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From Clover’s perspective, the fight between Karkat and Clover is a leprechaun mating ritual.

Instead their charms comprise a spectral continuum of more su8tly varying types of relationships, most of which are esta8lished in mutual chicanery, such as the exchange of pranks, coy riddles, slapstick shenanigans, and games of chance.

ARANEA: No charm is specifically tied to procre8tion, though any type of relationship could 8egin waxing concupiscent if lady luck should so decide. Certain charm com8in8tions are known to 8e more conducive to fertility than others. If the leprechaun pair has 8een so 8lessed, they will 8egin an ela8orate coupling procedure culmin8ting in a lively m8ting jig. The jigs are specific to the charms of course, similar to how different kinds of music lend themselves to various styles of dance.

A sta8le relationship consisting of three or more charms is called a trove. These advanced relationships are often viewed as the ideal end result for a romance, much the way certain pairing rituals are for humans.

Clover’s eyes even flash the star-heart-horseshoe charm when Karkat hogties him.

Karkat is a Blood player, the aspect of bonds and relationships. Even though Clover is extremely lucky, and thus generally unbeatable, Karkat defeats him by unknowingly forming a bond with Clover (and literally binding him).

Edited to clarify some information regarding classes and gender. As a note, I’m pretty sure I made this chart either before Hussie made the statement on female Princes, or before I was aware of it. I’m still keeping the chart as-is, though, for now.

Classes Chart

Here’s a chart of all the classes, both Standard and Master.

My goal was to define, describe, and categorize them as efficiently and accurately as possible, based on my understanding of the classes. I based as much as I could on canon information, while inferring the rest.

(For clarity, “–” denotes Active, and “+” denotes Passive.)

(Note: If chart looks distorted/shrunken, right-click and View Image.)

Special thanks to bladekindeyewear, dahniwitchoflight, infinitywhale and probably others for their insight and information, helping me understand the classes and aspects. I couldn’t have made this chart without them.

Some clarification: I am aware Hussie essentially said any gender can have any class (i.e. female Princes). I don’t like the idea of gendered classes, anyway, and I think it’s needlessly restrictive, not to mention sexist and stereotyping.

However, my chart reflects what’s been depicted in comic, based on what Calliope states, looking at the characters’ classes and gender distribution, and then making some inferences based on Hussie’s penchant for balance and based on class names and god tier outfit designs.

Of all my Tumblr posts... between my music videos, art, fiction, reviews, blogs, and everything... this dumb Rayllum meme is my first post to ever receive over 1,000 notes.

I honestly don’t know what to say. Um... spare a follow? I make cute fanart and fanfics.

Oh, and as always, watch The Dragon Prince on Netflix. :D

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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, College 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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There, the bold word read: EVICTION, to the two boys. When Jeno came home from class that day, he saw the eviction notice taped to his and Jaemin’s door, seeing the red letters immediately made his heart drop and breath pick up.

“Jaemin, man, we need money.” Jeno looked over at his roommate in time to see him roll his eyes. “No shit, Jeno. I’m so glad you can read man; college is really doing you some good.”

Jaemin and Jeno were four months behind on their rent, with partially filled promises, the boys kept asking for an extension on their deadline, but they weren’t able to make it. The landlord of the building they were staying in had been gracious, used to the tenants being college students, she was used to having deadlines not being met. Every tenant was able to make rent by the time of the new deadline. However, the renters Na Jaemin and Lee Jeno weren’t able to make it within the four extensions they were given.

“What are we going to do? We need four months’ worth of rent by the end of this month.” Jeno ran his hand through his bleached hair and tugged on the roots. “I can always pick up more hours at the café and the bookstore.” Jaemin’s eyebrows were furrowed, and he started rubbing his temples to try and soothe the oncoming headache.

Jeno heard Jaemin’s idea and spoke up, “I’ll ask for more hours at the rink, I can see if I can start teaching one of the kid’s classes.” With the taunting topic of being kicked out looming over them, imagining Jeno teaching little kids how to play hockey was able to brighten Jaemin’s mood a little bit.

“Will we even be able to make enough by the deadline just by picking up extra shifts?” Jeno asked, praying Jaemin would have a positive answer. When Jeno turned his head to look at him, all he saw was the sight of Jaemin shaking his head “no”.

“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.

“What kind of video should we make then? You watch too much porn for your own good, in my opinion, so you should have a whole porn library in that head. The only type of library for that matter.” Jaemin wasn’t liking this idea, but if it would keep them in their apartment, he would be able to be convinced.

Grabbing his phone, he searched for one of the many videos he had saved. There was a specific type of video he was thinking about. “I’m going to ignore your comment about the amount of porn I watch, I’m an adult, I can do what I want. But anyways, how about a casting couch video? They’re pretty hot if you ask me and they're popular videos.”

“What exactly is a casting couch?” Not wanting to chit chat about porn for too much longer, Jaemin asked the question he wasn’t exactly wanting the answer to. Jeno turned his phone around to show Jaemin the screen.

“Well, normally it's a younger and sort of innocent girl who is new to the industry, and the person behind the camera kind of uses her a bit, for their own pleasure and to get a good video.” He was starting to get a bit excited, the thought of possibly being able to make his favorite type of porn was finally catching up to him.

“That's a bit fucked up Jeno.” Although Jaemin voiced disgust for it, he couldn’t take his eyes off of the screen. There was a girl on the couch looking up at the camera while playing with her clit, the man holding the camera had two fingers in her mouth and was fucking them down her throat, drool was spilling out the sides of the girl’s mouth as she was gagging. Her motions on her clit were speeding up and she was about to cum until the man removed his hand from her mouth and took her hands off her pussy.

“Yeah, but it's hot, popular, and cheap to make. All you need is a couch, a camera, and a girl.” They had a couch, Jaemin had a camera, all they needed was a girl. “Who are we going to do this with then?”

"What about the girl you've been seeing for a bit Jaem? She's cute, seems innocent enough, and there's a good chance she’ll be comfortable around you." Jeno asked as soon as he saw a message from you light up Jaemin's phone. Jaemin saw where Jeno’s line of sight had gone and so he snatched his phone off the table as quick as possible. You were his.

"Y/n? Her and I are getting somewhat serious, and I really like her, I'd hate to scare her off." Jaemin also didn't really want Jeno touching you.

"Well, don't you think she'd feel weird if you were filming another girl?" Jeno had Jaemin cornered, he would only want to do this with you and not another girl, but on the other hand, he didn't want you to be too freaked out. Even though Jaemin didn’t want other people to see you like that, specifically Jeno, he couldn’t help but imagine the sight of you in a state like that. He liked that sight, a lot.

"I guess we can bring it up when she comes over for dinner tomorrow." As soon as Jaemin gave in, Jeno grabbed his laptop off the table and headed to the couch.

Jaemin walked over to where Jeno was now sitting to see why he had grabbed his laptop so quickly. He assumed Jeno had gone onto Pornhub to gather ideas, or to just get horny. But once the screen of the computer was visible to him, Jaemin saw him on a website that sold sex toys. Sighing and starting to regret sawing he’d ask you, Jaemin tried to take the computer from Jeno.

“C’mon man, we’re not trying to torture her here, I thought we’d go a vanilla route for the time being.” Jeno however, was able to move the computer out of Jaemin’s reach. “Now why would we do that? People like kinky shit Jaems.” Rolling his eyes once again Jaemin argued, “No, you like kinky shit.”

Even though Jaemin acted as if he was revolted, he’d would be lying if he said he hadn’t thought of doing those types of things with and to you. Tying you up, not letting you cum, not letting you stop cumming, making you cry, fucking your pussy while shoving a dildo down your throat, using an inflatable butt plug, dressing you up in frills and fucking you dumb, the list was honestly endless. Jaemin didn’t tell anyone about what he wanted to do to you, not Jeno, not you, he barely liked to admit it to himself.

He was too distracted with imagining you screaming his name that he didn’t notice Jeno calling his name until he slapped his back. “Thinking about this?” Jeno’s voice wasn’t teasing, at all, which is what Jaemin would expect. “Yeah, I am.” He nodded and looked back at the screen that was on his friend’s lap.

They spent the rest of the day looking at various sex toys, adding them to the cart, removing them from the cart, just to add them again. Nipple clamps, dildos, vibrators, a butt plug, and rope. Jeno was the one that initially typed the items in the search bar and added them to the cart, but Jaemin didn’t oppose to a single one. For needing money, they spent more than they wanted, but in Jeno’s words, “You have to spend money to make money Jaems, and don’t worry man, this is good for the economy.”

Without another word between each other, Jeno clicked on the cart and then pressed checkout. 200 dollars of sex toys was now charged to his credit card, he went on about how they weren’t going to use cheap toys on you. Jaemin just let out a heavy breath through his nose and leaned back. Dropping his head so it was leaning on the back of the couch, he stared up at the popcorn ceiling, worried that this was going to lose his chance with you. You guys weren’t necessarily official yet, but you had established you guys liked each other, and you weren’t seeing other people.

Jaemin was hoping that this wouldn’t change anything between you. He liked the nights where you two would get dinner and eat it on his couch in front of the TV. He liked when you would demand you help him wash the dishes. He liked when you two would cuddle on the couch, picking up on the movie you paused to wash dishes. And he loved when you would fall asleep on his shoulder, your cheek smushed into him, with your lips pouty. He would always turn off the TV, quietly pick you up, and bring you to his bed.

He knew it was creepy but after he laid you down, he would stand back up, go to the other side of the bed to lay down and watch you sleep, just for a little bit. He liked the peaceful way your chest would rise and fall, the small snore that left your lips, it wasn’t loud and obnoxious, Jaemin thought it was cute, and he found himself longing to hear it during the nights you didn’t spend next to him.

When he felt his eyes get droopy and the yawns became more consistent, Jaemin would pull you to his chest and tuck his face into your neck. His breath would slightly tickle your neck, causing you to wake up and giggle. Jaemin would feel the bed move as you rolled over to face him, seeing your squinted eyes even in the dark look at him.

“Hi Jaem.” Your lips brushed against his as you spoke, but before he could respond, the silence was soon replaced with that quiet snore. Jaemin smiled, remembering the time you told him you slept better next to him, he noticed how once you got tired, you immediately fell asleep, always snuggled into his side, no matter the position, or even the place.

The peaceful memory was ripped from him by Jeno shouting next to him, having grabbed a video game controller, Jaemin hadn’t seen him change the TV input to play one of his many games, and now he was screaming at the TV.

