Hundred Broken Hearts (240806)

hundred broken hearts (240806)

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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sunoooooooooo ☕️

★Blind Date★

︱Enhypen Sunghoon OneShot

︱nsfw! oral sex! sexual intercourse! fucking on the ︱first date!

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Third Person POV~

  "Heeseung, I don't wanna go on another blind date... The guys are always weird.." You were annoyed. Your best friend was once again trying to talk you into a blind date. There was no way you'd agree. "Come on Y/n.. He's really good looking! And he's a gentleman. Just give him a shot.." He wouldn't quit until you agreed, so you simply nodded. "Fine.. I'll do it.."

  "Alright.. I'll let him know.. Trust me on this one.. I really think you'll like him.. You have a lot in common." He smiled before leaving your room so you could get ready for your newly scheduled rendezvous. 

 You spent a few hours getting ready, wearing a periwinkle colored maxi dress that stopped mid thigh. Adorning yourself with a decent amount of makeup, your favorite jewelry, and a thin fur coat for the occasion you got cold. You also made sure to put some essentials into your clutch.

 After that, you were ready to go. Heeseung drove you to the restaurant. "If you need me.. Call me, I'll be close by. If you don't text within an hour I'll go home.. Be safe.. I love you." He smiled, kissing your cheek as you smiled. "Alright.. I love you too Heeseung.. Bye.."

  "Don't come home or the date is unsuccessful." He made sure to add as you laughed. "Okay.. Bye Heeseung." You got out of the car, tugging down your dress as you waved at Heeseung, watching him drive off before walking inside. "Reservation?" Upon being asked, you simply responded Lee, as Heeseung had told you to. The man led you to your table shortly after. 

 You arrived at the table, immediately gasping as you met eyes with your blind date. He was extremely handsome. You smiled, taking your seat as he smiled at you. Your heart fluttered. "Hello... Nice to meet you... I'm Sunghoon." He smiled, reaching across the table to shake your hand as you gladly took his hand. His hands were warm and smooth. "I'm Y/n.. Nice to meet you as well.."

 "You're really pretty Y/n..." He smiled as you blushed. "Thank you, you're really handsome." He smiled at your response. "Let's glance at the menu.. Order whatever you want, I'm footing the bill.." His words made your stomach do a flip. No guy had ever offered to pay for your dinner. They were always down to split it fifty-fifty. He definitely had your best interests. "I can't let you pay for everything Sunghoon.."

 "Just leave it to me.. What do you want to eat? Any cravings? I'll have whatever you're having.." He gently gestured towards the menu as you sighed, skimming the selections for something that suited your taste. You had eventually decided on something, pointing it out to him as he smiled. "I like that too.. Alright then. White wine or red?" 

 Everytime he asked for your preference, you felt special. No guy had ever been so considerate. "I prefer red.." You answered shyly as he nodded, gesturing towards the waiter. "Hey can we get two (insert food) and a bottle of your best red wine?" He asked as the waiter nodded. He repeated the order to make sure it was written properly, and then he left with a promise to bring the bottle of wine.

 "So, what are your interests Sunghoon?" You asked as he hummed. "I'm a figure skater.. I'm currently in talks of doing it professionally, but as of now, I work at my parents' ice rink.. I teach skating classes." He said as you stared at him, stunned. "You ice skate too?" You asked as he nodded. "You do as well?" 

 "I used to.. I was about to go pro, but I slipped during a triple axel, and I tore a ligament.. I haven't been able to skate the same since." You explained as he pouted. "That's so sad... If you wanted.. We could spend some time together after hours.. I'll help you get conditioned to skating again." He offered and you couldn't resist.

  He got better and better with each sentence. "I'd love to try.. I haven't skated since the incident happened a few years ago.. I tried skating once my leg healed, but I kept falling.. It was frustrating.." You didn't notice how emotional you were becoming until he reached across the table to rub your hand. "It's alright... We'll take it slow.."

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The night was long and you enjoyed every second of it.. He was offering to drive you home, and at first you were reluctant, but he was adamant. 

  "Actually.. Can we go back to my place? I don't think I want this night to end yet." He asked so politely and you couldn't resist. Heeseung wasn't lying about him being a gentleman.

 He took you to his apartment, opening the door as he led you to the living room. He sat you down, offering you a glass of water to sober you up. Your alcohol tolerance was low, but  every interesting topic over dinner was paired with another glass of wine.

 Sunghoon had apologized, saying that he wouldn't have kept pouring you glass after glass if he'd known of your low tolerance. You insisted it was okay though.

 "Here... Take a few sips.. It might make you feel a bit better." He took your coat, setting it down with your other belongings before turning on the tv. Some random movie was playing on low volume. It provided background noise. "Thank you.. For everything tonight.." You set your cup down, only just now noticing the small distance between you.

 "I enjoyed talking with you.. What do you wanna do now?" He asked as you hummed, inching closer to him, your thighs were now pressed against each other. "What do you want to do Sunghoon?" You let your drunken state lead you, leaning in to whisper in his ear as he let out a shaky breath. "I- I.. It doesn't matter what I wanna do.. I'm happy pleasing you.." 

 "So, are you fine with this?" You pulled him closer, your lips ghosting over his as you turned towards him, crossing one leg over his lap. "If that's what you want.." He swallowed, hard, eyes flickering from your lips and back to your eyes, his heart beating out of his chest. "What do you want Sunghoon?" You wanted an answer. He gulped, "I want you.. Y/n.. I want you.." He finally spoke as you smiled. 

 You pressed your lips against his, letting him have control as he pulled you to straddle his lap, your dress riding up as you sunk into the new seat. His hands naturally found the curve of your hips, squeezing occasionally as his lips melted into yours.

