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GAD DAM HE IS SO FINE LIKE DUDE ISNT EVEN TRYING AND NOW IM SHAKING IN MY FUCKIN BOOTS

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HOST REQUESTED: Han Jisung

«ONE NIGHT AT BACK DOOR COLLECTION MASTERLIST»

HOST PROFILE 🔸Name: Han Jisung 🔸Attracts: Deviants 🔸Characteristics: An absolute perv who's perpetually horny [Needs revision: Minho, file shit properly istfg -Chris] 🔸Why patrons love him: He finds quirky things hot.

FAIR TRADE

📜4.7K words | Approx. 20-min. read 🖤HAN x Reader 🚨Please see the series masterlist for general warnings: Perv!Ji agenda is thriving, lowkey mutual pining, sexual deviance, somnophilia, pegging, edging, oral sex, 69, cum swallowing, unprotected sex. 📻Accompanying soundtrack 💭Reblogs & comments are always appreciated and please keep in mind they are the ultimate motivation fuel. 🍮Like my content? Consider supporting my work with a pudding!

[3 new messages] Ace

Ace We received our patron files for Valentine’s I saw a familiar name in mine🤤 I’ve missed hosting you

An involuntary smile climbed to your lips when you read the messages, more so when you saw who they came from. Jisung. The guy you had the most bizarre relationship with. 

You first met him when a ladies’ night went sort of awry. When your friends told you they found a rich vein of inspiration for you, you thought they were going to take you to see some unconventional performance art again. It could be called performance art based on how you would interpret it, but you definitely didn’t expect to spend a night at a damn host club having the best sex of your entire life.

You Thought we could set the record straight You owe me a drawer’s worth of underwear Ace Bet I need some new ones for my collection anyway You Or you can stop stealing them! Ace LMAO good one Why do you think I tease you a lot before we fuck? I need those panties soaked with you Nobody told you to taste that good You You’re a sicko Ace

Ace. A nickname you had aptly given to him because damn did that guy know how to please. Well, it was his job to please, but that didn’t mean you weren’t going to subscribe to his services like he was a fucking streaming platform. 

It wasn’t easy to do that whenever you wanted because the club he worked at had a ridiculous waiting list. Even if you wanted to book him twice in a row, there were no consecutive days available, and the dates closest to each other were four to six months apart. It was proof that miracles existed when you managed to score an appointment on fucking Valentine’s Day.

It was fine, though. If it meant eventually spending another mindblowing night with him, you could settle for passing the time in between with a vibrator.

Ace And you fucking love it 💋 Nudes? You Geez can’t wait till next week? At least be a little romantic about it smh Ace Nudes in the rain? Come on baby I really miss you Spare one for your Ace You You're lucky you're a beast in bed [IMG1095.jpg]

Then one night you saw him off his work attire, chilling with his friends at some club. He recognized you, came to say hi, bought you several drinks, lost his whole entire shit when you told him you were a digital artist making adult webtoons, and when you kept teasing each other for the better half of an hour, he asked you if you wanted to get out of there. You took him home, had atom-rearranging sex outside the bounds of customer service, and everything changed after that night.

Your friends were right. Jisung turned into the source of inspiration you never planned on having. You kept drawing him. You kept drawing him a lot under the disguise of practice. His broad shoulders you loved to cling to, his narrow waist you loved feeling under your touch, his magnificent chest you loved dragging your nails on, his perfect lips you loved to kiss, his smile, his eyes, his pout, his cheeks… You dedicated characters after him. You illustrated steamy scenes after the things you really wanted to do with him. Granted, you refused to tell him about your work for the longest time, but he forced it out of you during one particularly faded night. And being one of your avid readers ever since then, there was no way he didn’t notice.

But that was all there was.

Technically, Jisung wasn’t allowed to ‘date’ in order not to hurt his reputation with his patrons, not that any sane person would agree to date an escort in the first place. He was a salesman who sold fantasies to whoever was willing to take him up on his offer, and there was fine print to be followed for that. The full knowledge that this man was unattached and could belong to anybody who wanted him was one of them.

Neither of you really knew what your relationship entailed; you just knew that you enjoyed each other’s company a lot. From afar, it looked like being friends with benefits, but even naming it so suddenly changed things and put Jisung in a compromising situation. You had opted for calling each other ‘cuddle buddies’ instead. Two people who cuddled and just happened to fuck each other’s brains out every time they touched. You didn’t want him to get into any trouble because of you, so you made it a point to never initiate anything, and you didn’t even have to, to be honest. Jisung always seemed to have an excuse ready to go to come and see you.

You still went to Back Door every once in a while to request him. The only difference was that you didn’t have to wait for months anymore to see him again.

Ace 🤯 I may have started salivating Can I come over? Please? Pls pls pls pls pls times infinity You Do you even care if you get canned? Ace OH COME ON!!! You never stay the night when you come in as a patron Let me fuck you awake again

And then he would say some shit like this, and effectively cause you to display a blue screen. Sometimes you hated how he knew exactly which buttons to press. It was pathetic to even think about it, but there was a reason you didn’t stay that you were going to take to your grave. Those appointments at Back Door were your make-believe date nights with Jisung. You just didn’t want to face the fact that he was going to do the same all over again with other people. Whenever you saw him outside the confines of that club you could still pretend you didn’t know what he actually did for a living. You weren’t judging him for it—not only did he not hide it from you, but that was also the reason you both met in the first place.

It was just more bearable this way.

You I’ll think about it when I see a photo with them Victoria's shopping bags Ace Can I come over if I buy you your precious lingerie? You Don’t give me attitude or else you ain’t getting any Ace 🤐🏃

One of these days. Maybe one of these days you could find the strength to say no to him and stand by it for once.

But it seemed like that day wasn’t going to arrive anytime soon.

“This is to replenish your entire second drawer, and this is for dinner,” Jisung handed you several brand-name shopping bags and a box containing a large pizza at your front door.

“Damn, you got here fast!” you exclaimed, genuinely surprised that he showed up at your apartment, “I didn’t think you would come at all.”

“How can I not cum if it’s you, baby?”

You slapped his arm with the bags in your hand and invited him in. After leaving the pizza in the kitchen, you walked to your bedroom to drop off the bags on your bed, and Jisung followed after you.

“Aren’t you gonna model for me?”

“No.”

“Oh, come on! Don’t you think I deserve it?”

“You’re seriously asking for a bounty for returning what’s mine?” you cocked your brows, “You’re the culprit!”

