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what was the reason……..
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·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ Masterlist
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- (M) mature - (F) fluff - (C) completed series - (O) ongoing series -
NCTDREAM
Mark:
Renjun: (M) Neighbour, (M) Video Game Lover
Jeno: (M) Breakfast on the Sheets
Haechan:
Chenle:
Jaemin: (O) Office Masquerade (part 1, part 2), (M) I give you Birthday Cake
Jisung:
NCT127
Taeil:
Johnny:
Taeyong:
Yuta: (M) Love on the Floor
Doyoung:
Jaehyun: (M) (O?) Our Little Secret (part 1, part 2)
Jungwoo:
Mark:
Haechan:
- Last updated: 09.01.2023
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In part of your post you use “you” but then you switch to “her” (and then go back to “you”)
if there’s any mistakes like that it’s probably because it’s not proofread. my recent post was a quick ramble so I didn’t proofread it☺️
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Video Game Lover ⋆.ೃ࿔*:・
<gamer!renjun x gf!reader>
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synopsis: Renjun was playing a game and he was soo invested in it he forgot about his princess :( But it’s fine because she can just please him from under the table~
A/N: Wrote this in one sitting (in case it feels rushed—I’m sorry)
sneaky sex // blowjob // riding
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The room got really quiet. Well, not completely quiet but quiet enough that the only thing you could hear were Renjun’s desperate hits on his keyboard along with his frequent comments with his friends on call. “Hyung, go on the left!”, “Hyung we’ll lose because of you!!”
The situation could not get more frustrating. I mean, you’ve been giving him signs the whole day. Slight winks, lip bites, flashing your white laced panties to him and even giving him the “fuck me” look you thought he’d memorise by now. Just how much more were you supposed to do?
You decide to be kind and you lightly tap his shoulder. He seems startled by you yet his eyes don’t leave the monitor. “Yes, baby? Sorry, I’m a little busy now..” he says in a monotone tone. You could almost hear his friends hype him up after hearing him utter the word “baby”. “Guys, seriously. It’s just my girlfriend, of course I’ll call her ‘baby’” he scoffs while continuing to tap the keys on his keyboard with more passion. How were you supposed to turn into a keyboard in this moment?
So now since your first plan didn’t work, it’s time to try out your second and last plan. You sneak under his desk and carefully sneak your hands to his crotch making him jolt up.
He finally rips the eye contact contest with his monitor and he looks under his desk to you who had her hands on his sweet cock hidden behind the cloth of his sweatpants.
He types a couple things before turning back to you, “What are you doing?!” he asks, whispering even though it was clear his mic was muted.
“I’m punishing you. Keep going. I won’t bother you too much” you say honestly. His friends start yelling at him and he quickly turns his mic back on, reassuring them that he didn’t ditch them.
Your hands continued to fondle with his clothed length, feeling it grow as you see his lip hidden under his teeth. You carefully take his sweatpants off, he cooperates, lifting his hips to make it easier. Once they plop to the floor, your mouth begins to water.
Sneaking his cock out of his boxers, you dont let him adjust or prepare or anything—your mouth finds it on his length immediately. Sucking him off well and swirling your tongue where you know he likes it the best. His face was contorting in pleasure, trying with all his might to not moan or make any sound to show how good you’re sucking him off.
This was a bit disappointing, but also—you wanted to know just how long he’ll last before he finally gives up.
You could feel his length throb in your mouth and his eyes water, signalling he must be close to his edge. Without a second of hesitation, you take his dick out, letting it sit up in the cold air all alone while you take your pants off.
You found it a bit entertaining how he hasn’t acknowledged your presence yet, it made you turn it into a competition.
Turning around, you carefully adjust his hot tip to your juicy entrance, letting it slide right in. A moan escapes your lips unwillingly, quickly slapping your hand on your mouth, remembering you should be quiet.
“Renjun-ah…you pulling bitches there while playing with us?” a voice from his headphones resonates through the quiet room.
Renjun laughs, his breathing getting heavier with each move you do. “Bitches? Nooo..!!” he denies carefully, continuing to type the game away.
You take it as a sign to start moving on his dick, pulling him in and out, trying your best to not let a sound escape your mouth.
You hear a small and breathy “fuck” escape his lips. “Guys. I’ll be afk for a while.” he says before muting himself and quickly grabbing yn’s hips, thrusting in her.
“You’re so fucking dirty, baby…Fucking me while I’m on call with my friends?” he says breathily, pounding hard in you.
“My poor princess. I bet you felt very lonely..” he continues, the grip on your hips getting tighter.
Your mouth finally unleashes, letting out all the moans you held in. “Fuck, please. Cure my loneliness…”
“Okay, baby..fuck…” he whines as his pace speeds up cumming quickly in your hole. A couple slaps on your ass before he picks you up, carefully setting you in his lap.
“Stay like this. Don’t you dare move.” he orders, letting you cockwarm him.
He turns on his mic again, beginning another game with his friends.
You couldn’t possibly just sit there and do nothing right? You were so close to your orgasm too…
Maybe if you just sneakily fuck your clit…he wouldn’t notice!
So your finger begins running circles around your bump, applying pressure on it. Your cunt tightens around his length as your orgasm got closer once more.
The situation could not get more arousing. His friends most definitely hear your desperate and breathy moans. It was impossible not to. Renjun’s mic was really close to your face.
With a couple breathy moans and vigorous flicking of your swollen clit, you end up squirting on his lap, wetting his pants and the floor under you two.
Renjun is left in shock at the mess you’ve made—but all you end up doing is just slam yourself back on his achy dick and ride him.
“Shit…Yn, wait…” he accidentally moans, realising the mistake he’s just made.
“G-Guys…I’ll get going. You continue the game without me.” he says before quickly turning his game off, sliding his chair a bit back and helping you get off on his dick.
“So…so so sorry baby. I’m so sorry. Come on, I’ll give you what you want…” he whines, trying to keep his posture as if his dick isn’t sensitive as fuck.
“You’re so mean..” you utter, slaming your wet cunt on his dick. “Sh-shit, I’m close…”
“That’s it baby…Let it go. I’m here for you.” he holds your waist carefully, letting you bounce your way on his cock, using it as your personal dildo.
With a couple more bounces, his hand sneaks to your clit, rubbing it gently as you orgasm on his cock, clenching hard around it and letting your love juices drip right down his hard length.
”I kept you waiting the whole day…might as well make up for it in the night, right?” he says with a smirk, letting you know you won’t be going to sleep anytime soon—not that you wanted to do that anyways.
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NCT Reaction:
Sitting on their lap during car ride
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MINORS DNI!!
warning** smutty
a/n: Happy Valentines, here some smutty reactions 😍this is literally one of my favorite smut trope btw ^ ^
{dreamie masterlist}
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Mark:
he could not believe this was happening to him
Mark made the mistake of telling Johnny that he started to have feelings for you
He told Jonny because he always tells Johnny everything!
But Johnny already knew mark had a crush on you. It’s not his fault Mark is just so easy to read.
He knew Mark wouldn’t do anything about it so he had to do something 🫣
Johnny’s plan was simple, force you two to be close.
You and Mark didn’t bat an eye when Johnny suggested a small road trip
What you didn’t expect was there to be only 6 seats and 7 people.
Johnny was driving and Jaehyun was already in the passager seat. Doyoung, Taeyong, and Jungwoo already called dibs on the middle row.
That means you and Mark had to squish yourselves into the small back seat of the car. 
You’re probably thinking, the backseat is enough for two people to sit in!
Not when Johnny insisted on putting the two connected seats down to fit his huge cooler.
“Where am I supposed to sit” You questioned raising your eyebrow at Johnny.
“I’m not moving my cooler, so better hurry up and get comfortable on Mark’s lap” Johnny insisted, pushing you towards the car.
Once you were somewhat comfortable on Mark’s lap you decided to put some headphones on and rest your head on Mark’s shoulder. Quickly falling to sleep.
You woke up to Mark lightly shaking your shoulder.
“Johnny decided to stop at a rest stop, do you need to use the bathroom?”
You looked around noticing all the guys have left the car. You turn your body to look at Mark when you notice he was blushing. You didn’t realize why until you moved to get up. Stopping when you felt something touch your butt.
