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scooby dooby doo, lookin’ for boo!

+18 content read at your own discretion, please scroll if you’re uncomfortable with. [MDNI]

pairing: football player!jake x afab!virgin!reader

genre: smut, strangers to lovers

summary: Santa was real, he had to be and Jake felt like he was finally out of the naughty list, because this christmas came bearing gifts for him. Not only his longing for pussy was about to be over but his life was about to be changed completely, thanks to you and your cute little Velma costume entering his life so unexpectedly. As surprisingly pleasant as this was for Jake, it was even more so for you, considering how determined you were to stay as a virgin. Guess Chaewon and Yunjin's plan of getting you laid wasn't so bad after all, cause you were sure that nowhere in this world, there could be another Shaggy who's capable of making you change your mind, let alone doing it this fast.

word count: 15.8k

warnings: dom!jake, sub!reader, first time sex, unprotected sex, multiple smut scenes, oral sex, fingering, edging, boob kink, ass kink, objectification, Jake is a pervert, usage of pet names, marking kink, dirty talk, mentions of shower sex, lmk if I missed something

a/n: hi hi everyone, it’s been a while :3 I wanna start by wishing you all a very happy new year and I hope you are having a good time 🫶🏼 I have been working on this fic for a while and now that it’s finished, I wanted to give it you as a new year’s gift <3 it took me a lot to write this so I’ll be really happy if you would give me feedback with comments, reblogs and asks, I’ll be looking forward for your thoughts on this! Also if you are wondering about how i am, please don't worry, I’m fine and I’m currently enjoying my own company in peace 💖 thank you for being patient with me, I love you, I’ll be seeing you later 🫶🏼

Boring and monotonous — that's how your last year at university started, not very different from your previous ones. 

Being a girl who was the definition of socially awkward, you weren't surprised by the outcome of your own actions. Loneliness was kind of your thing ever since elementary school, but despite the fact of your very poor “human” skills, you managed to gain two great friends through these 4 years of college — Yunjin and Chaewon, the only people who cared enough to know about your existence.

You loved them, you really did with your whole heart, but there was a tini-mini problem about them that made you wanna bang their heads together from time to time, like you've been wanting to do lately.

The thing was, for some reason you couldn't figure out just yet, you managed to befriend the two most extroverted people on the face of earth with never ending energies, your polar opposites to be exact. 

And as much as you enjoyed the serenity of your own company, they hated it, enough to make finding you a boyfriend their task. 

It wouldn't be wrong to say that they were quite popular at school, always receiving flowers and chocolates from the guys in your classes at valentines day, often being asked out to concerts and parties by different boys from different departments of your big university. 

Admittedly, it was fun to gossip with them about their hookups, but undeniably you were curious — curious on how it would feel to have someone interested in you, in a romantic way or more precisely, in a sexual way as well.

The saying that “curiosity could be the worst curse” was true in your case, since you were terrible at suppressing it. Which would often result with you asking the girls very private questions that they had fun answering, most of them being about their sex life. 

That being said, considering the personalities of your two best friends, it wasn't hard for them to see the intention behind your “innocent” curious questions — you wanted to get laid.

No, you needed to get laid, as soon as possible for that matter. 

So, unlike they did in classes, this time they were more ready to take some responsibilities to do what it takes for their beloved cute nerd —  you, and make it their mission to find the perfect guy for you to discover the answers of your “fantastic” questions on your own. 

And to achieve that, they didn't hesitate to drag you along with them wherever they went, parties and clubs, you name it. 

Speaking of parties, since it was the last month of the year with Christmas being right around the corner, people didn't think twice before using it as their excuse to throw a house party every other day, one after the other. 

Normally, this situation wouldn't be any of your concern but like it was stated before, Yunjin and Chewon were the biggest extroverts of all time.

And what did extroverts love more than anything? Yes, parties, no matter which kind. 

Adding the new mission they took upon themselves to get you laid at least once before graduation, you had no option other than following them to each and every party at this point, one being scheduled for tomorrow  — a costume special themed party thrown at Park brother's mansion, the most popular guys in the entire campous. 

The guys that Chaewon and Yunjin had their eyes on, so as you can guess, there was no way to bail out. 

You still did everything you could to not go, going as far as not buying a costume for yourself since it was the dress code even when you knew that Chaewon would try and kill you with her bare hands. 

But your plan miserably failed when they showed up at your place with their hands full with shopping bags, some of them being purchased for you. 

Of course when it came to real life stuff, you couldn't outsmart your friends, cause they knew you too long to fall for your cheap excuses which often repeated themselves. 

For that exact reason, they already guessed that you probably wouldn't even look for a costume so instead, they did the job for you and bought one — the one that they thought would suit you the best considering your personality, a Velma from scooby doo costume.

The very costume of the most recognized and the sexiest nerd for the one they knew, a match made in heaven. 

The only thing you were lacking was a Shaggy by your side, which they hoped you'd find at the party, a steamy type of one though — a one that would help you solve the mystery of the likes of your vagina. 

Well, it seemed like the sincerest wishes really did come true like the saying, 'cause Sim Shaggy was feeling in the mood to solve some mysteries, particularly the naughtiest type of ones. 

You were good at maths, you really were. 

But there were no equations whatsoever to make you understand how exactly a 24 hour time period could flow so fast, cuz it was already friday, aka the day of the big party. 

You were currently resisting to unlock the door of your dressing room to your two friends who were busy banging on it with furious fists, yelling at you to come out so they could see how the costume looked on you. 

Turns out it was more revealing than you thought as you stood there right in front of your big mirror, trying your best to adjust to the size of your mini skirt and the exposed skin of your tummy, because what was supposed to be the turtle neck was actually a crop top and a very slim fit one at that. 

It was so tight that it felt only like a thin layer on your skin, making you feel naked since you normally only wore loose clothes, because you felt comfier in them. And not to mention how the burgundy skirt you were wearing wasn't covering anywhere it was supposed to, leaving your buttcheeks almost entirely on full display.  

So as Yunjin said, costumes were indeed slutty, and yours was the perfect example for that. 

“Guys I don't think this costume suits me!” you yelled behind the door, trying to fix your skirt to cover at least some more part of your ass, not that it worked.

“Just come out and let us see first!” came Yunjin's voice from a distance, Chaewon's hum of agreement following right after. 

You took a deep breath and cupped your face as you unlocked the door, wanting to hide the matching tone of red that your cheeks were painted with, similar to the color of your skirt. 

“Ta-da!” you attempted to chant as you walked out, gaze focused on the floor while you tried not to cry at how your voice cracked. 

For some reason you were extremely uncomfortable, although the two girls who were looking at you with big eyes and dropped jaws literally saw you naked for more than once or twice. 

It was almost like you were trapped inside of someone else's body, everything felt too unfamiliar, even though you knew it was just you overthinking. 

“Fuck girl, you look amazing.” Chaewon walked up to you, gently held one of your hands and made you spin on your platform heels, eyes glistening with your beauty as she spoke, “You're definitely getting laid tonight.” 

“It's not really what I want though, unless you didn't notice ..” you sulked, “.. virginity is so underestimated these days.”

“Yes, it's not what you want, true ..” Yunjin shook her head rather dramatically, shooting a glance over you through the mirror as she continued to perfect her eyeliner. “.. because it is what you need, what your body literally screams for.”   

“No, it's not — ”

“Mhm — ”

“Either way ..” you raised your volume, rolling your eyes at the way both of your so-called best friends were humming at you sarcastically instead of believing you, feeling deeply betrayed by their actions. “.. I look like a slut begging for some dick like this..” you sighed, “.. and I feel like a fucking clown too.”

“Hey, that's definitely not true, okay?”

“Yeah, you look nothing like a slut.”

The way you and Chaewon gave Yunjin the “be fucking for real” look in sync was enough to make her clear her throat and speak again, this time using the right words to express her thoughts. “What I mean is, you look daring and hot, okay?”

“Do I really, though?” you asked, avoiding eye contact as you used your hands like fans to cool down the hotness of red on your cheeks. 

“Yes, really ..” Chaewon gave you a reassuring nod, holding your hands gently and caressing them in her palms, “.. I wouldn't be shocked if there would be a huge line of Shaggy's on your front door, waiting to fuck you after tonight.” she teased, wiggling her eyebrows, making you bite on your lower lip to not laugh at her silliness. 

“For the nth time, I'm not gonna fuck anyone tonight, especially not any Shaggy.” 

She raised her hands up, acting like she was surrounded in defeat. “I'm just saying it in case, okay?” she shrugged, looking away as she mumbled the rest of her sentence, “If it happens though, make sure to choose the one with long fingers and a high nose.”

“Chaewon!”

“Alright, enough bickering ..” Yunjin interrupted you, trying her best to look serious as if she didn't snort at what Chaewon said like thirty seconds ago, “.. let' s get your makeup done, we don't wanna be late to the party.”

Park's mansion, at 9 pm

“Dude, what the fuck?” Sunghoon said to Jake, eyeing him up and down with a confused expression on his face, “Where the fuck is your costume?”

“This is my costume, genius.” Jake muttered, grabbing himself a drink from the tray some cute waitress was holding, “I'm Shaggy, from scooby-doo.”

“It looks like you're only wearing a very cheap looking green shirt with some pants you stole from your grandpa's closet for me.”

“At least I'm not dressed up as Dracula for the nth time.”

Sunghoon scoffed at his friend, one shotting the remaining alcohol in his fancy glass. “At least I'm still gonna get laid tonight.” he said, winking at his visibly annoyed friend, Jake, who wanted nothing more than to get high and not remember anything from tonight. 

Jake shot him a death glare, cursing at him with his eyes. “With that eye makeup? I wouldn't be so sure.” he mocked, reaching for another drink, needing something stronger this time. 

“So whose mother are you after tonight, Shaggy?” Sunghoon asked, knowing exactly which buttons to push to make Jake lose his temper, distracting the subject away from his poorly made eye makeup easily.

“For fuck's sake, how many more times do I have to tell you guys that it was a fucking mistake?” Jake finally snapped, knocking over 2 shots of vodka one after the other, scrunching his whole face at the bitter taste in his throat. 

“Yeah but, how did you managed to fuck Ray's mom in their house, at the party they were throwing and get caught while piping her?” Sunghoon kept on with his teasing, enjoying the strong taste of the drink just as much as he was enjoying watching Jake struggle to come up with responses that made any sense. 

How could a person not know if the woman they were fucking was the mother of their friend — the mother of their team captain also, in Jake's case.

So what happened was, last year during Halloween, Jake got invited to a party which was special to the football team of the university only. It was also a costumed party just like this one, but the host was Ray — the captain of the football team that Jake was also a part of. 

They knew each other ever since Jake started university and were super close because Ray was always there for Jake like an older brother, even though their age gap was no more than a year.

With that being said, it wasn't hard to guess that wherever Ray was, Jake would be there too  — they were basically inseperable, but that changed completely after what Jake did. 

Jake was a casanova, has been a casanova since day one and there was no soul who didn't know about this. 

He liked to fuck every chance he got, and once he's turned on, nothing other than putting his dick inside someone's pussy mattered to him. 

Nothing about age, looks, place could stop him from getting what he wanted. 

So, due to the lacking of his rationality skills, he accidentally ended up fucking Ray's mother inside their bedroom, on the bed she was sharing with his father. And if this was not enough, he got caught by Ray while he was balls deep into her pussy, halfway through breeding her. 

As terrible as this sounds, the aftermath was much worse, he almost got kicked out of the football team and lost his scholarship, all because he didn't think of asking the woman who she was since she was too hot for him to not hit for that matter.  

But thankfully after Ray's graduation last year, things got better, and he actually had the chance to be the team captain this year. So, he really needed to not mess anything up. 

Thanks to the trauma that Ray's party left on him, he stopped going out for clubs and drinks as well as parties, which meant he hasn't been fucking for almost more than a year now. 

So as it could be guessed, he was about to lose his mind due to how much he was literally craving pussy and his beloved friends making fun of him for not getting any like Sunghoon did wasn't helping, not at all. 

It wasn't that he couldn't get laid, he was choosing not to, since he was afraid of fucking up even worse. 

“So how long are you gonna continue this pussy fasting?” Sunghoon slightly nudged his arm with his elbow, separating Jake from his not so pleasant flashbacks. 

“Not any longer than tonight ..” Heeseung barged into the conversation from the corner, holding an almost empty bottle of beer in his hands. “.. a very hot Velma at 9 o'clock, if you're not banging that, I definitely am.”

Not needing to hear anything more, Jake instantly turned his head to the indicated direction, his jaw dropping at the sight before his eyes. 

There you were, standing awkwardly next to your two friends with a worried expression on your face, very easy to spot thanks to the warm colors you chose to wear. 

Unlike the uncomfortable look on your face, you didn't seem like you were struggling to stand up in your burgundy platform heels, your posture looking perfect from Jake's point of view. 

He couldn't stop himself from eyeing you up and down, observing his surprise match with admiration. 

You looked like the real version of Velma, only hotter than he could ever imagine. Everything about you was so pretty, from the way your legs looked under your short skirt inside those orange thigh highs, to the way your matching color of crop top covered only some of your upper body so tightly, making your boobs pop out so sexily. 

He licked his lips to control his drooling, feeling like a caveman as his eyes stayed glued on your body, traveling upwards to now study the pretty features of your face. 

Your makeup was the definition of perfect, the hot tone of red that you wore on your lips complementing your skin tone gorgeusly. Your cheeks were blushed, he couldn't be quite sure whether it was the make up or it was because you were shy but either way, you looked cute — too fucking cute for him to stay uneffected. 

And not to mention how well your big round glasses fitted your whole look, making your pretty face shine even more. 

Shit, if he were to fuck you, he'd definitely make sure you'd keep the glasses on the entire time. 

“Dude ..” Jay's enthusiastic voice distracted Jake from his small analyzing session, making him slightly flinch as he looked up to Jay to listen to what he had to say in such an excited way. “.. I think I've found the perfect match for Jake.”

“Oh ..” Sunghoon giggled, “.. He's already watching her.” he said, signaling the direction where you and your friends were sitting, where Jake couldn't turn his head away.

“She's a friend of Chaewon, the girl I've been talking to ..” Jay smirked, “.. so she's completely safe Jake, don't worry, she's not anyone's mother or anything.”

“Not that it would stop you.” Heeseung blurted while snorting, fist bumping with Sunghoon on the side. 

“Haha, you guys ..” Jake let out a sarcastic and a very fake chuckle, getting up from his seat as he spoke, “.. you're so very fucking funny.” he rolled his eyes, walking away after grabbing a big sized bottle of beer for himself.

“Hey, where are you going?” Jay shouted behind him, feeling slightly guilty for teasing his friend so much. 

“I'm gonna go get some fresh air!” Jake shouted back, feeling his need for oxygen increase because of you, because of how much you took his breath away while sitting there, without a clue on what you've been doing to him by simply being present.  

Fuck, he thought, how was he supposed to survive tonight without getting his hands on you?

You wanted to throw up and you wanted to do it right onto the face of the guy who was doing everything to flirt with you, instead of getting the hints that you weren't interested in him and leave. 

There he was sitting right next to you, cracking one unfunny joke after the other, his hands desperately trying to touch your thighs with every minute that passed. 

You've been forcing yourself to endure his miserable existence for approximately thirty minutes now, doing it only for Yunjin and Chaewon, since the guy happened to be their friend. 

But nope, it wasn't gonna work out, not when the only thing you wanted to do was to punch him right on the nose.

Which you nearly did, once he tried to throw his arm over your shoulders to pull you closer to him. 

You pushed him away almost immediately, getting up from your seat as you told him that you wanted to get some air, and that you wanted to do it alone. Seemed like this time he picked up the signs of you not wanting him around, which he only responded with a nod before walking away. 

Thank God, you sighed, at least he wasn't some sort of an obsessed creep. 

You scanned the room briefly, looking for your two gorgeous friends, not surprisingly spotting them next to Jay and Sunghoon — the hottest brothers of the campous, step brothers to be exact. 

Since you were a great friend, you figured that it was best to not interrupt them or in other words, cockblock them, so you picked up your phone and typed a quick text on your group chat to let them know you were gonna get some fresh air on the terrace.

Without waiting for them to read, you exited the room, wanting to get away from the loud crowd as fast as you could. This party was the worst one you've been attending so far, and maybe for the first time ever, you were feeling disappointed about it. 

Considering how you've been actively being dragged to parties by your friends for over two weeks now, this was the only one you actually put any effort to get ready for, only for you to get hitted on by some dude that did not know what the word “respect” meant. 

Even though he didn't physically assault you, his eyes were enough, the way he kept staring at your boobs and legs was engraved in your brain in the most awful way, making you feel sick in the stomach. 

You desperately needed some fresh air, for both your nausea and the tears that swelled up in the corners of your eyes. 

After climbing two flights of stairs there you were, finally on the terrace floor, being welcomed by the cold breeze that hit your face as soon as you stepped up. 

“Wow.” you mumbled at how pretty the view of sky was, taking quick steps to walk over the edge, wanting to get a better sight of the sea that was lying just across the fancy mansion of the Park family. 

“Everything looks so pretty from here ..” you breathed out, hugging your shoulders as you took in the most glorious scenery you've seen in your life so far. 

Maybe it was the beauty of the sea or the serenity of the silent sky, but for some reason you couldn't quite distinguish, you were crying, warm tears flowing down from your eyes to meet with your cold cheeks.

And not long after that, your breathy sobs started to be heard, which made the guy who was quietly watching you from the corner break his silence, his husky voice carrying a hint of worry as he spoke.

“Are you okay?” Jake asked, trying his best to use his softest tone so that you wouldn't get scared, not that it worked.

You flinched at the sudden accompaniment of an unknown voice, almost tripping and falling as your surprised eyes met with his concerned ones. He rushed over to help you gain your balance back, gentle hands supporting you kindly by the waist as he mumbled a fearful “Be careful.”

“I'm so sorry ..” he apologized, swiftly removing his hands from your body, “.. I didn't mean to scare you like that.” he said, looking everywhere but your eyes. 

His heart was beating like crazy, chest almost cracking open due to the rate of his heartbeats. Of course he couldn't look you in the eyes, I mean, how could he even survive an eye contact with the prettiest girl he has ever seen while he was feeling this weak already?

“I-It's okay ..” you cleared your throat, “.. I'm the one who didn't notice you.”

Jake licked his lips nervously, not knowing how to put his thoughts into words correctly. He took a deep breath and finally managed to look at your eyes, his voice going down in octave as he spoke again. 

“I know this is really not my place but ..” he blurted out, pausing for a brief second, “.. would you wanna let out what's bothering you? I mean .. I have beer, if you want.”

You couldn't help but giggle at him, thinking he was too cute for his own good when he was just trying to communicate casually. You wiped your tears away with the back of your hand, hoping that your waterproof mascara was actually waterproof.

“You have beer, huh?”

