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banner by the amazing @sunoope​ <33

pairing ↬ rich!jay x fem!reader + fratboy!heeseung

synopsis ↬ Jay would do anything to make his parents proud. Prove himself as the successor to his dad’s firm, be top of his class, have the right friends, be the perfect son. So when his parents meet you at a fundraiser they’ve organized and think the two of you are dating, he has to get you on board with his stupid plan. Too bad you just happen to be his most annoying rival.

genre ↬ college au, rivals 2 lovers, fake dating - angst, fluff & smut - MINORS DNI (here is a sfw version if you’d rather read that)

warnings ↬ SMUT (virgin!jay & virgin!reader, oral fem receiving, dom-ish jay & dirty-ish talk, fluffy ass morning after), language, food, heeseung is an asshole, rich ppl slander

word count ↬ 23,493

a/n ↬ helloooo!!! im so excited to share this hehe, hope u guys like it! pls keep in mind that this is my first time writing smut so i did my best and am now just praying for the best lmao. also i usually have a perm taglist but bc this has mature content i wasnt about to tag minors in it lmao &&& if anybody comes for me saying this is exactly like my hoon fic bc its e2l ish and has fake dating u’ll be blocked /j as always, likes & comments but especially reblogs & feedback are highly appreciated!!!! one of my fav parts of writing on here is knowing whether ppl like what i put out or not so its really important to me <333 enjoy !!!!

« Actually, I think what you just said is complete bull. »

Jay rolled his eyes for the thousandth time in an hour and a few sniggers were heard around the room.

Your tutor sighed and said in an exhausted tone, « Y/N, keep it polite, please. This is still a classroom setting. »

« Right, sorry. » You cleared your throat and sat up straighter. « I completely disagree with your statement, Jongseong. Just because a movie has young teenage girls as its target audience doesn’t mean it is completely insipid and has no value. If you look at Mean Girls, for example-»

Jay scoffed. « Oh please, you’re not actually going to use Mean Gir-»

« Ah, would you look at the time? Class is over, » your tutor interrupted. « You can all go home and ponder the riveting discussion Jay and Y/N led today. »

You were pretty sure you heard a general sigh of relief from your classmates. To be fair, you couldn’t really blame them: it was only the first tutorial of the semester for that course and Jay and you were already at each other’s throats, having something to say about every little thing the other proposed.

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Just Hold Me

Pairing: Stray Kids Changbin x Reader

Rating: R

Word count: 9.7k

Genre: angsty, fluff, smut, hybrid au

Warnings: smut, angst, loneliness, cuddling with a stranger, cockwarming, soft smut UwU, strangers to lovers

Synopsis: You've been going through a period of depression and feeling rather alone. When you see a flyer advertising a professional cuddling business, you laugh it off at first because there's no way you're that desperate. Only the idea won't seem to leave your mind. One day you're feeling especially bad and before you know it you're inside the building and signing up for a session.

This is a prompt by @hybridfanfiction <3

A/N: Okay, trust me on this one. If Changbin is the tiniest bit attractive to you, you should read this.

Stary Kids Masterlist

Things had not been looking great lately. Slowly but surely you had grown apart from your friends as your lives had moved in different directions and you had less and less to talk about. Work was okay but you just went there to pay your bills. There were one or two colleagues that were worth your time but they were often busy with their own lives that you rarely saw them outside of work. It had been some time since your last date and even longer since your last relationship. You and your family had not spoken in years which was the only good thing given how toxic they had been for as long as you could remember. Even now after all this time, you doubted that they had changed and their words from the past sometimes still swirled in your head when you lay awake at 3 am. 

All these things together had damped your mood significantly even if you did not want to admit it. 

It was Thursday when you found yourself alone in the coffee kitchen at work watching the dark liquid run out of the machine. In your head, you ran down the long list of the things you had to do today and tomorrow and wondered how you would do everything in this short of a time. You were already exhausted just from thinking about it and yearned to just sleep for a week. 

"Hey.” 

Your colleague Minho, one of your only work friends, had entered that kitchen; surely in search of a cup of coffee. He smiled and asked:

“Are you excited about your vacation already?"

"I will be at home."

"So? You can have fun at home too."

"Yeah. I bet you and the S.O. have fun at home."

It was supposed to be playful banter but it ended up sounding bitter even to your ears. Minho and his boyfriend were happy together and you were happy for Minho but you could not help yourself but be envious of what they had. Stupid society making you think that you needed a partner in your life to be happy and fulfilled. Unfortunately, it was also a known fact that humans were social creatures and that not having enough bonds with others affected one negatively.  

"Are you okay?"

"I’m fine."

Minho raised an eyebrow and waited for you to tell him the truth. Knowing him he would not let this go until you told him what was up so it was better to just get it over with or come up with a better excuse. You sighed.

"I haven’t been feeling too hot. That’s all I’m sure a little vacation will help."

Minho was not convinced but let you be on your way, mainly because he did not like the risk of having hot coffee all over his suit. The rest of Thursday flew by in a heated frenzy and when you got home you fell into bed for a night of restless sleep. 

On Friday morning you dragged yourself to the office and found a flyer on your desk. It read:

"Need a hug?

Everyone needs physical contact in their lives but sometimes we don’t have the right person. Our professional cuddlers are here to help you meet your needs. Talk to us today for more information and book your cuddling session! "

How could anyone be a professional cuddler? If you had not been so tired, you would have laughed at the flyer. You wondered who had left this on your desk but forgot about it as soon as you dove into work, after all, you still had a lot to do before you could leave for your well-deserved vacation. 

Afterward, you could not tell if that day went by too fast or not fast enough, but one thing was sure you left well after your usual time and spent the evening mindlessly watching stuff on the internet. 

On Saturday morning you woke up at your usual time, much too early for someone on vacation. You had not planned anything for your free time so you drifted through your apartment unsure of what to do. The dust on the TV in the living room was the trigger that set you off, and you started operation deep clean. You started dusting the tv but then there was the drawer that you always wanted to reorganize so you took everything out of it. Some stuff from the drawer was supposed to go into another drawer but first, you had to take everything out there too and throw away some junk that you had never gotten around to. Like this, your apartment turned into pure chaos in a matter of hours, and somehow by the end of the day, you were no further along than at 10 am. You fell into bed at 10 pm and left your home in a state of disarray. This meant that you spent Sunday doing the same thing in reverse, organizing, throwing away things, and debating what to do with some of the odd ends. All of this was only delaying the unavoidable. When you put away the last pieces that had been lying around, you sank into the couch and started watching some random videos. The feeling rose so slowly from the back of your mind that you did not notice it at first. Like a frog in boiling water, you sat on the couch, unaware of the heat rising. 

You had nothing else to do and the videos could no longer distract your mind from the fact that you were lonely and depressed and on the brink of burnout. Your mind repeated the same visions of you being forever alone and friendless until the tears gathered in the corners of your eyes. You let them drop and cried. 

Monday morning was bleak. The grey light that drifted through the windows only seemed fitting for the hopelessness that you felt inside. There was no one you could call, no one that cared enough, no one that was close enough that you could tell them how you really felt and if there was, could you really burden someone with your nonsense? 

Your stomach growled and you fought your way to the kitchen to eat something as there was a small chance that it would lift your spirits. In the hallway, you bumped into your bag that you had placed on the ground at some point yesterday and had been too preoccupied to put away. You picked it up and took it to the kitchen to throw away the receipts that had gathered at the bottom. You placed your wallet on the kitchen counter and scooped out all the rest. The receipts headed for the trash bin and the lip balm joined the wallet on the counter. A thick piece of paper caught your attention. You unfolded it and saw the text you had laughed at on Friday but now it hit differently. Wouldn’t it be nice to just hug someone? 

The day passed without you being able to tell what you did the whole time but at 4 am after too much restless rolling around in bed you vowed to do better the next day. New week, new you. After all, sitting at home and crying was not going to solve your problems. 

On Tuesday morning, you picked up your phone and called the cuddle company. The woman on the other end of the line said her bit and asked: "What can I do for you?"

"I want to book a session."

"Sure. Let me check."

She clicked on your keyboard.

"Do you have any preference for your cuddler?"

"No, not really."

"Okay. Someone canceled so there is a free slot today at 10 am. Would that work for you?"

"Yes. That would be awesome!"

"Very good. Please bring some comfortable clothes. Oh and something else, please make sure to shower before you come here."

"Yes of course."

"Okay see you later then!"

You could not believe your luck; in just two hours you would be at your appointment cuddling with someone. As instructed you showered and packed a thin sweater and loose yoga pants into a gym bag. As you left behind your apartment, the doubts about this endeavor had risen from the back of your mind. What if this person was creepy and weird, some pervert who worked there to touch people without their consent? So on the way to the cuddling company, you almost turned back several times, and the only reason you did not was that you did not want to be the second person to cancel this same appointment. 

The lady at the counter was the same person you had talked to on the phone and she lead you to the most comfortable room you had ever been in; candles, quiet music, and a bed - for lack of a better word - filled with pillows and blankets. 

"You can change in here and your cuddler will be here soon."

"Thanks."

She left you alone and you changed into your comfortable clothes. The bed was more like a combination of a sofa and a bed; it had cushioned sides and a back like a couch but a big area where you could lie down with three of four people if needed. You sat down on it and wrapped yourself in the most fluffy-looking blanket. This was already relaxing and you almost wanted to be alone. With your clothes and the blanket, it would be pretty warm but that was probably the reason why the air in the room was cool. 

A knock on the door let you perk up and it was followed by a voice.

"Can I come in?"

"Yes!"

You were not sure what you had expected but the man who entered was certainly not it. If it was not for the pink fluffy sweater he was wearing you would have guessed he was on the way to defend his boxing title. Even this loose sweater could not conceal his barrel chest and huge arms. If you had met him on the streets he would have been pretty intimidating; the only thing that could have made it worse was about 10 cm of height. 

"Hi, I’m Changbin, your cuddler for today," he said with a cheerful smile. You moved to stand up but Changbin waved you off.

"Stay there, you look comfy already. What’s your name?"

You introduced yourself too and Changbin came to the bed to sit beside you at a respectful distance. 

"Nice to meet you. Is this your first time here?"

"Yes."

"Okay. Then we will start with some basic things. I will tell you when something is not okay and you can do the same. If you are uncomfortable say so. it’s okay. I won’t be mad or anything."

You nodded and Changbin continued:

"Good. You can touch me anywhere above the waist, but be careful with my ears."

You had not noticed the fuzzy brown ears pocking out of his hair until Changbin had drawn your attention to them.

"Oh. You are-?"

"Yes."

Hybrids existed but you had rarely seen one let alone talked to one. Because they are more resistant to many harmful substances and most were stronger than humans, hybrids often worked in dangerous environments like mines and power plants. 

"Here. Give me your hand."

You freed your hand from under the blanket that did not want to let you go. He took your index finger and guided it to his ear. The fur on the ears was soft but bendy like a soft dog’s fur but not as soft as cat’s fur; it was somewhere in between. Changbin let go of your hand and you gently took the ear between your index finger and thumb, fascinated by the foreign texture. Your fingers slid down the side of his ear and to your surprise his hair was soft, pretty much as a regular human's hair would feel. Absentmindedly you combed the hair around his ear mesmerized by the transition between fur and hair. 

Changbin’s chuckle broke the spell and you looked into his amused face. His eyes sparkled with delight as your face burned from embarrassment and you pulled your hand back. 

"Sorry."

"It’s okay," he said and smiled which made it worse if you were honest. "You can play with them but don’t press too hard."

"Got it. So," you began desperately wanting to change the subject away from your fascination with his ears. "how do we do this now?"

"It’s different for each person but I like to start by just lying down and you can rest your head on my arm and we will see from there. You can talk about anything you like."

Yes, those arms looked like they were good pillows. 

"Is it okay if I take my sweater off? It will be super warm under there."

"ehm…"

"Don’t worry I’m wearing a t-shirt."

He smiled and waited for your answer while your head was swimming with the thought of how he looked shirtless. 

"Sure. That’s okay," you said, and how wrong you were. Changbin must be one of the most muscular people you had ever seen in real life. Sure you had seen actors or athletes on tv but you had never been in a room with any of those people. But here was Changbin; artists and medicine students could come and study all the muscles in their full glory as the tight shirt left hardly anything to the imagination. He still reminded you of a boxer in the sense that he did not look like his body was just for show, but rather balanced in a way to fit a specific need. You had already noticed his arms before but now that the planes and curves were not obscured by the sweater they looked even bigger. You were so distracted that, afterward, you could not even remember which color the t-shirt was. 

Changbin pulled back the blanket and slipped under it, to lay next to you. After a bit of repositioning, he extend his arm over the pillows and your eyes followed the movement from his shoulder to his hand. As he had suggested before you rested your head on his outstretched arm, your cheek touching the hot, silky smooth inside of his upper arm. You pressed your hands to your chest trying not to touch him with else than your ear and cheek. It was surreal to lay in bed in an unfamiliar room with a - hot - stranger that you paid to be there with you. You lay there frozen, your face barely resting on Changbin’s arm, afraid that your head would be too heavy on him. If he thought this was weird, he did not say anything but just scanned your face and his ear twitched. There had not been any noise that you could hear but maybe he could hear better than you or maybe those years of listening to loud music had affected you after all. 

A comfortable silence settled between you and without making a conscious decision you released the tension from your neck and rested on his arm. Changbin just radiated a calm comfort that came in handy for someone in his line of work. It was the opposite of going to get a haircut, the hairstylists always wanted to talk, and Changbin just wanted to be there with you whether you talked or not, it did not matter. As you calmed down and relaxed you noticed something. Changbin smelled amazing but you could not quite say what. There was a hint of cologne but more than that there was something sweet and fresh like spring flowers. You wanted to bury your face in whatever the source of it was and inhale deeply. 

Changbin let you adjust to his presence but after some time - you could not tell how long you had been there nor was there a clock that you could see - he spoke in a soft voice. 

"What do you do when you are not here?" 

"I work at a company … it’s just a boring office job."

"Hmm... I have never worked in an office. What is it like?"

Changbin made eye contact and seemed genuinely interested in what you had to say. 

"I do the usual stuff, I guess. I write emails, make phone calls and assure that my boss doesn’t go wandering off before his appointments… Can I?"

"Oh, sure."

Tentatively you reached out to touch his chest. One of your not-so-close-any-more-friends had always said "man tits" which at the time was pretty annoying but now it made perfect sense. Most men you personally knew were rather flat - not something you had ever thought- but Changbin’s pecs were more round and protruded from his form. You had the urge to squeeze his chest but that felt inappropriate so you opted for the middle of his chest. Changbin shifted and you pulled your hand back as if his chest was suddenly hot. 

“It’s okay.” He said. 

Changbin was lying on his side now, facing you, and he directed your hand back to his chest. The slow steady beat of his heart made him more real in this surreal moment. It grounded you in a way, he was here with you, alive and warm and gorgeous. 

“Can you hold me?”

It was a dangerous question at least that how it felt to you when the words left your mouth. Changbin slung his arms around you and you wrapped your arms around him too. This mountain of muscles had a bit of padding which only made the sensation better. Where he flexed the muscles became hard as rock and you were sure you could break your teeth if you tried to bite into his bicep. 

For a short time, you just lay there in his arms, inhaling his flowery scent and reveling in the sensation of being held. It was warm but not just on a physical level but also on an emotional level, the warmth melted away the worries of everyday life, silencing the nagging voice that was always talking about productivity. 

After he had asked about you, it only seemed polite to ask him something too so you said: 

“What do you like to do when you don’t cuddle people?”

“I like listening to music and watching movies.”

"Who doesn’t? I didn’t have a lot of time lately to watch things. My list of movies that I want to watch is so long. Which movie did you like recently?"

You talked a bit about movies and it seemed he liked some of the same ones but also really enjoyed horror movies.

"I’m a wimp for horror movies, I get scared too easily."

"Maybe you just need good company."

"Maybe."

A knock on the door made you jerk away from Changbin. It was dumb really, you had literally paid for Changbin to be there and it was not like the person on the other side of the door did not know that. 

"I’ll be right there," said Changbin to the door, and a quiet "okay" followed from the outside. 

"What is it?"

"Time is almost up."

"Oh."

Right, I’m just the 10 o’clock appointment. His arms tightened around you and you could don’t help but smile into his neck. You did not want to let go but when you eventually had to, your heart dropped a bit. 

"You can change if you want and please check out at the desk."

"Yes, sure."

Changbin smiled and picked up his fluff sweater. 

"Thank you, Changbin."

"It was a pleasure to meet you. Maybe we will see each other again."

With that, he left. 

You went home feeling as if you were walking on clouds, so light and without worry about anything. Whoever had put the flyer on your desk needed your thanks, it had helped to get you into a better mind space and when you got home you took some time to think about how you could improve your mental health. The next time Minho asked you to go out with him and his partner you would say yes and the three of you had a good time at the restaurant. You paid more attention to your thoughts and tried to be more kind to yourself on days when you could not get things done. In the weeks that followed you sometimes thought about the hot Hybrid from the cuddle company and on one of those days, you decided to call again. You did not remember the voice of the receptionist but it could be the same person. She offered you an appointment on Tuesday evening with you took. You would have to leave work early but it would be okay, working a bit less had been one of the things you wanted to do to reduce your stress and improve your mental health. 

The lobby looked the same as the first time you had been there and the room you were led to was the one you had been in last time as well. One of the pictures on the wall was different tho. You did not remember what it had been before but now it was a snow-covered mountainscape again a clear blue sky with clouds trying to run up the flanks. 

"Hi, you are back."

You had been wondering if your memory of Changbin had been accurate after all you had not been in a good state of mind when you had first met him and it was possible that he was not as hot as you remembered. But he was. 

Changbin had cut his hair and it made his furry ears stand out more; there just was something very attractive about a good undercut. Other than his hair he was unchanged, not very tall but certainly making up for that by being buff. You closed the distance and hug him to find his flowery smell was also as good as you remembered. He hugged you back. In his zip-up hoodie and loose pants you did not get as much warmth but being in his arms was familiar and comfortable. 

"You wanna lie down?"

His words tickled your ear and you nodded into the crook of his neck. 

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"How have you been?"

Your head rested on Changbin’s chest and your hand drew patterns on the dark t-shirt that covered his belly. If you were honest this felt too much like lying in bed with a boyfriend and you had to remind yourself that Changbin was not your romantic partner. 

"Actually, really well," you said. "Work has been less stressful and I went out with friends. I had forgotten how nice it could be to spend time with other people."

"I’m happy that you are feeling better."

It could have sounded like a platitude but Changbin seemed genuinely interested in your boring life and it soothed your soul knowing that someone cared; even if it was only the guy you paid to hold you in his arms. But what nice arms they were. 

"But I agree, just spending time with friends is important. Humans are social creatures after all."

"You must get a lot of interaction."

He chuckled. 

"Yes, I like to have time to myself after work. As much as I like my job it can be a bit exhausting."

You did not have a reply for that so you snuggled into him a bit more but what you wanted was something different. It was nice to use his chest as a pillow but you wanted to get a tight hug. 

"Can you lie on your side and we hug? That was really nice last time."

"Sure."

That’s more like it. You only had one arm around him because Changbin did not want to lie on your other arm, it would probably go numb quickly with his weight on it but you still pouted into his shoulder. He had wrapped both arms around you, pressing your body to his upper body but his hips chastely pulled back so you would not touch. You ran your hands over the vast expanse of his back, trying not to think about pressing all of your body against his because it would not help the situation between your legs. The first time you had seen him it had not been your moody state that had made him attractive to you because now that you felt much better he was just as alluring. Your hand wandered up to his shoulder and your mouth watered at the muscles hardening under your finger as Changbin tightened his grip around you slightly. You sincerely worried that you would soak through your pants and that would be mortifying. Okay, distract yourself. Ask something! 

"I hope you don’t mind me asking but how did you end up here?"

"It’s not a typical job for a hybrid, is it?" 

"Not really."

"No," he confirmed. 

"I worked in a mine for a few years but it closed down - not profitable enough I guess."

"What did you mine?"

"Uranium ore but don’t worry I’m not radioactive anymore."

"What?"

You pulled back to look into his eyes and his arms immediately loosed to let you move. Changbin smirked but continued in a matter-of-fact kind of tone.

"The concentration of uranium is relatively low in the ore but we still had to wear some protective helmets, so we didn’t breathe the dust in but the radiation can enter other ways. I couldn’t start working until levels were around normal."

You settled back into your previous position of burying your face in the crook of his neck while he continued in a softer voice. 

"It took about a year and I had to take some medication to speed the process up. After that, I came to the city to find another job. Not a lot of places hire Hybrid so it took some time to find my way here. A bunch of people wanted me as their personal hybrid but I turned that down."

"Did anyone here ever want … your personal skills?"

You should not have said that but the words had just tumbled out of your mouth and you tried to paddle back:

"Actually, you don’t -"

"It’s okay and no, not really, but some people walked out on me."

"Really? Why? You seem very nice."

He chuckled near your ear. 

"I am but some people still think hybrids will give them cooties."

And yet they gladly fuck them at brothels, you thought. Some people still lived in the past where hybrids were either slaves or fuck toys and sometimes both at the same time, totally oblivious to the fact that they had almost all the rights that humans had. Some things like marrying or adopting children were still not granted but Hybrid rights groups were working on that too. It was not like you would mind taking this hybrid home but you could hardly say that while he was on the job and you were his client. 

"People are dumb."

Changbin hummed in response and you melted into his arms again. You listened to his heart beating in his chest and both of you fell into a comfortable silence. There was nothing important enough to be said; nothing more important than lying in Changbin’s bulky arms and breathing in his scent. 

A soft knock on the door pulled you out of your mediation. You could not tell how much time had passed. 5 mins? 30 mins? 3 hours? Who knew?

"Got it," Changbin said to the door. 

"Time is up?"

"Almost."

Your stomach dropped at the thought of having to leave but Changbin had other things to do, other people to cuddle. Maybe you could have been jealous that other people would get to be this close to him, to get to simply be in his presence but in reality, you hoped that other people got a bit of joy from hugging Changbin. Most people deserved to experience this level of coziness. Changbin’s arms tightened around you and you could don’t help but smile into his neck. Eventually, you had to let go and Changbin got out of the bed. 

"You can change if you want and please check out at the desk."

"Yes, I will."

Changbin smiled and picked up his hoodie. 

"Thank you for today, Changbin."

He gave you a last smile before he turned his back to you. At the door, he rested his hand on the handle but did not open it. 

"You know, we also do home visits. So if you need another session you can ask for that too. You know, some people are more comfortable in their own homes. See you around."

With that, he was gone. 

You tried not to think about having another appointment with the hot cuddler but you had felt so good afterward that it was impossible for you to not cave. On Thursday morning of the following week, you called the cuddle center again and greeted the woman on the other end. 

"What can I do for you?"

"I wanted to book a session with Changbin."

"Changbin? Yeah, sure. When do you have time?"

"I have to work all week, so in the evening would be great."

"Okay. I have a spot on Monday at 5 pm. Is that okay for you?"

"Sure. but ehm…"

"Yes?"

"I would like to book a session at my home."

"At your home?"

"Yes, he said it was possible to book a home session."

For a second the only noise that came out of the speaker was the static rustle of the connection.

"Yes of course. I’m sorry I was distracted for a moment, of course, you can book that. I will just ask him when he is free for that. Just a moment."

Something muffled the speaker and a moment later the woman was back. 

"Is tomorrow at 6 pm okay for you?"

"Yes."

"Awesome. I will need your address."

You gave your address as your heart hammered in your chest at the thought of spending time with Changbin again. 

"Okay, then Changbin will be there tomorrow at 6 pm. Have fun."

"Thanks."

"Bye!"

"Bye."

You did not have a lot of time to clean but you did your best and focused on the rooms he was most likely to see: the bedroom, the bathroom, and your small living room. It seemed logical that you would go to your bedroom but it may be too awkward for him to lay with you in your bed. Friday passed somehow without you knowing what you even did that day and you left a bit earlier than usual to shower before Changbin got to your place. It was good planning on your part because Changbin arrived on time. 

