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mooodyblue · 1 year

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take my pressure to the moon, astronaut | austin x plussized!reader

summary: it's valentine's day and austin wants to treat you right, only for it to backfire due to the anxious thoughts in your head.

warnings: nsfw mdni p in v, mentions of body image issues, mentions of not wanting to eat, read at ur own discretion 🙏🏼 probably missing some warnings idk

wc: 2.2k

a/n: i had nothing planned for today but alas. had a breakdown last night, got an idea at midnight and stayed up till 3 am just to finish this in one sitting. i told myself how i wished there were more plus sized!reader fics that weren't just smut and here i go writing more smut. but it's valentine's day! please be mindful of the tags. stay safe and happy valentine's day my friends <3 title is from 1/6 by sunmi 💗

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you always hated valentine's day. but it was different this year considering you were with austin now.

previous years, you'd find yourself in the clearance isles the day after, stocking up on your favorite snacks and then have your own late celebration. however, you'd never admit that to austin. you'll still be checking out that clearance isle though.

you didn't think you'd actually get to spend the day with him considering his busy schedule. he'd specifically asked for the day off just to treat you today. you were pleasantly surprised when you woke up to breakfast in bed, made by austin. it was nothing fancy. the tray had a plate of waffles, fruit, toast, eggs and of course, your beloved iced coffee that had mostly milk and creamer in it because you hated the taste of coffee. it's the little things that austin remembers and it's one of the main reasons he won you over.

he set the tray next to you, smiling proudly. "just call me gordon ramsay!"

you looked at the tray, a surpised expression on your face. "oh, austin! this is so-"

"but wait, there's more! hold on." austin left to the room only to return shortly, a small bouquet of roses in hand. "happy valentine's day, baby." he handed you the roses and placed a kiss on your cheek before sitting next to you, moving the tray to your lap.

oh, you could have just cried right then and there. "i didn't even get to do anything for you." you frowned.

"don't worry about it, trust me." he chuckled. he took a piece of fruit from your bowl, "now eat! i have a fun day planned for us." he said, feeding it to you.

after breakfast, you washed up and sat down at your vanity to do your make up. austin joined you in the bedroom, propping himself up on the bed and scrolling through his phone as he waited patiently for you to finish.

"what do you have planned? should i be scared?" you joked, working on your eyes.

he looked over at you, "scared? maybe a little." you widened your eyes, snapping your neck at him. "i'm just kidding! don't worry about it. 'm gonna take you to go buy a new dress for dinner tonight, then i was thinking we could....."austin continued to list off your plans for the day, but all you could do was focus on him mentioning dinner. knowing him, he most likely booked a table for the two of you at a restaurant. a public restaurant.

"...ashley told me about this amazing place in beverly hills......" you weren't even paying attention anymore. the thing is, your weight never really bothered you. it didn't bother austin either, he loved you no matter what size you were. but for some reason, you suddenly felt self conscious at the idea of eating at a public restaurant where you could easily be photographed mid bite, just to end up on the cover of some headline about someone at your weight dating austin butler.

crazy enough, you'd never eaten in public with austin. no fancy dinner or lunch dates, maybe an occasional date at a cafe, but you'd usually just get a drink and nothing else. you refused to eat in public, it was a genuine fear that you had.

"you still with me?"

you looked at him through the mirror, going back to applying your eyeliner. "yeah, sorry."

dress shopping was rough on you, especially knowing someone could easily photograph you trying on unflattering dresses and dresses that were a bit too small on you. you'd gone through five dresses already and you ended up hating them all, it was frustrating. you wished he didn't have plans on taking you out to dinner tonight cause it definitely would have made shopping a little easier.

"austin, i don't like any of these." you said through the dressing room door. "and the last one you gave me didn't even fit, it's embarrassing."

"hold on, i'm still lookin'" he went through another rack, lips perking up at a red dress that was just your size, perfect for valentine's day. "try this one on." he tossed it over the door and stood by the wall, waiting for you to come out.

the dress did fit and you were surpised at how good it looked on you, smiling softly at your appearance in the mirror. you walked out of the stall, showing it off to austin. "what do you think?"

"oh baby," he whistled and motioned for you to turn around, giving him a show. "i'd have you right here in this store if i could." your cheeks warmed up at his words, feeling your self esteem get a nice boost. "you're buyin' that one. can't wait to show you off tonight."

those words kept lingering in your brain, how he was going to show you off. it scared you slightly. you had no issue being photographed with austin, although annoying at times cause y'know...privacy. but why were you suddenly so bothered by it? you refused to bring it up to austin. you know he worked hard to get these reservations and you didn't want to ruin his plans for you.

on the way to the restaurant, you felt yourself get even more nervous, anxiety bubbling up in your chest. you really didn't want to do this. austin would understand completely, but maybe you'll push through just for him.

unfortunately, you were seated directly across from a window, perfect for someone to snap photos of the two of you. the restaurant was also filled, which didn't help at all. "i told 'em to put us in the corner." he sighed, looking over at the window. "i think we'll be alright though."

he'll be alright, but you? who knows. you just smiled and nodded, looking down at the menu and looking for something not messy, something that wouldn't have people questioning your eating habits the next day.

everything on the menu worried you, there was no safe option and you were definitely going to be laughed at on social media no matter what you ordered. you gave up and went with a pasta.

you weren't giving much to the conversation, just nodding along and taking sips from your wine. austin could tell something was off and you knew. "you alright?" before you could answer, the food was brought out and you looked down at it, questioning whether or not you should eat it or take it to go. "y/n?" he knew the moment you looked up at him.

you really tried not to cry or even tear up, it was all just frustrating for you. you wanted to eat the pasta in front of you, but your brain wouldn't stop giving you all these scenarios of what people would think of you.

austin pushed plate over to your side and stood up. "scoot over."

"what are you doing?" you asked, looking up at him.

"just-" he gestured with his hands for you to move. you moved your plate to the side along with your body as he sat beside you, shielding you away from the people there. it was a little awkward having you two sit on the same side, but it was kind of sweet. "will you eat a little bit? just for me?"

you looked at him then back down at your food, picking up the fork and taking a bite from it, covering your mouth with your hand anytime you chewed just out of habit. you could tell it made austin slightly sad, but he was just happy to see you eat.

he decided against dessert which made you feel slightly bad. "are you sure you don't want dessert?" you frowned.

he placed a hand on your lap. "i have something at home."

you only ate half of your food, too anxious to eat but well enough to eat enough to make austin happy. you'll eat the rest for breakfast tomorrow, anyway.

his hand didn't leave your thigh on the whole ride home, occasionally squeezing it and caressing your soft, delicate skin.

"i'm sorry." you muttered.

"for what?"

you looked down at your lap, watching how austin's hand gripped at your thigh. "ruining dinner."

"you didn't ruin dinner." he sighed. "i'm just happy you ate. i'm proud of you, baby."

you gave him a warm smile, but there was still that slight feeling of dread for ruining dinner.

the moment you got home, you put your leftovers in the fridge. as you turned around, you were met with austin leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed as his arms darted up and down your body. "austin i-"

"don't." he walked over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. "i wish you could see yourself the way i see you."

"oh, austin...." you rolled your eyes.

"listen to me." he moved his arms to cup your face, "you're gorgeous. you're the most beautiful human being i've ever laid eyes on. you have no idea how bad i wanted to rip that dress off of you and take you right there in front of everyone to see."

your cheeks got hot, a familiar sense of warmth running through your body.

"gonna fuck all of those nasty, little thoughts out of that head of yours. i promise you." he growled, crashing his lips onto yours. he caught you off guard, stumbling and having your back meet the fridge. your hands cupped at his jaw, letting his tongue slip through your mouth. his hands traveled all over your body, stopping at your breasts as he squeezed them through your dress. "love your tits so much." he muttered in between kisses.

you felt him hard against your thigh, only making you crave him even more. "fuck, austin-" you gasped.

you moved your hand to give him some pressure, only for him to slap your wrist away. "don't worry about me baby, let's focus on you." he pulled away from you slightly to bend down and hook his hands under your thick thighs. you let out a slight yelp as he lifted you up and brought you to the other side of the kitchen, slamming your back against the wall as he continued to explore your mouth, tasting the sweet, wine still on your lips from dinner.

you tried to pull yourself down, pulling away from his lips. "i'm too-"

"shut up." he met your lips again, coaxing you out of your thoughts once again. he began hiking up your dress to just above your dripping, wet cunt, tsking at the lack of underwear. he pulled the zip down of his dress pants, pulling himself out of his underwear and finally freeing his hard cock, glistening with precum as he wrapped his hand around himself, moving his fist up and down a few times. "see what you to do me? fuck."

you wrapped your legs tightly around his waist as your arms went to neck. "oh my god, fuck me. please." you begged.

he wasted no time and eagerly inserted himself into you, throwing his head back at the warm, right feeling around him. "feelin' so good around my cock, baby. keep those legs around me." he slammed in and out of you, watching as your breasts bounced along with his thrusts, the straps of your dress slipping with every move of his hips. "love this body of yours baby, takes me so fucking well. can never stop thinkin' about you."

there was something about knowing how you made austin feel, all of your insecurities from before suddenly feeling pointless. you wanted to appreciate your body more, after all, austin loved it therefore you should love it too. you were always so amazed at how much he loved your body, how he explored every part of it during sex, squeezing and kissing in all the right places. and now being fucked against the wall, his strong arms holding you tightly against it as he groaned into your neck, praises leaving his mouth left and right, you couldn't have asked for anyone better.

"oh my god, austin. austin, austin, austin." you moaned, throwing your head back as he hit your sweet spot.

"yeah, say my name baby." he slammed a hand against the wall as he moved his hips faster, nipping and kissing at your neck. "god, you were made just for me."

the sounds coming from the both of you were pornograpic, the sounds of your moans and juices filling the entire kitchen. you felt yourself getting closer, your orgasm bubbling inside you quickly. he knows it as he feels you flutter around his cock, earning a grunt from him as his own climax was approaching. "oh my pretty baby, love you so fuckin' much."

"aus, i'm gonna-" you whimpered.

"me too, c'mon. gonna fill you right up." his thrusts began to stutter, slowing down as his orgasm hit, moaning as he felt your walls clench right around him. "that's right, so perfect for me, good lord." he panted.

he kissed you again, pulling away and touching your forehead with his as the two of you caught your breaths. "marry me." he said breathlessly.

your eyes widened. "what?"

he let out a breathy laugh. "you heard me."

you didn't know what to say. there was so much to take in. he still had you pinned up against the wall, his cock was still inside you and he just came inside of you, now suddenly you're being proposed to. you let out a laugh, "i can't believe you just proposed to me with your dick still inside of me."

"still waiting for that answer."

you hummed, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. "let's do it."

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#austin x reader #the gif makes me giggle

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lustspren · 2 years

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STARBOY EP 1. The Hills ft Sunmi

length: 8.2k words.

Lee Sunmi & Male Reader.

genres: smut, oral, mistress, creampie, rough sex. ✧

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2 months have passed since you made the decision that would mean one of the biggest turning points in your life. You didn't feel good or bad about it, it was just the only option you had at the time; of course, you could go out on the street and start looking for job vacancies like crazy, but it wouldn't be the easiest thing, right?

Plus, what's better than getting paid to fuck?

