Sunghoon Waking Up At You Sucking Him Off(mdni)
Sunghoon waking up at you sucking him off(mdni)
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Ask: I love love love your writing! Im not sure if you've done one where you pay sunghoon back for helping you sleep by waking him up with a Bj? if not, could I possibly request it đĽš
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You wake up slowly, the morning sun filtering through the curtains and casting a warm glow over the bedroom. Stretching languidly, you turn your head to see Sunghoon still asleep beside you, his handsome face relaxed and peaceful in slumber.
A fond smile curves your lips as memories of last night flood your mind - the way he'd touched you, tasted you, worshipped your body with his mouth and hands until you were a trembling, pleading mess beneath him. He always takes such good care of you, always seems to know exactly what you need.
And right now, seeing him like this, all tousled hair and bare skin, you know exactly what you need. Or rather, what you want to give him.
Carefully, so as not to wake him just yet, you slip out of bed and pad naked to the bathroom. After brushing your teeth and freshening up a bit, you return to the bedroom, a mischievous smile playing about your lips as you crawl back onto the mattress.
Sunghoon is still dead to the world, lying on his back with one arm thrown above his head, the sheets tangled low around his hips. Your gaze drags appreciatively over his body, from the strong line of his jaw down the elegant column of his throat, over the defined ridges of his chest and abs.
God, he's so beautiful it almost hurts to look at him sometimes. And he's all yours.
Settling between his spread thighs, you lean down and press a soft, open-mouthed kiss to his sternum, right over his steadily beating heart. Sunghoon stirs slightly but doesn't wake, so you continue your path downward, trailing your lips over his sleep-warm skin as your hands smooth up his sides.
When you reach his navel, you dip your tongue inside teasingly before continuing lower, nuzzling into the thin trail of hair leading down from his belly button. Sunghoon shifts again, a low sound rumbling in his chest, and you know he's starting to wake up.
Smiling to yourself, you mouth at his hip bone, sucking lightly as your hand wraps around his half-hard cock, giving him a slow, teasing stroke. That gets a reaction, Sunghoon's hips twitching up into your touch as a breathy moan escapes him.
"Y/NâŚ" he mumbles, voice rough with sleep and arousal as his eyes flutter open to peer down at you hazily.
"Good morning," you purr, licking a stripe up the underside of his cock before swirling your tongue around the tip, gathering the bead of precum that's already leaked out. "Sleep well?"
"Fuck," Sunghoon groans, head thumping back against the pillow as you take him into your mouth properly, sinking down until he hits the back of your throat. "Y-yeah, I slept- oh god- slept fine. What are you�"
You pull off with an obscene pop, grinning up at him impishly. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm returning the favor from last night."
And with that, you dive back in, taking him as deep as you can and hollowing your cheeks as you start to bob your head, setting a slow, torturous rhythm. Sunghoon's hands fly to your hair, fingers tangling in the silky strands as he fights the urge to thrust up into the wet heat of your mouth.
You can feel him hardening further against your tongue, growing hotter and heavier with every pass of your lips. His low breathy moans and gasps are music to your ears, spurring you on as you take him deeper, relaxing your throat to accommodate his considerable size.
"Baby, fuck, your mouth," Sunghoon pants, abs flexing as he struggles to keep still. "Feels so fucking good, god, look at you. Taking me so well, shit-"
Pride and arousal swirl through you at his praise, at the knowledge that you can reduce him to a babbling mess with just your mouth. Doubling your efforts, you start to stroke what you can't fit, twisting your wrist and flicking your tongue just the way he likes.
Sunghoon's grip on your hair tightens, a strangled groan tearing from his throat as his hips start to pump shallowly, unable to hold back any longer. You moan around him, the vibrations making his cock twitch against your tongue, and you know he's getting close.
Pulling back until just the tip rests on your tongue, you look up at him from under your lashes, holding his blown-black gaze as you start to stroke him faster, tongue swirling around the head on every upstroke.
"Come on, baby," you murmur, voice low and sultry, lips brushing over his sensitive skin with every word. "Come for me. Wanna taste you, want you to fill my mouth, c'mon Sunghoon, give it to me-"
"Fuck, I'm gonna-" Sunghoon cuts himself off with a guttural moan, his whole body going taut as his orgasm crashes over him. You work him through it, stroking and sucking and swallowing around him until he's spent, until he's pushing weakly at your shoulder because it's too much.
Pulling off, you lick your lips and crawl up his body, settling on his chest and grinning down at him smugly. Sunghoon huffs a low breathless laugh, hands coming up to rest on your hips as he shakes his head at you in amused disbelief.
"You," he says, voice still a little shaky, "are perfect for me baby."
You hum at the feeling of his hands massaging your scalp before leaning down to kiss him slow and deep. Sunghoon kisses you back lazily, licking into your mouth like he's trying to chase his own taste on your tongue.
When you finally pull back, he's looking up at you with so much tenderness, so much adoration, it makes your heart squeeze almost painfully in your chest. Cupping your face in his big hands, he strokes his thumbs over your cheekbones, touch impossibly gentle.
"I love you," he murmurs, eyes soft and warm as they search yours. "So fucking much, you have no idea."
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A.N: I should learn how to end these drabbles, m so bad at aftercare so ignore the ending. And thanks to the annonie who sent this ask, hope you enjoy it đđ§Ąđ§Ąđ§Ą
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Most of your previous boyfriends always wanted something or the other. Whether it be sex or simply your attention, they needed it. All the time.
Sunghoon on the other hand? He didnât pester you for either. At least not often.
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The hangout soon turned into a date, one date turning to two, and so on. Soon both of you were out of college, looking for jobs. The plus point of being excellent at academics was that it didnât take both of you much time to land one.
Your jobs required you both to work nine to five, which neither of you minded since it was something both of you enjoyed doing.
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Well, there isnât much of a problem exactlyâ other than the fact that you feel extremely fucking guilty.
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It wasnât exactly your fault that you couldnât give your boyfriend enough of your time and attention. Your job required you to work overtime now-a-days, sometimes even having you work on weekends. You barely got time for yourself, always coming home late, too tired to even walk properly. It wasnât your fault that you barely had any energy left in you, your simple ânoâs always coming out breathy, thatâs how tired you usually were.
Initially, he accepted it. He was super sweet about it too, massaging your shoulders and the expanse of your back, rubbing softly to loosen the knots in it. He would prepare a warm bath for you, filled to the brim with bubbles. He would cuddle you to sleep, pressing gentle kisses all over your face. He would even prepare breakfast for you, serving it in bed.Â
Now? Now the situation is extremely different.
You see, despite being understanding of your tiredness, a man also has his needs. One can only hold out for so long. Any man is bound to get tired of the constant rejection of intimacy with their lover. And Sunghoon is also a man at the end of the day.
If the same thing continued, he would have no choice but to seek intimacy elsewhere.
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It was around 12:51 am on a Wednesday, you had just arrived home. The house wasâ extremely quiet. Thatâs strange. Sunghoon usually came to greet you when you came home, taking your bag out of your hand and slipping the coat off your shoulder. Where was he?
As if hearing your thoughts, your boyfriend came out of the direction of your shared bedroom. He smiled at you, quickly walking over and grabbing the bag out of your hand. He kissed the top of your head, slipping the coat off your shoulders and helping you take off your shoes. He held your waist, guiding you towards the bathroom. âIâm sorry for not greeting you immediately baby, I was preparing something for you.â
You looked at him with surprise, your tiredness momentarily forgotten. âA surprise?â
Sunghoon smiled at you. âYes doll, a surprise. Go take a shower, then Iâll show it to you.â
You gave a small smile to him, nodding, entering the bathroom, having failed to notice the subtle smirk on his face.
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You took your sweet time showering, making sure to feel as relaxed as possible, before going to bed. Once you were done, you wrapped a bathrobe around yourself, using a towel to dry your hair as much as possible, before walking out of the bathroom.
Surprisingly, Sunghoon was waiting for you outside. He smiled at you, before extending his arm towards you. Although you were a little confused by his actions, you extended your arm towards him as well, holding his hand. He pulled you towards him, wrapping his arms around your waist, before kissing your forehead. He then kissed your nose, your cheeks, and finally your lips. You smiled into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck, before breaking the kiss gently. You stared at his eyes, smiling softly. âWhatâs with the sudden affection?â
Your boyfriend nudged your nose with his own. âNothing, I just missed you.â
You laughed softly. âMissed me? But you saw me this morning itself.â
He pouted slightly. âThat isnât enough. I need you by my side 24/7 darling.â
You smiled, pecking his lips. âWell, you have me now, all to yourself, donât you?â
He nodded, smiling. âThat I do. Come to our bedroom baby, let me show you the surprise I told you about.â
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Your breath caught in your throat, once Sunghoon took his hands off your eyes. You had never seen your bedroom look anything likeâ like this.
There were rose petals randomly strewn all across the floor, the lights turned off. The only source of light being the innumerous scented candles all around the room. Your shared bed had a large heart of rose petals in the middle of it, with petals of white roses spelling out âI love youâ inside the heart. It was the most romantic gesture your boyfriend had ever done.
