I Wanna Be Yours

I Wanna Be Yours

Pairing: Idol!Johnny Suh x Idol!Female Reader

other characters- Junko (member of Y/n's group) x Kim Doyoung

Preview: The little puck sized lights illuminated Johnny’s face, you felt your ears slightly perk when he licked his bottom lip, and soon enough you had leaned forward and planted your lips onto the older male’s.

He gasped but still pulled you closer. Johnny let himself indulge in you before he remembered that after this, he’d have to face the consequences. Your overheated body quickly cooled down when Johnny pushed you away. It felt like someone had stabbed you in the heart and twisted the knife, twisted the knife until you were nothing. This man, whom you only met in real life a month ago already had you so captivated in his presence.

You weren’t experienced in kissing whatsoever, but you could’ve sworn that he had kissed back, even just for a little bit.

Word Count: 7.3k

Genre: Idol AU, Celebrity crushes to lovers (?) 

Warnings: Age gap (9 years, Johnny is 27, reader is 18), smut, fluff, slight angst, cursing/mature language, acts and mentions of drinking, reader is drunk at one point, reader and junko realize that they are sexualized, reader has ties to America (race isn't specified and neither is original country), possessiveness, haechan has a crush on reader but almost everyone does, not 100% proofread, let me know if i missed anything

Smut Warnings: Loss of virginity, slight body worship (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), slight humiliation, praising, having to be kinda quiet, oral (f receiving), it is pretty mild, not much foreplay bc it's kinda boring to write imo

a/n- if you’ve watched new girl, you might recognize a scene or at least the inspiration for it, let me know if you catch it! i binged watched new girl over the summer and when i finished it i had no idea what to do with my life afterwards. this has been brewing for a while and the smut scene took forever to start idk why. i hope you like it tho!!

There you were, dressed like the front of a casino and shaking your ass along with your group members. But no one was actually looking at them, all eyes were on you, and only you. The audience was mesmerized by you, and it was no different for the people watching you from home. Especially eight men specifically who were hypnotized by the way your hips swayed from side to side, except one man, he was able to hide his desire much better than the others.

The Dreamies were all next to Johnny with their eyes glued to the screen, Jisung, Chenle, and Mark were sitting on the floor, Jaemin, Jeno, and Haechan sitting on the couch with Johnny and Renjun sitting on the armrest on Johnny’s side. How he ended up babysitting the man children, he didn’t know, but they were watching you perform, and therefore, he couldn’t complain.

Haechan was the one that was harboring the huge crush on you, but Johnny couldn’t shake the sweet spot in his heart for you when he had found out that he was your celebrity crush.

“Now, Miss Y/n, what fellow celebrity has caught your pretty little eyes?” The host wiggled his eyebrows at you playfully and waited for you to answer his question. You giggled a bit and stuttered when you said his name. “J-Johnny Suh, from NCT.”

Haechan, who of course refused to miss a single video of you whipped his head around to look at Johnny. The tall man could’ve sworn that this was how he died, after Haechan broke his own neck from snapping it to look at Johnny, he was then going to break the latter’s.

Both men’s cheeks held a red tone to them, both for different reasons though. Haechan was furious, his celebrity crush liked his own friend and Johnny’s was because you liked him. The world’s sweetheart liked him.

The memory was ruined when he heard Haechan grumbling beside Jeno about how it was unfair that you liked Johnny and not him. “Dude, it isn’t my fault. I’ve never even met the girl.” Johnny was kind of tired of Hyuck complaining. He had started to do his own research on you and found out what kind of person you were like, or how you seemed, some people are different when the camera is around.

Based on your personality, he felt his own crush harboring, the main problem was the age gap though. Him being 27 and you at the ripe age of 18. He hated that your age was the initial reason you were so popular, and he felt sick for the feelings he had attained for you, so to save you both, he hid them as deep within him as he could. It shouldn’t be too hard since you two don’t even know each other.

That was the reason why he wasn’t worried, but that went to shit when he saw you and a few of your other members sitting at the large oak table in the conference room the next day. Fuck.

Johnny, Haechan, Doyoung, Kun, and Jisung were sent an email that very morning stating that they were to meet in the conference room at 3 PM, no later. None of them knew what it was for, there had been rumors around the company that some members of a group would be collaborating with another artist or group, but again, it was just a rumor. Until now.

He looked over at his other members, eyes immediately landing on the younger ones, specifically Haechan. Johnny prayed his aura was much calmer and more mature than Haechan’s at this moment, Haechan was a blushing and sweaty mess, all while damn near jumping on his toes.

“Gentlemen! Thank you so much for meeting us here, we’re very excited for this collaboration!” Your group’s manager was the first to speak up. “Oh course sir! We wouldn’t have missed this for the world!” Haechan bowed in front of the older man as low as he could without getting on his knees.

The other guys, even Jisung, could barely resist the desire to roll their eyes at his eagerness to impress your manager. Anything to get closer to you. The rest of the members gave their respective bows, though not as dramatic as Haechan’s and then nodded to the members of your group that were present.

“Well, let’s get down to business, this is going to be a quick collaboration, one song, and a dance to go with it. It will hopefully be done by the end of the month, which we are aware that isn’t a lot of time so you all will be spending quite a lot of time together.” One of the men that worked for SM Entertainment spoke up to let everyone know what was going to happen.

Haechan and even Jisung at this point were unable to sit still in the chairs that were closest to yours. You just looked over to them subtly when you heard one of their knees hit the table. But your eyes drifted to Johnny, he looked so good. His hair newly dyed grey gave him a, dare you say, dilf look to him. Subconsciously you crossed your legs to soothe the new ache between your thighs, needed to feel some kind of friction, you squeezed your thighs together.

You weren’t able to catch anything else with of the managers said, you were too busy thinking about Johnny, in several different ways.

When the man you were actively daydreaming about turned his head and made eye contact with you, you whipped your head around towards your manager, trying to look like you had been listening. One of the members of your own group that was beside you watched the whole thing go down and lightly elbowed you and threw a knowing smirk your way.

Your skin felt like it was on fire from the embarrassment, but since you refused to look Johnny’s direction for the rest of the meeting, you missed the light blushed that decorated his cheeks and the small smile that formed on his lips.

“Okay! So, did everyone get everything?” You, who were lost, looked at everyone else’s nodding heads and decided to nod yours too. The only thing that was going through your head was Johnny. You just figured you’d ask one of your members.

One of your managers passed around sheets of paper that consisted of the lyrics you could be singing, and he told you a link would be emailed to you with the choreography.

Everyone was dismissed from the table and the five members of your group that was collaborating with the NCT members walked out first, due to being almost late to schedules. The member that had playfully elbowed you during the meeting, Junko caught up with you and linked your arms together.

“Aren’t you excited?” She smiled brightly at you and gave your arm a little squeeze. “Yeah, mostly nervous though.” Sheepishly, you smiled at your best friend in the group. “I’m sure Johnny won’t mind if you mess up your guys’ dance a bit.” You felt your back straighten as a chill ran through it.

“What do you mean our dance?” Junko nodded as she put the small puzzle together, you hadn’t been paying attention. You didn’t know. “Yeah, there will be a part in the dance where we’re in duos and you and Johnny will be together. I’m with Doyoung.” She smiled at the mention of the older man, as she has always found him immensely beautiful. Your brows furrowed and you were now leaning on Junko for support while your group and managers waited for the driver.

“Is that why he looked at me in the meeting?” Junko nodded and after that the two of you held onto each other as the chilled wind nipped at your skin.

The rest of the day was a blur, your mind had gone onto auto-pilot until the rest of the girl group asked if Junko and you wanted to go out clubbing, of course the two of you said no. After your refusal, they touched up their makeup and headed out into the bustling night life of Seoul.

