THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS DO|P.Sh|pt.1
Pairing:bff!Sunghoon x virgin!fem!reader
Warning:Fingering,hand job, blowjob,unprotected sex,pet names
The following story contains smut,if you're uncomfortable or a minor scroll,thank you<3
A/n: i finally finished the ff y'all voted i hope you'll like it<3
"I'm about to cry," you sighed, standing up from the chair and throwing yourself on the bed where your best friend was comfortable laying there, with his phone.
you lay there for a few seconds until sunghoon's voice caught your attention "what happened?" he said in a dead tone, you looked at him shooking your head not wanting him to know why you were like this...it was embarrassing
"Why are you getting red," he said laughing, causing the redness on your cheeks to be more evident" Nothing...it's embarrassing" he looked at you raising an eyebrow and with his smile still printed on his face
"We know each other since kindergarten, I bet nothing could be more embarrassing than the Christmas dinner 5 years ago".
How did he dare to bring that up right now, "Not another world Park" you warned him, "Ok so are you going to say what happened or not? I won't judge you, really" he said looking at you with sincere eyes
You looked at him for a few seconds, contemplating if you could say it or not, "Ok I'll say it" you finally decided, your best friend back straight up, ready to listen to you, you took a big breathe"I'm a virgin" you let out waiting for a reaction from your best friend.
"This was the embarrassing thing you wanted to say?" his expression went from curious to disappointed and emphasizing the word "Embarrassing"
"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!" you squealed.
"Of course, I don't" he replied with a dead tone.
"No, you really don't understand! I met this boy and he want to have sex with me, but I never had sex with anyone, all my friends already did it and i'm the only one who's still a virgin,19 and a virgin, i'm ashamed!" you let out everything in one breath.
He was about to reply with a joke but stopped when he met your teary eyes, his expression softened, his cold hand taking your "You shouldn't be ashamed for something like this, it's completely normal,y/n"
You shook your head looking at your hands too embarrassed to make eye contact
"Do you want me to help?"
"Stop i'm being serious hoon," you said annoyed, thinking it was just one of the many flirty jokes he was used to doing.
"I am serious," he said firmly taking your chin, and looking at you, clearing his voice" Of course if you want to i'm not forcing you," he added smiling at you.
Your expression furrowed into a confused one, too many thoughts were going around your head
Does he like me?
Would this ruin our friendship?
Is he for real?
But while you were being lost in your mind, deciding on what to say, your lips already parted letting out a small "Yes".
The atmosphere became heavier,sunghoon's eyes looking for your assurance, your face dangerously close, and your breath mixing together, you nodded.
"Ok do you have 0 experience right?" you nodded, right now you were comfortably sitting on sunghoon's bed with your back against the header.
"you never masturbate either?" he asked, making you blush"Yes, I did it" you replied in a whisper, too embarrassed to say it out loud, you never talked about those things with no one, not even him
"Ok it's already something," he said, you were so amazed at how nonchalantly he was about this, you two looked like the opposite, you, red and with lowered gaze, meanwhile he was so calm and with a cold expression.
"I want to see what you can do" he spoke
you froze, this whole situation was awkward, but then you thought, "I was the one who said yes, and I really want to do it, how could he help me if I don't exit my comfort zone?"
your hands reached for your shorts taking them off with your panties, your finger making circles movements around your clit without moving on that spot.
Sunghoon's eyes glared at your movements and shooking his head in disapproval"No that's not how you do it" he stated taking your hand in his" you aren't a DJ" he chuckled, "Let me show you how you do it, stand up and lay your back on my chest" he demanded, making you gulped for the command
You obeyed, and now you were sitting in between sunghoon's legs, his hand took yours and guided it to your wet core "You never fingered yourself right?"
"well, yes but-"you stopped mid-sentence hearing a giggle from him
"Can you stop laughing at me?"
"I can't you're too cute" he let out biting his lips, did he just say you were cute???" Moving on-he cleared his voice-focus" your finger explored your cunt, touching your lips, your clit, and then stopped at your hole
"Ok now, slowly insert the finger" he whispered in your ear, you could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter.
Your finger slid in you, touching your walls, pressing them to go deeper, this was a new sensation, yes you fingered yourself before but you never cared to take your time to explore yourself better
light moans escaped your mouth when sunghoon inserted your second finger guiding them, going deeper into you, stretching your inside
"Hoon, fuck" you moaned, you were so sensitive, he knew all the right spots and his growing bulge under you wasn't helping
You spread your legs, even more, you could feel sunghoon's hand hitting your skin every time he guided your fingers in you, your head fell back meeting the boy's eyes looking at you in pure adoration
"H-hoon i'm coming fuck" you cried out cumming on your own fingers.
Sunghoon pulled your fingers out, letting you rest a few seconds to catch your breath while he stood up, taking off his pants and boxer
you widened your eyes seeing his full erect length, he was big, really big "do you want a photo?" he said with an irritating cocky smile on his face.
He sat on the edge of the bad, looking at you, "So now what?" you asked confused and lowkey excited,
"Show me how you'll please him", ok now was your turn to take the lead
your hands unsurely went towards his intimate part massaging it, your eyes looking for approval from him, the only answer you received was a moan, "Go faster" he groaned
You continued stroking him until you felt sunghoon's big hand placing on the back of your head making a messy ponytail and putting pressure until your nose was touching his wet tip
"Open your mouth, take it all," he said with a low voice, you took all of him in one go struggling with how big he was, "Just like this y/n" moans coming out of him as he helped you with your movements, You could feel his tip touching the back of your throat, tears formed at the side of your eyes, you moaned sending vibration to his dick wich twitched signaling he was about to cum
he stopped your movements laying you on your back, he pumped himself a few times before alienating his tip to your wet core
ok, this time has come, you were so nervous and sunghoon noticed it because he stopped and caressed your cheek "If you don't want i-" you interrupted him "No no I want to, really, i'm just scared" you said the last sentence in a whisper"But please I really want it" your cheek became red after you realized what you just said, he smiled at you "tell me if you want me to stop ok?" you nodded smiling at him
he slowly entered you waiting to let you adjust to his size, the pain was too much, you felt your walls stretched, tears rolling down your cheeks, "You're so tight" he moaned waiting for your command
"You can move," you said
he slowly thrust into you kissing your tears away"You're doing so well, little one" he praised you, trying to distract you from the pain.
The more he trusted in you the less pain you felt, and soon, you found yourself moaning and pushing your hips against him to feel him more, when he noticed you weren't feeling the pain anymore he speed up his movements making you arch your back from the pleasure
"just like that hoon, fuck me" your mind went blank, you were too dazed from the pleasure, you dug your nails into his back, moaning in his ear"Please, harder", at your statement sunghoon hungrily attacked your neck biting, and marking your sensitive skin
he thrust in you harder, making your eyes roll back, the room was filled with your moans and the sound of sunghoon's balls hitting your skin
"You're taking my dick so well for being the first time" he groaned in your hears hitting your spot
"Ah fuck sunghoon, i'm going to cum" you said feeling your stomach throbbing, "mmh yes cum for me angel" he mumbled against your boobs, his hot breath hitting your hard nipples
his thrust becoming irregular and sloppy signaling he was near too"Let's cum together baby," he said hitting your g spot once again
the both of you came together with a loud moan, he rested his forehead on yours, breathing heavily "Thank you" you let out
"That's what friends do".
@taglist:@mesopret @sunsunghoon @foxdaisy @sunghoons-hand @luvriniy @iiousim (tag list is open ask to be added<3)
ENHYPEN Reaction to you moaning when they slap your ass
Warnings: smut, established relationship, one night stand, spanking, vulgar language, alcohol consumption, shower sex, size kink, manhandling, dry humping, sunoo included, not yet proofread.
Heeseung had learned quite a bit about you in your 10 months of dating, one of those things being that you were incredibly hard to wake up, and you had a disobedient side. He had been trying to wake you up for the last hour, trying everything from opening the door so you could smell the breakfast cooking downstairs, to jumping on the bed, he even tried singing (that only lulled you back to sleep). You were going to miss your doctors appointment! Couldn’t you see he was trying to help you? He pulled the pan of eggs off the stove and sat it to the side, marching back up the stairs with the intention of literally dragging you out of the bed if he had to. “Y/n L/n, I’m not going to tell you again. Get—“ he paused, snatched the covers off of you, and cracked a hard slap on your panty-covered ass “UP!” You whined in surprise, hands immediately flying back to protect the stinging skin as you sleepily look back at your boyfriend who was even more surprised than you. “Did you just moan?” You snatched the cover out of his hand flopping back against the bed as you avoided his intense gaze. “no” you mumbled. Heeseung snickered, digging his knees into the bed as he slowly crawled over you, who had tucked your embarrassed face into his pillow. His body was situated over yours, his bulge pressed right up on your ass so you could feel his hardness. He leaned down next to your ear whispering lowly “lie again and see if you make it to that doctors appointment”
You had encountered him at a laid back Jazz club last night, bonded over shots of smooth brown liquor, and danced your way all the back to his apartment where he fucked you good, moving his hips just as he had at the club. When you woke up you recognized the shirt you were swimming in as the one he was wearing last night, your body completely free of the semen he so gracious spilled on your tummy last night, and a light lavender scent lingered on your skin. You must have dozed off after he fucked the life out of you and he must have cleaned you up. He’s handsome, he’s good at sex, and he’s the king of aftercare? You swing your legs over the bed and make your way downstairs, on your way to make sure you hadn’t slept with a married man, only to be met with a table set with cutlery and the delightful smell of pancakes. Jay looked up from the stove he was slaving over at the sound of your footsteps. “Hey” he gave you a dazzling smile, nodding at the chair he had pulled out for you. “I hope you’re hungry. Sit” you smile back at him, looking back at the wooden chair and biting your lip as you walked up behind him instead, wrapping your arms around him as you pressed your soft breasts against his bare, scratched up back. He sighed deeply, putting down the bowl of strawberries he was holding before turning around in your embrace and resting his hands on the small of your back. “Don’t do that unless you’re trying to get a round 3…or 4. How many times did we go at it last night?” He smirked as you ignored his warnings, and his hands trailed from your back to your ass, swiftly smacking his palm on the supple flesh and making you moan into his chest. He looked down at you with an eyebrow raised. “Sorry what was that?” He teased. “Jay” you whined bashfully and he laughed. “Okay fine, I’m done teasing you... Breakfast first, then we can go back to bed” and you both knew he wasn’t talking about sleeping.
You knew wearing a miniskirt to go see Jake was risky. He was just too damn cheeky. The pleated skirt you wore rested just under your ass cheeks, immediately catching his attention when you walked into the dorms. He scoffed at the way Sunghoon and Heeseung were ogling you, ushering you to the staircase to hide your fine self away from anyone who wasn’t him. He stared at your backside the entire time you walked up the stairs knowing you were purposely giving him an eyeful of what was under your skirt. His hand moved before he could stop himself, popping your ass harshly and nodding his head smugly at the way your hands flew back, to soothe the sore skin. “Jake” you moaned desperately and he took the chance to grab both of your wrists in his big hand, as though he had placed you under arrest. “Hush. Get your ass upstairs. Panties off, leave the skirt on, I’ll deal with you in a minute” he lead you the rest of the way to the bedroom, giving you a look that silently said “do what I asked” before going back downstairs to address the wandering eyes of his group mates.
“Sunghoon!” You huffed as he playfully backed you against the shower wall, getting all up in your personal space and pressing you to the cold tiles. “You have a whole corner why are you in mine? And you’re hogging all the water!” You complain trying to get around him so you can feel the hot stream of water you were enjoying a few seconds ago. “Aw baby, are you cold?” He pondered, mock innocence drawn across his face as he caged you in his arms, enjoying the way you fought his grip despite knowing he was much stronger than you. “You look so flustered…so fucking cute and small” you gulped nervously as you looked up at his sultry gaze, trying your best to ignore the hard cock poking between your legs. “Don’t worry love, I’ll give you something that’ll warm you from the inside out..” he picked you up, making you squeal as you wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. “You’re so mean” he said before landing a wet smack on your ass, watching the way your eyes snapped shut and your mouth fell open, a breathy moan echoing through the steamy bathroom. “I-I didn’t do anything!” You cried, when he spanked you again and he tilted his head at you. “Making me stay in my own corner when you know how hard it makes me to see your dripping, wet body? That’s more than mean, it’s evil”
“Y/n” Sunoo said in a warning tone as he once again moved your body off of him, pushing you back to your side of the hotel bed. “Sunoo please?” You whined desperately, rutting against his thigh as you hid your face in his neck. “I really need it this time” you say and he shakes his head sympathetically. “You really need it every time. I’m not fucking you in a hotel room when my members are right next door. You’re too loud baby. I’m sorry but you’re gonna have to wait until we get home” you literally felt like you could cry. You wouldn’t get to go home for another three days, and you had already been yearning for him for two days. You get on top of him again, your warm pussy pressing against his cock as you straddle him, hands resting on his chest as you grind yourself on his lap lewdly. Sunoo could feel his resolve and patience wearing away. He could also feel your cunt pulsing and throbbing through his thin joggers. He sighed in annoyance as he felt his dick twitch in his pants, lifting your nightgown to strike your bare ass. “Bad fucking girl. Didn’t I say no? You’re so spoiled” “Sunoo!” You sob, rubbing your ass while it stung from his harsh handling. He sighed, pushing the waistband of his pants down, his dick springing up, the tip red and leaking. “Ride it. And you better not stop before I cum or I swear to hell I’ll pull out and go to sleep”
A dark jungwon yandere pplzzzxx , i Begg youu
It can br the bully or Mafia anything but plzzz ☹️☹️
I decided to make him a mafia because why not🤨
The smell of pastries went inside your nose made you felt like in heaven. It's the usual thing you do in every morning as a worker at bakery. It's been a year since you started working here. The owner was an old woman and she is so kind to you and always gives you a bonus in every salary.
"Y/n, don't forget to eat breakfast, okay? I already made croissant and a cup of cappucino for you."
"Auntie, you don't need to."
"You deserve the best. Go eat and then you can start to work. I have appointment to go so take care of the shop, okay?"
She smiled at you before went out from the shop. The woman really treat you as her own daughter and you feel so grateful to meet a person like her. Every day, the bakery has many customers coming and you felt so proud and happy for it. Some of them are regular and also will bring a small gift for you.
However, this day is ruined when you heard a very loud shout from the front door. Some people got pushed away and everyone started to scream when there were shooting happening here and there.
A person or to be exact a man tall and broad man was smirking at you when he finally saw your face from the outside.
"How are you, darling? Or should I call you, my wife?"
Some customers gasped when they heard that. You started to feel anxious and cursed in your head.
How..how the fuck he can be at here?
How the hell Yang Jungwon found you here when you already make sure your identity changed to a new one.
"I'm- I'm sorry but who are you?"
"Cut the bullshit, baby. I'm not stupid. Do you think ran to other country and changed your identity can make me difficult to find you?"
You peeked at the customers who started to feel scared when Jungwon asked his men to stand among them.
"No. We were done already."
"You are still stubborn. Three years and still never change. Don't make me come there and force you."
You stood still at your place behind the counter. Some of the customers started to murmuring and some of them tried to contact police for help.
You startled at the gun sounds. People in the bakery started screaming when two of the customers who were the one that called police got shot and some of them even mad at you for causing this. Your body was shaking badly and tears has started falling down. Jungwon sighed and went straight to you and carry you without saying much.
"I told you to not try anything, y/n. You should know you could never run away from me."
Your legs lost its stablity and you fell down to the floor. You started sobbing and those who saw it only can felt sympathy to you.
It's been a week since you back with Jungwon. He made you stayed at a mansion that is far from city. There's no any connection and he didn't provide you a phone because he knew what will you do if you have one. Your legs also got chained to the bed so you can't move anywhere.
"I need to go out for a while for a meeting. Don't you dare to run."
"It's not like I can move."
"Good. If you want to go pee or bath, just ask the maid to bring you."
You let him kissed you before he went out from the room. You didn't do anything but just sit and stare at space. The maid also didn't disturb you and just leave your food beside you. You took a quick look when you found something small and shiny fell from their pocket and they didn't realise about it.
You noticed it was the key for the chain and you waited until they went out before taking it. You winced a bit when you tried to move your legs after days got chained.
Now, you need to run.
"You really like to taste my patience, aren't you?"
Jungwon said as he walked slowly to your body who was strapped to bed. Your mouth got muffled and tears falling down to your cheeks and neck.
Right before you can run far from the mansion, Jungwon already caught you because it such a coincidence you met him when he was on a way to home.
"Killing your family and friends is not enough to teach you, huh?"
He stared at you for a minute before brought a monitor that shows very familar face on it to you.
It was your boss who was sleeping with a man beside her holding a gun towards her head.
"Isn't the old woman is your boss? Who treat you really good like you are her own daughter. I can make her life gone only for a second, baby."
You started to scream and kicking air when you saw it. You were begging Jungwon to take out the cloth inside your mouth. The guy only smirked while doing it.
"Please! Please not her! Please don't kill her. I'm really sorry. Please Jungwon."
"But you are still stubborn. I need to teach you something."
"I- I will not! I'm really sorry. Please no. I will not run away again. I'm sorry!!"
"Bring the chainsaw."
You were confused at his sudden instruction. You started to scream histerically when the chainsaw machine put close on top of your legs.
"I don't want you to run again so we should get rid of these legs, right?"
"NO NO JUNGWON PLEASE NO! I DON'T WANT THIS PLEASE!!!"
"Just close your eyes, baby. This will hurt a little bit."
Your scream was the only thing that can be heard in the room before you lost conscious.
"Did you really cut her legs, Won?"
"Of course no. I stopped the machine when she passed out. The blade made small cut but nothing serious."
"You should be gentle."
"She's too stubborn so we need something to make sure she will listen."
He stared at you who were sleeping soundly with IV drip at your hand. The doctor said your body lacked of water and foods so he put the IV inside you.
"I will miss her working here. She is such a great worker."
"Don't worry grandma, I will help you find a new one. Also, you are already rich and old. No need to work."
"You brat! Let me do what I want. Take care of the y/n, okay?"
"Will do, goodbye."
Yes, the old woman aka your boss was Jungwon's grandmother. That's why she treated you with care and always make sure you are in healthy condition.
And that's also why Yang Jungwon can easily find you.
tbh, idk if this was dark for you🥲✋️ im sorry if this doesnt meet your expectation but i hope you enjoy it.