He wrapped his arms around your waist, bringing his lips next to your ear. âDo you like it baby?â
You turned your face to the side, quickly pecking him on the lips. âI love it. So very much.â
He smiled, nuzzling his face into your neck, before planting soft kisses all over it. âLet me take care of you baby.â
You bit your lip. It's not that you don't appreciate his efforts to have an intimate time with you, it's just that you didn't have the energy for that. You could already feel your eyelids starting to droop from the tiredness, your legs were sore from walking. All you wanted right now was to cuddle in your loverâs arms and fall asleep. âI'm sorry baby, I'm really tired right now. Can we just cuddle instead?â
For the second time this night, Sunghoon surprised you. Usually, when you denied him, he would immediately relent and take you to bed, spooning you and cuddling with you, making sure that you get a good night's sleep. Today however, he simply wrapped his arms around your waist tighter, his soft kisses on your neck becoming wetter and hotter, open mouthed kisses, ones that had you stifling a moan. âYou say that everyday baby.â
You gulped, trying hard to swallow down the moans that were induced by his unrelenting assault on your neck, barely able to utter a word. âIâ I know babeâ but I'm just râ really tiredââ
He ignored your words, biting down on your neck and sucking it harshly, trying to leave as many hickies as possible. You were unbelievably tired, but that didn't mean his actions weren't making you feel good. But you couldnât let him know that, or he would take it as a sign to continue.
âHâ Hoonie please, Iâm so tiredââ
With one swift motion, your boyfriend undid your bathrobe, quickly spinning you around and smashing his lips on yours, muffling your gasp. He ignored the way you tried to hit his shoulders to push him off, holding the back of your head in one hand to push your face towards him, trying to deepen the kiss. He held your waist tightly in the other, his thumb kneading the flesh there.
Sunghoon brought both of his hands down to your hips, lifting you, forcing you to wrap both your arms and legs around him. He quickly carried you to the bed, setting you down on it. Without breaking the kiss, he leaned your body back slightly, using one hand to roughly shove the beautiful heart that he had spent hours making, using a bunch of red and white roses, away, out of the way. He pushed you down onto the bed, quickly using his hands to tightly pin your own protesting ones above your head. He used his knees to shove your legs apart, settling down in between them.
You continued to protest weakly, your body too tired to handle him. It was starting to frustrate him with how much you were struggling against his hold. He briefly broke the kiss to glare down at you. âWhy wonât you keep still? I told you I would take care of you, didnât I? Why are you making this difficult for the both of us?â
Your eyes were glazed with unshed tears, your entire body sore from how hard you had been working the entire day, and how much you had been struggling against him for the past few minutes. âIâm too tired for this babyâ canât we please do it some other time?â
He rolled his eyes, before snapping at you. âToo tired? Isnât that what you have been saying for the past two months? I have waited a long time for you, havenât I? How long do you plan on leaving me like this? Do I not have needs? If you wonât satisfy them, who else will?â
Your lower lip trembled from his harsh tone, trying your hardest to not break down. You replied in a shaky voice. âBaby, you have to understand that my job has been extremely demanding for the past two monthsâ itâs hard for me to not be tired, my loveââ
Your boyfriend had enough of your excuses, quickly leaning towards the nightstand, fumbling about in the drawer. He produced a pair of handcuffs from it, causing your eyes to widen, your struggle against him increasing.
But tonight there was no escape for you. Sunghoon was desperate to be close with you today, causing him to quickly cuff your hands to the bed posts. Your tears had broken free, as you desperately tried to break free from the cuffs, pleading with him desperately to spare you for the night.
Your boyfriend held your hips down tightly, preventing you from moving too much. He once again smashed his lips on yours, silencing your pleas.
His kisses traveled south, leaving hickeys all over your jaw, neck, shouldersâ trailing down to your chest and stomach. His lips ghosted over your pussy, blowing air on it, causing you to whimper and clench around nothing.
Your struggle against him increased two-fold, causing him to hold your hips down with both hands. He kissed your inner thighs, before biting them, harshly sucking the bitten area to leave more hickeys, before finally deciding to give attention to your pussy. Even if he desperately wanted to fuck you into the next week, he still loved and cared about you, and wanted to make you feel better, despite his actions suggesting otherwise.
He kissed your folds, before licking a stripe upwards, causing a whine to escape you. He smirked, before repeating his actions. âI thought you didn't want this, princess? Why are you so wet?â
More slick gushed out of your exposed hole at his words, your pussy clenching around nothing. You gave up on fighting back, realizing it was of no use right now. Sunghoon chuckled, realizing your resignation, the sound vibrating through your cunt. He circled your clit with his tongue, causing you to whine, trying to close your legs. He held your legs down tightly with both hands, preventing you from moving too much.
Without warning, he harshly bit your clit, causing a choked scream to escape you. The scream turned into whimpers and moans, as he flattened his tongue over your clit, before sucking it. He gave your clit a kiss, before sucking over your slit, slurping down the slick like his favorite drink. You whined at the loud, wet, lewd slurping noises that were filling up the room, your boyfriend paying no attention to your sounds.
Abruptly, he thrust his tongue inside, causing you to cry out. He kept thrusting his tongue as deep inside as he could reach, causing loud moans to escape you, filling up the entire room.
He kept alternating between sucking your clit and thrusting his tongue inside your hole, as if unable to decide which one to give more attention to. His dilemma however, was quickly solved, once he shoved two digits inside your cunt, his long and slender fingers dragging across your walls, giving attention to every nook and cranny of your pussy. Your moans increased, spurring him on greatly.
You could feel the band in your stomach tighten, signaling your impending orgasm. Sunghoon could tell you were close, judging by the change of pitch of your voice. The speed of his movements increased two-fold, his fingers curling up every time to hit your spot, causing you to see stars.
With one final cry of his name, you came undone, cumming all over his fingers and the lower half of his face. He came up, giving you the perfect view of his drenched face, causing heat to creep up your neck. He leaned upwards to engage you in a messy lip lock, exchanging saliva with you, the taste of your slick prominent in his mouth. He broke the kiss. âFeel any better, doll?â
You exhaled, your chest rising up and down as you took slow and steady breaths. Even if you were tired beyond comprehension, you couldn't deny that he made you extremely good, way better than how you usually felt at night. âI do. Thanks to you.â
Now, don't get him wrong, your boyfriend was extremely happy he could make you feel slightly better. But clearly, he could do way better, since you were still able to form a comprehensive sentence. Which is why, he immediately got to work to make you feel even better.
Sunghoon went down again, once again attaching his lips on your pussy. You cried out, whimpering and thrashing around from the oversensitiveness. Once again, he held you down by your legs to prevent you from moving too much. He harshly sucked on your clit, quickly thrusting three fingers deep inside your pussy. He slowly, deliberately dragged his fingers across your walls, making you whimper and thrash in his hold, the sensations starting to completely fog your brain.
He flicked your clit with his tongue, before swirling it around the bundle of nerves. He curled his fingers, hitting your spot, causing you to cry out. He increased his pace, thrusting his fingers in and out quickly, curling them every time to hit your g-spot. The band in your stomach tightened once again, your vision starting to blur. The band finally snapped, causing you to arch your back, your head thrown back, mouth open in a silent scream. Your orgasm crashed over you, your boyfriend quickly slurping up everything, not letting a single drop go to waste.
He leaned up, looking at your face. Your pupils were blown out, eyes hooded, your chest heaving slightly, as you tried to catch your breath. The sight of you lying there in that state was his last straw, as he quickly leaned down to engage you in a messy lip lock. Without breaking the kiss, he made quick work of his shirt, unbuttoning it and throwing it somewhere in the room. He did the same with his pants, before breaking the kiss.
Your boyfriend reached out above your head, uncuffing your hands. Sensing no struggle from your side, he placed a small peck on your lips, before manhandling you onto your stomach. You could barely balance yourself, your entire body, especially your legs feeling extremely sore. Sunghoon grabbed your hips, pulling your ass up. He spread your legs apart, holding your hips tightly. He aligned himself with your entrance, his cock standing tall and angry, his tip a violent red, leaking with precum. He slowly pushed his tip inside, both of you moaning in unison, before he buried his entire length to the hilt, bottoming out.
Sunghoon swore that he was in heaven. A month without your pussy was pure torture, his hand was nothing compared to your beautiful cunt. The way your pussy was sucking him in right now? He was damn sure you missed him the same way he missed you, or at least your pussy did.
He pulled out almost completely, leaving only the tip inside, before slamming his entire length inside, his balls slapping against your clit. You whimpered at the sensation, your head buried into the pillows, the sound coming out muffled. He kept repeating the same process, making sure to drag his cock against your walls, the tip repeatedly hitting your cervix. Your whines turned into mewls, as you tried to fuck yourself back onto his length. Your boyfriend chuckled at the sight, giving your ass a nice slap, watching it jiggle. He repeatedly smacked your ass, watching it jiggle and turn red. His spanking turned you on even more if possible, your back arching, slick starting to seep around his cock and make a wet puddle underneath them, onto the sheets. He gave your ass one last spank, before leaning towards you, his chest almost pressed to your back. He whispered in your ear. âGetting wet from a few spanks, baby? Didn't know you were this much of a whore. Making such a big mess on the sheetsâŚâ
You whined, your sweet little cunt clenching around his length deliciously, causing a groan to escape him. He gritted his teeth, before leaning back up. He gripped your hips tightly, before pistoning his hips into yours without mercy, giving you barely anytime to adjust properly. Not that you needed it, he thought, with the amount of slick that was gushing around his length.
His heavy balls continued to smack against your clit with every thrust, stimulating it. You whined, pushing your ass towards him slightly, trying to get more pressure on your clit. He noticed what you were trying to do, bringing a hand down to your clit, harshly rubbing it. You let out a choked gasp at the sudden pleasure, your mind starting to cloud from the overwhelming sensation. The way his cock kept drilling into your pussy, hitting your cervix every time, along with the way he was rubbing your clit, your orgasm wasn't going to take very long.
