HAVING A THREESOME ( Reaction ) !

HAVING A THREESOME 𖹭 엔하이픈 ( reaction ) !

genre smut 𖹭 warning threesomes , gxg mxm mxf themes, unprotected sex , pegging, sub jake — parings enhypen hyung line x fem reader | back to library .

— how enhypen would feel when you ask them for a threesome.

「 authors note 𖹭 」 my first time writing a enha member as a sub and i'm not mad at it.

﹙ 𐙚 : heeseung﹚ .ᐟ

heeseung is freaky so i think he definitely would be interested in having a threesome; he wouldn't mind having one with a girl but it wouldn't be his first choice , he doesn't really feel all too comfortable with fucking another girl but he's not gonna lie , watching you kiss a girl would be hot , but he definitely doesn't want to kiss her. i think he'd want to fuck you with one of his friends , jake or sunghoon. he want to watch them fuck you , before he does , most likely be into double penetration as well , both of them fucking you at the same time , he just want to show how pretty his girl looks while she's being fucked past her limits by his friend.

"see how pretty she looks when she's cumming , keep fucking her and watch her squirt."

﹙ 𐙚 : jay﹚ .ᐟ

jay would never agree to a threesome, he's way too territorial over you , and he definitely doesn't want to fuck another girl. if you ask him ; he's gonna laugh , thinking you're joking, but when he notices that you're serious his entire faces changes. "you seriously asking me this?" he's pissed off that you would even think about that. "what you want me to fuck another girl , cause that's not happening and if you think im bringing another man in here , like one of my friends you're cute baby but you're as dumb as they come." will end up fucking you right there , face down ass up; showing you that you don't need anyone else in the bed room to pleasure you , make sure you never ask a dumb ass question like that again.

"next time you want me to fuck you dumb just ask , don't ask stupid questions to piss me off."

﹙ 𐙚 : jake﹚ .ᐟ

this mother fucker here , he's down for anything; one of his friends or one of yours he's down either way, jake isn't afraid to admit he'd be down to kiss another dude , like his members , he's also not afraid to admit that he wants to be used by too pretty girls , tie him up and use him , toying and using his cock while he can't do anything but cry and shoot blanks, begging you both to stop even though he doesn't want you too , having you sit on his cock , and the girl sitting on his face , he's in heaven. "let's try something different baby." his eyes widened when you pull out the strapon , he's nervous because he's never had anything up there before but he's such a good boy so he takes it like a champ , he's not gonna lie he did like it more than he thought it would. when he's all gone and fucked out , you let the girl leave and you go take care of your baby.

"i did good right?" "so good baby , you did so good."

﹙ 𐙚 : sunghoon﹚ .ᐟ

he'd say no at first— he likes fucking you and that's it , but of you really want one he might let it go once , but he has to pick who it is— he chooses sunoo , he thinks sunoo would be the perfect person , simply because he know inexperienced sunoo wouldn't fuck you as well as he would and he knew you wouldn't ask again— everyone wins. he'd guide both of you through the entire thing , making sure you both came , showing sunoo how to make you cum , and cum you did. once sunoo left , sunghoon wasn't finished , now he wanted to let you know that it would be the only time someone fucked you besides him , and that no one could fuck you as good as he could.

"he barely made you cum , you see nobody else could make you cum like i can , so don't ask again."

©LUVYENI

texts w/situationship jake. ⋆｡‧˚ʚ ☏ ɞ˚‧｡⋆

a/n: another situationship enha post except this one isnt as nice! i hope u enjoy and lmk if u have any request or criticism love ya xx if anyone manages to spot the lyric reference to the suggested song ill give u a kiss mwah

tw: angst, mentions of being drunk, suggestive, jake pulls too many hoes (his ex), jake is toxic, cheating(?), commitment issues, heeseung mentioned heavily, i swear the idea was better than how it turned out pls i hate this sm but i hope u atleast think its ok

likes, reblogs and asks heavily appreciated♡

© cyberkunizz 2024, do not copy, steal, remake or brand my content as yours.

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐘 (l.hs)

PAIRING: heeseung x reader (f)

SUMMARY: due to a storm, his parents are stuck in a motel for the night while you are stuck at his house. with wi-fi not working, heeseung can’t think of anything better than recreating the scenes of your smutty books.

WARNINGS: established relationship, unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willy!), fingering, standing sex (?), missionary, pussy eating, masturbation, dirty talking, blowjob, oral (m and f receiving), rough sex, chocking, i lied about the doggy style, pet names (angel, baby), lmk if more, NOT PROOFREAD.

PUBLISHED: 13th August 2024

WC: 3.7k

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a/n: honestly the intro sucks and so does the outro but i swear the smut is GOOD. literally 3k words of filthy porn ngl. enjoy lol. please LIKE & REBLOG to spread and let me knows your thoughts 💗

What was supposed to be a cozy Thursday night ended up in you being forced to stay at Heeseung’s house for the night.