“How about we look at the song and choreo, maybe Johnny and Doie would be like ‘damn these youngsters got their shit together, and they’re hot’ and they’ll fall madly in love with us”. Junko threw a smile over her shoulder at you while she got her laptop. “Solid plan, I love it, fool proof if you will. And Doie? You’re on nickname terms with him already?” She laughed and walked over to your bed, ignoring her own and fell beside you.

“Oh of course, it isn’t like I haven’t spoken to this man before and he isn’t already in love with me.” You smiled at her, realizing just how glad you are that you two clicked. Both being the only foreigners in the group did help, the unspoken pact was something that brought you two together before you had even spoken to one another.

Junko told you about how her parents moved them from Japan to America when she was seven, she was scouted during a public talent contest while she was 13 and instead of moving to Korea, she started training at the company’s building in the states.

You two met when you were asked to step aside for a second. The two of you were told you’d be debuting with 10 other girls, the only problem was that they were in Korea and you, and Junko couldn’t speak a lot of Korean yet, only enough to get by.

Junko and you were in this together, always having your arms linked, you two were going to rise together. Both of you found comfort in each other, being able to speak English helped, and you two had the type of bond where you didn’t have to try too hard, you could relax around each other. You’ve been best friends for six years now.

“Okay, let’s see what type of silly little dance we gotta do with these boys.” You clicked on the link that was in the email and the screen changed to show 10 dances, with names of everyone that was in the meeting today.

The ones that had the names “Johnny” and “Y/n” edited above them were sitting on the floor with their backs to each other. “Doyoung” and “Junko” were just facing each other.

The video started and a slow and somewhat sexy song started playing, the lyrics weren’t including but now finally looking at the paper of them in front of you, you didn’t expect this type of song at first.

With wide eyes and dropped jaws, the video ended. “I gotta grind on him?” Your voice had gone high, flustered and surprised. Junko laughed but it still didn’t mask her own sense of being startled. “We have to run our hands down their chests, get on our knees in front of them, and moan into their mouths.” You and Junko were gobsmacked. “Let me see those lyrics.”

Junko reached over you and snatched the color-coded paper and looked for blue, orange, pink, and red, you, hers, Johnny’s, and Doyoung’s lyrics. Alternating blue and orange caught her eyes and one of her eyebrows raised and she barked out a laugh. “What? Give me it.” You tried taking the paper back and something made Junko laugh even harder.

“You say that- you say that to J-Johnny.” She was damn near wiping tears at this point. While Junko was trying not to piss herself on your bed, you took back the lyrics and sure enough, she was correct. ‘Give it, give it to me. I need it.’ You sung that to Johnny, and he responded with, ‘Take it, take it all.’

Junko and Doyoung actual part that wasn’t just adlibs was softer and a bit more romantic. ‘Please baby, I need you, can’t live with your touch. Can’t live without you.’ Doyoung would sing that part and Junko would follow up with ‘Mind, body, soul, trust me, I’m yours. Use me as you please.’

Now it was your turn to laugh, “Use me as you please?” Junko and you kept making fun of the lyrics of the song through the night, eventually duetting your parts, with the other playing the male, then you two decided to add in the dance.

Junko attempted her deepest voice and sung Johnny’s part and grabbed your hips. When it was time for you to grind back into her, she let out a deep and manly groan. You fell to the floor and kicked your feet. “Junko! What the fuck?” You laughed as she fell to the ground with you.

“Our parents are gonna be pissed.” Junko whispered once the laughter died down. “I did not leave our home so you could go off and whore around on stage with a man much older than you Y/n.” You gave your best impression of your father and that’s when the age gap of you and Johnny sunk in. It had meant to be funny but both you and Junko realized how young you two really were. You were 18 and Junko had just turned 19 and your company wanted you to dance somewhat erotically with two men that had almost a decade on you.

Another thing that brought you and Junko together were your ages, the next youngest member was still almost 3 years older than Junko, you two were always left home when the other’s wanted to go clubbing, so much so that even now that you were old enough, you didn’t care enough.

Staring at the ceiling and thinking about what was happening in your lives was what the rest of your night consisted of. “Junko?” “Hm?” You looked over at her and smiled, “I’m sleepy.” “Me too”, neither of you moved to a bed though. Junko grabbed your pillows and you pulled some of the blankets of your beds.

“Good night, Y/n, I love you.” Junko smiled in the darkness, “Night night, Junie.”

~~~~~~

This calm nights with Junko didn’t always occur when the other members went out clubbing, sometimes they would drag you along. Much like tonight. While you were watching girl after girl hit on Johnny from across the room, you kept downing drinks until your head spun. People kept coming up to you, either asking for an autograph which you gave, but others asked you to dance, with a smile that was promising something else, something you didn’t want.

You were getting overwhelmed and hot, too many people were too close to you, while Junko was dancing with Doyoung and your other members were downing drinks, the only thing you wanted to do was go outside. So you did that, in your drunken state and four-inch heels, you could barely make it to the door.

At last, you made it to the door and walked out and as soon as you felt the cool air on your bare arms, you felt your sweat solidify on your skin.

The music was causing your ears to ring and the streetlights was making your head spin. You knew it wasn’t a good idea, but you still allowed your feet to walk you into the dark alley and sit down. The part of town you were in was high end and you didn’t feel unsafe or maybe it was because you were so drunk you didn’t know what day of the week it was.

Leaning your head back against the brick, you closed your eyes and inhaled dirty smoke-filled air and exhaled.

“Whatcha doing back here?” Johnny peeked his head around the corner so he could peer into the alley behind the club. You let your head roll to the side and your glossy eyes met his. Getting straight to the point you whined, “I want a donut, Johnny” you lips unintentionally formed into a pout and the man just couldn’t say no to you. “Then let’s get you a donut.”

He slowly walked over to you, trying not to spook you, but when you met him halfway by crawling on your hands and knees. The sight of you on the ground, crawling to him looking up with those glossy, half lidded eyes, and lazy smile, he tried his best to keep the perverted thoughts in the back of his head, or at least away from his cock.

“Come on, let’s get you off the ground and get you that donut.” Johnny bent down to your level and just looked at you for a minute. You were just so pretty, and he didn’t feel special for noticing that everyone noticed you.

“Can you carry me on your back?” You quietly asked, almost embarrassed. “You don’t have to, it’s just, my feet hurt from the heels, and I think I’m drunk.” Johnny laughed at how you thought you needed a reason, but he still nodded and turned around, still squatting.

With your drunken mind, it took longer to hop on his back than it would normally, but you eventually got there, and Johnny wrapped his hands around your thighs and held on tightly to secure you from falling. When he stood back up to his full height, your grip on his shoulders tightened. “You alright back there?”

Humming and nodding, you nuzzled your face into his neck, while you were cold from the night air, Johnny was still warm from being in the club.

“Let’s go find you a donut and then we’ll get you to bed, does that sound good?” “Yes, Johnny.”

He had no idea where the two of you were going to get the sweet treat that was normally served at breakfast time this late in the night. Johnny knew that an actual donut shop would be closed so his best bet would be the grocery store that just a block or two away.

Johnny made sure to tell you whenever stairs or a curb was so you wouldn’t get startled by the sudden incline or decline. He liked the feeling of your grip on him tightening whenever he gave you the heads up, he liked the feeling of you holding onto him and only him.

The feeling had to end at some point unfortunately, Johnny’s long legs caused you two to arrive quickly and he crouched down so you could step down from his back. You still stayed close to his side, using him to protect yourself from the bitter wind.

“I know it isn’t a donut from a donut shop but how’s a grocery store bakery donut? We can get you another donut in the morning from a store if you’d like.” Instead of answering you just started walking towards the automatic doors, as you passed Johnny you took his hand in yours and pulled him along for the hunt of the sugary drunken late-night snack.

Every time you were about to trip over your own feet, Johnny was there, following close behind to catch you. The few bystanders all showed mix expressions. Some were judgmental, confusion, or awe. But Johnny gave all of them a polite tight-lipped smile along with a nod. He didn’t have time for any of them, his main priority was getting you your donut.

It wasn’t too long before you stumbled into the bakery section and saw the glass cabinet that’s normally filled with the fried pieces of dough covered in sweet glaze and sprinkles. But with how late it was, there were only a few donuts left in the case. Johnny felt his heart sink in his chest when he saw you didn’t have many options, he looked over to you to apologize but you were already grabbing one of the parchment paper sleeves and opening the case.

“They still have my favorites!” You looked behind you at Johnny and smiled brightly. He couldn’t help but smile back, glad that you’re happy. Johnny walked closer to you and the case, curious to see what your favorite donuts were, you used the parchment sleeve to grab a plain donut with chocolate frosting and sprinkles and then a French cruller with cherry frosting.  

You put them in the small box next to the case and turned towards Johnny. “I got my donuts!” You shook the box lightly at him and he chuckled. “I’m glad, let’s go pay for your donuts.” He held out his hand, expecting you to place the box in his open palm, but he was pleasantly surprised when you switch the box to our left and placed your right hand in his left.

The only register that was open was a young kid, maybe your age or a couple years in either direction. He was on his phone until he saw you and Johnny approach. “Hi, how are you guys doing- are you Y/n L/n?” You smiled a gummy smile at the boy and nodded your head. Your once up-do hairstyle was falling down and into your eyes.

“I am! And this is Johnny Suh! We are here to buy donuts.” You placed the box in front of the boy and started digging through your purse for your card, you were struggling with the zipper and as soon as you were able to find your card the sound indicating the transaction was finished beeped through the air.

The kid was in awe of you, or at least the drunk you, whenever you drank your skin glowed more than normal and you had a carefree aura surrounding you. The kid seemed to understand that taking a picture with you while you were drunk probably wouldn’t be the best for your career, so he settled with just silently looking at you.

“Have a great rest of your guy’s nights, it was nice meeting you two.” He smiled at you a Johnny and handed you back the box of donuts.

You leaded Johnny back outside and spotted a bench a few feet from the entrance. “Let’s eat them here.” You still haven’t let Johnny’s hand go, so when you started walking to the bench, he was pulled along. “Which one do you want?”

Showing Johnny the open box, he slightly frowned and shook his head, “They’re yours, I can’t have one.” It was your turn to frown now. “We can split them.” You looked down at the donuts in your lap and tore each one in half. Giving Johnny the chocolate half first, you cheers him with your own half.

“Thank you, Johnny”, you leaned your body on him, stealing his warmth.

When you woke up, you were in your own bed, Junko was in her bed on the other side of the room, with an extra body in it. Doyoung. This made you think of Johnny who wasn’t next to you, unfortunately, or at least that’s what you thought until you heard a small snore come from the floor. Johnny had stayed with you.

You watched him for a minute before the urge to be next to him took over. You moved your pillows and blankets to the floor much like you did with Junko and laid next to Johnny. The time on your alarm clock read 3:32 AM.

You heard Johnny whisper your name; he must’ve felt you get on the floor next to him. “Yeah?” Johnny didn’t respond, he just pulled you closer.