The first weeks had been boring; nothing out of the ordinary had happened other than a couple of jobs with some shy pretty girls, but it still wasn't enough, since Heejin was in charge of making sure that you both didn't starve. But like everything made with love and dedication, it began to turn into a snowball that went down a mountain; after a month your jobs multiplied, and you had gone from having a client every two weeks to having 3 to 5 per week. Of course, this meant significant economic growth for you for the simple fact that the more reputation and good reviews you had, the more you could take for each job, and of course, a relief for your roommate, who was slowly descending into madness from all the bills she had to pay on her own.

Your growth was not only reflected in the economic aspect, but also in your status on the allegedly illegal platform of gigolos in which you were. Like any service platform, the reputation was based on a review system, stars and anonymous opinions of the clients, and to your surprise, by the time you were two months old, you were averaging almost five stars, which, according to Heejin, was a rare thing to see on that network. Honestly, you didn't expect such success, since you didn't exactly consider yourself an Adonis in bed, but apparently there was something about you that all your clients always liked without exception, of course you weren’t going to complain, it was a difficult opportunity to ignore, and you would make sure to squeeze it one hundred percent.

Everything was going uphill for you, you had bought a new television, a new phone, and many other luxuries that with your previous job would have been impossible for you to buy, you could even afford to give Heejin a lot of generous gifts that, of course, were rewarded with a good night of fucking. You felt happy and comfortable, and you could tell that your partner was too, there was nothing more important to you than that.

It was exhausting, yes, but money was everything to you, besides, what work is not exhausting?

Your week had been pretty busy; you had 4 clients, and on top of that you had to accompany Heejin to do some errands in the city center almost every day until today, Saturday. You both arrived at the apartment around noon, and the first thing you did was throw yourself face down on the couch, with exhausted legs and your eyes heavy with sleep.

"God, you're so dramatic, we just went to the hairdresser," Heejin said, shaking her head as she walked straight into the kitchen.

"Yes, but to go to the hairdresser we had to walk all over the mall, and before we got there, walk for two blocks just because you couldn't find a store with nice clothes," you answered, to see her while she drank a glass of water, "Oh, and not only that, you made me get up at 7am!"

"You need to get up early and do some exercise, don't be a wimp," you wanted to throw a cushion at her, but deep down you knew she was right.

"Not all of us do 7 damn minutes of planking, some of us are mortal," you settled into the couch, lying on your back with your head resting on an armband.

"Did you say something?” Heejin frowned and tilted her head, “I only hear baby cries."

"...Fuck you"

"Oh yeah, fuck me" suddenly, a smile and an excited expression formed on her face.

“No”

"Ah come on, don't be mad at me," Heejin came out of the kitchen and walked towards you, to straddle your abdomen, "I'm just kidding, you're not a wimp or a crybaby," she leaned into you and cupped your cheeks with her hands, spreading little kisses all over your face.

You were really trying to look upset, but having Heejin in care bear mode on top of you didn't help much; after a few seconds a smile formed on your face, and with it your whole performance was spoiled.

"There you go, I knew you couldn't resist my love," she said, with the most beautiful eye smile you had ever seen. You could feel your heart completely melting.

"God, I love you, did you know that?"

"Yeah I know. I love you too, wimp," you were about to complain, but you were silenced by the crash of your lips, this time sinking into a slow, loving kiss.

You could have been kissing for a long time, if it wasn't for your phone vibrating with a notification that you knew perfectly well, since you had set a tone exclusively for that. You broke the kiss, turned to the right and grabbed your phone from the coffee table to check it.

"What is it?" Heejin asked, now with her head resting on your chest.

You took a moment to open the app and see the notification; indeed, it was a new job, but…

"No fucking way..."

You froze for a few seconds, and your eyes were lost in nothingness trying to assimilate what you had just read.

"What? Hey!" Heejin shook you a few times to get you out of the trance. "Something bad happened?

"You... just read it," you put the phone in her hand, and Heejin sat on your abdomen to carefully read your client's information.

"HANNAM THE HILL?" she yelled, and then covered her mouth.

"Uhm... that's what it says," you still didn't quite know what to say, Hannam The Hill was the popular name of one of the richest and most luxurious neighborhoods in all of Seoul, where only big celebrities, high-ranking businessmen and maybe gangsters lived. And yes... your client was one of those three.

"You know how big this is, don't you?" Heejin pointed at your phone screen as she looked at you, still impressed, "She’s rich, if she likes you, she will recommend you among her contacts. You can become an escort for millionaire women!"

"What the fuck... I… I'm not ready for that."

"Oh come on! You have nothing to lose, besides, we would be talking about a lot of money."

"You don’t know that."

"Honey, women like her and me will give anything for a good cock, the difference is that I have one for free," Heejin winked at you, "But that's not the point, the point is, you have talent, and if you go with the right mindset, you'll have her in your pocket."

And there you were, again immersed in a choice that could change the course of your life, more difficult and screwed up than the previous one. There hadn't been such a problem last time, after all, they were girls of your same social status, so you felt comfortable and without pressure, but this situation was different; you never imagined having to go to one of the most luxurious neighborhoods in Seoul, to fuck a wealthy woman and take the "risk" of becoming her personal fucktoy.

Of her, and if Heejin was right, of many more.

<> You asked yourself in your head, without expecting an answer from your subconscious. You were terrified of all the possible scenarios, but it was an opportunity that you couldn't pass up. You had to take a leap of faith. You closed your eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, letting out a sigh.

“Agh… fuck it, I’ll do it.”

"Yaaay!" Heejin celebrated with lively applause and a big smile on her face.

"What if it's a setup to sell me into slavery to Indonesian smugglers?"

Heejin's smile immediately faded, just as her palms stopped in midair.

"I'm going to kick your ass."

"Sorry, I'm just nervous."

"Everything will be alright baby, be positive, okay?" Heejin leaned towards you and caressed your hair affectionately.

"Fine" you gave up with a sigh, giving the girl above you a little peck on the lips.

"By the way, when is the session supposed to be?"

"Uh..." You took your phone from her hand and opened the notification again to see the date, "Fuck, today at 8 pm. I have to get ready."

"Honey, you still have time. Let's just relax a bit," Heejin took the phone out of your hands and put it on the table next to the couch, then snuggled into your chest. You couldn't say no, so you just wrapped your arms around her and took a deep breath, a few minutes later, you both fell asleep.

6 hours later. 7:14PM.

It wasn't something you were proud of, but you were the kind of person who could be in the middle of an earthquake and still need a bucket of cold water to wake you up. This time, the bucket of water was Heejin's constant shaking on your chest.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey," she repeated, on an admittedly annoying level as she nudged you.

Seconds later you regained consciousness, until you finally opened your eyes and saw the brown-haired girl with a frown.

"What?"

"You have one hour to get ready and get out of here, hurry up!" she called out, then got up and walked to the kitchen to get a package of sliced bread from one of the shelves.

"Fuck!"

You got up (rather, you fell to the floor) from the couch and ran to the hall, then to the bathroom to take off all your clothes and get into the shower. You weren't sure, but it had possibly been the quickest shower of your life, so much so that you didn't even get to wash your hair properly, so the shampoo and soap were more than enough for you.

When you left the bathroom you immediately entered your room and opened the closet, seriously thinking about how to dress; you couldn't go like a homeless, but you couldn't go too fancy either, in both cases you'd look ridiculous, so you just decided to go with a casual outfit: a white hoodie, black joggers and a pair of sneakers. You also thought about putting on perfume, but the variety you had in your hairdresser wasn't exactly too great; you chose the first one that crossed your hand and you applied enough so that the aroma doesn’t disappear so easily. Ready to go, you walked out to the kitchen to be greeted by the familiar scent of toast.

"Ah, just in time! Your dinner is ready," Heejin said, bringing a plate with two sandwiches to the table along with a glass of apple juice.

"Honey, I can't be late, I have to go fast!" You protested picking up your phone and putting it in your hoodie pocket.

"Oh no, don't even think about it!" she stopped you, as you walked towards the exit, "don't think I'm going to let you go fuck without having dinner, who knows when you'll be back!" her brow furrowed and her fists clenched, you knew it was best to take heed.

You sighed, and then nodded to go sit in front of your plate. The sandwiches were outrageously good, one of the few things Heejin cooked to perfection; ham, cheese, tomato and lettuce, just the way you liked them. You finished in no time, not much more than 5 minutes.

"Now I really have to go," you said as you got up from the table and wiped some breadcrumbs off your pants, "the sandwiches were delicious, thank you so much Hekkie, see ya later" you stood in front of her and gave her a kiss on the forehead, to then begin to walk to the exit.

"Wait!" She stopped you, grabbed your sleeve and turned you around to plant a sweet kiss on your lips, "good luck wimp," then she opened the door behind you, and pushed you out of the apartment. Now you were alone against the world.

Not having a car, the first thing you did was take out your phone to order a taxi, which arrived after about 6 or 7 minutes, by then you were already waiting for it in front of the gate of the building where you lived. You got into the backseat, and as soon as you gave the driver the direction, your way to the hills began.

Seoul at night was a beautiful city, alive, radiant and certainly intimidating, it was very easy to feel small in a place like that, and that's exactly how you felt, especially for the purpose of your trip. During the entire way you were staring into the streets, still trying to figure out if what you were experiencing was a lucid dream or if it was reality. You were completely disconnected from what was happening, you felt the music from the radio far away, buried under 5 floors while you navigated through your thoughts; you were so distracted that it took the driver more than three attempts to get your attention.

"Hey, sir, not to be nosy, but what exactly are you going to do in Hannam The Hill? It's not common to order a taxi to go to that place, normally all its residents go in luxury cars and don't need this kind of service”, the man said, with his eyes on the road.

"Oh, I'm just going to... hmmm, visit a... friend," you weren't so sure how convincing you sounded, but from the driver's face, it seems like not too much.

"Well, consider yourself lucky to have friends like that" he replied with a mischievous tone of voice, followed by a giggle.

You didn't say another word, you just let out a small sigh to sink into your seat.

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"Here we are, good evening sir," the driver said as he stopped on a street between residential complexes.

"Thank you, have a good evening too," you said as you got out of the taxi, and seconds later, he was gone, leaving you alone in the nest of vipers.

And yes, you were the mouse, or at least that's how you felt with how intimidating that place looked to you. The change in lifestyle was very noticeable compared to the area where you lived, here all the people looked expensive, wore expensive outfits, went with expensive phones and had expensive cars; the architecture was nothing extravagant, rather, it looked simple, but the large windows of the residential buildings showed why it was such an exclusive area. The air that was breathed was also different, and it wasn’t only because of the height of the hill, but also because of the carefree aura of all the passers-by, they knew that they were rich people with a settled life, that they didn’t have to worry about shitty bosses or shitty salaries. You automatically felt like an intruder.

You were standing on the sidewalk of what you knew was the main street, with a slightly meandering shape that went between the buildings. In front of you was a five-story residential complex in the shape of a small semicircle, with balconies protruding one below the other in a system of levels, all being the same size, they reminded you of the stairs to go up to your apartment; you reckoned at least three more of those to the end of the street; they were the most attractive in the whole place, since the others were ordinary buildings, luxurious, yes, but seen from the sky they could be perfectly located in the center of Seoul.