For the third time that night, a familiar sensation built up in your stomach, causing you to clench around him tightly. Before you could warn him, you had already come all around his length, causing a white ring to form around his base. Your boyfriend groaned at the sight, fastening his pace. Once he felt his orgasm starting to near, he spoke hurriedly. âI'm near babyâ Where do you want it?â
Your mind was starting to go into overdrive, but you still heard him somehow. In a shaky voice, you answered. âI-Insideââ
He groaned, before quickly pulling out, causing you to cry out at the empty feeling. He ignored you, using his hand to jerk off, before spilling his load all over your ass cheeks. He put both hands on the side of your hips, using his thumbs to spread his cum over all your ass, admiring it. He landed a slap on it. âStupid slut, did you really think your pussy deserves my cum? After you made me wait for two whole months?â
You whimpered, the degradation going straight to your cunt, causing you to clench around nothing, a sight that did not go unnoticed by him. He landed another slap on your ass. âSuch a whore, of course you get turned on by this.â
You let out a muffled whine, clenching your thighs. He bit back a groan, his cock still very much hard and leaking. He grabbed your hips, pulling your ass up again, once again aligning himself with your entrance. He pushed inside, immediately bottoming out. He gave you no time to adjust, immediately slamming his hips into yours, cockhead repeatedly brushing against your cervix. His grip on your hips was so tight, it was surely going to leave bruises, but neither of you cared about that. Not when he felt so good inside you, repeatedly hitting that spongy part of your walls, bringing you closer and closer to the edge.
He suddenly wrapped a hand around your waist, pulling your body upright, your back flush against his chest. The new position gave him a better angle, cock almost bruising your cervix with the amount of force that he was using to drill into your pussy. His other hand reached down to your clit, pinching and rubbing it, rolling the hardened nub in his fingers. Your moans turned into pleasure filled screams, as he slapped your pussy multiple times. With one last slap, you spilled all over him once again, a white ring forming on the base of his cock.
Your orgasm triggered his own, as he sheathed himself deep inside you, shooting rope after rope of hot cum inside your awaiting pussy, making you moan at the sensation. He kept chanting curses, before he finally stopped cumming.
Your boyfriend slowly pulled out, watching the mixture of both of your cums dripping out of your pussy, into the sheets. He groaned at the sight. âLook at you baby, such a pretty little cum dump for me.â
Your face was shoved into the pillows, your brain not registering his words, as you tried to catch your breath. He slowly turned you around, looking at your fucked out face. He scooped the cum that was dripping out of your pussy, pushing it back in, causing a weak whine of protest coming from you, as you felt too sensitive.
He ignored you, focusing on trying to keep the cum inside. It was useless, the sticky amalgamation continuing to drip out. Frustrated, he grabbed your hips, pulling you closer to him. He once again aligned himself with your entrance, using his cock to try and fuck the cum back inside. Your legs twitched a bit in protest, but it soon died down because of how firmly he held your legs down.
He increased his pace, balls smacking against your ass with each thrust, his mind solely focused on pushing the cum back in. He picked up your leg, throwing it over his shoulder, before doing the same with the other. The new angle allowed him to hit deeper, his cock drilling deep inside your pussy, fucking the cum inside. He nearly folded your body in half, cockhead almost piercing through your cervix, pushing the cum impossibly inside, into your womb. You whimpered at the feeling, both your body and voice too sore to protest.
He groaned at your state, picking up his pace. He felt a little too good, no longer caring about your comfort anymore. He kept blabbering to you, his words ranging from sweet nothings to the most vulgar nonsense.
âLooking so cute like this, taking me like a good little slutââ
âMy personal cocksleeve, made to be mine and mine onlyââ
âGod you're so beautifulâ taking me so wellââ
âGonna knock this slutty pussy up, gonna make sure everyone knows you're mineââ
âWould look so pretty carrying my babiesâ gonna wife you up tooââ
His words caused your brain to short circuit. Your back arched, your mouth open in a silent moan. Your mind turned foggy, vision going white, ears ringing loudly, as a familiar, yet unfamiliar sensation built up in your stomach. Your orgasm crashed over you in tidal waves. You didn't stop cumming, your squirt splashing all over his thighs and abdomen.
He groaned at the sight, his own orgasm getting triggered by yours. He sheathed himself deep inside your pussy, head thrown back, jaw going lax. He kept on shooting load after load of cum inside you. He didn't think he ever came that much, your pussy milking him for all he was worth.
He kept coming till he was spent. He pulled out, his cock starting to physically hurt from how sensitive it was. He laid down beside you, chest heaving in exertion.
Your mind kept flickering between being conscious and then unconscious. In your hazy state, you felt Sunghoon wipe your pussy and the rest of your body with wet tissues, before you felt him whisper a faint âWe should take a bath.â
You felt him pick you up, bridal style, before your vision went completely black.
Little Red Riding Hood - Part One
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Pairings: Jake X fem!y/n
Warnings: Werewolf Jake, there will be smut in his werewolf form, knotting, CNC smut, non/dub-con, kidnapping, Jake is Yandere in this one. Based off the fairytale. This is part one.
Authors note: Hello my lovely readers! Finally had some time to post part one, will be posting part two tonight. Please note that I have not had any time to go over and fix the structure or grammar, I wanted to but that would have furthered delayed in posting the parts and I just didnât know when Iâd get the time to do that. So please ignore any mistakes as this is not at all proofread. But Iâm excited to write for you guys again! Enjoy! âĽď¸
âY/n! Donât forget the basket of fruit.â
Your mother trails behind, hand delivering the goods as you enter the uber. âOh! Thanks mom. Iâll be back later.â
She nods. âOkay, have fun with granny!â waving goodbye, she sees you off as your driver pulls out of the driveway. The ride was silent, at least up until he entered the back road. âVisiting grandmaâs house, huh?â he presents, attempting to make conversation. You nod. âMmhmm.â
You take a moment to respond to unanswered texts, losing track of the value of time as the driver takes a backroad. It went unnoticed until you looked up the window and failed to recognize the scenery. âUmâŚsir? Which road is this?â
âOh, just a shortcut. It will cut our trip in half this way.â Your brows frowned. Your grandma wasnât far at all, only five miles down from the main road. The robust driver continued to travel along the long windy path, which ultimately surpassed the length of time it would normally take to reach your grandmotherâs home. âSir, please drop me off here.â You spoke sternly as you felt uneasy by the driver's response. His caucasian features presented a stoic countenance as he kept flashing a perverse gaze through the rearview mirror, making eye contact.
âSir, I said drop me off here!â you demanded, yet all it did was make him chuckle laconically. âAnd leave a pretty girl like you stranded?â
You hissed. âIâm calling the police. Either you drop me off here, or Iâm giving them your information.â A sudden turn of the vehicle gives you some relief, until he spoke out. âFine, I'll drop you off.â
You quickly exit the vehicle. He berated and demanded extra payment for the inconvenience of the trip, in which you scolded him. âYou have got to be kidding me! Youâre the one who took me out here! I am nowhere near my destination, just what were your intentions? You sicko!â
After a spat that continued to go back and forth, you figured that this pathetic man was only trying to buy time and continue to view you from his mirror. It was the only sensible explanation, seeing as how he didnât pose a greater threat other than lashing cursings and insults. Finally, with you dialing the number to the police yet again, the driver darts off, seeing that you werenât bluffing. âIdiot.â you hissed as you watched the car disappear in the distance.
You attempted to make a phone call to your mother, but the call never went through. Figures. Being out here in the country, it seemed that the entire region was undeveloped. Your best chance was to walk on foot and knock at the first house you see. Carrying the basket, you start your journey and head in the direction of where you last saw the vehicle.
The windy breeze began picking up, fluttering the hem of your short sundress. An idea pops in your head and you remove the protective cover of the basketâa long red sash. Wrapping it around your body, it was wide enough to cloak your bodice and mid thigh. The length provided enough material for you to tie loosely around your waist as it draped over your hair, just as if it were really a cloak. âPerfect!â you whisper.
About a quarter of a mile out, and still there was no sign of any inhabitants. You canât wait to get back home and report that driver to the head of the company. âHe should be fired.â you huffed as you continued to walk. The sun started to set, which escalated your fear of not being able to make it back in time before nightfall. The massive forestry arching the road didn't make it easier. You looked back repeatedly to see if a car would come by. Youâre not one to hitchhike, but thereâs a first time for everything, you guess.
Your low heeled shoes started to feel uncomfortable as you reached a full mile. You wondered if turning back and heading in the opposite direction was a better option at this point. Just as you were reconsidering your approach, a lone vehicle pulls up from behind. It was black, and a luxury brand. Counting your lucky stars, you instantly greet the driver as the window pulls down.
âHello, are you lost?â
From the angle you stood, you could only view the manâs lips and his seated position. He was finely dressed, and had on an intricate designed leather glove that partially decorated his left hand. âYes! Could you please give me a lift to the next town?â
You watch as his lips give off a half smile, and the clicking of the locking feature puts you at ease when he reaches over the center console and opens the door for you. âHop in.â
You settle yourself in the fine leather seating and then it hits you internally.
âWhoaâŚâ
The man presents a hand initiating the formal manners of introduction as he bids you to shake his. âIâm Jake.â
You gently take his hand with your fingertips and give a subtle shake. âIâm y/n.â The man was too handsome. His wide glasses gave him a classic appeal, while his lengthy hair enhanced it all as it swooped over the side. He looked as smooth as aged liquor, and as fine as fresh silk. Given the luxury of his attire and car, you figured he either came from a wealthy family or made his own fortune, which proposed the bigger question in what he was doing driving on this lonesome road. There was absolutely nothing industrious about this entire place, what could a fashionable man possibly be doing here?