You were worried that the vibe would be off when the two of you met outside of the neutral environment of the company. When the doorbell rang and you opened the door to your apartment, you jerked up and ran to the door. Changbin still looked like he did in your not-so-dry dreams; Broad shoulders, thick arms, and like someone you did not want to mess with. 

"Hi."

"Hey. Can I come in?"

"Yes, please."

You stepped aside and Changbin entered your apartment. He took off his shoes and slipped out of the black jacket he wore over his sweater. 

"Where can I put this?"

"There."

One of the hangers next to the door was free and Changbin hung his jacket there before taking off the bucket hat that hid his ears he stuck to his sports bag. He saw you looking at the bag and said:

"Brought some comfortable clothes."

"Of course. That makes sense."

"Where do you want me?"

"In my bedroom, if that’s okay with you."

Under any other circumstances that would have been an invitation to fuck your brains out but you said it as innocently as possible. He was here to work and not for other things. Changbin bit back a smirk and nodded.

"Bathroom is over there and the bedroom is there. Take your time, I’ll wait for you."

"Okay."

When you entered the bedroom your gut crawled in anticipation, but you did not know what you were excited for. You sat on the bed and waited for Changbin to return. You had tidied up and cleaned in here, changed the sheets, and finally installed the fairy lights that had been lying in your drawer for ages. Your bedroom looked nicer than ever if you may say so yourself.

When Changbin returned from the bathroom he set his bag down near the door and walked over to you. You hated how he looked. Before you met him you had always thought that you did not care how thick or thin a guy was but Changbin proved you otherwise. The curves of his arms and chest were turning you on so hard, that you wondered if this had been a bad idea. Nevertheless Changbin, in his black t-shirt and thin, loose sweatpants, was here and you could not just send him away again. He sat down on your bed next to you. 

"How do you want me?"

Your horny mind added a sultry tone to what he said but you tried your best to speak neutrally. 

"Maybe you can lie down and I put my head on your chest?"

"Sure."

He lay down on the blanket next to you and you scutched closer. It was odd touching him again, having his smell in your nose again; both were familiar and immediately made you feel comfortable. Slowly as not to startle him, you reached out and ran a finger on one of his fuzzy ears; the touch was light and the ear reflexively moved out from under your finger. It was cute and you smiled at the tiny motion. 

"That tickles."

Changbin brushed over his ear but smiled at your amused face. 

"But it’s fun."

"Is it?"

"Yes," you chucked at Changbin’s playful pout.

"It’s cute."

You had said that out loud when you did not mean to and Changbin used it to tease you a bit.

"Oh, I’m cute?"

"Yes, you are."

"Damn right I am."

You could not help but laugh at the cuteness of his statement and Changbin beamed at you, delighted with your response. 

"Come here, cutie, I wanna hug you."

You opened your arms for Changbin who gladly accepted your invitation and rolled into your arms with his back to you. His weight was was a bit much for your arm so you threaded your right arm through the space between his neck and mattress. Your other hand had to go somewhere too but all options seemed risky; you could rest it on his side - not completely spooning him but maybe a bit awkward - or you could opt for his stomach but that could look like you were trying to feel him up, his chest was also not the best option for the same reason. Changbin noticed you hesitating and said:

"Do you not like being the big spoon?"

"No! I mean, I like both."

"Then come."

He grabbed your hand and pulled you in. His hand pressed your palm flat to his chest which automatically brought you into a position where your front was pressed against his hard back and you did not dare to breathe, afraid your shaking breath would expose your thoughts. Why did you do this to yourself? Was bringing this hot guy that you had no chance with to your apartment the best idea? When he left would you sniff on his pillow like a creep? You tried to shake the thoughts and concentrate on the moment; you have a round of self-doubt later. 

For one thing, you had to give yourself credit though, in that position, it would have been easy to press up against his ass - which now that you thought about it, you had not paid much attention to - but you had kept a chaste distance. Maybe there is some hope for me after all.

Changbin interlaced his fingers with yours on his chest. The huff that he released almost sounded like a moan making your heart drop between your legs and the little hairs on your arms stand on edge. How would it be if he moaned in earnest? You did not dare to think about how he would sound and of course, that meant it was all that you could think about. Would he be loud and unrestrained, not caring if the neighbors heard? Or low and carefully controlled so his quiet groans could only be heard by you? Both options and more played in your head, and you hated your brain at that moment. Wasn’t it enough that you were wet already? No, you had to soak through your underwear this time. Concentrate on something else! Before you could think of something else to distract yourself, Changbin spoke. 

"Can I tell you something?"

You just hummed as your hand drew random patterns on his chest. 

“I know, you’re turned on.”

You froze. He had said that just when you rubbed your legs together and it had plunged you into cold water. 

“Ehm, no, I’m not,” you stuttered. 

“It’s okay if you don’t want to do anything. We can just continue to cuddle it’s okay.”

You thought you were going to implode. Your face was on fire and you were glad that he could not see you. He was still holding your hand to his chest and you could feel your palm getting sweaty as if the embarrassment was leaking from you. 

"How do you know?"

"I have a good nose."

"Right. I’m sorry."

"For what?"

"For making you uncomfortable."

"I’m not uncomfortable."

"You are not?"

"No." 

Changbin turned so he could see your face and said:

"I didn’t bring it up to make you uncomfortable either" - He lightly squeezed your hand - "It’s okay if you want me to ignore it, but if you want to do something about it, I’m up for it."

Hearing him say that he was up for getting you off was the last thing you expected to hear today and your knee-jerk reaction was to laugh it off because you were embarrassed about being this transparent. You should have known better than to let yourself go like this around someone who could literally smell how horny you were. The question that remained was would you take him up on his offer or not. So far Changbin had not given you any indication that he was not trustworthy and even now he did not pressure you into fucking him. That should sound like the bare minimum but you had certainly witnessed other behavior before and this felt like a fresh breath of air. 

“What if I say yes? What do you suggest we do?”

“We are comfortable like this so maybe cockwarming?” he said as if he had told you that could also be the little spoon if you wanted to. The thought of laying in his arms, warm and relaxed but also filling your dripping hole was heavenly; straight out of your waking dreams. 

“I want that,” you whispered. That was one of the embarrassing moments in your life so far. The hot guy you were simping over knew that you had the hots for him and now you admitted it out loud too. He must think you are a needy hoe. If he did think that, Changbin did not say anything about it, he just nodded and gave you a smile that warmed you from the inside out. 

“Okay, just a moment.”

Changbin jumped out of bed and walked over to his bag. You stared as he bend down to roam in the side pocket, giving you a good look at his round ass which claimed higher on your “need to touch” list. 

Changbin came back with a handful of plastic-wrapped condoms which he dumped on your nightstand. 

“Are you planning on using all of them?”

You attempted a joke but it came out more hopeful than humorous. 

“Better too many than not enough.”

“I have condoms too.”

“I’m sure you do,” he said and pressed a sweet kiss to your cheek before whispering in your ear. “But they probably don’t fit me.”

While you processed that bombshell he got back into position, both of you laying on your side and facing each other, however now he came close, his hips almost touching yours. His hand rang down from your hip over your thigh to your knee. He lifted it up and over his hips so he was effectively between your legs. 

“Would like this be okay?”

You nodded. Even though you were both fully clothed it was one of the hottest moments you had had in some time. He kneaded your ass and you got bold. Your hand slid down his chest until you reached the hem of his pants. You looked into his eyes looking for a sign to stop but he just bit his lip and waited. His pants wear made from a thin light material so when your fingers swept over the general area of his crotch the heat coming from him told you where you had to direct your hand. At first, his outline was not so easy to trace but it did not take long until he got harder. Changbin sighed and grabbed your ass firmer as you stroked him through his pants trying to gauge if he had said the truth about the condoms not fitting him. It would be easier to tell when you saw him but he did feel pretty thick. 

His hand left your cheek to stop your stroking, gently touching your hand.

"I’m good now."

When you look down you could see that he was ready as the pants did not do much to hide his arousal. Maybe it was a bit silly but you blushed. It was not your first time but it was the first time with him and you felt a bit unsure, still testing the waters. Changbin pulled back and lay on his back before lifting his hips and pushing the pants down. The garment landed on the floor of your tidy room but you could not care less. This was supposed to be a wholesome cuddling session and not in your wildest dreams you would have thought it would lead to you drooling over a dick. It was not super long but with very nice girth and you wanted to suck it. The neatly trimmed hair at the base gave you the impression of good personal hygiene and nothing was more attractive than that. Changbin did not see the hunger in your eyes instead he reached for the nightstand and got one of the foil-wrapped condoms. 

“Can I,” you asked. Any excuse to touch him was welcome and Changbin handed you the package. With a bit of amusement twinkling in his eyes, he watched as you fumbled your way into opening the fool packaging. Curse your sweaty fingers! 

You had stroked him through the pants but feeling the velvety skin slide under your fingers was so much better. Warm and hard, he felt heavy in your hand. On the underside ran a more prominent vein up towards the tip before disappearing under it. You held the tip in hand and leaned forward, kissing the underside and tracing the vein with your tongue. After a sharp intake of air, Changbin let out a sigh that was almost a moan and it shook you to your core. It started low and quiet, ending in a higher more desperate tone; that one you wanted to hear again but louder and even more desperate.

As your tongue reached the tip he whimpered and breathlessly whispered: "Don’t."

"Why not? Are you gonna cum early?"

"Don’t. Please."

He met your flirty question with a sad plea. You had never met anyone who you wanted to blow more but who also did not want just that. Maybe when there was time later you would ask for the reason but now you could only respect his boundaries and put the condom on him. 

"Okay, sorry."

Nevertheless, he enjoyed it when you stoked him and rolled the thin latex from the tip down. Changbin watched with interest as you fumbled with the hem of your pants and wondered if you should take them off now too.

"I gotta warn you, I’m not wearing pretty underwear."

Changbin smirked. 

"That’s okay, you will not wear them for long."

You laughed and his smirk turned into a genuine smile. You were glad that the person who you would have a one-night stand with was Changbin. He just had a comfortable presence, even now that he was lying half-naked in your bed, standing at the ready you wanted to wrap your arms around him and cuddle. That did not mean that you did not also want him fuck the light daylights out of you but rather it seemed possible that both of these views could exist at the same time. You were sure that Changbin could break you in half if he wanted to but the only thing he wanted was for you to cuddle with him and warm his pretty cock. You would not let him wait for too long and pushed down your pants and underwear in one go and threw them on the ground. Without the pants, your wetness was exposed to the cool air of the bedroom and Changbin hummed. 

"What?"

"You smell so good."

It was hard not to feel embarrassed that he could smell you but the rational side of you argued that hybrids in general had a better sense of smell so he must be used to all the different scents around him. You pushed the embarrassment aside for now and fell into his arms, literally; Changbin held you in a crushing embrace as if you had not hugged in years while you nuzzled into his chest. 

"How should we do this?" you asked.

"On the side, facing each other?"

"Sounds Good."

You rolled off his chest and swung your leg over his hips. Since the first time you had been in a room with Changbin, you had wanted him inside you and soon that would happen. You were worried by the size of him so maybe it was a good thing that Changbin took his sweet time. 

He grabbed his length and dragged the tip over your sensitive clit, each back and forth made you shiver. It was just not enough stimulation and you needed more. Then he took the tip on a journey around your entrance, spreading the wetness and making you want to grab his ass and make him push in already. 

"How long are you going to do this before you go in already? Are you waiting for me to beg?"

"No, but it’s easier when you really want it."

You groaned. To add to your frustration, he even stopped running his tip over your clit. Just when you opened your mouth to protest, his cool, dry fingers made contact with your overheated skin and he went straight to business. A few circles over your clit, made you bite back a moan then he slid two fingers inside you. It was the best feeling in the world to finally have something enter you after yearning for it for ages. The pads of his fingers pressed into the ball of nerves hidden behind your walls and your hands grabbed the fabric of his shirt tight. 

“Stop teasing me.”

You caught his eyes and tried to sound as confident as possible; not like he could reduce you to a bubbling mess at any second. 

“I would never tease you.”

That sounded like a lie but after two more strokes of his fingers, he replaced them with his tip rubbing the outside around your entrance which was enough to shut you up for a moment. 

When he pushed in, it stretched you so much, that you thought he may not fit. In this position, he could not enter very deep and with your muscles clamping down on him you could push him out again easily. So he had to hold himself in place with his hand which was not the situation for a relaxing cockwarming session. 

"I would love to stay like this but I think you're gonna slip out."

"Yeah, you’re right."

As soon as his hand no longer braced it, he slipped right out of you which was both a relief and a loss. 

"Can you maybe … lie on top of me?"

"I don’t know, I’m pretty heavy."

"Do you know weighted blankets?” -Changbin laughed- “I’d just love to feel your weight on me."

This evening was just full of embarrassing things or maybe it was just your mind saying that. However, that may be Changbin nodded and said "Okay" in a soft tone.

You rolled onto your back and waited for him to follow. Lying down and spreading your legs sounded and felt awkward even though you had done it before but your wet center was not exposed to the cool air for too long. Changbin kneeled between your legs, lined himself up, and slowly pushed in. He did not stop until he was all the way in, watching your face to check your reaction. It was a bit uncomfortable as he pushed in, the stretch was more than you had in a long and you wondered if more foreplay would have helped with that, alas you were passed that now and it was not too bad. His hips met yours and you relaxed; now that he was not moving any more the size of him seemed more manageable. Changbin leaned forward and brought his arms down left and right of your upper body so his weight was not on you. 

“Is it okay?” He asked.

“A bit uncomfortable but it will be okay.”

“Say if you want to stop, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I think it will be okay, just need a bit of time.”

Changbin looked concerned and his ears twitched; it was heartwarming to see that he cared about your comfort and you could not help but ask: "Can I kiss you?" 

Was that not a silly question considering he was currently on top of you and balls deep buried inside you but still you had not kissed before nor had you talked about it. He nodded and leaned in slowly. 

Your lips brushed over his, just a light touch but the hairs on your body rose. The first kiss with someone new was exhilarating, foreign, and familiar at the same time. Familiar because you had kissed others before but Foreign because it was a new pair of lips that pressed against you and there was much to explore. Changbin let you take the lead, neither pushing for more nor pulling back. He was content to let you push your tongue past his lips and explode his hot mouth. 

You pulled back leaving Changbin breathless and wrapped your arms around his body. His pupils were blown wide and for a moment you fully expect him to just pound you into the mattress but his hips stayed still and he rested his head on your shoulder. 

It was easy to get lost in the sensation of lying under him, warm and heavy on you. Whatever happened nothing could touch you while you were there between his arms and shielded by his body. 

Your hands drew on Changbin’s back as you lay together and you lost track of time between you sharing sweet kisses and you simply hugging each other. From time to time, one of you moved your hips just to maintain a bit of stimulation; You would wiggle your hips as much as it was possible against his weight and sometimes he would give you a few slow thrusts in return. You had no idea how much time passed between you kissing and reveling in the rare movement of your hips. Your arms were wrapped around his torso and he kissed your cheek before whispering into your ear.

"I have to stop soon."

"Oh? Why?"

"If you have an erection for too long it gets … uncomfortable."

"Oh."

"Do you want me … to move?"

You had become so comfortable just feeling him on top and inside you, the thought of him thrusting into you needed a moment to sink in. The few times he had moved, it had been slow and fluid but what if he used those big thighs and round butt for real? It was something you now had to experience. 

"Yes."

Your raspy tone surprised even you and Changbin swallowed audibly before he pulled out and thrust back in. The rhythm was slow so you could get used to the new situation after not moving and relaxing for so long. It did not take long until it got frustrating with how little stimulation, how little friction it offered you. You dug your heels into his delightfully round butt and he followed your lead; his hips pressing against your swollen, neglected clit with every thrust. Your whole body tingled and the heat rose; making you sweat from one moment to the next. 

When you looked at Changbin you saw the fond smile on his face and you forgot about moving his hips. 

"What is it?"

"I like when you do that."

"Do what?"

"Taking what you need."

That strung a cord with you. He liked it when you used his body to get off? That was one of the sexiest things anyone had ever said to you and after having mostly seen the selfish side of partners in your bed this was indeed something else. What would he say when you rode him next time? 

Changbin sat back on his heels and grabbed the hem of his shirt. You stared at his beautiful body as he threw the shirt on the floor. When Changbin noticed your eyes on him, he froze.

"It was warm." He said as if that needed explanation. "If you're uncomfortable I can put it back on."

"No! I mean, it’s okay."

Your face burned. Why had you stumbled over your words now that this very hot guy had taken off his shirt that had not hidden a lot anyways? Pretty easy to say: You had not thought he could get any hotter but you had been wrong. Imagining how he looked with his shirt off and actually having it in front of you were two different things. The chest just drew your attention to it which was saying a lot because arms were now on full display too in all their thick glory. Casually as if it was a normal thing to do, Changbin combed his hair with both hands. He totally did not do it to flex his arms for you and no noise spilled from your throat when you saw it.

"Changbin."

He had the audacity to smile but was himself up with your needy hole again. You held onto his arms as his hips move against you with your legs guiding his thrusts into a faster pace. The feeling of his hard muscles under your palms and the perfect rhythm of his hips let the tension rise from your gut into your whole body but you needed more; you needed him to go faster than your legs could move his hips. You were so close, only a bit more. It was impossible to string a single thought let alone a sentence together but somehow he knew what to do. 

Changbin’s hands held you by your shoulders and his hips snapped against you. It felt like every single muscle in your body tensed at the same time and a moan got caught in your throat when you were released. 

You were boneless; floating on the tail end of your high just enjoying the last few sloppy thrusts that Changbin gave you before shuddering to a halt. 

Changbin’s head rested on your shoulder as he caught his breath and you brushes over his sweaty back. 

"Puh, I know this was not part of the service but wow."

Changbin laughed, lifted himself off you, and rolled over. 

"I’m glad you liked it. It’s usually not something I offer."

"I guess I’m lucky then."

"No. I like spending time with you."

It should not have been as surprising but you still felt like he had hit you between the eyes. 

"You do?"

"Yes," he said and you could swear he had a light blush on his face.

"I’m just gonna…" He gestured to the bathroom.

"Yes, of cause."

When he came back, Changbin was stark naked and you respectfully looked away as he sat down on the bed next to you.

"Changbin? Would you like to go on a date with me?"

"I would love to."

###

On Monday Minho peeked into your office. 

“You look different. What happened?”

“Nothing happened,” you said a bit too fast. 

“You are a terrible liar.”

“I’m not. Really, nothing happened.”

“Bull shit. You are glowing on a Monday morning, something is up.”

You signed while Minho stared at you. 

“Okay fine. Something happened.”

It was fun seeing Minho dangle in the pause that followed the sentence. You should not tease him too much though so you had mercy with him.

“I met someone.”

“And you banged?”

“Minho.”

“What? It’s true, isn’t it? And it was good given how you float 5 cm over your seat.”

“…”

“Come on spill the tea. How did you meet? How are they? Are you dating or was it just a fling??”

You did not get much work done that morning.

A/N 2: I totally pulled the part about the mine out of my ass lol

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all i see is gold - pjs (m)

banner by the amazing @sunoope​ <33

pairing ↬ rich!jay x fem!reader + fratboy!heeseung

synopsis ↬ Jay would do anything to make his parents proud. Prove himself as the successor to his dad’s firm, be top of his class, have the right friends, be the perfect son. So when his parents meet you at a fundraiser they’ve organized and think the two of you are dating, he has to get you on board with his stupid plan. Too bad you just happen to be his most annoying rival.

genre ↬ college au, rivals 2 lovers, fake dating - angst, fluff & smut - MINORS DNI (here is a sfw version if you’d rather read that)

warnings ↬ SMUT (virgin!jay & virgin!reader, oral fem receiving, dom-ish jay & dirty-ish talk, fluffy ass morning after), language, food, heeseung is an asshole, rich ppl slander

word count ↬ 23,493

a/n ↬ helloooo!!! im so excited to share this hehe, hope u guys like it! pls keep in mind that this is my first time writing smut so i did my best and am now just praying for the best lmao. also i usually have a perm taglist but bc this has mature content i wasnt about to tag minors in it lmao &&& if anybody comes for me saying this is exactly like my hoon fic bc its e2l ish and has fake dating u’ll be blocked /j as always, likes & comments but especially reblogs & feedback are highly appreciated!!!! one of my fav parts of writing on here is knowing whether ppl like what i put out or not so its really important to me <333 enjoy !!!!

« Actually, I think what you just said is complete bull. »

Jay rolled his eyes for the thousandth time in an hour and a few sniggers were heard around the room.

Your tutor sighed and said in an exhausted tone, « Y/N, keep it polite, please. This is still a classroom setting. »

« Right, sorry. » You cleared your throat and sat up straighter. « I completely disagree with your statement, Jongseong. Just because a movie has young teenage girls as its target audience doesn’t mean it is completely insipid and has no value. If you look at Mean Girls, for example-»

Jay scoffed. « Oh please, you’re not actually going to use Mean Gir-»

« Ah, would you look at the time? Class is over, » your tutor interrupted. « You can all go home and ponder the riveting discussion Jay and Y/N led today. »

You were pretty sure you heard a general sigh of relief from your classmates. To be fair, you couldn’t really blame them: it was only the first tutorial of the semester for that course and Jay and you were already at each other’s throats, having something to say about every little thing the other proposed.

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— play with me (m)

↬ pairing: gamer!yeonjun x f!reader

↬ genre: gamer!au, pwp, fluff, smut, angst, established relationship.

↬ type: one-shot

↬ summary: you just want your ‘gamer’ boyfriend to play with you instead of the stupid game he’s been playing for hours.

↬ rating: 18+

↬ word count: 5.5K

↬ warnings: profanity, explicit sexual content: dom/sub undertones, ddlg themes (daddy kink), size kink (reader is mentioned as ‘tiny’ and ‘little’ by yeonjun), pet names, manhandling, dirty talk, breast play, oral sex (f!receiving), overstimulation, fingering, subspace, unprotected sex, squirting, creampie — this work is fictional and it doesn’t represent yeonjun in any way!

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↬ a/n: welcome to pt. 3673 of me being self-indulgent 🤷🏽‍♀️! this was really fun to write (for obvious reasons) *cough* 🤭 err— anyways, i hope everyone enjoys reading this <333! i know nothing about gaming tho, if there are any mistakes pls tell me

Time seems to be running really fucking slow today. Or maybe it’s just you feeling bored and lonely.

With a soft sigh, you unlock your phone again. Tiktok has to help you feel better somehow. And it really does, for a few minutes, until you get annoyed for an unknown reason. Letting the device slide down from your hands onto the bed, you follow suit. The moment your head hits the soft pillows, you turn over and groan.

What can you possibly do to pass time? Why is this so hard?

On any other day, the answer would’ve been Yeonjun, your beloved boyfriend. You would’ve run up to him with a whine and all your problems would immediately be solved. Yeah, his warm embrace and kisses are the easiest solution for your everyday struggles. Not to mention how effective it is, too.

Purely tragic that it’s “gaming with my best buddies all day long” for him today, and he has forbidden you to visit him in his game room unless he calls you or it’s an emergency.

You look at the digital clock resting on the bedside table, the time reading nearly two pm. Gosh, it’s been four hours already?! How can a human possibly look at a screen for so long without getting tired? No idea. You barely know anything about gaming, but you do know that Yeonjun is really good at it. His friends call him “aimbot” — and apparently that equals to a pro.

You wonder what’s so important about today’s game. He loves gaming, so if you’re coming over, you often find him in his gaming room. Although, Junnie lets you sit on his lap and cuddle with him while he plays on most days. Which is so unlike the stories you’ve heard from other girls about their boyfriends. They complain that their boyfriends don’t pay attention to them at all. And you find yourself silently thanking your luck because Yeonjun is not like that. He probably loves you as much as he loves gaming.

Your boyfriend is, what people would say, ‘a gamer’, and apparently when he has time, he does twitch streams too (but you’ve never seen him doing it)! He loves gaming, and you try your best to be supportive about it. After all, he has always done the same for you, no matter what or how bad the situation is.