You could have easily stood still for five more minutes, but the people passing by began to look at you with suspicion, you assumed that it wasn’t normal for an idiot to stay there for so long in a place like that. You took out your phone to look at the exact address of the apartment, you had no idea which of all the buildings it was, so you just started exploring.

Thank the gods, it hadn't been that difficult, you had the number of the building, so it was just a matter of walking for a while until you found the right one; time ended up taking you to one of the buildings on the right row, specifically one that faced the Han River and the beautiful bridges that passed over it, but as expected, you couldn't even get into the hall that easily, since there was a security guard at the gate, the old man wasn't intimidating at all, but it was still an obstacle.

"Excuse me sir, I'm going to the apartment…" you checked your phone for a second, "5, top floor."

The guard looked you up and down and then walked over to you, patting your waist and legs a few times to make sure you weren't carrying a weapon, then turned around, picking up the phone on the wall to dial a number that you assumed was the one from your client's apartment.

"Good night, Miss Lee, here is a man who says is coming to visit you... yes, what is your name, sir?" the guard asked as he looked at you.

"Uh… she knows me as Starboy, Star-boy," you separated the word into syllables, so the guard would repeat it through the phone correctly; you quickly felt embarrassed by the alias, as the man gave you a puzzled look.

"Sssu-taru-boy… Aha… understood, at your service," finally, the guard hung up and nodded for you to come in, "go ahead, sir, have a good night."

"Thank you," you said with a small bow to the man before moving into the hall. You walked straight to the elevator, and pressed the button that would take you to the apartment floor; when the doors opened again, you felt a chill run down your spine, which later evolved into goosebumps all over your body. The door was there, at the end of the wide corridor that seemed to grow longer and longer; you walked slowly, as if the person waiting for you behind that door was a demon straight outta Lucifer's legion (it probably was).

"Okay, focus, you can do this," you murmured to yourself as you stood in front of the beautiful mahogany door, shaking your shoulders to release your nerves, and then, after a few seconds of mental preparation, you pressed the bell.

Not even 5 seconds passed when the green light of the security system installed on the doorknob turned on. The door opened.

And there she was, possibly one of the most beautiful women you've ever seen.

The beauty and class that her aura transmitted was completely out of the ordinary, it captivated all your senses in the best possible way; dark brown hair that reached halfway down her torso, perfectly wavy, shiny, and manicured; a turtleneck dress with long sleeves fitted to her curvy body, whose incredibly sexy legs stood out for their length and how creamy they looked. And her face, for God's sake, you've never seen anything like it. Her eyes were sharp like those of a predator, with an outline that only highlighted how deep her gaze was; you felt intimidated, but from the way she looked you up and down, you soon felt turned on.

"Come in" the woman said in a harsh and commanding tone of voice as she stepped aside.

And that's what you did. You crossed the door frame, to later hear how it closed behind you.

The apartment was fascinating despite how "minimalist" it was, but what caught your immediate attention was the large window that ran from one end of the apartment to the other, giving a beautiful view of the river, the bridges and the city in the distance; unintentionally you went straight to the glass, stunned by the beauty that came from every corner of your eyes.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" her voice behind your left shoulder chilled you.

"Yes... everything looks so different from here... it must be amazing to see something like this every morning."

"Over time you get used to it and it stops being so impressive, but that doesn't stop it from being beautiful," she put a hand on your waist, pulling you a little closer to her, "come on, let's relax a bit."

The moment you turned around, Miss Lee separated from you and walked over to the long L-shaped sofa in the middle of the room.

"Have a seat, please," she said before leaving you alone to go to what you thought was the kitchen. You sat in the middle of the couch and leaned your back on the cushion behind you, which by the way, you felt was more expensive than your entire apartment by itself; in front of you, a coffee table and two single sofas with heart-shaped cushions. You looked up a little more, to admire the huge television fixed perfectly in the middle of a bookcase, which was adorned on both sides with a few portraits, small statues, and… sketches? You leaned forward to take a closer look, realizing that they were sketches of dresses, vests and blouses.

"Looks like you've already noticed my amazing designs," Miss Lee said as she came back with two crystal glasses in one hand, and an ice bucket with a bottle inside.

"Are you a fashion designer?" you asked, while she left the bucket and the glasses on the table.

"Do you think a simple designer can afford this apartment?" she sat next to you, her right elbow on the back of the sofa and her legs crossed one on top of the other. Her posture, her gaze and her tone of voice made you feel small and vulnerable, you knew she was scanning every detail of you.

“Well…”

"No, even though I do designs from time to time, it's not my job, in fact, I'm the one in charge of approving the designers' work."

"Then you are?..."

"Do you know Style Nanda?"

You weren’t a very passionate person about fashion, but you did a little tour of your memories, without going any further, you went to the morning of that same day, when you were in the center of Seoul with Heejin and you visited a mall. Yes, you had a vague memory of the great facade of the brand among all the others, it was pink, and it reminded you of the facade of some Tommy Hilfiger stores.

"Yes?" you finally said.

"CEO."

Well, that made sense.

"Oh wow... Well, you're definitely thirty steps above me."

"We're not here to prove my superiority, we're here for you to fuck me like no one has ever fucked me before," with that sentence, you felt a small tingle from your lower abdomen to your crotch, it was starting. But still, you didn't want to get nervous, you had to keep your composure. You looked into her eyes, holding her intense cat-like gaze for a few seconds.

"I'm sure I won't disappoint you."

"You better not," it was very subtle, but you could tell one of her eyebrows arched slightly, "but well, as much as I'd love to keep talking about myself, would you mind pouring the wine while you tell me why you're doing this?"

You obeyed the order and leaned forward to take the bottle already uncovered from the ice, it was white wine, and it had a name that you couldn't even pronounce out loud: <>, you had no idea what it meant, but from the presentation of the bottle, it also seemed more expensive than your entire apartment.

"Well, long story short, my boss was a fucking bitch and she only fired me because she didn't like me," you began, as you carefully poured the wine into both glasses, "I was a very good employee, and had a good working relationship with my colleagues, but I don't know, I was the only one in my department to be fired."

You put the bottle of wine back in the bucket, and took both glasses to hand one to her. Miss Lee kept her eyes on you, waiting for you to keep counting.

"Then I got home, and my roommate tried to find solutions for me while I hated my life, and I don't remember how we got to that, but, she told me about this platform and how I could get the most out of it thanks to my qualities. "

"Her? Do you live with a girl?"

"Hm? Ah, yes, since 2 years ago, we have become very close."

"Do you fuck her?"

You weren't shy about answering, but the question still took you by surprise.

"Uhm... yes, quite a lot, I'd say."

"I see… so, she recommended the platform to you because of the size of your cock?"

"Not only because of its size, I also know how to use it."

For the first time that night, you could see a very small hint of a smirk on her face.

"Alright then, how about we make a toast to you being here?" she raised her glass to you, and you did the same, causing both glasses to slightly touch

You both took a sip of your wine, and you were surprised at how delicious it was, with a mix of flavors between pear, apple, lemon, and grapes. You weren't exactly a wine fan, you were more into drinking vodka, but you would definitely give it more chances from now on.

"Well…" Miss Lee put the glass down on the table and then carefully took yours from your hands to do the same, carefully removed her heels, and straddle your lap, her dress slipped up a bit, allowing you to see the black of her panties for a moment, "how about we get started?"

Miss Lee cupped your face with both hands and crashed her lips against yours, melting them in a kiss that from the first moment was slow but full of passion. You sank down a bit on the sofa, leaving her body slightly on top of yours.

"Don't be shy… touch me," she murmured in the middle of the kiss, which she then intensified with the addition of her tongue. You didn't need her to tell you twice; your hands went straight to her waist, pressing her body to yours and then raising her dress to her abdomen, you squeezed her butt hard, and noticed that she was only wearing a thong. With more freedom to move her legs, she gripped her thighs on either side of your body, and began rubbing her crotch against the growing bulge in your pants.

The sensation of her ass between your fingers was incredible, her flesh was soft and spongy, perfect for squeezing and massaging; but as much as you wanted to grope her ass all night, you also wanted to get a feel of her tits; your hands slid between your bodies to her mounds, giving each one a gentle squeeze, and to your surprise, Miss Lee wasn’t wearing a bra, allowing you to fully feel the softness and size of her tits under your hands. She moaned against your lips and also slid a hand between your bodies, reaching for your erection and returning the favor with a few hard squeezes, then she broke away from the kiss and placed her hands on your shoulders.

"Mmm, such a good kisser, first point to evaluate approved," she said, licking her lips.

Great, now you are also being evaluated.

"Clothes off, now," she ordered before standing up, you obeyed the order immediately, taking off first your shoes, your hoodie, your pants, and lastly, the boxer that enclosed your hard cock, which immediately attracted Miss Lee’s gaze, "Oh my god, it's bigger than the pictures… lay down there, please," she pointed to the longest and widest part of the couch.

You went where she pointed and laid down, supporting yourself only on your elbows as you watched her unzip her dress and slide it off her body, now fully exposed to you. She was the perfect definition of a fleshy, smooth and curvaceous body, starting from her beautiful tits, which had you drooling just looking at them as she got closer to you.

She walked up to stand in front of your feet and turned around, to slowly slide her thong off her ass and down her legs, giving you your first glimpse of her plump wet pussy, and sure enough, your cock throbbed at the thought that soon you were going to be wrapped by that meat.

Before getting on the couch with you, Miss Lee pressed several switches on the wall until only the lights above you were on, while the rest of the room was dark, giving the encounter a more sexy and intimate touch.

"You better know how to eat pussy… if I'm happy with your work, you'll be rewarded immediately," Miss Lee crawled over you until her tummy was on your face, then turned around, and settled her body so that her pussy was floating inches from your mouth. Little by little she lowered her hips, until finally your face was buried between her soft buttocks, and when you felt her pussy on your lips, you began to use your tongue delicately as a prelude to what was to come; you moved along her slit, making long licks complemented by sensual kisses on her folds; her moans soon became present, they were very subtle, but the deep silence in the room allowed you to hear them easily.

"Mmmm," she moaned against her pursed lips, then rested her hands on your thighs and twisted her hips slightly; with the indication that you were on the right track, you brought your hands to her waist to apply pressure with your fingers, while your tongue varied in strokes and speeds; you were going faster now, and as her sweet nectar seeped from her pussy, your thirst to please her seemed more and more fueled.

It took a little while, but within seconds Miss Lee was grinding her hips against your face, slow at first, but as you increased the pace of your licking at her clit so did her desperation for more pleasure. Her moans were no longer controlled and discreet, now the whole room was full of her beautiful sounds of joy; her nails dug into either side of your hip before she dropped against your body, her tits pressed against your lower abdomen, and you felt her take your hard cock with one hand and shove it into her mouth without any warning.

The sudden feeling of warmth around your cock made you moan, but that didn't stop you. You knew that was the reward for doing a good job, so you doubled your efforts, squeezing her buttocks and eating her pussy like a hungry animal. She moaned around your shaft as she bobbed her head up and down, giving you a perfect messy blowjob that wouldn't last much longer.

"Oh shit, oh shit, that's it, just like that!" she moaned loudly as she pulled your cock out of her mouth, straightening up so she could grind her ass against your face; you were smothering between her buttocks and against her pussy, but you didn't give a damn, you kept licking frantically while Miss Lee used your hair as a prop to move harder.