Quickly you sat back down on Mark, which resulted in a moan.
Shocked you looked at Mark, he had his eyes closed and his lip between his teeth.
Without saying another word you moved your hips
Which resulted in another moan from Mark.
“We don’t have much time please keep moving” Mark groans putting his hands on your hip to help you move faster.
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i wish jaemin was real😔
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✰ dating na jaemin.
you become his responsibility.
jaemin loves to take care of those he adores, so getting into a relationship with him means that he would do anything for you, literally. you could randomly throw in how you ran out of a perfume you liked and wake up the next morning to a package of the exact same brand, a small note from jaemin attached to it saying he “coincidentally saw it”. he is the type to pull out your chair for you before you could even get near it, and wouldn’t think twice about sacrificing his seat for you if there were none left. he would never let you open the door yourself, instead rushing ahead and pulling it open so you can get in first. the type to tug you closer to prevent anyone from bumping into you. jaemin loves to shower you with acts of service to show you how much he appreciates you.
long phone calls are a MUST.
whenever he has the opportunity to, jaemin doesn’t think twice before dialing your number and calling you. his schedule could be booked and busy, yet he would find a gap somewhere in between it where he could quickly call you, just to tell you he misses you. he anticipates these phone calls, perhaps they’re the highlight of his day. he can’t go a day without at least one call, even if it’s short. they could be the most useless calls, the ones where you just ramble about how you saw some pretty scenery on your way back home, and jaemin would listen to you with a small smile present on his face. the calls could last for hours as he refuses to hang up yet, begging you to stay on the line just for a few more minutes. jaemin enjoys hearing your voice, which is why he always makes sure to call you before he goes to sleep, putting your voice on speaker while he slowly dozes off.
endearingly jealous jaemin.
you would barely be able to tell that jaemin is feeling jealous, it’s almost too unnoticeable. jaemin tries to not get jealous because he doesn’t want to come off as a typical ‘possessive’ and ‘insecure’ boyfriend. still, you’re able to pick up on the force in his smile and his short tense responses. jaemin would reassure you that he is alright, because admitting to being jealous is much more embarrassing to him. it would take a lot of pestering to get him to admit to being jealous, especially if the jealousy formed over something really small such as your friends interacting with you. he’d have a sheepish smile on his face as he tells you that perhaps he felt a bit jealous seeing you get complimented by your other friends, sulking about how he should be the only one who can tell you you’re beautiful. jaemin tends to get jealous over harmless things, but it only reassures you how much he truly likes you (preferably all to himself)
how he asked you out.
it would take jaemin quite a while to admit to himself that he likes you. it’s simply because jaemin is picky with his ideal types and wants to take his time to discover whether the person he plans on pursuing truly fits him like he wants them to. once jaemin assures himself that you’re the one, he’d dwell on how to ask you out. a part of him would want to make it something big, a moment neither of you will forget, and another side of him wants to be casual about it, instead keeping it simple yet sweet. jaemin would opt to go with the fancier route and ask you out to dinner with him. he’d pay for all your meals, compliment you the whole night, and hold your hand while the two of you are walking outside. he’d tug you to the side where it’s just the two of you before admitting his feelings to you in a heartfelt confession. he’d tell you that there is no rush, and how you don’t need to accept it if you don’t reciprocate his feelings (even if that would crush his heart). no worries though, because you’re more than willing to reciprocate those feelings of his and officially becomes his significant other.
kisses.
kissing jaemin would be the epitome of romance. the tingling sensation that travels through your body as he’d place his hand on your jaw, tilting your head to look him right in the eye makes you grow weak. he’d lean in slowly, searching your face for any discomfort and hoping to see the green lights in your eyes. “is this okay?” he’d whisper under his breath, yet you can hear him perfectly. jaemin would wait for you to respond back with words, waiting for consent. and as you give it to him, he slowly craves in and place his lips on yours. the kiss is soft and slow, and you can feel the love emitting into the air. it almost feels like fireworks are exploding in the air as your lips move in synch. kissing jaemin feels like time slows down and it’s just the two of you. you’re not sure how long your lips have been attached for, and you don’t really care either.
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Our Little Secret˗ˏˋ꒰ ♣️꒱
<CEO!jaehyun x assistant!fem!yn>
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synopsis: yn finally gets a job but her ceo just so happens to be the same guy who made the porn video she was masturbating to a couple days ago!
part 01
A/N: a lot more of you than I expected wanted a part two so I delivered. Excuse the long wait but…I guess it’s sort of a Christmas gift! Merry Christmas 🎄!
office romance // CEO x assistant // sort of slow-burn // smut // degrading // consent asking // secret dating // public sex // in the bathroom // drunk sex // sneaky
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Eyes fluttering open, yn’s met with the sleeping face of her CEO. In the blink of an eye, she’s reminded of everything that happened last night.
I must’ve been stupid! Was I drugged?? Just how the hell did I do that???
Without a second of hesitation, she quickly turns around to leave her bed but her wrist is quickly stopped. “Will you really leave me like that?” he asks with a low and husky voice. He groans a couple times, stretching his body.
“I will. Let’s not mention this anymore.” yn twists her wrist to break free but it’s useless. His grip is too firm. “Let me go!”
“You agreed to this, remember? You wanted this..” his voice was sly, she caught onto his manipulation in a second.
“Jaehyun-ssi. I’m your assistant. Let’s keep our relationship professional. I don’t know what went through me yesterday.” with more wiggling, she set her hand free and got up, pulling the blanket around her body—leaving his hot skin feel the cold air of their room. Jaehyun scoffs, getting up to clothe himself.
As yn was sunken in her daydreams, her phone beeps loudly. “Come in my office” from none other than Jaehyun. She sighs, wanting nothing more than to avoid him. So much for getting a good job.
She knocks diligently on his door before sliding through. Yn bows lightly, giving him a professional smile. “How may I help you?”
Jaehyun squints his eyes in disgust at her sudden proffesionalism. “What’s with you…Anyways, settle a team dinner this evening. You may choose the location, just don’t choose anything cheap.”
“Understood. I’ll do that…Do you have any preferences? …Something specific you’d like to eat?” her eyes grow curious as she pulls out a small notebook to write it down.
“You.” he replies boldly, staring right in her now flustered eyes. His smirk grows as he carefully licks his lips.
“Uhm..Well…I’ll just choose on my own then..” she blabbers, excusing herself out of his office.
“Wait.”
Her head turns around, a bit worried at what else he might say. “What is it?”
“What we did last night…it wasn’t something wrong. Don’t be ashamed of it.” his tone was reassuring but he wasn’t making eye contact with her.
She bows, avoiding his words and exiting his room.
Yn’s eyes flutter closed when her alarm suddenly jolts her awake. It was her 7pm alarm for their team dinner. She wipes her eyes and tries to straighten her suit back on her. Without hesitating, she walks up to Jaehyun’s office, gently knocking on it. “Jaehyun-ssi..?” Opening the door she finds him working diligently on some paperwork. Looking up above his glasses frames, his eyebrows raise lightly, asking her to continue. “Uhm…It’s 7pm. We should head to the dinner table.” Jaehyun nods, setting his pen down and taking his glasses off, letting his hair flow past his dark eyes. “Alright then. Let’s get going. I’ll drive us there.”
Getting in his car, yn carefully takes out her makeup pouch, opening the car mirror and starting to retouch her look and even adding a couple special details. Like a touch of glitter on her eyelids, a brighter highlighter in the corner of her eyes, a darker blush and a nice dark red lipstick, enhancing her feminine appearance. Although the car was moving all throughout her get-ready-with-me scene, her makeup was flawless and it looked as if she did this before.
As she places everything back, Jaehyun’s look turned to her during a stop. “Did you really have to get this dolled up just for a team dinner? When did you even change outfits..” he asks, almost scoffing. Yn would like to think it’s jealousy, but her mind refused to do that.
“I like dolling myself up everywhere. And I quickly ran home to grab this outfit. It’s pretty, right?” she gives him a smile before putting her pouch away, smacking her lips and analysing her work in the car mirror. Jaehyun was so mesmerised by her…dressed in all white. Her tight short tweed skirt matching with her cropped tweed coat which revealed her collarbone and waist. As Jaehyun admired her curves and beauty the cars started honking angrily behind him. He clears his throat, “We’re almost there so you better finish up.”
