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❀᭢᜴꤬ jakey poo

summary: only after jake had left for a three year australian program for college, he had come back as the intimidating bad boy everyone wants, but when it came to relationships he can never settle for anyone but you. he didnt know it but he always treated you differently than the other random girls he would hook up with. but the only thing keeping you guys apart was the fact that you were jungwoo’s younger sister…

pairing: stoner jake x artmajor reader

warning(s)- SMUT (MINORS DO NOT INTERACT), (sorta kinda proof read), childhood friends to lovers, brothers best friend troupe, jake is slut coded, reader doesn't give af, mentions of drugs, use of drugs (its stoner jake wtf were you expecting?), facesitting, reader&jake almost gets caught by jungwoo, p in v, unprotected sex (WEAR A FUCKING CONDOM PLEASE), JAKE IS A SLUUUUTT!! thats about it 🥸 angst if you squint with a happy ending

featuring- jungwoo as readers brother, sakura from le sserafim.

song suggestions: burnin’ for you by blue oyster cult, circles by ptv, please please please let me get what i want by deftones (the cover), dramamine by modest mouse

word count: 6k+

after a long three lonely years, your brother and his best friend are finally returning, you could remember all the precious memories that you and the boys always hanging out, but one thing you would never forget was jungwoo’s words before introducing you to jake.

“your not allowed to date any of my friends ever, so dont even think about it.” it’s seems like he knew exactly what would happen because as soon as you saw the tall nerdy boy next to your brother you practically had hearts in your eyes every time you saw him at your house, in the yard, at the table for breakfast. anywhere your brother was— so was jake.

as you and jake grew up he had always treated you differently than most people, he’d always pick tiny flowers for you and let you put them in his hair or he would stall jungwoo from leaving you at school if you had extra circular activities so he could walk you home. he always made sure you were okay if jungwoo was being mean and would always help you cheer up. he didnt realize it till he left that he always had some feelings towards you but he would never say them out loud. as for jake also heard familiar words from jungwoo..

“listen if you ever try dating my sister or anything of that sort, i’ll actually kill you bro” of course jake didn’t take those feeling to heart until he saw you on a facetime call with jungwoo while they were both in australia for an exchange program. he saw how mature and confident you got, not to mention the fact that you’d never judge him even if jungwoo was literally talking shit about him to you, you never said anything bad about him. he knew his behavior wasnt the best once he left high school and started college somewhere far away from his home town, of course people change but how did you not?? he was completely infatuated with the fact that you were just the same as he remembered, you had become one if his genuine best friends.

it was the night before he was supposed to see you since he’s come home, of course he wanted to visit his family and layla but there was a tugging at his heart where he knew he needed to see you, or even just to speak to you. who knows maybe you would actually hate him once you finally saw him after all these years but he couldn’t imagine you being any different then how you always have been. he gathered his gift for you from australia, he got a simple necklace with a j engraved on the back, he knew what it looked like but he also knew you. you knew that he wasnt allowed to date you and you werent allowed to date your brothers friends but things can always change and with that he went and grabbed paper to roll you a fresh joint, if he could some how convince jungwoo that youve changed all on your own he wouldnt mind the thought of jake being closer to you in anyway possible.

now in reality jake didnt take into consideration that maybe youve been trying to push your feelings of him away, he was your childhood crush there was always going to be some lingering feelings but you knew deep down if he wanted to try something with you he would. he simply could not have any feelings whatsoever but you knew if you didnt tell him now, you wouldnt be able to get these feelings out for good. and if you release them they wouldnt have to both you for your first year at college. what you didnt know was that jake had enrolled into the same college which was the same one you were going to. and for one of your final projects for your portfolio you had written letters to all of those whom you felt strong feelings towards and leave it at what you feel in that moment, not thinking of the future just that moment. the feelings for that person show show how you feel about them if you think about it in the present.

that being said you knew there was several people you could write to but you knew there was truly one person that you didnt quite know exactly how you feel about them and that was jake so for your gift you prepared your letter assignment, after prepping the final copy and wrapping up the other goodies you had gotten for jungwoo and jake and set them out for when they arrive.

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“hey kid” jungwoo said while going in for a hug, it had been too long since you’d seen him. it seems like they were still the same annoying smelly boys you remembered from middle school, for them being gone for three years we always manage to get along with each other. while your parents caught up with jungwoo, you manage to catch jake looking you up and down. he was seeing how much you’ve grown since he left, he always knew you had a crush on him but part of him knew he wouldn’t know how to define these feelings he had for you.

“nice seeing you y/n, you get shorter or something?” he said messing up your hair just the tiniest bit. he knew it made you mad but of course it was jake, how could you get mad at him. you finally got him back, but to focus on your assignments you wanted to detach any lingering feelings you could have from the past.

they had talked to your parents for a bit before going up to bed to catch up on sleep, you couldnt hide the fact that you were a bit bummed out but you knew that jet lag can be gnarly, you left it to them. if anything it gave you more time to finish your portfolio assignments.

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you had been preparing for bed since you’d been putting the work in for your preparation for classes, even though you had the whole summer to prepare you wanted to make sure it was perfect and still have time for your friends. breaking you from your thoughts you heard a knock, it shocked you because jungwoo never bothered with knocking. you went to open the door but you turned and saw the outline of jake in your window, it was a little to convenient for him to get to your room so easily. it also didnt help that jungwoos room was down the hall and the roof connected so it was always a secret place for the both of you. it doesn’t phase you anymore but also why did everything pick up the same after he came back, the privilege of being able to connect with him the same way as children you can as adults as well. it makes things so much harder to push everything out, especially your feelings for him.

“aren’t you cold out here? what are you doing out here??” you began questioning him before he could say anything. he once again checked you out without jungwoo’s protective eyes watching.

“just come join me, i have a present for you. grab a blanket for me if your so worried about me.” he had said while smirking motioning for you to come sit outside for a bit; try to catch up as much as you guys could before jungwoo assumedly wakes up.

“fine bossy.” you quickly grabbed a blanket and your presents to the boys but only leaving jungwoos close to your window so you wouldnt forget about it. you sat next to him giving a bit of space but once you stilled he had scoot closer to you and covered the both of you. but to you it was just for the warmth, but to him he just wanted to be as close as he could to you; he missed you more than you could imagine.

there was nothing that could prepare you for what was coming next but now that you were here with him you feel like you get the closure you had been searching for with him.

“here i got you this, open it” jake handed you a drawstring bag and what seemed to be a JOINT. being new to the fact that they are stoner and have developed a reputation for smoking back in aussie now its just so natural for them to pull this type of behavior and it be normal for them, its still unfamiliar to you for them to be doing such things. but despite being surprised with the joint you began to pull the bag apart while watching the strings sink back into the baggie, the bag had been way heavier than you had anticipated, it was a necklace that had a beautiful design and on the back there was a j engraved on the back.

“jake i can't accept this, how much was it i can pay you back after i get paid.” you tried to reason with him but he shook his head and laughed thinking the reaction was just so you and absolutely adored the way you looked.

“very funny, but i'm pretty sure that's not how gifts work, unless you use that on all of your brothers friends. no wonder you have so much nice shit.” he teased you causing you to lightly hit his arm. you had admired the necklace for a second before responding. he knew you didn’t know many of jungwoos friends the way you know him and of course he liked it that way, in all honesty he wouldn’t want it any other way.

“jake seriously, thank you so much i really do love it. its beautiful.” you smiled at him and he reached towards the necklace to put on you. “here let me help darling.” he said quickly as if he was hiding what he was saying from himself and you. you almost didnt catch it, it was so fast. jake’s hands graze your neck and move your hair for you you barley even had to turn that how close you guys were together. he finished and let his hand linger on your neck before glancing from your eyes to your lips back to your eyes.

you weren’t oblivious to what jake was wanting but you didn’t know to what extent, you’ve always had a crush on him but if you did anything with him there was always the strong possibility that jake wouldn’t reciprocate any of the feelings. and thats something you weren’t entirely sure you wanted to risk that and yet here you were mere centimeters away from your brothers best friend, something in jake had him shake back into reality and tuck your hair behind your ear. you couldn’t say you were disappointed because that would mean you wanted something more even thought jungwoo would never allow it.

“so pretty girl did you want to try smoking if not its okay, its up to you pretty.” he pulled out a lighter and held it the same hand with the joint. waiting for your response, he never pushed you to do something you didn’t want, jungwoo would constantly tease you for being scared of things but once jake heard about it he would explain everything logically so you wouldn’t have to worry. there were so many things that you could say made you fall for him but there was never a way to exactly pinpoint that moment but that was in the past, your not that little girl anymore. you nodded “sure it couldn’t hurt.” you said with a smile as you snuggled into the blanket due to the wind picking up.

jake began to light the joint with ease even with the wind, the lighter illuminated his features while he scoot impossibly closer to you and put his arm around you to keep you warm. he went and took a couple of hits before handing it to you, you inspect the joint before hesitating to take a hit. “just suck it lightly or else you’ll start coughing.” he explained while you nodded and begin to take a hit, and immediately after you had a coughing fit which made jake giggle but he rubbed your back as you recovered, god how was he so hot just taking care of you while you both smoke.

you couldnt even begin to guess whats going on with jake but you knew he was fighting with himself on the inside, but to jakes understanding it was you. nothing else really matter to him, school was always easy for him, girls were always easy to get and he was set for life in terms of funds for his smoking (issue) but none of that filled that part of him that he desperately was trying to find once he left for college. now that he’s back home there is nothing but overfill, you mights not have known it but he could never point it out to jungwoo, but you know what jungwoo isnt here. you were both legal adults with lives of your own, jungwoo will have to deal with the decision jake is about to make. with the drugs in both your systems it had you both talking about anything and everything.

“doll listen-“ “jake you can not keep up these nicknames someone can hear you, you know that the walls are thinner than paper unfortunately..” you began to ramble as he takes your cheek into his palm, his thumb caressing your cheek slowly, he gains your attention and continues.

“you know i used to really like you growing up right?” he keeps his hand on you slowly beginning to moving them in between your neck and jawline, just from that you get tingles all over and you take a hit successfully without coughing. you shook your head turning towards him to get some more clarification passing the joint to him but he declines.

“i've liked you since the first day i met you. then jungwoo told me if i ever dated you, he would actually chop my nuts off…” he trails off while you giggle at him, there was something so he was searching for in his head, to which he grabbed the joint from you and put it out on the roof.

“i also never had the courage to actually tell you before but-“ you cut him off before he could say anything else by crashing your lips on his, he felt like he was starved practically devouring your lips with his own. the taste of you was enough to send him to cloud 9 for a permanent vacation. it took everything in him to not to press forward right here on the roof top letting the whole neighborhood who you truly belonged to let alone the your family finding out that there was anything going on between you guys in the first place.

jake pulled away from the kiss but before he fully pulled away he places a chaste kiss on the corner of your lips and one more gently on your lips, it was sweet not harsh and fast as the other but more passion in the one kiss small kiss than he has during this confession.

“jake if you read the letter you’ll understand how i feel about you- how ive always felt about you” you say pulling yourself away from his grasp putting some distance between each other, not wanting to confuse each other any further.

“i think you should read it before we continue any of this” you gesture your hands towards the both of you. once again jake had that pretty boy smile nodding his head letting you think you have any control of this because he wants you that badly. and in all honesty jake would wait forever for you to let him have his way with you. but only if you wanted it back in return, and little did you know he already knew.

“go inside pretty girl, its getting cold and i have someones letter to reread.” he assisted you to your window and said his goodnights to you as you closed the window and made sure it was locked. you had no idea about this effect you had on him, and he was going to let anyone or anything get in the way of you guys.

you began to head to bed trying to process all of the things that happened in the short span of the day. you were glad that your brother was home but what you didn’t expect was his best friend to confess he’s been in love with you since even before you’ve had a crush on him.

oh god you were never finishing this project if this was the outcome for confessing your more heartfelt feelings you couldn’t imagine how the rest of the school year would go and its only the middle of summer break…

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if anything this summer has been a breeze up until its jake being less and less secretive about this little thing you guys have going on. you’ll be out hanging out with jungwoo as normal jake will tag along too, but this time he’s leaving lingering touches on your waist and slipping out sweet nicknames in front of jungwoo, practically telling him that something was up between you two. but also its been more than easy to hide it from him as well, ever since jungwoo reconnected with sakura he’s been head over heels with this women, finding more and more ways to sneak into her sorority house without the other members getting mad (how can they be mad if they dont know?)

while only means that the house is more than likely empty and with jungwoo gone your parents felt more comfortable if jake would stay in the guest bedroom at the house while you were home alone, which actually turned into you waking with jakes head in between your legs.

he wouldn’t let any of this disturb you from your work though, he was always willing to leave you be while you have to work hard to finish all your projects. but from time to time he would start reciting certain sentences from your letter to get you all stirred up. he loved knowing everything about you and he wanted to learn everything else, anything he possibly could learn about you.

he found himself yearning to be around you while you were finishing your final project, wanting to keep you near him as much as possible. he’s never found himself attached to anyone like this before, there has never been a girl he’s hooked up with that has had him in such much pure infatuation before he really doesn’t know what he wants other than to make sure youre happy and taken care of. of course he was smart he had all a’s and he rarely needed help for assignments but he couldn’t quite figure out what spell it is that you had put on him in order to be this in love with him.

the sun just began to peak out from the windows and your parents always were out the door super late at night till the early morning so they can be there for you during the day. which mean jake was heading into your room to join you for the morning, meaning he was ready to start your morning right.

“babyyy its cold cmere” you began to whine as jakes warm hand began to wrap around you till you were warm enough for him to start scooting down towards your hips leaving firm wet kisses all the way down just before the hem of your underwear, fiddling with it waiting for you to urge him to continue further. not wanting to waste anymore time you lifted your hips to where his palms is placed over your entrance earning a respective moan from your mouth. he quickly leaned up and kissed your lips as he pushes your underwear down to your ankles before heading down to pleasure you in any way he can, these early mornings were practice for him, learning everything that you liked, it was always for your own pleasure never his own. why would he care when he can fuck you as much as he wanted all night long, just as long as jungwoo never finds out.

jake begins to rub your thighs as he hooks his hands around your thighs to keep them spread as wide as he can get you, he places open mouth kisses all along your where your thighs and hole meet. he changes from kitten licks to longs strides against your clit just barely working you up, he added a couple of fingers in to the mix to keep you going, but he couldn’t get enough of your taste at this point he felt like there was so much he wanted and all of it was you, he wanted to be entirely suffocated into you. his hands begin to grip your hips trying to keep them down as he pushes his face further into your hole to where his soft nose was bumping against your clit, but to your surprise it wasn’t doing it for you, something needed to be different no matter how much you grind into his face, it wasn’t enough.

“mhmf ja-ake please i-“ jake begins to lift his head his lips leave a pop from your wetness, he tries to read your body and what it wants. “want more baby, m’ want to top please.” was all you could manage to get out, how could you when his hands kept on your clit as he spit into your hole wanting more access to finger you even more before flipping you so you could finish your high.

“okay baby just a little bit more for me okay- mmf you taste to fucking good.” he says lifting his head up and down not getting enough from eating you out, he cant wait to see whats its like to eat you out entirely. he pulls away from you entirely and begins to strip you entirely and you do the same for him, not wanting the moment to stop, he starts to lay down and pull you down towards him and you kinda just hover over his lips, you can feel his breath as he blows against your wetness causing you to stifle a moan before he speaks.

“baby you gotta sit down baby, i cant taste you at all.” he tries to lick any part of your hole but nothing gets touched. “mmh but-“ he already knew you were always so shy about things like this being so intimidating, he was always there to give a little a little push. he wouldn’t mind suffocating by your pussy, he wrapped his hands around your thighs and pulled you all the way down so there was no room for breathing, all he wanted was you and now he was naked on the bed eating you out as the sun came up, what more can this man want. the answer wasn’t so simple but as long as you were with him, he wouldn’t care what would happen to him.

just as you were about to finish you heard a door slam and from the sounds of it, it was jungwoo and sakura. but you didn’t want to risk anything happening, jungwoo would kill us if he found us wether sakura was there or not. but for fucks sakes the one time jungwoo magically decides to come home is when you were pussy deep on jakes face and you weren’t stoping any time soon, you grab on to jakes hair and continue to roll your hips as jakes tongue continues to prod at your clenching hole.

“hmf fuck jake please more please m’ almost there.” the thought of you getting caught was no where in sight, you couldn’t care any longer if anyone could hear anything pertaining you or jake. at this point there is nothing else you cared about all you could think about the way his mouth was moving on you right now. you were in heaven every ache in your body was washing way, the grip jake had on your hips was like he wanted to be permanently attached to your other set of lips. your hips begin to stutter and your orgasm spasms all over jakes face as he tries to lick up all he can before it spreads down to your sheets. you finally manage to tear away from jakes lips to finally let him breathe before doing anything further.

“mh baby are you okay?” you wiped up jakes face as he continued to catch his breath. his chest rises and lowers as you sat down on his waist not noticing the rock hard cock that kept tapping your ass. “did you hear the door too?” was all he managed to let out before sitting up slightly, putting his weight on this elbows behind him and admiring you sitting pretty on him.

“yea, it sounded like jungwoo and possibly sakura..” you began to pause not knowing how to word what you wanted to say but the words came out anyways “..but i couldn’t care who hears us at this point, im done hiding this.” you start lifting your hips to line up with his twitching cock, jake released a sigh as you continue to slide down his thickness, letting your plum ass sink all the way down taking him in perfectly. you guys could hear foot steps around the house as you kept going raising your hips and dropping them hard trying to get some noises out of jake, he would never let you get caught but he was really losing this little game you decided to play. but jake was not one for games, except when it came to you. while you go to raise your hips once more he lift his hips into yours as soon as you sank down and you couldn’t help but to let out a vocal moan “mmf-fuck jake”

as soon as the words left your mouth, you stilled your hips and your eyes widened, and there he was with that stupid smile as he flipped the two of you as he continued to ram his hips into you as he kissed your lips making sure to shut you up, he didn’t care if jungwoo walked into the room at least then the relationship wasn’t a secret— then he could truly fuck you whenever he wanted.

“baby you better watch your words or else we will have an audience soon.” he leaned in licking your ear going down kiss you once more on the lips. his thrust became sloppier as time went on and your walls began to flutter, you both with more than ready to release when you heard a knock on your door that didn’t stop jake from keeping his pace while he signaled you to answer the door.

“f-fucking go away” was all you could think of as you continue to chase your high.

“jeez” you could hear sakura on the other side of the door, followed by the closing of the door across the hall— that being jungwoo’s room meant he was more than likely going to put two and two together. there was more of a possibility of you both getting caught if sakura tells him.

with jake never stopping you both began to unravel and jake collapses on you and begins to kiss your face and all over your neck down your shoulders to your tummy and hips, wanting you to relax as best as you can not letting you over work yourself.

“dont worry about them alright. they’ll never figure it out.” jake began to say as you shake your head.

“are you crazy, who else would hear skin slapping and moaning YOUR name and not assume we were having sex, let alone whatever this is between us” you gesture to the two of you, not wanting jungwoo to break up whatever you had with jake, because as much as you wanted to have faith in your relationship with jake, you knew he was always going to think its a game.