Jisung was going to answer. He actually had a really witty comeback prepared, but when you turned around and stood right next to the soft yellow glow of the standing light in your bedroom, he could perfectly make out your nipples as well as the outline of your breasts under your white tank. He spaced out so hard thinking about them bouncing that he totally forgot what he was going to say.

“You okay there, Ace?”

“Huh? Yeah um…” he cleared his throat somewhat abashed, “Low blood sugar.”

It was odd, to say the least. He was actually proud of how unfiltered he was when it came to teasing you, throwing in innuendos everywhere he could, or flat out telling you brazen things just to fluster you. You were used to Jisung being audaciously horny; not to this.

“Then pizza it is. Wanna watch something while we eat?” you started walking back to the kitchen.

“Actually, a close friend of mine has a new movie out,” he returned to his default mode after slapping himself on the cheeks, “Shall we watch that?”

“You’re friends with a movie star?”

“I mean, duh?”

You handed him two bottles of beer from your fridge and plopped down on your couch with the pizza box. As you were settling down, Jisung logged into some website and pressed play. You were more than halfway into the pizza when the actual premise of the movie finally hit you.

“Ace?”

“Hm?”

“This is porn.”

“Why would you discriminate against the hardest workers of the movie industry?” Jisung exaggeratedly protested, “Just watch it! There’s plot, and the acting’s decent, I promise.”

You didn’t know what to be more surprised about—the fact that you were casually watching porn with Jisung as if you were binging a freshly dropped season of some show, or the fact that he had a close friend in the adult movie business. You had to hand it to him; there was indeed somewhat of an interesting plot going on, chronicling how a woman was exploring her sexuality with the android ‘sex doll’ she purchased, but pornwise, things on the screen were pretty predictable. Tame, almost.

Until she wore a strap and started going to town on this guy. As the scene progressed, you gulped so audibly that Jisung turned his face to you.

“You good?” he asked with a shit-eating grin.

“Yeah!” you jumped in your place, completely taken aback by the sudden voice. You were so engrossed in the scene that you had forgotten you weren’t alone for a second, “Yeah, why?”

“You’re blushing.”

“Isn’t it natural? We’re watching porn.”

He grabbed his beer from the coffee table and sprawled on the couch with an annoyingly smug expression.

“Or, you really like what you’re seeing right now.”

You could try to be as casual about it as you wanted, but once Jisung picked up on something, he never let it go. There was no way he was going to let you live it down.

“It’s– It’s just sex,” you stood up from the couch, “I need to use the bathroom.”

“I’ll know if you’re rubbing one out in there!”

You went to the bathroom under the pretense of washing your hands, but the matter of the fact was, you were in dire need to hit your face with as much cold water as possible. When you looked at your reflection in the mirror, you noticed how much you were indeed blushing, and your heart was beating so fast. It wasn’t how sexy the scene itself looked to you—it was the thought of doing this to Jisung and him liking it that almost made you combust.

For the rest of the movie, every time you were reminded of that particular scene, you put your brain in autopilot mode, thinking about things that weren’t even remotely sexy to clear the reddish fog in your head. Chairs. Seats. Stained glass. A church service. 

But wouldn’t it be the most extremely erotic thing ever to peg Jisung during a church se—?

“ALRIGHT, let’s just call it a night. I’m tired,” you jumped to your feet. 

He didn’t protest, turned off the TV, and just followed you to the bathroom. After both of you washed up, you went to bed with Jisung cuddling you like a clingy koala bear. His warmth always lulled you to sleep faster than trying to fall asleep alone.

Yet, every time your breathing became deeper, telling him that you were long gone from the conscious realm, it always awakened something inside him. Your chest was softly rising and falling, but his heart was racing like he was running from something as fast as he could.

Jisung had no idea why the thought of making you cum in your sleep was such a turn-on to him, but it was. During one of your ‘cuddling’ sessions, he just couldn’t help himself, and when you reacted so positively to him, he immediately picked it up as a habit, or more like an addiction, and couldn’t stop ever since. It was happening again—he was getting painfully hard just thinking about what he was about to do to you.

He carefully turned you on your back, spread your thighs apart just a measure, and started to slowly slide your shorts down. When he nestled between your legs, that sweet scent that made him go berserk welcomed him again. Of fucking course he was going to steal your lingerie; did you ever try tasting yourself?

He briefly basked in the warmth radiating from your body and finally started teasing your clit with just the tip of his tongue, really, really gently so as not to wake you up. He kept it up for quite some time until he could see you involuntarily clench around nothing. It made him smile. It always made him smile watching you throb like that because of him. Jisung wondered whether he was making you see a wet dream right then. Maybe you were finally letting him cuff you to the bed, making you cum over and over again until you were a panting, crying mess. Maybe you were making him beg to let him fuck you for everyone in the club to watch. God, he would put on such an amazing show with you, but no one would be allowed to touch you. You were his to please. He would satisfy you in every way you asked until he diminished you into a puddle.

As he kept turning himself on more and more with these thoughts, his drags on your sopping wet cunt became more intense. He stopped breathing and laser-focused on stimulating your swollen clit with very fast licks until he made you cum in his mouth while you were quietly moaning in your sleep. He swallowed every last drop, but it wasn’t enough. He could never get enough of your taste. Of your scent. Of your body. Of you.

The sight of your pulsating pussy oozing under him, covering your folds with heavy gloss through and through was enough to make Jisung lose his mind. His salivary glands were working at full force watching you contract hard like that. He took off his boxers with careful movements and gingerly slid into you. When he started fucking you even with those languid thrusts, it felt so damn good inside you that he knew he was in so much trouble. The urge to drill you into that mattress was so fucking real. You were definitely going to wake up.

And when he couldn’t control his pace anymore, you did.

“Wanna go faster?”

“Ah, fuck! Go b– Go back to sleep, baby.”

“While feeling this good?” you sighed contently, “I don’t think so.”

When you grabbed him by his waist and pulled him closer, Jisung buried himself into you with one sharp thrust until he reached the very end of your walls.

“God, I just love fucking you awake!”

“You’re a sicko, Ace,” you sleepily smiled. 

Jisung lowered his body to be closer to your face and reciprocated your smile before kissing your face off.

“And you fucking love it, baby.”

Valentine’s Day. That fucking corporate Hallmark holiday which was the peak of consumerism and blah blah blah…

None of those were the reasons this particular day got on your nerves. It was how the passionate filler episodes you released every February 14 could not be further away from reality. You usually spent this day alone, pretending you were ‘protesting’ it, when in fact it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world to spend it with someone you liked. Maybe go on a disgustingly romantic date, do cheesy shit like holding hands while walking on the strip, and come back home to eat heart-shaped chocolates off of each other and fuck all night.

