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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 || (𝗲𝗻- 𝗰𝘂 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀)

"Maybe your army comes and maybe it's too much for us but it's all on you. Because if we can't protect the Earth, you can be damned well sure we'll avenge it."

SYNOPSIS: 7 guys that have the power to change the world for good in a unique way, sure they can mess the whole city they are battling or end in another universe, but one thing is sure, they will always comeback home for some love.

PAIRING: Iron Man!Jay x Park Industries CEO and wife!reader (the reader is fem bodied) || GENRE: smut, crack || W.C: +7.8k || TRIGGER WARNING: Oral (f), breast play, emotional intimacy, dirty talk, petnames (slut, pretty girl, baby and more), dom Jay, unprotect sex, pregnancy sex, cum play, breast milk play, lots of eye contact, Jay is so down bad for you and your daughter, mention of Nick Fury and Jake's appereance.

The morning welcomed the whole city of Seoul, casting a golden hue over the skyline and stirring life into its bustling streets. Jay looked at the view, feeling a sense of calmness. He sipped his coffee, contemplating the day ahead. It was rare for him to find a moment of peace, but when he did, he cherished it. He looked at a specific picture on the wall a few meters next to him and smiled at the view of you and your daughter at your daughter's first music recital, feeling it his heart and not the piece of metal he had—that warm sensation of love.

"Friday, what's on the agenda today?" Jay asked, his voice crisp and clear.

"Good morning, boss. You have a meeting with the board at 10 AM, a tech presentation at MIT at 3 PM, and dinner with your wife at 7 PM." Friday's smooth voice responded.

"Cancel the board meeting, move the dinner to 21:00, and tell MIT I'll be fashionably late; I need to buy an anniversary gift." Jay said it with a smirk.

"Understood, boss. Anything else?" Friday inquired.

"Yeah, where's my daughter?" Jay started to walk to the door of his room as he was speaking.

"She's having breakfast."

Jay made his way down the hallway, the sounds of the city gradually fading as he approached the kitchen. As he entered, he saw his daughter, Ella, seated at the counter while you were serving waffles for her, her plate piling up as he decorated her pancakes with whipped cream and strawberries. She looked up, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Daddy!" She jumped where she was from where she was, and you look at your husband; he couldn't help but smile at the view of you and your 6-month pregnant belly. You were glowing.

Jay walked over and wrapped his arms around you from behind, planting a gentle kiss on your cheek. "Good morning, love," he whispered, his eyes full of affection.

Ella bounced on her seat and said, "Daddy, look! Mommy made my favorite!" She pointed at her elaborately decorated plate of waffles, her enthusiasm infectious.

"Well, it looks like Mommy's outdone herself again," Jay said. "What are those? Crickets wrapped in a blanket?"

You laughed, rolling your eyes at Jay’s playful comment. "Waffles, Jay. Not everything is an exotic dish from your latest adventure."

Jay chuckled, giving your belly a gentle pat. "Alright, alright. Waffles, it is. Just making sure you two aren't plotting to expand your culinary horizons without me."

Ella giggled, her eyes wide with admiration. "Daddy, you're so funny! And I know why it is."

Jay got near your ear and asked, "Does she know I use sarcasm and humor because of my traumas?"

"Jay, she's five. She doesn't even know what trauma is."

"And can you tell me what my secret is?"

"You're Iron Man, daddy!"

Jay raised an eyebrow, his trademark smirk returning.

"Before coming to eat, I found her playing with your masks." You pointed at the mask that was sitting on the counter. "You can imagine my heart attack."

Jay went to the mask, kneeling down to her as the little one avoided his gaze, just like he does when he does something wrong.

"How did you find... this?" He kocked on the mask that was actually not his but a gift for you, but you shouldn't know that. Yet.

"The garage…"

"Oh really?" The playful tone in Jay's voice was very obvious as he was looking at his child. "Were you looking for it, or did it simply happen to be in the reach of your naughty hands?"

"No way! I just found it, though."

Jay looked at you, seeing a playful smile on your face at the scene they were creating, having our trip in memory land when you two had that type of situation.

"Yep, she's my daughter." He grabbed the little girl in his arms as he took a piece of waffle off Ella’s plate and popped it into his mouth, earning a playful swat from you.

"Hey! Those are for her!" You chided, trying to sound stern but failing to hide your smile.

Jay winked at Ella, then turned to you. "Don’t worry, love. I’ll get my own in a minute. But first, let's have a quick family meeting. How are my two favorite girls feeling today?"

You leaned into him, feeling the warmth of his embrace. "We're good. Ella’s excited for her playdate this afternoon, and as for me, well, I’m just trying to keep up with this little one and work." You placed a hand on your belly, feeling the gentle flutter of your growing baby.

Jay’s eyes softened. "You're doing an amazing job. Both of you." He turned to Ella. "And you, princess, are you ready for our big day?"

The little girl nodded with happiness. You gave a small kiss to the little girl and a peck to Jay's lips, your lips lingering in his for a moment.

"Everywhere but the garage."

Jay chuckled, giving Ella a conspiratorial wink. "Alright, I'll make sure to lock the garage from now on. No more secret missions in there, okay?"

Ella giggled, nodding vigorously. "Okay, Daddy! But can we play superheroes today?"

Jay feigned deep thought, tapping his chin. "Hmm, superheroes, you say? Well, I just cleared my schedule for some crime-fighting fun. What do you think, Mommy?"

You smiled, watching the bond between your husband and daughter with a heart full of love. "I think that sounds like a great idea. But first, you need to eat your breakfast, Ella."

Ella eagerly returned to her waffles, and Jay pulled out a chair to sit beside her. "So, princess, what kind of superhero are we talking about? The flying kind, the super strength kind, or, I don't know, maybe the genius inventor kind?"

Ella pondered, her face scrunching up in concentration. "I want to be like you, Daddy! A genius inventor!"

Jay’s smile widened. "That's such a genius inventor's answer. We'll start with some inventing after breakfast, then."

