Hello chingus. It’s admin Hui, here witH A JEONGHAN SMUT. I got this idea when I couldn’t sleep, and also b/c there isn’t enough Jeonghan smuts in the world. I mean, who couldn’t love this evil angel?
Genre: Smut w/ a fluffy ending.
Word count: 1655
Warnings: getting bias-rektd by this baby
Pairings: You x Jeonghan
awoke, though it was barely past twelve. My numerous phobias – once
again – were encased in a nightmare. I tried to forget the
nightmare, but I kept shuddering just by simply replaying the images
in my head. Still, I absentmindedly started towards my safe place:
Jeonghan’s dorm. Everyone else was dead asleep; tomorrow was their
free day. Of course, it would be spent sleeping and eating.
on the door, I hear a soft hum on the other side. I am sure Jeonghan
had been expecting me, considering I hadn’t asked to sleep with him
for a while.
the beginning, it was innocent, backs facing each other. But now, my
insides stirred with anticipation and excitement as to what he’d do
twist the knob quietly, and the room is illuminated by the pale moon
entering from his window.
sleep? Or something else?” Jeonghan’s cheeky smirk seems brighter
than the moon, but I shake my head.
But, I wouldn’t mind for the latter.” I say, settling beside him.
Instantly, his hands go to my waist, and lifting me up and setting me
on his lap.
sleep.” He mutters, nuzzling his nose into my neck, his breath hot
against my wanting skin.
let him lay down first, following soon after. Our fronts face each
other, and soon, I feel his hand grope my thigh, lifting it above
both of his legs. My breathing stops, my heart racing. I knew he did
this with other girls, that he knew what he was doing to me. Yet, I
still can’t seem to stop wanting to feel him inside me, though it
Soon, I let my hands run over
his features. Unlike the other times, I plant soft kisses where my
My fingers land on his prominent
cheekbones, and I let my lips make gentle contact with the smooth
skin. Jeonghan hums in satisfaction after I kiss his temples, cheeks,
forehead.. just about anywhere except his lips.
I let my fingers touch the soft,
“Kiss me.” Jeonghan
whispers, his eyes closed, though the command was clear.
“What?” I say, even though I
know I heard him.
His free hand goes to the back
of my head, and I feel warm contact of his lips on my own. My eyes
widen, but I let my lips move freely.
The kiss soon turns heated, with
Jeonghan turning his head slightly. We pull away, gasping for breath.
“Have you ever French-kissed
someone?” Jeonghan asks with a sly grin, knowing the answer.
“No..” I say shyly, pressing
my lips together.
“That’ll change. Listen, I
want you to open your lips, not wide, and just push your tongue out a
little.” Jeonghan’s hand unlatches from my thigh, knowing that it’d
stay there. Obeying him, I parted my lips enough for him, and let my
tongue rest father at the front of my mouth. His hand cups my cheek,
the pad of his thumb rubbing against the skin.
He nears me, and I soon feel
something wet and warm press against my tongue. Jeonghan provokes me
into moving, his soft tongue dominating my own.
I let a gentle moan slip through
my lips, and opening one eye, I see Jeonghan smirking down at me.
My hands run through his body,
and I feel Jeonghan’s fingers ghost over my own body. Every section
that he touched felt like it was lit on fire. I pull away, seeing as
we’re both panting, gasping for breath.
Jeonghan’s hands go to the hem
of my shirt, and looks at me. He knows I have never gotten this far
with anyone, much less have had sex.
I nod, getting onto my knees to
help pull the shirt over my head. My hands grab at his own black
shirt, and he smiles sweetly, before letting me tug it off. My eyes bulge at the sight of his beautifully-toned body; slim, yet the
muscles on his stomach were prominent, his arms lean, but not
ridiculously muscular. I start at his jaw, placing a kiss right on
the square. I let my lips wander, feeling Jeonghan’s hands grip at my
waist, my core directly on top of his member, which feels partially
hard. I start going down his neck, nipping kisses, until I hear a
lewd moan escape from his lips. I stop for a second, but then bite
and suck on the place that lets his moans become slightly louder.
His moans.. they’re almost
Before I have the chance, he
turns us over, pinning me down to the bed. His lips go for my
collarbone, where I’m very sensitive. I try to muffle my moans, but
Jeonghan looks up the instant I don’t release the sound.