Forced? Not really, you enjoyed the excuse of spending more time with your boyfriend. Because of a flooding caused by the storm outside, you weren’t able to go back home.

But neither were his parents, who were supposed to have a nice date and ended up being blocked by the horrible weather.

The sound of the raindrops tapping against the window filled the room as Heeseung turned off the shower.

You were laying on his bed with your back to the wall as you peacefully read your book, thankful that your sixth sense made you bring it.

Heeseung entered the room with only a towel wrapped around his waist while he used another to dry his damp hair.

“Reading still?” He asked, nudging the book with toe. “Ew.” You stated, pushing his foot away “And yes.”

Heeseung just chuckled and moved to get his clothes from the drawer “Heard from your parents?”

He hummed “I called them before showering, they said they’ll stay at a motel,” He put his boxers on “But before they could say more, the line cut off.”

You threw a glance at the window “This storm is going to destroy a lot of things.”

Heeseung struggled to put on shorts and then rounded the bed, the mattress lowering where his weight was.

“I bet they’re having some wild sex right now.” You joked, flipping another page of your book.

Heeseung pinched your side “Ew? I don’t really want to think about my parents going at it.” He laughed, laying down beside you.

“Careful, you might have a brother soon.” You joked again, earning another gentle pinch.

A couple of minutes passed by and Heeseung groaned “Wi-fi doesn’t work.” He threw his phone at the end of the bed. “I can’t play games.”

“Poor you.” You cooed, caressing the hand he had placed on your hip, his chest pressed against your back.

“Can’t you put your book down and give me attention?” You could hear the pout in his voice “No boy, I’m at an important point.”

“Evil.” Heeseung murmured as he settled into a more comfortable position, strangely not going anywhere to do something else.

You felt his hand on your side, relaxed as well as his breath even. ‘He must’ve fallen asleep’, You thought, as you flipped another page of your book, unable to stop your eyes from reading the scene unfolding before you.

If Heeseung was to casually open his eyes and read even one line of the chapter, he would certainly make fun of you.

Who even reads smut in their boyfriend’s bed?

You felt his hand flex on your stomach but you didn't really mind, he would always move uncontrollably when asleep— sometimes, even kicking you.

As your mind proceeded the words written down on paper, your body reacted to it, almost unconsciously.

You could feel your core pulse in need, your body temperature raising and at the same time goosebumps appeared on your skin.

It always happened, you couldn’t help the way your imagination wandered with the characters of the book, the tension and the way they cared for each other. It was all too tempting, you could feel your stomach fill with butterflies.

But your boyfriend was sleeping and you didn’t want to disturb him, knowing he already had troubles falling asleep — the reason why he always stayed up late to play games —, so you kept quiet.

You felt Heeseung shift behind you, the hand on your stomach circling your waist until he was able to pull you against his chest, his breath hot against your ear.

You held your breath as he changed position, not making any sudden movement while he used you like you were a teddy bear.

Gulping down, you waited a few beats before focusing your attention back on the chapter.

It’s not like you and Heeseung had never gone further than third base, but it was always so… vanilla.

You longed for someone to use you for your own pleasure, to talk you through your multiple orgasms, to mark you up and manhandle you like a doll.

But you would never have the courage to confess that to Heeseung.

Yes, you two had been together for almost a year and half though you weren’t ready to open up to your contorted fantasies. Afraid that he may run away, you loved him too much for that.

So, you hid in your imagination, burying your nose in books that filled the void inside of you.

Letting out a quiet sigh, you tried to calm the fire igniting your bones, but your hips shifted uncomfortably, the ache between your legs too strong to be ignored.

Suddenly, Heeseung spoke to your ear, voice low and husky “You want to show me too?” You jolted and closed the book, catching your finger in middle, hissing at the pain.

You turned your face around and caught his gaze, something different inside it. Something primal.

“I-I thought you were sleeping.” You said, blinking faintly and Heeseung smirked, “I was reading with you.”

He reached the book from your hand and like a fool, you let him take it. He opened the page where you had left your finger in and cleared his throat “He looked at her with a strange urge, his attention gliding to her face,” He started reading.

“His voice was low when he said ‘Show me, show me how you touch yourself when you’re alone in the middle of the night’.”

The heat that was once in your stomach moved to your cheeks, embarrassment coating your expression.

“It’s just a chapter, I was skipping it.” You tried to reach back for your book but he held it up, sitting “Ah, lying is bad, Y/N.”

Heeseung’s smirk was cocky “You seemed pretty into it.” You scoffed, “Give it back.”

Your boyfriend was clearly enjoying it, the way you blushed and the flustered look on your face. He licked his bottom lip and eyed you up and down.

Only when you lowered your gaze, unable to meet his, did you notice the hard-on he was sporting. Was he enjoying it the same way you were?

“There’s no wi-fi.” He stated, “And my parents aren’t home, don’t you think we should occupy our time?”

