The Other Woman

the other woman

PAIRINGS: jiung x reader

SYNOPSIS: being the other woman to the hot married man across the street was exhausting.

WARNINGS: cheating, creampie, jiung is a little mean, angst if u squint, fingering, face slapping, afab reader

A/N: pumping out fanfics quicker than a machine today

The sounds that left your lips were downright sinful. It was all sinful truly; you knew he had a wife. It was common knowledge that Mr. Choi had a wife, but that only encouraged you further. 

Once his lips touched yours, every thought of his family left both of your minds. Once your hands touched his skin, all sense of morality escaped your bodies.

Jiung’s hand was around your throat, thumbs pressing deliciously into your soft skin as he kissed you deeply. His fingers were knuckle deep into your sopping cunt and thrusting with vigor, and you couldn’t stop the choked whines that escaped you. 

“You like that, don’t you, sweetheart?” Jiung’s voice was teasing, demeaning, almost. It made your head spin. “Yes, yes, sir.” You sounded so desperate as your hand reached down to his wrist, doing whatever you could to just keep his hand right there. You clenched your eyes tight, your mouth slacked open as you chased your release.

Warm, wet lips kissed your cheek. “So beautiful, baby.” The words made your walls flutter around his fingers, a whimper escaping you. Your back arched as your fingernails dug into his wrist, your pussy steadily convulsing around his fingers.

Suddenly he let go of your neck, and his fingers came to a halt. A choked sound left you as your eyes snapped open, only to be met with Jiung’s face, red cheeks, and his eyebrow raised. 

Slap!

Your cheek received a harsh slap, and tears began to gather in your eyes. Jiung’s hand gripped your jaw, turning your face to him. “Do you know what I risk doing this with you? Or are you too much of a slut to know that? Hm? Who’s pussy is this?” He landed a slap onto your cunt, your legs instinctively trying to close on him.

“Yours, sir! All yours, please, I’m all yours!” The words came out in a rambled, choked sob. “That’s right.” He was unbuckling his jeans quickly, pushing them and his briefs down to the floor. He pulled his shirt off as well, while you squirmed and sniffled on your spot in the bed. 

Seeing his cock, flushed and leaking, had your mouth watering. Jiung’s hair brushed against your cheek as he crawled up to you, slotting perfectly between your thighs and leaning down to your ear. “You’re so fuckin’ pretty.” His voice dripped like honey, filled with adoration and something that could be mistaken as love.

His hand guided his cock to your entrance, sinking into you as if it was the most natural thing in the world. You smiled, hands coming up to his shoulders, fingernails digging into the smooth skin. Your legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his cheeks as a means to make him go faster. 

His firm arms held him up as he let out a groan, your cunt being absolute heaven to him. The sounds you made were music to his ears, and he’d give everything to hear them all the time. Every moan, whine, and whimper you let out was embedded in his mind like a life lesson. 

“Sir, please, move.” At the sound of your voice, he sat up on his knees, gripping your knees and pushing them as close to you as they would go, bending you in half. His wedding band dug into your skin, reminding you instantly of what you were doing. But you didn’t care. “So fucking greedy.” Finally, his hips moved back, quickly snapping forward, his skin hitting yours with a delicious sting. Your eyes rolled back, hands gripping his arms. 

Jiung showed no mercy as he started thrusting into you like his life depended on it, sweat starting to trickle down his forehead. The sweat made his hair stick to his skin, the sight alone enough to fuel a wet dream. “So good, sir, so good.” your words were almost incomprehensible, but Jiung understood. He always did. 

With every thrust he delivered, you could feel your release getting closer and closer. “Gonna cum so soon, baby? Embarrassing.” He seethed, his right hand traveling up to your jaw once again, gripping it in his hand. “Nuh uh, look at me.” Your eyes opened, staring into his as your toes curled from pleasure, his name spitting from your mouth.

Tears were still continuously trailing down your warm cheeks, your eyes staring into his as your release crashed down on you, your cunt clenching around him and your legs trembling. He broke eye contact this time, a guttural groan of your name leaving his mouth, before he leaned over you on his elbows. Soft lips crashed against yours as his cock twitched within you, spilling hot globs of cum into your cunt.. 

