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hi!! ive actually been reading your work for a long time but i never had the courage to actually request..

i was wondering if you could write for jisung! im a sucker for his deep voice *sobs* so could you write some something with jisung's deep voice? like him teasing you in the morning or reader comforting him when hes crying or smth idk HAHA

i really love your writings and i wanted to say thank you for comforting me when im down.

ilyyy!

ilysm anon :’) im so happy that you requested such a cute idea! thank you for your sweet message ♡

genre fluff . no warnings!

parings jisung x gn!reader

—9:35am˚✧₊⁎⁺˳✧༚

“jisung.” you cooed “jiiiiisuuuung.” you were determined to get your boyfriend!jisung up early today.

he looked so peaceful. “hmmm” he hummed lowly.

“jisung wake up.”

he lifted his head slightly off the pillow and looked at you with half-open eyelids. “good morning yn.” he said softly.

you swooned over his deep voice. you felt shy all of a sudden and covered your face with your hands.

“what’s wrong?” jisung reached for your hands, but you shook him away.

“nothing is wrong. you just..”

jisung raised his eyebrows, waiting for you to finish your sentence.

“you just make nervous.” you said quietly.

jisung smiled. “i make you nervous? how?”

“your voice.”

“my voice?” jisung continued to tease you.

“ynnnnn.” jisung said in an especially deep voice.

“stop jisung you’re doing this on purpose.”

he wrapped his lanky arms around your back and hugged you tightly, looking down at you in his arms. “you try. try to talk as deep as i do.”

you laughed at his request. “okay..”

you tilted your head down and mustered up all the strength you had in your throat, nearly straining your vocal chords, but barely a whisper came out.

jisung threw his head back laughing. he adored you.

you couldn’t help but notice how his adam’s apple moved when he laughed. curiously, you took a closer look and tapped it. “how do you do that?” you said.

flustered, he put his hand on his neck, where you had just touched. “you’re very cute, yn.”

hope you enjoyed!!!

can u please do more jisung ?? 😞🩵🩵 i love ur work

tangerine love

genre fluff ! no warnings

^_−☆ 🍊

pairings gn!reader x jisung

2:34pm ─ ੈ♡˳

“jisungggg, are you ready?” you peeped your head into your best friend’s room to see him scrambling around in a panic.

“i can’t find it!”

“what is it?”

“your present. i just had it last night and now i can’t find it.”

“oh.” you sighed in relief. “it’s no big deal, ji, let’s just hurry and go.”

it was your friendiversary, so for fun, you two usually just went to the park where you met as kids. normally you didn’t get each other gifts, but this year, jisung insisted.

you brushed off his concerns. “im gonna leave you here!” you threatened as you made your way to sit in the passenger’s seat of jisung’s car.

jisung hopped in and sulked. “i couldn’t find it… do you at least have the tangerines?” he looked over to you.

in your lap was a basket of freshly picked tangerines from the tree in his backyard. you planted it when you were younger, since you two have always shared a love for the fruit.

you got to the park and laid out a blanket on the grass. you set the basket down and signaled jisung to try them. “are they sweet?” his eyes lit up as he tore into the peel. “I don’t know. I haven’t tried them yet.”

he popped a slice into his mouth and immediately his eyes became squinted and his nose scrunched up. “eugh it’s so sour.”

“seriously? that’s too bad. I guess they aren’t ripe enough yet…” you picked one up and tossed it right back into the basket.

“oh right.” you remembered. “your gift.” you reached into the pocket of your sweater that was lying alongside the picnic blanket. you pulled out a little white box with orange ribbon around it tied in a bow.

jisung’s eyes widened. “wait. that box-”

before you could even hand it to him, he snatched it from you.

you rolled your eyes at his impatience. “geez, you could at least say thank you.”

inside the box was the exact thing jisung had lost. a little tangerine keychain charm. “where did you get this?”

you rubbed your neck nervously. “oh, well it’s a funny story. see, i actually forgot about the present thing, but this morning when I was walking to your house, i found it on the sidewalk around the corner. isn’t that weird? it was like a sign from the universe.”

jisung looked at you in disbelief and started laughing out of nowhere.