“I’m going to my room Jeno.” Just receiving a grunt in return, he walked down the dark hallway, it was still light outside when they started talking about this whole thing, but now it was dark, and he was wishing you were lying in bed next to him.

It was you who originally said that you slept better next to him, since you guys started sleeping next to each other on a semi-normal occasion, Jaemin realized that he slept better next to you as well.

Blindly reaching around for his phone, he found it in the mess of sheets on top of him. Squinting once the bright light appeared in the dark room, he was met with his home screen, which was a picture of you.

You two had gone out into the downtown area of the city one night, just walking around in the then chilly air. Jaemin looked down at you and saw the way the bright lights reflected in the lens of your eyes. Discreetly putting a little bit of distance between you, using the oncoming flow of people as an excuse, he pulled out his phone’s camera, and as soon as the people passed, he snapped the picture.

It was slightly blurry, but still clear enough to see you. The lights behind you illuminated your figure, which was covered with dark clothing. Your head was tilted up, your smile was wide, and you looked absolutely beautiful to Jaemin, and that’s when he came to terms with his love for you. Although, he decided that it was way too early to actually express it verbally to you. So, he waited, and waited, continuing to show you his love in other ways, but then this happened, and of course you were Jeno’s first choice for this.

Jaemin pressed his thumb where his phone said, and it unlocked, showing yet another picture of you, but he was also in this one. It was one of your first outings and he took you to a small café, opting to sit next to you rather than across from you, he asked to take the picture, naturally smiling when you laid your head on his shoulder and wrapped your arm around his. Your upper lip was covered in a foam that was tinted green from your matcha latte, and his was covered in whipped cream, from his hot chocolate that was the kid’s temperature.

Forgetting why he got his phone out for a minute, too distracted by the picture of you two, he suddenly remembered and pressed the message icon.

Having texted you last, you name was at the top, your profile picture the same one from his lock screen, and he smiled every time he saw it. He just smiled every time he saw you, or heard you, or thought about you. He just smiled at you.

Jaemin: hey y/n, are you awake?

<Y/n3: yeah, just doing some studying, what’s up? are you okay?

He smiled at your immediate response and worry.

Jaemin: yes, i’m fine, just miss you. can you come over?

<Y/n3: is jeno there? i’m still studying and he likes to scream at the tv until 3 am

Jaemin: yeah, he’s here, is it okay if i go over to you instead?

<Y/n3: i would love that, see you soon

Jaemin ripped the blankets off of him, grabbed his keys, ignored Jeno when he asked where he was going so late, and left. When it had something to do with you, Jaemin couldn’t do anything until he saw you. Speeding on the way to your apartment, he pulled into the parking spot next to your car and ran to the door of the lobby. Jaemin wasn’t even sure if he remembered to lock his car, but he wasn’t worried

about that. You lived in a safe part of town, too worried and scared about the world to live somewhere that wasn’t considered secure.

As soon as Jaemin made it into the elevator and tapped your floor number, he pulled out his phone to text you that he was in your building. Your building allowed late night visitors, but they weren’t too fond of it, so to not get you in trouble he always texted you so he wouldn’t have to knock. Also, late at night, you would always worry when he used to knock, scared that it wasn’t actually him, and some random stranger was at your door.

Texting you again to say that he was at your door once the elevator doors opened, giving you time to get to your door before he truly arrived. One time he texted you that he was there as soon as he got to your doorstep, and the building manager that was there during the night shift got on to him about how the residents don’t like people to come in and out of the building after 10, mostly because you’re the youngest tenant in the entire the building, its filled with mostly older people, that is why it’s considered safe.

He heard your door open and saw your head peak out once you saw he wasn’t right in front of your door. You looked down the hallway one side and then the other, and that’s when you saw him. Jaemin’s smile stretched from ear to ear, it pushed the apples of his cheeks up and he jogged the rest of the way to your door. You giggled when he appeared right in front of you and gently grabbed the sides of your face and planted a sweet kiss on your lips. His thumbs rubbed your cheekbones and both of you smiled into the kiss.

“Hi Jaemin.” You whispered into his mouth. “Hi Y/n.” He just whispered back and pulled away, still holding you close. “I just really needed to be with you.” Jaemin’s cheeks turned red at his admission, glad that your living room was dark so you couldn’t see how red they truly were.

“I’m really glad you’re here. I’ve been missing you; I just didn’t want to bother you.” Jaemin gasped, “You could never bother me, I’d drop everything for you Y/n.” He leaned back in, trying to start a heated kiss when you placed your hands on his chest, keeping him at arm’s length. “I wasn’t joking about studying, you horndog.” Jaemin just laughed and wrapped his arms around your waist as you turned around to head back to your room.

And studied is what you did, you studied at your desk and Jaemin sat on your bed, looking at you. He watched your facial expressions change once you went from topic to topic and subject to subject through the little mirror that sat on your desk. He wasn’t expecting your eyes to meet in that little mirror, but they did, your droopy eyes had a knowing look in them, and he looked a bit lowered to your mouth which showed a matching yet tired smirk.

“Quit looking at me Na, I’m focusing.” Your comment was interrupted by a yawn. Jaemin’s face disappeared from the mirror as he got up, you spun around in your chair slowly and looked up at him as he walked from your bed to you. Jaemin placed his hand under your chin and looked into your eyes. He saw how tired you were, and his hand moved to the top of your head, he ran his fingers through your hair and watched your eyes flutter shut as he started to massage your scalp. “Let’s get you to bed.”

Jaemin ignored your pouts and protests and reached around you to pull the string of your desk lamp. He took your almost limp arms and put them around his neck and picked you up by under your thighs. “Have you already brushed your teeth?” Laying your face on his shoulder, he felt you nod. He could tell you had already brushed your teeth for the night from the kiss you two shared earlier, but of course he didn’t mention it, not wanting to embarrass you and pull you out of the peaceful and sleepy state your body and mind were in.

Jaemin walked to the foot of your bed and sat you down on the fluffy light pink comforter. “Y/n, is it okay if I take your bra off? I know you don’t like sleeping in it.” Keeping your eyes close, you just nodded again. You felt Jaemin’s warm hands reach underneath your shit, brushing your cold skin, his hands met at the clasp of your bra. He unhooked it and looked at you while you kept nodding off, and then jolting awake, and then nodding off again. Jaemin finished taking off your bra and gulped when he could see the shape of your breasts bounce underneath your shirt when they were no longer supported.

Trying to cleanse his thoughts, he mumbled, “Come on Y/n, let’s get you under the covers.” You let him move you to the head of the bed, you liked the feeling of him taking care of you and Jaemin liked taking care of you. Under hooded eyes, you watched him pull the blankets back, a mix of baby blues and pinks flashed, before you just saw black. Jaemin let you get yourself under your blankets as he turned off the other lamp you had beside your bed.

“Nana.” You whined before you felt the bed dip under Jaemin’s weight. Before he was even able to lay all the way down and pull the blankets up to his chest, you were already laying on top of him. You felt his hand run through your hair like it did earlier, but this time it would venter down to your back and back up, rubbing up and down, lulling you to sleep. “I love you Jaemin.” He froze his movements, too overwhelmed now, everything he’s ever wanted to hear, has now reached his ears. “I love you too Y/n, so much.”

All he heard was some inaudible muttering, which was followed by soft snores. Jaemin could feel each of your cool inhales and the warm exhales on his bare chest, and he couldn’t think of a single place he’d rather be. One thing he could think about however was that he wasn’t going to let Jeno lay a single finger on you.

Jaemin was getting slightly worked up, mad at the thought of Jeno even thinking about touching you, but once he focused on the way your breath was hitting his chest, he eased his way to sleep with thoughts of you.

Jaemin and you both were restless sleepers but next to each other, you were still and slept through the entire night. The calm feeling of sleep was pulled from you when you felt Jaemin get up. Your eyes fluttered open, and you saw his bare back sitting up. Running your hand up and down his bare skin, he grinned and turned towards you.

“C’mon, Jaemin, lay with me some more.” Jaemin sighed and looked at you, your skin was glowing from the morning sun peering in from the blinds. “I wish I could Y/n, but I’ve got two classes.” You didn’t have any classes on Fridays, which is why you let yourself stay up late the night before. “Can’t you skip it? You skip to hang out with Jeno all the time.” You were right, and he knew that you knew that you were right. It didn’t take any more convincing from you to make Jaemin stay. He made the mistake of looking into your eyes and he could’ve sworn they pulled him to lay back down.

You grinned at Jaemin once he side-eyed you, “Nana? What are we?” Silence fell upon the room until Jaemin spoke up after a few minutes. “Well, I love you and you said you love me. I only see you and you only see me. I would like to say we’re together, but that’s up to you as well, but before you answer, I do, um, have something to tell you and it may or may not change your view on us.”  That worried you a bit, especially since Jaemin refused to look at you in the eye.

“What happened Jaemin?” The next the thing that came out of Jaemin’s mouth was almost inaudible because of how fast he said it. “Slow down Jaem, I couldn’t understand what you said.” You giggled, mostly because of the blush on Jaemin’s cheeks. But Jaemin didn’t repeat it, he just said, “You’ll find out tonight at dinner, you’re still coming over, right?” You sigh, although you didn’t want to wait to find out, you just nodded at him and let out a little smile.

Jaemin ended up skipping both of his classes to spend the day with you, and throughout the day you asked him several times what he was going to ask, and why you had to wait until dinner. He almost broke a couple times, but in the end, he decided that it would probably be a good idea to have Jeno there too. Just so, when you were asked, you’d know that Jeno would be heavily involved.

He wished the day went by slower, even though that was impossible whenever you were around. Time seemed to fly by with you. On the way to his and Jeno’s apartment, Jaemin hoped that every stop light was red, but it seemed like the universe wasn’t on his side with this one. And whenever he did get his wish and got a red light, you’d sigh, sitting in the passenger seat in the complete opposite state as Jaemin. While he was dreading tonight, you were aching for it. The curiosity was killing you.

Sure, Jaemin didn’t want to be evicted, he just wished him and Jeno had a bit more time, or at least enough time to come up with a better idea. He cursed Jeno’s horny brain for this being the first idea it came up with and he cursed himself for agreeing with it so easily.