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[❀] ❝ enhypen as hogwarts students . ❞
jungwon was everything a student could be—prefect, captain of the quidditch team, currently rank two in his year. he was loved by students and professors alike—determined, passionate, a true leader. his only downside? his enemy, the slytherin who seems to only ditto him in their own house. of course, his academic rivalry is only a downside in everyone else’s minds. truly, jungwon views the rivalry as a challenge to improve himself—nothing more, nothing else.
heeseung never cared much for academics, yet he was smart enough to stay away from snape’s condescending eye. heeseung didn’t care about the quidditch team, yet he was the quidditch captain. heeseung didn’t seem to care about much at all—not even the rivalry between slytherin and gryffindor or the stereotypes about his house. he had a secured job, a life determined for him. he was comfortable in his present and future. simply, heeseung didn’t need to care about much. of course—this was in the eyes of the other students. normally, heeseung would agree that he had no reason to care about anything. but how can that be true if he had a secret significant other who seemed to draw attention wherever they went and raise anxiety within his heart? simply, it wasn’t true. he cared.
jay could be considered the opposite of heeseung—the perfect student, pure bloodline, and elegant mannerisms. he was dedicated, passionate, and smart—he was the face of the 7th years of slytherin. and as the most academic student of slytherin, of course he was head boy. apart from his passions, though, jay seemingly didn’t care for relationships. he went with the flow of the gryffindor rivalry, with the mischevious activities heeseung always participated in, and with all the opportunities that were rather forcefully handed to him. to him, he mattered the most. and he didn’t think that would change anytime soon.
jake was the cedric of his times—kind, loyal, strong, captain of quidditch. what couldn’t he do? he had everything he truly needed in life and still stayed humble. even to the headmaster, that is his greatest trait. he worked hard to beat the stereotypes against the hufflepuffs and refused to believe they were weak. of course, that’s also why he’d earned the title of the triwizard champion a year prior. yeah, to say the slytherins and gryffindors were surprised was an understatement. jake held strong virtues, and those same strong virtues led him to choose to be single for the past seven years. he didn’t think he’d meet someone who’d test them, though.
sunghoon was talented, handsome, and not necessarily the brightest but charismatic. he was annoying, sure. egotistical? definitely. of course, he had every reason to be egotistical. there wasn’t anyone in hogwarts—no, the wizarding universe—who hadn’t heard his name at least once. he was the best chaser hogwarts had seen in years, and he’d been interning with various quidditch teams within the league each summer since his second year. quidditch was his life. so, anything that shook his love for quidditch simply shook his life.
sunoo was dangerous. he wasn’t dangerous for his bubbly, kind, sarcastic, and studious nature. being a prefect didn’t affect his personality one bit. no, sunoo was dangerous for the amount of information he held on everyone. he seemed to have eyes and ears everywhere—he lived to hear the dramatic lives everyone in hogwarts seemed to have. secret relationships? he knew them. cheaters on a test? he knew them. and sunoo knew his information had value. so simply, he’d make a business out of them. might as well become the richest hogwarts student in the process, right?
riki was young, tall, smart, and most definitely annoying. he was the definition of a pretentious pure-blood—at least, that’s what everyone believed. he was mischevious, a prankster who’d never get caught even by professors like snape. riki was well off, of course. he tried not to hold the offensive viewpoints he’d grown up with, but there wasn’t much he could do. eyes were on him everywhere. one day, riki would think. one day, he could escape from those eyes and free himself from the stereotypes of a pure-blooded nishimura.
air dropping: love, at 305
+18 content read at your own discretion, please scroll if you’re uncomfortable with. [MDNI]
pairing: sim jaeyun x afab!reader
genre: smut, strangers to lovers
summary: bus rides after school to your house was something you hated, at least until today. Thanks to the cute guy who was sitting across you, the monotony of your boring life was about to end. All it took for him to airdrop you a cute selfie and boom, there you were, laying on your bed naked — with him in between your legs.
word count: 4.1k
warnings: dom!Jake, sub!reader, unprotected sex, making out, public nudity, praise kink, daddy kink, smacking kink, cream pie, breeding kink, pervy Jake, usage of pet names (princess, sweetheart etc.)
a/n: Hello hello my luvs, i hope everyone's doing okay and taking care of themselves <3 As an android user idk how this idea ring my bells 🤚🏼 but nevertheless, I would not doubt using any excuse to write pure filth for you guys 💖 as always, all types of feedback is highly appreciated whether it's a like, comment, ask or especially a reblog with cute tags so, please don't be shy to let me know 🥺! I hope you enjoy this, see you on the next fic, love you <3
🧷. . . back to masterlist
Roads, especially long roads, you hated them.
Nothing about them was ever fun to you, especially not if you were returning home from school with a bus. You really didn’t get the hype on romanticizing long ass boring drives but today, it sucked less, thanks to this cute guy that was sitting across you.
He had long silky hair, honey skin and a cute smile — making him look almost like a human form of golden retriever’s. He was probably the most handsome guy you’ve ever seen in real life, looking even better than those models on the runways. Ugh, you thought, he was probably a fuckboy — he had to be, since his aura was literally radiating intense sexual energy. You could sense that he was the wrong type of person to hook up with, yet you couldn’t take your eyes off of him, since you wanted to do exactly that.
Honestly, there was no way for a guy that looked like him to disappoint you in bed and you really — so desperately, needed something in your life that wasn’t a disappointment at this point, like some good dick.
It wasn’t very ethically propriate for you to have sexual fantasies about a guy you’ve just randomly saw in a bus maybe, but that wasn’t enough of a reason to stop you from zoning out doing just that.
Jake — the guy of topic, was not naive of course, noticing how you kept looking his way. If he were to speak the truth, he had to be one hell of a dumb guy to miss the obvious signs you were basically throwing at him about what exactly you had going on in that pretty head of yours.
Everything you did, from the way you were slyly trying to eye him up and down to the way you were boldly holding the eye contact with him, was screaming how much you wanted to fuck him and it was safe to say that he had the exact same thoughts going inside his mind.
He couldn’t lie, you were hot, sitting across him with your mini skirt that was no good to cover up the places that drew his attention. That’s right, you weren’t the only one that knew how to use their eyes, since he has basically glanced over every inch of your body already, enough to be able to imagine you fully naked. Just as he was staring at the outline of your boobs, something caught his eyes, the embroidery on the sight of your loose jacket — “y/n”.
That has to be her name, he thought, thinking how nice it would sound if he were to moan it right next to your ears as his dick was buried deep inside you.
Nope, there was no way he was gonna let this day end without him fucking you, cause he knew you were the only one that could solve his growing problem under his pants. So, he did what he had to and took the risks, in hopes of getting some of your pretty pussy.
He wasn’t much of a prayer but he was currently begging God for this plan to work as he quickly took a picture of himself on snap and added a cheesy line on it. He saved it to his gallery with shaky hands in a rush, tapping on the share button to airdrop it to you — hoping that you had your receivings on for everyone.
And bingo! There it was, your name on the first line of his screen.
He took a deep breath and tapped on your name, chewing his lower lip out of anxiety as he watched you carefully, wondering how you’d react.
“Fuck fuck fuck ..” he cursed out really lowly when he saw you picking your phone up, looking at it’s screen with a smile you tried to hide by teething your gorgeous lips.
He was really shameless for sending you a picture of him pouting with the low angle and if that wasn’t enough, he was brave enough to type “Your skirt looks so cute.” on it, adding the winking face emoji next to it as well. Tch, guess today was the day you were gonna dance with the devil, the devil named Jake — based on the name that popped on your screen.
Fuck, why did he have such a moanable name anyway?
The buzz of his phone inside his palms made him slightly flinch, which made you giggle since you were eyeing him to see if he was gonna get your notification. You sended back a picture just the way he did, copying his pose and captioning it “I have even cuter ones, if you’d wanna see.” before tapping on the send button.
The way his heart started to beat 10 times faster as he was reading what you wrote was an obvious sign of him loving the idea, making him nod continuously while he raised his head up from his phone to look at you. You were already facing his way with expecting eyes, gulping down nervously.
No but, what the fuck were you doing?
You literally just invited a guy that you didn’t even know to have sex in you place indirectly, how the fuck were you still conscious and how was these all not a dream? It didn’t matter to be fair, as long as you got your back blown by him — or front, directions didn’t really matter.
You could swear that you felt your uterus doing a flip inside your tummy once he mouthed “I would love to.” at you in response, brushing his long locks back with his pretty and veiny long fingers.
Amazing, you couldn’t wait to suck each and every one of them, have them deep inside your pussy and throat.
Thankfully you didn’t have to wait long, since you were gonna get down on the next stop and you were gonna take him with you — in approximately 5 minutes.
Jake watched you with a smile on his face for those five minutes, enjoying the fact that you didn’t even try to hide how much you couldn’t wait to take his cock. He was gonna have so much fun with you, he could definitely sense that.
You’ve never realized how long five minutes actually lasted, not until today. It was almost as if you were counting down mili seconds until you've finally arrived your dream destination and the bus final-fucking-ly stopped. You got up from your seat with the speed of a lightning, grabbing Jake by the wrist and dragging him out of the bus with you.
He was taken aback by your sudden act, trying to catch up with you as he let you drag him, keeping his quiet. The neighborhood felt somewhat familiar, maybe you two lived close, which would be a dream come true since he felt like one time wasn’t gonna be enough with you.
As much as he loved to watch the pretty view of the neighborhood you were living in, he had something even more gorgeous before his eyes — your bare legs, distracting him and making him isolated from everything besides you. Fuck, the walk to your house was taking too long, he had to feel you — he had to feel you right fucking now.
So he did what you did and grabbed your wrist firmly, starting to drag you to the nearest alley in his sight with fast steps. After making sure no one was around to watch, he pushed you against the wall of a random house and smashed his lips onto yours, moaning once he felt the contact of your skin.
The kiss felt so right, that it almost made him think that you were destined to take the bus together today, destined to meet with each other like this. The softness of your lips against his was just perfect, which drove him absolutely crazy as if he wasn’t acting out of his mind already.
He let out a small whine once you bit his lower lip, pulling away from the kiss with a pout on his face when he felt you pushing him away. You looked hot even when you were trying to catch your breath, the fact that your lips looked so swollen after a minor make out session aroused Jake even more than he already was.
“Not here ..” you panted, “.. at my place, we’re almost there.”
“Just one more kiss -”
“Shhh, no ..” you stopped him by pressing your index finger on his hungry lips, “.. 2 more minutes and you’ll get to do more than just kissing me, okay?”
“Fuck .. okay.”
What was two more minutes compared to a lifetime he spent without knowing about your existence, even? If he waited for nearly 20 years for the best sex in his life, he could wait for 2 more minutes, hopefully without cumming in his pants.
Shit y/n, he thought, what the fuck have you done to me?
Jake was in love, he was fucking in love with a totally strange girl who was currently busy riding the shit out of his dick, aka you.
You looked so good to say the least, grinding your hips on his in between bounces while you were on top of him. Your body looked even better than what he imagined in his mind; the way our skin was shining due to the thin layer of sweat, the way your boobs were pressed together, the way your swollen lips were parted only to moan his name — all of it was such a euphoric sight to see. He was fighting the urge to cum just to make this last longer, just to feel you a little longer like this.
Everything that happened from the moment that you two got out of the bus and came to your place was unclear, as if he was under the effect of some drug. The only thing that had a clear place in his head was the way your ass looked so pretty while you were walking before him and now that he got to see it fully uncovered, he felt like the luckiest guy alive.
“Fuck, that’s it baby ..” he threw his head back on the pillows, unable to stop himself from bucking up his hips underneath you. “.. ride me, just like that.” He moaned out rather loudly, losing his mind over the way your walls were clenching around him.
He reached his big hands to play with your clit, pressing small circles on your sensitive flesh as he kept his gaze on you. Your eyes were fluttered shut whilst a small whimper escaped your lips due to the feeling of his pretty fingers caused on your bud.
“Tch ..” he let out, noticing how dry your lips had gotten. How could he be so ignorant when you were taking such good care of him in your house and on your bed? This wasn’t gonna do, he had to show you just how thankful he was feeling.
So he wrapped one of his strong arms around your waist, pulling you down on him to meet his wet tongue with your lips. He kissed you hungrily, tilting your head to the side to gain better access inside your mouth. He could tell you liked it from the way you were moaning in his mouth, but that wasn’t the only thing he noticed. You were worn out, not a single drop of strength left in your body – not even enough for you to support yourself on top of him.
Cute, he thought, liking the effort you put on just to fuck yourself on his dick. What were you if not his dream girl?
“Are you close, sweetheart?” He asked, gently brushing his fingertips on the soft skin of your ass before landing a strong smack on the exact same spot, making you finch and clench around his dick on his lap.
“Fuck, do that again.” You moaned before attaching your lips back on his, giving him the return of the hungry kiss he had blessed you with earlier.
You felt him smirk into the kiss as he flipped you over with one swift move on your bed, making you lay on your back as he was standing in between your widely spread legs. Before you could open your mouth he held your ankles and placed your legs over his shoulders, leaving a soft peck on your skin.
“I said, are you close yet, sweetheart?” He repeated his question, landing another sharp smack on the previous spot. As soon as you felt the delicious sting on your ass, a wave of shivers washed over your whole body, making you clench around his length unconsciously, giving him exactly what he wanted once again.
“Aw, isn’t that daddy’s good girl?” He cooed at you, lifting your hips up from the bed to gain himself a better angle as he pulled his dick all the way out, only to push it back in with a deep thrust. “You’re gonna take my dick and cum for me too, right my angel?”
Shit, not the cute nicknames with that sweet tone, you thought, trying hard to control your raging praise kink. How did he know — how did he fucking know just exactly what you wanted and how you wannna be treated?
His hard thrust made it basically impossible for you to form any type of words, so you chose to node as response instead. You could feel his tip brushing over your g-spot with every slam and that was the best thing you’ve ever experienced in your whole life.
It wasn’t your first time or anything but it made you realize that you’ve never been fucked right before, not until today, not before Jake. He was fucking you so good, not too hard or not too soft – but just the way you needed.
You wanted to moan, you wanted to scream his name to let him see how great he was making you feel, but the pressure you felt inside your tummy due to his dick was making you choke on your words at every time you attempted to speak. So you gave up on that and instead reached to his hands – to his big palms that was holding your asscheeks to lift you up from the bed as he fucked the absolute shit out of you.
The way you were desperately trying to hold his hands with your small fingers melted his heart, making him break into a smile right there. He let go of your hips and instead leaned down on you with your legs still on his shoulders, stretching your hamstring muscles as much as he could until his face was inches away from yours.
“Oh, so you’re also flexible, huh?” He giggled, brushing the tip of his nose against yours. “Do I make you feel good, hm my angel?” He asked, his voice sounding as soft as silk while he was pushing the strands of hair that stuck to your forehead due to how sweaty you were from off your face.
“Mhm ..” you nodded, “..so, so good.”
He seemed satisfied with the response he got so he leaned in once again, to envelop your lips with his, this time for a soft – delicate kiss. It wasn’t like the previous ones, he was much more gentle, as if you were a glass that could get broken any minute.
Guess everything he did was more than enough to meet your touch deprived-self’s needs, cause just as you were under the influence of his sweet kisses, you felt the knot in your stomach unravel.
He could sense that you were about to cum any minute from the way your walls has been constantly contracting around his cock, making him give his full focus on not cumming, especially not cuming inside you — since he thought it would be inappropriate to ask, considering the fact that he was already surprised that you let him fuck your raw.
Not longer than two minutes, there you were, moaning sweet nothings into his ear as he tried to help you ride your high with his sloppy thrusts. You were clenching so fucking much that he couldn’t keep himself inside anymore, despite the fact that he wanted to do nothing more than staying there — inside your warmness for the rest of his life. So he tried to pull out but got stopped by you when you shouted “Stop!” and stung your nails on his back to get his attention.
He froze at his spot, still half inside of you, looking at you with a questioning face.
“Cum inside me, please.”
Oh fuck – were you for real? He could propose to you right now, right fucking now for saying that, you better not be playing.
“Are you sure -”
“For fuck’s sake just shut up and fill me up before I change my mind, I’m on the pill Jake, come on!” You yelled in one breath, feeling the back of your legs burn due to how much he was forcing you to stretch.
At least he was quick to obey, shooting the warm strings of his seeds down your tummy without wasting any time. Poor thing, you thought, he must have been holding back for a while.
As soon as he was finished he got off of you, thinking it must have been hard for you to stay in that position. He collapsed right next to you instead, turning to your side to watch your reaction, feeling nervous all of a sudden.
What if he wasn’t good enough? What if he hurt you while he was holding you in that position like that? Did he forced you too much — were his thrusts too hard?
“Holy crap ..”
The sound of your breathy voice next to him pulled him out of his anxiety trance, making him give his full attention on you — on the words that just fell from your mouth.
“Oh come on, you can’t be regretting this already, right?”
You chuckled — regretting? That was not even near to what you were feeling right now.
“Relax Jake ..” you turned to him, facing him the way he was doing. “ .. I don’t regret anything, nothing at all.”
“Then what was that reaction?”
“I just ..” you reached to his hair, playing with the silky waves of his soft locs. “.. I can’t believe I’ve done all of this with a stranger, that’s all.”
“All of this — you mean having sex and getting cream pied?” He asked in a smug tone, a cute smirk slowly forming on his face.
Jake, you little shit, you thought, wanting to slap that cute grin away from his face.
“Yeah, that’s what I meant, thank you.” You said sarcastically, letting him pull you closer to himself.
“Well, what if I said I wasn’t exactly a stranger?”
“What do you mean?”
“What I mean is ..” he pecked your lips, “.. I’m technically your neighbor, I just moved in next door, yesterday actually.”
No way, no fucking way this was possible. What were the chances — close to zero? He was lying, he had to be, but a part of you was praying that he wasn’t.
“Fuck off, that’s a lie.”
“No, thankfully, it is indeed the truth.”
You stopped for a second, to observe his face. He looked serious, pleasantly serious, but a part of you was desperately rejecting to believe his words.
“No, I’m not falling for this, I don’t believe you.” You said, trying to push him away, making him laugh out of frustration. Why the fuck were you not trusting him even?
“Fine, don’t believe me?” He let go of you as he got off of the bed, “Let me prove myself, then.” He huffed out, grabbing his pants from the floor. After a minute of him poking up the pockets of his pants, he finally found what he was looking for – the key to his new place, with the flat number engraved on its keychain, just like the one you had.
He sat back on the bed, right next to you with a victorious smile on his face, holding up the keychain that was attached to his keys right before your eyes. “Do you see what’s written on this y/n?” He asked with a sarcastic tone, “Do you see the number on it?”
“Fuck, 305 ..” you read out loud, “It says 305.”
“And what’s the number of this flat?”
“304 ..” you responded in a whispery tone, unable to believe that this was actually happening. “.. you weren’t lying?”
“I told you that I wasn’t -” his sentence got interrupted when you literally jumped on him, kissing every inch of his face with excitement. You didn’t know why the fuck were you so happy for but, the possibility of you seeing him again made you wanna get up and dance.
“I’m guessing that this means you’re happy about me being your new neighbor, huh princess?” He held you by your waist, making you sit on his lap properly — and by proper, I mean on his still hardened dick.