“what?” you laughed along. “sorry, i seriously forgot.. but it’s cute, isn’t it? put it on your bag! i’ll take it if you don’t want it…”

“yn.” jisung smiled. “this is for you. he handed it back to you. “i bought it on my way home last night so it must have fallen out of my pocket then. i just can’t believe you found it…”

“wait, really?” you clapped your hands in a fit of laughter. “you’re too cute, jisung.” you threw yourself onto the boy sitting beside you, now his head is resting on the cushioned blanket, and you’re lying across him. his arms instinctively wrapped around your back to hug you into his chest.

“don’t call me cute.” he said in his low voice. you can’t control your cuteness aggression when it comes to jisung, so you pinched his cheeks and pretended to bite him.

once you sat up, jisung followed your movements. he positioned himself behind you, so he could rest his chin on your shoulder, and hug you.

from the looks of it, you’re a couple.

“yn” jisung broke the silence. “look at the way we’re sitting right now. we might as well be a couple.”

“sure.” you shrugged in response.

“im just joking.” he hugged you tighter.

“no, really. we should try it. see what happens.” you leaned your head against jisung’s, still resting on your shoulder.

“seriously?” he laughed.

“yeah,” you hummed, “but what are we gonna do with all these tangerines?”

hi anon, so glad you requested! sorry it took forever. thank you for reading ♡ ps im too lazy to proofread this properly LOL

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chewing gum

genre fluff ! no warnings

pairings jisung x gn!reader

— 1:23 pm ˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚

you’d had your eye on this cute boy in your class for a while now.

park jisung was the boy that everyone had an eye for. he was good looking, smart, funny, sweet, and he always shared his gum.

“jisung, can i have some gum” somebody asked, then another, and another.

you didn’t really see the appeal of jisung’s gum, but you were curious to understand. you approached the crowd of people surrounding the popular boy’s desk, and your heart skipped a beat at the sight of the class celebrity. after a minute of staring, you built up the courage to say something. “can…” you stuttered. “i have a piece of gum?”

your sudden interruption took the attention away from jisung and heads turned to face you.

jisung raised his eyebrows at your request. “sorry. im all out.” he regretted to tell you.

your face was pink with embarrassment and you slowly backed yourself away from the table, so the group just went back to talking. “so jisung. do you like anybody?”

“yeah, i do, actually.” he responded.

hearing that, you figured you should just give up on him now before you try too hard and get hurt.

the next morning you walked into class and you couldn’t believe what was sitting on your desk. it was a stick of jisung’s gum. you gently lifted it up and unfolded it, and there was something written on it.

the inside of the wrapper read:

yn, sorry i didnt have any gum for you yesterday… i hope this makes up for it.

- jisung

you couldn’t stop smiling. you looked around the room to spot jisung, and you found him already smiling at you from his desk.

for the rest of the day, you couldn’t look at jisung without feeling shy.

the next morning you walked into class to see yet another shiny wrapper on top of your desk.

you immediately went to open it up, and you found another message inside:

will you go out with me?

no = ignore this

yes = blow a bubble

- jisung ♡

as much as your heart was fluttering, you started to panic. you’ve never been able to blow bubbles with your gum, and it seems like jisung was expecting a response soon. he was eying you from his desk on the other side of the room, you even made eye contact with him. you just smiled awkwardly, tucked the wrapper into your bag and popped the gum into your mouth.

the gum was flavorless at this point, but you still had to blow that bubble. at the end of the day, you hadn’t figured it out yet, but jisung approached you.

“hi yn.”

“hi.”

“sorry if I made you uncomf-”

“jisung.”

“—yeah?”

“how do i blow a bubble?”

he smiled.

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[11:43 am]

as roommate!chenle walked into the kitchen he noticed the small sticky note stuck to the counter.

"happy birthday hoe, i would've stayed but i gotta go pick up your gift. there's a fresh cake made by yours truly in the fridge. if you love me you'll wait so we can eat together. - yn

chenle smiled at the letter. he wishes he could spend the rest of his life with you.

[7:09pm]

jisung's finger swipes across your cheek, wiping the tears that fell. he wondered how anyone could ever bare to hurt you the way your ex did. he pulls you into his arms as your tears soak his shirt. one day. one day he'll have the chance to treat you right.

. . . ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏 ✦°.• 𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆 🍜

suggested by @mfaal

he’s so ethereal

JISUNG ♡ GLITCH MODE ENDING FAIRY (220331)

LIKE WE JUST MET (p.js)

apart of a collection ⤳ ISTJ masterlist pairing: first love!jisung x reader genre: fluff wc: 2.5k synopsis: Coming back to South Korea after so many years, you hope that things hadn't changed much. But, how much many things can stay the same? And how many people can really wait for you after 6 years? note: i was also using broken melodies as inspiration if u squint since i couldn't decide between the two at first... and yes it's cringe and corny but it was the only way i could make the idea work!!! This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

You exhaled a sigh of relief as you stepped into your parents’ car. It had been years since you’ve been in Seoul, yet everything seemed the exact same as you had left it. The airport was still busy as you remembered, and your parents' car still smelled just like lemons. Your little brother smiles cheekily at you before squealing, “How does it feel to be home, sis? I can’t wait to tell you everything you missed!” and you swear you would have cried just hearing his voice. It was different than it was 7 years ago now that he went through puberty. It wasn’t just that he went through puberty, but that you were finally hearing it in real life and not over a phone or facetime call. “It feels the same,” you say, making contact with your dad in the rear view mirror before continuing, “but everyone’s just… older?” you say hesitantly. Your family laughs at your comment before your mom sniffles quietly. “Mom? Are you crying?” you ask while putting your hand partly on her shoulder and partly on the back of her car seat while she laughs again. “It’s just that we haven’t been a full family in a long time, you know?” she says, looking back and smiling at you sweetly. You smile back as your dad grabs her hand and gives it a kiss, while mumbling “Well we’re here now, honey.”

You stood on the sidewalk in front of your house as you heard the box truck unload behind you. This moment was so familiar, as it felt like it was the summer before grade 8 all over again, when you moved to America with your dad. You sighed as you recalled how many friends you made cry that day as you looked down the road to the park where kids played. Where you once played with your friends. You stared back at your house before walking inside it after so many years.

You grinned brightly at your group of friends pulling up to your house on their bright, multi-colored scooters. “_____! What’s with these boxes?” Jisung asked as he swatted away the empty cardboard box that was about to fall onto him. “Jisung, you haven’t heard? Our _____ is moving…” Ningning sniffles a fake tear and wipes it off. Jisung’s eyes went wide and shooed all of your friends home to “privately talk to you” (everyone knew you were crushing on each other, it was quite obvious). Not before Jake screamed “They’re going to get their braces stuck together trying to kiss!” and Ningning laughing obnoxiously while skating away. You saw Jisung’s red-tinted cheeks before you gave him a sweet smile and led him into your backyard and inside your treehouse. Jisung and you always loved staying in it until late as it was adorned with multiple fairy lights, many pillows, and the ground was lined with fluffy blankets. Jisung smiled at you sadly, before encasing his small hand over your smaller ones. “____… You won’t forget me and find a new boyfriend wherever you go, right?” he asks timidly. “I won’t, if you’ll promise to stay here until I come back from America!” you look at him fondly as his eyes shift around, anxious. He finally makes eye contact with you before saying “Pinky promise.” and locking pinkies. Jisung began to speak, “ I—” “____! Come on, we need to get ready for the airport!” your dad interrupted him, Jisung just stayed silent before you yelled back at your dad, “5 minutes!” “Jisung, say what you need to say… I have to go soon.” you said before you saw him looking down at his legs, which were criss-crossed of course. “____… I’m going to miss you…” Jisung said and you swear you felt his voice falter into a softer voice than usual. “I’ll miss you too Jisung,” you started and hugged him. “I have to go now.” you said, disappointed that this was how your relationship with him was going to end. “I’ll tell my mom to call you often so we can talk! And don’t worry, I’ll find my way back to you.” you said before letting go of him, and you walked to the ladder. Jisung quickly trailed after you as he yelled your name. You turned around, looking at him confused about why he was pulling you closer before you felt it.

You felt his puckered lips meeting your slightly agape ones. 

You gasped into his mouth and accidentally inhaled his breath, making him pull away and cough multiple times. He gave you a wonky smile before you reciprocated, speeding down the ladder before smiling even wider. 

Your first kiss.

Walking into your house, you saw all of the photos of you hung up alongside the photos of your brother and family. You sat down at the couch before you looked around. You are right, nothing has changed in your house. There was no new furniture, not a single missing picture frame of you and your old friends. You grabbed one of Jisung, Sara, and you at the fair. You look lovingly at the photo, remembering this day clearer than any day in your childhood. 