You figured it would be too rude to inquire, so you merely relaxed and made conversation instead. âThank you for giving me a ride. My uber driver had left me stranded and i am unfamiliar with this part of town.â
He kept his eyes on the road, relaxed in his seat as he steered the vehicle with one hand. His suit outlined his lean muscle and broad chest. Youâve never seen such an incredible looking man before. âLeft you stranded, huh? That wasnât nice of him.â
His voice was deep and equally as smooth as his looks. âWhere was he taking you?â he inquires softly. You answer, which propelled him to continue on. âYour grandmotherâs house is this far out?â
âNo.â you respond. âHe took this route while I was on my phone and Iâm not sure why. I started to feel uneasy so I told him to drop me off here. I figured it was better to take chances on foot than it was to stay inside the car with him.â
âAnd what was he driving?â
You were somewhat confused at his inquiry of the driver's vehicle, yet it somehow made you flattered that the man appeared to indicate that he was going to take action against the rude driver. âIt was a white car, I can't remember the make or model but its on my uber app.â
He nods. âI see. I suppose you want me to take you to the police station?â
You shook your head and asked if he wouldnât mind bringing you to your grandmotherâs home, to which he agreed. He gently taps on the wide screen on the dashboard. âYou can put in the address.â
Once the gps feature was set, you frowned and internally cursed the uber driver in seeing that you were thirty minutes out from where your grandmotherâs house was located. Feeling terrible that man, Jake, had to go out of his way to bring you there, you offered to pay him gas money, to which he declined. âIts alright. No need.â
As much as you hated the fact that you were so far out, you found yourself grateful at the fact that you had so much time to spend talking with Jake. His voice was so light and airy, yet deep with a lustful bravado. His features were perfect, and you had to keep reminding yourself to avoid staring.
Finally, you reach your destination as he pulls up to your grandmotherâs mailbox. âWeâre here.â A man of few words, yet somehow that just made him more attractive. You thanked him as you unbuckle your seatbelt. âOne moment.â You halt your movements at the sound of his voice, and watch as he leans in. His chest hovering over the center console as he delicately unbuckles your seatbelt for you. With his face close to yours, you slightly blush and clear your throat as the smell of his cologne dances in your nostrils. He smirks as he unravels the seatbelt and lets it free from his grip. âLet me get the door for you.â
You watch through the windshield as he walks around the front of the car. Hand in pocket, his frame and stature in full sight was equally as impressive as his profile. God this man was so sexy.
He opens the door and helps you out. âOhâŚthank you.â you softly express your gratitude while he takes your hand and stabilizes your posture as you hold onto the hem of your dress while getting out. His smooth tone had a faintâa very faint chuckle as he responded. âHmph. No problem.â
The sunset fired the sky with an orange red hue. âLooks like it's going to be a full moon tonight.â
You chuckled. Confused by his deduction, you sought clarification. âWhat makes you think so?â
He remains staring at the sky and you feel his thumb stroking the back of your palm while your hand remains resting in his. You feel the heat of bloodrush as he continues to do so before gently releasing your hand at your side. âJust by the way the sun is setting. The color and direction can tell you these things.â
You look up to view the sky before he says goodbye. âIt was nice meeting you. Please be careful. I would have someone else drive you home tonight.â
He was so kind. The fact that he had considered your safety made you fall for him, more so than what is considered normal considering you didnât know this man. Still, how can someone be so beautiful inside and out? âThank youâŚJake.â
He flashes a smileâa real one this time. His teeth were pearly white and straight, enhancing the dashing value of his appeal. âTake care, y/n.â
He drives off after seeing you reach the front door. You sigh as sadness settles in your heart and soul watching him go. âI wish I could see you againâŚJake.â
Entering the house, you announce your presence aloud, hoping that your grandma wouldnât be startled as you let yourself in. Noticing the lack of response, you venture in and explore the house, and see no one was home. It figures. Your grandmother spent a lot of time at one of the neighbors' homes. She probably assumed you werenât coming and went to spend time with some friends. You reached into the basket and noticed that your phone was not inside. âOh noâmy phoneâŚmy phone!â
Since your dress didnât have any pockets, you had it nestled in the basket during the drive. It must have fallen out on the ride here, which posed another dilemma. You pick up the landline and dial your motherâs phone number, when a stagnant tone indicates that the line was busy or unresponsive.
After a few minutes of pondering, you figured it was best to take your grandmother's car and head back home. Hopefully she wouldnât mind.
You make your way out and head to the main road, when construction signs indicated that all routes to the path were blocked. With your phone in Jakeâs car and no GPS feature in your grandmotherâs older vehicle, you had no choice but to head back the way you came inâthe backroad. At least this time you had a car and didnât have to face traveling by foot anymore.
Driving the same route, you turn the bright lights on as night falls. It wasnât long before you saw red flashing beams blurring up around the bend. You make the curve and rest your eyes on a vehicle stalled to the side. The blinking lights continue to flicker on a steady tempo as you slowly pull from behind. The driver was nowhere to be seen, yet the door remained ajar. You felt uneasy, but you couldnât leave without confirming that the passenger was unharmed. You place the car in park directly behind and call outâbut no answer. You check your surroundings before breaching the driver side and peeking inâa sight that sends shivers down your spine. The windshield was stained with the words âsheâs mineâ all in blood. The bright red color combined with the ongoing dripping indicated that it was fresh. It only got worse as you continued to look around.
âPolaroids?â
A stack of small prints laid sporadically on the seats and floorboardâsome were smeared with hints of blood. Looking closely at the photos, your breath paused as you squint in confusion. You pick up one of the prints and gasp in horror.
âThis isââ
You held the photo in a pinched grip as your heartbeat escalated. The photos all were images of you during the uber ride. The angle of the camera was primarily pointed under the skirt of your dress, while others captured the fleshy softness of your cleavage, your defined collarbone, and delicate shoulders. Your hair draping over your bosom with your side profile reflecting your thoughtful gaze as you stared through the window. Everything became clear as you recognized the vehicle and its interior.
The Uber driverâŚ
Part two coming soonâŚ
â Me? Pegged?!
genre: smut, fluff, established relationship
Pairing: college bf ! beomgyu x dom ! fem reader
Warnings: pegging, soft sex, sub beomgyu, dom reader, fluff, male masturbation, mentions of porn, anal fingering, use of strap on, hand job, hand holding during sex, beomgyu cries but bc heâs emotional lolol, use of petnames âpuppyâ, âbabyâ, gendered term, reader is referred to as âgirlfriendâ and afab,
synopsis: your skeptical boyfriend gets pegged for the first time <3 To say the least he definitely enjoys it a lot more than he expected.
word count: 2.8k
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âWhat? Like, in my ass?â Beomgyu, splutters eyebrows raised and asking in a hushed tone, looking cautiously left to right seemingly embarrassed. Although, you were a little confused what he was looking for, given you were both inside his dorm roomâŚand the only people in there.
His demeanour, a total whiplash to a few moments prior when he had very proudly won the fighting game you both were playing together.
âWell, yeah in your ass.â You deadpan at him. âItâs called pegging. Itâs just something I think could be fun for us to try and share together and I want to make you feel good! But itâs okay if you donât want to-â
âNo! Iâll-I can try. For you. Iâve just-Iâve never really thought of it before. It seemsâŚintense...â Beomgyu looks down with a pout, fiddling with his thumbs, legs crossed on his bed.
âGyu,â You cup his cheek and he leans into your touch almost instantly, looking back up at you, practically purring at the nickname and your gesture, âif youâre not comfortable with it we wonât. We donât have to just because I want to. I just wanted to know your thoughts on it. â
Beomgyu was always an open minded person when it came to sex, always down to try things at least once. Both of you were pretty compatible in that sense, easily bored when things were kept the same. You liked how experimental and open he was with you.
Beomgyu rubs at the back of his head and nods slowly, still looking skeptical. âI want to try it with you. I trust you. But, I just donât think Iâll really find it that enjoyable though. Iâll think about it.â
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Not that beomgyu would admit to you, but after the topic of pegging was brought up, he couldnât stop thinking about it. It made a strange feeling pool in his stomach, unsure if it was a good or bad thing. Would it even feel good? What would it feel like? Itâd probably feel weird right? And the thought of being so vulnerable was a little scary. He knew he had nothing to be embarrassed about with you but it still felt a little too daunting.
Beomgyu was curious, and many nights contemplating brought him to conduct his own research. Grabbing his laptop, the only light shining in his dark room at the ungodly hours of a thursday night, he went to the only place he knew would have some sort of answersâthe internet and he began typing into the search bar.
To his surprise, he came across many dudes enthusiastically raving about it on reddit and how it completely changed their view of life. He thinks some of them were being a little too dramatic.
He also watched a few videos, for research purposes only. He stared at his screen, mouth agape and feeling a flush creep up his neck, cheeks growing increasingly heated at what he sees. Woah. Maybe. This might actually beâŚ.
He couldnât help imagining you doing that to him instead, mind painting vivid pictures of you, imagining your hands on his hips and breath against his neck, being handled like that. It was strangely arousing.
Suddenly beomgyu was squirming in his bed, one hand hesitantly slipping down his sweatpants as he bit his lip, eyes shut as he began embarrassedly and frantically jerking off his now hard dick to the thought of you pegging him.
