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check up (L.Jeno)
pairing: jeno x fem! reader
synopsis: reader has her first time at the gynecologist..jeno just happens to be her doctor who takes advantage.
genre: smut | MINORS DNI plz
warnings: sex, advantage taking??? eating out.
It was your first time at a gynecologist, you were nervous obviously, you’ve seen videos of the tools they use that look like they can split you into two, it was nerve wracking, you sat in the office, waiting to be called. your leg bounced in anticipation, feeling strange in this setting and situation.
Once your name was called you were lead to the room, and instructed to remove your lower half clothing, “dr. lee will be in, in just a minute” the nurse said in a deadpan tone to you.
you removed your lower half and sat on the chair, looking at the stirrups, wondering if your legs can even go that high.
you were silently panicking, when the door opened.. revealing a doctor… a male…doctor, this only made you freak out even more, i thought only women could get this job? you thought to yourself, “hi, you must be, y/n…dr lee” he said extending his hand for you to shake it, he spoke your name dragged out, almost as if he was testing it out.
“hi nice to meet you” you said shaking his hand, feeling it calloused almost, ‘probably from med school’ you thought to yourself. “first time here?” he asked noticing your nervous exterior, helping your legs into the stirrups, “yeah” you said breathily, letting him help you. jeno internally exploded into confetti, grinning to himself, “don’t worry..” he said lifting your gown up, exposing your cunt to him.
“looks.. fantastic” he said brushing his thumb against your clit, making you jump, “sorry i’m so sorry” you say apologizing because you felt embarrassed “no need to worry… tell me..y/n.. have you ever had intercourse before?” jeno asked spreading your folds, tempted to insert a finger into your begging hole.
“n-no, never” you answer, trying your best not to moan or make any type of sexual sounds, “i see, i see, does this feel okay?” he tempts, inserting his index finger into you, you gasp, not sure if this is apart of the exam “is..is this apart of the exam?” you breathe out, fighting back a moan. “of course, why wouldn’t it be? i’m being professional, ms y/n” he says smirking to himself as he responds to you.
“o-oh.. okay.. i’m sorry” you respond feeling embarrassed that you questioned his professionalism, “no problem, now tell me how…this feels” he says inserting another finger, giggling to himself “oh my god” you say slapping your hand on your mouth to avoid humiliating yourself “good…so good” you mumble the last part he hums as he shoves his finger back and forth.
at one point, he attaches his mouth to your cunt, and that’s when you realize this isn’t apart of your check up, but he was hot. “fuck..” you say gripping his hair as he flicks your clit with his tongue.
“this is gonna be our last test..” he says standing up, unbuttoning his pants, his white coat maximizing his huge frame, “doing okay, miss y/n?” he asks, awaiting for your approval, you nod, looking up at him, he grins as he pulls out his hardened cock, “such a oblivious slut huh?” he says rubbing his cock against your folds gathering up your wetness, you could only whine against his touches. “come on pretty…cat got your tongue?” he asks, with an eye smile, tapping your cheeks “n-no, sorry” you reply opening your mouth to speak more.
jeno inserts his thick cock head into your entrance, making you almost scream he was internally thanking the lord for you to be his last patent and his nurses went home after they brought you in.
“such a…tight pussy..” he says as the thrusts into you at a steady pace, making you slide back and forth on the table, the paper crumbling beneath you.
you sat up on your elbows to look at him, whimpering and whining “more..” you say hoarsely, jeno grins and obliges and moves your legs to an angle where he can access you deeper.
you feel him hit you deeper, your cunt swallowing and sucking him so well, “so good, dr lee..” you gasp and cover your mouth, your hand reaching to touch his v-line, “such a good pussy…you like getting fucked like this? by your doctor? you’re such a whore..letting anyone fuck you” he grunts out through his thrusts, his degrading only making you wetter.
“dr lee…” you whine as you feel something unfamiliar in your stomach, almost as if you have to pee? “i have to pee dr lee.. please” you moan as he chuckles at your words, “pee? silly girl. you’re gonna cum” he says rubbing your clit with his thumb, you thrash around on the table as you cum, feeling yourself explode.
“shit shit” jeno says as he shoots his thick load into you, giving you one full push to make sure his cum is buried, “your exam is complete, miss y/n. you’re healthy..very healthy” he says grinning pulling out of you and zipping his pants up.
“should we schedule our next meeting?” he says washing his hands at the sink, looking at you through the mirror “yeah..” you breathe out, absolutely fanned out, “i’ll see you” he says slipping a piece of paper next to you, and he exits the room, bidding you well.
the paper read
‘need to see that pussy again.. call me
-jeno’
with his number attached
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man i love jeno… thanks for 100 followers! love u
Quiet ( Lee Jeno x Fem!Reader )
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Paring: Lee Jeno x Fem!Reader
Genre: smut (MINORS DNI), fluff, pure filth, smidge of humour, Non-Idol!AU
Warnings: I've never written smut before so feedback is much appreciated, Boob worship, Pierced!Jeno ( eyebrow and 🍆), that one Jeno hair style with the undercut and the raven hair, Big dick Jeno, They fuck in a tent, degradation, praise, pussy slapping, Jeno folds the reader in half like a pretzel, finger sucking, light biting, unprotected sex ( booo! wrap before you tap), He spits in her mouth, exhibitionism, a hint of dumbification? reader gets cock drunk basically, he makes her taste herself, his hand is around the readers neck but he doesn't apply pressure, dare I say: softdom!Jeno?
Blurb: When the night gets cold whilst camping with your friends, Jeno knows a great way to warm up or It's fucking in-tents
Word count: 2,329
Note: Hey, Ace here. You've been graced by my 3rd fic in a week. I say i've never written smut before, not technically. any feedback is welcome! or to just let me know if you liked the fic! My asks are open! I would like to say that I take requests, but I honestly think that would only be possible if I get inspiration from the request. I also work full time, and I'm filling in for my manager AND the second in line at the same time next week, so you may not have many fics until after. This hasn't been grammatically checked or anything. Just read over once by me. If I've missed any warnings, let me know.
You loved camping with your boyfriend and his friends. Being in the fresh outdoors near the lake, sharing stories by the campfire. You loved the quality time with your friends.
What you didn't love was how cold it got at night, by the water. It wouldn't be surprising if the rest of your friend group heard your teeth chattering over their boisterous laughter. Jeno had insisted on unzipping both of your sleeping bags to join the zips together as a cover after being in your respective sleeping bags the night before.
Jeno didn't like that he felt like a worm, constantly wriggling to stay close to you. Even going as far as to ask you what you would do if he turned into a worm overnight.
Now, usually your boyfriend is like a furnace. If only he didn't sling his best friend, Jaemin, over his shoulder to jump in the lake just before coming to the tent to sleep. Jeno hadn't even dried his hair, his whole body a cool temperature.
After a while of lying there, your whole body trembling in shivers, an ice-cold hand drifted its fingers up the length of your spine under the oversized shirt you wore. A sharp inhale of surprise left you, a small sound accompanying the noise.
"Jen, you're cold.." You whisper-whined at the male behind you, arching your body away from him.
"Shh, I'll warm up soon." He dismissed, certainty in his tone as if he had other plans.
Jeno's fleeting, cool touches slid around to the expanse of your stomach where his fingers teased feather light touches. The touch almost made you squirm against his chest, where he had pressed his hard, toned torso against you.
"Really, Jen? Right now? … everyone's still outside.." You turned your head to look at him in disbelief. Sure, you two had sex when his housemates were still home, but this is different. You felt a lot more exposed in the outdoors with nothing but the flimsy nylon of the pop-up tent between you and the others.
Soft lips pressed against the back of your head and again on your temple, trailing all the way down to your neck. "They can't see you, we can be quiet, can't we?" Jeno almost pleaded, his hips shifting forward to grind his hard length against your behind.
"I can, you can't-oh…" your teasing halted when his fingers brushed your puckered nipple.
The feeling heightened because of how cold you were. Honestly, if it wouldn't ruin the moment you'd have made a joke about being so cold, you could engrave glass. Your resolve crumbled when Jeno's mouth left quiet, wet kisses along your neck, his index finger and thumb hardening their pinch on your erected nipple.
You felt your heart thundering in your chest, breathing getting shallower the more aroused you became. The flood of heat between your thighs just from Jeno rolling and tugging firmly at your breasts was almost embarrassing.
"You can, can you?" Fuck. You may as well have challenged him.
Jeno lifted his head from your neck, hand leaving your breast in favour of smoothing down your body, making sure to at least grab a handful of your behind before giving it a light smack. The noise was covered by the commotion outside of Haechan laughing at Mark for dropping his marshmallow into the fire.
You didn't protest when your boyfriend rolled you onto your back. You didn't protest when he shoved your shirt up your body and over your head. The sudden change in temperature made you shiver, teeth biting into your lip to prevent them from chattering again. You also didn't protest when his head dipped, lips latching onto your left breast with an almost sated sigh.
Teeth grazed over your sensitive flesh, followed by a wet tongue to soothe the sting. Your legs fell open to allow your boyfriend to settle between them, your hand delving into his short, dark hair. Jeno fought not to make a sound when your nails scratched at his scalp, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head at the sensation.
Jeno had always loved your boobs. He always said he wasn't a boob man until he met you. Oddly, you saw that as a compliment. You never felt insecure about the size of them now… You couldn't when Jeno worships them the way he does. His mouth switched to your right breast now, teeth biting down on the neglected nipple to tug. This was slightly harsher and firmer than the treatment given to the other one – this one made you fight a moan, back arching to follow his mouth as more heat rushed through you.
"Please…" You whispered, begging your boyfriend to put your poor throbbing clit out of its misery. Jeno's teeth let go of your swollen nipple with a quiet pop. You leaned back on your elbows and forearms to watch his next move, reaching out to stop him when he began to crawl down your body. "No, Jen. Please, inside." you pleaded.
The plea had Jeno flashing you the smuggest of grins, his hands settling on the waistband of your pyjama pants. "Are you sure?" The edge of concern lingered in his voice. Jeno knew he was big, and quite often, he would have to work you up to get you ready to take him. You'd never had anyone as big as him before. It took you months to be able to take his full length and girth inside you.
Jeno watched as you nodded almost frantically, your eyes looking beautifully glazed with lust. "I can take it." a strange burst of pride swelled in his chest at the determination in your voice. It made him coo at you softly as he pulled your pyjama pants down your legs.
"Oh, baby, I know you can." he praised, "My Good Girl always takes what I give her… Even if she's a greedy mess" The last word of his degradation was accentuated by a strong palm coming down to lightly smack you over your panties, the sound wet from your arousal.
Your teeth sank further into your lip to stop the whimper caught in your throat. Instead, you watched your boyfriend undress in the darkness of the tent. His shirt came off first, the material nearly getting caught on the silver barbell through his left eyebrow. Next came his pants and boxers. Your breath caught in your throat when his hard cock sprang up to touch his stomach. Jeno's red, swollen, pierced tip almost touching his belly button.
Your mouth fell open in shock. Sure, it'd been a while since you'd seen your boyfriend naked but it never crossed your mind that he had gotten his cock pierced! Had it really been that long?
"Surprise…" Jeno grinned, his hands already working at slipping your panties down your legs.
A palm landed on each knee to spread your legs wide for him. The sight earned you a curse of praise. "fuck…such a pretty swollen clit baby…" he groaned quietly, one hand leaving your knee in favor of lightly circling your swollen bud with his index finger.
The action had you squirming beneath him, quiet whimpers threatening to spill from your mouth. Another smack was landed, directly to your clit. It was accompanied by a warning glare from your boyfriend.
"You said you could be quiet." He stated, his tone almost mocking your earlier words. His fingers toyed with your sopping heat, spreading your arousal. Jeno dipped two fingers into your entrance, gathering some of your mess.
Those same two fingers were soon pressed to your lips, your mouth opening to greedily lap at them. Your eyes fluttered closed as you worked his fingers, your tongue collection your own arousal from them whilst simultaneously covering them with your saliva.
You were so preoccupied with his thick fingers that when the cold metal of his piercing pressed against your entrance, it made you shiver. Jeno shoved his fingers into your mouth deeper, reminding you that you'd stopped sucking. The action made you gag slightly, being unprepared, but soon enough, you were easily back to deepthroating Jeno's fingers.
"Ready baby?" He warned, his voice thick with arousal, raspy almost. His lips spread to a smile when you nodded around his fingers, taking that signal to slowly push into your entrance.
Jeno made a small sound as your velvety walls stretched around him. He wasn't even halfway inside yet, and your walls were hugging so tight around him.
Jeno went slow, the metal ring of his piercing dragging forward over your sensitive spots. It heightened the feeling, your teeth accidentally biting down on Jeno's fingers to keep the sounds at bay.
"Ah!" He winced, pulling them from you, a long line of spit stringing from them. "That wasn't very nice of you, Angel." he scolded, moving the drool-covered digits down to smear the residue over the rest of his cock.
Dark eyes met your own… With the hard look on his face, you knew you were in for it now. Jeno's hands moved, pressing on the backs of your thighs. His hips shifted as he moved over you, the burn of your thigh muscles distracting you from the way you were being stretched out. Jeno held your legs there, and your thighs nearly flush with your torso, your knees by your ears.
Your boyfriend leaned forward, your knees hooking over his shoulders as he slid home, fully sheathed within you. His forehead dropped to your own, hips stilling to let you adjust. You felt full, so deliciously full. The angle he had you at, folded in half like a human pretzel, you felt fuller than ever.
He'd never bent your body to this extent before. You couldn't move anything but your arms and head. Jeno's shoulders and torso keeping you in position. His hand cupped your jaw gently.
"You good?" He murmured in question, lips drifting over your temple. You couldn't think of coherent words, your eyes so glazed they'd put a doughnut to shame. All you managed was a fast nod.
You tried to string together a sentence. Honestly, you did.. but all that went through your brain was how much more full you felt in this position. "Full…" You whined.
Jeno's proud grin widened his hold on your jaw firming, fingers digging into your cheeks until you had no choice but to open your mouth. "You're so good to me, Angel.. taking me so well." He cooed, his hips drawing back only to sink back inside you, deep.
A needy whimper sounded from you, slightly louder than you would have liked. It made Jeno pause, the ruckus outside too chaotic to even register the sound. His thrusts became measured and precise, the pierced tip of his cock pistoning the spot that never fails to drive you crazy. Small sounds continued to escape you, no matter how much you tried to keep them at bay. A grunted curse left your boyfriend, shaking his head as he rose an eyebrow in warning.
"Stick your tongue out." He demanded gently, sucking on his own tongue to create a glob of saliva. You did as asked, watching Jeno stick his own out. You welcomed the line of drool that dripped from his tongue to yours, your cheeks flushing a deeper red at the filthy action. That never stopped you from swallowing what he had to offer.
"Fuck, you're so perfect.." He moaned softly, hand smoothing down your jaw to sit just around your neck, his thrusts gaining speed as you leant into the hold.
"J-Jen!" You cried out, brain fogging over in pleasure. You'd momentarily forgotten where you were, the feeling too intense to keep quiet.
"Thought you could keep quiet, hm?" He taunted, his hand removing from your neck to plunge three fingers into your mouth. He hoped this would keep you quiet. You'd never hear the end of it if your friends heard the both of you like this.
Your breathing was frantic around his fingers, mouth sloppily working the three digits with your tongue. You were a mess of drool, and you weren't going to last much longer. From the way Jeno's neck and chest flushed a pretty pink, neither was he.
He shifted you slightly, pressing your thighs just a bit further back — Your knees were nearly touching your shoulders from the angle, but it felt so good. A pitched gasp around the obstruction in your mouth let him know he had exactly the right angle he was looking for.
Jeno's hips worked harder and faster, each hit home punching the same place over and over. Your walls clenched harder around him, nose huffing around your heavy breathing, your mouth preoccupied.
"I can feel you squeezing me so hard, It's okay, baby. You can come." He cooed through quiet grunts, his movements growing slightly sloppy but still having an effect all the same.
Your thighs shook, body trembling. It's as if the permission was all you were waiting for to explode. Body tensing, hands clutching at Jeno's shoulders, you came. Toes curling and muscles tensing, your nails clawing into the skin of his broad shoulders, making him hiss.