“Mom, I want that!” you screamed as you pointed at the beige and white hamster plush. The fair worker gently smiled at you before informing your mom that one play was $2. Your mom hurriedly shuffled around in her purse before pulling out six $1 bills, politely handing them to the fair worker. “Kids, go play!” she urged Jisung, Sara, and you to the stand. “This is going to be hard to win…” Sara mumbled before throwing the ball at the stack of empty bottles. In the end, your mom lost $12 dollars and you lost your dignity. None of you could even knock down three bottles, let alone six. You sulked towards the pirate ship before Jisung stopped in front of the line. “What’s wrong Jisung?” your mom asked as Sara and you both stopped walking, turning to face them. “I-I don’t want to go on this ride…” he mumbled before looking down, shamefully. “It’s okay! you girls go together, alright? I’ll stay here with Jisung.” your mom ushered you and Sara to go on the ride. Before you could protest, Sara pulled you by your linked hands white shouting “Come on!”

While on the ride, you looked everywhere for your mom and Jisung. You couldn’t find them at all, twisting your head in all sorts of ways before the ride stopped. Everyone rushed off the ride as you were still looking for your mom and Jisung. You heard Jisung yell your name before you snapped your head in the direction of his voice. You turned giddy as you felt Jisung wrap your hand around the soft, fluffy fur of the stuffed animal.

It was the hamster stuffed animal you wanted.

You squealed and hugged him as he laughed, saying into your ear “I got it for you!”As you pulled away you looked at him adoringly, and for the first time he felt shy under your gaze. You thanked him and looked at the plush again, then him. 

It was the first day you started crushing on Jisung. 

As you were about to walk up the stairs to your room, your mom called you. “____! Could you go to the store and pick up something, please? I forgot to go grocery shopping before picking you up from the airport.” Your mom spoke from downstairs, and you could smell the scent of braised meat rushing out of the kitchen as you walked towards the door. “Text me what you want!” you said before leaving the house. 

You breathed in the cool, moist air of the grocery store before grabbing a red cart and opening your phone to see the grocery list and $50 of apple pay your mom sent you.

Eggs Milk Cereal (Anything your brother and you like) Salt Crackers You can get anything else you want with the extra. Love you!

You smiled at her text before looking for the items she requested. You placed the dark green box of Club Crackers into the cart as you wheeled it to the cereal section. You tried to remember what cereal your brother liked… Was it Frosted Flakes? Or Cheerios? 

Scanning the isle, you took a lucky guess and looked for Frosted Flakes. You went to reach for them on the third shelf, but there was a problem. 

You weren’t tall enough.

You sighed as you looked around for an employee to help you, but you couldn’t see any employees anywhere. Did all the employees really have to be busy right now? You just saw three on your way to the cereal section!

You looked around once more before accepting that you couldn’t see anyone that could assist you, before trying to reach for the box of sugary cereal once more. You were on your tippy toes, fingers nearly gazing at the cereal box before the scent of vanilla and coconut lingered around you. 

It smelled just like the eau de toilette you got Jisung for his 14th birthday. 

The person grabbed the box for you before you turned around, pushing the box into your hands. 

For a moment, you thought he was Jisung. But the thought quickly vanished as you blinked and the picture of Jisung smiling at you was replaced with the face of a complete stranger.

“Thanks…!” you mumbled quickly before rushing off to your cart before he could say anything to you.

You sat on your pink, pretty princess bed as you opened boxes to put your belongings away. Your room is still as cute and glittery as you remember, the years of love (stickers and drawings) shown on the walls around you. You gazed at the photos on the wall and laughed at the picture of Jisung and you with flower crowns in the park next to your house, where you both met.

You were on the grass, picking flowers as a shadow blocked your sight from picking a white flower. You quickly looked behind you before you saw a small boy’s big, anxious eyes gazing at you. “I—... Wow, you’re beautiful!” his little voice said before you laughed at him. His face lightened up as you invited him to pick flowers with you. Every time you went to talk to him, his eyes still peered at you lovingly, in adoration. It made you just as nervous as him.

