#bunny jaem :(
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*sigh I think jaemin saw me slacking off so he posted on his insta😭😭
NO BC I SAW THESE TOO SKFNSKCNKDJF HES TRYING TO DRAG U BACK TO HIM !! he's like j,, the betrayal how dare u leave me for the sheep 😔💔💔
wow the orange looks so good akcnksj ugh what a masterpiece of a man he is !! 😩🤌🏻
#sungbeam strikes again#moot ❧#j 🐳#bunny jaem#we're both actively being wrecked by other members and THEN PUT IN OUR PLACE @_@
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preview: “Hey hey, you a new transfer?”
The boy next to you appears horrified, offended with his jaw hung loose. Round eyes more pronounced behind bifocal frames, he splutters, licking at his prominent two front teeth. “I’ve been in this class all year! You transferred into my grade! 10 years ago!”
“Huh?” You shrug, prodding the inside of your cheek in thought. “Really? Weird.”
“Y-yo-you have to be joking!”
“Anyway,” you flick his chin, smirking. “I need a tutor.”
pairing: Jaemin x female reader
word count: 6k+
genre: college AU, nerdy Jaemin, y/n a meanie, crackish, one shot, it’s filth…yay nana day🥳💕
smut warnings: switching, oral, grappling(headlocks, chokeholds, thigh crushing, full nelson, pinning, etc), degradation, competitive rough sex, breeding, spit, use of ‘bunny’, submission
‘If you fail your political history course, I have to sit you out for the upcoming season.’
“Who even studies this shit.” The sheet filled with requirements to continue competing with your varsity wrestling team wrinkles between your fingers.
Three of your courses blared at you, circled with vibrant red sharpie to add more threat behind your coaches words.
‘If you don’t pick up your fucking slack asap, say goodbye to competing in the championship finals.’
No amount of kicking at your locker and swinging your backpack around on your way to class assisted in relieving any of your frustration.
If only you had a dick, fat chance any guy on the boys wrestling team had to worry about their grades. Everyone knew the dean favored his beloved male athletes, bragged and boasted about across states through various top leading universities.
“A tutor” you murmur, rolling your eyes. Reprimanded and put on time-out until you have at the least found a tutor. Either miss out on one of the biggest tournaments in the upcoming weeks, or get your ass a tutor to help you pass your mid-terms.
Someone smart, obviously, a full fledged nerd with their nose buried in a book.
Hmm, no, not Renjun… he hadn’t even made top of your class last year.
Definitely not that pervert Haechan that got caught behind the bleachers jerking off..
Glancing around, you begin to weigh your options.
Jeno, he’s a brain, but he still had tape holding his glasses together after you snapped them in half two months ago. His fault for getting in your way and making you late to practice.
A bleached blonde head of hair and a pile of books masking your potential essential nerd grabs your eye.
The communist manifesto hovers before his face, allowing you enough of a view of thin rimmed silver lenses and eyebrows furrowed deep in concentration. Sneakily you move over to the closest seat near him, silently rejoicing when you spot a pocket protector sitting on his chest.
Perfect.
“Hey hey, you a new transfer?”
The boy next to you appears horrified, offended with his jaw hung loose. Round eyes more pronounced behind bifocal frames, he splutters, licking at his prominent two front teeth. “I’ve been in this class all year! You transferred into my grade, 10 years ago!”
“Huh?” You shrug, prodding the inside of your cheek in thought. “Really? Weird.”
“Y-yo-you have to be joking!”
“Anyway,” you flick his chin, smirking. “I need a tutor.”
The blonde before you grows more indignant, fumbling to set a bookmark in place and fully turn to face you.
“Why would I help you?!” He scoffs, pushing his glasses higher up the bridge of his nose. “You pulled down my pants at our 8th grade dance! In front of the entire school!”
“That was you?!”
“And then you poured punch on me! And told everyone I pissed myself!” He stammers, tapping one of his loafers with each shake of his leg.
“There’s no way that was you!” You giggle, waving him off. “That was this dork Jaem—“
“Jaemin!” He hisses, ripping off his glasses to fix you with a steely look. “Me!”
“Oh my god?? Why are you blonde?” You snort, reaching to stroke the peach fuzz decorating the side of his face. “You need to bleach this too furball.”
Jaemin rustles, smacking your hand away with his lips pursed together, appearing more and more perturbed by everything you say. “Don’t touch me!”
Letting out a sarcastic filled coo you lean in closer, pinching at his cheek. “Aw, did I upset the bunny?”
His eyelids push so far back that you’re surprised when his eyes stay put, expecting for them to fall out and bounce on his notebook.
“What did you just call me?” He says incredulously, grasping onto your wrist tightly.
“Damn, this nerd has some strength,” you cringe, shaking him off. Weakly punching at his arm only to feel overtaken with disbelief again, digging a finger in as you pout wondering why he feels so firm, too firm for a nerd..
“I said stop touching me!” He glowers, forcefully ripping your arm away. “Go away! I do not want to help you in any way!”
“Aw come onnnn, pleaseeee bunny?”
“Stop calling me that!” He hisses, inching closer to speak sternly. “Why do you keep calling me that?!”
Sticking out the top row of your teeth, you tap at the first two and proceed to form bunny ears with your index and middle finger. “You act like one too, vicious and temperamental..”
“Listen,” he snaps before your face, nearly chopping your nose in the process. “I am not going to tutor you! and stop calling me a bunny!”
Hope seems lost until you notice a crimson flush spiking up from his nape. Jaemin’s gaze bounces, clearing his throat as he reaches for his book, faint shades of pink burn at his cheeks, reaching up to the corners of his nose.
“Aww, you like it!” You laugh, scooting closer for your leg to drape over his. “Hear me out bunny, if you help me out, I’ll help you out.”
“I don’t need nor want your help.” He mutters, refusing to meet your stare any longer. Aware of the blush taking over his face destroying the facade he continues on with.
“That’s not true, and you know how I know that?”
Sighing, his chin dips in, frustrated by his curious subconscious. “How.”
“Who else was going to let you know that your fuzzy sideburns give away that the curtains do not match the drapes?” You joke, digging your elbow into his side. Breaking into a round of giggles at the sight of his front teeth poking out again with his mouth hung open.
“Listen, bunny boy, my coach is up my ass about finding a tutor. Just swing by at the end of practice so I can tell him someone with a 4.0 gpa has agreed to help me.” You plead, squeezing at his arm again with confusion. “Why do you feel like that?”
Jaemin throws a hissy fit, shimmying out of your grip once again while snarling in a much too cute way for you to take seriously. “No! Now go away you damn cretin!”
“Hear me out!” You grunt, rolling your eyes. “I know the captain of the football team gives you a swirly every Monday morning.”
Jaemin’s jaw drops yet again, beginning to hate himself for not just getting up and moving away. Starting to find one of your bullies attractive had to make him sick in the head somehow. “Why do you know that?! You just asked me if I transferred!”
“Uh.. selective memory.” You shrug, playing it off with a wide smile. “Anyway, what if I can get him to stop?”
His ears perk up at that, flitting a shifty gaze your way. “You can’t.”
“Oh, trust me, I can. He’s wanted me to suck his dick since the first day of Uni.” You nod mischievously, wiggling your eyebrows.
Jaemin slumps deeper into his seat, contemplating how late it’s making him, having to rush to lecture after rinsing and restyling his hair.
“You know, toilet water is terrible for a fried bleached scalp.”
“My hair is not fried!” He barks, nose scrunched up adorably in irritation.
“You’re right, it looks great..” you note, testing a silky tuft of locks between two fingers. “Kind of weird for a nerd to care this much about his looks though..”
Jaemin jerks away, glaring at you for the name. “Applying for internships has been hard..”
“Ahh, well the blonde looks great on you at least.” Giving him a thumbs up, you invade his space once again. “So, how about it? No more toilet diving if you tutor me??”
He sighs again, expression full of thought as he pouts and aggressively taps at the end of his pen.
“Fine.” His shoulders drop, feeling tense and uncomfortable by the proximity you’ve kept up for much for too long at his side now. Not missing the way your fingers kneaded at his bicep earlier or the intrigued ‘hmm’ tickling at the back of your throat.
“Great! Come by the gym at 4!”
Jaemin trudges toward the gym hall, retelling the memories of his first year when Haechan had convinced him to join him and peep on the girls wrestling team practice from behind the bleachers.
His throat dries, regretting every life decision he’s ever made as he steps inside and spots you choking another girl down onto the ground under your armpit. Deeply swallowing, he settles at the corner of the bleachers uncomfortably. Unable to even pretend that he’s not fascinated by the way you grunt and scream like a wild animal with a mouthguard in as you throttle your opponent down.
Jaemin hates the way he has to tug at his collar, clearing his throat while blinking away to calm his excitement. This was all Haechan’s fault, always going on about how hot wrestling porn is, especially when the girl in the video starts off strong only to lose and get annihilated by a huge cock.