“You know Y/n, how about we skip out on dinner and go somewhere just the two of us?” The dark-haired boy spoke up as soon as he pulled into his apartment complex’s parking lot. “Seriously Jaemin? I’ve been waiting all day, if you don’t want to come then you don’t have to, but Jeno is expecting me, and it would be rude to cancel on such short notice.” Not saying anything else, Jaemin just grumbled and got out of the car, he definitely wasn’t going to leave you alone with Jeno.

When you got out of the car, Jaemin had a hard time keeping up with you, he was hoping to walk as slow as possible but you speed walked your way to the elevator, pressing the button as quickly as possible. Jaemin got to your side as soon as the doors opened, he was praying the elevator had broken over night, but of course, it hadn’t.

“I don’t think whatever happens up there is going to change anything Jaem, I meant what I said last night.” You walked a bit closer to him, wanting to comfort him while also giving him space. It seemed that space wasn’t what Jaemin wanted, because he grabbed your hips and pushed you into the wall behind you, your back pressed against the wall and his front pressed against yours. “Jaemin, what if the doors open before your floor and someone sees?” “Let them, they can take the stairs.” Dodging your pouted lips, he went straight for your neck. Planting wet open mouth kissed along it and aiming for his goal, which was to leave a mark.

Once Jaemin found your sweet spot, he starting to suck a bruise onto your skin, with caused you to let out a moan. He chuckled against you skin and whispered, “I haven’t even done anything yet.” You choked a bit and whispered, scared that if you were in louder you were going to moan again, “What are you going to do?” Instead of giving a response, Jaemin just removed himself from you and fixed the front of his shirt, that was now wrinkled from you grabbing and pulling on it. He took a step back and placed himself in his original standing spot of the elevator. “Jaemin?” You were still breathing heavily, slouched against the wall of the metal box.

The doors opened and he just turned his head to you and grinned, “Are you ready? You were so exciting to come tonight.” Upset at the man that had started to get you worked up, you just pushed past him and made your way down the hallway where his and Jeno’s apartment was.

It didn’t take long for Jaemin to catch up with you, he didn’t want Jeno to open the door to just you, he felt the need to monitor what was going to happen as soon as you step foot through that door. You went ahead a knocked and not a few seconds later, the door swung open to reveal Jeno with messy hair, sweatpants, and a muscle t-shirt.

“Hi Jeno! How are you?” You asked the blonde man as he stepped aside to let you and Jaemin enter. Jeno eyes racked down your back, landing on your ass, until Jaemin walked right behind you, hiding your body from Jeno’s view. Before speaking, he grunted, “I’m not doing too bad Y/n. I already have the food out, let’s go ahead and eat.” This made you wonder even more about what Jeno and Jaemin were going to ask you, they both were in on it.

While you ate your meal, Jeno and Jaemin just stared you down, not letting a single motion escape their watch. Jeno’s stare was more intimidating but because of Jaemin’s behavior today, his was the one you were scared of the most. You didn’t want to look at either of them and to be honest, you were unable to maintain eye contact. Your meek look wasn’t any competition for their daunting ones.

You just settled with staring down at your plate, to see it empty, swallowing the last bite, you were now anticipating what was next. Jeno, however, didn’t make you wait long.

"Y/n, we have a few questions we want to ask you." Jeno smiled and sung your name as he got up from his seat. Jaemin, following in suit, also got up and slowly walked over to where you were seated and looking up at them curiously.

You looked over at Jaemin with wide eyes and your head slightly tilted. You could make Jaemin fold and cause him to lose his intimidating facade with that look, but he kept his composure.

Jeno however, wanted this, very badly, and so he continued to look down at you as he slowly walked around the table to your side, dragging a finger across the smooth wooden top as he went on. In the back of his mind, he knew that the need to fuck you, wasn't just to make money, he had always been jealous of Jaemin since you started hanging around him. You were always clinging to him and looking up at him with puppy dog eyes, all Jeno could do was stare daggers into you and his friend.

"What kind of questions do you guys want to ask me?" Always so oblivious, you paid no mind to their lustful stares and asked for the questions with a smile on your face.

Sharing a glance with the man across from him, Jeno smirked and let the questions go. “To start off, have you had sex before Y/n?” Now, Jeno knew the answer to this, he’s heard you and Jaemin before. Your loud whines and moans that mixed with Jaemin’s low grunts. But he asked this just so he could see the look on your face. He made sure not to miss a single movement out of you. The small jerk your entire body made, the small gasp that left your slightly parted lips, and the sheepish look you gave Jaemin.

Jaemin could tell that Jeno was making you nervous, whenever you got nervous, you would start shaking. You were already doing that, and soon you’d start pacing. Jaemin made sure he was close to you without overwhelming you even more.

“Um, yeah, I uh, I’ve done it before.” Jeno loved the way you looked down and to the side out of embarrassment. But he hated the way Jaemin smirked and winked at him, because Jaemin, Jaemin knew him better than anyone else and Jaemin knew that Jeno wanted you. Jaemin only thought Jeno wanted to fuck you, and to be fair, Jeno did, he really, really wanted to fuck you, but he also wanted you. Just you in general, he wanted you the same way Jaemin had you. Even though Jaemin knew him better than anyone else, Jeno would make sure that Jaemin never knew the extent of his want for you.

Plastering a sickeningly sweet smile on his face, Jeno asked something that was completely see-through to Jaemin. “Y/n? Are you on any form of birth control?” Without looking up, you just nodded. “That’s really good, so responsible of you.” Both boys noticed what the praise did to you, you shifted in your seat and “subtly” squeezed your thighs together.

When Jeno stepped even closer to you and crouched down to your level, and asked, “Are you wet right now, Y/n?” That’s when you got up to start pacing, and so Jaemin swooped in and took you in his arms. Quietly shushing you and rubbing up and down your back, he looked at Jeno who had gotten up and smiled, a bit sadistically.

Looking down at you, Jaemin switched his smile to a much more innocent one and leaned down to plant a sweet kiss on your lips. The kiss didn’t stay sweet though, quickly Jaemin heated it up and of course, you let him. He ran his tongue across the seam of your lips and wiggled its way through. But your modest self, placed your hands on his chest and softly pushed him off of you, still keeping him close.

“Jaemin, this is nice and all, but uh, Jeno’s right there.” You looked up at him with doe eyes and then looked behind you, over your shoulder at Jeno, who just smiled and waved his hand.

Now it was Jaemin’s turn to ask you a question. “Y/n, would it be okay if Jeno touched you a bit?” A bit. That was an understatement. If you said yes to this, Jeno wasn’t sure if he’d be able to go on without touching you.

You looked back at Jaemin with wide eyes, and you figured that was the question he was putting off asking, but it turns out, it wasn’t just that. “And would it be okay if Jaemin filmed me touching you?” When you went to looked behind you again, Jeno was much closer than before, he was so close that when you turned your head, your line of sight was right to his chest, which was pressed against you.

“Like, porn?” You whispered the last word, embarrassed to be saying it out loud and that made both Jeno and Jaemin laugh. For some reason, being in between the two men while they’re laughing at you, made the area between your legs throb a bit. “Yes Y/n, like porn. You see Jaemin and I are being evicted and we figured that a quick way to make some money was to use a pretty girl like you. We’d make you feel so good, Sweetheart. You want to be our good girl, don’t you Y/n?” You felt Jeno’s mouth on the shell of your ear and Jaemin’s gaze was casted down to your lips and all you could do in that moment, was nod. And that’s when both boys snapped.

Hands were grabbing you, lips were on you, and their crotches were grinding against you. “Are we starting this now?” You whimpered out as Jaemin humped your front that was starting to ache even more. “No, we aren’t. We bought some things for it, and they’re supposed to arrive tomorrow night.” Jeno cleared his throat and stepped back, watching Jaemin continue to kiss you.

Jaemin hadn’t even realized that Jeno had stopped, until the blonde cleared his throat yet again, and that’s when he looked up with swollen lips. Your lips followed him when they parted from yours, he smiled at you chasing the kiss and looked back up to Jeno.

“You said that they’re supposed to be here by tomorrow night?” Jaemin asked the man across from him and saw him bob his head up and down. “Are you okay with doing it on such short notice?” Once again, you did the only thing your body allowed you to do, which was nod.

Jaemin and you didn’t stay at his apartment for much longer after the conversation occurred, he figured you should probably be as comfortable as you possibly can before the time comes. And you said you’d be the most pleasant in your bed with Jaemin beside you.

So, that’s what you two did, he drove you two back to your apartment, but first he stopped so you two could get ice cream, in hopes to calm your nerves.

The sweet aroma mixed well with the cool temperature that greeted you when you first walked in. The light pink and blue stripes on the walls soothed you, reminding you of the colors of your bed set and décor. You leaned into Jaemin, the warmth of him and the cold of the building made you sigh, as well as goosebumps rise along your arms. While you looked at the wide variety of flavors, being 31 of them, Jaemin ran his hands along your arms, warming them up.

“Hi, how may I help you today? Are you wanting to try any flavors?” The young boy looked at you from behind the counter and smiled a toothy grin. Not over 16 years old, no doubt saving up for a car or college. Jaemin spoke up from behind you, knowing you hated ordering what you wanted. “Can we just have two scoops of cookies n’ cream in a bowl please?” He felt you tug on his arm, and then felt your lips by his ear. “Remember the upside-down cone.” You lowered yourself from your tippy toes. “Ah how could I forget the upside-down cone?” He turned back to the boy and added, “And can you add a cone to the top of that please?”

The boy gave a look to Jaemin that showcased confusion. “Do I just-”, Jaemin smiled and answered the boy immediately, “Just set it on upside down please”. The boy just smiled again, eyebrows furrowed, obviously never being asked this before.

You and Jaemin stepped aside to allow the other people in line to step forward, and you two watched the teenage boy take the two scoops of ice cream in a bowl to where all the waffle items were. He took a cone and looked at it before carefully placing it on top of the ice cream. He returned to the edge of the counter and handed it to Jaemin, who said thank you and walked towards the door, with you still hanging onto his arm.

“Now let’s you home.” Jaemin looked at you, who was already eating the waffle cone and laughed as he unlocked his car.

The rest of the night went by pretty quickly, you spoon-fed Jaemin bites of ice cream while he drove, laughing if some of it dribbled onto his chin and shirt. You let yourself drift into a specific state of mentality that only Jaemin can bring out. This caused you to forget about what was going to happen the next night, you were excited for it but also nervous, but you knew that Jaemin would be monitoring the entire thing, literally and figurately, so you were in safe hands.

