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3 years ago

kinktober — day 17 | cockwarming

slow motion • [choi yeonjun]

we can take, we can take, we can take our time, baby

pairing: choi yeonjun x fem!reader genre: smut, established relationship, dom!yeonjun, female sub!reader synopsis: in which neither yeonjun nor you can fall asleep, so you decide to pass some time word count: 794 warnings: cockwarming, semi-fluff at the beginning, implied choking (but not actually doing it)

not a time stamp lol

[01:16 AM]

Taking a deep breath, you could feel Yeonjun's entire warmth enveloping you as he pulled you closer to him. Both of you had been trying to fall asleep for hours now, but neither he nor you could get an eyeful. It was your first time sleeping over at his place and for some reason, you were rather nervous, though you had been dating each other for a while now.

It wasn't even your first time sharing a bed, the two of you had already spent hours doing filthy things under the covers but this time it felt different. So much closer and intimate. Because although you loved each other and were in a relationship, you never got the chance to stay the whole night.

Your hands acted as a pillow on his chest for your head to rest on and your legs were entangled under the sheets like there was no tomorrow, while he lovingly stroked your hair and repeatedly told you how beautiful you are.

The comfort of his hug surrounded you like a blanket as his arms wrapped around your torso and his hands clasped behind your back. You removed one of the hands from underneath your face and you started drawing little circles on his chest.

A faint smile plastered his face when he brought his hands to your hips and gently pulled you up to have a better look at your face. Your tongue ran across your bottom lip as your eyes locked on his and Yeonjun slowly stroked a strand of hair behind your ear.

»Don't do that«, he whispered and kissed your lips. »You know damn well, what it does to me.«

The devilish grin you gave him would have been enough to send him over the edge if he had taken a moment to appreciate it, but he was far more interested in finding a new comfortable position to lie in and fathom solely you with his eyes.

Big hearts were almost visible inside of them when he eyed you with so much affection and love, while you just leaned in towards him and connected your lips to his again.

Yeonjun quickly got a different idea because his hands gently slipped underneath your shirt and caressed your silky skin. You pushed yourself up and looked him in the eyes, while his hands now settled on your waist before he reached up and stroked your cheek.

"You're beautiful", he whispered, leaning in closer to press his lips onto yours as his hands held your face tightly but carefully. Not letting go of you, he sat up against the headboard of his bed and pulled you onto his lap.

A silent moan escaped your lips when he rocked his hips against yours and his bulge grazed your crotch. One of your hands found its place on Yeonjun's throat, resting without putting pressure, while the other took a handful of his dark hair; your lips continued to move against his and he hooked his fingers underneath the waistband of your sweats, pulling your underwear down with them.

»You're cute with my hand on your neck like this«, you purred, before the cool air touching your wet cunt drew another moan from your lips.

You only earned a huff from him in response, but you wasted no time, tugging at your boyfriend's sweat pants to make him take them off as well.

Rolling off him, you freed your legs from the piece of clothing and he followed your movements, groaning when his dick sprung free from the constrictions of his boxers.

But when you moved on to taking off your shirt, he quickly grabbed your wrists, pulling you back onto his lap.

»Can you just sit on my cock tonight, please?«

You smiled at his breathless question, the lust almost dripping from him as he propped himself up on his elbows and let out a silent moan when you wrapped your hand around his girth, pumping him a few times, before aligning him with your entrance and slowly sinking down on him until he bottomed out.

You playfully pushed your hips forward, teasing him some more before his hands clasped your hips and stilled your movements.

»Don't move, you hear me?«

He looked you in the eyes and leaned forward to stroke a loose strand of hair out of your face. A pout formed on your lips, but he only mocked you and snapped his hips upward, earning a sweet moan from you. You rolled your head back, taking in everything he was giving you, and closed your eyes at the feeling between your legs. He filled you up so good as if you were just made to take him in.

