Jisung Thoughts - Tumblr Posts
HIS. TEENY. TINY. WAIST. 😫🫨🤯😫
Thinking about putting on red lipstick and littering kisses all over Jisung’s tummy while he giggles with a cute little blush on his cheeks 🤭
oh you know i do love marking pretty boys up 🥹
(warnings; swearing, marking, reader wears makeup, kissies, jaist!!🔞)
“what about this one?” jisung asks cutely, holding up one of your lipsticks for you to inspect.
you’ve been trying to get your makeup look finished before going out to see your friends and jisung, your perfectly clingy boyfriend, insisted on helping. his idea of helping was asking “and what’s that for?” every five minutes and occasionally telling you which colour he thought would look nice.
now, he’s insistent you pick the lipstick he selected for you.
“no, that’s no good,” you shake your head, looking around your drawer for your favourite nude one.
“why not?” jisung frowns, uncapping the lipstick and twisting it out. he makes a loud woah sound as he takes in the bright red of it.
“it gets everywhere, that’s no good for going out to a restaurant!” you try and explain.
“what does that mean, gets everywhere?” his lips form into a small and curious circle and you roll your eyes at him. jisung isn’t clueless, you know he isn’t, so he’s either playing dumb or he’s not actually paying any attention.
you snatch the lipstick out of his hand, quickly applying a thin layer to your lips. you don’t pay too much thought to the precision or technique of the application, simply smack your lips together when you’re done and turn to your boyfriend.
“i love this colour on you,” he smiles, words soft and gentle.
you smile at him, thanking him softly before grabbing his chin and pulling him towards you. you plant a noisy kiss on his cheek, an audible mwwahh! leaving your lips before you turn his head towards the mirror.
“see? it gets everywhere!” you explained.
jisung smiles brightly at you. “that’s just the excess layer or something, i’m sure now it’ll stay put.”
now you know he’s doing it on purpose but you indulge him either way. you lowly tell him to stand up, and he quickly does, and you’re pushing his hoodie up while you rub your fingers all over his stomach.
you want to squeeze his tiny waist until he can’t even breathe but you stop yourself, instead just grazing your nails up and down his stomach again and again and again while jisung does everything in his power to stay standing on both feet.
you move closer to his tan skin, softly pressing your lips above his belly button. a beautiful red stain is left behind once you pull away.
jisung giggles, actually giggles, and you start planting more kisses around his skin. his neck is redder than it was before and his eyes are tightly shut and his smile is so wide and his puffy cheek has a perfect pair of lips on it in bright red. you dare suck on the skin next, pulling it between your teeth as you mark him with something more permanent than your lipstick.
“do you see what i meant now?” you ask, running your nails over your masterpiece, careful to not smudge any of your work.
“need you to prove it more,” jisung rushes, discarding his hoodie and quickly undoing his belt.
“ji,” it’s your turn to giggle as he quickly grabs the lipstick and asks you to put on another layer.
“wanna see how long it takes for my dick to be covered in it,” he mumbles, already pushing his boxers to the floor.
“i’ll be late—“
“—trust me, it won’t take long.”