You and Jaemin finished the ice cream and waffle cone and you set the empty bowl into the cup holder, your eyes had started to glaze over with drowsiness and your body and mind gave you no strength to continue to keep your eyes open. With your head against the cool glass of the window, you were lulled to sleep.

The only thing that woke you up was Jaemin lightly patting your pockets for your keys. “My left one.” He whispered a thank you and slightly moved you in his arms, so he had access to said pocket. From picking you up and out of your seat in the car, to walking to your bedroom, Jaemin never set you down once. Nuzzling your nose into the crook of his neck, caused you to fall asleep again before your head even made it to the pillow.

You woke up the next morning just like you did the morning before, this time though, Jaemin was still lying next to you, he was already awake and quietly looking at you. You felt his warm hand on your lower back as your chests were pressed to each other. “Good morning, Nana.” He leaned in and pressed a sweet kiss to your lips instead of answering. “You’re so pretty Y/n, you know that right.” You just blushed and looked away. “Jaemin…” You drug the ‘min’ of his name on. “You are Y/n, most beautiful woman in the world.” Giggling, you swatted at his chest.

He grabbed the hand that was lightly hitting his chest and brought it up to his lips. Placing light kisses on your fingertips, he asked if you wanted a rundown of what was going to happen that night. You shook your head no and decided you wanted the surprise. “I will tell you that Jeno and I are going to act a little mean, but we don’t mean what we’ll actually be saying.” Not understanding what he was saying at the moment, you just decided to go along with it, remember to keep it in mind later.

Later came much sooner that both you and Jaemin thought it would, because one minute you two were laying bed, slowly making out and then the next, you were driving to Jaemin and Jeno’s apartment for the second time in 24 hours.

Much like the night before, Jaemin was dreading the arrival to his apartment, only this time, you too, were not looking forward to this. Or at least, that’s what you told yourself. You were excited, and you seemed to be horny all day, from trying to make something more out of the slow make out session you two shared in bed, which Jaemin said “no” to because you needed to say your energy, to damn near getting on your knees and begging Jaemin to join you in the shower. Which he did end up giving into your pleads, but he still forced himself to refuse to allow anything sexual to happen. Jaemin knew that you could get worn out from sex and then be tired for the rest of the day, and you had a big night ahead of you.

Thinking about what was going to happen, your mind went to auto pilot and the next thing you knew was you were standing in their apartment as Jaemin went to get him camera from his room. Jeno hadn’t said much to you since you arrived, he only really nodded in acknowledge when you sheepishly entered his apartment close behind Jaemin, not letting go of his hand. You reminded him of a child about to go into a haunted house with their parents while they were young, wide eyes, their whole body shaking, and hiding behind them for protection.

Jeno did approach you after Jaemin left to go to his room and handed you a light pink box with a slightly darker pink bow. “I, uh, I mean, Jaemin and I, got this for you to wear, sorry if it doesn’t fit super well, I- Jaemin and I weren’t positive on what your size was.” You accepted the box and looked up at Jeno with the same scared look you had when you first walked into the room. As you were walking away to go put whatever was in the box on, you thought about how Jaemin did know your size, he loved buying you sweaters he knew you loved, and it wasn’t like him to forget random things about you.

You passed your lover in the hallway after he grabbed his camera, “Can I just change in your room Nana?” You held up the box to let him know what you were talking about, but he still looked confused, like he’s never seen that box in his entire life. But he still responded with, “Yes, of course you can, I didn’t see you have that with you in the car?” He thought it was something you had bought at some point in the past two days, even though he was with you for every minute. He also didn’t know why you would’ve put that in a decorative box if you had already owned it.

When you answered him, he felt his blood run cold as well as boil at the same time. “No? Jeno said that you and him got it for me to wear during this whole thing.” He just looked back at the box, shot a fake smile to you and went straight into the living room, which is where Jeno was. Jaemin made sure his door was fully shut with you inside before he started, “What the fuck is wrong with you?” He put his camera down so he could shove Jeno. Only stumbling back, Jeno just rolled his eyes and tried to justify his perverted tendencies. “It’ll be good for the video, man. Trust me.”

That only made Jaemin even more angry, “Trust you? I’ve seen the way you look at her, I saw the way you looked when you suggested her for this, you looked like a dog that was begging for a bone, fucking drooling just at the thought. How can I trust you when you can’t get my girl out of your horny mind?”

Shaking his head in disbelief he went to where he set his camera and tripod down and walked back to the middle of room, he was trying to calm down, not wanting you to worry.

Jaemin was getting his camera set up, when he heard his bedroom door open. Him and Jeno exchanged glances as they heard your soft footsteps pad their way to the living room. “Jaemin? Can you come here for a second? Please?” Nodding at Jeno, Jaemin stepped away from his tripod and turned the corner that led to the hallway. And that’s where he saw you.

He looked at you up and down and tried not to pounce on you immediately, Jaemin wouldn’t want to ruin you before the camera was on. He would have several chances to do that later. Even though his brain was telling him not to, his dick, said something entirely different.

“Jaemin, I don’t know about this, this dress is embarr-” you were interrupted by Jaemin grabbing the sides of your face and slamming his lips to yours, his nose pressing into your cheek roughly. Moving his hands down your face, to your front, he squeezed your breasts once before moving his hands underneath your dress. Smiling against your mouth, he grabbed your ass and spread your cheeks, causing your thong to get wedged between your ass cheeks. “Jaemin” you moaned into his mouth as he grabbed your ass again and picked you up.

Heading to the living room with you in his arms, he heard Jeno gasp as he took in your appearance and threw you on the couch. Jaemin followed you down and lodged a knee between your thighs and continued to kiss you.

He only stopped when he felt a hand to his chest and was pushed off of you. “What the hell?” He looked up with lust crazed eyes, only to see Jeno looking down at the two of you. “Let’s save it for the camera lover boy.”

Jaemin grumbled and just headed back behind the camera and signaled for Jeno to follow him. As you sat up and fixed the frills of your dress, Jeno looked at you, well, your uncovered thighs, “Do you remember how this is supposed to go?” You just nodded and looked up at the camera once you deemed your dress and appearance fixed enough.

“You can back out of this whenever Y/n, just say “Red” if you want to stop.” Jaemin gave you the last genuinely sweet smile you’d see for the next hour or two.

Looking from Jaemin over to Jeno, you saw him sitting in the chair across from the couch, his legs were spread, and you could tell he was hard from the bulge in his sweatpants. He wasn’t even all the way hard and he was already huge. Jeno was looking at you like he was ready to destroy you as soon as Jaemin gave him the thumbs up.

But first, he gave you a thumbs up, and you saw the blinking red light appear, the camera was rolling now.

“Thanks for reaching out to us, what made you gain interest in the industry?” Jaemin was trying to remember the script while he was looking at you through the viewfinder. He saw the way your toes were curled in your white knee socks, your thighs were closed tightly together under the skirt of your frilly pink dress, your breasts were outlined in the top of the dress, which was too tight, but it showed your hard nipples poking out perfectly to the camera.

Jeno was trying to be patient but with the vulnerable and slightly uncomfortable look on your face and the way the dress outlined your body, Jeno’s patience was running out.

“I heard you needed a new star.” You felt hot, your mouth was dry, your hands were shaking, and your chest felt heavy. Your dress made you feel childish with all the frills and the pink but with the way Jaemin and Jeno were looking at you, it made you feel the opposite.

Both men had obvious tents in their sweatpants, but both chose to neglect them, saving them for when they could take out their need on you.

“What kind of kinks are you into Y/n?” Jaemin licked his lips and stared into your soul with hooded eyes. This question was put on the script for his own benefit. He wanted to know; he wanted an excuse to find out.

“I-um- I’m not sure. I haven’t done much besides the normal thing. But I do like my breasts to be played with, I like when Jaemin does it.” You went off script by accident, but Jaemin didn’t mind, he knew you loved it when he twisted, sucked, pulled, pinched, and even bit your nipples. You had sensitive breasts and Jaemin always took advantage of that.

“Is there anything you won’t do?” Jeno’s gruff voice was spoke up from his chair besides Jaemin’s camera. “Well, I don’t know what I don’t like at the moment, I don’t know how far this thing can go.” You were tripping over your words and Jeno’s next statement didn’t help that. “What thing Y/n? You have words, use them.”

“I’m not sure-I don’t know how extreme sex can go.” Jaemin cooed at the blush that appeared on your face when you said “sex”. Whenever you said something remotely inappropriate, you grew embarrassed quickly. Jeno replied before Jaemin could, “Well we’ll teach you, don’t worry about it.”

“You seem perfect for us Y/n, how about you take off your dress for us?” Following Jaemin’s orders immediately, you reached behind you to find the zipper. Your fingers fell a few inches too short to reach, “Jaemin, I need help. I can’t reach it.” Even though you were supposed to act semi-confident throughout the whole video, Jaemin loved the whiney undertone of your voice. He signaled to Jeno to help you, and he relished the way your lips slightly pouted when you saw it wasn’t him who was going to help you.

Jeno wasn’t too bad though, he came up to you, and moved all of your hair to one shoulder and slowly unzipped the dress, however, he didn’t unzip it all the way. He stopped at your mid back, so the front fell just enough for your breasts to be shown. Moving out of the camera’s view, Jeno went off to the side to watch you start playing with yourself.

“Y/n, play with your tits for me.” Your eyes widened at the request, and you looked down at your breasts and brought your hands up to them. Even though you were supposed to look at the camera the entire time, you couldn’t take your eyes off of the man behind it. Not knowing what to do first, you just settled with squishing them together. You let out a whimper once you made it to your nipples. Trying to do what Jaemin does, you pinched and pulled at them. No matter what you did, it didn’t feel the same as when Jaemin would do it. Which way your turned them, how far you pulled them, and how hard you pinched them, nothing felt as good as when Jaemin would do it. Looking up at him, with an expression that could only mean “help me”, Jaemin smirked, knowing what you were doing. He felt a sense of pride knowing only him could treat your body just the way you wanted.

“You’re such a good girl for me Y/n, always so eager to do what I want, when I want. Such a little slut, a good little slut for me. Take off the rest of your dress, wanna see you.” The sight of you trying to remove your dress was an amusing one for Jeno and Jaemin, it seemed like you couldn’t find the bottom of your skirt through all of the layers of frills. “So dumb for us, can’t even take off her clothes by herself.” Jeno taunted as he pulled you up from the couch and turned you around. He unzipped the rest of your dress and let it fall down and off your body, leaving you completely bare to the room, except for your knee socks.