And as the car slows down, he steps out, hurrying to yn’s door to open it. This made her stop a little. Why is he doing this? Shouldn’t I be the one assisting him? But still, she bowed lightly, avoiding eye contact and rushed inside the bar.
“Just where did you take us?” Jaehyun asks, stepping in close behind yn, looking all over the place for a table with their teammates.
“There!” Yn points to a table far in a corner of the well decorated and expensive-looking restaurant and then waves happily. Jaehyun eyes her from top to bottom, letting out a faint smile at her childish behaviour.
“Yaaah!! You two are finally here!!….sir!” Jisung, one of her coworkers, exclaims while waving.
“Hello, hello. Did you guys order food yet?” she asks, taking off her coat
“Of course!” Jungwoo replies excitedly. Yn giggles at his behaviour.
Watching everyone get along sort of made Jaehyun feel left out. It reminded him how little he actually knew about his employees. He sits down and tries to awkwardly ease himself into the vibe of the dinner. Jaehyun didn’t want to make it overly difficult as he’s their boss but it did feel like the atmosphere was getting heavy.
As he sat down, the whole table got silent and bowed lightly. “Good evening, sir.” Jungwoo said to break the silence. He pats his palm on the chair next to him for yn to sit on. Before she could react, Jaehyun pulls her arm and forces her down on the seat next to him. It startles her but she tries to stay calm and laugh it off.
“How about we start with some soju?” yn suggests, picking up a bottle of soju and opening it. She pours a shot to everyone sitting at the table before sitting back down and holding her cup up. “Cheers! And thank you to our boss for taking us out for dinner tonight~!” she says cheerfully making everyone happily saying “cheers!” while clinking their glasses together.
“Thank you, boss!” they each say, making Jaehyun awfully flattered. “My pleasure, my pleasure…” he’d say before quickly downing the shot to ease the awkwardness.
Shot after shot, Jaehyun was getting tipsier and tipsier. Sure he handled his alcohol but 4 bottles was definitely overfilling. Everyone was getting worried but secretly they enjoyed it since they could unwind and quit being so strict because of Jaehyun’s presence.
“Jeong-ssi..wake up…we should go home.” yn asks, shaking him lightly but he was fast asleep. “Jeong-ssi?” she tries to shake him harder, making him groan and reposition himself, accidentally knocking down a glass of red wine on yn’s expensive white outfit. The gasps and the clinking of the wine glass wakes Jaehyun up. He begins to quietly apologise and to sleepily look everywhere for paper towels to wipe her dry.
“..’m so sorry…Sorry, sorry…I apologise, beautiful…” his murmuring was hard to decode but for some forbidden reason, yn understood it very well.
“I’ll go to the bathroom. The tissues are probably all there.” she says, getting up and trying to still smile despite being utterly furious. Her outfit was so expensive, and she bought it the night prior. Wine is so difficult to remove, as well. It really couldn’t get any worse than this.
Yn storms off to the bathroom leaving Jaehyun dazed in his chair. “..wait…yn…let me come help you. I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” he murmurs again, struggling to get up and then once he’s got himself on both feet he attempts to walk towards yn, grabbing her hand tightly once he reached her.
Her head turns around worried but then calms down when her eyes are met with a sleepy Jaehyun who’s struggling to keep himself stable on both feet. “Let me help you.” he struggles to say, finally making eye contact with her.
“Jeong-ssi, you can’t help me…I’m entering the girl’s bathroom.” she tries to explain but is cut off by Jaehyun suddenly having the strength to pull her in the bathroom and pinning her to one of the sinks.
“It’s okay…my eyes are only on you, anyways…” he murmurs, sliding his hands under her ass and pulling her up to sit on the edge of the sink. He turns on the water silently and begins to struggle to remove the wine stain.
“It’s useless…Forget it. I’ll just throw it..” yn says with disappointment escaping her lips. She pouts, looking away.
“Oh…I’m sorry…I’m so sorry….How..how can I make it up to you..?” he asks, his eyes switching between staring at her eyes and her lips.
“Uhm…I’ll just appreciate it if you could—“ her words were abruptly interrupted by his lips smashing against hers. His violent yet passion love escaping his every breath. Yn didn’t hold herself back either, there was passion hidden behind the both of them and it was finally unveiled now.
Taking her coat off, Jaehyun overhears some girls coming into the bathroom. He quickly and skillfully—despite being 4 bottles drunk—carries her to one of the stalls, slamming the door behind him. Throughout his impressive move, he never let go of her lips. Savouring her every inch.
“…Yn-ssi…” he whispers, trying to not be overheard by the girls outside of their stall.
Yn’s dazed gaze looks up at him. “..yeah..?”
“I..I really don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself from doing this to you…” he continues, his voice getting louder. The girls seemed to notice since their voices get lost and they make sure to close the door behind them. “I’m really sorry…It’s all a blur right now but..I’m sorry. Let me make it up to you.” he finishes, his husky tone reminding yn of those god-forsaken videos he published.
She gulps, avoiding eye contact with him. “You’ll…you’ll be alright, yeah..?” he asks, slowly tipping her coat over her shoulders, revealing them to the cold air. “If I…If I kiss you like this…over here” he murmurs as he leans into the edge of her neck and collarbone, pressing long and hot kisses, trailing his tongue up to the back of her ear. “…you’ll let me kiss you like this, right?” he continues to ask even though he clearly knows yn is in no position to answer any questions right now. She’s hardly able to keep her legs stable.
“Yn…” Jaehyuns sloppy hands wander to her chest, unbuttoning her shirt and pulling it apart, revealing her white and laced bra, cupping her breasts snug. “How do you like your breasts touched..?” he continues, sliding his hand to yn’s back and unclipping her bra efficiently, letting it fall down as her boobs bounce out. “Do you like them fondled?” he adds as he replicates with his hands what his words produce. “Or…maybe you like them licked?”
His words were menacing. They were driving yn absolutely crazy. Her core was never as hungry as it was right now. It’d swallow just about anything. Her thighs instinctively rub against eachother, creating friction where she needed it the most. “J-Jeong-ssi…” she manages to utter.
“Yes..Tell me, baby…How do you like it? I really want to feel good with you.” His gaze was fixated on yn’s dazed one.
“Please…s-stop the teasing…I..I want you.”
Jaehyun nods, a clear smirk forming on his face. “I’ll give you exactly what you need but…our little secret shouldn’t be disclosed, you know. You should keep quiet..” he adds, untying his tie and wrapping it around yn’s mouth, making her bite on it. “Good girl. Now let go for me..”
His hands slide to her hot and wet core, making her squeal just from barely brushing his fingers against her laced panties. His excitement takes him over and he shoves two fingers up her tight cunt. Yn bites hard on the tie, letting out muffled moans as her legs part for him to have space. “Fuck…How the fuck are you this sexy..?” he exhales, thrusting his fingers hard right where she needed it the most.
“Cum, cum for me..come on…I can feel you tightening your slutty muscles around me. Let it go…”
And as if on command, yn unleashes the knot in her stomach and cums on his fingers, leaving them nice and glossed as well as your pussy ready to take him in. After a couple praises and kisses on your forehead, he quickly takes his already hardened length and shoves it inside. “Ahh..so nice and cozy here…I prepped you so well. So nice for me. I love you.” he groans as his pace speeds up, letting the wet squelching and skin slapping fill the bathroom. The both of them desperately hoping that no one else could hear them.
Yn’s nails dig into his strong arms which hold into her waist tightly. As if making her his, Jaehyun’s gaze refuses to leave her lustful face. It looked to perfect. Perfectly ruined by him. It’s as if an artist were looking at his artwork. Teary eyes, unable to stay open, a wet tie which was stuck between her teeth, grabbing on it tight to keep any moan safe in her throat. She gulps as she feels the knot in her stomach tighten once more. Yn looks up at him pleadingly.
“I’ll make you cum again, love. Don’t worry. You can let go as many times as you want with me.” and as if these words were magic once again, her cunt tightens around his pulsating length as she releases everything on him, her legs giving out. Jaehyun successfully catches her before falling. “Stay with me. I’m not done yet.” so he continues to thrust into her sensitive cunt.
