I Love My Sex
I love my sex
♥ Big Bang/2ne1 &mdash Jiyong/CL; R; Romance
Jiyong can't get enough of Chaerin's teasing
an: cl is orgasmic. jiyong needs to fuck that girl or i will.
“Oh god…” Jiyong almost moans out loud but luckily has enough strength to keep it inside his head as he eyes Chaerin toweling herself off - it wouldn’t have been as sexy if it weren’t for the fact that she kept giving him secretive glances and knowing smirks, biting her lips and just being her normal, teasing self. They were backstage and after the What’s Up performance that the three of them - Teddy, Chaerin, and himself - performed, CL coming out with only a body suit, sweating and dancing with gyrating hips, he knew he couldn’t take it anymore.
What was even more frustrating on his part and sadistically pleasing on Chaerin’s was that Jiyong knew he couldn’t do anything about his complete hard-on what with all the cordi-noonas up in his face, everybody rushing around, getting ready for the next performance and reminding Jiyong how he was supposed to get on stage and to remember to do this and
(Chaerin licks her lips, moistening them)
that-
“Here, let me help you.” Jiyong breathes into Chaerin’s ear, taking the towel from her hand and softly pressing it against the back of her neck and down her spine. Fuck everybody, they can wait. He needs a break from it all anyways.
“Thanks,” She whispers and even though she wasn’t facing him, Jiyong could hear the grin of satisfaction in her voice. That and she was purposefully pressing her backside against his crotch.
He chuckles a bit to himself and returns the pressure, “You were great tonight,”
“I know I was,” Chaerin retorts back and moans when she feels Jiyong bite her shoulder. It was surprising that everybody was so consumed in making the concert perfect that they didn’t even notice the star of the night in a compromising position with Seoul city’s baddest female.
“Conceited much?” He finishes drying her and CL turns around to face him, smiling cheekily at him.
“I was going to say you were amazing too,” But Jiyong knew she wouldn’t have. Chaerin likes receiving compliments, seldom does she ever give them. The raven grins lecherously at Chaerin when she looks down at the bump protruding from Jiyong’s groin. “Need help with that, Big Boy?”
She didn’t even know what had just happened but Jiyong had managed to have her pressed up against a wall in one of the custodian closets, locked her in place with both of his arms and he was smirking down at her, one eyebrow cocked as if daring her. Chaerin shudders when Jiyong trails a finger up her thighs and to her breasts before he bends down to whisper in her ear, “Think you can handle it?”
Chaerin gasps when he gives her tits a squeeze but quickly regains composure, no way she’ll let him win. “I don’t think there’s much down there for me to have such a problem with.” Jiyong laughs at the biting response and reaches behind her to unclasp Chaerin’s bra strap.
“Oh, you’ll be surprised,” And he swoops in to capture her lips.
They’re both a mess of limbs and moans, desire and need, lust and power. Jiyong has her stripped in two seconds flat, her nipples in between his teeth as his fingers roam downwards to the warmth of her vagina, slipping inside to finger fuck her. Chaerin arches her back, her fingers intertwining with the spiked black her, tousling it and pulling it so hard that probably no amount of hair gel from talented stylists can return it back to its normal state.
“Jiyong…” She groans, trying to claw off anything of Jiyong’s she can get her needy hands on but seeing how she had her eyes tightly closed, it was more difficult than she had thought. “Take off your fucking clothes,” Chaerin hisses in frustration but takes the moment where Jiyong pauses to flip the two of them over so that she was now straddling his hips.
Chaerin licks her lips and she’s all insolent when she bends down to leave wet kisses down the column of Jiyong’s neck, slowly throwing off all his clothing one by one and grinding her naked ass with the roughness of his jeans.