You nodded, brushing your fingers over the outline of his clavicle “Yeah, i am.”
“Does that mean I got a chance to be more than just a stranger, hm?”
Never in your life a question made your heart skip a beat, until now.
Jake was looking straight in your eyes, chewing on his bottom lip — a sign of him feeling nervous. Yep, you got that figured out about him, since he had the same look on his face while you were on the bus as he was airdropping you some of his randomly taken selfies.
“It depends..” you answered, wanting to tease him a little. What could you say? He looked too cute with his cute puppy-like eyes, waiting for you to give him an answer like that.
“On you giving me a house tour ..” you looked down, suddenly feeling too shy for the intense eye contact. “.. showing me the inside of your house — your bedroom, maybe.”
He took a deep breath, trying to hold back his laughter. If that was you asking for a second round at his place it definitely worked, cause fuck, he’d be more than happy to test his new bed with you.
“Are there any cameras at the hall outside?” He blurted out, biting back a smirk.
“Cameras?” You were taken aback by the sudden question, looking puzzled as you tried to figure out how this was related to your current topic. “I mean there is but, it got broken a month ago so it doesn’t work -”
You couldn’t finish your sentence due to Jake suddenly deciding to lift you up bridal style, making you yelp and almost fall as he did so.
“What the hell, Jake?!” You screamed, wrapping your arms around his neck as strong as you could.
He giggled at your reaction, leaning to peck you on the lips. He couldn’t lie and say he didn’t steal some glances from your bare titts that were pressed together, feeling his dick twitch against thin air.
He had to fuck you again and he had to do it now.
“You wanted me to show you around, no?” He asked, taking quick steps as he carried you out of your bedroom to the front door of your flat, without even bothering to grab a piece of clothing.
“Yes but - what are you doing?!”
“I’m taking you to my place ..” he grinned, “.. why waste time with clothes if no ones gonna be watching us?” he said, indicating the broken camera at the hall.
“And plus ..” he licked his lips playfully, “ .. what’s the point of putting them on when it’s only gonna take me a minute to rip them off of you once we’re at my bedroom, right sweetheart?”
He was such an annoying guy, yet he managed to turn it into something charming. Shit, you thought, he still had a point though.
“I hate you.” You whispered as he opened your front door with his elbow, revealing both of your naked bodies to the outside world. The camera may have been broken but if anyone were to step outside right now, there would be no way for either of you to explain what the hell was going on.
“I’d love to hear you repeat that ..” he closed the door shut, “ .. if you manage to talk of course, cause I’m gonna fuck you even harder on my bed ..” he leaned down on you face until his lips were touching yours — only to whisper just like you did, against your lips, “.. until you fucking pass out on my dick, princess.”
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FIRST CARESS: THE HIGH PRIESTS — s.jy & l.hs
PAIRINGS sub!priest!jake x succubus!dom!reader! x sub!priest!heeseung
IDOLS FEATURED ENHYPEN jay, jake, heeseung
SYNOPSIS For a succubus, purity is something to be ashamed of. People naturally lust and it's the very reason why demons like you have come to surface and now, you're about to show this town's priests' that no one can resist the temptation to sin.
GENRE smut with plot, supernatural, medieval au, demon au
WARNINGS explicit sexual content; non-con that turns into dub-con, threesome, dom/sub dynamics, corruption kink, oral sex, cock stepping, footjob, handjob, making, mouth/face fucking, both boys are under the influence
mocking/disregard for christian belief, sex with a demon, both boys slip in and out of consciousness
n. although this is a given, this fic is made under the impression to satisfy readers only. this is in no way shape or form a statement of what someone should do in real life nor do I support these kinds of actions (non-con) and I suggest that everyone reads all the warnings carefully.
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As a demon who feeds on humans' sexual desires, should innocence be something to be proud of?
Man would associate innocence with purity, while those who dwell into their lustful desires would be damned as tainted and therefore, shunned by society. Innocence is a bar that man themselves have set impossibly high, making it impossible for even the most devoted worshiper to reach. It seems as if even man have set themselves up to fail, and yet, despite this known unreachable standard, they pay no heed and continue to preach for someone perfect.
Supposedly, purity is the standard for both men and women— though it seems as if the rule is only strongly implemented towards the latter. They say that if you're pure, that means you are just, meaning you are closer to God on a spiritual level.
Over the course of numerous millenniums, man would continue to struggle to meet this ideal, not realizing that it isn't something that could be achieved. We're raised by our parents to be caring, kind, and untainted while they remain the opposite. It's quite the contrast, really. Those who have breaded due to their uncontainable want for intercourse, are those who set impending rules to keep their child from sinning. However, despite their best efforts to raise a child without blotches, the holy one above tests their fate relentlessly on end by sending them challenges, and you're one of them.
Having already reached your adult form as a succubus, otherwise a demon of sex and lust, ten years ago, you’ve gathered sufficient knowledge when it comes to the art of hunting down your prey. Some would argue that you’re a master at what you do; you know how to act, what draws them in, what they’re most tempted to do, and how much of them you can take in order for them to continue living and for you to quench your thirst. You don’t intend to kill them, but sometimes, it just can’t be helped when you're at the brink of death due to hunger.
It’s you over anyone else, and really, what’s so bad about having a fuckton of sex?
"God!" The boy beneath you screams out in pleasure when you bring yourself down ruthlessly, letting your cunt suck the whole length of his dick.
It almost makes you cackle at how ironic that word is when applied to your situation. You're a succubus, a demon who feeds on lust, yet here he is, screaming for God like you aren't giving him the time of his life. You want to slap the soul out of his body. How dare he preach for God when you're riding his dick better than any angel can? It's quite disrespectful if you're being honest, however, you choose not to say anything, knowing that if this town finds out you're anything but human, you're going to be tied up and beheaded.
It's been quite long since you've last conducted a feeding session, and your mana feels like it's getting drained and replenished with each strong bounce you make on his lap, along with the pleasure his dick feels rubbing against your g-spot. Usually, you'd have no problem doing everything, as it allows you to satisfy yourself without having to wait for your food to learn what you like, but with your mana drained, a light sheen of sweat is seeping against your skin. The boy doesn't mind though; if he's being honest, it makes you all the more hotter in his eyes.
"Aww, Jay," You coo while dragging your nails down his broad and sweaty chest in a teasing manner, sending the boy into a deeper frenzy as goosebumps rise on his olive skin as he watches streaks of red appear on his skin. "Too good?"
The said boy releases a whimper when he feels your pussy clench down on his whole length, prodding him to answer. "Yes, shit! You take me so well. "You're too good." He manages to blurt out before squeezing his eyes shut and his head falling back onto the mattress like he's lost all control over his body—which is true.
Never in Jay's life did he think that any girl could take his whole length inside their mound. Everyone always struggled to even get more than half of him in, and yet, here you are, doing the impossible. He met you at a sketchy alleyway on his way home from work selling fruits at the marketplace. Truthfully, it seemed as if you came out of nowhere because the moment his eyes turned to look elsewhere, your figure leaning against the concrete was there to greet him. He remembers the way his eyes just never seemed to stop raking over your body and how every curve and dip made him want more. It was as if he was being put into a trance because he just couldn't take his eyes off of you, completely ignoring his family that awaits him in their small, run-down cottage hidden in the woods.
Sooner or later, you approach him, making sure to jut your hips with every step towards him, the scent of your arousal filling Jay's nose from a meter away. Jay breaks out of his trance when he realizes that you're grinning at him, clumsily introducing himself to you, and then the rest has brought you to where you are now.
Your insides just feel amazing, like it was made just for him and his dick alone— it isn't. He swore when he first thrusted his dick inside you a few hours ago, that he would come on the spot. There's just something different about the way you move, the way you feel, and the way you talk that makes it seem as if your whole body was made for him. His wife could never satisfy him the way you do and it's not her fault. She doesn't know her husband is a cheat with a huge dick that can hardly fit inside a human's vagina without it hitting their womb.
And yes, "a few hours ago," meaning that ever since the two of you met, you've been going at it like rabbits in heat. You have no idea where the sudden drive to feed came from, as usually, a minute of sex would do to quench your thirst however, today, you've been craving more and sadly, Jay's having a hard time at giving it to you.
"I'm— ahh, fuck!" Jay's whole body seems to shake as he gives you his fourth climax. His throat has now grown sore and dry from all of the screaming, groaning, and moaning he's done in the past few hours and to be frank, he's already reaching his limit. So, when you tilt your head to the side and start bouncing on his length once again, he screams in protest as he digs his fingers onto your hips to stop your actions. "You're a fucking demon."
You only laugh at his joke, finding it humorous given how ironic it is. "Maybe I am." You smirk.
Copying your actions, Jay chuckles before shaking his head. "I really can't keep going, babe." He announces. "I'm gonna pass out."
"I'm not stopping until I get what I want."
And that's just what you did, except you may have sucked all the life force out of the poor boy.
Shame, he would've made an adorable pet.
Though you've already taken all of what he had, you were still starving, craving for more because one isn't enough; you need more.
If God is the creator of everything, then does that mean that he made your kind? To what? Test man's dedication and beliefs? If so, then his children are failing.
Walking past the small wooden entrance of the church, the loud clicks of your boots' heels echo every time they meet the hard marble floor. Looking up, you're greeted with the intricate paintings of Jesus and his becoming, while multiple sacred statues said to be made in the likeness of God and saints adorn every crevice of this holy place.
You can only release a small chuckle as you realize how sardonic all of this is. Above all the places you could've picked for your hunt, you just had to pick a church. What can you say? This place is rumored to have gorgeous looking pastors, and you're not one to turn down a delicious meal.
A figure cloaked in white hidden poorly inside the small confession booth catches your eye, and you can't help but grin in excitement as your eye turns a darker shade of lust. Even from afar, you can hear the testosterone in his veins, how pure the boy is, and how his body has been begging for release. You had a hunch that church boys would soothe your hunger better than anything else, and you were correct.
Calmly, you make your way towards the entrance of the booth, hunching down and sitting on the hard wooden seat right after. Thankfully, there aren't a lot of people inside. In fact, the cathedral seemed to be nearly empty— save for the few who were praying and the staff. So, you ignore how uncomfortable it is, how clogged the room is, and instead, divert your full focus onto the man that sat behind the wooden walls, separating the both of you.
"Hello, father." You greet with your head bowed down to conceal your smirk. You can vaguely make out the man's face from where you sat, the small holes carved onto the wall doing less than to hide his handsome front.
"Hello," You can almost hear the smile on his face, and this only makes your grin grow wider in return. You have no idea how, but his voice lets something inside you grow. Your desire for feeding is rising tenfold, and you have no idea for how long you'll be able to keep your lust at bay. The mere thought of having someone as pure as him sends your mind into a frenzy, as you can only imagine how delicious this boy will taste once he's under your control. The tone of his voice is so satisfying that it even makes your cunt water as it awaits his penetration. You can't wait to have him between your legs, and your mouth is already watering at the thought of having to taste his arousal. Your only option is to calm yourself down just for a little bit, not wanting to feel yourself grow sticky before you've even lulled your prey.
"What brings you here today?"
"I'm afraid I've committed a sin, Father." You say, your voice feigning sadness and shame.
"That's alright. The reason you've come here is to seek forgiveness and repent. Even that alone takes courage and you're admirable for that." You hear him say. His words only make you chuckle as you give absolutely no shits whether or not God forgave you or not, he's not yours to worship, and neither is God his. You think he should be worshiping you. "What is it that you did?"
Instead of answering his question, you throw one back at him. "What's your name, Father?" You ask, voice sounding dark while you lure him in. "I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours."
With the silence that takes over, you can tell that he's taken aback by your question because, honestly, who wouldn't? The purpose of this wall separating the both of you is to hide your identity, to make you feel less ashamed to confess your crimes and feelings because your persona isn't seen. Even if the two of you were to cross paths outside, he wouldn't be able to know it's you. So, although perplexed, he answers because, well, why shouldn't he?
"I'm Pastor Jake." He answers, tone sounding somewhat proud, and you can't help but coo when you notice him rocking in his seat between the gaps of the divider.
All you do is hum in acknowledgement, afterwards telling him your name. Your mind tries to form a plan in order to lure your prey towards somewhere more suitable for feeding, somewhere you can touch him without the worry of anyone finding out you're a demon.
"Father," You call out to him, raising your tone as you let your scent flood his nostrils. "Do you mind telling me about yourself first? I'm still kind of nervous."
You hear the boy stutter in his movements, no doubt due to the charm your aura is exuding. Nonetheless, he tries to recover by clearing his throat, answering your question right after. "Well…" He trails off in thought with a chuckle. "I'm actually quite nervous myself too, if I'm being honest."
At that, you make a sound of feigned amazement. Crossing your legs as you prompt your chin on the palm of your hands, you ask, "How so, father?"
Whatever he says next, you tune out. You swear it was something about it today being his first day appointed as a priest, but then again, you could be wrong. However, you're too busy looking around the place, hoping to find somewhere private to even care.
Your mouth is practically watering because of the scent he exudes. The smell of purity in his body lets your hunger grow, becoming more impatient to feed the more you hear the way he talks. He's the type of boy his parents would be proud of. He's the model apprentice that everyone aspires to be. Though, you know for a fact that he's certainly not enough to make your stomach full, but surely, his innocence has to count for something. You're soon going to lose control over everything, and your true form is going to reveal itself, the mana in your body proving to be insufficient as you feel it drain in half if you don't find a feeding place sooner.
The sudden noise of someone clearing their throat pulls you out of your thoughts, and you realize then that it was him who did it. And so, doing the same to compose yourself, you pull yourself together and begin your act once you've finally found a chamber used as a storage room that is accessible for the two of you. "Father, I don't think I can confess my sins here."
Silence arises between the both of you, and you're tense as you await a reaction. Assuming that he's going to let you continue, you tug. "Is there anything I can do to help? I'm not forcing you to confess, and you can always take your time."
How is it possible for a human to be so innocent and caring? You're almost saddened by the fact that you have to ruin him. It's a shame his God couldn't protect him from the likes of you.
"Is there somewhere more private where we can talk?" You ask, trying to segue the conversation to where you can lure him.
"U-Uhm… I'm not sure if it's okay—" He mumbles but you cut him off.
"I don't mind you seeing my face. I'm just not comfortable telling you here." You reason it out, hoping for him to be dumb enough to take the bait. "Can we go somewhere more secluded?"
He's conflicted. Realizing you're not the normal town folk he always sees entering the church, he wants to leave a good impression— especially since it's his first day of service. His town is small, everyone knows each other. Thus, he wants to be known as a priest that everyone can feel comfortable confiding in. So, wanting to be just that, he accepts your offer, letting you lead him towards the storage room, unbeknownst to your true intentions and form.
The two of you are about to reach your safe haven for the day when another person's voice abruptly makes the two of you stop. Your back is turned towards the person as you clench your jaw at having been stopped, and you don't make a move to turn, wanting to hide your face from the other.
"Jake?" You hear a man's voice say "Where are the two of you going? The mass is about to start."
Innocently, Pastor Jake just shrugged. "Everything is fine. I'll be there, don't worry."
And with that, you make quick steps in order to drag the boy farther away from the crowd. Once both of you were inside, you intentionally left the door unlocked, savoring the possibility of someone walking in and joining the two of you.
You walk over to him after doing so, placing yourself so close that he can feel your breath hitting his face.
He's a bit taken aback by your sudden movements; however, he doesn't peep a protest but stutters back in order to give the two of you some space.
Your meal is a beautiful sight to see. Your senses weren't wrong when it told you that the man behind the border was handsome. His hair is a beautiful shade of midnight black and it falls so naturally across his chiseled face. His eyes are wide and puppy-like and it's no surprise to you when you notice the upwards hook at the edges of his mouth, making him look like an adorable pet. Unlike the usual priests you've seen across the other towns, you really have to praise this one for having such young and youthful looking priests as they serve to be the most flavourful dishes. Not long has passed yet you're becoming weaker by the second and you can feel your composure dissipating as you imagine the future events that are about to happen once you put him under control.
Not wanting to wait any longer, you let your tail reveal itself, both because you wanted to conserve your remaining mana and because you yearn to see the look on his face once he finds out what you're going to do to him.
"Jake…" You call out his name without the title, releasing a chuckle after seeing the shocked look on his face as his mouth hangs open at the sight of your raven black tail swishing excitedly.
"Father, I've been starving." You say, voice sounding too alluring for Jake to keep his mind straight as the scent of your charm floods through his senses once again. Only this time, it makes him weaker as his body submits itself to your orders.
Feeling his knees start to buckle, he falls on the cold marbled floor with a soft thud. "W-What is happening to me?" He asks in a fit of desperation when he realizes he's unable to will his limbs to move.
The desperate and helpless look oozing inside his puppy dog eyes sets your body on fire. Your tail keeps swishing from behind you in glee as your horns slowly reveal themselves, sitting comfortably on the crown of your head.
"Y-You're a demon…" He concludes, words sounding awfully slurred as his eyes turn hooded with lust.
Smirking, you reply, "You just noticed?"
Come to think of it, he should've known that you were different from the start; your natural scent just seemed to stand out above everything else, the way the tone of your voice made him shiver, and the way you had no interest in anything other than yourself were clear signs. But in the end, how was he supposed to know that you were a creature that's out of this world?
Yes, the Bible talks about them, but, poor Jake has never seen one in person— nevertheless, this close and this pretty. There's this thing called "blind faith" in Christianity, which means that the servants of God should believe in him despite not being able to see. He just didn't think it worked the other way around, that he should've believed that demons existed without having to have seen them in person.
Although he's still baffled, he's aware that you're real. Although, half conscious, he knows what's going to happen next. He doesn't know what it is you clearly want from him, though. You said you were starving, so could it possibly mean that you're a vampire seeking blood? No, that's certainly not it, because if that were the case then there'd be no need for the boner that's peeking through his robes.
"Aww," You say in a high pitched voice, clearly mocking his inability. "Is the pastor begging for some pussy? I bet your dick is just begging to be touched. My, how have you survived all these years without release?"
The boy frowns at your words, wondering why you chose such vulgar things, but against his will, his dick twitches and it makes you smile.
Squatting down, you crawl your way towards his figure. When you reach him, you put your face close to his, making sure that your noses are touching, and you rub them together to feign comfort.
Because of the close proximity, you've once again been given a chance to look at his features; how clear his skin is and how there isn't an area of imperfection. You can see the light sprinkles of brown that fall onto his cheeks, where the sun usually hits. His eyelashes are long and perfectly curled upward, and his body trembles at your touch.
Unable to wait any longer, you make him take his robes off because, although the thought of corrupting someone as pure as him with a priest's robe on makes your cunt drip, you'd rather fuck him without it. You're just dying to see how his body looks underneath all those layers of clothing. After doing so, you sit on his lap, making him lean back on his palms as you wrap your limbs around his body.