This year, you were indeed spending it with someone you liked under less than favorable conditions, but at the end of the day, you were spending it with Jisung in his suite at the club, so who the fuck cared?

“I have a surprise for you,” he declared while refilling your champagne glass.

“What is it?”

“I prepped myself for today.”

You checked him out from head to toe to notice some change, but besides the undercut he got, nothing really seemed different.

“Chanel suit, blue hair, and a tight belt to accent that waist,” you took a bite from the chocolate soufflé in front of you, “Looks like your usual host attire to me.” 

“Not like that,” he grinned and leaned into the table, “I have a plug inside me right now.”

When you dropped your spoon, it hit the thick porcelain plate so loudly that Jisung flinched in his place.

“W-why? Why? Why would you do that?”

“Let’s just say a little inspiration from last week,” he casually responded and took a sip from the bubbly drink, looking directly into your eyes in the meantime.

Your lips parted in surprise, but once the initial shock cleared, you started laughing hysterically. This man and his going overboard shenanigans… It reminded you of that one time you told him you were craving something sweet, and he brought back a two-tier chocolate cake after disappearing for an hour.

“Can’t fucking believe you would go that far for—”

You didn’t finish that sentence. You wanted to say for me but obviously, it wasn’t for you. It was for a patron. A paying customer. 

Jisung examined your face for some time, downed his remaining drink, and extended his hand to you to get up. He gently pulled your chin towards his face and started kissing your chocolate-flavored lips, very unlike his usual M.O. He usually lived up to his ‘horny’ rep—everything was on the fast lane with him. Sloppy sometimes, but always lustful.

But that particular night, he was kissing you so slow and deep that you got scared. You knew there was no more room for you in his life than you already occupied, so you really really wished there was a ‘Stop falling in love’ button somewhere at the back of your head to smash it until it broke.

“Go crazy on me.”

Rather than ripping the clothes off of each other like you always did, you both took your sweet time this time around. You felt yourself melt in his mouth with every button of his shirt you loosened. He felt his temperature rising the lower he dragged the zipper of your dress. There was something in the air condensing dangerously, prompting that kiss to escalate to sucks on tongues, bites on lips, heavy breathing, silent exhales turning into soft moans, and wetness on skin. Passion distilled at least six times to reach its purest form. 

Jisung placed the harness of the strap around you and pulled you to bed with him before you could even begin to feel self-conscious. He carefully took out the plug that was stretching him open for who knows how long and spread his legs for you.

“Do whatever you want to me.”

You almost lost your mind over how eager he seemed to be for this. You grabbed the lube bottle on the nightstand to get him comfortably slippery and then began pushing inside with shallow, careful thrusts.

“Tell me something,” you asked as you worked him deeper, “Why do you keep stealing my underwear?”

Jisung closed his eyes with a demonic smile and licked his lips before answering.

“So that I can feel you on my tongue when I’m masturbating to you, why else?” he snapped his eyes open and stared right into your soul as his hands sneaked to your inner thighs to lightly caress them, “I’m gonna cum untouched to your taste one of these days.”

“Do you masturbate to me a lot?”

“All the time,” he sank his fingertips into your supple flesh, “I want you, baby. I want you so bad.”

Who wanted the other more was up for debate. Jisung hadn’t really done anything to you besides kissing you and touching you from the waist up, but you were aroused out of your mind with just the way he talked to you. As he kept egging you on like that, you began fucking him faster, and the one thing you kept replaying in your mind over and over again for the entire week actually started happening right before your eyes.

The same moans when he woke you up from your sleep. The same sharp hissing sound when he hit that spongy spot inside you. The same enthusiasm when he buried his face between your legs. The same excitement when you told him you were about to cum. 

He liked getting fucked by you.

“Oh, god, don’t stop. Harder. Fuck. Fuck!!!”

“No,” you instantly slowed your pace way down, “Not this fast.”

Who the fuck knew when the next time you could do this was going to be? Of course you were going to savor it. You wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead and kissed him as he kept touching everywhere on your body he could put his hands on. You loved his muffled, impatient moans against your mouth.

“Please,” Jisung kept panting between the kisses he was drowning you in, “Please, don’t stop.”

“You like that?”

“I fucking love that,” he emphatically responded, “Touch me there.”

He guided your hand to his throbbing cock, rock-hard and leaking with his arousal. He was so sensitive to your touch that one light brush of your fingers against his skin and he let out a loud whimper.

“Please,” he started begging in earnest while wrapping your fingers around his girth, “Please, baby. Can’t you see how hard I am for you?”

You smiled. Jisung was expecting you to cave, but you pulled out instead. His frustration was painfully apparent from that deep groan he let out. You undid the harness and removed the dildo from the o-ring. He was anticipating your every move, waiting for you to show some mercy and push him over the edge to get him to his delicious release.

“What if I kept fucking you,” you slowly climbed up his body, “but your dick was down my throat?”

You saw that maniacal glint in Jisung’s eyes. He was moments away from snapping for good and unleashing the beast mode. You knew for a fact whatever he said he would do past that moment was not going to be pretend; he would actually do it.

“Sit on my face before I cuff you to this bed and make you cum till you pass the fuck out.”

He lifted you up from your arms to prompt you to do as he said, and you could do nothing but oblige. He pressed your hips down on his mouth and finally felt the taste he never stopped craving on his tongue again. Those warm, wet glides all over your pussy… They were fucking everything. 

As he kept getting you dripping wet between your legs, you lowered your body to take him in your mouth and started fucking him. The vibrations of his soundwaves worked better on you than your best vibrator. The more hungrily Jisung was licking all over your pussy with obscenely wet sounds, the further you took him down your throat. You started fucking him deeper and rolling your hips on his mouth for more friction. When he felt the frequent contractions against his tongue, he started lapping at your soaking wet cunt at full force, and you felt warm strings of his cum squirting in your mouth. Needless to say, this particular orgasm was going to make it to the top three of your bangers list.

The post-coital protocol of your visits to the club was pretty much the same. Pillow talk with Jisung, shooting the shit about whatever, showering together, you dressing back up again and leaving. This time around, when you started putting your clothes on, he started getting dressed with you.

“What are you doing?” you asked him in surprise.

“I’m coming with you.”

“Why?”

Jisung heaved a very annoyed sighed and facepalmed himself out of pure exasperation.

“Can’t fucking believe you’re gonna make me spell this out. You actually thought you were just extremely lucky to get an appointment here on goddamn Valentine’s Day?”

