throughout your body
based on this tweet:
W A R N I N G S !
this story contains:
- sex toys
- age difference (jk is 30, lisa is 23)
- size difference (buff jk, smol lisa)
- needy lisa
- jk is jungshook
- but he's protective n strong
- tattooed jjk
- lisa is an innocent babie
- mentions of masturbation
- a bit of voyeurism
- vaginal sex
- fingering
- barebacking
- gentle n protective jk
- vanilla sex lol
- unprotected sex
- dirty talk
- jk is v gentle
- fluff <3
- mutual pining
if you're uncomfortable, then you can leave. thank you!
pls also note that this is FICTION, therefore it's NOT REAL, so before u call me delulu or say that im disrespecting liskook as idols, know that this is an alternate universe, so it's fictional and just made out of my imagination.
quick a/n: i saw this aliexpress twt a few days ago while scrolling thru gay twitter and i thought... hm. why not liskook-ize it? and pls, ive never written smut this fast (it takes me like a week to write smut lololol). plus there's smth about older jk fucking innocent lisa that makes me feel tingles ehehe i just LOVE older men ok. AND. the size difference too and TATTOOS?!?!?! fawk meeeeee !!I39249 make a dent in my cervix lol jk
enjoy lovelies ~
+ a little visual aid of how i imagine liskook in this fic look like:
(in this fic jk is wearing the exact same outfit /the black turtle neck one with the chain/)
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After coming home from work at 9PM in the evening, the one thing 30-year old Jeon Jeongguk didn't expect to see was a package in the shape of a fucking dildo right at his front door.
His eyes nearly pop out of their sockets as he dashes from the elevator to his apartment door, frantically looking around to see if anyone had seen the thing. Thankfully, the floor is empty save for the CCTV cameras at the end of the hallway, or else he'd have an awkward talk with one of his neighbors as to why he has a dildo.
It's not that it's his first time seeing a sex toy. His fleshlight is literally nuzzled in between his pillows in his bedroom, and the number of times he'd jack off everyday is quite concerning especially for a man his age. But he's lonely, he's horny, and he's a bit touch-starved, so sue him. Work has occupied most of his time, so casual hookups were out of the picture, especially now that he has been promoted into a higher position in his accounting firm.
Come to think of it; the last time he had his dick up someone was a good three months ago.
Playing with his lip ring, Jeongguk picks up the package and tries to read the waybill stuck around it. What he saw nearly gave him a second heart attack.
Receiver: Lalisa Manoban
Address: 21st floor, Room 2185, Luxica Palaces, Seodaemun-gu, Seoul, South Korea
Out of all the people in the apartment complex, the fact that it's his neighbor--Lalisa--shocks him the most. That woman is practically an angel in human form. An epitome of pure innocence; Lalisa is the type of person who gives you freshly baked cookies during Sundays and helps elderly people cross the street. She never swears, never talks bad about anybody. She greets Jeongguk a good morning every time they pass by each other in the hallway, and gushes about her five cats and one dog whenever they're stuck on the elevator. Plus, she always wears those adorable pastel-colored clothes and itty bitty dresses with ribbons on the collar.
So Jeongguk's discovery, albeit accidentally, of her ordering sex toys from AliExpress out of all places, knocks him off his feet. Though if he's quite honest, the idea plants a very explicit seed of thought in his mind.
Imagining Lisa--cute, pure, sweet Lalisa, wearing nothing but a baby pink lingerie, all spread out and hot and pliant under him, pussy wet and dripping onto the sheets, the dildo clenched inside her hole. Jeongguk imagines just how tight she'll be, walls clamping around him as he fingers her thoroughly, how sugary her moans will sound while he plows into her.
Fuck. He feels his pants tightening with just the thought of the innocent brunette with her plush lips around his cock as she bounces on the new dildo she got. The toy's big, too. Roughly about 8 inches long, and the girth a bit thicker than normal. It's a bit shorter than his own, but he thinks it's alright.
Shaking his head, he blinks out of his little horny-induced imagination and glances at Lisa's apartment door. It isn't the right time to think about such lewd thoughts, damn it. He takes a deep breath and walks just a few steps to it, knocking three times before it finally opens mere seconds later, revealing Lisa in her pastel blue robe and her cat--he thinks it's Luca--cradled in her arms.
"Mr. Jeon, ah, hello!" She greets him with her usual smile, and even though his attention instantly goes to her exposed collarbones, it still melts his heart. "How are you?"