“Y-yeah I mean, since they say alcohol makes it easier to talk, that's why I'm offering.”

“Hmm is that so?” you teased, liking the way his cheeks started to show a really cute tone of red, “Who exactly are “they” though?”

“You know ..” he shrugged, smiling nervously, “.. just p-people.”

“Just people, huh?”

“Y-yeah.”

“Do you always stutter this much?” you asked, enjoying his constant struggle to form any words to answer you. Was he flustered because of you? Aw, that would be so cute.

“When I'm n-nervous, yes.”

“Why are you nervous?” you stepped awfully closer to him, standing only mere inches away from his face, unaware of the boldness of your moves. “Are you planning on doing something, like getting me drunk, hm mister —” you stopped, realizing that you didn't know his name yet. Great, you thought, this was the best excuse to learn it. “ — wait, who were you again?”

“Shaggy, y-your Shaggy ..” he blurted out, not exactly thinking before speaking out, “.. fuck, I meant, Shaggy — I'm Shaggy from Scooby Doo.” 

You didn't bother holding your laughter at his never-ending clumsy mistakes, which made him cuter and cuter by the passing minute in your eyes. “My Shaggy, huh?” you imitated his tone, “Sounds cute.”

“Since you're Velma and t-they're a c-couple you know, in the cartoon ..” he gulped down, letting out a defeated sigh before facepalming once he realized he only made it worse the more he talked. “.. fuck, I should shut up.”

You chuckled, muffling his hair gently with your delicate hands, feeling close to him for some reason you couldn't explain. “Thanks for enlightening me about our relationship, my Shaggy — ”

“Ugh, please —” he groaned, palming his face and hiding his blushed cheeks on your shoulder. Oddly for you, skinship with a total stranger like him didn't feel awkward at all, if anything, it made you excited over the contact.

“I appreciate everything you said but, I meant to ask you who you really are ..” you gently pushed him away, separating him from your shoulder to form an eye contact, “.. like, what's your name?”

“J-jake, it's Jake ..” he almost whispered, unable to keep his eyes locked with yours, “.. from the mathematics department.”

 “Y/n, from chemistry.” you reached your hand out to him, watching him hesitantly grab it after blinking a few times. You had to admit, you've never seen anyone looking so adorable while they were confused, Jake was truly an exception. 

“It's a cute name, y/n ..” Jake commented, the shy smile on his face turning into a more confident one gradually, “.. I like how it rolls off my tongue so smoothly.”

“You do?”

“Mhm.” He nodded, still holding your hand, thinking how perfectly it fitted inside his big palm. “I really like it.”

“Enough to share your beer with me?” 

“Oh, sweetheart ..” Jake shot you a side smirk, bringing your hand to his lips to leave a feathery kiss on your soft skin, “.. I would share it with you even without knowing your name.” 

“So, if you mix this and this and add a bunch of these ..” Jake spoke enthusiastically from behind the counter, playing the role of your personal bartender as he made you a drink that he claimed to taste way better than the beer you two shared a while back on the terrace. “.. you get this pretty baby named, the zombie.”

He wiggled his eyebrows as he landed your special cocktail to you, making sure to pick the fanciest glass for the fanciest girl at the party, you.

“You see y/n, I'm no chemist like you but ..” he leaned closer to you, watching you squeeze your eyes shut as you took a sip from his recipe, “.. I know a lot of formulas to work with.”

You took a small sip, feeling slightly anxious because you didn't do well with bitter things and since he mixed a lot of everything together, you were worried it would cause a chemical burn in your throat.

But surprisingly, aside from the cringyness of his words there was truth to them, since the special potion he made just for you actually tasted so sweet that you were easily able to finish it at one go, leaving him with a proud smile on his face as he watched you. 

“Normally, it's strong enough to knock you over if you finish it at one go like this ..” he chuckled, “.. but I adjusted it so it's weak and sweet enough for my lady to enjoy.” he tapped at your nose, giving you a puppy-like smile. 

He was so adorable that you were sure, this couldn't be only the illusion of the alcohol that was mixed in your blood. 

He was sweet and it was genuine, maybe that's why you opened up to him so fast, not doubting once before sharing the cause of your tears back on the big terrace, accepting his kind offer of beer. 

You told him the real reason why you were present at this party which was hosted by two of his close friends as he shared, Jay and Sunghoon, telling him how pressured you actually started to feel due to your two best friend's what's-supposed-to-be a sweet act.

You knew they meant only well with their little “lets get y/n laid” movement but besides from the goofiness of it, considering how traumatic it was for you to endure one of their “friends” with the exact intentions of trying to hit on you, it was safe for you to say that you wanted nothing more than for them to stop — which was the part that Jake get involved.  

He, being the sweetheart he is, offered to be your company for the night, telling you that with him by your side, no one would come to bother you. 

And he was right on that, since it's been almost an hour you two came back from the terrace and no one — including your two best friends and their spouse candidates for you, bothered neither you nor Jake. 

Things were going so smooth so far, until Jake pointed behind you, where your two best friends and his two best friends were sat together in pairs — Chaewon with Jay and Yunjin with Sunghoon, staring at your direction, observing the coincidental perfect match between you and your Shaggy, Jake.  

“I believe they are staring at us.” Jake commented, putting his palm under his chin, narrowing his eyes as he acted completely immersed in his mystery-solving Shaggy role. But just as it was in the cartoon, he was looking nothing other than a clown, a cute one at that, with his terrible acting skills and handsome looks. 

“Oh yeah?” you mocked, imitating him as you put your elbow on the counter just like he did, cupping your chin with your palm. “And how do you suggest we get rid of their curious looks?”

“Dance ..” he said, reaching his hand out with a somewhat flirtatious look on his face, “.. I believe we best dance to decrease their level of suspicion.”

You couldn't help but to giggle as you held his hand, “Then, we shall dance.” you said, following the lead of his dorkiness. 

You let him carry your hand in his as he got out of the mini-bar thingy that he used to show off his chemistry knowledge on drinks to you, walking into the depths of the crowd that moved their body to the rhythm of the current song that was playing. 

“By the way ..” you spoke once you arrived at your destination, smiling as you wrapped your arms around the neck of your pretty date for the night, “.. It was a really lame way to ask for a dance, mister Shaggy.”

“Hey ..” he chuckled, looking like an absolute smash with his rosy cheeks and plump lips, making your heart flutter with his unintentional flirting skills. “.. It still got me a dance though, didn't it?” he bit on his lips, pulling you closer by your waist with his big palms placed on both sides.

Yep, he was right, it did get him a dance. And maybe — just maybe, it was gonna get him something more, something he has been craving for so long. 

“Should we be doing something about this?” Chaewon said to Yunjin, taking the opportunity of having Jay and Sunghoon being absent to get drinks, pointing at where you were very wildly dancing with Jake. 

“I mean, I'm kind of getting worried.”

Yunjin scrunched her face once she noticed how Jake's hands were resting very close to your ass, watching you sway your hips in harmony with his while laughing at something he seemed to be whispering in your ear. 

Oh God, she thought, I hope it's not dirty talk. 

“I can't be sure if she's faking it to get rid of us ..” Yunjin responded back, narrowing her eyes to focus on reading your body language. “.. or if she's really into him.”

“I don't know which one is worse ..” Chaewon shook her head, almost gagging when Jake spinned you around and pulled you closer to himself, his lips almost brushing against yours. “.. but it looks like the second one to me.”

“I mean I know we told her to get a Shaggy but, did it have to be him?” 

Chaewon sighed in frustration as she let out her question, wanting to just snatch you away from the guy who she knew that had a terrible reputation on the entire campus. 

She despised him, especially because she watched it first hand how what he did almost ruined Ray's life, one of her closest friends of years. 

Yeah, she knew that she didn't really have any rights to talk about Jake since she wasn't even involved, but witnessing Ray's struggle unintentionally made her grow some sort of hatred towards him, she could not help it.

Thankfully Ray was doing much better with his parents now, moved into another city and enjoying his newly started life there. 

But unfortunately, that didn't seem to lessen her despise over Jake, since she was barely holding herself from ruining your fun.

She tched, rolling her eyes at the irony of this situation. 

She was the one who told you to go and find yourself a handsome looking, sex beast Shaggy and you did just that, but now there she was, trying to decide whether or not she should boycott your once in a lifetime experience. 

She couldn't help but to feel awful, you were her best friend.

“You know ..” Yunjins voice brought her back to reality, separating her from the sly thoughts in her head. “.. this is partially your fault.”

Chaewon glared at her, annoyed by the fact that she was thinking the same way as her. Ugh, why didn't she think better before encouraging you to go find yourself a pretty faced Shaggy and do the deed with him?

“Shut up, Yunjin.”

“No, because if you didn't tell her to go for a high nose and pretty hands, we might not be facing this situation.” she huffed, unable to hide the disgust in her face as she tried to stop the thoughts of you banging Jake from coming to her mind while she watched you two basically do a mating dance. 

Yep, she thought, you were definitely gonna lose that v card today.

“How could I know she would actually listen to me?” Chaewon defended herself, crossing her arms over her chest, “She literally never listens to me!” 

“Well, either way, It's too late now ..” Yunjin shrugged, accepting the obvious truth before her eyes. You looked like you really enjoyed Jakes company, which seemed to be coming in a romantic / sexual way, not that she took pleasure from witnessing. 

All there was left for them to do was to support you, which wasn't gonna be easy, but well,  as your best friends, it was their duty.

“.. we should just accept and —” her sentence got corrupted before she could finish it when the two handsome brothers that left their side came back, carrying a couple of glasses that were seemingly full with expensive looking drinks.

“Hey there ladies ..” Sunghoon cheered as he got back to his seat next to Yunjin, gently handing her drink out. “.. what are you discussing so passionately?”

“Nothing!” Yunjin let out a fake chuckle as she reached to get the drink from Sunghoon, watching Chaewon doing the same with Jay. “We were just talking about how your friend seems to be getting along so well with y/n, right Chaewon?”

Chaewon nodded with an awkward smile on her face, locking her eyes with Yunjin's approval seeking ones to avoid Jay's gaze. “They look like —”

“— like a cute couple, right?” Jay finished her sentence, turning his head to watch how his best friend was all over you while you were dancing to an upbeat song. 

You go tiger, he thought to himself, trying to hold his laughter back while observing Jake.    

“Haha, exactly.” Chaewon took an annoyed sip from her drink, cursing internally for ever agreeing to come to this party. 

“They're really sweeping the dance floor,” Sunghoon commented, “Look at them, they rock the whole place.” he said, leaning onto Yunjin, eyes looking at her as if he was offering to do the same. 

“They totally do!”

Jay one shotted his drink at the same time as his brother and placed the glass on the small table before their feet, reaching his hand out to Chaewon with an attractive smirk on his face. 

“Should we join them, then?”

As lovely as it was to dance with the most popular brothers of the school, maybe for tonight, it wasn't the best thing to do for neither Chaewon nor Yunjin. 

They were stuck with the Park brothers in the middle of the dance floor, while a rather romantic/slow song was playing and despite the fact that they scanned the entire room maybe for the nth time, you were nowhere to be found, nor was Jake. 

“Do you see her?” Chaewon mouthed at Yunjin who was wrapped with Sunghoon's arms next to her, as she rested her head on Jay's shoulder, giving up from searching for you. 

“Negative.” Yunjin shook her head, pouting at her friend as she let Sunghoon pat her back, his gentle hands caressing her exposed skin through the thin fabric of her dress.

They both sighed as they accepted their defeat, leaning on their handsome partners while trying to suppress the buds of worry inside their gut. 

Where could you have disappeared?

Meanwhile, y/n and Jake, in one of the rooms at Park's mansion

“God,” you groaned into Jake's mouth, letting him corner you between himself and the door, “you have such kissable lips.” 

He giggled at your cute confession, big palms coming down to cup your ass under your skirt, fondling your flesh with his pretty hands. 

“And you have an ass to die for, sweetheart.” 

You smiled at his naughty compliment and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into an even messier, deeper kiss. You welcomed his tongue inside as he swiped it along your lower lip, tasting your cherry flavored, burgundy lip gloss once again.

The way you tasted so sweet was getting him high, your intoxicating scent spreading everywhere from the tip of his nose to the ends of his veins. He could feel you all over his body, which had his dick desperately twitching in his pants with the lust he felt for you.

You let out an attractive chuckle as he kept kissing you, reaching your hands down to the tent on his crotch, where he was poking in between your legs with his hardness. You palmed him over his clothes, making him whimper against your lips when you traced your fingers on the outline of his cock, gently stroking him through the fabric. 

He felt so weak under your delicate touches, almost as if he was poisoned with the way you moved your lips on his. Everything about you was so irresistible; your pretty smile, your adorable moans, the softness of your ass and most importantly — the way you called out his name. 

It had the same effect with the song of the sirens, alluring him more and more every time you opened your mouth to let his name out.  

“I want you so bad, y/n ..” he whispered in your ear, nibbling with your earlobe after breaking the kiss, “.. so fucking bad.”

“Then take me, Jake,” you responded to him, pressing your swollen lips onto the exposed skin of his neck, placing an open mouthed kiss at where he seemed to be sensitive. “I'm all yours.”

He pulled out from your embrace briefly, resting his forehead on yours to form an eye contact, which made your knees give out. “I want to fuck you ..” he whispered as he pecked your lips, “.. hard and raw.”

Your heart skipped a beat on his words, his lustful gaze hypnotizing you with his blown out pupils, an unfamiliar feeling making your stomach burn. 

Was this how desire felt like? 

You assumed so, because it was the first time you ever wanted a man to touch you, to do unspeakable things to you. 

You wanted him and he wanted you, there was no need for stopping. 

You fluttered your lashes as you observed his features, his high nose and plump lips looking even more beautiful than the beginning of the night, the dim lights in the room shadowing his well sculptured face just perfectly. 

You thought about how you ended up here, right where your friends planned you to be, and looking back at what you've done, you had no regrets whatsoever, surprisingly.

You didn't regret kissing Jake. 

You didn't regret initiating something for the first time in your life, with the most adorable guy you've ever landed your eyes on. And you were sure that you werent gonna regret losing your virginity to him either, cause at the end of the night, it all was meant to be. 

You two were meant to be, you thought, destined to be together. 

As overdramatic as it sounded, Jake actually shared the same thoughts with you, cause what were the odds of you two matching in a random party as one of the most known couples of the cartoon world, in one of his favorite TV shows that he still watched to this day?

That's right, yes, close to zero. 

A Little fun fact about him: he was always a Velma boy, always has been and still was. 

Just now he has noticed how right his decision was once again, cause he definitely and absolutely had the biggest, the fattest crushes on Velmas — well to be precise, on a certain Velma, you.

There was something about the way you looked at him with your gorgeous eyes behind your round glasses, your lips swollen and your lipstick smeared all over your chin due to his kisses. 

He traveled his hands on your body, stopping on your chest to cup your tits with one of them, and resting the other one on your blushed cheeks. He caressed your lower lip with his thumb, soon after pressing his finger on your tongue for you to suck. 

He hissed as you played with his thumb in your mouth, giving him a preview of how good you'd look if you were to suck him off. The thought of it almost made him moan out loud, the effect you had on him being like none other, not compatible with any girl he's ever hooked up with before.  

Fuck, he thought, realizing the bitter truth — he was never ever gonna be able to get over you. 

And maybe, if he got lucky, he wouldn't need to. 

“Y/n,” he called your name out, almost as if he was whining, “you're driving me crazy, baby.” he said, massaging your boobs, one hand perfectly enough to cover them both over your tight crop. 

You hummed as you reached to his hands, placing yours on top of his large ones. You let his thumb slip out of your mouth as you replaced it with his index and middle finger instead, giving him a provoking look as you let his digits slide on your tongue, taking them in your throat as deep as your gag reflex allowed.  

“Shit.” he grunted once you clenched around his fingers, making him wish that he would feel the same thing around his cock one day, if not tonight. 

He pulled his fingers out of your mouth after letting you have your fun for a little longer, smashing his lips onto yours as soon as he removed them, kissing you harder, with much more of an uncontrollable desire this time. 

“I want to be the first,” he admitted in between breathless kisses, “and the only guy who ever gets to touch you like this.” he continued, letting the hand you just sucked on sneak under your skirt, brushing his fingertips over the dampness on your panties. 

“I want to be your only one, y/n,” he whispered like he was begging for your approval, resting his lips on yours as he kept speaking, “I can please you that well baby, I promise.”

“Then do it, Jake ..” you responded to him with a tender voice, your eagerness reflecting onto your tone. “.. what's stopping you?”

“J-jake!” you reached your hands out for the man that left your side on the bed to kneel in between your legs, his eyes locked on yours as his hands never left their place on your clothed core.  

“Shh baby, I'm right here.”  he said with a calming tone, leaning to press a wet kiss on your upper, inner thighs. 

Feeling how wet you were on the tip of his fingers was making it really difficult for him to take things slow, the urge to rip all the clothings off your body was getting incredibly hard to ignore. 

Yet he was trying his best to keep his promise of giving you the best night of your life and to be able to do that, he knew that he had to be patient.

That's why he was taking one step at a time with you, trying to go at the speed of baby steps, starting off by using his skillful hands on your clothed pussy. 

Seemed like his efforts were worth the trouble, he thought, considering the way you were grinding your hips against his palms.

You were finally ready for him to get to the next step, oral sex. 

Oh how much he wanted to eat you out right now, to absolutely devour every single drop of your blissful orgasm with his tongue. 

He just knew that you'd taste better than any dessert he's ever tried, a sweet little recipe that him and only him would ever get to try.

Yes, he was gonna make sure of that, he was gonna make sure that he'd stay as the only one to ever be that lucky.

With an excited sigh, he pushed your panties to the side, revealing your throbbing pussy for his hungry eyes. 

The sight was mouth watering, he was flabbergasted at the way your little hole was pulsing out a white drink for him. 

Not wanting to waste any second, he licked it up, sucking on your cunt like he was left hungry for years. His fingers remained still on your clit at the same time, doubling up your pleasure with the way they rubbed your sensitive piece of flesh.    

He moaned once you snapped your legs around his head, cutting out his oxygen flow for a brief minute before he managed to separate them to breathe. 

“Shit, y/n ..” he cursed when he detached his lips from your cunt, his chest heaving up and down as he was looking at you with his dark eyes from where he was sitting on the floor. 

“I don't think one time is gonna be enough for me, not when you taste this good, love.” he said, being struck by the addictive taste you left on his tongue. 

It was making him wanna risk anything and everything just so he could keep you to himself.

“Wh-what do you mean?” 

He chuckled at your naive question, biting his lips before diving back on his meal for tonight. “It means that I'm gonna make sure ..” he whispered, licking a long line from your butthole to your clit, “.. make sure to give you a reason to see me again.” 

And with that, he poked his tongue inside your hole, strong hands coming up to grab your hips so that he could pull you impossibly close to himself, not letting you escape from the indescribable amount of pleasure he was giving to you. 