Your climax triggered Jeno's own, grunted curses huffed out as he stilled, spilling into you. Neither of you noticed through your highs just how loud you'd gotten nor the utter silence that filled the makeshift campsite.
His fingers slid from your mouth, hands gently manoeuvring you to a more comfortable position. Jeno Couldn't help but chuckle at your fucked out, flushed expression. His spit covered hand gently tapped your cheek as he dipped toward your lips to claim them.
Your arms immediately wrapped around him, hugging him to you as you both floated down to earth from the climax you'd just had.
It was a blissful silence, soft touches, warm embraces, and gentle words. After a beat of comfortable silence, a voice spoke up from outside the tent.
"Sounded like two bears rubbing their backs on a tre–"
"Chenle!" Jeno dropped his forehead to your collarbone with a defeated groan, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.
Never a moment of silence.
GAME OVER - LEE JENO X READER
GAME OVER
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Pairing: Lee Jeno x Fem! Reader
Theme: Hint at college au! This is the same paring from my fic ‘Quiet’, fluff, smut, hint of angst? Crack maybe?
Synopsis: When your boyfriend invites you over to his place only to ignore you to play games with his friends all evening, you decide to go out and celebrate a mutual friend’s birthday instead. Jeno never minds when you go out to clubs and bars… only when a specific Loverboy doesn’t tend to leave your side all evening.
Warnings: Lots of swearing, Probably over use of many variations of ‘fuck’, Big dick! Jeno, Pierced! Jeno, Possessive!Jeno, A hint of angst?, Jealousy, Jaehyun clearly likes you allot regardless of your boyfriend, He’s kind of a subtle dick?, the reader and Jeno are sort of in an argument, Unprotected sex, Exhibitionism ( They fuck in the restrooms and Jaehyun is outside), fluff at the end, Jeno is a smug little shit, marking, idk what else.
Word count: 2,698
Note: Hey my lovelies, another Jeno fic! I’m going to attempt to have all the NCT fics I write to be in the same universe. So, when Set Me Free is released it will fall in with this fic too even though it’s Intern!Mark. I know I said that last Jeno smut would be the one and only smut i do but honestly when inspiration strikes - you just gotta. I made the dividers and the header on Canva. Feel free to send asks about my fic characters. The spice is very brief in this one, i apologise - I didn’t want the smut to be too detailed. It's still my longest of the three i've published so far. I feel like my 'writing rust' is curing slowly? I apologise for any grammatical errors
Reblogs and feedback are appreciated!
“Are you sure the exit is covered, Mark?” Jeno heard through the device in his ear.
“For the last time, Yes,” Mark grumbled in exasperation, as he scanned the surroundings.
Jeno could only chuckle, observing from his characters spot on a nearby rooftop. His thumb slowly moved the left analog stick to change the camera angle and look around once more. “Chenle, on your left - there’s Hyuc-” He abruptly called out, voice raising with the excitement.
“What? Fucking whe- Shit!” Jeno had to pull one of his earphones out at the enraged screech that followed, Chenle shouting for Renjun to come and revive him.
One game soon turned into two, then three, and now four. And it was as if Jeno had forgotten all about you for the moment. You, who was sprawled out on your back, boredly counting each line of profanity you heard your boyfriend boom down his mic. This wasn’t what you had in mind when Jeno asked you to come over after class. You’d hoped that he would opt out of squad night and spend some alone time with you - seeing as you hadn’t really had much time to yourselves since way before the camping trip last month, and whilst you loved his friends like family there was only so much of their company you could take.
You lazily picked your phone up from the floor, responding to a few messages until you hovered over the most recent one. “Coming out tonight? It’s Xiaojun’s birthday.” Your thumbs hesitated in typing out a reply, chin tilting to glance over at your boyfriend, who showed zero signs of stopping his game. As you stood, your knees and ankles groaned in protest from being sprawled out on the fuzzy rug for hours.
“Jen..” You called out, shoulders slumping when the other didn’t respond. “Jen!” You repeated louder, unable to keep the hint of annoyance from your voice. Jeno jumped, he would never admit it but he almost forgot you were there. He removed an earphone, muting his mic to turn toward you.
“Yes, Baby?” He hummed, raising a pierced brow. He hadn’t caught on to the clear boredom in your expression, nor the dejected tone to your voice as you spoke again.
“I’m gonna head out, Ten invited me out for Xiaojun’s birthday.” You explained, Jeno’s eyes creasing at the corners as he smiled at the mention of the two.
“Make sure Ten don’t go home with Johnny again.” Was all he said, already beginning to turn back to his computer.
You couldn’t believe that was all he said, he didn’t even offer to go with you nor drop you off. You stood there for a moment, left eye almost twitching in anger at the whole situation. You weren’t a clingy girlfriend, you never demanded to be with Jeno all the time. It was quite the opposite actually, but there were times when he acted like this and it got to you. All you wanted was some one on one time..
Deciding to forego the impending argument for tonight, you shuffled closer to him to press a kiss to his forehead so you didn’t disturb his game. “You’re coming back here, right?” he mumbled, not even waiting your answer properly before a harsh “You fuck head, Hyuck!” escaped him.
With a mumbled ‘sure’, you gathered your bag and left him to it.
Jeno hadn’t even realised how he was acting. He still continued gaming with the guys for at least two or three more hours. He stretched his arms above his head on a groan, clicking his spine as he twisted in his chair. “Mark, pick another game. This one’s getting too easy to beat you at.” He snickered smugly.
“You seen Hendery’s story, Jen?” The voice sounded almost devious. As if Jaemin was in on a secret nobody else was.
Instead of answering, his hand swiped up his phone from beside his keyboard and swiftly unlocked it with his thumb. Jeno found Hendery’s profile and tapped on the story. His eyebrows shot up to his hairline. It was you, Xiaojun and Jaehyun. The later, Jeno wasn’t particularly a big fan of… okay that was a massive understatement. Quite frankly, Jeno hated the way the man looked at you. He knew Jaehyun had asked you out a few times, before you and Jeno had gone public, and whilst he knew you turned him down everytime… he also was very much aware of how persistent the older man could be. Not that Jeno didn’t trust you, he trusted you with his life but Jaehyun however? No.
Jeno’s gaze drifted over your frame in the picture, his breath drawing in sharply. “Fuck me…” he cursed. The dress you were wearing had him frozen in place.
A short little black number, ending way too high up your thighs for his liking. Jeno could clearly see from your side pose that it was backless, the halter strings of the dress tied in a perfect bow at the back of your neck. The front? Jeno couldnt even think about the front right now, not when he could clearly see Jaehyun’s eyes were definitely not directed toward the camera lens.
“Bro… you must have done something terrible in your past life.” His friend Donghyuck laughed into his ear. “The dude’s looking at her as if he won a fucking jackpot!”
“Say’s the bitchless one.” Jisung quipped, adding on a rushed defense. “Not that ___’s a bitch, Jeno.”
Jeno could only groan in despair. “What am I meant to do? I don’t even know what club she’s a-”
“Envy. It’s written on the cup, Dumbass.” Jeno glared at his friends icon on the call, then glancing back to the image and sure enough, the black cup in your hand had the club logo printed on the side. “Jeno, you’re designated driver.. And who else.. Mark?”
Mark let out an unsure sound of agreement. “Uh.. yeah, sure. I’m not staying though, got work early in the morning and this internship is kicking my ass. I’ll drop you at the door and pick you up but that’s it.”
Jeno was silently seething, continuing to tap through Hendery’s story as his friends made arrangements. In each one of them, the same guy was always with you. Even when you weren’t in the photograph, Jeno caught sight of you both in the background and with new determination, he shucked off his hoodie to get ready.
You were having a good time. Much better than being ignored by your boyfriend, that’s for sure. Part of you still wished you'd put your foot down and demanded Jeno pay attention to you. He was the one who asked you to go over after all. But, you much preferred dancing with your friends over causing arguments with Jeno.
You were dancing with Ten and Jaehyun when you first spotted the familiar head of black and pink streaked hair. The grinning man approaching the three of you the moment he caught sight.
“Chenle? What are you doing here?” You shouted over the music, eyebrows drawn in confusion.
Honestly, you could probably count on one hand the amount of times you’d seen Chenle make an appearance at a night club. The younger shrugged with faux innocence, his grin broadening as his gaze caught sight of someone over your shoulder.
“Ask him.” He simply stated, with the nudge forward of his head being a signal for you to probably turn around.
From the way the colour drained from Jaehyun’s face, however, you weren’t sure you wanted to. You could physically feel the anger radiating from the person behind you - You were 100% certain who it was. It was solidified when a hard chest pressed against your back, hot breath against your ear.
“Yeah, ____. Ask me.” You’d never experience this Jeno yet. This Jeno was mad, His voice sharp and heavy, the emotion making it slightly husky.
Chenle only grinned wider, shooting you a thumbs up as he coaxed your friends to the bar. You didn’t face your boyfriend yet. Unsure of what you might see, if his voice was anything to go by you’d probably fold in thirty seconds flat. Jeno has a special talent in making you fold. Instead, you crossed your arms over your chest, straightening your shoulders. How dare he come and crash your fun? After he ignored you for so many hours.
“Finally remembered you have a girlfriend then?” Was your snarky reply.
You were so glad you weren’t looking at him, from the way a tense silence followed your words. Honestly, you stupidly thought you’d made him speechless. A smirk tugging at the corners of your glossy lips. The triumph didn’t last for long, the victory slowly fading from your face at the almost sinister chuckle.
“Could say the same about you.” Jeno’s clipped tone bit right back, his strong hands settling on your waist. “Someone should tell Jung fucking Yoon-Oh to get his own girlfriend and stop making googly eyes at mine.” Your boyfriend’s gravelly voice rumbled into your ear.
That made you step forward, Jeno’s hands falling away from your waist before he could tighten his hold to stop you. Your mouth opened to speak but your words got stuck in your throat. There he stood, Pink hair swept back in probably the only style he knows how to do himself, black skinny jeans and a dress shirt with only the bottom few buttons done up to leave it open to the bottom of his sternum. He looked mouth watering. You could feel your resolve crumbling bit by bit.
“He-He didn’t touch me.” You choked out. “He’s just a friend, Jen.”
Your voice didn’t sound like you, it was breathy and low but somehow he heard you. Jeno’s facial features were set in a hard line, stormy with jealousy, the constant flashing lights around you reflecting off his eyebrow piercing. His jaw flexed.
“To you, yes. But to him? Baby, when you showed up here looking like fucking aphrodite in that dress… he probably thought it was his birthday.” He said tautly.
You didn’t have anything to say to that. You couldn’t dispel Jeno’s worries either. Whilst you had definitely noticed how the man in question hadn’t left you alone all night, you’d done nothing to try and put any distance toward you. Your anger at your boyfriend had clouded your judgement - your mind telling you that Jaehyun was just acting as a comforting friend and listening ear. Though with the amount of times he’s still asked you out and the amount of ‘jokes’ he makes hinting at you being ‘too good’ for Jeno, you can’t say you blame your boyfriend for his blatant dislike. In his defense, Jeno had voiced his insecurities surrounding the man many times to you and you knew it was something he was very much bothered about.
At the thought, your anger dissipated like a deflating balloon. If you’d just spoken to Jeno in the first place then you probably wouldn’t be in this situation. The apology died on your lips when both sides of your face was firmly cupped and Jeno leant in. His nose brushing yours as his almost possessive gaze met your startled one.
“Mine. ____ you’re mine.” He spoke through gritted teeth, his statement firm. You didn’t disagree anyway.
“Only yours.” Your instant reply had his shoulder relaxing only slightly.
The tension was thick and neither of you had leant away. It was as if a rubber band had snapped when your lips met, hungry and claiming. Hands all over each other desperate to find purchase.
That was how you found yourself in your current state. Pressed against the locked door to the club restroom with your dress bunched around your waist. Your high heels dug into the backs of Jeno’s thighs as each hard drive forward thudded your back louder against the wood. Jeno couldn't help but admire your smudged lip gloss, the rest of which he was sure to be smeared along his neck, the base of his cock, and his own lips. Eyeliner and mascara streaked further down your cheeks with each pleasured sob.
Jeno’s firm grip on your thighs hoisted you against the door, he made no effort at all to silence your cries and moans. He didn’t want to this time. You were his and right now he really hoped Jaehyun was waiting outside for the restrooms to be unoccupied. With a deep moan of his own, his teeth reattached to your neck. It was as if he thought the bruises he marred your skin with would have faded in the last thirty seconds, his teeth pulling at the skin over them.
“Say it again, Baby. Please.” He uttered breathlessly, delivering a particularly firm thrust.
Your words were incoherent, you may aswell have been babbling total nonsense. This man had filled you to the brim, pounding the same spot over and over enough for you to see stars. An elongated whine left you, fingernails gripping at Jeno’s back underneath his shirt. Your thighs shook in his hands.
“Yours. Jen-no! Always… Always yours.” You cried out, almost letting out a scream when he tilted your hips for the right angle.
“Oh god… oh g-god!” Your sobs were like music to his ears, your pleas and praises fuelling his speed.
Jeno lifted his head, sweat beading his brow as he kissed away your tears. His chest was flushed red from exertion. You tried to hold on longer, you really did but your orgasm crashed down on you almost abruptly, dragging a filthy, loud, wanton moan of his name from your throat.
“Shit…” Jeno swore as you clamped down around him almost in a death grip, prompting his own release.
You felt like your whole body was twitching in the aftershocks. You almost flinched at the sensitivity of Jeno’s piercing dragging against your sensitive parts as he slowly pulled out. The both of you were panting heavily like you’d run a London marathon. You made no effort to move and clean up yet, opting to draw Jeno’s torso into your body in a tight embrace.
“I’m sorry for playing on your insecurities.” You admitted sheepishly into his ear. “I was just so annoyed.”
A soft hum in reply was heard, the sound still lightly vibrating his chest. “Why were you annoyed?”
“You invited me over to just ignore me for hours. I just wanted some quality time with you.” Your confession had Jeno’s mind clicking everything into place.
“Oh… I didn’t think of it like that. ____ I just always want you around. I hate it when you go back to your apartment.” He lifted his head from where it was nuzzled comfortably against your marked chest.
Your tongue darted out to nervously wet your lips, your right shoulder lazily lifting in thought. “Okay…” You started off, slowly. “Then… What if I didn’t?” You offered tentatively.
Jeno didn’t say anything as he processed your words, his lips pulling into the first smile he had directed at you all evening. “Then… I’d clear out half of the closet space for you… maybe get you a key cut.”
“I’d like that.” His smile was contagious as hell, the corners of your mouth pulling up into an expression to match his own.
Jeno quickly cleaned you both up after that with a mutual agreement that you should both go home and shower. His large hand wrapped tightly in your own. You both looked a disheveled mess, your panda eyes and his wrinkled shirt and messy hair. However, you’d made yourselves presentable enough to make it to the car. His free hand twisted the lock on the door, pulling it open to the stunned faces of your friends. None of them said anything but judging from the smirks and snickers, you’d surely get drilled in the group chat later.
One face stuck out to Jeno amongst them all. The one closest to the door. The number one cause for his possessive streak this evening and whilst you were off saying goodbye to your friends, Jeno leaned in slightly for only Jaehyun to hear him.
“Game Over, Loverboy.”
GIVE 'EM HELL KID
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Lyrics are 'Give 'em hell kid' by My Chemical Romance from the album Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge
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GIVE 'EM HELL KID
TEMPLATE
PSD
Lyrics are 'Give 'em hell kid' by My Chemical Romance from the album Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge
edited by acescavern
Quiet ( Lee Jeno x Fem!Reader )
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Paring: Lee Jeno x Fem!Reader
Genre: smut (MINORS DNI), fluff, pure filth, smidge of humour, Non-Idol!AU
Warnings: I've never written smut before so feedback is much appreciated, Boob worship, Pierced!Jeno ( eyebrow and 🍆), that one Jeno hair style with the undercut and the raven hair, Big dick Jeno, They fuck in a tent, degradation, praise, pussy slapping, Jeno folds the reader in half like a pretzel, finger sucking, light biting, unprotected sex ( booo! wrap before you tap), He spits in her mouth, exhibitionism, a hint of dumbification? reader gets cock drunk basically, he makes her taste herself, his hand is around the readers neck but he doesn't apply pressure, dare I say: softdom!Jeno?