Not many seconds passed when her moans grew louder, you gave one last effort, reaching for her tits with both hands and giving each one a strong squeeze, igniting the spark that would trigger her orgasm. Her thighs pressed against each side of your face with such force that you felt your skull would explode; she fell forward, gripping to your hips as spasms controlled her. Her juices spilled all over your face, but you scooped up as much as you could with your tongue until her body relaxed, as did the pressure of her thighs against your head.

Regaining her composure, Miss Lee pushed her ass out of your face and turned around again, to straddle your abdomen and lean forward, cupping your chin between her thumb and forefinger.

"Congratulations… you're the first to pass this point, no one has ever eaten my pussy so good," she said quietly, still catching her breath, "you did so well, that you earned the privilege of cumming on my tits."

She placed a kiss on your lips, before sliding down your body and positioning herself between your legs. Your cock throbbed right in front of her face, which made her smirk.

"You have an amazing cock… it feels really, really good in my mouth," she said, as she placed wet kisses on your balls, working her way up to your tip, "that's another approved point for you, by the way."

Miss Lee took your cock in one hand and gazed into your eyes as she twirled her tongue around your head, before giving it a couple of kisses and bringing half of your shaft into her mouth. A long moan of satisfaction left your mouth at the now familiar feeling of warmth around your cock; Miss Lee started pumping her head slowly, as if she wanted to make sure you felt the softness of her lips and tongue as much as possible; you propped yourself up on your elbows to get a more comfortable look, while she gave you the most sensual blowjob you had received in your life.

At first she didn't take more than half of your shaft inside her mouth, but as the seconds went by she almost reached the base of your cock, leaving it all covered with a thick layer of saliva; she didn't increase the pace at any time, on the contrary, she took you out of her mouth only to now concentrate on your balls, sucking one of them and slowly jerking you off with her hand.

You were in goddamn heaven as she worked on your balls and your cock at the same time, she was very experienced at it as she applied the perfect suction force to make it enjoyable but not painful at all. Once your balls were also covered in saliva, her mouth returned to your cock immediately; her head pumps became slightly faster, with the intention of taking you to the final stretch; she took your full length this time, not even showing any gag reflex.

"Let me know when you're going to cum, okay? You haven't earned the privilege of cumming in my mouth yet," she said after a short pause, and you just nodded. When she returned to your cock she added her hand to the equation, making a corkscrew motion that sent you into ecstasy before a minute had even passed.

"I-I-I'm cumming!" you managed to say, and Miss Lee pulled you out of her mouth to bring her boobs up to your crotch and point your tip at them as she jerked you off quickly, making you explode immediately. You squirmed on the couch while thick strips of cum shot out of your cock, landing against the perfect tits of the beautiful woman in front of you, you closed your eyes while you cummed, and when you opened them, you admired her mounds completely painted with your thick load, from which several drops fell to the sofa below you.

"My god… you came a lot, I hope those balls aren't empty yet," she gave you a small kiss on the tip, before getting up from the couch and disappearing from your sight. You stood alone, still taking in the immense amount of pleasure you just received.

Miss Lee came back after a few minutes, completely clean and recomposed unlike you, who was still sticky because of the layer of sweat on your body. She climbed onto the couch, then straddled your lap, causing her pussy to press against your flaccid cock.

"Enough rest, baby, it's time for the main attraction," Miss Lee rested her hands on your abdomen and began grinding her hips back and forth, making your cock completely hard again after a few seconds; then she leaned forward and cupped your shaft with one hand, rubbing your tip against her folds several times, finally lowering her hips and impaling herself inch by inch on your manhood.

You pursed your lips, stifling a slight moan of satisfaction as you felt your cock embraced by her soft folds, her pussy wasn't as tight as Heejin's, but it felt warm and wet, so fucking wet. Your hands went to her waist right away, pulling her down to be completely buried inside her, causing Miss Lee to let out a cute moan as she closed her eyes.

"God, it feels so fucking big and perfect inside me," she gasped, getting used to your length, only to start moving her hips up and down after a few seconds.

She moved slowly at first, at a deep and passionate rhythm that served her to enjoy how you filled her completely; her hands were now resting on your shoulders, and yours went to her tits, which screamed to be massaged, and so you did, you took each one in one hand and gave it a strong squeeze, to then play with both nipples between your fingers.

Your massage on her tits only encouraged her to seek more and more pleasure, she put her back straight, placed her hands on your abdomen and began to jump quickly on your cock; her boobs began to bounce freely, but this time you didn't bring your hands to them, you simply enjoyed the hypnotic image, letting her use you for her own pleasure.

Her moans intensified in a matter of seconds, as did the sounds of her ass slamming against your pelvis; but not content with it, she paused for a moment to plant her feet on the couch, grab onto each side of your abdomen, and start tearing your pelvis apart with each thrust of her ass. You groaned out loud, feeling the inside of her pussy squeeze even tighter around your cock, in probably one of the best rides you've ever had.

"Oh my fucking god, oh my fucking god! Your cock feels so good, sooooo fucking good!" she yelled as she closed her eyes and let out uncontrolled moans..

At this point, what you were doing could easily be mistaken for a round of applause after the end of a sports game; you felt that she was sinking you into the sofa by the force with she slammed her hips against you, so much so that it even became painful at one point, so you decided to take control. You held her by the knees and made her return to her starting position, but this time you wrapped your arms around her and made her stick her chest to yours, her face was centimeters from yours, so you took advantage of the moment to start a torrid kiss with her, as you planted your feet on the sofa and began to pump up and down with the same fast and aggressive rhythm.

She moaned against your mouth, nearly screaming if you hadn't added your tongue to the game, making them both squirm with each other. Your hands went to her ass again, squeezing each cheek and giving the right one a hard spank; Miss Lee instantly cried out and broke away from the kiss, burying her face right next to yours; now you felt her beautiful moans right in your ear, which filled you with energy to pound her pussy even harder.

"Fu-fu-ck me fr-om b-behind... now," she managed to say in your ear, between frantic moans.

You quickly pushed her off of you, she settled herself on the sofa, her chest flat against it and her ass perched at the perfect height waiting for you; you positioned yourself behind her, and without a second thought you slid back inside her. Miss Lee moaned loudly as she felt the full thickness of your cock filling her pussy; with no time to waste you dedicated yourself to pound her pussy hard, firmly grabbing at her waist and making her ass jiggle with every thrust.

"Fffffuuuck! Fuck! Fuck! Pull my hair! I'm too fucking close, pull my fucking hair!" your hostess ordered between noisy moans, and you weren’t the one to disobey one of her orders, so you slightly leaned forward and took a big handful of her hair with your right hand, to strongly pull it back and make her look up.

That was the turning point. Miss Lee's pussy clenched around your cock, a sign that her hair being pulled, in combination with your thrusts, was pushing her to the limit. Not even a minute passed when her body collapsed, her muscles contracted violently, as did her pussy, and her moans stopped as her mouth remained open in an "O" shape; her orgasm was attacking her relentlessly, she lost the support of her hands, so her face crashed sideways against the sofa as the spasms faded away. Your thrusts became slow and deep, fucking her through her orgasm until finally her muscles relaxed.

"Cum inside me, fuck me hard and fill my pussy, boy," she ordered in a tired voice, looking over her shoulder at you.

"But... are you sure, miss?" you knew it was an order you couldn't disobey, but you still hesitated.

"I'm safe, nothing will happen, now do it!" Despite being so exhausted, Miss Lee managed to sound intimidating.

Well, you no longer had an excuse. You had all the lights green, but you wanted to do something first. You pulled your cock out of her and gently rolled her onto her back, Miss Lee gave you a puzzled look, but when you grabbed her legs, put them over your shoulders and leaned forward to get back inside her, her face changed back to one of pure pleasure.

You put your hands on the couch on either side of her body, and began fucking her for the second time that night, but this time for your own pleasure. You didn't start slow, there was no need to, as you were so close to the edge that you were desperate to cum inside her.

You thrusted into her like an uncontrolled animal, making sure your entire cock was buried deep in her pussy with every move you made; apparently in that position you hit her g-spot, as Miss Lee's face was so transfixed with pleasure that she couldn't even produce moans.

Not even a minute passed when Miss Lee cummed for the third time that night, but that didn't stop you from continuing to fuck her; you leaned against her thighs with the full weight of your body, and thanks to the sensation of her pussy almost suffocating your cock, you exploded inside her. You may have felt a bit embarrassed afterwards, but the number of loud moans you let out at that moment was a record for you; you shot your entire load into her pussy, spurts and spurts that seemed never ending; the voice returned to Miss Lee’s throat, who let out sensual moans as she felt your thick cum inside her.

You gave a few more thrusts inside her, until you slowly came out of her pussy, which spilled the biggest amount of cum you've ever discharged onto the couch. You felt like you were going to pass out, if your life was a cartoon, you would definitely be seeing little birds spinning around your head at that moment.

Without even thinking about it you collapsed on your side next to Miss Lee, your face only inches from hers. Your eyes were weak, but you were able to see how she scooped up some of your cum with her fingers and brought it to her mouth, without saying a single word before or after.

10 minutes passed, until you both finally regained some energy.

"You're going to delete your profile, now you're ours," she whispered for you to hear, then sat down and arranged her hair in a bun.

"What? Ours?" you immediately sat down next to her.

"As you heard," she turned to look at you, "the reason I'm so picky about this is because I'm not the only one you'll have to satisfy."

"Wait what? What the fuck?! I never agreed on that!" you got up from her couch and stood in front of her, clearly upset.

"$30,000 per session, that will be the base price," she stated, and you hesitated a second at that figure.

"T-this is fucking wrong, you tricked me!" you were still upset, but you weren't sure how convincing you looked anymore.

"Are you going to refuse to fuck rich women who are going to pay you large amounts of money?"

Put that way, it seemed like a lucid dream, one of the best you could ever have, but still, you hated being lied to.

"I… agh, shit! No! I'm not going to reject that offer," you clenched your fists and turned your back on her, taking a few steps forward and looking at the boats that were sailing down the river, but soon you felt her presence on your back, seeing the landscape just over your shoulder, you could feel her breath on it.

"I understand that you're upset, but there was no other way," a long silence formed after that sentence, "... my name is Sunmi, Lee Sunmi."

"I thought you would never say it."

"Not everyone deserves to know my name, you had to earn it, and you certainly did," Sunmi hugged your back, her boobs pressing against you.

"Great, now what?" your sight now wandered between the buildings on the other side of the river.

"Now you will move into this residential complex."

"WHAT?!" you separated from her, your eyes wide open as you scrutinized her completely calm face, as if you wanted to find out if she was serious.

"Yes, you will be moving to this same building, the apartment below us has been vacant for months," she replied matter-of-factly.

Damn, she was serious.

"I don't even have money to pay for your door!" you complained

"I will pay your rent every month, but in return, I will not pay you for any sessions, and I can have you as many times as I want."

"But..."

"Ugh," she rolled her eyes, annoyed, "you can move in with that little whore you live with if you want, as long as she doesn't interfere in our business."

"Okay, thanks, I promise she won't," you sighed in relief, walking several times in the same direction and back.

"Good."

"Are you sure it's not too much for me?" you stopped to look at her.

"If you're going to work for us, you need to be as close to us as possible."

"Oh right, I almost forgot that detail," you nodded, then snorted.

