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NCT: Boys Like You- extra, 3k
🕑 Added 2024-07-18 05:52:11 +0000 UTC
warnings. fluff, kissing, oral(F receiving), squirting, use of ‘puppy’
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Jeno teases, running the tip of his nose against yours. “Show me your room.”
A mischievous smile adds to his taunting, tempting you with a feather light touch of his lips. Wiggling his eyebrows, he pulls away and rests against the door frame. “I wanna see where you send me those pictures from.”
Those pictures whenever you’d start texting each other during the school year. The ones he’d request of you on your knees in front of a mirror, bent over to show your ‘pretty ass’ off for him.
“What will you give me?” Grabbing onto his wrists, you drag him to follow you up the stairs. Coy and flirty as you still sniffle away your tears urged on by a mixture of sadness and happiness. The quick waves of emotions igniting your need to be loved on more than anything now.
“And what does my princess demand of me to grant me access?” He hums, wrapping around your waist when you reach the bedroom at the end of the hallway that he assumes belongs to you.
“Guess.”
“It seems that you already have high expectations of me..” Jeno squeezes along the sides of your torso. Slowly dragging his tongue along the backs of his teeth. “Unless..” bunching up your top, he bends forward to kiss down your stomach. Pouted lips coming together to blow softly along your navel.
“Be a good puppy.” You order brazenly. Running your digits through his hair and softly tugging. “You’re mine aren’t you puppy? Show me, prove it.”
Jeno’s tongue weighs heavy in his mouth, sliding down to grope your hips before unbuttoning your jeans and lowering them in one go with your panties down to your knees.
“I want to kiss you.” He whispers, thick eyelashes batting up and down from where he peers up at you. Getting comfortable on his knees, he swoops forward and glides the tip of his nose down from your bellybutton to your mound. “Right here.” The tremor in his tone vibrates against your sensitive area.
“Kiss me then puppy.” Arousal sky rockets through you, continuing to keep a firm hold on his hair. Your back arches off the door to your room, legs trapped in place by your underwear and bottoms that have settled right around your calves.
The heat of Jeno’s plump pink lips teases at your bundle of nerves. Lightly grazing back and forth over the swollen area that peeks out from between your folds. Wanting to drag this out, he plays with you for a good minute, taking his time to drag his nose and lips across your mound. Occasionally running across your clit, and growling when you throw your hips forward at his face.
“Stay still now princess.” Slamming your backside against the door, his face sinks between your trembling thighs. Mouth hung open taking in deep inhales that rock through your spine with each panting breath fanning over your cunt.
“That’s not..” trailing off, you get lost in the thickness of his hair between your digits. “Where I want a kiss..”
“Why are you so wet?” He taunts, another swipe of his nose against your clit. “Pouring out like a broken faucet for me.”
“Ah, Jeno, that’s so..”
“Nasty.” He laughs to further embarrass you. Dragging his tongue up and down your mound, just outside of where you really want him. “Tell me why your pretty pussy’s so fucking wet for me baby.”
Pushing your tights apart as far as they’ll go with your pants stretched on your legs, he holds your cunt open. Whistling lowly as you convulse and shake your head. “God, what a fucking mess. All of that for me?”
“Al-always for you,” you mumble, hiding your lips against your shoulder. Stomach twitching when you catch his gaze fully focused on your stretched open cunt. “Want you.”
“Want you more.” Kissing as the backs of his teeth, he leans in close. Close enough for his breath to tickle along your entrance. “Fuck, so fucking pretty and tight.”
“Ah, don’t.” Weakly pushing his forehead earns a deep rumbled growl. Letting go of your hips to meanly whack your thighs. He dips in and wraps his lips around your clit. Putting power behind his tongue to suck fiercely at your nub.
“Puppy..”
The nickname encourages him to suck harder. Slurping at the wetness that's gathered between your folds. He traces along your entrance until your legs shakes and knees trying to close in together. “I said don’t fucking move.” Shoving you open again, he laps at his lips. Slowly lifting his eyes up to your look of distress.
“Ride my face baby.” Clapping the sides of your thighs roughly, he hikes them up without warning and angles his head lower to get between. Nestled right up to your core, nose pressed to your clit. “Come on.”
“J-Jeno, you’re too much,” you sigh dreamily. Scrambling to grab onto the door frame with your feet off the ground. The bubbling in your stomach increases, unable to tear your eyes away from the flex of muscle running through his biceps with each movement. Ever since the day he decided to become a gym rat, he hasn’t let you rest. Always showing off his strength, knowing how much it turns you on when he makes a real display of just how powerful he is.
“I said ride my fucking face.” He growls, cupping your buttcheeks hard enough to seep his digits into the meaty flesh. Hard and rough exactly how you both like it. “You can take it.”
He always has to remind you and bring you back when you get like this. So turned on and dizzied by your empty-headed mind. Absorbed by the relentless arousal shooting through your nerves. The only thought able to process coming from between your thighs.
Dropping your heavy-lidded gaze to his face turned up to look at you from between your thighs, you use one hand to grab onto the door. Returning the other back to his hair to pull on roughly. Jeno does have the perfect nose to eat you out, fitting deep between your folds.