Blurb: When the night gets cold whilst camping with your friends, Jeno knows a great way to warm up or It's fucking in-tents
Word count: 2,329
Note: Hey, Ace here. You've been graced by my 3rd fic in a week. I say i've never written smut before, not technically. any feedback is welcome! or to just let me know if you liked the fic! My asks are open! I would like to say that I take requests, but I honestly think that would only be possible if I get inspiration from the request. I also work full time, and I'm filling in for my manager AND the second in line at the same time next week, so you may not have many fics until after. This hasn't been grammatically checked or anything. Just read over once by me. If I've missed any warnings, let me know.
You loved camping with your boyfriend and his friends. Being in the fresh outdoors near the lake, sharing stories by the campfire. You loved the quality time with your friends.
What you didn't love was how cold it got at night, by the water. It wouldn't be surprising if the rest of your friend group heard your teeth chattering over their boisterous laughter. Jeno had insisted on unzipping both of your sleeping bags to join the zips together as a cover after being in your respective sleeping bags the night before.
Jeno didn't like that he felt like a worm, constantly wriggling to stay close to you. Even going as far as to ask you what you would do if he turned into a worm overnight.
Now, usually your boyfriend is like a furnace. If only he didn't sling his best friend, Jaemin, over his shoulder to jump in the lake just before coming to the tent to sleep. Jeno hadn't even dried his hair, his whole body a cool temperature.
After a while of lying there, your whole body trembling in shivers, an ice-cold hand drifted its fingers up the length of your spine under the oversized shirt you wore. A sharp inhale of surprise left you, a small sound accompanying the noise.
"Jen, you're cold.." You whisper-whined at the male behind you, arching your body away from him.
"Shh, I'll warm up soon." He dismissed, certainty in his tone as if he had other plans.
Jeno's fleeting, cool touches slid around to the expanse of your stomach where his fingers teased feather light touches. The touch almost made you squirm against his chest, where he had pressed his hard, toned torso against you.
"Really, Jen? Right now? … everyone's still outside.." You turned your head to look at him in disbelief. Sure, you two had sex when his housemates were still home, but this is different. You felt a lot more exposed in the outdoors with nothing but the flimsy nylon of the pop-up tent between you and the others.
Soft lips pressed against the back of your head and again on your temple, trailing all the way down to your neck. "They can't see you, we can be quiet, can't we?" Jeno almost pleaded, his hips shifting forward to grind his hard length against your behind.
"I can, you can't-oh…" your teasing halted when his fingers brushed your puckered nipple.
The feeling heightened because of how cold you were. Honestly, if it wouldn't ruin the moment you'd have made a joke about being so cold, you could engrave glass. Your resolve crumbled when Jeno's mouth left quiet, wet kisses along your neck, his index finger and thumb hardening their pinch on your erected nipple.
You felt your heart thundering in your chest, breathing getting shallower the more aroused you became. The flood of heat between your thighs just from Jeno rolling and tugging firmly at your breasts was almost embarrassing.
"You can, can you?" Fuck. You may as well have challenged him.
Jeno lifted his head from your neck, hand leaving your breast in favour of smoothing down your body, making sure to at least grab a handful of your behind before giving it a light smack. The noise was covered by the commotion outside of Haechan laughing at Mark for dropping his marshmallow into the fire.
You didn't protest when your boyfriend rolled you onto your back. You didn't protest when he shoved your shirt up your body and over your head. The sudden change in temperature made you shiver, teeth biting into your lip to prevent them from chattering again. You also didn't protest when his head dipped, lips latching onto your left breast with an almost sated sigh.
Teeth grazed over your sensitive flesh, followed by a wet tongue to soothe the sting. Your legs fell open to allow your boyfriend to settle between them, your hand delving into his short, dark hair. Jeno fought not to make a sound when your nails scratched at his scalp, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head at the sensation.
Jeno had always loved your boobs. He always said he wasn't a boob man until he met you. Oddly, you saw that as a compliment. You never felt insecure about the size of them now… You couldn't when Jeno worships them the way he does. His mouth switched to your right breast now, teeth biting down on the neglected nipple to tug. This was slightly harsher and firmer than the treatment given to the other one – this one made you fight a moan, back arching to follow his mouth as more heat rushed through you.
"Please…" You whispered, begging your boyfriend to put your poor throbbing clit out of its misery. Jeno's teeth let go of your swollen nipple with a quiet pop. You leaned back on your elbows and forearms to watch his next move, reaching out to stop him when he began to crawl down your body. "No, Jen. Please, inside." you pleaded.
The plea had Jeno flashing you the smuggest of grins, his hands settling on the waistband of your pyjama pants. "Are you sure?" The edge of concern lingered in his voice. Jeno knew he was big, and quite often, he would have to work you up to get you ready to take him. You'd never had anyone as big as him before. It took you months to be able to take his full length and girth inside you.
Jeno watched as you nodded almost frantically, your eyes looking beautifully glazed with lust. "I can take it." a strange burst of pride swelled in his chest at the determination in your voice. It made him coo at you softly as he pulled your pyjama pants down your legs.
"Oh, baby, I know you can." he praised, "My Good Girl always takes what I give her… Even if she's a greedy mess" The last word of his degradation was accentuated by a strong palm coming down to lightly smack you over your panties, the sound wet from your arousal.
Your teeth sank further into your lip to stop the whimper caught in your throat. Instead, you watched your boyfriend undress in the darkness of the tent. His shirt came off first, the material nearly getting caught on the silver barbell through his left eyebrow. Next came his pants and boxers. Your breath caught in your throat when his hard cock sprang up to touch his stomach. Jeno's red, swollen, pierced tip almost touching his belly button.
Your mouth fell open in shock. Sure, it'd been a while since you'd seen your boyfriend naked but it never crossed your mind that he had gotten his cock pierced! Had it really been that long?
"Surprise…" Jeno grinned, his hands already working at slipping your panties down your legs.
A palm landed on each knee to spread your legs wide for him. The sight earned you a curse of praise. "fuck…such a pretty swollen clit baby…" he groaned quietly, one hand leaving your knee in favor of lightly circling your swollen bud with his index finger.
The action had you squirming beneath him, quiet whimpers threatening to spill from your mouth. Another smack was landed, directly to your clit. It was accompanied by a warning glare from your boyfriend.
"You said you could be quiet." He stated, his tone almost mocking your earlier words. His fingers toyed with your sopping heat, spreading your arousal. Jeno dipped two fingers into your entrance, gathering some of your mess.
Those same two fingers were soon pressed to your lips, your mouth opening to greedily lap at them. Your eyes fluttered closed as you worked his fingers, your tongue collection your own arousal from them whilst simultaneously covering them with your saliva.
You were so preoccupied with his thick fingers that when the cold metal of his piercing pressed against your entrance, it made you shiver. Jeno shoved his fingers into your mouth deeper, reminding you that you'd stopped sucking. The action made you gag slightly, being unprepared, but soon enough, you were easily back to deepthroating Jeno's fingers.
"Ready baby?" He warned, his voice thick with arousal, raspy almost. His lips spread to a smile when you nodded around his fingers, taking that signal to slowly push into your entrance.
Jeno made a small sound as your velvety walls stretched around him. He wasn't even halfway inside yet, and your walls were hugging so tight around him.
Jeno went slow, the metal ring of his piercing dragging forward over your sensitive spots. It heightened the feeling, your teeth accidentally biting down on Jeno's fingers to keep the sounds at bay.
"Ah!" He winced, pulling them from you, a long line of spit stringing from them. "That wasn't very nice of you, Angel." he scolded, moving the drool-covered digits down to smear the residue over the rest of his cock.
Dark eyes met your own… With the hard look on his face, you knew you were in for it now. Jeno's hands moved, pressing on the backs of your thighs. His hips shifted as he moved over you, the burn of your thigh muscles distracting you from the way you were being stretched out. Jeno held your legs there, and your thighs nearly flush with your torso, your knees by your ears.
Your boyfriend leaned forward, your knees hooking over his shoulders as he slid home, fully sheathed within you. His forehead dropped to your own, hips stilling to let you adjust. You felt full, so deliciously full. The angle he had you at, folded in half like a human pretzel, you felt fuller than ever.
He'd never bent your body to this extent before. You couldn't move anything but your arms and head. Jeno's shoulders and torso keeping you in position. His hand cupped your jaw gently.
"You good?" He murmured in question, lips drifting over your temple. You couldn't think of coherent words, your eyes so glazed they'd put a doughnut to shame. All you managed was a fast nod.
You tried to string together a sentence. Honestly, you did.. but all that went through your brain was how much more full you felt in this position. "Full…" You whined.
Jeno's proud grin widened his hold on your jaw firming, fingers digging into your cheeks until you had no choice but to open your mouth. "You're so good to me, Angel.. taking me so well." He cooed, his hips drawing back only to sink back inside you, deep.
A needy whimper sounded from you, slightly louder than you would have liked. It made Jeno pause, the ruckus outside too chaotic to even register the sound. His thrusts became measured and precise, the pierced tip of his cock pistoning the spot that never fails to drive you crazy. Small sounds continued to escape you, no matter how much you tried to keep them at bay. A grunted curse left your boyfriend, shaking his head as he rose an eyebrow in warning.
"Stick your tongue out." He demanded gently, sucking on his own tongue to create a glob of saliva. You did as asked, watching Jeno stick his own out. You welcomed the line of drool that dripped from his tongue to yours, your cheeks flushing a deeper red at the filthy action. That never stopped you from swallowing what he had to offer.
"Fuck, you're so perfect.." He moaned softly, hand smoothing down your jaw to sit just around your neck, his thrusts gaining speed as you leant into the hold.
"J-Jen!" You cried out, brain fogging over in pleasure. You'd momentarily forgotten where you were, the feeling too intense to keep quiet.
"Thought you could keep quiet, hm?" He taunted, his hand removing from your neck to plunge three fingers into your mouth. He hoped this would keep you quiet. You'd never hear the end of it if your friends heard the both of you like this.
Your breathing was frantic around his fingers, mouth sloppily working the three digits with your tongue. You were a mess of drool, and you weren't going to last much longer. From the way Jeno's neck and chest flushed a pretty pink, neither was he.
He shifted you slightly, pressing your thighs just a bit further back — Your knees were nearly touching your shoulders from the angle, but it felt so good. A pitched gasp around the obstruction in your mouth let him know he had exactly the right angle he was looking for.
Jeno's hips worked harder and faster, each hit home punching the same place over and over. Your walls clenched harder around him, nose huffing around your heavy breathing, your mouth preoccupied.
"I can feel you squeezing me so hard, It's okay, baby. You can come." He cooed through quiet grunts, his movements growing slightly sloppy but still having an effect all the same.
Your thighs shook, body trembling. It's as if the permission was all you were waiting for to explode. Body tensing, hands clutching at Jeno's shoulders, you came. Toes curling and muscles tensing, your nails clawing into the skin of his broad shoulders, making him hiss.
Your climax triggered Jeno's own, grunted curses huffed out as he stilled, spilling into you. Neither of you noticed through your highs just how loud you'd gotten nor the utter silence that filled the makeshift campsite.
His fingers slid from your mouth, hands gently manoeuvring you to a more comfortable position. Jeno Couldn't help but chuckle at your fucked out, flushed expression. His spit covered hand gently tapped your cheek as he dipped toward your lips to claim them.
Your arms immediately wrapped around him, hugging him to you as you both floated down to earth from the climax you'd just had.
It was a blissful silence, soft touches, warm embraces, and gentle words. After a beat of comfortable silence, a voice spoke up from outside the tent.
"Sounded like two bears rubbing their backs on a tre–"
"Chenle!" Jeno dropped his forehead to your collarbone with a defeated groan, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.
Never a moment of silence.
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GAME OVER - LEE JENO X READER
GAME OVER
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Pairing: Lee Jeno x Fem! Reader
Theme: Hint at college au! This is the same paring from my fic ‘Quiet’, fluff, smut, hint of angst? Crack maybe?
Synopsis: When your boyfriend invites you over to his place only to ignore you to play games with his friends all evening, you decide to go out and celebrate a mutual friend’s birthday instead. Jeno never minds when you go out to clubs and bars… only when a specific Loverboy doesn’t tend to leave your side all evening.
Warnings: Lots of swearing, Probably over use of many variations of ‘fuck’, Big dick! Jeno, Pierced! Jeno, Possessive!Jeno, A hint of angst?, Jealousy, Jaehyun clearly likes you allot regardless of your boyfriend, He’s kind of a subtle dick?, the reader and Jeno are sort of in an argument, Unprotected sex, Exhibitionism ( They fuck in the restrooms and Jaehyun is outside), fluff at the end, Jeno is a smug little shit, marking, idk what else.
Word count: 2,698
Note: Hey my lovelies, another Jeno fic! I’m going to attempt to have all the NCT fics I write to be in the same universe. So, when Set Me Free is released it will fall in with this fic too even though it’s Intern!Mark. I know I said that last Jeno smut would be the one and only smut i do but honestly when inspiration strikes - you just gotta. I made the dividers and the header on Canva. Feel free to send asks about my fic characters. The spice is very brief in this one, i apologise - I didn’t want the smut to be too detailed. It's still my longest of the three i've published so far. I feel like my 'writing rust' is curing slowly? I apologise for any grammatical errors
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“Are you sure the exit is covered, Mark?” Jeno heard through the device in his ear.
“For the last time, Yes,” Mark grumbled in exasperation, as he scanned the surroundings.
Jeno could only chuckle, observing from his characters spot on a nearby rooftop. His thumb slowly moved the left analog stick to change the camera angle and look around once more. “Chenle, on your left - there’s Hyuc-” He abruptly called out, voice raising with the excitement.
“What? Fucking whe- Shit!” Jeno had to pull one of his earphones out at the enraged screech that followed, Chenle shouting for Renjun to come and revive him.
One game soon turned into two, then three, and now four. And it was as if Jeno had forgotten all about you for the moment. You, who was sprawled out on your back, boredly counting each line of profanity you heard your boyfriend boom down his mic. This wasn’t what you had in mind when Jeno asked you to come over after class. You’d hoped that he would opt out of squad night and spend some alone time with you - seeing as you hadn’t really had much time to yourselves since way before the camping trip last month, and whilst you loved his friends like family there was only so much of their company you could take.
You lazily picked your phone up from the floor, responding to a few messages until you hovered over the most recent one. “Coming out tonight? It’s Xiaojun’s birthday.” Your thumbs hesitated in typing out a reply, chin tilting to glance over at your boyfriend, who showed zero signs of stopping his game. As you stood, your knees and ankles groaned in protest from being sprawled out on the fuzzy rug for hours.
“Jen..” You called out, shoulders slumping when the other didn’t respond. “Jen!” You repeated louder, unable to keep the hint of annoyance from your voice. Jeno jumped, he would never admit it but he almost forgot you were there. He removed an earphone, muting his mic to turn toward you.
“Yes, Baby?” He hummed, raising a pierced brow. He hadn’t caught on to the clear boredom in your expression, nor the dejected tone to your voice as you spoke again.
“I’m gonna head out, Ten invited me out for Xiaojun’s birthday.” You explained, Jeno’s eyes creasing at the corners as he smiled at the mention of the two.
“Make sure Ten don’t go home with Johnny again.” Was all he said, already beginning to turn back to his computer.
You couldn’t believe that was all he said, he didn’t even offer to go with you nor drop you off. You stood there for a moment, left eye almost twitching in anger at the whole situation. You weren’t a clingy girlfriend, you never demanded to be with Jeno all the time. It was quite the opposite actually, but there were times when he acted like this and it got to you. All you wanted was some one on one time..
Deciding to forego the impending argument for tonight, you shuffled closer to him to press a kiss to his forehead so you didn’t disturb his game. “You’re coming back here, right?” he mumbled, not even waiting your answer properly before a harsh “You fuck head, Hyuck!” escaped him.
With a mumbled ‘sure’, you gathered your bag and left him to it.
