Healing. Jjh

healing. jjh

2,9k words | jung jaehyun’s series [chapter i: winter depression]

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

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

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

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sᴘᴏɪʟᴇᴅ!

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.

not my type

Pairing: Yeonjun x female reader!

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

Word count: 3.8k 

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

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

“He’s not my type!” you denied.

“She’s too short for me” he retorts.

Tonight, they have to put up a show to show their parents that they do get along. As the Lee family arrived at the restaurant, the doors were opened by the staff. Y/n sigh as she stepped outside to a breezy, spring air.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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distractions

pairing: bestfriend!jake x fem!reader

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

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

words: 3.8k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“i’m gonna sit next to you, duh.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“heat equation.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“jake, please,”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“no, please. i’ll be good this time.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

the a-list

❝ our friendship was already ruined the day i fell for you.❞

PAIRING ▸ park jongseong x fem!reader (ft. park sunghoon)

GENRES ▸ smut, fluff, angst, gossip girl au, rich kid au, fake dating au, friends to lovers

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexual tension !!, jay and mc are the chuck and blair, enemies to lovers dynamic but they’re friends i swear, toxic rich kids doing toxic rich kid things, jay calls you princess which definitely needs a warning, smut content, oral (f. receiving), oral (m. receiving), thigh riding, dry humping, fingering, multiple orgasms, corruption kink, dacryphilia, slight degradation

SUMMARY ▸ life seems to finally be going your way. that is, until your boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend is back, and gossip girl appears to be out to get you. but there’s only room for one queen bee in the upper east side, and with a hand from your best friend, park jongseong, you’re going to make sure it’s you.

WORD COUNT ▸ 10193 words

PLAYLIST ▸ fever by enhypen • positions by ariana grande • daddy issues by the neighborhood • swim by chase atlantic

TAG LIST ▸ @msxflower​ @danyxthirstae01 @shusan @hobistigma @dearlylhs @3ggieyolk @jayparkfromenhypen @pc-yeolie @sunghonkers @yeetyyeetyet @papiibuprofen @seuomo @wifemeupforsan @kkmlhnng @kyleeanne @blank-velvet @god-is-a-homosexual @neovrse @luvjaysbae​ @heelariously​ @sxirx11 

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ this is sooo long overdue, but i’m so glad i wrote it because rich kid aus are my everything. also this fic was kickstarted by this and this :’) i hope you guys enjoy !! ♡ ps: you don’t need to know anything about gossip girl to read this 

IT MIGHT HAVE COME OFF AS A SURPRISE FOR ONE TO HEAR THAT YOU HAD THE PARK JONGSEONG WRAPPED AROUND YOUR FINGER. He was a man of class, of refinery. Well, at least that was how he presented himself when he wasn’t being a complete and utter sleaze.

Coming from a family of old money, Jongseong’s father owned a chain of hotels and resorts worldwide. You weren’t quite at their level, but you couldn’t sell your father short. As a world renown fashion designer, your father styled several celebrities and was even good friends with the Parks. They were probably the richest family in Seoul, just barely topping their rivals, who happened to be your boyfriend’s family.

Said boyfriend, Park Sunghoon, wasn’t as perfect as Jongseong, and that was why your mother was a touch disappointed when you ended up dating the wrong best friend.

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back in time - masterlist

member pairing: sunghoon × heeseung × jay

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

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

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01: welcome dr.heeseung

02: sunghoon's great comeback

03: a flash to the past

04: competitor number three

05: bad timing for everything

06: look at the dna test

07: one too many bruises

08: stolen hearts

09: family of four

10: let's play pretend

11: the truth comes out eventually

12: sunghoon dad agenda

13: forgive but not forget

14: first date

15: spin the bottle

16: teenage things

17: if happy ever after did exist (1)

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