Silence was not an option for you at this point, the only thing you were able to do was to moan his name out very loudly as you were pulling on his soft, dark hair, challenging the strength of the roots of his silky strands. 

Honestly speaking, now you were totally getting the hype about sex in your generation, cause damn, this shit was mind blowing, at least with Jake it was. 

You could swear that you were seeing stars, choking on your words as he fucked you with his tongue, his nose brushing against your bud ever so often to make sure you were losing every bit of your remaining sanity. 

You were already weak and the way he held your legs placed still over his shoulder with his beautifully large hands was not at all helping you move in your spot, you were completely immobilized from waist down on the bed.

One hand gripping the sheets and the other tugging on his equally soft hair, you were feeling over the edge, shaking under the effect of a strong burn in your stomach. 

That must be my closing high, you thought to yourself, lowkey impressed that you still had some functioning neurons left in your brain after everything Jake was doing to drive you crazy.

Just when you were thinking what more he could even do to you, he did it, slipping a finger through your wet folds with ease. 

He was gentle, for now, as he was moving it in and out of your tightness, making sure to curl it so that he could make even more of a mess out of you. 

You could feel his smug smirk on your skin as he drifted his plump lips away from your cunt, peppering soft, feathery kisses all over your exposed thighs as he drew small circles on your tummy with his other hand.   

He was soft but rough, sweet but merciless at the same time, adding a second finger inside as he paced up once he felt how much you started to clench. 

He was aware of the fact that you were overstimulated, completely fucked out yet it gave him nothing but pleasure, if anything, it was only encouraging him to go harder on you. 

After taking a quick glance at your face, he chuckled, seeing how you were chewing on your lower lip to keep yourself from being embarrassingly loud. 

You already wanted to disappear in thin air due to the lack of control you had over the twitching of your legs, your whole body spasming under his weight as he raised on his feet to hover over your defenseless body, the pace of his fingers remaining exactly the same as he did so. 

“Nuh-uh, baby ..” he shook his head, freeing your lip from your teeth with his thumb, “.. do me a favor and never keep that pretty mouth shut when I'm touching you, okay?” he asked, gently pecking you on the lips. 

“Fuck, Jake —”

“Exactly,” he giggled, adoring how quick you were at obeying, “be very very loud for me, yeah?”

You nodded, rather eagerly to his like, grasping the collar of his loose green shirt to pull him closer. You kissed him just the way he liked to be kissed, sloppily and needily, your tongue fighting with his, even though you knew that you had no chances of winning any kind of battles against him. 

Giving up, you allowed him to conquer the insides of your mouth once again, bucking your hips up desperately with your closing high. 

He wrapped a hand around your throat to keep you from moving as he suffocated you with endless kisses, casually biting and sucking on your lips because the marks he left on your neck and thighs weren't enough for him to be satisfied. 

“Jake, I think I'm g-gonna —” you panted against his mouth once he permitted you to breathe, his chest moving along yours as he felt himself leak some of his cum into his boxers.

It was pathetic, yeah but what could he say? It's been forever since he touched a girl and well, this was hands up the very best hookup he's ever had. 

Maybe even too good to stay as only a hookup, even.

“Do it,” he spoke, not letting you finish your sentence, “you're doing so well love, now show me how you cream my fingers, okay?” he comforted you, resting his forehead on yours with nothing but love and admiration in his eyes. 

The way you could feel the pulsations of your walls was a quite new experience, you were light in the head as your heart was beating like it was trying to drill its way out of your chest. 

Everything was so new and admittedly a little scary, but for some reason, the way this complete stranger of a boy touching your private parts made your worries disappear. 

He was astonished while watching how hard your orgasm hit you, your very first one excluding that one time you tried a vibrator out of curiosity, moving his fingers out of your hole to land a sharp smack on your clit. 

“Shit —” you gasped, squeezing your thighs together around his hands, visibly shaking under his weight with the wave of pleasure that washed over you. 

“You did amazing,” he whispered, leaning to your ear, “absolutely amazing, y/n.” 

“So did you,” you replied, pulling his head out of the crook of your neck, your eyes searching for his before you made the boldest request that you've ever made so far. 

“Now do it again, but with your dick this time.”

A wide grin spread all over his face as he slowly got up from his spot, took his loose shirt off while he was standing right in the middle of your tired legs. 

“What my princess wants,” he spoke, undoing the button of his cargo pants in the blink of an eye, “is what my princess gets.” 

He let his pants fall from his waist to reveal his boxers and the very visible bulge under it, diving his hands under the tight fabric of his underwear to stroke his aching length, knowing just exactly what he was doing to you.

You never thought something other than food could be craved, but there you were, trying to control your mouth from foaming at the delicious sight before you. 

And when he slid down his pants to his knees, that's when you knew that you were crazy, enough to let out a whiny cry over the looks of his pretty cock. 

It was just the perfect size, yes apparently the perfect size did exist, veiny and not too thick with a cute pinkish tip.   

“Like what you see, huh?” he asked, rightfully smug, letting a glob of spit fall from his lips on his dick, his eyes daringly locked onto your flustered ones. 

He knew that he had you right in his palm but only for this night, you could allow it, since it felt hot to be weak and vulnerable for the first time. 

“Yeah I do,” you licked your lips, letting him spread your legs even further apart as he positioned himself against your hole, brushing his head lightly over your wet folds. “very much so, love.”

He giggled at the way you mimicked his tone, pulling you by your nape to steal a kiss from your still somehow glossy lips. 

“That so? Let's see how much you'll like this then.” 

With that, he was easily balls deep inside you, grunting out a husky “fuck” over the way you clenched around him just right. The feeling took his breath away, making him dizzy for a quick second as he watched how you took every inch of him.

You were buried in the sheets, still fully clothed as he begun to fuck you because let's be honest, your costume was a dream come true. 

Your back was arched and your legs were resting against his chest while his hands were busy traveling the length of your legs, massaging your flesh gently while he was thrusting inside you, moving slow to let you adjust his size.

So, in short, everything was perfect — well at least it was, until his phone started to ring non stop.

He ignored the first and the second calls, convincing you that it was probably one of the guys who was calling him, to make sure he wasn't knocked out somewhere due to how heavy he usually drinks.

But on the third call, you stopped him, telling him to get it because something wasn't feeling right. What if it was important, sex could wait for another day after all, right?

Extremely annoyed, Jake listened to you, reaching to his back pocket to answer the incoming call from his best friend that he now was hating for cockblocking him. 

Yes, it was Jay, the pain in his ass. 

“What do you want?” he huffed against the speaker, hoping Jay would get the hint and never bother him again. 

“Where the fuck are you?” 

“In the middle of something, Jay —”

“Like what? Y/n?” Jay teased,  “You better not be in my room, or else I'll give you a second butthole.”

Jake sighed, rolling his eyes out of annoyment. You were lying there all pretty with your little hole around his cock right before him, yet as if there was no other time for Jay to bother him, he picked this very moment to ruin. 

How perfect, why was luck never on Jake's side?

“I'm hanging up.”

“No wait —” Jay stopped him, sounding out of breath as if he was running. “I'm afraid you and y/n will have to wait, this is important.”

“I'm sorry but my understanding of what's important is not the same as yours right now, Jay,” Jake said sarcastically, caressing the sides of your calves, “So if you'll excuse me, I gotta go.”

“We're taking Yunjin to the hospital, idiot, so no i can not excuse you!” Jay finally snapped, the sound of his yelling was loud enough to be heard by where you were lying. “You need to take a break from fucking because this shit is important, now get your ass up and meet us at the location I'm gonna send to you.”

“What the fuck happened?” Jake asked, looking very confused as he slipped himself out of you, signaling you to get cleaned in the bathroom near the door. 

You had no idea what was going on but you didn't object to him, since whatever they were talking about seemed to be really serious for your little sneak out with Jake to not get interrupted. 

He mouthed “I'll explain.” at you while grabbing his shirt from the floor, wearing it clumsily as he was listening to Jay explaining the details of what the problem was. 

When you came out of the bathroom looking a little less fucked out, he walked up to you with open arms, pulling you into a warm hug as he mumbled out an apology for your very first night to be ruined like this. 

“It's okay,” you kissed his neck, patting his back as he swung your bodies together. “It's not your fault,” you told him, “now tell me what happened.”

“Okay, but dont panic alright?” he sighed, cupping your face, trying to find the best words to explain the situation to you.  “Yunjin's at the hospital, apparently she injured her ankle.”

“What?!” you yelled, stepping away from his embrace in shock, “Where, how?!”

“Well, Jay said she drank a little too much,” he scrunched his nose, looking down on the floor while talking,  “and didn't wanna come down from the dance floor even though Hoon and Chaewon begged her to.”

“Sounds like her,” you shook your head, scratching your forehead with exhaustion, “and where are they now?”

“Jay was gonna send it to me,” he said, reaching to take your hands in his big ones as an attempt to comfort you, “hold on, let me check.”

“Here, he sent it.” 

You read the name of the hospital out loud as he showed you the screen of his phone, letting him intertwine the fingers of his other hand with yours.

Everything about tonight was so confusing that you were having a hard time catching up, but one thing was for sure, you trusted Jake. 

It was awkward, yes, and maybe even wrong because you knew nothing about him, but that seemed to not be an issue for your emotions because the only thing you were feeling was comfort while holding his hand.  

“Let's go.” he said, kissing the tip of your nose, his eyes looking very different from minutes ago, so innocent and kind. 

However, they were pretty either way, making you wanna fuck everything up and give this game called “love” a chance.

“Mhm,” you hummed, brushing the intrusive thoughts away for now, “Lets go.”

3 weeks later, the night of the new year 

“Happy new year, baby.” 

You were staring at the message that you sent to Jake for like an hour ago, pouting in disappointment cause he still hasn't responded to you.

I mean, not that you'd like admitting but he was actually ignoring you the way you thought, you could understand his reasoning cause if you were to be honest, you kind of had it coming. 

Why? Well because, practically speaking, in this new relationship thingy with Jake, you weren't even giving him the bare minimum, where he was giving more than everything you could ask for to you.  

So far, he sneaked out almost every night to meet with you, and even took you out for multiple dates, doing it all the while respecting your decision to keep your relationship a secret from both his friends and yours. 

But even though he agreed with you on being private for now, you could still remember the enthusiasm leaving his eyes when you first told him about it. 

It was obvious that it was not at all what he wanted, yet he still did it, only because you seemed happier that way, and that was the only thing he cared about. 

It was the most heartbreaking sight you've ever seen and you couldn't help but to feel guilty, because right now everything between you two seemed to be falling apart, despite how good it started. 

And you couldn't help but to blame yourself for that, since Jake couldn't be more perfect than he was right now.  

Even after your first night — the night of your first sex which got interrupted in the most ridiculous way, thanks to Yunjin and her clumsy ass who was doing great now — Jake never did anything to offend you, in fact, he didn't even bring up the topic of what went down that night, because he was afraid of making you feel uncomfortable.

He seemed to be always so considerate towards you in some way, but if you were to be honest, you felt like you were the complete opposite of him, which made you think like you were only making him feel bad, especially tonight. 

So what happened was, he was begging this past week for you to spend the christmas night with him, and well, it wasn't an offer you wanted to reject either. So, you ended up saying yes. 

Because as much as he wanted to be alone with you, you wanted the very same, since you couldn't stop thinking about your very steamy first night and how great things could've been if only it wasn't ruined. 

And for that exact reason, you decided to dress up a little for him tonight, hoping that by the end of the night, nothing but Jake's warmth would be wrapped around your bare skin. 

But things unfortunately didn't go as planned — when did it ever with you anyways —  and just when you were getting ready to go out, Chaewon and Yunjin decided to pay you a visit, just like how they did every year with a big turkey they brought along themselves to cook for the night. 

Yes, that was right, you totally forgot about your yearly tradition with your two best friends, such a great move from you. 

Thus, you ended up ditching Jake with the lamest apology message, which he still hasn't returned understandably, cause he had every right to be angry with you, or even stop talking with you for good although that was a torture for you to even think of. 

“Fuck.” you huffed, shuffling on the mattress of your bed, crossing an arm over your face as an attempt to dry away the newly formed tears in your eyes. You felt helpless, because you didn't have the guts to call him, but all you ever wanted to do was to hear his soothing voice telling you that it was okay.

Was it selfish? Most definitely, but you were too desperate to care about it. 

There was only one thing going on repeat inside your brain, the thought of not wanting to lose Jake. It hurt a lot, more than you could express with words. 

But as you were busy fighting with your tears, you were forgetting about something, something really important about Jake. And it was the fact that he was already too in love with you to ever leave you, no matter how angry or offended he felt, therefore your worries were irrelevant. 

Because if not, what on earth was he outside of your door right now, freezing in cold as he was waiting for you to pick up your phone. 

Feeling the buzz next to your head, you wiped away your tears and sniffled, smiling widely as you looked at the name on your screen with wet, swollen eyes and a red nose. 

“Jake,” you whined once you answered his call, your voice cracking as your eyes started to shed a waterfall out of a sudden, “I'm so sorry, baby.”  

“Y/n,” he breathed out, his heart dropping at the sounds of your sobs, “baby why are you crying?” 

“Because I'm sorry,” you heaved a sigh, “I'm sorry that I couldn't be with you tonight even though I promised, I'm such a terrible girlfriend.”  

“Aw sweetheart,” Jake let out with his usual soft tone, feeling his eyes burn because of how terribly it hurt to hear you cry like this, “that's okay, please don't cry, hm?” 

“Are you not mad at me?”  

“No, how could I be mad at my angel?” he responded, chuckling, “If you don't believe me, why don't you look from your window and see for yourself, huh?” 

You got up from your bed, confused, and waddled towards your window, cleaning your face with the back of your palms in the meantime. 

The sight you saw was beautiful enough to make an extremely excited squeal escape from your mouth, he was here, Jake was here for you. 

Slapping a hand over your lips, you tried to contain yourself from being too loud since the said two girls were staying over the night, currently sleeping like babies in the guest room. 

You allowed yourself a minute to calm down, watching your handsome boyfriend through your window. He was leaning against his car as he was staring at your way, waving at you cutely from where he was standing. How could he possibly be more endearing than this? 

Not being patient enough to spend another second without him, you ran outside, going down stairs with the speed of lighting as you dropped your phone on the floor of your room, leaving Jake hanging once again.  

He called out your name a few times after seeing your silhouette disappearing from the frame of your window, knitting his eyebrows together in confusion until he heard the sound of your front door opening to reveal a very happy you running towards him with wide open arms. 

He lifted you up as you hugged him tightly and spun you around while giggling, wishing you a very good year that you both hopefully would get to spend with each other.

“Y/n —” he let out, placing you back on your feet, his arms still wrapped around your waist as your hands rested on his nape. 

Unable to resist how pretty his puffy lips looked, you cut his words the best way you ever could and pulled him in for a kiss, moaning once you felt his sweetness on the tip of your tongue. 

He returned your moan with a deep grunt, showing you that he was sharing the same feelings with you — desire and love. 

He was so into you that even a simple kiss like this made his stomach do endless flips inside him, sending shivers down his spine. He couldn't resist you, he couldn't ever, not that he would want to try either. 

So he surrendered, leaning down and lifting you up once again, making you wrap your legs around his waist as he walked towards your house to keep you both safe from the cold, carrying you inside quickly. 

But the cold was not the only reason why he was rushing to move things under a roof, since his stomach wasn't his only organ that was left affected from your endless kisses.

Yes, you are guessing right, he could feel his dick harden inside his boxers, which was making him let out soft moans ever so often into the kiss. 

It was so funny to him that after years of hooking up with girls, you were the only one he didn't need a prep with before sex — since with a touch, you managed to get him as hard as a rock in the matter of seconds, good to go for as many rounds as you could want.  

Getting inside your place, he was able to shut the door not so loudly with the back of his foot, immediately turning you around and slamming your back against the hard surface for a more efficient make out session.

His hands were on your hips as he was grinding against your core, his lips sucking on yours desperately, making you lose your barely existing patience. The way you whimpered against his mouth was nut worthy, yet he was trying his best to save his babies for your pretty little cunt that he has been craving more than ever lately. 

“Jake —” you gasped, tugging on his hair as an attempt to briefly break the kiss, failing once he pressed his hungry lips back on yours in no time. 

“Shh, keep it quiet baby,” he whispered, sounding somewhat sarcastic, “didn't you tell me your friends were gonna stay over tonight? Do you want them to hear us, hm?”

“I don't care anymore —” you responded, finally saying 'fuck it' to everything, “ — I want you, right now.”

“So far from staying private, huh, sweetheart?” he teased, rocking his hips against yours in a way he knew that would make you cry out of joy, smirking once he got the exact reaction he wanted from you — a high pitched moan. 

“P-please,” you whined, pecking his lips, “I need you so bad, please.” 

He giggled, enjoying to see your struggle over your desire for his cock. Maybe it was finally the time he let you get a taste of it, he thought, to put an end to your hassle. 

“Where's your room?”   

“Upstairs.” you pointed at his back, innocent eyes blinking in expectation as you observed his pretty features like you did at the night you first met. He was so pretty, even prettier than that night. 

“Let's go then, princess,” he smirked, eyes looking a few shades darker, “Let's fulfill your needs.”

“Shit, It's so hot in here.” Jake mumbled as he dropped you on your bed, aggressively removing his coat and then his sweater, giving you the best of deja vu's while standing in between your legs.  

Everything he did was reminding you of your first night, from the way he was so impatiently undoing the buttons of his pants to the way he was looking at you with a lustful gaze. But this time, you weren't two complete strangers, you were together, like a real couple. 

He was your boyfriend, even though nobody knew, yet.

You giggled at the thoughts in your head, thinking how great it was for you to be able to call the statue-like guy before you as yours. You were lucky, but if you'd ask him, he would say that he was the lucky one. 

You were driving him crazy no matter what you did, but even though he didn't understand why, he liked the way you made him lose all the control he had over his body when around  you. 

Looking at you lying on the sheets of your large bed, he was feeling his blood boil in his veins, his skin burning hot as his dick kept twitching inside his pants. 

All you did was to kiss him outside and here he was, no better than an animal at self control, watching you wrap your still unfortunately clothed legs around his hips to pull him on top of you.    

He fell on you with a deep grunt escaping his lips, large hands creeping up to pin your arms upon your head as you kissed him, your tongue dancing with his feverishly. 

“Don't move your arms.” he ordered as he broke the kiss, now conquering the exposed skin of your neck with wet pecks and gentle bites.  

He then trailed his hands down to where they belong, on your boobs, and cupped them over your shirt, massaging them slowly. From the way you whimpered next to his ear, he knew that you liked it, which was the only signal he needed to keep doing what he was doing. 

But not only he kept on working his hands, he involved his hips into the game right after, and lit the first spark of your fiery night by grinding his bulge on your throbbing core. 