As Ella finished her meal, Jay turned to you, his expression softening. "How are you feeling, really? Anything you need?"

You reached out to touch his hand, appreciating his concern. "I'm good, Jay. I'm going to some meetings and see the company."

Jay nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "Well, make sure you rest today. We’ve got everything under control here."

"I'll rest at our dinner because…" Your lips went to his ear, and he held your waist a little. "Ella's staying with my mother's tonight."

His eyes went wide as you left the room, scanning your body from head to toe, even taking a pick on your ass when you kissed your daughter on the way so you could change into your clothes and go straight to work.

"I'm done, Daddy! Let's play!" Ella took her plate to the sink, running to Jay as she sewed his pants to catch his attention.

"Yeah, playtime." He went to the sink to clean her plate and picked her up after he dried his hands. They both went down a path that they both knew by heart.

"Daddy, mommy told us not to go to the garage."

"We're going to my office."

"But the office is your garage." Jay gently put his child on the floor, standing as she looked at him with her big eyes. Jay's eyes have that characteristic mischievousness.

"Exactly."

Jay grinned as he led Ella to the garage, which, as she had rightly pointed out, doubled as his office. The place was a maze of half-built gadgets, prototypes, and blueprints, a testament to Jay’s tireless work ethic and unending curiosity.

“Daddy, what are we going to invent today?” Ella asked, her eyes wide with excitement.

Jay kneeled beside her, his face serious. “Well, princess, today is a very special day. We’re going to create something extraordinary. How would you like your very own Iron Man suit?”

Ella’s eyes widened even further. “Really? My own suit? Like yours?”

“Exactly like mine, but smaller. And maybe pink. Or purple. What do you think?”

“Pink! Pink is my favorite!” Ella clapped her hands in delight.

“Pink it is,” Jay agreed, ruffling her hair. He moved to his workbench and pulled out a tablet, starting to sketch out designs for the suit. Ella watched, her face a mix of awe and curiosity.

“Daddy, can I help?” she asked.

“Of course, sweetheart. Here, you can help me choose the colors and some of the cool gadgets we’re going to put in your suit.”

Ella’s face lit up as she eagerly joined in, picking out colors and pointing to different gadgets she wanted in her suit. Jay let her imagination run wild, adding her suggestions to the design. The garage echoed with their laughter and the sounds of their collaborative brainstorming.

You were walking inside the house after five hours outside working until you started your maternity license. You felt really tired, but you just couldn't miss this opportunity to keep on learning about being the CEO of the company.

Everything was pretty quiet, making you curious because Jay and Ella weren't really quiet people in general. You saw on the kitchen table a sticky note with a message from her husband.

"We went to the park; go upstairs for your gift."

Below that message, there were both your daughter's name and his, making you smile fondly as you went to the shared bedroom. Surprise invaded your body as you saw the whole massage team there with all the supplies and everything to make you relax. A young girl went to you after they all bowed to you.

"Miss, Park. Welcome. Are you ready for your massage?"

Downstairs, the garage looked like a hurricane had swept through it. Pieces of metal, wires, and tools were scattered everywhere, but in the middle of it all stood Jay and Ella, both covered in smudges of grease and paint but grinning from ear to ear.

“Alright, princess, we’ve got the basic structure ready. Now, let’s power this baby up,” Jay said, moving to a large machine in the corner of the garage.

Ella watched in awe as Jay connected the suit to the machine, explaining every step in a way that only a genius inventor could. “This, my dear, is the arc reactor. It’s the heart of the suit. It’ll give you the power to do incredible things.”

He flipped a switch, and the suit hummed to life. Lights blinked on, and the suit’s eyes glowed a bright blue. Ella’s face was a picture of pure joy.

“Wow, Daddy! It’s amazing!” she exclaimed.

Jay grinned, feeling a swell of pride. “And it’s all yours, princess. Now, let’s get you in there and see how it fits.”

He helped Ella into the suit, adjusting the straps and making sure everything was secure. Ella wobbled a bit at first, but with Jay’s guidance, she quickly found her balance.

“How do you feel, Iron Princess?” Jay asked, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

“I feel like a superhero, Daddy!” Ella beamed, striking a pose.

“Then let’s see what you can do,” Jay said, stepping back to give her space.

Ella took a tentative step forward, then another, gaining confidence with each step. She giggled as she moved around, the suit’s servos whirring softly.

“You’re a natural, princess,” Jay said, clapping his hands. “Now, how about we try some of the gadgets?”

Ella nodded eagerly. Jay walked her through the suit’s various features, from the repulsor beams to the mini rockets. Ella tried them all, her laughter filling the garage.

“Daddy, this is the best day ever!” she said, her eyes shining with happiness.

Jay felt his heart melt. “I’m glad you’re having fun, princess. You deserve it.”

Just then, a loud crash came from behind them. Jay turned to see you standing in the doorway, your mouth open in shock, with your bathrobe wrapping your body and a face mask.

“Jay, what on earth is going on here? And why did you both lie? I had to send Jake to look for the both of you at the damn park.” You exclaimed, taking in the chaotic scene and letting your fury out.

Jay scratched the back of his head, a sheepish grin on his face. “Uh, well, you see, Ella and I were just bonding.”

“Bonding?” You repeated, your eyes narrowing. “It looks like a tornado hit the garage.”

Ella ran up to you, still in her suit. “Look, Mommy! Daddy made me an Iron Man suit! Isn’t it cool?”

Your eyes went up to Jay's, him copying the same action Ella did with her mask. You felt anger but relaxed a bit when you looked at your daughter being happy with his pretty, yet dangerous, suit.

You sighed, shaking your head but unable to suppress a smile. “It is pretty cool, sweetheart. But, Jay, this is a bit much, don’t you think?”

Jay shrugged, his expression unapologetic. “She wanted to play superheroes, and I thought, why not make it as authentic as possible? I'm sorry, I can't focus because of your face. Is that avocado?” he tried to touch it, gaining a small slap in his hand.

"Really? A suit? I thought that we promised she wouldn't have a suit until she was 18."