“I mean… Yeah?” you took a moment trying to decipher what he meant, “You guys are usually insanely booked, so I did consider it extremely lucky. How else would I be able t–?”

“ME!” Jisung threw his arms to the side and yelled impatiently, “It was ME! I’M the one who begged Chris to let me host you on Valentine’s Day.”

Oh, there was simply noooo fucking way in the universe…

“Shut up.”

“Yes.”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP! REALLY?” 

Miracles, huh? Did they really exist, or did they just appear in the form of Han Jisung every once in a while?

“And he was… okay with it?” you asked, eyes still wide open.

“He said it was getting painful to watch how obvious we were being.”

“What do you mean how obvious we’re v—”

“Everybody here reads your webtoon, baby.”

“You fucking BLABBED?!”

Oh, great, now you had multiple reasons to be mortified because why the fuck wouldn’t you?!

“Felix found it! Said he was looking for inspiration for content, whatever the fuck that means,” Jisung patiently explained, “I told him only after he did rounds with everybody and said the main character looks exactly like me.”

Who knew? If you handed a copy of your collected works to the other hosts here the first time you walked in, would your restlessness have ended sooner? Would you have had the guts to tell Jisung that you were actually falli—?

“But… You’re not supposed to…”

“I know,” he flashed one of his bright smiles to you and pulled you closer to him from your waist, “So? Can I take you out?”

“Good luck trying to find somewhere on, what was it, goddamn Valentine’s Day,” you scoffed with as much pettiness as you could squeeze into that sentence. Jisung wasn’t even fazed at your retort attempt.

“That’s really cute. We have a reservation at Chiara’s in half an hour.”

“How the fuck?! It’s 10 PM!”

“They know.”

You scanned him from head to toe with a dubious look, “How are you so sure I’m not gonna say no?”

“Then I’ll go get shitfaced by myself,” he uttered very matter-of-factly and shrugged, “But you’re not going to.”

“Just how would you kno–?”

“You like me,” he plastered that annoying shit-eating grin to his face again, “As in like me like me.”

You could actually feel your face burn like a fucking radiator and you had zero snark left in your pocket to hit him with. All you could produce was a bunch of incoherent sounds. Jisung took the matter into his own hands and ended the discussion right then and there.

“Now we’re gonna go and critique tonight’s performance over some drinks. If you tell me why you drew Peter getting pegged in this week’s episode, I’ll tell you the reason why I’m considering quitting.”

So the declaration that he wasn’t even slightly oblivious to how you were feeling about him was not the biggest shocker of the night, huh?

“You would… You would actually quit?” you hesitantly asked, scared to hear an actual answer.

Jisung pressed his lips against yours and kissed you for a long time in response.

“It’s only fair trade, baby, don’t you think?”

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Aphrodite's Pain

Jeongin x thick female reader

Word count: 6.4k

Warnings: MDNI 18+ ONLY! Verbal and emotional abuse, physically intimidating behavior, mentions of gaslighting, body shaming, unprotected piv intercourse (be safe use protection) cum eating, praise, body worship, a little spanking (like one smack), Jeongin has a big dick (is that a warning?) I think that's all but as always if I missed something please let me know and I will add it!

A/N: Hope everyone enjoys this one! I had fun writing it. I'm sorry for the terrible joke at the end but I couldn't help myself. I'm cheesy like that.

You and Jeongin became inseparable almost immediately when the guys first introduced the two of you. You loved all of the guys but you and Jeongin had a lot of similar interests and the same sense of humor so you fell into a very comfortable friendship quickly. Movie nights, coffee hang outs, amusement parks, arcades, you spent most of your free time with Jeongin. The guys thought for the longest time that you two would perhaps become more than friends and it was frequently discussed amongst them but they didn’t want to push you so they all swore not to say anything to either of you. For all intents and purposes, Jeongin was your baby bread and you were his Noona. If you ever needed help with anything he was always a call away and you would always drop anything if he needed you. Jeongin was your friend and you appreciated and needed him more than you could ever express.

The one thing that you just couldn’t understand since you and Jeongin had become friends was, in the three years that you had known each other you had run though countless boyfriends. For whatever reason they couldn’t handle the fact that you and Jeongin were so close. You were always up front with your them about your best friend being a guy and you did everything you could to make sure your partners felt secure in your relationship. It never seemed to matter by the end though. Every time the inevitable happened and the guy you were seeing dumped you, your confidence took a hit. Was your friendship with Jeongin just an excuse, a means to an end? Was it really because of you? Were you not pretty enough? Was it because you were heavy set? You had never questioned your weight or appearance or appeal until one guy after another kept leaving you. They all couldn’t really be leaving just because of your friendship with Jeongin. Right? Every time another guy ended things with you those questions plagued your mind. Of course, Jeongin was always there to help hold you together and assure you it was the insecure idiots that you had been dating that had the problem and not you, but Jeongin was your friend he was supposed to tell you things like that. You always held back just a bit never really touching on your insecurities about your appearance. So, while it helped to hear the things he would tell you in the moment it did very little for how you were actually feeling in the long term.

When you met your current boyfriend Matt you were apprehensive about dating him, about dating anyone really. You were at a place in your life where you were thinking maybe you just needed to be single, reflect on yourself and what you’re doing or not doing to not be able to sustain a relationship. You were convinced the issue had to be you in some way. Matt was persistent though. He would send flowers, text you sweet little things all the time, and he didn’t seem to mind Jeongin being around or the fact that he took up such a big chunk of your life. Before you would consider seriously dating Matt you felt the need to express the fears you had about getting into another relationship. How you wondered if it was truly your friendship with Jeongin that made guys in the past leave or if it was the fact that you were thicker or not attractive enough. You laid it all out, admitted more to him than you ever had to anyone, maybe even to Jeongin and Matt had assured you that he wasn’t like the rest of those guys. That you were beautiful and he knew you and Jeongin were friends and that was all.

“You are gorgeous baby, don’t say stuff like that about yourself. Regardless of how stunning you are, I’m not the jealous type. I trust you; I wouldn’t have pursued this with you if I didn’t. I know you’d never do something to betray me like that Y/N so don’t worry so much. Okay?” Against your better judgment you believed Matt. He seemed so sincere and so far, he HAD been better than your ex’s when it came to you and Jeongin. It wasn’t long though before the same things that always happened started. Matt would try to get you to cancel on Jeongin to go out with him instead and get mad when you wouldn’t. If you invited Matt along to spend time with you and Jeongin he would throw side eyes and glares even though Jeongin always made sure to be nice, for your sake at least. Matt would make snarky, jealous remarks whenever you brought up Jeongin. He was actually worse about all of those things than other partners had been and still you would try to reassure him, you would try to make things work. At first after he did things like that, he’d apologize but after a while the apologies stopped and the gaslighting started. He would blame you for arguments he started and try to make you think you weren’t being loyal because you wanted to spend time with your friend. Even still, you hoped you could work out these issues and be happy with Matt. You were trying your best to, as hard as it was.