"Hi, Lali," he starts idly while attempting to hide the package behind his back. "I'm doing great. I just got home from work actually and uh, you know. Busy with the usual work stuff. You?" He isn't usually this awkward, but when you're standing in front of a very beautiful woman with a dildo in your hand, it messes up your focus.
Lisa giggles and pets Luca's head with her fingertips. "I'm fine, Mr. Jeon. Just watching a rerun of Game of Thrones. I've got absolutely nothing to do." She punctuates her statement with a roll of her eyes and a cute tilt of her head.
Absentmindedly, he lets his eyes fall down to her unmarked neck. For some reason, knowing that Lisa isn't as innocent as she appears to be, he starts seeing her under a different light. Oh how gorgeous she would look with Jeongguk's marks on her, a litany of bruises and love bites in between her collar bones, under her jaw line, on her throat. He'd mark her up so good she'd never--
"...you okay?"
He blinks quickly, bringing his eyes back to her concerned face. "What?"
"I asked you if you needed anything, Mr. Jeon," she repeats with a warm smile. "Seeing as you look so troubled and all."
"Oh, um." He scratches the back of his neck and smiles back at her nervously. "Nothing, uh, I just saw this package at my front door a while ago? And, um, it says right here that it's yours so... I wanted to give it to you."
As he was talking, he slowly brings the dildo up and he watches as all the color drains from Lisa's face, her mouth open while staring at the thing in his hands.
It's quiet between them for a while.
Until Lisa finally reaches over, her cheeks as red as ever and her eyes downturned in shame. "Uh, great. Thanks, Mr. Jeon. I'll see you around."
And she closes the door in his face.
Jeongguk stands there, embarrassed, ashamed, and on the precipice of arousal. He backs away quietly, shaking his head at what just happened. Perhaps they'd forget that this ever occurred and go back to their normal lives in the near future.
Soon, though, he finds himself deep inside his fleshlight, the toy squeezing his dick as he imagines it's Lalisa instead.
* * *
This has got to be the worst day of her entire life; even worse than when her vibrator malfunctioned in the middle of masturbating, and that situation had sent her into a whirl of dejection for the following days, wherein she couldn't even stop touching herself just so she could reach that amazing orgasm that had slipped away when her vibrator broke.
Gosh, out of all the people that had to accidentally see her package, Jeon Jeongguk had to be it. The man she's been pining over for the past three years, and the sole reason she even bought a dildo in the first place--this is her third dildo, by the way, but lately, Mr. Jeon has been looking more muscular and hotter that she couldn't help but purchase another one.
And it had to be delivered looking like that. As if AliExpress could not be more obvious.
They should've just sent the dildo itself without the pouch and just stuck the waybill around the fake cock so everyone could see.
Lalisa glares at the item on her coffee table. It's a pretty glass dildo, rose-coloured, and it reflects rainbows on the floor if the light hits it just right. It's the reason why she picked that one out of all the choices the website gave her, and she even has a pretty pastel purple butt plug coming soon from the same shop.
However, all the excitement she felt prior to it arriving dissipated when she saw Mr. Jeon holding it in his hands.
Groaning into her elbows, she flops on the couch and it bounces a bit as she wriggles around in shame. It's so embarrassing! Eurgh! What does Mr. Jeon think about her right now? She'd never show her face. Ever. She'd probably even ask the apartment owner if she could be moved to another floor. Her days are going to be duller if she never sees Mr. Jeon's face again, but she feels so humiliated!
A thud coming from her kitchen makes her stop squealing.
Even the cats' ears perk up, and Love remains sleeping by her bed in the bedroom. Lalisa stands up slowly from her living room couch and walks to the kitchen to check what's going on. Just as she steps over the threshold, the thud happens again.
This time, it was accompanied by a low moan.
Lisa gasps in surprise.
Is Mr. Jeon... is Mr. Jeon doing what she thinks he's doing?
She covers her mouth as she hears another deep groan with a loud squelching. It's eerily silent on their apartment floor, and the walls in her kitchen are thin, so she could hear everything clearly.
In a moment of dazedness, her mind wanders to... obscene scenarios. What would happen if she went to Mr. Jeon's apartment right now? Come to think of it, Mr. Jeon is perfectly single as far as she knows. He lives alone; he doesn't get many visitors often, and she hasn't seen him take anyone home since he moved here.
The man is single and hers for the taking.