"Correction. You did."

You rolled your eyes, but you couldn't help the laughter that bubbled up. “Alright, Iron Man, you win this round. But next time, let's stick to toys that don’t come with a potential for explosion.”

Jay grinned, pulling you into a gentle embrace. “Deal. Now, how about we all head to the backyard? I promised Ella some outdoor superhero training.”

You glanced at Ella, who was beaming with excitement, and then back at Jay. “Fine, but the suit stays here.”

Jay nodded, giving Ella a playful wink. “You heard your mom, princess. Suit off for now. We’ll have plenty of time to save the world later.”

Ella pouted but nodded obediently. “Okay, Daddy. But can I wear it again tomorrow?”

“We’ll see,” Jay said, helping her out of the suit. “Now, let’s get cleaned up and head out. Superheroes need their fresh air too.”

"Also, Ella needs to get ready to go to their grandparents while I finish my massage."

"Oh, right, are you liking it?"

"I did. I was so relaxed until I got a call from Jake that you weren't at the park, and I got stressed again."

"I'm sorry, mommy." Ella's voice broke the conversation, and you scrunched to her size, clicking on one of the buttons to open the mask externally.

"I know you are darling. But we will set rules. This suit stays here, not shooting stuff, and you will do it with my supervision or dad's. Are we clear?"

"Yes, mommy." You looked at Jay; he was already out of his suit.

"Clear?"

"Like Fury's head." You took your daughter's hands as you both walked out of the garage, your hands stopping on Jay's chest. "What?"

"Friday, what time is it?"

"It's 4:30, ma'am."

"And what time was he supposed to be at MIT?"

"At 3 PM, ma'am," he sighed as he went to your daughter, kissing her forehead as a gesture of apology.

"Princess, training is cancelled. Go get ready with mom to be dropped off by Jake at grandma's. We will pick you up tomorrow."

"Where are you going?"

"To give a speech at a university." The little girl hugged his dad, giving a cute smile as she broke the hug.

"Go and be a hero, daddy."

Ella's words warmed Jay's heart, and he knelt to her level, giving her a tight hug. "I’ll be back before you know it, princess. You be good for Grandma and Grandpa, okay?"

Ella nodded eagerly. "Okay, Daddy! And don’t forget, you promised me superhero training!"

Jay chuckled, giving her a final kiss on the forehead before standing up. "I won’t forget. Now go get ready with Mommy."

A few hours later, after a successful and engaging presentation, Jay returned home. He was met with silence, a stark contrast to the usual lively atmosphere, but he knew why.

He went to his walking closet to see any suit to wear, Jake coming right after he was called to help him a little bit.

"Can you believe it's already been eight years?"

"I can believe the fact you settle down for good and with a good woman by your side." Jay smiled at his best friend.

"I had so many girls adn the one I needed the most was by my side. Thank God I realized that soon."

"Did you just thank God."

"She made me believe in miracles." Jay adjusted his suit, ignoring the playful smile in the australian's face.

"You're down bad, Park."

"I know. And I won't hide it." Jay extended his hand and Jake gave him the key of his Audi R8.

He ascended the stairs after that, his heart beating faster with each step. As he reached the top, he saw you standing at the end of the hallway, wearing a stunning long red dress that hugged your figure perfectly. Your hair cascaded down in soft waves, and your makeup accentuated your natural beauty.

Jay's breath caught in his throat. "Wow," he said, his voice filled with awe. "You look absolutely breathtaking."

You smiled, a blush creeping onto your cheeks. "Thank you, Jay. You don’t look so bad yourself."

Jay closed the distance between you, his eyes never leaving yours. He took your hand, bringing it to his lips for a gentle kiss. "Happy anniversary, love," he whispered.

"Happy anniversary," you replied, feeling a surge of love and gratitude for the man standing before you.

Jay wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close. "I’m so glad we have this night to ourselves," he said softly. "It’s been too long since we had a proper date."

You nodded, resting your head against his chest. "I know. But it’s worth it. Our family, our work, everything we’ve built together… it’s all worth it."

Jay tilted your chin up, his eyes shining with emotion. "You’re worth it. You and our children," he rub your belly with love, a smile in his face. "Are everything to me."

You reached up, cupping his face in your hands. "And you’re everything to us, Jay. Now, let’s go celebrate."

He kissed you deeply, pouring all his love and passion into the moment. When you finally pulled away, both of you were breathless, your hearts pounding in unison.

"Let's go," Jay said, offering you his arm. "Our chariot awaits."

You laughed, taking his arm as you both descended the stairs. Outside, a sleek black car was waiting, its driver holding the door open for you. Jay helped you inside, then slid in beside you.

The drive to the restaurant was filled with laughter and light conversation, the city lights creating a beautiful backdrop for your anniversary celebration. When you arrived, Jay led you to a private table overlooking the river, the moonlight casting a warm glow over everything.

The dinner was perfect, a symphony of flavors that danced on your taste buds. But it was the company that made the evening truly special. Jay's wit and charm kept you entertained, and the way he looked at you made you feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.

As the night deepened, the conversation flowed effortlessly. Jay's eyes sparkled with mischief and love, and you couldn't help but get lost in them. The restaurant's soft, ambient music provided the perfect background for your intimate evening.

"Do you remember our first date?" Jay asked, his voice low and full of nostalgia.

You chuckled, taking a sip of your wine. "How could I forget? You took me to that tiny Italian place on the corner, and we ended up dancing in the rain afterward."

Jay grinned. "I remember thinking that night how lucky I was to have found you. And I still do."

You felt a warm blush spread across your cheeks. "You always know just what to say."

He reached across the table, taking your hand in his. "That's because I mean every word."

As dessert was served, Jay leaned in closer, his gaze becoming more intense. "You know, I’ve been thinking about tonight for a while," he said, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.

"Oh? And what exactly have you been thinking about?" you teased, a playful glint in your eye.

Jay’s thumb brushed over your knuckles, sending a shiver up your spine. "How much I want to make tonight special for you. I want to remind you how much you mean to me."