 You grinded into him, rolling your hips into his until you could feel his erection through his slacks. He slid his tongue past your lips, licking, swirling, and sucking to his hearts content as you let out needy little mewls every now and again. 

 The kiss was heated, both of you needily pressing against each other as he let out impatient groans everytime your hips met his in a concentrated roll. "I.. I need you.." He pulled away, panting against you as you smiled, already out of breath. "You can have me.." He smiled, watching you move off of his lap, attempting to remove your heels, struggling in the process. "Let me do it.."

 He easily unstrapped the heels, taking them off your feet as he pulled you up from the couch. "Follow me.." He spoke in between heavy breaths, unbuttoning the top buttons of his silky white shirt as you followed him to his room.

He had pulled you against his chest once entering the room, leaning down to leave wet and sloppy kisses across your neck and shoulders, knowing that his nipping and biting would leave many marks in their wake. You moaned at the contact, feeling him ease your zipper down as the thin strap of your dress slid off of your shoulder.

 "Hurry up and take it off.." He was eager, unbuttoning his own shirt to reveal his ab line. You had turned to face him, easing your dress down your figure as Sunghoon watched attentively. You had taken an interest in his slim, but fit physique. Faint, yet toned abs, and strong, toned arms that were revealed once he let his shirt hit the floor. You were fascinated.

He gestured towards the bed and you gently obeyed, climbing onto the bed as he followed, hovering over your figure. He kissed you again, this time more needy than before. His hands roaming your skin as he rubbed your clit through your lacey underwear, drawing small and breathy moans from your throat.

He had pulled away, kissing down your torso as his lips met waistband. He had tugged on the thin fabric, pulling it off of you and discarding it before focusing in on your perforation. He left a few gentle kisses before going in, licking and sucking to his hearts content. You let out small yet musical sounds, which all went from Sunghoon's ears, and straight down to his throbbing dick. 

  "Fuck.." You swore, the world falling carelessly from your lips as he went down on you, enjoying every liquid that poured out of you. "Sunghoon.." His name fell from your lips so easily, and he moaned at the sound, sending pleasurable vibrations through your body. You were so close.. "I'm gonna cum-" You could barely speak as he increased the intensity of his attack, leading you through, what you now acknowledged as, the best orgasm you'd ever experienced.

 Multiple expletives fell from your lips as he lingered against you, soon pulling away with glossy lips and hazy eyes. "I've been dying to do that all night..." He sounded satisfied, working on his belt as he removed it, his pants following soon after.. You could already tell he was big. 

 He used his fingers, sliding two into you as a means of prepping you for his package. You were far too horny to wait, as was he, but his fear or hurting you overshadowed his raring erection. You let him finger you until he was able to easily slide in three fingers, and then you stopped him.

 "Just fuck me.." You mumbled and he nodded, reaching towards his nightstand for what you assumed was a comdom. "No condom.. Just fuck me already.." You spoke as he glanced at you, worried. "You sure? I don't know if I can pull out in time.." 

 "I'm on the pill.. It's fine.." It took some convincing, but he finally complied, removing his underwear and letting it litter the floor along with all your other clothes. He spit into hand, giving his length a few slow and languid strokes before pressing his tip against your entrance. "Can I?" He asked your consent again, wanting to be sure as you nodded. "Please fuck me Sunghoon.."

 He had pushed in almost instantly, his tip touching spots that had never been touched before. You felt full.. He was huge, and he knew it. He gave you a few seconds to adjust properly before moving slowly, letting your wetness coat him. 

He let out adorable moans and other pretty noises that made your stomach turn. He was so perfect. "Y/n... Shit.." He cussed, head dropping in pure pleasure as he increased the speed of his thrusts, making sure to fuck you deep. "Sunghoon- mhhm.." You moaned his name, pulling him closer as you pressed your lips against his. 

 Every sound in the room was lewd and hot, skin-slapping, the wet sounds you guys made everytime you parted lips, and the heavy breaths and moans each of you let out. Sunghoon was in pure euphoria, as were you.. "I'm.. I'm gonna- cum-" He was already close, having not expected to last long, and you were already nearing your second release. 

 "Cum with me.." You spoke, gripping his bicep as he thrusted harder, cumming inside of you as you came undone on his dick. He continued to thrust to ride out your orgasms, hips slowly coming to a stop as you smiled. "That was great.." You kissed him again, throwing your head back against the pillows. "Thank you for tonight.. I had fun.." Sunghoon thanked you as you smiled. "So did I.."

 "Let's get you cleaned up."

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  The next morning, you wake up to soft, golden sunlight, and an empty bed. You yawn, stretching your stiff limbs before getting out of the bed. You were wearing an oversized shirt and some sweats that barely managed to stay on your hips despite being tied as tight as possible.

 You checked your appearance, and surprisingly, even your makeup had been removed. You were so sleepy after sex with Sunghoon last night, you had barely stayed awake during your shared bubble bath. Looking at your neck, you could see every pretty little love bite he left on your skin. You barely remembered him helping you tie your hair up and take your makeup off.

 You left his room, easing your way to the kitchen where you heard soft humming. Sunghoon was there, cooking breakfast. "Good morning Sunghoon.." You smiled, garnering his attention as he glanced at you with a smile. "Good morning Y/n... Did you sleep well?" He asked as you nodded. "Mhhm.. How about you?"

  "I slept a lot better with you beside me.." His words made you blush. "Sunghoon..." You were flustered, hiding your face against his arm as he ruffled your hair. "You're cute... Let's go out again sometime... Okay?" He asked, glancing down at you as you nodded. "I'd like that.." He leans down to kiss you. "Then I guess it's a date.."

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(if you've seen this b4 i also posted it on ao3 so its my work not stolen)

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.

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