This side of him was something you had never seen, perhaps, had he the same hidden likings as yours? Looked like you were about to find out.

“How?” You asked, your voice hoarse, barely yours. Heeseung glanced back at the page and said “Take off your shorts.”

Your breath hitched in your throat, “W-What?” And he just chuckled darkly “Do you think I didn’t notice your body language, mh? Do you think I didn’t see how you were craving… this?” He raised the book.

“Now, take off your shorts or I’ll have to do it myself.” Normally, you would comply, but you were feeling bold, adrenaline shooting in your veins, so you said instead, “Make me.”

His eyes darkened, his brow raised. He placed the book on the bed and crawled towards you as you backed away until your back hit the headboard.

He kept eye contact while his fingers hooked around your shorts, and instead of his usual slow pace, he yanked them off.

You gasped at the sudden force, soon enough your shorts were laying on the floor “Isn’t this what you want?” He questioned.

“You want someone to dominate you, uh? To show you what’s your place?” Your whole body shivered from his words as you mindlessly nodded.

“All this time I’ve been gentle, afraid to make you uncomfortable,” He gripped your panties “But all you wanted was to be fucked, hard, isn’t it?” He ripped them off you, the sound of fabric stretching making you gasp again.

He smirked and threw the messy fabric on the floor, with your shorts “So, I’ll follow what you like.” He pointed at the book resting on the duvet “Play with yourself.”

You widened your eyes. Heeseung’s behaviour was different from his usual one, though you couldn’t say you didn’t like it. Lord, you were drenched just from his words and he could see it, the way your juices coated your pussy, spread in front of him.

You gulped and slowly moved your hand down, reaching your clit which you started circling.

A soft hum escaped your lips at the sweet feeling and you watched him, his gaze so primal and full of lust as he took in the sight of you touching yourself.

Just a few beats passed before he asked “You know what she does now, right?” And you nodded, lifting your hand up to his lips. He hummed and took them inside his mouth, his warm tongue twirling around your digits.

The taste of you, even if it was just brief, was enough to make his head spin, so delicious and intoxicating.

You removed them “Let me watch while you fuck yourself.” He said and was suddenly aware of your position. Of how open you were in front of him, your folds clenching around nothing.

Heeseung raised an impatient brow and you hurried to coat your fingers in your juices, rubbing them against your entrance before thrusting one inside.

You moaned, your fingers brushing against your g-spot right away, given all the times you’d done this.

Heeseung licked his bottom lip, the taste of you still lingering in his mouth, on his tongue. He could feel his shorts grow tighter by the minute, his desire for you overtaking any rational thought.

“One more baby, I know you can take it.” He urged and you complied, adding a second digit to your ministration.

Heeseung let out a groan, his eyes locked on you as you brought pleasure to yourself. He quickly took the book back in his hands and flicked the page, a wicked smile on his lips.

“Yeah, bet you’ll like this.” He said as he pushed himself down the bed and took you by the back of your thighs, tilting your body until it was pending at the edge of the bed.

You stopped your movements and pulled your fingers out with a ‘POP’ sound, resting on your elbows to look down at him “Hee?”

“Don’t worry, angel.” He pried your legs open, his breath fanning on your cunt, making you squeeze your eyes “Just need to taste your sweet pussy.”

And then you felt it, the swipe of his tongue across your folds, your mind clouding from the pleasure as soft gasps escaped your lips.

Heeseung ate you like a starved man, alternating sucking on your clit and fucking you with his tongue, his strong grip prevented you from squirming around.

You rocked your hips against his mouth, needing to chase the pleasure building inside your lower belly.

You reached a hand and placed it on his head, your fingers tangling in his locks, “Mh, that’s it, angel.” He murmured, “Fuck my tongue.”

And so you followed his orders, moving with deep and slow thrusts, just enough to send jolts of pleasure through your jody as Heeseung stuck his warm tongue inside of you.

Soon, your movements grew sloppier and faster, your lips parted “I’m— I’m gonna—“ And before you could even finish your sentence, your orgasm hit you, making your back arch off the bed, your legs shaking.

“This was so hot, baby.” Heeseung pressed a few more kitten licks on your clit before raising himself, caressing your thighs with his thumbs.

You looked up at him, your breath still uneven from the great amount of pleasure he had put you in.

He gave you a small smirk before reaching behind you and taking your forgotten book back. He flipped the pages “Spoiler, she gives him a BJ.” He said.

You chuckled, your body now recovered as you sat up “And you don’t want it?” You batted your eyelashes.

Heeseung took a steady breath. “Don’t tempt me.” He quickly searched further one the book, scanning lines and as he found something he liked, he pointed at it, a small laugh escaping his lips.

“As much as I love feeling your mouth around me, I want to feel you whole.” He murmured.

You sat up, crawling towards him to the edge of the bed “Maybe I want to.”