The kiss swallowed up every moan that came from either of you. It was beautiful, truly. Once he pulled away from the kiss for air, finally getting a good look at him. His lips were red and slick with spit, his hair was damp with sweat, and his eyes held nothing but love. Your hands got lost in his hair, scratching his scalp as he regained his normal breathing. His body dropped into yours, nuzzling his head into your warm, sweaty skin as he basked in the feeling of crackling warmth in his chest. 

Eventually, he pulled out of you, grinning at the sight of his cum leaking out of your cunt. “Lemme clean you up.” He hauled himself to the bathroom, taking some time to clean himself up, and then he walked back into the room, a wet washcloth in hand. Your body was laid out, just how he left you, but you were breathing shallowly, nearly overcome by sleep.

Jiung couldn’t help but get butterflies. You were stunning. He cleaned you up before slipping a shirt from your closet over your head, then he gently tucked you in. He put his clothes back on before turning to look at you one last time. “Sweet dreams. I love you, sweetheart.”

You knew he had a family to get home to. You knew the consequences of this. A part of you hurt, wished he could be yours only. But in moments like this, you especially longed for him. Moments when you were half asleep while he tucked you in, while he told you he loved you. You were reduced to a title you hated in these moments.

The other woman. That’s all you would ever be.

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FOR MY DRABBLES: look up "bella drabbles" in my saved tags!

pervert - keesoul

Keeho has been stressed out and needed someone to take it out on. Soul was more than happy to volunteer.

sweet thing - theotak

Intak couldnt help but want to ruin the perfect boy he found himself in front of.

cherry red - soultak

After teaching Soul how to smoke, Intak learns that high Soul is much more different than sober Soul.

the other woman - jiung

Being the other woman to the hot married man across the street was exhausting.

guilty pleasure - jongseob

Your stepbrother knew you better than anyone.

animal - jongseob

You knew Jongseob didn't love you. Why did it feel so real?

jealousy, jealousy - keeho

Your stepfather helps you shake some stress off.

ride around - soul

Soul was something else when he was doing coke.

guilty pleasure

PAIRINGS: jongseob x reader

SYNOPSIS: Your stepbrother knew you better than anyone.

WARNINGS: stepcest, creampie, a little angst possibly, soft jongseob, whiny reader

A/N: my first 1k+ work woahhh hope u guys like this!

“Fuck, Jongseob, we shouldn’t be doing this.” Your voice was shaky as your step brother dragged you to his bedroom, pushing you down onto the bed needily. It made goosebumps rise on your skin, the feeling like a rush as he started kissing down your sensitive neck, eliciting moans from your pretty lips.

Everything was happening so fast, you barely had any time to realize what was going on before Jongseob grabbed you up. It was a Wednesday afternoon and your mom went out on a date with his dad. They had just gotten married a few months ago, and guilt couldn't help but eat at your mind.

His kisses were hot, sloppy and filthy as he mouthed down your neck. Your pussy ached with need, the thrill of it all making you absolutely drip. “You’re so fucking pretty. Prettiest girl i've ever seen.” He mumbled into your neck, punctuating his words with his tongue, licking a hot stripe up your skin. Your face grew hot at his words, and your heart warmed. 

“Please, please fuck me, Seob,” Your words were nothing short of desperate. It was a plea, a plea for him, his cock, his love, no doubt. It made him smile, his teeth digging into your neck. “You want me to fuck you, huh? Fill you up, make you mine?” 

Mine. Something you could only dream of being. The question didn't fail to make you moan, though, and you nodded. Your hands went up to his hoodie, tugging on the soft material. He pulled back from your neck, slipping his hoodie off, messing his hair in the process. He looked so good, like walking fucking sex. 

Jongseob’s hands made quick work of your shorts and shirt, slipping the useless material off. You were pretty beneath him, he thought. He didn't want anyone else seeing you like this, didn't want anyone else seeing you so drunk off of a simple touch.

His mouth came to your lips this time, pulling you into a sickeningly sweet kiss. A kiss that definitely only came once in a lifetime. The kind of kiss that made a prom night hookup pale in comparison. Jongseob’s lips were soft and he tasted like mint.

Jongseob’s hands moved up to your waist, holding you beneath him like he was afraid of breaking you. His touch was soft, gentle, and it betrayed his mind. In his mind, you were on your hands and knees taking all he had to give, his hand in your hair, pulling you back violently. 