You felt your heart race at his words, a surge of desire mixing with the deep love you felt for him. "You don’t need to remind me, Jay. I feel it every day."

He smiled, his eyes darkening with a familiar heat. "Even so, I plan to spoil you tonight. And not just with words."

After dinner, Jay led you back to the car, his hand warm and firm around yours. The drive home was filled with a comfortable silence, the air between you charged with anticipation.

As you stepped into the house, Jay gently pulled you into his arms, his lips capturing yours in a searing kiss. You melted into him, feeling the world fade away until it was just the two of you.

Jay broke the kiss, his breath hot against your skin. "Upstairs," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

You nodded, unable to speak as you let him lead you to your bedroom. The door closed behind you with a soft click, and suddenly, everything else ceased to matter.

Jay’s hands were on you, exploring, caressing, igniting fires wherever they touched. He kissed you deeply, passionately, his lips trailing down your neck, making you gasp.

"Jay," you breathed, your hands tangling in his hair as he lifted you, carrying you to the bed.

He laid you down gently, his hands took the straps of your dress, slipping them to your shoulders as his fingertips touched you gracefuly, his eyes raking over your body with a mix of love and lust as he realized you weren't even wearing a bra. "

You’re so beautiful," he whispered, his voice reverent as he joined you on the bed.

You pulled him closer, your lips finding his again in a desperate kiss. "Show me," you whispered against his lips. "Show me how much you love me."

Jay didn’t need any more encouragement. His hands and lips were everywhere, worshipping your body, making you feel cherished and desired in a way only he could.

He helped you sitting down for a moment, taking off completly your dress, leaving you with only your piece of underwear, the stretchmarks of your skin showing in his view as he watched your small pregnancy belly.

Jay's fingertips traced the delicate patterns of your stretch marks with tender reverence, his lips following suit, kissing each mark as if they were precious treasures. His gaze met yours, filled with love and admiration.

"You're even more beautiful now," he murmured, his voice husky with emotion.

Your heart swelled at his words, feeling a rush of love and desire for this man who saw you, truly saw you, and loved every part of you.

"Jay," you whispered, pulling him closer, his hand landing next to your face in order to not put preassure on you, taking care of the baby that was about to come. He kissed you deeply, pouring all his love and passion into the moment.

"I'm taking care of everything tonight." He trailed a sequence of wet kisses from your jaw to the valley of your breats , leaving a trail of fire in his wake. His hands followed, caressing and teasing every inch of your skin, his touch igniting a hunger deep within you. You moaned softly, arching your back, craving more of his touch.

Jay's lips moved lower, leaving a trail of kisses and nibbles on your stomach, his hands gently cradling your growing belly. He worshipped every curve, every mark, reminding you that you were a goddess, a vessel of love and life.

"Thank you."

"For what baby?"

"For helping me out all this years, my alcohol problems, my really messed up era and from being here after all, but not as my assitant that I was blindly in love with but I was too drunk to realize, but as my wife and mother of my soon to be two children."

You felt tears welling up in your eyes as Jay's heartfelt words filled the room. The depth of his gratitude and love washed over you, reaffirming the bond you shared. His fingers continued to trace delicate circles on your belly, a silent acknowledgment of the life growing within you.

With a surge of emotion, you pulled Jay closer, your lips meeting in a passionate embrace. The weight of his words hung heavy in the air, intertwining with the desire that pulsed between you. Tonight was about more than just physical pleasure; it was about celebrating your love, your journey together, and the new chapter you were about to embark on as parents.

Jay's hands moved sensually across your body, his touch igniting a fire within you that burned brighter with every caress. Your breath hitched as he gently removed your last remaining piece of underwear, leaving you exposed and vulnerable, yet utterly safe in his embrace.

His mouth found its way to your breasts, his tongue swirling around your nipples, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. You gasped, your fingers tangling in his hair, urging him on.Jay's hands roamed lower, slipping past the waistband of your underwear, his fingers finding your most sensitive spot. He circled his thumb over your clit, causing your breath to hitch and your body to arch off the bed.

"Jay," you moaned, your voice filled with need. He continued his ministrations, his touch becoming more intense, his fingers delving deeper, driving you to the edge of ecstasy. His lips left a trail of wet kisses along your abdomen, his warm breath fanning across your skin, heightening your arousal.

You were lost in a sea of sensation, surrendering yourself completely to Jay's touch. His fingers moved with expert precision, his mouth continuing its exploration of your body, driving you closer and closer to the edge.

It's very common for parents to actually have time to have this type of moments, him working being Iron Man, you leading the company he built and both of you parenting being a blessing but a curse at the same time, lacking sexual moments mayority of the time. But when they ocurred, you both enjoy it, because love they were rare and precious. Tonight was no exception, and Jay was determined to make every second count.

Your body trembled, your muscles tightening as pleasure built within you. Jay's touch became more urgent, his lips finding yours once more as he whispered against your skin, "Cum for me, my love. Let go."

And with his words, you shattered, waves of pleasure crashing over you, consuming your every thought. Your body convulsed with pleasure, and Jay held you close, his touch and presence grounding you in the blissful aftermath.

As your breathing steadied, Jay kissed your forehead, his voice filled with love and tenderness. "You are the most beautiful, incredible woman I've ever known. Thank you for choosing me, for loving me."

His lips found their way back to yours, capturing them in a kiss so deep and passionate that it left you breathless. His hands continued their exploration, one hand caressing your breast while the other traced the curve of your hip. The intensity of his touch sent shivers down your spine, and you felt your body respond eagerly to his every movement.

"Jay," you whispered, your voice a mixture of desperation and desire. "I need you."

He pulled back slightly, his eyes dark with lust and love. "I need you too," he replied, his voice husky. "More than anything."

With that, Jay positioned himself above you, his body a warm, comforting weight against yours, his eyes filled with adoration and a hunger that mirrored your own. He entered you slowly, taking his time to savor the moment, to feel every inch of you, the connection between you deepening and intensifying with each movement. You gasped at the sensation, your fingers digging into his back as he filled you completely.