Jeno hadn’t even realised how he was acting. He still continued gaming with the guys for at least two or three more hours. He stretched his arms above his head on a groan, clicking his spine as he twisted in his chair. “Mark, pick another game. This one’s getting too easy to beat you at.” He snickered smugly.
“You seen Hendery’s story, Jen?” The voice sounded almost devious. As if Jaemin was in on a secret nobody else was.
Instead of answering, his hand swiped up his phone from beside his keyboard and swiftly unlocked it with his thumb. Jeno found Hendery’s profile and tapped on the story. His eyebrows shot up to his hairline. It was you, Xiaojun and Jaehyun. The later, Jeno wasn’t particularly a big fan of… okay that was a massive understatement. Quite frankly, Jeno hated the way the man looked at you. He knew Jaehyun had asked you out a few times, before you and Jeno had gone public, and whilst he knew you turned him down everytime… he also was very much aware of how persistent the older man could be. Not that Jeno didn’t trust you, he trusted you with his life but Jaehyun however? No.
Jeno’s gaze drifted over your frame in the picture, his breath drawing in sharply. “Fuck me…” he cursed. The dress you were wearing had him frozen in place.
A short little black number, ending way too high up your thighs for his liking. Jeno could clearly see from your side pose that it was backless, the halter strings of the dress tied in a perfect bow at the back of your neck. The front? Jeno couldnt even think about the front right now, not when he could clearly see Jaehyun’s eyes were definitely not directed toward the camera lens.
“Bro… you must have done something terrible in your past life.” His friend Donghyuck laughed into his ear. “The dude’s looking at her as if he won a fucking jackpot!”
“Say’s the bitchless one.” Jisung quipped, adding on a rushed defense. “Not that ___’s a bitch, Jeno.”
Jeno could only groan in despair. “What am I meant to do? I don’t even know what club she’s a-”
“Envy. It’s written on the cup, Dumbass.” Jeno glared at his friends icon on the call, then glancing back to the image and sure enough, the black cup in your hand had the club logo printed on the side. “Jeno, you’re designated driver.. And who else.. Mark?”
Mark let out an unsure sound of agreement. “Uh.. yeah, sure. I’m not staying though, got work early in the morning and this internship is kicking my ass. I’ll drop you at the door and pick you up but that’s it.”
Jeno was silently seething, continuing to tap through Hendery’s story as his friends made arrangements. In each one of them, the same guy was always with you. Even when you weren’t in the photograph, Jeno caught sight of you both in the background and with new determination, he shucked off his hoodie to get ready.
You were having a good time. Much better than being ignored by your boyfriend, that’s for sure. Part of you still wished you'd put your foot down and demanded Jeno pay attention to you. He was the one who asked you to go over after all. But, you much preferred dancing with your friends over causing arguments with Jeno.
You were dancing with Ten and Jaehyun when you first spotted the familiar head of black and pink streaked hair. The grinning man approaching the three of you the moment he caught sight.
“Chenle? What are you doing here?” You shouted over the music, eyebrows drawn in confusion.
Honestly, you could probably count on one hand the amount of times you’d seen Chenle make an appearance at a night club. The younger shrugged with faux innocence, his grin broadening as his gaze caught sight of someone over your shoulder.
“Ask him.” He simply stated, with the nudge forward of his head being a signal for you to probably turn around.
From the way the colour drained from Jaehyun’s face, however, you weren’t sure you wanted to. You could physically feel the anger radiating from the person behind you - You were 100% certain who it was. It was solidified when a hard chest pressed against your back, hot breath against your ear.
“Yeah, ____. Ask me.” You’d never experience this Jeno yet. This Jeno was mad, His voice sharp and heavy, the emotion making it slightly husky.
Chenle only grinned wider, shooting you a thumbs up as he coaxed your friends to the bar. You didn’t face your boyfriend yet. Unsure of what you might see, if his voice was anything to go by you’d probably fold in thirty seconds flat. Jeno has a special talent in making you fold. Instead, you crossed your arms over your chest, straightening your shoulders. How dare he come and crash your fun? After he ignored you for so many hours.
“Finally remembered you have a girlfriend then?” Was your snarky reply.
You were so glad you weren’t looking at him, from the way a tense silence followed your words. Honestly, you stupidly thought you’d made him speechless. A smirk tugging at the corners of your glossy lips. The triumph didn’t last for long, the victory slowly fading from your face at the almost sinister chuckle.
“Could say the same about you.” Jeno’s clipped tone bit right back, his strong hands settling on your waist. “Someone should tell Jung fucking Yoon-Oh to get his own girlfriend and stop making googly eyes at mine.” Your boyfriend’s gravelly voice rumbled into your ear.
That made you step forward, Jeno’s hands falling away from your waist before he could tighten his hold to stop you. Your mouth opened to speak but your words got stuck in your throat. There he stood, Pink hair swept back in probably the only style he knows how to do himself, black skinny jeans and a dress shirt with only the bottom few buttons done up to leave it open to the bottom of his sternum. He looked mouth watering. You could feel your resolve crumbling bit by bit.
“He-He didn’t touch me.” You choked out. “He’s just a friend, Jen.”
Your voice didn’t sound like you, it was breathy and low but somehow he heard you. Jeno’s facial features were set in a hard line, stormy with jealousy, the constant flashing lights around you reflecting off his eyebrow piercing. His jaw flexed.
“To you, yes. But to him? Baby, when you showed up here looking like fucking aphrodite in that dress… he probably thought it was his birthday.” He said tautly.
You didn’t have anything to say to that. You couldn’t dispel Jeno’s worries either. Whilst you had definitely noticed how the man in question hadn’t left you alone all night, you’d done nothing to try and put any distance toward you. Your anger at your boyfriend had clouded your judgement - your mind telling you that Jaehyun was just acting as a comforting friend and listening ear. Though with the amount of times he’s still asked you out and the amount of ‘jokes’ he makes hinting at you being ‘too good’ for Jeno, you can’t say you blame your boyfriend for his blatant dislike. In his defense, Jeno had voiced his insecurities surrounding the man many times to you and you knew it was something he was very much bothered about.
At the thought, your anger dissipated like a deflating balloon. If you’d just spoken to Jeno in the first place then you probably wouldn’t be in this situation. The apology died on your lips when both sides of your face was firmly cupped and Jeno leant in. His nose brushing yours as his almost possessive gaze met your startled one.
“Mine. ____ you’re mine.” He spoke through gritted teeth, his statement firm. You didn’t disagree anyway.
“Only yours.” Your instant reply had his shoulder relaxing only slightly.
The tension was thick and neither of you had leant away. It was as if a rubber band had snapped when your lips met, hungry and claiming. Hands all over each other desperate to find purchase.
That was how you found yourself in your current state. Pressed against the locked door to the club restroom with your dress bunched around your waist. Your high heels dug into the backs of Jeno’s thighs as each hard drive forward thudded your back louder against the wood. Jeno couldn't help but admire your smudged lip gloss, the rest of which he was sure to be smeared along his neck, the base of his cock, and his own lips. Eyeliner and mascara streaked further down your cheeks with each pleasured sob.
Jeno’s firm grip on your thighs hoisted you against the door, he made no effort at all to silence your cries and moans. He didn’t want to this time. You were his and right now he really hoped Jaehyun was waiting outside for the restrooms to be unoccupied. With a deep moan of his own, his teeth reattached to your neck. It was as if he thought the bruises he marred your skin with would have faded in the last thirty seconds, his teeth pulling at the skin over them.
“Say it again, Baby. Please.” He uttered breathlessly, delivering a particularly firm thrust.
Your words were incoherent, you may aswell have been babbling total nonsense. This man had filled you to the brim, pounding the same spot over and over enough for you to see stars. An elongated whine left you, fingernails gripping at Jeno’s back underneath his shirt. Your thighs shook in his hands.
“Yours. Jen-no! Always… Always yours.” You cried out, almost letting out a scream when he tilted your hips for the right angle.
“Oh god… oh g-god!” Your sobs were like music to his ears, your pleas and praises fuelling his speed.
Jeno lifted his head, sweat beading his brow as he kissed away your tears. His chest was flushed red from exertion. You tried to hold on longer, you really did but your orgasm crashed down on you almost abruptly, dragging a filthy, loud, wanton moan of his name from your throat.
“Shit…” Jeno swore as you clamped down around him almost in a death grip, prompting his own release.
You felt like your whole body was twitching in the aftershocks. You almost flinched at the sensitivity of Jeno’s piercing dragging against your sensitive parts as he slowly pulled out. The both of you were panting heavily like you’d run a London marathon. You made no effort to move and clean up yet, opting to draw Jeno’s torso into your body in a tight embrace.
“I’m sorry for playing on your insecurities.” You admitted sheepishly into his ear. “I was just so annoyed.”
A soft hum in reply was heard, the sound still lightly vibrating his chest. “Why were you annoyed?”
“You invited me over to just ignore me for hours. I just wanted some quality time with you.” Your confession had Jeno’s mind clicking everything into place.
“Oh… I didn’t think of it like that. ____ I just always want you around. I hate it when you go back to your apartment.” He lifted his head from where it was nuzzled comfortably against your marked chest.
Your tongue darted out to nervously wet your lips, your right shoulder lazily lifting in thought. “Okay…” You started off, slowly. “Then… What if I didn’t?” You offered tentatively.
Jeno didn’t say anything as he processed your words, his lips pulling into the first smile he had directed at you all evening. “Then… I’d clear out half of the closet space for you… maybe get you a key cut.”
“I’d like that.” His smile was contagious as hell, the corners of your mouth pulling up into an expression to match his own.
Jeno quickly cleaned you both up after that with a mutual agreement that you should both go home and shower. His large hand wrapped tightly in your own. You both looked a disheveled mess, your panda eyes and his wrinkled shirt and messy hair. However, you’d made yourselves presentable enough to make it to the car. His free hand twisted the lock on the door, pulling it open to the stunned faces of your friends. None of them said anything but judging from the smirks and snickers, you’d surely get drilled in the group chat later.
One face stuck out to Jeno amongst them all. The one closest to the door. The number one cause for his possessive streak this evening and whilst you were off saying goodbye to your friends, Jeno leaned in slightly for only Jaehyun to hear him.
“Game Over, Loverboy.”
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Quiet ( Lee Jeno x Fem!Reader )
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Paring: Lee Jeno x Fem!Reader
Genre: smut (MINORS DNI), fluff, pure filth, smidge of humour, Non-Idol!AU
Warnings: I've never written smut before so feedback is much appreciated, Boob worship, Pierced!Jeno ( eyebrow and 🍆), that one Jeno hair style with the undercut and the raven hair, Big dick Jeno, They fuck in a tent, degradation, praise, pussy slapping, Jeno folds the reader in half like a pretzel, finger sucking, light biting, unprotected sex ( booo! wrap before you tap), He spits in her mouth, exhibitionism, a hint of dumbification? reader gets cock drunk basically, he makes her taste herself, his hand is around the readers neck but he doesn't apply pressure, dare I say: softdom!Jeno?
Blurb: When the night gets cold whilst camping with your friends, Jeno knows a great way to warm up or It's fucking in-tents
Word count: 2,329
Note: Hey, Ace here. You've been graced by my 3rd fic in a week. I say i've never written smut before, not technically. any feedback is welcome! or to just let me know if you liked the fic! My asks are open! I would like to say that I take requests, but I honestly think that would only be possible if I get inspiration from the request. I also work full time, and I'm filling in for my manager AND the second in line at the same time next week, so you may not have many fics until after. This hasn't been grammatically checked or anything. Just read over once by me. If I've missed any warnings, let me know.
You loved camping with your boyfriend and his friends. Being in the fresh outdoors near the lake, sharing stories by the campfire. You loved the quality time with your friends.
What you didn't love was how cold it got at night, by the water. It wouldn't be surprising if the rest of your friend group heard your teeth chattering over their boisterous laughter. Jeno had insisted on unzipping both of your sleeping bags to join the zips together as a cover after being in your respective sleeping bags the night before.
Jeno didn't like that he felt like a worm, constantly wriggling to stay close to you. Even going as far as to ask you what you would do if he turned into a worm overnight.
Now, usually your boyfriend is like a furnace. If only he didn't sling his best friend, Jaemin, over his shoulder to jump in the lake just before coming to the tent to sleep. Jeno hadn't even dried his hair, his whole body a cool temperature.
After a while of lying there, your whole body trembling in shivers, an ice-cold hand drifted its fingers up the length of your spine under the oversized shirt you wore. A sharp inhale of surprise left you, a small sound accompanying the noise.
"Jen, you're cold.." You whisper-whined at the male behind you, arching your body away from him.
"Shh, I'll warm up soon." He dismissed, certainty in his tone as if he had other plans.
Jeno's fleeting, cool touches slid around to the expanse of your stomach where his fingers teased feather light touches. The touch almost made you squirm against his chest, where he had pressed his hard, toned torso against you.
"Really, Jen? Right now? … everyone's still outside.." You turned your head to look at him in disbelief. Sure, you two had sex when his housemates were still home, but this is different. You felt a lot more exposed in the outdoors with nothing but the flimsy nylon of the pop-up tent between you and the others.
Soft lips pressed against the back of your head and again on your temple, trailing all the way down to your neck. "They can't see you, we can be quiet, can't we?" Jeno almost pleaded, his hips shifting forward to grind his hard length against your behind.
"I can, you can't-oh…" your teasing halted when his fingers brushed your puckered nipple.
The feeling heightened because of how cold you were. Honestly, if it wouldn't ruin the moment you'd have made a joke about being so cold, you could engrave glass. Your resolve crumbled when Jeno's mouth left quiet, wet kisses along your neck, his index finger and thumb hardening their pinch on your erected nipple.
You felt your heart thundering in your chest, breathing getting shallower the more aroused you became. The flood of heat between your thighs just from Jeno rolling and tugging firmly at your breasts was almost embarrassing.
"You can, can you?" Fuck. You may as well have challenged him.
Jeno lifted his head from your neck, hand leaving your breast in favour of smoothing down your body, making sure to at least grab a handful of your behind before giving it a light smack. The noise was covered by the commotion outside of Haechan laughing at Mark for dropping his marshmallow into the fire.
You didn't protest when your boyfriend rolled you onto your back. You didn't protest when he shoved your shirt up your body and over your head. The sudden change in temperature made you shiver, teeth biting into your lip to prevent them from chattering again. You also didn't protest when his head dipped, lips latching onto your left breast with an almost sated sigh.
Teeth grazed over your sensitive flesh, followed by a wet tongue to soothe the sting. Your legs fell open to allow your boyfriend to settle between them, your hand delving into his short, dark hair. Jeno fought not to make a sound when your nails scratched at his scalp, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head at the sensation.
Jeno had always loved your boobs. He always said he wasn't a boob man until he met you. Oddly, you saw that as a compliment. You never felt insecure about the size of them now… You couldn't when Jeno worships them the way he does. His mouth switched to your right breast now, teeth biting down on the neglected nipple to tug. This was slightly harsher and firmer than the treatment given to the other one – this one made you fight a moan, back arching to follow his mouth as more heat rushed through you.
"Please…" You whispered, begging your boyfriend to put your poor throbbing clit out of its misery. Jeno's teeth let go of your swollen nipple with a quiet pop. You leaned back on your elbows and forearms to watch his next move, reaching out to stop him when he began to crawl down your body. "No, Jen. Please, inside." you pleaded.
The plea had Jeno flashing you the smuggest of grins, his hands settling on the waistband of your pyjama pants. "Are you sure?" The edge of concern lingered in his voice. Jeno knew he was big, and quite often, he would have to work you up to get you ready to take him. You'd never had anyone as big as him before. It took you months to be able to take his full length and girth inside you.
Jeno watched as you nodded almost frantically, your eyes looking beautifully glazed with lust. "I can take it." a strange burst of pride swelled in his chest at the determination in your voice. It made him coo at you softly as he pulled your pyjama pants down your legs.
"Oh, baby, I know you can." he praised, "My Good Girl always takes what I give her… Even if she's a greedy mess" The last word of his degradation was accentuated by a strong palm coming down to lightly smack you over your panties, the sound wet from your arousal.