He knew better than to treat you like that. You were sweet, soft, a persimmon beneath him. Something he couldn't wait to taste, he couldn't wait to treat you like the angel you were. He didn't want to call it love, really.

He was only lying to himself.

Your hands moved to his hair, pulling on the stands and Jongseob just knew he was in love. His lips trailed to your jaw, nipping and sucking on the soft skin there. “I mean it. Prettiest girl in the world.” His words made you desperate. It was the effect he seemed to have on you, a few words from his mouth and you were putty in his hands. 

You smiled softly, moving your hands to his shoulders as he kissed your jaw sweetly. You didn't exactly know how to respond to him without telling on yourself, so you stayed quiet–and that was okay. Jongseob knew that you got tongue tied, scared of your own words that would come up through your mouth. 

He rolled his hips down onto your cunt, only covered by your underwear. A grunt came from his throat, his cock throbbing against you through his sweats. He could feel the heat coming from you, the wetness staining your panties. It made his chest swell with pride, knowing it was only him you were responding to, knowing it was only him who made your pussy drip.

Your hips eagerly rolled back up with a soft moan, his hard cock pressing against you so deliciously that you wanted to remember this feeling forever, feel his love and touch forever. The grunt that came from his mouth filled your ears, your head, your veins. Jongseob’s mouth was still working down your jaw to your neck, tasting the salty skin.

He pulled back, sitting on his knees, slipping his sweats off. His hair was messy, his plump lips slick with spit and the prettiest red you’d ever seen. He only pulled his sweats down to his knees, a bit rushed and impatient. His cock was just as impatient as him, springing free, tapping his bellybutton. 

Jongseob’s cock was flushed, precum dribbling from his tip in a sticky mess. It was mouth watering, and you had half a mind to take a picture, keep the image in your phone, just for you. Your cunt clenched around nothing, and you knew you were in love.

His hands moved to your underwear, hooking his fingers beneath the material. The slide down your legs was slow, and his hands grazing your skin made you forget why you had felt guilty earlier.

Once your pussy was exposed, Jongseob groaned just from the sight alone. You were glistening in the light streaming through your window, pretty and just for him. His pretty brown eyes were trained on your cunt, his cock jumping between his legs. 

Jongseob knew he probably shouldn’t be with you like this. He knew. But he couldn’t look away. Not from the pretty scene displayed before him, like a painting made purely for his eyes. A painting so beautiful, in fact, that it would surely be hung in the corner of his mind until his last breath.

You took a deep breath as he positioned his cock in front of your entrance, his free hand moving to your knee, pressing it against your chest. The second his cock began to push into you, Jongseob dropped his head with a low moan. It was heavenly, the tightness around him making it hard for him not to cum right then. 

You were no better, your eyes closed tight. He was so big, nestling inside of you perfectly, like his cock was molded for your pussy. A whine ripped from your throat once he bottomed out, buried deep within you. It was unreal, truly. 

“So fuckin’ tight, baby, fuck,” Jongseob’s voice was low and breathless, and you could feel the way he throbbed. You tried to ignore how butterflies attacked your ribcage at the nickname. “Please, move,” Your voice was no better than his, breathless and whiny. Jongseob complied, rolling his hips into yours slowly. God, it was absolutely ethereal. The drag of his cock along your walls had you mewling softly, your hands on his elbows that were holding your knees to your chest.

Jongseob built a pace, no longer slow. His hips snapped into yours, forcing groans from his throat. Your back arched, gasping and whimpering. Every thrust of his hips forced a small, “uh, uh, uh,” from your lips, filling the room. Your sounds were like the most beautiful music he had ever heard, composed only for him. 

“You like that?” He asked. He knew the answer. His adam's apple bobbed in his throat as he spoke, and you wanted to bite it. You nodded eagerly, your blunt nails digging into his skin. You knew you wouldn't last long at all. 

His hips continued to trust, his cock stretching your pussy and gliding easily. The room smelt like sex, mingling with the smell of him. It was a combination that made your head fuzzy. His hair fell over his eyes as he continued to move his hips, reeling from the squelching of your wet pussy. “So wet for me. Gonna fill this pussy up.”