"Get dressed and go please, I have important things to do now," she ordered, and then she went to the bathroom.

"Yes, Miss Sunmi," you sighed.

You went to the center of the room and dressed quickly, then waited for Sunmi at the door. She appeared a few minutes later, wrapped in a scarlet bathrobe.

"I want you here tomorrow at 10:00 AM, don't you even dare be late," she stood in front of you and looked into your eyes.

"Understood, and… uhm, thank you," you gave her a small bow.

"God, you cum on my tits and in my pussy, we can skip the formalities," she cupped your face in her hands and planted a deep kiss on your lips, "now go."

Sunmi opened the door, and you walked out of the apartment with flushed cheeks.

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The way back to your house was even worse than the way out. Heejin was right all the time in her hypothesis, when she told you you took it a bit as a joke, you didn't give it much importance, but now she made you look like a clown. God, what the hell have you gotten yourself into? Your life was about to change completely, just because a rich woman liked your cock; it seemed like something you should be very happy and excited about, after all, you were going to be paid amounts of money you never thought to see in your own pockets, but that didn't make it any less terrifying.

When you got to your apartment you rang the doorbell, and Heejin opened it within seconds, her hair was up in a messy bun, and she was wearing her glasses, sheer shorts, and a tank top with nothing underneath. She was probably drawing.

"Hi honey! How was it?"

"Well... we're moving out of here."

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Spren Notes:

Well, it's been a while, hasn't it? Hehe. Well, I don't really have much to say, first, I'm a lazy mf, and second, I've been busy for a whole month with my moving out of FL and all that adult shit. Anyways, the reality is that many times I was lazy to write, I'm sorry for that lol.

Finally, the first part of this series! I plan to write a total of ten chapters, but depending on how much support this gets I can expand it to more ;). I hope you enjoyed it!

#sunmi smut #sunmi #kpop smut #kpop #male reader #male reader insert #male reader smut #lee sunmi smut #kpop fanfic #smut fanfic #wonder girls #wonder girls smut

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qu0kkarambles · 2 years

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Park Jay

Jay x Reader enemies to lovers?

Warnings: unprotected sex, dom jay, tiny bit of sub jay, fingering, oral, teasing, punishment?, virgin reader, alcohol,

Minors DNI

Authors note : This is gonna be my first time writing smut smut with plot intentionally so bare with me if its not that good lol. This is nearly 10k words oops but enjoy I guess? I also havent properly proof read oops.

Since the first day of high school, you and Jay had been on bad terms. You didn’t know why, you didn’t know how, but once you left middle school your closeness became less and less, quickly fading away. Until, eventually, you stopped talking all together. He found a new group of friends, an overly loud and extremely popular group of lads, while you found Soyeon. And you were happy with your friendship. Yes she had a larger group of girlfriends who you didn’t particularly like, but on days when you were alone you’d just listen to your music and time seemed to fly by anyway.

You often missed your friendship with jay. Although you and Soyeon were close, you’d never found the same level of openness that you had with Jay. Before you left middle school, he was more or less your entire support system. When your parents argued, you’d escape to his house and disappear into a movie with him, snuggled under blankets for hours until you almost forgot why you were there in the first place. When you were feeling low, he always knew how to perk you back up, offering ice cream, or a shopping trip, or even just a shoulder to cry on. He knew your deepest secrets, your biggest insecurities, and you knew his. You’d always thought your bond was unbreakable. But he proved you wrong. During the summer between middle school and high school, he avoided you when he could, and when he couldn’t, he’d barely speak to you, avoiding eye contact as well as any physical touch.

Your relationship turned more bitter when Jay started dating Sunmi. She was older, and stunning, and when she found out that you and Jay had once been inseparable friends, she made your life a living hell. Her jealousy at your past friendship with Jay was obvious, but he let her continue, even laughing along with her taunts and insults. She was his first girlfriend, and everyone wanted to date her. So Jay did all he could to keep her. Even if that meant watching as you got more and more hurt by her words. It killed him, but he continued. He’d be stupid to let a girl like Sunmi get away.

But then, she cheated. And he was heartbroken. But he was also the freshman who had dated THE Sunmi. He was untouchable. The guys of the school wanted to be him, the girls wanted to be with him. And so the popularity of his group grew and grew. By the time junior year came around, no one was surprised that his friendship group consisted of the captain of the football team, the smartest guy in the senior class, and arguably the hottest guy in the school, if not the country. Jays group of friends were godlike among your class, and they let it get to their heads. So when girls threw themselves at Jay, he didn’t stop them. And when he saw you, he stopped looking twice at his old friend, distracted by others calling his name. When he heard insults fly your way, or people speak behind your back, he didn’t defend you anymore. As far as he knew, you’d stopped caring as well.

But you hadn’t. Everytime you were shouted at in the halls, or laughed at in class, what hurt more was the uncaring look in his eyes. Seeing how he changed from the sweet sensitive boy you could share your every secret with, to someone you barely knew. Soyeon tried to help you feel better, defending you when she could, but she wasn’t there all the time. By the time senior year finally rolled around, you’d developed a thick skin. Nothing anyone could say would hurt you anymore. Nothing could be said that you hadn’t heard before. You relied on Soyeon less and less, and even began puting yourself in more social situations, knowing the only way to move past the years of being a loner would be to force yourself into parties and try being the ‘average teenager’ your parents always warned you about.

And so that’s how you ended up at Soyeons house on a Friday night, surrounded by her friends. Getting ready and drunk before heading to the annual football Christmas party. To say the party was legendary was an understatement. Every December, once school broke up for the holidays, the football team captain would throw an all out bash, usually resulting at least 2 pregnancy scares, calls to the police of noise complaints and a trip or two to the emergency room. And this year was meant to be the best one yet. Jake was captain of the football team, and his house was incredible. It was the ultimate party house, with all its bedrooms, built in bar, games room and acres of land, it was going to be incredible. It was also rumoured that Heeseung, from the year above, was back from college for the holiday, so would be making an appearance, since the boys were close.

You had developed a small crush on Heeseung in freshman year, never pursuing anything since he was so smart and handsome, your insecurities stopped you. And once he became close friends with Jay, your hopes were well and truly crushed, as you could only imagine the things he could’ve said against you. Still, you were excited to hear that he might be there this evening. Keeping this in mind, you opted for one of your skimpier dresses, a black sparkly bodycon that Soyeon had convinced you to buy the last time you went shopping. The small spaghetti straps held the dress just right, so it gave enough support to not need a bra, and the bottom sat perfectly mid thigh on you, showing of your freshly shaved legs. Even you could admit, you looked hot. While the other girls had more skin on show, some wearing barely anything, you felt comfortable in your subtle sexiness. The dress hugged your curves and the heels you borrowed from Soyen made the entire outfit perfect.

Once the entire group had finished touching up their makeup, finishing their hair and taking an obscene amount of photos, you were out the door and on the way to Jakes house. You’d never been to jakes before, opting out of last year party, and avoiding becoming too close to jake throughout high school due to his closeness with Jay. But once you saw his house from the window of the backseat of Soyeons car, your jaw dropped. It was beautiful, and already had a stream of people outside and music blasting from one of the many rooms. As soon as you got inside, you followed the girls to the kitchen, aching for more alcohol, as you were determined to have a good night, and vodka always helps. As soon as you stepped into the kitchen you heard someone scream your name, and you turned to see kim sunoo barrelling towards you.

Sunoo was a sweetheart, and you’d met each other through the school paper. Though he was part of Jays friendship group, he wasn’t as close to him as some of the other boys, and so you and sunoo quickly became friends. Although you wouldn’t speak too much at school, your online friendship was thriving. The constant stream of memes and funny videos strengthened your relationship outside of the school paper. And you were glad, since you could realy see how the younger boy was flourishing and becoming more confident especially the past year. As he got closer, you could smell the alcohol on his breath, and his stumble into you further pushed the point- he was drunk.

‘Y/n! youre finally heeerrrrrreeee’ he practically shouted in your ear. ‘I’ve been waiting for you come on lets dance.’ As he started pulling you toward the dance floor, his path was blocked by Sunghoon, looking thoroughly unimpressed. The two had been dating for almost a year now, and although hoon was usually the more fun at parties, he seemed sober tonight. ‘come on baby. Let y/n go and lets go outside ok?’ he said sweetly to sunoo. He could see how drunk his boyfriend had gotten and knew if he didn’t try sober him up just a little, they’d be leaving the party a lot earlier than either of them wanted. It was sweet that he was looking out for him, as sunoo had never been this drunk before. As they went to leave the kitchen, and you turned to finish grabbing a drink you heard sunoo say one last thing on his way out.

‘HHEEEEEESSSSEEEEUUUNNNNGGGGG!!!!!!’

The name made your ears prick up. He was actually here. And heading your way. As you turned your body away from the kitchen counter, you collided immediately with a broad, solid chest. When you looked up to apologise, you were mortified to see none other than lee heeseung looking down at you with his deerlike eyes, shocked at how quickly he had managed to ruin his white button down with whatever bright coloured liquid you’d been drinking. You started apologising profusely, interrupted by heeseung placing his hands on your shoulders. ‘Its fine. It’ll wash out. Y/n, right?’. Taken aback that he knew your name, all you could do was nod as he dabbed at the stain on his shirt. Finally becoming more aware, you snatched the cloth from him. ‘I spilled it, I’ll help clear it up. Plus the way youre doing it, youre just spreading the stain. ’ You took over dabbing at his shirt, trying to remove as much of the stain as possible, unaware of the eyes on you.

While heeseung was watching you paw at his chest, across the room, Jay was also watching. Through his half drunk state all he could see was your hands all over heeseung. Heeseung, his best friend who hadn’t even said hello to him yet. And you. Together. He didn’t know why, but it made his blood boil. As he took another swig of his drink and stormed toward the pair of you. You finished clearing heeseung’s top to the best of you ability, and as you put the cloth down you felt his strong hand gently grab your wrist, turning you to him as he asked for a dance. Finally, the moment you had been waiting for since freshman year. The Lee Heeseung was asking you to dance. At the exact moment you were about to say yes, jay barged between the two of you, separating the hold heeseung had on your wrist.

‘Heeseung, how’s it going man. Long time no see.’ He said, the faintest hint of sarcasm lacing his tone though neither you nor heeseung knew why. ‘It’s good bro, I was actually just asking Y/n to dance, if you’ll excuse us’. Jay was quick to reply, grabbing your hand before heeseung could. ‘ Ooh sorry bro, I actually need to borrow y/n outside for a minute. We’ll come find you later though’. Before you could process what was happening Jay had dragged you out of the kitchen, through the swarm of dancing bodies and outside into the cool night air. When he stopped, you pulled your wrist away. ‘what was that all about? What did you need me for?’ you questioned, wondering why after 3 and a half years of not talking, he suddenly needed to speak to you so urgently. And right when heeseung asked you to dance.

