[Advent] Day 8
For: lattelotus
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Joonmyun/Jongin
Length: 1500w
Warnings: fem!joonmyun
Summary: Joonmyun wears lace underwear. - pwp
Joonmyun’s never been one to invest in showy underwear. She doesn’t see the point when it’s just going to come off anyway. But she’s also pragmatic enough to know a good deal when she sees one. It’s why she’s currently slipping on her brand new matching bra and panty set instead of pulling out her trusted cotton collection. She’d found the garments on sale, and she has to say that she does enjoy the way they breathe. Of course, they breathe because they’re mostly lace.
There are cream colored floral embellishments that run from the tops of the cup and down to cover her nipple, leaving most of the rest of her breasts just beneath a thin, sheer layer of lace. The panties are much the same, hiding the best bits behind a pretty lace flower while the rest is on display. Mostly, she likes how surprisingly comfortable it is, shifting around just to be sure.
She catches Jongin’s reflection in the mirror; he’s still laying in their bed, his hair a mess and his sleepy eyes oriented on her backside. She turns to face him, head tilting because he seems uncharacteristically focused for this early in the day. Jongin blinks at her, giving her a lazy smile before he’s falling back on the pillows with a tired groan. Joonmyun chuckles at him as she heads toward her closet. He’s so adorable in the morning and she doesn’t think she’ll ever get tired of it.
By the time she’s dressed and slipping on her shoes to head to work, Jongin is puttering around the house in a pair of boxer briefs, looking like a temptation to stay at home for the rest of the day. If it wasn’t for Joonmyun’s steel resolve, she’d never be able to wiggle out of his embrace and get out the door every morning.
“Have a good day,” Jongin rumbles, an arm around her waist.
Joonmyun stands on her toes to press a kiss to his lips, surprised when he presses harder. She’s a little dizzy when he finally releases her and Joonmyun has to compose herself before she really does stay at home.
“Don’t be too late coming home.”
There’s something different in Jongin’s expression. Joonmyun doesn’t know what it is, but she assures him she’ll be home on time, stealing another kiss before she’s gone.
Jongin is waiting for Joonmyun when she gets home. She barely has a chance to greet him; he cups her face, his hands warm and his lips warmer when he kisses her. It’s demanding and insistent and Joonmyun falls so easily into it. She moans softly as his tongue sweeps into her mouth, her breath stolen and body curved against his, secure in his embrace.
She may be tired and a little frazzled from work, but Jongin is an expert in making all that melt away until all Joonmyun can think about is how much she wants his hands all over her. She clings to him, gasping when he lifts her off the floor and carries her to their bedroom. She doesn’t have the presence of mind to ask him what has him all riled up, but she soon figures it out.
Jongin likes her new underwear. When he strips her down, his touch gentle and familiar, his fingers linger around the lacy cups of her bra and along the elastic of her panties along her hips. Unlike her expectations, Joonmyun finds herself in the middle of their bed, head tipped back and heat racing through her veins, while still in her bra and panties. Jongin is settled between her legs, his mouth leaving a trail of kisses down her neck and to her chest.
The heat of Jongin’s palm over her right breast is addicting, and Joonmyun’s toes curl as Jongin’s thumb pushes the lace against her nipple and drags it. It sends a flood of pleasure straight down, Joonmyun whimpering and arching into it as Jongin smiles knowingly. She’s already aching to have him inside her and she knows Jongin’s not even close to finished winding her up. It only makes her clench with anticipation, trying not to fall apart too quickly.
Jongin is thorough, his hands and fingers mapping over her skin, his mouth on her nipples, tongue pushing the lace against her until she’s panting and squirming and wanting him to move down because she’s throbbing. She doesn’t know how much more she can take.
Jongin slowly works his way downward, leaving kisses along her ribs and stomach, teasing over her hips with his lips. Joonmyun moans loud when his palms slide hot under her thighs to hold her open.
“You look so beautiful,” Jongin tells her.
Joonmyun almost blushes. She does, however, moan his name when Jongin leans in and licks a stripe up her panties, his tongue pushing the fabric against her already sensitive body. Jongin hums, his eyes dark and teasing when he looks up at Joonmyun from between her legs. His eyes don’t leave hers even as Joonmyun feels him moving her panties aside.
This time, when Jongin’s tongue swipes between her legs, there’s no barrier and Joonmyun lets out a startled gasp of pleasure, her hips pushing down against his mouth. Jongin does it again, groaning and holding her open wider. His tongue is hot and persistent, pushing through her folds and inside of her enough to have Joonmyun trembling.
If she’d known wearing fancy matching underwear would have Jongin eating her out like he’s starving for it, she’d have filled her wardrobe with it years ago. Joonmyun’s thighs try to close in around his head, her hips rocking against his face and her hand twisted in his hair when she comes. His mouth is secure on her clit and she cries out, shaking and panting into the air as he keeps going.