Despite the layer of clothing between your bodies, you could feel his hardness sharp and clean, the friction of having him so close sending your eyes to the back of your scalp. 

In that moment, you realized how addicted you were to him, as if he was the master of your body and you were nothing but a puppet by his side. His warmth was intoxicating against your skin, and your bliss only increased once he tugged his fingers on the hem of your shirt to push it over your chest, revealing the delicious sight of your pretty waist and soft tits.

“God,” he groaned, stealing a glance from you, “I fucking love you so much, y/n.” he whispered, before diving his head onto your boobs.   

He pulled the cups of your bra down to gain better excess for his hungry lips as he kept on suckling on your tits, leaving pinkish marks everywhere his mouth touched at the same time. 

You were a panting mass underneath him, having a difficult time keeping your arms still and your hands in place the way he ordered you to. With how welcoming his soft locks looked as he was busy devouring your tits, you gave up, reaching to tug your delicate fingers on his soft strands. 

He grunted when you pulled on them, detaching his lips from your abused skin as he gave you an authoritative look. “What did I tell you, angel face?” he asked with a stern yet a soft tone, gently grabbing your wrists and placing your hands back where they were supposed to be — above your head. 

“Keep your hands in place and be patient, like a good girl, okay?”

“But —”

“No buts, I'm gonna take my time on you this time,” he cut your words, “and you're gonna let me, understand?” he said, not waiting for your response as he slithered down on your defenseless body, stopping once his knees met the floor. 

You knew this scene very well, feeling butterflies having a dance party in your stomach as you watched Jake kneeling in between your legs, his face perfectly being perfectly in level with your clothed core. 

He didn't waste any time at saving you from the unbearable weight of your clothes, sliding your sweatpants down to your ankles and then taking them off along with your panties with one swift move of his talented hands. 

“Mmh,” he hummed, bringing his face closer to where you were throbbing after tossing your clothes somewhere on the floor, “smells like heaven.” he commented, before licking your wetness away. 

The funny thing about this was, even though the whole point of him eating you out was to give you pleasure, he was actually doing it for his own amusement. 

He liked to eat you out, he liked to fuck your little hole with his tongue, so fucking much.

In a way he couldn't quite resolve, he grew an addiction to your taste after your first time together, which resulted with him craving you more and more with each passing day till now.

The only reason why he kept his thoughts to himself was because he was afraid of scaring you away by being well, too eagered, but since that did not seem to be the case now, he didn't really have any reason to hold back from the true desires of his heart.  

With that being said, of course he jumped right into having a feast on your pussy, restraining your thighs with his strong hands to keep them from snapping around his head like before. He didn't want to be interrupted in any way as he worked his tongue on your cunt, feeling how much you were already shaking under him adding a new spice to everything that was going on. 

It seemed like you didn't give two shits about being caught anymore, considering how loudly you were crying out his name, gripping on the bed sheets with all the strength you had left in your body. 

“Jake! fuck, please!” you whined for maybe the hundredth time, bucking your hips up against his mouth in hopes of gaining more friction. But nope, this wasn't anywhere near to be enough for you.

You needed something more, much more than only his pretty lips, something big and hard like his beautiful dick.

“Please what, baby?” he asked with a nonchalant tone as he kept poking your clit with his tongue, naughty eyes looking at you as if he was enjoying the torture he was making you go through. 

He knew it as well as you did, that you wanted — no, that you needed something more than what he was giving to you right now, but where was the fun in that if he just let you have it that easy, right?

No, he was gonna play with you, just a little bit more. 

He stole one last peck from your pussy before he raised on his feet, a cocky smirk forming on his face as he leaned down, now hovering over your body with his taller figure. 

He reached his hands down to your cunt this time, since he couldn't bear the thought of leaving your pretty little hole empty, easily inserting two fingers inside your folds as his face rested mere inches away from yours. 

He chuckled when you winced with the sudden wave of pleasure washing over you, your jaw hanging loose whilst letting out the cutest moans he's ever heard. 

“Please what, y/n?” he repeated his question, fanning his hot breath against your cheeks. 

“I want you, please Jake.”

“You already have me baby,” he responded, pointing at his two fingers that were moving in and out of you, “is this not enough?”

“No, it's not even close to being enough,” you replied, letting your frustration win, “this is what I want, Jake,” you spoke as you palmed his cock over his pants, ignoring the 'don't move your hands' rule he forced on you, “this is what I need.”

“Is that so?” he sighed against your lips after stealing an open mouthed kiss, pushing his dick against your hands almost as if he was urging you to stroke him even more. 

“Yeah, it is.”

“Then why don't you try asking politely for it, y/n,” he got up, pushing down his pants along his boxers to reveal just what you've been dying to see — his pretty, veiny cock, and let a ball of spit fell from his lips on his tip as he finished his sentence, “just like a good girl would do, hm?”

After licking your lips, rather provokingly I might add, you smiled, feeling relieved since you were finally gonna get what you have been dreaming for, the only thing you had to do was to ask for it kindly as Jake put it, and you were more than ready to walk over your pride for your body's needs.

“Jake, can you please fuck me hard and raw,” you spoke, pausing to take off your sweater along with your bra, “then fill me up with your cum, pretty please?”

“Of course, my sweetheart,” he cooed, “as always, what my princess wants, is what my princess gets.” he said, aligning his dick at your entrance while holding the eye contact with you, his one hand placed on your hips as the other worked on smearing his spit all over his length. 

After a minute of silence, he was deep inside you, going as far as he could fit while stretching your walls deliciously. His head fell back as he managed to push his full length in, his abs tensing and his body shivering due to how tight you were around him. 

Oh boy, he thought, this was gonna be a long night.

“Baby,” he groaned, hands roaming on your clothless thighs as you wrapped them around his waist, “try to relax a little for me, hm?” he asked, visibly struggling before your eyes.

“I-I'm trying —” you choked on your words while trying to answer him, accidently causing your walls to clench even more as you coughed. 

“Shhh, take it easy,” he whispered, cupping your blushed cheeks with his big palms, his thumbs gently caressing the corner of your swollen lips, “breathe in with me, okay?”

You nodded and did as you were told, trying to follow the rhythm of his chest as you inhaled, closing your eyes. He took this chance to close his lips on yours, kissing you gently with his soft, puffy lips. 

His sweet act actually ended up having a calming effect on you, making your muscles relax and your breath to settle in. You hugged his neck as he began to slowly thrust his dick inside you, helping you adjust to his size with gentle pushes.

You could tell how much he was trying to hold himself back from being rough with you considering the way his kisses became much more messier in the span of a minute, needy moans escaping from his mouth to yours ever so often. 

“I like this so much.” you confessed, breaking the kiss for a brief moment, watching how his eyes lit up with joy as he smiled at your cute confession. 

“You do?” he asked, pulling his whole length out before slamming it back in, observing the way your face scrunched with nothing but pleasure. 

You were so beautiful, more than anything he ever saw on the face of earth. 

“Yeah, it f-feels so good Jake,” you whimpered, giving him a sloppy kiss, “so so good, baby.”

“That so?” he asked, cocking an eyebrow at you, lifting you up from the bed with one swift move. “How about this, angel, does this feel good too?” he said, now fucking you in standing position, his hands supporting your butt as you bounced on his cock in the air.     

“Oh God!” you let out a high pitched scream, holding onto his shoulders as tightly as you could, “Yes — fuck, it does, please dont stop!”

He had no intentions whatsoever to stop, but admittedly, it was hard to support your weight and keep his balance while you were violently rocking your hips on top of his. Thus, he found the solution by pushing you against the nearest surface available, which was the wall next to your work table. 

But as eager as he was, he was clumsy too, knocking down your miniature Christmas tree next to your chair on his way accidentally. 

“Oops, sorry —” he apologized, smiling sheepishly, looking down at the ruined decor that was gifted to you by Chaewon and Yunjin. “Merry Christmas by the way love, may we keep having sex like this the whole year.” he said, winking at you playfully. 

“You're such a dork.” 

“Correction, I'm your dork,” he objected, pouting cutely, “and admit it, you love it, you love me.”

“Hmm, let me see,” you sighed dramatically, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer, “I may like you, but just a little bit.” you teased, pecking his pout.

“Just a little bit?” he asked, sounding disappointed, continuing to fuck you as if this was nothing but a casual chat between you two, something you always did. 

If you had to admit, you liked how normal everything felt despite how your previous attempt ended up in a disastrous way, you were feeling happy now and most importantly, you were feeling safe. 

“Yeah, just a little bit.” 

“Let me see if I can change your mind, then.”

And with that, you found yourself laying flat on your table, your legs resting on his shoulders as he cleaned his workplace from any unwanted accessories — and by that I mean your beautiful trinkets, pencils and notepads being thrown on the floor by him carelessly. 

Well, not to worry, he would be more than happy to buy you anything you wanted, as long as you kept your pretty legs wide open for him, just as you were doing right now. 

Watching you from this point of view was totally a bliss, he knew, because there was no other time in his life that he felt his dick twitching so hard, enough to keep him on alert so that he wouldn't accidentally cum inside you.

One thing he didn't know though, was the fact that it was exactly what you wanted him to do. 

Clueless on what you were thinking, he pulled out, with the intention of keeping it safe since he couldn't quite tell when he was going to bust a nut. He predicted it to be soon though, thanks to how hard you've been clenching around him and how much he couldn't hold back anymore. 

“What are you doing?” you asked, watching him stroke himself upon your tummy with a very confused expression on your face. 

“Im gonna cum —”

“Then why did you pull out?”

“Because I'm going to cum?”

He was lost, not understanding a word you were saying. Was it wrong of him to pull out of you? How? That was what he always did, at least until today. 

This was probably one of the reasons why he got so shocked when you asked him to put it back in, almost choking on his spit, he coughed, looking at you with big puppy-like eyes.

“E-excuse me?!”

“What?”

“Did you just ask me to put it back in as in,” he stopped, gulping nervously as he felt his cheeks burn, suddenly getting shy over what he was about to say, “as in, uh, to breed you?”

“Exactly,” you smiled, reaching a helping hand out to take his dick from his palms and align it back against your entrance, “heard it was a good way to start your year, you know?”

He giggled, landing a smack on the sides of your thighs as he pushed his dick all the way inside you once more. “I wonder where you heard that from, huh darling?”

“From someone very wise,”

“Interesting,”

“So,” you bit your lower lip as you threw him a naughty look, wandering your hands on his forearms that were currently crossed over your bare legs as he began to thrust inside you, going with a faster pace this time. “you must not stop until I'm filled to the max, okay?”

“Got it,” he answered, nodding his head, placing a light kiss on your ankles, “I guess it's never too early to be a dad.”

You laughed at his statement and moved your legs from his shoulders, wrapping them around his waist instead to pull him down on you. He didn't resist you, in fact, he was more than happy to be meeting your lips again as you kissed him needily. 

He tugged his fingers in your hair and deepened the kiss, feeling his legs shake and his body burn due to his closing high. 

Noticing the messy disrupt on the rhythm of his hips, you hugged his neck and decided to help him as much as you could by grinding against his cock, ending up doing a really good job since he began to let out the most beautiful sounds of satisfaction you've ever heard in your life right after. 

This was gonna be his strongest orgasm ever, he could tell, feeling his knees almost giving out over the way your walls squeezed him just perfectly.

He pulled on your roots and buried his head on your chest, letting a huge wave of pleasure wash all over his body as he spurted his hot seeds inside you, his moans muffling against your skin.

He was feeling so high, even higher than the clouds that he almost didn't notice how your body was spasming under his weight, your own climax hitting you just after his.

His smile was wider than ever as he was massaging your thighs, his body resting on yours while he was praising you, telling you how perfect it felt to be with you and how grateful he was for having you all to himself. 

He was peppering small kisses all over your chest, nibbling with your nipples playfully, biting on them slightly to see your reaction. 

He pouted when you let out a squeak and pushed his face away, fighting with your hands to gain back a spot for his head on your boobs. He was addicted to them, yes, reasonably though — because let's be honest, no man in his right mind would prefer pillows over his girlfriend's pretty and super soft tits. 

“Hey, let me lay on your chest!”

“Promise to not bite then!”

“Fine I won't, Oh my god ..” he sighed dramatically, returning back to his position finally with your allowance, “.. I just wanna stay like this for a while with my girlfriend.”

You chuckled,  “You can be such a baby sometimes,” you commented, playing with his hair, “but I like it though.” 

“A baby who just fucked you raw.” he smirked as he looked up to you, his eyes glistening with joy once he realized the shade of red on your cheeks. 

“By the way how did I do? What do you think about our first time?” he asked, hoping to get you a little bit shyer, since you were even cuter that way. 

You booped on his nose, overwhelmed by his curious eyes, you sighed, giving up on trying to play it cool.

“It was a-amazing,” you responded, glancing away, “y-you were perfect, like you are at everything.”

“Awww, my baby —”

“But you could have made a lesser mess, I mean, look what you've done to all my beautiful decors.” you cut his words, giving him a sarcastic roll of your eyes, knowing damn well that he was gonna be irked.

Good, he had it coming. 

Of course you had to tease him in return, what was he thinking, that you would cut him a slack this time? 

Hah, no way in hell. 

You were shy, true, but you most certainly were not naive. 

He pressed his lips together, trying to hold himself back from giving you a bitchy answer since his plans for your eventful night were not over, not yet. 

“Well, let me clean up this mess then,” he mumbled, hugging your waist and lifting you up, “starting with you, my love.” he winked, leaning in to kiss the corner of your lips. 

“Would you mind showing me the way to your bathroom, honey?” he asked, trying to mask the meaning behind his words by using his innocent-looking, boba eyes.

You grinned, well, this was a great offer of truce. You could never turn off his booty call, even if you just had sex cause lets be honest, it would be a dumb move. 

“It's the second room on the hall,” you whispered against his lips, smiling sheepishly with excitement almost as if you didn't just get dicked down minutes ago, “from the left.”

“Let's go then, shall we?” he walked towards your door, rather eagerly, not wanting to waste any more time before resuming your fun activities. 

“Wait —” you stopped him as he grabbed on the knob, causing him to flinch with the sudden high-pitched tone of your voice.

“Why?”

“What if the girls woke up?” you asked, worried, “I don't want them to see us like this, I mean, we're naked and —”

“They won't.” he cut your words, pecking the tip of your nose as an attempt to calm you down, yet failing to succeed.

“How do you know?” you pulled your face away, looking in his eyes dead serious, “We made a lot of noise, It's possible for them to be awake.”

“Well, even if that's true, you have nothing to worry about.” he spoke, being careful to sound as comforting as he could. 

“How?”

“Because, my angel, If that ever happens, I will man up and use my tough guy stare to scare them away, okay?” he said, trying to imitate the Chad face that he seemed to be obsessing over lately. 

You had to admit, this was smooth, as well as it was funny. 

You hit him on the shoulders as you broke into laughter with him, trying your best to silence since you were still afraid of the scenarios in your head becoming true and your two best friends catching you with your boyfriend's dick buried deep in your cunt. 

“You're such an idiot.” you commented, trying to catch your breath as he was still laughing, cupping his face to watch how pretty he looked while cracking the lamest jokes ever.

He was cute though — the very cutest, with his long locks covering his eyes messily. 

“For the nth time, y/n,” he sighed, throwing his head back with annoyment, “I'm your idiot, okay, not just an idiot, there's a difference.” he let out, emphasizing on the word 'your' as he rested his forehead against yours. 

“Got it, my idiot.”

“So are we doing this?” he asked, signaling the door, eyes begging you to say yes. 

“Yeah, we definitely are,” you responded, watching his face glow with a pleased smile, feeling your heart warm up at the sight. 

Ah, you were so in love with this man that it was kind of dangerous, yet that didn't seem to change anything. Maybe it was because he was worthy of it all, you thought, looking back at every risk you took for him and yeah — he was more than deserving, anything and everything you've done so far. 

“It's Christmas anyway,” you sighed, “aka the best day to have shower sex.”

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𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 18+, mni DNI!

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: When Heeseung got assigned by his college to organize the annual gathering for the newly accepted students, he didn't expect to meet you, a charming biker who was lucky enough to slip her number into his pockets after scoring the boy with a green beanie.

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut, hookup, protected sex, oral (m. and f. receiving), experienced reader, Heeseung is a virgin.

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𝐀/𝐍: Hellooo, I'm back from the dead. 😃 Anyway, I hope you guys like this short fic I literally had in my drabbles for months.

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Heeseung didn't understand why the college scheduled an annual gathering for the newcomers who successfully passed every year, especially when they assigned him as the leading organizer.

He wasn't a student who carried exceptional grades, thankful for passing a semester successfully, spending time outside rather than in books.

However, his teachers thought otherwise, somehow seeing the potential he didn't, encouraging the boy to pursue a better path. Their strategy was to assign him responsibility, passing him significant roles in organizations.

He caught their joyful gazes when he sat beside the table, crossing the upcoming attendees off the list once they arrived, sighing at the remaining amount, which decreased slowly.

Chae-Won voluntarily joined the assignment to help Heeseung, welcoming the new students passing by with a big smile and enjoying the fresh encounters.

If it hadn't been for her, he probably wouldn't have been here in the first place. All these responsibilities that were supposed to lead him to a better path weren't doing shit. He didn't care about any of it and spent most of his time on his telephone playing LOL to finally rank up. Chae-won found his vain attempt hilarious and constantly interrupted his game by randomly pressing on his screen.

"Don't be a grump, come on!" her delicate voice conveyed, playfully prodding his shoulder as she laughed at his annoyed groan. He glimpsed at her and, for a second, felt a wave of ease coming over.

They weren't friends for long but had already created a good bond. Their meeting was, in fact, accidental, because they got assigned to a side project for the school faculty. She was the head of the group, and Heeseung soon realized that they clicked.

After that, she always picked him as her helper, doing almost everything together. She was someone who he needed: organized and disciplined. He was the complete opposite. In a way, his teachers were content with this outcome, internally thanking her for her decision.

"I've had enough this term," he leaned back on the chair, resting his hands between his legs, "they need to find someone else." The cheers from afar increased as the students greeted the principal, who held a big smile on his face.

"Ah, you're so dramatic," she remarked after rolling her eyes, scribbling something on the paper. Heeseung glanced to see a sketch of a person with their tongue out. He only shot her an annoyed look before going back to his phone.

However, he got disrupted by the sudden rackety sound of a motor engine arriving at the place, boosting the unbearable noise when shortening the distance. His head turned to the owner of the disturbance arriving on a motorcycle.

All the other students were caught up by the appearance as well, their focus now fully intended on the driver and not the principal. Chae-won slanted over to get a better view of the person, who was now parking their motorcycle before striking the ground with their feet.

They slowly took off their helmet, flipping their long, dark hair to regain its previous state, running their fingers through it to mess it up a bit. Pressing the lock button on her keys, the female corrected her posture amidst fixing her leather jacket and checking her appearance in the convex mirror. The revelation took Heeseung by surprise, his jaw lowering at the fine lady.