~~~~~~

The rest of your nights didn’t end up as nice as cuddling with Johnny in your bedroom or laughing with Junko, they ended with pained moans and tired feet. The only reason you weren’t complaining was because, dancing with Johnny is what caused the pained moans and tired feet. Everyone had been dancing towards the deadlines for everything and it was starting to show in your mood.

Of course Junko knew how to handle it, but Johnny? No clue. He knew how to handle his own members, but he didn’t want to mess up anything with you, so he just act the same way as he did before. He asked Junko for any tips for helping you feel better, and she gave him a couple but then turned around and told you that he asked later that night. Just hearing that information was enough to pull you out of your slump and your normal personality made its return.

Soon enough everything was wrapped up and your company parted ways with SM Entertainment, but that didn’t stop the members from getting together. Every comeback meant a dorm party thrown by your group. You hated parties no matter where they were, but Junko didn’t mind them if they were in the comfort of her own place, as long as no one touched anything.

Just because this was a collab didn’t change the fact that your dorm was going to throw a party as a celebration, it just meant more people were going to be there. You all had the dance down, the music video was finished, not to mention the song, perfect. The deadlines were met, and companies were pleased.

Johnny had been late to the party but when he arrived, he went looking for you immediately, only to find no trace of you. Your group’s dorms were filled with people, some you knew and others you didn’t, that didn’t matter though, you were still nowhere to be seen.

“Hey, do you know where Y/n went?” Johnny asked Junko, who was talking to Doyoung in a quieter corner, to which she responded with, “Our room, fourth door on the left.” He just nodded and started his way through the sea of sweaty people.

Fourth door on the left.

It didn’t take him any time to get there with his large steps but what did take a while was him building up the courage to knock on your door. When he finally did, it took a few seconds for a familiar and curious gaze to appear from behind the door and look into his eyes.

“Hi Johnny, do you need anything?” You still didn’t open your door wide enough for him to see inside, just enough for your head to pop out. “Um-” he didn’t this through, he had no idea what he was going to saw, he just wanted to see you. “-I just noticed you were gone and came to check on you. Are you not having fun, you’re hiding away in your room?”

His heart rate picked up when he heard your quiet giggle, but then his heart rate spiked again once he found himself being pulled into your room, out of the crowded and loud hallway, and into a place that seemed forbidden, sacred even.

You and Junko’s room was cold, much colder than the rest of the dorms, and it was dark, except for the small lights in the shape of hockey pucks that were sat upon various surfaces around the room. There were a few things that stuck out to him, the show that was playing, Gilmore Girls, your closet door was open, and he could see several sweaters, mostly brown and green, and then the giant ball of yarn that was being turned into one of said sweaters.

“Which episode are you on?” You had sat back onto your bed while Johnny took in his new surroundings. “At this point Rory has already dropped out of Yale and is well in her process of having one of the worst character developments in the history of weekly television.”

You felt secure with Johnny and immediately cleared off a spot on your bed for him, you wanted him to be close to you. He smiled at you and climbed onto your bed after you got comfortable. 

A couple minutes of silence passed, you switched back and forth between watching the show and watching your crocheting, Johnny was just watching you though. He couldn’t keep it in. “You’re so pretty.”

Your eyes widened and you looked over at him not sure what to say. “Thank you, Johnny, you are too.”  

The little puck sized lights illuminated Johnny’s face, you felt your ears slightly perk when he licked his bottom lip, and soon enough you had leaned forward and planted your lips onto the older male’s.

He gasped but still pulled you closer. Johnny let himself indulge in you before he remembered that after this, he’d have to face the consequences. Your overheated body quickly cooled down when Johnny pushed you away. It felt like someone had stabbed you in the heart and twisted the knife, twisted the knife until you were nothing. This man, whom you only met in real life a month ago already had you so captivated in his presence.

You weren’t experienced in kissing whatsoever, but you could’ve sworn that he had kissed back, even just for a little bit.

Too upset to be embarrassed, you let out a childish whine and opened your mouth to ask him what the matter was. But before you could get another word or sound out, Johnny was already answering.

"Because you're just so young”, there it was, the knife being ripped out. Of course though, you didn’t see the problem. "But you said you liked me and thought I was pretty." 

"I do and you are, that still doesn’t stop me from hating the way I think about you sometimes, because it makes me feel just as bad as the men that send those perverted messages to you." Both grimacing at the mention of the messages, you still didn’t see the problem though. You liked that it was Johnny who felt that way about you. He wasn’t a stranger, he wasn’t gross, he wasn’t some old man watching your fancams while cumming onto their cell phone screens. He was Johnny.

You didn’t know for sure about that last thing, but even if he was like that, you’d be able to get past it because he was Johnny, "You're nothing like them Johnny, you have respect for me and like me for who I am."