 As you opened the last box labeled “miscellaneous”, you found your old flip phone. Your parents didn’t trust you enough with a smartphone, so instead they gave it as a farewell gift to keep in touch with your friends. It was fun, but short lived as you could only keep contact for so long. You kept reminiscing until you heard a group of people talking and laughing outside your window. Turning around to open your curtains, you saw a group of people around your age outside Jisung’s house. 

Soon, you saw Jisung exiting his house. A girl wrapping her arm around his shoulder, her face scrunched up into a happy grin. 

You furrowed your eyebrows as you looked at someone who was once so present in your childhood. 

Did he contradict what he asked of you before you left and found a new girlfriend? I mean you never really broke up and you couldn’t expect him to wait for you forever.

You chewed at your nails as you watched the group sit on his lawn, the girl’s arm still around him before her fingers entangled in Jisung’s now-dyed dark blue hair. You stare a bit more at her chipped, white nails before you abruptly shut your curtains closed.

Is it wrong to still be in love with someone you knew in the past?

It kept you up all night. What if he saw you? What if he's not the same person he was before? What if he doesn’t remember you? Similar questions swirled around in your head as you looked at the pictures of you and your childhood friends plastered on your bulletin board. Hopefully, you’ll figure out all the answers to your questions. And hopefully they’re all the answers you want to hear.

You groaned as you woke up to the sound of your younger brother running into your room. “Hello~! Get up! Let’s go get ice cream!” Your brother yelled, jumping on you. “Hey, hey! Okay. I’m up… It’s too early for ice cream!” you scolded him as you stood up, the hamster plush Jisung gave you falling off of your bed along with your pink blanket. 

You were about to speak until you heard your door ring. “Where’s mom and dad..?” you rest your hands on your hip before your brother tells you about the “overdue date” they’re on, and that you have to take care of your brother while you’re away. You exhale as the doorbell rings again. “Go make your bed,” you say as you peek into his room, seeing his bed sheets messy and pillows everywhere. “We can go eat breakfast after and get ice cream.” you tell him as you race down the stairs. The doorbell rings once again, followed by aggressive pounding before you whine out a loud “I’m coming! Geez…”

Opening the door you freeze as you see who it is. Jisung mimicked the look on your face (of shock, by the way) as he saw you, his eyes lit up. 

As you both stand still by the door, you look at the contents of the plate he was holding.

M&M brownies, your brother's favorite.

You look up at him and open your mouth to say something, except nothing comes out. You gaze at his face harder, noticing how he’s aged over the years. He no longer had his blue braces and his hair grew out into a mullet. His face was no longer the gentle, cute one you remember, now it was sharp and chiseled. He was now the tallest boy at school, instead of the shortest. One thing that never changed about him however, was the tint of softness in his eyes. He always looked at and treated you like you were made of porcelain ever since you were both kids. Also, he still smelled like vanilla and coconut. 

“Jisung?” you muttered quietly, but loud enough for him to hear. His face slowly bloomed into a smile, the same smile you remember. 

“Hi..!” He whispered, his voice now deep and rich. You smiled back at him, feeling the homesick feeling finally fading as you took the plate from his hands and led him inside. You listened as he excitedly talked to you. Every time you looked at him, your stomach churned with each word he said all over again.

Because he still looked at you like you just met.

Presente de Aniversário — Lee Jeno e Park Jisung

Oi, oi, tudo bem com vocês? Espero que sim! Não sei como funciona as coisas no tumblr porque só uso para a leitura, mas ultimamente estou com uma vontade de publicar por aqui também já que gosto bastante da plataforma. Estou fazendo esse teste para ver como me saio. Eu realmente não sei como usar a plataforma, espero que me perdoem! Também espero que gostem da smut que antes eu tinha publicado no spirit, mas a plataforma barrou, então quis postar aqui... Não sou muito boa com o português, pode haver erros, me perdoem também! Beijos e boa leitura =

SINOPSE: Jeno e Jisung não precisavam das velas ou do bolo para te dar um presente digno, eles tinham uma ideia bem melhor.