When he failed to answer you pushed again, asking what it was he needed to talk to you about. But he stood silently, staring into the vast garden area behind the house. After a minute or so, you gave up on getting an answer out of him, and turned to find your way back into the house. As you turned, he snaked his arm around your hips and pulled your back against his chest. ‘please don’t go. Not yet’ he pleaded. You could hear a desperation in his voice, which made you hesitate. ‘Jay, what are y-‘ ‘please, just stay for a little bit’ he whispered. He sounded vulnerable, and you stopped trying to pull away. In fact you melted more into his touch, and he moved your hair to the side and started gently placing the sweetest kisses on your neck. You felt entirely alone in the world, party forgotten about completely, until you heard voices turning the corner from the side of the house, heading toward you. Before you could process what was happening, jay pushed you away from him, with enough force to make you stumble, almost falling off the porch into sunghoon. The voices you had heard were him and sunoo, returning from their mission to try and sober up . It appeared to have worked, as the younger boy seemed more stable on his feet. But his words were still slurred and he was clingier than usual to his boyfriend.

‘woah y/n, you ok?’ sunghoon asked, setting you more upright on your feet as you were still processing what had happened. ‘She’s had way too much to drink mate, you know how girls get at parties like this. Think if they throw themselves at some guy they can finally have a shot. Pathetic.’ He practically spat the words at you. They came tumbling out of jays mouth before he could realise what he was saying, but the look on your face as they hit you made the reality of his harshness hit home for him. But, instead of taking them back immediately, he turned on his heel and headed back inside, leaving the three of you shocked on the porch, still reeling from his brutal comments.

As tears began to well in your eyes, sunoo piped up. ‘Y/n, are you ok? What happened?’ ‘I need to go home. Do you know anyone sober enough to take me home?’ your words merged into one, as you were doing all you could to hold the tears at bay. ‘Hoonie, you’re sober’ sunoo gently shoved his boyfriend in your direction as he agreed to take you home. The two of you walked in silence to his car, leaving sunoo at the party under the watchful eyes of their other friends. You had never spent much time alone with sunghoon, so the silence was awkward, even more so considering Jay’s outburst. You were confused to say the least. Why would he invite you outside to speak, and then not say anything? Why would he hold you against his chest, and kiss up your neck, only to push you away and insult you seconds later? It made no sense. So you spent the car ride with sunghoon in silence, trying to figure out the enigma that was Jay Park.

Once home, with sunghoon leaving to head back to his boyfriend, you removed your makeup while going over what had happened that night. No matter how many times you recapped the events of the evening, you couldn’t make sense of it. Finally deciding to just sleep it off, you tucked yourself into bed, hoping it would make more sense in the morning. As you reached to turn off your phone, a notification popped up.

JAY is Typing…

You sat looking for the follow up ping, staring at your phone, waiting for the message to actually send. 5 minutes passed, and still nothing. Another 5. Nothing. You clicked on the app to see the ominous typing bubble had disappeared. Whatever Jay was going to say, he had clearly thought better of it. Giving up on the hopes of a message tonight, you drifted off to sleep. What you didn’t know, was that across town, Jay was in bed, alone, typing and erasing the same message again and again. He just didn’t know what to say. But being so close to you again tonight, after so long with little/no contact, it had stirred something in him. He wasn’t sure what, but he knew he had to find out. And to do that, he had to see you again. But alone this time. So he wouldn’t have to pull you away from heeseung, and you wouldn’t get interrupted by anyone, and you wouldn’t disappear off when he came back to find you. Eventually he decided to sleep, and message you in the morning. When he wasn’t half asleep, and he couldn’t taste beer in his throat, and his room wasn’t slowly spinning.

When you finally awoke around noon the following day, you were surprised to still see no message from Jay. You started to question your drunken self. Did he even start typing a message? And why was this affecting you so much? You decided to put Jay to the back of your mind, opting instead to focus on more important things- breakfast. Your stomach was growling at you, and you slinked doen to your kitchen, not surprised to see the house empty except for you. Since your parents divorce 2.5 years ago, you were home alone more often than not. Not that you would complain. You liked you personal space. The peace and quiet gave you time to think. Although this particular weekend you almost wished there was someone home- to interrupt your thoughts. All you could think sbout was Jay- his hand on your wrist, his arm around your waist, his lips on your neck. And his silence, his outburst, and his lack of a message. Every new thing he did was confusing you.

And it continued to confuse you for the next 2 weeks. 2 weeks with no message from Jay, no explanation for his behaviour, nothing. Sunoo continued to spam your tiktok with funny videos or cute animals, and when you dared to ask about Jay, he said he hadn’t spoken to him since the night of the party. For 2 weeks, almost no one heard from Jay. The only person he spoke to was Jake, ad even he was confused. Jake was a kind, caring guy, but he wasn’t always too switched on to emotional needs. That was always Heeseungs area of expertise. But, Jay refused to speak to heeseung, ignoring messages and sending calls to voicemail. For 2 weeks, Jay was relatively off grid, hiding away in his room. And to be honest, even he didn’t really no why. He thought maybe he was sexually frustrated, but his overflowing dating apps did nothing to uplift his mood.

By the time New Years Eve had rolled around, Jay was getting frustrated at himself. He didn’t know what was wrong, and it was affecting his friendships. Massively. He decided to try make it up to his friends by offering to host this years NYE party. NYE parties at your school were always fun, never as chaotic as the end of semester party a couple of weeks before, but a close competitor. As per usual, the invites were sent to the entire class, and Soyeon was determined to drag you along with her and her friends again. She was still a little annoyed that you’d abandoned her (her words) at the last party, and to make it up to her, you agreed to go. When you found out the location, you nearly dropped out immediately, until Soyeon reminded you of your promise. You jut had to hope you and Jay would revert to your old high school relationship – no contact.

You arrived at the party and were having a blast. The drinks were flowing, the music was loud, and sunoo had found you once again, although much more sober this time. As midnight edged closer, the younger boy dragged you to the dance floor, complaining about how ‘Hoonie doesn’t dance with me. Says its too crowded for him.’ You danced with sunoo for what felt like hours, and before you knew it, loud shouts were counting down from 10.

’10,9,8,7,6’

‘5’

You sensed someone move behind you.

‘4’

You felt a strong pair of hands on your waist.

‘3’

The hands pulled you backwards, into a strong chest.

‘2’

They turned you and you find yourself face to face with the mystery man.

‘1-Happy New Year’

Before you know it, lee heeseungs lips meet yours.

On instinct, you began kissing him back, and one of his hands snaked its way from your hips to the back of your neck, pulling you closer to him. As suddenly as your kiss had begun, it was interrupted. He stormed between you, breaking your kiss and picked you up over his shoulder, as you battled against him to be put down. He ignored your weak fists and carried you away from Heeseung, away from the crowd of people, upstairs and into his bedroom. You remembered it well from years ago. Though the decor had changed slightly, it was the same room. Thoroughly Jay, even down to the dark grey bedsheets on his perfectly made bed. When he gently placed you done on the edge of the bed, you were up like a rocket ranting at him and throwing a million questions at him. ‘What are you doing? Why did you interrupt us? Why am I up here? What’s wrong with you? What-‘

Your interrogation was halted when you found his lips on yours. His kiss was different to heeseung’s. Less teasing and playful, more determined. He pulled away to catch his breath and before you could comprehend what had happened his lips were back on you, this time joined by his one hand working its way to your neck, and his other sitting firmly on you hips, holding you flush against him. His lips were intoxicating, and before you knew it, you were kissing him back, arms wrapped around his neck to keep his body hard against yours. His kiss became slowly softer, and more intimate. He palmed at your ass, causing you to let out the sweetest moan, allowing his tongue entry. The two of you battled for dominance within the kiss, and you finally allowed him to win. As he began exploring your mouth, the hand from your hips sneakily slipped up your flimsy top, and started gently running up and down your sides. The motion made you all the more sensitive, causing more and more low moans to escape your mouth. When his lips moved their assault from your lips to your jaw and neck, you finally slipped out of the trance you’d somehow fallen into.

‘Jay. What the fuck?!’ you shouted as you pushed him off you. He looked more hurt than you expected, but before things went any further you need some sort of explanation. ‘I-I don’t know what- I’m sorry if yo- I’m just-‘ he was fumbling over his words, clearly unsure what he wanted to say. You had never seen him like this. Jay was eternally confident, self-assured, sometimes even arrogant. But right now, he looked so confused and lost. And you missed the feeling of his lips on your skin more than you cared to admit. Explanations can wait, right? As his eyes fell to the floor, your fingers carefully grasped his chin, pulling his face to look at yours. You looked into each others eyes, the tension palpable before you took Jays lips with your own, once again falling into the feeling of him. Once again the mood had shifted, and this kiss was gentle, almost as if he was afraid he might break you. Your low moans from before had become shallow gasps, and the sound spurred him on further, slowly walking you back to the bed.

When the back of your legs hit the bed, you leant backwards onto the bed, pulling jay with you. As his hands began to explore your body once again, the gentle grazes up your sides were replaced with a firmer, more desperate touch. As he lifted your top to expose your bra, he couldn’t hold back his low chuckle at the sight of your pristine white lacy underwear. It made so much sense. Your lingerie only added to jays image of how pure and innocent you looked, and when he pulled down your jeans to reveal the matching set of panties, he swore he could cum just from the sight of you. Laid out, in your white lace set, looking up at him with your big innocent eyes. And the way he looked at you, like you were some prized possession, his last meal, his prey. It dampened your core further, causing the white lace of your panties to show off your growing arousal. You pulled his head down to you by the back of his neck, reconnecting your lips briefly before he lifted away to explore the rest of your body.

Starting from your jaw, he began leaving warm gentle kissing over your skin, down your neck, over the swell of your chest, on top of the lace of your bra. The warmth seeping through the flimsy fabric caused a strangled moan to fall from your lips, as he slowly worshipped your chest, paying special attention to each nipple as it hardened beneath the lace. As you moaned again, he pulled your cups down to truly take you all in, desperate to taste your skin again. You arched your back toward his mouth, too lost in the pleasure of his mouth on your chest, that you failed to notice his hand slowly moving lower. Before you knew it, his hand had slipped past the lace covering you, feeling the heat directly on his fingers. You mewled at the feeling of his fingers teasing you, gasping for breath as his mouth continued its ministrations. Before long, jay lost his patience with your panties. ‘I need these off and out of the way. Now.’ He growled in your ear, and you didn’t reply, simply slipping your panties past your legs and off to the side, quickly forgotten. Without the lacy restraint, he was more free to taste you, and he took this opportunity.

His mouth felt heavenly on you, and as he licked a stripe up your entrance you thread your fingers through his hair, holding him closer to you. He took this hint, and stopped teasing, allowing you to feel the full extent of his skills. His mouth was magical, and before long you could feel your high barrelling toward you. With no warning, you came undone under his gaze. As he worked you through your high you looked at him and he looked back with pure lust in his eyes. The look you shared was almost enough to make you cum again, but before you could, Jay was repositioning himself above you, his clothes abandoned.

You could finally see how desperate he had become, and when he positioned himself at your entrance you held his arm to stop him. ‘Jay wait.’ You whispered, barely audible.

‘What? What’s wrong princess?’ he asked, concern lacing his voice as he tried to meet your eyes. ‘I haven’t- This is my first time, ok’ you finally admitted. You weren’t ashamed, but you felt slightly embarrassed laid bare in front of jay who had so much experience. Immediately, he touched your cheek, pulling your face to meet his. ‘we don’t have to. We can stop here. Its ok’ he assured you that it was fine, but as he sat back on his heels to move away from you, you reached out to him.

‘I want to. But just, be gentle?’