“I’ve never wanted anything more.” His friend said while peering through small open spaces from behind a set of bleachers. “Look at that one.”
Haechan nudges his chin in your direction, grappling down your opponent with a shout and slamming your fists on your chests like a beast. “Bet she would be so fun to fucking ruin.”
Jaemin hates that his friend was right. Even now as he watches you jump up from the ground showing off your flexibility with a cocky grin; he can’t help but think about it. How exhilarating and hot it would be to experience you trying to take him down. Fight him with that same smile stretching your mouth in a crass way, disgusting how full of yourself you are. The way you walk around thinking you’re hot shit and no one can touch you.
Too deep in his head, Jaemin manages to miss you walking right up to him. Shaking out of his thoughts as you let out a boisterous obnoxious laugh and point at his lap.
“Are you seriously fucking hard from watching me practice!?” You shout out much too loud, humiliating him as your teammates all glance over and begin to laugh.
“Ugh. Fucking nerds are all the same.” Your friend taunts passing by on her way to the locker room. “Just like that other one that thinks we can’t hear him busting a nut behind the bleachers.”
Punching at his shoulder, you laugh more, clutching your stomach and wiping at tears before they can run down your cheeks. “That’s so cute bunny, you wanna wrestle me or something?”
Jaemin’s mouth opens. Opens and slams shut repeatedly, lost for words as he drags a heated gaze over your sweat soaked uniform. Spending too much time admiring the fold between your thighs wedged up nicely between your…
“Dude, what the fuck? Quit staring at my vag like that.” You punch him again, whistling for your coach to come over and meet your ‘tutor’.
Jaemin jumps up, standing by your side with false confidence. “Maybe I do!”
“What was that now, bunny?”
“Stop calling me that!” He huffs, balling up his fist. “I could wrestle you, and I’ll beat you.”
“Excuse me?!” You snort, fixing him with amused wide eyes. “Are you serious right now?”
“I am.” He says, nodding and pursing his lips to appear tough. “If you pass your mid-term, then you owe me a match.”
Nerves rise fast as your coach approaches, spluttering, too stunned to think over what he’s said. “You have a thing for girls beating your ass?”
Jaemin’s nose twitches, eyes thinning as he shoves against your side. “We have a deal or what?”
“Fine!” You panic, rushed to answer while waving at your coach. “I got a tutor!”
Between fake smiles and quickly falsifying study sessions, you end up actually taking on tutoring lessons.
“Why do you have a wrestling mat in your basement?” Jaemin asks one day, following you through your house to the second room you have taken over for practice purposes.
“The better to wrestle you with.” You wink, nudging his side. “I’m studying hard just to whoop your cute blonde bunny ass.”
“What happens if I lose?” Jaemin questions, cracking his toes against the wrestling mat laid out in your basement.
“What do you mean ‘what if?’, you still think you have even the slightest chance to beat me?” You sneer. Too cocky for your own good as you squat with your legs stretched to loosen your hips. Predicting you will need the extra help if things go as you’ve planned.
Jaemin’s gaze shifts, bouncing around the room he’s helped you study in over the past couple of weeks. Toying with the zipper cool against his throat as he realizes how ridiculous this situation is.
“Listen, I don’t think this is a good idea.” He reiterates, briskly eyeing the loose sweats hiding what he assumes is your spandex wrestling uniform.
“It’s okay to lose, bunny.“ you wink, standing up to discard the zip-up hoodie covering up a skin-tight fitted one piece. Snug in all the right places to have his throat visibly bob the second he spots your smooth skin, lathered in lotion you noticed he seemed to enjoy the scent of the last time you wore it during a study session.
“I’ll go easy on you.” With a coy smile you shove down your bottoms just enough to give him peeks of your naked hips. The majority of the lycra fabric has bunched up, riding up your ass in a lewd way that makes Jaemin clear his throat, averting his focus to the ground.
“I truly have no idea how you passed your mid-term.” Jaemin rolls his eyes, stretching back his shoulders as he reaches to unzip his sweater.
The prideful grin bunching your cheeks slowly falls apart, drooping comically the more he unveils planes of flesh; sculpted and carved to perfection from long hours spent lifting weights.
Jaemin lets his jacket slip down his arms, standing proud with a blank face as your jaw hangs. It takes more restraint than he imagined to control the twitch pinching at his mouth, avoiding the intense stare tracing from his lengthy throat, pronounced Adam’s apple, broad shoulders and thick chest trapped between bulging biceps.
“What the fuck.” You announce, breathlessly. “What the fuck dude?!”
Jaemin shrugs, breaking into a smile that scrunches his nose, pushing his glasses up higher between his brows. “You’ll go easy on me, right?”
Jaemin’s buff. A fucking buff nerd that’s never once mentioned that he took up absorbing protein shakes like water and bulking up at the gym after long days filled with studying and schoolwork.
“Hey.” He pushes your chin before your tongue can loll out like a thirsty dog. “Try not to look so shocked, it’s kind of rude.”
“Why—” you gulp, finally snapping out of it enough to toe off your sweats and kick them aside. “Why the fuck are you this yolked?!”
Jaemin shrugs, unzipping his bottoms to further make you shrivel, lowering his jeans to show off the tiniest pair of spandex shorts. They dig into his upper thigh, cutting at the flexed muscle framing the thick shape between.
“Oh come on!”
He chuckles, bending over to strip the rest of his clothing off. Balling up his outfit to throw aside, he stands straight in all his glory, cut and ripped leading up to a soft round face and doe eyes, front teeth digging into his lower lip.
“You’re fucking with me.” You utter, cleaning off imaginary drool from your chin.
“Not yet..” Jaemin cocks a brow, cracking his neck side to side. “I got tired of not fighting back, so I started working out.”
He shrugs, done explaining more when he recalls that you are one of the many who tormented him over the years. Making fun of him without care, invisible to you unless it was to pick on him.
“That makes sense.” You murmur to yourself, kicking out your legs before settling in a lowered stance, preparing to take down your larger opponent. “Guess I won’t be taking it very easy on you after all.”
“Won’t you spare me?” He smirks, bending at his knees with his arms lifting to grab you and tackle you down.
Jaemin gulps to contain his nerves, thankful for the shadow falling on his glasses beneath the dim lighting fanned throughout the room. His throats already began to dry, flitting over your breasts obscenely squeezed out, shoved together creating perfect perky fat mounds ready to be choked between his fingers.
Time to size up your competitor goes to complete shit. Jaemin’s thick beyond comprehension. Corded muscles strain up his thighs to narrow hips and a tight little waist dipping in such an absurd way. His frame widens ridiculously, more ridiculous than the situation you’ve put yourself in as a mere joke.
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.
Licking at your lips, you begin to circle him, following suit as he mimics your motions.
Inhaling a deep breath, you meet his gaze, lowering your chin for intimidation. “Hey, Jaemin.”
“Huh?”
You almost feel sorry attacking his weak spot by throwing him off. It’s playing dirty, but you know there’s no better way to get him plastered on his back. Tackled down onto the mat with your face buried in his chest, Jaemin lets out a gust of air. Caught off guard as you ram him down in one fell swoop.
He grunts, the back of his head bouncing off the mat; realizing he should have suffered itchy burning eyeballs and opted for contact lenses today.
“Amateur,” you groan, tethering his forearms together. Each muscle lining your back screams, flexing as you attempt to take control by slotting your hips against his. “Shouldn’t be s-so cocky—“
Jaemin growls, huffing out another breath to blow his bangs off of his forehead. Jerking his hips up to jostle your weight to the side brings on instant regret, muffling a curse by locking his lips. His cock fattens, searing heat pulses from the tip of his length to his navel.
“F-fuck,” you grit, pressing harder onto his crossed arms until his chest caves. “Playing dirty won’t help you win.”
Jaemin’s breath lodges, clenching the backs of his teeth as he bends his knees. His heels dig into the mat, hoisting up with more force until you topple over and lose your balance, fast as he escapes your grip and grabs onto your shoulders and plants your back flat.
“Playing dirty?” He asks, licking at his front teeth.
Jaemin circles your thighs, pushing them open to space an area for himself between your legs. He hovers near your lips, glasses slipping lower, just above the tip of his nose. “Like you distracting me with your entire ass out? What the fuck are you even wearing, huh?”
“Get off of me!” You say with clamped teeth, only bringing amusement to his face as his biceps bracket your head. “This is a normal uniform!”
“Yeah,” he laughs, using the end of your nose to set his glasses back into place. His hips roll, a focused control freezing your lower half down as his knees burn against the mat, turning sticky with moisture secreting. “A normal uniform for some slut doing wrestling porn. That’s what this is for you, isn’t it?”
He finishes the question with a pointed grind, cock nestled against your clothed core further burying the material of your suit between your folds. “Between the two of us, you know who lacks brains here.”