Inspirado em: Birthday Sex ‐ Jeremih | masterlist

「 Não foi planejado, muito menos algo que você sequer pensou alguma vez. Bom, não dessa forma. Lógico, manter amizade com Lee Jeno e Park Jisung provavelmente era algo muito excitante, principalmente sendo uma amiga tão íntima ao ponto de sair com eles, dormirem juntos — não de forma consensual — e até fazer parte da mesma fraternidade que eles faziam. Não porque você alguma vez pediu para participar, mas desde que se conheceram nos corredores da universidade, eles não desgrudaram de você um segundo sequer, te forçando a fazer parte de uma fraternidade com mais outros cinco integrantes. Então agora, as pessoas do câmpus te conheciam como "a cadela deles". Não foi algo para se orgulhar, mas você também não se importou muito, sendo muito bem treinada para fugir dessas provocações. Então agora, você estava parada na frente de seus dois amigos, tentando saber se eles realmente estavam te oferecendo esse tipo de presente, ou se sua audição estava tão ruim assim.

— Perdão, acho que escutei errado. — Jisung olhou para o melhor amigo, enquanto os dois riam juntos.

— Princesa, eu sei que você escutou muito bem. É seu aniversário, sabemos que você quer passar com a gente, por isso estamos aqui. Já te levamos para um passeio, tomamos sua bebida favorita enquanto sentamos no sofá e conversamos.

— Isso está ótimo, mas também sabemos que você quer gemer pela gente. — Jisung colocou a mão em sua perna, apertando sua pele e te olhando. — Isso foi o seu desejo, mas ainda queremos te dar um presente. E é isso que temos a oferecer a você.

— Sabemos que você não seria louca de recusar um presente desses. — se tivesse como escapar deles, você obviamente faria isso agora, mas estava sentada no sofá, com um em cada lado. Enquanto Jisung fazia carinho em sua coxa, Jeno estava com um dos braços em volta de seu ombro. Caralho, você nunca imaginou que ficar entre eles te deixaria tão nervosa a esse ponto.

— Vamos lá, não fique com vergonha. Sexo de aniversário é um ótimo presente não acha? — Por incrível que pareça, Ji Sung estava sendo mais ousado do que Jeno, agora beijando seu pescoço enquanto sussurrava isso em seu ouvido.

— Me parece um bom presente. — Você fechou os olhos, envergonhada demais em concordar com eles. De fato, era um ótimo presente, e você deveria aceitá-lo tão bem.

Os dois vêm até você ao mesmo tempo, prendendo os lábios em cada lado do seu pescoço depois de olharem um para o outro e sorrirem. Isso seria um presente bom, você teria tudo o que mais desejou, a única diferença foi que imaginou separadamente, os dois de uma vez não fazia parte dos pensamentos. E a única pergunta era, você aguentaria?

Você já estava ofegante demais enquanto eles te beijavam, arqueando-se enquanto as mãos deles se entrelaçam para segurá-la, soltou um pequeno grito quando Jeno, o mais ousado deles, mordeu seu pescoço, mas não o suficiente para romper sua pele, mas o suficiente para deixar uma marca. Uma das várias lembranças que eles queriam deixar em você. Jisung sorriu em seu pescoço quando você estremeceu nos braços deles, pressionando as pernas uma contra a outra para esconder o calor que já estava se acumulando.

A pergunta imaginaria que você mesma se fez foi respondida; de fato você não iria aguentar esses dois. Jisung estendeu a mão para separar suas coxas novamente e deixou você gemer entre sua boca quando te beijou. Ele até sorriu quando Jeno deixou um tapa em sua coxa e te fez gritar em seus lábios.

— Jisung, você quer começar com a nossa princesa primeiro? — Jeno falou, enquanto estendeu a mão para segurar as bochechas do mais novo com as palmas da mão. — Vai fazer tudo certinho como eu te ensinei, não é?

— Sim, hyung. Eu já aprendi tudo com você apenas para deixar nossa princesa satisfeita. — meu Deus, eles dois conversando assim te deixava ainda mais ansiosa. Jeno sorriu, enquanto deixava ele tirar suas roupas, as que eles mesmo escolheram para essa noite. Uma saia jeans, blusa e botas com salto. Agora, tudo isso estava fora de seu corpo enquanto você tinha eles te olhando, quase te devorando. Se não fosse pela excitação em que te deixaram, você agora estaria muito envergonhada. Eles deitam você, almofadas em sua cabeça para te deixar confortável.

— Parece delicioso, não é? — Jeno sorriu ao ver como Jisung estava de olho em sua boceta molhada. Você gemeu baixinho pela atenção, o barulho foi mais carente do que constrangido, fazendo ele voltar ao normal.