Your teeth sank further into your lip to stop the whimper caught in your throat. Instead, you watched your boyfriend undress in the darkness of the tent. His shirt came off first, the material nearly getting caught on the silver barbell through his left eyebrow. Next came his pants and boxers. Your breath caught in your throat when his hard cock sprang up to touch his stomach. Jeno's red, swollen, pierced tip almost touching his belly button.
Your mouth fell open in shock. Sure, it'd been a while since you'd seen your boyfriend naked but it never crossed your mind that he had gotten his cock pierced! Had it really been that long?
"Surprise…" Jeno grinned, his hands already working at slipping your panties down your legs.
A palm landed on each knee to spread your legs wide for him. The sight earned you a curse of praise. "fuck…such a pretty swollen clit baby…" he groaned quietly, one hand leaving your knee in favor of lightly circling your swollen bud with his index finger.
The action had you squirming beneath him, quiet whimpers threatening to spill from your mouth. Another smack was landed, directly to your clit. It was accompanied by a warning glare from your boyfriend.
"You said you could be quiet." He stated, his tone almost mocking your earlier words. His fingers toyed with your sopping heat, spreading your arousal. Jeno dipped two fingers into your entrance, gathering some of your mess.
Those same two fingers were soon pressed to your lips, your mouth opening to greedily lap at them. Your eyes fluttered closed as you worked his fingers, your tongue collection your own arousal from them whilst simultaneously covering them with your saliva.
You were so preoccupied with his thick fingers that when the cold metal of his piercing pressed against your entrance, it made you shiver. Jeno shoved his fingers into your mouth deeper, reminding you that you'd stopped sucking. The action made you gag slightly, being unprepared, but soon enough, you were easily back to deepthroating Jeno's fingers.
"Ready baby?" He warned, his voice thick with arousal, raspy almost. His lips spread to a smile when you nodded around his fingers, taking that signal to slowly push into your entrance.
Jeno made a small sound as your velvety walls stretched around him. He wasn't even halfway inside yet, and your walls were hugging so tight around him.
Jeno went slow, the metal ring of his piercing dragging forward over your sensitive spots. It heightened the feeling, your teeth accidentally biting down on Jeno's fingers to keep the sounds at bay.
"Ah!" He winced, pulling them from you, a long line of spit stringing from them. "That wasn't very nice of you, Angel." he scolded, moving the drool-covered digits down to smear the residue over the rest of his cock.
Dark eyes met your own… With the hard look on his face, you knew you were in for it now. Jeno's hands moved, pressing on the backs of your thighs. His hips shifted as he moved over you, the burn of your thigh muscles distracting you from the way you were being stretched out. Jeno held your legs there, and your thighs nearly flush with your torso, your knees by your ears.
Your boyfriend leaned forward, your knees hooking over his shoulders as he slid home, fully sheathed within you. His forehead dropped to your own, hips stilling to let you adjust. You felt full, so deliciously full. The angle he had you at, folded in half like a human pretzel, you felt fuller than ever.
He'd never bent your body to this extent before. You couldn't move anything but your arms and head. Jeno's shoulders and torso keeping you in position. His hand cupped your jaw gently.
"You good?" He murmured in question, lips drifting over your temple. You couldn't think of coherent words, your eyes so glazed they'd put a doughnut to shame. All you managed was a fast nod.
You tried to string together a sentence. Honestly, you did.. but all that went through your brain was how much more full you felt in this position. "Full…" You whined.
Jeno's proud grin widened his hold on your jaw firming, fingers digging into your cheeks until you had no choice but to open your mouth. "You're so good to me, Angel.. taking me so well." He cooed, his hips drawing back only to sink back inside you, deep.
A needy whimper sounded from you, slightly louder than you would have liked. It made Jeno pause, the ruckus outside too chaotic to even register the sound. His thrusts became measured and precise, the pierced tip of his cock pistoning the spot that never fails to drive you crazy. Small sounds continued to escape you, no matter how much you tried to keep them at bay. A grunted curse left your boyfriend, shaking his head as he rose an eyebrow in warning.
"Stick your tongue out." He demanded gently, sucking on his own tongue to create a glob of saliva. You did as asked, watching Jeno stick his own out. You welcomed the line of drool that dripped from his tongue to yours, your cheeks flushing a deeper red at the filthy action. That never stopped you from swallowing what he had to offer.
"Fuck, you're so perfect.." He moaned softly, hand smoothing down your jaw to sit just around your neck, his thrusts gaining speed as you leant into the hold.
"J-Jen!" You cried out, brain fogging over in pleasure. You'd momentarily forgotten where you were, the feeling too intense to keep quiet.
"Thought you could keep quiet, hm?" He taunted, his hand removing from your neck to plunge three fingers into your mouth. He hoped this would keep you quiet. You'd never hear the end of it if your friends heard the both of you like this.
Your breathing was frantic around his fingers, mouth sloppily working the three digits with your tongue. You were a mess of drool, and you weren't going to last much longer. From the way Jeno's neck and chest flushed a pretty pink, neither was he.
He shifted you slightly, pressing your thighs just a bit further back — Your knees were nearly touching your shoulders from the angle, but it felt so good. A pitched gasp around the obstruction in your mouth let him know he had exactly the right angle he was looking for.
Jeno's hips worked harder and faster, each hit home punching the same place over and over. Your walls clenched harder around him, nose huffing around your heavy breathing, your mouth preoccupied.
"I can feel you squeezing me so hard, It's okay, baby. You can come." He cooed through quiet grunts, his movements growing slightly sloppy but still having an effect all the same.
Your thighs shook, body trembling. It's as if the permission was all you were waiting for to explode. Body tensing, hands clutching at Jeno's shoulders, you came. Toes curling and muscles tensing, your nails clawing into the skin of his broad shoulders, making him hiss.
Your climax triggered Jeno's own, grunted curses huffed out as he stilled, spilling into you. Neither of you noticed through your highs just how loud you'd gotten nor the utter silence that filled the makeshift campsite.
His fingers slid from your mouth, hands gently manoeuvring you to a more comfortable position. Jeno Couldn't help but chuckle at your fucked out, flushed expression. His spit covered hand gently tapped your cheek as he dipped toward your lips to claim them.
Your arms immediately wrapped around him, hugging him to you as you both floated down to earth from the climax you'd just had.
It was a blissful silence, soft touches, warm embraces, and gentle words. After a beat of comfortable silence, a voice spoke up from outside the tent.
"Sounded like two bears rubbing their backs on a tre–"
"Chenle!" Jeno dropped his forehead to your collarbone with a defeated groan, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.
Never a moment of silence.
Quiet ( Lee Jeno x Fem!Reader )
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Paring: Lee Jeno x Fem!Reader
Genre: smut (MINORS DNI), fluff, pure filth, smidge of humour, Non-Idol!AU
Warnings: I've never written smut before so feedback is much appreciated, Boob worship, Pierced!Jeno ( eyebrow and 🍆), that one Jeno hair style with the undercut and the raven hair, Big dick Jeno, They fuck in a tent, degradation, praise, pussy slapping, Jeno folds the reader in half like a pretzel, finger sucking, light biting, unprotected sex ( booo! wrap before you tap), He spits in her mouth, exhibitionism, a hint of dumbification? reader gets cock drunk basically, he makes her taste herself, his hand is around the readers neck but he doesn't apply pressure, dare I say: softdom!Jeno?
Blurb: When the night gets cold whilst camping with your friends, Jeno knows a great way to warm up or It's fucking in-tents
Word count: 2,329
Note: Hey, Ace here. You've been graced by my 3rd fic in a week. I say i've never written smut before, not technically. any feedback is welcome! or to just let me know if you liked the fic! My asks are open! I would like to say that I take requests, but I honestly think that would only be possible if I get inspiration from the request. I also work full time, and I'm filling in for my manager AND the second in line at the same time next week, so you may not have many fics until after. This hasn't been grammatically checked or anything. Just read over once by me. If I've missed any warnings, let me know.
You loved camping with your boyfriend and his friends. Being in the fresh outdoors near the lake, sharing stories by the campfire. You loved the quality time with your friends.
What you didn't love was how cold it got at night, by the water. It wouldn't be surprising if the rest of your friend group heard your teeth chattering over their boisterous laughter. Jeno had insisted on unzipping both of your sleeping bags to join the zips together as a cover after being in your respective sleeping bags the night before.
Jeno didn't like that he felt like a worm, constantly wriggling to stay close to you. Even going as far as to ask you what you would do if he turned into a worm overnight.
Now, usually your boyfriend is like a furnace. If only he didn't sling his best friend, Jaemin, over his shoulder to jump in the lake just before coming to the tent to sleep. Jeno hadn't even dried his hair, his whole body a cool temperature.
After a while of lying there, your whole body trembling in shivers, an ice-cold hand drifted its fingers up the length of your spine under the oversized shirt you wore. A sharp inhale of surprise left you, a small sound accompanying the noise.
"Jen, you're cold.." You whisper-whined at the male behind you, arching your body away from him.
"Shh, I'll warm up soon." He dismissed, certainty in his tone as if he had other plans.
Jeno's fleeting, cool touches slid around to the expanse of your stomach where his fingers teased feather light touches. The touch almost made you squirm against his chest, where he had pressed his hard, toned torso against you.
"Really, Jen? Right now? … everyone's still outside.." You turned your head to look at him in disbelief. Sure, you two had sex when his housemates were still home, but this is different. You felt a lot more exposed in the outdoors with nothing but the flimsy nylon of the pop-up tent between you and the others.
Soft lips pressed against the back of your head and again on your temple, trailing all the way down to your neck. "They can't see you, we can be quiet, can't we?" Jeno almost pleaded, his hips shifting forward to grind his hard length against your behind.
"I can, you can't-oh…" your teasing halted when his fingers brushed your puckered nipple.
The feeling heightened because of how cold you were. Honestly, if it wouldn't ruin the moment you'd have made a joke about being so cold, you could engrave glass. Your resolve crumbled when Jeno's mouth left quiet, wet kisses along your neck, his index finger and thumb hardening their pinch on your erected nipple.
You felt your heart thundering in your chest, breathing getting shallower the more aroused you became. The flood of heat between your thighs just from Jeno rolling and tugging firmly at your breasts was almost embarrassing.
"You can, can you?" Fuck. You may as well have challenged him.
Jeno lifted his head from your neck, hand leaving your breast in favour of smoothing down your body, making sure to at least grab a handful of your behind before giving it a light smack. The noise was covered by the commotion outside of Haechan laughing at Mark for dropping his marshmallow into the fire.
You didn't protest when your boyfriend rolled you onto your back. You didn't protest when he shoved your shirt up your body and over your head. The sudden change in temperature made you shiver, teeth biting into your lip to prevent them from chattering again. You also didn't protest when his head dipped, lips latching onto your left breast with an almost sated sigh.
Teeth grazed over your sensitive flesh, followed by a wet tongue to soothe the sting. Your legs fell open to allow your boyfriend to settle between them, your hand delving into his short, dark hair. Jeno fought not to make a sound when your nails scratched at his scalp, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head at the sensation.
Jeno had always loved your boobs. He always said he wasn't a boob man until he met you. Oddly, you saw that as a compliment. You never felt insecure about the size of them now… You couldn't when Jeno worships them the way he does. His mouth switched to your right breast now, teeth biting down on the neglected nipple to tug. This was slightly harsher and firmer than the treatment given to the other one – this one made you fight a moan, back arching to follow his mouth as more heat rushed through you.
"Please…" You whispered, begging your boyfriend to put your poor throbbing clit out of its misery. Jeno's teeth let go of your swollen nipple with a quiet pop. You leaned back on your elbows and forearms to watch his next move, reaching out to stop him when he began to crawl down your body. "No, Jen. Please, inside." you pleaded.
The plea had Jeno flashing you the smuggest of grins, his hands settling on the waistband of your pyjama pants. "Are you sure?" The edge of concern lingered in his voice. Jeno knew he was big, and quite often, he would have to work you up to get you ready to take him. You'd never had anyone as big as him before. It took you months to be able to take his full length and girth inside you.
Jeno watched as you nodded almost frantically, your eyes looking beautifully glazed with lust. "I can take it." a strange burst of pride swelled in his chest at the determination in your voice. It made him coo at you softly as he pulled your pyjama pants down your legs.
"Oh, baby, I know you can." he praised, "My Good Girl always takes what I give her… Even if she's a greedy mess" The last word of his degradation was accentuated by a strong palm coming down to lightly smack you over your panties, the sound wet from your arousal.
Your teeth sank further into your lip to stop the whimper caught in your throat. Instead, you watched your boyfriend undress in the darkness of the tent. His shirt came off first, the material nearly getting caught on the silver barbell through his left eyebrow. Next came his pants and boxers. Your breath caught in your throat when his hard cock sprang up to touch his stomach. Jeno's red, swollen, pierced tip almost touching his belly button.
Your mouth fell open in shock. Sure, it'd been a while since you'd seen your boyfriend naked but it never crossed your mind that he had gotten his cock pierced! Had it really been that long?
"Surprise…" Jeno grinned, his hands already working at slipping your panties down your legs.
A palm landed on each knee to spread your legs wide for him. The sight earned you a curse of praise. "fuck…such a pretty swollen clit baby…" he groaned quietly, one hand leaving your knee in favor of lightly circling your swollen bud with his index finger.
The action had you squirming beneath him, quiet whimpers threatening to spill from your mouth. Another smack was landed, directly to your clit. It was accompanied by a warning glare from your boyfriend.
"You said you could be quiet." He stated, his tone almost mocking your earlier words. His fingers toyed with your sopping heat, spreading your arousal. Jeno dipped two fingers into your entrance, gathering some of your mess.
Those same two fingers were soon pressed to your lips, your mouth opening to greedily lap at them. Your eyes fluttered closed as you worked his fingers, your tongue collection your own arousal from them whilst simultaneously covering them with your saliva.
You were so preoccupied with his thick fingers that when the cold metal of his piercing pressed against your entrance, it made you shiver. Jeno shoved his fingers into your mouth deeper, reminding you that you'd stopped sucking. The action made you gag slightly, being unprepared, but soon enough, you were easily back to deepthroating Jeno's fingers.
"Ready baby?" He warned, his voice thick with arousal, raspy almost. His lips spread to a smile when you nodded around his fingers, taking that signal to slowly push into your entrance.
Jeno made a small sound as your velvety walls stretched around him. He wasn't even halfway inside yet, and your walls were hugging so tight around him.
Jeno went slow, the metal ring of his piercing dragging forward over your sensitive spots. It heightened the feeling, your teeth accidentally biting down on Jeno's fingers to keep the sounds at bay.
"Ah!" He winced, pulling them from you, a long line of spit stringing from them. "That wasn't very nice of you, Angel." he scolded, moving the drool-covered digits down to smear the residue over the rest of his cock.
Dark eyes met your own… With the hard look on his face, you knew you were in for it now. Jeno's hands moved, pressing on the backs of your thighs. His hips shifted as he moved over you, the burn of your thigh muscles distracting you from the way you were being stretched out. Jeno held your legs there, and your thighs nearly flush with your torso, your knees by your ears.
Your boyfriend leaned forward, your knees hooking over his shoulders as he slid home, fully sheathed within you. His forehead dropped to your own, hips stilling to let you adjust. You felt full, so deliciously full. The angle he had you at, folded in half like a human pretzel, you felt fuller than ever.
He'd never bent your body to this extent before. You couldn't move anything but your arms and head. Jeno's shoulders and torso keeping you in position. His hand cupped your jaw gently.
"You good?" He murmured in question, lips drifting over your temple. You couldn't think of coherent words, your eyes so glazed they'd put a doughnut to shame. All you managed was a fast nod.
You tried to string together a sentence. Honestly, you did.. but all that went through your brain was how much more full you felt in this position. "Full…" You whined.
Jeno's proud grin widened his hold on your jaw firming, fingers digging into your cheeks until you had no choice but to open your mouth. "You're so good to me, Angel.. taking me so well." He cooed, his hips drawing back only to sink back inside you, deep.