His breath caught in his throat, your vicinity and your words going straight to his cock “The way she does.”

Heeseung went back to the chapter where it all started, scanning the lines until he read “After making her see stars, he quickly unbuttoned his jeans, his gaze dangerous. ‘Your moans were so sweet, darling.’ He murmured, lowering his jeans and boxers, his cock sprung free.” He paused to gulp.

“He took the back of her head and moved her ‘till her neck bent in an awkward position, his red tip brushing against her lips.” He lowered the book.

“Is this how you want it? Rough?” Heeseung questioned and you nodded “Might as well follow the script.” You shrugged.

A low groan built in his throat, you tugged the hem of his shirt “This off?” Your eyes glistened with fake innocence.

Heeseung swiftly worked his shirt off, throwing it on the floor. It’s not like you had never seen him without a shirt on, you were used to him during beach dates or pool parties, but it was always so breathtaking.

Heeseung smirked, noticing the way your hungry stare was studying his chest. In the blink of an eye his shorts joined his shirt, his cock hard and angry, some pre-cum smeared over the tip.

“Be a good girl and open up for me,” He murmured as he climbed on the bed, his hand clutching the headboard to keep himself steady.

You quickly laid down, his hips hovering on your face. You looked up at him, doe-eyes looking ever so pure… And then you took him all in your mouth.

Heeseung threw his head back at the feeling of your tongue swirling around his cock, your head bobbing back and forth.

“Fuck,” He breathed out, his eyes meeting yours “So good, always so good.”

He caressed your cheek, his thumb grazing gently your skin as his hips bucked, meeting your pace.

He then pulled out, making you frown which was soon transformed when his lips met yours.

You could feel his cock twitching between your breasts, one of his hands squeezing it as his lips claimed yours.

The kiss was sloppy and messy, both of your tongues moving together, his spit down your throat.

He was delaying his orgasm, you noted, because he would’ve cum just from a few licks of yours.

And then he pulled his lips away from yours to thrust his throbbing length inside your mouth again “Mh… Yes— Shit. You’re so good, angel. Mouth made just for me.” He praised as he moved.

You hummed, sending waves of pleasure all through his body.

You gripped his thighs, bobbing your head faster, desperate to bring him the pleasure he deserved.

Heeseung understood and gripped the headboard with both of his hands, his hips thrusting inside of your warm and wet mouth. He hit the back of your throat, making you gag “I’m so close.” He breathed out.

At his words, you ignored the burning sensation building in your throat and hollowed your cheeks, with a few more thrusts he was emptying himself with a groan.

When he pulled out, you licked any drop of cum that spilled out your mouth and hummed happily.

Heeseung chuckled, leaning down again to capture your lips in a messy but loving kiss.

You playfully bit his bottom lip and he pulled away, yelping “Brat.”

You smiled at him and sat up, your voice just briefly hoarse “What happens next?”

Heeseung’s gaze darkened but his words were serious “You sure you want to continue?” He sighed softly, “Baby, I don’t want to hurt you.”

You smiled reassuringly and beckoned to the book “Time to change chapter.”

Heeseung let out a quiet groan, his cock visibly twitching “He fucks her against the wall.” He narrated what he had read “Hard, hand around her throat… is that what you want?”

Just the idea of doing it that way had you drenched down there, a shiver ran along your spine “Yes, Hee.” You breathed out, and to emphasise you add “I need it.”

“My nasty girl.” He practically growled as he got up from the bed, taking you with him and slammed you against the wall of his bedroom.

You yelped when your back hit the cold surface, the tapping of the raindrops on the window your background music.

Heeseung claimed your lips again as one of his hands snuck to squeeze your backside, his fingers kneading it.

You could again feel his hard cock pressing against your stomach, its warmth infecting your core.

“I’ve always wanted to fuck you,” He whispered on you throat “To have you milk my cock as I take you so hard you can’t say a coherent word.”

You rocked your hips against his, a clear effect of his words, your arms wrapped around his neck.

As if you weighed nothing, he raised you and you wrapped your legs around his sculpted waist.

Without any warning except for the aligning of his cock, he slammed deep inside of you, making you moan out.

Heeseung wasn’t the biggest cock you’ve seen, but he surely was the longest. You could feel him so deep, he could probably even reach your stomach if he tried hard enough.

You gripped the back of his neck like your life depended on it as he moved without any mercy, pulling all the way out until the tip just to slam back in, knocking the air out of your lungs.

He snuck one hand between your breasts and reached your throat, wrapping it around it. He gripped, not enough to choke you but good enough to make you light-headed.

His cock pounded hard into you, driving your brain into nothing but a puddle of his name, the one you screamed and moaned.

Your nails dug into his shoulders and he grunted, rewarding you with a deeper thrust, one you can almost feel in your centre, where the familiar knot was tightening.

Your eyes rolled back, just moans and whimpers escaping your lips.