“oh doll its fine, you act like he hasn’t done stupid shit at your age too, i mean us being together shouldn’t bother him anymore.” you couldn’t just let jake keep getting away with this anymore than you guys already have, if he wasn’t going to finally make things official then why bother in the first place. you were breaking this off before it could crush your heart anymore than it already did.

“well if you think us is also stupid then we should stop this now, im not doing this any more— i just cant jake.” you began to sit up and put clothes on leaving jake on the bed naked looking a little confused. but before he said anything he gathered his thoughts not wanting you to over think this any longer.

he sat up, tugging you towards him before speaking, his full attention on you as you sat with him. “baby i didn’t mean it like that, i want you more than anything i’ve wanted in a while..” he paused before continuing.

“.. and from now on im not letting anything or anyone get in the way of having you by my side, not even jungwoo.” that last part came out more like a promise.

he reached for your hands pulling them close to his hands placing kisses along your knuckles. “will you be my girlfriend? i can’t imagine my life without you baby, please don’t think i don’t want to be with you. i would do anything for us to stay together, even if jungwoo wants to beat my ass.”

you chuckled at him and nodded, feeling like this has been something some magical wish that has been finally granted, you reached out and wrapped your arms around jakes neck and kisses him as he began to lay back down with your lips on his. he can finally die a happy man with his dream girl.

“alright baby, lets clean you up and go see what those two want, yeah?” jake insisted as he began kissing you and walking into the bathroom, the only possible think you had over your brother was your own bathroom (that and his best friend is wrapped around your finger)

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after your close encounter with sakura and jungwoo you insisted jake leave only for him to chase you out of your room to go hang out with jungwoo, the whole way down there was a pit building in your stomach, what if jungwoo knew what sakura had potentially heard, that meant anything you could have had with jake would be gone, but nonetheless you had to face him some how after this.

with jake leading the way, you hung back slowly trailing behind, but before you could process anything you could smell a familiar scent— you found jake taking a lit blunt from jungwoo, as jungwoo was exhaling he locked eyes with you can nearly choked on the smoke.

“i swear if you tell mom-“ jake was quick to cut jungwoo off at your defence.

“you act like we weren’t doing the same shit at her age, she’s fine” he said passing the blunt to offer to you, but you shake your head about to speak.

“mom can barely recognize the fact that you bring sakura over practically every night, why would i start snitching now?” you explained while sakura shrugged in agreement offering you the blunt before passing it in the circle again— to which you accepted taking in the smoke a tiny bit before almost coughing. which had jungwoo wide eye looking at you and sakura, shaking his head before you could pass the blunt to jake as he left lingering touches on your hand as you pulled away, as jungwoo and sakura began making small talk with you and jake, but in all honesty it seemed like nothing was wrong which made you feel ten times better.

“so are you two together?” sakuras words could silence a room faster than your thoughts could keep up with. immediately you shake your head and jake looked at you for a split second and nods. jungwoo immediately turns to jake then to you and starts putting two and two together before handing the blunt to you, expecting a response to what jake means.”

“ive had a crush on y/n since middle school to be honest…” jake turn towards you before continuing. “...but she wont admit it till she knows it okay with her brother.” thats it, you AND jake were done for— there was no way that jungwoo; the brother who as always protected you for any reason you needed, he was always going to be there for you, but would he really be okay with the fact that you have been messing around with his best friend.

“jungwoo has more shit to deal with rather than who his sister and friends are dating..” sakura turned to jungwoo reading his already upset facial expression, “its that right baby?” she questioned him, making sure you get an immediate answer. she already liked the two of you together, if she could get you two together than you guys wouldn’t have to hide it anymore to which jake was eternally grateful for.

“not that i want to control your life but.. at least i know you are safe with this little shit.” jungwoo left it at that as he put the blunt out, as he wrapped his hands around sakura’s waist and began to walk inside shutting the sliding glass door afterwards.

you turn to jake smacking his arm before he could say anything, “what the hell was that?? how did you get him to just let us be??” you began to question him, thoughts running a million miles an hour but jake takes your cheek into his hand caressing it ever so gently, as if he could loose you at any moment. but now he really had nothing to worry about.

“i didn’t know anything, but i know i was more nervous than you were; i thought jungwoo was gonna kill me just with his glare.” he explained pulling you in closer. “but i needed to tell him, i didnt want anything keeping me from my girl.”

for the first time it feels like you could finally be free with your feelings, not wondering what jungwoo was thinking. you began to wrapping your arms around your boyfriends neck pulling him impossibly closer.

“oh jakey poo your so dumb” pulling him into a hug as he rubbed the small of your back with one hand then going to mess up your hair with the other.

“oh now it’s jakey poo.” he points out as you roll your eyes and pull him into a kiss before guiding you inside.

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⌗ even moreeeee bf!jisung texts

⌗ say it, ditto. (drabble)

𝐍𝐂𝐓 𝟏𝟐𝟕

⌗ bf!nct127 texts when you’re one of the nct dream members’ eldest sibling.

TAEIL

JOHNNY

TAEYONG

⌗ bf!taeyong texts but jisung’s your younger brother.

YUTA

⌗ bff!yuta texts.

DOYOUNG

JUNGWOO

⌗ random bf!jungwoo texts

JAEHYUN

⌗ bf!jaehyun texts

⌗ more bf!jaehyun texts

𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐕

⌗ wayv texts apologizing after they said something mean to you.

⌗ bff!wayv flirty texts

KUN

TEN

WINWIN

XIAOJUN

HENDERY

YANGYANG

𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

SOOBIN

YEONJUN

BEOMGYU

TAEHYUN

HUENINGKAI

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ghostofhyuck · 5 days

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NCT Dream when they're dating their co-member's idol!sister!

AN: I used NCT members as a whole in this one ??? because it's much funnier tbh and the case might be different (I already did Dreamies' sister ver). Also in this scenario, they're supposed to be in a secret relationship but was caught by Dispatch LOL (no NCT Wish yet, I'm sorry! Still haven't get to know them better ><)

Mark Lee

LMAO. Doyoung wouldn't know how to feel when he learned that you've been dating Mark for YEARS. So the times you went to their dorm wasn't because of him, but because of Mark!?!?!? Plus you were CAUGHT by Dispatch, so that doubled his stress. Unfortunately, your brother loves Mark like a younger brother. So after a hefty interrogation with him, he gives you his blessings and was still bitter that you two hid it from him. He knows that Mark will take good care of you and wouldn't hurt you two. (Mark will be dead if he does so.)

Huang Renjun

Yangyang will feel BETRAYED because Renjun is dating you and he only found out through Dispatch. I mean, that's his best friend and sister! He was surprised that you two were sneaking behind his back, but he'll find it funny and cute, unexpected too because Renjun never shown interest about you. He would probably interrogate you first before dragging Renjun in the scene. Yangyang would probably be chill about it because he trusts Renjun so much, just be prepare for a numerous teasing and pulling the "i'm telling y/n" card on Renjun.

Lee Jeno

OH it's going to be a tension. Yuta will be SHOCK and the funny thing was that, he was in Japan when he learned about you and Jeno. He probably sent YOU tons of messages and calls while you panic over your relationship being revealed. When you were not answering, Yuta resorted to Jeno who was much calmer than you. Actually, Yuta knows that Jeno's a good kid, he just wants to make sure that you're choosing the right guy, and you did! Jeno was very respectful during the call and even told Yuta that he'll take care of everything. Yuta was in relief but that doesn't excuse him to talk to Jeno personally when he went back to Korea.

Lee Donghyuck

Oh, the first thing Ten will say to Haechan, "are you sure?" he doesn't mind that you two are dating and that you two have been dating for MONTHS. Like the typical teasing brother he was, Ten will ask Haechan if you brainwashed him or something, and you just have to kick him right there. Haechan will find it funny that Ten wasn't mad at all and that he's actually quiet pretty chill, but still, he also want Ten's approval so he made quite a speech about how serious he is about you, and Ten will just whip up a smile and ruffle Haechan's hair.

Na Jaemin

Jungwoo loves Jaemin like a younger brother, so he doesn't know what to feel when he learned that Jaemin's dating you without telling him. And that's been going on for years! He was also worried because you might receive backlash, so he was surprise when you and Jaemin appeared in front of their dorm. It was an hour of serious talk between the two of them and you SWORE that you never saw your brother this serious. As soon as the talk ended, Jungwoo will return to his usual self and ended up asking you two about your love life like a gossipy auntie.

Zhong Chenle

Oh pookie. Johnny loves Chenle so much. Like that's his little brother right there! He'll be pretty chill when he learned that you two are dating but he'll be mad as hell because you two were exposed by Dispatch. He was worried that it might ruin your image so he called you and asked you about it! You assured him that you're fine and things are being settled. Johnny would probably tease you eventually and ask you how you two started dating lol. Catch Johnny calling Chenle, "brother-in-law" whenever the two of them meet.

Park Jisung

How can Taeyong find out he's in the military. JOKE IM SO SORRY. But the moment Taeyong finds out that you're dating Jisung the first thing he'll think was "damn, both of them have matured." and second, "Fuck Dispatch." JK. Anyways, he would probably try to contact you first. Will ask if you're okay and that he heard the news. You'll apologize to him for hiding it and probably understands why you did it. Then he'll try chatting Jisung about it and will be SURPRISE that Jisung sent a long-ass message about it. That's when he realized that Jisung's genuine about you! He'll be sentimental and think that time flies so fast.

#nct dream #nct dream fic #nct imagines #nct fic #nct x reader #nct #nct dream imagine #nct scenarios #nct fluff #nct dream reactions #nct drabbles #nct dream imagines #nct mark #nct jeno #nct renjun #nct haechan #nct jaemin #nct chenle #nct jisung

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outro-jo · 1 year

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dating an nct 127 member and being besties with another

pairing: nct 127 member bsf x reader x nct 127 member bf

type: scenario

warnings: none really

a/n: so each one is the bestie and it says who the partner is. if that makes sense lol

masterlist | info

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taeyong- besties with doyoung’s partner

so you actually did a little work with nct on a title track. you wrote and produced the demo and worked really closely with taeyong and became besties in the process. you’re more freelance, so your time working with 127 was short but taeyong still wanted to work with you on different projects so he kept you around some. this is also how you met doyoung. you are quite literally the polar opposite of doyoung and your differences made him fall for you SO hard but it took him a little while to actually ask you out. ty was the one encouraging him the whole way but it took soooo much effort for him to not tell you. he was there and helped arrange for you to be at the studio for doyoung to ask you out. the second doyoung left after asking you, the both of you cheered and screamed together. he’s been your and doyoung’s biggest supporter and defender ever since.

taeil- besties with jungwoo’s partner

from the moment he met you he thought you were adorable. tiny and sweet, like a little sibling. he has a little sister and he’s the oldest in nct so the brotherly protective role came pretty naturally with him when it came to you. he NEVER let’s you pay when y’all are out and he just has a way of looking out for you when jungwoo isn’t able to. you and taeil also have basically the same music taste so you’re always sending each other new music you find. jungwoo thought it was very sweet the way his hyung took you under his wing and grateful to have someone look after you like an older sibling.

johnny- besties with haechan’s partner

it was just to be expected. donghyuk is pretty much johnny’s son so he had to get to know his new child. at first it started out as a way to protect donghyuk, getting to know you just to make sure he wouldn’t get hurt but eventually you two became very close. as time went on, johnny worried less about donghyuk getting hurt and more about you. donghyuk is actually really thankful to have someone around who might be able to protect you better than he can especially when it comes to the more questionable fans of nct. you had a few moments where he was definitely glad to have johnny around. both of your boys just want you safe. your boyfriend loved that you and johnny were so close… until he became the butt of the joke. all with love though.

yuta- besties with mark’s partner

you’re literally the perfect mirror of mark, like a little ray of sunshine. all of the endearing qualities mark has like being clumsy, goofy, and sweet, you have and yuta immediately took to you. he’s just as affectionate with you as he is with mark (in a respectful way of course). sometimes he’ll even push mark away when he tries to love on either of you. yuta treats you like his precious little angel and he will fight anyone that hurts you, including and especially mark. he will sometimes call you up on his off days when mark has to work for dream or producing and make sure you’re well fed and not bored. he’ll also just facetime you in general, especially when the boys are on tour. it’s really funny because he never tells mark he’s calling you and mark just walks in and you’re on yuta’s phone. “wait… is that y/n??” “yes, but they’re mine right now. you can call them later.” the thing that warmed yuta’s heart the most is when you started learning japanese just to have something else in common with him… also to shit talk about mark a little. despite being teased so much, mark is actually so happy that you and yuta are close. he’s glad to have him care for you so well and honestly him not liking you would have been a bit of a dealbreaker.

doyoung- bestie’s with taeil’s partner

funny story… doyoung was actually your bias. the look on everyone’s faces when he said this at your first meeting the boys was priceless—especially doyoung’s face. after the initial shock wore off, doyoung was totally endeared by your admiration and wanted to get to know you for who you were and because you were dating his group mate. his expectations were low, not thinking you would be close but he hoped to have pleasant interactions with you. come to find out, the reason you were always so drawn to him as a fan was because you were so much alike in a lot of ways. taeil actually found it kind of funny and preferred that you weren’t all over him just because of his role in nct. he was glad that you found a friend within the group of boys he’s known for so long and he feels like doyoung is one of the better choices among them.

jaehyun- besties with johnny’s partner

no one was surprised when johnny started dating a foreigner and he was incredible when you made the move to korea but the new environment had you pretty anxious when it came to making friends. it didn’t help that you were still learning the language too. jaehyun was the first to step up and offer to help you and be a conversation partner. of course, johnny was top choice but it was nice to have someone else. your boyfriend is incredibly confident in himself and never once was threatened by your friendship because he trusts you both so well. at the end of the day, he knows that you’re with him because you love him and not his best friend. when teaching helping you study korean, jaehyun had so much patience with you and never made you feel bad when you messed up your pronunciation or phrasing. this pair is really the best to go out with because they’re so goofy and comfortable with each other and you fit in so well. the three of you are the perfect trio.

jungwoo- bestie’s with jaehyun’s partner

you and jungwoo were pretty similar and close in age so when jaehyun introduced you to the group you clicked immediately. the two of you started hanging out more often and he would invite you to hang out at practices which threw jaehyun off when you’d walk in and he didn’t invite you. the group called you “the twins” because you were practically the same person and almost always together. jaehyun had to catch himself at first because even though he wasn’t normally the jealous type, he couldn’t help but see how well you got along. he was just so scared of losing you but honestly you and jungwoo laughed when he brought the notion up to you and were almost like school kids saying it was “gross”. truly, you never thought of each other in that way. from then on, jaehyun was happy that his little nct family loved you almost as much as he did.

mark- besties with taeyong’s partner

mark actually introduced the two of you. you had known mark for years and one day when you were with mark at his studio, taeyong walked in. he was so sweet and shy but very kind to you, it melted your heart. after that you would do all you could to get a chance to see him again. for months, you silently held on to your crush and thankfully mark is pretty obvious despite knowing you so well. it came as quite the shock to mark when you told him but he made it his mission to find out if he liked you too and set you up. years later mark was telling everyone the story during his best man speech.

haechan- besties with yuta’s partner

honestly, this shocked everyone a little bit. we all know how donghyuk tries so hard to receive yuta’s love, when he started dating you, donghyuk didn’t really try as hard with you. he was polite and kind but kept a distance but you’re the one that found him to be so adorable that he couldn’t help but have hearts in his eyes. you’re kind of like an older sibling with him. you care for him, take him out to eat, you listen and help him with his problems. donghyuk being your bestie meant that he’s over at your apartment A LOT which yuta doesn’t like very much but it’s the best time to poke fun at him. also whenever you come to see yuta at work, he spots you immediately and rushes over to hug you. sometimes even before yuta can get to you (which he HATES). most of the time when you’re with the boys, yuta has to fight him off you to give affection but it’s cute that they fight over you.

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nctstar · 5 months

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the day that i met you i started dreaming.

You watched in satisfaction as the imprint of your lips stained a faded red colour, two semi-circles adorned by fine lines. The smell of strawberry wafted gently, so subtle you could have missed it. Yet, his voice rang in your ears. “You taste so sweet, baby. You always do.”

pairing: jungwoo x fem!reader

other members: johnny, mark (+his brother), haechan (only mentioned)

word count: 3k

genre: fluff, romance

warnings: lots of kissing, one small smutty scene, not very graphic (penetration and kissing only), profanity (one use of the f word, shit)

disclaimer: this is a fanfiction purely from my imagination. I don't know the nct members (including their family members!) and don't claim that they act like this in real life. I also do not condone any of the activity by any of the characters in this fic. Also, even though I was inspired by mark's real life doesn't mean this is accurate at all, please keep that in mind nobody sue me please.

a/n: this is for my bestie @neocty because I love her and there aren't enough jungwoo fics out there and she is struggling, so I did what any good friend would do <3 so everyone else please look away (and by that I mean like and reblog and send me requests)

∞

You had first met Jungwoo in your first year of university. Surrounded by girls, one of them having their entire torso turned towards him like she was ready to mount at any moment. Giggles floated past you as you walked by, books slipping in your arms from the sweat on your skin. The edges dug uncomfortably into your side as you tried hoisting them from side to side, trying to find that sweet spot that wouldn’t make you want to throw all of them only the floor, give up and go home.

“Hey.” You hadn’t heard it at first, too busy untangling your arms. But it suddenly felt silent, too silent now, the giggles now gone. You looked up, and the first thing you noticed was also the first thing you said.

“We have the same headphones.” Your voice was monotone, your breath heating up your cheeks underneath your mask.

He frowned, and the second thing you noticed was-

“I like whatever you’re wearing on your l-lips.” He stammered towards the end, probably now understanding how strange that sounded. But if he was embarrassed, he didn’t let on. His face erupted in a confident, self-assured smile, one hand effortlessly running through his dusty brown hair. His face was cute, like a puppy, or a fluffy cat. Soft features, smile lines and shallow dimples on one side of his face. “I’m not hitting on you. My sister runs a small business and sells makeup. I’m trying to get girls to buy her stuff. She’s saving up for a car because she hates public transport. I, personally, don’t mind it. Anyway. Um, you want a flyer?” Paper shuffled in his hands as you realised that he was handing out flyers, not what you had originally thought when you saw all those girls around him.

You fought the urge to say aww as you took a flyer tentatively. You didn’t wear makeup other than yes, your lipgloss, the same one you had brought from your home country since you didn’t really have time to shop in Korea in the few days you had been here already. Your eyes started scanning up and down the flyer while your mind pondered, who still uses flyers to advertise nowadays?

You shuffled from foot to foot, aware that he was still standing in front of you for some reason. “Your sister seems really talented.”

“She is. She also, looks a lot like me.” Jungwoo proceeded to shove the remaining flyers under his armpit, other hand flipping out his phone. In your peripheral vision, you watched one girl side eye you, hard, very possibly the one who had wanted to mount him a minute ago. “Oh, that’s okay, um- oh wow!” Your eyes widened. “You guys look so alike!”

“Right?” Strangers standing musing for more than a minute was odd enough, but what he did next was even weirder.

“The flyer I gave you has my number on it, by the way.”

You looked at his face, soft brown eyes full of hope that made your heart twinge slightly with delight. He was so adorable.

“What happened to ‘I’m not hitting on you’?”