You and Jeongin were finally getting to hang out after what seemed like forever for the two of you. Between your work and really focusing on trying to make things work with Matt, not to mention Jeongin’s busy scheduled, you hadn’t gotten to spend much time together recently. So, you were both excited to get to do one of your favorite things, stay in at your place and watch movies. At least that’s what you were trying to do when Matt started texting you. He blew up your phone through most of the first movie you were watching to the point you had no idea what was going on. Jeongin was glancing over from time to time but you were too absorbed in the conversation, well more like bickering, with Matt to realize. As soon as you started the second movie your phone started going off again.

That stung. Your face contorted into a grimace after reading it and your chest tightened a bit. Jeongin noticed your stiff posture, the frown and the worry lines on your forehead becoming more prominent. He knew those worry lines only showed when you were trying to hide that you were upset.

“Everything okay Noona?” You looked up from your phone and realized Jeongin had been watching you for a minute now.

“Wha- oh yea. It’s just Matt wondering when we’re gonna be done.” You didn’t mention what he’d said in the last text. Jeongin shook his head.

“Jeeze we’re only just getting through the first movie.” Jeongin made a vary valid point and you agreed.

“I know he’s just upset…” Before you could finish your sentence, you heard a knock at your door. You looked in that direction and then back at Jeongin confused.

“Are you expecting someone?” he asked. You shook your head before getting up to see who was at the door.

“I’ll be right back.”  You called back to Jeongin as you disappeared down the hall way. When you got to the door you looked through the peep hole. When you saw who it was you were not only surprised but furious. You opened the door and were immediately met by Matt yelling at YOU.

“Why the fuck didn’t you message me back!?” You looked at him like he was a crazy person because he was acting like it. You looked behind you checking to make sure Jeongin was still in the living room and then walked out into the hall closing the door behind you to try and keep him from hearing the commotion Matt was causing.

“One, lower your voice. You JUST messaged me. You didn’t give me time to reply before you were knocking on my door. How long have you been wai- you know what never mind it’s not important. You were being mean Matt if I had replied, what was I supposed to say to that that wouldn’t have just ended up being a huge fight? I’m trying to have a good time with my friend and watch some movies.” Matt scoffed and rolled his eyes. He looked behind you at your closed door.

“Why did you close the door huh? Afraid I’m gonna see something you don’t want me to?” This again. Matt started pacing the hall back and forth as you pressed your fingers into your temples trying to will away the headache this was bringing on.

“We go through this all the time Matt! He’s like my little brother. It’s not like I hide or lie about spending time with him. I invite you to join, don’t I? If you call or text I always answer, don’t I? I spend almost all my time with you and do everything I can to make you feel secure in our relationship and you still get so jealous. You knew Jeongin was my friend before we started dating. We had a whole conversation about this, multiple in fact. You said you understood, you said you were okay with it. So, why are you getting so bent out of shape?” Matt spun around and walked back up on you quickly, his finger out, pointing at you. You flinched a little surprised by the aggressive action.

“Yea I want to tag along and be the third wheel with my own girlfriend on your little dates with your little boyfriend.” You let out at heavy sigh. You were getting exhausted with this.

“We don’t have little dates and we are just friends Matt. YOU are my boyfriend.” Matt laughed and started pacing again.

“Not any more I’m not. You always say the same shit, it’s always ‘he’s like a little brother why are you mad?’ You must think I’m fucking stupid. I’m so done Y/N, this is over. We’re over! You’re not worth this shit.” Matt spun around and faced you again.

“Just admit you’re just a whore and fucking him already!” Your jaw dropped.  

“What did you say?!” You were shaky and had tears in your eyes. You couldn’t believe he would say that. You truly had never given him any reason to think that you and Jeongin were anything but friends, in fact you’d done everything you could to prove otherwise. Matt took a few steps closer, baring down on you, looking down his nose at you. Anger radiated off of him.

“I SAID that you’re a fat whore. And that I KNOW you’re fucking him.” The tears in your eyes fell and you choked out a sob. He knew where to hit you so that it hurt and he took his cheap shot. Just then your door flung open behind you and Jeongin was standing there. It was obvious he’d just heard the whole exchange between you and Matt even though you had tried to prevent it. Jeongin’s face looked like it had no emotion in it. It was stiff like it was made of marble. His fists were clenched and the veins of his arms and neck visible. He was clearly trying his very best to restrain himself. You had never seen him like that in all the years you’d known him.

“Y/N, go inside.” His voice was firm but he spoke calmly to you and moved to the side to allow space for you to go in. You didn’t say anything. You did what he told you to and ran into your apartment still crying. Once you were inside Jeongin pulled the door closed behind him this time and stood in front Matt.

“Wha-“ Jeongin cut Matt off before the first word.

“Shut the fuck up.” His words were calm but they still dripped with venom. Matt was stunned. Jeongin had always played the quiet shy kid around him up until that point, mainly for your sake. So, when Jeongin told him to shut the fuck up, he shut the fuck up.

“You have got to be the dumbest asshole alive do you know that? You have never deserved Y/N. She would never cheat on you or willingly hurt anyone she cared about for that matter. Never, and I would never try and make her to do something like that either. We are just friends you fucking neanderthal. We have never fucked, are you hearing me you insecure dip shit.” Matt looked angry and confused, like he wanted to believe Jeongin but didn’t. Jeongin wasn’t done though he leaned in closer and lowered his voice.

“I have never fucked her Matt BUT… I assure you… tonight? I will.” Jeongin looked Matt right in his eyes as he said it. Matt puffed out his chest like some gorilla trying to assert his dominance, challenging Jeongin. Jeongin squared up to him totally unafraid. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes remembering you were upset in the apartment and just wanting to get back to console you. He didn’t have time for Matt’s shit.

“I don’t want to Matt. I’m really, really trying not to. So just get the fuck out and I won’t have to do something we’ll both regret.” Matt hesitated for a moment thinking about calling Jeongin’s bluff. When Jeongin opened his eyes again Matt saw how serious he was. He rolled his eyes and huffed before turning and walking towards the elevators without another word.