"There are some thoughts I've had that haven't been so respectful." Johnny isn't looking at you anymore, too afraid to see your reaction at his words. He had moved from sitting up, to move down so he had room to lay on his back. Your ceiling had a skylight in it, so you were able to look up at the sky as you fell asleep, and you saw that was where Johnny’s eyes were as well.

You scooted over closer to him so you could lay on your stomach, half on him and half on the bed, while you took in his facial features you started drawing shapes across the wide span of his chest. At first, he tensed up, nervous to have you this close and control himself, but he quickly realized that this domestic position was peaceful. Then you asked the question he was dreading, all while looking at him with bedroom eyes. "Like what thoughts?" 

"Don't look at me like that Y/n." Respecting his wishes, you looked away from his face and casted down to view where your hand was placed on his chest. 

"It's fine Johnny, we wouldn't be able to do anything anyways." You were sitting up now with your legs hanging off the bed. Johnny placed his hand on your lower back and moved his thumb in circles. "I'm not trying to pry, but why do you say that?"

"I've never done it before, Johnny." Your head was hanging down, as if you were ashamed. And you were. You had just admitted to the man you desired that you were a virgin.

But for Johnny, his demeanor changed, he was feeling more protective and possessive over you. No way he was going to let Haechan touch you. The weight of the bed shifted as Johnny sat up halfway, you felt his large hand on your left hip. His touch burned your skin in the most wonderful way imaginable.

“Johnny” you whispered as you looked behind you and at him. His eyes were different this time around though, they showcased lust and a look that only could be explained as a predator looking at its prey. “What do you want sweetheart? Tell me what you want me to do.” Your mouth hung open, just slightly in surprise of what you were hearing.

Whimpering, you quietly requested the one thing that made Johnny truly snap completely, “I want you to fuck me, I want you to be my first.” You also wanted him to be your only, but you’d take him in any way you could get him.

His touch was removed from your side and the small fire he lit on your skin still burned hot with the way he was looking at you. He stood up from his spot and moved in front of you to bend down to your level. “If at any point you want me to stop or go even slower, just tell me. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.”

You felt like you were unable to speak but when you just nodded, Johnny lightly but sharply tapped your thigh. The slap made you jump and the wet patch in your panties grow. “I’m going to need words sweetheart. Are you sure you still want to do this?” Johnny was looking right into you, seemingly into your soul. You remembered his rule and despite how dry your mouth felt, you managed to whisper out a yes.

“Good girl.” Johnny said as he kneeled on the bed, leaning over you. His lips ghosted yours and the gasp you let out caused Johnny to smile. And the smile didn’t go away when you leaned in to press your lips to his.

“Can I take off your clothes baby? Wanna see you, just for me.” You nodded and started taking off your shirt while he was talking. Johnny reached out and stopped you from doing anything else, he wanted to be the one to reveal your skin, of course after asking you if that was okay, which you eagerly nodded to.

With just your shirt off, there wasn’t much Johnny hadn’t seen. A lot of your stage outfits involved tiny shirts and big pants. It was when he took of your bra is when he saw something no one else had. Your tits bounced a bit from being unsupported but soon Johnny’s hands were kneading them and playing with your mounds.

As he pulled on your nipples, he pulled moan after moan out of your mouth. And he couldn’t wait to be inside of you. Johnny knew you had to be prepped so he removed your sleep shorts and panties and spread your legs for him. Showing Johnny your wet and shining cunt.

“You’re already so wet.” Johnny went to finger you but how much your pussy was already dripping surprised him. “You make me wet Johnny.” You gasped when he found your clit, refusing to leave the little bud alone.

The feeling of his fingers inside of you caused you to cum, much faster than you thought you were, and it made you a bit embarrassed, but when Johnny said, “Good girl, my good girl”, you felt a lot better. He got up from his spot between your legs and stripped in front of you. Your mouth watered as he removed each and everything covering him. You smiled a bit to yourself when he chuckled at you for staring, but he was back on the bed with his hand between your thighs in no time.

It only took a bit more for you to give Johnny the sign that you wanted him inside you, now. He nodded at you and reached into his discarded jeans pocket to pull of an aluminum foil package.

You watched with keen interest as Johnny ripped open the foil and rolled the rubber onto his hard dick, which you weren’t even sure was going to fit, he promised it would though, so you trusted him. Before pushing in Johnny covered his cock in your wetness as extra lube so he could save you as much pain as possible. It worked until he was all the way in, that’s when you spoke up.

You saw how thick the tip was and you struggled to stretch around it but it wasn’t until all of him was in you, every inch in length, and not to mention the girth.

"Johnny, it hurts, a lot." You winced and closed your eyes, trying to ignore the pain that was shooting through your lower half. To distract you, Johnny kept planting kisses along your neck and jaw, but after a particular loud whimper, Johnny connected your lips once again and seized all movement.  "I know Y/n, it'll stop soon."

Letting you try to adjust, Johnny just kept rubbing along your sides, trying to help you relax. “Just breathe. I’m right here, you’ll be okay, you’re safe.” The pain started to dissolve and form into need, while Johnny was still leaving marks along your neck, you were wanting Johnny to move.

Bucking your hips up into Johnny’s, you asked him to move. “Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.” “Johnny just move please, I need you.” He nodded to himself and gave you one last kiss before he started thrusting in and out of you, slowly at first, wanting you to get used to the feeling of having him inside of you.

When he felt your hands move from their position clamped on his shoulders and roam south to explore the taunt muscles, he took that as the signal to move faster. When your moans started to get louder and become more frequent, Johnny spoke against your ear, "I know baby, I know.”

Johnny didn’t slow down though, he kept up his pace for a few seconds and then sped up, watching your breasts bounce with each thrust. Your eyes rolled back, and Johnny couldn’t stop. Not when you looked like this. Not when you were moaning this sweetly. Not when you were begging him for more and whining that you were going to cum.

“I’m gonna c-cum Johnny, please, don’t stop.” He smiled at the drool dribbling out of the right side of your gaped mouth, he bet your hole would look the same when he pulled out. He didn’t pull out until he came.

You came first but even with the sensitivity you let Johnny use your quivering hole until he was satisfied, after the please was mixed with pain, you clench so tight around his cock that he felt his own eyes roll back. Even then though, he just stayed in you, embracing the intimacy and warmth that was in the air.

When Johnny did pull out you shivered and kept your tight grip on his shoulders. He maneuvered you to be playing on your side, next to him on his back.

“Hey Johnny?” You broke the silence with a small murmur. His hand that was rubbing up and down your back, all while keeping you close kept moving along your spine as he asked if something was wrong.

“No, nothing’s wrong, I just, I was just wondering if this was it for us.” The laugh he let out caused your first feeling to be humiliation but then you heard his quiet chuckle die down and was replaced with his soothing deep voice.

“It might be hard to get our managers and companies to allow us to be together, but I can tell you that now that I’ve had you, I don’t think I’d ever be able to live without you again.” Although Johnny was quite pussy drunk, he still meant every word he said.

The smile your face made was uncontrollable and you hid it into his neck. You didn’t plan on moving but Johnny gently took your head and pulled it away from him. “Don’t hide that smile, its too pretty baby. All of you is so pretty, my pretty baby.”

When Johnny got up from beside you, your first instinct was to reach for him. “Don’t worry pretty, I’m not going anywhere. Just can’t get enough of you.” Johnny had your legs spread and laid between them, you looked down at him and tried to close your legs.

“What did I say? Don’t hide from me.” You nodded and whimpered when Johnny brought his nose to your heat, he inhaled through his nose, taking in your seedy scent. “Smells so good-” he stuck out his tongue and swiped it through your swollen cunt, “-tastes so good too. Fuck. Tastes better than my fucking wet dreams. Such a pretty girl, with such a pretty pussy.”

