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「私を守るための魔法」　2023.1制作

フリーアイコンクフレームを入れましょう！ ！

I made the t-shirt design I wanted, so it's on Redbubble if anyone else want it too or whatever

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If we are living in a simulation, either give me hacks to be happy or turn it off, I'm not having fun

Theres also a psychic war going on if youre not aware

its like im too anxious to sleep 😞 but i have been drinking lots of fluids!!! im sure my meds will kick in soon and hopefully let me drift off 🥹

on another note - could you maybe write a daddy!jeongin thing but its mostly just reader being obsessed with his hands? (totally not projecting 🥴)

Oh Sugars, I understand that feeling it is awful! I'm very glad to hear you are drinking lots of fluids! My Sweeties got to stay healthy!

Sugar Content: Spicy Sweet (SMUT!)

Allergy Warning: Daddy Dom Jeongin x Sub reader, female pronouns, choking, gagging, and pet names

Daddy's Hands

A soft light illuminated your room from the window on your right. You stretched and groaned, not wanting to face the world today. When you reached out to find comfort in your lover, he was gone. His spot in bed has a phantom warmth meaning his departure was not long ago. As your bare feet hit the cold wooden floor you hissed. You straightened out your sage green silk nightgown and made your way into the hall. It wasn’t long before the smell of toast and bacon filled your senses. If your suspicions were correct, you would find Jeongin in the kitchen.

“Good morning sleeping beauty” his chuckle at his own joke was raspier due to it still being the morning.

“Good morning prince charming” You strolled past him and gave a quick kiss on his cheek. While he was distracted you stole a piece of bacon.

“Wrong movies but I will let it pass because you are so adorable in the morning, princess. Now sit down and no more stealing food!” You followed his whiney instructions and sat at the kitchen island.

You watched Innie finish making breakfast but soon it was your turn to be distracted. Long and slender fingers grasped the whisk tight as he stirred the pancake batter. His other hand skillfully flipped the meat in the pan. When a bit you batter splashed out of the mixing bowl, he used two fingers to scoop it up and pop it into his mouth. How was this so sensual? You two had never fully discussed your addiction to his hands before. When he would tease you for staring too long you usually changed the subject or laughed it off. It was painfully obvious now, as you were soaking the seat below you, that you had a thing for his hands.

“Earth to y/n, baby? Hello?” it was clear he had noticed too. When you snapped back you saw the smug expression on his smirking lips. “Someone sees something they like?”

“I just spaced out while you were cooking, I am probably still tired” you deflected but he wasn't buying it.

“You just happened to be spacing out on my hands? You seem to be doing that a lot these days, hmmm” he grabbed something out from the fridge and set it in front of you. His hand cupped your face gently as he ran his thumb under your bottom lip. He stayed there and played for a second longer before pulling down your lip with the pad of his thumb. A soft moan left you. “if you are so distracted baby, maybe I need to give you something to do” he pulled the bowl closer and dipped his middle and ring finger into the sauce. “tell Daddy how this tastes.”

With that, he opened your mouth up and slide in the two fingers. He let the weight of the fingers sit on your tongue for a moment before he slides further and further back. The sweet taste of honey was left on their trail. As he inched towards the back of your throat you felt your gag reflex acting up. You attempted to pull away but Jeongin was quick to stop you with a hand to the back of your head. He cradled you in a position that should otherwise be sweet but inside was tainted with pure lust. “Uh Uh baby girl, no pulling away from daddy. Taste it” he looked into your watery pleading eyes with his own darkened cold ones. He slipped his fingers as far back as he could and gagged you. You fought back with a coughing fit as spit filled your mouth. When he was satisfied he retreated.

“Messy little thing for daddy” he cooed as the smeared your spit to coat your now plump lips. “What do we say, princess?”

“Thank you, Daddy” Your voice was almost gone at this point.

“Good girl” Along with his words went your panties as he ripped them off of you. “So fucking wet princess. All for me? Just a messy desperate thing for daddy, aren’t you?” he rubbed his hand up and down your cunt.

You moaned in pleasure at his soft petting movements but one particular motion elicited a gasp from you. Your clit hooked on his smooth cold metal rings and you couldn’t help expressing how good it felt. All of a sudden innie’s hand got wetter.

“Oh princess, you liked that? Are daddy’s rings cold on your hot skin? Must feel so nice”. He rubbed his rings into your spot with more intention and pressure now. He loved how you were falling apart in the kitchen chair, all because of his hands. Jeongin knew there wasn’t a single thought besides pleasure in your head. As he slipped in those same two fingers he used to gag you, the others wrapped around your throat.

His instant speed and pacing left you speechless. The fingers around your neck closed tighter and tighter the closer and closer you came to release. It was like his calling card to tell you he knew just how good he was fucking you. Then he hit that spot.

“FUC—DADDY!” you were begging and pulling away but being stopped by the back of the seat. You both knew however that you did not want this to end.

“Take it. Sit there and take it like the desperate girl you are. Finally getting fucked by my hands just the way you wanted.” His hand finally choked you fully. “So be grateful and cum for me”

Those words sent you over the edge as you spammed on his hands. He helped you ride out your high and was careful not to overstimulate you when he pulled out. Before he started aftercare however he had one more thing to do. Jeongin collected your juices on his fingers and shoved them back down your throat, the scene mirroring the one before. As you gaged he praised you.

“Daddy’s good girl”