Before she chickens out, Lalisa is already walking across her apartment and grabbing her front door in a rush as she steps out of the deserted hallway. Her pets would be able to survive without her (their water bowls and food bowls are always filled, and they're potty trained), so she has no worries while she stands outside Mr. Jeon's door, the apartment number 2186 glaring down at her.
With shaky hands, she knocks.
The moaning and squelching instantly stops.
By the time Mr. Jeon opens the door, Lisa's lips are raw and bitten red, and her hands are fidgeting behind her back. Mr. Jeon doesn't look any better either--his dyed silver hair is pushed back, his forehead exposed. The sleeves of his black turtleneck are pushed up, and Lisa nearly drools as his tattoos are exposed, and the tightness of the shirt accentuates his strong chest muscles.
"Lali, hey," he breathes out. Lisa watches as he wipes the small bead of sweat on his temple with the back of his arm. "What are you doing here?"
"Um, Mr. Jeon." The brunette's eyes fall on his jumbled belt loops. The anxiousness she's feeling instantly disappears when she sees the prominent bulge on his crotch. Confirmed. Target locked, she thinks gleefully. She looks up to see him eyeing her neck, to which she grins. "I just... have something to ask you."
"Oh. Sure, sure. What is it?"
She bites her lower lip in hesitance. She can't believe she's doing this! "Can I... um, is it okay if I come inside first?"
Mr. Jeon's brows rise in surprise. "Inside? Of course. Come in, sweetheart."
The nicknames spur another wave of arousal. There's just something about Mr. Jeon calling her nicknames that gets her... wet. He always does that, and she isn't sure if he knows the effect he has on her.
When she steps past him, her eyes instantly land on the fleshlight that's poorly hidden between two books on his bookshelf. Lisa bites her lower lip just imagining Mr. Jeon deep into the toy, desperately chasing an orgasm that Lisa oh-so-rudely interrupted. "Oh. I didn't know you were... um... busy."
"Ah, that?" Mr. Jeon thinks she must be talking about the television, because he shakes his head. "Nothing, I just. Well... I was watching this show. I don't know what it's called."
When he settles next to her on the couch, she scoots closer, close enough where she can touch him but not too close to invade his privacy. Taking a long exhale, she pops the dreaded question.
"Do you..." Lisa clears her throat, blinking. "Do you need help with anything, Mr. Jeon?"
Mr. Jeon frowns at her, and god, he just looks so good. "What?"
With her hand, she gestures vaguely towards the bookshelf. "Do you need help with that?"
"Lali, what are you--"
And then, like a movie, his eyes land on the fleshlight. Then it goes back to her, and then her hand.
Lisa could almost hear his thoughts right now. Sees the play of emotions in his face. His throat bobs, obviously contemplating, and he looks at her again. Excitement starts to simmer in her veins, knowing that at any moment she'll have him in her grasp.
"You--you're joking," Mr. Jeon stutters, ears going red at the implication of her words. "Lali, you're not serious, are you?"
She shakes her head and looks him straight in the eye. "I am. I'm always ready to help you, Mr. Jeon." And, impulsively, she adds, "Or else I wouldn't have worn this."
If Lisa thought Mr. Jeon's eyes could not get any bigger, she's mistaken. His gaze roams over her body, and she takes this as a cue to slip her robe off her shoulder, exposing the smooth expanse of skin and the strap of a very apparent baby doll lingerie--baby pink in colour and one of her recent purchases.
All this Mr. Jeon situation aside, she was supposed to have one of her relaxation nights tonight. It basically consisted of her drinking a glass or two of wine while lounging in her bath tub and then fucking herself to sleep with a dildo after she'd worn one of her pretty lingeries. It's a ritual at this point; one that she does twice or thrice a month just to let off some steam.
But if Mr. Jeon is looking at her like this--a hungry, predatory glint in his eyes... maybe she'd forego the ritual and go to his apartment instead.
"Come here," and then he's tugging her down, his lips meeting hers in a harsh kiss.
And god. She nearly moans when she falls just on top of his lap. Her arms instantly wind around his neck as she straddles him, knees on either side of his strong legs as she kisses just as hard. Mr. Jeon's hands grip her waist tightly, pulling her closer and closer. His lips taste sweet, like red wine with a lingering taste of cigarette smoke, and she suppresses a whimper when his tongue sweeps over her lower lip.
Lalisa has to pull away when his mouth begins to go south, down her jawline and her neck and starts sucking and nipping the soft skin. She stutters a breath as she begins to grind down on his bulge, moaning when the friction hits the right spot.