A needy whimper sounded from you, slightly louder than you would have liked. It made Jeno pause, the ruckus outside too chaotic to even register the sound. His thrusts became measured and precise, the pierced tip of his cock pistoning the spot that never fails to drive you crazy. Small sounds continued to escape you, no matter how much you tried to keep them at bay. A grunted curse left your boyfriend, shaking his head as he rose an eyebrow in warning.
"Stick your tongue out." He demanded gently, sucking on his own tongue to create a glob of saliva. You did as asked, watching Jeno stick his own out. You welcomed the line of drool that dripped from his tongue to yours, your cheeks flushing a deeper red at the filthy action. That never stopped you from swallowing what he had to offer.
"Fuck, you're so perfect.." He moaned softly, hand smoothing down your jaw to sit just around your neck, his thrusts gaining speed as you leant into the hold.
"J-Jen!" You cried out, brain fogging over in pleasure. You'd momentarily forgotten where you were, the feeling too intense to keep quiet.
"Thought you could keep quiet, hm?" He taunted, his hand removing from your neck to plunge three fingers into your mouth. He hoped this would keep you quiet. You'd never hear the end of it if your friends heard the both of you like this.
Your breathing was frantic around his fingers, mouth sloppily working the three digits with your tongue. You were a mess of drool, and you weren't going to last much longer. From the way Jeno's neck and chest flushed a pretty pink, neither was he.
He shifted you slightly, pressing your thighs just a bit further back — Your knees were nearly touching your shoulders from the angle, but it felt so good. A pitched gasp around the obstruction in your mouth let him know he had exactly the right angle he was looking for.
Jeno's hips worked harder and faster, each hit home punching the same place over and over. Your walls clenched harder around him, nose huffing around your heavy breathing, your mouth preoccupied.
"I can feel you squeezing me so hard, It's okay, baby. You can come." He cooed through quiet grunts, his movements growing slightly sloppy but still having an effect all the same.
Your thighs shook, body trembling. It's as if the permission was all you were waiting for to explode. Body tensing, hands clutching at Jeno's shoulders, you came. Toes curling and muscles tensing, your nails clawing into the skin of his broad shoulders, making him hiss.
Your climax triggered Jeno's own, grunted curses huffed out as he stilled, spilling into you. Neither of you noticed through your highs just how loud you'd gotten nor the utter silence that filled the makeshift campsite.
His fingers slid from your mouth, hands gently manoeuvring you to a more comfortable position. Jeno Couldn't help but chuckle at your fucked out, flushed expression. His spit covered hand gently tapped your cheek as he dipped toward your lips to claim them.
Your arms immediately wrapped around him, hugging him to you as you both floated down to earth from the climax you'd just had.
It was a blissful silence, soft touches, warm embraces, and gentle words. After a beat of comfortable silence, a voice spoke up from outside the tent.
"Sounded like two bears rubbing their backs on a tre–"
"Chenle!" Jeno dropped his forehead to your collarbone with a defeated groan, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.
Never a moment of silence.
GAME OVER - LEE JENO X READER
GAME OVER
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Pairing: Lee Jeno x Fem! Reader
Theme: Hint at college au! This is the same paring from my fic ‘Quiet’, fluff, smut, hint of angst? Crack maybe?
Synopsis: When your boyfriend invites you over to his place only to ignore you to play games with his friends all evening, you decide to go out and celebrate a mutual friend’s birthday instead. Jeno never minds when you go out to clubs and bars… only when a specific Loverboy doesn’t tend to leave your side all evening.
Warnings: Lots of swearing, Probably over use of many variations of ‘fuck’, Big dick! Jeno, Pierced! Jeno, Possessive!Jeno, A hint of angst?, Jealousy, Jaehyun clearly likes you allot regardless of your boyfriend, He’s kind of a subtle dick?, the reader and Jeno are sort of in an argument, Unprotected sex, Exhibitionism ( They fuck in the restrooms and Jaehyun is outside), fluff at the end, Jeno is a smug little shit, marking, idk what else.
Word count: 2,698
Note: Hey my lovelies, another Jeno fic! I’m going to attempt to have all the NCT fics I write to be in the same universe. So, when Set Me Free is released it will fall in with this fic too even though it’s Intern!Mark. I know I said that last Jeno smut would be the one and only smut i do but honestly when inspiration strikes - you just gotta. I made the dividers and the header on Canva. Feel free to send asks about my fic characters. The spice is very brief in this one, i apologise - I didn’t want the smut to be too detailed. It's still my longest of the three i've published so far. I feel like my 'writing rust' is curing slowly? I apologise for any grammatical errors
Reblogs and feedback are appreciated!
“Are you sure the exit is covered, Mark?” Jeno heard through the device in his ear.
“For the last time, Yes,” Mark grumbled in exasperation, as he scanned the surroundings.
Jeno could only chuckle, observing from his characters spot on a nearby rooftop. His thumb slowly moved the left analog stick to change the camera angle and look around once more. “Chenle, on your left - there’s Hyuc-” He abruptly called out, voice raising with the excitement.
“What? Fucking whe- Shit!” Jeno had to pull one of his earphones out at the enraged screech that followed, Chenle shouting for Renjun to come and revive him.
One game soon turned into two, then three, and now four. And it was as if Jeno had forgotten all about you for the moment. You, who was sprawled out on your back, boredly counting each line of profanity you heard your boyfriend boom down his mic. This wasn’t what you had in mind when Jeno asked you to come over after class. You’d hoped that he would opt out of squad night and spend some alone time with you - seeing as you hadn’t really had much time to yourselves since way before the camping trip last month, and whilst you loved his friends like family there was only so much of their company you could take.
You lazily picked your phone up from the floor, responding to a few messages until you hovered over the most recent one. “Coming out tonight? It’s Xiaojun’s birthday.” Your thumbs hesitated in typing out a reply, chin tilting to glance over at your boyfriend, who showed zero signs of stopping his game. As you stood, your knees and ankles groaned in protest from being sprawled out on the fuzzy rug for hours.
“Jen..” You called out, shoulders slumping when the other didn’t respond. “Jen!” You repeated louder, unable to keep the hint of annoyance from your voice. Jeno jumped, he would never admit it but he almost forgot you were there. He removed an earphone, muting his mic to turn toward you.
“Yes, Baby?” He hummed, raising a pierced brow. He hadn’t caught on to the clear boredom in your expression, nor the dejected tone to your voice as you spoke again.
“I’m gonna head out, Ten invited me out for Xiaojun’s birthday.” You explained, Jeno’s eyes creasing at the corners as he smiled at the mention of the two.
“Make sure Ten don’t go home with Johnny again.” Was all he said, already beginning to turn back to his computer.
You couldn’t believe that was all he said, he didn’t even offer to go with you nor drop you off. You stood there for a moment, left eye almost twitching in anger at the whole situation. You weren’t a clingy girlfriend, you never demanded to be with Jeno all the time. It was quite the opposite actually, but there were times when he acted like this and it got to you. All you wanted was some one on one time..
Deciding to forego the impending argument for tonight, you shuffled closer to him to press a kiss to his forehead so you didn’t disturb his game. “You’re coming back here, right?” he mumbled, not even waiting your answer properly before a harsh “You fuck head, Hyuck!” escaped him.
With a mumbled ‘sure’, you gathered your bag and left him to it.
Jeno hadn’t even realised how he was acting. He still continued gaming with the guys for at least two or three more hours. He stretched his arms above his head on a groan, clicking his spine as he twisted in his chair. “Mark, pick another game. This one’s getting too easy to beat you at.” He snickered smugly.
“You seen Hendery’s story, Jen?” The voice sounded almost devious. As if Jaemin was in on a secret nobody else was.
Instead of answering, his hand swiped up his phone from beside his keyboard and swiftly unlocked it with his thumb. Jeno found Hendery’s profile and tapped on the story. His eyebrows shot up to his hairline. It was you, Xiaojun and Jaehyun. The later, Jeno wasn’t particularly a big fan of… okay that was a massive understatement. Quite frankly, Jeno hated the way the man looked at you. He knew Jaehyun had asked you out a few times, before you and Jeno had gone public, and whilst he knew you turned him down everytime… he also was very much aware of how persistent the older man could be. Not that Jeno didn’t trust you, he trusted you with his life but Jaehyun however? No.
Jeno’s gaze drifted over your frame in the picture, his breath drawing in sharply. “Fuck me…” he cursed. The dress you were wearing had him frozen in place.
A short little black number, ending way too high up your thighs for his liking. Jeno could clearly see from your side pose that it was backless, the halter strings of the dress tied in a perfect bow at the back of your neck. The front? Jeno couldnt even think about the front right now, not when he could clearly see Jaehyun’s eyes were definitely not directed toward the camera lens.
“Bro… you must have done something terrible in your past life.” His friend Donghyuck laughed into his ear. “The dude’s looking at her as if he won a fucking jackpot!”
“Say’s the bitchless one.” Jisung quipped, adding on a rushed defense. “Not that ___’s a bitch, Jeno.”
Jeno could only groan in despair. “What am I meant to do? I don’t even know what club she’s a-”
“Envy. It’s written on the cup, Dumbass.” Jeno glared at his friends icon on the call, then glancing back to the image and sure enough, the black cup in your hand had the club logo printed on the side. “Jeno, you’re designated driver.. And who else.. Mark?”
Mark let out an unsure sound of agreement. “Uh.. yeah, sure. I’m not staying though, got work early in the morning and this internship is kicking my ass. I’ll drop you at the door and pick you up but that’s it.”
Jeno was silently seething, continuing to tap through Hendery’s story as his friends made arrangements. In each one of them, the same guy was always with you. Even when you weren’t in the photograph, Jeno caught sight of you both in the background and with new determination, he shucked off his hoodie to get ready.
You were having a good time. Much better than being ignored by your boyfriend, that’s for sure. Part of you still wished you'd put your foot down and demanded Jeno pay attention to you. He was the one who asked you to go over after all. But, you much preferred dancing with your friends over causing arguments with Jeno.
You were dancing with Ten and Jaehyun when you first spotted the familiar head of black and pink streaked hair. The grinning man approaching the three of you the moment he caught sight.
“Chenle? What are you doing here?” You shouted over the music, eyebrows drawn in confusion.
Honestly, you could probably count on one hand the amount of times you’d seen Chenle make an appearance at a night club. The younger shrugged with faux innocence, his grin broadening as his gaze caught sight of someone over your shoulder.
“Ask him.” He simply stated, with the nudge forward of his head being a signal for you to probably turn around.
From the way the colour drained from Jaehyun’s face, however, you weren’t sure you wanted to. You could physically feel the anger radiating from the person behind you - You were 100% certain who it was. It was solidified when a hard chest pressed against your back, hot breath against your ear.
“Yeah, ____. Ask me.” You’d never experience this Jeno yet. This Jeno was mad, His voice sharp and heavy, the emotion making it slightly husky.
Chenle only grinned wider, shooting you a thumbs up as he coaxed your friends to the bar. You didn’t face your boyfriend yet. Unsure of what you might see, if his voice was anything to go by you’d probably fold in thirty seconds flat. Jeno has a special talent in making you fold. Instead, you crossed your arms over your chest, straightening your shoulders. How dare he come and crash your fun? After he ignored you for so many hours.
“Finally remembered you have a girlfriend then?” Was your snarky reply.
You were so glad you weren’t looking at him, from the way a tense silence followed your words. Honestly, you stupidly thought you’d made him speechless. A smirk tugging at the corners of your glossy lips. The triumph didn’t last for long, the victory slowly fading from your face at the almost sinister chuckle.
“Could say the same about you.” Jeno’s clipped tone bit right back, his strong hands settling on your waist. “Someone should tell Jung fucking Yoon-Oh to get his own girlfriend and stop making googly eyes at mine.” Your boyfriend’s gravelly voice rumbled into your ear.
That made you step forward, Jeno’s hands falling away from your waist before he could tighten his hold to stop you. Your mouth opened to speak but your words got stuck in your throat. There he stood, Pink hair swept back in probably the only style he knows how to do himself, black skinny jeans and a dress shirt with only the bottom few buttons done up to leave it open to the bottom of his sternum. He looked mouth watering. You could feel your resolve crumbling bit by bit.
“He-He didn’t touch me.” You choked out. “He’s just a friend, Jen.”
Your voice didn’t sound like you, it was breathy and low but somehow he heard you. Jeno’s facial features were set in a hard line, stormy with jealousy, the constant flashing lights around you reflecting off his eyebrow piercing. His jaw flexed.
“To you, yes. But to him? Baby, when you showed up here looking like fucking aphrodite in that dress… he probably thought it was his birthday.” He said tautly.
You didn’t have anything to say to that. You couldn’t dispel Jeno’s worries either. Whilst you had definitely noticed how the man in question hadn’t left you alone all night, you’d done nothing to try and put any distance toward you. Your anger at your boyfriend had clouded your judgement - your mind telling you that Jaehyun was just acting as a comforting friend and listening ear. Though with the amount of times he’s still asked you out and the amount of ‘jokes’ he makes hinting at you being ‘too good’ for Jeno, you can’t say you blame your boyfriend for his blatant dislike. In his defense, Jeno had voiced his insecurities surrounding the man many times to you and you knew it was something he was very much bothered about.
At the thought, your anger dissipated like a deflating balloon. If you’d just spoken to Jeno in the first place then you probably wouldn’t be in this situation. The apology died on your lips when both sides of your face was firmly cupped and Jeno leant in. His nose brushing yours as his almost possessive gaze met your startled one.
“Mine. ____ you’re mine.” He spoke through gritted teeth, his statement firm. You didn’t disagree anyway.
“Only yours.” Your instant reply had his shoulder relaxing only slightly.
The tension was thick and neither of you had leant away. It was as if a rubber band had snapped when your lips met, hungry and claiming. Hands all over each other desperate to find purchase.
That was how you found yourself in your current state. Pressed against the locked door to the club restroom with your dress bunched around your waist. Your high heels dug into the backs of Jeno’s thighs as each hard drive forward thudded your back louder against the wood. Jeno couldn't help but admire your smudged lip gloss, the rest of which he was sure to be smeared along his neck, the base of his cock, and his own lips. Eyeliner and mascara streaked further down your cheeks with each pleasured sob.
Jeno’s firm grip on your thighs hoisted you against the door, he made no effort at all to silence your cries and moans. He didn’t want to this time. You were his and right now he really hoped Jaehyun was waiting outside for the restrooms to be unoccupied. With a deep moan of his own, his teeth reattached to your neck. It was as if he thought the bruises he marred your skin with would have faded in the last thirty seconds, his teeth pulling at the skin over them.
“Say it again, Baby. Please.” He uttered breathlessly, delivering a particularly firm thrust.
Your words were incoherent, you may aswell have been babbling total nonsense. This man had filled you to the brim, pounding the same spot over and over enough for you to see stars. An elongated whine left you, fingernails gripping at Jeno’s back underneath his shirt. Your thighs shook in his hands.
“Yours. Jen-no! Always… Always yours.” You cried out, almost letting out a scream when he tilted your hips for the right angle.
“Oh god… oh g-god!” Your sobs were like music to his ears, your pleas and praises fuelling his speed.
Jeno lifted his head, sweat beading his brow as he kissed away your tears. His chest was flushed red from exertion. You tried to hold on longer, you really did but your orgasm crashed down on you almost abruptly, dragging a filthy, loud, wanton moan of his name from your throat.
“Shit…” Jeno swore as you clamped down around him almost in a death grip, prompting his own release.
You felt like your whole body was twitching in the aftershocks. You almost flinched at the sensitivity of Jeno’s piercing dragging against your sensitive parts as he slowly pulled out. The both of you were panting heavily like you’d run a London marathon. You made no effort to move and clean up yet, opting to draw Jeno’s torso into your body in a tight embrace.
“I’m sorry for playing on your insecurities.” You admitted sheepishly into his ear. “I was just so annoyed.”
A soft hum in reply was heard, the sound still lightly vibrating his chest. “Why were you annoyed?”
“You invited me over to just ignore me for hours. I just wanted some quality time with you.” Your confession had Jeno’s mind clicking everything into place.
“Oh… I didn’t think of it like that. ____ I just always want you around. I hate it when you go back to your apartment.” He lifted his head from where it was nuzzled comfortably against your marked chest.