Sucking in your bottom lip, you bite down hard and lower your smooth pussy onto his open mouth. Shivering up from your toes at the contact of his wet tongue laying flat against your entrance. The wet warmth of his tongue drops your head back to the door, tugging harder on his hair. “Oh fuck, Jeno!”
As if on autopilot, you melt against his tongue at the first glide between your labia folds. Sinking against his face with your thighs squeezing around his head. “Fuck puppy, eat me out, so fucking good.”
Jeno’s breath shortens, pushing the width of his tongue past your hole. He keeps you held up off your feet with a brutal hold digging into your ass. Leaving marks of his nails lining your soft skin. Trapped between your thighs, his heaven, he holds his neck up with added strength as you rock down and his nose digs against your clit. Back and forth, side to side, creating friction and rubs against every nerve around your swollen bud.
“J-Jeno!” You shout, hitting your head against the door harder as another jolt of pleasure races up to your chest. The sensation of his tongue and nose working in succession to get you to your peak rolls your hips down faster.
Dropping your head forward, you pull on his hair again. Drawing full dark irises up to look at you, full of heat and desire. The veins that line his forehead pulsate angrily beneath a thin layer of sweat. Ferociously devouring your insides with his tongue mercilessly jabbing between your clenched walls.
Jeno grunts against your core, releasing the hold on your ass to slap your butt repeatedly. Cracking loud whip-like sounds down the hallway with each hit, stinging palms along your velvety skin. “A-ahh baby!”
Meeting his feral gaze urges your hips to circle down on his mouth fasted. Struggling to breathe as drool passes down your chin and sweat builds up on your nape. “F-fuck! I’m cu—I’m cum—“
Shaking down onto him with weakened thrusts, you slowly fall apart. Climax slamming your chest back to the door, dropping your head against the hard wood as your thighs ripple against the sides of his head. Losing your grip on his hair, you completely fall apart and come undone. Writhing against his tongue that won’t stop pushing against your walls even as wet slick release trickles out. The force of it shooting up to Jeno’s nose, clogging his air passages the more you squirt out and fill his mouth with delicious release.
“E-enough,” you whimper brokenly, tapping against the door. “Can’t.”
Wetness drips down past his chin and neck, sucking down most of the slick that pours past his tongue. Gurgling the sweet liquid heat that pulses out against his mouth akin to a blood-thirsty vampire. “Fuck, you never done that before baby..”
Jeno’s eyes roll up for a second, smoothing his lips up and down your chubbed-up core. Full of blood and electricity as he earns more jerky shakes from you. Whimpering and pushing at his forehead while failing to mutter how sensitive you feel.
Sealing one more kiss on your clit, he pulls your bottoms up and gently secures them back into place. Lightly trailing kisses on the exposed skin under your navel.
“So good Puppy..” You smile lazily, fully leaned against the door to keep your wobbly legs stable.
“Wanna be good for you.” Jeno moves to stand, circling your waist to lift you off of your feet. Quickly he works to wrap your thighs around his upper half, smirking with your release all over his chin. “So, may I?”
“You may.”
Doing the honors of opening your bedroom door, he enters with your limp exhausted body clung to his built shoulders. Taking a deep breath as light coming through your window streaks across the room to where he stands with you.
“It’s a little messy..” you admit nervously, burying your face into his shoulder. “Don’t judge me.”
“It’s..” looking around, the smile on his face grows larger with each passing second. Amused by the playbooks and movie posters, the collection of albums you have out on display. A shelf full of body sprays and perfumes, clothes you opted to not packed scattered on the floor. “It’s so you.”
“Is that a bad thing?” You ask hesitantly, moving to stand on your feet while still hugged around his shoulders.
“I like it a lot.” He nods, kissing your forehead.
“Really?”
Ready to reassure you, he begins to play with the loose strands of hair framing your face. Gently moving the tendrils behind your ears until something catches his attention. “Is that?—“
Stepping around you, he moves to the board on your closet door covered in photos of faces he doesn’t recognize and from every summer he’s spent with you. “You kept these?”
“Ah, yeah, that’s my live photo album. Kind of.” You shuffle to stand by his side.
Jeno blinks and smiles, admiring the different pictures of you and what he assumes are your friends from school. “Wait—” Squinting, he bends toward the bottom of the board and points out a set of eyes. Most of the photo covered by others taken around the pool or bonfires you’d have. “Is that me??”
Letting out a timid laugh, you push at his shoulder to get him away from the board. “No!”
Jeno manages to pinch the photo between his fingers, swiping it from the board as he turns away and starts to laugh. “Hey! Jaemin took this picture of me!”
“Give it back!”
“I was like fifteen here?!”
“Jenooooo!”
Turning on his heel to face you, he holds the photo high up in the air. “You really do like me, don’t you?”
“Don’t be annoying!” You whine, swatting at his chest. “Jaemin just takes really good pictures!”
“Yeah, of me.” He chuckles, lowering the photo to gently smack your cheek with it. “So..”
“What?” You huff, snatching the photo from him, mostly to make sure he won’t wrinkle it.