“Oh, and Matt?” Matt stopped and turn around.

“You won’t be around anymore but rest assured, if I ever hear you calling Y/N a fat whore again, nothing will stop me from absolutely rocking your shit. Got it?” Matt pressed his lips together. He didn’t say anything but Jeongin knew he got the point. Once Matt was on the elevator and gone Jeongin went back into the apartment. He found you in the living room curled up in the mountain of blankets you had been under watching movies, with your face pressed into the couch cushions, you were still crying. He walked over and sat by you and started rubbing your back, trying calm you.

“Noona? Y/N? Please don’t cry.” You pushed the covers off and turned over facing Jeongin. When he saw your red cheeks and teary eyes, he almost walked back out the door to find Matt and give him the beat down he deserved. Instead Jeongin wiped your fresh tears away as they fell.

“It’s my own fault Innie, things have been getting worse for a while. I should have known; I should have just ended things myself but…” You sniffled and more tears fell.

“What’s wrong with me?” You tried to choke back another sob unsuccessfully.

“Come here Noona.” Jeongin opened his arms to you and you sat up and fell into them pressing your face into his shirt. He let you cry against him as he stroked your hair. After a minute when you started to quiet down Jeongin spoke.

“You know it’s not you right? Seriously. What could be wrong with you? Huh?” You pulled away from him and fiddled with your hands in your lap.

“I’m…” you hesitated to say it but knew Jeongin was your friend and that you could tell him anything.

“Because I’m… you know…fat.” You said the last word so quietly as you wrung your hands together. Jeongin looked at you speechless for a moment. How long had you been dealing with these feelings and he had no idea? He felt horrible.

“First of all, you have fat, you’re not fat. You’re more than your body type Y/N, so much more. It doesn’t matter if you are skinny or full figured. You are kind, and funny, and you are absolutely stunning Y/N, just the way you are.” It was your turn to be speechless. Most of your friends would deny the words if you said you were fat to them, or just tell you that you were pretty which didn’t really help, as much as they were trying to. Not Jeongin though. He didn’t want to convince you that you weren’t thicker, you are, he wanted you to know that it didn’t matter because it was just a fact about you, like having blonde hair or green eyes. It was not who you were and no matter what you were beautiful. He had the most serious look on his face as he continued.

“You’re so willing to try and see the best in these guys and you don’t see the best parts of yourself and they refuse to, all of them, and then you end up hurt. I hate it. I hate that you get taken for granted by these assholes. Y/N, you deserve someone who wants to worship you because you… are beauty personified.” You blushed but you couldn’t help but scoff in disbelief at his words.

“Innie, you’re sweet but…” Jeongin cut you off before you could say anything else.

“No Y/N no buts you are SO beautiful add to that that you are a genuinely good person. Anyone should count themselves lucky to have you. I know I would.” You looked at Jeongin. His eyes bored into yours. Then you blurted out the next words without even thinking.  

“Did you mean it?” Jeongin looked at you confused. Did he mean what? That you were pretty? That you deserved better? You scooted closer to him on the couch. Your eyes were so big and dreamy, they sparkled from the tears that had been in them moments before. Jeongin couldn’t help but get lost in them.

“Mean what?” He finally managed to make himself speak. Suddenly you climbed onto his lap and straddled him, one of your thick thighs on each side of his legs. You rested your arms on his strong shoulders and sat your plump ass on his thighs, your fingers started fiddling with the hair at his nape. Jeongin froze.

“That you were going to fuck me tonight?” His eyes went wide suddenly. You had heard that?!

“Uh… I-I’m sorry… Noona I-I was just talking, trying to make Matt mad… I’m sorry…” Your face fell and you stopped toying with his hair.

“You didn’t really mean that you wanted to then?” You started to get off Jeongin’s lap, your face flushed with embarrassment as tears started to prick your eyes again. You felt incredibly stupid for saying and doing that, what were you thinking? Of course he didn’t want to fuck you he’s your best friend. He said that to make your ex mad and he was saying all those things to you to be nice. To comfort you like a good friend does. Before you could get off Jeongin’s lap though his strong hands grabbed hold of your full fleshy hips and held you in place on top of him.

“Don’t! Don’t get up.” He pulled you the rest of the way down on his lap again so your full weight rested on his thighs. Jeongin pushed your hair away from your face so he could look you in the eyes again before his hands moved to rest on the curve of your waist continuing to hold you in place.

“If you want that Y/N, then yes, I want that. But…” Jeongin was hesitant say the next words. Your fingers played with the hair at his nape again, coaxing him to go on as you looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to continue.

“But I don’t just want to fuck you. I… I’m in love with you Y/N. I always have been.” It seemed like your eyes glowed even brighter when he said those words. Your lips turned up into a small smile that Jeongin was relieved to see.

“Innie, all this time… why didn’t you ever say anything?” Jeongin sighed.

“We’re friends and I thought you wouldn’t take me seriously since I’m younger than you.” You shook your head.

“Inn… Jeongin. I’m only 2 years older than you it’s not like it’s a huge age gap.” Jeongin shrugged his shoulders.

“I know but you always date older guys and you call me baby bread like the hyungs do, you always told your boyfriends I was like a little brother to you. So, I thought you would reject me if I said anything and I didn’t want to risk ruining our friendship.” You nodded as Jeongin explained, understanding now why he had never said anything.

“I was compartmentalizing my feelings Innie, so that my partners would feel more confident in our relationships, so that they wouldn’t feel threatened and try to interfere with our friendship. I didn’t take into account how that might affect YOU in our relationship though and I’m sorry.” Jeongin grabbed a hold of your face, his hands were rough but so gentle. He leaned in closer to you, his lips hovering so close to yours. You closed your eyes and held your breath.

“You have absolutely nothing to be sorry about Y/N.” Jeongin’s lips met yours. Soft lips pressed against soft lips. It was like a supernova went off in your chest the way your heart thumped out of control. The kiss started tender, lips slotted together, soon your tongues were tasting, tracing the inside of each other’s mouths. Before long you were practically ravaging each other, teeth tugging at full lips, both tongues trying to assert dominance. When you shifted on Jeongin’s lap his hard on pressed against you pulling an unexpected moan from you. Jeongin broke the kiss and looked at you. His eyes were such a dark brown.