Jeno and Jaemin took in the sight of you, you were obviously embarrassed, but so turned on. Jeno pushed you back onto the couch and watched your tits bounce from the impact.

“Y/n, how about you spread your legs? Show us your pussy. I bet you taste just as sweet as you smell.” Jaemin brought the camera closer to you and ran his fingers through your wetness. He looked at Jeno as if he told him to get ready. “Here, use this and show us how you would play with yourself.” The man behind the camera handed you something you had only seen at the back of some stores. It was a vibrator, and you weren’t too sure where to start, because you had never used one. Not with yourself and not with Jaemin.

Seeing your confusion and struggle, Jaemin went ahead and turned it on for you. “Now baby, put this on your clit and run it along your lips and clit and it’ll feel really good.” You looked at Jaemin one last time before you looked at the toy. With the intention of following Jaemin’s orders, you lowered the buzzing toy to your cunt, but as soon as it touched your throbbing clit, your legs closed tightly. The whirring sound still filling the room, you looked up at the two me above you.

“Feels weird Nana.” That’s when Jaemin gave Jeno the signal to go ahead and step in. “I’ll help you Y/n, it’ll feel funny at first, but you just have to get used to it.” Jeno’s lips met your forehead in a quick kiss as he pushed you forward, so he could sit behind you.

You jerked up when you felt Jeno’s cock on pressing into your lower back, and you tensed up even more when Jeno placed a hand on your stomach and moved you once again, to lean against him. He picked up your thighs and placed them over his spread ones. Once again, exposing you to the prying eyes of the camera.

Putting his forearms on your thighs, in order to hold you down and stop you from squirming, Jeno picked up the vibrator that was still on and without warning, ran it along your folds. However, this time, your legs couldn’t close, and you couldn’t wiggle away with Jeno’s grip on you. All you could do was moan, close your eyes, and curl your toes.

Jeno did say you would have to get used to it, and you did, but what you weren’t ready for was the feeling of the vibrator on you once you had already come. “Jen-no, too much.” Without showing any mercy Jeno bumped up the level and held it on you with more force. “If this is too much, then how are you going to get through the rest of the night?”

You just let out a whimper and felt your cheeks get wet from the tears that had started to fall without you knowing. “Aw, poor baby is crying.” Jeno wrapped his hand around your neck and pulled your head back, so it was right by his. He used his hold on your neck and moved it to your chin, he turned your face towards him.  You looked into his eyes and neither what he did, nor what came out of his mouth was expected.

“Pass me the clamps Jaems.” And following his demand, he ran his tongue along one of your teary cheeks. You were ashamed of how you were letting these men treat you, but it felt so good that you couldn’t help but give them what they wanted. Your dazed eye contact with Jeno was interrupted by the jingling sound that was coming from something in Jaemin’s hand.

He tossed them to Jeno who reach around you and caught them in his right hand, his left was preoccupied with playing with your nipples. His rubbing and pulling caused them to turn to hard pebbles.

“Jeno, what are you going to do with those?” Your tried wiggling out of Jeno’s iron grip when you saw the light reflect off of the metal that made up the clamps, the chain connecting the two together, draped out of Jeno’s palm as he closed his fist around the clamps, not letting you see them anymore.

“Well, Jaemin had mentioned that you like your tits played with when we were buying all this stuff for you, and you confirmed that earlier, we want your breasts to have attention the whole time, but we’ll be too busy playing with the parts of you that we really want to play with.

You closed your eyes as you saw Jeno start playing with the metal clamps again. Neither man told you when he was going to pinch them on you and you refused to open your eyes, this caused you to be left in a feeling of suspense.

That suspense was short-lived because soon you felt the cold metal clamps pinch your nipples between them. Your back arched when Jeno used the chain between the two clamps and pulled, hard. “Jeno!” You quietly yelled out, keeping your eyes closed, tightly. Jaemin wasn’t too happy with you moaning Jeno’s name, but this was hopefully a one-time thing.

With the clamps on, your nipples were being constantly stimulated, and even though you were trying to get used to the slightly uncomfortable feeling, Jeno and Jaemin had other plans.

Jaemin removed the camera from the tripod and held it in one hand, grabbed something from where the clamps came from, and walked closer to you. Jeno, held your thighs tightly again, letting Jaemin see everything. You saw that the thing he was carrying was a light blue color and the shape of a penis. It was a dildo, again you had never owned one or used one.

You’ve never been scared of Jaemin before, but watching him walk closer and closer to you, with that sadistic smile on his face, camera in one hand, and the toy in the other. The camera had a view of everything since Jeno was spreading you for everyone to see.

“Jeno, how about you test out her mouth?” Immediately getting up, Jeno picked you up with him, just to drop you on the couch again. But this time, with the clamps on your nipples, when your breasts bounced, it was painful, unlike the first time.

Too focused on Jaemin in front of you, you hadn’t noticed that Jeno removed his sweatpants and briefs, when he walked back into your line of sight, you saw just how big he was. He was longer than Jaemin, but Jaemin still had more girth to him.

Subconsciously opening your mouth when Jeno came near, both men saw and laughed at you, this reminded you of last night, and the reaction your body gave was no different, but this time it was stronger. “So desperate for cock, huh? That’s all you’re good for, just a couple holes to fill.” You whimpered out a “Yes, please give me your cock Jeno.” “Yeah Jeno, give her your cock, make her gag, choke, cry.”

He didn’t wait for any other conversation to pass before he placed the tip of his cock to your parted lips. Starting off with sticking your tongue, you flicked the head and collected the pre-cum that had beaded out. Your tastebuds were met with the salty taste of Jeno.

You didn’t get to run your tongue around the head and slit any longer since Jeno had gabbed your hair into a makeshift ponytail and started to push his cock in your mouth. He didn’t let you adjust and immediately the head of his cock hit the back of your throat, making you gag and choke.

But, as Jeno pushed himself into your mouth, Jaemin pushed the dildo into you. Trying to pull away from Jeno to look at Jaemin, he just tightened his hold on your hair and chuckled. “No, I’m not done yet.” Your eyes widened and filled with tears as Jeno started thrusting into your mouth. “So warm, such a good mouth, such a good girl, just a doll to use.” You felt yourself clench around the toy that Jaemin was thrusting into you in time with Jeno hitting the back of your throat.

Starting to become overwhelmed, you couldn’t control anything anymore, you were crying, drooling all over yourself and Jeno, and dripping on the couch and Jaemin’s hand. Every now and then either Jaemin or Jeno would pull on the chain that was swinging along your chest with each thrust.

When Jeno starting to get close, his thrusts sped up, and he was going even deeper. The man kneeling on the floor could see an imprint in your neck where Jeno’s cock was ramming its way down your throat. He watched it disappear when he pulled out and then reappear when he pushed back in. He also saw drool fall to your tits and down to your stomach.

Jeno kept his fast pace as he chased his high, no caring or slowing when you placed your hands on his thighs and dug your nails in. Jaemin wanted to press into your lower stomach when he would thrust the dildo in and he wanted to spread around the drool around your torso, but he couldn’t since he was holding the camera in one hand and pleasuring you with the other. He just thought it was something he’d have to do with you another time, that time without Jeno and the camera. Well, maybe with the camera, but he’d keep the film for his own viewing.

He saw the way your thighs tightened through the viewfinder of the camera, and saw your legs shaking, about to cum. Your moans around Jeno’s length caused him to let go and your mouth was filled with his cum. He rolled his hips, coming down from the cloud your mouth put him on, and then pulled out. There was a sting of cum from the tip of him to your mouth. “Swallow it, swallow all of it.” You were finally able to look up at him, and you saw the crazed look in is eyes and how he ran the tip of his tongue along his upper lip.

You remember what he had told you to do, and you brought your mouth back to the head of his dick and closed your lips around it to break the string. Pulling back and swallowing, you opened your mouth to show Jeno that you had, in fact swallowed all of it. Your now open mouth allowed your moans to come out loud instead of muffled. Jaemin was still pushing the toy in and out of you, he was filming your pussy but he switched angles so he could get the exchange between you and Jeno. He also got a shot of your cum filled mouth, the swallowing motion, and then when your reopened your mouth to show that it was empty.

“Jaemin, I’m cl-close. It hurts, please.” You begged, the man below you did listen to your pleas, and you got what you wanted. Your calves tensed up as you felt the hot white head spread throughout your body. He wasn’t sure whether to film your pulsing cunt or your face, your eyebrows were furrowed, eyes tightly shut, mouth slightly parted, and your head was thrown back. Jaemin saw the way your chest was rising and falling, the chain was moving with your chest, and you felt the cold tap of it whenever you shuddered.

Removing the dildo from your cunt, Jaemin brought it up to your lips. “C’mon Baby, lick it a bit.” You did lick it, but after one taste you were pulling your head back and away from the toy. “Do you like the way you taste?” You shook your head to the sides and Jaemin mocked the pout that planted itself on your lips. “That’s a shame, because I love it. You’re so sweet.” He raised the toy that was glistening with your wetness to his lips and licked it, like you did, but with vigor.

Your jaw dropped as you watched Jaemin do that, you had never seen him do anything that vulgar before, even though he was drilling that same fake penis into you not two minutes ago. Jaemin didn’t waste much time until he was moving on to the next thing. He was enjoying this but wasn’t enjoying Jeno being there, especially because of what had happened earlier.

“Lay down for me Y/n, on your stomach please.” Listening to him, you moved your body, so it was parallel to the couch, with the nipple clamps it was painful to press your front fully into the couch, so you settled with propping yourself up with your elbows.

Jaemin came back to you with a bottle of lube and a small butt plug. You felt your breath catch in your chest and it took Jaemin to remind you to breath for you to even realize that you had stopped. “Breath for me Y/n.”

The first breath was shaking and so were the rest afterwards. You heard the snap of the cap from the lube bottle opening, and then you heard Jeno walk over to you, to stand next to Jaemin. “Spread her for me.” Jeno did just that, you felt his palms on your ass and then felt your ass cheeks being pulled from each other.

The coldness of the lube made you tighten the rim of your ass. “You’re going to have to relax so it’s easier to loosen you up for us.” Jaemin circled your unused hole with one of his fingers, spreading the lube around it, adding a bit more lube, you felt him slip in the tip of that finger. The intrusion was extremely unfamiliar, the most Jaemin has ever done in the past involving anal with you was him rubbing around the puckered hole while you two were making out but, he’s never actually put something in there before.