Heeseung removed the hand from your throat and gripped your neck instead, letting your lungs that were screaming in protest fill with air up to their capacity.

He moved so your forehead pressed against his, both of you panting in each other’s mouth, your pussy clenching around him.

He groaned, he put one of his hands on the wall to steady himself as his hips kept bucking fast on yours, the sound of skin slapping mixing up with the rain’s.

“Is this what you like, baby?” Heeseung asked, moving his face to gently nip on your neck.

Your whole body felt sensitive from the attention he was giving it, from his small hickeys to the way he kept hitting your sweet spot “Y-yes.” You croaked out “Feels s’good, fuck.”

Heeseung grinned and stilled, twitching inside of you with a groan.

Before you could even comprehend it, he had you with your back on the mattress, never pulling out of you.

Your legs spread open, eager to feel him in you, to let him claim him.

“Fuck,” He grunted out, his pace never once faltering as he gripped your thighs to help himself, surely there would be marks the next day “Feels like heaven inside of you.”

You answered with a muffled whimper, not sure if your brain could even form out a word anymore.

He leaned on you, chest pressed against chest as he hid his face in the crook of his neck, his hot breath hitting your skin.

You rolled your eyes back, the pleasure building inside of you almost unbearable “Hee..” You breathed out, gripping his forearm to warn him where words couldn’t reach.

“I know,” He murmured, “Me too, baby…”

You cried out as you tried to delay your orgasm the same way he could do, but the pleasure was too much and before you could even try to resist more, you saw white.

Your back arched off the bed and squirmed around, your walls clenching tight around Heeseung who, despite your state, never stopped thrusting.

“Shit— Where do you want it?” He asked, because it was in some ways a first timer. First time going rough, first time going raw.

You couldn’t find your voice, your eyes watery from the impact of your orgasm, so you wrapped your legs around his waist, trapping him.

He frowned “Are you— Fuck.” You felt his cum filling you up to the brim, the sensation so sweet a gasp left your lips as he rocked slowly, adrenaline lowering.

After a couple of minutes where neither of you had the energy to move, Heeseung raised himself and offered you a warm smile “How was it?” He questioned as he stood up.

The sight of you, sprawled on his bed with both your seeds running down your thighs was enough to make him pop another boner, which earned him a side eye from you.

“Don’t worry, baby.” Heeseung chuckled, opening one of the drawers to retrieve one of his shirts and helping you in it. He then carefully cleaned you up, dried the sweat running down your forehead and after putting back on his shorts and underwear, he laid beside you.

One of his arms snuck around your shoulder, he placed a gentle kiss on your forehead “You’ll have to go commando, since I ripped your panties.” You giggled, hugging him tighter.

“I really enjoyed… this.” Heeseung smirked, “I bet.” He glanced at the book, now resting on the bedside table “Come to me when you start another book, yeah?”

Heeseung absentmindedly squeezed your breast through the shirt “I’ll make sure to recreate it all… even may steal some of the lines.”

Content that he wasn’t going to judge you for your strange likings, rather supporting them, you let yourself be held as the storm outside slowly died, the breeze hitting your skin as you fell asleep, safe in his arms.

sunoooooooooo ☕️

Sleepy Sunghoon

Imagine waking up next to Park Sunghoon who wanted to savour the moment just as much as you did.

TW: Intimate and Suggestive content, physical affection.

The first thing you noticed as you woke up was the warmth enveloping you. Sunghoon's arm was draped over your waist, his face buried in the crook of your neck. His breath was slow and steady, a soft rhythm against your skin. You tried to shift, but his hold tightened, pulling you closer.

“Stay” he mumbled, his voice heavy with sleep, almost a groan. You could feel the way his body pressed against yours, the way his legs tangled with yours under the sheets, not wanting to let go.

“Sunghoon, it’s morning,” you whispered, trying to suppress a smile at how clingy he was being.

“Mmm, five more minutes,” he murmured, his lips brushing against your neck in a way that sent a warm shiver through you. His hand started to move, fingers tracing lazy patterns on your skin, just under the hem of your shirt. The touch was light, but enough to make you catch your breath.

You turned slightly, trying to see his face, but he only snuggled closer, his nose nuzzling against your shoulder. “You’re too comfy,” he added, his voice taking on a teasing lilt despite the sleepiness. “How am I supposed to get up when you’re right here?”

His hand slid further up, his touch lingering on your side, his thumb brushing dangerously close to more sensitive skin. You could hear the smile in his voice when he spoke again, this time more suggestive. “Or maybe we don’t have to get up just yet…”

His lips found your neck again, planting a soft kiss, then another, each one growing slower, more deliberate. He was still half-asleep, but the way his body molded to yours, the way his touch lingered, made it clear that he was fully aware of what he was doing.

“You’re too tempting,” he murmured, his voice low and husky now, the sleepiness giving way to something more. His hand slipped under your shirt completely, resting on your bare skin, his touch warm and possessive.