“FUCK! That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard Y/N.” He growled the words and his lips crashed into yours again. Jeongin feverishly kissed you as his hands gripped the soft love handles on your waist and rocked you against him harder making you moan louder into his mouth this time. You both were completely fueled by lust as you moved against his firm cock over his jeans, the pressure against your clit, even through the fabric separating you, was making your body thrum with excitement. Jeongin leaned back against the couch still guiding your movements. He watched with hooded eyes, taking his bottom lip in between his teeth as you held onto his shoulders and rode him, your big breasts bouncing along with your rhythm.

“God you’re so fucking gorgeous Y/N. Does it feel good?” You were flushed and softly panting as you shook your head up and down.

“Good baby, I’m gonna make you cum now okay pretty girl?” He leaned forward and kissed you again wrapping one of his arms around you to pull you closer to him. Jeongin slid his hand down your plush tummy past the waistband of your pants and panties. When his fingers dipped into your soft wet folds your breathing hitched and you stopped moving.

“No no baby. Don’t stop, keep riding my fingers. Want you to cum for me. Can you do that Y/N?” You shook your head again you were having trouble forming words he was making you feel so good. You started rutting your hips against Jeongin’s hand as his lips and teeth worked over your neck and shoulder, leaving love marks behind, his tongue soothing each one after. Every grind against his fingers sent chills through your whole body and you could feel your climax creeping up on you quickly.

“I-Innie…fuck…I-I… I’m so close…” Blush was creeping up your chest and neck as your labored breaths came in between you trying to form words. Jeongin slid his fingers past your clit and pushed them inside you, curling them so they rubbed against your g spot with every grind of your hips. Your jaw fell slack and your eyes went wide.

“JEONGIN!” A slight smile crept on to his face hearing you scream his name like that just because of his fingers.

“Come on you can do it, cum for me beautiful, make a mess on my hand.” Jeongin started pumping his fingers deeper into you as you continued to slide across his lap chasing your orgasm. When Jeongin pressed his thumb firmly against your clit it pushed you over the edge and you came.

“Oh… oh my god..Jeo..Je..In-Innie… !” Were the only words you were able to remotely form as you fucked yourself on his hand, his fingers still pushing into you, his thumb roughly rubbing against your clit. You hugged Jeongin’s head shoving his face into your supple breasts. He pulled your tank top down and kissed and nipped at the soft skin on the top of your breasts as you shivered and twitched through the remnants of your orgasm.

Jeongin removed his fingers from you and brought them to his mouth, licking the pads of them to taste you before sticking them into your mouth. You sucked on them willingly and your teeth grazed his fingers as he retracted them.

“Fucking gorgeous, god damn. Just gorgeous.” Before you could think, let alone reply to Jeongin’s words, he gripped your thick thighs with his big hands, lifted and flipped you so you were under him on the couch now. You let out a little squeak at the show of strength.

“Jeongin!” You breathed out his name in surprise. He looked down at you a little glint in his eye and a smirk, one that looked mischievous.

“What? Are you surprised I know how to handle my girl?” Another wave of arousal washed over you hearing Jeongin call you, HIS girl. You tugged at your bottom lip with your teeth.

“I’m not baby bread anymore beautiful. I’m going to show you how you should have been treated all along.” Jeongin stood and pulled his shirt off over his head and then quickly started working at his pants and boxers tossing each article of clothing aside before kneeling on the couch and helping you remove the yoga pants and tank top you had been wearing. Once you were completely naked under Jeongin his fox-like eyes narrowed and took in every curve, every soft cushiony piece of your body. Completely enamored by you. He started speaking absent mindedly, his thoughts just forming in his head and coming from his mouth as he took in your form.

“Y/N did you know most artist depictions of Aphrodite show her with hips and dips, a tummy and full breasts.” Jeongin leaned in close and whispered in your ear.

“How do I have the real-life Aphrodite under me right now?” You blushed at his words and looked away but he tilted your chin urging you look at him.

“Look at me.” You did.

“You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on Y/N, every piece of your body should be kissed and loved baby.” Jeongin placed a kiss on your lips, your jaw, your neck. Soft kisses trailed and traced along your body as his hands caressed the curves of your breasts and hips gently touching you where ever his lips and tongue were not. After truly worshiping your body with the soft prayers that were his lips he kissed your mouth again, this time deeper, more passionate. Tracing his tongue across your lips as it dipped between them. Your head was buzzing but you wanted more, needed more. You needed Jeongin.

“Please! Jeongin, please fuck me.” Jeongin leaned over you bending your knees and pushing your legs apart so he had better access to your dripping cunt.

“Anything you want baby. Anything for you.” With those words Jeongin spit in his hand and rubbed it over the head of his thick cock, sliding it through your wet folds before guiding it towards your aching core. When the head of his dick pushed into you you let out a soft gasp.

“Are you okay? I’m not hurting you am I?” Jeongin asked sweetly. You shook your head no.

“No…I’m okay… mmmmm… just BIG. Go slow?” Jeongin gave you a small smile and nodded at you as he slowly sank into your cunt deeper. Your finger nails dug into his shoulder leaving little indents behind as you felt the stretch and sting of Jeongin’s thick cock being pushed deeper and deeper inside of you until he was fully engulfed in your sweet warm wetness. You could hear the low growl come from the bottom of his chest as he tried to compose himself and not just start ramming into you mercilessly. It was hard to control himself but he didn’t want to hurt you so he slowly pulled out to the tip and pushed into you again a little faster than the last time. He kept doing that in and out. Slowly until you started rocking your hips and meeting his gentle thrusts into you.

“I’m gonna go a little harder now baby. Are you ready?” You bit your lip and nodded.

“Yes Innie.” Your voice was so sweet to his ears it shouldn’t have sent more blood rushing to his cock making him throb inside you, but it did, he was so hard. He pulled out and pushed into you the hardest he had yet and you moaned out in pleasure as the head of his dick hit your g spot.

“FUCK! Jeongin… right there… keep doing that.” He heeded your instruction and started moving faster thrusting into you at that same angle and abusing the soft spot with the tip of his cock over and over. You pussy was soaked and the sounds of his skin connecting with your wet cunt every time he pumped himself into you deeper egged Jeongin on to fuck you harder. He gripped you by your squishy hips and his fingers dug in as he fucked you faster and harder.

“God baby you are taking my big cock so well. You’re so pretty. Every inch of you feels so fucking good. I can’t get enough of you baby, gonna have to have you on my cock all the time beautiful.” You moaned out at the praise. He made your body buzz with his words.

“Yes… yes Jeongin. Want you to fuck me when ever you want. How ever you want.” Hearing you say that Jeongin flashed you a mischievous smile again. He pulled his dick out of you and wrapped his arms around you pulling you up flush with his own body. Your big soft breasts squished against his chest as he kissed you.