The rhythm he set was slow and deliberate, each thrust a testament to his love and devotion. You moved together in perfect harmony, the connection between you deepening with every motion. The world outside ceased to exist; there was only Jay, only this moment.

His lips found your neck, trailing kisses and gentle bites that sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

"Fuck Jay, it feels so good." You moaned his name, your voice filled with a mixture of pleasure and love, your body arching into his as he drove you closer and closer to the edge. "Harder, baby."

"My pretty girl wants to be filled? Want to make another baby?"

Jay's words sent a shiver of anticipation through you, your body responding eagerly to his promises. You could feel the intensity of his desire matching your own, the fire between you burning hotter with every movement.

"Yes," you whispered, your voice breathless. "I want it all, Jay. I want you."

Jay's eyes darkened with lust and love as he increased his pace, his thrusts becoming deeper, harder. Each movement sent waves of pleasure crashing through you, building to an overwhelming crescendo. You clung to him, your nails digging into his back as you rode the rising tide of ecstasy together.

His hands roamed your body, caressing and worshipping every inch of you, as if memorizing every curve and line. His lips found yours in a searing kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth with a desperate need that mirrored your own. His eyes never left yours, a silent communication of the depth of his feelings. With each thrust, the intensity grew, the sensations building to an almost unbearable peak.

"Jay!" you gasped, your nails digging into his shoulders as you clung to him, your body desperate for release.

He responded with a deep, throaty moan, his pace quickening. "I love you," he murmured, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "I love you so much." The words sent a fresh wave of heat through your body, and you felt the tension coil tighter within you.

The sensations were too much, too intense, and you felt yourself teetering on the edge of release. Jay's name fell from your lips in a breathless moan, your body arching into his as you surrendered to the waves of pleasure.

"Let go, baby," Jay murmured against your lips, his voice husky with need. "Cum for me." With one final, powerful thrust, the world exploded into a million stars. Your cries mingling with Jay's as he found his own release, filling you completely, your body shaking with the force of your orgasm, Jay following you over the edge a moment later.

For a few blissful moments, the world was nothing but the two of you, tangled together in a mess of limbs and love.

The world seemed to stand still, the only sound the heavy breathing and the beating of your hearts in perfect harmony. Jay held you close, his body a warm and his dick deep in you, holding his cum in your cunt, comforting weight against yours as you both came down from the heights of ecstasy.

As your breathing steadied, Jay brushed a strand of hair from your face, his eyes filled with love and tenderness. "I love you," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "Thank you for this night, for everything."

You smiled, your heart swelling with love for this incredible man who was your partner in every sense of the word. "I love you too, Jay. More than words can say."

Jay kissed you deeply, pouring all his love and gratitude into the kiss. "We'll make more moments like this, I promise," he said softly. "No matter how busy life gets, we'll always find time for each other."

You nodded, feeling a sense of contentment and fulfillment wash over you. "Yes, we will. Because our love is worth it. Always."

Jay pulled out, gaining a whine from you and his smirk becoming noticeable, he watched his cum dripping off you, his fingers pushing it back beside you, you started to feel the pleasure building up again by that pathetic action, and Jay notice it.

"My baby wants more?"

"Fuck me like you did before we had a baby, please."

"Rough and degrading you, you want to feel like a slut again?" his fingers pressed against the flesh of your ass.

Jay's smirk widened as he watched the way your body responded to his touch. His eyes darkened with desire, and you could see the shift in his demeanor, the playful edge giving way to something more primal.

"Is that what you want?" he asked, his voice low and gravelly. "You want me to fuck you like a slut?"

Your heart raced at his words, a thrill of anticipation coursing through you. "Yes," you whispered, your voice trembling with need. "I want it all, Jay. Please."

Jay's eyes blazed with intensity as he moved with deliberate slowness, positioning himself between your legs. His hands gripped your hips firmly, pulling you to the edge of the bed. He leaned down, his breath hot against your ear as he whispered, "Then you better hold on tight, baby, because I'm not going to be gentle."

With that, he thrust into you again, but this time as hard as he was before, a gasp escaping your lips at the sudden, overwhelming sensation. Jay's pace was relentless, each powerful thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. He didn't hold back, his movements rough and demanding, exactly what you had asked for.

"You're so fucking tight, no matter how many times I fuck you, you're still tight." he growled, his grip on your hips tightening. "Taking me so well, like the perfect little slut you are."

His words only fueled the fire inside you, your body responding eagerly to his every touch. You clung to him, your nails digging into his arms as he drove you to the brink of ecstasy. The room was filled with the sounds of your moans and the rhythmic slap of skin against skin combining with the head of the bed hitting the wall.

Jay's hand slid between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing it with expert precision. The added sensation pushed you closer to the edge, your breath coming in ragged gasps as the pleasure built to an almost unbearable peak.

"Jay, please," you begged, your voice barely more than a whisper. "I need to cum."

"Not yet," he said, his voice commanding. "You don't get to cum until I say so."

His words sent a shiver down your spine, the mixture of dominance and desire making you ache for release. You tried to hold on, your body trembling with the effort, but Jay's relentless pace and skilled touch made it almost impossible.

Jay's hand went to your breasts, squeezing it and seeing how your breast milk started to show in your nipples.

Jay's eyes widened with a mix of surprise and fascination as he saw the droplets of milk on your nipples. A slow, seductive smile spread across his face, his gaze darkening with desire. Without breaking eye contact, he leaned down, his breath hot against your skin, heightening your anticipation.

His tongue flicked out, teasing the sensitive peak before he closed his lips around one nipple, sucking gently. The sensation was unlike anything you had ever felt, a combination of pleasure and tenderness that sent waves of heat through your body. You moaned softly, your back arching as he continued his ministrations, his tongue swirling around your nipple, coaxing more milk from your breast.

Jay's hand moved to your other breast, his fingers rolling and pinching the nipple, drawing out more of the precious liquid. He switched to your other breast, his mouth closing over the nipple, sucking more eagerly this time, as if he couldn't get enough of you. The dual sensations of his mouth and hand working in tandem sent a surge of arousal straight to your core, making you writhe beneath him.