— Minha princesa. — Jisung cantarolou, passando seus dedos em seus clitóris, e você estremeceu quando ele fez isso. — Eu posso, princesa?

— Claro. Por favor! — o som do cinto de Jeno se abrindo foi abafado pelos barulhos felizes que Ji Sung fez antes de mergulhar em você, sem dar um segundo para se acostumar com sua língua. Você gemeu quando sua boca chupou seus clitóris enquanto deslizava dois dedos em você.

Jeno voltou a atenção para você, acariciando um pouco seus cabelos enquanto a outra mão deslizava em seu pau, até a plenitude e voltava. Ele encostou na sua boca, deslizando-o ao longo da umidade do seu lábio inferior. Você não sabia no que se concentrava mais, na rapidez dos dedos de Ji Sung e sua boca, ou no grande pau que estava em sua boca, precisando usar suas mãos na parte em que não cabia. Mas Jeno não te deu escolhas quando ele segurava seus cabelos e te empurrava com mais força, aproveitando a maneira como sua língua estava pendurada para gemer.

Eles estavam usando você de ambos os lados, perdendo a noção do tempo na segunda vez que chegou à boca de Ji Sung. Você estava tremendo e gemendo em volta do pau de Jeno, os elogios suaves e os gemidos profundos que ele estava soltando sobre você, em como fazia se sentir bem, como era sua ótima agora, nossa princesa. Isso te excitou tanto. Ele mantém sua cabeça no lugar quando movimenta os quadris profundamente em sua garganta, os dedos se enroscando em seus cabelos. Você engasgou um pouco, as lágrimas escapando de seus olhos, enquanto ele as enxugou com as pontas dos dedos. 

Jeno faz carinho em seus cabelos, quando você grita no pau dele, gozando na boca de Ji Sung quase desmaiando enquanto seus olhos flutuam para a parte de trás de sua cabeça.

— Ah, Ji Sung. — Jeno retruca ao ver a mancha molhada na calça de Ji Sung, assim que ele sai de sua boceta sorrindo.  — Você deixou ela gozar.

— Desculpe, hyung. — Jisung diz, mas se alegra enquanto te vê chupando o pau de Jeno, esperando para ser o próximo. Ele nota a força como Jeno se contorce sobre você, empurrando sua cabeça com mais força e gozando nos seus lábios com força, deixando você engolir tudo.

— Você é tão perfeita para a gente, princesa. — Jeno tirou o pau de sua boca, levantando seu rosto para olhá-lo por cima. — Veja, Ji Sung, ela engoliu tudo. Como esperamos tanto tempo para comer-lá?

— Fazia essa pergunta todos os dias, hyung. A gente demorou tanto. — você olhou para Jisung, ainda tentando recompor a respiração. — Mas agora prometemos que iremos te comer todos os dias, está certo, princesa?

Você confirma para ele, logo sendo puxava para levantar por Jeno, segurando seu braço e a puxando para ele, depois de conseguir beijar seus lábios. Ele passou as mãos pela sua cintura, te fazendo ficar na ponta dos pés para conseguir beijá-lo.

— É isso, querida, iremos cuidar de você essa noite e para sempre. — foi o que Ji Sung comentou, chegando por trás de você e deixando beijos em seu ombro, fazendo arrepios em sua pele. Você quase tem certeza de que suas unhas estão deixando marcas no pescoço de Jeno, pela forma como você segura.

— Quem você quer primeiro, querida? — Jisung perguntou. — Ou prefere nós dois? — Distraidamente, Ji Sung começa a apertar seu quadril, roçando o dele sobre você.

— Ji Sung primeiro. Por favor… — Você gemeu, suas mãos deslizando pelo corpo de Jeno.

— Você o terá primeiro, princesa. — Jeno sussurrou afirmativamente, ele mesmo usando suas mãos para movimentar seus quadris em torno de Jisung. — Você sente como nosso menino precisa de você? Ele será todo seu esta noite, anjo. Diga a ele o que você precisa.

— Sung, preciso que você… Me fode, por favor. — Você suspirou, tentando e não conseguindo impedir que os quadris dele se movessem.

— Vamos, Ji Sung, de o que ela precisa. — Ji Sung para de mover seus quadris, te virando para ele e esmagando os lábios contra os seus. Você sentiu vagamente Jeno beijando ao lado de sua têmpora. Mas a ferocidade e paixão de Sung se tornam difíceis de pensar em qualquer outra coisa, exceto em como era bom ter a língua dele em sua boca, os dentes batendo juntos com a força de seus beijos.