"Damn, who is she?" he sighed, unable to unlock his immersed gaze from the biker. Her body moved leisurely, putting slight power in her movements. It was on purpose, for sure, but it definitely made her occur attractively.

"I've no clue, but she's hot," Chae-Won declared, fidgeting with her necklace. Heeseung didn't even perceive her disclosure, still eyeing the woman ahead. It didn't take him long to realize the upcoming interaction when you started walking towards their table with a great smirk.

Nonetheless, he managed to panic once you approached them, almost falling out of the chair. The struggle to create eye contact was evident as he nervously looked at the paper ahead, feeling his heartbeat boosting.

"Hello," your deep voice greeted, " I'm Y/L/N Y/N."

Fuck

He nodded, trying to suppress his heart straining to burst out. He searched for your name on the list, crossing it out when the pencil landed on it. Chae-Won was supposed to take things from here and navigate you to the school garden. However, she didn't move but exchanged an evil grin instead. Then she had the audacity to tilt her head towards you.

"Come on, Heeseung, you don't want to keep her waiting," he froze at the unexpected change of plans, furrowing his brows at the playful girl.

It was rare to see Heeseung flustered around a girl, so Chae-won wanted to make the most out of this opportunity. Deep down, she wished he would finally have a thing with someone to come out of his shell. If it doesn't work out, she can still shoot her shot.

"But you-" he glanced at her, knowing he couldn't walk with you without embarrassing himself.

It was his clumsiness that distracted all of the girls away. They saw him as an oddball and used him instead for their advantage. He didn't want to mess up his chance with you, unsure if he could save a mortifying moment from occurring as he did seconds ago.

Regardless, Chae-Won seemed determined, crossing her arms before tapping her foot impatiently and winking at Heeseung. He didn't understand her intentions, furrowing his brows at the goofball.

You chuckled when he stood beside you, hiding his trembling hands in his pockets. He probably contemplated life amidst staring at the ground, but you found it adorable. There was something precious about boys feeling intimidated by you, but for some reason, you enjoyed his reaction the most.

"So, are we going?" you smiled, watching him show the way before walking beside the building.

You jumbled the helmet from one hand to the other as you followed the boy, eyeing him in the meantime. He was wearing a green beanie, fashion sense reminding of a skater boy mixed with a hipster, somehow appearing handsome.

He wasn't your type, swiftly reminiscing the boys you hooked up with in the past, who were nothing compared to Heeseung. The boy possessed breathtaking visuals: from the way his big, doe eyes sparkled under the moonlight to him biting his bottom lip.

Everything appeared majestic to you, and you got lost in his beauty. Under normal circumstances, you wouldn't drool over a boy, but he was an exception you were willing to make.

Heeseung, on the other hand, couldn't control the sudden excitement in his chest. He felt a pair of eyes on him, and he didn't know why it made him so happy. Most of the girls he knew were innocent, bubbly personalities or try-hard tomboys.

Nevertheless, today he encountered someone with such a powerful aura for the first time. It was the confident walk accompanying your alluring face that gave it away. It was a big turn-on, and he wasn't confident enough to strike up a conversation.

Thankfully, you decided to break the silence.

"What major are you in?"

"Hm?" he finally looked up, meeting your charming gaze, nearly gasping at the exchange, "Oh, yeah, um, music."

"Oh, so you want to become a singer?" you smiled when his heart-shaped lips curved up at your question, making your stomach flip around - why did he have to look so sweet.

"And you?" he asked, slowing his pace to lengthen the moment, knowing the path was ending soon. He saw the group of students interacting nearby, knowing he had to say goodbye.

"Computer Science," you shrugged, studying his surprised expression, "but it's not as hard as it seems. It's fun!"

He beamed at your excited state, continuing the conversation to make your stay a bit longer. He didn't want to miss his shot at getting to know you better because you seemed so easygoing and laid-back that he could imagine talking to you for hours.

Random questions started blabbering out of him in a hopeless attempt to impress you. Deep down, he pushed himself to ask you for your phone number.

Yet again, he wasn't that confident. Instead, he observed your features in-depth, finding his gaze focusing on your neck and prominent jawline exposed by the wind that blew in your hair. It was a sight he could fucking die to. No girl he had seen harbored such sharp features, and that just threw him off the edge. Fuck the ideal type narrative he had created because you were something else, something he had never seen before.

As he kept talking, you couldn't help but focus on his moving lips, thinking about attaching your mouth to his, poking your inner cheek with your tongue at the idea. All you wanted was to corner him into a dim place, make out and suck on his lips until they turned in a beautiful shade of plum. He slightly pouted when he talked, and he appeared so innocent.

His poking Adam's apple moved up and down after every conveyed word, not considering your mind creating sensual fantasies about sucking on it. You wanted to meet his tongue with yours, explore his mouth and feel his warmness on yours. It didn't help that he occasionally licked his lips, unintentionally riling you up. It was getting harder to stay collected, and the little pool staining your panties began expanding.

"What about you?"

"Hm?" you snapped out of your imagination, eyes landing on his again after staring somewhere else.

"Like, what are your plans?" Heeseung asked, a smile forming on his face from your gaze. He couldn't help but wonder why you were looking at him with so much lust. A tingly feeling made its appearance in his chest again, his cheeks burning.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention," you scratched the back of your head, holding yourself from attacking his lips. You hated how gorgeous he looked under the moonlight, his side profile so ethereal that you found it unreal.

"What were you paying your attention to then?" his doe eyes lit up, hoping you would say something along the lines of "you".

"I've just been trying to suppress the urge to kiss you," you spat out, biting your lip afterward. Heeseung widened his eyes at your confession, which was the last thing he expected to hear. He stared at you in shock, feeling his heart going crazy.

"Can I kiss you, please?" your body approached his, coming closer to have each other's faces inches away. The desire to consume him kept growing each second he shot you that soft gaze, completely destroying you.

He nodded, his eyes locking with yours as you held his face, pulling him to you. You dived into a passionate kiss, tilting your head to the side to deepen it. You had never craved someone's lips as much as you did Heeseung's. They were so soft and tasty that you couldn't get enough, coming back for more each time you pulled away to breathe.

"What happens if I don't attend?" he laughed, realizing you had better plans than spending the rest of the evening getting bored.

"Well, you'll just miss out on the introduction."

"OK," you nodded, "and what if you ditch your friend?"

"What?" he questioned in a soft tone, noticing your finger pointing at Chae-Won.

"Would you get in trouble if you took us somewhere private?" you smirked at the thought, grabbing his collar to fix it. He gulped at the contact, hating how nervous a random girl made him feel. Yet again, you weren't just a random girl - maybe that's why he was trying so hard not to mess this up.

He could already imagine the disappointment his teachers would experience once they encountered the volunteer carrying out his duty. A failure, that's what they would think, and they would be right. He didn't want to bail on his professors, whom he had given false hope about his feasibility.

At the same time, he knew Chae-Won would cover for him, always having his back even though he wasn't the best friend. Maybe she sent him for this reason in the first place, to give him a possibility. It was on him if he'll take advantage of it or not.

His gaze landed on the assured girl again, nodding at her offer.

"Well," you pulled a pack of cigarettes out of your pocket alongside a lighter, pulling out one to place it between your lips, positioning it in the fire, "lead the way, playboy."

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Next thing you know, you both end up in the music room, tangled up in a lustful make-out session. His hands roamed your back as you tried to nestle on the piano bench he led you to.

You double-checked if you had contraceptives in your pocket when he moved to your neck. It was your goal tonight anyway, not wanting to miss the chance to get on with someone. Plus, Heeseung was quite charming, and you couldn't help yourself.

He was a sloppy kisser, and you could tell the moment his lips met yours. It felt like he was keen on more tongue action rather than a proper build-up. Too eager for your taste, but again, he was breaking your rules quite often tonight.

Your hand played with his hair while the other moved down to his pants, reaching his boxers. He gasped when your fingers brushed over them, his member twitching from the sensitivity.

"Can I?" you broke the kiss to ensure he wasn't uncomfortable with where things were going.

Heeseung couldn't even answer, quietly whimpering under your touch. There was something so mesmerizing about his state that you just stared into his eyes, leaning for another kiss. It felt so wonderful, and you couldn't stop. He had this dazing effect on you.

"I can stop whenever you want," you whispered into his lips, running your hands on his chest, sensing his change of heartbeat.

"N-no, don't stop," he grabbed your wrist, guiding you back to his pants. You smirked at the action, grabbing his crotch to see the desired expression. And it didn't disappoint. He leaned against the piano with his eyelids slightly loose, mouth forming an O amidst panting. You haven't even started yet, and he was already losing his mind.

"God, you're so beautiful," you whispered on his neck, leaving gentle kisses. He shivered at your delicate touch, his hand traveling under your jacket to caress your back.

You massaged his length a bit to make him hard, but that didn't take long since he soon provided your hand with burning heat. It was your sign to slip your hand under his boxers, coming in contact with his erection. He hissed at the coldness of your fingers, making his member tug rapidly.

"N-n-o, you don't have to," he whispered when he realized what you were about to do, straightening his posture to grab your wrists. However, you smiled at his behavior, leaving a light peck on his cheek.

"But I want to," you voiced before landing on his zipper, gradually dragging it to access his dick. His pants ended at his knees, now having his genitals on full display. Your eyes widened at the image and his size. It drove your head dizzy, picturing it vanishing inside you.

Heeseung smiled for himself at your cute reaction, finding himself blushing for some reason. Slight embarrassment took over him as he had never been in this position before. He attempted to cover himself, but you only yanked his hands away.

"Don't hide your beauty from me, baby," his dick jerked at those words, looking away from the attention he was acquiring. You grabbed his chin to meet his gaze, smiling at his eyes sparkling with excitement. You encouraged him to spit in your hand, confusing him at first with your sudden movement.

He obeyed and spilled a pool of saliva on your palm, letting it dribble from his mouth. A curse escaped you at the sight, biting your lip as you spread it on his shaft. The wet sounds turned you on, even more, watching his face express ecstasy.

"Look at me while I take care of you, ok?" you smiled before opening your mouth to welcome his member, moaning at the wonderful feeling.

"Oh God," it sent him over the edge how you didn't break eye contact amidst running your tongue around his tip. Your face appeared so beautiful as the moonlight shone on you, exposing your dirty activity. He couldn't stop staring at you with butterflies in his stomach, observing you taking a quarter of him slowly.

The feeling he was experiencing made him dizzy because this was his first time acquiring head. He was used to giving, not receiving. His friends always talked about blowjobs and how wonderful it was. Now he finally understood why.

"Y/N," he accidentally moaned your name, shutting his eyes when you reached half his length. Your hand gently rubbed his balls, taking your time to provide the best experience.

"Does it feel good?" you began to bob your head at a calm speed, studying his facial expressions quickly altering. His abdomen was going through euphoria, and he was losing his mind.

"It does, so much," he threw back his head and gripped your free hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. You raised your eyebrows at the act, not anticipating the intimate gesture.

Normally, you would never let another boy show affection in hookups because it was unnecessary. In the end, it was about satisfying your needs, so there wasn't the need to be smoochy about it.

Nevertheless, Heeseung was caressing your hand and hair, and you couldn't say anything. He was so sweet that you wanted his affection.

"I bet it does," you expressed in a low voice, watching his brows slightly furrowing while he bit the tip of his tongue. You curved your lips up when his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, letting out such beautiful noises each time you pulled out and took him in.

"I-I'm close," his tender voice conveyed, feeling his stomach compiling his load. You sped up your movements to bring him to his high, welcoming the warm fluid on your tongue. However, you didn't stop but continued sucking, enjoying him uncontrollably jumping in your mouth.

"Fuck, oh my God, Y/N," he shut down, trembling from the stimulation you gave him. His hands were now desperately holding onto your hair, trying to control his spasms.

"You taste good," a quiet giggle echoed in the room as Heeseung stared into your eyes deeply, trying to find the right words after having the best orgasm of his life.

He noticed how you squeezed your legs together, grinding on the bench to pleasure yourself. He instantly dropped to his knees, grabbing your legs gently to spread them. You gasped when his hand slid under your vagina, his thumb playing with your vulva.

"Can I take care of you now?" he pulled down your pants, revealing your soaked panties. It was weird for you to feel this hot inside, and you found it hard to believe a boy managed to turn you on this much.

You watched as his head disappeared between your legs and panted when his breath brushed against your panties, hearing him soaking up the smell of your arousal.

"God, you smell so good," his compliment landed on your core, which he revealed by pushing your underwear to the side. He took a long lick of your pussy, groaning at the taste it left on his tongue.

Pussy-drunk would probably be the right word to describe his fixation because the next thing you know, he was making out with it. His warm tongue swirled around your bud and entrance, teasing you by trying to enter it.

Your hands automatically grabbed his hair, pushing his face even deeper to feel his nose on your clit. At this point, what was happening?

"Oh, Heeseung, please don't stop," you moaned when he moved his head up and down, rubbing you with the tip of his nose. He was so experienced, unlike the guys who have eaten you out before.

"You're beautiful," he whimpered on your folds, watching you arching your back at his technique. Everything was so fast that you didn't even realize your orgasm was shooting out, riding it out on his nose. Heeseung didn't waste any time and licked all of your cum, immaculately overstimulating you. You stopped him to catch your breath, gazing at his lips and chin smeared in your juices.

"You're so-" you switched positions, landing on his lap and going in for a deep kiss. His tongue slipped inside your mouth and transferred your liquids. At that moment, you officially lost your mind and suddenly felt needy again. How was he so dirty but sweet at the same time.

"So what?" he asked, holding your hips to guide you back and forth.

"So pretty that I want to ruin you," your words caused him to pop another boner, poking it on your core.

"Please do," he panted, intensely staring into your eyes, "I'm all yours."

"You don't know what you're asking for, baby," your lips uttered before landing on his, grabbing the condom to put it on him.

"Wait," he whispered, glancing down to avoid your stare.

"It's your first time?" you smiled at his surprised blinking, playing with his piercings. He bobbed his head, dying inside out of shame.

"Honestly, when you were eating me out, it certainly did not feel like it," the atmosphere lightened up a bit with your remark, easing the tense boy underneath you.

"I'll be gentle, ok?" you pushed a strand of hair under his beanie, grabbing his face to study his expression. Obviously, he was worried about the following, but his face still displayed enthusiasm.

That was what you were looking for, so you gently grabbed his length and started pulling the condom over it. He hissed a few times because your hands were still freaking cold, and the sensation was unknown.

"Are you ready?" your breath tickled on his ear as you put your hand on his belly, gently stroking to ease his tension. You were also nervous because you didn't want to hurt him unintentionally, and seeing him getting anxious about the act worried you. In the end, you mainly wanted him to enjoy it.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to hurt you," he whimpered at your tenderness, mind still too anxious about the forthcoming shifting. You held his face delicately, running your thumb over his cheek. He murmured a quiet yes, watching you aligning his member to your entrance, which you revealed by pushing away your panties.

You rubbed him on your clit for a while to lubricate and give him some instigation. He was already moaning, his body quivering from the teasing. Then you pushed him in by a bit and both of you hyperventilated.

"You're practically sinking in me," you exhaled, feeling your walls tighten around him with each push. He glanced at the scene, his hand grabbing your thigh to dig in his nails. The way you talked him through it made everything better, and he felt like he was walking on clouds.

Other girls made fun of his virginity, mocking him for being inexperienced. You, however, were different and handled him with so much care despite having known each other for a few minutes.

"It's ok. You can go more."

Well, maybe he shouldn't have said it that early.

"Wait, oh shit-" the grip on your thigh deepened, pain piercing through rapidly.

"Why are you so tight?" it almost sounded like a cry, and you only chuckled at the compliment.

"I'm not used to big dicks. That's probably why," you laughed, calming the boy down with your humor.

Heeseung leaned his back against the fallboard, trying to make himself comfortable. He would have never imagined losing his V-card in the school's music room on a damn piano. At the same time, he was grateful that you were the one who was here with him. Now, he will always have a pleasant memory to think of when he'll enter this room.

"How are you feeling, bubs?" He reddened at the spontaneous nickname, noticing the twinkle in your dark eyes.

"V-very good," the words barely came out as he struggled to think correctly. The sensation you were guiding him through was something else, and he couldn't believe you managed to take his firsts twice tonight.

When you started riding him, it was over. He didn't think he could hold his load for long because you only tightened around him more. As if you read his mind, you began pushing more, putting your hands on his chest for support. He held your back and practically embraced you once he felt the familiar feeling inside him.

"Let go," you encouraged him as he shot his cum in the condom, pulling you closer to bury his face in your neck. It didn't even matter if you came in that moment because you felt too content to focus on it. You grabbed the open package and inconspicuously slid it into his pocket.

"I better get going now," with a jump, you pulled back your pants and lit another cigarette after heading out the door. You sent a wink before fleeing, leaving him dazed.

He sighed and discarded the condom, concealing it in a bunch of tissues. As he grabbed one from his pocket, he came in touch with a packaging. He pulled it out to recognize the object, raising an eyebrow. It was a phone number written on the wrapping of the condom he had used a minute ago. He grinned at the method, putting it back to catch up with Chae-won.

He saw you walking towards the ceremony as he got out of the building. You turned back to encounter his figure standing outside and delivered him a big beam on your face while signaling him to calll you later.

"You can bet on it."

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manslut

+18 content read at your own discretion, please scroll if you’re uncomfortable with. [MDNI]

pairing: neighbor!fuckboy!Jay × virgin!afab!reader

genre: smut, neighbors to lovers

summary: As a girl who always wondered about the city life in big towns, you were more than happy to be moving into one for college. There were so many things you wanted to try and so many hopes that you had about your new life, but of course, there had to be someone who'd put obstacles in your way all the time — which was none other than your neighbor, Park Jay. Him and his crazy sex — *cough cough* night life, was ruining everything for you, making your life miserable even before it started. So, what was it gonna be? Were you going to accept his crazy offer and gain your life back in return of your virginity or were you gonna contuine living a shitty life, all alone and sad, by yourself?

word count: 12.5k

warnings: switch!Jay, switch!reader, both reader and Jay are creeps, violation of personal life (reader takes photos of Jay having sex and Jay breaks into reader's house), mentions of Jay having sex with other girls, mentions of threesome, blowjob, handjob, first time sex, vulgar language, Jay is a dick, usage of petnames and sex toys, boob kink, mommy kink, breeding kink, creampie, edging, overstimulating, lmk if there's more

a/n: Hi hi everyone, how are you doing? I'm nervous a little since I'm posting a long work after a long time, I'm hoping you all will like it. It's was a pleasant adventure for me to write this fic, and I hope I did a good job 🥹 I'll be looking forward for your feedbacks on this and as always, likes, reblogs, comments, asks — basically any type of interaction is highly appreciated, please don't be shy to let me know about your thoughts, i hope you enjoy 💖

University, living in a big city, finally you are going to live your dream. 