She’s sensitive and he knows it, teasing with his tongue as his fingers spread her thighs open again. Joonmyun doesn’t know how much more her body can handle, her lips dry and sweat itching along the back of her neck. She whines softly as Jongin’s mouth moves up, dropping kisses over her flushed skin. She moans when he licks between her lips, tasting herself on his tongue. She can feel him hard against her and she rocks her hips. She wants it. She wants it so much.
Jongin hooks his thumb in her panties to keep them held to the side and Joonmyun relaxes, telling Jongin just how good he makes her feel when his cock sinks into her. Joonmyun’s toes curl in the sheets and she rocks down on him, hands on Jongin’s broad back to hold him close.
Jongin takes her hard and fast and Joonmyun screams from the spike of pleasure that races through her. She can only brace herself, lost in the way Jongin thrusts into her, thick and hot and perfect. Joonmyun shifts her legs, heels digging into the backs of Jongin’s thighs to urge him for more. Always more. She will never get enough of him.
Jongin pushes the cup of her bra down underneath her breast and Joonmyun doesn’t have a chance to brace herself before his hot mouth is on her nipple. Her spine bends, her head pushed into the pillow as her nails scrape down his back. “Jongin,” she gasps, “Jongin!”
Joonmyun can feel when he comes inside her. His hips jerk forward without rhythm and he groans, his teeth scraping over her nipple. Joonmyun goes rigid, clamping around him as she comes for a second time. Jongin moans louder, his breath hot on her chest and neck. He kisses her again, over and over as she pulls in deep breaths, trembling from how good it feels.
When she calms down, Joonmyun huffs out a small laugh. “I should have gotten this set in black, too,” she comments.
Jongin groans, his full weight dropping on top of her suddenly. “It comes in black?” he half whines, voice muffled from where his face is pushed to her boobs. “I’m not going to survive this.”
“You could have told me you had a thing for lacy panty sets,” she says, flicking him on the ear.
“I didn’t know I had a thing for them until you were prancing around this morning looking like a sex goddess.”
Joonmyun snorts when she laughs at him. “Maybe I’ll just bring you with me and let you pick out what I should wear.”
Jongin looks up at her with wide, bright eyes. “I love you so much.”
It’s possible that Joonmyun might regret that suggestion, but she can’t be concerned with that when there are cuddles to be had and a boyfriend to coax into a shower later. But first, she needs a power nap to recover.
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Joonmyun/Jongin
Length: 1500w
Warnings: fem!joonmyun
Summary: Joonmyun wears lace underwear. - pwp
Joonmyun’s never been one to invest in showy underwear. She doesn’t see the point when it’s just going to come off anyway. But she’s also pragmatic enough to know a good deal when she sees one. It’s why she’s currently slipping on her brand new matching bra and panty set instead of pulling out her trusted cotton collection. She’d found the garments on sale, and she has to say that she does enjoy the way they breathe. Of course, they breathe because they’re mostly lace.
There are cream colored floral embellishments that run from the tops of the cup and down to cover her nipple, leaving most of the rest of her breasts just beneath a thin, sheer layer of lace. The panties are much the same, hiding the best bits behind a pretty lace flower while the rest is on display. Mostly, she likes how surprisingly comfortable it is, shifting around just to be sure.
She catches Jongin’s reflection in the mirror; he’s still laying in their bed, his hair a mess and his sleepy eyes oriented on her backside. She turns to face him, head tilting because he seems uncharacteristically focused for this early in the day. Jongin blinks at her, giving her a lazy smile before he’s falling back on the pillows with a tired groan. Joonmyun chuckles at him as she heads toward her closet. He’s so adorable in the morning and she doesn’t think she’ll ever get tired of it.
By the time she’s dressed and slipping on her shoes to head to work, Jongin is puttering around the house in a pair of boxer briefs, looking like a temptation to stay at home for the rest of the day. If it wasn’t for Joonmyun’s steel resolve, she’d never be able to wiggle out of his embrace and get out the door every morning.
“Have a good day,” Jongin rumbles, an arm around her waist.
Joonmyun stands on her toes to press a kiss to his lips, surprised when he presses harder. She’s a little dizzy when he finally releases her and Joonmyun has to compose herself before she really does stay at home.
“Don’t be too late coming home.”
There’s something different in Jongin’s expression. Joonmyun doesn’t know what it is, but she assures him she’ll be home on time, stealing another kiss before she’s gone.
Jongin is waiting for Joonmyun when she gets home. She barely has a chance to greet him; he cups her face, his hands warm and his lips warmer when he kisses her. It’s demanding and insistent and Joonmyun falls so easily into it. She moans softly as his tongue sweeps into her mouth, her breath stolen and body curved against his, secure in his embrace.