Ele finaliza o beijo para conseguir retirar as roupas o mais rápido que conseguia, jogando a última peça e sentando no sofá mais uma vez. Jisung se arruma, movimentando seu pau enquanto estende a mão na direção de Jeno. O outro garoto parecia ter entendido o recado quando tirou uma camisinha de sua calça que também estava jogada no chão e entregando ao amigo. Ele abriu o plástico e deslizou em seu pau, agora chamando você para sentar sobre ele.

Sung parecia apressado demais quando te puxou para cima dele e te posiciona perfeitamente em seu pau. O homem empurrou para dentro de você, guiando-o centímetro por centímetro em sua boceta molhada, enquanto você gemia e segurava nos ombros do mesmo, as coisas começaram a melhorar quando ele balançava os quadris. Os gemidos e os sons de pele com pele eram as únicas coisas que se ouviam naquela sala.

— Sung! Porra, Sung.

E por um momento, você começou a se preocupar em como lidaria ainda com Jeno, levando em consideração que só em sentar em Ji Sung você já estava ficando satisfeita. Os dois eram grandes demais para sua boceta, então aguentar mais um seria um pouco difícil. Mas esses pensamentos foram rapidamente empurrados para fora quando você sentiu o sofá afundar e Jeno sentou-se ao lado de vocês, colocando os dedos em seus clitóris.

— Você me parece tão apertada, amor. Tão perfeita para nós. — da maneira como Jeno murmurava elogios, você quase teria pensado que era ele quem estava sendo fodido. Mas as palavras também passaram através de você, muito focada na sensação que estava crescendo em sua boceta graças a eles dois.

Foi então que segundos depois você gozou, soltando com um grito abafado, seus olhos fechados enquanto os homens de cada lado continuavam a trabalhar em seu orgasmo. Dois pares de braços fortes imprensa você contra o peito, o peso familiar que o envolve era uma sensação de ancoragem de Ji Sung, alertando que ele também tinha gozado. Você abriu os olhos quando escutou algo abrindo, então percebeu que se tratava de Jeno com um pacote de camisinha enquanto deslizava pelo pau.

— Sung, agora é a minha vez. — ele entendeu, tirando você do colo e deitando no sofá, sua respiração ofegante e o corpo ainda trêmulo do outro garoto. Jisung sumiu de sua vista por um tempo, provavelmente para descartar a camisinha.

Então quando Jeno entrou no seu campo de visão, arrumou seu corpo no sofá e abriu suas pernas novamente e se posicionou contra você, colocando dentro de você. Os gemidos voltaram pela sala quando Jeno começou rápido demais, subindo um pouco seu seu quadril e tomando proporção para começar a te penetrar mais fundo.. Ele beijou seu pescoço, deixando pequenas marcas, pois independentemente de tudo, Jeno queria deixar lembranças desse dia, você nunca esqueceria desse presente.

— Jeno. — você mordeu os lábios, vendo quando Jisung entrou na sala novamente, se abaixando para brincar com seus seios, chupando e mordendo.

— Porra.. ah. — Jeno mordeu os lábios, subindo as mãos para o outro seio livre seus seios e apertando. Observando como Jisung chupava muito bem, te olhando e prestando atenção em todas as suas expressões.

— Veja, princesa, não precisamos da vela e do bolo. Só preciso do seu corpo para fazer um bom aniversário. — Jisung comentou.

— É o melhor dia do ano, amor. E esse é seu presente de aniversário. 」

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[10:04 pm] 

sharing jellies with bestfriend!jisung while watching a movie on his couch.

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jisung comforts you and your broken heart while simultaneously breaking his own as he listens to your lovesick rambles

[3:35 pm]

the school day is almost over as you and classmate!jisung pass notes during the lecture

bf!jisung was more than ready to crash onto his bed, snuggle up to you while you play with his hair, and have you tell him that he did well today. and well, what jisung wants is what jisung gets.

[10:23 PM] giving jisung a gazillion cheek kisses while calling him cute nicknames because he’s grumpy and pouty and super >:T

for someone who’s never fallen in love, she sure does feel a lot when she stares at the boy with a heart shaped smile through her phone

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