“You’re coming back with me right? To the beach house.” He asks, tapping his pointer finger on your bottom lip to wipe away your bratty pout.
“I told everyone I had an emergency..”
“Kind of heard that, and then I ran after you.” He shrugs, pinching your chin to keep your gaze on him. “We both have to explain ourselves.”
“Are you ready for that?” You ask uncomfortably, frowning.
“Are you?”
“I asked you first..”
“What will we tell them? That we’ve been hooking up behind their backs for years now..”
Jeno pauses, noting the look of displeasure passing across your face. “Nah, they don’t need to know all of that..” he sighs, using one of his arms to pull you close. Chest to chest, tipping your chin up to look at him. “I’ll tell them that you’re my girlfriend.”
A hushed gasp passes between your parted lips. Eyes widening at him full of surprise. “Wh-what?” You stutter, immediately assuming he’s messing with you. “Hey, not funny.” Smacking his chest, he grabs onto your fists quickly.
“Not trying to be funny.” Jeno swallows anxiously, tangling his fingers between yours to hold both of your hands in his. “Would you? Be my girlfriend?”
It scares him to ask more than he’s letting on, at least he hopes that you can’t tell. Won’t catch on to how much his hands are shaking, or how slow his speech comes out with his tongue drying up.
“..Are you being serious?” Furrowing your eyebrows, you squeeze at his hands. Breathing coming out fast and short the more his question sinks in. “You’re.. you’re not..”
“I am.” Jeno says with more confidence, lifting your knuckles to his lips.
“How though? You’re in LA.. I’m out here..”
“It’s a little drive baby.” He says reassuringly, pressing the backs of your hands together against his chest. “I’ll come to you, anytime.”
“But when I start Uni..”
“We’ll call each other, every week. Doesn’t have to be everyday.” Jeno nods, leaning into kiss the bridge of your nose. “And I’ll visit on the weekends, we’ll meet up during breaks. I want to make this work.”
“Really?” The slight frown on your face perks up, ducking your head as more heat runs up your chest. “I wanna be with you too.”
“Is that a yes then?”
“Ask me again..” you shyly smile, keeping your chin tucked close to your chest.
“Look at me.” Releasing your hands, he cups your cheeks. Thumbs smoothing across the warmth that’s covered your skin. “Will you be my girlfriend?”
“You drive me fucking crazy Jeno.” You laugh, easing into his hold and gripping onto his waist. “But yes, I can’t imagine wanting anything more than to be yours.”
“To belong to me.” He says proudly, forehead pressed to yours. “We’re official.”
The realization of everything that’s already happened so far today rains down your back. Eyes falling shut with a deep breath as you nod against him. “Boys like you can seriously ruin my life.”
“Would you let me?” Barely leaving you with a light peck on the lips, he maneuvers you to follow him. Smiling ear to ear as he backs up toward your bed and sits down. “Would you let a boy like me ruin your life?”
“Think you already have,” you confirm, settling down onto his thighs and grabbing onto his biceps to keep you in place. “And I’d let you do it again and again.”
As much as it hurt to part ways with your friends after summer vacation, it hurt more to leave Jeno each time, without so much as a goodbye hug or wave. Fleeting glances were the most you could ever share without exposing the secret intimate relationship you’d fallen into.
“Remember when you asked me to not kiss you? During that chicken game?”
Apprehensively, you glare at him confused. “..yes..”
“I’ve always wondered,” turning around to lay you underneath him, he settles between your thighs. Arms bracketed and flex around your head, taking in the same cute shocked expression you keep pulling out. “Why didn’t you want me to kiss you?”
Looking away from the corner of your eye to avoid his intense gaze, you sink deeper into your bed. “Because.. I thought you were really hot and felt scared..”
“And now? Are you still scared of me?”
“Terrified.” You admit, looking at him playfully.
“Good.” Pushing down on his arms, he captures your lips with his. Finally getting that real first kiss he’s waited forever for. Not thirsty tongues battling, not crushed moans hidden by mouths trying to take control of dominance over each other, but a real kiss. Slotting your lips perfectly against the shape of yours. Releasing each caged butterfly throughout his stomach when you let out a quiet pleased moan.
“You kissed me.” You gasp, staring at the ceiling as Jeno topples to your side and reaches to hold your hand.
“Your boyfriend kissed you.”
Silence drapes over the both of you, turning to look at each other. Tempted to say more but held back by the fear of being too eager. Despite hooking up and feeling each other from inside out, everything feels different now. This is how it could have been if you hadn’t been too immature to understand your feelings.. and yet
“I don’t regret any of it.” You say quietly, resting your cheek on his shoulder. “This feels more real now..”
“I know.” Jeno agrees, eyes falling shut thanks to the comfort of your bed and scent of your shampoo infiltrating his senses.”I’m happy that it was you.. my person.”
Sleep claims you both once you settle into a perfect position for cuddling. Every raw emotion and tear, the pain and confusion that brought you here seems obsolete now. Cocooned in each other’s body warmth and peace.
The gentle pound of Jeno’s heart plays against your ear, finally at ease as your swollen eyes completely relax. “My person.”
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