Thanks to his advice of trying to relax, his finger did go in pretty easily. You tried your best to resist the urge to tighten the muscles of your ass. The butt plug was pretty small, he wasn’t trying to hurt you, he just wanted to make you a feel a bit more full than normal.

After stretching out your hole with one finger and then two, he deemed that you were ready to take the plug. He put some more lube on the plug itself and a bit more around your asshole. “You’re doing so good for us Y/n, so good for me. Such a perfect slut.” Jaemin whispered as he pushed the plug into you. The cold metal on your walls made you gasp and slightly arch your back. Jeno’s warm hands still spreading you for the camera were a drastic difference mixed with the coldness that was in you.

Those hands moved from your ass to your hips, he tightened his grip on you and flipped your body over, so your back was now parallel to the couch.

The two men talked about switching places after Jeno had come when they bought the sex toys, Jaemin told Jeno the basics of how to work the camera and told him that during the last half of filming, Jeno would be behind the camera. So Jaemin handed it off to him. Your ass was still adjusting to the full feeling the butt plug gave it, even though you were scared to sit up, not knowing how it would feel, you risked it when you saw Jaemin walking towards you, without the camera in his hands, it was just your Jaemin.

“Nana.” You spoke quietly, confused about how this would go. It was Jaemin, you were used to the gentle sex you two had often, not this. But you knew how you were supposed to act for this and Jeno made it easy since he was the one mainly talking; however, he was behind the camera now and it felt like it was just Jaemin and you.

Jaemin kneeled above you, he had removed his clothes while Jeno got used to the feeling of holding the camera in his hands. His cock was hard, and it never failed to surprise you with how big he was. “Nana, please touch me.” You looked up at him with wide eyes, wanting the throbbing feeling in your pussy to go away. “I need you.”

He didn’t detain himself any longer, he leaned over you, and lined himself up. Tapping your clit with the head of his cock once, he moved it to your cunt and pushed in. Hissing at the feeling of your walls contacting around his dick and the feeling of your nails digging into his shoulders, they were sharp enough to draw slight crescent moon shapes that were now pooling with blood.

Maybe it was to get even or maybe it was because he wanted to hear the sound you were going to make; he removed the nipple clamps. You moaned in pleasure filled pain as the blood came rushing back to your nipples. Jaemin loved the way the pain made you tighten even more around him. He loved the way your cheeks were wet with tears. And he loved the way you never lost eye contact with him. You looked at him as if he was the greatest person to ever walk the earth, your eyes showed so much adoration, it made his heart hurt.

Jaemin leaned into your ear without faltering his pace and quietly said, “You’re doing so good for us baby, we’re almost done. We’ll go back to your apartment and take a bath and cuddle, okay?” You looked into his eyes and slightly nodded, but the wholesome moment was ruined when Jaemin’s cock rammed right into your g-spot. Your back arched up and you yelled out.

The sounds coming from your lower halves was the only thing that was able to take your eyes off of Jaemin’s. The sound was so obscene, it was wet and just by listening, you could picture the visual. Both of your guy’s thighs were shining from a mixture of lube and your arousal, and Jaemin’s cock was sliding in and out at a vigorous pace.

You two were losing yourselves in each other, “I’m close Nana.” You whined as you looked back up at Jaemin. “Me too baby, I’m almost there, hold out for me.” Rapidly shaking your head, you tighten the walls of your pussy, thinking that would help, and it did. It made Jaemin closer, meaning you wouldn’t have to wait for as long.

“I’m going to cum Y/n. Cum with me.” Jaemin moaned into your mouth. “Cum in me Jaemin.” The coil that had been building in your stomach snapped, your walls clamped impossible tight around Jaemin’s cock, and he threw his head back.

Jaemin came into you and continued to fuck into you, just this time slower, he was just riding out your highs. When he pulled out, you whimpered, not liking the feeling of being empty. Jaemin lazily smirked at the noise that immitted from your mouth and took two of his fingers and pushed the cum that had begun to leak out of you back into you.

“You look so pretty like this Y/n, you’re so good to me.” Jaemin looked down at you from his now kneeling position and watch his fingers push the bits of his cum back into you.

“And we’re done.” You both had forgotten about Jeno, too wrapped into your own personal bubble. Jeno had stopped filming right before he said that and Jaemin just nodded, still looking at you. The man holding the camera took that as his cue to leave, he set down his friend’s camera and went to his room to clean himself up. He was a bit upset that he wasn’t the one that was going to get to clean you up and cuddle with you afterwards, but after watching the last few minutes of whatever had just happened in there, it was obvious that you and Jaemin were perfect together, and he didn’t want to mess that up. He'd always have this memory to jerk off to, and it was going to be on the internet soon enough, so he’ll get to watch it from an outsider’s point as view as well.

It took a few minutes for you and Jaemin to really calm down, both intoxicated on each other to do anything else. But after those few minutes, Jaemin pulled himself from you so he could get a clean washcloth to wipe you up.

You stared at their ceiling and wondered if the video was going to help them like they needed it to. If it was just Jaemin living here and was about to be evicted, you would just offer him to start living with you. However, it was Jeno that would also need a place to stay, and your apartment was much too small. It was meant for single old people and having Jaemin there would make it a little crammed.

Being too into your own head caused you to miss Jaemin coming back into the room, and you didn’t notice that he was back until you felt the warm feeling of the damp washcloth on the inside of your thighs. He made sure you were clean there before moving on, you whined with he ran the washcloth around and over your pussy, cleaning the cum and lube that dripped from your ass.

He then moved onto cleaning your ass, he firstly helped you roll over so he could access that part of you. “I’m going to take out the plug, okay Y/n?” You were resting your head on your folding arms and moved your head, in hopes it would come across as a nod.

Jaemin did take it as consent and twisted the plug as he pulled it out, he smiled at the gasp you let out in relief from the tense feeling. He just listened to your noises as he finished cleaning you up, using a different washcloth to rub around the rest of your body, letting the warmth relax your muscles.

“Do you want to take a bath here or back at your place? I don’t mind either, but I know you’ll get tired from the warm water, and I know you prefer to sleep in your own bed. It’s up to you, I’m fine with whatever.” Jaemin moved to sit on the floor by the couch where your head was. He looked at how your eyes were shut, not tightly this time, but calmly, he ran his fingers through your slightly tangled hair and was careful when he came across any knots. He rubbed along your neck and shoulders, waiting for you to regain enough energy to get up to use the bathroom and get dressed.

“Can we go back to my place Nana?” He liked that you trusted him at your place, and that you preferred to be with him there alone, rather than his bachelor pad with Jeno. “We sure can, how about you go to the bathroom and then I’ll help you get dressed.” Jaemin helped you get up from your resting place on the couch and didn’t let go of you until you were seated on the toilet. He left you so you would have your privacy.

Waiting a few minutes, so he knew it was safe to come get you, he found you standing at the sink with your hands under warm water. “Let’s get you dress.” He kissed your forehead, nose, and then down to your lips as he softly grabbed your upper arms to lead you from behind to his room.

While he was waiting for the water to warm up for the washcloth, he used to clean you up, he grabbed a pair of his boxers, sweatpants, and one of his hoodies for you. “I didn’t think you’d want to wear something fitted like your panties, so I grabbed you a pair of smaller boxers that I don’t wear anymore, I get it if you don’t want to wear them, it won’t hurt my feel-.” Before he could finish what, he was saying, you started to put them on yourself. Jaemin grabbed them from your tired hands and knelt in front of you. He stretched them out a bit so it would be easier for you to put your feet through the holes.

You had put your hands on his shoulders to steady yourself as you pick up on foot to step into the underwear and then the other. Before getting up, Jaemin grabbed his sweatpants from his bed to do the same thing. He looked up at you and felt himself lose his breath, you were looking down at him with sleepy eyes and you were wearing nothing but his boxers. He pulled the sweatpants up as he got up, he drug the tip of his nose along the skin of your stomach and then between your breasts, up your neck and then kissed your lips gently, scared that now you would break.

“Nana, I love you.” The feeling of his warm hands cupping your cheeks made you smile. “I love you too, Y/n.” If it weren’t for you two already exchanging ‘I love you’s he would’ve blamed it as the post extreme lust fogging your brain, but with the sincerity in which you said it with, he believed it whole-heartedly.  

He forced himself to pull away so he could finish dressing you. Grabbing his mint hoodie, he told you to raise your arms up so he could slip it on. “Let’s go Y/n.” Scared to speak loudly, and interrupt the spell you both were under, he took your hand and led you to his door. You two passed Jeno’s room which was uncharacteristically quiet. Jaemin just said he must be asleep already and continued to walk to the door.

The ride back to your apartment was nice and quiet, Jaemin had two of the windows down so you could feel the warm air on your face. He was focusing on the empty road around him when he heard a slight giggle from your side of the car. “What’s so funny over there?” Jaemin side-eyed you and joined in on your giggling when you answered him. “We just made porn with your best friend to save you two from being kicked out from your apartment.”

“Yes, we did, but in all seriousness, thank you for agreeing to this. It’ll never happen again, I promise.” Jaemin tried to switch between looking at you and the road often. “I don’t know, I didn’t mind it, I liked being recorded. I wouldn’t mind doing those type of things on camera again, just maybe not post it next time. Hell, we could even let Jeno join in some times. It was fun.”

Jaemin wasn’t expecting you to say that, but he was so glad that you enjoyed yourself and had fun, he was praying you wouldn’t feel weird about yourself afterwards.

He pulled into the same parking spot of your building’s parking lot as he did the other night and ran around to your side of the car. “Jaemin, I can walk now.” You chuckled as Jaemin unbuckled your seatbelt to pick you up. “I know, I just like taking care of you, you’re my sweet baby and I put you through a lot tonight.” He said the last half softly and walked into your building.

Jaemin didn’t put you down until you two were in your bathroom and he sat you down on the closed toilet lid as he filled up your bathtub with warm water and bubbles. You watched the water fall from the faucet and into the tub that was now smelling like roses.

The tub was almost filled, so you took the liberty of removing Jaemin’s sweatshirt. The cold air on your now exposed warm skin caused your nipples to harden into pebbles. The man that was leaning over the tub to turn off the water, turned towards you and loved the sight in front of him. Your arms were crossed over your chest, squishing your boobs but your hard nipples were still visible under your forearms. The sweatpants were a bit too big, so they sagged down a bit, revealing the band of the boxers you were wearing.