The words that fell from his lips were so nasty that you couldn't help but clench around him, a moan ripping from your throat. He moaned with you, the clenching making his cock twitch inside of you. You seriously wouldn't last long.

When his thumb left your leg, moving down to your clit, you were a goner. Your back arched deeper, your feet trembling as you came around his cock, a white ring forming around the base. His hips kept moving, stuttering and twitching as you convulsed around him. A string of curses, along with his name, fell from your lips in a heaping mess, your voice dripping with sickly sweet honey.

Jongseob would never last, not with the way your pussy spasmed around his cock. He thrusted deep, grunting loudly as he filled your cunt. The tip of his cock kissed your cervix, pumping your womb full of hot, sticky cum. His hands shook against your knees, his mouth dropped open. He was beautiful. 

He stayed inside of you for a while, his sweaty head rested on your chest as hot huffs of air hit your skin. “Love you,” You mumbled. Maybe it was post-orgasm bliss. Maybe it was real. 

“...I love you too.”

grinding on jiung's thigh would fix me honestly

guys please send horny piwon thoughts so i can elaborate on your ideas ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

finally I have the chance to talk about it..

sub virgin nerdy jongseob ,,... (((((those new photoshoots 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫))))

getting nervous with every little touch, even if it's just an innocent touch on his thigh.. rolling his eyes at the back of his head as you finally touch the already swollen and pulsating cock, desperate to cum....

whining and trembling every time you move your hand up and down, trying not to cum so quickly to not seem like a pathetic virgin, but he doesn't fool anyone, we already know he is pathetic <333 — 🪼

˙ . ꒷ 🍰 . 𖦹˙—YESSS ANON youre a genius!! being mean to him, teasing him in class while he sits next to you, watching him chub up from a little touch :( he can’t help it, he’s never been touched by someone as pretty as you!!! and when you sneak off somewhere to finally help him, he puts his hand over his mouth so he isnt too loud :(( and omg the new photoshoot has me thinking about how noisy and awkward he would be while you sucked him off….

You’re on the floor, on your knees, his cock deep within your throat. He couldn’t hold back, his thighs trembling and his hips constantly rolling up into your mouth. “S-Sorry, ‘m sorry,” He would apologize every time he did it, his voice whiny and sweet.

His cock would twitch in your throat, just barely holding back. You had just put your mouth on him—was he seriously about to cum just from a few minutes of your pretty lips wrapped around his cock? Yes.

He came embarrassingly early, whimpering out a soft apology while his back arched, his hands gently trying to keep your head down, not sure if he should or not. He didn’t even know where to put his hands, alternating between your head and the sheets. Every moan from his lips was strangled, like he was trying to hold back, but he just couldn’t.

or what about when he’s trying to play his game, sitting in his gaming chair while you cockwarmed him?? he’d be a GONER!!₍^ >ヮ<^₎ .ᐟ.ᐟ

“Get a win and you can move, okay?” To him, you were so mean. How was he supposed to get a win like this? You’re on his lap, his cock deep in your sopping cunt, and his pretty brown eyes are teary under his glasses.

He was trying his best to win, trying his best to focus on the game in front of him. He had to mute his headset, his whines seeping through his mouth, his hands trembling on his controller. He kept twitching inside of you, his hips trying to move.

Your cunt was so warm, so tight, so wet—he was gonna lose his mind. When he finally did get a win, you cooed, kissing his neck, “Such a good boy.” He was putty beneath you.

When you finally moved, his hips rolled up to yours, his head falling back as the controller slipped from his hand. He didn’t care about that though, not when your pussy was sucking him in so well, swallowing his cock.

virgin jongseob…having to teach him how to fuck you :(( he’s trying so hard!! but he just can’t get it right, his hips rutting up into you with no pace whatesoever, his glasses fogged up as he just moved on impulse :( he was sooo pathetic. but you were just so tight, so pretty, and he let you know that too, constantly mumbling about how pretty you were, his eyes teary cause it was just so much :((

and when you started to teach him, he’d constantly ask you if he was doing it right. when you’d nod and say yes, tell him he was such a good boy—he’d cum so quick, his legs trembling while he apologized for cumming so early :((((

virgin nerdy jongseob save me 𖦹 ´ ᯅ ` 𖦹