After reassuring him this was definitely what you wanted, he repositioned himself at your entrance, mouth gently kissing up your neck until he reached your ear. ‘This might hurt a little, but I’ll go slow. If you want me to stop, I’ll stop. If you want me to keep going, I’ll keep going. You are in complete control.’ As he finished lowly whispering the words into your ear, you felt him push past your entrance. The stretch was slightly painful, but you nodded for Jay to continue, waiting and hoping for the pain to turn to pleasure. And it very quickly did. Jay was a very skilled and experienced man. Once he got the go ahead from you to start moving, he began a slow steady pace, ensuring you felt every inch of him. Gradually his pace increased, along with the volume of your moans. Before you knew it you were practically screaming his name. The party was still ongoing downstairs, and the music drowned out any hope of anyone hearing. But still, Jay slowed, groaning against your lips. ‘Be quiet baby, we don’t want anyone to interrupt us.’ Once you had caught your breath, he increased his pace again.

This time you tried your best to hold your moans, struggling to keep them contained when jay had set such a torturous pace. Eventually, your moans reached a similar volume, begging jay for more, harder, faster as you approached your second high of the evening. Jay reconnected your lips in an attempt to silence you, but the combination of his heavenly lips with the pace of his hips sent you flying toward your high. You began to shake as you came around him, clenching him so hard he followed right after, pulling out to cum on your stomach. Catching your breath, you admired the mess hed made on your stomach, and how worn out he looked. You had done that to him. You had affected him in this way. And it made you feel powerful. Once Jay had also caught his breath, he slipped into fresh boxers and quickly grabbed a wet cloth from his bathroom, taking extra care to clean up the mess you had both made.

Once he finished wiping your stomach, he tossed the cloth in the wash bin and reached for an old shirt of his and a clean pair of shorts for you to sleep in. Once he had dressed you, he tucked you under his covers and slipped in behind you, pulling you closer to him, arm lolling over your waist. As you drifted off to sleep, exhausted from the nights activities, he couldn’t help but notice how small you looked. Under his sheets, in his clothes, wrapped in his arms. It was the most adorable you’d ever looked to him. He eventually drifted off too, with thoughts of you clouding his mind.

You woke with a slither of sunlight beaming next to your face, and the bed empty beside you. You half wondered if it had all been a dream, but the clattering downstairs bought you back to the present, where you were lying in jays bed. In his clothes. In his house. The morning after the best night of your life. With the way things had escalated between you and jay, you had almost forgotten how Heeseung kissed you. In the space of one night, your long term crush had kissed you, and your ex-best fiend had taken your virginity. It was a lot to process. And processing it in Jays bed wasn’t helping your mind. Your thoughts were over run with him. Reliving last nights events had you practically squirming, unaware of how desperate jay had made you. Seeking relief, you got out of his silky sheets and headed downstairs towards the noise. When you turned the corner into the kitchen, you saw jay in his baggy grey sweatpants, tidying up from the previous nights chaos. When he saw you standing in his kitchen, wearing his clothes and still slightly dishevelled from the night before, his heart leapt from his chest and he stopped what he was doing. He went to speak, but realised he really didn’t know what to say. You were looking at him so expectantly, but he had nothing. So you spoke up quietly uttering ‘morning jay’ followed by a small smile.

You weren’t sure what you expected him to say but you Definitely didn’t expect to see him so flustered. Last night he had been so commanding, so in control. And now, he could barely figure out what to say. He stumbled over his words for a second before you interrupted him. ‘so, what have you got planned today?’ you sweetly asked, sliding over to him. You went to wrap your arms around his waist when he suddenly turned to look at you, looking more distant. ‘the guys are coming over. You should go before they get here. Your clothes should still be upstairs for you.’ He said bluntly. Taken aback, you looked at him and watched as he continued with his tidying, picking up stray solo cups and empty cans.

Not knowing what to say, you turned on your heels and walked back upstairs, back to his room. To the bed you had shared and the sheets you had cuddled under. You still didn’t understand what had happened. Less than 12 hours ago, you and jay were having sex in his bed. And now this? It didn’t make sense and you were determined to figure out what had happened. You took off the clothes you were wearing, deciding the smell of him was not helping you anger, and put your own clothes from last night back on. Once redressed you stormed back downstairs. Jay was still tidying, nearing the end of his clear up duty when you stomped in, red in the face.

What the fuck Jay? What is wrong with you? How do we spend the night together and all you can say is you should go? After everything we’ve been through? I know we haven’t been friends in a while but surely you didn’t change that much. surely you haven’t become that much of an asshole in highschool.’ You shouted your rant at him, spitting the last words to add to the insult. He stood unmoving, looking at the countertop he had been cleaning before you barged in. when he continued to stand in silence, you scoffed and turned to leave, your words still hanging in the air. ‘wow. Nothing to say for yourself. Typical.’

And with that you left. You left his house, and you tried to leave the memories. Of how he touched you, how he was so gentle yet so powerful. Of how he looked when you went off on him, and how he stood saying nothing. You were on the brink of tears, but you refused to let jay see you like this. Once you made it home you crashed onto your bed, hoping to sleep some more and forget about stupid Jay Park. Although you struggled to fall asleep, once you were, youre dreams were filled with Jay. With his hands on your body, whispering the filthiest things in your ear in the sweetest voice, pounding into you mercilessly while kissing you softly. When you woke up, you were embarrassed by how much your dream had affected you.

Stepping in the shower, you decided to relieve yourself, imagining jays strong hands in place of yours until you reached your high. And you decided, while looking in the steamed up mirror as you stepped out of the shower, that this would be the last time you thought of Jay like this. With clarity and determination, you decided not to let him bother you anymore. You had gone years not talking. You could go back to that quite easily. You refused to let him use you in this way. You continued the rest of your holiday break with the same resolve, focusing on upcoming deadlines and college applications, as well as finding more time to spend with sunoo. Since the party, you two had become inevitably closer. And you were glad. The younger boy was a more than welcome distraction from Jay.

When the time came to go back to school, you had strengthened your will against jay. Nothing he could do would affect you anymore, you were sure of it. Walking through the corridors in the early morning, you felt a strange sense of confidence. How dare he treat you this way. Turning a corner, you spotted sunoo and sunghoon by their lockers, and when they caught your eye, they waved you over. Getting closer to sunoo over the break inevitably meant you grew closer to sunghoon as well. As the ever caring boyfriend, he was often at sunoos beck and call. It was cute, how smitten they were for each other. Before long, the boys were being called over to their friends, and you could see Jay amongst them. You walked past the group at the same time sunoo and sunghoon rejoined them, purposely swaying your hips a little as you walked. Before you made it passed the group, you heard someone call your name, but to your surprise, it wasn’t Jay. ‘Y/n, I was asked to give you this.’ Jake handed you a small piece of paper with a phone number scrawled on it. ‘Heeseung wanted me to give it to you. He’s not going back to college for another few weeks, and mentioned something about finishing what you started New years eve.’ As he turned back to his friends, you noticed Jay staring at you, waiting to see what you would do.

You remembered your promise to yourself, and pocketed the number, calling back to Jake. ’thanks Jake, I’ll call him.’ And you did, in the small break you had between classes. Just a simple message.

Hey hows it going? Jake gave me your number and mentioned you weren’t leaving town for another few weeks. If you wanna hang out let me know.

It was a small text, and you were surprised to see heeseung reply so quickly, arranging to meet you the following weekend for some food and a couple of drinks. You could barely believe it. You were going on a date with Heeseung, and it suddenly seemed the easiest thing in the world to forget about Jay. Until he perched himself on the chair in front of you, eyes dark and angry. ‘We need to speak. Outside. Now.’ His voice was demanding and you thought better of questioning him. He walked out of the school building to stand by the trees , lining the perimeter of the grounds. He was after privacy, making you question what this conversation would be about. When he stopped you began to speak. ‘What do you wa-‘ ‘Youre going on a date with Heeseung?’ he interrupted you. ‘What? How did you know that?’ you were impressed. You had plans with heeseung less than 5 minutes how did he already know? ‘He put it in our group chat. He’s excited by the way. Are you?’he questioned, still looking angry.

‘Yeah I guess. What’s it got to do with you anyway?’ Your question shocked him, as he didn’t expect you to be like this. ‘Y/n, have you forgotten what happened over new years?’ he looked as if he was genuinely concerned for your memory, which made you scoff as you answered him. ‘No Jay. I haven’t forgotten. Have you?’ ‘of course not. It was one of the best nights of my life how could I.’ he confessed. ‘And the morning after? You remember that too? How you practically kicked me out as soon as I woke up cos you didn’t want your little friends to see me? And how you didn’t message me once I the 2 weeks since?’ your tone was mocking now, your anger resurfacing. ‘Please let me explain.’ He begged, and the look in his eye made you stay. ‘you have 2 minutes. Explain.’

‘I don’t really know where to start. I don’t really know a lot to be quite honest and I’ve been trying to figure it out the past few weeks because. Well when I saw you at that party before Christmas, talking to heeseung, it made me so mad and I don’t know why, and then on new years. Seeing him kiss you. It hurt and I had to stop it from hurting. And being with you was the best night of my life. I mean it. But I’ve not felt like this about anyone in so long and im scared what will happen if I cross a line and im sorry. Im sorry for acting the way I did. Insulting you infront of sunoo and sunghoon and being so blunt after new years and not messaging you. I wanted to, I promise I did but I just didn’t know what to say and please forgive me.

Your resolve lasted about 2 seconds before you crumbled. You pulled him closer to you, partially to stop his rambling and partially because you just wanted to be close to him. Jay had just confessed to you, ad although it was still confusing and you had a lot to figure out, you were over the moon. You had liked Jay since you were young, never taking the opportunity to confess, scared it would ruin your friendship. And once you stopped talking, it seemed the feelings faded to the back of your mind. But they were quick to reignite. As you pulled away from each other, your phone buzzed, a message from Heeseung.

Perfect see you Friday :)

‘I should probably tell him, right?’ you asked, as jay started pacing in front of you. ‘No, please don’t’ he pleaded. ‘what do you mean no? you want me to go on this date?’ you asked, more confused than ever. ‘No. you’re not going on that date.’ His voice was stern, and it turned you ona little whe he was like this. ‘but, I don’t want to ruin this before it starts. I don’t want to tell people we are- whatever we are. Can it just be us, for a while, until we figure this out properly? Please?’ ‘ok, I can do that. I guess I’ll come up with some excuse on Friday to why I cant make it’ you agreed.

The relief on Jays face was visible, and it made you blush that you had managed to make him so happy with such a small thing. When you strolled back inside, he separated away from you earlier than you would’ve liked, but your agreement was clear in your mind- no one else would know. When you got a text during the day to go to his house that evening, your heart was aflutter. This all felt so new and strange, but exciting nonetheless. When you arrived at his house after class that day, he pulled you into his arms after closing the door behind him and gently kissed your forehead, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. You spent the evening curled up in his front room, a crappy sci-fi film that neither of you were watching playing through the TV, while you ordered food and settled on the ground rules for your relationship.

No one else finds out – not until were both ready.

At school, nothing changes- we don’t want to seem suspicious

No meeting the parents – its too soon and too much pressure

Speak at least twice a day- whether online or at either of yours houses, keep communication a priority.

