« jumin x reader lemon »
JUMIN HAN WAS always busy. Always working and attending meetings, always acting like a kuudere, and always playing with his cat.
He wasn't giving you any attention lately, and you were always lonely having to take care of Elizabeth the 3rd at home. It was getting a bit unbearable with each passing day.
You wanted to touch him, kiss him, and feel his warmth. But it seems like you'd have to earn his attention first, and you get it using only one thing.
Seduction.
Oh, you had plans alright - you knew everything your snobby husband liked, and didn't like. He had tried having all sorts of cats, and the only pussy he hasn't tried yet was yours.
9:45 PM
Lucifer Choi
(Y/N)
Where's the costume?
707
In your room. I had to jump
in through the window just to
sneak it in lolol
(Y/N)
You didn't stumble upon anything
weird, right?
707
Pffft like what
(Y/N)
U don't need to know smh
707
Then why u asking lmao
u so weird
(Y/N)
Hahaha lfmao fuck off
707
K goodluck lolololol
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You sighed, taking a moment to calm yourself down after getting pissed off by Seven. You didn't know what his problem was, that's for sure. You didn't like how he always picked on you.
You got out of the bathroom quietly, walking upstairs in a casual pace. Jumin always got home pretty late, mostly around ten in the middle of the night when he's not caught up with a bunch of meetings.
10:00 PM
The sound of the door creaking open perks you up. It was obviously Jumin coming home from his work.
"(Y/N)? I'm home," he says, letting out a sigh when you didn't reply. It was usual of you to wait for him to come home and run into his arms with a hug, so it was pretty unsettling for Jumin to come home to a silent house.
His footsteps gradually became louder as he made his way to his room, eyes widening at the sight before him once he flicked on the lights.
There you were, hands and knees pressed onto his soft mattress as you looked at him with a seductive glint in your eyes. Your lips curled into a smirk, watching as the faintest shade of pink brushed his cheeks.
"Hello, Jumin~" you purred, watching as your husband made his way next to you.
"Hello," he replied in his usual calm, collected tone, disregarding your kitty cat keyhole lingerie that you borrowed from Seven earlier.
You sighed, having to switch to Plan B as an alternative. You slowly pushed him onto the mattress, with you climbing on top of him.
Jumin paused for a while, his gaze dropping at the sight of your cleavage. He then smiled, having no choice but to give in to the desperate needs of his lovely wife as his warm hands grabbed your waist firmly.
This caused you to smirk even more, your desires growing more and more sinful by the moment.
You leaned closer to his ear, placing feathery kisses on his earlobe. Your warm, shaky breath sending chills down his spine as your hand made it's way to unbutton his top slowly.
You then smiled, a small chuckle escaping your lips as you heard his stifled groans of pleasure. You wanted to see how long he can keep up his blank expression, so you did the one thing that would surely bring out the emotions in him.
"Does Jumin Han is gay?"
You could feel him flinch at your sudden statement, killing the entire mood for the rest of the night.
He didn't talk to you after three whole days.
Sorry not sorry lmao