Today, though, you feel incredibly neglected. And you don’t like feeling this way. You had hoped to wake up to his kisses and maybe morning sex (not your fault that he hasn’t fucked you in a while). But instead, all you got was a kiss on your cheek and his strict voice telling you to not disturb him. You haven’t seen any traces of Yeonjun since. And yes, you feel hurt. Fourteen months of your relationship with him, and this is the first time that he’s been so distant. You wonder if this is how it’s gonna be from now on. Maybe he was just trying to build a good impression at first, and now that you’re completely consumed by the love you have for him, he’s finally doing what he has always wanted to do. Gaming alone in his room without you being there to interrupt him. Is that what you are to him? An interruption he doesn’t wanna put up with?

The sudden turn of your thoughts leave you anxious. In the past year, you’ve grown to be extremely attached to Yeonjun. Maybe dependent too… but that’s a whole nother conversation.

Damn this bullshit. A shower sounds really nice right now. And some lunch too!

You get out of the bed, stripping out of his baggy t-shirt that is clearly a bit too large for your smaller frame. Shimmying out of your white cotton panties, you head to the adjoining bathroom. Who knows? Maybe you can get up to some fun in the meantime.

The shower helps you feel relaxed and fresh for sure, but it also makes the emptiness in your heart grow. You could only think about the times Yeonjun had held you close while standing beneath the calming spray of water, taking care of your body and sometimes having his way with you. Even though you tried to let off some steam by playing with your sensitive parts, it didn’t help. Because it wasn’t him. He’s an attentive and passionate lover, there’s no doubt about that. And maybe that’s why you’re so obsessed.

After entering the bedroom, you brush your wet hair gently, deciding to let it air dry. While thinking about the possible lunch options, you start to yearn for your boyfriend more. Adding more to it, the mirror reflects your sorrowful face which makes you even sadder.

With a sigh, you apply moisturizer on your warm skin before putting on a sheer white shirt from his closet. It smells like him. A small smile tugs on your lips at that. Yeonjun really likes to see his clothes on you. “Aww, look at my babydoll, she looks so pretty and tiny in my clothes… makes me wanna ruin her so bad.” His words come back to you in a flash.

You rub your thighs together unconsciously, feeling flustered. That was a pleasant morning after your first night with him. He had showered you with affection, practically worshipping your body. Warmth floods your inside as you briefly remember your first time with him, too. Gosh, you were so shy… and somehow he actually enjoyed it. He enjoyed corrupting you.

The vivid memory of that night plays in front of your eyes.

“You’re doing so well for daddy, just like that,” Yeonjun watches you with fire in his eyes, his cock sliding in and out of your cunt at a steady pace. He hasn’t been able to fit his cock entirely inside you yet, but you’ve already come thrice now, crying a little from overstimulation. “You’re such a pretty little thing, what am I gonna do with you, hm? Daddy is so scared of hurting you, baby,” he mutters huskily.

“Da–daddy… I can take it.” you huff with a pout, clenching around him helplessly. A growl reverberates in his throat in response.

“Is that so? Do you really want me to go all the way in?” Yeonjun chuckles at your eagerness. You nod desperately, the urge to be a good girl for him being sky high.

With a groan, he gently pushes the last few inches of his cock to bury himself in your pussy entirely. You cry out, the burning pain increasing before it slowly dies down. Your boyfriend of five months shushes you, gently sucking on your neck in an attempt to soothe the pain he has caused. It feels too good to be true. You feel complete in a way you never thought you’d be.

Yeonjun increases his movements and brings both of your legs to rest on his shoulder. The new angle has you screaming his name, your tits bouncing with each of his hard thrusts.

“Daddy’s gonna have so much fun with you, my little angel.”

You physically shake yourself out of your own imagination, whining. The material of your baby blue panties have grown damp, sticking to your core. Fuck lunch, the only thing you want your mouth right now is Yeonjun’s dick. You’ve sucked him off while he’s gaming before, and it’s always a treat to see him struggling to keep it together.

Feet tapping lightly against the wooden flooring, you walk over to the wall size mirror. Your hair hasn’t dried completely yet, and the messy locks give you a naturally seductive look. Teeth dragging over your lower lip, you unbutton a few buttons of the white shirt to show off your legs and cleavage as you had previously decided to go braless. Yeonjun can’t possibly think straight if he sees you like this, right?

After doing a little twirl, you take a deep breath. This boldness you’re planning to show might have consequences… considering the fact that technically you’re disobeying him. Whatever, you’re gonna go to him anyway. Your pussy is aching with need and fuck, you being deprived of his attention for so long is not helping at all.

You walk outside of the bedroom, thoughtfully looking at the staircase that leads to his gaming room on the upper floor. Your stomach is in knots. What if he gets angry? You don’t like making him angry.

A shudder rocks your body. Think positive thoughts, your mind tells you. Maybe you can just go and take a peek inside? That won’t hurt anybody…

Even when you climb up the stairs confidently, your heart does backflips in your chest. The closer you get to his game room, the harder you struggle to keep yourself together. It’s okay, everything will be okay, you just need to open the door a little bit and peek inside.

With shaky hands, you turn the door handle, the door opening up a bit. Yeonjun is right there, his eyes jumping from one screen to another, controlling his character masterfully. You cringe when you hear a scream coming from the other side of his headset.

“WHAT IS BEOMGYU DOING? BITCH TAKE COVER!!”

Yeonjun has his eyebrows furrowed, a groan escaping him. “Soobin, tone it down, will you? I’m not here to lose my eardrums.”

“Sorry but I’m allergic to dumbness.” The person in question replies.

As the sound of shooting begins again, you start losing hope. He’s way too immersed in the game to actually notice you…

“What is the emergency?” Your boyfriend’s heavy voice snaps you back to reality. You look up to realize that his eyes are still focused on the screen, and you doubt if he’s talking to you. “Can you not hear me, baby?” He presses a few random keys on his keyboard before getting back on his controller.

“Yo who’s there?” A voice cuts in before you can say something.

“My girlfriend, can you please focus on saving yourself instead of meddling with others business, Gyu?”

“I’m trying, okay? You’re so rude.”

With a sigh, he presses another key on his keyboard before addressing you. “Why aren’t you answering, baby? What is the emergency?”

You swallow nervously. “I– um, I just wanted to see you… I miss you!” His jaw contracts, and you immediately regret your decision.

“So that is your emergency? Did I stutter this morning, babygirl? Which part of my request did you not understand? I told you to not visit me unless you have an emergency.” He jabs his fingers into the buttons of his controller, growling. “Is this a joke to you?”

Tears gather in your eyes, and you whisper brokenly, “Am I a joke to you?”

“Do not talk back to me.”

You let out a sob as his harsh voice reaches you, leaving the door slightly ajar to run away. You hear him say, “AFK, I’m sorry.” And the next thing you know is that his hands are gripping onto yours to halt you. You squirm, trying to get away, but he’s too strong. “If you try to move around, you’ll fall down the fucking stairs.” Yeonjun hisses. You stop immediately after the realisation, still shaking gently from your snivels.

Once he has guided you back to safety, you try to get away again. Unfortunately, that only causes his grip on you to tighten. Your head hits his chest and you whimper in pain, giving up against him. “Is throwing a tantrum really necessary, baby? I told you beforehand, yet you’re doing this.”

You sniffle, “Le–let go of– of me. You play yo–your stupid game, I– I’ll go back to my p–place!”

“Stop being such an inconsiderate brat! What has gotten into you, huh?”

More tears escape your eyes, and you dare to turn around this time. Yeonjun’s expression visibly softens when he notices your tear streaked cheeks and puffed out lower lip. “Oh baby…” He reaches to wipe them away, but you put a hand before your face before he can touch you. He sighs. “I just don’t understand why you are mad…”

With the back of your hands, you dry your face partially and pout at him. “You left me all alo–alone! I’ve been sad all d–day an–and you don’t e–even care! It’s li–like I don’t exist!” Your breathing is uneven, tears continuing to run down your cheeks. “I mi–missed you so much and– and I just wanted t–to be with you… but you–” you whine with a cry, “You were so mean to me. You– you– gaming is more im–important than me to you.” Hiding your face in your hands, you snivel, feeling utterly stupid for breaking down like this.

“Oh no, babygirl, I’m so sorry for hurting your feelings.” Yeonjun pulls you in his arms, rocking you side to side. “You do know that gaming is my side hustle, right? And today is very important… I– but still, I’m sorry for making you feel like that. It’s not like that, I promise. Please don’t cry anymore, my angel baby, you know that I love you so much, don’t you?” He cradles your face in his hands, touching your foreheads together.

“All me–men do is lie.” You whine, sniffling. His face falls, arms pulling you in his chest.

“I love you, I love you, I love you. You might be my whiny little crybaby but you mean the world to me. Do you understand?”

You huff, leaning into his embrace. He’s quick to realize the subtle change in your mood. After a bit more, he stops rocking you, offering, “Do you want to cuddle with me when I play? Is that what you want, hm?” You nod after a few moments, a smile playing on his lips. How are you so adorable? It’s been more than a year and he still finds each of your antics very much endearing.

Yeonjun picks you up, heading straight to his game room. He’s been away for quite a long time and he wonders what has happened. Taking a seat on his gaming chair, he gently places you on top of him. Each of your knees rest by the side of his legs, your hands curling around his chest as you snuggle up to him. He helps you get comfortable, his hot breath fanning over the shell of your ear. “Where are all your clothes, baby?” His voice sends a shiver down your spine. You suddenly remember the real intention behind you coming up to visit him, your wet panties still sticking to your skin.

“It’s… it’s more comfortable like this, that’s why.” You mutter shyly, hoping that he won’t be able to catch your lie.

Yeonjun nods, understanding what you mean. “It’s okay baby, I know how uncomfortable bras are. And knowing that you prefer my clothes over yours for some unknown reason, I get it. I’m gonna turn on the mic and go back to playing now, try to keep silent, yeah?”

“Okay…”

He pecks your lips, wearing the headset and then you hear the sound of him clicking some keys on his keyboard behind you. Sighing, you nuzzle his chest. Maybe you shouldn’t disrupt him so soon.

The headset hums to life, several voices cutting in together. “Bro I thought you ‘d’ worded for real.” Soobin grunts.

Another voice intervenes, “Is everything okay with your gf?”

Yeonjun sighs, “So you guys joined another battle… I’m gonna assume that we lost the previous one?”

“Yeah well what else did you expect? Tyun was already out, and Beomgyu was barely surviving. Me and you were left but you decided to vanish into thin air because your girlfriend was disturbing you. God, I hate women so much. They never fucking understand. Anyways, what the hell happened between you two? She was fighting with you about gaming, wasn’t she? Did you break-up with her? Because I would have.”

Your hands turn into fists, grabbing a handful of your boyfriend’s hoodie. Yeonjun immediately feels your distress, kissing the top of your head before he replies. “Soobin, I get it. You’re single and you don’t know how relationships work. Refrain from babbling like a child, please. She’s here and she heard everything. Apologize.”

Someone guffaws at that, and a different voice chimes in. “Hey, Yeonjun didn’t tell me your name but I’m sorry on Soobin’s behalf… the second hand embarrassment I feel right now is unexplainable, lord. I’m Taehyun, by the way.”

You look up at Yeonjun for permission, and he nods. His eyes are focused on the screen, and he seems already invested in the new game. “Um… hi, Taehyun.” You try to not sound too awkward.

“Hey, as I said, don’t— Beomgyu! Watch behind you— yeah good— So what I was telling you, don’t mind Soobin.” Taehyun says back.

“Where is your apology, Soobin? I’m waiting.” Yeonjun skillfully handles his controller, a series of shooting noises ringing through the room. You look up at his headset confusedly, are the sounds supposed to be heard like this too?

“Yeah… um, well, I’m sorry, Yeonjun’s girlfriend. I’m really sorry. Women are cool. And I’m sure you are lovely! I take back everything I had previously said, please forgive me. Ooh a double pump, nice one, Yeonjun! Err, I— please don’t do anything, I’m still a virgin…” Soobin sounds scared, and you resist the urge to giggle. Others, however, burst into laughter, including Yeonjun.

A deep voice, which probably belongs to the guy named Beomgyu, manages to speak between fits of his laughter. “Oh my god, did you think your words through or did you just blurt out? I can’t, this is too funny. Wait, oh my god I need meds immediately.”

Yeonjun shakes his head with another laugh. “Soobin, I assure you that you’re safe, she can’t even hurt a fly. And about you being a virgin… you gotta take care of it yourself, man!”

“I hope you find someone who can be your first time!” you add on, earning another round of laughter from the guys.

“Aw, no, she’s a softie!” Taehyun comments and Beomgyu agrees. On the other hand, Soobin stutters out a ‘thank you’.

“Of course she’s a softie, she’s my angel baby.” Yeonjun says proudly. “Nice crack, Tyun!” He adds soon after.

“Holy fuck! Yeonjun you are so whipped! I can’t believe that you call her angel baby…” Beomgyu teases. Feeling flustered, you hide your face in your boyfriend’s chest.

“I guess I am… but she’s an angel baby either way. So pure and so baby.” Yeonjun tuts, enjoying the pleasant warmth radiating from your body as you bury your face in the soft material of his hoodie.

The conversation has shifted back to strictly game related stuff for a while now. And you hate to say this, but you’re feeling impatient. Being this close to him, you can feel and listen to his heartbeat. And his cologne, intoxicating as usual, leaves your mind in a haze. You feel so incredibly sensitive, pressed up against his firm body. And your core pulsates with desire.

Desperate for some friction, you start rubbing yourself against him subtly. Your mouth finds its way to his neck, sucking on the skin in a hungry manner. Yeonjun stiffens up immediately. You feel his tense arms closing around you, but he refrains from making any sounds. Unhappy with his reaction, you grind your hips against his, letting out a whine, “Daddy…”

“Whoa, whoa, what—” Yeonjun mutes his mic and the speaker before Beomgyu can finish his sentence. However, he still focuses on the game, a growl escaping him.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

You’re basically rutting against him at this point, whimpers and whines falling off of your lips. “Want daddy…” you tease his earlobe with your teeth before whispering. It’s clear that he’s being affected, his semi-hardness now pressing into your clothed pussy.

“Not now, please, baby, don’t do this now.” His voice cracks at the end. But you only whine, slowly dragging your core against him. Yeonjun growls, putting his controller away to grip on your waist. “Why are you being such a brat today?”

You silently guide his right hand to your panties. He swears under his breath, feeling the moist warmth of cloth. Needy for his touch, you grind against his calloused and large hands. Biting his lip, he uses his left hand to bring you closer by your neck. Your nipples, hard and sensitive under the sheer cover of his white shirt, brushes against his chest in the process. A moan escapes you, his other hand massaging your clothed pussy.

“You think I can’t see through your naughty little tricks, dollface? I knew you were cockhungry the moment you opened the fucking door.” Yeonjun presses a hard kiss on your lips, slipping his hand past the waistband of your ruined underwear. A groan slips past his lips.

“Daddy, please… I just want you to play with me.” You rest your head on his shoulder. Two of his fingers glide across your drenched slit, avoiding where you need him the most. He retracts his hand from your neck, undoing the two buttons that were helping the shirt cover you. You arch your back as the cold air comes in contact with your hot skin.

“You’ve made such a mess, baby. What were you doing when you were alone downstairs?” Yeonjun finally lets his thumb press onto your clit. You gasp in pleasure, hands winding around his neck.

“I– I was lonely and– and I was thinking about you… aah– I thought about our first time. And–” You struggle to form coherent sentences. His thumb continues to stimulate your clitoris, his mouth on the nape of your neck.

“Mhm, go on,” he mutters before resuming his ministrations on your sweet spot.

“I was needy… I’m so sorry, oh god, I touched myself but it was not enough.”

Yeonjun trails hot, open-mouthed kisses up your neck and jaw. For a moment you think that he’s gonna kiss you, but his lips stop moving before it can reach yours.

“Did I hear that correctly? Angel baby played with her pussy while thinking about me fucking her dumb on our first night?” He smirks, feeling around your entrance with his middle finger.

You whine out of embarrassment. “It’s– not my fault!”

“I’m not blaming you, babygirl. It’s just so cute that you’re a whiny, wet mess for me. Can’t go without daddy’s cock stuffed in your little pussy, can you? I couldn’t even play the game. You would’ve started crying if I kept on playing.” Yeonjun removes his hand from your core, getting rid of the only piece of clothing left on your body. He cups your pussy with his right hand.

“Play with me instead… I’m better…” you trail off nervously at the end. Knowing you like the back of his hand, your boyfriend jumps to reassure you.

“You are, baby! That’s why I ditched the game for you. Daddy will never choose gaming over his pretty babydoll.”

“Really?” You give him the large, doe eyes, his heart melting. Gosh, he loves you.

“Really, really.”

You lean down to kiss him, your lips finally meeting for the first time today. Yeonjun hums in approval, cupping your face to take control. His mouth sucks on your lower lip, and you moan. Taking the advantage of the situation, he slips his tongue inside your mouth. He smiles in the kiss when he feels you pressing yourself on him eagerly. Before you can comprehend anything, he picks you up and changes your positions, never breaking the kiss. You’re pressed into the comfy chair as he hovers over you. Wandering hands find your perky breasts, kneading them roughly. Breathless, you pull away from the kiss, crying from both pleasure and pain, the lines blurred because of the euphoria surging through your veins.

“Daddy… fuck! Please, I need you…”

“Shhh, let daddy take care of your little body.” He moves to your breasts, immediately attacking one of your nipples with his mouth. Yeonjun alternates between licking and sucking, his hand tweaking the other nipple between his fingers. A vibrating sound comes from somewhere in the room, but you ignore it. Your body seems to be on fire under his touch.

When he’s satisfied with his work, he pulls away and blows cool air on your wet areola. You shudder from the feeling. Yeonjun focuses on the neglected nipple now, determined to leave you in a dazed state.

“Nngh– more!” Your cry echoes through the room. He presses butterfly kisses down your stomach as he gets down on his knees. You clench your thighs from anticipation. A smirk plays on his lips. Oh, he fucking adores you.

Face to face with your cute pussy, he groans. Starting from the puffy and wet lips to your eager hole and swollen nub — he is seeing heaven. You look at him with hooded eyes. “Fuck, baby, you have no idea what you are doing to me.”

“Daddy… please…” You move your legs impatiently, pouting. Yeonjun shakes his head with a laugh. But he decides to indulge in your little desire anyway. Flattening his tongue against your slit, he drags it upwards. The motion coaxes a mewl from you.

“Always so responsive.” He pushes your legs further apart, burying his face between them. For several seconds he just lazily licks all over your wetness. But then, he wraps his lips around your nether ones, suckling onto them soundly. Your hands immediately find his head, fingers threading through his dark hair strands. Yeonjun laps you up this time, his growl sending vibrations through your core.

The sounds you make are music to his ears. He presses his nose on your clit, inhaling your scent deeply before his tongue dives inside your waiting pussy. You pull onto his hair, writhing against his face. He’s so good, too good at this, your mind unable to think properly. The wet muscle repetitively enters you, eager to gather your nectar. It feels like you’re high, stomach tightening with each second.

“You taste so amazing, baby, you are so good for me.” Yeonjun moans, plucking his tongue out of your wet heat. You shiver and whine, wordlessly begging him for a release. He places both of your legs on his shoulder and bends you in a weird angle. Your body immediately complies.

“Ooh– oh, daddy!” you whimper, his mouth on your clit and two fingers inside your cunt. Your inner walls stretch immediately to give him space. He watches you with care, experimentally moving his fingers to gauge your reactions. “Mmm, yes…” you mewl softly, squeezing his fingers. Yeonjun picks up his pace eventually, wet sounds filling in the room. Your eyes are closed as you suddenly come undone, body going limp. He continues to finger your cunt throughout the orgasm, overstimulation soon blinding your senses.

“No– daddy, no more…” your thighs shake uncontrollably. You are unable to move but you try thrashing your legs, tears gathering in your eyes. Your nerve endings are over aware of every little thing happening to you at the moment. Yeonjun pulls away from your clit with a loud popping sound, his fingers coated with your slick all over.

“Shh, you’re doing so well for daddy. I just want to make sure that you’re well prepared for my cock.” He adds a third finger after that, pumping you mercilessly. Hypersensitive and body out of your control, you come once again, body shaking from the intensity of it. Yeonjun grunts, stopping his movements. “Open your mouth for me, angel.” You do as instructed. He retrieves his fingers from your pussy, shoving them inside your mouth gently. “Taste yourself,” he orders, your tongue gliding along his digits and sucking on them. Once you’re done, he replaces his fingers with his mouth, kissing you senseless. You tug on his hoodie, desperate to feel his bare skin against yours.

“Do you want that off, sweetheart?” He rests his forehead against yours, his hands stroking your sides. You nod eagerly. Yeonjun, as keen as you, pulls off the hoodie in one single tug, your eyes immediately drinking in his fit physique. Firm chest and defined abs… paired up with that face and his huge dick — he surely is a walking wet dream. Your hands reach out to him and he chuckles, pulling down his sweatpants before coming closer to you. “Is my baby happy now?”

You cling to his body, and to your surprise he picks you up in his arms once again. You only realize why once he presses you up against the nearby wall. Your legs wrap around his waist automatically. “Daddy,” you gasp, the cold surface pressing on your back spreading goosebumps over your skin. Yeonjun nuzzles your neck affectionately. “I want you in me, please,” you give him puppy dog eyes.

“Anything you want, love.” He pulls down his boxers with his left hand, his rock-hard member springing out of it’s confines and slapping against his toned tummy. Your body is cradled in his other hand. With a hiss, he strokes himself a few times, looking into your eyes with lust. “You know what to do, babygirl.”

“Please fuck me, daddy! I– I need your cock in me… my pussy is aching and I can’t— ah!” The rest of your sentence dies down in your throat when you feel the bulbous head of his cock penetrating you.

“I don’t know how you are still so fucking tight. Fuck, oh my god.” Yeonjun rasps, resting his head in the crook of your neck. Your back arches slightly, welcoming more of his thick and long cock inside you. As usual, it takes you both a few minutes to adjust, his cock buried all the way inside you.

“You feel so good, baby, pussy taking me so well.” He mutters as he starts moving slowly. His moves are slow and calculated, building up pace with each roll of his hips. You moan and whimper, already on cloud nine from the pleasure.

Yeonjun holds you close, his cock now slamming into your cunt. He manages to hit all those right spots inside you, often brushing against your cervix. Your moans and screams, paired up with his groans and the sound of skin slapping create a sinful melody of their own. “Oh, oh, daddy— I’m gonna come— ugh, ‘m—”

“Shh, shh, it’s okay, I got you, angel.” His words are completely opposite of the crude things he’s doing to you right now. You shudder, unable to move in any other way. Your orgasm builds up rapidly, suddenly flooding you with ecstasy as you cry out. Gummy walls clench around his cock helplessly, making it harder for him to move inside you. But Yeonjun is no quitter. He increases his pace, rutting into you roughly.

Completely spent from your back to back orgasms, you babble a string of incoherent words. “You have to give me another one, sweetheart, I know you can.”

“No– no, daddy! I– can’t!” you sob, nails digging into his shoulder. He growls like a wounded animal, sandwiching you between him and the wall. It doesn’t take your overstimulated body long to convulse in pleasure once again, a scream tearing itself from your throat. Yeonjun hisses, your walls clamping down onto his cock, and, a hot liquid squirting over his abdomen. His brain malfunctions for a moment before he realizes.

“Fuck it, babygirl.” With a few more thrusts, he reaches his high, emptying his load inside you. Thick ropes of his cum fill you in, some of it running down your thighs. Although you feel like you’ve ascended, you whine appreciatively. You’ve always loved the feeling of getting creampied. And that is the last thing you are able to register.

Yeonjun waits for his recovery from the orgasm, your body entirely limp in his arms. He carries you both to the nearby bathroom once he has regained a bit of his energy. With utmost care, he cleans you up first, holding you close so that you are safe. He freshens up himself after he is done with you, carrying you back to the bedroom and tucking you in. You hum, immediately curling up under the blanket. He smiles, pressing a fond kiss on your forehead. “Rest well, baby. You were so amazing today. I love you.”