“Turn over baby. Push out that beautiful ass and let me see your pretty pussy from the back.” His words were like ecstasy and practically made you drip down your legs with excitement. You did exactly as he told you to and bent over presenting your ass and drenched cunt to him arching your back. Jeongin’s hand came down and connected with your supple ass cheek causing a delicious sting.

“Innie!” You jerked and moaned out in surprise looking back at him. His smirk grew as he rubbed the red hand print that was appearing. As he massaged away the pain, he sunk his cock back into your soaked pussy. His hands gripped your hips and gently pulled you back on him as he pushed his aching cock into you deeper. Jeongin ran his hands from your hips over your voluptuous ass and up the small of your back easing you down, your face rested on the couch cushions, arms out in front of you holding onto the arm of the couch. His hands followed back up the trail they had come from stopping to grope your ass and spread you so he could see his cock sliding in and out of you covered in you juices. The sight set something off in him. He gripped your soft hips firmer than he had before and stopped moving.

“Y/N you better hold on to whatever you can.” As soon as the warning passed his lips his hips started pounding into you full force and fast. Each thrust pushing your face into the couch cushions harder as you tried to keep your hold on the arm of the couch.

“Fuck! Oh… God-fuck yes fuck me hard Jeongin Fuck me, yes.” He continued fucking into you hard and fast bringing you closer and closer to your climax. Your walls tightened around his cock, he let out a grunt and squeezed his eyes closed.

“Oh fuck baby… I’m so fucking close. Are you close beautiful? Are you gonna on my cock?” You moaned out in utter ecstasy unable to form words. He knew you were close the sound your sopping pussy made every time he slammed into you made it obvious. Still he wanted to hear it from your mouth.

“Talk to me gorgeous… FUCK… are you gonna cum for me baby?” You panted the next words out.

“Ye-yes I-I-Innie… go-gonna c-c-cuumMMM! Jeong-Je-J In!” You screamed out fragments of his name as he drove his cock deep into you. You twitched and throbbed around him coming so hard you couldn’t see. Jeongin kept fucking you deeper rocking his hips hard against your ass searching for his own high as well as riding you through your orgasm. Making your cunt tighten and squeeze his cock harder.

“Fuck. FUCK! Baby… baby… I’m gonna cum!” You moaned out and begged for it.

“Yes Innie give me your cum. Want it Innie please.” He grunted and slammed deep in to you one more time before pulling out and stroking the head of his cock quickly. He moaned out as his thick, warm, cum painted your full ass in stripes. You could feel it warm pooling on your lower back, dripping down your ass and onto your cunt.

“Fuck baby, so much cum covering you right now. You look so fucking good covered in my big load pretty girl.” Jeongin massaged one of your ass cheeks with his finger tips as he tugged on his cock, smearing the last of his cum across your ass. He pressed the underside of the tip of his cock between your ass cheeks and slid it up and down over your cum overed ass hole. You clenched at the sensation as he smeared his cum up and down, twitching from the overstimulation to the head of his dick. You propped yourself back up on your elbows and reached around with one hand, running your fingers through the pool of warm cum that had landed on your back and sucked them clean. Jeongin’s eyes rolled back and he closed them biting at his lips.

“Fuck baby. How do I taste?” You ran your fingers through his cum again and sucked more off humming in appreciation as your wiggled your cum coated ass against the head of his cock he had pressed against you.

“You taste so good Innie…mmmm.. taste soo good.” Jeongin kneaded your ass cheek for a moment longer with his cock nestled in between them, appreciating the complete mess he’d made of your ass and cunt. His smeared cum coating your ass cheeks like a glaze as you continued to run your fingers through it and clean yourself off sucking and savoring the taste of him on your fingers each time as Jeongin watched you.

“Fuck baby, you look so sexy eating my cum.” He leaned over, kissed and playfully took a bite of one of your ass cheeks and your pulled away laughing still sucking the last of his cum from the tips of your fingers.

“How about I get you cleaned up and we can watch this other movie?” You leaned back down on the couch and nodded as Jeongin got up and ran to get a warm cloth to clean you up with. When he came back, he wiped what you hadn’t scooped off and eaten off your backside and then ran it down your sensitive cunt. You winced at the sensation of the warm rag just a little but it was soothing.

“Did I go to hard? You’re not hurt are you?” Jeongin asked as he finished cleaning you off. You turned over and laid on the couch on your side propping yourself up on one elbow looking at him.

“No Innie, I’m fine. You were great, that was amazing really.” You lazily smiled as you laid there your cheeks, chest and breasts, even the tops of your thick thighs were painted in blush. Jeongin slotted himself between you and the back of the couch and wrapped his arms around you. You grabbed one of the mountain blankets from before, covered up and turned the movie back on as Jeongin held your soft body against his. You tilted your head and looked back at him. The tv screen giving you just enough light to admire his face this closely for the first time. His strong jaw, the five o’clock shadow that was starting to peek, he looked down at you.

“What, do I have something on my face?” You laughed and shook your head no.

“Just you were right. You are NOT baby bread anymore.” His eyes narrowed a bit and he smirked.

“More like daddy toast now.” His eyes narrowed further as he gave you that look he always gave you when you’ve said a stupid joke. He shook his head and laughed pulling you tighter against him. Legs and arms tangled; you watched the movie until you both fell asleep on the couch. Jeongin was your best friend and from that night on your lover.

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(If links are missing that were there before sadly they do not work anymore, for the Twitter account has been suspended)

<33 My bias is Seungmin

Ult group + bias? <3 Why? ☺️🌺

Oh no this is too hard to choose xD

I'm still relatively new to kpop (about 3-4 years) and I think right now Stray Kids is definitely winning. It started out with EXO and BTS, and don't get me wrong, I still love them very much so but there's something about SKZ that makes you want to keep coming back. I just feel like I can relate to their songs more and please the rap line is :chefskiss:

As for bias....ugh...too hard to choose xD I keep thinking Hyunjin has me in a grip but then I get the other ot8 men fighting for attention that I just give up. 😂😂 can I just say all?

WHY DIDN'T SOME ONE LET ME KNOW I HAD THE LINKS BACKWARDS THE ENTIRE TIME ITS BEEN UP😮‍💨💔

can we get a seungmin and huening link please <3

Kpop hard thoughts visualizer

Seungmin helping you bounce on him so you can cum ft. being obsessed w ur ass <3

Kai doesn't get to feel your pussy around him until he's helped you squirt first </3

This is my latest ask I'm sorry love</3 i hope this is okay pretty ❤️

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