Despite biting hard onto the tie, her moans failed to be contained. That’s when Jaehyun heard the door being opened again. He smacks his hand on her mouth continuing to slowly and carefully thrust into her. As if the situation weren’t already exciting—having sex with her boss in a public bathroom—everything just got 10x more exciting for yn.
Jaehyun leans down to her ear, “Can you imagine how slutty you must sound right now?” he carefully whispers, trying his hardest to finish his sentence from all the whimpering.
His words turned yn on a lot. As if her cunt weren’t already wet enough, it felt as if it just came again. Jaehyun chuckles. “You came again? From my words only?” he laughs, mercilessly pounding in her once he hears the bathroom door close again.
And with a couple more slams, Jaehyun pulls out, carefully releasing his load on her stomach. His moans melted yn’s ears. They were the song she could only hear for herself—a very special song.
As the two are left panting, the alcohol suddenly leaves the both of them, making them stare in shock at what they just did. “D-do you think anyone found out..?” yn asks, with a hint of excitement.
“Don’t worry. I’ll protect you of anything.” he reassures, although his gaze wasn’t fixated with yn’s.
After carefully cleaning yn’s stomach up, along with her coat, they decide they should go back to their table.
“What took you two so long?” Jungwoo cluelessly asks. After a closer inspection, he notices yn’s messed up hair and lipstick. “Hey…did you two…”
“—I think it’s getting awfully late! What do you think, Jeong-ssi? Shouldn’t we go home?” yn tries to avoid the obvious question, unconsciously fixing her hair and wiping her lipstick.
“Yn-ah! I’ll call you an uber! You shouldn’t drive after drinking..” Jungwoo says, calling an uber from his phone.
“Ah—it’s really fine I’ll…!!”
“I already called it…ask him to take our boss home too, yeah?” he adds with a cheerful smile followed by a wink which made yn laugh nervously.
“You heard him..let’s wait for our uber…” she adds, linking arms with a still tipsy Jaehyun.
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Red Light. | N.JM
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— Prologue: “Baby just the tip, i promise.”
— Summary: You and your boyfriend Jaemin get the cab back home however, your boyfriend can’t keep his hands off you.
— Genre: Smut. Cockwarming. Public sex literally at the back of the cab. Needyboyfriend!jaemin. Exhibitionist. Slight voyeurism Jaemin. Mention of first time squirting. Jaemin’s literally pussy starved this man cannot wait. Unprotected sex. The name terms used ‘good girl’ ‘pretty slut’. They get caught at the end.
— Notes: This trope does something to me.
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Your boyfriend and you decided to get the cab home after having a double date dinner with your friends. The night ended when you and Jaemin couldn’t wait anymore. During the entire dinner let’s just say your boyfriend was literally touching you at every end of your will considering how good you look it’s a torture to stare and sit still. Your boyfriend can’t wait. You didn’t know what else to do except to call early and tell your two friends you need the cab.
“Yeah sorry Mark, something came up. It was nice having dinner though with you guys.” You fake a smile at your friend and Mark being the gullible person he was believed you.
He believes that you actually had something important coming up. You’re glad your friend trusts you so much considering you’re now fighting between your inner conflict of slapping your boyfriend’s hand under the table that’s right at the hem of your panty line ready to sneak his touch in between your two pretty thigh gaps touching his hands.
You wish your frown was visible but you couldn’t make your expression obvious so now you’re just squeezing your thighs together hoping your boyfriend gets the memo that he can’t be doing this in a public restaurant, in front of your two friends.
“Yeah… I promise I’ll make it up for you, right Jaemin?” You now said turning to your boyfriend with a hidden glaring smile and your voice was hoarse and gritty when speaking to him.
Your boyfriend turns his blank gaze to Mark and his girlfriend who are watching the both of you. There was some tension between you guys especially when your expression fell into hard solid form when speaking to your boyfriend about the problem that came up. “Hm? Oh yeah, we definitely will reschedule our double date on a better day.” He says and you turn your sharp glare away standing up with your dress and Jaemin was quick enough to take his hand away from between your thighs.
Leaving the restaurant wasn’t easy either. Jaemin’s hands always found a way to grope around your waist or your ass down below your dress you keep trying to fight the urge to snap at him. You have no idea why your boyfriend was deciding to suddenly out of nowhere act out like this.
Once the cab arrives in front of the restaurant you snuck in first and Jaemin goes inside after you. The black cab had tainted windows in the back and he found that to be convenient knowing that he will not have the patience to get back home to take a taste of you. Your cab driver starts to drive when you direct him to the address of your house.
Hand snuck around your waist and Jaemin’s face was hidden on the nape of your neck breathing and taking in your scent. It was sweet and warm. It reminds him of coffee in some way. Your breath quickens when his hands caresses your thighs going up, and up, until he reaches the higher ground. Your eyes shift to your boyfriend’s stoic face that shows no emotion but flatness. You knew damn well what he was feeling behind those black eyes.
Jaemin whispers near your face, his hot breath drawing on you as if you were a white blank canvas and he was the painter. “Get on my lap baby, I need to be inside of you.”
The words he tells you were so simple but so complex knowing that you’re literally in the back of the cab on your way home and the ride from the city back to your house will be a little longer drive especially with the night life traffic going on. You want to cuss knowing how much your boyfriend’s mind was already made up. There’s no point trying to change his decision. He already knows what he wants and he needs you.
Your eyes widen as did your perfectly red lips. “Jaemin you can’t be serious right? We’re on our way home can’t you wait for a minute?” You snapped quietly knowing the driver could hear even the slightest of yells.
The situation was already arousing so much, Jaemin hearing your sharp snapping makes him think how attractive you are when you’re angry or even scolding him? Jaemin can’t handle much of your voice either he just keeps imagining flashbacks of you moaning everytime he was inside you. All those memories keep invading his brain and sight. It’s all he can see and hear nowadays was just you moaning out his name while you’re being a pillow princess in your shared double bed.
“I can’t wait. You kept me waiting long enough Y/n.”
He shakes his head as if this was already decided between the both of you. If it’s done discreetly than none of you will get caught and that’s a happy ending right?
You feel his hot breath against your cheek while his mouth plants soft and slow kisses on your jawline and down your neck just above the jawline he has just kissed. As if he was waiting for your approval. But of course he knows you will into the idea, you never leave your boyfriend behind when he wants something from you. “Baby just the tip, i promise.” He softly whispers into your ears bringing the face back up to be next to your pierced ears wearing those pretty diamond earrings.
You thickly swallow your saliva building in your mouth knowing how you’re starting to vision how he would be only inside you, not moving and not doing anything. It wouldn’t look weird if you’re sitting on your boyfriend’s lap. The driver up front wouldn’t even notice.
“Okay just the tip.” You whisper slowly. Jaemin gave a little smirk knowing you’re about to move on to his lap. The body weight pressing on his crotch while Jaemin was sneaky enough to wrap the hands on the surface of your beautiful thighs while you feel the zipper pull down below and the harden crotch pressing against the crack of your ass just makes you shiver. You’ve never done something like this with your boyfriend or even with your past lovers; but this wasn’t nearly as exciting as anything you did before and this new level of excitement and intimacy you’re about to unlock with Jaemin.
Your boyfriend pressed the tip on your entrance and slowly and surely pushed inside feeling your walls growing on him like it was a circle squeezing and squeezing him out of you even more. Your mouth parts like the waves landing on the shore as the intense pressure forming from down below stretching you out much. Your hand pressed over your mouth and you bite your palm to make any noise die off.
He slips out low groans at the back of your neck kissing down your spine while you are seating on your boyfriend’s lap casually watching your hands curling up into a ball. The warmth and fullness of your body giving him so much ecstasy.
It was unbelievable how good it feels to be inside you not moving or doing anything but it was just as intense as if he was moving around.
Your eyes waver when your boyfriend spread his kisses on your shoulders as his hands caress up and down your thighs. Your stomach was at its wits ends right now. “You feel good? I feel so good… I missed your warmth so much.” Jaemin whispers bringing his lips to your ears giving it a small loving kiss.
You breathe out heavily. “Mhm…” and your mind goes to wander many things as you try not to move too much. The back of the cab starts to move again and now you’re going through these speed bumps which makes your bodies rock even more against each other while pressing your back against his chest.