You smile sleepily, melting his heart for the umpteenth time. Sighing, Yeonjun goes back up to his game room to retrieve his clothes. After dressing up, he grabs his phone and is immediately shocked to see a lot of texts in the group chat he is in with Soobin, Beomgyu and Taehyun. He opens the chat nonchalantly, blood draining from his face soon after.

[Beomgyu, 3:17 pm] Uh? Turn your mic off? @Yeonjun???

[Taehyun, 3:21 pm] Okay yeah I’m quitting the game. I do not need a boner nor free porno asmr right now.

[Soobin, 3:30 pm] Wow… I’m… I don’t know what to say.

[Beomgyu, 3:33 pm] ??? DUDE ARE YOU STILL THERE

[Soobin, 3:45 pm] Yeah…

💌 end notes: thank you so much for reading 💞💗💕! i hope that you enjoyed this hehe ^^! comments and reblogs are highly appreciated <33 your support keeps me going ✨

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first love — series masterlist

[ txt soobin x fem. reader, non-idol!au, college!au ]

nsfw warning; this series contains graphic smut scenes. please do not read if you are a minor!

— part 0.5

synopsis; the story of you and soobin’s first date + kiss. [no smut]

— part 1

synopsis; your boyfriend, soobin, has trouble confessing to you that he’s a virgin. after a loss of communication, some insecurity, and lots of research, he wants you to be his first time as well as his first love.

— part 2

synopsis; now that soobin’s got a taste of you, he wants even more. he has so much he wants to try! good thing his roommate, yeonjun, is out of town for another couple days ;)

— part 3

synopsis; soobin takes you to meet his family for the first time for christmas! things take a turn when soobin gets jealous and needs a reminder of just who you’re in love with.

— part 4

synopsis; it’s you and soobin’s first valentine’s day as a couple, so he wants to make it really special for you. however, something unexpected happens that could change everything for the two of you.

— first love!soobin moodboard

— asks and discussions abt first love

back in time - masterlist

member pairing: sunghoon × heeseung × jay

genre: single parent au, love square (?), angst, fluff, and a little bit of everything

synopsis: you and sunghoon were convinced you were meant for one another and married quite young once exiting high-school, but when he decides to leave to the states to chase his own dreams, he asks you for a divorce leaving you alone and with a child he doesn't know you're expecting. so when he turns up four years later, can he expect to fix the damage when your bestfriend jay wants to prove he can be by your side, or when the new doctor at your hospital, heeseung is after your heart as well?

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01: welcome dr.heeseung

02: sunghoon's great comeback

03: a flash to the past

04: competitor number three

05: bad timing for everything

06: look at the dna test

07: one too many bruises

08: stolen hearts

09: family of four

10: let's play pretend

11: the truth comes out eventually

12: sunghoon dad agenda

13: forgive but not forget

14: first date

15: spin the bottle

16: teenage things

17: if happy ever after did exist (1)

18: then I would still be holding you like this (2)

Just Like Rain / chapter 2 of 2

fwb!jeno x fem!reader  - 6.8k

sum: your friends with benefits relationship is great, but as life would have it, you start to realise that there’s more to it than that. (ft meddling kids Ningning and Chenle)

warnings: swearing, mentions of guns (laser tag), slight angst, fluff, smut (MINORS DNI); fingering, unprotected sex (be safe!), penetrative sex

song recs: Distance - Christina Perri, Blame Me - Monsta X

A/N: a little softer than ch 1, i hope you enjoy, thanks for all the love on the fic so far!

Chapter 1

Taglist: @girlwithimaginarybiaslist

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[ 丈夫 ]! ぃ ⸻ 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃

don't you ever notice just how fast my heart beats around you?

───── you always get what you want, spoiled with the loves of your three brothers who are known to have a sister complex; it comes with much surprise therefore when heeseung makes a move on you. thirteen long years of being in the brother zone having made him utterly clueless that if he's going to date you he has to pass through yeonbin first. and he knows how scary they can be. especially since he's been the third scary one with them, numerous times before.

[sister complex. a state of strong attachment and obsession to sisters, always having them as their first priority]

##. PAIRING. lee heeseung x f!reader

##. GENRE social media!au + written chapters, fluff, humor & crack, angst, high school!au, nonidol!au, neighbors to lovers!au, childhood friends to lovers!au, NOT BLOOD RELATED siblings to lovers!au(?)

##. FEATURING. the rest of enhypen, txt + might add ocs

##. WARNING(S) stated in respective chapters

[🗒] NOTE. incase someone wonders if this is incest, no it's not. incest is a kind of sexual activity between people who have a relationship that is forbidden by law to marry. in this smau there's no type of sexual intentions among or towards any of the characters neither are the main leads as such related that the relationship could be forbidden by law in any manner. they're neither completely blood related siblings nor cousins just complete strangers who've grown up together.

[ PLAYLIST ] will keep adding songs

update schedule. irregular [ongoing]

✎ 🗒 . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ PROFILES.

the chaebols + lee

overprotective chois and their kids

sophomore trio

✎ 🗒 . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ GROUPCHATS.

# adultkids: yeonjun, soobin, beomgyu, heeseung, taehyun, huening kai

# lee supporters: heeseung, jay, taehyun, jake, sunghoon, sunoo

# boss babies: jungwon, y/n, riki

# y/n protection squad: yeonjun, soobin, heeseung and jungwon

# princess and her knights: yeonjun, soobin, heeseung, yn

✎ 🗒 . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ EPISODES.

001. arranged date gone wrong

002. beomgyu-yn-maeum

003. niee's favorite

004. caught red-handed :: written + twt

005. the little secret

006. still in the brotherzone!

007. matchmaking things

008. butterflies for whom?? :: written + twt

009. he's just kidding.. right?

010. i'll just stop feeling

011. who's mik oosun?

012. the first thing you do- :: written + twt

013. lee heeseung actually cried :: written + twt

014. troublemaker: oosun

015. tiny has a secret admirer

016. senior prom's coming up

017. i had a weird dream!

018. how do i explain?

019. is that you? :: written + twt

020. so you're the pick me boy :: written

021. jay to the rescue or not

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Kinktober 2021 Day 26

Friday Night Bites

Who: TXT Beomgyu x f!reader

What: ⛔🔞smut, some exhibitionism tendencies, unprotected sex, jealousy, tw: drunk sex, alcohol use

Word count: 3.4k. Note: now edited and fixed.

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"Beomgyu!"

You beamed at your friend from across the room.

Beomgyu flashed you a fangy kilowatt grin in return and made his way towards you. He was pushing past people in the hallway which was heavily decorated with cotton imitations of spiderwebs and plastic skeletons, as he  dodged various props attached to various parts of people's Halloween costumes.

"I thought you weren't coming, how come you're here?" You had to raise your voice to be heard over the music.

"All of my roommates decided to come so I wasn't gonna be the loser stuck at home when there's no booze."

"You even managed to get a costume together, that's very impressive," you exclaimed as you reached for Beomgyu's high collar cape then ran your hand down his white button-up splattered with fake blood. "Especially the contacts and the fangs, they're really something!"

The reddish contacts made Beomgyu look very believably supernatural, which you supposed was not hard to pull off with his already mythical-level visuals. Not that you would ever admit that to him.

The music changed to a song that you and Beomgyu both really liked, and you both started yelling out lyrics and grooving to the beat.

"Come dance with me," you shouted over the booming bass and Beomgyu didn't hesitate, downing the rest of what was in his glass before setting it on top of a chest of drawers and dragging you by the hand to the middle of the makeshift dance floor in the living room.

The two of you made your way to the middle, surrounded by couples and small groups. You put your hands around Beomgyu's shoulders comfortably and he smiled back as he reached up and placed his hands over yours. This was not a new thing between you, cheesy dances were on the regular in your friendship.

But your eyes kept drifting across the room. There was someone leaning against the wall, nursing a drink alone. Someone who had hurt you very much, very recently. So much that you still wanted to scream every time someone mentioned his name or you saw his face.

"Eyes on me, you naughty angel," Beomgyu tapped the halo glued to a wire sticking up from your costume. "You should only be looking at me right now, you're missing my best moves!"

"Oh yeah? Show me some more moves then, bloodsucker!" You challenged Beomgyu, moving his hands swiftly to your hips. He might have hesitated on a normal night, but he had one drink too many and an ounce of competitiveness too much tonight.

You swayed your hips much more seductively and Beomgyu's hands followed. Soon the light pressure from his fingers was directing where you moved. You looked across the room again, checking if that bastard was watching.

There was one drink too many in Beomgyu's system but not enough for him to miss your ex-boyfriend in the corner and your sudden change of behaviour while your attention was fixated in that direction.

"If you don't pay attention, I might have to take a bite out of you," Beomgyu growled playfully as his hands slid down further to your ass and he squeezed teasingly. The unexpected action forced you to whip back to him and for a second, you didn't quite recognise the boy in front of you.

Red eyes glassy and yet so attentive, teeth teasing his bottom lip as he grinned at you. His raven hair has got a little messy as the night had gone on and was accenting his face like a lion's mane. He was dressed like a vampire but looked very much like a big cat ready to pounce in that moment.

You had unconsciously stopped dancing and Beomgyu stopped as well just as the song faded into the next one.

"You okay?" He asked with some concern pulling his face out of its seductive expression.

"Yeah... I-I think I just need another drink," you mumbled.

"I'll go get a refill with you, I'm out too," Beomgyu offered.

"No, it's fine, I need the bathroom too. I'll be back soon."

You removed yourself from the scene quickly, leaving Beomgyu standing confused in the middle of the crowd.

You headed for neither the drinks table nor the bathroom, instead going to the kitchen where your ex-boyfriend was already conveniently refilling ice trays.

"Y/N, hi."

You crossed your arms, not returning the greeting.

"Are you keeping tabs on me? You weren't invited to this party."

"I know I wasn't, I just needed to see you," he said quietly.

"Why? So you could rub it in some more? I already know that you broke up with your little side thing."

"You know?"

"Yeah, funny thing. When you cheat on me, your friends kind of tend to take my side and snitch on you."

"I'm sorry. I know you don't want to hear it, but I feel like the biggest idiot in the world," he said urgently as he stepped towards you.

"You are. I don't know why I even gave you other chances, you blew them all."

"I know I did. I don't blame you for moving on already."

"What are you talking about?" You asked in confusion. You weren't dating anyone, or told anyone you had moved on because you hadn't really.

"You and Beomgyu. I thought you guys were together now?"

You laughed genuinely for a moment, breaking the tension.

"Me and Beomgyu?! No fucking way! We're just friends!"

"Oh," your ex seemed to sigh with relief. He then reached our and brushed a strand of hair away from your face.

"I really do miss you..."

You knew that look.

"Sungwon, this is a bad idea..."

His fingers lingered on your cheek regardless as he came into your space, leaning over you. You could feel his breath as he came closer, the familiar feeling of his warmth as he pulled you in.

The door opened unceremoniously, startling you and Sungwon as you stepped apart.

"Oh, I'm SO sorry to interrupt," Beomgyu waltzed in far too cheerfully, red-tinged eyes fixating on you unnervingly. "We've just run out of ice and-- Oh, there it is! Thanks for refilling it, Sungwon!" He quipped in his dialect as he carried the ice away.

"I want to pick up where we left off," Sungwon said, holding your gaze. "Come find me in the upstairs bedroom." He left you in the kitchen. You waited around for a few moments so as to not look like you were coming out together, then made for the door.

Not two seconds later, Beomgyu barged back in, cutting off your path.

"Going somewhere?!" His voice was louder than necessary, his dialect thick in his indignation.

"Out of my way, Beomgyu," you said, irritated that he was trying to hold you accountable.

"Oh yeah? It's looking a lot like you were undoing the last two months I spent putting you back together! Surely you didn't fall for his whole "I'm so sorry, I'm the biggest idiot in the world" little speech!"

"Stop yelling at me, I'm not a child!"

"You are if you believe anything that asswipe says for a second!"

You leaned heavily against the counter.

"So what? Isn't that a little hypocritical of you? You got to have post-breakup sex with your ex quite a few times, if I recall."

"Okay, that was half a year after we broke up, and I was desperate!" He wagged his finger at you. "You don't need to stoop to that! You're worth so much more than that loser. I know he wasn't even that good in bed."

Your eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"And the fuck would you know that?!"

"You started dating him when you and I still lived together. And if you recall, the walls in that apartment were pretty thin."

Embarrassment ran hot across your cheeks and you covered your face with your hands.

"Oh dear god... There is not enough alcohol at this party..."

You rummaged through the cabinets defeated, pulling out whatever drinks were left. Hard spirits mostly. "I can't believe you heard me, Beomgyu." You pulled the stopper off the first unopened bottle you found and took a big swig.

"Hey, it's not that big of a deal," Beomgyu tried to soften the impact, stepping over to you cautiously as his expression eased.

"Yes it is! Because not only was I so blind that I didn't even realise he was cheating on me until HIS friends caved and told me, it wasn't even worth it for the sex!" You hung your head low, unable to look at Beomgyu as you took another swig.

"Come on now, we've all been there," he placated, his warm hand finding your shoulder empathetically.

"Tch, yeah right. I've heard you too, you know. Either you're really that good or that ex of yours was a very convincing faker."

It was impossible for Beomgyu not to crack a very self-assured smile which only made you shake your head. "I'm so pathetic," you brought the bottle to your lips again but Beomgyu's hands on top of yours stopped you gently.

"No, you're not. It was actually pathetic of me to bring that up and throw it in your face like that. I only said it because actually... I may have been a little jealous."

"Jealous?" You finally raised your eyes to meet Beomgyu's red-tinged ones.

"Yes!" His brows furrowed, carving a line into his beautiful features. "I was jealous of that asshole, okay? It wasn't fair that he didn't deserve you at all and yet still got all your attention while you only ever thought of me as....just a friend."

You held your breath, suddenly very aware of the butterfly-like feeling in your stomach.

"We are friends, Beomgyu. What else would I think of you as?"

When his eyes met yours, it was impossible to stop the startled intake of breath. There was desire glistening in those red eyes captivating you, on those lips that parted for his pink tongue to wet them, on those hands which were still resting on top of yours on your shoulders but now started trailing downwards.

The air between you got thicker and had you had the presence of mind, you would have wondered if Beomgyu actually was putting you under a vampire's glamour or compulsion. You forgot that you were going to go up into the upstairs bedroom and find your ex. You forgot that you were not supposed to tell Beomgyu how beautiful you thought he was. You forgot that you were still standing in the kitchen of someone else's house where anyone could walk right in.

You couldn't remember how you had ended up on top of the counter, gripping Beomgyu's slim waist with your thighs as he was kissing you for dear life, nipping at your lips and breathing harshly.

The fake blood on his shirt and cape was smearing onto your fake angel feathers but everything was a blur of black, red and white. Your head was spinning more so from his kiss than from the alcohol.

There was desperation in the way his hands pressed into you, wanting more of you than they could fit. Pent up desire that had an outlet at the wrong time, at the wrong place. And yet your mind was oblivious to all of that as Beomgyu grazed your neck with his teeth, digging in and feeling the vibrations of your moan as his hands dipped under your short dress to run up the skin of your inner thighs.

You rolled against him wantonly and he didn't hesitate, nimble fingers slipping underneath your underwear to cup your heat. He didn't let you breathe for long as he was soon bringing his other hand to the back of your neck and pulling you in for a deep kiss. Your tongue met his and heat settled in your chest at being touched this way.

"I'll make sure you barely remember his name anymore," Beomgyu whispered in your ear when he broke your kiss. He trailed his tongue along the shell just as his finger traced a line down from your clit to in between your folds. Your gasps were the only sound to mask the rustling of clothes as your hands scrambled to untie Beomgyu's cape and let it drop to the floor.

"Fuck, Beomgyu..."

You breathed in deeply when you felt him push a finger into you, lips never leaving your neck. And you let him stake his claim on you, leaving marks on your skin and plucking pleasure from inside you as he thrust his finger smoothly through your wetness. He added another a little quickly and you grabbed onto him tightly. He slowed his fingers and curved them on the way out, making your thighs go slack and go even further apart as if you were welcoming all of him inside you.

"Does it feel good," he whispered to you again, his voice laced with his accent and you swore you had never heard anything that got such a visceral reaction from you before. You shook in his hands, wanting so badly to be wrecked in that moment that you would admit anything.

"Fuck yes, it's so good. Please keep going, I've thought about this way too many times before."

Beomgyu rose up to look at you, tilting his head to the side teasingly.

"Better than Sungwon then?"

"So much better-- shit!" You gasped when he curled his fingers again and massaged your clit with his thumb.

"I always knew I would love having you drip over my fingers," he said quietly in your ear and you could hear his smile in the way he spoke, his lips grazing your earlobe. He quicked the pace inside you, thrusting harder and a little deeper into you, keeping an even rhythm that had you building up to something that made you feel like you were going crazy. Too much and not enough all at the same time.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry!" Someone yelped and you vaguely heard the kitchen door slamming shut quickly. Someone had walked in on Beomgyu fingering you and somehow you didn't quite care enough to stop.

"Please, hurry Beomgyu, before someone else walks in!"

"I don't care who walks in," Beomgyu said between hurried kisses he placed on your lips. "But I can't say no to you."

You pulled at his belt roughly, managing to undo it and dragging his zipper down with a distinct sound that brought you back to your senses for a moment.

You looked up at Beomgyu to find him already examining your face.

"Do you still want this?" He asked.

"Yes," you breathed against his lips and reached for him, palming him over his underwear and finding him so hard and strained. He hissed at the contact, bucking his hips into your hand. You inched his slacks and underwear down as he hiked up your dress and grabbed hold of your hips to steady you on the counter.

"Ohhh..." You moaned desperately as you felt his cock graze your pussy while you positioned yourself. Beomgyu seemed to take immense satisfaction in your eagerness.

"I already know it's going to be a little tight," he teased as he guided his cock to slip along your folds without entering you. "But you'll be a good angel for me, won't you?"

Your response was a sigh when the smooth head of his member rubbed along your clit, and an awkward rutting of your hips as you tried to angle yourself to let him slip inside.

"Lean back a little," he instructed and you obliged, allowing him to come even closer to you. The thick head of his cock kissed at your entrance and both of you looked down as he drove his hips forward to fit himself inside you. Your walls parted at the intrusion and you clung to Beomgyu tightly, needing something to ground you as the anticipation had your heart hammering away.

He pulled back a few times, coming back in deeper with each thrust and you felt every single ridge on his hard cock. You groaned when you finally felt him sheathe all the way inside you.

"You feel so warm around me, I could cum just from being inside you like this," he said as tension ran across his face and his eyes shut tightly, his breathing less regular. You clenched uncontrollably around him, feeling so deliciously full.

Beomgyu brought one hand down to where you were joined to massage your clit and you threw your head back at the sensation. He fucked smoothly into you and you left yourself to him. Every touch told you that he wanted to make you feel as good as he felt and you had never felt your body being so listened to by anyone before. The rolld of his hips into yours and the slightly harsh sound of his breaths had you daring to slip into a blissful state of ignorance. You didn't care about anyone walking in anymore, right then nothing was worth breaking this moment with Beomgyu.

You felt his cock twitch and swell inside you, feeling impossibly hard and almost unforgiving now. He touched and rubbed into such sensitive places inside you that your moans took on a helpless, blissed out tone. You wanted to say that you were close but nothing was coming out. Your brain felt disconnected from your lips.

"Look at me," Beomgyu seemed to sense that you needed to check in and not float away entirely, and he rammed into you especially hard.

"Fuck, yes!" You ground out desperately and your walls clenched around his cock. Beomgyu groaned from deep within his chest and sped up his fingers on your clit in time with his thrusts. He was fucking you roughly now, both of you building up tension in every muscle. You sat up slightly and reached for him, fingers burying in his long hair and tugging him to you.

You lips melded together and he suckled on your tongue when you opened up for him. The lewd move had even more heat pooling low inside you and your walls clenched around him again. You could feel how close he was instinctively and you felt as if you couldn't cum unless he did.

"Do it, please fill me up, come on!" You spurred him on and he rammed his cock inside you harder. He pistoned inside you with fast, rough thrusts and his heavy touch on your clit set you alight.

You bit your lips harshly and tried to suppress your scream, tightening up all around him as your orgasm washed over you. Beomgyu was still thrusting into you but his rhythm started to break and when he saw your face contorting with pleasure, coupled with the pressure of your walls against his cock, his strokes turned jerky and desperate.

"Oh fuck yes!"

He lowered his head and slumped over you as he started spilling into you, throbbing and pulsing as you felt even more full then before.

Your spasms and his twitches met in the same space as both of you rode out your highs and your breathing calmed slowly.

Beomgyu was quiet as he leaned down, touching his forehead to yours. Your head had finally stopped swimming and it felt like waking up to a new reality. You and Beomgyu. And you liked this new reality better now.

"Clean up?" He asked and you nodded quickly, giving him a small reassuring smile.

He pulled out of you carefully and quickly ripped off some paper towels, making sure nothing more got spilled. There was no saving your Halloween costumes. His shirt was disheveled and the front of your dress was stained with fake blood, the artificial feathers littering the floor due to the friction.

It was then that Sungwon came looking for you. He stood holding the door open, wide eyes flitting between Beomgyu's cape on the floor, you on the counter with your stained dress legs splayed open and Beomgyu with a wad of paper towels in his hands. Sungwon couldn't form a sentence and stormed out instead.

"Well that saves me a conversation," you deadpanned after a few awkward moments of silence.

"Is it bad that I wish he had walked in earlier?" Beomgyu quipped.

You laughed and threw the paper towels at him.

"I think we inflicted enough trauma on that other guy that walked in halfway through."

"...Suddenly I don't feel so keen on having any more people walking in and seeing how pretty you look when you're being fucked by me. Let's take you home."

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— genre ➛ romance, ceo! au, single dad! au, h. smut in future chapters

— triggers warning ➛ sexual themes, description of sexual scenes in some chapters, age gap between the main characters, daddy kink but not in the heavy way, just mild roleplay

— disclaimer ➛ this used to be an exo’s jongin series that i used to post on my very first account (fuckmeupexo). the series was pretty followed, so you may still find reblogs around, so this disclaimer is to let you know that NO, i’m not copying, i was the one who wrote the jongin fic back in the days. i now decided to turn it into a jaehyun one, not suitable for minors, but at this point you do you and with some minor and major changes in the plot.

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Pairing: Yeonjun x female reader!

Warnings: pure filth, Language, Nasty, Rich Yeonjun, Sex, dirty talk, fingering, orgasm. Just the whole rated- r shit.

Word count: 3.8k 

It was the yearly Choi and Lee family dinner. Every year Yeonjun’s parents and y/n family have a big family dinner in one of the expensive restaurants in Seoul. The two biggest business families in Korea. Not only they were the biggest business families but they were also really close friends, throwing back to high school days. Their friendship became stronger when both parties have offspring.

Yeonjun and y/n could consider themselves as best friend but they aren’t as close. Both of them have their own friend groups. Yeonjun and his karate friends and y/n and her popular friends. Whenever they both see each other it’s only them making fun of one another. Although their friends think they might have feelings for each other but the two definitely denied that.

“He’s not my type!” you denied.

“She’s too short for me” he retorts.

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You fixed your brown-colored cami dress that had stopped by mid-thighs and also fixed your brown locks from messing up by the wind. You paired your dress with black stiletto gladiator heels, showing off your perfectly white pedicure toes.

“That dress is way too short for a dinner” dad scoffs as he stands beside you, buttoning up his black blazer.

You smile before wrapping your arms around your tense dad, “don’t you want me to get a husband?” She joked. Your dad hiss.

“Leave her alone, don’t make a show in front of people” your mom came beside your dad and wrap her arm around his.

The three of you walked inside the restaurant, getting greeted by the staff. As you entered the hotel, Yeonjun’s family had already arrived. The two-family exchange greetings and hugs before making their way into the restaurant.

Yeonjun caught your eyes. He looked very handsome in a navy suit that showed the outline of his muscular and toned body. His silver hair parted to the side, he wore black-rimmed glasses to show a classy look. In another word, he looked hot.