"Mr. Jeon," she calls out softly. The man pays her no mind, his grip on her waist tightening as he thrusts up into her, his clothed dick rubbing against her undeniably wet panties. A moan leaves her lips as he does this one, two, three more times, before one of his hands sneak into her robe and settles on the bare skin of her waist. "God, Mr. Jeon..."
"Mmm?" He hums, fingertips teasing the patch of skin under her boob.
"Mr. Jeon, please," Lisa whines, shivering when he brushes against a nipple. Jeongguk is taking too long, and she wants to have something inside her so badly but he isn't doing anything!
"What do you want, baby?" He murmurs against her cheek, and captures her mouth in another filthy kiss that has her forgetting what she was going to say.
Squirming against his lap, she pants, "Want you, please."
To prove her point, she unties the knot in front of her robe and lets it pool down her arms. She gets the intended effect as Jeongguk finally pulls away just to ogle at the sight in front of him; Lalisa in a baby pink lingerie that leaves nothing to the imagination, with several bruises on her neck and her lips debauched and cherry-red.
The image makes his dick twitch.
"Fuck, you're so pretty," he whispers reverently, hands touching the edges of the lace. "So, so pretty, sweetheart. You drive me crazy, d'you know that?"
Lisa blinks innocently, a contrast to how sinful she looks right now. "Really?"
"Mhm." Reaching up, he pinches the tip of her nose, at which she scrunches up. "Always so nice, always so kind. And yet--"
"And yet?"
"Also so dirty," he continues. Lets a finger tease her right nipple, rubbing it until it becomes fully erect, until she's writhing in his lap. "Couldn't stop thinking about how you'd look like on my cock, 'specially after coming home to your cute toy this evening."
For some reason, the words make her feel embarrassed. Covering her face, she whines a cute, "Stooop."
"Why, angel? You don't want it?" His voice becomes deeper, darker, and Lisa feels herself getting wetter and wetter by the second. "Don't want Mr. Jeon to fuck your needy little hole?"
Lalisa whimpers in response, imagining herself bent over Mr. Jeon's couch with Mr. Jeon's cock going in and out of her, of how he'll fill her up so nicely and even better than all the dildos she's purchased. All the dirty things he's going to whisper to her ear, all the compliments and nicknames and kisses.
"Had to fuck that stupid fleshlight once I went home, wishing it was you instead," he confesses easily as he drops a kiss to the corner of her lips. "Bet you heard that, didn't you, sweetheart? That's why you came running, yeah? Offering to help me?"
She nods shyly, not meeting his eyes. "I did."
Suddenly, Jeongguk groans. "Ah, fuck. You're so adorable," he pinches her cheek, and she blushes at the sweet gesture. "So so honest, too. Tell me, will you let me fuck you, Lali?"
"Yes, please," she says a little too fast, already eager at the idea.
"You want it?"
"I do, please."
Without warning, Jeongguk suddenly stands up, holding Lisa against him with his hands under her butt as they navigate through his apartment. She licks and kisses his neck as they go, and when they reach his bedroom, he places her carefully on the bed and looms over her with a soft look in his eyes.
"You're so pretty," he tells her again. His knuckles graze her cheeks, and he coos when she covers her face with her hands. "Why are you hiding, baby? Show me that adorable face. Pretty please."
At that, Lisa laughs. "Stooop, you're so annoying."
"Mmm, I am." Jeongguk nuzzles his face into her neck, leaving kisses and bruises in its wake. She lets out small sounds, gripping the front of his turtleneck. Then, he pulls back, serious. "Last chance to back out, Lali. Are you sure you want this to happen?"
Lisa stares up at him and nods resolutely. "A hundred percent. I'm sure," she replies in earnest. "I trust you."
"Thank you, angel." He drops a kiss on her eyelid. "Pretty as ever." When Lisa blushes yet again, he muses, "You like that? You like me giving you compliments?"
She nods. Very much so. "Yes."
Jeongguk smiles. "Good, 'cause you'll be hearing that a lot." He pats her thigh twice. "Scoot up a bit, baby."
She does scoot up a bit. Places herself firmly in the middle of the bed and immediately, her nose is overwhelmed with how much she can smell Jeongguk's musky perfume. From the pillows, from the sheets, from the blankets. A wave of arousal washes over her at the overwhelming scent.