Faster than he knew, beomgyu was cumming with a hand slapped to his mouth to stop himself from loudly moaning out your name (the college walls were very thin. He knew from experience.) and completely making a mess, soiling his sweats with a muffled whimper instead.
He lay there gasping and panting flushed, left to ponder his actions and new found revelation. It was kind of hot? Or maybe it was just a heat of the moment kind of thing. He couldnât actually find that hot, right?
Fuck.
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There wasnât much beomgyu kept from you, usually heâd be the one to talk your ear off about the most mundane, silliest things of his day as you both cuddled closely together. However, heâd purposefully failed to mention his recent porn search history and the fact that heâs been cumming a heck of a lot faster than heâd like to admit at the thought of his girlfriend fucking him in the ass.
Itâs only made him more curious about whether heâd actually like it. There was only one way to find out and that was to just see for himself. So he knew he had to bring up with you somehow again without sounding like a crazed freak.
You were studying in the library when beomgyu approached you, textbooks spread out in front of you as you furiously typed notes on your laptop. Beomgyu leans in to peck your cheek before taking a seat beside you and you looked up, lifting your headphones from your ears.
âOh youâre studying as well?â
Beomgyu gives you an incredulous look as if it was absolutely outrageous to suggest heâd be doing that. âNo.â He clears his throat, trying to sound as nonchalant and cool as possible, âso, uh, remember that thing we talked about?â
You furrow your brows unsure of what he was talking about, but given how incredibly embarrassed he looked, you had an inkling of what it might be and you try not to laugh, heavily amused, accidentally saying it bit too loud, âOh you mean pegging?â
He looks around frantically, eyes wide with panic as he tries to gauge if anyone else had heard, then he hits your arm and shoves you. âYou donât have to be so loud, my god.â
You can see the tips of his cute ears going pink as he shakes his head and hides his face with his hands, âSorry, sorry. I didnât mean to,âchuckling softly, putting your hands up in defence so he wouldnât shove you again.
Beomgyu just narrows his eyes at you and scoffs, âYeah, so anyway. I was just thinking, you know, maybe we should actually... give it a try? I mean, if you're still interested," he said, his words tumbling out in a rush.
Your eyebrows raise in surprise. âSo, youâve been thinking about it?â you teased, leaning in closer. âWhat changed your mind?â
"Well, I've been doing some, uh, research," he admitted, scratching the back of his head. "And, maybe it doesn't sound so bad after all."
âOh, so youâre actually interested now?â you grinned, clearly enjoying his embarrassment.
He huffed. âI mean, Iâm not saying Iâm dying to try it or anything. But, you know, Iâm open to the idea. I guess.â
âSure, sure,â you say giggling into your textbook. âYou guessâŚâ
Beomgyu reaches across the table and flicks your forehead playfully, rolling his eyes. âShut up.â
âOww!â You rub your forehead soothingly, âWeâll try it soon then, yeah?â
He pretended to think about it, even though his excitement was barely contained. You could practically see his tail wagging and brown puppy eyes lighting up. âYeah, we could do that.â
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Today is the day beomgyu will finally get why a bunch of dudes from reddit are so into being pegged by their girlfriends. Unfortunately for beomgyu though, he was currently stuck in class, wanting more than ever to just be in your dorm, but he had to wait.
The professor's voice drones on, the words blending into a meaningless blur as Beomgyu stole glances at the clock every few seconds. Each tick seemed to echo in his head like a countdown to freedom, and he couldn't help but let out an impatient sigh, mind racing with thoughts of what awaited him once this torturous lecture finally ended.
Meanwhile, you were finding immense amusement in Beomgyu's predicament and you couldnât help but send him teasing texts during his class to make him even more pathetically desperate.
Beomgyu's eyes widened as he read the message, his cheeks flushing red. He bit his lip, trying to stifle a groan of frustration. He typed back quickly, fingers fumbling with the keys.
Beomđ§¸đ¸: This is pure evil! Youâre so mean :( đ đ
You canât help giggling, typing back a sarcastic response.
aww what a poor puppy. Youâll just have to wait.
Beomđ§¸đ¸: why canât I just skip ?!!!!!
You tell him heâs not allowed to skip and that he has to sit through the entirety of it just to torture him some more. Beomgyu pouts, his bottom lip sticking out in a comically exaggerated manner at the text, earning a weird look from Soobin who sat next to him.
Finally, the professor dismisses the class, and Beomgyu practically leaped out his seat, gathering his notebook and laptop and shoving it in his bag in record time. He dashed out of the lecture hall, barely acknowledging soobinâs farewell. Beomgyuâs heart racing as he practically sprinted across campus to your dorm.
When he reached your door, he knocked eagerly, breathing heavily and you swung open the door.
Without a word, Beomgyu pulled you into a passionate kiss, his hands tangling in your hair as he pressed you against the doorframe. He couldn't wait any longer; the anticipation had built up to an almost unbearable level, and now that he was finally here with you, all he wanted was to feel close to you.
You chuckled softly against his lips, teasingly pulling back just enough to look into his eyes. "Someone's eager," you run a hand through his tousled hair.
Beomgyu grins, cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and excitement as he stares down at you with half lidded eyes. "Can you blame me? Youâve been torturing me!" He pouts, staring down at your lips before kissing you again.
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Youâve been meticulously prepping beomgyu for god knows how long now, but you wanted to make absolute sure that he was stretched out well so you wouldnât hurt him one bit.
His soft, breathy moans fill the room as your lubed fingers slide in and out of his cute, pink hole repeatedly. He seemed to like it so far, each gentle movement makes him cling tighter to the pink silk pillow pressed against his chest, hugging it with his eyes blissfully closed, legs spread wide as he lay on your bed.
âDo you think youâre ready, baby?â
He opens his eyes, meeting your gaze with a needy look, and cutely nods, taking a few deep breaths. âYeah- please.. I want you noww..â
You give him a weary glance. âI donât want to hurt you though.â
Beomgyu shakes his head softly, still hugging the pink silk pillow tightly, even if heâs a little nervous, he desperately wants to feel you. He swallows, looking directly into your eyes and whines. âIâll be fine. pleaseeâ
Sighing, you step into the harness of the strap-on (youâd made sure to order the cutest and prettiest one you saw online), coating the silicone in generous amounts of lube before returning back to beomgyu on the bed.
You gently place his dainty ankles over your shoulders, kissing on his inner thighs and pretty white sock clad legs and ankles as you do so.
You canât stop staring in awe. Heart swelling up at the sight of beomgyu, fluffy messy hair splayed around his face, long thick eyelashes kissing his rose dusted cheeks, slightly chewing at his plump bottom limp as he braces himself. Heâs so precious. How fucking gorgeous this boy is.
You kiss his ankles a few more times, one hand going to his cute tummy that heaved and you slowly push the silicone cock into his now glistening from all the lube, swollen, puffy pink hole, ever so slowly easing in, inch by inch and bottoming out.
Beomgyu cries out, hiding his face instantly in his elbow and he arches his back, and mewls.
âYou okay, puppy?â, you coo and gently move his arm out the way so you can look at his pretty face and parted lips, stilling your movements and softly brushing the bangs out his eyes.
Beomgyu shakily nods, trembling. âMmh. mâ okay. You can keep going.â
Loud high pitched strangled moans escape his lips as you pick up the pace. Itâs a new feeling and it takes him some time to get used to. Beomgyu was always loud and would make the prettiest moans ever anyway, but there was something so different at how he moaned right now, completely guttural and different to how they usually were. Even he was surprised, clamping a hand over his mouth in embarrassment but he just couldnât stop the noises at all even if he tried, loud whines and whimpers continuing unabated. You loved them so much.
You watch his poor, neglected cock slap his tummy with every thrust, red and hard and dribbling beads at the head constantly. You take his dick in your hand, stroking it at the same movement and fucking him harder.
He gasps shuddering and writhing, his fingers curling into the sheets. "Oh... that feels...," he manages to say, interrupted by whines and moans, mouth in a cute âoâ shaped, completely dumb and fucked out by now he can barely think, and he moans your name over and over. A cascade of mewls spilling from his lips, a sweet symphony that fills the room.
You lean down to press his swollen lips with yours, moving your mouth against him so messily and needy, making out with him so intensely as you carried on fucking his hole. Youâre sure youâre hitting his prostate by now.
Beomgyu disconnects from your lips to pant, a string of saliva connecting from his and your mouth and reaches his hand out to yours âHoldâŚâ He whimpers out, eyebrows furrowed and you gladly grab his hand, intertwining your hand with his and holding hands as you peg him, anchoring him. Your other free hand still continuing your ministrations on his cock, kissing him again. It seems youâve pegged him completely into subspace.
"gonna cum soon... I can'ttt... it's too much!â Beomgyu chokes out, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he completely shakes.
You suddenly heard choked sobs and sniffling coming from beomgyu. Alarmed, you paused for a moment, worried that maybe you had hurt him. His face was buried in the pillow, and his shoulders were trembling with each shaky breath.
âBeomgyu, are you okay?â you asked softly, your voice laced with concern. You gently eased back, not wanting to cause him any discomfort.
He turned his head to look at you, and your heart ached at the sight before you. His glossy, brown doe eyes were filled with tears, eyelashes clumped together and his bottom lip was jutting out in a pout, making him look devastatingly beautiful, tears streaming down his red cheeks and his hair tousled and damp with sweat. He was such a pretty crier.
âI-Iâm okay,â voice trembling with the intensity of his feelings. âItâs just... it feels so good. I love you so much.â His tears flowed freely now, each sob wracking his body. You were surprised at how emotional beomgyu had gotten.