Jaemin’s gaze darkens, lowering closer until his bottom lip runs between the seam of your mouth. Fitting together deliciously, wet from sweat gathering on both of your upper lips and saliva clinging to the tips of your tongues.
He can feel it, hot and humid against his groin. Your pussy spreading over his shorts, clit incessantly rubbing on your suit with each little shift.
“Ugh, f-fucking nerd.” Squeezing your eyes shut, you struggle by jostling your lower half as much as you can. Barely fazing him as he licks down your chin, forming a trail of drool down to the middle of your neck hollowing in for him to lap at. The sweat pooled there tastes savory at first, hit by a bitter aftertaste from the alcohol in your scented lotion. Fitting for you, sour and sweet as you’ve acted with him.
“Call me a nerd again.” He pushes up, causing your eyebrows to twist as his chest pumps out. Pecs hard as a rock, nipples pointed like icicles despite the heat gathering between your bodies. “See what happens.”
“Oooh, s-so scared,” you choke, Jaemin grabbing onto your throat when you try to sit up and shove him off. “I’ll break your glasses, see how tough you f-feel.”
Your taunting only eggs him on, ferociously pushing his side against your inner thigh until your centers fully exposed for him to press three digits against your exposed folds. Gliding up to pinch your suit around your clit until your feet slip and you kick at the mat.
“Get this wet for a fucking nerd huh?” He jeers, rolling your bundle of nerves under the damp fabric. “Maybe that’s why you bullied me, wanted me to fuck that bratty better-than-you attitude out of you.”
All you can do is struggle, attempting to dislodge your throat from his menacing hold, only seeping his fingers further into the veins rapidly pulsating up the sides of your neck.
“If only it had been the other way around,” he goes on mocking, blurring over your clit faster and faster until you’re coughing between trapped moans. “Imagine if I bullied you, getting your revenge on me years later by cornering me and fucking me until I’m incapable or forming a sentence.”
His speech lands on muted ears, passing through a thick fog of arousal that clogs up your senses, too focused on how thick his forearm looks. The veins rippling upward toward his meaty bicep shout at you, pumping full of anger with each flick of his wrist.
“You’re right, I got hard watching you practice.” He confesses, turning his hips for you to feel his chubbed up girth against your inner thigh. “Wanna know why?”
Gurgling escapes you, licking at the roof of your mouth to suppress another embarrassing sound from passing. He laughs, sharp teeth gleaming as they catch the light. “Because..”
Gathering the seat of your bottoms, he tugs at the material with a balled up fist. Ripping roughly at it to make you writhe and squeal in pain, burning against your clit with each pull. “This is why, to see you like this. So fucking full of yourself, but you can’t even pass a stupid test without a nerds help.”
Mesmerized by your folds swelling up around your suit, Jaemin’s waist bends in, momentarily forgetting about his grip on your neck; just enough to give you leeway to push up on your elbows and regain control.
It’s easy to pin Jaemin down again, startling him with power he wished to assume you lack. He curses when you fling him down roughly and mount his chest. Gathering fistfuls of his sweaty blonde locks, you rip at his scalp until he’s whining, elongated neck arched back releasing an obscene moan between his pretty pink lips. Ragged breath spills from your chest, working hard to maneuver forward until your inner thighs clap against his cheeks. Slotting your suit aside too fast for Jaemin to even let out a gasp of surprise.
Smashing your core down against his mouth sends a hiss flying out of you, grinding down hard despite the ridges of his teeth scraping along your clit. He muffles, flailing beneath you, glasses fogged up with slick and heat radiating from your lower half. A relieved laugh sounds, nodding as you work to crush your thighs around him to a suffocating point.
“Bunny talks tough—“ you grit, gyrating against his tongue until he groans. Losing your train of thought once again when his tongue curves, applying pressure against your entrance until you give. Loosening up and relaxing enough to push through. “Fuck.”
Jaemin can’t complain, even as he struggles to breathe through his nose, stuffed full of your clit rubbing incessantly against him. He’s crazed, determined to stretch his jaw until it breaks under your unforgiving thrusts.
Behind your back his knees bend, angling his hips up to fuck at nothing but air. Desperate as he slaps a merciless grip on your ass, repeating it until you get the message to ride his tongue.
Securing one hand on his head, you pull harder, using the hold to control your motions. His tongue wiggling between your walls while passing vibrating grunts, raspy broken whimpers. The unexpected slap you deliver between his thighs has him coughing, choking and screaming finding it impossible to swallow a long enough breath.
“Little b-bunny can’t even handle f-fighting a girl can he?” You scramble to taunt him, whimpering as he manages to dislodge his tongue and suck on your clit. Spreading your ass apart to have your hole pulse open against his chin as he uses every inch of his face to rub and flick. Messy, fucking disgusting with a pleased gleam hiding under splattered lenses.
Jaemin’s teeth nip, lapping side to side on your clit before he wraps his lips again. A mean suck and nimble digits digging in too close to your rim have you toppling forward. A shouted moan expelling as you whine and bounce down to fully release your orgasm on his chin and neck.
White haze takes over the room, brain spinning too much to process being manhandled onto your back. Only between a coughed whimper do you come down, blinking up to find Jaemin above you, grasping your ankles above your head with a devilish smirk playing at his lips.
“You think I give up that easily? That was child’s play.” He taunts, pushing hard abdominal muscles against your exposed puffy cunt. Rough and grating as he passes from the thick line of dark hair trailing down inside of his shorts. A silent gasp emits as he grinds against your ass, hoisted off the mat the more he tests your flexibility, continuing to push and push until you’re folded in half.
Lazily you blink, reaching between your upper halves to scrape at his chest. Tweaking and pinching at one of his hardened nipples. With clenched teeth he takes advantage of your drunk-like post orgasmic state, releasing an ankle and replacing his hold with a hard bite. Sharp canine teeth sink near your tendon, shaking his head to make you shout and whimper louder. Free hand making use of your moment of weakness to release his erect length.
“Know what mean girls like you need?” He says between licking at teeth marks left behind on your ankle. Stroking to the tip of his length as he directs himself between your dripping wet folds. Sliding up and down for you to go crosseyed, stupid dumb just from feeling how fucking thick and wide he is.
“B-bunny..”
He doesn’t give you a chance to say more, penetrating with one fluid practiced motion. Years of masturbating and studying porn only served to build up his knowledge. Practicing what he learned with any girl who would give him the opportunity at science camp over the last few summers.
“Thick fucking cock to shut you up.” Finishing his sentence with a choked growl, he grinds, adding emphasis by giving you each inch.
The moan that rips from your chest says it all.
Full, so full. Thick, so fucking thick.
He’s bigger than any popular jerk you’ve fucked at frat parties. Obscenely stretching you out, split open and so unbelievably full.
“Aww,” he tries to mock, unable to stop himself from pressing in balls deep. Pressed deep enough for coarse dark hairs to scratch against your clit in the position. Folded in half and dwarfed beneath his massive size, both of his hands snake around your ankles, using his rocking hips to aid the push he gives. Your calves surround you, burning up the backs of your thighs from tight tendons working overtime.
“Weak. Nothing but a hole to take my cock.” Regaining some semblance at the visual of tears beginning to pour freely down your cheeks, Jaemin arches back, burying his knees into the mat to hit your hard with a pointed thrust.
Pinning you down with every muscle straining in his arms, he fills you to the brim. Cock too thick, nestling past any squeeze you give, any push the muscles inside of you use to suffocate his length.
“Don’t s-stop,” you choke, eyeing where he continues to dive in and out. His cock glistens coated in thick amounts of wetness, globs of it stuck on the patch of hair at the base. Wet, filthy and so fucking wet everywhere.
“So fucking greedy, full of cock and still you want more?” He spits, licking at saliva dribbling down his chin. “Want me to fill you up? Breed you like nothing but a stupid little cum dump.”
“Uh huh..” no amount of humiliation burning up your chest can deny how good it feels. Unwilling to even struggle or bother to get away from his hips pummeling forward. Hiccups and coughed sobs assist the rapid nod you give him, too overwhelmed to even picture how much Jaemin can give you.
He wishes he could laugh, but you feel too good, too perfect. The tip of his length catches on your convulsing hole with each draw back. It’s too much for you to even look at, witnessing the tip lifting at the skin covering your mound. Feeling deeper than what you can even actually see, as if his cock can reach the back of your throat with every thrust he gives you.
“Pl-please bunny..” you babble, worrying your bottom lip, fingers twitching for something. Finding his shoulders to weakly scratch at, dragging down to the cut his bicep muscle creates. “I-inside, please..”
Jaemin groans, circling his hips in a more meticulous manner. Cock dragging against your walls in a way that sends your toes curling. Legs trembling, nearly ripping free of his hold when he hits you just right, cockhead kissing your cervix with ease, hitting the perfect angle each time.
“Pleasepleasepleaseplease.”