Your tongue darted out to nervously wet your lips, your right shoulder lazily lifting in thought. “Okay…” You started off, slowly. “Then… What if I didn’t?” You offered tentatively.
Jeno didn’t say anything as he processed your words, his lips pulling into the first smile he had directed at you all evening. “Then… I’d clear out half of the closet space for you… maybe get you a key cut.”
“I’d like that.” His smile was contagious as hell, the corners of your mouth pulling up into an expression to match his own.
Jeno quickly cleaned you both up after that with a mutual agreement that you should both go home and shower. His large hand wrapped tightly in your own. You both looked a disheveled mess, your panda eyes and his wrinkled shirt and messy hair. However, you’d made yourselves presentable enough to make it to the car. His free hand twisted the lock on the door, pulling it open to the stunned faces of your friends. None of them said anything but judging from the smirks and snickers, you’d surely get drilled in the group chat later.
One face stuck out to Jeno amongst them all. The one closest to the door. The number one cause for his possessive streak this evening and whilst you were off saying goodbye to your friends, Jeno leaned in slightly for only Jaehyun to hear him.
“Game Over, Loverboy.”
GAME OVER - LEE JENO X READER
GAME OVER
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Pairing: Lee Jeno x Fem! Reader
Theme: Hint at college au! This is the same paring from my fic ‘Quiet’, fluff, smut, hint of angst? Crack maybe?
Synopsis: When your boyfriend invites you over to his place only to ignore you to play games with his friends all evening, you decide to go out and celebrate a mutual friend’s birthday instead. Jeno never minds when you go out to clubs and bars… only when a specific Loverboy doesn’t tend to leave your side all evening.
Warnings: Lots of swearing, Probably over use of many variations of ‘fuck’, Big dick! Jeno, Pierced! Jeno, Possessive!Jeno, A hint of angst?, Jealousy, Jaehyun clearly likes you allot regardless of your boyfriend, He’s kind of a subtle dick?, the reader and Jeno are sort of in an argument, Unprotected sex, Exhibitionism ( They fuck in the restrooms and Jaehyun is outside), fluff at the end, Jeno is a smug little shit, marking, idk what else.
Word count: 2,698
Note: Hey my lovelies, another Jeno fic! I’m going to attempt to have all the NCT fics I write to be in the same universe. So, when Set Me Free is released it will fall in with this fic too even though it’s Intern!Mark. I know I said that last Jeno smut would be the one and only smut i do but honestly when inspiration strikes - you just gotta. I made the dividers and the header on Canva. Feel free to send asks about my fic characters. The spice is very brief in this one, i apologise - I didn’t want the smut to be too detailed. It's still my longest of the three i've published so far. I feel like my 'writing rust' is curing slowly? I apologise for any grammatical errors
Reblogs and feedback are appreciated!
“Are you sure the exit is covered, Mark?” Jeno heard through the device in his ear.
“For the last time, Yes,” Mark grumbled in exasperation, as he scanned the surroundings.
Jeno could only chuckle, observing from his characters spot on a nearby rooftop. His thumb slowly moved the left analog stick to change the camera angle and look around once more. “Chenle, on your left - there’s Hyuc-” He abruptly called out, voice raising with the excitement.
“What? Fucking whe- Shit!” Jeno had to pull one of his earphones out at the enraged screech that followed, Chenle shouting for Renjun to come and revive him.
One game soon turned into two, then three, and now four. And it was as if Jeno had forgotten all about you for the moment. You, who was sprawled out on your back, boredly counting each line of profanity you heard your boyfriend boom down his mic. This wasn’t what you had in mind when Jeno asked you to come over after class. You’d hoped that he would opt out of squad night and spend some alone time with you - seeing as you hadn’t really had much time to yourselves since way before the camping trip last month, and whilst you loved his friends like family there was only so much of their company you could take.
You lazily picked your phone up from the floor, responding to a few messages until you hovered over the most recent one. “Coming out tonight? It’s Xiaojun’s birthday.” Your thumbs hesitated in typing out a reply, chin tilting to glance over at your boyfriend, who showed zero signs of stopping his game. As you stood, your knees and ankles groaned in protest from being sprawled out on the fuzzy rug for hours.
“Jen..” You called out, shoulders slumping when the other didn’t respond. “Jen!” You repeated louder, unable to keep the hint of annoyance from your voice. Jeno jumped, he would never admit it but he almost forgot you were there. He removed an earphone, muting his mic to turn toward you.
“Yes, Baby?” He hummed, raising a pierced brow. He hadn’t caught on to the clear boredom in your expression, nor the dejected tone to your voice as you spoke again.
“I’m gonna head out, Ten invited me out for Xiaojun’s birthday.” You explained, Jeno’s eyes creasing at the corners as he smiled at the mention of the two.
“Make sure Ten don’t go home with Johnny again.” Was all he said, already beginning to turn back to his computer.
You couldn’t believe that was all he said, he didn’t even offer to go with you nor drop you off. You stood there for a moment, left eye almost twitching in anger at the whole situation. You weren’t a clingy girlfriend, you never demanded to be with Jeno all the time. It was quite the opposite actually, but there were times when he acted like this and it got to you. All you wanted was some one on one time..
Deciding to forego the impending argument for tonight, you shuffled closer to him to press a kiss to his forehead so you didn’t disturb his game. “You’re coming back here, right?” he mumbled, not even waiting your answer properly before a harsh “You fuck head, Hyuck!” escaped him.
With a mumbled ‘sure’, you gathered your bag and left him to it.
Jeno hadn’t even realised how he was acting. He still continued gaming with the guys for at least two or three more hours. He stretched his arms above his head on a groan, clicking his spine as he twisted in his chair. “Mark, pick another game. This one’s getting too easy to beat you at.” He snickered smugly.
“You seen Hendery’s story, Jen?” The voice sounded almost devious. As if Jaemin was in on a secret nobody else was.
Instead of answering, his hand swiped up his phone from beside his keyboard and swiftly unlocked it with his thumb. Jeno found Hendery’s profile and tapped on the story. His eyebrows shot up to his hairline. It was you, Xiaojun and Jaehyun. The later, Jeno wasn’t particularly a big fan of… okay that was a massive understatement. Quite frankly, Jeno hated the way the man looked at you. He knew Jaehyun had asked you out a few times, before you and Jeno had gone public, and whilst he knew you turned him down everytime… he also was very much aware of how persistent the older man could be. Not that Jeno didn’t trust you, he trusted you with his life but Jaehyun however? No.
Jeno’s gaze drifted over your frame in the picture, his breath drawing in sharply. “Fuck me…” he cursed. The dress you were wearing had him frozen in place.
A short little black number, ending way too high up your thighs for his liking. Jeno could clearly see from your side pose that it was backless, the halter strings of the dress tied in a perfect bow at the back of your neck. The front? Jeno couldnt even think about the front right now, not when he could clearly see Jaehyun’s eyes were definitely not directed toward the camera lens.
“Bro… you must have done something terrible in your past life.” His friend Donghyuck laughed into his ear. “The dude’s looking at her as if he won a fucking jackpot!”
“Say’s the bitchless one.” Jisung quipped, adding on a rushed defense. “Not that ___’s a bitch, Jeno.”
Jeno could only groan in despair. “What am I meant to do? I don’t even know what club she’s a-”
“Envy. It’s written on the cup, Dumbass.” Jeno glared at his friends icon on the call, then glancing back to the image and sure enough, the black cup in your hand had the club logo printed on the side. “Jeno, you’re designated driver.. And who else.. Mark?”
Mark let out an unsure sound of agreement. “Uh.. yeah, sure. I’m not staying though, got work early in the morning and this internship is kicking my ass. I’ll drop you at the door and pick you up but that’s it.”
Jeno was silently seething, continuing to tap through Hendery’s story as his friends made arrangements. In each one of them, the same guy was always with you. Even when you weren’t in the photograph, Jeno caught sight of you both in the background and with new determination, he shucked off his hoodie to get ready.
You were having a good time. Much better than being ignored by your boyfriend, that’s for sure. Part of you still wished you'd put your foot down and demanded Jeno pay attention to you. He was the one who asked you to go over after all. But, you much preferred dancing with your friends over causing arguments with Jeno.
You were dancing with Ten and Jaehyun when you first spotted the familiar head of black and pink streaked hair. The grinning man approaching the three of you the moment he caught sight.
“Chenle? What are you doing here?” You shouted over the music, eyebrows drawn in confusion.
Honestly, you could probably count on one hand the amount of times you’d seen Chenle make an appearance at a night club. The younger shrugged with faux innocence, his grin broadening as his gaze caught sight of someone over your shoulder.
“Ask him.” He simply stated, with the nudge forward of his head being a signal for you to probably turn around.
From the way the colour drained from Jaehyun’s face, however, you weren’t sure you wanted to. You could physically feel the anger radiating from the person behind you - You were 100% certain who it was. It was solidified when a hard chest pressed against your back, hot breath against your ear.
“Yeah, ____. Ask me.” You’d never experience this Jeno yet. This Jeno was mad, His voice sharp and heavy, the emotion making it slightly husky.
Chenle only grinned wider, shooting you a thumbs up as he coaxed your friends to the bar. You didn’t face your boyfriend yet. Unsure of what you might see, if his voice was anything to go by you’d probably fold in thirty seconds flat. Jeno has a special talent in making you fold. Instead, you crossed your arms over your chest, straightening your shoulders. How dare he come and crash your fun? After he ignored you for so many hours.
“Finally remembered you have a girlfriend then?” Was your snarky reply.
You were so glad you weren’t looking at him, from the way a tense silence followed your words. Honestly, you stupidly thought you’d made him speechless. A smirk tugging at the corners of your glossy lips. The triumph didn’t last for long, the victory slowly fading from your face at the almost sinister chuckle.
“Could say the same about you.” Jeno’s clipped tone bit right back, his strong hands settling on your waist. “Someone should tell Jung fucking Yoon-Oh to get his own girlfriend and stop making googly eyes at mine.” Your boyfriend’s gravelly voice rumbled into your ear.
That made you step forward, Jeno’s hands falling away from your waist before he could tighten his hold to stop you. Your mouth opened to speak but your words got stuck in your throat. There he stood, Pink hair swept back in probably the only style he knows how to do himself, black skinny jeans and a dress shirt with only the bottom few buttons done up to leave it open to the bottom of his sternum. He looked mouth watering. You could feel your resolve crumbling bit by bit.
“He-He didn’t touch me.” You choked out. “He’s just a friend, Jen.”
Your voice didn’t sound like you, it was breathy and low but somehow he heard you. Jeno’s facial features were set in a hard line, stormy with jealousy, the constant flashing lights around you reflecting off his eyebrow piercing. His jaw flexed.
“To you, yes. But to him? Baby, when you showed up here looking like fucking aphrodite in that dress… he probably thought it was his birthday.” He said tautly.
You didn’t have anything to say to that. You couldn’t dispel Jeno’s worries either. Whilst you had definitely noticed how the man in question hadn’t left you alone all night, you’d done nothing to try and put any distance toward you. Your anger at your boyfriend had clouded your judgement - your mind telling you that Jaehyun was just acting as a comforting friend and listening ear. Though with the amount of times he’s still asked you out and the amount of ‘jokes’ he makes hinting at you being ‘too good’ for Jeno, you can’t say you blame your boyfriend for his blatant dislike. In his defense, Jeno had voiced his insecurities surrounding the man many times to you and you knew it was something he was very much bothered about.
At the thought, your anger dissipated like a deflating balloon. If you’d just spoken to Jeno in the first place then you probably wouldn’t be in this situation. The apology died on your lips when both sides of your face was firmly cupped and Jeno leant in. His nose brushing yours as his almost possessive gaze met your startled one.
“Mine. ____ you’re mine.” He spoke through gritted teeth, his statement firm. You didn’t disagree anyway.
“Only yours.” Your instant reply had his shoulder relaxing only slightly.
The tension was thick and neither of you had leant away. It was as if a rubber band had snapped when your lips met, hungry and claiming. Hands all over each other desperate to find purchase.
That was how you found yourself in your current state. Pressed against the locked door to the club restroom with your dress bunched around your waist. Your high heels dug into the backs of Jeno’s thighs as each hard drive forward thudded your back louder against the wood. Jeno couldn't help but admire your smudged lip gloss, the rest of which he was sure to be smeared along his neck, the base of his cock, and his own lips. Eyeliner and mascara streaked further down your cheeks with each pleasured sob.
Jeno’s firm grip on your thighs hoisted you against the door, he made no effort at all to silence your cries and moans. He didn’t want to this time. You were his and right now he really hoped Jaehyun was waiting outside for the restrooms to be unoccupied. With a deep moan of his own, his teeth reattached to your neck. It was as if he thought the bruises he marred your skin with would have faded in the last thirty seconds, his teeth pulling at the skin over them.
“Say it again, Baby. Please.” He uttered breathlessly, delivering a particularly firm thrust.
Your words were incoherent, you may aswell have been babbling total nonsense. This man had filled you to the brim, pounding the same spot over and over enough for you to see stars. An elongated whine left you, fingernails gripping at Jeno’s back underneath his shirt. Your thighs shook in his hands.
“Yours. Jen-no! Always… Always yours.” You cried out, almost letting out a scream when he tilted your hips for the right angle.
“Oh god… oh g-god!” Your sobs were like music to his ears, your pleas and praises fuelling his speed.
Jeno lifted his head, sweat beading his brow as he kissed away your tears. His chest was flushed red from exertion. You tried to hold on longer, you really did but your orgasm crashed down on you almost abruptly, dragging a filthy, loud, wanton moan of his name from your throat.
“Shit…” Jeno swore as you clamped down around him almost in a death grip, prompting his own release.
You felt like your whole body was twitching in the aftershocks. You almost flinched at the sensitivity of Jeno’s piercing dragging against your sensitive parts as he slowly pulled out. The both of you were panting heavily like you’d run a London marathon. You made no effort to move and clean up yet, opting to draw Jeno’s torso into your body in a tight embrace.
“I’m sorry for playing on your insecurities.” You admitted sheepishly into his ear. “I was just so annoyed.”
A soft hum in reply was heard, the sound still lightly vibrating his chest. “Why were you annoyed?”
“You invited me over to just ignore me for hours. I just wanted some quality time with you.” Your confession had Jeno’s mind clicking everything into place.
“Oh… I didn’t think of it like that. ____ I just always want you around. I hate it when you go back to your apartment.” He lifted his head from where it was nuzzled comfortably against your marked chest.
Your tongue darted out to nervously wet your lips, your right shoulder lazily lifting in thought. “Okay…” You started off, slowly. “Then… What if I didn’t?” You offered tentatively.
Jeno didn’t say anything as he processed your words, his lips pulling into the first smile he had directed at you all evening. “Then… I’d clear out half of the closet space for you… maybe get you a key cut.”
“I’d like that.” His smile was contagious as hell, the corners of your mouth pulling up into an expression to match his own.
Jeno quickly cleaned you both up after that with a mutual agreement that you should both go home and shower. His large hand wrapped tightly in your own. You both looked a disheveled mess, your panda eyes and his wrinkled shirt and messy hair. However, you’d made yourselves presentable enough to make it to the car. His free hand twisted the lock on the door, pulling it open to the stunned faces of your friends. None of them said anything but judging from the smirks and snickers, you’d surely get drilled in the group chat later.
One face stuck out to Jeno amongst them all. The one closest to the door. The number one cause for his possessive streak this evening and whilst you were off saying goodbye to your friends, Jeno leaned in slightly for only Jaehyun to hear him.
“Game Over, Loverboy.”
Quiet ( Lee Jeno x Fem!Reader )
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Paring: Lee Jeno x Fem!Reader
Genre: smut (MINORS DNI), fluff, pure filth, smidge of humour, Non-Idol!AU
Warnings: I've never written smut before so feedback is much appreciated, Boob worship, Pierced!Jeno ( eyebrow and 🍆), that one Jeno hair style with the undercut and the raven hair, Big dick Jeno, They fuck in a tent, degradation, praise, pussy slapping, Jeno folds the reader in half like a pretzel, finger sucking, light biting, unprotected sex ( booo! wrap before you tap), He spits in her mouth, exhibitionism, a hint of dumbification? reader gets cock drunk basically, he makes her taste herself, his hand is around the readers neck but he doesn't apply pressure, dare I say: softdom!Jeno?