Johnny was rambling into your pussy; his breath and lips would tickle you and you gasped and whined. Finally getting pleasure from something other than your fingers was causing you to not get enough of it. You were sensitive but you want nothing more than Johnny to make you cum again.

Your hands fisted the bed sheets as your legs started shaking. “Please Johnny, I need you.” Johnny decided to not torture you tonight, so he gave into your pleas. When his tongue made contact with your clit you had to force yourself to not scream, you patted above your head, looking for something, anything to grab onto. Your wandering hand met one of your plushies and you used it to cover your face and to filter your moans.

Johnny moved his tongue to play with your entrance, it was pulsing, clenching around nothing, and you were wet, so wet. “Baby, you’re dripping on the bed.” You hated how you knew it was true. The feeling of it spilling in between your plush ass cheeks wasn’t pleasant. Johnny saw the mess and lifted your hips a bit, so he had access to that part of you. “Wha- Johnny” your head was thrown back and your toes curled. Johnny licked between you and up your ass, collected all the arousal and cum that had dripped there.

The heat of your cheeks was almost unbearable. You’ve never felt anything like this, and you couldn’t tell if you were too sensitive or if you were about to cum again.

 Johnny kept swiping his tongue along your folds, switching between playing with the bundle of nerves and licking your walls. You felt your body get even warmer and your sight went black for a second.

“Shh, it’s okay Y/n. I got you, you’re safe. It’s just me.” Johnny cooed into your ear and petted your head, brushing his fingers through your head, soothing you. Your cheeks were wet, and you asked Johnny what happened.

He kissed your temple before he answered. “You passed out for a second, are you okay? I’m really sorry if I hurt you.” “No! You didn’t hurt me Johnny, it felt really good!”. You started shaking your head and attempted to get up, only to be pushed back down. “It’s okay, you don’t have to get up. I’ll clean you up.” Johnny walked away but returned with a damp washcloth.

It was nearly impossible to keep your eyes open as Johnny ran the warm washcloth over your burning skin. It didn’t get any easier when he started massaging you, focusing on the spots that were tense and made you gasp.

Johnny made sure you were completely relaxed before he got comfortable next to you. “Johnny, I like you, so much.” He smiled at you slurred words, tired, both mentally and physically. “I’m glad, because I like you a lot too.” Johnny pulled you into him, your bare skin touching. He could hear you breathe, and he wanted to hear you breathe next to him for the rest of his life. Although he was tired as well, he couldn’t take his eyes off of you, your shoulders weren’t tense, and your entire body was limp. You were comfortable, and you felt safe with Johnny.

Take My Breath (M)

pairing. alpha Jeno x female omega reader

genre. trapped in an elevator AU, a/b/o, pwp, M/F

warnings. profanity, explicit smut.. filth, pre-heat, dubious at first(consent given), ‘stuck’(ridiculously unrealistic), slick, oral, unprotected sex, anal, multiple orgasms. minors DNI.

word count. 7000

“A coffee shop in the lobby? The fact that this place even has a lobby?” Your friend lets out a low whistle glancing around. “Not to mention the amount of unclaimed Alpha real estate around here. So many bare naked fingers. What God did you save from immortal death in a past life to snag this place?”

“I told you, I’ve been on the hunt for months. It was worth the wait.”

“A new place isn’t the only thing you’ve been hunting for months.” One of her well-kempt eyebrows bounces, nudging her chin toward the line that’s formed filled with Alphas dressed in various work attire. “There’s no way you won’t end up mated living here.”

“I’m not trying to mate anyone.” You say uninterested. It’s true, really, you could care less to have some Alpha prancing around your new place, making a mess of crumbs and leaving remnants of his scent behind to ruin your peaceful atmosphere.

“You can try to deny our nature all you want, but your Omega instincts will handle your stubborn attitude. You just wait and see.” She says with a wink, leading you to start up another discourse over how you have learned to control your Omega’s feral hormones. A call of your name from behind the coffee bar leaves your lips parted, holding up a finger before her face as you stand to pick up your drink.

“Hold that thought, I’m not done with you.”

“Yeah yeah. Go grab your coffee you grouch, you need it.” She laughs teasingly, making eyes at a few handsome Alphas in line.

“This isn’t my drink..” You say, turning the label on the cup to face you. “Jeno?”

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Smelling Like Roses

Paring: Roommates!Nomin (Lee Jeno and Na Jaemin) x Female Reader, Na Jaemin x Female Reader

Preview: “Let’s make some porn Jaems.” He smiled at his friend and rubbed his neck. “Of us Jeno?” Jaemin’s cheeks turned red, he’s admitted that Jeno is sexy, specifically when he runs his hand through his hair, but he wouldn’t think of having sex with him, let alone making porn. 

Jeno just laughed at his reaction, throwing his head back slightly, his eyes crinkling shut. “No, Jaemin. Well, yes, I guess so. We’d have a girl involved, obviously, but you’re majoring in photography and videography, you could film, I could fuck. It would be perfect, and people love amateur porn.” 

Jaemin’s cheeks lost their vibrant color and considered the idea. He already had the camera, Jeno’s always horny. It could possibly work.

Word Count: 13.9k

Genre: Non-Idol AU, Collage AU

Warnings: Smut, mature language/cursing, fluff (a lot), not proofread, unrealistic porn themes i guess, not really a warning but y/n and jaemin are a complicated couple (kind of, not really)

Smut Warnings: Threesome, recording while having sex, innocent reader gets slightly used but it’s consensual, jeno and jaemin are kinda mean, use of sex toys (nipple clamps, a dildo, and a vibrator, a butt plug), bondage rope is mentioned but it isn’t used, hints of dumbification, praising, pet names, degradation, slight cumplay, dacryphilia, corruption

a/n: okay, so, this has a ton of fluff and to be honest i didn’t mean for it to have this much but it just happened. i hope this doesn’t suck ass and that you enjoy it.  also, let me know if i missed something with the warnings.

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You’re Not Too Bad- Chapter 2

Pairing: Jake Sim x Female Reader x Park Sunghoon

Preview: You started trying to talk, not having much luck with him down your throat, but Jake noticed and pulled you off of him. “Wait, I, Jake, I want you to cum in me.” Jake could see your face slightly with the light from the moon shining in. Tears were running down your cheeks and drool and pre-cum were sticking to your face. 

 “You’re so fucking pretty; I’ll do anything you want.”

Word Count: 5.2k

Genre: Enemies to Lovers, Academic Rivals to Lovers, Love Triangle, Friends/Strangers to Lovers, Non-Idol AU, High School AU (y/n, jake, and sunghoon are all 18)

Warnings: Fluff, angst, cursing/mature language, smut, not 100% proofread, sunghoon calls her a whore (he does apolagize tho), pet names (babe, baby, sweetheart) 

Smut warnings: Oral sex (f and m receiving), overstimulation, squirting, car sex, unprotected sex (erm don’t do that irl), on call while having sex, kinda threesome, hoon is on the phone while they have sex and is active in it, dirty talk, praise, names used (whore, fucktoy)

I made a little playlist that will go along with the story, you may get a few spoilers or at least a few little nudges in the direction of the story, but I hope you like it. If the link is expired just dm me and ask for it!!

a/n: sorry it took so long, I have other chapters written for this story that have more meaning towards the plot and aren’t just filler, but I hope you enjoy it now that it’s here!

Taglist- @iloveoceaneyesss @ijiminiecricket @skzenhalove @yaatrickyaaa

Like every morning, you woke up from the alarm on your phone going off but this time it was followed by a deep groan. Jake.

“Why do you wake up so early, we don’t have to be at school for another two and a half hours”. His voice had a raspy and gravely tone to it. His morning voice was hot to say the least. “I take a shower in the morning and since I’m still tired, it takes me a while, so I plan an extra hour.” Jake just groaned again as you started to get up, you could feel his hand slide from its resting place on your side to the bed as you slipped from the blankets and walked to the bathroom.