Jaemin groans deeply suddenly while he sucks on your neck, the intimacy of your bodies rocking back and forth like a carousel would makes your brains turn off and the electric impulses you feel running in your blood making it go warm when your boyfriend was kissing your skin and sucking on it causing gentle reddish marks to form. “Fuck… baby move your hips against me gently.” He pleads nearly.
You bite your tongue as you do as he said, your hips rut in small movements at the backside while you’re sitting on the lap. “Fuck, Jaemin…”
Watching you moan his name like that while trying to be quiet wasn’t working in your boyfriend’s favour, it was making your boyfriend go ballistic hearing how pretty you sound. He can’t get enough of you. It wasn’t enough for him no matter what you’re doing Jaemin keeps wanting you as if you’re gravity pulling him down with you.
His hands move inside your panties now when you least expected as you’re focusing on your body steadily keeping it on his lap as the cab shakes time to time you didn’t want to fall off. Your boyfriend was sly and he slowly rubs circles on your clit which makes you flinch at the sudden contact of his long slender fingers creating a new pleasure to enter your body. It was filling your head with joy. To feel your boyfriend down there rubbing you in circles while the driver was driving.
Trying to not make it so obvious what you’re doing you start to struggle holding it in. Jaemin saw how your eyes were watering and you’re trying not to press too much pressure otherwise you would’ve moaned a much louder tone.
“My pretty slut enjoys getting fingered by her boyfriend in the back of the cab? Oh my… Y/n you’re so dirty.”
You close your eyes as Jaemin pushed in the fingers into your wet hole making small wet noises to come out between your shaking legs as his cock was bending your walls with powerful thrusts. The intensity of him inside your interior womb was just rubbing your shoulders by his forehead while pressing such deadly wet kisses on your body, while he was nastily moving his fingers roughly in and out of you. All your broken voices in your head was killing you to let them out.
It never crossed your mind once to think your boyfriend would ever be like this in public with you.
Somehow this makes it even more arousing than you might of expected it to be. You hate how your boyfriend’s touches were engraved to your muscle memory. Every part of him was a memory you remember. It just makes your walls crumble and your guard will always be lowered when your boyfriend touched you. He knows your love language was physical touch as well and this made it all so much harder to ignore your boyfriend.
“Fuckfuck… Jaemin… stop we will get caught.” You eagerly tell him when you’re feeling your stomach flipping upside down.
Jaemin smirks with his eyes watching yours. They were so crystal clear and they are watering at every second the fingers slipping out of your wet cunt. “You think I actually care if we get caught baby? Darling don’t be afraid and give our cab driver a good show.”
He was teasing you, it’s obvious but in the moment you feel everything hitting you with all hundred percent. You bite on your inner cheek as the pace of the fingers were increasing the amount to bury deep in your sweet soothing cunt as your breath quickens and now your chest was pounding full on with your heart racing at each moment he was latching at your body keeping you close.
You moan into your palm hurriedly, your moans were getting too hard to keep track of. Jaemin’s fingers were kissing your thick and soft walls while his free hand was running in your thick and silky soft hair, as if he was brushing them away from your face so he can see how red your cheeks were.
In your mind you were a literal mess. Shaking and trembling with your weight pressing on the lower body with your boyfriend’s cock deeply buried twitching while he occasionally thrusts inside while your nub was quickly teased between the two fingers.
Jaemin’s thumb and index finger pinch at your clit causing you to cry out suddenly while you had your teeth biting at your own tongue.
“Ah! Shit… shit… m’feels so good.” You mumble you couldn’t even think of anything else to distract yourself from this. All you had on your mind was how much you want to cum on his fingers. Even the scorching knot heating your abdomen below was threatening to burst.
Jaemin knew you were about to release before you knew it yourself. It’s like you couldn’t even keep track of your own body’s release and Jaemin was making sure your body remembers him so much you’re going to scream his name out. It was like a promise song he will always keep you at.
The release you didn’t even know was coming had you suddenly moaning much louder and you failed to keep it inside as you bury your head in your two palms out as your boyfriend’s fingers were rubbing fanning up and down on your red swollen causing clit causing your folds to tear open a powerful orgasm with your own pussy juice making your legs split open and shatter as it all falls out of you like a thunderstorm before the calm.
It didn’t even occur to you that you’re about to cum but your boyfriend had you thinking so much you were blanking out in between the intense moments of his hand between your thighs while he was inside your cunt so deep you can barely describe how far he was inside of you.
Jaemin’s trousers were wet and he was enjoying your leak so much he didn’t stop moving the fingers against your clit as he made you spill so much more. At this point you were bouncing on his lap as you’re crying out with pleasure for your own salvation and help right now.
“That’s it, good girl… good girl.” Jaemin coos against your face kissing your cheek as you’re here breathing and panting heavily with your half eyelids open.
At the same time he saw your droopy expression telling him how good you’re feeling. It must’ve been like you were put into a different dream, or perhaps it feels like a dream to you knowing how good your body was under going underneath what he caused you to feel.
“Ahh… fuck I came… ahhh no way…”
You whimper a few curse spells while you try to move on the lap while your boyfriend’s cock was still buried deeply in your folds. All your orgasm was creaming now against the tip of his shaft.
Your brain took a few seconds to register that you squirted all over the cab flooring and his trousers. Now it was everything so wet you didn’t even think you could orgasm this way. Your dress was slightly crumpled up. Your boyfriend’s clothes are wrinkled and wet from your squirting. Your eyes were feeling heavy as much as your red lipstick was stained when Jaemin brought his face over to rub his thumb over your bottom lip that has little drool from your moans.
The lipstick smudged over to your corner of the lips and the chin while Jaemin looks at you, you look like a messy considering your hair was slightly more messy and you press your mouth together softly when you’ve calmed down.
“Where are we…? Almost home?” You mumble and Jaemin looks up front with a smile seeing how your cab was at the red light.
“We’re at a red light, princess.” He whispers brushing some hair out of your face. Your eyes were tired and you manage to see up front the driver gawking his attention over at you both in the back seats while his eyes glued to you and the entire mess at the back of the cab while your boyfriend was having his hands possessively wrapped around your waist.
The driver shakes his head in slight disappointment and also shock knowing what you guys did there but he didn’t say anything. But you knew deep down some minor shame and at the same time your heart was shattering in embarrassment.
But your boyfriend? He had no shame. He was shameless and smirking as he squeezed his arms around you some more.
“Since we’re at a Red Light, can you give me another orgasm Y/n?” The shameless smirk on Jaemin’s face makes you think he must be the incarnate of the devilish spirit. “I think our driver wants to see more of you…”
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Our Little Secret˗ˏˋ꒰ ♣️꒱
<CEO!jaehyun x assistant!fem!yn>
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synopsis: yn finally gets a job but her ceo just so happens to be the same guy who made the porn video she was masturbating to a couple days ago!
A/N: let me know if you want me to continue this
office romance // CEO x assistant // sort of slow-burn // smut // degrading // consent asking // secret dating
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Yn takes a deep breath in when her number is called. “Number 25?” a lady in her 40s called, viewing the many other people beside yn above her glasses frame. Yn springs up from her seat, startling the others next to her. “25! I’m 25”; the lady seems unimpressed, “Follow me.”
She follows her carefully into the interview room which had 3 chairs for the candidates, and a long table to fit 3 evaluators. Two other candidates were already seated and waiting for yn’s arrival. “Sit down, please.” the lady points to the only empty chair as yn bows lightly and sits down. Standing in this very chair made yn remember just how important this job was.
The man from the middle from the evaluators seems focused on his papers, shifting through them diligently, taking occasional looks at the three potential employees in front of him. Beside him, to yn’s right, was a woman with a really prominent red lipstick, and on yn’s left was another man, dressed in a suit with a red tie. That man took one quick look at the papers and began speaking. “Introduce yourselves.” His voice was firm and steady, it made yn sort of intimidated.
Candidate number 1 began speaking; and then candidate number 2. They each said their impressive stories in less than two sentences. And now it was yn’s turn to surprise everyone.
“Candidate 3?” the man from the middle looks up from his paper, above his small glasses frames. His voice sounded very familiar to yn for some reason. This weird feeling made her forget her words.
