# shush !! p.js
sorry i needed him to shove his hands ** ** **** rn lol i am so not sane for jisung anymore
# nsfw + mdni, jisung tries to to fuck you quietly in his hotel room.
ah—ji–! less than subtle rustles of his sheets, long, slender fingers rushed to clasp over your lips as your eyes squeeze shut, trying to be quiet when his hand cups your drenched panties, jisung’s body draped over yours as he pressed you deeper into the hotel bed, god, who made hotel walls so fucking thin? and he’ll never hear the end of it, not with haechan on the other side, jisung can almost already hear his exaggerated mocking moans to tease him tomorrow, the only reminder keeping jisung from fucking you carelessly hard into his sheets.
fuck it, he’s not giving haechan a show. shhh, jisung whispers, his face buried in the crook of your neck as he kisses up your skin, teeth grazing until he finds your sweet spot, biting down and sucking a dark hickey as his fingers slip into your panties, your heated gasps and whines poorly muffled by palm over your lips.
fuck, it’s sinfully evil to have hands like his, shoved into your cute cunt, slowly pumping and curling in your soaked folds. spit wetting his hand messily with your cute drools and whimpers, pretty bruises littering your neck, jisung’s quiet, deep groans right against your ear, sending electricity down your spine with how fucking sinful he sounds, deep from his throat and raspy from after a concert.
ngh– ji, ‘m gonna—! your muffled cries slipping through, salaciously wet sounds of his fingers increasing his pace, cum f’ me, pretty, he whispers, husky and low on the verge of a growl, fuck, has you tearily sloppily coming undone, jisung’s bony fingers slipping out and coated with your juices, a dark smirk on his lips as he teasingly hangs his wet fingers in your sight.
no, ‘s embarrassing– you whimper, burying your face into the sheets and just peeking out enough to see his fingers dip into his lips, savoring your sweet taste as he licks them clean tantalizingly slow, intentional to make you flustered,,, it’s only you who can see this side of jisung, the dark hotel room and his glasses slightly fogged with his panting breathing, scent of sex heavy in your nose, and his soft lips wrapped around his wet fingers.
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f-fuck, s’ fucking tight, jisung pants, burying his face into your shoulder, gritting his teeth to resist a moan, his hand so wet with your spit as your muffled cries are trapped by his palm, sweat wetting his hair into messy strands as he pushes in just the tip, just the tip of his fucking massive cock, flushed red with need and laced with a prominent vein. shit, ‘s like i didn’t fuck you on my fingers enough–ngh,,, your fingers desperately clinging to the sheets, tears spilling over your lashes as your eyes clench shut, painfully good stretch driving you mad with pleasure, god, why’s he so big?
and inch by inch until he’s fully sheathed in your pretty cunt, a string of drool hanging from his plump lower lip to the bite on your shoulder, your hand reaching to press his harder against your lips to resist the muffled moans slipping through as his hips slam into yours, ‘s a lewd view like this that makes him insane for you,, when your hair’s a mess, pretty body trapped beneath his, so completely under his control to shut up your voice, burying his thick cock into your tight pussy with lewd, loud slaps of skin and squelches of arousal, his bites on your neck and shoulder, hickeys splotchy and all his, it’s a mess jisung adores.
sloppy thrusts, his tip kissing your cervix, the sudden whines and clench of your cunt as you cum hard in a crying mess into his hand, hips pushing back to meet his, fuck, ‘m gonna cum,, jisung pants, ‘m gonna fill you up, pussy’s all mine from inside, yeah? his thrusts sloppier by the second, his words eliciting a pretty, muffled whimper from your lips, ji, fill m-me up, want it inside–! and jisung’s more than willing, his thick load of love released into your swollen cunt as he lets out a loud moan, deep, raspy, breathy with lewd pleasure before he can stop himself, cute cunt milking him of his cum a little too good for him to handle, god, he could just fucking breed you up if your pussy wants it so bad—
and your gasps for air as he releases your lips from his grasp, only for him to thrust hard, eliciting a cry of his name, w-wait, jisung—ah! fuck it, baby, jisung mutters, ‘m not done with you, fuck who hears.
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that fucker, haechan groans as he rolls his eyes, a taunting glint in his dark gaze, tinged with annoyance, shifting in his bed. his fingers reaching for his phone, a smirk on his lips as he presses record before reaching into his sweats.
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