Most people feared to be lonely under the enormity of the big towns, but you weren't one of them. Ever since you were little, your dream was to move somewhere ostentatious and build yourself a life there.

And now that you've passed the university entrance exam successfully, it didn't have to stay just as a dream, but you got the chance to make it your new reality, your new life.

There was so much that the city had to offer and so much to discover, but out of everything you imagined, not once it crossed your mind that a shitty sleep schedule would be one of the things you'd get to try first — to be more exact, you didn't think it would be the only thing you were going to experience in the expand of 3 months.

Yes, it's been three months since you've moved into your luxurious flat with so much hope, but it didn't take long for them to fade away, thanks to your dickhead neighbor and his night time activities.

So, the richer people were the bitcher they got, it seemed, at least in where you lived. And to your luck, one of the biggest jerks of the century was living just next door, ruining your newly starting college life.

Jay Park was the name of the douchebag that turned your nights into hell especially during exams weeks, his timing was really on point when it came to having sex, which made him the villian in your story who was responsible of your chronic fatigue.

Because unfortunately the walls here weren't super thick, you knew, since you could hear every little call of the name of God coming from the girls he was busy screwing. 

At first, you found it amusing, you weren't gonna deny that. 

You were a virgin and a curious one at that so, yeah, you had your fair share overhearing their explicit dirty talk and even masturbated to the sinful sounds that resonated through the walls of your bedrooms. 

Not the best move maybe but, could you really be blamed? 

But as the time passed and nothing changed, the fun you were having started to fade away, which soon turned into a problem, a big one, since you were waking up sleep deprived every day. 

There was no need to mention how much this situation decreased the quality of your life and ruined your plans to conquer the city, meanwhile you were forced to witness his eccentric adventures every single damn night reluctantly. 

But the thing you didn't understand was that how did he manage to have a normal day after spending a wild night, and doing it almost every night?

How could he have such a high libido?

As funny as it will sound, you really were struggling to ignore the urge to just knock on his door and ask him exactly that, because you were more than curious, you were fascinated. 

Yet, as impressive as that was of him, it didn't change the fact that he was no better than an average guy around your age so, Jay Park wasn't in your circle of attraction, you could say.

 At least for now.

"I fucking hate my life!" You screamed on your bed, tossing and turning around for the millionth time.

Yes, right guess, you couldn't sleep, again.

Why? Oh nothing, just Jay and the girl he was fucking decided to make a radio broadcast from their bedroom to yours — to the whole building, actually. 

"Oh my God!" came the scream of the girl through the walls behind you, making you wanna pull your hair out of your scalp until you were completely bald.

You were honestly wondering, questioning every choice you made until now to figure out what kind of a mistake you made to be punished like this, with a neighbor like Jay.  

And as if his existence itself wasn't enough, your bedrooms were actually next to each other, only divided by a seemingly very thin wall.

Dear God, you thought, what did I do to deserve this?

You got up scoffing on your bed and started hitting the wall behind, hoping it would be a sign for them to shut it. But not to your surprise, it went unnoticed and if anything, they got only louder. 

Okay, it was enough, really. 

You've been dealing with this shit for months now and there was absolutely no crumbs of patience left within you neither for him nor for his stupid dick.

So, you decided to do what you should've done months ago and ran to your door, not caring about being only in your silk shorts and undershirts, you stormed out.

Forgetting your keys inside, of course, in the process because luck seemed to have a beef with your existence.  

A few fierce steps later you were at his door, banging on the metallic surface with your fists, ringing the doorbell like a lunatic at the same time. Well, to be precise, lunatic would be an understatement, considering how fucking crazy you looked and acted right now. 

After five minutes, a blonde girl opened the door half naked, sneaking out as fast as she possibly could without even looking you in the face. 

"Huh," you let out, so it was her who was screaming as if she was being tortured. You watched her walk away with an unimpressed face, judging her hard on the inside for having no shame nor respect whatsoever. 

While you were busy being distracted going all on morality queen over some girl you didn't even know, he came, the man of the night, the guy you wanted to strangle to death — your beloved neighbor, Jay.

"Well well, look who's here.." He spoke, looking as if he was pleased to see you, eyeing you up and down. ".. how can I help you, my lovely neighbor y/n?" 

Okay firstly, what the fuck? How did he know your name? And secondly, what was up with the nickname?

"Oh, don't be so shocked sweetheart, of course I know your name .." He said as if he could read your mind,  leaning against the frame of his door, crossing his toned arms over his bare chest confidently. 

Wait, now that you noticed, he was naked, except for the towel he had around his waist. 

Holy fuck — he had abs, and by abs you meant very well defined 6 packs on his honey tinted skin. 

".. it's written on your door you see and plus, I've been waiting for you for a while now." 

Okay you had to admit, it was your first time seeing a guy half naked — seeing a guy as attractive — I mean as annoying as Jay half naked and truth to be told, it was surely messing with your head. 

Because for a second there you almost heard him saying that he has been waiting for you for a while now, and since that couldn't be what he really said, you had to be confused, right?

Yeah, you were confused because of the unexpected nudity, right?

"So are you gonna come in or you wanna keep chatting here, love?" He tapped on your shoulder, sly fingers playing with the strap of your shirt as he freed you from your internal crisis over the words he just said. 

Did he really  say he was waiting for you, and he's been doing that for a while? Fuck, what did that even mean, you kept asking to yourself as you slapped his naughty hands away from your body, making him chuckle and step back while signaling you to come inside once again. 

"Come on in, don't be shy, please."

You figured since it was late, nagging at him in the shared hall would be a discomfort for your other neighbors, and you'd hate to be involved in any situation with him. So, you took his offer and stepped in, walking only a few inches away from the door with no intention of staying there any longer than necessary, especially not when he was basically standing almost naked in front of you.

"I'm gonna make this short —"

"Oh I'm sure you will, but you don't have to stand there like this." He interrupted you, brushing the messy strands of hair on his forehead with his palms. "Just come in and have a drink while I wear something more appropriate, I won't eat you, I promise."

"Yeah, I'm not so sure about that." 

He giggled at your words, considering how you just busted him banging a girl, It was fair of you to say that, he thought.

"Well.." he spoke,  giving you a somewhat flirtatious look, ".. let's say that I won't do it unless you want me to, then." 

"How many neighbors did you say that you had before me again?"

You choked on your words, almost spitting your drink out, not wanting to believe your ears as he told you about the previous owners of the flat you were staying, almost sounding as if he was bragging about making them move out. 

Honestly, you started to really regret agreeing to come inside, but oh well, it was sort of too late now. You had to make do with what you've brought upon yourself.

"To be fair, I lost count, a lot of people moved in and out of your flat before .." He said as if it was normal, not showing any signs of shame despite the fact that he was the reason why people kept leaving. ".. until you came and everything changed." 

"How so?" 

"They all came knocking on my door after like two days .." He put his drink down, slowly walking up to you, standing close enough for you to flinch backwards. ".. but it took three months for you to do that." 

"And you're proud of this?" 

You pushed him away, unable to hide the disgust in your voice. The way he sounded so proud of himself for being a public disturbance was the ickiest thing you've seen a man doing, making you want to puke all over his stupid face. 

He smirked as if he was waiting for a reaction like this, cute, he thought, you were cute.

He  licked his lips, tilting his head before he spoke, "Not really, but it made me think y/n .." he closed the gap between your bodies again, looking down on you with sparks in his eyes. ".. I thought about why it took you so long when it took two days for everyone else to complain, and I think I've found the answer, do you wanna know what it is?" 

"Whatever, it's just nonsense —"

"I think that you found it amusing at first, in fact you were even interested, weren't you?" 

Fuck, he was smart. 

Unfortunately yes, he was right, you were amused but only for like the first week, okay?

It wasn't because you were a pervert or anything, it was just that well, you were a nerd for your whole life — lessons and exams were the only things that you gave your attention to, until now. 

But you've always imagined how it would feel like to be an adult, how it would feel like to experience new things, like intimacy and it wasn't your fault that sex was the perfect example for that so naturally, it got your curiosity up.  

So yeah, you've found it interesting that he had such an active sexual life at first, but that changed quickly after a week, once you started to feel the after effects of your sleepless nights because of him. 

And the fact that he could still act so cocky knowing damn well what he was making you go through made your blood boil, this adding up to your already pent up frustration causing you to attempt on slapping him, only to fail awfully once he grabbed your hands and pinned them behind your back, his face standing inches away from yours. 

Fuck, wasn't that just great?

"Ah ah y/n, no violence is allowed in this house besides from bedroom activities .." he whispered, blowing his hot breath against your lips, ".. got it, love?"

You weren't the type to lose your temper that easily, but right now you could feel tears swelling up in your eyes due to how angry you were getting. The way he had such audacity among his shitty personality made you wanna spit on his face, which he would probably like so, that wouldn't work out for you either. 

"Let me go, you fucking pervert!"

"Pervert? Me?" He hummed sarcastically, letting out a tender chuckle. "Then what are you?"

"What?"

"If I'm the pervert one for having sex .." he mummbled, ".. then what do we call people like you, who thinks they're being so sly while taking pictures of others having sex, without their consent?"

"I didn't — "

"I know you did, y/n, so save it." he cut you off by putting his index finger on your mouth, "I saw you taking them while I was fucking that one girl on my balcony and I wasn't gonna mind it .." he clicked his tongue, tilting his head as he continued, ".. but if you wanna call me names, then sweetheart, I'm not gonna hold back either." 

Wow, in the names of all defeats, yours had to be the most embarrassing one.

Being caught while peeping on you neighbor fucking and not only that — he saw you taking pictures? Why couldn't the floor just swallow you up right now? 

For your defense, it was the first time you saw anyone having sex besides from the pornos you've watched, and like you've stated before — you were a curious fucking virgin, so you took some pictures, okay? Literally no biggie.

But still, it was a shame that you lost your only upper hand on him, which left only one thing for you to do — compromise and that is of course, if you wanted to have some peace after three damn months, you were indeed desperate.

"What do you want?" You gritted between your teeth, coming straight to the point. Since you both knew each other's dirty clothes, there was no need to waste any more time with formalities.

"Straight to the point, I like that." He whispered, his breath brushing past your lips, "Actually, I have an offer for you, which can solve your noise problem if you agree on it." 

"What is it?" 

He licked his lips, stopping for a second to enjoy the confusion on your face. You were just his type, from your head to your toe. He was forcing himself to not look straightly at your boobs right now, his mind already filled with the thoughts of sucking and marking them. 

And on top of all, you were a virgin, his favorite type of prey to corrupt. 

Ah yes, of course he knew. He could tell it from like a mile away, he could smell your innocence and that was only fueling his wildest dreams. 

"It's a deal actually and it's gonna be both to our advantage .." he finally spoke after what felt like an hour, teething his lower lip nervously. ".. you want to have quiet and peaceful nights and I wanna have sex, right?"

"Yeah and?"

"So what I was thinking is, instead of fucking different girls every time, how about I fuck you?" he blabbered out, not able to look you in the eyes as he felt the need to make a further explanation.

"I mean I'll be only having sex with you so, you'll no longer be bothered by the noise, you'll be happy and I'll be happy — it's a win win, am i right?" 

He was actually ready for all types of answers that you could possibly give, but to his surprise, you did the unexpected.

He was watching you, all puzzled, as you were laughing your ass off like a nutjob, trying to understand what was so funny about this situation. 

"And why are you laughing right now?" 

"I've seen so many dumb people .." you mumbled in between laughs, ".. but let me tell you, the dumbest among them has to be you." 

And now you were insulting him? In his own place? If only he could do something to put you in your place right now, he thought, something like fucking your virgin throat with his cock. But he knew that patience was the key and he was gonna get there, in time.

"What made you think that I, the girl who literally hates you, would say yes to sleeping with a manslut like you?" 

Well ouch, that hurt. 

Manslut? He had an active sexual life, he wasn't just sleeping around with everyone on the sight. 

Believe it or not, he was actually pretty selective when it came to the girls he chose to sleep with, if not, why on earth would he be wasting his time trying to convince you when you literally ruined his fun for tonight?

"Firstly, I'm not a fucking manslut .." He rolled his eyes, emphasizing on the word with a disgusted face, ".. and secondly what makes me think of it is you." he whispered, leaning over your defenseless body, making you shiver under his act. 

"I know you're a virgin y/n and considering how curious you were, enough to take pictures of me while having sex, I'm assuming you don't wanna stay that way now, do you?" 

Either he was a psychic or a genius with a godly talent of predicting to know everything about you like this, and even though you were terrified with this fact, you couldn't say you weren't impressed. 

He had to be stalking you for a while, you thought, but why was the thought of it making your heart flutter? 

You shook your head,  thinking you shouldn't go this far for a dick. No matter what he did to collect so much knowledge about you, did not change the fact that he turned your life into hell so, your answer was gonna be no.

 Ew, literally. 

"Just because I'm a virgin and I'm interested in having sex, doesn't mean I'll be down to do it with everyone, especially with you, since the only thing I'll be getting is probably gonna be  STDs." 

"Hah! STDs?" He let go of your hands, brushing both of his hands through his hair out of frustration, feeling hurt at what he heard.

What did you think he was?

"What do you think I am y/n, a prostitute?" 

"Basically yeah, If I'm being honest." 

"I can not believe that this is how I'm being treated for wanting to be generous and offer you a helping hand to lose that v card."

"How is it called generosity if the only thing you're offering is your dick, which is probably non-functioning and carrying all types of diseases that I can't even name?" 

"If my dick isn't functioning, then why are you here to complain about the noise hm, princess?" 

Okay, nice comeback, he had a point. 

"I can prove how well it functions to you right now you know, all you have to do is say yes." 

Although you were trying your absolute best to ignore the agonizing fact that you were almost tempted enough to accept his cocky offer for a second, you were sure the heat you felt on your cheeks was enough to give you away.

"I think I'll pass." you said, thankfully managing to curse the sinful thoughts in your head away. 

Realizing how weak your willpower was really disappointing if you had to admit, but you'd rather be having your little self-criticizing session at your own place, so you took quick steps to his door, wanting to get out before the devil tricked you into sleeping with him. 

"I'll give you two days to think about it!" he shouted behind you, watching your shy figure waddle towards his door with fast steps. He had to admit, you looked even cuter when you were confused like the spoken moment, as you turned to face him one more time, not understanding what he was talking about. 

"Two days to think about what?"

"About accepting my offer of course, you silly thing .." he responded, throwing you a pair of keys he picked up from the drawer, ".. also, have these, since you didn't bring yours with you."

"What? No, I have — " you shut up mid sentence, realizing that he was actually right and you were indeed missing your keys, after patting on your pockets in search for them.

You turned around and gave him an even more confused look, brows knitted together as you glared at him with questioning eyes. 

Shit, those eyes, the way they were so expressive made him unable to think anything else other than fucking you. 

"It's the spare keys for your place, I wouldn't want you sleeping on the ground today .." he giggled, feeling the need to explain himself, enjoying how your half pouty lips fell apart with shock due to his words. ".. unless, if you wanna stay here with me, darling."

Jay had spare keys to your house? And you didn't know?

"How the hell do you have these?" you asked, voice coming low since now you were feeling a weird emotion, something along the lines of terrified and excited, at the same time, completely ignoring the second part of his sentence.  

"I have my ways." He said, winking playfully, blowing a hand kiss to your way before you walked out. 

You huffed and turned around to get out, biting back a sheepish smile that threatened to form on your face as you heard him scream behind you once more, before you closed the door shut and left.

"Two days y/n, I'll be waiting!"

Two days, 48 hours, it was a short amount of time. Not that you've noticed it before you met Jay, though.

It's been exactly a week since the night he offered you a crazy deal, a one just expected from him. But to your surprise, he was really a man of his words, considering the fact that he actually kept them.

Two days, he was silent for two days just like he promised to you.

After the longest time, you've finally had some good night sleep, remembering how it felt to be peaceful. But your serenity didn't last any longer than that. 

Cause things went back to how they were, if not worse and he was back on the business. 

On the night of the third day, he was up until 5 am, wilding with not just one but two girls at the same time. It was the loudest he has ever been and you knew damn well that he was doing it only to get on your nerves, to provoke you — hell, to make you regret not saying yes to him.

The fourth and the fifth nights weren't so different except you managed to somehow pass out on your couch after having hysterics, ending up oversleeping and being late to your school. 

At night six, you were ready to raid his house and beat him, waiting on standby at the edge of your front door but for some reason you didn't know, he never showed up.

Which brings us to night seven, the present. 

You were sitting in front of your main door like you did yesterday, legs crossed on one another as you listened to the footsteps that came from the hall.

You managed to come home early from school today, which meant you had a chance on stopping Jay before he could even start his night time schedules. 

Since he was absent yesterday, you were guessing that he would show up with someone new to share his bed with for tonight — which you swore not to allow, not this time, not on your watch. 

You didn't know how exactly you were gonna stop him, but this bullshit had to end, so you were gonna have to figure out a way. 

Well, there is a way actually, your inner voice resonated within you, reminding you of his small offer.

Honestly speaking, you didn't really have any good reasons to reject his offer — except for the STDs part, since you were sure having sex this often couldn't be healthy. 

But if you were to think about it, he was the type of guy that you'd want to have your first time with, and the only thing that was stopping you was your stubbornness.

First off, he was hot, that was undeniable. He was a jerk, yes, but even that added to his charms annoyingly. 

Second off, he was experienced, which meant he probably would know exactly how to handle you and fuck you just the way you'd want.

This was a big plus and to tell the truth, you were tempted by it. 

Last but not least, he was obviously good at what he was doing, he has proven it, judging by the fact that you were literally complaining about the noise he was causing.

Oh and not to forget, he openly shared his interest in you every chance he got, which was shameless, just the way you liked a man to be.

There was something about being desired that was such a big turn on for you, maybe the reason was because you've spent your entire life following your needs instead of your desires.

But for some reason, you felt ready for a change, and he seemed to be your main trigger ever since you've moved in, although you couldn't quite explain why.

Yet your answer to him was remaining the same, no.

Even though you could come up with so many reasons to just fuck him and get over with, you knew that you didn't have the balls to actually do it.

Well at least, that was what you thought.

You may have been a coward your whole life, but if there was one thing about humans, it was that they change. Sometimes sooner than they think, even.

Cause let's take you for example; just a couple of months ago you were a girl who avoided any sort of unnecessary interactions with the male kind, but right now, you were standing in front of the guy's door who literally offered you to be his sex partner, telling him to send the girl who he was with away so that you two could talk.

What was this called if not a change, huh?

He smirked as if he just won a bet, mumbling "Sorry, sweetheart, but maybe some other time." to the girl he brought with him before dragging you inside and closing the door behind you two.

He was quick to push you against the hard surface and corner you there, eyes glazing with lust as he spoke.

"Let's talk, princess, tete-a-tete."