Looking behind you, you saw Jake who was still in bed, looking up at you with puppy dog eyes. “You know Jake, you could always join me.” He smiled a bit and started pulling the blankets off of himself. You took his slow pace to get a head start and get the water running. You turned on the vent fan above and kept the lights at a low level.  

Slowly, you removed your pants and pulled the shower curtain back to the walk-in shower and stepped in. The water falling above immediately warmed your body up, goosebumps rose along your arms, shocked by the contrast of the cold air and warm water. Before you could stop yourself, a relaxed sigh escaped from your lips, but it turned into a surprised squeak and the goosebumps that prickled across my skin intensified from Jake wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing his chest to your back.

“We don’t have time to do anything Sim, so tell Lil’ Jake to calm down.” You could feel his hard-on against your lower back but of course, your mind was nearing the school mindset. “Never call my dick ‘Lil’ Jake’ again.” You just laughed and reached for your body wash that was sitting on the shelf next to the rest of your products.

Jake just watched you scrub a loofa along your body with soap and then body wash in comfortable silence. The music that you played was soft but had sensual undertones to it and Jake felt himself leaning against the wall and drifting off to sleep again. With the music, the warmth of the water, and the presence of you, he was as peaceful as he ever thought he could be.  

“Would you like to accompany me to view a film this Saturday?” Jake was still leaning against the wall as you washed yourself. The sleepiness in his voice that was followed with a yawn made you turn around to face him. “I would love to but I’m going to the mall on Saturday with Sunoo. What time is the movie? Sunoo and I are going at one so if it’s a night movie, then I can go.”

Jake lightly pushed off of the wall and took the body wash from your hands and squirted a bit out and into his palm. He then rubbed the wash around your shoulders and back, pushing his thumbs in and massaging the tight spots.

“We can go at night if that works best for you.” As you were nodding, Jake rubbed out a particular knot that had been bothering you and the hum of affirmation turned into a moan. “Your muscles are so tense, why do you let yourself get this stressed?” He planted a kiss to the side of your head and waited for you to respond. “I don’t mean to, but I have so much to do every day.”

“And that’s why I’m going to make you skip first hour today.” You couldn’t skip, you had a meeting with the rest of the student council during that hour. When you were a freshman, you joined student council as the treasurer once you found out you got to skip first period when meetings occurred. Then you found out it looked great on college applications, so by your sophomore year you were president, the youngest president the student body had seen in a long time, although it just added more to your plate and college application, it pissed Sunghoon off.

Your nodding turned into shaking your head, “I can’t skip Jake, I have a student council meeting, and as president, it is my responsibility to be present to every single meeting.” Jake’s warm chest was pressed against your back, allowing you to relax your body and lean on him. “When was the last time you had missed a meeting?” You hadn’t, you had never, ever missed a meeting. “Never.”

That’s how you ended up where you were now. Naked, on your bed, legs spread, with Jake between them. “J-Jake! Fuck, more please, I can-t” you could feel your legs shaking around his head as his tongue played with the wetness coming from your cunt. “Can’t what? Can’t take it? I think you can, you’re doing such a good job for me, such a good girl. Such a pretty girl.”

“Jake we’re gonna be la-late, can’t be late, fe-els so good though.” With each swipe of his tongue between your folds you were losing it even more, and when he’d nudge your clit, you couldn’t contain the moan that would leave your lips. “You’re not going, gonna make you feel good.” Jake looked up from his spot and watched you.

Your eyebrows furrowed from the loss of friction, and he laughed, he laughed when you rolled your hips up to chase his mouth. “Please don’t stop!” Jake leaned his forehead on your naval, breathing you in. “I’ll start again when you agree to take a break today.” You nodded your head quickly, just trying to get Jake to start again. “Okay, anything just please don’t stop!” He was satisfied with your response and started again, two swipes through your folds and he paused again. A mixture of a groan and a yell escaped your mouth. “If I knew any better, I’d say you haven’t had your pussy played with in a long time.”

It had been a long time, you’ve had quiet hook ups and one long term fuck buddy throughout the year, making sure none of them said anything due to wanting to keep your reputation. “So long, s’been so long. Too long.” Jake liked you this way, vulnerable, needy, desperate. Desperate for him. “That’s a shame, your pussy is too sweet to be ignored.” With that Jake continued his mannerisms.

Drawing orgasm after orgasm out of you, he still continued. Uncoherent sounds were coming from both of you. You begging him to stop and to continue and him mumbling about the way you taste and smell and how he wouldn’t get enough of you. Your legs were wrapped tightly around his head as everything started to become too much. Jake could tell you were just about done. You felt raw and not to mention swollen.

Your legs tightened and shook one last time until Jake felt his mouth and the lower half of his face being soaked. The room was filled with your loud moan as your back arched off of the bed. Jake kept licking up your arousal and cum until you had to push his head off of you.

“You squirted, Sweetheart.” Your droopy eyes shot open, and your face was on fire. “No, please be joking.” He laughed and pulled you into his chest, rubbing your bare back. “Don’t worry, it was so fucking hot. Did you enjoy it though?” Refusing to say anything in fear of being embarrassed any further, you just nodded.

“M’tired now Jake.” Sleep sounded perfect right now, but when you tried to glance at the clock, Jake turned your head back to him. “What time is it?” You looked up at him and couldn’t help but smile, his hair was ruffled and his lips plumper than normal, and they were decorated with a thin sheen. “School has already started. First hour isn’t over quite yet but you really do deserve a break. Everyone can tell how hard you work and how much you care about the school.” Academic validation and praise were two of the things that could make you gush. Jake had hit them both in one sentence and you didn’t know what to do.

Of course teachers now and of the past have praised you but this felt different, someone your own age was saying this, and it wasn’t to just get in your pants, he had already been in them, but he stayed and was saying this. “Okay, one rest day won’t hurt.”

Even if you wanted to go to school, the smile that lit up Jake’s face made it worth it.

You and Jake hadn’t stopped talking at all, you’d meet up in between classes, after school, and he kept spending the night since your parents were still out of the country. Jake was able to get you to forget about Sunghoon, especially when you received a text once the time film club was rolled around, and you didn’t show up. Jake and you did most things together, he even drove you places when you had errands to run, you never had to ask, he’d always offer.

“Thanks for dropping me off, Jake.” You gave him a kiss on the cheek before you turned away to open the car door and step out. “The movie starts at 7:00 but if you’re still out we can just go at a later time but no matter the time just text me when you want to be picked up.” Hearing Sunoo call your name caused you to quicken your pace a bit, you nodded at Jake, smiled, and closed the car door.

The beautiful boy met you halfway and interlocked your elbows together. “So…you and Jake.” Sunoo smiled at his acquaintance as he pulled out of the parking spot. You both watched Jake leave the parking lot in silence, you trying to figure out what to say and Sunoo trying to keep his smile in. “I’m not sure what we are. We’ve hung out everyday this week, he ate me out one morning so I would skip school, including the meeting and film club with Park. We like each other but I can’t help but to feel as if something is pulling me back.” Sunoo knew, everyone knew, except you and the thing pulling you back, of course.

The smiling boy had a pep in his step after hearing about his two friends. “You already got him whipped, oh my lord.” Disagreeing, you grumbled your doubt and shook your head. “I don’t know about that.” You rolled your eyes, but Sunoo wasn’t having it, “Y’know, whenever me and Hoon would talk about you, no matter the context, Jake would always make a point of saying how pretty you were.” Your face morphed into a grimace at the mention of Sunghoon, but you still had a tint of red on your cheeks from the mention of Jake telling his friends that you were pretty.

“Why do you look so surprised? Everyone thinks you’re pretty, including Hoon but heaven forbid him to ever admit it.” For some reason that would didn’t know, the though of Park Sunghoon thinking you were pretty made the fire inside of you burn brighter and hotter, it made you blush more than Jake thinking you were pretty.