He took some of your milk and went to your mouth, you sticked out your tongue and he passed themilk to yours, watching you drink it until the last drop.

"Fuck, that's so hot," Jay murmured against your skin, his voice filled with awe and raw desire. "You taste incredible."

His free hand roamed down your body, fingers tracing the curve of your hip before slipping between your thighs. He found your clit, circling it with a deliberate, teasing touch that made you gasp. The combination of his mouth on your breast and his fingers on your clit was almost too much to bear, the pleasure building to an overwhelming crescendo.

"Jay, please," you whimpered, your fingers tangling in his hair, urging him on. "Don't stop."

He chuckled softly, his breath warm against your skin. "Oh, I'm not stopping, baby," he promised, his voice low and husky. "I'm just getting started."

Jay's mouth continued its worship of your breasts, alternating between gentle sucks and teasing licks, drawing out every drop of milk. His fingers worked your clit with expert precision, sending you hurtling toward the edge of ecstasy.

"You're so amazing," he murmured, his eyes flicking up to meet yours, filled with love and lust. "I could do this all night."

His words, combined with the relentless pleasure he was giving you, pushed you closer and closer to the edge. You could feel the tension coiling in your belly, ready to snap at any moment.

"Jay, I can't hold on," you gasped, your body trembling with the effort. "Please, let me cum."

"I didn't hear your. Come again?"

"Please," you whimpered, your desperation clear in your voice.

Jay's eyes bore into yours, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Cum for me, then," he said, his voice a low growl. "Show me how much you needed it."

His words were your undoing. With a cry of his name, you came undone, your body convulsing with the force of your orgasm. Jay continued to thrust into you, riding out your pleasure until he found his own release, his grip on your hips tightening as he came deep inside you.

For a moment, the world was a blur of sensation and emotion, the intensity of the moment leaving you both breathless. Jay collapsed beside you, pulling you into his arms as you both caught your breath.

"Fuck," he muttered, his voice still thick with desire. "You're incredible."

You smiled, your body still tingling from the aftershocks of pleasure. "So are you," you replied, your voice soft and content.

Jay kissed your forehead, his touch tender and loving. "We'll always have this," he said quietly. "No matter what life throws at us, we'll always have each other."

You nodded, feeling a deep sense of contentment and love. "Always," you agreed, snuggling closer to him. "And I wouldn't have it any other way."

As your breathing slowly returned to normal, you nestled into his embrace, feeling a profound sense of contentment. "Happy anniversary," you whispered again, this time with a sleepy smile.

Jay kissed the top of your head, his arms tightening around you. "Happy anniversary, my love. Here's to many more."

You both lay there in a comfortable silence, the glow of your lovemaking still lingering in the air. Jay's fingers traced lazy patterns on your bump, his touch soothing and reassuring. You felt completely at ease in his arms, knowing that this was where you were meant to be. He got loose fromt he embrace and went to the bathroom, a wet cloth in his hands as he gently open your legs once again but to clean you up.

"Do you remember the first time we said 'I love you'?" Jay asked softly, breaking the silence while focusing.

You smiled, the memory flooding back to you. "Of course I do. It was in the middle of you destroying your suits. Just three simple words."

Jay chuckled, the sound vibrating through your body. "I couldn't help it. It just felt right in that moment. And it still does."

You tilted your head to look up at him as he went back next to you, your eyes meeting his. "That was the proof I needed to see that you had a heart."

He leaned down to kiss you again, slow and sweet, his love pouring into you with every movement of his lips. When he pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours, a content sigh escaping him.

"I have something for you," Jay said suddenly, sitting up and reaching for the nightstand. You watched with curiosity as he pulled out a small, elegantly wrapped box.

"Jay, you didn’t have to—" you began, but he silenced you with a gentle kiss.

"I wanted to. Open it," he urged, placing the box in your hands.

With trembling fingers, you unwrapped the box, revealing a delicate silver necklace with a heart-shaped pendant. Inside the heart was a tiny, intricately designed key.

"It's beautiful," you breathed, your eyes welling up with tears.

Jay took the necklace from your hands, fastening it around your neck. "The heart represents our love, and the key is a reminder that you hold the key to my heart. Always."

You touched the pendant, feeling the weight of his words and the love behind the gift. "Thank you, Jay. I’ll cherish it forever."

He pulled you back into his arms, holding you close as you both lay back down. "And I’ll cherish you forever," he whispered against your hair. "Look at the back."

You both held each other tightly, basking in the warmth of your love and the significance of the necklace. The engraved words, "I love you 3000," brought tears to your eyes as you realized the depth of meaning behind it. It was Ella's way of expressing her love for you and Jay, and it had become a cherished family symbol.

"I can't believe she thought of this," you whispered, your voice filled with awe.

Jay smiled, his eyes shining with affection. "She's a smart girl because she told that to me first, just like her mother. She knows how much we mean to each other."

You nodded, your heart swelling with love for your daughter and the incredible bond you shared as a family. "We're so lucky to have her."

Jay kissed your forehead, his touch gentle and reassuring. "We really are. And we're lucky to have each other too and the boy right here." his index tapped on your belly, gaining a small kick that made both of your shocked.

"Was that his first kick?"

Jay's eyes widened in surprise as he felt the little kick against his finger. "I think so," he exclaimed, his voice filled with excitement. "Did you feel that, baby? Our little guy is already making his agent moves"

You giggled, your hand instinctively resting on your belly. "He's definitely got some strong kicks in him. I think he's taking after his dad already."

Jay grinned proudly, his hand joining yours on your belly. "Please, he's taking after Jungwon, being capsicle for a while affected his kicks. But, he's got excellent taste if he's taking after me," he joked, earning a playful swat on the arm from you.

"He's taking after both of us," you said, your voice filled with love. "And he's going to be absolutely amazing, just like his parents."