Maintaining his hold to keep you bent in half somehow, Jaemin fucks faster, ruthless and harsh, encouraged by your babbling and whines. Thrust after thrust harder than the previous, ripping his chest and abdominal muscles to appear carved out of stone with all the more vigor he utilizes to fuck you like you need and beg for.
“Ahhh…fuck!” Jaemin’s voice comes out strangled, using every bit of his strength to keep fucking you even as you lock up around him. Gripping a powerful orgasm around his cock, the pressure, push and pull almost forcing his cock to slip out. Gushed around, so wet and sloppy, spilling release down to his balls.
Despite your shrieks, he only manages to go even faster. Blurry above you as he pounds through your orgasm, gritting and panting similar to one of your opponents by the end of a long match. Rumbling from deep within his chest as he meets your eyes, glasses dropping off, tightening up when you find his blown out pupils.
Jaemin cums, cock thrumming violently with each hot drop of release bursting free, filling you up and up until he has to curse. Removing his hold as his broad shoulders tremble, absorbing the heat between your bodies through tremors rolling up his tense back muscles.
That’s enough, you think, rolling away in search of a towel to wipe yourself with. Whining when your hip lets out a nasty crack, you knew that pre-stretch would be needed, but not this much.
“Where do you think you’re going?” A lowered voice asks, shivering up your spine as you whimper, burning where your wet thighs rub against the mat feebly attempting to crawl away.
“N-no no m-more..”
Jaemin laughs, worse than an evil villain from any movie or show. Slow to walk on his knees over your pathetic excuse of getting away. He hauls your arms back, clicking his tongue with a breathless chuckle. “This will teach you to fuck with nerds.”
Burying back inside of you aches more than you can comprehend, imagining your brain exploding and spilling out of your ears as he rolls down. Cock sunk in to the hilt, gushing out the release he just filled you with. His size too much for you to hold both in, slick, wet, and so fucking loud with each draw back and slap of his hips.
“Jaemin!” It’s your first time wailing out his name, not missing a beat as he picks up the pace. His chest falls against your back knocking air out of your lungs, more determined to ruin you on his cock again. Make you regret the day you first saw him and made the worst decision to fuck with him.
“Where’s your cute bunny now?” He asks against your ear, watching your eyes roll back into your head. Biting at your jaw, he reaches around, budging his bicep against your chin. Hips snap brutally into you, pulling you into a death inducing chokehold roughly. He pulls harder, making your chest shove out and waist dip in until you’re bent far back, slapping one hand against the mat.
“You give up?!” He grunts against your cheek, jostling your throat with a shake of his arm. Tongue hanging out panting, you reach for his wrist, scurrying to hold onto anything you can.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
A quiet cry and suppressed choke follows your palm smacking the mat with repeated motion. In disbelief by the sound of grunts, flesh clapping against flesh, popping wet and nasty with each smooth glide of Jaemin’s cock filling you up without losing any speed.
“Fuck,” his eyes squeeze, stomach muscles contracting with each unforgiving thrust further dragging you up the mat. Chasing after his next release, Jaemin runs for the victory by throwing his other arm around your neck, further pulling you into a headlock. Groaning by how much wetter you get, purging out more and more arousal with every ripple of his bicep against your jaw.
“That’s right.” He starts, blinking away sweat that won’t stop raining down, getting trapped in his long eyelashes. “Never forget how you let a nerd beat you.”
Another weak tap and pinch on his wrist has you cumming, arching high enough to nearly make him lose his rhythmic pace. Using powerful thigh muscles to push up and hit you with thrusts hard enough to have your heart beating out past your chest.
Slam after merciless slam turns messy, hips swerving pushing past your cunt gripping and milking for him to cum again. Give you the warm load to keep inside this time, greedily squeezing around him for another.
The squeaky cracked moan Jaemin lets out has your eyes rolling to the side, pleased that even after all of his tough talk, you can still weaken him somehow.
Tapping on his forearm finally gives you a chance to take deep breaths, only to be plastered by his limp dead weight collapsing onto you.
“So,” Jaemin breathes, wet chest heavily panting against your back. He bites at your nape, hoisting your chin up with his forearm perched under your jaw. “What’s my prize?”
“Ugh..” nothing more than a lazy response pours out of you. Continuing to reel and shiver under the weight melting you down into the ruined mat covered in every type of bodily fluid. “Whatever.”
If not for the chokehold around your throat, you’d knock out in less than a second. Thoroughly fucked and ran through by the same nerd that you once picked on and made cry for a laugh. The irony doing more to make your gut curl in with renewed arousal as you lock up around him.
“What was that? Whatever, huh?” He has the audacity to let out a fake chuckle, rumbling at the top of your spine. Free arm reaching down to push between your connected lower halves as he lifts to create space. “In that case..”
Jaemin’s index finger slips past bruises forming on your backside. Teasing as he pushes between your ass and traces your puckered rim. He pops free from your ruined hole, kissing at the backs of his teeth as a pool of cum bubbles out; settling in the shape of a perfect triangle at the top of your squished together thighs.
Prodding at your hole, Jaemin bites away a smile when you squirm and whimper, turning to give him a look full of excitement and fear. He meets your gaze with maniacal thrill, pushing his pouty lips together to create a faucet for a thick wad of spit to pour, landing directly on your ass to be smeared around.
“I’ll go easy on you.”
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OUR LAST KISS : 12 : would that be a problem?
wc : 0.5k : warnings : none
hand in hand, mal and jaemin walked back from the theater in silence. the distance wasn’t far, but both weren’t in a rush to be back soon so they opted for a slower pace. “so, what’d you think of the movie?” jaemin was the first to strike conversation during the walk, glancing over at her with soft eyes. “hmm, it was pretty good honestly, i was expecting more suspense, but it was good for what it’s worth.” he nods, continuing to look down at her with hope she’d look back. “what about you, what did you think of the movie.” she finally looks his way, catching his eyes snd a smile spreads to her lips.
“you’re so beautiful, mal.” his response catches her off guard, a warmth filling her cheeks as she turns away from his gaze. “that’s not what i asked, but i appreciate it jaem.” jaemin’s movements come to a halt when he realizes they’re in front of her from and mal only realizes when she tugs his arm when trying to step forward. slightly confused, she turns to face him and cocks her head to the side. “you alright bunny boy?” a slight chuckle left his lips as jaemin’s head lowers, nodding to her as response.
“mal, can i ask you something?”
“of course you can, that’s why i’m here.” her words were reassurance to him, but her heart was racing within her chest as he raises his head up and takes steps to close in their distance. “why do you do this to me?” with furrowed brows, she is about to ask him what he meant before he continued on. “you are on my mind from the time i wake up till i lay my head on the pillow, you make my heart feel like it’s about to beat out of my chest and all i want to do right now is kiss you till we both run out of breath.”
for once in her life, mal is rendered speechless and she’s not exactly sure how to respond. “uhm, i just, i don’t know jaem.” his free hand comes up to cup her cheek, grazing his thumb across her skin. “you don’t have to, because you alone does all those things to me and i don’t mind it at all.” she leans into his touch, resting her head in his hand. “what does this mean, you want to date me or something?” laughing lightly, she felt like she already knew the answer to that question, but part of her wanted to hear it from him instead of her mind.
“and if i do, would that be a problem?” her breath gets caught in her throat as she now realizes how close he’s gotten. her brain is mush and her heart is screaming an answer she hasn’t said yet. jaemin takes this opportunity to lean in, resting his forehead against hers while weighing the options to kiss her here or walk her to the dorm hall doors. just as he’s about to make his decision, the doors open from the dorm hall and a voice interrupts their movements. “hey mal, we saw you were here on life 360, come inside!”
joy’s voice captured both of their attentions and ultimately, they pulled away from one another. “text me?” jaemin was surprised that mal initiated that she wanted him to reach out to her, hopefully about the conversation and how it didn’t exactly end. he simply nods, smiling at her as she walks away from him and toward the girl waving her arm in the air.
summary : he was cute, he knew how to poke at her soft spots and he knew what to say to make her laugh, but mal wasn’t like any other girl. she knew his type and she knew they’d never get past messing around in the night and forgetting about it during the day. so why is he always on her mind, even after he left? guess that last kiss he gave left more of an impact on her then he thought it did.
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Being best friends with Jaemin
"If y/n says the sky is pink, then the sky is pink 🙄"
Genre : fluff, Bestfriend!Jaemin x Gn!Reader
Warnings : none (I only write fluff)
What it would be like to be best friends with Jaemin (who you secretly like) [who secretly likes you too]
Appart of the : It's complicated series
• Very spontaneous
• Always checks if you're comfortable with something or if you like something
• He's just so himself and that's what makes him a people magnet
• He changes from soft and quiet to loud and chaotic within minutes
• Normally ends up going w/ whatever you say
• If yall (group of friends) are arguing on what to get, if you suggest something, even if no one else wants it, you'll somehow all end up getting it
• "Y/n wants icecream so let's get icecream 🙄"
• Defends you in public no matter what!!!