Surprisingly, he's well built for someone who attends a book club more than the average townie, and his skin is as pure as milk. You skim your hands down from his chest, feeling and cupping each peck. Your fingers slowly rub against his nipples, and Jake's body can't help but twitch at the sensation. He'd try to pry your wandering hands off of him, but something in his body is preventing him from doing so. It feels wrong and strangely intimate, something he should be doing with someone he knows, but then again, he's unsure why it feels this good.
He watches with shaken eyes as you drag your hands from the middle of his chest and down to his lower abdomen to trace every ab he has on his stomach, and you only smile deviously as you watch how heavy his breathing has become.
You reach back and take his hands in yours, admiring the soft pink that coats his knuckles and the veins that protrude through his skin. Bringing his hand close to your mouth, you lean in and slowly lick each knuckle. You love the way he takes a deeper inhale when he feels the warm coat of your saliva coating his skin, making you smile in amusement, confidently repeating your actions.
You don't miss the thin layer of sweat arising on his skin nor do you take your eyes off of every muscle in his stomach. Looking further down on his body, you take a long pause just to look at his dick. With the effect of your charm, the boy has grown impossibly hard in mere minutes and is leaking all of himself. There's a small glob of precum right outside his hole, tempting you to lick it and so, you do.
You get off from his lap, once again going on all fours just so you can reach the underside of his dick. You lean closer towards his balls before digging your tongue on his thick length upwards towards the tip of his dick. You make sure to suck him as hard as you can, wanting to taste more of the precum coming out of his pretty dick more than anything else.
Jake lets out a loud whimper at your actions, hands bunching your hair in an effort to pull you off of him. He's only half intoxicated with your scent, just how you wanted it. His body is under your spell and all it wants is release, however, his mind is still conscious, knowing full well what's happening. He's trying to fight it. Believe him, he is. But it's hard when your own body is fighting against you. Though, that won't last for long because you know that with the way his body is reacting so early on in your rendezvous, he's soon going to give in fully without the need to use your magic because that's how man works. Once they've gotten a taste of what it's like to feel pleasure, they'll never want to go back.
You stay on all fours as you suck the life out of him, eliciting pretty grunts from the boy as he starts to shake in his seat due to the erotic sounds you were making while taking his dick down your throat. Making sure to bob your head, you let the drool pooling inside your mouth to escape past your lips and trail down his dick, reaching his balls.
Jake puts little to no effort into pulling you off of him, as every time he tries to pry your lips away from his dick, he has no choice but to stop and halt his movements with a loud cry, feeling you suck his dick harder than ever in defiance.
Finally, after what seemed like a full five minutes of purely sucking him inside your mouth, you release him. You let out a loud breath, letting his dick fall out of your mouth as oxygen returns to your lungs. With his hardness, Jake's dick still stands tall as it twitches every so often, waiting for more friction as he watches your eyes eye it maniacally.
You stick your tongue out for him to see the remnants of his precum clinging to your wet muscle, your saliva mixing with them. The boy lets out a small moan of pleasure, still in denial of how quickly he's growing to love your assault on his body. His eyes enlarge when he feels you wrap your hand around his dick, immediately moving to grip your wrist in a move to stop you, but his efforts are left in vain when you move your hand slowly along his length, ignoring the clutch he has on you.
With each stroke, Jake lets out whimpers of pleasure as you introduce him to yet another form of sin. His head is thrown back in pleasure, the volume of his moans heightening when he feels you rub him faster.
"Is it okay, Jake?" You ask, hand still moving at the same fast pace as it was before.
Jake is too busy whimpering as he looks at the way your hand moves up and down across his whole length with teary eyes, too dumb to comprehend what you just said. He's gasping every so often, making sure not to let himself get too loud and scream.
When you notice he isn't going to reply, you spit out a thick glob of saliva onto the tip of his dick and start jerking him off faster. Smiling, dubiously, you tsk out, "I asked you a question, father. Don't ignore me."
At the sudden change of pace, Jake lets out a loud cry. His eyes are squeezed shut, and his head gets thrown back, letting you see the way his Adam's apple moves as he gulps. "No! I— S-Stop… please."
Offended, you take your hands off of him and stand up to leave. When he feels your hands and warmth escape him, his eyes bulge at the loss of contact before desperately searching for you across the room.
His eyes are still in a daze, his body buzzing so loudly that he can feel his ears start to sting. When his eyes finally regain some consciousness, he looks for you and finds you lazily leaning against an empty table. His eyes turn into those adorable dog-like eyes that you were talking about earlier, and you might be wrong, but it seems as if they're begging for you to come back and touch him.
"Please…" He squeaks out in a shy tone, peeking at you through his eyelashes, and you resist the urge to cradle his head to your chest and treat him like a baby.
You're no sadist. You want to turn this man around and make him beg to be your dog. Make him realize what he's been missing, and at this point, you're just too in love with the way his sweat covered chest rises every time he takes a breath to compose himself and the pleasure filled look on his face when you were pumping his dick with your hand for you to let him go so easily.
Greedily, and feeling your patience running thin, you motion for him to come to you, and he does so, stumbling and clumsily staggering towards you. Once he does, you lean in and attach your lips to his neck, unable to contain the desire to mark your new territory. You wrap your hands around his waist, pulling his body flush against yours. His boner pokes against your inner thighs, and all you want to do is take him in already, but even though you're feeling desperate, you want him to break first, or else your ego wouldn't allow it.
"I—" Jake says before cutting himself off with a grunt once he feels you suck on the base of his neck harder.
"Hmm?" You reply, humming against the part of his neck where his shoulder and throat connects which causes a mode of vibrations to shoot through his body. As you do so, you take your hand and place it back on his dick, feeling him sigh from above you once he feels the pleasure coming back.
Endless shots of tingles overtake him and though he wants to say something, he can't because the combined movements of your hand pumping his dick and the open-mouthed kisses you leave across his neck is making his mind grow fuzzy, rendering him unable to speak.
Noticing this, you decide to take pity on him and to show him how merciful you can be. You tone down your movements to a more leisure pace and you automatically feel his body relax, no longer on the run to chase his orgasm.
Jake shivers when he feels your hot breath fanning his ear and he can't contain the moan that he lets out when he feels you bite on the shell.
"Speak." He hears what you say, but even though your hand has slowed down its movement on his dick, he still can't form a sentence because now, he doesn't even remember what he wanted to say in the first place.
Oh, you're messing with him. He can tell your whole being in itself is messing with his mind all together and you're doing a damn good job at it. Just thinking about your pretty red lips wrapped around the whole of his dick sets his mind into a frenzy.
Looking up, he hopes that God will forgive him for the sinful act he's committing, knowing full well that having intercourse out of wedlock is a vital sin in itself. But he's taken away once he hears you laugh at him as you shake your head, finding him entertaining, and only then does he notice that he's said his apologies out loud.
All of a sudden, his mind seems to have retaken its consciousness as his cheeks erupt in flame. All he can do is condemn you in his mind for giving him his conciseness back at the worst timing possible, and this time, he makes sure to say it in his mind and not aloud.
In your defense, he wanted to say something. That's why you gave him the privilege of thinking coherently again.
Now, all Jake wants to do is hide himself, but he can't. Not when he's caged by your arms around his waist. He knows his confession should be the last thing he should be worried about. You're literally stroking his hardened cock in your hands while his clothes are disregarded somewhere inside the room, so clearly, he has more things to be embarrassed about. But Jake's mind is getting fuzzy again. Though you've given him the freedom to take action, he's at a loss. With your charm or not, he has somewhat fallen for your game, and with the lustful look you're giving him while you patiently wait for him to gather his thoughts, it's only a matter of time before he loses all control.
"W-What are you?" He squeaks out again like last time just for the sake of talking to you, eyes down at you shyly.
"My poor Jake," You coo, cradling his face in the palm of your hand. "You really are the most innocent thing I've ever seen. I can just eat you whole."
At that, Jake's eyes widen, fear swimming within those pretty doe eyes. He freezes in his spot as his whole body tenses when he hears your laugh echo all throughout the room. It's scary and there's a part of him that knows your words have a possibility of becoming his reality.
Though he's scared of you, there's another part inside him that's egging him on— a part that wants you to kneel down and take his dick inside your mouth again. He thinks it's you, thinks that it's your charm affecting him. However, like you've said, it's been a long time since you clouded his mind, so really, he's just being a massive pervert. But he doesn't need to know that. You'll let him entertain his thoughts and watch him crumble beneath you while still being in denial because you live to see the conflict in a man's eyes.
"D-Do you really… mean that?" He squeaks out, his voice sounding so small as his lips rest in a pout.
"Hmm," You contemplate, and from Jake's point of view, he's at a loss for words because he just doesn't know what to expect from you. You're something out of this world, and it's impossible for a mere human like him to predict your motives. "Do you believe in demons, father? Demons of Lust to be exact."
Gosh, he should've known, if angels existed, so should you. All his life, he prayed for the guidance of angels and saints. If only he knew that all of them were wasted in vain. That just when he thought that he had come one step closer to being a better servant of God, he's here kneeling before a demon who feeds on humans' sexual desires.
Seeing the mortified look on the boy's face, you scoff in amusement. "Did you really think holy water could keep me away from you? May you bathe in a gallon or drink it whole, I will still be able to touch you," You say in a menacing tone. You grip his locks in your hand, forcing him to straighten and meet your eyes. "Consume you at most."
You can feel Jake's body start trembling, and you can only bite your tongue for your stupidity. You didn't intend to scare him with facts, so you take the liberty and tuck his face into your neck, telling him to take a deep breath so that your scent can cloud his mind once again. Immediately, his body starts to relax, and his mouth opens wide to get more of the air mixed with you inside his body. You let him repeat the same actions for minutes, letting him calm himself down, and to your surprise, you felt him start placing open mouth kisses on your neck soon after.
Jake's plush lips against your neck, mixed with the airy moans he's letting out while you caress his head, make Jake hum in delight, mouth still pressed against the side of your neck.
"So… pretty." He looks at the skin with clouded eyes, cock twitching when he looks at the saliva that coats the skin that he had just kissed and sucked. You can't help but hum in satisfaction as you feel the boy start grinding his boner against your thigh, and you let him do whatever he wants. His dick is painfully hard against your skin, and knowing that he's now under your control, your hole starts begging again.
His hips rock against your thigh, and you feel him pick up the pace as time goes by— probably getting a feel of his orgasm. The volume of Jake's moans starts to heighten, and you let him use your thigh as a surface to get off on, humming every now and then whenever he looks at you with eyes that seemed as if he was begging, pleading for any sort of validation and climax.
"I- I… Something's—" He says, cutting himself off when a particular thrust becomes a little too pleasurable. "I… Should I keep going? I feel like… I'm going to— to pee myself."
Of course, he doesn’t know what an orgasm is. He’s an innocent boy. How can he know such a sinful thing?
The boy has probably never experienced dick relief in his entire life and has probably woken up in the middle of the night with a wet patch in his boxers. Did he think he peed himself? That’s so adorable. However, there’s not a doubt in your body that the boy oozes sex appeal without even having any sort of experience in the field.
He has probably never masturbated in his life, has he? This is probably his first time humping anything, and the thought alone makes you swoon.
Cooing, you pat the top of his head to show your affection, pouting in mockery due to how innocent and cute the boy is.
You bunch up his hair in your hands, and seeing him look at you with hooded eyes turns you wicked. His mouth is open, moans easily, spilling out now that his orgasm is nearing. "Let go, Jake. Be a good whore and show me how you look when you cum untouched." You spit out.
Jake audibly gasps when you call him such a name, looking as if he’s been betrayed. You’re treating him with so much care, letting him hump your thigh while you pat his head and yet, you call him a whore?
He’s not a whore. Jake never sleeps around. Hell, Jake has never kissed anyone but his mother, let alone touch a woman like this before. Well, technically, you aren’t a woman woman. You’re a demon. Not human, but still a woman at best, so he’ll count it. Well, not that he’s proud of it— is he?
Why would you call him one? Though he wants to appeal and tell you that he isn't, Jake doesn't get a chance to because just when he was about to peak his orgasm, he suddenly freezes, hearing the door open.
"Hello? Ja—" Standing by the door you’ve purposely left unlocked is a boy wearing the same clothes as Jake. There, he stands frozen at the scene of you and Jake in the corner of the room.
Jake’s back is facing him, giving the stunned boy a nice view of his exposed ass while in between the legs of a woman who has horns on her head and a tail swishing behind her. It’s really an odd sight. Even without the extra anatomy added onto you, it would still be strange, not to mention inappropriate — especially inside a church, a place where they’re supposed to give themselves to Christ. Yet, here the two of you are, having sexual intercourse beside a statue of St. Nicholas— the two of you didn’t notice that, though.
Embarrassed, Jake dives into your neck and hides while his body presses against yours as if he thinks he can mold into you and magically disappear.
"J-Jake? What is…" The boy doesn’t get to utter another word, as before he could even finish his question, you're already darting out a hand, expressing your charm, and letting the boy in question fall under your spell. Jake watches as his friend falls into a dazed trance, half wondering if that's what he looks like right now even though he has stayed somewhat conscious thanks to you, and half not giving a damn.
"Who’s that, Jake?" You whisper at the back of his ear. Your breath tickles him, which results in him cringing further into your body. Cutely, he whines, still embarrassed at being caught.
"That’s Heeseung Hyung." He answers, mumbling against you. "He’s another newly appointed priest, like me."
So, you will be able to fully quench your thirst after such a long time of waiting.
With the fantastic turn of events, you motion for Heeseung to come near both of you. As Heeseung strides towards the both of you, you take Jake's face out of his comfort zone— your neck, as you pull him in for a messy kiss.
It looks rushed and dirty, but you won't have it any other way. From an onlooker's point of view, it looked as if you were trying to eat his face whole with the way your tongue is digging down his throat and how you're sucking so violently on his bottom lip. Your hand crawls down from his waist and all the way down towards the plush skin of his ass, palming and kneading the flesh as you push them into you, guiding them to press onto your clothed vagina.
Jake releases a loud moan into your mouth when he feels your soaked heat, and his mouth opens ajar from the pleasure the mere act of pressing his dick against you gives. Nevertheless, you don't stop your actions and continue to suck on his swollen lips.
Eyeing the boy, Heeseung, with hooded eyes as you continue to feel up Jake's body, you watch as his doll-like eyes begin to cloud even hazier with lust, just like his friend. You're going to have a field day with this town's priests. Where the fuck do they get them? They're all so fucking hot. So, you wonder why they would waste their beauty serving God and not you at some old, run-down shithole?
Never mind that. You can take matters into your own hands. They were born into this belief which means it's easier to sway them, and show them what it feels like to live freely without any bounds.
Sex is amazing, and lust isn't a sin; it's a fucking blessing.
Already, you're in love with Heeseung's eyes. His eyes portray every emotion so vividly. You can see the longing in his eyes as he watches his friend get the majority of your attention, and you can see how he's silently begging for you to order him around.
No more are the innocent priests who knew nothing but to kneel before God. Now, they kneel stark naked before you, worshiping your cunt as you order both of them to eat you out like their lives depended on it. Both of them are intoxicated, and Jake has given up in trying to regain consciousness. Besides, he knows you'll give it to him eventually if he's good. All he wants now is to please you. To hear your praises ringing through the walls.
While you instruct Jake to thrust his tongue inside and around your soaking cunt, you guide Heeseung to place himself above the other as he sucks your clit. Your legs are spread wide, both in order to accommodate the both of them and to make it easier for you to watch them go crazy over the taste of a vagina.
The loud sound of slurping and sucking fills the walls of the storage room, both boys moaning against your pussy at your taste. You're sweet and addictive, it's otherworldly. Neither of them can get enough, as they hardly even make a move to leave your cunt. They're moaning against it, and you doubt either of them would leave anytime soon.
When Heeseung starts sucking and flicking his tongue and Jake thrusts his whole tongue inside your hole, you give them their reward in a form of praise. "The both of you are so fucking good. So innocent and pretty." You hum, swaying Heeseung's hair away from his forehead.
Suddenly, Heeseung pulls away from your grasp and Jake does the same against your vagina. Both of them looked repulsed and confused. You quirk an eyebrow at this, about to ask them what the matter was, before Jake licks his lips clean, saying, "You shouldn't cuss, Miss."
And to add to that, Heeseung says, "God will be angry at you if you say bad words like that."
For the love of Lucifer, can this scene be anymore entertaining? Two innocent men who have served God longer than they have known how to speak, kneeling before a succubus; the very being that encourages them to sin, and they're worried about you cussing.
"Don't worry about me, boys. God already despises me," You say, clicking your tongue as you cup Jake's cheeks in one hand, fingers pressing against his soft skin, making the boy pout. "And I, to him."
"But God forgives everyone, Miss!" Heeseung bursts, leaning his head against your inner thighs before placing a quick kiss against it.
"Not so sure about that. Besides, God should be the least of your worries right now." You dismiss it, already fed up with the topic.
The two look at each other innocently, both tilting their heads as if to ask the other what they should do. They're convinced that you are worthy of forgiveness, seemingly forgetting the fact that you are the reason they're committing a sin. Nonetheless, they dismiss it when neither of them answers, and you watch in delight as the two of them suck and thrust, tail swishing to show them how much you enjoy it.
You insert two fingers in your mouth, coating them with saliva before releasing them with a loud pop. With your other hand, you grip the back of Heeseung's head, dragging him to lay on top of you on all fours while Jake takes control over your pussy.
Once he's well situated on your stomach near your pelvis, you eye your finger, signaling for him to lean in and take it in his mouth. However, it seems as if you forgot that these two are more inexperienced than a newborn sex demon because Heeseung just eyes your fingers in wonder.
"Well, you're just the most adorable thing on earth, aren't you, pretty boy?" You chuckle at yourself after realizing this, and you tap your fingers against his pouty lips. Picking up the signs you throw at him, Heeseung takes your fingers in his mouth, sucking and bobbing his head like how you would suck dick, nodding his head against them to show you that he agrees with your statement.
"Miss~" You hear Jake whine against your cunt before he nips at your clit to show his distaste. "I thought I was your pretty boy?"
"Fuck, Jake." You curse out after seeing Jake's chin and lips practically covered in your juices. Despite the sexual deeds that the three of you have been doing, the two still manage to look impossibly innocent, and somehow, that makes you want to ruin them more.
From where he's sitting, Heeseung listens in on your conversation with his friend. He looks at Jake when he speaks and then back at you when he hears you curse once again. His brows knit together, and his pout is ever so evident, even when your fingers are in between his lips. "Miss!"
He's scolding you, but you're not in any way, shape, or form threatened by it. Instead, you laugh, throwing your head back as you retract your hand from Heeseung's mouth.
You sigh. "The two of you are a dream."