“I’m really not? It’s because my sister lost her phone, and,” he grinned sheepishly, scratching the back of his head, “I want to help her earn money as soon as possible. Because if I don’t-“

He grabbed both your arms, making you flinch a little in surprise, but not pull away, eyebrows perked at his words.

“-she’s going to make me drive her to uni every day! Do you want that for me?” He whisper-shouted this last bit, and you shrugged his arms off.

“I don’t even know your name, so…”

“Kim Jungwoo. Jungwoo. Are you from America?”

“How could you tell?” You smiled, the English rolling off your tongue with ease. “I’m actually technically from Canada. Born and raised. Lived in New York for a while, so…close enough, I guess.”

“Oh! So is my roommate! His brother is auditioning for SM tomorrow, and he needs me to drive them both there-“

You laughed, this time your head naturally rocking back. “Are you the campus free uber or something, Kim Jungwoo?”

“No, he’s dating my sister. Mark’s brother, not him. Hey!” He pointed one finger out, almost comically, like a cartoon character. “You should date Mark.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re both from Canada. It just makes sense. He gets lonely sometimes. I think it’ll be good. Will you come with me?” He talked with the speed of someone on drugs, but with none of the fatigue or lack of lust for life. In fact, he was what you would expect if you asked anyone in the world to picture someone bright and cheery.

You told yourself that was the only reason you said yes that day. Never could you have known how far your relationship would end up growing. Like the first seeds someone carelessly tosses to the dirt in the cold season, another person notices and starts to water here and then, it was only a matter of time before something bloomed come summer.

∞

“We’re going to be late.”

“Oh, relax.” Jungwoo scoffed, but you eyed his nervous hands, shaking and fumbling with everything, from the gear stick to the AC controls. Behind you, Mark’s voice called out. “Did you want me to-“

“No, Mark. It’s fine.” You shared a knowing glance with the Canadian boy in the back seat, and Jungwoo noticed. He coughed, smiling like he knew something everyone else didn’t. “Shut up.” You hissed. He giggled louder, now catching the attention of Mark’s brother behind the driver’s seat, his eyes warily leaving his phone for only a second or two. “What’s so funny?”

Jungwoo finally pulls back the gear shift, that engine now grumbling to life. “I just think _ is too nice and pretty to not have a date for Christmas.” Puppy dog eyes now on you, shirt hanging loosely on his body, he turned and tapped you on the chin playfully. You rolled your eyes, groaning. “Oh my god. Tell me why I even started talking to you that day?”

“You said you reminded me of a puppy.” He pouted, making a tiny, perhaps insignificant part of you beam with something warmer, deeper that just friendship. For the past month, Jungwoo and you had been on a casual texting basis. If by casual, you meant every day, multiple times a day. Turns out you both just had a lot to talk about, or were drawn to each other, or…well, you didn’t want to think about it too much. All you knew is that for the first time since you had arrived here, or honestly, in your entire life, you felt like yourself. And that was enough for you. More than enough.

Now here you guys were, talking about dates for Christmas.

“Can we go, guys? Seriously.” You nodded aggressively and swatted at Jungwoo to start the car, while Mark leaned over, tapping you on the shoulder. Your body swayed as Jungwoo started driving as if he hadn’t driven in ten years. “Jungwoo told me your lips are pretty.”

“Uhm, excuse me!” Jungwoo braked hard at the lights, making the two men in the backseat yelp, Mark now flown back with a resounding dull thump. “Oh my god. Forget making it on time. I’m not sure we’ll make it there alive.” Concerned murmurs filled the car, but Jungwoo kept his foot on the accelerator, pushing through. “Oh relax, guys. And also, you agreed with me, Mark!”

“Well,” You pressed your head against the seat, hoping to avoid a future concussion. “I am wearing Min-ah’s lipgloss, so, it’s all thanks to her.” You shared a smile with Jungwoo, him glancing at you for far too long for someone on a busy road. Mark’s brother raised his arm in frustration. “Jungwoo! Please. I want to be an idol, I want to live!” A loud honk kick-started the car again, narrowly missing the lights changing from yellow to red at the busy intersection.

“Oh, Jin-hyung! That means you could probably advertise the glosses, right?” He slunk back into his seat, muttering something like they’re both mad. “Well, like, after you pass, of course.”

“I’m not sure I will.” Everyone in the car started overlapping with words of affirmations and enthusiastic praises, even yourself. “You’re so great! And you’ve practiced, what, like ten times? And that’s just in front of us.”

“Yeah, Hyung.” Mark’s hands patted Jin-hyung’s knee. “You’re the best singer I know.”

Jin-hyung turned to face Mark swiftly. “Can you come in with me?”

“Um, wait-“

“Please? I’m gonna shit myself if I go in alone. Please?”

Jungwoo leant in towards you, and you immediately placed one hand on his shoulder, steadying him. “Easy, tiger. You know you have to stay in your seat to drive, right?”

His eyes not leaving the road, he asked, “What are they talking about?”

“Jin-hyung’s asking Mark if he can come in with him. I’m not sure if that’s allowed…” You trailed off, watching the building tower over you, drizzles of rain prickling the wide front window. “Wow. Is this it?”

Jungwoo nodded, his attention now on the brothers in the back seat as he tried to park the car. The atmosphere was noticeably intense now, and you also weren’t sure how to react. He coughed. “We’re here. You guys alright?”

“No. Shit, I can’t do it. I can’t.” Jin-hyung’s face was one of pure terror, face pale and clammy, pit stains now forming on his shirt despite the cold blasts of air from the AC. You and Jungwoo shared a glance, the first one that wasn’t silly, rolling your eyes or smirking. “Well, a-are you sure?”

He was quiet, and you noticed light reflecting off the rearview mirror, Mark looking down and biting his lip, face marked with intense concentration. The tension in the car was suddenly thick, like the way a bread knife runs through a block of cold butter, and you swallowed. Finally, Mark spoke. “Okay, Hyung. I’ll come in with you.”

You watched as Jin-young’s chest retreated as he breathed a sigh of relief, cheeks still flushed and red. He tried not to let this relief show, but his voice cracked as he spoke softly. “Thanks, Min-hyung.”

After the two left the car, it was just you and Jungwoo. And, for the first time since you guys had met, it was quiet, maybe even a little awkward. Your hands flew towards the controls of the car, trying to fill the time, only to be met with Jungwoo’s skin on the back of his hand. Wow, he felt so soft. “Oh, sorry. Do you listen to music? I mean, should we?” Retreating your hand slowly, you let your eyes travel to his face.

“Kiss me.”

“What?” You didn’t even register, even as you replied. He looked equally as shocked, staring back at you blankly as if someone else had said what he had said. He let one arm slump over the back of his seat, and your heart starting pounding, your throat clammy. “Jungwoo…”

“I don’t know why I said that, sorry.”

“Wait, do you…But you wanted…me and Mark…”

“I know!” He brought both his palms to his face, rubbing his eyes so hard until it felt like you were seeing stars. “I know. That was so stupid. I can’t believe that just happened.”

You were silent, your emotions rattling inside you noisily, threatening to blow your cover. Your mouth opened and closed a few times, until you stared at his doe eyes, his cheeks now flushed pink with embarrassment. You leaned over, closing your eyes at one point before your lips met, soft, plush, a mix of his morning Americano and the strawberry lipbalm from Min-ah. Pulling away, you were met with the tiny intricacies of his face, his scent, the feeling of his shirt under your palm. The cologne he was wearing tickled your sinuses. Normally you hated that smell, but today…

“Was that okay?” His breath caressed the thin skin on your face, and you nodded almost involuntarily. “Your cologne is a bit strong for me, though.”

“My what?”

“Sorry.” You had no idea why you were so unfiltered with him, thoughts running free from the confines of your brain and into the air. “It’s just…men’s cologne makes me sneeze.”

“Oh baby, you are so cute.” His voice deepened and it felt like someone just released a dozen hungry butterflies loose in your stomach, beautiful and urgent. He chuckled, pressing a kiss now to the sides of your lips. “You’re cute when you blush. So cute.”

The sound of the car door opening made you both jump, both pulling away in the process, backs now snug against your own seats. “How did it-“ you started.

“Min-hyung is going to be an idol!” Jin-hyung’s face was sweaty and warm, his eyes puffy and red possibly from crying, but he wore an unapologetic smile on his face, like this was what he wanted all along, and the relief was simply euphoric.

∞

You pulled your hand away from inside his, trying to rid the clammy feeling off your palms. “What’s wrong?”

“Just nervous.” Jungwoo towered over you, wearing one of those denim fleece jackets you loved so much over a white t-shirt you had gifted him 2 weeks ago. “You look so yummy in white, Woo.” You wanted to cringe at that your own voice reverberating through your skull, but you felt warm and nice instead, like you had just sipped hot chocolate in this freezing weather. He knocked his ankle against yours, playfully pushing you to the side, only to drag you back with his arm looped around yours. “I’m right here. It’s okay.”

“Okay.” You nodded, but anxiety still stirred inside you, making you sick. “Plus, we can always leave if you want.”

“_! Jungwoo-hyung!” Mark looked small in his oversized puffer jacket, waving one arm over his head enthusiastically. Beside him was Johnny Suh, a trainee friend of Mark’s from Chicago, master of sarcasm and dad jokes. Walking up towards the two men, Jungwoo’s arms slipped away from yours, and you playfully patted Johnny on the arm. “Hey, you.”

“Hey, gorgeous. Wait, are you and Jungwoo a thing now?” You half-smiled, shivering against the blast of cold air that pierced through your stockings. You felt warmth spreading on the small of your back, and Jungwoo’s voice behind you. “Yeah, man.”

“I got him that.” You pointed at Jungwoo’s shirt, and he pulled you closer to your side, squeezing your hip firmly. “Yeah. So you can stop flirting with her now.”

“Damn, so you went out with her only to stop me from flirting? Red flag.” He raised his eyebrows comically, and you laughed, but Jungwoo didn’t seem very amused, not to you. He smiled and nodded, but you immediately knew he was uncomfortable. His lips were pale but plump, and you fought the urge to kiss him, biting your own bottom lip in reflex.

When you went inside, you wriggled your shoulders, shaking off your coat. “Hey, baby, you okay? You’re not jealous, are you?” Your tone was teasing, but you watched him carefully, at the way he avoided eye contact with you as he searched for an empty space on the coat rack. “I’m fine.” He muttered, and you pressed your lips together, fighting a giggle. Probably your toxic trait but he was so cute when he was sulky and pouty that you didn’t know how anyone took him seriously. “Woo, please. Don’t lie.”

“Okay!” He still wasn’t looking at you, smiling and nodding at passersby’s as he spoke. “I don’t care that he flirts with you, I really don’t, I really really…”

“Yes, you do.” You rested your weight on one hip, crossing your arms across your chest to look up at him.

“No, I don’t! I trust you.” The warm flame you had burning inside you erupted, replacing that tiny flame of anxiety, filling you with a sense of security, of love. I trust you.

“But you said I’m the funniest man you met, yet you keep laughing at his jokes.”

It was your turn laugh noisily in response, so much so that Mark noticed and joined in from afar, probably already a little tipsy and sharing random anecdotes from his life that no one asked for. You brushed snow off your boyfriend’s shoulders, watching as his nose and cheeks flushed red from the cold. “Cute. You’re so cute.”

“Well, I know that, but am I funny? I don’t care if your exes were hot or whatever, but funny?”

“First of all, you know you’re my first serious relationship. And secondly, Johnny’s humour is different. It’s more flirty, on the spot. You, well, you’re awkward and cute funny, you know? Plus,” you leaned in, intentionally letting the lipgloss on your lips smudge on his sensitive skin behind his ear, “you’re the only one I wanna kiss so bad right now.”

“WOAH! Get a room, you too!” You pulled away, noticing that the red on his cheeks were deeper, spreading all over his face. His eyes stared back at you almost blankly, and you pecked his cheek. “After this, okay? You can have all of me.”

∞

Chest heaving, you shut your eyes, wanting to savour every moment that had passed. Your bare skin shone with a thin layer of sweat, legs tangled in his. You felt him brush up against your neck, his voice vibrating in your ears. “Was that okay?” He asked as if he already knew the answer, pressing his bare body closer to you. You answered by bringing your face closer to his, and he sighed. “You taste like watermelon today. Lemon yesterday, and then strawberry on Tuesday.”

“Jungwoo, this isn’t what I wanted you to say after we had sex for the first time.”

“Sorry.” His eyes were flickering shut. “But you taste really good. Like, everywhere.”

“That’s so cute and kind of nasty too.” You scrunched your nose, and he chuckled. You hiked one leg above his thigh, needing him again. “Can I?”

He kissed you, sucking your lips, making you moan audibly and the tension in your body release as you sunk down on his length. “O-oh.” You whimpered as he began to thrust slowly into you, pressing your hips tight against his. “Fuck, yes.”

Your boobs against his bare chest, arms wrapped around his broad shoulders, you kissed him deeply, not wanting to lose contact. He groaned, thrusts getting sloppier as you felt yourself reach your own high for the second time.

∞

Your butt was getting sore from sitting on the hard surface of the stairs for hours, but you didn’t care. You watched him hang out with his friends, making them laugh so hard you could hear them from metres away. You held the envelope tight in your shaky hands, suddenly nervous. What if he didn’t like it?

“Hey, _.” The stairs creaked as you looked up, watching Johnny’s figure shrouded by the faded light of dusk. You shuffled over as he sat next to you, resting his arms over his knees. He looked tired, only hints of his sarcastic self shining through here and there. “You here to see the missus?”

“Johnny.” You rolled your eyes, but your stomach churned as you realised his eyes were on the envelope in his hands. You snatched it away to hide under your jacket, but it was obviously too late. “What’s that? Is that for him?”

“Yeah.” You had no idea where this self-consciousness suddenly was coming from. You were so proud of it, even this morning as you were driving here. Johnny was silent, matching you as you both sat, letting the distant sounds of the boys yelling fill the space between you for a few moments. Finally, he spoke.

“He loves you.” You swallowed, suddenly feeling tears well up in your eyes. When was the last time anyone had loved you like that? “So don’t worry. He’ll like it.” He patted your shoulder, and with a few thundering steps, he was gone.

As you stood in front of Jungwoo again, the same nervousness brewing in your stomach, you tried to remember those words.

“What? Who loves me? What guy?” Jungwoo looked confused, genuinely frowning and holding your hands in his. You furrowed your eyebrows, slowly coming out of your thoughts. “What?”

“You just said, ‘he loves you’.”

“Oh, oh…I said that out loud?” You removed one hand to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “Look, I, had this entire monologue prepared, but, um, I’m just a bit nervous.”

“Why?” He caressed your face, and you heard some ooos and cheers come from the right of you. Jungwoo rolled his eyes. “Lee Donghyuck, if you don’t-“

You watched Haechan give you both over-enthusiastic thumbs up with his hands, and Jungwoo gently guided you off the stage, his hand flush on the small of your back. “Just relax, baby. It’s just me. You’re making me nervous. Is something wrong?”

“No, nothing like that.” You shook your head just as you whipped out the envelope and thrust it sideways. Your heart felt like it was bursting out of your chest, under all the layers you were wearing. You blurted out. “I kissed the pages. I kissed them after putting on the lip balms and glosses and lipsticks I wore when I kissed you and you told me I tasted good. I know! That’s the kind of thing that sounds cute in theory, but absolutely psychotic in real life. And I just-“

Jungwoo shut you up with a kiss, the envelope grazing your side as he held you tight with his other arm. Goosebumps ran up your limbs, despite all your layers. Pulling away, he rubbed his nose against yours, making you break out in a smile, despite how corny it was. “You’re probably thinking about how corny this all is. But I love it. I love this. And I love you.”

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Yesterday <- || -> Kinktober Masterlist

Day Twenty-Six: Gangbang w/ Johnny, Jaehyun, Jungwoo, Jeno, & Jaemin

Word Count: 11,401

**Sixsome, double-penetration, anal sex, blowjobs, overstimulation, sub-space (kinda), aftercare

Making choices was never your forte. If you had to choose between two options, it was a struggle.

Chocolate or vanilla soft serve ice cream? You would take a swirl.

Dinner or a movie? Both.

Cats or dogs? Definitely get one of each, or maybe a fox, which is kind of in between.

Team Edward or Team Jacob? You didn’t understand why she couldn’t just have both.

Settling on one option was just simply not something you were skilled at. And when you were faced with multiple love opportunities, that came with a whole new manner of stress over decision-making.

Being the sister of an NCT member meant that choosing a bias in your brother’s group was nearly impossible. The number of choices was simply overwhelming, and even after meeting them a few times, you’d narrowed down your choices for a favorite, but you couldn’t simply choose just one.

However, a few of them chose you as their favorite. Your brother begrudgingly admitted to you once on a phone call that Jungwoo was rather interested in you.

“He thinks you’re cute, and asks me about you all the time.” Your brother says, “Can you maybe just not flirt with the guys I work with?”

But you like Jungwoo. Maybe you flirted with him the last time you were around your brother and a few of his group members, but that’s just because Jungwoo was flirty too.

Well actually, to be fair, you had also flirted with about half of the members. They all liked you, you couldn’t seem to make it feel like a problem, though your brother treated it like one. It was just one guy with a crush. There was hardly even a chance anything could ever come of it.

Until about a week later.

“Literally what did you do last time I saw you” is the annoyed text you receive from your brother one afternoon. “Johnny was just asking me about you, like when you’re gonna be around again.”

You won’t tell him about all the flirting, you just tell him that you can’t help it if his members like hanging out with you more than they like him.

And it only gets worse from there. Each time you talk to your brother, either via message or video call or voice call, he mentions that at least one member has been talking about you. Occasionally a member pops in on the call to say hello.

It’s only actually somewhat of a problem, this inability of yours to choose a favorite, when your birthday rolls around. A wealthy friend of yours decides that you need to have an extravagant birthday party, and she books a private room at a popular club, loads the place with alcohol, and makes a list of exclusive VIPs allowed to attend your party. Your brother and every member of his group are invited, though you don’t actually expect all of them to show up, or any of them. But several of them do show up.

Your brother arrives first. Shortly after him, Jeno and Jaemin arrive together.

You’re reminded of Jeno’s attendance at fashion week in the way that he carries himself. They’re both dressed nicely.

Jaemin’s hair is a little messy, dyed back to black for now, matching his slim black button down and floral dress pants. Jeno’s hair is styled a little more, kept a warm shade of brown, and he’s wearing a deep orange velvet top that’s halfway unbuttoned, some dark pants, shiny shoes.

You find it difficult to pull your gaze away from Jeno’s exposed chest and collarbones, difficult as well to not focus on Jaemin’s bright smile. Jaemin slides his arm around your waist while he talks to you, Jeno stands on Jaemin’s other side, facing you, looking at you like he could eat you up.

This dress you’re wearing for your birthday party tonight is certainly much more revealing than anything they’ve ever seen you in before. It’s a black dress, the sides are entirely cut out, the front and back held together just by crisscrossing laces. Not that it’s anyone’s business, but there are no panties and no bra on under this dress, everything is held in place simply by how tightly this dress is bound to your body.

You’re still talking with both Jeno and Jaemin when more of your brother’s group members arrive.

Johnny, Jaehyun, and Jungwoo arrive together, pulling every eye in the club to them.

Jaehyun looks the definition of tall, dark, and handsome. Straight-legged black slacks, a tight black turtleneck sweater, his hair is black and slicked back with just a few strands hanging loose. He moves through the crowd like it’s water just parting around him, making way for him.