“(Y/N)-ah, you don’t have to
hide that you like it. Who cares if other people listen? We know
everyone is asleep, baby.” His hands slide to my waist, his thumbs
rubbing patterns of any sort into the flushed skin.
I mewl out soft moans, and feel
Jeonghan’s erection grow harder with each one. His hands go behind
me, to my back. With his nimble fingers, he unclips the piece with
ease. I feel my core throb with each second, my mind fuzzy.
He nips small kisses at the rosy
buds, erected with pleasure. He trails kisses down my torso, landing
at the waistband of my sweatpants.
“Tell me what you want.” He
whispers against my bare torso, looking up at me. I want him, and
I’ll express it.
“You. I don’t care how, but I
want you in me.” I say, sitting up and holding onto his face.
“Are you sure? I don’t know if
I can give you everything from this point on.” Jeonghan starts, and
I know what he means. Commitment. A relationship. I don’t care. I’m
sure I’ll regret it later on, but it’s more than likely that he will
too. He was all about one nights, one try. Only if you were good
enough you could go again. My heart tugs at me, but this seems best.
“I’m sure. I promise.” I
stick out my pinky, and he wraps his longer one around mine.
“Then, we begin.” He barely
finishes before my pants and highly expensive panties are torn
off and discarded. His own sweatpants are discarded along with his
boxers. His member stands tall, and I’m almost a little intimidated.
I lay back down, and Jeonghan’s hands go on either side of my body.
He lowers his head, kissing my forehead.
“Tell me if it hurts.” He
states, and I feel his head press against my core. The feeling alone
sends shivers down my spine, making me wrap my arms behind his neck.
He enters slowly, and I feel something rip, and a sting follows soon
after. Jeonghan’s sweet lips kiss all over me, trying to distract me.
Once he was completely inside, I felt full, filled to the brim.
One he started thrusting,
carefully, the pain went dull. But soon, I understood why people did
“Wow.. you’re so fucking tight
princess.” Jeonghan growls in my ear, and my heart pounds against
my rib cage.
The feeling turns into pleasure,
and soon, the slow pace isn’t enough.
“Faster.” I pant, my hands
unlatching and instead gripping at his broad shoulders.
Jeonghan speeds the pace up, and
my moans grow louder, my curses unfiltered.
“Ah, shit Jeonghan. Don’t
stop.” I let my fingers claw at his back, and Jeonghan lowers his
head, his lips pressed on my own. We move slowly, Jeonghan’s hips
snapping harder and faster, angling himself. He hits my sweet spot
inside, and I nearly scream from how amazing it feels.
My body trembles lightly as I
feel something collect in my abdomen, turning into a knot. A thin
layer of sweat covers Jeonghan, making him glisten deliciously.
“Hannie, I think I’m close.”
I pant into his mouth, and soon, the knot snaps violently, sending me
to grip and claw at Jeonghan’s back, nibbling at his shoulder as
strong waves of pleasure nearly make tears collect in my eyes.
I feel Jeonghan’s shoulders
shudder, and his elbows nearly buckle from the strong hit of his
release. Warm and thick spurts of his come shoots in me, but I do not
falter. Ya boi’s been taking birth control for nearly two years now.
Jeonghan obviously knows this, along with a few other people.
Jeonghan collapses beside me,
his arms wrapped around my waist, his face buried into my neck. I
grab the blankets, and pull them over us, cuddling beside him as he
I think for a bit, how I’ve
known Jeonghan nearly my entire life. Since the 4th grade,
to be exact. I know everything about him, as he does me.
But what I don’t know is what he
spurts out in his dream.
“(Y/N)..” He whispers, and I
hum, as if expecting him to reply.
“I love you.”
My face flushes. I know he
doesn’t mean that.
But I let myself sleep while
smiling, because, deep down, I know he means that.
The next morning, I awake to an
empty spot beside the bed. But, then again, it was Jeonghan’s dorm
we.. did things in. However, as I turn, I see a note with hastily
scribbled hearts, along with words.
I know you may
not believe me for what I said. Maybe you still think I’m just
someone who wants to sleep around. But what I said last night is
true. I know you like the back of my hand. I love you, (Y/N). Every
time I was with someone else, only you is who I wanted. Please meet
me outside later. It’s my treat.