However, Heeseung isn't one to back down, as is Jake. Their stare at you is relentless, expecting you to apologize for using such vulgar language towards them. Neither of them can take the fact that a pretty creature like you, who's satisfying them with this new found feeling, is using such horrid words. So, now, as if they're on their last straw— they aren't— they ask you to apologize.
You roll your eyes at the two of them and scoff out a simple "Sorry." And just like clockwork, Jake goes back to work on eating you out while Heeseung leans his face close to yours, asking for a kiss.
You let out a satisfied hum as the two of you start making out. It's slow and quite sensual— the complete opposite of what you and Jake were doing prior. This is new, and you didn't think you were going to be into it, but alas, you find out something new every day, don't you?
Hunched over as he kisses you, Heeseung's dick lays heavy and angry against your stomach, twitching from time to time as you feel beads of precum escaping his head. You reach over and grab it in your hands, slowly jerking him off.
It takes the boy by surprise, making him gasp into the kiss in shock as he lurches forward. "W-What are you do— Ohh."
His body writhes in pleasure, and it takes him a few seconds to regain the ability to resume his kiss with you. You don't mind though; you're happy to see his reaction just by you pumping his dick at such a lazy pace.
So. Fucking. Innocent.
You have no idea whether you should damn their parents to heaven— since hell is your personal paradise— for making such handsome men and giving them no education when it came to sexual acts or be grateful. Just realizing how pure these two are makes a gush of arousal surge out of your vagina, and Jake is quick to lay his tongue flat against your skin and lick it up.
After a while of continuing the same agenda on repeat, you finally deem the time appropriate. Honestly, your cunt has been dripping more than it usually does during feeding— granted, some of the liquid is actually Jake's saliva. Well, it's understandable since there's two gorgeous men on top of you.
Initially, you had wanted to prolong all of this, but your patience is running thin and your hole is literally clenching around nothing. It's only a matter of time before you're begging for one of them to put their dicks in you, but thankfully, they cave in first.
"Miss," Jake calls out, lifting his face momentarily from your vagina, only to rub his nose against your clit affectionately before murmuring a choked, "My… thing... it hurts so bad."
Hearing his friend confess gives Heeseung the courage to do the same, choking out a plea as he nods his head in agreement. Both of them look at you with those pretty eyes, and you immediately agree— not that you were going to deny them either way.
The bambi is obedient when it comes to your orders, as when you pat Heeseung's butt, telling him to stand up so you can lift yourself off of the table, he obeys, cutely climbing off of you. Now, both of them are standing, waiting for your instructions. Both their dicks look painfully erect, twitching as they hang in the air while they watch your naked figure hop off of the table.
You try to hide your need for the two boys as you feign it by arching your back, making it so that your chest is pressed onto the air while your butt rises, showing them your unrealistic curves. Your body, like any demon of lust, is something that's unachievable— like purity. It's an act, a tool used to bait their prey. Naturally, the more one looks at it, the further they go down the rabbit hole, hardly ever seen again until you free them from their cages.
Your body is exuding an absurd amount of your scent and charm. It intoxicated the two boys, making them hornier than they initially were. With just that, the boys are put under a lustful spell, and it's Jake who breaks composure first— not that you think Heeseung was doing any better seeing as he's eyeing his dick with curiosity, wondering why the fuck it was twitching so much. Neither of the boys could comprehend what was happening— one, because they were put under your spell, and two, because this has never happened before.
Heeseung could remember a time when he accidentally brushed his hand against his own bulge one time when it was erect, but he was immediately caught by his father. Needless to say, Heeseung was scheduled for an endless lecture at church and a whipping from his father while he prayed the bible by the poor young boy's hunched body on the ground. But with Heeseung's mind severely clouded with lust, all he could think about was sex and relief. As Heeseung eyes his dick with wide eyes, he wonders what it is that he should do to relieve the pain that it's causing. That's when he remembers what you did to him just a while ago—the way your hands felt so good on his dick and how noise after noise brought up by pleasure formed in his throat. He wonders, will it be the same if he did it to himself? Is he allowed to?
Warily and with shaking hands, he taps his head as an experiment, causing him to suddenly jolt and whine loudly as he pouts.
Hearing him, you quickly turn and smirk at the sight of both of them trying to get some relief without your proper guidance. They're just innocent little babies to you. Food that has somewhat turned you soft. They know jack shit about sex and they clearly know even less when it came to masturbating. So, you watch with amused eyes as Jake eventually falls to his feet and starts touching his dick but fails to get the same relief he wanted. From the looks of it, he's either squeezing too hard or too soft, and the way he's touching himself looks rather awkward. He's shaking his dick for some reason, but again, what were you expecting?
As a cocky smirk remains splattered across your lips, you make your way towards Jake's helpless figure. You place your feet on top of his whole erection, pressing a bit harder than usual just because you felt playful.
"Aww, poor Jakey can't get rid of his boner." You say this mockingly while stepping on his dick. The action causes the boy to throw his head back with a strangled groan. His hands snap to clutch onto your ankle, but like before, you aren't fazed. Instead, you dig the soles of your feet harder into him, toes rubbing his head.
When Jake realizes that what you're doing is helping him relieve the tense feeling in his private area, the hand on your ankle that was supposedly there to pull it off begins holding it in place instead.
You grin in hilarity as you watch Jake start grinding on your feet, sighing dreamily at the sight of him raising his hips to roll it onto your heel.
"What am I going to do to a dog like you, father?" You ask after a particularly loud moan leaves his lips. "When the townsfolk see how much of a slutty bitch their pastor is, do you think they'd laugh?"
"I-I… Uhm," He answers, feeling confused as to why the sound of you calling him by the title "father" arouses him so much. He isn't even able to complete his sentence, and he doesn't even try to remember what he had planned to say. All he can focus on is your skin on his penis and nothing else. Jakes' eyebrows knit together, his mouth still open as a whimper slips past it; however, the boy doesn't stop thrusting into your feet. He's even going as far as to rub your mid met onto the underside of his dick.
"You'd like that, won't you?" You scoff out, putting a large amount of weight onto the foot that's on Jake's cock. "Wanna make them hear how much of a slut you've turned into just for some quick relief."
The boy screams loudly, and you're sure someone from the other side of the door can hear him, but he's too far gone to care. In fact, he even nods at you in agreement. "Y-Yes!"
"Miss," You hear Heeseung call out to you with a whiny voice that resembles a child who wants attention. "Me too, please."
"I'm sorry, honey." Apologizing to him, you pull your feet away from Jake, making him sob as all the pleasure and attention he was receiving got taken away in an instant. He watches with jealous eyes as you cradle Heeseung's face in your hands before kissing his friend's pouty lips.
"Come here, Jakey."
If Jake's being honest, he doesn't know which is his favorite name to be called; Jake, or baby. In truth, the boy really doesn't mind which one you choose to use. He loves all of them. Each one elicits a different reaction from him, but ultimately, all of them make his stomach flutter.
So, he obeys you devotedly but enviously shoves Heeseung to the side, taking his place in front of you. Jake leans into you, quickly attaching his lips to yours in need. The essence of your vagina is on every inch of his tongue, lips, and it's spread across the whole validity of his lower face. When Jake puts his tongue shyly inside your mouth, you taste yourself, and you can't help but moan.
The boy has been eating you for minutes, and there hasn't been a single complaint thrown. You're even surprised his muscle hasn't strained, and that just proves to you how they've been on the wrong end of the spectrum their whole upbringing.
While Jake's lips stay glued to yours, your hands reach out for the other, fully knowing that he has a pout across his porcelain face for being pushed aside and neglected. You pull him towards you, and he gasps when his cock touches your wet mound. Feeling your slick walls hit a part of his dick, Heeseung can't help but beg for you to do something— anything, because at this point, his penis has been tense for so long, he feels like his testicles are about to implode.
You've touched Jake so much, pressed your feet against him, and he's watched you kiss the boy so much, yet all you've done to him is a quick makeout session and a pump on his dick at a languid pace. He wants to come, and he wants you to give it to him.
"P-Please, Miss. I can't take it anymore!"
Halting your kiss but not pulling away entirely, smirk against Jake's lips as you eye Heeseung, who's on your side.
"Yeah? What do you want, father?" You ask in a teasing manner, and Heeseung has to swallow the embarrassing groan in his throat upon hearing you call him that.
"My penis is hurting so much, Miss. Please do something." He says desperately before whining when he sees the way Jake is feeling your body up. "And why is he touching you like that?! I-I can do better!"
"You can?" You say with your eyebrows raised as you pull away from Jake, amused by his sudden outburst, that you can't help but chuckle.
"Yes, I-I can!"
You feel Jake scoff against your lips, and you only roll your eyes at their behavior, but there's a sense of underlying amusement for the situation at hand. You're not at all phased by their childish actions. You're actually quite impressed by how much of their personalities they're showing you. Both of them are extremely envious, and both seek attention from you constantly. You're not sure if this is how they act on a daily basis. The horniness is definitely not something ordinary, but you wonder if there's a hidden part of them that's tempted to sin. Jealousy is a dangerous thing, but it doesn't seem to be much of their concern.
"All right then." You announce, guiding Heeseung to sit on a leather-clad chair while the other stays standing behind you.
Heeseung tries to fight it in himself to squirm and whine as he watches you sit on his lap, back facing him. Your arousal drenched cunt slides along his whole cock, covering his whole length with your juices.
On the other hand, sitting on top of Heeseung's dick and lap lets you come face to face with Jake's hard dick. As you look up at him, you see him eyeing the small gap between the tip of his penis and your mouth, remembering the time a while ago when it was inside it. It was euphoric, and no pleasure could equal it. Seeing your mouth stuffed with his dick and you unable to speak as you mumble and hum across his whole length makes Jake's dick visibly twitch, afterwards leaking a thick streak of precum.
Your eyes follow the way it trickles down towards the underside of his dick, watching as it runs down and stains the pulsating veins against his length. Feeling your composure running thin and unable to hold yourself back, you open your mouth, sticking your tongue out, and pressing it against the base of his cock. The tip of your wet muscle presses against his balls as you hold his dick up with one hand, and when you trail your tongue across the trail of precum it left up to his sensitive head, Jake lets out a loud moan in pleasure, his breathing already turning ragged.
"You ready, boys?" A sinister smirk forms across your lips as you ask him this, momentarily looking over your shoulder. When you and Heeseung make eye contact, the boy suddenly turns shy. Heeseung bites his lips cutely, his deer-like eyes looking up at you as per usual as he nods.
Right on cue, the church bells start ringing, signaling that the mass will soon begin. But your boys take no action to move, and somehow, this makes your chest start swelling with glee, making you feel very eager to have them inside you.
Although oblivious to the exact details of your question, Heeseung and Jake nodded nonetheless. You make quick work lining Heeseung's tip onto your salivating hole, and Heeseung's hands shakily grip your hips as he watches you sink down on his whole length in one go, his dick disappearing into your wet mound.
Unable to keep silent, Heeseung moans aloud and throws his head back when the pleasure hits him harder than a truck. Even though it's only his cock that's inside you, it feels as if his whole body is being sent into a flame, and automatically, he's getting hotter and sweatier. All he wants is for you to move, anticipating how much pleasure he'll receive, but you don't, and he's only left disappointed.
"Miss~" He whines drunkenly, his eyes closing as he pleads. "Please, move."
"My, my," You coo, body twisting so you can hook your arms across his shoulder momentarily. You lean your head close to him, bumping your nose against his pointed one as you ask him a question affectionately. "Getting impatient?"
"Yes." He answers with no hint of shyness at all.
Finding his desperation adorable, you coo, pulling Heeseung's face towards you, making your lips clash as you start moving your hips slowly on top of his dick. As a result, Heeseung starts to moan into your mouth; a gust of his breath goes inside your mouth, and you swallow it.
"Does that feel good?" You bite Heeseung's lip as the two of you kiss, and he whimpers into your mouth, gripping your hips tighter when he feels your insides clench around his dick. "I bet it does, doesn't it?"
Heeseung groans and hums against your mouth, the way his body lurches forward doing nothing but affirming you as it makes you press your back against his wide chest further.
While the two of you proceed to make out, Jake watches the two of you, and his mouth starts to salivate. His dick is uncontrollably moving in the air, jolting every so often when he zeroes in on the sight of Heeseung's slick coated dick being inserted in and out of your pussy. Jake can see the way it's shining with your juice, the light hitting just right for it to become visible.
Eventually, you look at Jake and watch with pity as he continues to watch in hunger while you fuck Heeseung. He isn't even making a move to touch himself like last time, just feeling too captivated by the way his friend's dick looks at the moment to care about satisfying his own body.
Continuing to move your hip at the same punishing pace, you pull away from the deer-like boy. For a moment, Heeseung chases your lips until it eventually goes far from his reach. He was about to start complaining before you take him by surprise by suddenly starting to circle your hips across his lap, and he suddenly throws his head back due to the new angle.
Wanting to give your other boy attention, you reach for Jake's thighs, wrapping them across the hard muscle before you pull him towards you. You pull him until his dick is pressed against your lips, planting a small kiss on his head before taking him inside your mouth.
Jake gasps once he feels your warm mouth around his aching length, his body stilling from surprise. His eyes are closed, but his mouth stays open as he releases a whimper, feeling your sharp nails dragging alongside his thighs, leaving more marks.
Just then, you make the move to bottom out on both holes. You sink yourself fully onto Heeseung's dick, both of your thighs pressing firmly against each other. As for Jake and your mouth, you press your palms across the plush skin of Jake's ass before pushing his hips into your mouth, making it so that your nose touches his happy trail and his dick hits against the back of your throat.
Both boys release a loud, satisfactory moan in unison, feeling their dicks hit the farthest they can inside both holes.
Though your gag reflex is completely non-existent and you're incapable of feeling that sensation, you gag fakely around Jake's dick, fully knowing that the vibrations caused by your throat wrapped around his dick and the contractions would give him complete bliss. At the same time, you grip his hips and start guiding him to thrust into your mouth, and with time, he soon gets the memo that you're telling him to fuck your face. Now, without the guidance of your hands, you take Jake's dick in your throat, completely pliant, as you leave him to thrust his hips desperately, ignoring the bruises it'll leave on the roof of your mouth after he's done with you.
"Mhm," He hums breathlessly while he watches your mouth stuffed with his cock. "'Looks so pretty right now with my penis inside your mouth, Miss."
Cute, he's still using the word penis when referring to the dick that's covered in your saliva.
Unable to talk, all you do is nod, his dick following your motions, and he throws his head back again and moans as per routine.
On the other hand, Heeseung's chest rises and falls as he leans breathlessly against the backrest. He watches the way his dick disappears when your ass and his pelvis collide, completing the action with a loud smack due to how hard you're going down on his lap. There's no stopping you, and believe me, Heeseung doesn't want you to ever stop either, because if something gets in the way of him finally achieving relief, he'll cry.
There's something about corrupting a virgin that drives you on—however, having two at once makes everything ten times more arousing: the idea of destroying someone's innocence to the point where reality becomes a blur to them. Both their thought processes are the same: God above everything, though you're sure that'll change soon enough. Now, they're desperate for sex. Their innocence mixed with the lust shining in their eyes is adorable, and you have no doubt that if you lose control now, you're going to cum first, and that has never happened before.
At one point, Jake's precum on your tongue gets too addictive, and you're left yearning for more. So, you work harder and try to perform better than you already were just to get more out of him.
Jake's hips halt when you take your mouth off of him and wrap both of your slender hands around the whole of his dick. You roll your palm against his head before gripping his dick a bit harder against your hand, sliding it down, and watching as the saliva that coats Jake's dick stretches and breaks with the distance. Your hand turns against his length as you push his hot head inside your puffy lips, providing Jake with the utmost amount of pleasure, absentmindedly slowing your motions against Heeseung's dick until they come to a full stop.
With your mind focused solely on his friend, Heeseung is desperate to continue his journey towards satisfaction. So, he experimentally thrusts his hips up into you, repeating the action when you moan against Jake's dick and shake your ass for him to continue.
As Heeseung continues his assault against your cunt, you continue to suck Jake off, your actions speeding up when you notice the clear signs of his peak pleasure surfacing; his breath becomes staggered, his whole body is tensed, and both his hands desperately pull on your hair, guiding you to move your lips against his dick. Jake's brows are knit together, and his bottom lip is caught between his teeth, however, this does little to nothing when it comes to concealing his moaning pleas.
For a brief moment, you take his head out of your mouth. "You close, baby—" You ask, but the wind gets knocked out of your chest when he takes you by surprise, pulling your head to take all of his dick in one fast motion.
"Ah!" Jake hisses and his whole body quivers as shots of his hot cum paints your throat and mouth, hips stuttering as he thrusts into you to ride off his orgasm. A long, dragged out moan comes out of Jake's mouth, and you hum against his length, not minding the fact that he just cut you off nor the fact that you feel the roof of your tongue sting because of the bruises that he's left.
Just then, you hear the pastor in charge of leading the mass start preaching about the importance of maintaining one's innocence and how, as subjects of Christ, we must not falter and surrender to evil. The volume of his voice heightens, stressing each statement so as to convince the town folk, who are unaware of the events that are taking place within these holy grounds.
You gasp to catch some air when Jake's dick finally retracts from your mouth, looking up at him through your lashes and sticking your tongue out.
"W-Where did it…?" His question halts when he realizes that you've downed all his semen, afterwards whining at you, finding it incredibly hot.
Suddenly, you feel the boy behind you dig his nails deep into your hips, leaving crescent marks. You look over your shoulder to see Heeseung, who's desperately thrusting into you, trying to reach his own high. The pleading look on his face combined with the way you feel his large dick hit up until your belly button makes you lurch forward, almost falling down if it weren't for Jake, who dashingly catches you.
As he steadies you, Jake gets down on his knees and takes you aback. You groan afterwards when you see him dart his tongue to lick at your slit, Heeseung's dick still pounding into you. It all feels too good: Heeseung behind you hammering his dick up inside you, and Jake on his knees, pretty eyes closed as he savors your taste.
From time to time, Jake's tongue hits Heeseung's dick when the boy pulls his length out, and you feel your own high approaching like a storm. It's coming fast, and it's going to hit both you and Heeseung so hard. Your body is coiling, a hand tangled in Jake's raven hair, and he opens his eyes to show you those adorable irises while the other wraps around Heeseung's neck, dragging him close so you can look at both of them.
Pleadingly, Jake's eyes stay locked with yours, and it's as if both of the boys got the memo that your high is approaching without you announcing it. Their movements become rougher. The palm of Heeseung's hands plants itself on the chair and uses it as leverage to lift himself off. His other arm stays preoccupied, wrapping itself across your stomach to guide you up and down his dick while he jackhammers it inside you. You thank him by attaching your lips against his neck. Gratefully, you leave your mark, now claiming the two of them as your very own.