Johnny’s dressed in a shiny dark blue suit jacket over matching pants and a plain white tshirt. His dark silvery hair fall attractively to either side of his forehead with just a small section of it falling down in front of his eyes, though he brushes that away so he can better see you as their trio approaches you, flashing you a charming grin and a wink.

Your gaze last falls on Jungwoo as he stands in front of you. A semi-transparent black flowy top doesn’t do a whole lot to conceal the defined outline of his abs beneath, and the tight black leather pants he wears don’t leave a lot to the imagination either—there’s a bulge in the front, the shape of his ass in the back. And the way he’s looking at you, his gaze sweeping over you just as hungrily as yours has just passed over him, it feels like he has plans for the evening to make this birthday one for you to remember.

A few of the others show up too, but your choice has been made in terms of favorites. Johnny, Jaehyun, Jungwoo, Jeno, and Jaemin reign up there at the top of your list, and it’s clear to you as the night goes on that you’re something of a favorite of theirs too.

While the other members that arrive move around, mingling and drinking and dancing, flirting with other people in the club, those five stick pretty closely with you.

It’s difficult to be around them without just staring at them, particularly when you’ve had a few drinks in you. They’re all so handsome and stylish, looking like they’ve just walked out of a fashion catalogue.

Your brother disappeared at some point in the night, probably sick and tired of watching his group members fawning over you, but you’re glad he vanished (not that you don’t love your brother; you would gladly spend your birthday with him if it wasn’t in a club, if you weren’t hoping to get laid tonight, probably by one of the guys that he works with). He would so hate to witness what occurs throughout the rest of the night.

The first one to actually make a move is Jungwoo.

He finds you by the bathrooms as you’re squeezing out past the line that extends from the women’s restroom. His hand is gentle and warm on your lower back as he draws you in to whisper something in his ear. You’re tucked against his chest, a hand on his shoulder, leaning in to hear him better even though he’s speaking loudly and his lips brush your ear with every word.

You don’t entirely know what he says, only that he was telling you that you looked pretty, and he was really enjoying seeing you tonight. With his cologne intoxicating you, his heat surrounding you, and his lips against your ear, your heart flutters and you turn your head to brush a quick kiss against his lips.

Jungwoo eagerly kisses you again, right there in that hallway, in front of a line of people. There are a few hoots and whistles, a couple cat-calls.

You grab his hand and pull him away from there, dragging him out to the dance floor, losing yourselves somewhere in the middle as you pull Jungwoo back against you, kissing him again.

There’s no telling how long you make out with him out there in the crowd, your heart singing because yes! You’ve finally made your impossible choice, choosing Jungwoo tonight.

But after a while he communicates to you that he’s gonna go fetch some drinks for the two of you. You start to follow him through the crowd, his fingers loosely twisted with yours, but when you run into Jaehyun near the edge of the crowd, Jungwoo’s fingers slip away.

“Do you want a drink, Jaehyun?” Jungwoo asks, still edging away towards the bar. “I’ll be right back!” And he leaves you there with Jaehyun.

He looks down at you, all dark eyes and dark hair, dark wardrobe and looking very sexy in the whole ensemble. Shit, maybe you’re not so settled in your choice, because as you stand here burning under Jaehyun’s gaze, you realize that you would also very much like to be on your knees for him.

You’re a little drunk. That’s your excuse when you press yourself against Jaehyun, your fingers light against his jaw as you draw him down to kiss you too. Jaehyun smiles as he kisses you, his hand resting lightly at your elbow. Your other hand dips down over the front of his turtleneck sweater. You can feel his abs under your fingers, hidden under the tight material.

Jaehyun’s still kissing you and you’re still feeling him up over his clothes when Jungwoo returns with drinks for the three of you.

It’s only because Jungwoo grabs Jaehyun’s hand and pulls it away from your arm that either of you even notice him. Drinks forgotten, Jungwoo just looks pissed off, and he turns and walks away after looking at the two of you with your dazed and innocent expressions.

You return up to the private room after that, Jaehyun trailing behind you as you search for Jungwoo to apologize to. He’s sitting beside Jeno and Jaemin, tossing back the drinks that he’d purchased, ignoring how the two of them have their heads bowed together while they talk.

“I’ll talk to him,” Jaehyun explains as he steps around you. “I think I know what to say.”

You let him go make excuses or apologies or whatever to the other man, and you steer yourself over to the table piled with drinks and snacks and cake and gifts for you. You grab a drink, grab a snack, hide yourself in a corner near the table to inhale both of them. You take another drink when the first is empty, and you’ve just downed that one too when you notice someone watching you.

Johnny’s standing a few feet away, holding a slice of cake.

“You okay?” He asks. “Maybe take a minute between drinks.”

But you grab another from the edge of the table, and you’re about to throw that one back too, when Johnny is suddenly right there in front of you, his hand around your wrist.

“Slow down.” He takes the drink away, sitting it back down on the edge of the table. He briefly kisses your hand before he lays it back down on your lap. “It’s your birthday, why do you suddenly look so upset?”

Do you look upset? You just feel confused and worried. You don’t want Jungwoo to be upset with you because you do actually like him, but you’re confused because you like Jungwoo and you like Jaehyun, kissing them both was fantastic, but you also like Jeno and Jaemin. And Johnny. Having him right here in front of you, you want to kiss him too, but when you move forward to do just that, he lays a hand on your shoulder, holding you back.

“You’re definitely drunk. Aren’t you?” He teases, lightly pressing at your shoulder so you sit back fully in the chair. “You just said all of that out loud.”

Oh.

You frown a little.

“Those are some complicated feelings you’ve got in there.” Johnny smiles kindly, lifting his hand from your shoulder to tap a finger against the side of your head. “But you don’t have to make a choice tonight. We all like you too, but it’s not like anything has to happen right now. Just, maybe, eat a piece of cake. Sober up a little. Okay?”

His voice takes on a tender tone, his hand dropping back down to squeeze your shoulder carefully.

You accept the piece of cake that Johnny hands you, and if he thinks it’s weird that you eat it without utensils, just pinching off bites of the cake with your fingertips, Johnny doesn’t say anything. He just crouches there in front of you and watches you, laughing a little as you get a smudge of the frosting on your cheek.

Johnny leaves you only momentarily to get a napkin, a bottle of water, and something else for you to eat. When he returns, he sits on the floor in front of you, and there’s something about having him there with his hair tousled and his expression soft and a little sleepy, that you think you fall a little in love with.

The snacks and the water definitely help, and after a while you’re feeling a bit better. You still want to kiss Johnny, but to be fair, any time you’ve been around him sober you've wanted to do that too.

Johnny helps you back over to the table where the other four are sitting.

You feel like a little bit of a mess, still pretty tipsy and you’re pretty sure you have cake crumbs on the front of your dress. It’s not fair since they all still look so handsome and put together. Jungwoo doesn’t seem so pissed off now as he and Jaehyun are talking together. Jeno and Jaemin watch as Johnny helps you to sit down, sliding in right behind you.

You rest your head on your arms. “I think the night’s about over. I’ve had enough to drink, made a mistake or two.” You turn your head to look at Jungwoo. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, I’m just… confused and indecisive.”

“We can tell,” Jaemin says. “The way you’ve kept all of us hanging around you tonight, held on by strings of hinted promises.”

You pout at him. “I’m sorry. I like all of you. I just,” you sigh heavily, “I am terrible at making choices! Ask anyone! And the five of you are putting a very big choice on me, like what the fuck? It’s my birthday, I don’t want to have to choose. And I can’t choose anyway. You’re all hot, all nice, all just, like, fucking perfect.”

You think of the show The Bachelorette, and you feel like you’re in that same situation. Only this is less about entertainment and more about causing you internal strife.

Johnny laughs softly, draping his arms over your shoulders. “I told you that you don’t have to choose tonight.”

You shouldn’t have to choose at all, that’s what you really mean. You shouldn’t be facing a choice. To be faced with five incredible men who all want to be with you at the same time, that’s an impossible choice for anyone. And before tonight you thought you were just trying to choose a bias in your brother’s group, not necessarily a guy to share your bed with.

But they’re all looking at you right now.

“I think I should leave.” You stand up, doing your best to climb over Johnny to get out from the booth, but you stumble, and end up plopping yourself right down in his lap instead. His hands securely wrap around you, and you can feel his hands against your bare skin at your sides. Feeling startlingly sober all of a sudden, you stand up, brushing his hands away, actually freeing yourself from the booth now.

You spin around and look back at all of them. They’re still watching you, all five pairs of eyes on you alone.

“I can’t choose. That’s my answer. Also, I can’t actually sleep with any of you, my brother would kill me and any of you for that if he found out.”

“Then we just don’t let him find out,” Jaehyun says, and he leans forward, his elbows on the table. “But don’t pretend like you don’t want us just because your brother might not like it.”

Still, you’re going to leave. You can’t just walk out of this club toting along an idol, and not expect the news to spread everywhere and definitely get back to your brother. When you tell them as much, they all exchange looks. They know how true that is. Dating rumors start with a lot less evidence than having a club full of witnesses seeing you leaving together.

Jeno speaks up then. “Why don’t we all help you home? You can’t leave alone, it’s not safe this late at night. We can get you home safely, and if we go all together, then it won’t look weird.”

“Besides, I drove tonight.” Johnny stands up, and he’s towering over you, holding his hand out to you. “So I can get you, the boys, and all of your presents home safely, sweetheart.”

The party wraps up very quickly after that. You make a quick pass around the private room to thank the people in the room for coming, to show your wealthy friend that you really, truly appreciate her throwing this party for you. The guys take care of transporting the presents down to Johnny’s car, and then Jeno and Jaemin wait for you to walk you down to Johnny’s waiting car.

There are only five seats in the car, which isn’t exactly safe since there are six of you, but you fit just fine on Jaemin’s lap (with a seatbelt!), and Johnny’s a good driver. As soon as you’re all loaded into the car, he makes sure to let you know that he laid off the drinks a few hours ago so he’d be fine to drive, and you trust him.

That’s something you realize as soon as the car is in motion. You trust all five of these men. They’ve never done anything to show themselves untrustworthy. Your brother has only ever had great things to say about all of them. You trust them.

You don’t feel even remotely drunk anymore as Johnny drives through the streets, following Jaehyun’s phone’s GPS directions to the hotel you’re staying at for the weekend. It probably helps a little that Jaemin has got a finger slipped beneath one of the laces at the side of your dress, and the electric feeling beneath your skin of him actually touching you–a deeply intentional touch, too–has you feeling wired and awake.

Jeno’s touching you too from his spot in the middle of the backseat. His hand rests on your knee where it’s draped over Jaemin’s leg. Each bump in the road has you moving in Jaemin’s lap, and you would have to be entirely ignorant to miss the swell against your ass, to miss the soft sounds Jaemin tries to swallow down when Johnny hits a speed bump going a little too fast or when he takes a curve and you somewhat unintentionally grind down on Jaemin’s erection.

Jungwoo sits oblivious on the other side of the backseat, but Jeno is fully attuned to what’s happening between you and Jeno. His hand strokes up from your knee, fingers dancing up your inner thigh towards the edge of your dress. Your pussy heats at the thought of him just throwing all caution to the wind and slipping his hand up under your dress, discovering that you’re wearing nothing that even resembles panties, giving him clear access to touch you.

But he and Jaemin both keep their hands mildly respectful. Just the touches on your leg, and Jaemin’s fingers tugging and dipping beneath the laces at your sides.

When Johnny finally pulls into the parking garage of the hotel, backing cleanly into a spot, you reluctantly pull yourself off of Jaemin’s lap.

He’s the last to climb out of the vehicle, the first to lift a few of the gift bag birthday presents, holding them in front of him as you lead the way to the elevator that will carry the six of you and all of your presents up to the floor your room is on.

It’s really helpful to have all of them, because there are quite a lot of presents. It would have been impossible for you to carry them all by yourself, or it would have taken several trips up and down the elevator, but with all six of you, it takes only one trip.

They all file into your hotel room when you open the door. All of the presents are deposited beneath the window at the far end of the suite. And as they dawdle, as you notice Jaemin trying to keep his hands folded in front of his crotch, you make up your mind at last. Your choice is made.

You’re not going to choose one of them.

As Johnny starts to lead the way back to the door, sighing a little before saying that they should get going, you step in front of him. You lay a hand on his chest, stopping him.

You’re going to choose all five.

“What if you stayed?” You say, looking first at Johnny, and then at the others behind him. “All of you. You can, like, take turns or… something.”

Jaemin makes a choked noise. Johnny looks down at your hand on his chest, trailing his gaze along your arm, up to your face. He cocks an eyebrow at you, tilting his head a bit to the side as well.

“Are you asking for, what, a gangbang?”

You shrug. “If that’s what you want to call it. But I want all of you, I know that. You’re all here. Jaemin’s been ready to fuck me since I sat on his lap in the car. We might as well.”

“And what about your brother?” Jaehyun says. He moves over to sit down at the foot of the bed. “Thought you were worried about what he would think.”

“He doesn’t have to know about any of this.” You pull your hand away from Johnny’s chest, looking behind him. Jungwoo’s staring right at you, looking like he’s swallowed his tongue. Jeno’s looking at Jaemin already, grinning like this was somehow their plan all along, and Jaemin looks like he’s ready to just strip down and be with you.

“Good enough for me,” Jaehyun says, and he toes off his shoes, leaning back on his hands there at the edge of the bed. “I’m in.”

You smile, walking away from Johnny to carefully climb up into Jaehyun’s lap. You pick back up right where you left off earlier before Jungwoo had interrupted. Jaehyun kisses you smoothly, his hands sliding around to your ass.

“Alright then,” you hear Johnny say. There’s a soft jingling thud, like something hitting the surface of the desk the hotel provides. “If anyone doesn’t want to participate, there’s the keys. Go wait in the car.”

A moment later, there’s Johnny, fitting right up behind you. He reaches around, fingers gentle against your throat as he tips them up beneath your chin, stealing your lips from Jaehyun. Johnny leans around, turning your mouth to meet his. Jaehyun finds satisfaction with just kissing your throat in the meantime.

No one takes the keys from the desk. You’re still kissing Johnny when you feel the weight on the bed shifting again, and then Jungwoo’s voice asking, “How are we going to do this with all five of us?”

“Carefully,” Jaehyun answers, sliding his hands up under the edge of your dress, over your hips. “We’ll take turns.”

You moan, breaking the kiss with Johnny to look around at all five of the guys. “I want each of your to fuck me. That’s my birthday wish tonight. Even if it’s too much for me, I want you to keep going.” You don’t know how you’ll handle taking five cocks, but you want to do it all before the night is over.

Beside the bed, Jeno and Jaemin are already stripping their nice clothes off, and while Jaehyun returns to kissing your neck, you watch the other two men pulling their clothes off, revealing skin. You admire Jeno’s defined abs, the V of his hips being revealed as he drops his pants, and his cock swings down against his thigh. Jaemin has an equally dramatic reveal, losing the fitted black button down to reveal an impressive set of abs, and he makes direct eye contact with you as he slides his thumbs beneath the waistband of his fancy pants, pushing them down to show off his bold erection.

Jaehyun only protests slightly when you slip backwards off his lap, moving away from the three eldest men over to the two naked men waiting for you.

You kiss Jaemin first, his hands rising to cup your cheeks and pull you into him. Jaemin kisses you slowly, sensually, like he wants to remember this first kiss and savor it.

Jeno can hardly wait for his turn, already sliding his hands over you, one along your belly and the other over your lower back. He all but pulls you away from Jaemin, kissing you even while Jaemin’s fingers are still lingering on your cheeks. Jeno’s the opposite of Jaemin: kissing you impatiently, hungrily, prying a moan from you as he sucks at your tongue, as he slips his tongue into your mouth too.

You’re so caught up in their kisses, that you barely even register the sounds of the other men stripping behind you. Belt buckles hit the floor, clothes rustle, someone moans as they get a hand around their cock. Jeno kisses away from your mouth, along your jaw, down your throat. His hands on your belly and lower back move down as well until he’s touching your thigh, and much like you’d wanted just a short while ago in the car, Jeno touches you.

His fingers sneak up beneath the edge of your dress even as his lips leave your skin entirely, and Jeno sinks down to his knees.

“Can I kiss you down here?” He asks, fingering the edge of your dress. “Do you want it?”

Fuck, yes, you want it. You nod eagerly, pressing your fingers against the back of his head as Jeno lifts the bottom of your dress, pushing it up over your hips to reveal to all of the men in the room that you’re entirely bare beneath. No panties. Not even a single hair remains on your pussy, courtesy of an amazing waxer. Your pussy lips are perfectly smooth and soft when Jeno scoots forward just a little more to give you a kiss.

His first kiss lands over your clit, a small gasp leaving your mouth, but it’s nothing compared to a moment later when Jeno really tilts his head for the angle, and this time he kisses your pussy as he would kiss your lips. His tongue traces along your slit, dipping inside for a taste, and Jeno making out with your pussy is possibly one of the most incredible things you’ve experienced tonight.

Jaemin and Jungwoo both move to claim your lips at the same time. Jungwoo wins by a millisecond, capturing your lips, his bare chest bumping against your arm. Jaemin starts to complain, but he gives up when Jaehyun beckons him over to join him and Johnny on the bed, all three of them begin touching themselves to the sight of you getting eaten out by Jeno.

Jeno takes your leg, dragging your thigh up over his shoulder, giving him more space to fit in, creating a better angle. And it helps. His lips close around your clit, sucking gently in a way that has you gasping and breaking away from Jungwoo.

You loop an arm around Jungwoo’s shoulders so he’s supporting most of your weight as you roll your hips down against Jeno’s face.

Jungwoo watches you closely, his lips curling in delight as your face contorts with pleasure. One of his hands drifts across the front of your dress, rising up to your tits, finding your nipples pressing out hard against the fabric. His hands are big enough that Jungwoo manages to run his thumb delicately around one nipple while his middle finger reaches the other nipple to do the same.

You arch your chest into his gentle stimulation, rolling your hips constantly down against Jeno’s warm tongue and sweet lips.

It’s when Jeno’s fingers join his tongue that you lose control.

His fingers slide through your slick arousal, gathering it up as he presses first one and then two fingers inside you. He moves quickly, thrusting them inside you rapidly while flicking his tongue over your clit.

Your body feels like static when you cum, your pussy dripping down Jeno’s chin and cheeks, your body collapsing back into Jungwoo’s arms. Your legs are just noodles when Jeno pulls out from beneath you, wiping and licking at his lips and chin, his smile glistening in the lamplight as he stands.

“Thanks,” he says, leaning in to kiss you with your cum still on his lips.

“Stop hoarding her for yourself,” Jaehyun says from the bed.

Jeno backs away, grinning as he looks over at the others. You and Jungwoo look over too, finding Jaemin with his fingers tight around the base of his cock, Johnny rubbing at his chest while neglecting his erection, and Jaehyun’s fisting his cock with only the pink tip peeking out from between his fingers.

“God, I made the right choice,” you moan, stepping away from Jungwoo to climb onto the bed. You chose all of them, but now you don’t know where to actually start. You’re ready to get fucked, but who do you take first?