Yeonjun smile and gave you a hug, the two of you often have to show closeness by hugging each other but the two of you know you both don’t like it. The way Yeonjun’s large palm is placed on your bare back, sending chills up your spine.

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LEE HEESEUNG (two is a company)

PAIRING : heeseung x fem!reader

TROPE : stranded/locked in together

SYNOPSIS : a night at the abandoned cabin with your friends didn't sound bad to you initially, it was a mere dare afterall. but what if the whole group bails on you and heeseung, the only guy you don't get along with, to spend the chilly night together with no way to go home in the heavy rainstorm? "fucking helps in production of body heat, y'know?" heeseung more or less offered. "yeah, i'd rather freeze, no thank you."

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PARK JAY (never have i ever)

PAIRING : jay x fem!reader

TROPE : brother's best friend

SYNOPSIS : three months into his new university and sunghoon had made a whole new friend group. more importantly—a new best friend. inviting jay to hang out, sunghoon forgot about the extended skating practices he had to attend, so he conveniently asked jay to keep an eye on you, making sure you didn't sneak out to a party. now what would you do if jay promises you a game of never have i ever to be more interesting than your party? and what would you do when things start to heat up more than they should? "never have i ever kissed my brother's best friend." you confessed. "we can change that now, princess." he smirked.

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TROPE : project partners

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PARK SUNGHOON (lovers in the night)

PAIRING : sunghoon x fem!reader

TROPE : sharing a bed

SYNOPSIS : you despised dinner parties with the park family, solely because you had to face sunghoon there, your resident fuckboy and childhood 'friend'. things took a turn when his mom caught you both in a compromising position, mistaking it as a relationship, when in reality, all you were trying to do was to snatch your phone back from sunghoon. highly pleased, his father allows him to go to the trip he's been waiting for since long. desperate, he begs you to keep up with the facade in return to set you up with heeseung, your crush. before it all, they invite you for a dinner and night-stay, forgetting to inform you that you'll be staying in sunghoon's room, sharing the bed with him.

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distractions

pairing: bestfriend!jake x fem!reader

summary: “it's good that you've managed to do these few problems by yourself but can you work just as efficiently with distractions?” the answer is no—no, you can't.

warnings: smut, explicit & vulgar language, fingering (fem receiving), attempted cockwarming, breeding kink, mentions of exhibitionism, slight praise & degradation also not proofread at all LMFAO

words: 3.8k

this work is nsfw! reader discretion is advised. you have been warned.

you recall the previous summer about two weeks before school was back in session, jake had practically begged you to take the class with him. originally when you were given the option to choose between earth science and physics, obviously you weren't even thinking of choosing the latter; but of course, you couldn’t possibly say no to jake’s series of pleads, and the deal had been sealed when you recalled all of the times you had asked him for things–it was only fair that you repay him.

you recall the previous summer about two weeks before school was back in session, jake had practically begged you to take the class with him. originally when you were given the option to choose between earth science and physics, obviously you weren't even thinking of choosing the latter; but of course, you couldn’t possibly say no to jake’s series of pleads, and the deal had been sealed when you recalled all of the times you had asked him for things–it was only fair that you repay him.

you recall the previous summer about two weeks before school was back in session, jake had practically begged you to take the class with him. originally when you were given the option to choose between earth science and physics, obviously you weren't even thinking of choosing the latter; but of course, you couldn’t possibly say no to jake’s series of pleads, and the deal had been sealed when you recalled all of the times you had asked him for things–it was only fair that you repay him.

throughout the year you had somehow managed to just barely survive the rigorous course and in a week’s time you would be taking your finals before finally being freed from school while also being blessed with three months of summer vacation; but time passes as though minutes were hours every time you found yourself in your physics class with jake.

you run a hand through your hair while huffing in both boredom and frustration. you were desperate for entertainment; finally becoming bored of counting the numbers of dots in the ceiling, you draped the left side of your body onto the desk before you and stared blankly at jake. “how much until class is over?”

he turns to face you before smiling, “just 3 more minutes.”

suddenly overcome with excitement, you jolt up with a smile on your face but it drops as soon as it appears; the mere mention of homework was enough to make you whine out. again, you turn to jake but this time you were pouting. “can you come over and help me?”

he sighs in defeat, “sure, i'll go right after my practice finishes.”

true to his word, jake had arrived at your house around 8:00pm. after his soccer practice had finished, he rushed almost immediately to the locker room to shower and change before he began his walk to your house.

the walk to your house was rather short, yet he still found himself suffering as a breeze blew against him—the cold, damp locks of his bangs briefly making contact with his forehead. by the time he had arrived, his hair was nearly dry but only at the cost of his bodily warmth.

your mother had opened the door after hearing a series of rushed knocks, immediately pulling him inside. “oh my god, jake, aren't you cold?!” she exclaimed. “do you want something warm? a drink, a blanket…”

“no, i’m fine! thank you though,” he lies with a smile before excusing himself to your room.

jake doesn't bother knocking and immediately walks into your room, tossing his backpack to the floor. you sit up from your bed, furrowing your eyebrows as you watch him. “why are you shaking?”

“i’m fucking freezing,” he admits just as the heater turned on, a slight buzzing noise signaling the action. “you could have just showered here,” you laugh while he sits himself on the floor; joining him only moments after. “i would have reeked,” he groaned.

jake leans to the side, dragging his backpack to where he was and you mirror his actions. a brief moment of silence falls between the two of you as the room fills with sounds of zippers, textbooks being slammed onto the carpet, and the spine of a notebook dragging up the side of a zipper.

swiftly, you rose from the floor and spun on your heels, walking to your desk and slightly bending over the surface as you looked around for your pencil pouch. while your hands busily roamed about the top of your desk in search of the pouch, jake had been watching your every move intently; holding his breath subconsciously as your tight pajama shorts rode up your thigh and even further.

in all honesty, he had never seen you in such a light. for the past three years the two of you had been best friends, the idea of being more than friends or doing things that would imply such, had never crossed his mind. not once had jake ever bothered to think of you in a romantic nor sexual manner.

though you were pretty, jake would admit, that was about as far as his attraction towards you would reach. in his eyes, you were just a girl he was friends with and nothing more.

just then, you turn around with the pencil pouch you had been searching for in hand. you cross your legs and slowly drop to the floor, jake still watching intently just as the image of you sinking down onto his cock ever so slowly, flashes in his mind. knitting his eyebrows together, his eyes screwed shut while he tried to discard the idea.

finally, your bottom meets the floor—your chest bouncing as a result. your face lit up briefly and you immediately began to crawl towards the boy.

again, jake watched you, this time his eyes fell to your exposed cleavage that swayed slightly as you inched towards him. “what are you doing?” he asks, gulping just before you look up.

you pause as your eyes meet his and you tilt your head to express your confusion at such a question. you thought what you were doing was obvious.

it was hard to maintain eye contact with you, he thought. jake simply couldn't help but let his eyes wander and finally fall to your chest. you looked enticing and his mind wandered.

in another reality, you would have been in this exact position; crawling towards him on all fours and purposely exposing yourself to him before hooking your fingers beneath the waistband of his sweats, tugging down his boxers in the process and staring at him in awe as his member quickly sprung up against his-

“i’m gonna sit next to you, duh.”

brought out of his thoughts, jake relaxes momentarily before jolting upwards when he feels your hand on his thigh, forcing it down just slightly as you sit comfortably on the floor next to him. “have you tried working on any?”

“of course not,” you giggle while he busied himself—opening up your notebook as well as his and taking out the homework packet you had been assigned earlier that day. luckily for him, the front page was easy. he smiles, “try this one,” he points at the very first question with the pencil you had given him. “this one’s really easy, okay?”

you look at the question and side eye him as he reads it aloud. “two solid objects are in contact as shown below. heat will always flow from object a to object b if object b has a…”

“specific heat?” you ask, watching as he presses his lips into a thin line. “close,” jake hints. “try it again, i’m not gonna tell you the answers.”

frowning, you read the problem again, skimming over the one that follows only to notice at the very bottom of the boxes mentioned temperatures. your face lights up and you quickly highlight option c—temperature.

the next two problems were easy to get through, but you quickly found yourself losing hope as soon as you read the fourth problem.

you slumped over, holding your head in your hands as you tried to think of the solution. jake is quick to notice your sulken state and sighs in frustration, making room for you to sit between his legs before grasping onto your waist and placing you in front of him; your smaller frame molding right into his as your back pressed up against his chest.

for a brief moment you were startled, but you immediately grew comfortable in the new position. jake relaxes his left hand, sliding it down to hold the side of your hip while his right pointed at the problem once more. “let's do this one together,” he mumbles into your ear.

unlike jake, you harbored feelings for him but you were still well aware that he did not feel the same. honestly, how could you not have feelings for him?

it's no secret that your best friend was handsome and it was a plus that he had the personality he did; he was practically a walking angel—though he wasn't as pure as you might have suspected originally.

throughout your friendship you had come to realize that your best friend’s love language was touch, and to add onto this, he was a flirt. now when added together, you'll get a tease and you were still confused as to whether he acted like this on purpose or completely unknowingly.

at times, jake would find it hard to not have his hands on you in some way. at first it was innocent, he would hold onto your shoulder as you walked in the midst of a crowd, play with your fingers whenever you sat beside him, or even draw small shapes on your hand.

but eventually this would escalate and become things such as caressing the side of your cheek with his thumb before letting it fall to your lips, placing his hand on your inner thigh if you were sitting or leaving it to rest on your hip if you were standing and occasionally he would make you sit in his lap; much similarly to now.

jake grabbed his pencil and proceeded to read out the problem you had been stuck on. “how much heat is transferred when a 0.2 kg piece of copper’s temperature is raised from 50°c to 80°c?”

“i don’t know,” you cry out while your best friend’s hand moves your hair to the side, exposing the entirety of the right side of your neck while he leans his head into the window he had created for himself. “for starters, you need to use something else to solve this,” he laughs. “you know what i’m talking about, right?”

“heat equation.”

jake’s arm dives beneath yours and he leans to write on the paper in front of you, bending you forward a bit before placing his free hand on your waist. the empty space beneath the question soon reading, ‘q=mcΔt’.

continuing his work, you plug in the numbers to the variables and in the small space given to you, you write out, ‘q = (0.2kg)(385j/kg • °c)(80°c - 50°c) = 2310j’ beneath it—after pausing to use the calculator on your phone of course. jake hums to himself, the smallest of smiles painting his face before muttering the words ‘good girl.’

you shiver in response almost immediately as the words register in your mind, squirming slightly between your best friend’s legs. he was more than pleased with your reaction.

jake was positive that you were putty in his hands at this point and with the way his mind never seemed to clean itself of the rather lewd thoughts he had been having about you; it was easy to say that he was putty in your hands as well.

chest pressed up against your back and his lips just centimeters away from touching the outer shell of your ear, “it's good that you've managed to do these few problems by yourself but can you work just as efficiently with distractions?”

your ears perk up and you immediately try to face him, soon feeling his lips brush against your ear. you whimper slightly, cringing slightly at the ticklish sensation.

jake’s head drops to your shoulder and he places a soft kiss at the base of your neck—his lips grazing against your skin before gliding up your neck. “work,” he mumbles, placing yet another kiss before attaching his lips to the area and sucking lightly.

you moan softly, gripping onto your pencil like never before as you move to attempt the next series of problems while his hand that had previously rested on your hip slowly ran up your body, diving beneath the material of your tank top whereas the other bent your leg slightly, hooking beneath your thigh to spread your legs open further for him.

his fingers danced beneath the hem of your tank top while his other hand moved your shorts to the side; humming in response to the gasp you let out at the feeling of cool air meeting your wet core. “it wasn't on purpose,” you joke, referring to your lack of undergarments. he laughs before pressing a kiss to your cheek.

continuing his movements, jake’s hand glides up your stomach, cupping your boob while his fingers trap your nipple between them.

with his right hand, he dips his middle finger between your folds, moving it in an up-and-down motion as he spreads the arousal that gathered there. “who knew you were so…” jake trails, smirking to himself as his fingers rub small circles onto your clit. “dirty,” he finishes, sucking another hickey onto your neck.

your head fell back onto his shoulder when you felt his fingertip prod slightly at your entrance. “tell me, y/n, were you—expecting something like this to happen?” jake asks, pausing between his words before finally pushing his long, slender finger into your hole. “you even went as far as dressing up for me; it's only fair that i acknowledge your efforts and reward you, right?”

his other hand fell to cup your breast, kneading at it slightly while his fingers moved slowly inside of you—his head resting on your shoulder, “you make such pretty noises for me, angel.”

“please,” you breathe out. “want more. want your cock inside of me,” you admit. “is that so?” jake chuckles, lifting his head to place a kiss to your cheek while he pushes another finger into you.

“do you really think you deserve it? ever since i’ve started touching you, it seems like you’ve forgotten about your work; my poor baby got distracted so easily, i should stop,” he coos.

“no!” you cry, grabbing onto his forearm to keep it there—fingers still moving inside of you. “i’ll do better, just please don’t stop,” you whine as he curls his fingers inside of you, pressing up against the spot that nearly made you roll your eyes back.

you scramble to continue your work, making sure to try your best at answering the questions correctly; loving the feeling of his fingers curling up inside of you each time you answered correctly. “and to think that we could have been doing this ages ago—i should make it up to you,” jake teases, pressing yet another kiss to your cheek, removing his hands from you while you cry at the sudden loss of contact.

“get up,” he instructs, the two of you moving to stand before he leans down to pick up the books on the floor, dropping them onto your desk. only seconds after, jake hooks his fingers beneath the waistband of your pajama shorts, dragging them down your thighs while continuing to help you step out of them.

his own sweats followed and you quickly place your hands on his chest, grabbing handfuls of his shirt while bringing him down to your level; locking your lips onto his before he pulls away to sit in your chair—spinning you around so your back is facing him and taking your waist in his hands before sitting you down in his lap.

jake is quick to lift you up, forcing you to hover above him slightly while he takes his painfully hard cock into his hand. he pumps it slowly before gently dragging the tip across your slit—gathering your wetness before pressing into your entrance and pushing into you. the sudden stretch making you gasp and grip tightly onto the arms of the chair while his hands grasped onto your waist once more while you sunk further onto him.

you took him inch by inch, moaning rather loudly at the feeling. “baby, be quiet. you don't want your mom to come up, right?” he smirks, finally filling you up to the brim.

his tip grazed slightly against your cervix and he clasps a hand over your mouth, muffling the moan that had nearly escaped. “ah, i can't imagine what she would say if she saw the state of her precious daughter right now.” you clench around him while subconsciously pressing your ass further onto his lower abdomen.

“clenching around me at the thought of being walked in on, tsk… who knew i was friends with such a slut,” he spat.

“jake, please,”

“please what, angel? i’m not understanding,” he taunts. “please, move. fuck me—i want you so bad,” you beg as tears prick your eyes, threatening to spill out. “and you can have me, baby. as long as you finish this packet and get these problems right, i’ll reward you.” he explains, placing small kisses along your skin while you hurry to grab your pencil.

you were trembling and the mere sight was enough to make your best friend laugh at you. shakily, you press your pencil onto the paper as you attempt to write out your work and answer neatly. jake places his chin on your shoulder, humming with delight as he watches you write.

he smiles to himself, removing his chin from your shoulder and attaches his lips to the crook of your neck, sucking at the skin harshly while his hands grip at your sides, almost pulling you off of him completely before slamming you back down. you yelp at his sudden movements, turning to face him. he laughs at your expression, “i said i would reward you, didn't i?”

you nod hesitantly, shakily returning to your packet to begin the next problem. jake had stilled in you, no longer making an effort to touch or kiss you while you worked and you hated the sudden lack of attention.

so, as you wrote, you began to lift yourself slightly before dropping back down onto his length, moaning softly at the feeling. again, you attempt to lift your hips once more, only to be stopped by jake.

his hands held a death-grip on your hips, forcing you to stay in place. “i never said you could do that,” he growls. “y-you just feel so good—i can't help myself.”

“you're so pathetic—trying to fuck yourself on me when i said that i would reward you; should i just pull out and leave you like this as punishment?”

“no, please. i’ll be good this time.”

he chuckles at your plea, finding how desperate you were for him amusing. “if you want to be good for me then do your work.”

you nod frantically as you scramble to begin the next few problems, clenching around him excitedly.

jake groans in your ear, sucking yet another mark onto your neck before pulling away slightly, letting his lips press kisses along the bruises he had created. “you're already so tight baby, don't do that,” he moans, just before thrusting into you harshly after you finished your problem. “should've fucked this pussy a long time ago.”

with his hands on your hips he lifts you slightly, rutting his hips into the flesh of your ass while your mouth drops open momentarily. you lean over onto the desk, slapping a hand over your mouth to muffle the noises that threatened to escape each time the tip of his cock pressed into your cervix; his moans filling your ear in contrast to the sounds of skin slapping.

you had been at a loss for words, simply basking in the pleasure and making small noises while your best friend fucked you dumb; unable to find it in you to care for the now abandoned assignment. “jake,” you moan, throw your head back to rest on him. “hm?”

“wanna face you,” you mewl, feeling him slowly pull out of you before straddling him while he aligns himself with your entrance once more. with your hands placed on his shoulders, you sink onto him, pressing your lips onto his to silence the moan that nearly slipped out.

“i want to hear you,” he whispers, thrusting into you rapidly while his hand drops onto your ass, harshly kneading at the flesh before smacking it lightly.

you moan out, wrapping your arms around his neck while you continue to bounce in his lap, letting his thrusts meet yours. “so good,” you sob while his thrusts grew erratic.

“i’m close,” jake moans, slamming you onto him desperately as you continue to cry out his name—fingernails digging into the skin of his shoulders before falling down his back as your grip loosens.

“are you gonna let me cum inside baby? gonna let me breed this pretty pussy of yours and let everyone know you're mine?” he asks, watching your eyes screw shut and mouth fall open at his words. “yes, fuck- i’m yours, i'm yours. fill me-” you whimper rather loudly as the knot in your stomach tightens before finally unraveling.

jake groans at your words, watching as you come undone from above him. “so pretty,” he mumbles before pressing a kiss to your lips, arms wrapping around your waist tightly as he rides you through your orgasm, his own following just moments after.

“fuck,” he groans before finally letting his seed release into you.

you whimper at the sudden warmth spreading within you, crying out into jake’s ear while he fucks you through both his and your own high.

one last thrust and you fell limp against him, feeling the hardness buried within you soften before he pulls you off of him and lays you down on your bed, watching between your legs for any cum that threatened to leak.

the boy smiles at you softly before sighing and picking up both his sweats and tugging them back on before placing his hand on the door knob. your eyebrows furrow and you can't help but be filled with a sudden sadness. “are you leaving?”

jake laughs, turning to face you, “no, how could i leave my princess after this? i’m just going to get a towel to clean you up.”

you blink in response before smiling once he steps out, coming back with a towel just as he had promised. he shuts the door behind him, sitting on your bed while pressing the towel to your core; cleaning up any excess cum that resided there before moving to clean your thighs.

“is now a bad time to tell you i like you?”

jake’s heart skips a beat at your confession, yet a smile paints his face. “yes, very bad time. can’t you see i’m cleaning my kids off of you?”

you could just be the one that i need.

genre: smut

member: jay (enhypen)

warnings/notes: afab!reader, dad!jay, dom!jay, breeding kink, slightly aged up jay, riki is jay's son

a/n: you asked for dilf jay, i shall give you dilf jay. i enjoyed writing this so i hope you guys like it, too! title is from thuy's all night long <3

you fucked up.

how could you let yourself fall into such an obvious trap? it was so predictable. too predictable, even. it was almost textbook how easily you ended up in this situation. it's as if the universe was conspiring against you just so you could end up in your exact predicament. it all fell perfectly right into place, it was almost comedic.

you fucked up and you fucked up bad.

"_______?"

you snap out of your trance-like state, eyes adjusting back to the young boy in front of you.

"are you okay?" riki asks, slipping his tiny hand into yours. you swallow thickly, forcing a smile as you nod.

"i'm fine, bub, don't worry," you reply to the wide-eyed six-year-old, gently tugging him along as the two of you exit the elementary school.

"just got a text from your dad, that's all," you add a bit hesitantly, unsure just how much you should be revealing to riki.

"what did he say?" riki asks excitedly, bouncing on the balls of his feet. you pull him closer as you approach the pedestrian lane, eyes trained on the red stop sign in the distance. the two of you stand and wait for a few seconds, riki enthusiastically tugging on your hand as the light turns green.

"well," you begin as you try to keep up with his tiny, energized steps. "he wants me to stay for dinner tonight."

riki squeals in delight, beaming up at you as he hears this.

"you'll have dinner with us? for real?" riki asks, flashing you a bright smile. you laugh, internally cooing at how adorable riki looked despite having lost one of his teeth the previous week.

"i guess," you answer back, helping riki step up on the sidewalk. "i can never say no to your dad."

you sigh to yourself as you say this because it's true.

you can never say no to park jongseong.

that's what got you so worried in the first place. reading his text a few minutes ago made you realize just how deep you are in your attraction to him.

you mentally slap yourself for conjuring that thought. you really shouldn't be attracted to him. he's a dad and your new neighbor. you've known each other for merely a few months and yet you're here, fantasizing about what it would be like to have meals at his house as his partner.

you turn to riki, and you immediately feel the guilt multiply tenfold.

well, in your defense, if it weren't for the little rascal, you wouldn't have gotten so close with jay.

it was one afternoon about six months ago when jay had an emergency he needed to attend to in the office. but it was the weekend. his son was home and he couldn't just haul his six-year-old to his workplace. so, he knocked on your door, remembering that you were around his age, kind enough, and lived alone.

"hi, i know we haven't talked much, but, i don't know who else to ask," jay had begun, a look of panic on his face as you open the door to your apartment. you remember taking a step back, mildly confused at what he was on about.

"can you watch my kid for me?" jay asked, eyes wide and hopeful. you opened your mouth to respond, but nothing came out. you were simply too stunned.

"i promise i'll make it up to you. i just really need to go and i can't leave him alone," jay practically pleaded, hands clasped together as if he was ready to beg.

"sure," was all you could say. the relief on his face as you agreed is still etched in your mind up to this day.

it was kind of cute.

and now, here you are, somewhat of a regular babysitter for riki. jay pays you for your trouble, but you weren't always so keen on accepting his monetary help. you've come to find out that jay could be one heck of a persuader.

the minutes pass as the two of you walk through the city, and before you know it, you've arrived at your apartment building. you huff as you step into the lobby, your legs aching from the walk. you let riki pull on your arm, too tired to resist.

damn, these kids are a handful.

the two of you walk into the elevator, with riki still excitedly hopping around. you put on a faint smile as you watch him. despite everything, he is one cute kid.

the elevator doors open and the two of you step off on your floor. you walk down the long hallway as you fish out the keys to jay's apartment from your pocket. you arrive in front of his unit and you hurriedly slide the key into the lock. this activates the keypad and you immediately punch in the code. with a satisfying beep, the door unlocks and you let yourself and riki in.

"change into your house clothes first before you go and play," you remind riki as you slip your shoes off by the doorway. riki nods before dashing off towards the direction of his bedroom.

just then, your phone vibrates. you pull it out of your back pocket, curious as to what the notification could be. you unlock your phone and your whole body immediately heats up.

from: jay

are you and riki home? let me know.

oh, and there are leftovers in the fridge. you can heat those up if you get hungry.

the third message comes in and you nearly drop your phone in surprise.

it's a picture of jay at the office, his head tilted to the side as he gives the camera a thumbs up.

you stand there, contemplating whether he sent the photo by accident or not. you shake your head a little, willing yourself to snap out of it.

to: jay

thanks, jay! i'll make sure riki gets something to eat, too.

you pause, debating whether you should send your next text. a few seconds pass and with a wildly beating heart, you decide to send it, anyway.

looking good, btw :)

before the embarrassment could get to you, you shove your phone in your pocket before stalking off towards the direction of the kitchen.

---

"i'm home."

you whip around from your seat at the small dining table, eyes immediately landing on jay's figure standing in the kitchen entrance. riki looks up from his homework, face brightening up at the sight of his father.