Jake wraps his plump lips all over your bud, his tongue harshly flicking against it, and it all makes your head spin, head retracting from Heeseung's neck to momentarily throw it back in pleasure. "The both of you are going to drive me insane."
It all hits you at once; Heeseung's cum painting your walls, Jake's pornographically loud moan, and your orgasm that knocks all the breath out of your lungs.
You've never came this hard before, and it's a whole new experience that you greedily want to have again. Amazingly, Heeseung doesn't stop thrusting into you just yet, and neither does Jake. They're both learning so fast, and it just shows more evidence to your theory that both boys were born into the wrong world. But there's no need to fret, you're here to save them and re-sort them, bring them yourself towards where they truly belong, with you.
By the time it finishes, you hear the loud echoes of the churchgoers' cheers and claps. You realize that the mass is over and that this whole scene happened within the span of an hour.
Heeseung pants as you gently lift yourself off to take his dick out of you, chuckling when you hear him hiss once his length leaves the warmth of your insides. "So cold. Wanna go back inside."
"Back off, Hyung. It's supposed to be my turn." Jake calls out, which makes both of your heads turn. Your brows raise in shock and amazement, realizing the reason for Jake's loud moan was because he jerked himself off and came on his hand.
When he sees your eyes fixate themselves on his abs and dick, both covered in his own lustful fluid, Jake's sulk falters. He grows shy, and his blush only grows even more feverish, his lips pouting as he shies away from your gaze.
As you stand up, you grab Jake's hand, guiding him down to sit next to Heeseung so he can rest. You hunch down, facing both of them as you cup their faces in the palms of your hands. They watch in a trance as your face consorts to one that portrays pure mischief, and a mix of adrenaline and excitement spreads across their chest. For some odd reason, there's no hint of fear anymore, only the greed to see what's yet to come. You guide both their heads to press against each other, blushy cheeks squeezing.
The both of them look up at you as you watch their naked bodies side by side, your mark of ownership shining dimly in purple light. "There's no need to rush. We have all the time we need in hell."
And surprisingly, neither of them is opposed to your idea.
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[ cuddling w enha ]
warning(s): one swear word🧍🏻 jakes part is kinda suggestive? not rly
cuddles you in the dead of night. it feels so comforting after a long day to just lay in your arms. or after dozens of video games and heeseung finally slides next to you in bed, arms snaking around your waist to bring you close. “i’m sorry for making you wait,” he mumbles, pressing a small kiss to your head. you smile lazily at him, “i don’t mind waiting, seung.” you often wake up with his arms enclosed around your waist.
cuddling with him is so intimate. you’re facing each other when he’s mumbling sweet-nothings to you as you trace his face, your thumb lingering on his bottom lip. or maybe his head is resting on your arm and your legs are entangled with one another as he listens to you read to him. jay loves to hear the softness of your voice and the way your heartbeat syncs with his. “let’s go to sleep, yea?” “jay, this chapter isn’t finished–“ “forget the book and lay with me, y/n.”
he is so, so giggly and smiley. he’s peppering your face, neck and hands with so many kisses, you can’t help but giggle. jake stares at you for a solid 15 seconds, with the goal of flustering you. and it works because you’re burying your face into his shoulder and he’s laughing more. his hands slip under the bottom of your shirt, lingering around your waist. “jake your hands are so cold,” “maybe you should warm them up.” he’s winking pathetically at you and another bubbly laugh escapes your lips.
at first, he was really stiff. literally ‘🧍🏻’ when you first wrapped your arms around him. but now, he claims to be a professional. he subtly tells you he wants cuddles by laying in bed, staring at you with open arms. and of course, you cave, because its park sunghoon. you lay with him, arms lost with each others, counting the pretty moles that embellish his face and he smiles at you with the fondest smile. “your fangs are so cute, hoon.” “so you were looking at my lips? you wanna kiss me so bad.” “literally, shut up.”
he’s so talkative :(. sunoo absolutely loves talking to you about his day, what new song won’t leave his head and what he had for lunch. it’s so soft and pure. the both of you are laying under mountains of pillows and blankets, getting lost in time. the amount of butterflies are unimaginable when you press a small kiss to the tip of his nose and he taps his nose again for another. he’s saying something when he pauses and tucks a few loose strands of hair behind your ear. “your hair is getting in the way.” “you just like touching my hair, don’t lie sun.”
after a long, tiring day, jungwon really just wants to lay in your arms and that’s exactly what he does. he lets you spoon him (but normally, he wants to spoon you), run your fingers through his soft locks and whisper small praises. at your compliments, he can’t help but smile faintly, dimples softly poking his cheeks. you steal a quick peck at his dimple and he turns in your arms to face you, his smile growing wider and his cat-like eyes turning into crescents. you grin back at him. not many words are exchanged, your presences being enough. “you did well, won.” “because i have you, y/n.”
when cuddling with him, prepare to be annoyed as shit. he’s squeezing you super tight, poking at you and tickling your sides. at this, you make empty threats about leaving and riki’s laughing, but he’s saying quick sorry’s anyway. but he’s back at tickling you again and when he’s distracted with the birds on the windowsill, you finally see your opportunity to escape. once you think you’ve broken free, a pair of lanky arms pull you back down and he immediately hides his face in your shoulder. “okay. sorry. don’t leave. you hair smells good.”
a/n: jungwon dimple kisses😧😧💔💔
❣︎ ⎯⎯ let’s take things slow from here .
PAIRING ! jay park x reader // GENRE ! domestic fluff // WC. ! 0.4k // WARNING(S) ! mentions of food and skipping meals
PROMPT(S) ! 3. laying their hand on the other’s leg ;; 6. fixing the other’s clothes ;; 20. making them food they like // requested by three lovely anons <3 // 2k followers event
A/N. ! this was so cute and fun to write :( i hope you guys enjoy !! <3
“hey, hey, hey, slow down,” jay said to you softly in a serious tone, his hands reaching out for your shoulders.
you were getting ready to leave for work, but as a consequence for you forgetting to set an alarm for this morning, which rarely, if ever, happens, you had to rush to get ready for the day.
“your collar is all messed up,” he told you, his hands already in the middle of fixing it for you, his eyes full of concentration. “i made breakfast.”
“thanks, love, but i don’t have time. i have to leave—like—right now.”
“no, you’re not skipping your meals again,” he looked into your eyes as he told you. “eat at least a little, okay? here.”
he held up a bite of food for you with a pair of chopsticks, smiling as he watched you take it into your mouth and chew it before swallowing.
“you still have a few minutes,” he said, checking the time on his phone. “sit for a little bit and eat. please? i made this food for you.”
you frowned, feeling contradicted, but after some thought, you complied.
he smiled, holding a bite in front of your mouth for you to eat again, “here.”
watching you enjoy his food, his heart filled with warmth inside.
he placed a hand on your leg soothingly before holding out some more food to you.
after many more bites, jay checked the time and stood up, “okay, you should get going now.”
checking the time yourself, you stood up.
but before you could go, you felt jay’s hand wrap around your waist, pulling your side into his gently before he placed a kiss on the top of your head.
“stay safe, love,” he told you softly. “see you when you get home later. i love you.”
“thanks,” you smiled. “love you too.”
and like that, he watched you walk out the door, happy, without a lingering sign of the chaos you were experiencing this morning.
the smile returned to his face, awaiting the time for when you’d get home and he could hold you in his arms again.
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Warnings: Rough sex, first time sex, sex with your ex,, unprotected sex (please don’t do this unless you want babies) creampie, hair pulling, dirty talk, choking, bad boy!Sunghoon, (reader has small tits in Sunghoon’s but no other mention of body shape) pussy eating, and fingering…I think that’s it. This wasn’t requested I’m just horny. Feel free to request some shit though <3 I wrote this at work with a straight ass face.
Heeseung and you had been watching a movie on the couch in the dorm living room, but now the movie was watching the two of you as he pistoned his hips up into yours hastily. His big hands held onto your waist as he bounced you up and down in his lap and you don’t know what had gotten into either of you, but you didn’t give a single fuck who walked down those stairs, even if they saw how good he was fucking you. You threw your head back in a silent moan as you bit your lip, holding in every curse and cry of his name you wanted to let out. You could feel your high coming as he started fucking you harder and you let out a whine before you tucked your head into his neck, hiding your blissed out face from him. “Fuck no, look at me right fucking now Y/n” he growled, and you reluctantly lifted your face away from his neck. “Good fucking girl” he smirked as he watched your eyes roll into the back of your head, unable to be quiet any longer. “Heeseung! I’m gonna scream! FUCK!!” and scream you did, him groaning loudly as he held you against him, emptying his balls into you. “Shit, that was good” he panted. None of the boys dared to come down the stairs.
It was your first time with him, and your first time in general, and as a result you had been shy with him the whole night. It took him about five minutes just to get you to spread your legs for him, an additional five minutes to get you to let him hear your pretty moans and now he was struggling to get you to stop hiding your face. He stopped his thrusts and you peeked at him through your fingers. “No Jay, please don’t stop?” You whined and he looked down at you expectantly. “Then get your hands off your face” you did as he asked, and he immediately started moving again, knocking the breath out of your lungs. You couldn’t help but turn your face away from his, unable to look into his eyes and his hand lovingly grabbed your chin, turning your gaze back to his as he made his thrusts more intense, looking at you with eyes filled of adoration as you cried for him innocently. “Right there, Jay..right fucking there!” He held you close to him through your most vulnerable moment as you fell apart on his cock. Afterwards you cuddled into his hard chest, as he rubbed your back and breathed in the scent of your conditioner. “Never feel the need to hide anything from me baby. I love your body, I love the look on your face when I make you cum..I love everything about you.” He whispered.
You and Jake were best exes. You were best friends and then you guys dated for 6 months before deciding you were better as friends. Your split went well compared to others and you guys were immediately back to hanging out as though nothing had really happened. But there was one teeny thing…you two couldn’t stop fucking. When y’all agreed to be just friends, you pouted, crossing your arms sadly. “What’s wrong?” Jake said amused by your huffy behavior. “I’m really gonna miss having sex with you Jake” he clapped as he laughed at you as though you had just said the funniest shit ever. “I’m serious” you whined and when he finally stopped laughing he wrapped and arm around you, pulling you into his side. “I never said we had to stop fucking, Y/n” and so you didn’t. That’s how you got here, bent over Sunghoon’s bed as Jake took you from behind. “Jake, fuck yes just like that baby” your mouth hung open as desperate shouts of his name rang out in the dorm. “You like the way I fuck you baby? Can’t get enough of it can you?” He said cockily. You buried your face into the bed as you neared your orgasm, pushing your ass back against him because you refused to just sit there and take it. “Fucking answer me. Look at me” he pulled your hair roughly, putting his hand under your chin and forcing your head back so he could see your fucked out expression. He wrapped his hand around your throat, squeezing as he brought you up onto your knees, back pressed against his chest and his hand sliding down your body to rub your aching clit. Your hands grabbed onto his arms as he fucked you like he owned you, making you cum and then collapsing on top of you after he shot his load into you. You laid on your stomach, with Jake still pressed against your back side as he tucked his face into your neck, smelling your hair. “How are we gonna explain this to Sunghoon?” You asked and Jake shrugged. “He already knows what the deal is whenever you come over”
Sunghoon was the towns troublemaker. You were his latest play thing, and normally he only fucked once before moving onto the next, but he was obsessed with you. There was something about how long it took him to get in your pants that had him desperate for more, unable to just move on from you. He loved the way you’d open your bedroom window to let him in at night while your parents slept peacefully, thinking their innocent daughter was sound asleep, when in reality you were letting Sunghoon slut you out every night under their roof. He had just crawled through your window a short ten minutes ago, mumbling a quiet “Hi doll” before pushing you down on your twin sized bed and stuffing you full of his cock. Your small hands gripped his biceps as you struggled to keep quiet underneath him. “S-Sunghoon, please go easy on me!” You whimpered and he chuckles. “You say that like it’s easy…your pussy is so tight, I just can’t help myself” you let out a moan that’s a little bit too loud as he drills his cock into you, hands coming up to cover your face and silence yourself. “Ah ah, none of that. Move your hands, now” you obey him hesitantly and he pins your hands above your head, fucking into you quickly while the sound of his balls slapping against you resonates through the room. “Sunghoon, you’re gonna make me cum” you whined as he pressed into you deeply, pubic bone stimulating your clit deliciously. “That’s the goal doll” he smirks, free hand coming up to squeeze your small breast in the palm of his hand, the combination of his dick and grip on your chest pushing you over the edge. Your pussy has a vice grip on his cock and it has him shooting his thick cum into you before he gets the chance to pull out. He kisses you hotly, swallowing your moans before pulling out of you. “Y/n?” You hear a voice calling you and you and Sunghoon look at each other fearfully. “That’s my mom, hide quick!” Sunghoon slides under your bed with the quickness, and you lay back down pretending to be asleep as your mom opens your room door. “That’s strange. I thought I heard something..” she says before closing your room door and heading back to bed. She doesn’t tell you that she saw your and Sunghoon’s underwear on the floor, or that the room smelled like sex, because she used to be your age and she gets it.
You and Sunoo had been dating for about a month and you were shocked at how quickly your heart opened for him. When he came into your life, everything else got pushed down and suddenly he was at the top of your priority list. Which is why you were at the dorm with him, instead of your college lecture. He was sure as hell making it worth your while though, giving you the kind of brain your professor couldn’t ;) your hands gripped his thick black hair as he worked his tongue between your legs, two of his slim fingers working you closer to cumming in his mouth. You had never gotten head this good, and even though you had dated other guys, Sunoo put each and every one of them to shame with the way he licked your clit messily. Your chest heaved up and down and your hands released his hair, coming up to cover your face. You were getting close and you couldn’t control the way your face looked when you came…you didn’t wanna embarrass yourself in front of your boyfriend. He frowned, suddenly fucking his fingers into you harshly making you thrash around on the bed, but he held your hips down. “Stop covering your face. I’m working so hard to make you cum and you wanna hide from me?” “I’m sorry Sunoo, shit!” He sucked on your clit one last time before your orgasm hit and he got a mouth full of your cum. When he pulled away, his face was wet and messy, just like how he ate you out. “So” he said resting his chin on your pubic bone and staring up at you from between your legs. “How’d I do?”
Five Star Rating (m)
— pairing: park jongseong x fem!reader
— genre/tropes: smut; slight angst; fluff(?); strangers to friends to lovers; experienced jay; less experienced reader; humour; slight college au; slow burn
— word count: 7,894 words
— summary: when an app is created to rate your lovers on how good they are in bed, you never expected it to backfire in your face. upon receiving a rating of 2.9 stars out of 5, you’re left with no other choice but to ask for help. but who exactly is willing to help you?
— warnings: explicit language; mentions/conversations about sex; alcohol consumption; mentions of marijuana; jay calls reader ‘pretty girl’ a lot; finger sucking; jay owns a sex toy box; slight dom/sub dynamic (jay is mostly in charge); handjob; cockring & bullet vibrater; protected sex
— author’s note: this fic wouldn’t even exist if it wasn’t for aria putting the idea of jay teaching sex into my head <\3 feedback is appreciated <3
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NUMBERS HAVE ALWAYS DEEMED THEMSELVES BORING, SO WHY NOW ALL OF A SUDDEN ARE THEY IRRITATING YOU?
The big, bold black numbers were staring you straight in the face. Their ugly faces flashing ugly emotions as you tried to look away— but you couldn’t. You couldn’t look away at the damned number.
It was almost as if all the numbers in the world were mocking you; teasing you; bullying you.
In fact, you wouldn’t be surprised if they were. But, it didn’t make sense. Of all numbers in the entire world, it had to be a measly 2.9. Two point fucking nine. What made the number so terrible was the fact it was a rating, a rating stating how good— or bad— you were in bed.
You wouldn’t normally dwell over things like this. Everyone has had their fair share of bad fucks, but you apparently were deemed the bad fuck.
You groaned before chucking your phone on your bed, eyes glaring at the device. “Stupid thing.” You muttered.
“That’s not a very welcoming hello.”
You snap your neck at the sudden extra voice in your bedroom; your nerves calming down upon seeing the face of your best friend. “Soomin. Hi.”
“Hi.” She smiles as she makes her way towards you, sitting down on the bed. “What’s got your knickers in a twist?”
You scowl, “Nothing.”
Soomin scoffs, scooting closer to you and snatching your phone from beside you. “Doesn’t seem like nothing— oh… oh.”
“Soomin!” You lurch forward to try and grab your phone back, but she’s too quick with her reflexes that you end up flopping down next to her, your face squished against the bedding. “Please, just give me my phone back.”
Soomin shakes her head, “How is this even possible?”
“What? You know my password? Beats me.” You lift yourself up on your elbows, your features now looking grumpy. “How do you even know my password? I’ve never told you it.”
“I looked over your shoulder one time— but that’s beside the point,” she waves her hand dismissively, “How did you even get this score? I thought you were good at sex? I mean, from all the boys I’ve seen you fuck, it would make total sense for your score to be a five, a four at the lowest… but a two point nine? Jeez, that’s rough.”
“I am good at sex!” You grunt. “Well, at least I thought I was.”
Soomin looks at you apologetically. “I didn’t mean to make you doubt your skills. I’m just shocked.”
“I’m shocked, too.” You sit upright, taking your phone and clicking on the star rating displaying your downfall. You at least hoped you could see who gave you what rating, and if possible, a reason behind it.
“What are you looking for?” Soomin peeked at your phone.
“Just trying to see if I can find out who gave me whatever many stars out of five.” Your tongue pokes out the side of your mouth in concentration. This app was brand new and still in the prototype stage, so it was a little difficult to navigate; but once you came across an option to see your rater, you didn’t hesitate to click on it.
“Damn… you’ve slept with a lot of people.”
“Are you calling me a slut?” You raise an eyebrow. “‘Cause if you are, I wouldn’t— I have a lot worse to say about you.”
Soomin shuts her mouth instantly. You smile gratefully before turning your attention back to your phone, scrolling through all the people who have something to say about your certain set of skills.
“This has got to be some kind of sick joke.” You gasp upon seeing all the comments. Soomin leans over your hands to read the comments for herself.
Lee Jeno — 3 out of 5 stars: she was okay. got the job done but nothing to get excited over.
Lee Juyeon — 2 out of 5 stars: took me awhile to get hard, she didn’t know what to do. actually i think it was because she had something on her mind idk. wouldn’t recommend her tbh
Lee Taeyong — 4 out of 5 stars: she’s really really pretty and made me cum quickly ʕ •́؈•̀ ��
Yoo Jimin — 1 out of 5 stars: i take it she’s never been with a girl before??? she’s a sweetheart but seriously needs to learn a thing or two :/
“I can’t read anymore.” You shut your phone off and place it in front of you. Maybe looking at the comments wasn’t such a good idea after all. “I can’t believe people think I’m that bad in bed.”
