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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.

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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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?”

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. 

####

"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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“Right now the countless stars in the sky are always here I won’t cry because the sky I saw with you was pretty.“

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If it was love, and if this is what love means, is there really a need to keep repeating ourselves? (Has sexual content; reader discretion)

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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 !!!!

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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. »

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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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