"dad!" riki calls out, abandoning his worksheets as he jumps out of his seat. he runs to jay and jay is quick to catch his son in his arms, giving him a big, welcoming hug.

"what have you been doing all afternoon?" jay asks, eyes averting to you. you don't miss the easy smile that sits handsomely on his face.

"he took a nap for a few hours then i got him some snacks when he woke up," you begin, standing up from your seat. "and now, we're doing homework."

jay nods, flashing you an even wider smile.

"thanks for helping, _______. always appreciated," jay says, turning to riki to ruffle his hair. the young boy smiles and hurries back to his chair, determined to finish his homework for the day.

"so, you'll stay for dinner, right?" jay asks, walking over to the refrigerator. you watch as he takes a pitcher of water out, eyes focused on the way his nimble fingers move as he pours himself a drink.

"um, if you want me to," you answer meekly, tearing your eyes away from his hands, averting your gaze to his face instead.

jay chuckles, taking a sip of his water. he keeps his eyes on you as he does so and you're compelled to break eye contact but for some reason, you can't.

"i wouldn't have invited you if i didn't want to," jay offers matter-of-factly. he sets his glass down on the kitchen island.

"i'll cook riki's favorite tonight," jay says, pulling out his phone from his pocket.

you feel your stomach flip as you observe jay some more, the way his sleeves are rolled up to his elbows, the loose tie around his neck, his hair falling perfectly against his forehead.

"that is, if i can find a good recipe," jay mumbles mostly to himself, fingers tapping away on his phone.

"you'll make bungeoppang?" riki asks, visibly perking up. jay gives a little laugh.

"no, silly. we can't have bungeoppang for dinner," jay explains as he opens the refrigerator again, rummaging through its contents. "dumplings. your other favorite, buddy.

"______ likes bungeoppang. they won't mind," riki points out innocently, scribbling away at his notebook.

jay turns around and gives you a look, an easy smile settling on his face.

"well, then, i'll have to cook bungeoppang next time," jay comments as he's pulling out ingredients from the fridge. he arranges them neatly on the counter, a look of concentration on his face.

"i can give you a hand," you offer, pushing yourself off your seat.

"no, no," jay hurriedly says, motioning for you to sit back down. "i can't have our guest helping out in the kitchen."

jay keeps his handsome smile and you take a deep breath, willing your nerves to settle down.

"alright," you agree, seating yourself back on your chair. "but, let me know if you need anything."

"i need you to keep sitting there like the pretty little thing you are," jay says with a chuckle, sending a little wink your way.

it takes everything in you not to faint right there.

---

"right in front of your kid, really?"

you try to say it as a joke, but you can't help the nervous flip-flopping of your stomach as you watch jay emerge from the short hallway coming from riki's room.

"what?" jay asks, smirking as he cocks his head to the side. he slowly walks over to your spot on the couch, hands in his pockets as he looks down at you. you turn your gaze to the side, suddenly too embarrassed to say anything.

"nothing," you say.

"oh, when i called you pretty?" jay clarifies, sliding into the space beside you. you're suddenly aware of his proximity and it makes your skin tingle.

"riki calls you pretty all the time, you know," jay informs and you abruptly turn to him, mildly surprised.

"and," jay continues. "i agree."

you feel a deep, warm blush spread across your face and down to your neck.

"th-thanks," you stutter out. you stare at jay for a few seconds and he stares back. after a moment, you shakily stand up from the couch, fiddling with your hands as you turn back to jay.

"i should probably head home now," you declare, walking over to your bag sitting at the other end of the couch. you sling it over your shoulder, heart racing as you make a beeline for the door.

"thank you for the dinner—"

"please stay."

you look back at jay, who has also stood up, his eyes wide and somewhat pleading. you swallow, unsure of what to do.

fuck, he really knows how to keep you wrapped around his finger.

"i-," you begin, a million thoughts running through your brain.

"are you sure?" you ask, gripping tightly onto the strap of your bag. jay smiles, taking a few steps towards you.

"_______," jay says breathily, your name rolling off his tongue in the most attractive way possible. you swallow as he comes closer, close enough that you can see the tiny moles smattered across his face.

"i'm sure," jay says quietly, taking your hand in his. he slips your bag off your shoulder with his other hand, placing it back onto the couch before pulling you back to sit down.

you eye him cautiously, your chest uncomfortably tight. jay seems to sense your tense demeanor because his hold on your hand tightens, his thumb rubbing along your knuckles.

"is this okay?" jay asks, gesturing to your connected hands. you hurriedly nod, letting yourself relax a bit.

"jay, um...," you begin, eyes staring intently at the carpet on the floor, unsure of what to say next. you feel the tension in the air, no doubt. the way jay grips onto your hand has butterflies flitting around in your stomach, as well. the whole situation tells you that tonight might be a little different than the rest, but the fear of overstepping your boundaries still presents itself in your mind.

"_______," jay interrupts, reaching over to cup one side of your face in his hand. goosebumps arise on your skin as you feel jay leaning in closer, his scent overcoming your senses.

"you're...incredibly beautiful," jay points out, deep eyes scanning over your face.

"can i kiss you?"

a flood of emotions runs through your entire body, and before you can stop yourself, you're nodding at his request. jay exhales, closing the gap between you two as he takes your lips in his. he parts his mouth slightly, and you respond eagerly, kissing him harder. jay moans softly as you lightly suck on his lower lip, the sound of his voice sending a wave of wetness through your core.

"bedroom," jay commands, pulling you up from the couch, breaking the kiss. you follow him deeper into the apartment, stopping at a door at the very end of the hall. jay opens the door, tugging you along inside.

the air is knocked out of you as you feel yourself being pressed up against the wooden door, jay's hands roughly grabbing at your hips. his lips are back on yours and you kiss back almost hungrily, the thrill of the situation finally catching up to you.

"god, i've wanted you for so long," jay admits, slipping his hands under your shirt before smoothing them up over your bare torso. he bunches it up higher until your breasts are exposed. you whimper when you feel him grab at one of them.

you hurriedly pull your shirt off you completely, reaching over to tug at the hem of jay's shirt as well. in one swift motion, he pulls the material over his head and discards it on the floor. with an arm wrapped around your waist, he walks backward towards the bed, pulling you along until the two of you fall onto the plush mattress, limbs tangled and lips finding each other in another messy kiss.

the two of you waste no time in shedding off your bottoms and underwear, too excited for what's to come. jay eyes your exposed pussy, his tongue poking out to wet his lips. he crawls down towards your core, eyes staring into yours intently. he only breaks eye contact when he gives an experimental lick up your folds, causing you to moan at the sensation.

"jay...," you breath out, head thrown back as you feel him wrap his lips around your clit, tongue warm and flat against the bundle of nerves. jay sucks relentlessly, building up the pressure in your abdomen as you thrash around helplessly above him.

"jay, fuck, that feels so good," you whine, bucking your hips up into his mouth. jay groans, a large hand pressing down on your hips to keep you in place. his mouth doesn't falter as he continues to eat you out, his tongue now flicking stiffly against your clit.

"just like that, yes," you encourage, feeling the knot in your stomach tighten impossibly. jay has both his hands pinning you down onto the bed now, and you struggle against him, the sensations nearly too much for you to handle.

"i-i'm gonna cum," you warn and jay takes this as a sign to go even harder. he laps at your pussy like a starved man, and you nearly shriek at the added intensity. you thread your fingers through his hair, tugging harshly as you feel your orgasm inch closer and closer.

finally, the knot in your stomach unravels and you're thrown into euphoria, your vision turning white as you cum all over jay's mouth. he eagerly licks away at your juices, sending shivers up your spine as you slowly come down from your high.

you're panting at this point, but you somehow know that this is far from over.

jay wipes away at his mouth with the back of his hand before crawling over you, a smirk gracing his lips.

"you taste and sound so much better than i've imagined," jay says, brushing away some of your hair from your face.

"yeah?" you question, legs parting to accomodate him. you lock your ankles around his hips, pulling him closer. you feel the tip of his cock brush against your folds and you bite back a moan.

"you've thought about this?" you ask, fingernails lightly raking down jay's toned chest before coming to a stop at his abdomen.

jay chuckles, dipping down to place kisses along your neck.

"all the time," jay declares, sucking on a spot right above your collarbone. you moan out, but it's abruptly cut off when you feel jay line himself up with your aching hole, the tip pushing in without warning.

jay slowly pushes in all the way and the both of you sigh in relief and pleasure as you feel jay press up right against your cervix.

"fuck, you're so big," you babble out before you could stop yourself. jay looks at you, delivering his first thrust, and you whimper helplessly, a hand clutched over your mouth.

"you can take it," jay urges, eyes dark with lust. "i know you can."

your eyes almost roll back at his words, the stretch in between your legs only adding to the pleasure. jay starts to move, picking up speed as he goes along. his hands grip onto your thighs, pressing them closer to your body as he fucks into you, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the room.

"you know," jay begins, still moving at an unrelenting pace. "i've always thought about having another kid."

you feel yourself involuntarily clench down around him as you realize what he's implying. jay groans, slamming into you harder.

"i wasn't sure about it, but that was before you came along," jay says through gritted teeth. he leans down so his mouth is right next to your ear.

"so fucking breedable, i just knew i had to fuck you the day i met you," jay grunts into your ear and you let out a long, pathetic whine.

"yes, please," you let out weakly. "please, i need your cum in me."

jay chuckles darkly, picking up his pace even more. you want to scream at how hard he's going but you know you can't risk it.

"oh, i'll give it to you, alright."

jay pounds into you with reckless abandon, and you feel as if you're floating on air. you grip onto the sheets below you, trying to anchor yourself onto something, anything. jay leans down to capture your lips in his and you gladly accept, moaning into his mouth as you feel him hit that one spot inside of you repeatedly.

you lie there, taking it as much as you can, but you know you can't last any longer.

"i'm gonna cum, again" you warn, arms wrapping around jay's neck in an attempt to pull him closer.

"that's it, baby," jay hums against your skin as he peppers kisses down the side of your face.

"cum for me. only for me."

and that had been your undoing. you see flashes of white as you clench around jay, encasing his cock against your walls. you hear jay groan in your ear, belatedly realizing that he, too, has reached his high and is now spilling himself inside of you. he gives a few more thrusts, making you whine in overstimulation. he stills after a few moments, breathing heavily.

jay pulls out, watching as his cum drips out of you slowly. he bites his lips, fingering the milky liquid back into your hole.

"mmm, jay," you murmur weakly, and jay merely chuckles, pulling his fingers out as he kisses you sweetly.

"too much?" jay asks, concern suddenly evident in his eyes. you smile and shake your head.

"no," you answer. "just perfect."

jay beams at this, plopping down beside you. he pulls you against his chest, placing a chaste kiss on your forehead. the two of you lay there in silence, listening to each other's breathing as the night further deepens.

"so...what happens now?" you ask, tracing patterns on jay's chest.

"i'll tell riki that he can call you 'mom', from now on" jay answers, tucking your head under his chin. you giggle, hitting his arm lightly.

"so, we're dating?" you ask, peering up at jay. he looks back down at you and smiles.

"only if you want to," he replies. without missing a beat, you nod.

"i want to."

distractions

pairing: bestfriend!jake x fem!reader

summary: “it's good that you've managed to do these few problems by yourself but can you work just as efficiently with distractions?” the answer is no—no, you can't.

warnings: smut, explicit & vulgar language, fingering (fem receiving), attempted cockwarming, breeding kink, mentions of exhibitionism, slight praise & degradation also not proofread at all LMFAO

words: 3.8k

this work is nsfw! reader discretion is advised. you have been warned.

math has never been your best subject and you don't know why you had ever let yourself be persuaded into taking physics, a science class that revolved around math.

you recall the previous summer about two weeks before school was back in session, jake had practically begged you to take the class with him. originally when you were given the option to choose between earth science and physics, obviously you weren't even thinking of choosing the latter; but of course, you couldn’t possibly say no to jake’s series of pleads, and the deal had been sealed when you recalled all of the times you had asked him for things–it was only fair that you repay him.

you recall the previous summer about two weeks before school was back in session, jake had practically begged you to take the class with him. originally when you were given the option to choose between earth science and physics, obviously you weren't even thinking of choosing the latter; but of course, you couldn’t possibly say no to jake’s series of pleads, and the deal had been sealed when you recalled all of the times you had asked him for things–it was only fair that you repay him.

throughout the year you had somehow managed to just barely survive the rigorous course and in a week’s time you would be taking your finals before finally being freed from school while also being blessed with three months of summer vacation; but time passes as though minutes were hours every time you found yourself in your physics class with jake.

you run a hand through your hair while huffing in both boredom and frustration. you were desperate for entertainment; finally becoming bored of counting the numbers of dots in the ceiling, you draped the left side of your body onto the desk before you and stared blankly at jake. “how much until class is over?”

he turns to face you before smiling, “just 3 more minutes.”

suddenly overcome with excitement, you jolt up with a smile on your face but it drops as soon as it appears; the mere mention of homework was enough to make you whine out. again, you turn to jake but this time you were pouting. “can you come over and help me?”

he sighs in defeat, “sure, i'll go right after my practice finishes.”

true to his word, jake had arrived at your house around 8:00pm. after his soccer practice had finished, he rushed almost immediately to the locker room to shower and change before he began his walk to your house.

the walk to your house was rather short, yet he still found himself suffering as a breeze blew against him—the cold, damp locks of his bangs briefly making contact with his forehead. by the time he had arrived, his hair was nearly dry but only at the cost of his bodily warmth.

your mother had opened the door after hearing a series of rushed knocks, immediately pulling him inside. “oh my god, jake, aren't you cold?!” she exclaimed. “do you want something warm? a drink, a blanket…”

“no, i’m fine! thank you though,” he lies with a smile before excusing himself to your room.

jake doesn't bother knocking and immediately walks into your room, tossing his backpack to the floor. you sit up from your bed, furrowing your eyebrows as you watch him. “why are you shaking?”

“i’m fucking freezing,” he admits just as the heater turned on, a slight buzzing noise signaling the action. “you could have just showered here,” you laugh while he sits himself on the floor; joining him only moments after. “i would have reeked,” he groaned.

jake leans to the side, dragging his backpack to where he was and you mirror his actions. a brief moment of silence falls between the two of you as the room fills with sounds of zippers, textbooks being slammed onto the carpet, and the spine of a notebook dragging up the side of a zipper.

swiftly, you rose from the floor and spun on your heels, walking to your desk and slightly bending over the surface as you looked around for your pencil pouch. while your hands busily roamed about the top of your desk in search of the pouch, jake had been watching your every move intently; holding his breath subconsciously as your tight pajama shorts rode up your thigh and even further.

in all honesty, he had never seen you in such a light. for the past three years the two of you had been best friends, the idea of being more than friends or doing things that would imply such, had never crossed his mind. not once had jake ever bothered to think of you in a romantic nor sexual manner.

though you were pretty, jake would admit, that was about as far as his attraction towards you would reach. in his eyes, you were just a girl he was friends with and nothing more.

just then, you turn around with the pencil pouch you had been searching for in hand. you cross your legs and slowly drop to the floor, jake still watching intently just as the image of you sinking down onto his cock ever so slowly, flashes in his mind. knitting his eyebrows together, his eyes screwed shut while he tried to discard the idea.

finally, your bottom meets the floor—your chest bouncing as a result. your face lit up briefly and you immediately began to crawl towards the boy.

again, jake watched you, this time his eyes fell to your exposed cleavage that swayed slightly as you inched towards him. “what are you doing?” he asks, gulping just before you look up.

you pause as your eyes meet his and you tilt your head to express your confusion at such a question. you thought what you were doing was obvious.

it was hard to maintain eye contact with you, he thought. jake simply couldn't help but let his eyes wander and finally fall to your chest. you looked enticing and his mind wandered.

in another reality, you would have been in this exact position; crawling towards him on all fours and purposely exposing yourself to him before hooking your fingers beneath the waistband of his sweats, tugging down his boxers in the process and staring at him in awe as his member quickly sprung up against his-

“i’m gonna sit next to you, duh.”

brought out of his thoughts, jake relaxes momentarily before jolting upwards when he feels your hand on his thigh, forcing it down just slightly as you sit comfortably on the floor next to him. “have you tried working on any?”

“of course not,” you giggle while he busied himself—opening up your notebook as well as his and taking out the homework packet you had been assigned earlier that day. luckily for him, the front page was easy. he smiles, “try this one,” he points at the very first question with the pencil you had given him. “this one’s really easy, okay?”

you look at the question and side eye him as he reads it aloud. “two solid objects are in contact as shown below. heat will always flow from object a to object b if object b has a…”

“specific heat?” you ask, watching as he presses his lips into a thin line. “close,” jake hints. “try it again, i’m not gonna tell you the answers.”

frowning, you read the problem again, skimming over the one that follows only to notice at the very bottom of the boxes mentioned temperatures. your face lights up and you quickly highlight option c—temperature.

the next two problems were easy to get through, but you quickly found yourself losing hope as soon as you read the fourth problem.

you slumped over, holding your head in your hands as you tried to think of the solution. jake is quick to notice your sulken state and sighs in frustration, making room for you to sit between his legs before grasping onto your waist and placing you in front of him; your smaller frame molding right into his as your back pressed up against his chest.

for a brief moment you were startled, but you immediately grew comfortable in the new position. jake relaxes his left hand, sliding it down to hold the side of your hip while his right pointed at the problem once more. “let's do this one together,” he mumbles into your ear.

unlike jake, you harbored feelings for him but you were still well aware that he did not feel the same. honestly, how could you not have feelings for him?

it's no secret that your best friend was handsome and it was a plus that he had the personality he did; he was practically a walking angel—though he wasn't as pure as you might have suspected originally.

throughout your friendship you had come to realize that your best friend’s love language was touch, and to add onto this, he was a flirt. now when added together, you'll get a tease and you were still confused as to whether he acted like this on purpose or completely unknowingly.

at times, jake would find it hard to not have his hands on you in some way. at first it was innocent, he would hold onto your shoulder as you walked in the midst of a crowd, play with your fingers whenever you sat beside him, or even draw small shapes on your hand.

but eventually this would escalate and become things such as caressing the side of your cheek with his thumb before letting it fall to your lips, placing his hand on your inner thigh if you were sitting or leaving it to rest on your hip if you were standing and occasionally he would make you sit in his lap; much similarly to now.

jake grabbed his pencil and proceeded to read out the problem you had been stuck on. “how much heat is transferred when a 0.2 kg piece of copper’s temperature is raised from 50°c to 80°c?”

“i don’t know,” you cry out while your best friend’s hand moves your hair to the side, exposing the entirety of the right side of your neck while he leans his head into the window he had created for himself. “for starters, you need to use something else to solve this,” he laughs. “you know what i’m talking about, right?”

“heat equation.”

jake’s arm dives beneath yours and he leans to write on the paper in front of you, bending you forward a bit before placing his free hand on your waist. the empty space beneath the question soon reading, ‘q=mcΔt’.

continuing his work, you plug in the numbers to the variables and in the small space given to you, you write out, ‘q = (0.2kg)(385j/kg • °c)(80°c - 50°c) = 2310j’ beneath it—after pausing to use the calculator on your phone of course. jake hums to himself, the smallest of smiles painting his face before muttering the words ‘good girl.’

you shiver in response almost immediately as the words register in your mind, squirming slightly between your best friend’s legs. he was more than pleased with your reaction.

jake was positive that you were putty in his hands at this point and with the way his mind never seemed to clean itself of the rather lewd thoughts he had been having about you; it was easy to say that he was putty in your hands as well.

chest pressed up against your back and his lips just centimeters away from touching the outer shell of your ear, “it's good that you've managed to do these few problems by yourself but can you work just as efficiently with distractions?”

your ears perk up and you immediately try to face him, soon feeling his lips brush against your ear. you whimper slightly, cringing slightly at the ticklish sensation.

jake’s head drops to your shoulder and he places a soft kiss at the base of your neck—his lips grazing against your skin before gliding up your neck. “work,” he mumbles, placing yet another kiss before attaching his lips to the area and sucking lightly.

you moan softly, gripping onto your pencil like never before as you move to attempt the next series of problems while his hand that had previously rested on your hip slowly ran up your body, diving beneath the material of your tank top whereas the other bent your leg slightly, hooking beneath your thigh to spread your legs open further for him.

his fingers danced beneath the hem of your tank top while his other hand moved your shorts to the side; humming in response to the gasp you let out at the feeling of cool air meeting your wet core. “it wasn't on purpose,” you joke, referring to your lack of undergarments. he laughs before pressing a kiss to your cheek.

continuing his movements, jake’s hand glides up your stomach, cupping your boob while his fingers trap your nipple between them.

with his right hand, he dips his middle finger between your folds, moving it in an up-and-down motion as he spreads the arousal that gathered there. “who knew you were so…” jake trails, smirking to himself as his fingers rub small circles onto your clit. “dirty,” he finishes, sucking another hickey onto your neck.

your head fell back onto his shoulder when you felt his fingertip prod slightly at your entrance. “tell me, y/n, were you—expecting something like this to happen?” jake asks, pausing between his words before finally pushing his long, slender finger into your hole. “you even went as far as dressing up for me; it's only fair that i acknowledge your efforts and reward you, right?”

his other hand fell to cup your breast, kneading at it slightly while his fingers moved slowly inside of you—his head resting on your shoulder, “you make such pretty noises for me, angel.”

“please,” you breathe out. “want more. want your cock inside of me,” you admit. “is that so?” jake chuckles, lifting his head to place a kiss to your cheek while he pushes another finger into you.

“do you really think you deserve it? ever since i’ve started touching you, it seems like you’ve forgotten about your work; my poor baby got distracted so easily, i should stop,” he coos.

“no!” you cry, grabbing onto his forearm to keep it there—fingers still moving inside of you. “i’ll do better, just please don’t stop,” you whine as he curls his fingers inside of you, pressing up against the spot that nearly made you roll your eyes back.

you scramble to continue your work, making sure to try your best at answering the questions correctly; loving the feeling of his fingers curling up inside of you each time you answered correctly. “and to think that we could have been doing this ages ago—i should make it up to you,” jake teases, pressing yet another kiss to your cheek, removing his hands from you while you cry at the sudden loss of contact.

“get up,” he instructs, the two of you moving to stand before he leans down to pick up the books on the floor, dropping them onto your desk. only seconds after, jake hooks his fingers beneath the waistband of your pajama shorts, dragging them down your thighs while continuing to help you step out of them.

his own sweats followed and you quickly place your hands on his chest, grabbing handfuls of his shirt while bringing him down to your level; locking your lips onto his before he pulls away to sit in your chair—spinning you around so your back is facing him and taking your waist in his hands before sitting you down in his lap.

jake is quick to lift you up, forcing you to hover above him slightly while he takes his painfully hard cock into his hand. he pumps it slowly before gently dragging the tip across your slit—gathering your wetness before pressing into your entrance and pushing into you. the sudden stretch making you gasp and grip tightly onto the arms of the chair while his hands grasped onto your waist once more while you sunk further onto him.

you took him inch by inch, moaning rather loudly at the feeling. “baby, be quiet. you don't want your mom to come up, right?” he smirks, finally filling you up to the brim.

his tip grazed slightly against your cervix and he clasps a hand over your mouth, muffling the moan that had nearly escaped. “ah, i can't imagine what she would say if she saw the state of her precious daughter right now.” you clench around him while subconsciously pressing your ass further onto his lower abdomen.

“clenching around me at the thought of being walked in on, tsk… who knew i was friends with such a slut,” he spat.

“jake, please,”

“please what, angel? i’m not understanding,” he taunts. “please, move. fuck me—i want you so bad,” you beg as tears prick your eyes, threatening to spill out. “and you can have me, baby. as long as you finish this packet and get these problems right, i’ll reward you.” he explains, placing small kisses along your skin while you hurry to grab your pencil.

you were trembling and the mere sight was enough to make your best friend laugh at you. shakily, you press your pencil onto the paper as you attempt to write out your work and answer neatly. jake places his chin on your shoulder, humming with delight as he watches you write.

he smiles to himself, removing his chin from your shoulder and attaches his lips to the crook of your neck, sucking at the skin harshly while his hands grip at your sides, almost pulling you off of him completely before slamming you back down. you yelp at his sudden movements, turning to face him. he laughs at your expression, “i said i would reward you, didn't i?”

you nod hesitantly, shakily returning to your packet to begin the next problem. jake had stilled in you, no longer making an effort to touch or kiss you while you worked and you hated the sudden lack of attention.

so, as you wrote, you began to lift yourself slightly before dropping back down onto his length, moaning softly at the feeling. again, you attempt to lift your hips once more, only to be stopped by jake.

his hands held a death-grip on your hips, forcing you to stay in place. “i never said you could do that,” he growls. “y-you just feel so good—i can't help myself.”