Soomon pats your shoulder consolingly. “You only looked at a couple of comments, maybe not all of them are going to be that harsh.” She picks up your phone and shows you Taeyong’s comment. “Look, he seems to have liked what you did. Not all of them are bad.”
You turn your nose up, not wanting to find the positives about this. “If only one comment is good out of the four I’ve read, then my chances of my ego being patched up are pretty slim.”
“Why do you have to be such a negative nelly?” Soomin frowns at you.
“I’m not. I’m just being realistic.” You shrug, brushing her hand off of you so you could curl up into your bed. “Maybe I should become celibate. That way I won’t have to ruin anyone’s chances of getting a good fuck.”
Soomin groaned as her head fell back, “You’re so annoying when you get like this.”
“Get like what?” You glare at her.
“Like this!” She waves her hands at you. “Like you’re some pitiful little person who has nothing going right for her. That’s not the Y/N I know. The Y/N I know would try and do something about that god awful score— not mope about.”
Soomin was right, but you couldn’t let her know that; her head was already big enough as it was.
“Let me wallow, I’ll be fine.” You mumble against your pillow, trying to end the conversation and halting further humiliation.
It was silent for a few minutes and you had hoped Soomin had given up trying to help, but no. She began speaking. “Are you sure there’s nothing you can do about your score?”
You groan and turn your body to stare at her.
“What?” She asked innocently. “You could always send them a message to see if they could potentially change the rating they gave you? Or, and this is totally off the top of my head so don’t attack me with the pillows— you could get someone to help you.”
You sat up, head tilting in interest as you egged her on to explain more. “Help me?”
She nods, “Yeah, like, I don’t know— hire someone.”
“Hire someone? I’m so lost, Soomin, what the hell are you on about?”
Soomin plays with the strings of her hoodie, not daring to make eye contact with you as she says, “I think you should hire someone to teach you how to have sex. Proper sex.”
It took a couple seconds for her words to sink in, and when they did they struck a chord within you. Proper sex? Were you not having proper sex this whole time? Is she implying that you don’t know how things work in the bedroom? So many doubtful questions fly about in your mind and you can’t help but wonder if they’re true.
“Y/N… what are you thinking?” Soomin chews on her bottom lip in anticipation; she hates it when you’re quiet for too long.
You look her in the eyes after letting out an exasperated sigh. “I think you’re right.” Soomin almost chokes on her breath. “I think I do need help.”
You heard the front door open and your heart stopped. You knew who it was, but you don’t think you have the courage to see them. Today wasn’t going well for you, let’s just say that.
The footsteps got closer and you didn’t dare to turn around. Only when two hands gripped your shoulders from behind the sofa did you look up at a disappointed face. “Hi.” You were so sheepish.
“No, don’t ‘hi’ me.” Soomin mocks your voice. “Do you wanna tell me why I just bumped into some random guy on the way up here looking like he’s about to cry?”
You wince, dropping your head. “Not really.”
“That’s not an answer I’m accepting. Tell me. You had sex again, didn’t you?” Her voice was so stern and full of authority— it made you feel like you were being told off by a teacher or parent. It wasn’t fun. None of this was fun.
“Maybe.” You shrugged. “Maybe not.”
Soomin tuts and moves round to stand in front of you, her hands on her hips and a mean stare boring into your face. “What happened to getting some help?”
“I am getting help!” You groan, grabbing a cushion and hugging it.
You stay silent. You knew that if you answered you’d be more embarrassed than you are right now.
“Y/N, where are you getting your help from?”
“I don’t want to say.” You look up at Soomin— she really didn’t look impressed. But, the more you think about it, this doesn’t really have anything to do with her. After all, it’s your sex life, not hers. “Isn’t it enough to know that I’m getting help?”
She shakes her head, “No, tell me.”
“Soomin— don’t look at me like that— seriously—? Okay, fine!” You jab the cushion with a finger. “Youtube… I’m watching videos on Youtube.”
You hear Soomin take a sharp inhale, the atmosphere immediately changing, and you knew what was about to happen. “Youtube? Wait— hold on. So, you’re telling me that you’ve been watching videos on what? Sex therapists, porn, tutorials?”
You gasp, “No! Who do you think I am? Some kind of sex pest, or something?”
“Well, I don’t know. You’re the one watching Youtube videos on how to be better at sex.” Soomin tries to keep a straight face, but from the idea of you watching a sex tutorial has her laughing. She’s a sucky friend.
“Stop laughing at me, or get out.” You glare up at her.
“Oh, come on! How did you even resort to Youtube? Didn’t you try finding someone on the app to possibly help you?”
“Of course I did.”
“Well?” Soomin sits down next to you, eager to hear what you have to say. “Did anyone say yes?”
You nod your head slowly, your teeth biting your bottom lip as you recall the messages exchanged. “He did say yes. But…”
“But what?” At this point, Soomin was leaning in too close for your liking, you could see each piece of glitter stuck to her eyelids. “Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!”
“He wants me to go to his place.”
Soomin looks at you like she’s heard this all before. “Seriously? That’s the but?”
You lean back, shoving the pillow into her face and groaning. “Soomin, you’re not being any help! This guy said yes to helping me get better at sex. I shouldn’t trust him. This feels too risky and too damn stupid.”
“Please,” Soomin laughs. “This guy is offering to help you! It seems like a trustworthy thing. Can I see him? I wanna see what he looks like.”
You hesitate a moment, wondering if it’ll be a good idea to show your best friend the guy who could potentially help you gain better… skills. “Here.” You hand her your phone and she gawks. “What?”
“He’s— that’s— Y/N!” Soomin looks like she’s about to pop.
“What! You’re freaking me out.” You snatch your phone back to try and figure out what’s got her so worked up, but from the last time you checked, no new messages or updates came through.
Soomin takes a second to regain her composure. “Y/N, what I’m about to say is going to knock your socks off.”
“I’m not wearing any socks.” You deadpan.
She rolls her eyes ignoring your comment. “That’s Jongseong— or better known as Jay. Y/N, my sweet, little, adorable, cute, loving best friend, the Jay has just offered to teach you sex.”
You looked confused as ever. “I have no idea who that is.”
“Are you for real?!” Soomin grabs your arm and shakes you. “He’s the hottest and most popular guy on campus! Have you not seen him walking around? His friends are so fucking hot. I’ve slept with one of them.” She adds a smirk to the last comment, seemingly proud of herself for accomplishing such a thing.
You shrug. “Still don’t know who this guy is.”
“You’re giving me a headache.” Soomin rubs her forehead. “Surely you’ve seen him at least once around college, right? Wait, hold on, you might have a class with one of his friends… Heeseung? No, Sunghoon? No… ah, it’s Jake! You have a class with Jake!”
Your eyes bulge, “Jake Sim? Sim Jake? Sim Jaeyun?”
Soomin grins the biggest grin you’ve ever seen. “Yes! He’s bezzie mates with Jay. Now does it ring a bell?”
“I didn’t realise it was him.” You stare at your phone, not really knowing what to do or think now that you know who’s willing to do a gruelling job. “I’ve gotta cancel this plan. I can’t go through with it.”
“No! You’re doing this, whether you like it or not.” Soomin wags a finger at you. “You’re gonna go get laid by Jay, your legs will wobble and ache because he’ll be the best fuck of your life. And you’ll come back here and tell me how good he felt being inside you, maybe you’ll have a few hickies covering your neck, some hand marks on your thighs…”
You realised that she was fantasising about Jay right in front of you. “You’re gross.”
Soomin shrugs, “A girl can dream.”
“Not on my sofa.”
Nervous was an understatement. You’ve never been so anxious and paranoid in your entire life.
You don’t know why you allowed Soomin to drag you out to this party— who’s party you ask? The one and only Park Jongseong. The same exact guy who said he’d help you, but you knew that. It’s the only thing that plays on your mind.
What were you to do? You weren’t that great at flirting; you found yourself sticking to Soomins’ side in a group of people you don’t know; you didn’t tend to get drunk at parties (you’re almost always the DD— Designated Driver). So, right now, you were out of your comfort zone.
“My palms are getting sweaty.” You rub your hands down your front.
“What…” you look at Soomin and wonder what even goes on inside her head. Most likely a bunch of wild animals pole dancing to classical music— weird stuff.
“Eminem. It’s from one of his songs,” she waves her hands about to jog your memory, acting as if you’ve never heard of the rapper. “It’s from the song Lose Yourself… okay, I give up. You’re so uncultured.”
You shake your head and giggle, “Whatever. Is anyone even gonna open this door? I’m getting cold out here.”
“What do you mean? We just walk in.”
“Huh? Then why have we been standing outside for nearly 10 minutes?” You sigh and brave it as you twist the door handle, opening the large wooden door and being immediately swamped by loud music, neon flashing lights, and the stench of alcohol mixed with marijuana and different flavoured vapes.
“Man, I fucking love parties.” Soomin was practically vibrating beside you.
You nod your head with pursed lips, “Yep.”
She rolls her eyes, “Come on, let’s go get you something to drink and then we can spy out Jay.”
You hold your breath until you’ve made it safely to the kitchen. If you were being honest, you don’t think you’ve seen so much alcohol in your entire life. There was liqour, beer, spirits, seltzer’s, sours, mixers, and even guinness— who the fuck drinks guinness?
You catch Soomin in the corner of your eye grabbing a red solo cup and pouring practically every open bottle into it. “Are you insane?”
“Hm?” She lifts your head momentarily before turning her attention back to the abomination of her drink.
“That’ll kill you. You’ve mixed too many drinks into that, your stomach will melt.” You wouldn’t normally be concerned with how much alcohol she drinks, but this is the first time you’ve seen her pour this much into one cup. “I get you like alcohol, but let’s be—”
“Awe, you’re so cute.”
You whip your head at the sudden voice joining in on your conversation. The body is tall, lean, and apparently he likes to wear tight clothes that show off his abs. You weren’t complaining; but you were about to. “Would you mind not butting into my convo? This doesn’t concern you.”
“Damn,” he tuts. “If this is how bad your attitude is, no wonder it reflects your sex life.”
Your jaw drops open. “Jay.”
“Hi, pretty girl.”
You scowl. “Don’t call me that.”
He moves in an instant to your side, his arm draping over your shoulders to pull you into his side. “Don’t be like that. We’ll be spending a lot of time together soon, we gotta get along.”
“Not necessarily,” Soomin interrupts after downing half her drink. “You could hate each other all you want, it only leads to some great fucking sex. I would know. I hate fucked Sunghoon.”
Jay raises an eyebrow at the mention of his friend, “Weird. He’s never mentioned you.”
Soomin smirks, her eyes glinting. You knew she was going to say something rude or snarky, so you had to speak before she did. “Okay, this conversation is over. Soomin, let’s go find someone we know, and Jay, please leave me alone. Just for tonight.”
It takes Jay a hot minute to realise he’s still holding onto you, so when he lets go you’re slightly pushed towards Soomin. “Jeez, I can’t be that gross, can I?”
You roll your eyes. “Let’s go.”
“See you later, pretty girl.” Jay waves his fingers at you, watching you leave the kitchen with your friend. His mind is now reeling after seeing you in person. He knew you were pretty— the pictures you have uploaded didn’t do you any justice— you were stupidly prettier in real life. How he’s never seen you before, he doesn’t know.
Once he’s left alone in the kitchen, he pulls out his phone and checks your profile to read all the comments left about you.
He just doesn’t understand. How can someone look like you and not know what to do in bed? Jay’s brain has been programmed to believe that all good looking people had the best sex… well, maybe not.
“She’ll learn. I’ll make her learn.” He mumbles to himself before emerging himself into the swarm of bodies dancing and grinding against each other. He needed to find his friends and he needed to find you— just to keep an eye on you… nothing more.
It didn’t take him long to find his group, they practically stood out as everyone kept their distance from them. For some reason, they were treated like royalty in public settings— no one would go near them or speak to them unless they were addressed first. It was nice, but at the same time Jay found it aggravating.
“Yo, where have you been?” Jake shoved Jay’s shoulder.
“Kitchen.” Jay wasn’t into whatever conversation Jake was trying to have, his only mission was to spot you out in the crowd and make sure you knew what you were getting yourself into.
“What’s up with him?” Jake asks Heeseung and Sunghoon, acting as if they actually knew what was up with him. Bearing in mind; these four guys share everything when it comes to who they’ve fucked, but for no reason at all (maybe one) Jay hadn’t peeped a word about you.
“Fuck knows.” Sunghoon shrugs, swigging back his beer. “Probably scouting for another chick to fuck.”
That was a plain enough answer for Jake to let the matter go. But when Jay visibly sighs and wanders off, Jake makes sure to watch where he goes. And when he sees him approach you, he raises an eyebrow in suspicion. “Why’s he gone over to— what’s her name?”
Heeseung leans to the side to see who his friend is looking at. “I think that’s Y/N.”
“Wait— isn’t she the girl who can’t fuck properly, or something?” Sunghoon butts in, too. Obviously not keeping the memo of playing it cool so Jay won’t see them spying on him.
Jake rolls his eyes, “She probably can fuck properly, just maybe doesn’t know the right positions and that.” Heeseung gives Jake a suspicious look when he hears him standing up for you.
“Do you like her?” Heeseung asks.
Jake splutters, “What—? No! I just have a class with her, she’s nice.”
Sunghoon and Heeseung smirk at each other, knowing full well that Jake was lying. “Yeah, okay.”
Jake ignores them and continues watching Jay talk with you; your face says it all.
You’ve never felt so awkward in your entire life. If it wasn’t for the fact Jay was trying to sweet talk his way into your good books, you think you’d actually be able to enjoy this party. “Jay, now isn’t the time to talk about that.”
He drapes an arm around your shoulder— again. “Call me Jongseong. I like it when girls call me Jongseong.”
You’ll admit that him saying that made butterflies erupt in your stomach. You had a brief thought of Jay hovering over you, his chain dangling in your face as he told you to call him by his real name. It made your knees weak and you were scared you’d fall, but to your luck, Jay was holding you up.
“Okay, Jongseong. Wanna leave?”
He was taken aback, his mind wavering with nasty, dirty thoughts. How are you already having this kind of effect on him? He hardly knows you.
“Fuck, yes. My room’s upstairs.” He slides his hand from your shoulder to your waist then to your hand. “Come on.” You didn’t budge and he looked at you confused. “What are you doing? Why aren’t you moving?”
You blink at him, “What did you think I meant by saying ‘wanna leave?’?” You pull your hand out from his. “I think it was obvious that I meant you should leave. I’m trying to hang out with my friends and you’re just… here.”
Jay finds it so hard not to get angry, but right now you’re pushing all the right buttons to piss him off. “Alright, pretty girl, if that’s how you wanna play things, fine. Let’s play.” He grabs your wrist and drags you away from Soomin, her hand reaching out for yours but she misses.
You had no idea what had gotten into him, maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was you.
“Ow! Jay, you’re hurting me. Let go.” You tug on your wrist to try and free it from his grip, but he was making it very clear that he won’t let go until he has you in his bedroom.
Once reaching said bedroom, you were amazed.
It was so clean and tidy. From all the boys you know, you’ve been in 75% of their bedrooms, and none of them were this neat.
You blink and shake your head, now wasn’t the time to be fascinated by a boys bedroom. He literally dragged you up here for no good reason— it was time to set him straight. “Why am I up here? Why did you drag me here? I was trying to—”
“Sh.” He raises a finger to his lips and you shush; surprised by your immediate obedience, you cross your arms over your chest. “You wanted this.”
You huff, “Wanted what?”
He walks over to his wardrobe, pulling out a dark blue box from the bottom shelf and places it on his bed— you watch him with furrowed brows, wild thoughts running on treadmills in your head.
“Me.” It was a simple answer, yet it confused you.
“I didn’t want you, I want your help. Big difference.” You uncross your arms and plant your hands on your hips. No matter how hard you try to stay defiant and look angry, Jay can read through your facade. He’s finding it cute and can’t help a small smile play on his lips. “This isn’t funny.”
“I’m not laughing.”
“You’re smiling.” You point at his face and he stares at your finger.
“I thought I told you to shush? So shush.” And you did. Again. Whatever newfound power Jay had over you, he was using it well. Tonight is the first time you two have met, and prior to this, you barely knew or heard of him, so you’re currently confused with his attention all on you.
“I’d like to go back to the party now,” you look over your shoulder at his door. “I didn’t come here for… this.”
Jay sighs and shakes his head, “I can see why everybody keeps rating you with such low scores; you never listen to what anyone has to say.”
You scoff, “Excuse me?”
“I’ve told you to be quiet twice now.” He shakes his head again, closing the distance between you in a split second, his hand coming up to push a stray piece of hair behind your ear. “You listen for a couple seconds and then you disobey.”
“Disobey? What am I, a dog?” You roll your eyes, and to your surprise that results you in getting pinned against his bedroom door. “What are you—”
Jay pushes two fingers into your mouth and you welcome them. “I told you to be quiet, pretty girl, how many damn times do I have to say it for you to listen to me?” He clearly looks annoyed and you’re finding yourself to be heavily attracted to him right now.
You barely even got to touch a drink, so this drunk-like haze fogging up your mind was spinning you out. You watched him eye your body up and down, the corners of his lips twitching when he sees your legs slightly apart. It was a simple move that you wanted to go unnoticed, but with the way things are going right now, of course Jay saw and took pity on you.
“Awe, you’re so cute.” He repeats his earlier words, and you frown. “Don’t frown at me. If you want something, just ask for it.”
Is this what a trap felt like? It certainly felt like it. You shifted your weight from one foot to the other, trying to decide if you should give in to his antics. Would it be so bad to get a little frisky with him when a whole bunch of people you didn’t know downstairs were partying? Probably.
You curse your inner whore for making you question the situation and pull Jay’s fingers out of your mouth with a pop— a string of saliva still connects you. And he brings his fingers to his mouth, licking your spit off.
“Fuck.” You blink at him, dazed. Why was that so fucking hot? “I— I need to be with my friends. Now isn’t the right time for whatever you’re planning.” You don’t sound so sure when speaking, but you have to escape or else you’ll regret it.
“Whatever you say, pretty girl.” Jay steps away from you and heads over to his bed, his fingers tracing the edge of the box.
You hesitate for just a split second; the devil on your shoulder telling you to tackle him to the ground and get some answers out of him. You wanted to know why he’s willing to help and why he’s so eager about it. But the only question that comes out from you is, “What’s in the box?”
He lifts his head, a small smile on his lips. “Oh, in this box?” You nod. “Stay and you can find out.”
“Damn you, Park Jongseong.”
Ever since the party was gracefully hosted by Jay and his friends, he’s been heavy on your mind and you curse him for it.
You don’t even have a solid reason as to why he’s been in your thoughts day and night.
You find yourself twiddling your thumbs back and forth over the keyboard. You want to send him a message telling him to come over, or that you’re willing to go back to his. But you don’t. You’re too scared.