Jungwoo makes that choice, climbing onto the bed right behind you, he fits his body right behind yours. You can feel his cock against your thigh as he grinds against you, as his chest presses along your back, his arms coming down on either side of you. Jungwoo’s lips brush your shoulder, and softly he asks, “Can I watch you ride me, pretty girl?”

“Yes, Jungwoo,” you sigh. His lips travel from your shoulder along your neck, and you turn your head to give him better access. His hands slide around your body, pulling you upright against him as he straightens up into a kneeling position. You’re feeling breathless as he sucks at a sensitive spot. “Just, uh, untie the bows at the sides to get this off.”

“No, I wanna fuck you with it on.” Jungwoo slides his hands up the front, rucking it up on his way to touch your tits again. “I wanna see you come undone in your sexy little dress.”

One of the others murmurs their agreement, though you can’t see who it is. All there is right now is Jungwoo and his hands and his lips and his bare erection grinding against your ass now. He’s probably going to ruin this dress, you can already imagine the mess of sweat and pre-cum and cumstains that are going to be left on this fabric before the night is over. Maybe a good dry-cleaning will fix it, but somehow you doubt it.

You write off the loss in your head. If this all goes accordingly, ruining this dress will be worth it.

“I’m, uh, on birth control,” you announce to the room. You glance sideways at the other four. Johnny’s propped up against the headboard of this King size bed. Jaemin and Jeno sit at the foot of the bed, watching. Jaehyun sits more towards the middle of the bed, the closest of them to you and Jungwoo. His eyes are on your lips as you say, “So, are you all clean or does someone need to quickly go find some condoms?”

You don’t know how active any of them are in their sex lives, or how careful they are. You don’t know how often they get tested. All you know is that all five of them confirm to you right then that they’re clean, nothing to be transmitted if you take all five of their cocks raw.

Perfect.

Raw sex is your favorite. You’re a little bit of a cumslut, not that you’re going to start this off by telling them all that, but maybe they’ll figure it out.

Once Jungwoo is on his back beneath you, his hands at your hips tugging you down to straddle his lap, you feel excitement and nervousness flooding through you in equal parts. This is a big undertaking, this orgy you’ve signed yourself up for.

Jungwoo’s cock stands tall and hard as you line yourself up, his cock nudging against your pussy beneath your dress. His hands flutter, resting briefly on your hips, running down your thighs, briefly flying up to touch your tits, back down to your ass. He’s restless and eager, hips twitching off the mattress as you tease your wet pussy in light circles at the tip of his cock.

“Please,” Jungwoo moans, “Just take me in.”

You smile, dipping your hips, and at last sinking his tip into your warmth. You and Jungwoo moan in unison, and when you press both of your hands to his chest, your fingernails digging a little against his toned pecs, you drop your hips back, sliding his cock the rest of the way in. You settle down, fully seated on him.

You take a moment, adjusting to the full feeling of holding Jungwoo inside you, how he’s hitting so well just like this. A spark of heat is already lighting up in your belly. And when you begin to move a second later, using your hands on his chest and your knees pressed into the bed as leverage, you know this is going to be fucking amazing.

It’s like you press ‘start’.

Jaehyun moves to lie down adjacent to you, looking up at you as he runs his hand over his cock.

Jaemin rearranges too, moving higher up the bed to get a better look, kneeling there as he jerks off.

Jungwoo just lies back, looking up at you as you ride his cock. His fluttering hands still flutter restlessly, tugging at the laces along the sides of your dress as you rock your hips. The tight lacing begins to loosen, the material sliding a bit, and when his hands come up to your chest next, it doesn’t take much to have the top of your dress slipping to the side, exposing your breast for the first time tonight.

He fits his fingertips beneath the loose fabric on the other side of your chest as well, and he flicks his fingers over your sensitive nipples, pinching and rolling them, teasing as he lifts his hips up to meet your rocking hips.

You whine, moving your hips a little faster. It’s made even better when he uses the rest of his hand to cup and squeeze your tits, pressing them together beneath the cover of your dress.

Jungwoo starts to sit up, his lips parting and his tongue held out in a way you know he means to suck at your nipples. It’ll feel amazing, you know, but you’re not trying to cum again so early in this fun.

You press down at his shoulders, forcing Jungwoo back down flat.

You just moan, needy, rocking your hips down on his cock with a little desperation. Jungwoo, now denied your tit in his mouth, moves on from there by trailing his hands down your sides to your ass.

He flips the skirt of your dress up, exposing your ass to all of the others, and he squeezes your cheeks in his hands, massaging and parting them so the other four can see clearly your asshole and beneath that his cock disappearing into your pussy.

You lean over him, falling forward a bit from your sitting position on him.

Jaehyun moans, and a sideways glance at him shows he’s stopped touching himself for the moment. His cock is blushing brightly, tip glossy with precum.

Maybe you’ll take him next.

But for now, Jaemin moves again too. He moves from just kneeling to standing on the bed, his cock level with your mouth as he strikes himself. You watch a clear bead of precum spear from his slit, and you can’t help yourself.

Jaemin doesn’t make a sound as you lean in, tracing your tongue beneath the tip of his cock, scooping up that bead of nectar gently. He just watches in delight as you look up at him, as you open your mouth and kiss his tip.

You hold Jaemin’s gaze as you take him in deeper, as you start rocking your hips again on Jungwoo, rocking bobbing your head on Jaemin’s length.

But maybe you’re not as coordinated now because Jungwoo takes over. His hands on your ass hold tighter, moving you on his cock as he also thrusts off the bed into you.

You take Jaemin in deep, swallowing around him, and you can hear how loud and wet it sound as you gag a little around him when he begins to slowly fuck your throat.

Both Jaemin and Jungwoo take over control and you feel like a pretty little sexdoll between them.

Jungwoo’s hands return to your chest, pushing the fabric off the dress in over your tits so they’re both exposed for him to play with as he fucks your tight, warm pussy.

All you can do is whine and moan around Jaemin’s cock when Jungwoo sits up and at last gets his mouth on your tits.

You don’t understand his fascination with them, but clearly it’s something of a fetish or a kink for him, because it’s only a moment later that he’s pounding up into you, gasping and grunting your name against your tits as he rushes into his orgasm.

Your mouth falls away from Jaemin, gasping and moaning as Jungwoo cums inside you.

Jungwoo is still thrusting, and as you sit up on him again, your whole body is rocking with the movements. He empties his load deep inside you, pressing his cock in fully to the base as he settles, pulling you down on him when his hips come to rest down on the bed again.

He looks fulfilled, his eyes hazy a little as you look down at his face. You don’t expect Jungwoo to have the strength to do much else, but he surprises you a second later by flipping you over beneath him. Your hair spreads out across the pillow, the mattress now under your back as Jungwoo holds himself above you.

He just dips in to kiss you. A deep, thorough kiss that leaves you breathless when he ends it, pulling away from you entirely.

You look down the length of your body, finding that your dress looks fucked up, twisted around your body, flipped up to expose your pussy and abdomen. You have your legs bent up, knees in the air, and between the V shape of your thighs, you watch Jaehyun flip over onto his belly and crawl the short distance up the bed towards you.

His hands slide over your ass, up your thighs, back down to brush his thumbs along your pussy. “My turn?” He asks as he lifts himself up, leaving a kiss against one of your knees.

You hum softly, nodding, moving a hand down to meet his where it curves around your outer thigh.

Jaehyun doesn’t waste any more time than he must. He situated himself between your legs, and an instant later, he’s pressing in.

Your legs drape over his thighs, ankles knocking a little against his ass as Jaehyun spreads his legs open to slide even farther inside you.

Jaehyun is a man on a mission to cum.

He goes hard from the start, coordinated thrusts, certain rolls of his hips. He knows what he wants, and that’s to cum inside you. Jaehyun folds himself over you, his lips trail along your jaw, hands grasping at the front of your dress, at your sensitive tits that are constantly at threat of spilling out from beneath the dress.

When he kisses you, you feel like bursting. Jaehyun pours passion into the kiss, renewed energy into the way he’s fucking you. Half-formed whimpers leak from between your lips, and Jaehyun kisses them away as he presses you in half, folding your knees toward your chest.

Your dress is fully twisted now. One tit exposed. One of the laces on the sides is coming undone, you can feel the loose strings of the bow tickling over your hip with each of Jaehyun’s thrusts.

You barely even register that Jaemin is still kneeling at your side, struggling not to cum untouched to the sight of you gasping and moaning, tossing your head back against the pillow with a loud moan as Jaehyun hits just right inside you, as he keeps hitting that spot.

“Cum for me, baby,” Jaehyun moans. His hips snap forward, cock gliding over that spot of absolute perfection inside you. He lowers his lips to your cheek, murmuring your name before he repeats, “Cum for me.”

You obey.

Your head tips back against the pillow, chest arching off the bed as your orgasm powerfully rips through you. Your fingers twist against the sheets, against Jaehyun’s arms, finally diving against the softness of the pillow beneath your head, and you drag it up, hiding your face beneath it as you let out a loud moan when Jaehyun shifts the angle so he’s driving his cock only against the bundle of nerves inside you, shooting your pleasure level off the charts.

You’re not even coming down from your high yet when you feel a pair of lips on your chest, sucking at your exposed titty, tongue tracing around your nipple.

Jaehyun’s still fucking into you, breathy groans fall from his lips as he snaps his hips forward, the pace growing uneven and tighter as he approaches his orgasm, and the way that your pussy clenches around him and the way you roll your hips down to meet his thrusts carries him quickly there.

The lips on your tit don’t back away even as Jaehyun presses over top of you again, pinning the head of whichever boy is on your tit between Jaehyun’s chest and yours. You feel a moan rather than hear it, the sound vibrating against your breast. Jaehyun however is seemingly ignorant of the other man. He pushes the pillow away from your face, and his lips crash against yours; he kisses you as he floods your pussy, grinding into you slowly to make sure he gets it all out inside you, not wanting to waste a drop.

It’s only when Jaehyun eventually backs away, pulling out of you and leaving your body feeling simultaneously empty and cold, that you look down and recognize Jaemin’s head of black hair at your breast.

He slides a hand down, dipping fingers between your thighs, sliding one finger inside your sticky pussy.

He lifts his head from your tit. His hair is messy, ruffled up on one side. There’s a crease on his cheek from the laces of your dress. His lips are glossy with saliva. You pull him down into a kiss, moaning softly as Jaemin just fingers you.

“I can feel the hyungs,” he murmurs to you. “Can feel their cum. Do you like it messy, huh? Is that why you wanted us all bare?”

Once Jaemin has two fingers inside you, you can feel his fingers curling, moving like he’s trying to scoop up the cum of the older two men. You look over, searching across the bed.

Jungwoo’s nowhere to be seen, but Jaehyun’s sitting beside Johnny now, the two of them whispering to each other. Jeno’s moved a bit closer from the foot of the bed, his eyes fixed on Jaemin’s fingers and your pussy. When he catches you watching, Jeno bites his lip, his cock twitches untouched in his lap.

“Jaemin,” you moan, pressing your hand to his shoulder. “Fuck me.”

You’re looking at Jeno as you say it, and you watch the way it affects him. His cock gives another twitch of interest. His hand drifts to offer some relief to his cock.

Jaemin, to his credit, doesn’t hesitate to do exactly what you’ve asked.

His fingers come out of you creamy with the others’ cum, sticky and slick against your skin as he moves your leg. “I’m gonna make a mess of your pussy,” he vows, and then he’s pushing his cock into you.

You can already feel how he’s made an effort to make you a mess. He’s managed to scoop a decent amount of Jungwoo and Jaehyun’s cum towards your entrance, so as he thrusts in, you can feel the oozy lubricant of their cum.

Jaemin’s been worked up for so long that you don’t imagine he’s going to last too long. He’d been so hard in the car just from you bouncing a bit too much in his lap, and after the aborted blowjob, all of the touching himself to watching you with the others, you’re sure Jaemin’s ready to burst.

He fucks you hard and fast, each thrust accompanied by a gross (yet also disgustingly sexy) wet sound of the others’ cum being forced out and fucked back in. You can feel it dripping out of you, as well as being worked up by his cock, pushed back in.

You pull Jaemin down to kiss you, and this time there’s no one to steal you away from him. This time you linger in the kiss, sharing moans and gasps of pleasure with him, your bodies moving together as you each work each other into a frenzy, clinging to each other.

When Jaemin cums, adding to the mess, he doesn’t pull away for a little while, just continuing to kiss you and lazily, slowly press his cock into you. Even his slow movements work for you, and Jaemin Carrie’s you into another orgasm, his name falling in a stuttering gasp from your lips.

He smiles, pulling back just enough from kissing you to be able to watch your face as you go through it. And when you’re finished, heart still racing in your chest, he leans in to kiss you again softly.

Now, when Jaemin’s gone, you truly feel empty and cold, a little bit lost in this big bed without one of the men there with you.

It takes a moment before you find the strength to move, sitting up (cringing as you feel the messiness of the cum between your legs), and you look over at the other two.

Johnny laughs when he looks at your face. “Don’t pout, baby. Jeno and I will get to you. Don’t you need a break or something?”

You shake your head.

“God, does your brother know you’re such a slut?” Johnny teases. “He always makes you sound like you’re a perfect angel, the perfect child for your parents that does absolutely no wrong, would never step a toe out of line or step into something as inappropriate as letting five of his friends make you a cumdump like a cock-hungry whore.”

You don’t know what Johnny’s exact intentions are with his words, but if he means to turn you on by degrading you, it’s working.

“You’re such a slut, baby,” Johnny lifts himself up, moving around Jaehyun, so he can get closer to you. “Your little cunt is already dripping with cum, but you’re begging for more? Do you think you can take Jeno and I?”

“What, like, at the same time?” You ask.

Johnny pauses, staring you in the eye. It feels like it should be intimidating, but you just find it incredibly hot.

“Do you want us at the same time?” He asks, and this time his voice is a little softer, genuine curiosity. “Can you actually handle having us at the same time? You want Jeno in your cunny while I take your pretty ass? I’d be glad to do that, baby. The whole time you were riding Jungwoo I was watching your pretty little hole, wondering if you’ve ever had it played with before. But you’re not that dirty are you, baby? You’re probably not daring enough to have let someone play with your ass.”

“I have!” You insist, feeling suddenly small in front of Johnny, degraded and subjugated by him. But you like it.

You can tell that’s the answer he’s been waiting for.

Suddenly you’re on your back again, Johnny leaning over you. He’s so big, blocking out your view of the ceiling, his hand spanning your entire thigh as he parts your legs.

“No, wait,” you whine, embarrassed as he brushes his finger over the tight hole, smearing it with the cum leaking from your pussy. “I—I’m not prepped. I haven’t, you know, made sure it’s properly and totally clean.”

That in itself feels humiliating to admit. The five hottest men you know are trying to have sex with you, and here you are, telling them that you might have a dirty ass. Your face is hot with embarrassment, but Johnny just smiles and leans in.

“I don’t mind,” Johnny tells you, kissing your cheek delicately. And then in a quiet voice, so soft that the others can’t hear it, he says, “But if you’re really worried about it, I won’t. Seriously though, I don’t care if it’s not totally clean.”

That sends a fluttering heat into your chest and belly.

You’ve done anal before. It was strange at first, but good. Really good. And you know with what Johnny’s working with and his skill set, he’ll make sure it feels fantastic for you. You want it, but even with his reassurance, you’re still nervous about what he’ll find. But you nod.

“Okay, go ahead.”

Johnny kisses you on the mouth, and it’s like you forget everyone else in the room. He absorbs your awareness so that all you can think about is his tongue dipping against yours, the heat of his skin where it makes contact with yours, and the lubricated press of his fingertip against your asshole.

You zone out, admittedly, just sucked into a space where you can only think about Johnny’s lips on your skin, his tongue on your clit, the gentle touch and soothing way that he stretches your ass open for him. Your cheeks feel hot, tears in your eyes, but it’s not from pain and not from embarrassment even, it’s just all overwhelming and catching up with you, but you don’t want any of it to stop.

And then Jeno’s there. He takes your hand, holding it, gently stroking his thumb across your knuckles as he brushes your hair with his other hand. He murmurs softly to you, though the words pass in one ear and out the other. But it helps.

You cum on Johnny's tongue, riding the fingers he has buried in your ass.

You don’t find out, don’t know and don’t care anymore either, whether you were clean down there or if Johnny found anything embarrassing as he fingered you open. All you know is it feels good when he finally sits up, his fingers still buried inside you.

“Are you okay?” He asks.

You nod at him from where your head is tucked against Jeno’s shoulder. “I’m good. Ready for you.”

Johnny smirks, and he slaps his free hand down against the side of your ass. “Then you’d better sit your pretty pussy down on Jeno, baby.”

You think you’d rather have Johnny inside you first, but he seems to know what he’s doing, so you listen to him. You roll over, sliding over Jeno, who just smiles gently up at you, hands diving into your hair to pull you down to kiss him.

You feel Johnny’s hands on you, moving you and Jeno into position, holding Jeno’s cock just right as Johnny pushes your hips down. You slide right down, your pussy loose and wet with all the cum, you moan into the kiss, whining a little louder when Johnny smacks your ass and then slides his fingers right back inside your asshole.

It feels so much more now that you have Jeno in your pussy while Johnny does this. Everything feels tighter and more intense, but Johnny keeps going, working on loosening you up even more for him. You’re moaning endlessly into Jeno’s mouth bouncing on his cock with each of Johnny’s rough thrusts of his fingers.

You feel like you’re falling apart (in the best way) when Johnny finally pulls his fingers out and presses the tip of his cock against your entrance instead. But he doesn’t push in. He waits.

Jeno moans in frustration when you break the kiss, when you stop moving on his cock, but when you look back over your shoulder at Johnny (your gaze sweeping briefly over the other three, Jungwoo now returned from wherever he went) he’s smirking at you, the look ever-present.

He looks at you and you look at him.

“Well?” He says. “Aren’t you gonna ask nicely?”

“Johnny,” you moan.

He rocks his hips forward, gliding his cockhead right over your entrance, moving you as well on Jeno’s cock. “Ask nicely for it, baby. Tell me how badly you want my big cock in your tight little ass. Tell me that you want Jeno to cum in your pussy like all the others while I claim your ass for mine alone.”

That does it.

“Fuck,” you moan, dropping your head so your forehead bumps against Jeno’s chin. “Johnny, fuck, please. Please just—“

You don’t even get the rest of the words out. He presses in, smooth and slow, stealing the breath right from your lungs.

Jeno goes still. His hands coming up to rest on your hips beside Johnny’s, both of them just holding you as Johnny presses in. It still feels very different, unusual. It’s been quite a while since you did anal, and back then you only did it a couple times with an ex who certainly hadn’t been as gentle or careful as Johnny was being. So unusual, in the way that having anything pushing into a place where things normally aren’t pushing into will be.

When Johnny bottoms out, he gives you a moment to adjust. Jeno’s hand runs up and down your back, he places kisses along your chin and jaw, the corner of your lips. You just breathe, doing your best to relax, to change the discomfort into something that feels good, but you know that change is only going to come once Johnny starts moving.

You move first, experimentally rocking your hips back. Once and then again, and then softly you whine, “Move. One of you.”

Johnny does. With his hands on your hips, he takes over, thrusting into you, moving you on Jeno as well.

The mattress shifts as one of the others comes closer, but your eyes are closed, you don’t see who it is that takes hold of your chin, turning your face to the side. You feel the brush of lips, and then his mouth is gone but his fingertips stay at your chin.