• "If y/n says the sky is pink, then the sky is pink 🙄"
• Genuinely values your honest opinion
• You follow him everywhere,
• You love following him around so much to the point where he will tell you his plans for the day and ask if you want to come
• Will either complete errans together or on facetime
• Typical hangouts with jaemin would be
• Running errans, Cafe not really dates but kind of a date dates or going to try new things that you both suck at like pottery,
• You made matching mugs and they both sit on the shelf above his bed
• You also love baking/cooking together, definetly doing seasonal stuff together
• Like carving pumpkins or making ginger bread houses or buying and eating chocolate bunnies
• You follow him around but he equally if not more follows you around
• He's so whipped for you and will gladly show it cuz hes Na Jaemin
• Inseperable
• His friends call him your sidekick
• Because he will gladly do anything you ask him
• Therefore, you guys often do facemasks together
• Very affectionate
• Will hype you up and take LOTS of pictures of you and post them to his instagram
• Talks about you A LOTTT to his friends to the point where they all want to meet you
• The dreamies will have really random awkward chats with you saying that jaemin is a really good guy
• "You know Y/n, if my sister had to date ANY of my friends, It would definetly be Jaemin"
•"Have you ever considered Jaemin as...more than friends??"
• They can all tell jaemin likes you but you remain oblivious
• Sometimes he'll sit on the other side of the couch
• Others theres no space between you
• Random little dances he does which you find adorable
• If you catch him staring, he'll continue staring at you until you look away
• Will cook for you at any given time of the day
• "I'm hungry"
• "Omw rn!!"
• Randomly messages/calls you about cool things he discovers or 'fun facts'
• "Y/n! Guess what I just found out!"
• "Jaems, its 4am, why are you still up"
• Very expressive in how he speaks
• Large hand movements, crazy facial expressions
• You love him for it
• The type to yawn and put his arm over your shoulder
In a platonic way if thats even possible
• Once he knocks and you open the door, he either
• Hugs you immediately "did you miss me"
• Or waits for you to invite him in
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Part 2 to my 'It's complicated' mutual pinning series where you're best friends :)
Might do a part 2 to when you actually start dating if enough people are interested❕
Thank you so much for reading ❕❕❕👾
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La La Love
Na Jaemin x Male Reader
In which Jaemin has a day off and decides to cram three dates into one
It’s an early dinner.
Barely half past five when the two of you finally set down your silverware as a sign that you were done. Still, it was a good break from all the walking and shopping you had gotten done earlier in the day. Exchanging gifts with Jaemin and dressing him up in all of the clothes you wanted—it was fun. You missed being able to be a normal couple—not worried about being recognized in public—or having to wait until his promotions and tour were over.
Jaemin was worth it.
Worth the months of waiting and longing. Worth the sleepless nights and lonely mornings wrapped in bedsheets that no longer smelled like his cologne from consistent washing. Worth the short phone calls and late replies to your messages. He was always grateful for your understanding nature—always apologetic when he finally had time to see you and have proper conversations about everything and nothing. It’s why he insisted on going out today.
“You’re not tired?” You slide your hand across the table, avoiding the drinks in the way as you place it on top of Jaemin’s closed fist. He relaxes his hand, turning it over to intertwine his fingers with yours. You let a small smile tug on your lips as you feel the heat radiate from him. He replies by shaking his head, squeezing your hand firmly. “So what’s next on the agenda?”
“Amusement park?” There’s a small grimace that covers your face for a split second—the thought of having to walk around again and feel obligated to get on rides with Jaemin left a funny feeling in your stomach. You thought he didn’t catch it—that he catches the smile you keep on your face as you nod enthusiastically. But he knows you better than that. He knows that your smile doesn’t reach your eyes when you’re not being genuine. “We don’t have to get on the rides or do anything too tiring. I was thinking that we play the games in the booth things and buy an overpriced funnel cake. Go home and crash, you know?”
“I’d like that a lot, Jaem.”
It was clear from the beginning how much Jaemin had planned for today. He knew which store to stop at for you when you went shopping. He knew just the route to walk to get free samples and just the drive to take when going to your favorite restaurant. What he didn’t plan was how invested he was in playing the booth games that were along the outside of the amusement park you frequented.
You watched as he shifted his posture, balancing the basketball in his right hand while squinting his eyes. He was at the final hoop—the tallest one along the end. You lost count of how many shots he had taken—how many small plushies he had won for you but he wouldn’t quit until he had gotten you the biggest one they had. You share a look with the employee, arms full of the bears Jaemin got for you from every booth there was. Finally, you see him take the shot—eyes wide with disbelief as it hits the net, barely missing the hoop. You shake your head at him lightheartedly, turning the ends of your lips down to greet him with a silly face.
“One more try.”
“Jaemin, do you even have more ca—” Before he lets you finish he’s already grabbing another ball, handing the employee one too many bills before absolutely winging it. He’s confident this time—full lips slightly parted and feet shoulder width apart when he makes it in. He turns to look at you, crazed eyes wide with excitement when he runs towards you. His arms bulge out of his shirt as he lifts you up to spin you. You make sure to tighten your grip on the plushies in your arms so none of them fell to the floor. “I love you so much.”
Jaemin carries your plushies the rest of the night, leaving you with the big bunny he won for you.
The two of you end up at a lonely food stall, sharing a plate of dessert that was long forgotten as you let Jaemin talk your ear off about his favorite stop. You loved hearing him ramble about his members—his thoughts—his favorite songs at the moment. Moments like these were the ones you loved looking back on when he was gone.
Calming, intimate and comfortable.
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yan bunny jaemin part 2
Anonymous said: Can you do an part 2 of yandere bunny Jaemin
Anonymous said: Can we maybe get pt 2 of yandere hybrid bunny Jaemin?👀💕
Part One
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Inhaling deeply, Jasmin lets out a shuddering breath. Basking in the warmth of his blankets, he absolutely revels in the way both yours and his scents surround him. Blinking his eyes open, his nose twitches, a furrow creasing his brow slightly as he doesn’t see you laying beside him.
A whine escapes his throat as he shifts his arm, no longer feeling your comforting warmth against his skin. Already, he can feel his need for you growing once more as he turns over, searching the entire expanse of his room for you.
Last night felt entirely like a fever dream to him; too good to be true. Not only did you agree to help him through his heat, but before that, you confessed to each other. In all of his months of living with you, never did he think you would actually return his feelings, but you did. You do, and he could not be happier.
Now, if only he knew where you went...
“I’m right here,” your chuckles sounds from his open doorway, appearing with two glasses of water held in your hands.
Instantly, he’s sitting up, nose twitching as he scents you with every step you take closer to him. Fuck, you smell like him and he smells like you. Like he’s always wanted. Like it always should be.
Handing him one of the glasses in your hand, you go to sit beside him, only for Jaemin to pull you into his lap in the next second. A content hum escapes him as you settle into his arms, his chin brushing up against your shoulder once more.
Chugging his glass of water, you watch him with that fond gaze of yours Jaemin has only ever dreamed of being on the receiving end for. Now that he is, he can’t help but feel his whole body heat beneath it.
Placing his now empty glass on the bedside table, he goes back to nuzzling his face against your neck.
“Morning,” his voice is but a rumble, coming right from his chest as he wraps his arms around you, pulling you even further into his lap. Already, he can feel his desire for you burning within him once more.
He feels you chuckle against him, “good morning to you, too.”
Jaemin hums, watching you with hooded eyes as you bring your glass of water up to take a few sips. He smirks.
“Jaemin!” You practically jump as he purposely hits your water glass, sending the liquid cascading down your front, sliding down the skin of your neck and onto your chest.
Immediately, his lips are on you, his tongue tracing the path of the water up your neck as he tightens his grip around you. The way your breath hitches has a smirk tugging at his lips.
“I’m sorry, My Love,” Jaemin voices against your skin, his eyes flitting upwards to meet your own, “you’re just so irresistible.”
“If you wanted more water, I could have gotten you some,” you tease, running the fingers of your free hand through his hair and making him hum.
“It’s not the water that I crave,” he replies, and you have just enough time to set the glass on the floor before he’s flipping you over onto the bed and hovering over you once more.
“Oh?” You quirk a brow, cupping his face in your now free hand and noticing how he nuzzles his chin right into your open palm. “Then what is it you desire, Jaem?”
He practically purrs at your words, his dark eyes flashing as he meets yours, memories of the previous night flitting through his mind yet again. He grins, “you.”