“Sunghoon…” you started, but he silenced you with a kiss, slow and sweet, his lips barely leaving yours as he whispered, “Just a little longer… please?”

There was no resisting him when he was like this—sleepy, needy, and undeniably suggestive, making it clear that morning could wait just a bit longer.

FOLLOWING YOUR LEAD.

PAIRING friends by association jake x female reader

GENRE smut, mdni

WC 3.2k

WRNG! black coded female reader, watching porn (jk), video call on discord, jake exposes himself, mutual masturbation (y/n has a vibrator)

A/N! inspired by an ask. you, me & the drivers seat is the continuation. jake and black girls in all caps and all positions i volunteer… & please excuse any mistakes (if there are any)

jake didn’t have a type at all.

his friends would joke about how mass his standards were, simply getting off on a pretty face. you and jake had been friends for a few weeks now, meeting for the first time at a mutual friend—jays—dinner party for his birthday. the club afterwards was fun, you two hitting it off even more as the night grew older.

you and him both matched in outfits because of the dinners dress code, you wearing a tight short black dress with long dark bundles, paired with stiletto heels. he himself in a black tight turtle neck shirt with matching coloured dress pants and shoes. you two danced very close that night, each grind between you too pushing you to pull your inches over your right shoulder to avoid it getting caught around his wrist watch or neck chains! his chin hooked over your left shoulder.

he has asked if you wanted to follow him back to his place for the night—whether anything happened or not, but you kindly refused. you stated how you didn’t ‘get down like that’ and how if he wanted you to come over he needed to ‘buy you a few dinners first’. he understood you whole-heartedly, not arguing.

but he’d be lying if he didn’t think about you a lot since then.

he loved the silhouette of your look from that night. the brown skin, the dress, the heels. the way you fixed your hair consistently throughout the night, running your hands through your hair to keep it from tangling.

the way your lips glistened with gloss, the way you hyped up jays little section in the club whenever a song you liked came on. he had to fight the urge to message you daily to check up on you, constantly liking your posts and stories whenever you’d show off a new hairstyle.

he tried to find any and every way to communicate with you outside of instagram, adding you onto discord after finding you had one for your close overseas friends. you didn’t use it as regularly as he did, but you two would sometimes meet within a call with many other people, usually hosted by jay.

you two started to hang out on discord just to keep in touch without you giving out your number, his discord—and camera—constantly open and on waiting.

sometimes he’d forget, your voice coming in at random times, yelling at him to ‘close the damn app and go to bed.’

he thought about you often. he wondered if you noticed how he’d like every post of yours, reply to every story with heart eyes or a short cheesy message;

Oh my god you look so good

or

Damn girl

or even a tasteful;

Omg wttfff

he almost thought you did it on purpose. that you liked the way he ran behind you metaphorically, waiting for your response. he couldn’t stop thinking about you in faint memory, trying to remember how you two danced at the club.

he tried to remember the way your hands lightly touched the sides of his hips to guide him. the way you’d look over your shoulder, his nose pressed against the left side of your face as you’d dance, your hair in your right hand as you fixed it.

he can’t stop thinking about you. he’s constantly trying to recount how good you smelt, how soft your skin was, he was hooked. he didn’t know if you even liked dancing with him that night, the way you never responded to him with anything but a playful thank you babe and a like on his message.

you even had the nerve to go to a concert recently, posting videos of yourself singing the lyrics with one of your girlfriends. he was so infatuated with you, he would’ve jerked it right then and there the first time he watched it.

but here he was—a little after twelve am—sitting in his room with his macbook open.

he wore a simple white t-shirt and black shorts. he dreaded the idea of looking up porn in recent times, the videos not being enough for him once his weak high hit him. if he really wanted to, he could just go out and pull a few strings to get someone in his bed with him—but he didn’t want to.

there was nothing and no-one he wanted more than you. he usually didn’t look things up past a category, specifically looking for camgirls that recorded their own videos. he really wasn’t the type to look for a specific race, but he couldn’t help but type ebony in with a cringe.

he hated the idea of looking for a specific race outside of his own, fighting the shame he’d feel with someone catching him. regardless, he scrolled. he looked for someone who would in some way resemble you, scrolling past videos that obviously didn’t suit your frame.

it was almost gross to him as he scrolled, but it wasn’t enough for him to stop considering how desperate he felt.

most of the girls didn’t match your image, their hairstyles and skin-tones varying what he was looking for—until he finally found someone on the third page.

he clicked in the video quickly, his head moving at the speed of sound to spot the small lube bottle he had laying in his room, left by a girl who visited him weeks ago. he practically dives for it with his left hand out before slumping back into his gaming chair.

once the video loaded, he watched the way her hair flowed the same. she sat on the floor for more space, jake watching as she positioned herself in front of the camera for aesthetic purposes, playing the part. he watched the way she bent over for the camera, her ass in the air.