»You're really so damn beautiful«, he whispered, before placing a sloppy kiss on your exposed chest. »So warm and tight, even after all those times I fucked you.«

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sorry for the wait, ily yeonjun anon <3

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@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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—༉‧₊˚. “ WARM ME UP ”

featuring. Gojo Satoru — JJK | kink. cockwarming | m. list

synopsis. It was winter time in Japan, which meant it would get colder and colder as each day passed. So naturally Satoru had gotten needier for your touch, days go by of him clinging onto you to stay warm because of the cold weather despite him not actually freezing. Finally you gave up and gave him what he really wanted.

Satoru is definitely getting needier, and it's all because of the winter cold. He's clinging onto you like a lifeline, seeking warmth and comfort in your presence. But let's be honest, you and the other teachers know exactly what he's after. He's not just looking for a cuddle buddy – he wants to fuck you senseless.

Every chance he gets, Satoru finds an excuse to touch you. Sometimes it's as subtle as brushing his fingers against yours, making your skin tingle with anticipation. Other times, he'll "accidentally" bump into you in the hallway, his body pressing firmly against yours as he steadies himself. It's like he's constantly testing the limits of your patience, pushing boundaries and seeing just how far he can go before you snap. And the thing is, you're not even sure if he realizes what he's doing half the time.

But hey, who says you can't play along? When Satoru tries to cozy up next to you, you just smile and act like you don't notice the way his eyes linger on your body or the way his breath catches when you lean in close. You know exactly what he wants, and you're more than happy to indulge him.

So, as the two of you huddle together for warmth in the teachers lounge, Satoru's fingers dance along your arm, tracing patterns on your skin that send shivers down your spine. His other hand rests casually on your thigh, thumb rubbing small circles that make your legs tremble. You can feel the heat radiating from his body, and it's driving you crazy.

Satoru leans in closer, his lips grazing your ear as he whispers, "I can't stop thinking about you. You drive me insane, and I don't know what to do about it."

You turn to face him, your eyes locking with his, and you see the hunger burning within them. He wants you, and he wants you bad. Without saying a word, you stand up and take his hand, leading him out of the teachers lounge and into his sleeping quarters.

As you lead Satoru to his extra room on the campus, his heart races with anticipation. The moment you're both hidden he pushes you up against the wall, his body flush against yours. His breath is hot against your neck as he murmurs, "Fuck. I can't take it anymore. I need you."

His hands roam your body, fingers slipping under your shirt to caress your skin. You gasp as he nips at your earlobe, sending tingles down your spine. "Satoru," you breathe, arching into his touch.

Your hands slide down his back, pulling him closer. Satoru groans, his hips grinding against yours. "You’re so warm," he growls, his voice low and rough with desire. "I need to have you, right now."

Without warning, he spins you around and presses you face-first against the wall. His hands work quickly to undo your pants, shoving them down just enough to expose your ass. You bite your lip to stifle a moan as you feel his hard length pressing against you, separated only by the thin fabric of his boxers.

Satoru leans over you, his chest pressed against your back as he nuzzles into your neck. "I've wanted you for so long," he confesses, his voice uncharacteristically soft.

His words send a shiver down your spine, and you turn your head to look at him over your shoulder. "Satoru..." you whisper, your voice thick with emotion. "I... I feel the same way."

Satoru's eyes widen, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his face before it's replaced by a smirk. "Is that so?" he purrs, his hand sliding around to cup your cheek. "Well then, what are we waiting for?"

And with that, he turns your head and kisses you deeply, passionately, pouring all his pent-up desire into the embrace. Your hands fist in his shirt, tugging him closer as you lose yourself in the sensation of his lips against yours.

Satoru pulls back from the kiss, his breathing heavy as he gazes down at you with lust-filled eyes. "I want you to warm me up," he murmurs, his voice low and husky. "I want to feel your mouth around my cock."

Your eyes widen at his bold request, a blush spreading across your cheeks. But the thought of pleasuring him like that sends a thrill of excitement through you. "Satoru," you breathe, your hands sliding down to palm his erection through his pants. "Are you sure?"