“Can you open up, baby?”

Jaehyun.

You open your mouth, open your eyes, looking up at him with his burning gaze full of lust. You’ve wanted to suck his cock all night, though you didn’t imagine it would be in this situation. But you won’t turn it down, you’re pleased to get to be stuffed completely full with cocks.

And that’s exactly what happens.

Jaehyun takes your mouth, his hand curling against the back of your head as he begins thrusting into your mouth, somehow coordinating his movements perfectly with Jeno and Johnny’s.

There’s never a single instant that you don’t have a cock buried inside you. Your mouth, your pussy, your ass. That discomfort fades away, replaced by pleasure and bliss as you slip back into that space of no thoughts, just lust, just taking what they give you like the cumslut cockwhore that Johnny had called you a short while before.

Jeno cums inside you first. You feel the burst of heat in your belly as he loses his control, filling you with cum for the fourth time tonight, and he licks and sucks at your throat and chest, his moans vibrating through you as he loses himself.

He doesn’t pull out, and he doesn’t get the chance either. He’s still hard inside you, your pussy pulsing around him with each deep thrust of Johnny in your ass, and when you cum from this constant stimulation on all sides, Jeno cums with you, his teeth at your collarbone.

That’s the last of your energy, expended in that orgasm.

It’s only Johnny’s hands on your hips, Jeno’s hands at your shoulders, and Jaehyun’s hands in your hair that keep you from collapsing.

It’s Jaehyun’s cock alone that prevents every room in this hotel from hearing you moaning as Johnny ducks your ass now. He doesn’t hold back, intent on chasing his own orgasm with brutal, deep thrusts that you can feel in your belly.

This is what you wanted tonight. It’s exactly what you were hoping for when you made that decision to have all of them in you tonight. You wanted this overwhelmed exhaustion, the feeling of being their sexdoll by the end, being a cum-covered and cock-drunk mess.

When Jaehyun pulls out of your mouth, his cock spraying cum across your cheek, you know that’s exactly how you probably look. Covered in saliva, dripping cum.

Now you collapse down against Jeno’s chest, your sticky cheek smushed against his chest, bouncing back on Johnny’s cock as he finally hits his climax.

You reach back, taking his hand, holding tightly as he cums in your ass. You want to lock your ankles behind his legs, hold him there inside you so you don’t have to feel empty again, but you don’t have the strength to do that.

You don’t have the strength to do much of anything except moan and whine as Johnny pulls out, as Jeno gently rolls you off of him onto your back beside him.

You can only moan in delight though when none of the three of them move away, when Jaemin and Jungwoo move closer again.

They’re all hard, even Johnny and Jaehyun who have just cum.

They’re calling you a cumslut, but all you can do to react is to smile, to open your mouth and hold out your tongue.

Jungwoo takes your mouth, straddling your head as he crushes pillows with his knees so he can sink his cock into your mouth.

The others just jerk off over you. Someone’s got their hand between your legs, rubbing your clit until you’re weakly cumming again. There’s cocks on your tits, rubbing over your belly, someone’s glides over your throat.

You can’t keep track of them anymore, sinking down into the warm place of pleasure where everything is just so good and blurry. You feel one of them slip his cock back inside your pussy, dipping down into your ass after a moment, another cumshot. Someone cums across your tits, another across your belly, Jungwoo cums halfway down your throat, pulling out to let the rest coat your lips and chin. Someone wraps your hands around his cock, and you can feel his cum shoot over your chest, dripping down between your fingers over your forearms.

The last one cums over your abdomen, cum dripping down over your clit to your pussy to join the mess leaking out of you.

You slump, absolutely exhausted, into the pillows. You turn your head to the side with a sigh, your eyes shut, and you could pass out right now. You still might.

But then you hear Johnny, like the leader of your fuckfest, say, “We should clean her up. Baby, can you hear me?” His voice sounds distant when he says your name, and then he taps your cheek with his fingers. “Are you okay?”

You moan softly, mumbling that you’re okay, though you’re not sure that the words make it all the way out.

You feel arms beneath you, scooping you up off the bed. You’re cradled against a chest, probably Johnny’s, as he walks you away from the bed.

It’s Johnny and Jaemin who strip you in the bathroom, peeling the ruin of your birthday dress off of you. It was almost entirely unlaced by this point, barely even on you. They’d all cum on skin instead of the dress, but that didn’t matter, it had cum and sweat on it regardless. It falls to the floor.

The two of them get you into the shower, Jaemin supporting you and whispering quiet words into your ear as Johnny gets the warm water running, as he helps wipe you down, rinsing away the cum and sweat.

Jeno joins after a few minutes, slipping in to steal some of the shower’s spray, taking his turn to support you while Jaemin rinses off. But Johnny is the one who takes the most care with you. He’s the one who sinks to his knees to clean up your pussy and your ass, who scrubs your skin clean. It’s Johnny who dismisses the younger two, telling them to go help Jaehyun and Jungwoo with changing the bedsheets.

Johnny finishes with shampooing your hair.

You don’t want to get out. You like this. This tenderness after all of that. The warmth of the water and his bare skin against all of your bare skin, the way that he wraps his arms around you and holds you there under the shower spray, letting you cling to him.

Johnny wraps you in a soft towel when the shower is over, he holds your hand as he leads you back out into the hotel room.

There’s a mound of sheets on the floor, stripped from the bed. It’s taking all four of the others to put new sheets on the bed, and you don’t even want to know what excuse was given to the front desk for why you needed an entirely new set of sheets, or what comments the poor laundry staff is going to have when they launder the cum-stiff sheets.

But once the bed is resheeted, you climb back in.

It’s late. Very late by this point. You’re absolutely exhausted, and all you want to do is fall asleep, to cuddle and be cuddled.

But all five of the men are once more back in their clothes, looking like untouchable, insanely attractive magazine models as they stand outside the bed.

“Are you not staying?” You ask as you look at each of them. Jungwoo is the only one that holds your gaze, and you’re reminded of his eyes earlier tonight, when you first saw him at the party. “Just gonna gangbang me and leave me?”

A few of them crack smiles at that.

“I don’t think we’re all gonna fit,” Jaehyun says.

That doesn’t matter, not really. (But it does, you just don’t want to believe it).

Jaehyun’s the first to come around the bed, leaning in to kiss you. “I had fun tonight. From start to finish. Happy birthday.”

It sounds like a goodbye, and when Jaehyun pulls away and walks straight for the door, you realize it is one. And Jaehyun can’t leave without Johnny.

Johnny climbs in, leaving you a lingering kiss. “I didn’t take anything too far tonight, did I?”

You shake your head. “No, I liked it. All of it.”

He kisses you again, murmuring a goodnight, a happy birthday, a goodbye, and then he’s gone. He grabs his keys off the desk, and follows Jaehyun toward the door.

When Jungwoo comes around to the side of the bed, you’re about to cry because are they all going to leave you in this big empty bed tonight? But he surprises you by slipping his pants off, pulling his shirt over his head, and sliding under the covers with you.

“I’ll stay,” he says, tucking an arm around you, drawing you into him.

“Jungwoo,” you sigh, pressing your cheek to his chest.

“We have a schedule tomorrow. Or, later, I guess.” Jeno says, knocking his hand against Jaemin’s arm. “We have to get back to the form.”

Jaemin nods, his eyes lingering on you and Jungwoo as he starts to follow Jeno away from the bed. You wish he would stay. You wish they all would, but you’re happy that Jungwoo is staying. It feels right to have him here. You started the night with him, so it feels perfect that you’re ending it with him.

The others call final goodbyes and goodnights and happy birthdays from the door. One of them shuts off the overhead light for you, leaving only the bedside lamp and the bathroom light on. You watch from your spot resting on Jungwoo’s chest as they file out one after the other. Then the door shuts and it’s just you and Jungwoo.

You sigh, closing your eyes, settling fully against Jungwoo. You can hear his heart beating solidly beneath your ear.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, so quietly that Jungwoo could ignore it.

But he doesn’t.

“For what?”

“You kissed me first tonight. We were having fun, just the two of us. And then I went and kissed Jaehyun and ruined everything.” You can’t lift your head from his chest, can’t dare to look him in the eye as you say, “It should’ve just been us tonight. I fucked up.”

“No,” Jungwoo lifts his head from the pillow, kissing the top of your head. “You didn’t fuck up. Yeah, I agree that kissing Jaehyun after you’d been kissing me and dancing with me was wrong, but I think it all worked out pretty well. That was fun and hot.”

You slowly lift your head, looking at Jungwoo’s face. He’s already looking at you, smiling.

“Do you mean it? You’re not mad?” You ask.

Jungwoo shakes his head. “I don’t think I’m actually allowed to be mad. I’ve known how indecisive you are. Your brother has told all of us that you can’t choose a favorite. I did briefly think earlier tonight, when you kissed me, that maybe you’d made a choice. But you’re not mine, I don’t own you or anything. It’s not something we talked about between our first kiss and the second or any of the kissing after that. I don’t have a right to be angry that you decided to kiss Jaehyun, it was upsetting in the moment, but I’m happy with the way that the night has gone. Like I said, it was hot.”

You stare at him for a moment longer. And then, “Where did you go earlier? In the middle of all of that, I looked over and you were gone.”

“I needed some time to process,” he admits. “But I’m fine.”

I like you, the words threaten to spill out right then as you gaze into Jungwoo’s eyes. You do like him a lot. He was the first of the members that you really met and liked, he was the first you started flirting with and the first to flirt back. He was the first to become a subject in phone calls with your brother, the first to interject himself into calls as well. It’s always been Jungwoo that was first.

But you don’t say any of that.

“I’m really glad you stayed, Jungwoo.” You bury your face against his chest again.

“I’m not going anywhere,” he promises.

You still don’t know if you’re ready to make a choice, but as Jungwoo leans over to flick off the bedside lamp, dousing the room into darkness, you think you might be one step closer to narrowing down your choices to this man right here.

Note/PSA: don’t do anal without lube, like they did here. This is a fic, it’s not a real example/accurate representation. You actually need lube, please, if you’re planning to have anal sex.

#nct smut #Jaehyun smut #Johnny smut #Jungwoo smut #jaemin smut #jeno smut #nct dream smut #nct 127 smut #nct #nct 127 #nct dream #Johnny #Jaehyun #Jungwoo #jeno #jaemin

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Obedient!Sub!Taeyong ✧ Bratty!Sub!Jungwoo ✧ Pervert!Sub!Mark ✧ Dom!F!Reader

WC—5.1 ✧ k

WARNING—three/foursome ✧ ambw ✧ semi-public sex (office) ✧ brief mxm ✧ voyeurism (m) ✧ pegging ✧ masturbation (m) ✧ slapping (face) ✧ light bondage ✧ light bdsm ✧ brief spanking ✧ light name-calling ✧ jealousy ✧ praise ✧ degradation ✧ mistress & mommy kink ✧ baby boy kink

THEMES—smut ✧ manager au

NOW PLAYING—Bad Boy ✧ Red Velvet

[A/N.] 누나 (nuna) = older sister, 형 (hyeong) = older brother

Old Nct dream version (Jeno, Jaemin, Renjun)

M.LISTS—nct 127 ✧ nct dream ✧ nct u ✧ superm ✧ latest updates ✧ read on wp

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Loud clangs of high heels echoed behind the door to the meeting room, breaking up the wild discussion the 127 boys just had on whether there's one butt or two. NCT 127 had gotten a new manager a few months back and the members had different reactions and had adapted differently to her but by now all of them had developed good work relationships with her with some of them having gotten closer to her. They had gotten close and comfortable enough to call her 누나 (after she told them she was ok with that) instead of using distancing terms they would use religiously with the previous shitty managers.

Taeyong felt very comfortable around her and how she led him and the team. Jungwoo found himself liking how she told him to be quiet when he started talking off track during meetings and times when she would speak sharply and order him around. Haechan absolutely loved her since she would take care of him and check in on his health from the very beginning of the job. Mark would always try his best to make her laugh (when appropriate) but, even after laughing for many months together, at the end of the day he was still awkward with her because that's just how he is.

____ had already made it clear that she puts her trust in everyone but she especially trusted Mark since he's been doing such a good job in like 50 groups and, as a result of her trust (expectation) in him, Mark felt pressured to never do anything wrong since he cared about her opinion weirdly much. But overall, the 127 guys were happy with the change — not just because they generally loved attention from not men — but because she gave different ideas and led them in a way that they felt comfortable and safe with her.

They turned their heads towards the sound and saw the door opening, "Good day, 누나," the nine men greeted her in harmony.

"It has been brought to my attention that a few of you boys have been acting rather inappropriately," ___ was quick to shut down whatever bullshit any of the boys had to say (she was irritated because of whatever had happened). Most of them were curious who she was talking about although most of them had a clue who. Others were a little intimidated by her dark tone although they knew they had done nothing wrong and that they weren't the ones that were going to get scolded at. Taeyong gulped and stared; he liked it when she was mad at them, scolded them — all of that. Haechan was just sitting comfortably, knowing he hadn't misbehaved or done a single mistake for a whole week (surprisingly). Mark had showed up to every practice on time, had killed when recording vocals with NCT 127 right after his one day and four hour break from his NCT DREAM comeback. Like always, he hadn't disappointed her. Jungwoo smirked, knowing what was going on and what was going to happen.

Everyone of them made mistakes sometimes, whether it was showing up late to practice for a whole week or being so late to an interview they had to get their makeup done in the car. Haechan and Jungwoo often misbehaved and knew the consequences of it. Actually, knowing what awaited them after behaving bad was why they did it in the first place. The biggest brats were 100% Haechan and Jungwoo. Sometimes Taeyong did small mistakes on purpose just for ____ to scold him. But he was mostly obedient and only chose to defy her when he was desperate for her attention (the attention that she always prioritized for the others). For the past month those three boys had gotten a taste of the consequences once a week. Every. Damn. Week. Except for one week when Haechan was feeling extra bad and got to taste it. Every. Damn. Day. Lucky him.

"Taeyong, you're the leader and you're supposed to set a good example for your members, right?" she stared at him sternly, giving him the chills.

"Yes, 누나," he answered looking innocent with his big eyes when he in reality was so excited.

"Yet you get dragged into troubles with Jungwoo instead of helping him correct himself," she spat.

"Yes, 누나."

"My office after this."

There it was. That sentence. The sentence he wanted to hear. She turned her attention away from Taeyong to Jungwoo, "You too, don't think I'm only gonna scold Taeyong because he's the leader. I didn't forget that you were involved too."

"Okay, 누나," Jungwoo smiled, excited for what was about to happen. Mark looked at Jungwoo a bit shocked. Why is he smiling? He like this? Why? Why does he and Taeyong like it when 누나 scolds them?

The members didn't know what they'd done but they assumed maybe dispatch had found them smoking or something.

"Haechan?" she said as she hadn't forgotten about him either.

"Yes, 누나," he answered with a cute tone and sent her an innocent smile, contrary to the thoughts clouding his head.

"Good job! You actually didn't act bad for once," she praised him with a tint of degradation — just how he liked it.

He kept eye contact with her and put his chin on his hands as an attempt to keep the innocent boy act, "Thank you, 누나."

Considering his nickname sometimes was Little Devil, he was very mischievous and not-so-much innocent. The fact that he didn't have anything to do with the misbehaving this time was mind-blowing to both her and the rest. But the fact that he had another plan in mind wouldn't be shocking to ____. But she would find out later.

"You guys — except for Taeyong and Jungwoo — can go to back to the dorms, I'm sorry you guys had to waste time here. Let this be a reminder that what one member does can affect the whole group. Anyway, have a nice day and see you tomorrow at six!" she waved them away.

Everyone except for the three left.

"Care to explain yourselves?" she asked the boys that were sat in front of her and crossed her arms.

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Mark was on his way to hide from SuperM or Dream or U schedules when he felt an arm around his waist. He turned his head to find a smiley Haechan. "How are you, 형?"

"Um, I'm good, but bored now because I was gonna watch Netflix with Jungwoo," he answered, oblivious to the younger's intentions with this not coincidental rendezvous.

"What if you don't need to be without him?"

The older's brows scrunched up in confusion, "Huh? What are you saying?"

"Have you ever wondered what happens in the office when Taeyong 형 or Jungwoo 형 or I have misbehaved?"

Now that Haechan mentioned it, Mark had never actually thought of that. He was too busy being an overworked angel that he hadn't even thought of why he was one. What could be so bad with misbehaving if they kept doing it?

"Here," the Little Devil said and extended out his hand, revealing a silver key.

"What's this?" the Little Angel questioned, eyeing the metallic object in front of him.

"It's the key to her office."

"And why do you have that?" Mark's mouth turned into an O, thinking the younger had taken it from her.

"She gave me this key since I visit her office so often," he beamed, threw it in the air and caught it as if the key were a symbol for luck. "She doesn't wanna bother bringing you guys into a small meetings every time I do something bad. So thoughtful."

Mark was shocked, "Do the other guys have keys too?"

The younger dramatically gasped and lightly hit the loser's shoulder, "No I only I have one," he whined.

He shook his head, "Here. Go and hide in the office and you'll see what goes on when 누나 takes us there."

The older stood still in a trance, not sure of what to do so the younger physically grabbed his hand and put the key in it.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I'm the only one who owns one of these and I don't like sharing!" Haechan said sassily and skipped away like a five-year-old.

Mark looked down at his palm. The key was shining. It was calling for him...and he chose to listen to its calls and follow the melody all the way to his favorite manager's office.

He started walking rapidly towards the place he'd only visited for normal reasons before. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this shit. But that didn't stop him from taking big steps towards the desired destination his curiosity had taken him to.

After dodging the attention of fellow members and trying not to stutter when greeting superior girl group members, he finally was standing in front of the shining wooden door, breath hitching. Fuck. Should I really do this?

"But 누나~" Taeyong's cute whining was heard from circa 30 meters away.

They were on their way to the office — and they were already so close! If Mark stayed in front of the door, he'd have to explain why he was there in the first place and if ____ caught a glimpse of the key in his hand she'd know what his true intentions were and never trust him the same way.

Therefore, he deemed the most logical solution to be to shove the key into the keyhole, turn it around, get in the office and hide fast. He closed the door and locked it after as he didn't want to leave a trace of his unplanned visit. He looked around the room and tried to find a decent hiding spot. There were no huge furnitures to hide behind like a true pervert so his only option was the most stupid and typical thing ever. Hide under a desk. It was like a ticket to hell.

"When am I gonna get my key, 누나?" Jungwoo whined loud enough to be heard from the other side of the closed door.

The sound of something hard being put into the hole alerted Mark that he didn't have much time left, having to choose between being caught and no longer being a Little Angel or decreasing the possibility of being caught and get info on why his best friends love being so bad.

He knew he had no other choice than to slide under the table and pray she wouldn't catch onto his not-so-angel-like act. They wouldn't be able to see him under there because of the wood covering the front. Hopefully ____ didn't choose to sit on the chair in front of it where she would see him, which is exactly where she normally would sit when Mark went to her office for a meeting...

"Yeah, 누나~ Haechan keeps bragging about his key~ It's unfair." Taeyong complained, whining like before but louder.

Click! And so, the door was unlocked. Mark felt his heart beating with each step he heard on the other side of the room. ____'s only response to the boys' complaints was one word: "Sit."