Remember when you said your answer would remain as no to him? Well, that turned out to be bullshit.

Because right now, you weren't exactly doing something that a person who would strictly say no to Jay and his dirty offer.

You were on your knees, sucking on the length of his dick that you managed to fit in your mouth, stroking the rest by using both of your hands.

He was leaning against the counter in his kitchen, praising you in between low growls, giving you step by step instructions on how he wanted to be touched. 

Since it was your first time, he was going easy on you, only for today, trying his best to not just hold your head still and slam his dick in and out of your pretty mouth, forcing himself to be patient with you. 

And to be fair, considering how much he was trying to not cum, he could say you were doing pretty amazing, following his words like the good girl you are.

The view of you bobbing your head up and down on his cock as your small hands tried to cover up for the length you couldn't take in was breathtaking, making his thick shaft twitch in your mouth.

He threw his head back once you let his dick fall with a pop and trailed your tongue down on his length till you reached the base, licking a strap up back to his tip, repeating the same movement for a few times.

Feeling satisfied with his approving moans, you stopped, spitting on his dick and smearing it all over his shaft. You began to pump him, smiling now that you felt like you were getting used to it, deciding to rest a little since your jaw began to feel lull. 

As you were stroking him gently, slowly enough to tease him, you thought about how you managed to end your night here, before Jay's feet.

Well, it all started with him dragging you inside his flat, to talk, supposedly. 

You honestly should've known better, not that you were complaining about how things turned out, though.

So, what happened was, you tried to talk him out of this nonsense and told him to either stop or carry on with his disturbing night time business somewhere else.

You even offered to pay for his hotel expenses if he was desperately in need of having sex, you just needed him to not do it in his own house, not in the flat next to yours.

He never gave you a real answer, but instead he just laughed to your face, asking if you were gonna find the girls yourself for him as well.

Obviously he was mocking you so, before you got frustrated, you thought it'd be better to just leave but he of course, didn't let you be.

Instead, he chose to stop you before you could even attempt to grab the door knob let alone leaving, and pushed you against the counter he was currently resting against. 

Where were you thinking of going before paying him your debt, anyways? 

You weren't actually thinking that you could just cockblock him and then get away with it like nothing happened, right? Cause if that was the case, he certainly wasn't gonna let you, and so he didn't. 

But the crazy thing was, he didn't really expect you to agree with him, let alone doing it this fast. 

As soon as he told you that you had to give something to him in return for ruining his night, you said fine and asked what he wanted. 

He had to ask for a blowjob after that, it would only be fair, so he did. 

Yet to his surprise, again, instead of slapping him, you got on your knees and started unbuckling his belt. You also didn't know what the hell made you agree on such a thing, but God, you were so glad that you did. 

Now you knew why he was getting it every night, watching his handsome face in awe as you kept stroking him.

He looked unreal from your point of view, his bare abdomen shining under the dim lights of his luxurious kitchen. 

His neck was thick and manly, Adam's apple bulging against his skin. The moans he let out were deep and husky, sending vibrations to your vagina. It was safe to say you had a mini pool in your panties, soaking against your cunt deliciously.

He was bucking his hips against your palm ever so often, his climax closing by the minute that passed. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum." He said, voice cracking as he looked down on you, wanting to get your approval first.

You nodded and paced up, asking "Where do you want it?" as you looked up to him with doe eyes that he seemed to be growing fond of. 

"Your boobs, fuck, I wanna cum on your boobs y/n!" he shouted out, voice coming out shaky, the neediness in his tone flipping a switch that you didn't know existed within you. 

You reached your hand to the hem of your shirt, removing the useless piece of thin fabric as fast as you possibly could, unclasping your bra along the way as he took his dick over from your hands, pumping himself with pure desire in his eyes.

Once you were free from the clothing on your upper body, you kneeled down again, pressing your tits together for him to paint them with his load.

And so he did, finally releasing his seeds while moaning your name, watching how his pearl white strings looked on your pretty skin.

He took a good ten minutes to admire how gorgeous you looked all marked up with his cum, trying to resist the urge of taking a picture of you like that.

He pulled you up for a not so romantic kiss after, wrapping a hand around your throat as his other one found its way to your ass, squeezing your flesh strongly.

"Am I free yet?" You asked somewhat flirty, briefly breaking the kiss, wanting him to say no deep inside.

"No, I'm afraid not .." He whispered against your lips, hooking his arms under your legs, swiftly lifting you up from the floor as if your weight didn't matter. 

".. not until we're done cuddling." 

There was one thing people like you — cowards like you had in common, running away. 

Because that was exactly what you did after the crazy night you've spent at Jay's place, giving him your first ever blowjob and as if that wasn't enough, staying over the night to sleep in his arms while cuddling on his request. 

It could all be called lovely if only your senses didn't come back once you woke up, hitting you hard on the face with the reality of having his arms wrapped around your waist, a scream almost escaping from your mouth while he was holding you like one of his favorite plushies. 

With the panic wave that washed over your body, you did the only thing you could think of, which was getting out of there immediately. 

Now, it has been two weeks and you were at your parent's, visiting them with the excuse of missing them too much. 

But even though running away was enough of a solution for two weeks, it wasn't enough to change the fact that you had a school to go to and classes to attend.

Thus, you were basically forced to face the reality  that you were trying so hard to avoid — you had to go back to your home, where Jay was. 

And as if that wasn't hard enough for you to deal with, your father was there to unknowingly make it worse, by booking a ticket for you —  for tonight, in two hours, to be exact.

So, it was safe to say that these were probably your last peaceful minutes, if it could be called that way, considering how you left Jay alone. 

Jay wasn't the type to be left behind, in fact, you were the first woman to leave his bed without him asking for it. Now that he thought about it, you were also the only woman that shared a bed with him excluding sex, which made his heart sink once he opened his eyes to see the side you were laying on empty. 

He was offended, no, he was hurt — really really hurt. 

There he was, giving you the best of aftercares by letting you snuggle in his arms, being highly considerate towards you since it was your first time.

While he was thinking you actually enjoyed how intimate he is with you, turns out he was wrong, since you basically ran away without even bothering to tell him a single word. 

The word pissed wasn't enough to describe his emotions, and adding your two weeks of absence on top of all, it wasn't hard for him to be outraged.

He craved revenge and the only fair way for him to take it was by fucking you until you passed out on his cock, making you scream his name until you lost your voice.

Anything less than that wouldn't be enough to satisfy him, he was determined. 

However, Jay wasn't a man with patience, in fact he hated waiting — especially if it was for  something he never had to wait for before, in this case it was you, a woman.

If he wanted to be with women, he simply would, that was how it's been until he met you. Simple and neat, just the way it should be. 

But you came around and ruined his order, giving him mixed signals here and there. 

Ugh, he felt like losing his mind, thinking of all the things you've done to him over and over again, replaying everything in his mind for the nth time. 

First, you were screaming and nagging about him for being a loud manslut, telling him how annoying it was to be his neighbor. 

Then, you dared to come and cockblock him after ignoring the offer he made to you, which was very generous of him by the way, as if you had any rights. 

But what annoyed him the most was the last thing you did, which was agreeing to give him head without making him try hard for it. Considering how all of this happened in the expand of a week, he had every right to be frustrated and confused by what you were trying to achieve. 

I mean, why did you even suck him off in the first place?

He knew that he was the one that offered it to you, but honestly, he did it more to annoy you than to actually get you on his cock. The thing about him was, somehow in a way he didn't like, he had developed a thing for you, which made him weak.

You just were, so interesting. 

You managed to flip the switch of his curiosity from the minute he saw you, making him become obsessed with you . And when you actually accepted his offer and just touched him, gave him the most memorable oral of his life despite it being your first, that made him become attached to you, he guessed.

Because he couldn't think of any other reason behind him asking for cuddles when you were done, ugh, the memories of your cute giggles as he carried you to his bed not leaving him alone for a minute, not even for a second. 

All of this was annoying beyond words, but well, two weeks was enough for him to make peace with his obsession for you.

He was addicted to you in a very unhealthy way, he was aware, which made him do crazy things — like finding another pair of spare keys to your house, him using them to sneak into your flat every night to see if you were home yet. 

Tonight was the night his wait was gonna end, since you were back, as you were currently trying to find your keys to open the door. 

He was sitting on the big couch of your saloon like he has been doing for the past few days again, an excited smile taking over his face as he heard the noises that came from you behind the door. 

You were finally home, ah, he couldn't wait to see the expression on your face.

It was worth all the wait, he thought, watching you squeak and flinch once you walked into your flat, dropping your bags due to how shocked you were. 

"Welcome home, sweetheart." He spoke, not moving from where he was sat, dark eyes following you carefully as you tried to close the door with your shaky hands. 

What was he doing here and more importantly, how was he even here? 

"What are you doing here?" You managed to let out, surprisingly sounding stern although you were feeling nothing other than anxious, thinking it probably was the after effect of the shock that your body was under. 

"Waiting for you of course, what else?" 

He got up, walking up to meet you in the middle of your corridor. With his height and sharp features, it was easy for you to feel small before him, his intimidatingly handsome face making it very easy for him to obtain dominance over you. 

Yet you were stubborn, enough to not let him get under your skin, he was invading your home and you most certainly was not gonna let him get away with it. 

"And why on earth would you be waiting for me?" 

You crossed your arms, looking him straight in the eyes, trying to stand as strong as you could. One side of you was telling you to kneel to his feet and let him do whatever he wanted to you, since you could guess what he was here for, and honestly you didn't feel like rejecting some good dick either.

"For the second part of our deal, love .." He whispered, playing with the strands of your hair, ".. the part you made me wait for fourteen fucking days." 

"I don't recall agreeing on any deal with you." 

"Oh yeah? Do you recall sucking my dick, hm?" 

That was it, you've consumed every single drop of his patience once again. He grabbed your jaw as he gritted out his question, digging his nails into your flesh while holding your chin up to remain the eye contact with you. 

"I bet you do, you seemed like you were enjoying the lolli a little too much .." He purred against your lips, his plump ones brushing past yours. ".. so much that you even stayed for after, to sleep with me, in my bed and in my arms." 

"Please, I only did that because you begged me to." 

Tendency to speak big words in the most nerve wracking moments was one of your worst habits, yet Jay wasn't at all complaining about it. In fact, he found it quite amusing, thinking how fun it would be to fuck your mouth after all the talking you did. 

He chuckled in a low tone before landing a soft slap on your cheek, the hand he kept secure on your jaw traveling to your neck, pressing on the sides as he pulled you even closer to him. 

"Is that why you dipped on me, huh?" he asked, his voice somewhat carrying a hint of pain. 

"Why, are you hurt that I left you?" You kept your guards up, tilting your head as you continued your mocking, "Ah poor baby .." you cooed at him with fake sympathy, ".. don't tell me you cried after me, hm?" 

You sure were better than Jay at this "provoking" speech type of thing — which he preferred to name it as a form of foreplay, a type he was new to. 

Admittedly, you had much smarter comebacks than him, but considering the fact that you were a virgin speaking big words when Jay clearly had the upper hand wasn't exactly the most clever thing to do, which you came to notice once he smashed his lips on yours, moving them hungrily as he held you still in your place.

His grip around your throat tightened as he maneuvered his tongue inside the cave of your mouth, not allowing you to withdraw from the filthiest yet the hottest kiss you've ever shared with someone. 

But to his surprise, you tugged on his hair and pulled him even closer, tilting his head as you bit on his lower lip. He gasped and let you suck on his flesh, feeling his dick twitch in his pants, wanting to get to the main point of his routine visits — sex. 

"Don't worry I didn't .." He moaned in between kisses, ".. but you will, tonight, on my dick as I punish you." 

"Punish me?" You tched, repeating after him as you rolled your eyes, feeling like you've underestimated the size of his ego.

"Oh no love, I'm not the one that's gonna get punished .." you pecked his lips, enjoying the puzzled expression on his face. ".. I'm the one who'll be giving it .." you trailed your hand down to his neck from his hair, wrapping it around his throat just as he was doing. 

"..  to you." 

Tonight had to be one of the biggest breakpoints in Jay's life, a renovation on his history of sex experiences. 

He, who identified himself strictly only as a dom, was sitting on your chair, completely tied to it, waiting for you to touch him. 

Yes, it wasn't his first time, but unlike his previous experiences, he felt like tonight wasn't gonna end up with him being left plastered and unsatisfied.

The way he was struggling to not beg you as he watched you bring out your fancy toys, heart beating out of his chest, was already a satisfaction enough itself.

You really had an impressive collection for a virgin, he could say; ropes, whips, blindfolds, handcuffs .. all taken out only to be tested on him. Although he was used to being the one in charge, he had no complaints about the position he was in nor did he want to switch places with you. 

All he desired was to obey you, surprisingly, and he had no other thoughts except for eating your pussy while he was watching you walk in circles around him with those high bottoms you were wearing, the sound it left on the floor being as endearing as the view in front of him. 

You were only in your matching black, plain but chic set of undergarments, swinging the small wip in your hand with a playful look on your face, making his dick twitch inside his boxers agonizingly. 

Honestly, you had no idea what you were doing, but you knew the most important rule about being a dom — confidence.  

Now that all the toys were out, you finally could spice things up and give the guy who was eye fucking you patiently something to be consent with. You actually had a fantasy you wanted to try and considering the desperation on Jay's face, you didn't think there would be any harm to give it a go.

So, you stopped walking and grabbed the blindfold from the desk behind him, making him fall out of his trance as he turned his head to see what you were up to. He chose to keep his quiet and observe you while you picked up the material and walked towards him, making him tense up unintentionally once you sat on his lap. 

"Wanna try this on, pretty boy?" you asked with a velvety voice, sending shivers down his spine over your choice of nickname. 

She's getting straight into it, Jay thought as he gave you an enthusiastic nod, unable to hide his excitement. He bit his lower lip and waited for you to finish wrapping the blindfold around his head, his eagerness increasing exponentially over the loss of his sense of sight. 

Once you were done working with the silky material, you got up, brushing the tassels of the whip on his skin, trailing it down slowly as you started to walk again. 

He was feeling smaller with every clinking sound your heels left on the floor, the urge to say 'mommy just fuck me already' growing within him alongside of his bulge. 

You stopped once the tassels were down enough on his body to touch his crotch, landing not so sharp of a smack on his thigh. He flinched with the sudden sting, a weak whimper escaping his plump lips.

"Did no one teach you that invading someone's house is a bad thing?" you asked with a stern voice, the mixture of the dominance in your tone with how strong your scent was on the tip of his nose making him wanna battle with the butterflies in his stomach.

Fuck y/n, he thought to himself, what are you doing me?

His silent state couldn't last much due to your dissatisfaction on not receiving an answer as you tugged on his hair, yanking his head back with a strong grip. His neck was so deliciously exposed before your eyes now, inviting you to have a bite from his honey like skin.

And so you did, sucking a dark purple mark on his sensitive spot.

"Answer me!" you gritted between your teeth, freeing his abused piece of flesh from your lips.  

"T-they d-did."

"Then why are you here, Jay?" 

You hit him again, this time on the other thigh. He yelped and squealed, bucking his hips up without his knowing, giving you an even more pleasant reaction than you were expecting.

He didn't know why, but he was so turned on, feeling himself leak inside his boxers for the first time in a very long time. You had to have a magic touch cause there were no other explanations for him to be by all means, miserable. 

"Because I m-missed you!" 

"Missed me?" You were caught off guard by his cute answer, feeling thankful towards the blindfold since it did a great job on preventing him from seeing how blushed your cheeks were.  "That's why you're here, huh?" 

He let out a hum, waiting for another hit that never landed. After a minute of silence he came to realize the lack of your hands on his hair,  feeling afraid that you left him again as he called for your name. 

"Y/n —" 

"Let me guess, you went through my stuff to suppress your longing, didn't you?" Your voice came for afar, cutting his sentence off before he could even start it. He didn't know when exactly you left his side but judging by the sound of your heels, you were coming back.

"Are these the things you used to entertain yourself while I was gone?"

You threw a handful of your panties at him after removing the fold rather harshly from his face, making him freeze with his jaw hanging loose. 

If he were to be honest, yeah, he did use them while jerking off to the thought of you, stuffing them inside of his mouth like a pervert. He wasn't proud of his actions, but he didn't regret them either. 

"I —" before he could begin to speak, you grabbed him by his jaw, making him unable to carry on with his words. Using your other hand, you quickly slid down your black silky panties, fisting it in your palm.

"I bet you miss the feeling .." you cooed against his lips after giving him a peck, shoving the material on your hold in his mouth. ".. here, it's wet with my taste this time, enjoy."  

It all felt like a dream, except he knew this was all real, because  the way he was feeling your slickness through the material in his mouth couldn't be the doing of his imagination. He could pop a boner just to that, but thankfully, you had more to offer him. 

He groaned, teething your panties as he watched you get rid of your bra while kneeling down before him, your small hands tugging on the waistband of his boxers to move them down at one go. 

His dick sprung free, looking angry with its tip covered in cum since he couldn't help but to leak some. You licked your lips to the gorgeous sight before you, leaning down to get a taste of him. 

You were feeling much more confident now, since the scenario you were playing was a familiar one, all the memories of you blowing his brains out two weeks ago flashing before your eyes.

You sucked on his tip gently like you did before, circling your tongue around his pink flesh to gather the coated up cum on your tongue. 

You hummed, pressing your tongue on the roof of your mouth, tasting him with a pleasant look on your face. 

Jay was at the verge of combusting, praying to God and hoping that you weren't hearing the way his heart was beating. 

"Like honey .." you murmured, ".. tastes so yummy." 

And with that you took his whole length in, inch by inch as you slowly sank your head on his dick. He was so thankful to be able to watch it all over again, trying not to buck his hips up cause he knew that would piss you off. 

But tonight, he wanted nothing more than to be a good boy for his miss, serving her just the way she would like. There was one little problem though, his lack of control over his vocal cords. 

He gave in to the magic of the moment, accidentally letting the pantie you stuffed in his mouth drop as he let out a loud moan, louder than his previous ones. 

He knew he was fucked the moment you looked into his eyes with your fierce ones, letting his dick slip from your mouth. He couldn't stop himself from raising his hips to regain the contact with your lips, though he knew it wasn't gonna work.

"Guess I spoiled you too much when I removed that fold from your eyes, huh?" 

You got up on your feet and pulled on the blindfold, lifting it up to where it previously was, settling on his lap as you did so. 

The moment he felt how wet you were on his leg, he hissed, thinking how great it would be to ram himself into that virgin pussy of yours. 

Ah, the thought of it had him drooling. 

"Much better .." you purred, leaving a wet kiss on his parted lips, ".. now, let's get to your punishment, shall we?" 

Jay loved your perspective on punishments. 

Because being in between your legs as you sat on his face while sucking his cock was the best way to be punished, in fact if he could, he would love to be punished every day until the day of his death. 

The only problem was that he still had that damn blindfold on and oh, now he was tied to the bed, not completely but partially. 