Jeongguk's hand slips beneath her robe and removes the material instantly, throwing it carelessly across the room. When Lisa meets his gaze, he smirks, pulling the lace of her bralette lower and latches onto one of her nipples.
Lisa releases a sweet sound--so sweet that it prompts Jeongguk's hand to wander under panties and play with the damp folds of her pussy. He licks, sucks, bites both of her nipples all the while she lays writhing against him, moaning and gasping and calling his name so beautifully.
When a finger finally breaches her entrance, she sighs in relief.
"Good, sweetheart?" She nods, gripping the sheets as he begins to pump his finger in and out. Eventually, she becomes impatient enough that she spreads her legs even wider in a silent plea. Jeongguk takes the hint and adds another one, to which she mewls loudly. "You're so tight, baby. We need to stretch it out a bit more, yeah?"
She doesn't know what that means, but she goes with the flow anyway.
Mr. Jeon makes good use of his mouth by licking and sucking her clit as he moves four of his fingers in and out of her, the squelching sound of her slick echoing around the room.
"Fuck, fuck," Lisa gasps, hand reaching down to grind her pussy on Jeongguk's face. The older is just so good with his tongue; she nearly comes with just a few flicks on her clit. "Fuck, 'm ready, Mr. Jeon. Please fuck me now."
And when he straightens up, Lisa nearly moans at how wrecked he already looked from just eating her out. His mouth is dripping with her juices, lips red and lip ring shining. Jeongguk pulls her in for another kiss, and she whimpers when she tastes herself in his mouth.
It's all a rush afterwards; the both of them find each other naked, Lisa not having the patience to prolong the foreplay any longer. Any more teasing and she'll honestly lose it.
Jeongguk uses his tattooed arm to reach over the nightstand, and Lisa frowns, knowing what's coming.
"Do we have to use a condom?" She blurts out, a bit sad at the idea.
He stops and squints at her, arm still outstretched. "Of course, sweetheart. We have to--"
"But I want to feel you inside," she whines. "I haven't seen you bring anyone home lately, and I haven't had sex in a while so it's okay. Please, Mr. Jeon."
To be honest, it's probably not safe and not recommended, but she just wants to feel him raw and unbridled. She doesn't really care about anything else, sue her--she's just too horny.
The older man visibly tries to restrain himself before his shoulders slump and he nods. "Okay, angel. Since you asked so nicely." As a reward, Lisa leans up to give him a kiss on the cheek. Jeongguk snorts and kisses her back on her forehead. "How do you want this?"
Lisa grins widely at the question and rolls over to her stomach, pushing her ass in the air and presenting herself to Jeongguk. No other explanations. "Like this, please."
A groan makes its way out of Jeongguk's mouth as he lightly slaps her right ass cheek. "You're killing me here, sweetheart," he admits, and Lisa giggles in the crook of her elbow. "You ready?"
She spreads her legs wider and nods. "Mhm."
"It's going to hurt a little, yeah?" Before she can even ask what that means, her mouth drops into an O as she feels the blunt head of Jeongguk's s cock rubbing against her folds, and then the tip suddenly enters her hole.
And. Oh god. If she thought Jeongguk was big, she thought wrong.
Jeongguk is big--most likely bigger than most of her dildos, dick longer and thicker than what she's normally used to. A good 9 inches, she guesses, and the whine that leaves her lips as he finally, fucking finally bottoms out is drawn out and long.
"Good?" He asks in an amused tone, big hands massaging her waist.
Lisa can barely speak with how full she feels, so she nods.
But like the devil himself, Jeongguk seems to find her misery funny so he laughs and spanks her left cheek, the sting causing her to moan. "Use your words, baby. I can't see you from here."
Pushing herself to her elbows, Lisa murmurs, "S'too big. Hurts a bit."
"It hurts?" She nods, starting to grind backwards a little. "Careful. Don't move yet, let it stretch you out a bit."
"No, it's okay," she disagrees, now using both of her hands to support herself as she moves forward until only the tip is left inside, and then slams her hips backwards until it's buried to the hilt. "Fuck! That's so good, fuck, fuck."
Jeongguk lets her have her fun for a while, not moving as she fucks herself back on his cock. "Yeah? You like it that much?"
"I do," she whimpers. Takes his cock in and out, in and out. "It's so big, love it so much."
The older man, probably taking pity on her desperate state, finally takes hold of her waist and thrusts into her so hard her eyes roll back at the sudden intrusion. It starts out fast, just the way Lisa likes it, and Jeongguk pounds into her so good her upper body falls back to the bed.