You lean down to kiss away his tears, cupping his hot cheeks, âYouâre doing so good for me, gyu. I love you too.â
Beomgyu grasps your hand even tighter, his fingers digging into your skin as he clings to you so close. His head falls back with every thrust, and he throws his head back as you continue to hit his prostate repeatedly again and again, making him go cross eyed and his jaw slack.
He spurts a copious amount of cum from his cock, making such a mess on the sheets, your hand, and his tummy, cumming so hard his vision goes blurry, and he feels dizzy, his legs shaking uncontrollably. His eyes flutter open and shut, gasping and panting heavily. You pull out and collapse beside him, both of you utterly exhausted.
The guys on reddit were so right.
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Beomgyu doesnât let go of you at all afterwards, burying his face in your chest and wrapping his legs and arms around you, clinging to you like a koala contently, breath warm against your skin as you kissed the top of his head.
âI canât feel my legs.â Beomgyu whines, âPlease never mention the crying ever again okay?â He muffles out. âI have a reputation to uphold, you know. Canât have everyone thinking Iâm a crybaby.â
You chuckle, stroking and playing with his soft hair which he loves so much, humming softly at the feeling of your hands on his scalp. âI thought it was very cute.â
He doesnât say anything and a moment of silence ensues.
âThank you, baby.â he says gently and quietly, âIâd be eating you out so good right now if I wasnât so exhausted.â a tired but cheeky grin spreading across his face.
Within seconds, beomgyu was out like a light, his soft snores filling the quiet room, looking so cute absolutely knocked out in your arms.
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A/n: guys im sorry if this was the shittest thing Iâve ever written. I was really trying !! But Iâm Just very out of practice at writing atm đ im very sorry if the smut is the most messiest thing youâve ever read, I have not proofread it at all I have no idea what I was writing. So Iâm very sorry
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Blue Light (MDNI)đ
â pairings: non idol!jay x female!reader
â synopsis: you wanted your friend Jay as a hype man before your blind date, but what you didnât expect was for him to reciprocate feelings for you.
â genre: kinda smut(?) hella suggestive. so minors, y'all can just scroll pass this oneđ
â warnings: swearing, suggestive, making out, dirty thoughts, he gropes your tits, small mentions of masturbation and sex, possible grammatical errors, lemme know if I missed anything else! not proofread!
â A/N: I fr made this fanfic while putting on champagne coast on loop. anyways, romance untold is such a good album fr, might be my favorite era of enha.
â word count: 6,1k
You never really knew why you invited Jay over before your blind date.
For emotional support? Sure, yeah, definitely, but you knew there was more to it than that.
Youâve had a crush on him ever since the beginning of your friendship, there were times where youâve tried to pursue him, but at one point you realized that maybe he only saw you as a friend, so you reluctantly gave up on that fantasy overtime.
That is until you realized that lately, there has been some semi-romantic tension between the both of you.
From catching him staring at you during the times where you hung out with your group of friends to how he would glance at you ever so often when girls would flirt with him in front of you.
At times you didnât mind and you just gave him a teasing smile, but sometimes heâd look at you so longingly that the girl he was flirting with couldnât help but feel offended.
The ones that no longer wanted to pursue him, started talking behind your friend group about how they think Jay has feelings for you.
The ones that still did pursue him, rolled their eyes at the mention of your name.
Initially you couldnât help but be in denial.
Because for as long as youâve known him, heâs always just been so casual and friendly towards you. Heâd treat you like any other friend all this time, so why now? Why such gossip started spreading around now?
Although, you do recall that for the past couple of months youâve been closer than ever. So much so that it didnât feel like you were talking to him in a friendly manner lately.
Least to say, your relationship with him now is as complicated as ever.
So, here he was right here and now, in your apartment, leaning over your couch as he started reading one of the books he randomly picked up from your book shelves.
The tight shirt and black leather jacket he was wearing bubbled up new and old feelings.
You purposefully invited Jay over because you wanted to show him what you were going to wear to your blind date, tell him where youâre going, and what youâre going to do if the date goes well.
You wanted to see how heâd react.
You wanted to see if heâd get jealous or not.
âI didnât know you liked Oasisâ he observed the cover of the album as he read through the track list, interrupting your thoughts.
âuhm, yeah, my dad bought me thatâ you shook your head pointing at the vinyl he was holding, he raised his eyebrows pouting his lips before putting it back on the shelves.
âAnywaysâ you interrupted making him turn around to look at you still in your sweatpants and blue shirt.
âI need your helpâ you stated putting your hands on your hips.
âI know, you texted me about itâ he replied nonchalantly,
âwhat do you need my help with?â he offered as he stood up, taking off his jacket and putting it on your jacket stand. His toned arm muscles made your heart run laps all over your body.
âI need your help picking out my outfitâ you replied your eyes shifting back to look at his face, in hopes that your eyes donât drift to his arms again.
âThatâs it?â he raised his eyebrows at you.
âWell no, I also need some dating advice, knowing you get aroundâ your comment made him snarky, he didnât remember dating that much women in his life to make you fell under the impression that he was promiscuous.
âI donât get around y/n, Iâve never even dated that many peopleâ he crossed his arms smirking at you as he leaned against the partition wall between your kitchen and your living room.
âReally?â you sassed raising an eyebrow at him, âwhat about that time when you-â you went on as you started mentioning the names of all the people he has dated ever since youâve been friends, which wasnât much compared to some of your friends, but it was definitely a noticeable amount.
âAnd not to mention all the other ones you practically flirted in front of meâ he couldnât help but feel sour at the mention of all those names.
Yes, he did have feelings for all those women that have been in his life. But, it wasnât until he realized that all the women heâs ever dated in college, always either had something in common or is the complete opposite of you.
It was then he realized that all this time, that was his way of suppressing his feelings towards you. As for the girls he had flirted with in front of you, though that occasion rarely happened in his opinion.
He somehow knew he wanted to catch your attention, in hopes that youâd feel jealous and would want to start pursuing him.
Which he knows is incredibly immature of himself, but somehow heâd still fall into the same guilt, repeating his mistakes again just for the sake of getting you to chase him back.
Before today, he had wanted to forever bury any desire left in him for you, to just continue being friends.
But, it wasnât until today you texted that you wanted to see him.
He thought that maybe you wanted to talk about something.
Maybe, you wanted to talk how you truly felt about him.
But, later he dug his own grave when you said that you needed his help for your upcoming blind date.
Through it all, he still had questions in his head. Why him? Why only him? You couldâve at least ask your girl friends to help you out, but why him?
Those questions sparked a little hope in him, a little hope that he has a chance to actually make you fall for him. Though the chances were slim to none, he was still willing to take it.
âOk, but still those arenât considered many, if you compared me with other people in our friend groupâ he snapped back into reality as he sees you thinking for a moment.
Tucking your hair behind your ear.
âYou have a pointâ you acknowledged before going back to your closet, picking out clothes from your closet for an afternoon date in the park.
âHey, letâs say if you were going on a park date with a girl youâve never met before, would you find her more attractive in a dress or in jeans and a plain top?â you asked lifting the two options on either side of your arms.
For a moment in his head he imagined how you looked good in both, but he was leaning more on to the dress.
He had fantasized the both of you laid out a carpet in the park, with you wearing that pretty dress you were holding and you smiling up at him as you caressed his hair.
âWell, Iâm not really the one going on the dateâ he put his hands inside his pockets, âplus, youâve never really met the guy in real life, how would you know heâs not some creep?â he added.
âWell, Iâve seen his pictures ok? He doesnât look creepy at allâ you tilted your head before walking towards your bathroom and shutting the door behind you.
âLooks can deceive, you know that right?â he half shouted from across the room as he plopped down on her couch, pulling out his phone from his pocket.
A few moments later, you came out of the bathroom with your first outfit, your jeans were rather baggy and low waisted, showing a little bit of your midriff and your top was just a plain white top that fitted your upper body just the way you liked it.
Jay couldnât help but stare in awe as you walked towards your floor length mirror, greeted by the dimples on your back, he turned away rather shyly as he rubbed his thighs, trying desperately to relax.
âSoâ you spoke turning around to face him, âdo you think this will do?â you asked as you fidgeted your fingers.
âUhmâ he stared for a moment, not knowing what to say.
You had already looked flawless to him, so there was not much to be said other than to utter perfection. Which he was too proud to say in front of you.
âIt looks, niceâ seeing his response felt a bit lackluster, you furrowed your eyebrows and tilted your head as a reaction, flashing him a lopsided smile. He noticed your reaction and opened his mouth in response.
âIt looks great, y-you look greatâ
shit
He mentally face palmed himself for stuttering.
âBut, why donât you try on that dress first, you know, uhm, for safe measurements?â he suggested trying to save himself from further embarrassing himself.
âuhm, ok sure, yeahâ you responded smirking at him from his odd respond before going back to the bathroom and shutting the door behind you.
Moments later you came out with a short dress that you thought complemented your figure and complexion.
The low cut revealed your cleavage in a flattering way and the hem of the dress accentuated your figure, or at least the parts that you purposefully wanted to accentuate.
âHow about this one?â you pinched the edges of the dress, giving a small twirl at the end, you looked up from your dress to look at his face, his mouth was opened, eyes stunned, ears red and body frozen.
His reaction made your heart skip a couple of beats.
For a second you thought he was having a stroke, but now you could only stand there stiff waiting for him to say something back.