“Y/n, I don’t mean to sound weird, but-uh-can I-can I take a photo of you?” You were taken back from his request, mostly because it seems to be on a very personal level, unlike what went down at his apartment. “I promise I won’t show anyone, it’s just for me.” You blinked and opened your mouth, “I guess so, yeah, is there anything you want me to do?” You were about to move your arms, but Jaemin reached out and stopped you. “Just stay still and look at me.”

When he said, ‘look at me’, he meant the camera but when he was getting ready to snap the photo, your eyes looked into his and he gulped. Whenever he looked at this photo, he’d remember that you were looking at him.

“Thank you, Y/n, do you want to see it?” You just shook your head, wanting to keep that photo to just him, and you pulled off his boxers and sweatpants from your legs in one go. When you lifted your leg up to step into the bath, you felt a strain in your thigh, making you whimper. Jaemin was immediately at you side and just picked you up bridal style to set you down in the warm water.

You scooted up and looked at Jaemin expectantly, he understood quickly and removed his clothes and sat in the space you made for him behind you. You leaned into him and dropped the back of your head to his shoulder.

“Nana? If I fall asleep while we’re in the tub, will you take care of me?” Kissing the side of your head, he mumbled, “I’ll always take care of you, no matter what.”

can i request a mark jeno jaemin haechan x innocent y/n fivesome 🙏🏻

If 3's a Crowd, Then Add 2

Paring: Bsf!Mark x Bsf!Reader, Mark, Jaemin, Jeno, Haechan x Innocent!Reader

Word Count: 3.9k

Genre: Smut, barely any plot, some fluff between Mark and reader

Warnings: Smut, Mature language/cursing, Haechan is meanest one, mark feels bad but doesn't, pet names, fluff, not 100% proofread, mentions of past jaehyun x reader

Smut Warnings: Fivesome, reader gets used for the guys' pleasure, degradation, uh... misuse of a shoe..., reader gets called stupid and dumb, unprotected sex, oral (m receiving), handjobs, some manhandling, dry humping, let me know if I missed anything.

an- hi!! i made a fic sorta similar to this but it didn't have haechan and mark involved, i hope it's different enough and you enjoy the drabble! thank you sm for requesting!

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“I want to fuck her, so bad.” Haechan spoke up, it had been quiet in the room since you went back to your own apartment. Hums of agreement were heard from Jeno and Jaemin who he was between on the couch. The person on the loveseat however made a sound of disgust. He was missing the warmth of your body that was next to him.

The other boys all complained, “So you’re saying you’ve never thought about hitting that?” “Have you seen that ass? Or her tits? Fuck man, even her mouth. I wanna see her cry so bad.” “I’d do anything to fuck her.” The three on the couch were all making provocative gestures and comments about you, and it made Mark feel sick. He refused to say that he wholeheartedly agreed with every single one of them though. Well, maybe not wholeheartedly, these thoughts and feelings weren’t coming from his heart.

“You guys are so gross; she’s been my best friend since elementary school. I don’t even know if she’s had sex before, let alone what you guys are wanting to do to her.” The room fell silent again, but it didn’t last long.

Haechan, Jeno, and Jaemin all shot up, Haechan being first, of course he wouldn’t miss a beat. “You’re saying she’s a virgin?!” Mark started rubbing his temples as question after question was thrown at him. “I don’t know if she’s a virgin, we’ve just told each other everything and sex never came up on her side of the conversation. She’s shy when it comes to that thing, so it is a possibility she just didn’t tell me, she dated this upperclassmen guy named Jaehyun for a while.” The younger boys sat back down and leaned their elbows on their knees, interested in anything about your personal life.

“Continue please.” Jeno motioned with his hand. Mark felt the guilt bubble in his chest and stomach as he opened his mouth to continue sharing your life with his eager friends. “Well, Jaehyun was a bit of a player, she was a sophomore at the time, and he was a senior, they had one class together and it was some cooking class, and they were station partners. He asked her out and all of Y/n and I’s mutual friends told her not to say yes, but the popular dude showed interest in her, and her being her, she said yes.” Not wanting to go on, he stopped talking and looked at the couch, hoping its occupants would be satisfied, but of course, they weren’t anywhere near that.

Taking a deep breath in, Mark starting again, “Jaehyun was known for sleeping around a bit, and no one thought him and Y/n would last, but they did, for two years too. That’s why I’m not sure if she’s a virgin of not, with how long her and Jaehyun were dating, I’d be surprised if she was. She doesn’t seem like the type to be adventurous though, so if her and Jaehyun did have sex, it was probably very vanilla.”

Jaemin, hasn’t said much but it was obvious he was just as excited as the everyone else in the room. “Why don’t you call her back here Mark? Tell her she forgot something.” Heads turned towards the boy on the loveseat, and it was like three devils cornering an angel. Haechan smiled, “Yean Mark, c’mon give Y/n a call.”

Mark wanted to, he really, really wanted to and one of the nagging voices in his head was telling him to take his phone out and at the same time, the other voice was reminding him that you’re his best friend, his innocent best friend. The voice he imagined with little horns overpowered the one with the halo. Reaching behind him, he grabbed his phone from his pocket and went to your contact.

There were only a few seconds of hesitation before he clicked the call button, of course there were only a couple rings until he heard your somehow confused yet cheery voice. “Hello Mark? Is everything okay?” Haechan held his hand flat with the palm side up and used his other hand to point at it while mouthing, “Speaker, put it on speaker!”

Although he rolled his eyes, Mark obliged. “Yeah, uh, everything is fine. You just, you just forgot something.” His cheeks were as red as can be, he felt warm too.

The way you immediately took his word for it instead of asking him what you had forgotten made the guilt within him bubble up in his chest. He felt worse knowing how much you trusted him, and he was leading you into this. But there it was again, the little devil that sat upon one of his shoulders, reminding him about every wet dream he’s ever had about you and every time you were the one that was in his mind while he rubbed one out.

“I’ll be there soon, thanks for letting me know Mark.” As soon was the three boys on the couch heard the call disconnect, their faces morphed into smirks, and they leaned back, thinking of what each of them were going to do first.

“If she says no, then nothing is going to happen, I know you all have these fucking sick fantasies about her but if she doesn’t want any of it, you will not touch her or make her feel bad about it. Do you understand?” Mark’s embarrassment faded and the possessiveness he kept deep down him started to rise up to the surface. It showed when Jaehyun broke up with you and it’s showing now.

While you were driving back to their apartment, you wondered what you had forgotten. You were sure you double checked to make sure you had everything, but it seemed like you did forget something after all. Even though you were positive you had remembered everything, you couldn’t help the feeling of nervousness and hesitation.

The four guys were all as anxious as you but for different reasons, Haechan was ready to play out some of his sick fantasies that starred you, Jeno and Jaemin were excited to get their dicks wet by you, and then there was Mark. He was trying to play out the conversation he would have with you after the night ended, would you still want to be his friend? Something more? Or would you never want anything to do with him again? He prayed that wasn’t going to be the case, he needed you in his life.

All of the thinking distracted him from how much time had passed and when he heard a knock on the door, Mark shot up from his seat. If this was going to happen, he was going to be the first one to touch you. He was going to mark you as his before any of the others got the chance. Mark’s head was so clouded by lust that he couldn’t even register who the others were at the moment, all he could think about, was you.

“Hey Mark, what did I for-” the rest of the question came out into his mouth, but as soon was you realized what was happening, you pulled away slightly. “What’s going on?” You didn’t even care enough for the answer before you kissed Mark again, just Mark, but when he did answer, it felt like freezing cold water was poured over you. “We wanna fuck you.”

“Huh? We? Mar-Mark” you whimpered as Mark grabbed your ass and used the leverage to grind your crotch into his. “Yeah, we. Do you wanna?” His speech was slurred, getting so worked up in a short amount of time was taking a toll on his mental state. Mark couldn’t think, except about you.

The heat coming from Mark’s crotch disappeared as he was pulled from your body, you subconsciously followed him, but you felt a hand circle your wrist. Your back was met with a firm chest, and you weren’t sure if it was Jeno or Jaemin, but the voice gave it away.

“Yeah, Y/n, what do you say. Are you gonna let us use you?” Jeno. Jaemin walked over to Haechan and Mark, leaving Jeno the only one out of your sight.

The room felt as if it was on fire, your cheeks and chest were warm, and you could’ve sworn you immediately started sweating when Jeno drug his lips along the back of your neck. “How? What is going to happen?” Then, the one who had been dreaming of this day the most, stepped up and spoke out.

Haechan walked up to you and leaned forward. “We’re gonna have some fun with you baby, use that pretty body of yours.” You felt his lips brush against yours every time he spoke, as if your lips were flirting.

Scanning the eyes of the men behind Haechan, Jaemin and Mark looked like they wanted this just as much, but they still wanted to make sure you were okay. Mark was slightly embarrassed about literally jumping your bones when you got there, but he couldn’t help it. Even though he was going read at the thought, he wanted nothing more than to do it again.

Mark felt a nudge in his side when you slightly nodded, wide eyes doing nothing to hide the fear in you. He looked over at Jaemin and saw the smirk on his face, he wasn’t sure what to do first, it started so fast. Jeno used his hold on you to drag you into the middle of the room, only tripping once, you stood in the center of the circle the four boys had created.

“Always such a tease, I doubt you even knew what you were doing. Stupid girl.” Haechan paced in front of you, like a warden who was about to punish a delinquent. “M’not stupid.” That was the only thing your brain could process to say. “Yes, you are, you’re our dumb slut, just for us.” Jaemin came up from behind you and placed his head on your shoulder, patronizing you.

You hated to admit it, but you were wet, so very wet. These four jaw-droppingly gorgeous men wanted you. They wanted to do sick things to you, things you hadn’t even thought of ever doing, but who were you to say no to them.

No one moved for a few seconds, they four looked at one another, almost as if decided who was going to go first without telling you. Haechan pointed at your shirt and then pointed up, making an upward sweeping motion with his finger. “What?” With your head tilted and brows furrowed in confusion he was sure he could cum on the spot, but Haechan wanted to cum in you, he didn’t care in which hole, you just wanted his release to be inside of you.

“Fuck, you really are stupid huh?” Shaking your head, you felt shaking hands find the hem of your shirt and then tugging it up. “You’re so pretty baby, you’re not stupid, my smart girl.” Mark whispered in your ear while stripping you.