Jay leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss against your bump, his voice filled with tenderness. "Hey there, little dude. We're so excited to meet you. You have no idea how much love we already have for you."

As if in response, the baby kicked again, causing both of you to laugh. "Looks like he's excited too," you said, your voice filled with joy.

Jay nodded, a look of wonder in his eyes. "I can't wait to hold him in my arms, to see his tiny face and watch him grow. We're going to be the best parents, just like we are for Ella."

You smiled, feeling your heart swell with love for Jay and the beautiful family you were creating together. "Yes, we are. And our little boy is going to be so lucky to have you as his dad. You're going to be amazing."

Jay leaned in and kissed you tenderly, his love pouring into every touch. "And you're going to be an incredible mom. I can't wait to see you with him, to see the love in your eyes."

Tears gathered in your eyes as you looked at Jay, overwhelmed with gratitude and love. "I love you so much," you whispered, your voice filled with emotion.

"I love you too," Jay replied, his voice filled with sincerity. "And he must be happy, he's the pleasure to say I, Park Jongseong, is his father."

You wrapped your arms around Jay as you let out a laugh, holding him close as you both reveled in the excitement and love surrounding the impending arrival of your baby boy.

The future seemed bright, filled with endless possibilities and the promise of more love and joy to come.

"Do you think our kids will be as crazy in love as we are?" you asked with a soft laugh.

Jay chuckled, the sound vibrating through your body. "If they’re anything like us, they’re in for a wild ride. But I wouldn’t have it any other way."

You smiled, imagining the future with your growing family. "Me neither. I can’t wait to see what the future holds for us."

Jay kissed the top of your head, his arms tightening around you. With those words, you both drifted off to sleep, the warmth of your love and the promise of forever wrapping around you like a blanket. It was the perfect end to a perfect anniversary, and you knew that no matter what life threw your way, you would always have each other.

As you lay there, your breathing slow and steady, you felt a sense of completeness you had never known before. Jay was your partner, your lover, your best friend, and you couldn't imagine yourself being with another person that wasn't him.

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↷ 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢'𝚜 note: I just love Jay so much and the word count of this shows, BIG THANKS FOR ALL THE LOVE AND SUPPORT THIS SERIES IS HAVING (made me drop a spoiler over there fr) and idc what everybody says, JAY'S SUCH A DAD'S GIRL 🦋

CALIFORNIA LOVE ♡･ﾟ:｡.:･ﾟ (Teaser)

synopsis: This is your first time in California. You don't know anyone here, even though you've chosen to work in a hotel for the entire summer. You were looking out the car window, lost in thought, feeling anxious. "Maybe this wasn't the best idea" - You said under your breath, stepping out of the vehicle. Then time stopped the second you saw your boss standing in the doorway waiting for you.

♡.﹀﹀﹀﹀.♡

“You can check out anytime but you can never leave”

pairing: Hotel CEO!Jay x worker!reader

genre: summer job, 2000s, fluff, smut

playlist: to be added!

warnings: MDNI, making out, unprotected sex, nicknames, tba.

wordcount: -

taglist: open! *. * ·

90s LOVE — park jay

➞ bf!jay x f!reader

➞ hockey!au, inspired by the 90s love by nct u mv !!!

➞ synopsis : jay plays against your ex's hockey team

➞ fluff????

➞ word count : 1.6k

➞ tw : jay kicking ass semi-violent fight moment, swearing, just an itty bitty mention of blood

ᓚᘏᗢ aj — LOLLL took me so long to acc publish anything on here. if she sucks lets just pretend she doesn’t. smth short for tonight bc this is all i’ve been thinking of recently. enforcer refers to a player that deters and respond to violent play by the opposing team by starting fights w them. ALSO HAHAH I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT HOCKEY.

jay’s vision blurs momentarily as he gets shoved into the side panels of the rink. he regains his balance quickly though, and he brushes off the aching pain in his shoulders. he looks up hoping to get a glimpse of the jersey number that had just body checked him. he stomps on the ice, breezing past his teammates and the opposing team alike. he scans the ice for the puck and finds an open spot, and he watches his team fall back into a defensive position when they fail to shoot the puck into the opposing team's net.

that stupid number 10 was getting on jay’s nerve. he wore his jersey proudly as he strutted the ice with such toxicity. he was a bad player. he had been playing dirty, and the refs weren’t calling any of it. they turned a blind eye to it. he was known as one of the enforcers for the opposing team. now, jay was in no way the enforcer of his team; that was left for his other teammates. jay was the center of his team. jay was warned about number 10. not by his teammates nor his coach, but by his girlfriend.

"jay whatever he says or does during the game. just ignore him."

jay wanted to ignore him so bad. jay could tolerate the rough play on the ice; the shoving was all part of the game, and that game, jay could play. but the comments were much worse to tolerate. not when they included you. number 10 was your ex, jang jiwook. the stories you had a hard time opening up to jay about made jay hate his guts, despite not knowing the guy at all. upon hearing about the things he had done to you, jay just had to know what he looked like to at least keep an eye out for you when in public. throughout the entirety of the first half of the game, jiwook had been throwing comments left and right to jay about you, his beloved girlfriend. the misogynistic name-calling was enough to get steam blowing out of jay’s ears as if he were an animated character. while jay was good at keeping his temper in check, he couldn’t keep ignoring what jiwook was saying about you. jay wanted to listen to you so bad. he didn’t want to upset you first and foremost.

jiwook skates past jay again, briskly brushing past his shoulder. jay manages to skate into an open spot where he steals the puck away from the current holder and is able to turn the game around from there. upon rounding to the blue line nearest to the opposing team's net. jay looks to his right, finding jiwook coming in with such speed that he is sure he is about to come in and bulldoze jay. and so he passes the puck to another teammate, hoping they will be able to finish the play and score for their team. his teammate is able to make the score, which leads to a chorus of cheers from their school crowd.

jiwook skates up past jay with a smirk playing on his lips. jay’s irritation begins to grow.