âUhm, t-to be honest, I think the j-jeans and top one was betterâ he responded swallowing a spit down his throat, covering his coughs with his elbow. The blush from his cheeks peaking out of his elbows.
You could tell he was just using coughs as a gimmick to hide his blush.
Which is exactly what he was doing. His heart was running laps around his body, thumping hard at the sight of you wearing a dress that made you look impossibly hotter than you did before.
At that moment, if he could get down on his knees to worship you. He would do so voluntarily.
His possessive side definitely got the best of him after seeing you in a dress. He knew you werenât his, but he knew that heâd rather put a gun to his head than see you dressed like that for another guy, let alone a guy youâve never met.
Especially, not with the way that dress was revealing your breasts, it had him riled up in his seat almost instantaneously.
You sighed and rolled your eyes at his actions before going back to the bathroom and changing back to your jeans and top before laying down beside him on your couch. He instantly swung his arm over your head to lay it behind your figure on the back of the sofa.
âBetter?â you smirked, batting your lashes at him. For a moment he stared at you in silence before he nodded, flashing a smirk at you before he shyly looked away to see your book shelves and vinyl player from across the room.
âYou wanna play a little music to maybe help you get ready?â he suddenly got up from the couch reaching for your vinyl cabinet, leaving you feeling a little disappointed.
âYeah, sure definitelyâ you said readjusted yourself on the couch.
âWhenâs your date coming anyways?â he asked browsing through your vinyls.
âIn 4 hours give or takeâ you stood up from your seat and squatted down next to him, opening the glass cabinet.
He turned to you, wide eyed and eyebrows furrowed as he watches you tuck the strands of your hair to the back of your ear, your eyes latching onto the glass cabinet, concentrated in picking the right vinyl to set the mood.
âYouâre kidding? Thatâll still be awhile, whyâd you even invited me anyways?â He sat down on the floor and folded his leg, using it as an arm rest. His eyes followed your figure as you placed your vinyl on your coffee table.
There was a few moments of comfortable silence, followed by an ever so small romantic tension between the both of you that quickly filled your apartment to the brim before you opened your mouth.
âI wanted you to be hereâ you spoke truthfully, flashing him a nervous smile feeling your blood rush up to your cheeks as your body starts to tense at the feeling of his eyes on you.
You looked at him for some time and youâd notice how his mouth is just hanged opened a little, eyes dazed, ears red, the words struggled to slip out from his mouth as he swallowed his own spit.
Does he, actually like me back?
You thought to yourself, turning away, feeling your cheeks heat up more and more at the thought.
âIs Blood Orange ok?â you suddenly switched the topic, in hopes that it would calm down the butterflies you had in your stomach as you walked towards the cables, struggling to plug in your vinyl player.
Jay wasted no time to get up and help you set up, resulting in his hand brushing over yours. Ever so slightly, but it triggered a reaction so big inside you, you felt like you could just melt right then and there.
Not so long after you put the vinyl in place and set it all up, the first song of the track began to play. The music filling in the silence that once roamed your apartment.
âThanks by the wayâ you spoke standing up and putting your hands in your back pockets.
âNo problemâ Jay got up, dusting his arms off.
For a moment, there was this valley of awkward silence in between the both of you. The music in the background could only cover such little awkwardness.
His hands were in his pockets and yours were on your hips. You nodded for no reason trying your absolute best to avoid eye contact with him and vice versa.
Jay clicked his tongue making you turn to face him, he was pointing at the bathroom door behind him before rubbing his hand on the back of his neck.
âI need to use the bathroom by the wayâ he glanced at the bathroom door, putting his hands in his pockets flashing you a small smile.
âUhm, sure, yeah, sure thing, no pro, eughm problemâ you coughed in the middle of your sentence as you turned around, trying to find something to busy yourself with as you waited.
The sound of the bathroom door creaking opened and the toilet flushing made you turn your head, turning your gaze from your book to Jay.
âIâm gonna go do my makeup nowâ you purposefully brushed against him as you strutted to the bathroom, leaving him to turn his head to you.
Following your figure as you opened the bathroom door, for a moment it left him breathless, but for the next moment, it made him contemplate.
Your apartment wasnât a crowded space, since there was only the two of you in your whole apartment. Yet, you still decided to brush against him as if you were in a room full of people.
Was it possible that you wanted him back?
Or, was that just your way of teasing him?
He plopped down on your couch and grabbed the book you read earlier on, eyeing it curiously.
The Summer I Turned Pretty.
I think I saw this once on prime.
He thought, as he examined the covers and fidgeted with the pages.
âHey, isnât this a television show?â he asked holding up the book, making you turn around after pumping moisturizer into your hands.
âoh yeah it is, itâs on primeâ you responded before going back to face the mirror, dotting your moisturizer on to your face.
âwhy not just watch the show?â he asked raising his shoulders looking at you.
âI did, and they said there were a few differences between the book and the showâ you spoke as you fanned yourself.
âwhat difference does it make?â he mumbled to himself as he started reading the first page, eyebrows furrowed and lips pouted in concentration.
The music filled in the void of silence in between the both of you, as you mouthed the lyrics, moving your shoulders to the beat as you waited for your concealer to set.
After Jay was about a chapter in, he closed the book. Not that it was boring or anything, he just wasnât interested in where the story was going.
He leaned his head back on the couch, stretching his arms on either side feeling the music take over his mind.
For a moment he recalled all the moments he had looked at the same ceiling.
The house warming party you had at your second year of uni and how gorgeous you looked wearing that sparkly dress as you danced to the beat of the house music playing in the background.
The time you let him and his two friends sleep here when they got black out drunk at a nearby sports bar after his favorite soccer team won a rematch.
He remembered how you made him a hangover drink the morning after that worked like a charm, that he now makes it every time he goes back to his apartment hammered after a party or a gathering.
Or the many times he studied for his finals or midterms in your apartment. You were always willing to lend him a hand, that at times he worries that you were neglecting your work just to do his.
He liked spending time with you, wether inside or outside your apartment.
He liked how your humors clicked with each other.
He liked how the both of you seemingly development the same habits overtime, wether good or bad.
He liked how youâre always concentrated in your studies, but you never gate keep things and that youâre always willing to help out others when in need.
He liked how though you were seemingly cold to approach at first, you soon melted into this kind and warm personality.
He liked how warm you smiled and greeted other people, though youâve only talked to them once or twice.
He liked the seemingly bad habits youâd always mention, but to him they seem adorable.
He liked how when you flirt, your voice always go in this specific tone of voice that has him on the edge of his seat.
He liked how your hair shined under the sunlight.
He liked the way you smile and curl your lips.
He liked you.
Eventually, his mind traced back to the party he had celebrated in Sunghoonâs house a few months ago, it wasnât a big party and only both your friend group came.
You were very drunk and he could tell from your expression.
He didnât know what had happened, but somehow suddenly, you took him upstairs to the second floor.
Dragging him by the hand.
He didnât know if you were aware of what you were doing, but all of a sudden you straddled him on his lap on top of a couch.
Your face flushed red, smiling and giggling like a mad man.
âYou know Iâve always had a crush on you Jayâ your sultry seductive voice replayed in his head.
âBut, do you like me? Please, please tell me you like me backâ you asked with your half lidded eyes as you wrapped your hands around his neck, your face was inches from his.
He did like you, he had liked you ever since he saw you walking down the hallways for the first time.
A little regret lingered down his throat as he had wish he hadnât cast his feelings aside in order to not damage your friendship.
If he hadnât cast those feelings aside all this time, he could only imagine the things youâd be doing right then at that very moment.
But, he couldnât blame himself after all. It was all in the past.
He recalled her pouting in disappointment as she was met with silence at the time, so she nuzzled her face on to the crook of his neck. Her nose rubbing against the bottom of his ear making his slacks grow tighter.
The way her legs were positioned didnât make it any easier for him either.
He didnât know where the sudden surge of confidence came to be, was it the alcohol or the atmosphere at that time, but he couldnât care less anymore as he cupped your cheek making you look at him in wonder.
Your eyes were a daze, looking into him deeply as your face were centimeters from each other. He turned your head to the side as he closed his eyes and took your lips in his.
He felt that you embraced him closer as you pressed your lips deeper against him.
His hands moved from your cheek to your waist, gripping them tight making you moan into his mouth. Making his dick grow harder in his pants.
Your lips crashed passionately into each other, pulling back and forth like a mind game as you laced your fingers in his hair, making him groan.
He started rubbing the sides of your body as he licked the bottom of your lip, asking for permission to which you happily gave in to.
You opened your mouth and he slipped his tongue in. It felt like heaven to him when your tongues clashed into each other.
Your lips, your kiss and your tongue. God, your tongue. Felt so good and hypnotizing, tangled with each other.
His hands would switch between your cheeks and your waist to gently give you assurance every time.
He trailed kisses from your lips to your ear and eventually to your neck, making you lean your head back, giving him more space to roam with his mouth.
Your sighs grew louder as he started kissing a certain spot on your neck. He took it as a sign that, that was your weak spot. Before he started gently sucking on it making you moan quietly under your breath.
He didnât expect your next bold move, but it made him incredibly harder than he was already. You took one of his hands that was on your waist and you slipped it under your shirt to the point where his fingertips were right under your bra.
He didnât think youâd stop there, because you had stopped for a moment, he just continued kissing and sucking on your weak spots.
But, his mouth was left opened when he felt his hand that was under your shirt, was being lifted up your bra as your hand guided him to do so.
He was now gently massaging your bare breast as it made you moan and leaned your head back.
âPlease Jayâ you moaned his name.