he bites his lip as his head lightly tilts to the right, watching the way her vagina lips part as she moves her finger up and down her clit lightly for show. he moans in his throat at the imagery, squirting an extra amount of cold lube into his right hand, snapping the cap back closed with his index finger.

his left tosses it to the back of his desk as his other hands fingers and palm massage the viscous liquid briefly. when he’s ready he hooks his left thumb under his shorts waistband and underwear. his hand moves both fabrics down to keep them stretched up and out of the way, the cool air of his room lightly hitting his skin and the bottom left side of is dick.

he wraps his right hand over his erection to pull it out of his pants, a light rebound in the way it stands tall in his hand. he wastes no time, stroking upwards with a tight grip. he ignores her face, focusing on the way her hair flows as she moves positions. his head lowers as he looks through his upper eyelashes at her, his gaze almost animalistic.

he watches her closely as his grip moves up and down his erection. “ah, y/n~” he moaned once to test out the way your name would roll off his tongue. he quickly traps his bottom lip between his teeth again, not caring to go over the vulgarity of moaning someone else’s name at a porn video. he couldn’t help it, his fist aggresively pumping up and down his length.

he heard his discord in the background go off, but he didn’t think much of it, watching the way the girl he watched grabbed a toy, positioning herself again to where her face wasn’t visible, only her body and hair being in the shot.

she positioned the toy under her, suctioning it on the floor as she moved to bounce on it, her right hand coming up to grab her hair as she looked down. jake moans at this, remembering the way you did the same at the night out.

“fuck.”

he moans, another light ‘y/n’ slipping from his lips as he strokes faster, the noise of his skin against the lube lewd. he kicks his hips forward for better angling as he quickly jacks off, his bottom lip hanging down a little as he lightly pants, his right eye squinting a little at the stimulation. he tries to go on pace with the way the girl bounces, but he can’t help but go faster, chasing his high selfishly. he imagines all the ways he would’ve had you if you decided to go home with him.

he imagined you being slightly dominate with him, putting your hand on his chest if he thrusted too hard or too quickly, telling him to calm down. he images the way you’d warp your arms around him, the scent of your perfume stronger than it was on the night out, the way your skin tones would contrast as your hair would get in the way.

both his eyes close at the imagery, his bottom lip slipping back between his teeth as he huffs heavily out of his nostrils. his head bobs backwards once until he snaps it back, staring just as intensely as he did before at the video playing, his eyes hooded.

“i’d—do anything.” he moans lightly to himself, moaning once more with another harsh exhale out is nose.

“like what?”

he hears a familiar voice ask from his screen, his hand stilling as he lightly pulls out of his lustful fog. he can barely make out who’s voice it is, and he’s not convinced he didn’t make it up in his own head considering all the extra noise he was making.

“oh don’t stop now.”

the voice lightly comments, playfully stern.

he keeps his right hand tight around his boner as his left hand finally pulls away from holding his shorts and underwear to pause the video he’s watching. he stops his movements to see if there’s anything else, still hearing background noise.

he motions his mouse down with his fingers to his taskbar, looking to see if anything else out of the multiple apps he had open could’ve possibly been playing some ad.

that’s when he sees discord.

his eyes shoot up to the top right of his screen, noticing the small green dot at the top right of his screen to let apple users know their camera is on.

he’s frozen still as he tries to remember what the voice sounded like.

he was truthfully hoping he had it open on one of his many personal group chats, hoping he’d open discord to see sunghoon laughing. he hoped it would be a group joke for months, his boys punching him whenever they saw you as they remembered how openly he jerked off on camera. he just wanted it to be anyone else.

when he clicks discord, he notices how the app wasn’t even closed, how the app had been open the entire time.

his camera not only on but so is audio, your icon sitting in the chat with him. he hopes he can still make up for this, moving to leave the chat when your camera comes on, your head tilted with a smirk on your face.

“having fun?” you asked as you cocked your head to your right, your eyebrows raised. you didn’t seem disgusted as you sat in your office chair, wearing a simple oversized t-shirt with no bra and shorts.

you were truthfully amused, jake pulling his gaming chair forward so his embarrassingly hard erection didn’t show in frame any longer. his grip around the base of his dick is still as tight as it was before, watching how you reach forward for something briefly before plopping down in your seat.

“heard my name and i thought you wanted to talk,” you started with a slow look around the room, the shame in jake’s belly wrongfully pinging in his groin. his body temperature runs hot at the embarrassment he feels, watching as your right knee comes into frame as you sit comfortably in your chair. “you look good though, i just didn’t expect a show.” you tease, honestly liking the attention.

“i look good?” jake asked lightly, his eyes scanning your face and the background around you. he was scared it was a prank, or that you were trying to get more out of him to record it. you notice the way he searches your room helplessly, so you back your chair up enough to where your thighs are in frame.

“yea, honestly you do. if you kept going i probably would’ve joined you.”