“Uhm..Yeah. Sorry. I’m…My name is Yn. I uhm..I graduated from xxx University with a degree in xxx. I think I’m suited for this job because…well because I’m….” her tongue twists and her sentences make no more sense anymore.
The guy in the middle looks at her unimpressed. He seems bored out of his mind—actually, as if he’d seen people like this over and over in this single day. “Listen here, ms. yn. I don’t know what you went through or how tragic your backstory is—I just hope you know I take my job and my employees, along with their talents, very seriously. I don’t play around with cuties like you who have it all good because they’re pretty.” his words keep rambling, the woman from his left has to whisper him something to make him stop. However, his long narration made all the pieces put eachother perfectly in yn’s mind. She couldn’t believe it when she finally noticed why his voice sounded so oddly familiar and above anything, it made her weirdly turned on.
In that moment, her mind goes back to a couple nights before…
“Ah..fuck…” she moans out, sliding her dildo in and out, rubbing her swollen clit like her life depends on it.
“Come baby…Come with me~..fuck..” the voice from her phone rings. She picks it up from the couch and resumes watching the video of the sexiest guy she’d ever seen. A perfect body with an amazing vocabulary and a long and thick dick. His face was blurred out from the video but it didn’t even matter. His body spoke more words than his face anyways.
“Baby? ‘wanna cum with you…” he moans out, his palm hurrying on his hard length. “Come with me, yeah? I wanna feel your juicy cunt gripping my cock nice and well~”
Yn follows his pace with her dildo, letting faint moans escape her mouth. With a couple more thrusts, yn cums first as the guy continued to moan, soon reaching his orgasm as well. Yn listens through the whole video, wanting to see him release as well. Once he does, the video ends and she’s left in her quiet room, only her panting voice resonating in it and wet sounds from her dildo still inside her wet cunt.
Her mind snaps back to reality. The guy who has the closest possible voice match to the man that made her cum a couple days prior, is right in front of her…….interviewing her for a job. “Yn-ssi? Are you even paying attention to what I’m saying?” he asks in a bored tone. Yn gulps trying to get her mind back in place.
“I’m sorry, sir. Uhm…could you please give me another chance..?” the man sighs and sets his papers down, raising his eyebrows ready to hear her out one more time.
After she says her line and other questions are asked, she leaves the room feeling uneasy. Both that her interviewer who seemed to be the boss is actually also a porn star who posts erotic audios and videos for women to get off to—and also that she might’ve absolutely failed her job application.
But after a couple months, she receives an email telling her that she can start her job as the CEO’s assistant as well as congratulating her for obtaining such an important position. She’s left feeling an odd mix of emotions.
Yes, she was glad she got the job—a prestigious one at that—but..did it really have to be that CEO..? Regardless, she did as she was told and went to work the next day.
She’s met with wonderfully kind people who guided her well despite not being their intern. They all encouraged her to keep her head up, saying that their CEO is terribly strict and cold-hearted. Yn didn’t really know how to respond to those, having already heard him dirty talking and feeding into women’s praising kink multiple times before.
She slowly walks up to the CEO’s office door. A sturdy gray door with his name engraved in a plate which was screwed onto it.
“xxx Company CEO — Jeong Jaehyun”
She knocks three times, waiting for a response from the other side. “Come in.” his voice was firm and clear. Yn opens up the door slowly.
He’s sitting across the room, wearing a suit that seemed familiar. Now that she can see him from a closer angle, his arms looks familiar too. In every one of his videos, he wore a ring shaped in a snake which wrapped around his middle finger. It was always on his right hand. And now that she took a closer look, his ring was in the same place with the same design.
Yn clears her throat and adjusts her stance after analysing his outfit. “Well?” he asks making her quiver in nervousness.
“Uhm…My name is Yn. I was selected to be your new assistant! Thank you for selecting me, please be patient with me. I look forward to work with you, sir.” she says, bowing low to him.
“Well, no need to thank me. I chose you because you were suitable enough to be my new assistant. However, I mostly chose you to get a chance to talk something with you.” his voice was deep as he steps closer to her.
Yn stumbles back away from him, feeling her legs get weak from his voice. “What..what do you mean..?” her voice was small and quiet.
“I mean…I feel like you know something and that you’re hiding something from me. I don’t know if your little coworkers told you this but—my assistants never hid anything from me. So spit it out.” his eyes were intimidating and almost impatient.
“It’s not work related so I won’t be saying it. I apologise.” she tries to sneak herself out this situation.
Jaehyun chuckles and looks away unbelievably. “Listen here, miss. Whether it’s personal or work related, you tell me.” his demands reminded yn of his countless aggressive dominant porn videos making her cunt slowly quiver.
She looks away, unsure how to word her situation in the best way possible. As she’s thinking, Jaehyun sighs impatiently. “Have you, by any chance, heard me before? Somewhere else?” he seemed to catch on.
“Well…”
Jaehyun inches closer to her, making yn bump into the wall. “Hmm..” he analyses her expressions and body language. “I think I got it right..” he smirks when he sees her body be sensitive to his every move.
“Listen..It’s really not what it looks like-“ she tries to escape his grasp but he traps her in between his strong hands. Her face looks up at him in an apologetic way. “I..I’m sorry. I really didn’t want this to reach the surface—I was going to keep it a secret to not make it awkward between us…”
“Us..? Who’s us? We? Me and you? Don’t you think you view yourself a little too special?” he mocks as his hand sneakily slides up in between yn’s thighs. Her knees rub eachother as she can feel her core get hotter and wetter.
“Sir..please….let’s not..” she tries to take his hand away but he remains firmly.
“But I want to. And you’re my assistant so you should listen to what I say. Plus…you got off to my voice and videos until now, haven’t you? Wouldn’t it be better to experience this in real life..?” he asks, genuinely waiting for an answer from her, a bit unsure if he should really continue if she’s uncomfortable.
“I’m…I know I did that but..I don’t really feel alright with doing this with you..I’m sorry..” her head falls down in shame.
Jaehyun pulls his hand away and scratches the back of his neck, unsure of what to say. He clears his throat and goes back to his desk. “How does my program look today?” he asks not even looking at yn.
Yn panics, opening her notebook and checking his set program. “You have an appointment with your grandfather in about two hours.”
Jaehyun sighs. “Cancel it.”
“Sorry? Are you sure?!” her eyes grew surprised. She thought there must be something going on between him and his grandfather so she made sure not to push further.
“Yes. Don’t make me say it twice. You may leave.” he turns in his chair to face the large wall behind him made out of glass which stares into the city lit up by street lamps as if they were small fireflies.
Yn bows lightly before walking out the door.
The call with his grandfather did not go well. It made her realise just how much she’ll have to learn about his family and relatives, their names, their triggers, their phone numbers…And his grandfather definitely wasn’t an easy person to deal with. He was grumpy and always spoke in fancy language your ordinary young adult wouldn’t be able to recognise. Above all, he was very persistent. He told her that no matter what his grandson said, he wanted him at his house this evening. So after trying to argue with him for almost an hour, she bit her lip and finally agreed to bring him there—just to make his grandfather shut up.
After another twenty minutes of trying to figure out how to word it to Jaehyun in a way that won’t piss him off, she finally got up and knocked lightly on the door.
“Come in.” he said, clearly not expecting anything.
“Good afternoon, sir..” her knees trembled in nervousness and her words seemed to disappear from her mouth.
“Well? What do you need?” he asks looking at her above his glasses frames.
“Um. Right…Your grandfather…” she couldn’t even continue since Jaehyun already sighed heavily, taking off his glasses and pinching his nose bridge. Still, she continues. “I called him to tell him that you won’t be able to have dinner but…he’s sort of…”
“Annoying? I know. Don’t tell me you gave into his never-ending persistence…”
Yn bites her lip and nods, her eyes shut close as if he might throw something at her. Jaehyun groans in frustration instead.
“When is it?” he asks, sort of accepting his fate.
“In about an hour..” she replies with pity towards him.
Jaehyun rolls his eyes and gets up from his chair, grabbing his coat and wrapping it around his shoulders. “Come on. You’ll be my driver.”
“Sorry? Driver??”
“Yeah. You know how to drive a car, right?” he asks rhetorically, fixing the tightness of his watch on his slender wrist.