She may be tired and a little frazzled from work, but Jongin is an expert in making all that melt away until all Joonmyun can think about is how much she wants his hands all over her. She clings to him, gasping when he lifts her off the floor and carries her to their bedroom. She doesn’t have the presence of mind to ask him what has him all riled up, but she soon figures it out.
Jongin likes her new underwear. When he strips her down, his touch gentle and familiar, his fingers linger around the lacy cups of her bra and along the elastic of her panties along her hips. Unlike her expectations, Joonmyun finds herself in the middle of their bed, head tipped back and heat racing through her veins, while still in her bra and panties. Jongin is settled between her legs, his mouth leaving a trail of kisses down her neck and to her chest.
The heat of Jongin’s palm over her right breast is addicting, and Joonmyun’s toes curl as Jongin’s thumb pushes the lace against her nipple and drags it. It sends a flood of pleasure straight down, Joonmyun whimpering and arching into it as Jongin smiles knowingly. She’s already aching to have him inside her and she knows Jongin’s not even close to finished winding her up. It only makes her clench with anticipation, trying not to fall apart too quickly.
Jongin is thorough, his hands and fingers mapping over her skin, his mouth on her nipples, tongue pushing the lace against her until she’s panting and squirming and wanting him to move down because she’s throbbing. She doesn’t know how much more she can take.
Jongin slowly works his way downward, leaving kisses along her ribs and stomach, teasing over her hips with his lips. Joonmyun moans loud when his palms slide hot under her thighs to hold her open.
“You look so beautiful,” Jongin tells her.
Joonmyun almost blushes. She does, however, moan his name when Jongin leans in and licks a stripe up her panties, his tongue pushing the fabric against her already sensitive body. Jongin hums, his eyes dark and teasing when he looks up at Joonmyun from between her legs. His eyes don’t leave hers even as Joonmyun feels him moving her panties aside.
This time, when Jongin’s tongue swipes between her legs, there’s no barrier and Joonmyun lets out a startled gasp of pleasure, her hips pushing down against his mouth. Jongin does it again, groaning and holding her open wider. His tongue is hot and persistent, pushing through her folds and inside of her enough to have Joonmyun trembling.
If she’d known wearing fancy matching underwear would have Jongin eating her out like he’s starving for it, she’d have filled her wardrobe with it years ago. Joonmyun’s thighs try to close in around his head, her hips rocking against his face and her hand twisted in his hair when she comes. His mouth is secure on her clit and she cries out, shaking and panting into the air as he keeps going.
She’s sensitive and he knows it, teasing with his tongue as his fingers spread her thighs open again. Joonmyun doesn’t know how much more her body can handle, her lips dry and sweat itching along the back of her neck. She whines softly as Jongin’s mouth moves up, dropping kisses over her flushed skin. She moans when he licks between her lips, tasting herself on his tongue. She can feel him hard against her and she rocks her hips. She wants it. She wants it so much.
Jongin hooks his thumb in her panties to keep them held to the side and Joonmyun relaxes, telling Jongin just how good he makes her feel when his cock sinks into her. Joonmyun’s toes curl in the sheets and she rocks down on him, hands on Jongin’s broad back to hold him close.
Jongin takes her hard and fast and Joonmyun screams from the spike of pleasure that races through her. She can only brace herself, lost in the way Jongin thrusts into her, thick and hot and perfect. Joonmyun shifts her legs, heels digging into the backs of Jongin’s thighs to urge him for more. Always more. She will never get enough of him.
Jongin pushes the cup of her bra down underneath her breast and Joonmyun doesn’t have a chance to brace herself before his hot mouth is on her nipple. Her spine bends, her head pushed into the pillow as her nails scrape down his back. “Jongin,” she gasps, “Jongin!”
Joonmyun can feel when he comes inside her. His hips jerk forward without rhythm and he groans, his teeth scraping over her nipple. Joonmyun goes rigid, clamping around him as she comes for a second time. Jongin moans louder, his breath hot on her chest and neck. He kisses her again, over and over as she pulls in deep breaths, trembling from how good it feels.
When she calms down, Joonmyun huffs out a small laugh. “I should have gotten this set in black, too,” she comments.
Jongin groans, his full weight dropping on top of her suddenly. “It comes in black?” he half whines, voice muffled from where his face is pushed to her boobs. “I’m not going to survive this.”
“You could have told me you had a thing for lacy panty sets,” she says, flicking him on the ear.
“I didn’t know I had a thing for them until you were prancing around this morning looking like a sex goddess.”
Joonmyun snorts when she laughs at him. “Maybe I’ll just bring you with me and let you pick out what I should wear.”
Jongin looks up at her with wide, bright eyes. “I love you so much.”
It’s possible that Joonmyun might regret that suggestion, but she can’t be concerned with that when there are cuddles to be had and a boyfriend to coax into a shower later. But first, she needs a power nap to recover.