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NCT Spooky Season [Day 15]
A Scary Good Time
TW: Language, Lots of Sexual References, Alcohol Consumption
Genre: Romance, Comedy
Pairing: Na Jaemin x Reader
YN Pronouns: Not specified
Word Count: 0.7K
Prompt: Halloween Tailgate go brrr
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Notes: I love writing unhinged college aus
Disclaimer: Please remember that this is an AU and a work of fiction, obviously the idols mentioned/written about in this story would never partake in these actions. The idols mentioned in this work are meant to be seen more as face claims rather than the actual idols themselves.
Feedback is greatly appreciated!! Thank you for reading!
"Shots! Shots! Shots! Shots!" The crowd chanted around you and you took a deep breath.
"This is so fucking stupid," you shook your head with a huge smile and downed another glass while Jaemin howled in front of you.
"Let's fucking go!" You heard Jeno shouting somewhere.
"Oh fuck," Jaemin stumbles on the table slightly and you hold him up.
"Careful, humpty dumpty, can't have you falling off and breaking that beautiful ass of yours," you laughed.
"FYI, I'm dressed up as Werewolf, not humpty dumpty," Jaemin's words had a slight curve to them.
"Right, right, boring," you helped him down the table, grabbing another shot glass on the way while you sat him down. "Look around, Jaem. Slutty Bunnies, Slutty Nurses, and Slutty Monsters everywhere," you gestured the whole room.
"And what are you supposed to be again?" He eyes your oversized T-Shirt and thigh highs.
"Slutty college student, duh."
"You already are one, that doesn't count."
"Okay, rude!" You playfully shoved him and laughed, "anyway, how are you holding up? I know parties aren't usually your thing, but I'm glad you came out with us anyway!" You handed him the shot glass and he smells it before drinking it.
"I'm fine," he looks around. It's true, of the friend group Jaemin tended to stay away from these kind of things, but after hearing you, Jeno, and Haechan loudly describing your escapades, Jaemin got an intense wave of FOMO and he decided, fuck it, he's going to go with you all to the next one.
But all it did was remind him how much he hated parties.
Especially when all the lights suddenly shut down.
"Boo! At least turn the music back on!" Someone yells.
"Jaem?" You put your hand on his shoulder to keep track of him. But, as soon as your hand touched his arm, he felt this intense wave of nausea rush through him, and he swallowed down whatever bile threatened to come out. "You okay, bud?"
"Mmhmm," he answered weakly. He shuts his eyes tight and turns his head upwards to ride the sudden discomfort and finally, when the lights turned on, the headache subsided. But it nearly came back when he heard all the screams around him.
"What the hell is going on?!" Someone shouts. Jeno rushes toward you both.
"Guys?!" He looked frantic.
"What? What's wrong?" You felt yourself sobering up quick.
"I can't... I can't take it off!" He tugs on the hook on his hand. He decided to do some overly sexualized Captain Hook and, while it was funny at the time, he looked near crazed trying to pry the hook off his hand.
"Okay, okay, you big baby, hand it over here," you take his hand and start tugging on the hook, but nothing happens, it doesn't budge one bit, "gee, Jen, you really shoved it in here, huh?"
"I guess so but everyone's having trouble taking their costumes off!" He looks at Jaemin and reaches for his ears.
"Dude, don't touch me," Jaemin swats his hand away and Jeno gasps.
"How'd you do that?"
"Do what?"
"Those ears moved."
"No, they didn't."
"They're moving right now!"
"They're not!"
"(Y/N), back me up here!" You look between them and you reach for the wolf ears on Jaemin's head and, when you tugged on it harshly, Jaemin winced.
"Ow! Don't pull my hair like that."
"Jaemin... I didn't pull your hair," you said quietly.
"What?" He looks at you, but your eyes were glued to the top of his head. Jaemin grabs his phone and looks at himself on the screen. "Holy... shit."
"We all just merged with out costumes," Jeno panics. "Well, all except (Y/N). What are you supposed to be again?"
"Slutty and broke college student," you shrugged.
"Oh, well, that's already you so there's nothing to change into."
"You're both bitches for that!" You groaned.
"But dog! You became part-dog!" Jeno exclaims.
"No, this can't be happening," Jaemin slipped out of the chair and stated pacing, and he heard you gasp behind him. "What happened?"
"Babe! You have a tail!" You reached for it and Jaemin instinctively pulled it away from you. But, realizing what he just did, Jaemin looks down at the tail that swished from side to side. "Holy shit."
"Holy fucking shit!"
"My boyfriend's a werewolf!" Your excitement betrayed your concern.
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HETO NA CHOICES MO FOR ID/PHOTOCARD HOLDERS 😻
ONE — kung gusto mo ng pink and blue goodness with a mix of b&w 🙏🏼
TWO — OMG THESE!! mga cutie animals na holder 🥺 i think kelangan mo din ng toploader para secured hehe (the fact ng may tiger, bear and bunny versions… r u trying to tell me (mark hyuck and jaem pc haver) something 🤨)
THREE — medyo pricey mga to but very pretty i feel like it would go well with your heejake pcs 🧐 all of them and black and white and estetik siya
FOUR — tas ito acrylic naman siya and you can like choose accessories to go with it! simple pero cute hehe
FIVE — acrylic ulit pero make it cute and colorful 😍
(nasa likes ko to so mabilis maghanap LMAO now to pick kung ano bibilhin lo 🥲)
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red bunny features also sounds super cute for bunny!jaem, especially if his s/o is fox!reader. maybe when you first meet, he's like, "hey, look! we match! 😁" and you're like "hehe... yeah 😅🥺" and already trying hard not to crush on him bc he's just so sweet and charismatic but you're scared of trying to date outside your own trophic level because it seems kind of confusing and unfamiliar and you're worried about fucking it up at any stage
lilac with red on the tips *boom* we got em both. but yea that would definitely be something you're worried about for a bit. and you try your damndest not to fall for him, but you just can't help it. you're just drawn to him completely. drawn to his handsome looks, drawn to his charismatic sweet personality, omg he's just so perfect. and when he talks to you, and looks at you with his full undivided attention, your heart flutters faster than hummingbird wings and you blush furiously. you wanna believe when he looks at you, he's as entranced by you as you are by him. you wanna believe that when he says something nice to you, or compliments you, that he genuinely means it. you wanna believe that he's as smitten with you as you are with him, but you can't help but have your doubts. with you being a predator and him being a prey, you're worried that you might be too much for him. you don't know about rabbit courtship, but you do know fox courtship requires a lot of time together, and you were concerned at first if he wanted to spend that much time with you. you didn't wanna overwhelm him and come off too strong, so you backed off for a long time to see if your feelings would fade. but they didn't. they only grew stronger, and you were overwhelmed by the need to be around him.
he noticed you growing distant and approached you about it, and that's when you just let it all out. you've been holding onto it for so long, letting it make your chest tight and tie up your tongue with uncertainty, that you just needed a release. in the initial moment you didn't even care if he doesn't feel the same way, you just need to tell him how strongly you feel, but as soon as the words are out you're overwhelmed with the crushing worry of "shit maybe he doesn't like me back". but to your surprise, he does. to your surprise, he's just as fascinated and infatuated with you as you are with him. he finds you charming and charismatic and beautiful, and with a sweet smile he tells you that he's drawn to you too, and wants to be around you just as much. then he gives you the absolute sweetest of kisses, so sweet you can feel yourself dissolve like cotton candy submerged in water. and you feel submerged indeed, in the affection you feel for him, and that's when you take the lead. he's surprised at first but very receptive when you grasp his shoulders and deepen the kisses. he lets you slide your tongue against his mouth and hum against his lips, responding by emitting a few sounds of pleasure of his own. you remain there, entangled in each other, simply enjoying the sensation of each other's lips and seeing all the ways they can fit together. and from that moment on, you're damn near inseparable.
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mga madayums omG kakabasa ko lang ng ep. 10 and i'd say dasurv ni kuya jaem yung ending kasi gal8 ako sa mga duwag bak8 ba?! char pero deserve ni y/n si mark kasi he let her fix herself while patiently waiting. lahat tayo dasurv ng mark lee in our life 😌
pero sa alternate ending omg nakakatawa si kuya jeno sounds like him nga, hindi marunong mag sinungaling mygHod pero ang cute kasi ginamit niyo pagiging bunny entgusiast ni jaemin na pinamana niya kay jaein huhu qt pie tsaka sana'll may husband na jaemin na may pa morning sex at brand new house and lot sa anniversary, in short both endings, you did a great job!
always here to support your writings <3
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thank you pwoah for enjoying them and supporting us 🥹 agreed, we all need a mark lee in our life (GET WELL SOON MARKKK HUEHUE) 🫶
sa alternate ending naman, kuya jeno knows what's best for the bunso— as they say nga, kuya knows best (CHAR HAHAAH) anak talaga ni jaemin si jaein, bukod sa mukha pati 'yung mga favs ng tatay na-mana 🥹
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sometimes i'll offer my rabbit something to eat and he's not in the mood to eat right away so he'll just kinda chin (scent) it and leave it. he's saving it for later 🥺 also love when he starts licking my hand or if i lie down on the floor he's start licking my face lol. "i care u. let me clean u." i feel like doyoung would straight-up carry his partner's toiletry products as well as his own (eg., their perfume/travel-size dry shampoo, comb or brush and hairties, etc.) he doesn't play around.
pls that's so adorable 😭🥺
Doyoung's mother hen instincts are strong as is but bunny Doyoung will bring this to the next level.