At that, Little Angel's heart dropped. Holy shi— But God decided to have mercy and save Mark from embarrassment for another time so instead of walking to the chair that was right by Mark, ____ walked to a big leather sofa that was in a corner on the other side of the room.

"Good boy, Taeyong," ____ said.

"Thank you, Mommy."

Mark's eyes grew bigger at that. Wait wha—

"Bitch, sit down," ____ said to Jungwoo.

Oh wow—

"Yes, Mommy," the boy did as he was told, taking a seat on the right side of her.

Mark blushed. How could they call her that word so normally, as if it were 누나 and not a kinky title? the innocent boy hiding under the table wondered. He was expecting her to scold them both for talking inappropriately with her. But instead, he heard a sentence that made his pants a bit tighter.

"Why have you boys been acting so naughty?"

Mark heard Taeyong apologize and say "I'm sorry, Mommy."

____ turned her gaze to the one she knew had started it all.

"Why did you touch yourself without Mommy's permission?"

Oh wow they are into some freaky shit, Mark thought, his breathing quickening.

"I wanted Mommy to touch me, but Mommy was busy," Jungwoo pouted.

"Then why did you make Taeyong touch you too?"

"Taeyongie wanted my cock."

Clap! Mark heard the sound of a high five.

____ had slapped Jungwoo (kinda lightly) across the face, "Use your manners."

"I'm sorry, Mommy," he looked her in the eyes.

"It's Mistress when you're being a brat," she corrected him.

Mark gulped.

"I'm sorry, Mistress," Jungwoo was turned on by the authority in her voice (he was such an easy slut).

Now Mark understood why Haechan acted bratty all the time. He just wanted her attention. The Little Angel didn't want to admit it, but he thought it was sexy. For the first time ever, he got the urge to do something bad so he could get in trouble with 누나 too. Or more like M-Mo... But he wasn't bold enough and he didn't know if he wanted to risk losing his reputation of being perfect either.

"Now can you explain why you two did this in the practice room? You could've gotten caught."

Jungwoo still kept strong eye contact, wanting to look like a brat, while Taeyong was looking at the floor ashamed.

"Imagine if Mark came in and saw you sucking Jungwoo's dick, Taeyongie."

Mark's ears perked up at hearing his name. Did he really come across as so innocent that he's used as the example of the worst possible person to witness a blowjob in a practice room? Damn. Wait omg does she think he's a vir—

"Or maybe you wanted something like that to happen," she continued.

Maybe the boys had a tingling feeling about seeing Mark non-pure for once. And he was always so obedient already surely he would be up for submitting to his partner right.

"He's too much of an angel to be here, Mommy," Taeyong said.

"Yeah, he is indeed a good boy."

His face faltered a little at her agreeing a little too enthusiastically, "But I'm a better boy though, right, Mommy?"

"Do good boys suck cock in practice rooms?"

"N-No, Mommy."

He felt the need to make himself look better for her.

"But Jungwoo is the bad boy!" he tried to defend himself.

"Yeah! I'm the bad boy who deserves a key!" Jungwoo agreed.

"So that's why you did it? To prove a point?" she started caressing his cheek gently this time.

"Mmm, yes, Mistress," he lowered his gaze, blushing at her tender touch.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you."

He did as said and looked her in the eyes. She slapped him. Not too hard, but hard enough to leave a slight sting. He moaned. Pain to him was like cats to a single lady.

"You wanted to be a bad boy for a key? Let's see if you're worthy of it."

He gulped. This was his chance. She turned her attention to Taeyong, who was getting impatient looking at them.

"And you, baby, did it because you wanted my attention or a key?"

"I wanted your attention, Mommy. But a key would be nice too," he answered honestly and pouted.

"You're getting spanked—"

A smile tugged at his lips at the victory.

"—by yourself."

The smile disappeared and was replaced with a frown. He held her hand.

"But, M-Mommy, aren't you supposed to do it?" he asked, not wanting to question her, but at the same time wanting to question his ridiculous punishment.

"Do you want to get punished or not?"

"Yes, I do, Mommy," he brought her hand to his lips and kissed it. Oh how he wished he was getting spanked by her instead.

She ignored his sweet gesture and turned her attention back to the boy on her right, "Take off your pants, Jungwoo."

No matter how many times _____ had seen him naked, Jungwoo always had a few seconds of nerves before she'd see him again. Said boy's cheeks reddened slightly, and his hands shakily went down to unbuckle his belt. Mark did the same. He blushed and unbuckled his pants quietly until his hand could fit in them. It wasn't his fault that he was feeling turned on and like a 'bad boy'. What day was it today? Saturday? OK he can't skip going to church tomorrow after this.

_____ started stroking Taeyong's thigh with one hand to give him some affection before she'd give all of it to Jungwoo. "Remember our safe word?"

"Yes," they answered as they were undressing.

"What is it?"

"Red."

"Correct. Good job, both of you."

She looked at Taeyong, "Get naked you too, baby."

Said boy quickly took off his over-sized shirt and threw his bucket hat across the room, making Mark flinch as it landed two meters away from him. Jungwoo had decided to wear tight jeans today and he was now regretting it. The jeans perfectly showed off his curves, but it was the wrong idea to wear them on a day like this when he wanted them off as fast as possible. While Jungwoo awkwardly struggled, Taeyong decided to take off his baggy pants together with his underwear in a split second, kicking them to the side so nobody could trip on them.

In an instant Taeyong was on her lap, butt naked. "Mommy, can you please, please, please spank me?" he pleaded prettily and folded his arms behind her neck.

The two were only a few centimeters away from touching noses. Her hands made their way to his soft butt. He hummed in content. "Please, Mommy," he looked her in the eyes.

She kneaded his ass slowly before slapping it loudly enough to send a wave of arousal to everybody in the room, including Mark. A short moan escaped his mouth at the harsh touch he fancied so much. Jungwoo was frustrated, he knew he was going to go to her office, yet he still decided to wear the damned jeans. He was supposed to be the centre of attention, not Taeyong.

Mark had started touching himself. He felt bad that it felt so good and didn't want to stop. He wondered if he wanted them to hear him misbehaving or if he wanted to remain as ____'s Little Angel but ultimately decided to go for the predictable route and just be quiet and never to be discovered as a pervert.

"Mommy, I want you so—" Taeyong whispered in her ear.

"Mistress, I'm ready for you," Jungwoo interrupted the attention thief as his annoying jeans were finally on the floor.

"Mommy~" the boy on her lap whined cutely.

"Get off, Babyboy," she ordered.

"But Mommy—"

"Now."

"Okay, Mommy," he groaned and, jealous, turned his head to Jungwoo.

Taeyong whined. The leather was cold against his ass, and he just wanted to sit or lay on Mommy's warm, soft lap and get spanked, was that too much to ask for?

Although Jungwoo had proved that he was a really bad boy already, he felt the need to try harder. "We don't need a condom," he said boldly.

"You're right, we don't need a condom. Ass up," ____ said.

Jungwoo's eyes got big, clearly not expecting that response. Without saying anything ____ got up and pulled off her clothes in front of him. She was wearing a strap-on (how the fuck it wasn't visible before was a mystery). He had never seen one in real life, so he didn't expect it to be that big.

"Ass up, Baby, or do I need to say it a third time?"

With a gulp he turned onto his covered abs and obeyed her.

"Go to the desk, Babyboy. I want to see you," she ordered Taeyong as her fingers teased Jungwoo's hole after she spat on it.

Taeyong obeyed, feeling sexy because she wanted to look him. Mark, on the other hand, was fucking panicking. He still hadn't cummed and he was afraid he would get caught. The desk was covered with a wall of wood on one side, so he wasn't afraid of being caught that way, instead he was afraid he'd get caught because of the sound of his wet dick.

Taeyong leaned against the desk and showed his hole off to Mommy. With an arched back he clenched and unclenched air for her. He wanted her to see how good he looked. He was smirking, knowing she was looking at him.

With confidence he spanked himself.

It didn't feel as good as when she did it, regardless he moaned. He wanted her to hear how sexy his moans were. The past times he had gotten spanked she had done it till he was tired and never given him a number of spanks he deserved, so he assumed that the same rule applied now when he was the one spanking himself. He kept on spanking himself and moaned after every one of them.

Taeyong hugged the armrest needily, wanting _____'s attention back.

"Mommy—"

"That's Mistress for you, brat," she quickly corrected him.

"Aren't you gonna punish me, Mistress?" he looked back at her.

She turned his head away from her and positioned herself behind him. He felt relieved that she was finally focusing on him and him only. Excitement filled his veins and his cock. It was so hard, wanting to be touched by her all week. He had even woken up hard this morning because of a dream he'd had about her. She positioned the tip of the strap by his entrance.

"Are you ready, Baby?" she asked him to make sure he was comfortable.

"Yes, Mistress. Just fuck me."

She didn't need to hear him say anything else to thrust into him. He whine long and loudly. His hole wasn't prepared for the big stretch but he wanted it rough; he wanted to be treated like the bad boy he had tried to be this week, and he wanted to be worthy of a key so she could fuck him every day like Haechan got the pleasure of. (a/n. we know that lube and prep is crucial but this is tumblr universe✌️)

Hearing how sensitive Jungwoo was made Mark go faster on his private part. ____ stayed inside to make him more accustomed to the strap since it was kind of big for a beginner, and she wasn't completely sadistic.

"Fuck me, Mistress," he whined into the armrest of the couch.

She went in deeper, and Jungwoo couldn't help but omit light moans he would be embarrassed to let out in front of Taeyong if he weren't so desperate for this punishment.

"Mommy!" Taeyong moaned out to try to get _____'s attention back. It worked. She looked at Taeyong, admiring his figure pretty butt and tattoos that decorated his skin.

"Mistress, fuck me h-harder," Jungwoo didn't want a second of her attention to be away from him. Fuck Taeyong. (Not literally tho) Her attention was back at the boy in front of her.

"Tell me when I get too rough, Baby."

And that was the only sentence she said before ramming his hole. Her thrusts were so powerful and left him open-mouthed. His eyes were closed, and his back was arched at the pleasure he'd never felt before. He really didn't want to moan and sound like a slut like Taeyong. But the new feeling inside was making it hard for him. She didn't go easy on him. His first time being pegged was going to be memorable and she was going to make sure of it.

"Oh God, Mistress," he whimpered, holding back a slutty moan that nearly escaped.

The sounds of skin-slapping and lewdness made Mark determined to hold back his orgasm until any of the others were going to so he could cum with them. Refraining from orgasming was what he thought would be the closest he'd ever get to being punished by ___. Oh shit he was not innocent at all.

Taeyong was shamefully moaning as he slapped his ass cheeks. His high-pitched moans were littering the air, but it was like music to Mommy, so he kept on moaning.

"Mistress," Jungwoo kept whimpering out over and over again.

"Don't be shy, Baby. I want to hear you," she encouraged him to let go and be free, aware that he was holding back.

"M-Mistress— Mmmhm." It was hard holding back everything when she was fucking into him mercilessly, so he let go and moaned loudly. That motivated her to go harder and to find his most sensitive part. She gripped his hips to the point where they would leave bruises. And he was more than happy about that. Taeyong wished he could be bruised by Mommy too.

"Mistress! Oh my—" he cried out.

She adjusted the strap in a different angle and felt him tense up. She had found the bundle of nerves she was searching for. His moans couldn't be held back. The loud moans made it harder for Mark to not cum. Who knew his Netflix binging partner had such pretty moans

_____ rammed Jungwoo in the same angle as fast as she could to make him scream her name. He arched his back deliciously, mouth agape. How could he not when he was being fucked so damn good? The way he moaned 'Mistress' sounded like a vulgar whine from cheap porn CDs that were popular in the '80s. Her name became a chant and pushed both of them closer to their brink. His hair was sticking to his forehead as beads of sweat were covering the rest of his body. She pushed his hair out of his face and kissed his neck soothingly.

"Do you want to cum, Baby?" she asked gently in his ear.

"Yes, please, Mommy," he whimpered back as an answer.

Mistress was her title when any one of her boys was being a brat, but right now it didn't matter; he was so fucked out he didn't even notice he started calling her Mommy instead of Mistress.

"Cum for me, Baby."

Jungwoo came with a lewd moan and made a mess on the now-warm couch and Mark came into his hand and bit his lower lip to prevent any dirty sound from exposing his presence. He was so happy to cum when he heard Mommy's permission although it was meant for Jungwoo and not him.

"Thank you, Mommy," Jungwoo breathed out and plopped on the armrest, exhausted. She placed many kisses on the side of his face, keeping the strap inside him for a little more. He whimpered as ______ emptied Jungwoo's ass, but quickly went back to resting after she massaged his cheeks for a little more.

"Mommy!"

______ looked back at the desk and saw how Taeyong was still spanking himself, almost crying. Babyboy's cheeks were red and hot because of it.

"You're such a good boy; so obedient. You can stop now, Baby," she praised him as she made her way to him.

"Only for you, Mommy," he said and turned around, placing his red butt on the edge as he leaned back with his hands.

"You deserve a reward, Babyboy."

"I want Mommy to tie me, please," he smiled.

"What a good boy wants he can get," she went back to the couch to get Jungwoo's belt.

Taeyong's eyes brightened up at the sight of it. He brought his hands out for her to tie. "Such a good boy, Taeyong," she praised him.

She tied his wrists together tightly with the belt. She knew how much he liked them tight since he once complained that she probably could fit in one finger between the tie and his wrist so she tied his hands tightly.

Normally Taeyong is not jealous at all as he's mature and very secure in his skin but since he was used to being such a good boy — or a bad boy who takes punishments well — he never thought any of the other guys were competition. But he noticed the way she talked about Mark was in such a different way and that made him a bit needier for her attention and praise than usual... which is why he said, "Better than Mark, right, Mommy?"

As Mark was calming down after his orgasm his focus was solely on what she'd say. He wanted, more than anything in that moment, to know if he really was her best boy. ______ giggled instead of answering Taeyong's question, making his smile falter a little at her non-answer while Mark's smile grew. In a few seconds, however, Taeyong's smile was back as he knew exactly how to prove he was a gooder boy than Mark.

"Mommy, since I sucked Jungwoo, can I get sucked off too?" he asked softly.

"Since you've been such a good boy, of course. Sit down, Babyboy."

That's when Taeyong dragged out the chair to the desk with his tied wrists, startling the Little Angel.

"I want to be sucked by Mark," he said as if Mark hadn't secretly been hiding under the desk all along.

Taeyong had known he was under there ever since the moment he moaned out 'Mommy' for the first time. How? He knew what Mark sounded like when he masturbated, he lived in the room next to his after all. ______ made her way around the desk and smirked, "Who do we have here?"

"I told you I'm Mommy's goodest boy," Taeyong said and leaned his head on her shoulder.

"누— 누나... I-I can explain—" he stuttered as he tried to think of a justification for his actions.

"How did you get in?"

He couldn't act like he was an angel anymore. "Uhm, Haechan gave me a key."

"Thank you for telling me. Tell him to come to my office after this."

Mark gulped and looked down at the ground.

"Can you suck me, please, Markie?"

Haechan indeed was a little devil and his plan worked. That was the quality a boy bad enough to be worthy of a key. Now Haechan would get the worst punishment.

Lucky him.

Come a little closer, bend over and make yourself shorter (ooh)

Don't pay attention to anything else

Focus on my voice )

—son seungwan & kim yerim; 2018

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thesingingrevolution · 6 months

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joy and jungwoo! 🤎

#WAAAAAAAAAAHHHH #my big sister and my bestie #we cheered #rv joy #nct jungwoo #🥹#tods #fashion

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mayaflowerxs · 2 years

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LESSON OF THE DAY

Synopsis: In his twenties and finally getting himself in a committed relationship means the lack of experience. And for being the best step sister you are, you help him get better by teaching him. A twisted way to have him wrapped around your finger.

Warning: SMUT . Stepbrother!Haechan x Stepsister!Reader. Cheating, swear word usage, manipulation, dumbification, jealousy, squirting, nonconsented recording, reader overall an antagonist, a hater and just not a good person. A slight Mean Girls reference ;)

Pairing: Haechan x reader

JUNGWOO

Masterlist: NCT AFFAIR SERIES

The spoon in your hand was gripped tightly. A large scowl on your face that you find impossible to cover up, eyes icy cold as you watch Haechan feed his girlfriend as if she isn’t capable of doing it herself. A scoff leaves your mouth as you manage to cover it up with a cough. Looking down at your food you continue eating. It’s not that your not happy for him, heck it’s a miracle the boy finally managed to get himself a girlfriend. The family worrying that with Haechan’s overly jokester side may result with him staying single forever and yet now that he’s finally here, with a girl by his side you really wished you’d go back in time to the times where you gave him hell for not being able to pull anyone. And now as the days go by you have no peace in your own house. Every damn day she’s here and her high pitched laugh makes your eyes roll once again, how you haven’t strained them yet is a mystery. You and Haechan don’t have the most solid relationship. I mean he’s a bit of a nerd. His friends have even created their own club because no other real clubs would accept them even though he claims they’re ‘too cool’ for the real deal. Hours constantly spent playing video games and binge watching anime. Reading whatever special edition comic book they purchased and spending all night on the phone squealing like little girls talking about their favorite part.

You were used to the boy that you constantly fought to get to the bathroom first. The one you bang on your wall to get him to shut the fuck up and the one you’ve encountered a few interesting run ins with. Several times you seen your step brother wearing little to no pieces of clothing. And while you, someone whose completely different from him. One who dares pretend you too aren’t ‘family’ because of how much of a loser he is, you have to admit he has a smoking body. One you tend to fantasize doing such vulgar things to you. Nights and nights spent locked in your room, hand down your shorts and eyes closed shut as your mind runs wild with the image of Haechan and his body. So maybe seeing him with a girlfriend is just ruining that for you. You no longer can see him as the dork who tries to prove to you that he can be considered hot. Trying to flex his arms and take cringy selfies. Now he’s Haechan, the guy with a girlfriend that can’t seem to stop sucking his face. She’s ruined him. Her disgusting lips on his, always finding a way to climb on his lap right as you enter the area. Pouting her lip injected lips to feed her and fake a baby voice to get him to do whatever she wants. He’s a loser yes but not a bitch.

And if he were to become a bitch. It certainly wouldn’t be with someone who has spent her daddy’s money to shove plastic in parts of her body that didn’t need them in the first place. And so when his girlfriend finally leaves and he comes back with a goofy looking grin on his face, you simply throw a pillow at his face to remove the idiot look off him. Without a word, retrieving yourself back to your room.

In college you’d expect it to be different from high school and in some cases yes. Thing is, the one thing that hasn’t changed yet is the status one has. Haechan is bunched with the geeks, nerds, and losers. Bottom of the list that is far from where you stand. Popular, rebellious, daring and witty. Many know you for many reasons. Good and bad and it’s why so many want to get a piece of you. To have the glory and say they got close with you. As ‘friends’ or hookups. You were seen as an ultimate trophy. And while you have a reputation to maintain, Haechan cared for no such thing. Partying? Nah. Getting high with friends on a random Tuesday? Nope. Shoplifting on a Thursday night? Nuh uh.