“you're so pathetic—trying to fuck yourself on me when i said that i would reward you; should i just pull out and leave you like this as punishment?”

“no, please. i’ll be good this time.”

he chuckles at your plea, finding how desperate you were for him amusing. “if you want to be good for me then do your work.”

you nod frantically as you scramble to begin the next few problems, clenching around him excitedly.

jake groans in your ear, sucking yet another mark onto your neck before pulling away slightly, letting his lips press kisses along the bruises he had created. “you're already so tight baby, don't do that,” he moans, just before thrusting into you harshly after you finished your problem. “should've fucked this pussy a long time ago.”

with his hands on your hips he lifts you slightly, rutting his hips into the flesh of your ass while your mouth drops open momentarily. you lean over onto the desk, slapping a hand over your mouth to muffle the noises that threatened to escape each time the tip of his cock pressed into your cervix; his moans filling your ear in contrast to the sounds of skin slapping.

you had been at a loss for words, simply basking in the pleasure and making small noises while your best friend fucked you dumb; unable to find it in you to care for the now abandoned assignment. “jake,” you moan, throw your head back to rest on him. “hm?”

“wanna face you,” you mewl, feeling him slowly pull out of you before straddling him while he aligns himself with your entrance once more. with your hands placed on his shoulders, you sink onto him, pressing your lips onto his to silence the moan that nearly slipped out.

“i want to hear you,” he whispers, thrusting into you rapidly while his hand drops onto your ass, harshly kneading at the flesh before smacking it lightly.

you moan out, wrapping your arms around his neck while you continue to bounce in his lap, letting his thrusts meet yours. “so good,” you sob while his thrusts grew erratic.

“i’m close,” jake moans, slamming you onto him desperately as you continue to cry out his name—fingernails digging into the skin of his shoulders before falling down his back as your grip loosens.

“are you gonna let me cum inside baby? gonna let me breed this pretty pussy of yours and let everyone know you're mine?” he asks, watching your eyes screw shut and mouth fall open at his words. “yes, fuck- i’m yours, i'm yours. fill me-” you whimper rather loudly as the knot in your stomach tightens before finally unraveling.

jake groans at your words, watching as you come undone from above him. “so pretty,” he mumbles before pressing a kiss to your lips, arms wrapping around your waist tightly as he rides you through your orgasm, his own following just moments after.

“fuck,” he groans before finally letting his seed release into you.

you whimper at the sudden warmth spreading within you, crying out into jake’s ear while he fucks you through both his and your own high.

one last thrust and you fell limp against him, feeling the hardness buried within you soften before he pulls you off of him and lays you down on your bed, watching between your legs for any cum that threatened to leak.

the boy smiles at you softly before sighing and picking up both his sweats and tugging them back on before placing his hand on the door knob. your eyebrows furrow and you can't help but be filled with a sudden sadness. “are you leaving?”

jake laughs, turning to face you, “no, how could i leave my princess after this? i’m just going to get a towel to clean you up.”

you blink in response before smiling once he steps out, coming back with a towel just as he had promised. he shuts the door behind him, sitting on your bed while pressing the towel to your core; cleaning up any excess cum that resided there before moving to clean your thighs.

“is now a bad time to tell you i like you?”

jake’s heart skips a beat at your confession, yet a smile paints his face. “yes, very bad time. can’t you see i’m cleaning my kids off of you?”

the a-list

❝ our friendship was already ruined the day i fell for you.❞

PAIRING ▸ park jongseong x fem!reader (ft. park sunghoon)

GENRES ▸ smut, fluff, angst, gossip girl au, rich kid au, fake dating au, friends to lovers

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexual tension !!, jay and mc are the chuck and blair, enemies to lovers dynamic but they’re friends i swear, toxic rich kids doing toxic rich kid things, jay calls you princess which definitely needs a warning, smut content, oral (f. receiving), oral (m. receiving), thigh riding, dry humping, fingering, multiple orgasms, corruption kink, dacryphilia, slight degradation

SUMMARY ▸ life seems to finally be going your way. that is, until your boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend is back, and gossip girl appears to be out to get you. but there’s only room for one queen bee in the upper east side, and with a hand from your best friend, park jongseong, you’re going to make sure it’s you.

WORD COUNT ▸ 10193 words

PLAYLIST ▸ fever by enhypen • positions by ariana grande • daddy issues by the neighborhood • swim by chase atlantic

TAG LIST ▸ @msxflower​ @danyxthirstae01 @shusan @hobistigma @dearlylhs @3ggieyolk @jayparkfromenhypen @pc-yeolie @sunghonkers @yeetyyeetyet @papiibuprofen @seuomo @wifemeupforsan @kkmlhnng @kyleeanne @blank-velvet @god-is-a-homosexual @neovrse @luvjaysbae​ @heelariously​ @sxirx11 

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ this is sooo long overdue, but i’m so glad i wrote it because rich kid aus are my everything. also this fic was kickstarted by this and this :’) i hope you guys enjoy !! ♡ ps: you don’t need to know anything about gossip girl to read this 

IT MIGHT HAVE COME OFF AS A SURPRISE FOR ONE TO HEAR THAT YOU HAD THE PARK JONGSEONG WRAPPED AROUND YOUR FINGER. He was a man of class, of refinery. Well, at least that was how he presented himself when he wasn’t being a complete and utter sleaze.

Coming from a family of old money, Jongseong’s father owned a chain of hotels and resorts worldwide. You weren’t quite at their level, but you couldn’t sell your father short. As a world renown fashion designer, your father styled several celebrities and was even good friends with the Parks. They were probably the richest family in Seoul, just barely topping their rivals, who happened to be your boyfriend’s family.

Said boyfriend, Park Sunghoon, wasn’t as perfect as Jongseong, and that was why your mother was a touch disappointed when you ended up dating the wrong best friend.

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PAIRING | soft dom!yuta x reader, ceo!yuta x assistant!reader

WC | 3.058k

WARNINGS | daddy kink, size kink, thigh slapping, slight cock stepping, intimidating yuta

SONG | STAR - BROCKHAMPTON

A.N | repost of my older work

WRITTEN BY | sam <3

The thing about Nakamoto Yuta was that he intimidated everyone.

Whenever he walked into a room, the people ducked their heads and avoided their eyes, because the last thing they wanted to do, was meet his.

He had a sense of power. Rightfully so, as he was one of Seoul’s richest and most successful CEOs but climbing the ranks so easily at such a young age had it disadvantages.

His came in the form of solitude.

Spending all his time with his nose in his books and presence in business meetings, Mr. Nakamoto had no time for dating, no time for women. Despite this, women threw themselves at him. Even his own colleagues introduced their daughters in hope he might taking a liking to them, but it was useless. He turned each one down with a soft smile and an even softer apology. It was their fault; he simply had no interest.

Until he met you.

You had come into his firm fresh out of school, seeking an intern position, hoping the company saw potential in you and offered you a permanent position, but it wasn’t the company that did, it was Nakamoto Yuta himself.

The first time he laid eyes on you, you were huddled over your keyboard furiously typing away, hair falling into your eyes, and completely unaware of your surroundings.

When he cleared his throat to get your attention, you had looked up with incredulous eyes, perfect lips set in a pout, eyebrows quirked.

He watched you slowly realize who he was, and as you bowed in respect, his entire body seized in spikes of ice and fire.

The form fitting pencil skirt and too tight blouse hugged your body in ways he wished his hands did. It wasn’t right to think of you like this. You were his employee, and noticeably a few years younger than him, but that didn’t stop his mind from producing such filthy images of you bent over the desk for everyone to see.

So, it became a habit.

Every morning he would greet you at your desk, you would bow in return, and his mind would develop filthier and filthier fantasies.

Within a month you were offered a position, but not as a first-year associate like you were interning to be. Mr. Nakamoto wanted you to be his personal assistant.

You almost refused on the spot. You weren’t interning to run and get peoples coffee in the morning, and do their dry cleaning, you were there to become one of the best damn associates they’d ever seen, but the details were very convincing.

You would get paid almost triple an associate’s salary, they’d rent and pay for an apartment of your choice, provided it was in the same building as Mr. Nakamoto, and they’d buy you a car. You really had no choice but to graciously accept.

Plus, being that close to someone so handsome and powerful wasn’t half bad as you’d come to learn.

When Yuta got word that you had accepted the position, he had been slouched in his office chair, watching you through the glass.

How could someone so pretty be working a job like this? Slaving over paperwork day in and day out. Someone with curves like yours should be treated like a queen, a goddess to his god.

Extending his offer of employment was the only way he could get close to you, and as you accepted, it seemed you’d want the same thing.

First day on the job wasn’t too bad.

You mostly sat around filtering through paperwork and highlighting important text. It was busy work. Something to keep you occupied in the corner while Yuta sat at his desk sneaking glances at your uncovered thighs.

They looked so soft, so cute and innocent, so small compared to the size of his hand.

And your blouse, partly unbuttoned exposing the tops of your breasts when you leant down to highlight something.

It wasn’t fair how seeing only a little bit of your body made his suit pants tighten, restricting his growing bulge.

By the end of the first week, he was sending you home early, because he couldn’t stand you in his office for the whole day. It was too much.

At the end of the first month, he could have sworn you were teasing him with each flirtatious conversation.

It was obvious he wanted you. You could feel his gaze on you each day you went in. You purposefully undid your blouse and rolled your skirt up a little too far. You wanted him to want you.

And so, he did.

It was just before lunch when he was called into a meeting. He debated on sending you home now but tossed the idea away when he realized you needed to be there to take notes.

It was what you were hired to do, anyways.

You two seemed to be the last ones to enter the conference room, so you had no choice but to take the two chairs on the end facing each other.

Sitting down in a huff, you realize you were the only woman in the room.

Great.

Yuta didn’t particular like when all the men turned to see you both walk in. He wanted to be the only one that saw you. The only one to watch you.

Oh well.

As the meeting dragged on, yuta couldn’t keep focus. Instead, he took it upon himself to watch the way you wrote the notes so carefully.

His gaze traveled up from your hand, up your arm, and across your chest, exposed by the low cut of the blouse you were wearing. His eyes lingered a bit too long on your neck, mouth watering at the thought of pressing delicate kissing along the vein that stood out. He flicked his eyes up to your lips, mind wandering on how it would feel to bruise them with his own. When he was done savoring the image, he finally met your own eyes. He quirked an eyebrow, immediately making your cheeks grow hot.

You look at your paper, furiously scribbling. Anything to forget that Nakamoto Yuta was staring at you like he wanted to fuck you right then and there.

Perhaps it was instinct rather than actual common sense that took over you in the moment, but the next thing you know, you slip off one of your shoes. From underneath the table, you find his inner ankle and slowly drag your foot up his leg.

You find smug satisfaction when he jumps at your touch. A few of the men at the table looks his way but find nothing interesting and turn back to watch the presenter.

Thank god the table was solid wood and not glass like in his office.

When you reach his inner thigh, you look him in the eyes. His are filled with shock, mouth turned down in a small frown. You could tell he was holding his breath, waiting for your next move.

You quirk an eyebrow at him, like he did to you not to long ago, and gently press down on the crotch of his pants. He closes his eyes slowly, and you feel his hips move against you. He was too vulnerable in this position.

You keep your foot there for the rest of the meeting, only moving it when the presenter concludes.

The look on Yuta’s face is hardened. His lips were pressed into a thin line, eyebrows drawn down to accentuate his dark eyes.

Uh Oh.

The walk back to his office was held in silence, his hand rest on the small of your back, guiding the whole way. He had you slightly in front of him to conceal the bulge in his pants. You’d be smug about the whole situation, but his fingertips dug into your back.

He closed the office door behind him and immediately pulled the blinds down to hide you two from view. The only window left open was the one that looked out onto the city skyline.

No one could see you from there.

You sat timidly on the edge of his desk, waiting for him. It was his move now.

He walked up to you slowly, took both of his hands and placed them on your knees, pulling them apart so he could slot himself between your thighs.

“Did you think that was funny?” He asks, looking down at you.

Your eyes are downcast, gleaming at the floor when you respond, “Yeah, actually. Feeling you jump was pretty funny.” You snicker.

He curls his lip, “Darling I don’t think you understand what you got yourself into,” he grabs your jaw and tilts your head up to look at him, “Do you?”

“If you’re talking about fucking me, you haven’t been very subtle,” his grips tightens, “so yes, I’m very aware, Mr. Nakamoto.”

He crouches down so that he’s eye level with you, “You weren’t so subtle yourself Darling, “he smirks at you, “Don’t think I didn’t notice you unbuttoning your shirt and parting your legs so I’d stare.” You were beginning to squirm in his grasp, so he lets go, and instead rests his hands on your thighs, rubbing them, kneading them.

“I was not doing that for your attent-“ a thwack resonates through the room as a burst of pain intermingling with pleasure spreads over your inner thigh.

“No lying.”

Heat flood your core. Who knew you were into men being dominant and stern with you?

“Fine.” Your hands reach out and grab his tie, pulling him close to you so that your lips were inches away from his, “I wanted you to see me. I was practically begging for your attention. I can’t believe it took you this long to notice. “

God, he wanted to kiss you so badly, but he couldn’t yet. He hadn’t toyed with you long enough.

“Took me this long? I’ve thought about fucking you since the first day we met. It was a matter of timing since then, don’t you think?” his hands play with the hem of your skirt, “besides, you haven’t been a particularly good girl. I don’t think you even deserve it.”

His hulking frame towers over you as he straightens up. You were so small compared to him. So cute but acting so dirty.

He slips a hand under your skirt and drags a finger up your inner thigh, making your breath catch in your throat.

“I do deserve it.” You whine, pushing your hips out to gain friction.

He pushes your thighs further apart with one hand and cups your panties with his other, “a little impatient, are we?”

His touch felt like fire, flooding your stomach with heat, and alighting you with such passion. The guy you knew wasn’t only powerful and commanding in his professional life, but also in his personal and fuck it was hot. “I just want you “

Your hands, which were still holding on to his tie, reach for his belt, but he slaps them away, “Stop.”

“But I want to touch you.” You reach for his belt again, but he grabs your wrists and pins them back against the desk.

“I said stop. I don’t want head.” His shaggy blonde hair was falling against the top of his lashes, which were so long that each time he blinked, the bottom and top ones tangled together.

He grabs your sides and pulls you off the desk, “turn around.”

You comply, spinning around so that you were facing the window. Your hips hit the desks ledge, and Yuta pushes your back so that you were lying face down. His hands go under your skirt, and you feel his fingers curl around the top of your panties, pulling them down so that they sat around one ankle.

He flipped the bottom of your skirt up, so that you were completely bare to him. “You look so pretty like this,” He takes twos fingers and pushes them into you, eliciting a small whine from your lips, “And you’re already so fucking wet for me.” he breathily spoke, gently smoothing his fingers between your folds before pulling them out and easing them into his mouth. Sucking on them slowly, a hum emitting from his throat.

You weren’t sure what to do, the ache between your legs growing worse now that his fingers rested on your thigh, cool against the warm skin

You hear him unbuckle his belt behind you, and before you could say ‘please’ he’s pressing the head of his cock against your entrance.

“You’re so small, I don’t want to hurt you.” He says, rather to himself than you.

“Yuta, just fuck me, please.” You groan, pushing back against him so that you could feel him again.

“Don’t – don’t call me that.” He says, cheeks heating up, “reminds me too much of work.”

“What do you want me to call you?” you were growing impatient. Did it really matter what you called him?

“Call me daddy.” He voice is barely a whisper. This was obviously a kink he didn’t disclose often.

“Just fuck me, please Daddy.” You speak in the most innocent tone you could muster.

He groans behind you and situates his hand on the small of your back, the other guiding himself between your legs. It felt like heaven pushing into you, feeling your walls pulse against him.

He was big, but not uncomfortably so. Just big enough to reach your g spot almost immediately.

“Fuck – ah, hold on” Yuta waited a moment, his lips peppering light kisses over your shoulders as he moved his hips into you, pulling almost the whole way out, before pushing back in again. He stretched you out, his tip grazing the sensitive flesh of your walls as he slowly fucked you, his mouth parted, his eyes fluttering closed.

He's dreamt of this moment for months, and now that it was here, he be damned if he came too fast.

“You feel so good” you moan out, your head cloudy from the pleasure he was giving you.

His body caged you in, arms holding himself up on the desk while he thrusted in and out of you. He liked to watch his cock disappear between your thighs, because each time you let out the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.

Your hands scratched at the ledge of the desk, hoping to gain some purchase, to grab onto something. His hips pick up in pace, the slapping sound of skin against skin mixing with his grunts and your whiny moans.

For a split second you wonder if anyone outside could hear you, but the thought is forgotten as soon as yuta grabs both your hips to help pound into you quicker.

“Ah slow down, please, shit” you arch your back, trying to adjust your self, but he pushes you back down against the desk.

A half-hearted spanking lands on your ass, “Don’t run from it baby, take it like the slut you are.” He switches up his pace, slowly sliding into you and then sharply thrusting at the end of his sentence. It almost knocks the wind out of you.

You could only imagine what he looked like, as he had you in such a way you couldn’t turn to see. His blonde hair was probably matted to his forehead with sweat, shirt hanging off his shoulders, abs glistening. He probably had his eyes closed tightly, or maybe he was watching himself fuck you.

He grabs your hair and wrenches your head back, “call me daddy.”

“Please, Daddy, please fuck me.” Your sweat made the desk slippery, and with each thrust you were sliding.

“Say it again.” His hips slammed into yours sporadically, and you could tell he was getting close. His hands grasped at the flesh of your asscheeks, spreading them apart so he could watch himself sink into you, again and again.

“Daddy please. I promise I’ll take it like a good girl.” Your cheeks heat up. It was humiliating calling him that, but in the best way.

“Take it like my good girl,” his tongue darts out between his lips in focus.

Your surprised when you feel his hand snake underneath you to rub at your clit. You were even more surprised when he found it, rubbing harsh circle into the bundle of nerves while also maintaining his rhythm.

“Shit, please, daddy, please.” You couldn’t form a coherent though, only beg him in tiny whispers that he may or may have not heard. You couldn’t tell.

You felt the pit of your stomach tighten into a ball rather quickly, “you wanna cum?” He asks half out of breath.

“Yes daddy! Please!” all you could think about was releasing the knot in your stomach.

Fuck he was almost there. Almost. “Hold on a few more seconds darling, I know you can,“ He unthreads his fingers from your hair and instead, leans down so that his torso was flat against your back. He wanted to be as close as possible when he came inside of you. “Cum. Now. Cum with me."

Finally, the words you were waiting for, his permission. You whimpered between pouted lips, his consistent movements all too much. Your whole body shaking as an unfamiliar feeling burst in your stomach, strained mewls rolling from your tongue as you reached your high.

Yuta sunk his teeth into the skin of your shoulder while he finished, emptying ropes of milky white cum into you. His and your essence mixed together as he continued to pump himself slowly, overstimulating himself to a little too much.

Heavy pants filled the room as the both of you caught your breaths. He stayed inside of you for a bit longer trying to stop himself from cumming again. You felt too damn good.

“So am I still your personal assistant.” You couldn’t fathom him fucking you and then firing you, but you had to double check.

“How about my personal fuck toy?” You could hear the smirk in his voice.

“Can’t I be both?”

Sunday Kind of Love : Frat Mark

⇢ Synopsis: Mark is fine with having a crush on the girl in the library. He’s fine watching her from afar. And he’s fine with never speaking a word to the girl who he spends many nights chasing in his dreams. But fate, and a few nosey frat brothers, think Mark would be much better if he was forced to talk to the cute girl from the library that he can’t seem to get out of his head. 

⇢ Pairing: Mark x fem!reader  ⇢ Genre: slow burn, comedy, smut after 30k of pining. ⇢ Warnings: inexperienced/soft reader, frat nct, extreme pining, tooth hurting sweetness, the softest boy in the world, a love so pure it’s going to hurt you, oral (f/m receiving), dry humping, tiddie worship, multiple orgasms, switchy/no bdsm role Mark, etc… ⇢ Word Count: 35.7k ⇢ Tropes/AU’s: Frat au!, slow burn, soft boy x sweet girl, library romance, frat found family, general frat shenanigans, etc…

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Pairings: jaehyun x reader

Genre: royal!au, smut

Warnings: dom/sub, brat!reader, brat tamer!jaehyun, humiliation kink, hair pulling/grabbing, degradation, spanking, face slapping, crying, praise-ish, orgasm denial, public sex, unprotected sex

"this is completely unacceptable!" jaehyun, the prince, yelled at you with veins popping out of his neck. you stood still like a tree, taking in the yelling as if they were soft words but in reality, he was cussing you out. "how could you possibly do that to that poor maid, y/n! after all she's done for you!?"

you rolled your eyes, "she fed me dog shit. her cooking was almost as terrible as she looked."

jaehyun growled in anger and disbelief. shouldn't you have known better than to run your mouth like this? and where are your manners?!

"its better to get rid of that stupid maid before she gave me some disease or something! It's completely disgusting!" you went on and on and each time you opened your mouth jaehyuns mind went crazy. how could the princess act in such an awful way? even to the people of her country!

"you know what y/n? you're fucking spoiled!" jaehyun seethed, "you were brought up in royalty where everyone always bent their backs for you so now that youre older, you expect it from everyone. i have a newsflash for you, that's not how life works!"

you shook your head in annoyance, scoffing at the man who spoke. damn right youre the princess, people should bend their backs for you. that's their job. they'll do anything for you.

"i do what I want. Its not like anyone could punish me for being too 'spoiled'."

with a raised brow, jaehyun took a step closer to you, "wanna bet?" his fist clenched as well as his jaw. from the looks of it, it looked like he was ready to fight, but that wasn't the case, it was something more. "get on your knees."

"i- huh?? i have better things to do then-"

"i won't tell you again. Kneel." though jaehyun told you to kneel, he was the one who actually forced you down on your knees by your head. the red carpet underneath roughly prickled your skin with harsh kisses, but your mind wasn't focused on that, actually it was focused on the man above, staring you down like his prey.

"you will listen to me from now on and if I hear your ass being smart, you'll regret you even spoke." jaehyun said, not letting up with his hold in your hair but instead pulling it to force your head up. your eyes on the other hand avoided his.

it took all your strength not to say anything smart or in fact, anything at all. something about a very angry jaehyun made butterflies flutter in your stomach as if they were tempting you to speak back. you wouldn't dare, no, you couldnt.

"nothing to say. that's good." he teased, "maybe you'll finally learn your place." you couldnt see it, but you felt the fire burning in his eyes making your body shift nervously below him.

"please, this is humiliating, there are guards around." you huffed with rosy cheeks, avoiding any eye contact with the guards that watched anxiously and in anticipation.

jaehyun smirked down at you, "then you'll just have to put on a show. let's show them what happens to spoiled little girls." he then tugged on your hair, but not for you to get up, that's a privilege. "crawl for me, bitch." you didn't listen to his demand, only making him snarl in frustration. jaehyun yanked your hair, a yelp coming out of your mouth as you grabbed his wrists, attempting to pull his hand away. you weren't going to crawl for him, it didn't matter if he threatened you, that just wasn't going to happen.

but jaehyun seathed, fuming on the spot with literal smoke blowing from his ears. the hand on his wrist, oh he couldn't help but smack it away with so much force that even the guards jumped in surprise.

"crawl like the bitch you are before I beat your ass black and blue."

"is that a threat, prince?" you looked at him, his eyes barely showing any mercy for you anymore.