You both knew jay was going to struggle with the last one, but you put it in there for good measure. With the two of you finally on the same page, you couldn’t wait to head upstairs to his room. Once his door was closed, he was on you in a flash, kissing up your neck and unwrapping you from your clothes in record speed. With his lips on your skin, every other worry you had slipped away, disappearing until it felt like you and jay were the only people in the world.

You could tell from the start that tonight would be different from your time together on new years. With your confessions on both of your minds, and the excitement of a potential new relationship, tonight was not about desperation, or drunken haste. It was about learning each others bodies, and claiming the other as your own. Jay pushed you down lo lie on his bed, laid out for him to worship. You were completely naked for him, while he still had all his clothes on. Trying to lift his shirt of he pulled back, stopping your hands. ‘I want tonight to be about you. All about you. We can get to me later’ he said, holding your wrists above your head as he hovered over you.

Kissing your lips with a new determination made you more needy for him, and you started arching your chest toward him, desperate to hold him. But your hands were still trapped in his above your head. Whining your desperate pleas into his lips, he chuckled into your mouth at how needy you were, preaching patience as his mouth worked its way down to your jaw. He whispered filthy thoughts into your ear. Of how he was going to ruin you, claim you as his own, love you the way only he could. His mouth continued its torture down your chest, finding your nipple and sucking it gently until it pebbled for him. Your quite gasps grew more frequent as he sucked, licked and toyed with your nipple, playing with the sensitive bud, all while using one hand to keep your hands above your head. His other hand was ensuring your other nipple was not neglected playing with how sensitive you were and learning what made your quick gasps turn into low moans. As he moved his mouth to your other breast, he nipped at your skin causing a high pitched moan to leave your lips. The sound was heaven to jays ears, and made him grow painfully harder in his pants. But he continued his ministrations on your chest, only leaving them to move his head lower down your body. You grew more excited, aching for relief between your thighs. But your excitement was short lived as jay began kissing a trail over your stomach and up your sensitive sides, alternating between sucking, licking and gently nipping at your skin, working you up beyond compare.

After what felt like an eternity, jay finally reached your core. He could see how you were practically dripping for him, and he released your hands before positioning himself between your legs. Finally the moment you had been waiting for, praying for. Jay teased you a little longer, kissing your thighs heading toward your core until you lost your patience. With your hands free, you thread your fingers through his hair pulling his head up until his eyes met yours. ‘Enough teasing now.’ You commanded him, liking the power you felt when his eyes changed from a fiery stare to a more submissive glint. ‘Yes ma’am’ he replied with a mischievous obedience. When you weren’t so worked up, you would have to explore Jays more submissive side. But for now you were so desperate for him that when his mouth finally met you core, all rational thought left your head. Focused only on his mouth on you, your moans increased as his teasing had you teetering dangerously close to the edge already. As his tongue continued its magic on your clit, his fingers slipped into you, pulling a low moan from your lips. His fingers stretched you just the right away as you arched your back, lifting your hips further into him. As you felt your high approach, Jay had one more trick up his sleeve. He curled his fingers against your walls, pushing you over the edge, and making you clench mercilessly around him as your legs began to shake. With his mouth still on you, he worked you through your orgasm, in awe of how he could make you come undone. Once your legs stopped shaking, he kissed his way back up your stomach, over your chest and met your lips. You could taste yourself on his tongue, and the thought was overwhelming. The new position also meant you could feel how hard jay had grown, as he pressed against your thigh. Reaching down to his bottoms, you slipped you hand beneath the fabric and slid a finger over his tip. The sweetest moan left his lips as he bucked into your hand. Pleasuring you had made him overly sensitive, so when you pressed your finger again along his tip, he whined once more, precum covering your fingers.

‘You took such good care of me baby, let me take care of you?’ you turned him over, so he was sat up leaning against the head board. Pulling his bottoms fully down, you could fully see his desperation. Licking a single stripe from the base of his dick, he let out a strangled moan. You had never had this power over a man before, so you were going to take advantage of it. Wrapping your lips around his tip, he scrunched his eyes closed, tipping his head back in pleasure as you lowered your mouth more around him. Hollowing your cheeks and using your hand on the parts you couldnt reach, you fell into a steady rhythm, alternating between taking his full length in your throat, and focusing only on the tip. You ran your tongue flat over his tip as he praised you for doing such a good job. ‘Yes Y/n, just like that oh god’ he moaned his praise, his words going straight to your core. Asyou took his length in your mouth again, you looked up at him through your fluttering lashes, eyes watering. From this angle, you looked truly heavenly, plump lips wrapped around him and big eyes looking up at him.

‘Fuck Y/n I’m gonna cum. Fuck where can I cum?’ he groaned his question as you pulled off him with a pop. ‘I wanna taste you.’ Was all you said before taking him back in your mouth, increasing your pace until he released down your throat. Swallowing all you could manage, you pulled off his dick, cum dripping down your chin where it had spilled out of your mouth. Jay looked so fucked out as his fingers gathered his cum from your face, placing his finger on your tongue. You obediently sucked his digit, swallowing every drop of his release. ‘God such a pretty cum slut for me’ he praised you further, before pulling you into his arms. The combination of your earlier high, as well, as the effort you’d spent on jay had you worn out, so he pulled you under his covers, and cuddled into you as you slept.

The rest of the week continued in very much the same way. At school, you barely knew each other, and in the evenings, you spent your time together, learning all you could about each other. Finally, Friday rolled around, and your date with heeseung was upon you. You had continued to play along as if you were planning on going, as per Jays instruction. You agreed to stick to the rules you had both set out, and so continued as you were before jay had confessed. When class ended Friday afternoon, you and jay found yourselves at your house. Since your parents were rarely home, and his were busy running a highly successful travel company, there was always an empty house for the two of you to retreat to. You were both laid out on the sofa, your feet resting on his lap and his hands on your calves as you flicked through the TV channels, trying to find something to watch.

Your phone started ringing, Heeseungs name flashing up on your screen. He was calling to confirm your date for later that evening. Though you and Jay hadn’t told anyone about the two of you yet, you had discussed at length what you would say to heeseung when the time of your date rolled around. You answered the phone, adding a phony croak to your voice. ‘Hey heeseung, you ok?’ you croaked. His reply was full of concern for you, wondering what was causing your sore throat. As you began explaining your imaginary symptoms, Jays hands slowly slid further and further up your legs, your short skirt doing very little to halt his advances. You glared at him, still feigning illness on the phone to heeseung, while trying to contain your excitement as Jays fingers slipped into your panties, feeling your dampening core.

‘Heeseung I- Ive got to go I’m not going to make it tonight sorry’ you stumbled over your words as Jay continued working you open with his fingers. ‘Such a slut hmm, lying to heeseung while you fall apart under me’ Jay whispered into your unoccupied ear. You had to hold back your moan, all while Heeseung was debating coming over to take care of you. ‘No, you don’t have to, god no’ you almost moaned the las bit. You were falling apart under Jay, while heeseungs concerned voice rang through the phone, wishing you to get better soon. After what felt like forever you hung up the phone, tossing it aside as you finally moaned jays name. His fingers were reaching to your most sensitive spot, the past week giving him perfect opportunity to learn your body perfectly. Within minutes of being off the phone, your hands were grabbing jays biceps as he worked you through your high, your nails leaving crescent shaped indents on his blemish free arms.

You came down from your high with jay placing sweet kisses against your lips. He was shocked when you swatted his arm. ‘I cant believe you did that. We could’ve been caught’ You chastised him. ‘Sorry princess, you just look so cute, I couldn’t resist’ he sweetly replied trying to sweet talk you. You shifted your body until you were straddling his hips, feeling how turned on he had gotten. ‘aw baby. You always get so hard from pleasuring me. Such a good boy for me, always taking care of me first.’ You sounded sickly sweet, almost mocking him as you’re hips still hovered over him, denying him the friction he craved. ‘you know how you affect me princess.’ He tried to stay in control of the situation, but teasing you while on the phone with heeseung wasn’t acceptable, so you wanted to have your fun with him. You palmed him over his trousers, making him hiss through his teeth, jaw clenched trying not to moan out. You stopped palming him to wrap your fingers around his jaw, pulling his face to look at you. ‘don’t you dare try and hide your moans from me, baby boy.’ His eyes widened at your commanding tone, your cute innocent look immediately replaced in his mind with a more dominating, powerful, sexy version of you.

With a small moan he continued to look up at you through wide eyes, and as your hand lowered back down to his crotch, the slightest pressure caused a whine from his lips. You slipped off is legs to allow yourself to slide his trousers off from beneath him. Removing his trousers and underwear in one fell swoop, you lightly dragged your finger over his length, barely touching him. You dusted your finger over one bulging vein, which had him bucking up toward you. ‘Ah no baby. Keep still for me ok’ you placed your arm over his abdomen, to hold his hips down on the sofa. You continued to torture him with slight gentle touches, barely dusting over him, teasing him and working him up. ‘Now, will you be a good boy for me baby, or do I have to keep teasing you?’

‘Please Y/n.’ he begged.

‘Please what baby? Use your words for me.’

‘Please touch me. Please princess I need you.’ He was squirming under your touch. You decided you had teased him enough, placing his tip on your flat tongue, working your mouth around his tip. The whines and moans that fell from jays mouth was heaven to your ears, and encouraged you further to take him fully in your mouth. Your teasing had him worked up, so he didn’t last long when you were pumping your mouth over his length again and again. His hips began shaking, and he began to beg. ‘Please Y/n, can I cum? Please let me cum princess’ he was almost tearing up as you gave him permission with a gentle nod of your head, still continuing your pace. When he came on your tongue, you swallowed his release, becoming addicted to his taste over the past week. His chest was heaving under you as you moved up to cup his cheek, turning his face to look at you once again. ‘That’s what you get for teasing me when I’m on the phone’ you chuckled.

Over the following weeks, you and jay grew closer to one another, catching up on everything you had missed the years that you didn’t speak. Sunghoon as the first to find out about your relationship. Spending time with you because of his boyfriend, and seeing how both you and jay had changed, yet still didn’t interact, it became obvious to him. When he pulled you both aside to let you know that he had figured out your little secret, you were both shocked. It was concerning how observant he was. He promised to keep your secret, but eventually you agreed just to tell your friends about you. Sunoo was overjoyed, if not a little annoyed that sunghoon hadn’t told him as soon as he realised. Heeseung was less thrilled to here the news, but when he was next home his mind quickly changed when he saw how happy you were together. Once you ad heeseungs blessing, you took it as a good sign to meet the parents. You each had your turn to be a nervous wreck, worrying if you’d be liked or not. But both encounters went better than expected, with jays mum telling you to call her mum. His dad took a little longer to warm to you, but came round soon enough when you shared your home baked brownies with him.

After almost 8 months of being together, you both moved to university. Luckily, before any of this began, you’d both been looking at the same campus, and moving in together felt right. You would be on campus with sunghoon and jake as well, as they had all chosen the big city university an hour from your small town. Before you knew it, a year had flown by, and New years felt more special than before. The following year, sunoo would join, moving in with sunghoon, and your friendship with the younger boy grew more than anyone could’ve predicted. Life was good, and you often thought back to the years between. When Jay didn’t acknowledge you. And your parents would argue everyday. And you had almost no friends. Looking back on how far youd come always made you emotional, and Jay would pick up on it right away, pulling you close, and reminding you of how much he loved you.

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