Blackpink Imagines

Lesson Learned: Jisoo ❤️‍🔥

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Comeback was just weeks away, and you, along with the other girls, were immersed in practicing the dance routine for the title track. "1 and 2 and da da da, perfect! Okay guys, take 10," the instructor announced, prompting all of the girls to collapse onto the floor in exhaustion, except for you. Despite the fatigue, you remained determined to perfect your moves. This dedication was nothing new; you'd always strived to refine your skills, even practicing tirelessly in the dorms. Jisoo often witnessed your frustration when struggling with the choreography, yet she never hesitated to offer her support.
"Y/n, baby, the instructor said take 10," Jisoo gently reminded you, pulling you into her arms as she urged you to rest. However, your determination persisted. "No, I need to get this right," you insisted, continuing to practice the move you were intent on mastering.
"We've been dancing for two hours straight; take a rest," Jisoo pleaded softly, her hand resting on your shoulder as she guided you towards relaxation. Reluctantly, you sighed and gave in, following her lead. As Jisoo sat down, you crawled towards her, and she enveloped you in her arms, providing comfort while Sakura offered you some water.
Jisoo smiled down at you, grateful that you were finally resting. Your stubbornness sometimes made it challenging for her to intervene, but she was relieved that you listened to her, she cared deeply for you and only wanted what was best.
You were each other's biggest supporters, cheering on every success and comforting each other through the lows. To Jisoo, you were the embodiment of perfection, flawlessly fitting into every corner of her heart. However, there was one big issue: you had a major attitude problem.
"Y/n, look, I'm sorry—" Jisoo attempted to follow you into your room, but her words were cut off as you slammed the door shut in frustration.
Jisoo sighed in annoyance, one hand rubbing her face while the other clenched into a fist against the door. Thankfully, the other girls were occupied watching a movie at Sakura and Lisa's dorm.
During your second break, Jisoo had been spending too much time with Lisa, which ignited feelings of jealousy within you. With the comeback nearing, you longed for Jisoo's presence but felt sidelined by her bond with Lisa. In retaliation, you began hanging out with Chaeyoung, seeking attention by laughing loudly to catch Jisoo's eye. Seeing you cozying up to Chaeyoung stirred jealousy within Jisoo, prompting her to approach you, only to be met with cold indifference.
Ignoring Jisoo intentionally, you chatted animatedly with Chaeyoung, prompting Jisoo to reach out for your hand, only to have it pushed away. Frustrated by your attitude, Jisoo resolved to address the issue later at the dorms, and she assumed her position for practice.
Jisoo found your door locked. She lightly banged on it, calling out to you in frustration. "Y/n, baby, of course, I want to spend time with you. I'm just as obsessed with you as you are with me."
"Tell that to Lisa," your muffled voice replied from behind the door.
Jisoo groaned in exasperation. "Y/n, let's talk. Open the door."
"No."
"Y/n, you're being a brat right now. Open the door, please," Jisoo's tone grew firmer yet remained gentle.
"No, leave."
Jisoo understood your stubborn nature and realized she had spoiled you with her attention. Your current behavior, however, tested her patience beyond its limits. With a firm resolve, Jisoo fist slammed the door before retrieving a spare key and barging into your room, confronting you head-on.
"I've had it with your bratty behavior, Y/n," Jisoo stated sternly, gripping your face to ensure you met her gaze as she spoke.
You stared defiantly at Jisoo, rolling your eyes and pushing her away once more. "I said I don't want to talk," you huffed, turning your body away from her in frustration.
Your defiant movement only served to stoke the flames of Jisoo's anger. With a sudden burst of intensity, she pushed you back onto the bed. Gripping your legs firmly, she pulled you closer to her, her determination evident in every movement. In a swift and assertive motion, she positioned herself on top of you, firmly restraining your arms above your head with a powerful grip, asserting her dominance over you.
As Jisoo's eyes darkened and her breath quickened at the position, you couldn't help but squirm in her grasp. "Let me go," you whined in frustration, feeling trapped by her overpowering presence.
Jisoo's grip tightened, refusing to release you. "No. You listen to me, and you listen to me good," she growled, her voice tinged with authority. "I've had it with your attitude. I've spoiled you too much, and now I need to put you in your place."
Looking up at Jisoo, you pouted, attempting to play innocent and charm your way out of the situation. But Jisoo saw through your facade, instantly calling you out. "Oh, don't play innocent with me," she retorted sharply. "You're far from innocent."
Her words sent shivers down your spine, igniting a primal desire within you. "Who said I was?" you challenged with a smirk. "You, of all people, should know."
Jisoo released one of your arms, moving it to grip your jaw firmly while her thumb caressed your lips. The sensation sent waves of pleasure coursing through you, leaving you feeling empty and achingly aroused.
Without warning, Jisoo flipped you over, positioning you over her lap. In one swift motion, she pulled down your pants and underwear, exposing your bare skin to her gaze. Her hand moved faster than your eyes could follow, delivering a sharp strike to your butt with a force that made your body jerk in response. The sting of the ring on her finger intensified the sensation, sending a jolt of pleasure mingled with pain through your body.
A moan escaped your lips, hanging thick in the air as the sensation radiated through you. "Fuck, you're a kinky little slut if you loved that," Jisoo hissed, her voice rough and coarse with desire. The sight of her chest rising and falling with each breath only fueled your longing for more.
"Maybe I am," you taunted, your voice laced with desire and defiance. "Maybe I am so fucked up, I need a good fucking to teach me a lesson."