"its a threat and a demand, princess, now get going." once again he tugged your hair and to his surprise, you listened but not willingly. you clearly had the look of disgust on your face as you crawled across the carpet with jaehyun leading you by your hair. of course jaehyun didn't care how you felt. if he was going to put you in your place, you damn well better listen to him and do as he says before you regret it with tears and bruises.

after crawling across the carpet, jaehyun stopped in front of a mirror that overlooked the kingdom. what was his plan? "stand." He monotonously said leading you to follow his order much to your distaste. "take your clothes off."

you froze, shifting from one foot to another, "w-what..? no the p-people outside will see."

"aw you're acting as if you have a say in this." he pouted. "how does it feel not being able to speak for yourself and have other people decide what you do?" a look of anger came across your face but you couldnt exactly show how you felt clearly, too much emotions, not a clear enough mind to show them, "you don't like it, huh?"

you shook your head as you began stripping your flowy dress. jaehyun smirked with pride, watching you crumble right in front of him. "bra and panties too." He pointed out.

hell no, you thought. the people walking right in front of the open courtyard will have a good view of your naked body and- that's the whole point, you began to realize. it was a humiliation stunt just like what you did to the girl.

so slowly and hesitantly, you stripped yourself of your underwear and bra, standing fully naked with jaehyuns- and the gaurds- eyes lingering on your body. you tried covering your body with your arms only for them to be pulled down to your sides making your cheeks heat up, not because you were flustered- no you were embarrassed.

"good girl." he let your arms go, "now turn around and face the window." he made a spinning motion with his finger.

"n-no. fuck you!" youre shocked you even got your statement out because of how fast jaehyun managed to spin you and push your naked body flat against the glass. a hand squeezed the back of your throat as the other held your hips in place as you wriggled around.

"knock it off." he landed a spank on your ass to which you stopped.

tears were welling in your eyes, humiliated and embarrassed as you watched the people below in the courtyard. luckily, you don't think anyone realized what was going on and you thanked god they didn't. but jaehyun was sure making a clear statement as he pressed himself into you, smirking as he nibbled on the lobe of your ear.

you twisted and turned feeling jaehyuns hand massaging your ass, his lips now moving down your neck instead giving feathery kisses. "they're enjoying the show," jaehyun chuckled, "the guards behind us are basically drooling for your pretty body."

"a-and the people b-below?" you asked.

"they'll see soon enough how much of a slut you are for me." jaehyun spun you around, slamming your body against the glass and sure enough, though you couldnt see it, you felt eyes glued to your backside wondering what was going on in the palace. "spread your legs."

"kiss my ass."

that earned you a solid slap to the face.

"spread. your. fucking. legs." you followed suit unwillingly, slowly but surely. needless to say you weren't fast enough to jaehyuns liking, which is stupid because how fast did you need to actually be for him not to move your legs apart himself? but as you stood there waiting for further instructions- that you weren't planning on following in the first place- jaehyun surprised you by slipping two fingers into your cunt. his fingers worked hard scissoring and thrusting into your tight hole, his face showing much pleasure as he watched your brows furrow and mouth hang open, moaning his name yet cursing it quietly.

"thaaats it baby, take my fingers like a good girl." jaehyun said, pushing his fingers deeper and harder causing your legs to almost give out.

the pace was set and jaehyun had no intentions in slowing down, keeping your body rocking against the glass and grabbing his arm that he used to finger you with. your face contorted into pleasure, moaning whore-ishly as a few guards notably started palming themselves to your voice. only jaehyun didn't care, he too was enjoying the way people were watching his girl in awe as he ruthelessy pounded into you with his fingers. his only goal was to make you crumble.

"j-jae....so c-close." you whimpered pathetically, but jaehyun showed no sympathy towards your moaning self, he instead slowed down almost to a complete stop, not before rubbing your clit with his thump. "please jaehyun d-dont do that i-i just want-"

"to cum?" you nodded viciously as he reached his other hand to cup your cheek that started growing red in frustration and wet from tears. "poor baby. do you think you deserve to cum?" this time with hesitation, you shook your head. "mmm and why not?"

"i-i," you tried your hardest not to cum all over his hand right now but the longer he rubbed your clit and fingered you slowly, the harder it became. "i was b-bad."

"bad how? you have a mouth now use your words."

you moaned louder just by his voice, "i was d-disrespectful t-to the maid."

jaehyun nodded, "and?"

"and to you."

he nodded one last time before stepping back, pulling his fingers and hand away leaving you to feel empty and clenching around nothing but the air.

it wouldn't be long until jaehyun forced you to turn around again, smashing your body against the glass as he proceeded to take his belt and pants off. you pondered for a moment before finally being filled with jaehyuns cock, eyes rolling back to the point you started seeing white. the folks beneath the two of you didn't dare look up, knowing full well what was happening but the guards on the other hand had the best view of your bodys mushed together as jaehyun thrusted deep into you.

god, he felt so nice, your cunt couldn't help but squeeze around his cock making him groan in your ear. "so fucking greedy. just like the spoiled brat you are, huh slut? always wanting more." he pushed your head further into the glass, face smushed as he pounded. "look. do you see all of them down there? do you think they'd still have respect for your pathetic self princess, after seeing you being treated like the filth you are?" he questioned.

you could tell just by his voice how serious he was and at this point, there's no way you could disrespect him anymore. "f-fuck- no..."

"do you think they should?" he pushed you against the window harder.

"no." you felt awful saying that about yourself especially in front of an audience but for you to not get in trouble with jaehyun, you couldnt say otherwise.

"say why."

you just wanted him to shut up now. it's already embarrassing as it is to be here, there's no need for more embarrassment. plus, not being able to cum was becoming harder and harder with each thrust. there's no way you could possibly hold it any longer.

"....c-cuz I'm a s-spoiled brat." you announced to him, earning a soft chuckle in your ear along with a few harsher thrusts hitting directly into your cervix.

"fuck, you are such a spoiled brat aren't you? but that's okay," jaehyun kneaded your hips with his free hand, "ill make sure you won't act up again. you're gonna be my perfect little princess by the time I'm done with you, no matter how long it takes."

so close. you could feel how close jaehyun was with how his cock twitched inside you, but that didn't stop him from abusing your cunt. no, it probably fueled him to go faster. with yours and his moans, it's sure to have caused a few guards to cum on their pants already, but needless to say, they wouldn't be the only ones cumming.

you were wriggling and twisting, moaning in agony just wanting to cum already. no words were able to come out of your mouth anymore, but jaehyun seemed to know exactly what you wanted.

he whispered with clear words, "cum all over this cock, you have an audience waiting." and you couldnt have came any faster or harder than before. you shook with pleasure, jaehyun still pounding into your sensitive cunt, fucking you through the orgasm.

he too came shortly after, slowing down his thrusts until he came to a full stop, slipping his cock out as his cum and yours leaked out.

"relax sweet girl, it's over. it's just me." he shushed you, gently pushing your messy hair out of your face. "you did so well. im so proud of you."

you fell back into his arms, too tired to care about anyone watching anymore, and just melted in jaehyuns arms as he kissed your cheek then your forehead, finally your lips.

it's strange how fast he could go from being a complete hard dominant to a soft prince in just seconds. you loved every part of it though.

"so so good." he smiled as he began dressing you and himself properly, the only thing being uncomfortable was the cum leaking out of you. though it didn't matter once jaehyun picked you up and began to walk only stopping before the guards and spoke, "If any of you ever mention this, it's your heads."

jaehyun then walked away with you in his arms, leaving them all flustered and scared for their lives.

You decide you’re ready to have a baby. The catch? You’re not seeing anyone at the moment. Enter your best friend, Jeong Jaehyun. Will he be the answer to your dilemma?

Pairing: best friend!Jaehyun x f.reader

Genre: best friends to fwb to lovers, fluff, angst, smut (18+ only)

Warnings: mentions of infertility, pregnancy and childbirth, sperm donors, IVF (in vitro fertilization), fertility drugs, mood swings, fingering, unprotected sex, cum play, nipple play, breeding kink, oral sex (f.receiving), dirty talk, pregnant sex, rough sex

Word count: 10.6k

Taglist: @jaehyunnie77​ @mrg-jjh​ @keeach​ (send me a message if you want to be tagged in future fics)

A/N: this was only meant to be a short fic but it morphed into this monstrosity. I tried to tag for everything but if I missed anything please let me know. Inspired by the fact that Jaehyun wanted to be a teen dad (but they are not teens in this story, just thought I’d make that clear :) Also please excuse my unimaginative name for the baby, I’m terrible at coming up with names lol

Disclaimer: I am not a medical professional so please excuse any inconsistencies.

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💚💚💚NCT package💚💚💚

Hey sani, first off congratulations on your new milestone~!!! Secondly, really thankful towards you for hosting this give away, and hope you are doing well and continue do amazingly!!! ✊🏻✊🏻화이팅 💚

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hi guys (◍•ᴗ•◍)

it’s sani, and i’m super pumped to announce a ✧·ﾟ: *✧· giveaway ✧·ﾟ: *✧· (not affiliated with tumblr, it’s just the place i’m hosting it! also not affiliated with any of our boys’ companies. the only thing i’m earning from this is peace of mind that i could make someone happy today!)

so… it is open to the public, and will be completely randomised!

giving has always been my love language, and i’ve always longed for having a platform where i can give things to people without expecting anything in return. since i reached another m i l e s t o n e (in such a short time with not a lot of works out here omg eye-), i wanted to show my thanks for all of you and perhaps brighten somebody’s day the same way you all brighten mine!

i’ve been planning a giveaway of sorts for such a long, long time (maybe even since 2018 lol)! this post itself has been in my drafts since i started this blog.

i love you guys so much, and thank you for being patient with me through it all haha! xoxo

pls pls pls tag your reblog and anything regarding this #allaboardthelovetrain1  !!

prizes *  ₊˚. ༄

after a lot of thought, i chose my absolute favorite albums to send because i want to be as close with you guys as possible :) sorry if some of them are a bit older, they’re just ones that make me feel so happy and i want to share with you guys <3 all the packages will come with a mini letter from me and a penpal-esque package (stickers, special treats, and little trinkets from my heart <3)

they’re brand new and fully packaged, everything will be sanitised, and they’ll be handled safely! the pictures may also be blurry (tbz photo is supposed to be blurred out it’s not me-) cus i screenshot them directly from the site sorry y’all ;; i added a little emoji to make it better haha

*i haven’t opened these, so i don’t know exactly what is in there! this is info copied from the site <3

resonance pt.1 [the past version] (one public winner, one special winner)

cd album ; comes with a photobook, a folded poster (random 1 out of 3), one photo card (random 1 out of 23), and one post card (random 1 out of 23)

chase [stealer version] (one winner)

*deobis 🤯 !! i seriously cannot believe the spotify thing happened now omg im physic lol !! anywho, this is my favorite album as of right now, and i hope it’s yours too, so you can listen from the cd hehe

cd album ; comes with a cover holder (random 1 out of 11), a photobook, one lenticular photocard (random 1 out of 11), one ticket photocard (random 1 out of 11), one postcard (random 1 out of 11), and two photocards (random 2 out of 33)

the dream chapter: eternity [port version] (one winner)

cd album ; comes with a photobook, photocards, paper stickers, an illustrated card, and a poster

rules *  ₊˚. ༄

you must:

be following me, @heychan! you needn’t be following since i started this blog, just follow in case you win and for updates! also, shoot me a message if you want haha! i would love to be friends or even just to chat if you would like to :)

be 18+, or have your parents’ permission to engage in this giveaway! i trust that we all have integrity on here, so i will hold you to the bar that you are able to interact here!

reblog this post with your favorite color, bias, and zodiac sign in the tags! also, please try to put which package you would like to receive along with the second choice if necessary! you can reblog however many times, but only one reblog is necessary for entry; likes won’t count, though. if you’re reblogging for a boost, please put it in the tags so i won’t count you!

^ ^ no spam blogs, please!

be comfortable sending your address to me! i will have to send you your prize in the mail, so i’ll need your information! it is all strictly confidential, and will be deleted right after you confirm your prize arrived to you!

have a u.s/u.s territory/canada address or p.o box! unfortunately, i won’t be able to ship overseas. you can still enter though! if you win first and you don’t live in america, i will write a special fic just for you and/or whatever else you want that can be fulfilled digitally! ex. i have apple arcade, and i can add you to my family so you can play super fun games! i believe you’re never too old for games !! my favs are neocab (woah!) and sneaky sasquatch <3

respond asap if you win! if possible, please turn your notifs on and keep your ask box or messages open until after the giveaway ends!

special mention *  ₊˚. ༄

there are a few special people i want to open a different section for! these are my buns who always make me smile <3 though i’m shy, i notice y’all and don’t hesitate to reach out! i suck at initiating convo, but i can carry one hehe!

this group will be part of a separate drawing. it will be randomised as well, and this category’s winner will win one nct package! with this group, i’ll also include a handwritten drabble for you and your bias! the drabble must be sfw to only a lil suggestive, however; for some reason, i don’t feel comfy writing smoot on paper, i’m super fluffy irl sorry guys! always feel free to send a req tho!

# taglist buns !!

i’m so grateful for all of you who are a part of the tag list! so it’s fair, this is not the only people on it, just the people following me.

๑՞.  @bubudays, @bacons-thighs, @morkleemelon, @waffletaeng,  @sunflowerhae, @dammit-jjk, @wownajaemin, @stardusthyuck, @stayzenniesstuff, @byeolthecherub, @neo97s, @hiraarri, @heyyyun, @kaydvnce, @sunshinedhyuck, @awksmark, @keiboo, @irrelevxntstxr, @jenotation, @jjikyuu, @marknolee, @elysianahhh, @lcvemark, @yoongsicles, @user2003, @maliakealoha  - if you’re not on here but you use a main or different acc, let me know!

unable to tag: @reimm

# bunnies that give me ultra smiles !!

i notice everything that happens on my blog and everything surrounding it! while i love everybody who comes across my page dearly, there are some usernames i see supporting me and it makes my heart smile very hard haha! if i missed anybody, i’m so sorry :’) i still love you and def join the main pool!

๑՞.  @nctxtrash, @trianglesareatheory, @riajae, @etherealtyjaem, @xiaojunslut, @anonymous-stuff, @jae-mi-ee, @yuckheii, @cwp1d, @imsusx, @hyukazwrld, @doiesretainer, @networkuji, @nct-aria, @sparklysung, @unknownt-123, @mawnehkah, @what-the-jams, @jbyuta4617, @commentgirl, @nctsplug, @sunabff, @seoyutayong, @nowthislookslikeajobforme, @skinnybrowns, @komoruarchives, @247byun, @markmemarklee, @stayatyourpace, @sparklysung, @jwi-pwark, @qiyanaa @1-800-jinsoul, @nicolemelton​ // m anon and 🌷 anon : you don’t have to spill the tea about who you are, just know i love you so much! you always support me and i want you to know ily <3 request me anything bub, i’ll write it for you hehe

unable to tag: @theaisnotokay, @neo-pink, @neovisiontechnology, @soft-nct-hours

# mutuals !!

guys! i’m super shy and kinda inactive on here that’s why i don’t reach out too much… even though, i want you guys to know i love and support you guys and i’m always here if you need to talk to someone. te amo <3

๑՞. @theb8yz, @ncteaxhoe, @xoxohyuck, @puppywritings, @rueyins, @viastro, @xuxi-rolls, @neovrse

the deadline to enter is march 20th! fun fact, 3/20 is international day of happiness and the spring equinox! i thought it would be very cute to have the deadline land on this date, so that’s why i chose it haha!

if you don’t win this time, don’t worry! i’m looking ahead for good times only, so we’re optimistic everything will go well and i’ll host another giveaway later this year (get ready for #allaboardthelovetrain2 haha!); hopefully you will win next time. let me know what else you would like to see in it! good luck to everybody, and i hope to speak again soon.

love always,

- sani 🤍

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Preview: Drippin’ sequel.

Jeno goes into rut and you return a favor by helping him through it.

Pairing: Alpha Jeno x Female Omega Reader

Word Count: 7.8k

Genre: ABO universe, Idol verse, Smut, PWP, explicit language

Warnings: Rut sex(consented), unrealistic amounts of cum, dom Jeno

Smut Warning: oral, fingering, spanking, squirting, cum swallowing, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, degradation, hair pulling, spitting, creampie, rimming, anal, knotting. Filth, pure filth.

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jeno with size kink 🥴

i made this into a werewolf fic omg i hope you don’t mind

little omega; 1.7k+

you’ve always been on the smaller side.

as an omega, being below average in size is a threat to your life. any alpha will see you as weak and they will not hesitate to take advantage of you. it was only in their nature.

luckily, your alpha best friend jaehyun is always willing to ward off any unwanted visitors.

unluckily, he’s unable to help you through your heat.

you both already established boundary lines when your heat cycles started to become more prominent. for one week each month, you and jaehyun didn’t see each other. jaehyun always found a different omega on campus to share his heats with, but you were not so lucky.

you slam your head against the kitchen counter, ignoring jaehyun’s snickers.

“i could find an alpha to help you. i have other friends, you know.”

you raise your head to glare at him. “are you saying i don’t have other friends?”

“let’s not lie, y/n.”

you roll your eyes. jaehyun’s contentedly making a sandwich for himself and completely dismissing your concerns about your upcoming heat.

“jae, i really don’t want to have another heat! it always gets me distracted and i can’t finish anything when i’m in that state.”

“they make heat suppressants, you know.”

again, you glare at him. most of the time, jaehyun is less than helpful. it was so easy for him to be in heat — an alpha with his good looks and dominant nature had no problem finding a submissive omega. you, however, have a bigger problem. since you were on the smaller side and extremely inexperienced, it was more likely for you to be in danger if you spent your heat with the wrong alpha.

“fine. i know this great guy through a couple of friends, and he’s one of the more tamer alphas. we’re going to meet him so you can finally get fucked.”

“jaehyun!”

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the music blasting from the speakers is sensitive to your ears and you whine, clutching jaehyun’s arm for support. he rolls his eyes at you.

you’re approaching a group of boys in this noisy house party, most of whom you recognize. a lot of jaehyun’s friends are alphas so you tend not to associate with them so often, but they hang around jaehyun so you can’t avoid them.

“jeno!” jaehyun greets, dimples peeking out as he offers the other alpha a hug.

you observe as jaehyun talks animatedly with this alpha. jaehyun was right — you don’t get a fearful domineering nature from him. jeno seems calm, his smile bright as he converses with your best friend.

jaehyun clears his throat, stepping aside so you come into view. “jeno, have you met y/n?”

“i don’t believe so,” he grins, reaching out to shake your hand. you smile shyly at him. “it’s nice to meet you.”

you squirm underneath his gaze, naturally feeling as if you need to submit to him. jaehyun looks uncomfortable by the next question and your eyes dart to the ground, finding the laces of your shoes to be particularly interesting.

“y/n here actually has her heat next week and she really needs some assistance. i figured you would be the best man for the job.”

you elbow jaehyun’s side and he groans. “i’m not on some to-do-list, asshole,” you seethe.

jeno chuckles. he’s clearly a little embarrassed by the proposition, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

“uh, i wouldn’t mind helping,” he shrugs.

you feel a huge weight has lifted off of your shoulders. you still feel a little anxious — although jaehyun trusted him, you barely knew anything about this alpha. jaehyun gets the idea, smiling and patting both of your shoulders.

“i’m going to see what kind of drinks johnny’s making in the kitchen. i hope you two have fun.”

you blink, watching as jaehyun scurries away as fast as possible. you and jeno stand awkwardly in front of each other.

moments of silence pass before he laughs to break the tension.

“can i get you something to drink?”

—

jeno’s a nice guy. you get to know him a little better at the party, putting some of your nerves at ease. you learn that he’s a struggling college student like you and that he likes taking long bike rides when he has the time. he spent most of the night asking questions about you, and repeatedly making sure that you were okay with your decision to spend your heat with him.

on the first day of your heat, you get a text from jaehyun.

jae: get some good dick today

you roll your eyes at him and choose not to respond, fretting over all of the last minute preparations. the first few days of the cycle are the worst. jaehyun told you that he usually doesn’t leave the bedroom for days when he’s with a partner, so he always makes sure to store extra water and food nearby for consumption.

you’ve prepared a lot of snacks and water for the both of you, as well as a fresh pair of clean sheets that you’ll probably have to wash again by the end of tonight.

you jump when you hear a knock at your door. you take a deep breath before answering it, seeing jeno with his signature smile standing behind it.

you invite him in and jeno can tell how nervous you are, raising an eyebrow at you as you quickly ask him to take off his shoes and follow you to the bedroom.

“i think i have everything ready. i got some of those chips i saw you eating at the party, i thought you would like those. i also just got some water, i hope you don’t mind. i figured everybody likes water-“

“y/n,” jeno stops you, placing his hands on your shoulders to grab your attention. “have you taken a breath at all today?”

you sigh. “no, not really. i’ve just been worried.”

he chuckles. “we’ll be fine. no wonder you haven’t pounced on me yet — you’ve been too worried about tonight. take a deep breath for me.”

you do as he commands and you’re suddenly filled with his overwhelming scent. he’s all around you at once and you feel a little dizzy. jeno’s quick to catch you and you whimper, rubbing your thighs together. you’re hit with a wave of arousal once you finally calm down.

you grab at jeno’s shirt and whine. “need you now, alpha. please?”

he grunts. “i got you, baby.”

he moves you to the bed, hovering over you and looking down at you with clouded eyes. you moan when he finally enters a finger inside your dripping pussy, curling it upwards. you keen at his touch, wanting to have him completely inside you.

“such a good little omega,” he groans in your ear. you whimper, holding onto his shoulders as he slides another finger in. “so good and submissive for me.”

your eyes roll back when he nudges at your sweet spot, coaxing you to your first orgasm. you tremble underneath him, struggling to gain a hold of yourself as heat fills your belly.

jaehyun was right — being in heat with a partner is completely different than being with yourself. your mind is drunk on the thought of jeno’s cock and your words start becoming incoherent.

“n-need a f-fuck, please,” you beg, eyes half open.

you hear jeno’s gentle laugh as he slips his fingers out of you. you cry at the loss, but it’s soon replaced by his cock prodding at your entrance.

“beg.”

his command awakens a fire inside of you. “a-alpha, please. need your hard cock pounding my pussy. i need a good fuck, alpha. want to have your pups inside of me.”

he groans loudly. “yeah? wanna be stuffed full of my cum? wanna give birth to my pups? have a nice big load for my omega.”

he thrusts into you in one swift motion, fitting snugly inside. your throat aches as you scream at the intrustion. you feel so full.

“you’re so tight, little omega,” he moans. you’re so wet that he’s able to slide in and out of you with no problem. he starts ramming into you at a rapid pace, releasing an inhuman noise when he sees the bulge in your belly. “you see that? you’re so fucking tiny, baby. my little omega is so small and submissive to her alpha, isn’t she?”

you feel lightheaded, creaming his cock again in no time. jeno’s gone insane, folding your legs to your chest as he pumps into you. you’re blubbering and crying, tears streaming down your face while he hits your sweet spot.

“i wanted to fuck you the moment i saw you with jaehyun. you’re my little omega now, do you understand? this pussy belongs to me.”

“j-jeno, so g-g-good,” you whisper frantically, another orgasm building up. “you f-fuck me s-so good, alpha.”

“yeah?” he hisses. “i’m the only one who can fuck you this good, right?”

you groan when he drags your body up so that you’re sitting on his lap. he tugs on your hair and you whine.

“ride me, pretty omega.”

you whine as you sink down on his cock. he’s reaching you deeper than before, and you can practically feel him in your throat. as you ride him, he runs his fingers over the bulge in your belly.

“right here,” he grunts into your ear. “i’m gonna fill you with my pups right here. you’re mine now.”

he takes a handful of your ass and guides you up and down his cock. you reach another orgasm, bouncing on his hard member as if your life depended on it.

he follows shortly after, shooting ribbons of his cum deep inside you. you wail when his knot inflates, almost tearing you in half.

when you two finally calm down, jeno pushes the stray hairs away from your face. he’s gentle as he strokes your cheek.

“good?”

you shake your head and whimper. “need more.”

he chuckles, pushing you back down on the bed.

“i got you, little omega.”