It never leaves your mind that Park fucking Jay is willing to… sort you out. You hate how he’s doing this. What if it’s for a joke? A bet, even? God. Your mind is running wild and you suck your breath in, holding it in your lungs until it hurts.
“Are you trying to kill yourself?”
You puff out your breath and gasp upon seeing his face. “How—? What—? Why— why are you here?”
Jay enters your room and closes the door behind him. Your eyes dart to what he’s holding in his hands; the box. You feel your heartbeat pick up its pace when you see it and the hope— and nerves— bloom in your chest to finally be able to see the contents.
“Your roommate let me in?” He says it like a question and then you have a moment of no recollection of even having a roommate. Hold up—
“I don’t have a roommate…” you frown at the floor. “Soomin.”
When you shoot off the bed and scramble for the door, Jay holds an arm around your waste and shakes his head. “She left when I came in. Seems like she knew you’d be annoyed.”
Your huff and stand in front of him. “Why are you here?” You ask him again.
He sighs, “Really? Is it not obvious as to why I’m here?”
“You came to teach me sex.” You reciprocate his sigh and go back to your bed, your mood falling with each passing second. “For a split second I thought you came here to see me.”
“I did, didn’t I?” He stalks towards you and your heart jumps into your throat. You hardly know anything about this guy— apart from the fact he’s the hottest and most popular guy in college— so how on earth is he toying with your mind already? “What are you thinking about, pretty girl?”
You lift your head and stare into his eyes. Would it be worth telling the truth or should you just get this over and done with? The latter seems like the best option.
“I’m thinking about all the things you can teach me, so I can use them against you.” You tilt your head with a smirk. Who said being dirty was hard? You always found dirty talk to come easy, but from certain reviews it seems you aren’t.
Jay chuckles, “Well, why don’t you open this box and see if that will come true.”
“Huh— oh… okay.” You hesitate for a brief moment, your hands slowly reaching out to lift the lid off the box and when it’s clear what’s inside it, your eyes almost fall out of your head.
Jay dives right in and starts rummaging through the contents, swiftly pulling out something pearly white to dangle it in your face. Anal beads.
Immediately your cheeks feel aflame. You feel embarrassed. “Awe, never used these before?” Jay mocks, swaying them left to right in an attempt to ‘put you under’. “Anal beads are fun. You shall enjoy them. I shall enjoy them. We shall enjoy them.” He says it in a deep, elongated voice that makes you swat his hand.
“Stop it.” You throw the anal beads down on the bed; you’ll deal with them later. “What else, um, what else do you have in there?”
Jay happily produces a pink rabbit vibrater. A small digital screen on the handle to adjust the speed and mode, and when he presses the small button, it comes to life and you’re in shock. Never have you seen a vibrater move like that. Never have you wanted to own one this bad.
“We can use this one, if you want?”
You nod your head. “Okay.”
You lean in a little closer to see what else Jay had stored in the box, and to your surprise, he practically owns every sex toy in the world. Cock rings; bullet vibrater; a cock cage; a spanking paddle; more anal beads; a thin metal rod that you can only assume goes somewhere the sun doesn’t shine; a bunch of butt plugs; and… a tail?
Jay spots you ogling the tail and twirls it around in his hand, “You like it?”
You shake your head, “Never in a million years would you find me with a tail… no offence.”
Jay’s shoulders move up and down in a silent chuckle. “Okay… for tonight, let’s just use the cock ring and bullet vibrater. Does that sound okay to you? Anything else you want to use?”
“Oh—” your eyes dart back and forth from him to the box, your heart beating too fast in your chest. “Sounds okay to me.”
Jay nods and moves the box onto the floor, his body replacing the spot in front of you, the said toys to be used sat next to him. Was this really happening? Was your stupid sex teaching plan actually going to happen? It was now or never, you guess.
“How do we— I mean, how do you want me to be?” This is bad. This feels extremely wrong and bad and not worth it.
“What?” Jay looks perplexed. “What do you mean?”
You gesture to the bed, arms showcasing the whole room after. “Where do you want me? On the bed? Against the wall? On the floor?”
With the way he’s trying to hold in his laugh, you feel a stab in your gut. This most definitely was a bad idea. You shouldn’t have listened to Soomin about getting help, look where it’s got you.
“Please don’t laugh at me. You’re meant to be teaching me.” You cross your arms over your chest, trying to show how annoyed you are— but in reality, you just looked like a stubborn child. Not a good look.
He holds up his hands in surrender, “I’m not laughing at you, I promise.”
You squint at him and after a while you relent. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be sory, pretty girl.” He scoots closer and cups your cheeks. “Let’s get this started, yeah?”
You nod your head, staring into his dark brown eyes and wondering why on earth a man this pretty wants to be associated with you. Y/N, now is not the time for silly thoughts. Get some dick and be happy, you chastise yourself.
“Back to my question… how— where do you want me?”
This time something switches inside Jay. His smile is no longer on his lips, and the playful, mischievous glint in his eyes has gone. His face is straight and all he seems about is pure business. Well, at least he’s not laughing.
“On the floor. Get on your knees.” He points to a spot in front of him, his legs spreading to accommodate your body.
You quickly glance at him and see that he won’t take any hesitation or waiting, so you slide down onto your knees and sit in front of him on the floor. You stare up at him through your lashes and he tilts his head to the side, “What do you think I’m gonna ask you to do?”
“Suck you off?” You don’t sound too sure and he tuts.
“Is that a question or are you telling me?” He counteracts.
“Telling you?” Jeez. If this was a test you would’ve failed by now. “Telling you. I’m telling you.”
He nods, shifting his position so it’s easier for you to take off his jeans. “Good. Do it, show me what you’ve got.”
You take a deep breath and hastily undo his jeans and pull them down his legs until they sit at his ankles. He watches you closely and you can tell he’s thinking about saying something, but he waits for your next move.
Your fingers dive into the waistband of his boxers and in one swift motion, they’ve joined the bunched up material of his jeans. “Wow…” he’s big.
“Come on then, show me what you’re capable of.” Jay leans back until he’s resting on his elbows, his chin resting against his chest as he looks down at you staring wide eyed at his erect cock.
You slowly reach out and begin pumping him with one hand, squeezing a little too hard in some places and not hard enough in others. “Okay, stop.”
You retract your hand like you’ve been stung. You weren’t expecting to be scolded right away. Were you genuinely that bad, then? “Did I do something wrong already?”
“I wouldn’t say you were doing anything right, let’s just put it that way.” Jay somehow made this situation even worse than you had thought. You weren’t doing anything right. Screw whoever decided sex to be a thing. “Gimme your hand— do it like this. Stroke slowly and build up the speed; squeeze when you reach the base and loosen your hand when you reach the top, okay?”
“Okay, good. Try it.” Jay lets go of your hand and you try to copy what he said to do. It was a little difficult to get out of your old habits, but once you realised how easy it was to jerk someone off without pulling and tugging at it, you had Jay a moaning mess in the palm of your hand. “Shit— you’re a quick learner.”
You smile to yourself at the praise and add your other hand into the mix; spitting onto your fingers to create more lubrication, a wet noise now sounding around your bedroom.
“Use your other hand to play with my balls.”
“What—” you choke on your breath, hands stilling around his cock. “You want me to— to play with your balls?”
Jay rolls his eyes, “It’ll get me to cum quicker, or you can put the cock ring on me.”
You didn’t want him to cum just yet, so you opted for the cock ring. “How do I, um, put it on?” You fiddle with the toy in your hands and struggle to figure it out. You pull, stretch, twist, and tug on it until something happens to make it bigger, Jay holds a small smile on his lips as he watches you slide it down to the base of his cock. You tap it for good measure and somehow it starts vibrating.
“Turn it off.” Jay shakes his head, fingers gripping your bedsheets. “Y/N, turn it off. It’s gonna make me cum— fuck!”
You go into panic and mode fumble about even more before it turns itself off. “Sorry.” You’re ever so sheepish.
He takes a minute to hold himself together. “It’s fine. I didn’t know it did that either.”
You smile awkwardly and wonder what comes next. If you knew how awkward this whole situation would be, you would have avoided it at all costs. Yes, Jay may be absolutely fucking sexy as shit, but he isn’t exactly the best at reading the room.
“Come on,” he pats the bed, “Get out of your clothes then get on the bed.”
You stand up and start stripping. Now you’re getting to the good stuff, you hurriedly take your clothes off and trip over yourself.
“What are you doing? You’re not in a race. Take them off slowly, be sensual, keep the mood low and sexy.” Jay instructed you and you followed. Going slower this time, you lifted your top over your head and dropped it by your feet. Turning around, you moved your hair over one shoulder to expose your back, fingers dancing along the clasp of your bra to tease him— it’s so easy being good at this, you thought.
When you turn back round, Jay is staring at you with such an intense stare you felt like you would crumble. “Take it off.” You take it off. The bra falls to the floor and you’re now bare in front of him— everything on display and somehow you don’t feel shy. Maybe it’s the way he looks at you— no definitely. It’s definitely the way he’s looking at you.
You step forward, standing between his legs and you reach out for his shoulders, fingers gripping the material of his shirt. “I want this off. Can you take it off for me?”
“Take it off for me.”
You smirk, lifting the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head. Your eyes raked his torso and you couldn’t help but let out a little sigh— he’s perfect.
“Like what you see?” It’s his turn to smirk.
“C’mere.” He pulls you down onto his lap, the tip of his cock brushes against your stomach and butterflies go crazy inside you. This is the first time you’ve felt like this when having sex. Maybe all this time you were having sex with people you weren’t even remotely interested in. Who knows?
His arms wrap around your waist to pull you flush against him, and his eyes keep darting to your lips. “Are you gonna kiss me, or what?”
You roll your eyes before pressing your lips to his. He tasted like cherries and you moaned into his mouth. For once, he didn’t have anything to correct you on, and you swell with pride— kissing was always what you were best at.
Your hands tangle in his hair, tugging at the roots to tilt his head back. You trail sloppy kisses from his lips; to his chin; to his jaw; and to his neck, his eyes flutter close at how good your tongue feels against his skin. He revels in the way your body molds against his, how you’re so warm against him and how your scent overwhelms him.
A part of him feels like you’re playing it cool, only pretending to be bad, when in reality, you know exactly what you’re doing.
“Do you have a condom?” Jay asks breathlessly. You hum against his throat and lean over to your bedside table, opening the draw and pulling out a foil packet.
You swiftly put the latex on his length and stare down at him through your bodies. “Ride me? If you can, that is.”
The mockery in his voice made you want to prove that you’re good. You’re overwhelmingly good. But you knew that if you tried too hard, you’d make a fool of yourself— so as the saying goes, easy does it.
You grab the base of his cock— careful to not touch the cockring, just in case it starts vibrating again— and align his tip to your entrance. Now it’s come to this moment, you’re heavily aware that you haven’t been prepped, but you’re positive that you’ll be able to take all of him.
“You okay?” Jay brushes his thumb across the apple of your cheek, and you nod, maintaining eye contact as you slowly sink down onto him.
You both gasp when you bottom out, he feels so so so good inside you.
It takes you a few breaths to gather your bearings, you’ve never felt this full in so long. You don’t talk to each other until you’ve built up a steady rhythm with your hips; the speed built a pressure in your thighs but you still kept going, the euphoria was too much to worry about the ache in your legs.
“You’re doing so well, pretty girl.” Jay pulls you towards him, his nose rubbing against your neck to inhale your scent. His other other rises and lands against your ass cheek, a red mark of his hand staining your perfect skin.
“Nuh-uh,” he shakes his head, teeth sinking into your skin. “Call me Jongseong.”
Your breath hitches and you could almost swear you nearly came. “Please, Jay— Jongseong. I wanna cum.”
He groans and reaches to the side, grabbing the bullet vibrater and turning it onto the highest setting. He presses it against your clit and it sets off his cockring to vibrate as well— his eyes close and he dramatically moans, not expecting the sudden sensation.
You whimper out at the double vibration shooting through you. It flows up your abdomen, your spine, into your head until you start feeling dizzy from your quickly building climax.
“Hey, pretty girl?” Jay presses his forehead against yours. “Cream on my cock.”
And you do. You cum around his cock and it’s so delicious. It’s so delicious that you feel lightheaded. “Jongseong…” you sigh his name when you slowly creep back into reality.
Jay rubs your back soothingly, his legs shaking underneath you as he falls in his high— the warm feeling of him filling up the condom makes you shiver. If only he could cum inside you… maybe for another time.
“You were great, pretty girl. So great.” He praises you and you smile, warmth spreading through your limbs. “But I think you still need a few more lessons… just to be sure.”
The smirk on his lips told you he didn’t mean it. He just wanted to keep fucking you. You wanted to keep fucking him, too.
You and Jay have been seeing each other a few times a week to help ‘improve’ your skills.
“You know, this wasn’t actually my idea.” You stare up at the ceiling of Jay’s bedroom, his arm wrapped around your waist as your head rests on his chest. “Soomin was the one who brought it up. I told her I was good at sex, and now being here with you, I can finally stand by it.”
Jay chuckles softly, “Can you now?”
“Hey!” You slap his chest playfully. “You know very damn well that I’m good at sex.”
“All because of me, but yes, you’re very good at sex.” Jay presses a kiss to the top of your head, something he often did after you two sleep together. He liked making you feel safe and welcome in his hold, even if it was for a brief period of time before you slipped away from his arms and carried on with your life.
The two of you never put a label on it. Majority of your friends say that you’re in love, but you grimace and go “Ew, yuck!”
Soomin thinks you’re enjoying his dick too much; she keeps calling you “Jongseong’s toy.” It irks you beyond belief!
You often bump into Jake in the class you share together, he seems awkward around you every time you ask how Jay is. You wonder why he can’t maintain eye contact for more than two minutes. You think it has something to do with him overhearing you and Jay at night… or in the morning… or even in the middle of the day. It has got to be that.
Either way, you’re in a happy little (sex) bubble that you don’t want to pop just yet. Fingers crossed that it never gets popped.
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♡₊˚𓂃⠀◟ sweet acts enhypen headcanon
synopsis. sweet things they always do, enhypen headcanon !
genre. fluff, slice of life, romance ! wc. 669 !
an. 900 followers already, that’s insane. thank you guys so much for all the support, i don’t know where i’d be on this app without you guys. i also want to say good luck to everyone who wants to get enhypen tickets, and congrats if you’ve already got them… hopefully maybe i can go see them one day but this year is not going to be my year LOL !
양정원 #. 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐧 !
“go to sleep baby, i’m here.”
jungwon is the type who won’t sleep until you’re asleep. he will lay down in bed with you and cuddle you but until he’s sure you’re asleep by poking your sides that’s when he finally goes to sleep. he likes making sure that while you sleep you feel safe and he knows you feel safest when you’re not the only one awake so he stays awake with you until you’ve fallen asleep in his arms.
이희승 #. 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 !
“don’t worry about bringing anything, i have it already.”
heeseung is the type to have clothes for you already at his place. he actually has a drawer dedicated just for your stuff. he puts clothes you’ve left into it after washing them along with clothes that are his you always enjoy wearing. if you forget anything while staying there he has it already for you, and sometimes the fact he has your essentials leads to an impromptu sleepover.
박종성 #. 𝐣𝐚𝐲 !
“i’ll walk you to your door.”
jay is the type of man who drops you off home and walks you to your door before leaving. he doesn’t leave until you’re inside safe with a locked door. always tells you to the lock your door before walking away to his car, and you don’t go to your room until you see him get into his car and drive off safely. he’s always been cautious and he would never let you go somewhere by yourself at night time. during the day he might not walk you to your door but he also doesn’t drive off until you’re waving at him from your window.
심재윤 #. 𝐣𝐚𝐤𝐞 !
“i got that already for you.”
like heeseung, jake is prepared for your visits. he has a drawer in his room dedicated for you but also a drawer in his bathroom dedicated for you as well that includes all your essentials and face products so that you feel at home. jake also has a part dedicated for you in the kitchen full of your favorite snacks and always restocks it before you come over.
박성훈 #. 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧 !
“your hand is freezing.”
he holds your hand a lot, like a lot a lot. so when you guys are out in public if it’s cold he puts your hand in his pocket to keep it warm. he’s always asking if you’re cold or too hot, and he’s always aware of how you’re feeling. at first sunghoon wasn’t really the romantic but now he does the sweetest gestures. always keeps a jacket for you in the car but ends up giving you his because you look cute in it, and always gives you the sweetest smile followed by a quick peck on the lips when he puts your interlocked hands in his pocket.
김선우 #. 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐨 !
“have you eaten yet?”
the moment you step into his car or house he asks if you’ve eaten. he always offers to get you food, and when the two of you are out to eat he enjoys putting food onto your plate or feeding you. he also asks you about your day while waiting for the food ready to hear about any drama and then he tells you all the drama at the dorms too. sunoo is a boyfriend and best friend kind of package.
니키 #. 𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐢 !
“just lay in my lap.”
niki is the type to be fully immersed in the game he is playing but will let you lay in his lap while he plays. in between rounds before the timer goes off he will comb through your hair and talk to you and then when the game commences he places a quick kiss on your forehead before going back to his game. he reminds you that he loves you in between games and then makes up for paying attention more to the game than you later when he smothers you with his love.
2022 © jungwnies
A series inspired by some of my favorite tracks from the album 5SOS5 by well, 5SOS. Or a series of all the ways youth life could go wrongly right with your best friend.
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BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS, STREET RACE & COLLEGE AU; ANGST, FLUFF & SMUT
STREET RACER!HEESEUNG x FEM!READER
🎼 “𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞. 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞.”
For someone who earns a living by being the fastest, Lee Heeseung seemed pretty slow to notice his real feelings for Y/N — almost being too late.
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MAFIA & BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS KINDA LOVERS IN DENIAL AU; HURT/COMFORT & SMUT
MAFIA!JAEYUN x FEM!READER
🎼 “𝐖𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞’𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐲, 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮.”
Sim Jaeyun always found his way through Y/N’s bedroom window for solace, when the city seemed too oppressive to endure, when the bruises seemed too hard to handle by himself. It was just best friends’ things — until it wasn’t.
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ROAD TRIP (is it a thing? It is now) & BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS AU; HURT/COMFORT & SMUT
RICH KID!JONGSEONG x RICH KID FEM!READER
🎼 “𝐑𝐮𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭, 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲.”
It was summer and Park Jongseong decided to run away, he just never expected Y/N would support him enough to run away with him — to the east, to the seaside towns.
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🎼 “𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫. 𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞’ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡.”
When they are both fifteen years old, Park Sunghoon imagined nothing could come between him and Y/N. They were best friends, halves of a whole. However, their different decisions in college weren’t something he foresaw as well.
Small changes may be done, but the main plots are here! Also! The word count is one of the biggest mysteries of the universe together with the release dates as I am a slow writer and a full-time student (sadly)