You don’t really understand where your mother and his father got the idea that you two would mix well. You two lived two completely different worlds, you always held some sort of resentment toward him. He was too good, too nice and too pure. You hated how caring he was. How forgiving he seems to be and it irritates the hell out of you. You practically see the bright white aura vibrating off him. But it’s also something you find endearing about him. A Friday night can end with you stumbling into the arms of said guy. Calling him in the middle of the night, pleading for him to give you a ride home and even though he told you the previous party it’d be his last time and with you promising that you wouldn’t get too drunk he still came to pick you up regardless. A hoodie over him, looking so soft and cuddly that has you craving him all over again. Wrapping your arms around him as you give his cheek a big smooch.

“Haechanie!” You squeal excitedly as you walk out the large house and into his arms. A small disappointed sigh comes from him but helps you stand regardless. “My feet hurt.” You pout, “Well you shouldn’t have worn heels and especially be out this late. Thought you promised no more.” Whining when he begins to nag, you nuzzle your face in his neck. “Carry me?” A thing you also know about the said boy is how difficult it is for him to say no. And at times like these, almost every attempt of yours end in your favor. Arm gripping behind your thighs, lifting you off the ground as he wraps your legs around your waist you try to ignore the throbbing feeling. Biting your lip as he makes his way back to his car. The lust was obviously building and the closer the proximity was the closer you just wanted to rip his clothes off him.

Coming home, Haechan managed to walk in without getting you two caught. House dark and quiet as he makes his way upstairs. You still cradled, arms secretly around his neck as your hot breath blows his skin. Chills that rises down his spine. Gulping as he tries to kick your door open and settle you down. You didn’t want to pull away, fuck you just wanted to beg him to take you right then and there. His messy fluffy hair and glasses propped on his nose was too much to you. How does the dork manage to get you so turned on? Taking off your heels and grabbing a wipe to take the makeup off. Pulling at the duvets to get you under but you whine, “Haechanie the dress.” Helping you get out of it, you lean in closer until your faces are only an inch apart. You hold back the smugness when you notice him gulp. Eyes going back and forth between your eyes and your lips. “Goodnight.” He quickly kisses your forehead and walks out. A bit confused that you didn’t give back a snappy remark at how soft he is. Something you always made it clear you hated.

You couldn’t take it anymore. Another fucking day with her here, hands gripped tight as she was practically grinding her ass on him. So ticked by her presence you made your way out of the living room and into the bathroom. Dialing a number you least expected, “Hello?” Lee Jeno, one of Haechan’s loser friends. Also apart of his dorky club, also a hacker. “It’s me y/n.” You say monotonously. “Oh! H-Hey y/n, I didn’t expect a call from you.” “Were you expecting any calls at all today?” Before he can stutter out another response you cut him off. “Listen I need a number, can you find it for me?” Hearing rustling from the other line, “Yeah sure! From who?” “The mother of Haechan’s girlfriend.” “Jenna’s mom? Why do you-“ “Jeno can you give it to me or not?” “N-No! No! I can, hold on just give me a second.”

A few minutes go by before another number was dialed. A few seconds later and the phone picked up. “Hello?” “Hey! Is this Jenna?” “No, Jenna isn’t here this is her mother. Who’s this?” “Oh! Well I’m Katie from Planned Parenthood, I was just calling to say that I have her test results. Please have her call at the earliest convenience, thank you!” Hanging up the call right after, you walk out the bathroom and back into the god forsaken living room in which didn’t take much for another phone call to happen. Eyes directly at the tv screen as Jenna answered, beginning to panic when she can’t seem to make her mother calm down. “I don’t understand? What are you talking about?” You can hear the shouting coming from the other line and with a proud smirk, you quickly wipe it off as she stands up abruptly. “I’m sorry I got to go, something’s come up. Sorry babe.” “Oh it’s okay! We can always hang out tomorrow-“

“Tomorrow? But Haechanie I thought you were going to come to my recital?” You say sadly, sad eyes as you stare into Haechan’s. “Oh that’s right I did say yes to that. I’m sorry Jenna, some other time?” Nodding her head, she grabs her things and goes to lean in for a kiss but you’re quick to stand up and ‘accidently’ knock into her. “Oops I’m sorry! Man I can be very clumsy.” “It’s okay.” She whispers, giving him one last goodbye as he walks her out. When the door finally closes you relax. Watching Haechan go back to the living room, you eye him. Hands to himself and pink cheeks. It’s obvious how inexperienced this boy is and how easily flustered he gets.

Going to sit next to him, you gain his attention immediately. “Hey.” He smiles warmly at you. “Are you a virgin?” His eyes widen at the sudden question, “What? Why would you ask such a question?” He laughs nervously. Face turning red with embarrassment. The little control you had quickly goes out the window as you climb onto his lap. Hands raised as he grows rigid. “Y/n! What are you doing?!” Cupping his face you lean in closer, “Have you ever wondered what it feels like to have your dick wrapped in a nice tight hole?” Gulping, he finds it hard to place his eyes at. Too embarrassed to look at you and too flustered to look below your face. And yet pathetically, his cock hardens at your naughty words. “Don’t say such things!” He tries to scold you. “Why?” “Because this is wrong- oh!” Tilting his head back as he feels you grind on him, face leaning down to peck kisses on his neck. Tiny hairs lifting at the touch. “My pussy’s throbbing for you baby.” Shaking his head, he sets his hand in your hips. Wanting to push your away and instead keeping you in place.

“We can’t do this y/n, we’re family now.” “We’ve never been family Haechan. Don’t act like you haven’t peaked through my door while I was in nothing but in a bralette and panties. Like you don’t fuck your pillow and whine my name.” Tsking, you take his hand and shove it down your shorts. A small groan escapes him as his fingers immediately gets covered in your slick. “My baby boy is all grown up, he’s got himself a pathetic girlfriend who’s obviously trying to take things further but you won’t. Tell me Haechanie, is it cuz you never been inside a cunt before?” Moaning he drops his head to rest on top of your breast and nods. Patting his soft hair, biting your lip as his large hand grips firmly on your hips. Loving the feeling of his hands, feeling yourself slowly go crazy for him.

“Poor baby so inexperienced, you want a lesson from me mhm? Want to learn how to fuck like a man?” Nodding his head pathetically he mumbles a soft please. “Can’t hear you.” “Please y/n. Please teach me.” Satisfied with his answer, you get off his lap. About to protest but he shuts himself off when you pull him by his collar. “Let’s go to your room baby, want the memory of finally becoming a man to stay in the bed you sleep in.” Haechan was painfully hard, pants tight for his comfort and it’s sad just how quick he fell under your trap. Eyes filled with nothing but a plead to fuck him senselessly. Pushing him back on the bed as you lock the door behind him. Climbing on top of him when you begin your assault on his neck. His breathing quickening as his chest heaved. Hands going back to holding onto you for dear life, eyes closed as he savors the feeling of your lips on his skin. Growing oblivious to you pulling out your phone and propping it on his nightstand. Camera app opened and facing you two in which you press play. A little gift you plan to make for his dearest Jenna.

“Touch me Haechan. Feel my breasts.” Guiding him up to cup your boobs , love seeing the hunger in his eyes. Love how captivated you have him. Taking your shirt off to give him a better view, push up bra working wonders for you. Giggling, you wipe the slight drool that falls out of his mouth. “So cute, all needy and drooling. You want me Haechanie?” Not trusting his voice he goes to nod but you have none of that. “No Hyuck, use your words. You want me?” “Want you so much.” He whimpers. Pecking his nose, you sit up and take off your bra. Letting your breasts fall freely, grabbing his hands to squeeze them. “Play with them baby, pinch my nipples feel how hard and sensitive they are for you.” He couldn’t help but arch his hips up. His hands felt great against your tits so great it’s sending shock waves to his dick. A rather loud moan emits from you from the unexpected thrust. “Fuck Haechan do that again.”

Obeying you he lifts his hips and he too lets out noises of pleasure. Biting his bottom lip to keep him quieter but a slight slap from you as you grip his cheek. “I wanna hear you Hyuck, be a good boy and be as loud as you can fucking get.” Taking off his shirt you lean in to start sucking large red hickies from his neck, not going lower until you find his soft spot he can’t stop taking large deep breathes. A red trail going down his chest, licking right above his waistline as you look up at him. Meeting contact with him as you proceed to undue his belt. Pulling his jeans back, a wet patch there that you can’t resist to lick. “Oh fuck!” He gasps at the sudden feeling. Head thrown back as his thrusts up again. “Hold my hair back baby while I suck every last drop out of you.” You tell him and go to pull down his briefs. His hard cock springing back to lay flat on his chest. Tip red and veiny, large and screaming to be touched. Feeling bad for the many years it’s only action it received was Haechan’s hand. Feeling his warm hands come to take a hold of your hair, gentle with it as he makes sure to hold every strand of it. Watching a few drops of precum ooze out of him, a hiss coming from him when you grab his dick, hips out of control as his legs begin to squeeze you in place. A smack to his thigh has him releasing his hold on you.

“Be good Haechan.” You tell him sternly as you lick his entire underside of his dick. A loud moan can be heard throughout the room, a proud smirk as you look over to the camera. Haechan in all his glory shown naked on his bed with his stepsister giving him head. Noises one never heard come from him. Dropping your saliva down on his tip as you use your hand to cover his entire eight inches wet. Veins getting more prominent and glistening by it. Tiny little feathery kisses planted on his tip, love teasing the shit out of him. Love seeing how far gone he’s getting. How loud you can make Haechan when it’s all just begun. Love how you are pleasuring Haechan and not her. You were going to take his virginity away and you will be showing Haechan no other woman is good enough for him. A silent promise that by the end of the night, Haechan will become yours and no one else’s.

“Please!” Haechan pleads as the teasing is getting too overwhelming. Tears begin to brim his sockets as he tries very hard to not hurt you by fisting his hand. “Fuck my throat Haechan.” “Don’t wanna hurt you.” He mumbles. “You wanna fuck like a man? Then satisfy your lady, and I say. Fuck. My. Throat.” Having no other self control, he fists your hair and begins to force his inches up your mouth. Beautiful grunts come out of him with how great your mouth felt wrapped around his cock. His hand can’t fucking compare to the warmth and wetness of your mouth. Your tongue licking his cock even when it’s brutally slamming the back of your throat. The feeling so great he’s nearing his release so soon. Feeling blessed having no reflex, you let Haechan fuck your throat until his body pleads no more. Eyes always on him and his face scrunching. Brows furrowing and Adam’s apple becoming prominent. Sweat beginning to form on his forehead, a sight heavenly to you. “Angel I’m close.” He whines. Going to pull out, you grip his hand and push it away. Gasping when you begin to bob your head, sucking your lips to tightening your lips around his large girth. Tongue flickering back and forth around his tip as your hand goes to work for the rest that can’t fit your small mouth.

Going so fast Haechan is left gripping the sheets tightly. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He chants like a mantra. Head thrown back as he feels himself pour his semen down your throat. Looking back down and falling in love with you swallowing every last drop. Licking his tip clean and opening your mouth to show him not a single drop was left. Kissing his lips, he kisses you back just as needy and with want. Growing more confident he wraps his arms around you. Pulling you closer as he shoves his tongue in your mouth. Feeling and tasting himself, large hands cupping your face as his thumbs caress your cheeks softly. When letting you pull away for air you feel sex driven like never before. You’ve never felt so much desire to fuck someone until now nor the thrill of foreplay. And yet currently in your step brothers bed, him lying obediently underneath you. You just want to fuck him all day and night, with absolutely no breaks.

But this is all a teaching lesson. Haechan can’t be experienced if he doesn’t learn and while you really just want to hop on his dick, you force yourself to be patient. “Lay back down baby.” Doing as he was told, he waits needily for your next decision. Surprised when you begin to crawl up to his face. “Wanna be good? It’s time you repay me baby, eat my pussy.” He froze, confused on what to do next and he doesn’t start working you up until he feels your hand pull him closer to you. Shocked by how well he was doing, a pro working his game as if he’s done it a million times before. Room getting louder and louder with the combination of your moans and the slurping sounds Haechan’s creating. Hands gripping you down firmly on top of his face, needier than ever and hungry for more of you. Never did he think he’d love pussy so much and now here he is going crazy for it. For you.

This wasn’t his ideal way of losing his virginity. He always wanted it to be special and for that he thought special meant romantic and soft and yet having you suffocating his face with your cunt couldn’t get anymore romantic for him. Sucking and nibbling has your thighs shaking, body screaming for the upcoming release. Mouth hanging wide as your head is thrown back. In pure bliss by his mouth working wonders. “So good!” You praise him, something you notice brings him great joy. Proven right when he begins to nuzzle his face closer, refusing to tilt his head back for a breather. Loud sucking noises are heard and your moans turn into slight screams. Hands gripping the bed frame tightly as your entire body jolts. Hips lifting off his face that he quickly pulls back down. Forcing you to take every inch of his tongue shoving its way up your hole. Walls clenching and the familiar euphoric feelings washing over you. So strong you begin to see spots. So much spots. Finally pulling away to breathe, Haechan still doesn’t stop his assault on your clit. Rubbing harsh circles to get you to cum again. The idea of squirting on his face fascinating him. And with scrunched brows, he rubs figure eights quicker and continues to lick until you couldn’t anymore.

“Baby no more - God!” Words cracking and short breathes squeaking you feel another strong build up and before you can fully process it, you’re climaxing all over his face. So wet it was underneath you. Pillow drenched and thighs covered in your essence and still Haechan took every drop gratefully. Cute puppy eyes looking up at you, silently asking if he did alright as if he didn’t just get done fucking the daylights out of you with just his tongue. Climbing off him, chest heaving as you lie on the bed on the opposite end of him. Desperate to try and catch your breath that you don’t predict Haechan’s sudden moves. Chucking the drenched pillow off the bed and wrap your legs around his waist, he leans down to suck dark hickies on your neck. A confidence you never seen in him. Taken you by surprised but still enticed by it. A hand lazily run through his now wet hair. Hips softly grinding into yours, a moan from both mouths when your sensitive genitals touch.

“Need you y/n.” He whines in your ear. Lifting his head to look you directly in the eyes. Not being able to contain himself and leans down to kiss your lips. Loving the taste of your lips, obsessed with every part of you he can’t seem to feign ignorance after today. Feeling the passion through his kisses, a loving attraction one that screams how whipped he is for you. Pupils dilated as his brown orbs showed softness. Vulnerable looking face that looks at you for reassurance and guidance. His touches so gentle and kisses holding lots of meaning, how on earth could you ever deny him?

“Fuck me Hyuck.”

He does it gladly.

“Oh ! My…f-fuck…” Haechan can’t seem to put words together as the feeling of your walls wrapping themselves around his girth. So sensitive he fears he won’t last as long as he hopes. Having to freeze and compose himself which you give him time. A hand caressing his cheek, legs spread wide for him to have as much space as he wishes. “Take your time- Shit!” You didn’t expect the sudden hard thrust into your core. Each one, another harder and faster thrust has his pelvis coming in contact with yours. Your arousal completly covering his entire dick. So wet you’re almost confident the neighbors could hear. You couldn’t control yourself, your moans keep getting louder the more your stepbrother pounds you. He knows your body so damn well in such a short time. Knows how to angle his hips to fuck the blissful feeling into you. Thighs smacking into his as his hands keep you firmly on the bed. Wanting to see your face contort into pleasure every time he plunges his cock into you. Needs to know he’s doing a good job in satisfying you.

His thrust begin to falter its pace. Sloppier and quicker as he begins to reach for his high, shaking his head as he keeps tensing. “Not coming until you do.” He says huskily, eyes drawn between your swollen cunt and his slick covered cock. How well you fit him even with how big he is, proud you took him so nicely . Like you were meant for him and only him. Leaning down to peck your forehead, even with his lustful eyes he still shows fondness for you. “My angel.” He mumbles as he begins to shake from the need to fuck his cum in you. An arm wraps behind his neck, “Cum with me baby.” You whisper to him, nodding he applies most of his weight on top of you. Arms hugging you closer to him as he rests his chin on your shoulder. Soft kisses trailing up to your neck as he keeps pounding into you, biting his lip when he is reaching his end.

“Fuck! Fuck!” He breathes out as ropes of his warm white cum shoots deep in you, a slight bulge forming in your abdomen of the tip of his dick. Releasing around his dick you feel yourself get full. When you thought it was over he continued shooting more cum into you, so much pent up he concludes. Looking down to seeing some oozing out of you. Groaning as he lazily fucks into you, a slight frown forms when he sees more of his cum is slipping out of you. Pulling out, he is quick to salvage some of it with his fingers and shove them inside you. Pecking your stomach in comfort when you let out a loud whine. Gripping the messy sheets, eyes forced shut and head laid flat on the bed. Trying your hardest to not fall into subspace.

Feeling arms wrap themselves around you, you are picked up and engulfed in Haechan’s warm embrace. Plump lips pecking your temple as he pushes back your hair from your face. “Did I do good?” He asks nervously. “So fucking good. My good boy.” You play with his hair, seeing a small twinkle. The cute adorable smile and dorkiness making its comeback to him. Cheek covered in tiny kisses from him, you lay in his chest happy you achieved your goal.

You haven’t sent the video yet. You felt it was too soon, you wanted to make sure Haechan was yours all the way and it seemed to be proven correct by the subtle touches and clinginess he shows. “I see you two are really getting along!” Your mother claps her hands happily as Haechan’s father smiles warmly. She wasn’t totally wrong. The days they aren’t home it’s spent with your back blown and Haechan close to losing his voice by how well you suck him. As the days go on it’s even gotten riskier. At night when the desires are high, you couldn’t give a damn that they were in the next room to Haechan’s. A hand covering his mouth as you bring a finger to your lips. Bouncing on his cock as the bed slightly rocks into the wall, his hands already gripping tightly and securely around your hips.

During the day when they’re downstairs doing god knows what while you’re too busy being railed by Haechan in the bathroom. A leg lifted as he fucks you up on the sink, large mirror giving you two a full view of the sins you two were continuously making. Even in the same room as them you two dared touch each other. A movie night that has you two sharing a blanket ends with him shoving his fingers in your cunt and you fisting your hand around his hard cock. Finger furiously teasing the tip. At school you two even ditch your friends to go have sex. Janitors closet, bathroom stall, empty classroom. You two were sex addicts for the other. Haechan can’t stay away from you he needs you all the time. He feels sad when he can’t hold you. Something as simple as hugging you is a necessity for him and so when his girlfriend comes around and she’s the one hogging him rather than you he can’t help but find it irritating. He wants you and only you. No woman not even his girlfriend who he thought the world of can compare anymore. He’s falling in love with you and he doesn’t know whether he should worry or not but when the day ends and he’s back in your arms he know longer cares.

And so when Saturday came, roughly awaken from his dream of you. A loud shouting coming from the front door, he isn’t as bothered for the reasoning behind it. An angry looking Jenna, phone in hand showing him the video you sent her. An hour and a half of you two fucking each other’s brains out. Eyes bloodshot and hot tears smearing her mascara, arms wrapping around his mid waist that he soon identifies them as yours. A prideful look on your face as you lay soft kisses on his bicep. You weren’t worried nor anxious. Sending her the video was just the confirmation that Haechan was now officially yours and no matter what she has to reprimand him of, he won’t care.

“How could you!”

A shrug from him, had him closing the door in her face. Turning around and smiling down at you. Both parents out on a five day business trip, five days to show each other some more how well you two mix. Five days to show you how much he loves you and five days to show him you indeed have him wrapped around your finger.

“I love you.” He plants a kiss to your lips.

“So much.”

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