Blurb: When the night gets cold whilst camping with your friends, Jeno knows a great way to warm up or It's fucking in-tents
Word count: 2,329
Note: Hey, Ace here. You've been graced by my 3rd fic in a week. I say i've never written smut before, not technically. any feedback is welcome! or to just let me know if you liked the fic! My asks are open! I would like to say that I take requests, but I honestly think that would only be possible if I get inspiration from the request. I also work full time, and I'm filling in for my manager AND the second in line at the same time next week, so you may not have many fics until after. This hasn't been grammatically checked or anything. Just read over once by me. If I've missed any warnings, let me know.
You loved camping with your boyfriend and his friends. Being in the fresh outdoors near the lake, sharing stories by the campfire. You loved the quality time with your friends.
What you didn't love was how cold it got at night, by the water. It wouldn't be surprising if the rest of your friend group heard your teeth chattering over their boisterous laughter. Jeno had insisted on unzipping both of your sleeping bags to join the zips together as a cover after being in your respective sleeping bags the night before.
Jeno didn't like that he felt like a worm, constantly wriggling to stay close to you. Even going as far as to ask you what you would do if he turned into a worm overnight.
Now, usually your boyfriend is like a furnace. If only he didn't sling his best friend, Jaemin, over his shoulder to jump in the lake just before coming to the tent to sleep. Jeno hadn't even dried his hair, his whole body a cool temperature.
After a while of lying there, your whole body trembling in shivers, an ice-cold hand drifted its fingers up the length of your spine under the oversized shirt you wore. A sharp inhale of surprise left you, a small sound accompanying the noise.
"Jen, you're cold.." You whisper-whined at the male behind you, arching your body away from him.
"Shh, I'll warm up soon." He dismissed, certainty in his tone as if he had other plans.
Jeno's fleeting, cool touches slid around to the expanse of your stomach where his fingers teased feather light touches. The touch almost made you squirm against his chest, where he had pressed his hard, toned torso against you.
"Really, Jen? Right now? … everyone's still outside.." You turned your head to look at him in disbelief. Sure, you two had sex when his housemates were still home, but this is different. You felt a lot more exposed in the outdoors with nothing but the flimsy nylon of the pop-up tent between you and the others.
Soft lips pressed against the back of your head and again on your temple, trailing all the way down to your neck. "They can't see you, we can be quiet, can't we?" Jeno almost pleaded, his hips shifting forward to grind his hard length against your behind.
"I can, you can't-oh…" your teasing halted when his fingers brushed your puckered nipple.
The feeling heightened because of how cold you were. Honestly, if it wouldn't ruin the moment you'd have made a joke about being so cold, you could engrave glass. Your resolve crumbled when Jeno's mouth left quiet, wet kisses along your neck, his index finger and thumb hardening their pinch on your erected nipple.
You felt your heart thundering in your chest, breathing getting shallower the more aroused you became. The flood of heat between your thighs just from Jeno rolling and tugging firmly at your breasts was almost embarrassing.
"You can, can you?" Fuck. You may as well have challenged him.
Jeno lifted his head from your neck, hand leaving your breast in favour of smoothing down your body, making sure to at least grab a handful of your behind before giving it a light smack. The noise was covered by the commotion outside of Haechan laughing at Mark for dropping his marshmallow into the fire.
You didn't protest when your boyfriend rolled you onto your back. You didn't protest when he shoved your shirt up your body and over your head. The sudden change in temperature made you shiver, teeth biting into your lip to prevent them from chattering again. You also didn't protest when his head dipped, lips latching onto your left breast with an almost sated sigh.
Teeth grazed over your sensitive flesh, followed by a wet tongue to soothe the sting. Your legs fell open to allow your boyfriend to settle between them, your hand delving into his short, dark hair. Jeno fought not to make a sound when your nails scratched at his scalp, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head at the sensation.
Jeno had always loved your boobs. He always said he wasn't a boob man until he met you. Oddly, you saw that as a compliment. You never felt insecure about the size of them now… You couldn't when Jeno worships them the way he does. His mouth switched to your right breast now, teeth biting down on the neglected nipple to tug. This was slightly harsher and firmer than the treatment given to the other one – this one made you fight a moan, back arching to follow his mouth as more heat rushed through you.
"Please…" You whispered, begging your boyfriend to put your poor throbbing clit out of its misery. Jeno's teeth let go of your swollen nipple with a quiet pop. You leaned back on your elbows and forearms to watch his next move, reaching out to stop him when he began to crawl down your body. "No, Jen. Please, inside." you pleaded.
The plea had Jeno flashing you the smuggest of grins, his hands settling on the waistband of your pyjama pants. "Are you sure?" The edge of concern lingered in his voice. Jeno knew he was big, and quite often, he would have to work you up to get you ready to take him. You'd never had anyone as big as him before. It took you months to be able to take his full length and girth inside you.
Jeno watched as you nodded almost frantically, your eyes looking beautifully glazed with lust. "I can take it." a strange burst of pride swelled in his chest at the determination in your voice. It made him coo at you softly as he pulled your pyjama pants down your legs.
"Oh, baby, I know you can." he praised, "My Good Girl always takes what I give her… Even if she's a greedy mess" The last word of his degradation was accentuated by a strong palm coming down to lightly smack you over your panties, the sound wet from your arousal.
Your teeth sank further into your lip to stop the whimper caught in your throat. Instead, you watched your boyfriend undress in the darkness of the tent. His shirt came off first, the material nearly getting caught on the silver barbell through his left eyebrow. Next came his pants and boxers. Your breath caught in your throat when his hard cock sprang up to touch his stomach. Jeno's red, swollen, pierced tip almost touching his belly button.
Your mouth fell open in shock. Sure, it'd been a while since you'd seen your boyfriend naked but it never crossed your mind that he had gotten his cock pierced! Had it really been that long?
"Surprise…" Jeno grinned, his hands already working at slipping your panties down your legs.
A palm landed on each knee to spread your legs wide for him. The sight earned you a curse of praise. "fuck…such a pretty swollen clit baby…" he groaned quietly, one hand leaving your knee in favor of lightly circling your swollen bud with his index finger.
The action had you squirming beneath him, quiet whimpers threatening to spill from your mouth. Another smack was landed, directly to your clit. It was accompanied by a warning glare from your boyfriend.
"You said you could be quiet." He stated, his tone almost mocking your earlier words. His fingers toyed with your sopping heat, spreading your arousal. Jeno dipped two fingers into your entrance, gathering some of your mess.
Those same two fingers were soon pressed to your lips, your mouth opening to greedily lap at them. Your eyes fluttered closed as you worked his fingers, your tongue collection your own arousal from them whilst simultaneously covering them with your saliva.
You were so preoccupied with his thick fingers that when the cold metal of his piercing pressed against your entrance, it made you shiver. Jeno shoved his fingers into your mouth deeper, reminding you that you'd stopped sucking. The action made you gag slightly, being unprepared, but soon enough, you were easily back to deepthroating Jeno's fingers.
"Ready baby?" He warned, his voice thick with arousal, raspy almost. His lips spread to a smile when you nodded around his fingers, taking that signal to slowly push into your entrance.
Jeno made a small sound as your velvety walls stretched around him. He wasn't even halfway inside yet, and your walls were hugging so tight around him.
Jeno went slow, the metal ring of his piercing dragging forward over your sensitive spots. It heightened the feeling, your teeth accidentally biting down on Jeno's fingers to keep the sounds at bay.
"Ah!" He winced, pulling them from you, a long line of spit stringing from them. "That wasn't very nice of you, Angel." he scolded, moving the drool-covered digits down to smear the residue over the rest of his cock.
Dark eyes met your own… With the hard look on his face, you knew you were in for it now. Jeno's hands moved, pressing on the backs of your thighs. His hips shifted as he moved over you, the burn of your thigh muscles distracting you from the way you were being stretched out. Jeno held your legs there, and your thighs nearly flush with your torso, your knees by your ears.
Your boyfriend leaned forward, your knees hooking over his shoulders as he slid home, fully sheathed within you. His forehead dropped to your own, hips stilling to let you adjust. You felt full, so deliciously full. The angle he had you at, folded in half like a human pretzel, you felt fuller than ever.
He'd never bent your body to this extent before. You couldn't move anything but your arms and head. Jeno's shoulders and torso keeping you in position. His hand cupped your jaw gently.
"You good?" He murmured in question, lips drifting over your temple. You couldn't think of coherent words, your eyes so glazed they'd put a doughnut to shame. All you managed was a fast nod.
You tried to string together a sentence. Honestly, you did.. but all that went through your brain was how much more full you felt in this position. "Full…" You whined.
Jeno's proud grin widened his hold on your jaw firming, fingers digging into your cheeks until you had no choice but to open your mouth. "You're so good to me, Angel.. taking me so well." He cooed, his hips drawing back only to sink back inside you, deep.
A needy whimper sounded from you, slightly louder than you would have liked. It made Jeno pause, the ruckus outside too chaotic to even register the sound. His thrusts became measured and precise, the pierced tip of his cock pistoning the spot that never fails to drive you crazy. Small sounds continued to escape you, no matter how much you tried to keep them at bay. A grunted curse left your boyfriend, shaking his head as he rose an eyebrow in warning.
"Stick your tongue out." He demanded gently, sucking on his own tongue to create a glob of saliva. You did as asked, watching Jeno stick his own out. You welcomed the line of drool that dripped from his tongue to yours, your cheeks flushing a deeper red at the filthy action. That never stopped you from swallowing what he had to offer.
"Fuck, you're so perfect.." He moaned softly, hand smoothing down your jaw to sit just around your neck, his thrusts gaining speed as you leant into the hold.
"J-Jen!" You cried out, brain fogging over in pleasure. You'd momentarily forgotten where you were, the feeling too intense to keep quiet.
"Thought you could keep quiet, hm?" He taunted, his hand removing from your neck to plunge three fingers into your mouth. He hoped this would keep you quiet. You'd never hear the end of it if your friends heard the both of you like this.
Your breathing was frantic around his fingers, mouth sloppily working the three digits with your tongue. You were a mess of drool, and you weren't going to last much longer. From the way Jeno's neck and chest flushed a pretty pink, neither was he.
He shifted you slightly, pressing your thighs just a bit further back — Your knees were nearly touching your shoulders from the angle, but it felt so good. A pitched gasp around the obstruction in your mouth let him know he had exactly the right angle he was looking for.
Jeno's hips worked harder and faster, each hit home punching the same place over and over. Your walls clenched harder around him, nose huffing around your heavy breathing, your mouth preoccupied.
"I can feel you squeezing me so hard, It's okay, baby. You can come." He cooed through quiet grunts, his movements growing slightly sloppy but still having an effect all the same.
Your thighs shook, body trembling. It's as if the permission was all you were waiting for to explode. Body tensing, hands clutching at Jeno's shoulders, you came. Toes curling and muscles tensing, your nails clawing into the skin of his broad shoulders, making him hiss.
Your climax triggered Jeno's own, grunted curses huffed out as he stilled, spilling into you. Neither of you noticed through your highs just how loud you'd gotten nor the utter silence that filled the makeshift campsite.
His fingers slid from your mouth, hands gently manoeuvring you to a more comfortable position. Jeno Couldn't help but chuckle at your fucked out, flushed expression. His spit covered hand gently tapped your cheek as he dipped toward your lips to claim them.
Your arms immediately wrapped around him, hugging him to you as you both floated down to earth from the climax you'd just had.
It was a blissful silence, soft touches, warm embraces, and gentle words. After a beat of comfortable silence, a voice spoke up from outside the tent.
"Sounded like two bears rubbing their backs on a tre–"
"Chenle!" Jeno dropped his forehead to your collarbone with a defeated groan, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.
Never a moment of silence.
❦ ♰ .·:*¨¨*:·. no me culpes
[19:46 ] ;
the radio was playing softly as you and jeno were cleaning up after dinner. neither of you were talking, the comfortable silence filling the room.
the song changes to a love ballad, jeno smiling at the lilting notes. he walks over to you, gently pulling the plate you were currently holding out of your hands, placing it down. he replaces it with his own hand, tugging you to the centre of the kitchen. his smile is wide as he wraps your arms around his neck, his own snaking around your waist.
he tenderly sways you both to the music, admiring your beauty. he leans forward, placing a chaste kiss on your lips, his eyes turning to crescents as he grins at you. eventually, the song changes, but neither of you stop moving.
[12:01 am]
“what if you were an alien?” you murmur into boyfriend!jeno’s chest. the two of you are lying in bed together after a horror movie marathon, his dark grey blanket pulled over the both of you. you’re wearing his large green t-shirt that falls to your mid-thigh and shorts, and snuggle up to him because you feel cold and a bit scared. he notices and lifts his arm to wrap it around your waist comfortably.
you look up into his face - his eyes are closed and he looks peaceful; maybe he’s about to fall asleep by this point. “that might explain why you’re so handsome,” you murmur quietly.
the corners of jeno’s lips lift up lovingly. he finds your midnight thoughts endearing, and the arm around your waist shifts so that his hand runs through your hair. “go to sleep, sweetie.”
you relax, sighing contentedly into his chest. “... i really think you might be an alien sometimes.”
jeno chuckles lazily. “why?” he says, his eyes opening slightly as his hands repeatedly caress your hair.
“i don’t know,” you murmur, your eyes drooping closed with sleepiness. “maybe because you’re so perfect.” you let out a small, quiet yawn. “i love you,” you mumble, your hands on his chest relaxing as you fall asleep.
jeno can feel you relax as you sleep, and closes his eyes as your soft breaths seem to whisper in the dark room. “i love you more,” he mumbles back, and kisses your head as he falls asleep.
[10:21 pm]
you laugh uncontrollably as boyfriend!jeno tickles you, thrashing on the sofa.
you’d promised you would give jeno a kiss if he made you ramen as a midnight snack, and jeno had quickly scampered off twenty minutes ago to do just that. when he came back with the ramen, though, closing his eyes and pouting his lips in playful anticipation of your kiss, you giggled and pressed the back of your hand to his lips instead. jeno whined childishly, leaning into you with his beautiful smile and slight aegyo as he waited for a peck again. you’d refused, though, giggling - and jeno’s eyes flashed mischeviously as he tackled you to the sofa, tickling you mercilessly from above.
“jeno!” you gasp in between laughter, “stop!”
jeno grins, his pretty eyes curving into evil crescent moons. “not unless you keep your promise,” he says, and the hands that are ruthlessly attacking your ribs momentarily pause as he puckers his lips.
you grin playfully and lean forward to kiss his forehead instead. “you wis-“ you break out into laughter before you can even finish your sentence, jeno’s fingers attacking your ribs once more. “okay! okay!” you yell in surrender. jeno relaxes his hands and closes his eyes with a smile. you lean in to kiss him, then quickly launch yourself off the sofa, trying to escape through the gap his torso creates above you.
you think you’ll make it until jeno’s firm hands grasp your waist, and you squeak in surprise as he pulls you into his lap, facing him.
“you thought you could escape?” jeno teases, the hands on your waist starting to resume his tickling.
you blush, and playfully bop his nose, “yeah,” before pecking his lips.
jeno is momentarily stunned, not having expected you to kiss him so suddenly.
you laugh and press another kiss to his cheek. “let’s eat, the ramen is going to get soggy.”
This is so cute, i swear uwu
(づ￣ ³￣)づ💚💚💚
[10:45 pm]
“i have something to ask you.”
jeno glances up at you, curiously as he cuffs his sleeve. “is it going to take long? because we should get going right about now.”
“well, i just wanted to know if you like me?”
he stays silent, staring at you in what seems to be disbelief and you mirror his unfaltering gaze.
“babe, we’re getting married in an hour.”
“i still wanna know!”
jeno lets out an exasperated sigh but you catch his lips curve upwards as he opens the door for you. he places his hand around your waist reassuringly as you both exit your apartment. “yes, i like you.”
you stop in your tracks to peer up at him. “do you like like me?”
“we’re going to be late to our own wedding, woman!”