," he growls.

Jinyoung strokes into you at the perfect speed, not too fast and not too slow.

"Mmmh," you agree.

You enjoy being lost in your own little nirvana with him. The way that he grips your thighs while giving you punishing thrusts. Your eyes nearly roll in the back of your head from the euphoric pleasure.

"I'ma make you cum on this dick," his enchanting voice echoes against you.

You are creeping closer to that familiar place.

"My cum slut has returned to me, and all she wants it to be filled up. Don't worry. I got you," he works his hips rhythmic into you and hits your favorite spot.

At this point, you can't formulate complete sentences. Only slips of cuss words and calling on god herself are the only words that found their way out of your mouth.

His dick twitches inside of you, and he grips onto your waist.

"Cum for me," his words erupt. He grabs your face to look at him, and you feel his sweat drip onto you.

The wave of pleasure rip throughout your body. Your body shudders and trembles as you enjoy your out-of-body experience.

You aren't the only one, and he explodes right after you cum for him like the good little slut you are. You lie your back against his couch and open your eyes again.

Jinyoung's gaze on you is so intense. He didn't look away, but he stays connected to you. It is so fierce, like almost like you can read his mind.

"Angel? You ready to get cleaned up?" He asks.

The smile on his face lets you know you've done a great job for him. You grin at the fact he just called you angel. You haven't heard that nickname in so long. Years ago, you would hear it so that it replaced your real name.

You're still locked at the moment your heart races. Do you have feelings for him again? Does he have feelings for you? You both breath out heavily.

"Yes," you sweetly reply.

"Come on, let's get in the house," he swipes you off the couch and tosses you over his shoulder. He walks back into his penthouse.

"Do you mind calling me a car?" You ask.

"What if I wanted you to stay?" Jinyoung replies and throws you onto his bed.

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heebaeby · 2 years

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cix favorite sex positions

note: i've talked about this one with someone before and i feel like i should share it. also sorry for being inactive but i'm really busy and its hard to think naughty thoughts when i'm just so stressed.

byounggon:

this is probably due to my attachements on studio sex and byounggon but his favorite sex position would the one where he sits on a chair with you straddling him. not only can he see your face, once the both of you are done he could just let you warm his cock and continue on producing a song or writing some rap lyrics.

seunghun:

doggy style. i did not need to think that long about this one like listen he gets to fuck you while seeing your ass jiggle every time he thrusts in you? the thought just leaves seunghun in shambles. he would also pull you by your hair just so he could have you close enough to hear whatever filthy thing would leave his mouth.

jinyoung:

your legs over his shoulders is always jinyoung's favorite. he could get in much deeper and make you an absolute mess. sex with jinyoung would always be intense and if neither of you are sweaty and out of breath then he's still far from done.

yonghee:

cowgirl... if you're the sub, his hands would be gripping on your waist as he guides you against his thrusts and if you're the dom my oh my he would look so pretty underneath you whining and all that. yonghee really likes this position and it also helps that he could keep eye contact with you during the entire thing. please do lay on his chest once you're done, that makes his heart swell.

hyunsuk:

not exactly a position..? but i feel like hyunsuk fave would be wall sex like listen we know he's lazy and he will complain that it was a little too tiring but something about how you wrap your hands and legs around him for support just has the blood rushing south. it turns him on to no end seeing you this dependent on him. it doesn't help that he has a slight size kink too.

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mykoreanlove · 1 year

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.starved

Jinyoung couldn’t get you out of his head no matter how hard he tried to. What was supposed to be a reckless one-night stand turned into a painful obsession. He simply wanted to blow off some steam with a beautiful stranger like you. Aching to get lost in another made him forget his morals for a night. And when he laid eyes on you, he was certain that his wish would come true.

And now, days after, he found himself suffering tremendously because of you. You clouded his every thought. At the beginning of each day his mind wandered back to you. Wondering if you were still asleep, recalling how peaceful you looked when you were dreaming. His fingers itched when he thought about the strands of silk hair that fell onto your soft features wanting to push them back in their place. He dismissed those thoughts every morning, but you still found your way back into his awareness, almost effortlessly.