He moved to removing your pants and he tapped your ankle when it was time to step out of them, and then he repeated the action when it was time. On his way back up, he kissed the small of your back. Mark barely pulled back, the tips of his lips followed your spine up, ending at the junction where your neck meets your shoulder.

The familiar feeling of him grinding returned, although it wasn’t along your crotch, the thought of Mark using your ass to get off was just as pleasurable as him actually touching you. His hands traced your sides up and met where your bra hook was. “Mark” after he unclasped your bra, you would be left completely bare in front of the everyone in the room.

Mark didn’t stop though, he undid your bra hook and slightly pulled your bra up before removing it, when he did, your breasts bounced and no one was looking at your face, they were all looking at how your tits dropped.

“Get on your knees.” Haechan stepped forward and shooed Mark away. He hesitated before he finally let you go. Although you missed Mark’s touch, you wanted to please Haechan. The boy’s eyes held a glint in them, his babyface showed an innocent façade, but there were deep desires that his composure hid.

Dropping to your knees, Haechan’s pointer finger found its way under your chin and used it to tilt your head up. He looked down at your kneeling position from his standing one, you felt the need to cower, the height difference mixed with the look in his eye scared you. He just smirked at you before saying, “Hump my shoe.” He kicked your thighs apart and stepped his right foot forward.

“Wha-huh?” You looked from his face to his shoe, and back to his face. You felt hot and exposed, which you were, every man in the room was fully clothed, while you didn’t have a single thing covering you. Turning your head when you heard a scoff behind you, you saw Jeno rolling his eyes, Jaemin motioning you to do it, and Mark was still blushing, his fingers itching to reach out and caress you. He couldn’t though, Haechan had taken the role of leader in this, and he was determined to make both you and Mark suffer.

“Oh, for Christ’s sake, Jeno, fucking help her.” You swallowed, only to realize how dry your mouth had gotten. Jeno followed Haechan’s orders, and you felt him kneel behind you. “C’mon beautiful, hump his shoe, you should be thanking him for even letting you touch that shoe.” As Jeno was talking, he started moving you along the shoe that was placed between your thighs. The laces rubbed against your clit, and you couldn’t help but whine and moan. “Jeno, hurts. It hurts.” You were throbbing, wanting something in you, but you were too shy to ask.

“If you want something, you’re going to have to ask for it. You’re a big girl, use your words.” Jaemin appeared at your side, kneeling beside you. Jaemin gave you the kindest touch you had felt yet that night, he brushed the hair our of your eyes and ran his fingers through the rest of your hair. After his fingers had run their course, you dropped your head onto Jeno’s shoulder, lost in the pleasure of the feeling of him forcing you to move along Haechan’s shoe.

Your head didn’t stay on Jeno’s shoulder for long before it shot up, with you letting out a short scream with the motion, Haechan had moved his foot, tapping your swollen clit and wet folds.

“You’re being so good for us so far, are you going to keep being a good girl?” Mark stayed standing as he came to your other side, looking down at you with a small smirk on his face. “Yeah, wanna be your good girl. I can be your good girl.” Frantically nodding in fear of them seizing their touch, but unfortunately, no matter how eager you seemed, all feeling of them was removed.

Haechan was whispering to Mark while Jeno and Jaemin listened in, agreeing to what he was saying. You thought about how this obviously wasn’t planned whatsoever and that they were just like, “hey, let’s fuck Y/n.” Your thoughts were interrupted when you felt a pair of hands grab your wrists and bring them up and above your head. Then, each leg was grabbed by a separate pair of hands, and they were pulled apart, leaving you open. You saw Haechan above your head, he was the one holding your hands, “Open your mouth.”

You wanted to be their good girl, so you did. Haechan then opened his and you felt a glob of spit hit your tongue. “Swallow it.” You did without a second thought. “Maybe you aren’t as stupid as I thought, your brain isn’t empty, it’s full of ways how to please us.” The praise, that wasn’t exactly praise, caused you to want to clench your thighs together, but you couldn’t.

The hands that were keeping you spread open kept pulling your legs further and further apart until you whined from a cramp. They didn’t move them slightly back, but they held it in the spot that made you whimper.

Jeno was holding your left ankle while Jaemin was holding the right, which left Mark. “Look at how hard you make me. This is all because of you. Ever since we were kids, you made me feel this way.” You didn’t get to say anything in response because Mark was already prodding at your entrance that was soaking to a humiliating degree.

“Mark” your back arched as he slid into you, each inch was being shoved inside of you, not to mention the girth. Whines and curses were coming out of your mouth as well as Mark’s, you felt a slap on your cheek which caused you to you to quickly look at Haechan. “I thought you were our good girl. Good girls don’t curse. Don’t you want this? Don’t you want us?” Your thighs tensed as the tip of Mark’s cock kissed your g-spot. “No no no, Haechan. I do want this!” Your teary eyes met his and he couldn’t take it anymore.

“God, fuck, look what you do to me. Can’t even fucking wait for your pussy to free up.” Haechan freed your hands so he could focus on removing the clothes that covered his bottom half. “Open your mouth, now.” The large size of Haechan’s dick made its way into your mouth and landed on your tongue.

You shouldn’t have been surprised but Haechan didn’t give you any time for your throat to adjust to the size of his cock before he started pulling out to just slam back in. The tears streaming down your face made all the boys chuckle, watching your every move and reaction, you weren’t able to leave their sight in anyway. All eyes were on you.

Your legs found a new home before you knew it, from being pinned to the ground, they were now around Mark’s naked hips. You never noticed how pretty he was until now, you always knew he was pretty but now, you saw his most vulnerable form, and he was breath-taking. The hands that were busy with your legs now grabbed your free arms from when Haechan let go.

“You’re gonna jerk us off.” Jaemin smirked when you shot him a confused look. Not knowing when the best friends had removed their pants and underwear, you couldn’t find yourself to care either as both of the heavy weights of their cocks sat in the palms of your hands.

At first you struggled with moving your hands to pleasure them, but they both spat into your hand, causing you to slide up and down their lengths.

It was hard to truly concentrate on everything as Mark was still sliding against your walls. “Fuck, you’re so wet.” The squelches that were being immitted from your cunt mixed with the sounds of your gagging, you’d never felt so powerful yet so helpless at the same time before. Here you were being used by four guys on the living room floor of a dirty apartment, but then again, four hot guys wanted you.

“Mark, I’m gonna-I’m gonna cum.” Those whimpered words caused him to move even faster, wanting to feel your walls clench around him was what caused him to keep snapping his hips against yours. It didn’t take long for you to reach the edge, and before you knew it, Mark hit your g-spot once again and you were pushed off said edge and into the ocean of euphoria.

Your once slightly blurry vision was all white and your legs tightened around Mark’s narrow hips, you felt his pace stutter and then he stilled. Seeing his head thrown back as his chest rose and fell with each breath was such a sight.

Of course the sight wasn’t super visible since Haechan’s cock was still drilling in and out of your mouth. His thrusts turned frantic as he sprinted to reach his release. “Almost there, gonna fuck- cum. Gonna cum in your mouth and you’re- you’re gonna be good and swallow every last drop, aren’t you?” The hum you let out in affirmation was what helped Haechan find his finish. With Mark’s cum starting to spill out of you since he pulled out, Haechan’s was pouring into your mouth.

Swallowing it like he had asked, you opened your mouth once more to show him that you had followed his orders. The smile on his face, told you that you did good for him since he was too out of breath to verbally answer.

The two using your hands were almost there as well. They both had wrapped one of their hands around yours so they could set their own place without the problem of slipping out. Jaemin came first, white spirts hitting your chest, which he was aiming for. He was dying to see your tits covered in his cum. Jeno, wasn’t too far behind and he aimed to cum on your stomach. He removed your hand and continued to jerk himself off over your middle until every last bit of cum was out of him and onto you.

The air in the room was hot and heavy, the panting coming from everyone just added onto it. You closed your eyes for a bit, now worn out, and felt three kisses on your forehead. When opened your eyes to see who it was, all you saw was Mark in the room with you.

“They all gave you a kiss when they left. I’m going to go get a washcloth to clean you up. I’ll be right back.” You were left alone for a couple seconds but the sound of the faucet in the bathroom, comforted you, it told you that Mark would be back soon, and then he was. Right back at your side, wiping up the remains of his and his friends’ cum off of you. “What do we do now? As in us?” Not wanting to receive the answer you were dreading, you whispered, thinking that that would somehow help. “I’m not sure, I wish I was, but I just don’t want to lose you.”

Mark must’ve felt the same because his volume was just as quiet if not more than yours. “You were the only one that kissed me.” “Hm?” Slightly scoffing, you added to your statement. “When I got here, you kissed me, you were the only one that kissed me on the lips tonight. That has to mean something, doesn’t it?”

Mark didn’t answer at all, he dressed you in some of his clothes and picked you up to place you in his bed. “I guess it does. I’m glad that none of them kissed you.” He admitted as he laid down next to you.

“I wanted to be the only one to do that.” Mark spoke into your hair. Looking up at him, the darkness of the room hit his face from you, but you could still feel his breath brush against your face. Your eyelashes flutter from exhaustion, “We can talk about this in the morning. I just want to hold you, without anything to worry about.” You allowed yourself to melt into the embrace of Mark and drifted off to sleep, you had a slight smile on your face as you heard an almost silent. “You’re so pretty.”

Responding with an even quieter, “You can’t even see me, but thank you. You’re even prettier.”

thank you sm for over 1000 notes on Smelling Like Roses!! it's my first fic that has reached that number and I didn't expect it at all but I really appreciate it!!!

People realizing how much DreamWorks outclasses Disney in storytelling, topics, character designs, origins and animation gives me life. Not the love will solve everything crap with dollfaces but real life lessons delivered perfectly with the best animation possible; even when you can watch it 10 times you will find new details. The studio has been killing it since I can remember.

Now go and watch Rise of the Guardians.

Sephiroth refuses to let anything happen to Pichu

Based on this picture of them in the official Smash banner:

The real purpose of Sephiroth’s chest straps

[COMIC] Alex’s Horror Movie Training

Sam looks like he’s having a wonderful time!

BONUS:

clean versions of the Pillar anime boys and RIHITA ANIKI

either way, Richter stays a pillar

They are a squad! 💙✨

Elliott as the Little Merman!

Headcanon: Elliott dresses up as merman Ariel to make Jas happy