“Well…that wasn’t really on the application papers…” she mumbles but it’s still loud enough for Jaehyun’s eyes to widen in shock.
“Then how the fuck do you even imagine us to get there?!” he raises his voice.
“I don’t know?!! I thought you already had a personal driver!!” so does she.
“Don’t raise your voice at me, lady. Remember, I’m the boss in charge here!! You’re just my assistant.” after a long and heavy sigh, “Call an uber. You’re paying for it.”
“Why should I pay? You’re the one who’s rich here!!” she doesn’t let herself slip not even a little.
“Yes, but you’re my assistant. And you should listen to my words as your boss. Now go on, call a fancy uber for me.”
Yn shuts her eyes closed in disbelief before walking out and opening the uber app on her phone in the most annoyed way ever.
After a couple minutes of waiting for the uber, it finally sends a beep to her phone, signalling it’s waiting right in front of their building.
Yn opens the door to his office gently. “…Sir..your uber is here.” she whispers as to not disturb him.
“Alright then. Get ready. You’re coming with me.”
Yn buffers for a second, trying to process all his nonsense is really tiring. “I’m sorry? Why would I come with you?”
“Because I said so!” a sly smirk forms on his face as he walks past her.
Yn smiles at him with the fakest smile she could make. All her plans for tonight were cancelled just like that.
The two hop in the car which didn’t seem as expensive as Jaehyun was hoping. He gives Yn a look to which she just fakely smiles again. “I can’t afford limousines, sir.” she says sarcastically before wrapping the seatbelt around herself and staring out the window.
Once the car stopped, parking diligently, Jaehyun steps out of it along with yn. He straightens his coat and tightens his tie. Yn is carefully pulling out her hair from her scarf and sniffs her nose at the cold weather. She hurries to Jaehyun’s side and clears her throat, ready to face a very old-fashioned old man who is probably very strict and definitely doesn’t know how to joke around.
Jaehyun knocks four times at the big door which was supposed to be his grandfather’s. A lady opened the door for them. She had a thin body dressed in a white buttoned up shirt and a tight skirt which reached about two fingers above her knees. Her hair was tied tightly in a bun and her makeup was light but definitely there. She opened the door, lightly bowing.
“Welcome, Jaehyun-ssi.” she welcomes him with a gently smile. Her eyes turn to yn. “And you must be his new assistant. Welcome..” she bows one more time. Her politeness makes it a bit awkward but to tone it down, she bow as well.
The lady guides the two of them to the grand bedroom where his grandfather was waiting. He was sitting at a large table fancied with meals upon meals with side dishes. He hums when he notices the two of them enter.
Yn bows 90 degrees, greeting him in the most polite way possible. “Good evening, sir. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
His granfather nods in approval with a light smile. “You finally got yourself another woman assistant, huh?” he says, his voice grumbling.
Noticing the possible private conversation erupting, “I’ll leave you two.” she says, turning around for the door. Jaehyun grabs her hand, his face looks at her pleadingly, as if saying “please, for the love of god, stay with me.”
Her eyes widen in shock, mouthing out “why the fuck would I stay with you and your grandfather?!”
Jaehyun’s eyes grow more, his mouth turning into a pout. Yn never thought she’d see him this way.
“Why are you leaving? Stay here, let Jaehyun-ah introduce you to me.” his grandfather says, gesturing with his hand for yn to sit down at the table. So she gives in, she sits down and takes a deep breath.
There really wasn’t a way to make some time for herself tonight.
“Dig in! This food is for everyone here.” mr. Jeong insists as he sees yn be a little awkward.
She steals a glance to Jaehyun who is also visibly uncomfortable but it seemed as if he already knew what was expecting him.
“Jaehyun-ah, introduce her to me.”
Jaehyun sighs, “She’s my newest assistant. Her name is Yn and she’s brand new on the job. This is her very first day.”
“And…How is she?”
“She’s..fine. I haven’t gotten to see her true potential.”
Yn scoffs.
“Listen here, Yn-ssi. I’m pretty sure Jaehyun-ah never told you about his past experiences with his assistants..!”
Jaehyun groans in displeasure. “Don’t start rambling about that again…”
“They were all really bad at their jobs. One even tried to date Jaehyun-ah! Another one stole one of his most valuable watches!!” mr. Jeong seemed the most captivated in this story, although it felt as if he’s told this story multiple times. His enthusiasm makes yn catch onto it and be just as interested.
“Is that so..?” yn says in disbelief.
“And then he had one single female assistant once…”
Jaehyun smacks his fork on the table. “Pa, don’t.”
Yn glances at Jaehyun who seemed visibly annoyed and disturbed. Mr. Jeong sighs and sits back in his chair, giving up.
After eating in silence for a while, all of them finish their food and they say their goodbyes. Jaehyun unlocks one of his grandfather’s cars, opening the door for yn.
“So you knew how to drive this whole time?” she asks, getting in.
“Of course I did.”
The car starts and she stares out the window unsure whether to ask about what just happened or not.
“…You had another female assistant before me..?” she decides to take a leap of faith.
Jaehyun sighs, driving carefully. “I did.”
“Will you tell me about it?”
“Do you think we’re some friends?” his voice sounds pissed.
“Ah, sorry..” she looks out the window.
Jaehyun suddenly gets an idea. “How about we make a deal? I tell you about my last female assistant and you tell me more about your secret.”
“What secret?”
“The one I was trying to disclose~…You know..The non-work related thing..you should get into more detail…” his mouth curls into a smirk.
“Ah..” yn nods, unsure what to say.
“So? Deal?”
“I don’t know…”
“Hm, well, suit yourself.” he says, knowing well yn’s curiosity couldn’t last for more.
She grunts, giving in. “whatever..You go first.”
“Well…my last assistant….I really liked her. We started dating even though we knew our work could stop us from doing that. After a year or two of trying to make it work…she…uh, she cheated on me.”
Yn gasps, covering her mouth with her hand. “I’m..so sorry.”
“It’s fine. It’s in the past.”
“You still seem bothered by it.”
“That’s none of your business.” he says firmly. “Now it’s your turn.”
“Well…I sort of….always used your account..”
“is that so? In what way?” his face turned into a smirk.
“Oh, you know exactly in what way!” yn says, blushing.
“Fuck…” Jaehyun says under his breath. His car parks on the side of the road, in a more empty place. Yn notices his breathing getting heavier. “What were you doing to my videos, yn-ssi?”
“i…uhm…well…you know..”
“Tell me in detail.” he turns to yn, his eyes were growing with desire.
Yn was cornered. On one side, she wanted him so bad, ever since she started watching his videos, his dirty talk and his body was all she could ever dream of. But then again, this was her boss and she struggled so hard to get this job…
“Are you sure you want to do this, sir?” she asks first to be sure.
“I don’t know but right now…I don’t know for how long I can hold myself back..” he closes his eyes and tries to get the car started again.
“Are you sure you can drive like that..?” she says emphasising to his growing bulge.
“Shut up.” he snaps, continuing to drive forward.
Yn turns the other way, staring at the window, hoping her wet core would go away.
They both knew they wanted each other, there was just a slight something stopping them.
So when Jaehyun goes over a slight bump, it gets the both of you whimpering. “I..I’m sorry..” he says under his breath.
Yn nods to his apology, trying to keep her mind at bay at everything she wanted him to do to her.
Jaehyun slows down the car at the door to her house and stares down. “I’ll get…I’ll get going.” she says, pulling her purse close to her stomach and pressing the handle to open the door. His head raises suddenly.
“Let me escort you.”
Her head cocks slightly to the side. “Sorry?”
Before getting the chance to explain, he gets out of the car and opens the door for her. She walks by him to her door before thrning and awkwardly smiling at him.
“I’ll get going..!” she says one more time.
Jaehyuns eyes are fixated on her lips. With an inhale he leans in, sliding his hand behind her neck and pressing his lips close to hers. Although she knew this was wrong and could cost her her job, she didn’t stop him.
He deepens the kiss, lightly moaning into it. His other hand sneaks to the handle, pushing it down and slipping inside the warmth of her house. Not letting go of their hot kiss, they undress eachother of their coats. Jaehyun pulls away and stares at yn with a lovely smile before picking her up bridal style. “Where’s your bedroom, lovely?”