“so join me.” jake comments softly, his voice barely picked up by the mic. you had every reason to leave because of this, noting the way his right arm flexes and jerks slowly as he starts getting off in front of you. you honestly didn’t even want or need to, but you thought he’d appreciate it. you had a little vibrator at your desk that you used quite often, so you grabbed it lightly. you moved to stand, lightly tugging your shorts down nervously as you left your underwear.

“oh fuck.” jake doesn’t waste any more time than he needs to match you, standing up straight. he uses his free hand to tug and rip at the clothes around his waist, ridding himself of his bottoms. he moves his chair back as he plops back into it, now openly displaying himself in front of you.

you’re almost shocked when you finally sit back down with your vibrator in hand. he’s holding the base of his dick tightly, his left hand lightly swirling around the head for show. it shows, your mouth gaping just a little at the imagery. you lightly bring the vibrator into view, laughing lightly at the way jake leans forward comically to see what it is.

“what is that?” he asks in a squint, his left hand pulling off his dick to lightly tug his laptop closer. “you’ll see just move back.” you comment nervously, shuffling in your seat so you can comfortably spread your legs. you wondered if jake could tell you were a lot more nervous than you let on, if he did this just to get your attention so he could record it. either way, you moved into his view.

you turn the vibrator on, the embarrassing buzzing sound lightly ringing within the room. jake isn’t stupid, so the moment he hears it he lightly moans, baring his teeth lightly. he moves back again so he’s completely in shot, pulling his right hand off his dick to grab the bottom of his shirt with both hands.

your right hand drops on its own, rubbing soft circles against your clothed clit as you watch.

he rips his shirt up and off. to your surprise, he’s fit as hell—more than you would’ve expected at first glance. the moment he’s shirtless, he throws the shirt on his desk beside his laptop.

he resumes his position like before, his right hand immediately getting back to work as he wraps his fingers around the base of his dick again to hold it upright. he jerks off slowly this time, letting his grip run up to his tip then back down.

“your turn.” he motions towards you with his chin, a small smirk creeping up his lips. you put your leg down, placing the vibrator between your crotch and the chair. it buzzes against you as you grab your own shirt without much fight. jake almost drools at how quickly you move at command, pulling your shirt up and off.

you see yourself in your screen reflection as your shirt drops—you remember you don’t have a bra.

your left hand and forearm cups over your nipples as you hide them in shock.

jake moans out loud at the nip-slip, his head thrown back lightly as he jerks upwards on his dick a little faster. his left hand curves over his torso, searching for something to hold onto.

he wished he could hold onto you, wished you’d just ask for his address. wished that you’d send your own and how he would gladly travel with his boner tucked under his waistband. how he’d run his hands up and down your frame, how he’d leave open mouthed kisses up and down your neck, wrapping your legs around his hips.

he was straining his neck as he tried to hold back from cumming too quickly, barely keeping his eyes open as he lightly twitches in his chair. it was so naughty the image, how openly he moved in your vision. he let every moan leave his lips as he continued to jerk himself off, whining lightly whenever his fist reached his tip.

your right hand reaches for the vibrator again, your mouth lightly gaping at the rapid movement. your right hand holds it firmly in place against your clit. jake moaning as if he feels it. you forget he can see everything you do as he ducks his bottom lip between his teeth.

“i wish you could come over.” you playfully commented, thinking about how late it was, how nothing was open past shitty fast-food at this time. “i’d do—any,” jake moans out as he releases his bottom lip, whining. “—to help you.”

he’s close, his hips bucking forward once as he moans loudly, his eyes closing. his right hand moves quickly, the veins in his arms and hand poking out prominently. “oh jake,” you comment with a light lean in, taking in just how pretty he is. his left arm finally moves from his waist as it hangs on the armrest, his eyes prickling with tears.

“fuck!” he lets out one more time before he shudders, bitting his bottom lip one last time as he reaches for anything to put over his erection. unfortunately it’s his shirt—cupping his erection with the fabric right before he cums hard, his teeth digging into his bottom lip as he pulls it down. the moment his soft pink lip escapes, he huffs, his neck and chest flushed.

“wow, i haven’t cum that hard in months.” he comments with a casual laugh, catching you off guard. he smiles a little at the shock on your face, balling his shirt up to drop it on the floor. he catches his breath a little, force quitting safari to focus on you, turning his volume up in the process. his attention is now solely left on you, your vibrator still humming just loud enough for jake to hear. he doesn’t miss a beat as he slides forward, eyes following your crotch as your legs twitch closed a little.

“ take those off y/n, please.” jake comments lightly, his elbows holding him up as he gets comfortable. he didn’t know if this would be the first and last time you’d do anything sexual with him. he didn’t know if this would be the one time you’d show yourself off for him, if you’d block him later on after coming to your senses.

all he knew was he needed something to refer back to in his mind if he never got the chance. he needed something to play on repeat even if it wasn’t recorded.

“i need to see everything y/n. everything.”

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