During the day he found it impossible to concentrate as his mind forced him to think of you. His behavior made him wonder - what has intrigued that sudden change in him? Was it your breath-taking beauty? He sure as hell thought you were alluring. Was it your aura? The way you carried yourself made you so damn attractive that he could not keep his hands off you. Or was it your intellect? Jinyoung is not one to open up to strangers easily, however talking to you made him feel so comfortable. Suddenly he was talking about his deepest desires and fears, only to be met with loving eyes that encouraged him to be himself. Was it the way you made him feel? Carefree, desired, loved and – happy? His frustration grew by the hour. He couldn’t afford to fall in love, he couldn’t afford to feel so deeply for a woman he barely knew.

And yet..

He tried to convince himself that it was only for the physical. He was starved for sex, for intimacy – that must be it, right?

Thoughts of your body melting into his accompanied him every night. Jinyoung loved to remember how it felt to kiss you, touch you, taste you – the memory alone left him desperate for you again. He couldn’t help but touch himself, eager to find release as his mind wandered back to that special night: the way you dug your nails into his back as he pushed himself further into you, the way you seductively moaned his name as he left wet kisses all over your body or the way you rolled back your eyes as he hit all the right spots turning both of you into a complete mess.

He sighed in frustration. It should have been about the sex, it should have been about fucking you, it should have been about using you as an escape from his tumultuous life. But it wasn’t. It was about sharing intimate conversations, it was about laughing until you were out of breath, it was about all the little similarities you shared that made him feel seen for who he was.

You shone light on a part of him that he had kept in the dark for a very long time. That hunger for love, for connection and intimacy was pushed back in his mind the minute he entered that blue-tinted skyscraper years ago. But you brought that hunger back to life and now it was eating him from the inside. Could he shake this feeling? Could he forget about you? A tristesse washed over him as he imagined erasing you from his mind making it painfully obvious that he didn’t want to. What he wanted was to be finally fed, not further starved. He was headed for another sleepless night as he tried to find an answer to the only burning question on his mind: could he afford that feast?

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vad-hander · 2 years

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GOT7

NO NAME

pairing: idol!Jaebeom x reader

others: idol!Youngjae

genre: one-shot, smut, fluff, established relationships, domestic

warnings: dom!Jaebeom sub!reader switched positions, teasing, orgasm denial, unprotected sex

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JAEBEOM, THE GUY FROM THE BAR

pairing: Jaebeom x reader

others: Jeno

genre: series, fluff, angst, strangers to lovers

warnings: break up (with Jeno), drinking, slowburn

NO NAME

pairing: Jinyoung x reader

others: NCT Johnny

genre: series, smut, fluff, angst

warnings: abuse, depression, toxic friendship, established relationships, lovers to strangers, mentions of self harm, messed up everything (you'll get it as you read it)

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hotpinkhoshi · 2 years

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jinyoung + smut + 10

a breathy sigh fell from your lips as your fingers finally slipped beneath the elastic hem of your underwear. you’d been needy for contact since you woke up this morning–it was just one of those days. so you’d gotten back in bed after breakfast, wearing only a thin tank top and the cotton panties you’d slept in.

nevermind that you had a perfectly good boyfriend in the other room. one that, if given ten minutes of your time, could have you seeing stars and screaming curse words you’d never uttered before in your life. but jinyoung had a new script to read, and you couldn’t bring yourself to interrupt him.

you thought of him now in his plain white tee that did little to hide his impressive physique, hair still messy from his sleep. he was probably on the couch, cup of coffee in one hand and his script in the other, a ballpoint pen resting between his lips.

god, those lips.

you imagined they were teasing your clit now instead of your own fingers. he liked to make you shiver and whine, pressing kisses against your soft flesh, slowly drifting closer and closer to your clit. he’d look up and get this stupid smirk on his face before he leaned in and got to work.