"i heard you were with yn? have fun with my leftovers." and with that, he skates away. jay can hear him chuckling under his breath. jay breathes out for a moment. the cold arena makes his hot breath come out as a white fog. eyes averted to the clock and then back to the game. jay’s eyes watch carefully as his teammates skate with such vigour; he can hear the calls from left and right, yet as sunghoon calls out for jay to pass to, before he can even receive the puck in the bill of his stick, a body comes smashing into his side, sending jay toppling over.

the audience falls into a frenzy, some cheering, some complaining. jay’s teammates turn their heads in concern for his condition. jay feels jiwook’s heavy weight lift off him, and jiwooks teammates are hitting their sticks against the boards of the rink. despite the heavy hit to his head, jay can still see straight, and all he wants to go for is the big blue jersey with the numbers 10 stamped in white letters plastered on the back.

sunghoon approaches jay; he asks him if he’s okay. but his words just sounded slurred to jay, who begins catching up to jiwook. sunghoon looks towards the student section of the audience in search of you. fully knowing what’s about to happen next.

jay can hear the shouts of his teammates in the players box, and he is sure his coach is mixed in there yelling about not following the play. but he simply shakes his white gloves off and rips his helmet off his head, proceeding to toss it to the side. his right arm comes to tap jiwooks shoulder, who spins around on his skates only to be met with jay’s cold fist to his face. the crowd's roars intensify after the first hit.

the first hit is enough to get the helmet twisted partially off jiwook’s head. but the second left hook knocks the helmet clean off. leaving a defenceless jiwook to jay’s assault. jiwooks arms come to either side of jay’s bulky arms, and he quickly rips his gloves off in an attempt to retaliate for the violence. jay is full of rage; he is already burning up under all the equipment layered on his body.

"don’t fucking talk about yn like that," jay tells him. hair disheveled. jiwook struggles against jay who throws the last punch before the refs tear the two boys apart. jay comes back to his senses upon being scolded by the referee as he gets ushered to the penalty box. jiwook is skating with crimson blood slowly dripping from his nose, it drips onto his chin and onto the neck cut of his jersey.

jay refuses to look at jiwook from the penalty box, but when he cranes his neck to look at the spot where you reside among the other watchers in the arena, he fails to find you. but he knows you are probably upset at him for acting out. despite your warnings for jay, he never promised you that he wouldn’t hurt jang jiwook.

after five minutes in the box, he returns to the players box, where his teammates cheer him on and praise him for being able to square up to an enforcer despite being a center. fighting wasn’t jay’s job, at least not on the ice. but fighting for you? it was his job, and he takes his job very seriously. his teammates send him to the locker room, and jay wholeheartedly expects his coach to be in the locker room, where he would get scolded and lectured for not waiting on an enforcer on his team to take the damage for him. that wasn’t what entirely plagued his mind though.

upon reaching the changing rooms, he pushes them open and expects to face his rugged and scary coach. but as he prepares to feel his coach’s wrath rain down on him, he finds you instead. your purse dangling by your side while you stand with your arms crossed. you wear jay’s jersey with pride, regardless of his new reputation on the ice and the several stares people gave you when you began to make your way to the change rooms to talk to jay.

"look, i’m sorry—"

"you fucked him up good, you know." you told him, and jay lets out a breath of relief. you weren’t that mad. at least if you were, it wasn’t really showing. "he was saying shit about you. what did you expect me to do?" jay asks you, crossing his arms over his chest to mimic you.

"didn’t i tell you to ignore him?"

"how ‘bout you try ignoring my ex when she calls me her leftovers?" jay argues, huffing out in annoyance. jay sits on one of the benches, exhausted and with his head still spinning. you stop your movements. "he called me his leftovers?" your expression morphs to that of amusement. "well now i’m glad that you kicked his ass." you say. maneuvering past the other benches and duffle bags scattered over the floor. you take jay’s head into your arms and stand between his legs. he lays his head on your chest automatically. jay’s arms come around your torso, hugging you closer to him. a hand rests on one of his shoulders while the other tangles in jay’s hair.

"and to be clear, if your ex said anything bad about you, i would fight her too." you laugh softly. you can hear jay’s muffled chuckles. "i think i've got to go before your coach actually comes and scolds you." you tell him softly. he lets out a whine, his arms circling around you tighter, refusing to let you go.

"you still have a game to play, jay." you tell him sweetly, hands coming to his shoulders. he parts from you. looking up at you with such a yearning gaze. his eyes are soft. contrasting the way his eyes sharpened when he looked at jiwook with such fervour during the game. you bend down to press a kiss onto the corner of jay’s lip. when you pull away, jay follows your lips. his eyes fluttered closed and not realizing what he was doing. a small smirk appears on his lips as he looks away from you and refocuses his gaze onto a different corner of the room out of a sudden burst of timidness. jay would do anything for you, even if that meant getting benched for the rest of the season because your loser dickhead ex boyfriend is salty you found a better man.

"park, you’re supposed to be attacking the net, not the opposing players." you and jay jump at the voice of jay’s coach booming through the locker room.

THE END WAHOOOOOOO

Jay and Heeseung

I don't know, just take it

ENGENES jay is in the hospital AGAIN and will not participate in the Japan tour, and the boys are visibly tired and showing signs of colds according to Sunghoon, colds spread easily between them then quickly everyone will be sick!!! we can't let Enhypen have another comeback, as fans we will do everything we can to prevent this from happening, So today don't comment anything other than requests for Enhypen to rest and for Belift to reschedule the comeback use the #LetEnhypenRest, go to ALL social media and spread the message:

— @BELIFTLAB

How long do you intend to see your artists presenting health and physical problems without giving them a break? This routine of flights, commitments and shows NEEDS appropriate breaks. They are your artists, where is the care? This is inhumanane.

#LetEnhypenRest

@HYBEOFFICIALtwt @BELIFTLAB

We see the excessive overwork & exploitation of ENHYPEN. Their health & well-being are being sacrificed for your benefit, and we won’t stand for it. It’s time to end these inhumane working schedules and give them the rest they need.

#LetEnhypenRest