I don't think he'll be as big with scenting his partner as bunny Jaemin is (boy is a mess and not even ashamed of it) but he'll definitely take care of his partner in all the ways possible for him.
Be that with cooking their favorite food or bringing over leftovers or keeping their favorite snack in his backpack along with the mentioned toiletries.
#bunny jaem scents everything that he thinks of as his. including people and inanimate objects#rai’s mail#rai’s anons#rai's furries
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hi hi bae you're the first ask i am sending so ;) but first of all, just wanna say happy holidays ky !! i hope you're having a good time and making yourself happy bc you deserve to be happy and i love seeing you happy.
i'm honestly so glad that i met you bc now you're one of my most favorite people ever. you're so cool ?? like really cool ?? that's the most basic description of a word but when i think of cool i think of user gyuuss yuh so true anYwAY and you're also so creative like i love hearing your ideas !! and you're also such a comforting person, i know i can always go to you whenever i need someone. and i hope you know you can come to me too !! but i think we both know this bc we do it so ;) and speaking of which, i do always enjoy our whoretivities hours and my gawd ppl are gonna read this and .. but in the spirit of christmas maybe those hours will be open tonight ;) our conversations never fail at putting a smile on my face and i know whenever we talk we're always gonna have a good time. and i hope we can meet one day bc remember hugging ky is on my bucket list <333 and we gotta watch marvel movies and go out on the town and double date again :/ it's been too long :/ PSHDWH but i love you so much my .. omg i gotta censor this help I LOVE YOU MY S***R M***A AND MY LIL HORNDOG
my partner in crime forever, happy holidays <3
here is the beomgyu and the jaemin bc i saw a jaemin noot and you know how i feel about noots and omg the background kinda match on the first ones i did not intend that Who am i also i saw bunny .. which you also know how i feel about that .. and then your favorite beoms pic <33
VAL IM😭😭😭 MY MESSAGE SEEMS SO LAME COMPARED TO THIS WHAT :(( i hope you’re having a good holiday i want you to be happy too !!
you’re literally the sweetest person ever AND my coolest moot. also super talented bc val bestest writer!!! i love you so so soooo much and i’m really glad that we became friends!! omg yes ofc i’m so down for whoretivities tonight 😈😈😈
and yes we will meet one day🤬 we have to have our marvel movie night and nights out on the town. and yes ofc double date when? maybe this week😋😋
ANYWAYS AGAIN I LOVE YOU SM MY S***R B**Y YOURE SO PRECIOUS MWAH MWAH <3333
#not the horndog😭#AND THE PICS ARE SO CUTE <333#bunny jaem :(#and the second gyu picture is def my favorite abwbwbwb#val my beloved <3
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idk if it's a mistake or something but i rmb you answering an ask or smth and you were like, sal is a bunny (iirc) and like now it makes sense bc sal is just like jaemin and he's also a bunny right?? im going insane dont mind me
she is def a bunny and funny is bc she has a bunny back home and he’s so cute :( his name is even cuter like?? if only y’all knew. I LOVE THAT BABY BUNNY SHE HAS also no bc jaem and sal are the same person just split as is mal and jeno. they are each others halves for each others person if that makes sense??
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i clikeckd on ur blog n i saw jaemin an d he's cute
i know . bias him
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party favors
wc: 2.2k
pairing: jaemin x fem!reader
cw: fwb!au, mentions of alcohol consumption, drug use (they eat edibles), pet names, fingering, oral sex (receiving), sex while under the influence, multiple orgasms, cum play, fingering sucking (i really couldn’t resist lmao i’m sorry), unprotected sex, jaemin has a big dick but wbk
song rec: party favors by tinashe
The floor beneath you shook along to the bass of the music blasting from the speakers. There's barely room to breathe, so you weren't surprised that the party has now spilled out onto the front lawn.
Your friends have long abandoned you, either dancing in the living room or off somewhere with someone. You weren't going to ruin Halloween for them and decided to just stick around in hopes of something—anything happening to make the night better.
But if it's going to happen, it needs to hurry up because these shoes are beginning to get uncomfortable.
Pushing your way out of the crowd, you make it into the kitchen, where the supply of alcohol sits there waiting for you to take your pick.
You thought you were the only one in the kitchen before you heard someone shuffling around behind you. Not paying them any mind until you felt their presence beside you.
"Nice wings." your ears perk up at his voice.
Standing next to you, in the most half-assed attempt of a costume, was Jaemin.
"Thanks. Nice...ears."
The bunny ears being the only thing festive on him, sitting on top of his head. Jaemin seemed to have forgotten he was wearing them from the way he looked up.
"Ah," Jaemin takes the ears off his head, "Hyuck would've kicked me out if I didn't have a costume."
"Don't you live here?" you laugh.
"You think that matters?" he asks, "I'm surprised you're here, though. I thought parties weren't your thing."
"They're not. But Jisu insisted on putting me in this ridiculous costume and bringing me so, here I am." you give him a tight lip smile.
"I don't think you look ridiculous," he pauses, his eyes scanning your face, "Prettiest angel I've ever seen."
Your heart jumps into your throat at the compliment. You turn your head so Jaemin doesn't see your flushed face but if he notices, he doesn't say anything.
He moves away from you and to the refrigerator to grab the red bull he came downstairs for.
"Come with me," he says in your ear.
Before you follow him into the living room, you down the rest of your drink and toss the cup in the trash.
The room reeked of sweat and weed, everyone packed together like sardines. You felt Jaemin's hand on your lower back, guiding you through the sea of bodies. When you manage to get to the stairs, Jaemin's hand slid down your arm, taking your hand and leading you the rest of the way to his room.
Once you're in his room and get the door closed, you feel relieved not having the overwhelming bass of the music ringing out in your ears.
"You know, someone's gonna start getting suspicious if we keep doing this."
"Doing what? We aren't doing anything," His face was close enough to yours, you could feel his breath fanning across your face, and noticed his eyes flickering down to your lips.
"What'd you bring me up here for then, Jaem?"
"It is Halloween, isn't it?" he pulls something out of his pocket, "I've got goodies," he widely grins.
The bag of edibles in Jaemin's hand makes it hard for a smile not to break out on your face. Before you started sleeping together, you and Jaemin were still the duo that would randomly go missing in the middle of something because you went to smoke together. He's always buying new carts and testing different strains, and you were always the person he smoked it with. So doing this together was no different.
"120mg" he answers the question you're about to ask.
"120???" you raise your brows, and he nods.
You patiently hold out your hand and wait for jaemin to give you one.
"So, now you wanna be nice to me," he says sarcastically.
"Jaemin." he should know not to test your patience when it comes to things like this.
He popped one gummy into his mouth, making you wait until he was finished chewing. He held up a second one, and just as you were about to take it from him, he puts it in his mouth.
Oh, he's trying to see god tonight.
But then he holds it between his teeth, and you realize what he wants. You pulled him by his shirt and crashed your lips into his and Jaemin's tongue pushed the edible into your mouth. The bitter aftertaste of weed is left in your mouth when you're done chewing.
"Now we wait."
. . .
You were supposed to be watching the movie, but you should've known better than to think Jaemin would go too long without touching you.
Jaemin's already handsy but, throw a little thc into the mix, and he can't keep his hands off you.
He had you seated in his lap while your fingers were tangled in his hair. You tugged on Jaemin's bottom lip when his hands moved from your thighs to grab your ass underneath your dress. You whimpered into his mouth when his hands squeezed your ass, pressing your core into his clothed bulge.
It seemed as if things were going in slow motion. Or maybe that edible is finally hitting. Whatever it was, you didn't want it to stop because you love the way Jaemin's touching you.
Without pulling away from each other, Jaemin laid you down on his bed before his lips began trailing down your jaw. Jaemin slightly tugs on your hair to give him more access to your neck. You let out a shaky moan when his teeth find the sensitive spot below your ear.
"You sound so pretty for me, angel," he says in your ear, "I can't wait until you're screaming my name," his sweet smile had a shiver running down your spine, shooting straight to your core.
His hands pushed your dress up past your hips allowing Jaemin to leave kisses down your stomach.
The tip of Jaemin's nose traces the wet spot on your panties, and you're more sensitive to his touch, but Jaemin loves the way your body reacts to him.
He hooks his fingers in the band of your underwear and pulls them down your legs, tossing them over his shoulder.
"Such a naughty angel," he tsked, "Look at how wet you already are for me," he watched as you clenched around nothing, more arousal seeping out of you.