Jisoo's patience finally snapped. Pushing you away with a forceful shove, she swiftly discarded the remaining clothing, leaving her in only her pants. Your breath hitched as her gaze locked with yours, a dark smirk playing on her lips. "Oh baby, you don't know what you've started," she husked, her voice heavy with desire, before sliding her pants down to her ankles along with her undergarments. Her throbbing cock sprang free, veins pulsating with arousal.
Her hardened shaft rested against your stomach, eliciting a desperate whine from you. "Fuck, Jisoo, please fuck me," you pleaded, your eyes fixated on her throbbing member, your body yearning to be filled by her.
"Do brats deserve to get fucked, though? Beg me for it," she demanded, her words sending tingles of anticipation down your spine. Your walls clenched eagerly, craving her touch.
"Fuck me, Jisoo," you rasped, attempting to lean up on your elbow and meeting her gaze. "Now."
Jisoo clicked her tongue disapprovingly at your response. "Not good enough," she muttered, causing you to instantly sit up, your core throbbing with desire to have her inside you. She smirked at your desperate neediness. "Seems like I've got to teach you a lesson or two about not being a brat."
Drawing closer to you, you felt the slickness gathering between your folds. You were dripping wet for her, craving her dominance. With a firm grip behind your neck, Jisoo forced your head to look up at her. "Open up," she commanded, and you complied without hesitation. Parting your lips, you watched as she spat a thick glob of saliva between them before sealing your mouth shut.
"Swallow," she ordered, and you obeyed, ensuring your eyes never left hers. "That's my good girl," she groaned in approval, her thumb gently rubbing circles on your cheek as she studied you intently before releasing you.
You watched as her erection bobbed, pre-cum glistening at the tip. Meeting her gaze, you saw the hunger in her eyes as she guided the head of her shaft to your lips. "Open up."
The salty taste of her pre-cum was a relief, but it wasn't enough. You eagerly encircled the head of her cock with your lips, sucking greedily as she moaned in pleasure. Bobbing your head to take her deeper, you reveled in feeling her fingers gripping your hair.
Jisoo's grip tightened as she forced you down on her cock, making it bump against the back of your throat, causing you to choke. "That's it, baby, you're doing so good for me," she husked, her voice thick with desire as tears streamed down your face. Finally letting go, her hands slipped over your head in a caress, allowing you to breathe again.
A sob escaped your lips as you pleaded, "Fuck me, Jisoo, please," your body aching with need to be filled by her.
"Is the poor pussy sore? Does it want to milk my cock? Does the brat want to be filled?" she teased, her balls heavy and loaded with desire.
"Yes, please, Jisoo," you cried out, desperation evident in your voice.
She looked at you with desire, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. "You'll be the death of me, Y/n," she groaned, breaching your entrance with swift precision. Your hands wrapped around her neck as she pulled your body flush against hers, biting your lower lip to stifle a moan.
"You wanted this, so moan as loud as you can, baby," she urged, her hips pounding against you, your legs wrapped around her waist, pushing her deeper with every thrust.
"S-Shit, Jisoo!" you cried out, your back arching as Jisoo's nails dug into your hips, leaving marks on your waist. The room echoed with the sound of slapping as Jisoo's hips angled to find your sweet spot. You clenched your walls, drawing a groan from her lips. Her hand trailed up your body, finding your breasts as she began to fumble with them, roughly kneading them and flicking past your nipples until they felt sore.
Her lips captured your nipple, sucking so hard it would surely leave a bruise. You couldn't withhold another moan as you arched your back, pressing your breasts closer to her face while she tugged with her teeth, biting your nipple before lapping at it with her warm, wet tongue.
"Fuck, baby," she grunted, her hips bristling with hunger, greed, and lust as her lips met yours again. The intensity of her thrusts made the headboard slam against the wall with each motion. You moaned loudly as her tip hit your sensitive spot, her grin repeating the movement until your legs shook with pleasure. Your walls tightened with every powerful thrust.
Jisoo threw her head back, the veins in her neck bulging with every movement of her muscles. Her hands gripped you closer to her, your stomach tightening with anticipation.
"I-Im close," you cried out, tears still streaming down your face as you gripped onto her hair. Jisoo got closer to your face, licking your tears as she felt your orgasm building.
Your orgasm hit you like a tsunami, waves of pleasure crashing over you as Jisoo moaned in tandem with your release. Thick, warm ropes of cum shot inside you as your body shook with aftershocks. Jisoo held you close to her, whispering sweet nothings in your ear as you both came together.
"That's my good girl," she murmured, her cock slipping out coated in your mixed juices. She looked down at your abused pussy, groaning as it clenched around nothing, the remnants of your shared cum dripped down onto the sheets. Jisoo quickly retrieved a rag from the bathroom, gently cleaning your trembling body. "I'm sorry for going too rough on you, baby," she said softly, still wiping away the remnants of cum and sweat.
"It's okay," you murmured, exhausted. After she finished cleaning you, she kissed you tenderly all over your body, admiring your beauty.
"My baby is so beautiful," she whispered sweetly, caressing your body softly as you looked at her lovingly.
"I love you so much, Y/n," She told you.
"I love you too, sorry for being a brat," You whispered back.
"Believe it or not, I love it," she smirked.
You chuckled, "Then I guess I should say I love how rough you were with me," you teased, also smirking.
Jisoo's jaw dropped at the confession. "This will happen again, trust me," she husked with a smirk.
"Looking forward to it."