You had his hands crossed over each other and fixed against the headrest, which was a boomer considering how much he wanted to wrap them around your waist to press you more on his face. 

Maybe because it was all a new experience for you or because you didn't wanna go so hard on him, but for some reason you weren't even putting half of your weight on his face where his only wish was to be suffocated by your pretty thighs. 

In Jay's case, this was a first, since he never was a fan of the 69 position. It was just, too messy for him —  at least that was the thought he had, until tonight. Honestly speaking, he liked eating pussies yeah, but no more than he loved being sucked. 

However, that was before you happened to him. 

He could easily become a slave for you, for your cunt, only to get to taste you more. 

With all the changes you made in him, he was feeling almost like a virgin himself, discovering his sexuality once again, but in a much better way this time. All of the nights he went through your closet, smelling and mouthing your underwears had finally paid off and it was worth all the waiting he could say, now that he was having a feast on your pussy. 

But his state of bliss turned into torture once you moved from where you were sitting on his face and slid down on his body, stopping on his dick and beginning to grind on him painfully slow, just in a pace to poke his impatience. 

He wanted to just rip the ropes around his fists to save his hands, so that he could grab your ass and help you move faster on top of him. But unfortunately that didn't seem to be possible, which left him with only one solution. 

Begging.

Just when he was about to walk over his pride, his mouth open and ready to beg, he felt the bed shift with the loss of your weight. He cried your name out with worry behind the fold around his eyes, asking where you went and if everything was okay.

"Shh, I'm here." you softly whispered against his lips before stealing a sweet kiss, your hands busy spreading the lube on your slit that you inside the bathroom to grab. 

Yes, the moment was here, you were ready to lose your virginity and the lucky guy of the night was Jay.

You took a deep breath as you get back on top oh him, slowly sitting on his dick as you rubbed your clit to stimulate yourself, thinking it might have some soothing effect for your first take on penetrative sex.

After a while of humping on Jay's angry dick, covering his length with a mixture of the lube and your wetness, you lined his tip against your hole and began to sink on him really slow. He gasped along with you at the warm feeling, stretching your walls just perfectly. It felt bigger than you thought, you had to admit, making it hard for you to relax your muscles.

"Baby, shit, relax for me please, you're too tight!" Jay whined, his struggle to not cum inside you reflecting on his face. 

"I c-cant, you're too big for me, fuck!"

"Then let me help you!" 

You let his dick slip out of your hole as you leaned forward to reach his face, removing the blindfold from his eyes once again, needing some assistance to make this work. 

"How?"

"Untie my hands and I'll show you, okay?"

You tilted your head, hesitating to trust him. You wanted to be the one in charge especially since it was your first ever time, and you'd hate it if he was baiting you to steal it away.

At that moment he spoke, sounding as if he was able to read your mind. 

"I won't do anything you don't want, i promise .." he nodded with pure sincerity in his eyes, ".. just let me help you through it, you can tie me back to bed whenever you like, hm?"

"Do you promise?"

"I promise, I just wanna see you enjoy it as much as I do, I swear."

Maybe it was the tone of his voice or maybe it was how soft his gaze was on you, but you chose to trust him as you untied the ropes around his wrists, freeing his hands with a feeling you couldn't define very well inside you. 

"Don't dive into thoughts .." he said, sitting up, placing his hands on your waist almost immediately, pulling you to rest on his firm chest. ".. just let me take care of you for now."

"Ah, ohmygod, Jay!" you moaned against Jay's lips in between sloppy kisses, hugging tightly on his strong shoulders.

You were sitting in a lotus like position on his lap, facing him as you grinded on his dick while he was fucking your cunt from behind with two of his fingers. 

"Does it feel good baby?" he asked, curling his digits inside you, scissoring them ever so often to help your walls stretch out. "Want me to add another finger?"

"So good .." you breathed out, nodding in agreement while you were resting your forehead on his, your fingertips trailing along the line of his strong jawline.

"Breathe in for me." he requested, tightening his grip around your waist as he got ready to slip another finger inside your virgin pussy, preparing you to take his dick. "Just like that, you're taking me so well, love." 

He lead you into a new pace on his hand, helping you bounce and guiding your hips. The intense eye contact this position granted you was the best and the worst thing, because under his reassuring gaze, you wanted to just give in to his touch and let him fuck you to his heart's wish right now.

As a lame attempt to snap out of it, you slid your hands down on his neck and wrapped your fingers around the width of his throat.

He let out a low growl as he allowed you more access, letting you press on the sides to challenge his breathing. 

He was doing all the work yet you were still the one in charge, the look in his eyes expressing his obedience almost perfectly. He was devoted to you, for this night and hopefully maybe some more, which he was not shy to fully own up to, not one bit. 

"I can't wait for you to do this on my cock." he mumbled, voice coming out husky due to the pressure on his vocal cords. 

"Maybe you don't have to." 

You shifted your weight and leaned on his chest, making him lose his balance and fall on his back on the bed. He let out a throaty chuckle once you held his dick and poked his tip inside your hole, shoving your fingers inside his mouth to suck at the same time. 

His hands were roaming all over your body, touching everywhere between your hips and boobs. He fluttered his eyes shut as you sank down on him once again, doing it much more easily this time. 

He moaned on your fingers as you swayed your hips on his cock, the tight embrace of your walls making him drool uncontrollably. 

You began to bounce on his dick with small moves, leaning down and removing your fingers from his mouth once you settled a comfy pace. You couldn't lie, watching the expressions on his face from up close was a different type of feeling, every woman on earth should once get to experience something as mind blowing as this, you thought deep inside. 

He opened his eyes when he felt your hot breath fanning against his face, hungry lips reaching to yours almost immediately to close the barely existing gap between your faces. He was trapping you in a sweet yet sloppy kiss, manly hands resting on your hips as you fucked yourself on his cock. 

"Dear God!" he whined into the kiss, holding onto your forearm with one hand when you paced up, pounding on his dick with a rather fast pace.

"Didn't take you for the religious type, Park." you swiped your tongue on his lower lip, licking a horizontal line from one side of his chin to the other. "Do I make you feel that good?"

"Yes, holy shit, you make me feel amazing .." he choked out, coughing once you pressed on the sides of his throat, making his eyes roll behind his skull. ".. you feel amazing, y/n."

"Amazing, huh?" you said, separating his hands from running all over your body, placing them where they were used to — pressed against the headrest. 

You grabbed the untied rope and wrapped it around his wrists once more, him showing no resistance making it easier for you to succeed a messy knot. "Do you think you deserve it though, hm Jay?"

"What?"

"After making my life a living hell for so long .." you spoke calmly, leaning behind and letting his dick slip out of your pussy slowly as you rested on his thighs. ".. do you really think that you deserve to feel amazing?"

"Fuck, please .." he pleaded, sounding desperate, struggling to keep his head up to look you in the eyes in hopes of getting you back on his dick. ".. I'm sorry, I really am."

"Aww, that's so sweet of you .." you got up from on top of him, landing on your feet as you left the bed, feeling a slight sting in your vagina while walking towards your closet. 

It must have been because of his horse cock, you thought to yourself, grabbing the dick ring from one of your drawers with a lock on it. ".. but I'm afraid it's not gonna save you from a real punishment, baby."

"A real punishment?"

"Mhm .." you hummed, standing next to his figure on the bed, showing him the precious gift you were holding in your hands for him. ".. you see, i'm a person who holds grudges, Jay .." you said, unclasping the flexible material before putting it around his base, paying attention to arrange the size since you didn't wanna hurt him by accident. ".. and you offended me really, really bad, baby."

"Fuck, how do you even have a cock ring?" he asked, visibly in shock, eyes looking at yours with so many unanswered questions. 

"Don't ask stuff that's not your business, yeah, love?" you mimicked his usual cocky tone, giving him a taste of his own poison. 

He nodded, throwing his head behind once you were done setting the toy on his cock, your hands gently stroking his rock hard length. He could feel himself getting even bigger thanks to your little present, his dick twitching in your hands as you used another layer of lube to make your movements go smoother. 

You rubbed his tip and spit on his slit, still standing on the edge of the bed as you leaned down to lick his head. He hissed with pleasure, feeling much more sensitive due to the ring on his cock. 

You traveled your tongue down on his girth, giving him open mouthed, gentle kisses until you reached his base. Your hands were everywhere on his body, feeling his abdomen and thighs spasm with every touch of your lips. 

He looked so fucked up from your point of view, eyes looking blunt while his lips were parted, letting out inaudible whispers and moans. 

You bobbed your head a few times on his dick as you massaged his balls, letting him fall from your lips after as you kissed a straight line from his crotch to his neck, finally stopping on his lips for a fervent kiss. 

"Are you okay, baby boy?" you asked, peppering kisses on the corner of his lips, stroking his dick with a slow tempo. 

From the way he was panting, you knew that he was far away from being okay, but the fact that he became such a mess because of you made you wanna edge him even more. 

"Please .." 

"Please what, sweetheart?"

"Fuck me, please."

You chuckled, pecking his lips, "Am I already not doing that?" you said, giving his dick a light squeeze. 

"I — need you — o-on my cock .." he stuttered, his breath hitching between words, ".. p-please, y/n."

You groaned, diving back on his pretty, blood red plump lips that were swollen due to your kisses. How could you say no when he sounded so needy while begging for your pussy? 

Fuck it, you couldn't wait anymore.

You cursed on the inside and jumped on the bed, placing your legs on both sides of his hips. His eyes were glistening as he watched you align his dick against your cunt, soon after sinking on him with a weak whimper of his name rolling off from your tongue. 

You began to bounce on him rather swiftly, no more patience left in neither of your bodies to stand any more teasing. 

His eyes were focused on your pretty tits as you kept moving up and down on his sensitive length, giving him an indescribable amount of pleasure with each slam. The guttural moans of your name he let out everytime your hips touched each other had you weak on the knees, making a familiar flame of knot burn inside you. 

You leaned forward, placing your hands on his firm abdomen, digging your nails into his flesh as you left long scratches behind on his glowing, golden skin.

He was so overstimulated, so much that for the first time he could remember, he wasn't even able to let you know that he was close. Instead he shot hot strings of his cum inside you with a choked out scream, his tied up hands and immobilized legs spasming altogether as a strong wave of orgasm washed over him. 

"Fuckfuckfuck, I'm sorry —" he mumbled while shaking, his words getting cut by your lips as you caught his lips for your nth kiss of the day. He tasted so sweet that you couldn't get enough, the warmth he filled you up with making your heart melt at the pretty boy who was miserably apologizing to you.

"Shhh, you're okay." you soothed him, untying the rope around his wrists, freeing his hands and letting him hug you tight. His whole body was trembling as he held onto you, arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer to him. 

He never felt this vulnerable before, all he wanted was to snuggle into your arms until his muscles relaxed. 

You stroked his hair, playing with the short strands on his nape, whispering how good it felt to have him fill you up like this. You could feel his smile against your shoulders, soft kisses being placed on your clavicle as he encouraged you to cum. 

It was crazy how much you were clenching around him, feeling his heart beating so fast against your chest as his dick rested inside you having a magical effect on your pussy, making you cum on his request. 

The whole scene of you holding onto each other as if you were lovers was undeniably romantic, making you feel like the main characters of a movie. 

He was still panting, trying to catch his breath, shaky fingers drawing small circles as you laid on top of him while waiting to come down from your high. 

Once you both calmed down a little, you moved to get off from his chest, falling next to him instead. You laid on your abdomen to see his face better, reaching a hand on his dick to unclasp the ring, freeing his overly sensitive shaft from the small yet effective toy. 

"I'm sorry .."he blabbered as he watched you, pouting his lips and avoiding eye contact with you.

"For what?"

"I should have been the one taking care of you .." he spoke, sounding somewhat guilty, ".. It was your first time but I —"

"You did great .." responded, not letting him finish his sentence, lowering your head to leave a tender kiss on his abs. ".. I've always wanted to take care of a guy like this .." you smiled softly at him, ".. you just made my dream come true, Jay."

"Do you have any other dreams that I can help you with?"

He bit his lip, examining your face with curious eyes. The hit of shock that took over your expression almost made him regret saying what he just said, his heart feeling like exploding as he waited for an answer from you. 

"In which context, Jay?" you asked, lips slightly curled up in amusement, a dirty grin forming on your adorable face. 

"In any context that will make me keep seeing you like this."

"Are you trying to offer me something?"

"I already did .." he sighed, placing his arms behind his head, using them as a pillow to rest on. ".. but you left me with no answer, remember?"

"You didn't really seem hurt though .." you whined, placing your head on his chest. ".. fucking two girls at the same time, remember?"

"I was thinking about you the whole time though."

"Liar." you pinched his skin and attempted to get up from your spot, only to be stopped and get pulled back into Jay's arms once he caught you by the wrist. 

"Don't leave me alone again, please." 

His voice came out weak, scared even, giving you goosebumps over how sincere he sounded. Poor thing, you thought, you running away really did fucked him up, it seemed. 

"I'm not, I'm right here." you responded, laying back on his chest, hugging his thin waist that made you lowkey jealous for looking so pretty. You caressed his sides as he pulled the blanket over the both of you, tugging you first then himself after inside it. 

"So .."  you spoke, breaking the short-lived silence, looking up at him with doe eyes. " .. what does this make us?" 

"What do you want us to be?" 

"I dont know .." you muttered, trailing your fingers on the lines of his abs. ".. all I know is that I want you all for myself."

"You can have that."

"Can I really though?"

He nodded, looking down at you with serious eyes. "Yeah, because you're the only one I want too, y/n."

You giggled at his answer, nuzzling your nose against his toned muscles, making him laugh along with you. To him, you were the cutest thing in life right now and although his feelings for you were new, they were strong enough to make a total lunatic out of him over you.

"What, do you like what you heard, huh?" he asked, tickingling your belly, hands running down on your body to poke your skin, wanting to play a little with you. 

"Mhm .." you hummed in between laughs, trying to push his hands away from your body. " B-but, but I have something to ask you f-first!"

"What is it baby?" 

"How experienced are you with butt stuff?" 

He snorted at your directness, getting caught off guard by your unexpected question as he tried to figure out a non-awkward way to answer it. 

"Well, I mean I've been with women who liked it before —"

"No, I mean the other way around." You objected, shaking your head, shocking him with how serious you seemed to be looking about this. 

He wasn't even sure about what you meant by the other way around, how many types of butt things were there even? 

Were you not talking about anal sex?

"The other way around?" he asked, scrunching his nose, "What do you me— Oh," he stopped, finally understanding the meaning behind your words. "Y-you wanna try those butt stuff on me?"

"Only if you're okay with it .." you nodded your head, ".. but if you don't want it, that's okay too, since I can always find myself someone else to try it with —"

"I'll do it!"

"Are you sure —"

"Yes I'm sure, you don't need anyone else but me!"

You crawled on his body to reach his lips, chuckling at his silliness. He hummed as you enclosed your lips over his, sneaky arms gathering to wrap around your waist, pulling you more on him. 

He loved the feeling of your bare chest touching his, the sounds of your peaceful breathings making a beautiful harmony as his tongue danced with yours. 

He couldn't believe that he just agreed to get fucked with a fake dick for a girl, but as much as he was nervous, he was excited too, since you seemed to be so good at making him discover new likes about his sexuality. 

It was trust that he felt for you, along with his romantic feelings, making him feel safer than ever with you. 

"Don't worry," you whispered against his ear after breaking the kiss, talking as if you were able to read his mind and see his worries, your calming voice tingling in the air. 

"I'll let you pick the size, sweetheart."  

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#ori’s reading list <3

[oreotoreads]

hi im not here to recommend any fics but can u pls not delete ur blogs, bcs i would die ‼️😞😞💔

why would i delete my blogs 😭

now at @jayked

#dw bestie even if i decide to leave #i will delete asks and everything and keep the fics here #🥺 #but im not planning to do that anytime soon

[oreotoreads]

hi omg, i wanna read ur jake fic so badly but i cant find the other chapters, when i click on the link, it just loads so slow 😭😭 can u please retype the masterlist ???

hi omg, yes ofc! i will check rn

[oreotoreads]

you are not nearly funny or attractive enough for this

bestie what are u talking about im not even using this blog 💀

#i can’t u can’t even manage to send hate properly that’s so funny #what is this about idek

[oreotoreads]

### @jayked’s reading list & archive.

this blog contains of works that i will read in the future. when i finally read them, i delete them and reblog from my main to add to my recs.

if you see your works here, wait for me to come to your inbox or notes with a feedback. i sometimes don’t find enough time to read but i am trying my best to be fast.

tag: #ori’s reading list <3

[oreotoreads]

as a jay lover— i mean jay stan!! literally didnt have horny thought while he in this outfit HAHhshsAhah😃😃

STRIPPING THE PRINCE COSTUME OFF OF HIM THOOOOBSFHASBJKZ SO HOT

[oreotoreads]

OREO U GOOD JDKXJXJEJXJX

oreo is packing her bags to lick some ABS

#THE WAY IM SCREAMING WITHOUT THE S FUCK U JAEYUN

[oreotoreads]

LEE HEESEUNG WHAT IS THIS BEHAVIOUR ?!?! 🧎‍♀️

#it’s the center jk in him guys #manifesto: day 1 #heeseung

[oreotoreads]

yes the hyung line WAS ABSOLUTELY INSANE but can we PLEASE TAKE A MOMENT TO APPRECIATE SUNOO ???? LORD HAVE MERCY HE DOESNT EVEN LOOK REAL 💔

#my pretty sunoo #you are so beautiful #manifesto: day 1 #sunoo

[oreotoreads]

THE BEAUTY HE HOLDS

#manifesto: day 1 #my jakeu #prettiest boy in the whole world #🤍

[oreotoreads]

I HOPE YALL CAN COPE AFTER SEEING THIS 

#manifesto: day 1 #i am still here… #jake

[oreotoreads]

this concert was a rollercoaster went from exited to horny to emotional 🥲 how are you holding up sis 🥲? ~ 🦇

SIS, WHAT MADE U THINK I WAS SOMEHOW HOLDING UP??????? 😭😭😭😭😭😭

#im A MESS #[ 💌 ] — asks ! #— from: 🦇 anon

[oreotoreads]

my sunoo crying 🥺 and they are performing shout out🤍 im so proud of my boys, even from home, i felt every emotion with them, i love them🫶🏼 forever so dear to my heart💗

#manifesto: day 1 #ori rambles💭

[oreotoreads]

ok my blog is a mess. THANKS ENHYPEN.

#ori rambles💭 #manifesto: day 1

[oreotoreads]

JAKE??????????????????

#ahah #ahahahah #ahahahahahah #ahahahahahahhahahahahah #ahahhahahahahahahahahhahhhahhhahhahahah #BnakwwouNNbdnwlwpwiIBDNWPWOWIWISODNDMDLWPDIXNSN #manifesto: day 1 #jake