The both of you moan when Jaemin's tongue dips into your heat. He has a good hold of your thighs, making sure you stay in place as he sucks your clit. Jaemin's eyes flicker up towards you to see the way you grope your tits in your hands. You were so lost in the pleasure, not even knowing how hot you look right now.
Jaemin's tongue languidly moves in and out of you, slowly building up the knot in your stomach. Your hands reach down for his hair, and he moans into your pussy when you tug on it. Jaemin doesn't mind the way you pull at his hair. He loves it almost as much as he loves the feeling of your thighs around his head.
"Jaemin, don't stop-" your moans fill up the room.
Jaemin can't get enough of the taste of you on his tongue, and the way he's eating you out has you feeling like you're on cloud nine.
He brings his attention back to your clit, slowly rubbing circles with his thumb before he slips two fingers inside of you.
Jaemin softly kissed your thigh, waiting for you to adjust to the stretch without hurting you. He began scissoring his fingers inside of you once he felt you relax.
"fuck right there," you pant when he curls his fingers in just the right spot.
The only thing coming out of your mouth were Jaemin's name and whiny moans.
"You're gonna make me cum-" your eyes rolled back into your head, and your thighs tensed around jaemin's head.
Jaemin held onto you as he lapped up your cum, trying to prevent your legs from crushing his head. Even though he really wouldn't mind.
Jaemin's pink glossy eyes were hooded when he came up from between your legs. Half of his face was wet from your juices. He licked his lips and fingers, savoring the taste of you.
Your eyes wandered down from his face, falling to the tent you spot growing in his sweatpants. You pressed your foot against his bulge before he grabbed your ankle.
"Angel-" you cut off Jaemin's warning by pulling your dress over your head, revealing your bare body.
"Jaemin, please hurry up and fuck me." you batted your lashes
You saw him staring at your boobs before processing the words you had just said to him. He grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled it over his head, tossing it to the floor just like had with your underwear.
He was practically giving you a striptease with how slow he was taking his clothes off. And it was started to annoy you as the ache between your thighs grew stronger.
Once his sweatpants joined the pile of clothes on his bedroom floor, you pushed him down onto the bed, not having any patience anymore.
Jaemin's hands immediately rested on your thighs when you straddled him.
With his boxers being the only thing keeping you two from fucking, you slowly began grinding your pussy against his clothed cock.
"Fuck- baby, don't tease me like that." Jaemin could feel your wetness seeping through his boxers
You were the one to take off the last piece of clothing he was wearing. Before lining his cock up with your entrance, you rub him between your folds, slicking his cock up.
As you sink down on him, you moan, and you feel Jaemin's nails dig into your thighs.
Your face was scrunched up in discomfort as your hand fell onto his chest to steady yourself.
"Are you okay, baby?" he softly rubbed your thighs, comforting you.
"Y-Yeah, just give me a second," you whimper
"I'm sorry."
"Are you seriously apologizing to me for having a big dick?"
He starts to laugh, which makes you laugh, and the both of you can't seem to catch your breath for a minute.
"Okay, I'm okay now," you say, wiping away a tear from the corner of your eye.
"Take as much time as you need, angel. I could stay like this all night," he attached his lips to your neck.
You begin to move your hips as Jaemin's tongue glides across your collarbone. He moves his hands from under your thighs, back to your ass to direct your movements.
"You feel so good around me, angel," Jaemin groans.
If you didn't have cottonmouth, you'd be drooling, drunk off the feeling of Jaemin's cock stretching you out.
Your mouth was open, but all that was coming out were jaemin's name mixed with your moans. Jaemin brings his hands to your chest and cups your breasts, groping the soft flesh in his palms.
"it feel s'good, jaem-" you slurred your words, loving the way his cock dragged against your walls.
His fingers dug into your waist when your pussy fluttered around his cock, sucking him right in.
"my god, angel, you're so fucking tight."
Your moans reach a higher octave when Jaemin hits your sweet spot, and you sink your nails into his back.
"jaemin! I'm gonna-" you screwed your eyes shut, "cum. fuck-I'm gonna cum!"
"That's it, pretty girl, cum for me," he never took his eyes off your face as you came, loving the way you lose yourself in ecstasy.
Jaemin's hips met yours, lifting off the bed, fucking you through your orgasm while chasing after his own.
Warm spurts of his cum painted your walls. You wrapped your arms around him and buried your face in his neck as Jaemin fucked the last of his cum into you.
You got out of his lap and fell onto the bed next to him. You felt his cum begin to spill out of you and onto your inner thighs. But before you could've grabbed something to clean the mess, Jaemin slipped his hand between your legs and used his fingers to pump his cum back inside of you.
When he brought his glistening fingers to your lips, you were more than happy to let Jaemin slide his cum covered fingers into your mouth.
"my dirty little angel," he calls you, and you moan around his digits.
He pulls his fingers out of your mouth, a string of saliva connecting from his hand to your lips.
"Are you okay?" he asks between kisses
"Fan-fucking-tastic." you tiredly sigh
He pecks your nose before grabbing something to clean you up with. You can't help but stare at him as he rummaged through his clothes for something.
"Here," Jaemin hands you one of his shirts
"What's this for?"
"I didn't think you'd wanna sleep in that dress. But if you wanna sleep naked, I'm not opposed to that-"
"You actually want me to stay?"
"..Yeah? We still have to finish the movie," he begins, "And, it's late. I don't want you going home by yourself."
"It's fine. I'd just get an uber, you know I don't live far-"
"y/n," Jaemin interrupts you, "I want you to stay."
a/n: this took a lot longer than i thought i’m sorry y’all 😣
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𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫
▷ njm x reader
▷ 0.6k words; inspired by taylor swift's soon you'll get better, angst +fluff
a/n: h-hello again,,, ik that i've posted three times today,,, but oh well 😃😎 did writing this make me sad? yes. (na jaemin needs to stop living rent free, at this point, i am approaching the point of no return *eye twitches*)
Na Jaemin cried every time he forced himself to leave your side, every time he left the confines of your white-walled, fluorescent-lit hospital room. He stumbled into the emptiness of your shared apartment and flopped onto the couch, the warm tears already streaming down his face. His head pounded from the pressure building in his nose and from holding in all of that emotion while he had stayed in your hospital room with you.
He couldn't stomach it some days. He couldn't stand the sight of you, laying in that blue gown, swimming in sanitized sheets with an IV hooked to your vein.
But you always smiled when you saw him, giving him some semblance of peace. He could do nothing about your condition, but he could try to stay positive for your sake.
(Jaemin knew delusion when he saw it staring at him in the mirror, but he would keep it up for your sake.)
"She's my favorite," you told Jaemin the next day when he entered your room, bright and early, with a fresh bouquet of sunflowers. He replaced the day-old ones in the hospital-issued vase on your bedside table, barely wilted and still vibrant, but always replaced because he wanted you to have the best.
You were referring to the woman who had just walked out, the nurse caring for you this week.
Jaemin's eyes flickered to the door, then back to you. He smiled, collapsing into the chair by your bedside. "And why's that, sweets?"
"She's just… I don't know." Your eyes turned up in smiles of their own. "She's just really nice," your voice drifted off bashfully at the end of the sentence as you toyed with the white and neon green bracelet on your wrist. It was your hospital bracelet, the thing they had clipped onto you when you had first checked in three months ago.
(Jaemin had been praying to a pair of your prescribed orange pill bottles since then, hoping that some presence above would hear his pleas and bring you home to him. To make the medicine work faster and better. It hadn't happened yet.)
He nodded, already grateful for the nurse. "That's good; I'm glad."
He sat up and leaned down to dig through the backpack between his legs. There was a little surprise he had brought for you, something he had just thought of a couple nights ago while lying in your cold, empty bed. He pulled out a fluffy, floppy-eared blue bunny plushie, grinning at the sight of your wide and excited eyes.
"It's so cute!" You gushed, already accepting the precious thing into your arms.
Jaemin's chuckle was warm, his gaze fond. "Yeah, I actually had one like this when I was a kid. Found the same brand online, actually and knew I had to get one for you."
Your eyes shone. How could you possibly expect him not to break down on the spot, seeing you so happy like that? Happy because of him? "Thank you, Nana."
(Lord, he knew this wasn't about him, but who else did he have but you? How was he supposed to survive without that sweet, bright disposition of yours constantly keeping him grounded?)
"You're welcome, sweets." He stood and leaned over you to gently graze his lips over your forehead. He hoped you hadn't felt his hand tremble as he brushed the hair out of your eyes. "I love you."
You tilted your head up to press a kiss to the underside of his jaw. "I love you, too."
You reached over, grabbing his hand as he sat down again. You said, earnestly, "I'm getting better, Jaem."
Emotion bubbled up in his chest as a tear cascaded down his cheek. "I know."
a/n: hey psst jaemin, i want a bunny plush too 😞🥺
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