“Fuck,” Jiyong mutters when he gazes down at her unbuckling his belt with her teeth, her ass high up into the sky and in such a perfect position for him to fuck her from behind, never once losing eye contact with him as if she was demanding him to look at her take control because this was a battle. He couldn’t help but feel even more turned on at the fact that Chaerin wasn’t a submissive wuss and wouldn’t take shit from him even if she did like him.
She unzips Jiyong’s jeans and pulls out the older male’s hard cock, biting her glossy lips as she grins up at him. “Well, well, well. Looks like you are pretty large.”
“Shut up.” He breathes darkly, hating how much he was writhing beneath her. Jiyong wasn’t going to let her go easily. Chaerin laps at the precum dribbling down his cock and instantly the raven haired male’s hands grip onto CL’s long hair, making her deep throat him whenever she decided to tease and blow on it instead.
“Chaerin…You’re so fucking hot…” Jiyong groans as she’s skillfully sucking on his cock hard, her hands massaging Jiyong’s balls and he realizes just how perfect that image of a lollipop would have been in replacement of his cock because of the way she was licking him, up and down the base of his dick. It doesn’t come as a surprise to him when he reaches his climax after a little while later and he deems CL the girl who gives the best blowjobs.
They’re both breathing heavily, chests moving up and down rapidly, and as if they weren’t already sweaty before, their skins were now glistening. Chaerin lifts her naked body up to lie down beside Jiyong and they both turn their heads to grin at each then bursting out laughing a second later. They don’t know why they’re laughing. They just are.
“Ah…Chaerinah, you um, kinda,” He curses to himself as he feels his cheeks grow a bit hot and he points to her chin, “have some of my, um-”
“Oh!” A tongue darts out and she licks the residue of his cum off her chin, grinning up at him. “Better?”
He blinks once or twice before a crack of a smile stretches across his face, “Better.”
Jiyong decides that he’ll let Chaerin win this time.
ps. just a little reminder that people can request oneshots for me to write over here it'd be really appreciated ;=; i really want to get better at writing & idk i think i work better if there's somebody that's anticipating for it. please fill out the form :') ilu guys ♥
♥ Big Bang/2ne1 &mdash Jiyong/CL; R; Romance
Jiyong can't get enough of Chaerin's teasing
an: cl is orgasmic. jiyong needs to fuck that girl or i will.
“Oh god…” Jiyong almost moans out loud but luckily has enough strength to keep it inside his head as he eyes Chaerin toweling herself off - it wouldn’t have been as sexy if it weren’t for the fact that she kept giving him secretive glances and knowing smirks, biting her lips and just being her normal, teasing self. They were backstage and after the What’s Up performance that the three of them - Teddy, Chaerin, and himself - performed, CL coming out with only a body suit, sweating and dancing with gyrating hips, he knew he couldn’t take it anymore.
What was even more frustrating on his part and sadistically pleasing on Chaerin’s was that Jiyong knew he couldn’t do anything about his complete hard-on what with all the cordi-noonas up in his face, everybody rushing around, getting ready for the next performance and reminding Jiyong how he was supposed to get on stage and to remember to do this and
(Chaerin licks her lips, moistening them)
that-
“Here, let me help you.” Jiyong breathes into Chaerin’s ear, taking the towel from her hand and softly pressing it against the back of her neck and down her spine. Fuck everybody, they can wait. He needs a break from it all anyways.
“Thanks,” She whispers and even though she wasn’t facing him, Jiyong could hear the grin of satisfaction in her voice. That and she was purposefully pressing her backside against his crotch.
He chuckles a bit to himself and returns the pressure, “You were great tonight,”
“I know I was,” Chaerin retorts back and moans when she feels Jiyong bite her shoulder. It was surprising that everybody was so consumed in making the concert perfect that they didn’t even notice the star of the night in a compromising position with Seoul city’s baddest female.
“Conceited much?” He finishes drying her and CL turns around to face him, smiling cheekily at him.