Sunoo noticed but he could tell that you were arguing with yourself about it, so he didn’t say anything. He was content with being the middleman of this triangle he could see forming. He liked the gossip and the drama, of course he wasn’t on a specific side, but he still wanted to see how everything played out.

Giggling brought you out of the inner war going inside your head and turned your attention to the boy next to you. “What is it, Sun?” He nodded ahead of you, and you saw your equivalent to the devil.

“What the fuck is he doing here?” You huffed, hating how his eyes crinkled when he threw his head back if he laughed too hard. “It’s a public area girly, just because you’re here doesn’t mean he can’t be.” You loved Sunoo for always being there for you but hated that he was also always there for Sunghoon, Sunoo was the peacemaker.

“Hey L/n, how are you?” His smile was smug, it took everything in you to hold back from slapping him. “Sunoo and I are just fine.” Keeping your head tilted slightly up to show confidence, you tightened your hold on Sunoo and started leading him to one of the many stores you two had talked about.  

Normally, Sunghoon wouldn’t bother you too much if you were to run in to each other in public, but when you were with Sunoo he tended to tag along. “Where are you going? We haven’t even caught up about film club!” Sunghoon jogged to Sunoo’s side and matched your guys’ pace.

“I’m sorry Y/n, I tried to tell him not to bother you but, well, you know how he is.” An apologetic voice appeared by your side, you would’ve jumped in surprise if it wasn’t so soothing and quiet. “It’s okay Jungwon. I appreciate the effort though.” He gave you a shy smile and looked to his friend who was starting to irritate you.

His voice was deep, and terribly attractive. Too attractive for the shit it was being used for. “I know you’re actually glad about me joining film because God knows you wouldn’t be able to do it without me, so why’d you skip?” One of his eyebrows arched slightly in question and then started talking again. “Actually, I didn’t you at all that day. What’s with that Miss. President?”

Something that you liked about Sunghoon is that he could be easily surprised. “Jake spent the night and convinced me not to go to school.” You shrugged off the question but relished in the way his jaw dropped. “Jake. Jake Sim? My friend.” Jungwon nudged your side in approval, but Sunghoon’s icy stare was still set on your face, waiting, praying for a sign that you were joking. He could only assume what had happened, he knew Jake, and he knew you. Sunghoon felt his stomach tighten and he wasn’t sure why. He had brought it up to Sunoo once, the feeling of his organs coiling around each other, when he saw you dancing at freshman homecoming with a boy. Sunoo said he was jealous, and Park Sunghoon claimed that he was not jealous.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? Sleeping with my best friend. I didn’t you think you’d go that low. Fucking whore”

“This isn’t about you. Jake likes me and I like him, there is no Sunghoon apart of this situation. And I’m not a whore.” Sunghoon looked stunned at your outburst, but you didn’t care, you were upset.

Instead of waiting for Sunghoon to say something you just spun on your heel and started walking in the other direction, towards the mall entrance. Removing your phone from your back pocket, you pulled up Jake’s number and called him. After the third ring his voice soothed your ears, “Hey, Y/n what’s up? Did something happen?”

“Can you just come pick me up, I know it’s only been 20 minutes, but I want to go.” Jake could hear the sorrow in your voice and complied immediately. “Yeah, of course, I’m on my way.” You refused to cry because of Sunghoon, but he knew that you didn’t sleep around, and it had been a while since you had gotten intimate with someone. He was just mad that you were sleeping with his friend.

When you made it to the doors that led to the parking lot, you cursed at the sight and sound of rain.  

At least there was a canopy that you could stand under while you waited for Jake, however, the canopy didn’t keep you safe from the harsh wind that was picking up speed. The wind also brought sprinkles of rain to your skin, causing you to shiver slightly.

“Hey, I’m sorry Hoon is such a dick.” Jungwon exited the doors and stood by you under the canopy. “It’s fine, I don’t know why I let him bother me. Where’s Sun? I feel bad for ditching him on our day.” Jungwon laughed at the mention of your friend.

"Sunoo is ripping Hoon a new one. After he saw the look on your face, Sunoo let it all out.” You chuckled at the thought of your normally happy friend getting mad and verbalizing it.

You were about to thank Jungwon for telling you, but a car horn interrupted you. Looking over your shoulder you saw Jake. “Thanks Jungwon, I hope my mood didn’t ruin your afternoon.” You smiled at him and started jogging to Jake’s car, but not before bracing yourself for the rain. “Anytime Y/n, and you didn’t bother me at all! I’ll yell at Hoon for you!” Laughing, you opened Jake’s car door and sat in the passenger seat.

“Hey, what happened? Are you okay?” Jake asked you as soon as you were secure in his car, he turned on the heat and made sure it was blowing out of the vents, achieving his goal of warming you up. “Yeah, Sunghoon just being a dick but I’m fine now.” You leaned over the console and nuzzled your nose in Jake’s neck, breathing in his musky but clean cologne.

He kissed your hair and asked, “What was Hoon even doing there?” You rolled your eyes without even thinking about it, not wanting to think or speak about him anymore. “He was there with Jungwon and with them and Sunoo being friends, he invited himself. He got mad about you and I and then called me a ‘fucking whore’”. Jake’s knuckles turned white from gripping the steering wheel so tight.

“Are you serious? Did he at least apologize?” He let out a dry chuckle at the thought of his friend apologizing to you. Jake and Sunoo both knew why Sunghoon hated you, but neither were going to break it to you, especially now that you and Jake were together. “It’s okay, you’re away from him for now, I’ve got you.”

You sat back in your seat and nodded, quietly thanking him. “Do you think we could go to the movie now?” Jake smiled and looked at you quickly. “When I was looking at times there was one at 2:00, and that’s in 20 minutes so I’ll head that way.”

The movie’s previews hadn’t finished by the time you and Jake got to the theater and luckily it wasn’t too busy so the seats you picked, weren’t bad. Watching Austin Butler wiggle his hips and throwing popcorn at Jake was nice way to clear your head. When the popcorn was all finished and the movie was only halfway done, Jake laid his head on your shoulder, and you leaned your head on his.

Whenever you would call Austin hot, Jake would flex his covered bicep and say, “I’m hotter and I’m good at eating pussy.” You laughed and smacked at his chest, embarrassed but you agreed, nonetheless.

“That was pretty good.” Jake took your hand in his and led you out of the theater. “I just can’t believe that it’s dark already.” You observed after walking outside.

“Well, let’s get you home huh, do you want me to stay again?” You just nodded and leaned into Jake’s side, feeling the chill of the night on your arms. “Let’s get you in the car.” Jake picked up his speed, causing you to also. Seeing the car in the close distance, he pressed the automatic start button on the key fob so the heat would go ahead and kick on for you.

You verbally thanked Jake for that because when you got seated in the car, it was already nice and warm for you, including your seat warmer. You hated the console of Jake’s car, since it kept you away from Jake, you wanted to stay by his side, tucked under his arm, every possible second. You decided that leaning over it was enough for now until you two arrived at your house.

Feeling your head on his shoulder, Jake chuckled and asked, “Can’t get enough of me?”

The end of his sentence trailed on when he heard your seatbelt click off and he felt your lips on his neck, kissing, sucking, and licking at his skin, and specifically his sweet spot. “Babe, I’m driving, we can mess around once we get back to your house.” He tried keeping his eyes open, but when you started palming him through his pants, his eyes fluttered close. “Hmm, pull over. Want you in my mouth, now.” Whispering your demand in his ear and licking the shell, he swallowed and put on his turn signal, indicating that he was pulling over to the side of the road.

At least it was dark, and Jake took the back roads to your house, so there weren’t many other cars around. “You helped me this week, and I haven’t returned the favor. Which I felt bad about, let me make it up to you, please.” You pouted up at him and pawed at his pants. “Please, Jake, let me suck you off.” His breath was heavy, and you hadn’t even done anything yet, he nodded and lifted his hips up after he removed his seatbelt.