With how wet she's becoming by the minute, the squelching sounds just go louder and louder, mixed with Jeongguk's low grunts and her loud moaning. She attempts to move her hips along with his, but he's pinning her down so she has no choice but to lie there and take it.
"Fuck, you're so good for me, aren't you, sweetheart?" Jeongguks rasps from behind, and before she could even respond, he drapes his body over hers, effectively mounting her. "You let out the prettiest sounds, too. Shit."
"P-please," she says in between moans. Her hand comes up to hold Jeongguk's head and she presses a kiss to his cheek. "Harder, please."
Jeongguk groans at that, ramming into her harder and sneaking one of his hands under her body to her clit, rubbing the little bud whilst he thrusts into her in tandem.
"C'mon Lali, that's it," he coos to her ear, breathing heavily as he sits back on his heels. Lisa takes this as a chance to fuck herself on his cock, desperately chasing her release. "Yes sweetheart, use my dick, c'mon, you're so close."
And fuck. She almost sobs when he keeps on hitting that spot inside her just right, barely holding on as she feels the orgasm coming closer and closer that her toes start to curl. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm coming, fuck--"
"Shit, baby." Jeongguk's grip tightens around her when he feels her clenching around him, squeezing his cock tightly. "You're so good, fuck, such a good girl for me."
Lisa could barely hold herself up at this point. She keeps her eyes shut tight as he buries himself deep, something warm coating her insides while he keeps on thrusting lightly.
She could hear Jeongguk cursing under his breath, and then he pulls out, lying down next to her.
The sound of their heavy breathing fills the entire room. No one talks, obviously exhausted from their rigorous activity.
"You okay, sweetheart?" Jeongguk asks a little while later, panting heavily. "Did I hurt you?"
The younger nearly purrs when he begins to smooth her hair. "No, it was fine, Mr. Jeon. The best."
Mr. Jeon chuckles and pinches her cheek. Lisa can't see his expression, her mind and body toeing the line of consciousness, but she can hear a smile in his voice. "The best, really?"
"Mmm."
"Well, if that's the case, why don't you just stay there and rest, hm? I'll clean you up," he offers while standing up from the bed. "You must be tired, you poor thing."
She humphs at that, opening her eyes just a little to glare at him. "I'm not tired."
"Whatever you say, angel."
* * *
Lalisa wakes up the smell of eggs and toasted bread. She rubs her eyes with her hands, and oh. That freaking hurts, she thinks, now aware of the crippling pain on her lower back as she attempts to sit up. The pain also brings back memories of last night: where Mr. Jeon had quite literally fucked her to oblivion.
She bites her lip, wondering where the man is now.
As if on cue, the bedroom door opens, revealing Mr. Jeon himself in sweats and a plate filled with--obviously--eggs and toasted bread. It's cute how he brightens up when he sees her awake, placing the plate on the nightstand along with a glass of water.
"How're you feeling, angel?" He asks, sitting next to her with a smile.
Lisa, for some reason, has the sudden urge to comb his unruly silver hair. She does, all the while replying, "I can't feel my legs."
Mr. Jeon laughs at that and kisses her nose. "Sorry. Guess I fucked you too hard, didn't I?"
Embarrassed at his choice of words, Lisa blushes. "Stop it. Ugh."
"You can call me Jeongguk, by the way," he says out of the blue, his eyes softening when she gapes at him. "It's a bit awkward to call me Mr. Jeon, I think. Makes me feel old."
"You are old."
"Yah."
"I still like you though," she shyly confesses.
Jeongguk puts both of his hands on his heart dramatically. "Gah, you're so cute my heart hurts!"
Lisa rolls her eyes. "You're so annoying."
He snorts and pecks her cheek. "Speaking of cute, guess what I found in my doorway this morning."
Oh. Oh. She doesn't like where this is going.
"Someone ordered a butt plug, didn't she?"
God. Lalisa is going to have a word with the delivery man next time.
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a/n: guys i had to stop myself from putting the word daddy like countless of times bc. just. i told myself there wont be any daddy kink involved esjfdjfd idek if this is good FUCK ill edit tomorrow
anyway!! after this liskook finally date each other, have sex, and then have 29 babies. also i have a case study to finish but i havent started yet bc i wrote this. priorities first
comment ur thoughts!! lmk if u liked it <3
caly x
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