He groans at your touch, his hips bucking forward. "Fuck yes," he hisses, his fingers tangling in your hair. "I need your mouth on me, Please."

Swallowing hard, you sink to your knees, your hands working to free his cock from the confines of his pants. As it springs free, you can't help but admire the impressive size, already hard and throbbing with need.

Leaning forward, you run your tongue along the length, savoring the taste of his skin. Satoru hisses above you, his grip on your hair tightening. "That's it," he encourages, his voice strained. "Take me into your mouth."

Hesitantly, you part your lips and wrap them around the head of his cock, your tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. Satoru lets out a low moan, his head falling back against the wall. "Fuck, just like that," he praises, his hips rocking slightly. "Your tongue feels so good."

Emboldened by his praise, you take him deeper, inch by inch, until he hits the back of your throat. You relax your jaw, letting him slide further in, your nose nestling against the coarse hair at the base of his shaft.

"Shit," Satoru gasps, his fingers tightening in your hair. "You're taking me so well. Fuck, your mouth is perfect."

You hollow your cheeks and begin to suck, your head bobbing up and down his length. Satoru's moans fill the air, his hips thrusting shallowly as he fucks your mouth.

As you continue to pleasure Satoru with your mouth, you can feel his cock throbbing against your tongue. He's so hard, so ready for you. You take him deeper, relaxing your throat muscles to accommodate his impressive size. Satoru's moans grow louder, his fingers tangling in your hair as he guides your movements.

"Fuck, y/n," he pants, his voice strained with pleasure.

You hum around his cock, sending vibrations through him, and he groans in response. His hips start to move faster, thrusting into your mouth with increasing urgency. You can tell he's getting close, and the thought of tasting him sends a thrill through your body.

Suddenly, Satoru pulls you off his cock, leaving you gasping for air. He hauls you to your feet, spinning you around and pressing you against the wall once more. "I need to be inside you," he growls, his hands fumbling with your pants dropping them lower. "I can't wait any longer."

You help him remove your clothes, desperate for the feeling of his skin against yours. Once you're both naked, Satoru lines himself up with your entrance, teasing you with the head of his cock. "Tell me you want this," he whispers, his breath hot against your ear. "Tell me you need me as much as I need you."

"Satoru," you moan, arching your back and pressing your hips against his. "I want you so badly.“

With a low groan, Satoru sheaths himself inside you, filling you completely. You cry out at the sudden intrusion, your walls stretching to accommodate his size. He stills for a moment, giving you time to adjust, before he begins to move.

His thrusts are slow and deep at first, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through your body. You can feel every inch of him, the way he's stretching you, claiming you as his own. He pants, his lips trailing kisses along your neck. "You feel so good around me. So tight and perfect.”

Satoru continues to thrust into you, his pace becomes more urgent, more demanding. Each stroke is harder, deeper, hitting that sweet spot inside you that makes your toes curl and your breath catch. You can feel the pleasure building, coiling tighter and tighter in your core, ready to snap at any moment.

"Satoru," you moan, your nails digging into his shoulders. "I'm close. Don't stop."

He groans, his hips snapping forward with renewed vigor. "Me too," he grunts, his voice strained. "I'm going to fill you up.“

You can feel his cock twitching inside you, signaling his impending release. Your own orgasm is just seconds away, and you're desperate for that final push. "Come for me." you urge, your gummy walls clenching around him. "I want to feel you come inside me."

With a final, powerful thrust, Satoru buries himself deep within you, his cock pulsing as he releases his load. The sensation of his hot seed filling you up sends you over the edge, and you come undone, your body shaking with the force of your climax.

Satoru collapses against you, his forehead resting on your shoulder as you both struggle to catch your breath. "That was incredible," he murmurs, his voice hoarse. "You're amazing."

As you both come down from your high, Satoru doesn't pull out of you. Instead, he holds you close, his softening cock still nestled inside your warmth. "Can I stay like this?" he asks, his voice vulnerable. "I don't want to let you go yet."

You nod, a content smile spreading across your face. "Mhhm," you hummed "I don't want to let you go either."