lifting your hips, you spread your legs to give yourself more room. jinyoung was so good with his mouth. not only that, but he’d been a very quick learner. it’d taken him no time at all to figure out the speeds and patterns that made you tick quicker than your trusty old vibrator.

he’d be livid if he knew you were touching yourself right now while he was a mere twenty steps away in the living room.but you were desperate for a release and you knew how important this new project was to him.

your eyes fell shut as your imagination ran wild, picturing Jinyoung with his face tucked between your thighs, lapping at your folds like a man starved. he always groaned like he couldn’t get enough, hands grappling at your thighs until you couldn’t get any closer.

you imagined him slipping his fingers inside, three straight away since it wasn’t like you weren’t wet enough. he’d stretch you out, curling and scissoring his digits until you were writhing and gripping the sheets for dear life. only then would he work his way back up your body, his hard cock nudging against your stomach as you kissed the taste of yourself off his lips.

just the thought of kissing him sent a wave of pleasure down to your belly. you imagined him resting his entire body weight on you to let you feel just how badly he wanted you before finally pressing inside of you without hesitation.

“fuck,” you whispered, only to yourself, and bit down onto your lip to keep from making any further noise. at this point, you couldn’t even remember if you’d closed the door.

you just needed to get off quickly so you could go about your day and hopefully feel some sort of relief. jinyoung could take care of you later, maybe, once he’d finished his work. he was so busy, you felt too guilty whenever you interrupted him just because you were feeling needy.

instead you focused on the memory of one of the most recent times you'd had sex - after jinyoung had come home from an event and you'd practically pounced on him the moment he'd walked through the door in his fancy suit.

he'd been extra feisty that night, pushing you against the wall, face forward, and shoving down the loose linen pants you'd been wearing. you whimpered, recalling how rough he'd been, crowding you against that wall and pounding inside of you without mercy.

"am i interrupting something?"

your eyes shot open at the sound of jinyoung's voice, a gasp falling from your lips when you realized you'd been caught. there was no way to deny what you'd been doing - you knew your hair was askew and your face was flushed, neck glistening with a slight sheen of sweat.

tearing your hand out of your panties, you clamped your legs together as if maybe you could get away with pretending like you hadn't just been thirty seconds from an orgasm.

jinyoung watched you from the end of the bed like a lion observing its prey, his tongue peeking out to wet his lips as his eyes roamed your figure.

"were you just touching yourself?"

you huffed, knowing that he knew the answer to his own question, but wanted to hear you say it. only then could he dole out an appropriate punishment.

"i... no," you lied, choosing to test his limits.

in the blink of an eye, jinyoung ripped away the duvet covering your form, giving you only a split second to curl your legs up towards your chest to hide the evidence of your betrayal.

"no?" he asked, dropping the duvet to the ground and pressing one knee onto the edge of the mattress. "are you lying to me now?"

shaking your head, you batted your eyelashes, keeping your knees pressed together. "i wasn't."

jinyoung crawled forward, slow and steady, until he was right in front of you. his hands settled on your knees as he rubbed gentle circles into your skin with his thumbs.

"no?" he said again, his lips lifting into a smirk on one side. "oh, pretty, don't you know i know your body better than anyone else? my only question is why you couldn't just let me take care of you."

you let him part your knees, spreading your legs enough for him to settle in between them. he did look a little hurt from the knowledge that you'd chosen to help yourself rather than just tell him you wanted him, sending a pang of guilt straight to your chest.

"i didn't wanna bother you," you admitted. "you were busy. it was important."

jinyoung shook his head, leaning down to press his lips to your forehead, all while one hand slipped up the hem of your shirt until his fingertips brushed over your nipple.

"baby, nothing is more important to me than making you feel good."

#jinyoung smut #got7 imagine #jinyoung imagine #got7 smut #got7 fanfic #writing #jinyoung fanfic #killed me to cut this off why are drabbles so hard for me lol #i always want to write like a 3k smut scene but then i'd never finish anything

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