“I was going to say you were amazing too,” But Jiyong knew she wouldn’t have. Chaerin likes receiving compliments, seldom does she ever give them. The raven grins lecherously at Chaerin when she looks down at the bump protruding from Jiyong’s groin. “Need help with that, Big Boy?”
She didn’t even know what had just happened but Jiyong had managed to have her pressed up against a wall in one of the custodian closets, locked her in place with both of his arms and he was smirking down at her, one eyebrow cocked as if daring her. Chaerin shudders when Jiyong trails a finger up her thighs and to her breasts before he bends down to whisper in her ear, “Think you can handle it?”
Chaerin gasps when he gives her tits a squeeze but quickly regains composure, no way she’ll let him win. “I don’t think there’s much down there for me to have such a problem with.” Jiyong laughs at the biting response and reaches behind her to unclasp Chaerin’s bra strap.
“Oh, you’ll be surprised,” And he swoops in to capture her lips.
They’re both a mess of limbs and moans, desire and need, lust and power. Jiyong has her stripped in two seconds flat, her nipples in between his teeth as his fingers roam downwards to the warmth of her vagina, slipping inside to finger fuck her. Chaerin arches her back, her fingers intertwining with the spiked black her, tousling it and pulling it so hard that probably no amount of hair gel from talented stylists can return it back to its normal state.
“Jiyong…” She groans, trying to claw off anything of Jiyong’s she can get her needy hands on but seeing how she had her eyes tightly closed, it was more difficult than she had thought. “Take off your fucking clothes,” Chaerin hisses in frustration but takes the moment where Jiyong pauses to flip the two of them over so that she was now straddling his hips.
Chaerin licks her lips and she’s all insolent when she bends down to leave wet kisses down the column of Jiyong’s neck, slowly throwing off all his clothing one by one and grinding her naked ass with the roughness of his jeans.
“Fuck,” Jiyong mutters when he gazes down at her unbuckling his belt with her teeth, her ass high up into the sky and in such a perfect position for him to fuck her from behind, never once losing eye contact with him as if she was demanding him to look at her take control because this was a battle. He couldn’t help but feel even more turned on at the fact that Chaerin wasn’t a submissive wuss and wouldn’t take shit from him even if she did like him.
She unzips Jiyong’s jeans and pulls out the older male’s hard cock, biting her glossy lips as she grins up at him. “Well, well, well. Looks like you are pretty large.”
“Shut up.” He breathes darkly, hating how much he was writhing beneath her. Jiyong wasn’t going to let her go easily. Chaerin laps at the precum dribbling down his cock and instantly the raven haired male’s hands grip onto CL’s long hair, making her deep throat him whenever she decided to tease and blow on it instead.
“Chaerin…You’re so fucking hot…” Jiyong groans as she’s skillfully sucking on his cock hard, her hands massaging Jiyong’s balls and he realizes just how perfect that image of a lollipop would have been in replacement of his cock because of the way she was licking him, up and down the base of his dick. It doesn’t come as a surprise to him when he reaches his climax after a little while later and he deems CL the girl who gives the best blowjobs.
They’re both breathing heavily, chests moving up and down rapidly, and as if they weren’t already sweaty before, their skins were now glistening. Chaerin lifts her naked body up to lie down beside Jiyong and they both turn their heads to grin at each then bursting out laughing a second later. They don’t know why they’re laughing. They just are.
“Ah…Chaerinah, you um, kinda,” He curses to himself as he feels his cheeks grow a bit hot and he points to her chin, “have some of my, um-”
“Oh!” A tongue darts out and she licks the residue of his cum off her chin, grinning up at him. “Better?”
He blinks once or twice before a crack of a smile stretches across his face, “Better.”
Jiyong decides that he’ll let Chaerin win this time.
ps. just a little reminder that people can request oneshots for me to write over here it'd be really appreciated ;=; i really want to get better at writing & idk i think i work better if there's somebody that's anticipating for it. please fill out the form :') ilu guys ♥