You unzipped his pants and pulled them down. Before he could say anything, you were mouthing around the outline of his dick. Licking him through his boxer briefs and kissing at the wet spot that had started to form at his tip.

“Please, don’t tease, you make me so hard, need to cum.” You listened to his whines of need and pulled down his briefs. Even in the dark, you could tell that his dick was pretty, you nuzzled your cheek into his cock like you did with his neck. “Jake, you’re so big.” You mewled when the weight of his hand landed on your head and tugged on your hair.

Raising your head, you traced your lips with his tip, lining your lips with his pre-cum. After one whine to hurry up, you took Jake into your mouth. Your tongue felt around, finding a prominent vein and you took him out of your mouth, letting go of him with a pop. You returned to that vein and licked it up and down, sucking along it. Jake’s moans filled the car, ‘So High’ by Doja Cat was in the background, and of course, the sucking noise you were making.

“I need to be in your throat.” Jake took your head in his hands and returned it with your mouth hovering open above his dick. You took the tip in by yourself, and Jake pushed you down the rest of the way. Your nose meeting the little patch of hair at his pelvic bone with a gag.

You moaned around his dick and relaxed your throat, allowing Jake to do whatever he wanted with you. And he did. He started bucking his hips into your face, fucking your mouth at the pace he wanted, at the pace that was gonna help him cum down your throat.

You started trying to talk, not having much luck with him down your throat, but Jake noticed and pulled you off of him. “Wait, I, Jake, I want you to cum in me.” Jake could see your face slightly with the light from the moon shining in. Tears were running down your cheeks and drool and pre-cum were sticking to face.

“You’re so fucking pretty; I’ll do anything you want.” He told you to get in the back seat and of course you listened. He smacked your ass while you were climbing over the console, with twisting his shoulders and letting out a few grunts, Jake followed. “Take off your shirt and bra, wanna see your tits bounce when you ride me.” The words were muffled when Jake pulled his shirt over his head, but you were able to make the words out. While you were working on your bra, Jake reached over to you and unbuttoned and unzipped your jeans, and then tugged them down when you lifted your butt off the seat.

When you and Jake actually looked at each other again, both of you were fully naked. Jake made the first move by holding the back of your neck and slamming his lips into yours. Jake spread his legs and pulled you over to him, maneuvering you to straddle him.

“Oh my god. I can feel you dripping on me.” You looked away when Jake started to blindly explore your soaking pussy. “Hmm, what a messy girl, can’t help but get wet at giving me head. My cock whore.” You whined from being so flustered but then whined from pleasure.  Jake teased your cunt with his cock before prodding at your quivering hole.

You didn’t like how slow Jake was being, so you raised your hips and bottoming out yourself. Both you and Jake cursed and threw your heads back, finally being able to feel each other after all the teasing. “So wet and warm and tight”, Jake gritted his teeth when you tightened around him. “So big, Jake, too much, oh fuck, please.”

“It isn’t too much, you wanted this, and you’re going to be good for me and take it all. Now ride me.” He smacked your thigh hard and leaned back. You placed your hands on his chest and started bouncing on his cock, raising your hips enough where just the tip was inside and then bottoming out completely once again. You continued doing that, moaning loudly when Jake hit your g-spot or when he started playing with your tits.

The steamy atmosphere was ruined by your phone ringing. Jake tried to get you to ignore it, but it could’ve been important, so you reached for your jeans, with Jake still balls deep inside of you. You grimaced at the caller though. “Who is it?” “Sunghoon.” You were about to toss your phone back to where your jeans were wadded up, but Jake wanted otherwise. “Answer it.” Your walls tensed, and Jake laughed. “I know you like the idea, so answer it before it stops ringing. Now.” You listened.

“Hey Sunghoon, what’s up?” You tried keeping your voice even and when Jake reached towards your phone to put him on speaker, you gulped. “Nothing much, Sunoo and Jungwon got on to my ass about what I said to you, so I just wanted to apologize.” When it was time for you to respond, Jake started trusting into you again. “It-It’s okay-y S-Sunghoon.”

Oh no. Sunghoon and you both stopped breathing, Jake however was very proud. He got you to moan Sunghoon’s name. “Y/n, are you alright?” Your face was burning, and your head started to fog. “Yeah Hoon, she’s just fine.” The smugness in Jake’s voice traveled well through the phone and Sunghoon immediately understood.

“Oh my god, are you serious right now?” You whined into the phone when Jake started to continuously hit your g-spot. “Why? Are you jealous Hoon? Hang up if you don’t wanna listen, or do you want more?” Nothing was said on either line, but Sunghoon hasn’t hung up and that made you more flustered.

The silence was broken until Sunghoon spoke up, “I-I wanna see her.” You gasped in surprise and Jake’s smirk grew. “I had a feeling you would Hoon.” Jake clicked the video chat button and turned on his flash. “Smile and moan for Hoon, baby.” You tried to smile at the camera, but it was ruined by Jake pinching your clit, “Fuck, Jake, Sunghoon, please!”

Heavy breathing was coming from both males. Jake moved his body so he could push you down to lay on the seat. He kneeled above you and shone the flash of his phone down on you. When it hit your eyes, you squinted, and your face scrunched but it didn’t stay on your face. Jake panned the phone to your tits, and smacked them both, showing Sunghoon how they jiggled. “Jake, show me her pussy please.”

“Hoon~” Sunghoon moaned at the sound of you whining his name, not Jake’s too, just his. “Aw, babe, do you hear that? Hoon is jerking off to your body, I can’t blame him thought, you're just so sexy. My perfect little fuckdoll.” You tried to close your legs when Jake was showing Sunghoon, but he slapped your pussy, feeling your arousal splatter on his abs. “Man, only if you could feel this pussy, it’s so fucking wet.”

Jake was still in you during this and when he showed Sunghoon, he pulled out and slowly pushed in. Allowing him to see your back arch up and your cum covering Jake’s cock. “Look at that creamy cunt.” Sunghoon said through a moan and with Jake quickening his pace, you felt yourself coming close to the edge.

“Jake, I’m gonna cum.” Jake frowned and shook his head, eyes locked on your pussy convulsing around his dick. “No, baby, I don’t want you to cum. I want you to squirt, squirt like you did for me the other day. Squirt for Sunghoon.”

Both you and Hoon gasped, and Jake started circling the pad of his thumb on your pulsing clit. “Come on, I know you can do it, just let go for me.” You couldn’t stop moving and you couldn’t do anything to prevent what was going to happen.

Jake hit your spot once more and the name you screamed wasn’t his, but Jake didn’t care. Jake thrusted in you one last time, filling you up with his cum even with the liquid shooting out of your body. Your breathing was unsteady, and your thighs kept twitching even after Jake pulled out.

Even though you and Jake had finished, Sunghoon wasn’t. He moaned your name and, “Dude, show me her pussy, wanna see it all shiny and swollen.” Jake lifted on of your legs up and over the head of the backseat and the other over the console, so your foot was in the passenger seat in the front. Now, Sunghoon could see everything, both of your most intimate holes on display for his greedy eyes.

He watched Jake’s cum drip out of your pussy and down your ass to puddle on the seat. His cum wasn’t the only thing that was dripping, from you squirting there was a sheen on the seat, your thighs, and on your pussy, which looked destroyed. It was red and swollen and Sunghoon could only wish that it was him who did this to you.

“Let me see her face.” Jake complied and Hoon’s groans grew louder and more constant, Jake turned the phone and flipped the camera so you and Sunghoon would be looking at each other. Sunghoon whispered your name and threw his head back. Cumming into his fist, which you wanted to watch more than anything. “Sunghoon” you whimpered when Jake flicked your clit just to get you to whine the other man’s name again.  

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