Driving him insane as you grind on his clothed shaft, making him lean his head back in pleasure as you continuously moaned his name.
You were a sight to behold.
His hand was gently massaging your breasts, revealing your beautiful bare skin from your stomach up. Eyes shut and mouth opened in pleasure, as you slowly grind up on him.
It was his first time he had ever seen you like this.
Needy for him only.
He can never let go of that image from his head.
He was in heaven.
But, he would never forgive whoever came into the room, interrupting such a precious moment with you, making the both of you instantly panic to hide and cover yourselves.
Your face on his lap at that moment became his weekly masturbation material.
Making him tight in his pants whenever he remembers it or whenever the side of your body was pressed up against his.
It drove him almost insane, when he found out you didnât remember a thing from that night.
He snapped back into reality when he heard you hummed a long to the record playing from the bathroom.
His eyes looked at your back as you brushed your face with whatever you were wearing on your face.
A spike of confidence ran through him as he got up from his chair and walked up towards you.
He didnât know why he got up, maybe he was stupid. Maybe he is being stupid.
But, he was stupid enough to wanna be near you, knowing fully well he might mess it up.
The last song of the album replayed for the third time today in the background as you curled your lashes, before turning around to see him standing on the doorframe of your bathroom.
âHeyâ you greeted as he smirked at you, before walking closer till he was eventually standing right beside you.
âWhatcha doing?â he asked as he examined the makeup products that was in front of him.
He mentally cringed at himself for letting such a cheesy line slip from his mouth.
âWell, my makeup, but right now Iâm doing the finishing touches, so whatâs up?â you asked as you put on your mascara.
âYou know, you asked me to come here to give you some dating advice, but you know what Iâve realized?â he asked invoking her curiosity.
âGo onâ you replied putting down your mascara, turning your body to the side to look at him.
âYouâve never once asked me about a dating adviceâ he furrowed his eyebrows.
Your smile faded and your eyes widen at the realization.
Gotcha.
He thought.
âWell, I did tell you, I wanted you to be hereâ you spoke but his eyes soften, as if he knew you were already hiding your real reason.
âYou couldâve had anybody else here y/n, why me? Out of all the peopleâ he asked as he crossed his arms, leaning back on the counter.
âI-â there was a wave of silence between the both of you as you looked away, bitting your bottom lip.
You were contemplating, the tension in the bathroom was almost too much for you to shrug it off.
You wanted to tell him the truth, but you were scared that Jay wasnât actually that interested in you and that he just wanted to be friends.
But, by his body language and demeanor through out the whole time youâve been here, said other wise.
Fuck it.
âCan I ask you something?â he suddenly asked interrupting your thoughts.
âSure, sure anythingâ you responded putting your hands in your pockets.
âThat night at Sunghoonâs party, was it true when you said that you didnât remember a thing?â he asked as his eyes widen in curiosity.
Your heart was beating so fast and you felt your cheeks blush remembering what had happened.
It was clear you didnât remember everything, but you remembered some parts that you had with him.
You looked up at him and you can see the hope and glimmer in his eyes, whatever answer he wanted. You couldnât take the underlying tension between the both of you anymore, you knew you had to tell the truth.
Wether it be a rejection or he does actually like you back, you wanted to let go of the burden of feeling like you had to play pretend all this time.
You shook your head as a rebuttal, looking away, cheeks red from embarrassment.
The way you made out with him and the way you let him fondled your breasts like that, made you feel hot.
Especially at this moment, since he was now standing so close to you.
He swallowed his spit before opening his mouth.
âWhat did you actually remember?â he asked.
You swallowed a spit as you find yourself leaning dangerously close to him, bitting your lips, thinking about how you should say it.
âI remember what I said a couple of times, and the fact that we made outâ you mentioned the last few words in a whisper.
He bit the bottom of his lip, containing his smile.
He adjusted his height to match where he was now standing face-to-face with you.
His smirk teasing you as you tried so desperately to avoid his eyes on you.
Causing butterflies to form in your stomach.
âAnd-â your words were cut off when you realized how close his lips were to yours, when his hands gently snaked on to your waist making you gasp quietly.
Your hands landed on his clothed chest almost instantly.
Your eyes never broke contact from each other as if the sexual tension between the both of you wasnât already overwhelming.
He leaned forward, feeling his breath so close to your ear.
You sighed as you closed your eyes, the feeling becoming a little too much.
âGo onâ he whispered as he closed his eyes, smirking in a sultry manner that sparked a fire in you.
âI donât wanna say itâ you turned away shyly, hearts beating fast, face as red as a tomato, too embarrassed to admit the act you did while you were both intoxicated.
His eyes soften and he sighed, smiling at you softly.
âThatâs okâ he spoke as he rubbed your waist, comforting you in his touch.
The silence between the both of you know felt comfortable, the sexual tension was definitely still there.
But, it made you feel glad that you didnât have to admit what you were uncomfortable to admit with him and it made you glad that he felt the same way, at least by the way he was responding to you.
âBut, do you wanna do it again?â he whispered in your ear, making you giggle as he did the same.
âYes, pleaseâ you nodded as he smiled at you, carefully setting aside your makeup from the counter.
He picked you up by your waist from the floor making you chuckle before putting you on top of your sink counter.
He smiled at you as he leaned his head to the side, his hands were on your waist and his lips were merely inches apart from yours as he waited for you to come back down from laughing.
You smiled at him, latching your arms on to his broad shoulders before pulling him in closer until his lips met yours.
His other hand cupped your cheek as he leaned in closer, deepening the kiss as his heart was thumping out of his chest.
Though very little words could convey what they felt at that moment. Their kiss was filled with all the longing and love, any lovers could ever offer.
Your hand went up the back of his neck, slowly caressing his jet black hair. He let out a groan as he momentarily pulled away from your lips before latching on again shortly, angling his head in a different way, deepening the kiss further, completely drunk on your lips.
He opened his mouth and you used this as an opportunity to slid in your tongue. Making him sigh as you finally did.
Your tongues were tangled in each other as the kiss grew impossibly deeper. The passion running through your veins as the both of you went on.
His hand that was on your cheek moved to the back of your neck as he slowly tugged at your hair, gently leaning your head to the side as he started trailing kisses from your jawline to your neck ever so softly.
âJayâ you moaned his name as he started gently sucking on your weak spots.
Your hands started caressing his body as his lips moved to the bottom of your neck, gently kissing and sucking.
Your mouth opened slightly and your eyes closed shut as the feeling of pleasure took over your body.
âGod, y/nâ he moaned at how good it felt when you caressed him.
He pulled away from you softly, you sighed in complaint at the loss of his lips on your neck.
His breath was heavy and so was yours as he pressed his forehead against yours, eyeing you.
Your flushed face, eyes shut, and heavy breathing. Made his heart race and his mind hazy.
Soon later, you sighed as you stared at his lips. Wanting more of it.
Like clockwork, he knew what you wanted and smiled at how adorable you looked, wanting nothing but his lips on yours again.
He smiled into the kiss as you did the same. This time the kiss was softer, but soon grew insatiable as you clung onto his shoulders and he was pulling you closer till your clothed chest was pressed against his.
Soon, his lips were back on your neck and he pulled your collar to the side as he trailed kisses on your collarbone, gently nibbling and bitting as you leaned your head back against the mirror, letting out a moan from the pleasure of it all.
Jayâs pants grew tighter as you both went on, with the way you were moaning his name it turned him on unlike any other girl heâs ever slept with.
Suddenly, you heard your phone ringing from across the counter, making you snap back onto reality.
Jay stopped abruptly, glancing at you as you picked up your phone.
Your eyes widen at the name that popped up on your screen.
âShit, itâs my dateâ you cursed as he sighed, turning away in disappointment.
âHe isnât suppose to be here for another hour, right?â Jay asked, checking his wrist watch as he did so.
âI knowâ you responded before picking up the call.
âHeyyâ you greeted, faking a smile even though the person on the other end of the line canât see you in person.
Your blind date asked if you still wanted to go on that date.
âWell uhmâ you glanced at Jay, who raised his eyebrows at you.
âActually, Iâm really sorry, I canât go on a date with youâ Jayâs eyes widen at your words.
âI have other plans as it turns outâ you followed as you smiled at him, bitting your lip as you looked away.
He couldâve sworn he felt butterflies swarming up his stomach.
âSure, sure, thanks so much for understanding, ok, ok thanks, byeâ thatâs all you said before you hung up the phone.
He let out a small chuckle at what just happened.
âYou dumped your date for me?â he smiled teasingly, raising his eyebrows at you as he held on to the counter.
âGreat guy, but honestly wasnât really that interested in him anywaysâ you smiled confidently making him chuckle at you.
You sat there just smiling at each other, a wave of comfortable silence blended with the music in the background as it repeats its first song track for the fifth time today.
âSo,â he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear, making you blush and smile at his cheeky behavior.
âWhat do we do now?â he asked as his face was merely inches from yours.
âCan I be honest?â he nodded at your question as he placed small kisses all over your neck making you sigh under your breath.
âI spent almost an hour doing my makeup, honestly I think itâll be a waste of my efforts if we were to have sex right nowâ you stated as he pulled away, eyes widen surprised at your straightforward respond.
He snorted, smirking. Even after all this time he had known you, you still managed to surprise him.
âOk then, what do you want to do instead?â he asked as he smiled at you softly.
âIâm thinkingâ you played with his hair, making him blush and smile up at you.
âA drive? Maybe some, dinner?â he raised his eyebrows at you as he smirked.
âSure thing.â