Yn points to a door a couple steps away and he walks directly there. “This is where you fucked yourself while listening to me moan?” he grunts, throwing her gently on the fluffy mattress, pressing his knees next to each side of her hips while he takes his shirt off, unbuttoning with tease.
“Tell me, baby. How did you play with yourself while watching me?” he moans, squeezing his aching length through his pants.
She looks away embarrassed while she slid her hand in her pants. He could see her hand moving around through the fabric. He grunts, looking at her with a lip bite and a smirk. “Look at me.” but she doesn’t. “I said look at me.” he repeats, grabbing her chin.
Her face was already showing pleasure and lust after only touching herself for such a short while. “So fucking horny for me…Already so wet~..” he grunts under his breath while his middle finger rubs in between her slit through her pants. She lets out light whimpers as her cunt tightens with every stroke. “Fuck..” he gasps, already feeling herself reaching close to her orgasm.
“Don’t tell me— Are you seriously going to cum from just this? Pathetic bitch.” his hand retreats and goes to his pants to unzip them.
Her mind was too blank to process his degrading but being called a “bitch” was a real turn-on. Yn licks her lips as he sees him pull out the dick she’s seen several times on pornhub but somehow looks 10x better in real life. “Fuck..I bet you’re fucking starving for my dick. You dreamed of it every time you saw it on my fucking porn page, right? Fucking beg for it, slut.”
“Mmh…Shit. Oh fuck, mr. Jaehyun…you have no idea how much I wanted to taste your delicious dick…please…pretty please~…” her eyes look up at him pleasingly as her mouth is an inch away from his pink tip.
Jaehyun curses beneath his breath before grabbing a fist-full of her hair and thrusting violently in her mouth. Tears form in her eyes as she gags at the sudden move. She can feel herself choking but he keeps going, taking him well, appreciating his every inch at how sweet it was—just like how she imagined it.
“Take it, bitch. Fucking take it..oh fuck…. fucking shit—“ she can feel his cock start to throb in her mouth as she prepares herself to take his delicious cream wholly.
“Such a whore. What a fucking slut I have here…A slut can’t live without her slutty cum, right? Take it, whore. Ah shit—take my cum~..”
there it was. his whimpers.
The ones she’d hear on his porn videos. Her pussy clenches and she moans on his cock as she receives his cum beautifully, tasting exactly as she anticipated.
He pulls his length out, pointing with his finger to her pants. Without a second of hesitation, she has them off. Her submissiveness makes him chuckle.
He awes at her messy cunt, throbbing and pulsating as if it just came. The tip of his cock collects all of her fluids, before sticking it in her entrance.
“Yn-ah.”
The use of her name wakes her up to reality.
“Tell me if you really want this.” he says firmly. “If…if you want, let’s stop here.”
Their eyes intertwined as she’s trying to process his words. “I..I want this.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, baby. Thank you. I promise I won’t make you regret it.” he kisses bellow her ear as he carefully slides his length in her slippery cunt. He lets out a long grunt which makes yn’s pussy clench around his length.
“Ah, shit. Fuck…Loosen up, baby…I can’t..shit…I can’t fuck you like this…Haha…I’ll just cum in you right away..” his grunts echo through her ears. Her breath gets heavier and she doesn’t seem to loosen up.
“Baby…baby baby. You’ll rip my cock off like this..ahng~” he moans. Although it hurt him a bit, he also fucking loved having his dick squeezed.
“Jaehyun..sir…ffuck…I’m so sorry~..” she cries out, unable to control her emotions around his handsome figure and voice. “Your voice…it’s such a turn-on~..” it hit him then that she was obviously most attracted to his voice since that’s why she continued to watch his videos.
He pets her hair whispering kind praises in her ear to help her ease up. His switch up from being overly aggressive to super sweet was confusing yn’s little cock-dumb brain but his kind words did help her breath calm down as well as give Jaehyun the opportunity to move inside her.
He takes the opportunity and starts to slowly thrust in and out, grunting in her ear with every thrust and blabbering about her amazing pussy. “So perfect. So wet. Oh fuck…I love you…” his thrust remain at the same rhythm, the only thing changing is the aggressiveness he slams into her cunt, thrusting his hips hard on hers and always hitting that sweet spot, sending yn into a moaning mess.
His hands pull on her hair as his thrusting picks up pace, making yn’s moans raise an octave. “Jae…Jaehyun…wait~…” her legs were giving out as his cock slid in and out her already worn out hole in a menacing pace.
“I want you so bad, baby…how could I slow down…” his husky voice sent yn in a moaning mess.
“S-stop…I’ll fucking squirt…oh fuck…” her moans get more desperate as he arms and legs wrap around his fit figure.
“Say my name, darling…let’s—ah, shit—let’s cum together~…” he almost begs with a needy tone. It doesn’t take her a moment of hesitation to get her moaning out his name as if he’s the only man on this earth that can get her feeling like this.
“Jaehyun~! Jae..!!” just then, he pulls his length out, letting her squirt all over his aching cock. He hovers over her stomach, releasing his sperm on it along with a long and pleased moan, almost making yn cum again.
They’re both left panting and catching their breaths and minds. Jaehyun collapses on yn’s body—her arms just wrap around his figure, lovingly. “What will happen to us after this..?” she asks, rubbing her thumbs on his spine.
His head turns to face her. “Let’s keep this out little secret for now, yeah?” his eyes were worn out but he still formed a light smile.
Yn scanned his expression before giving him another loving smile. “Alright. Our little secret..”
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Our Little Secret˗ˏˋ꒰ ♣️꒱
<CEO!jaehyun x assistant!fem!yn>
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synopsis: yn finally gets a job but her ceo just so happens to be the same guy who made the porn video she was masturbating to a couple days ago!
A/N: let me know if you want me to continue this
office romance // CEO x assistant // sort of slow-burn // smut // degrading // consent asking // secret dating
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Yn takes a deep breath in when her number is called. “Number 25?” a lady in her 40s called, viewing the many other people beside yn above her glasses frame. Yn springs up from her seat, startling the others next to her. “25! I’m 25”; the lady seems unimpressed, “Follow me.”
She follows her carefully into the interview room which had 3 chairs for the candidates, and a long table to fit 3 evaluators. Two other candidates were already seated and waiting for yn’s arrival. “Sit down, please.” the lady points to the only empty chair as yn bows lightly and sits down. Standing in this very chair made yn remember just how important this job was.
The man from the middle from the evaluators seems focused on his papers, shifting through them diligently, taking occasional looks at the three potential employees in front of him. Beside him, to yn’s right, was a woman with a really prominent red lipstick, and on yn’s left was another man, dressed in a suit with a red tie. That man took one quick look at the papers and began speaking. “Introduce yourselves.” His voice was firm and steady, it made yn sort of intimidated.
Candidate number 1 began speaking; and then candidate number 2. They each said their impressive stories in less than two sentences. And now it was yn’s turn to surprise everyone.
“Candidate 3?” the man from the middle looks up from his paper, above his small glasses frames. His voice sounded very familiar to yn for some reason. This weird feeling made her forget her words.
“Uhm..Yeah. Sorry. I’m…My name is Yn. I uhm..I graduated from xxx University with a degree in xxx. I think I’m suited for this job because…well because I’m….” her tongue twists and her sentences make no more sense anymore.
The guy in the middle looks at her unimpressed. He seems bored out of his mind—actually, as if he’d seen people like this over and over in this single day. “Listen here, ms. yn. I don’t know what you went through or how tragic your backstory is—I just hope you know I take my job and my employees, along with their talents, very seriously. I don’t play around with cuties like you who have it all good because they’re pretty.” his words keep rambling, the woman from his left has to whisper him something to make him stop. However, his long narration made all the pieces put eachother perfectly in yn’s mind. She couldn’t believe it when she finally noticed why his voice sounded so oddly familiar and above anything, it made her weirdly turned on.
In that moment, her mind goes back to a couple nights before…
“Ah..fuck…” she moans out, sliding her dildo in and out, rubbing her swollen clit like her life depends on it.
“Come baby…Come with me~..fuck..” the voice from her phone rings. She picks it up from the couch and resumes watching the video of the sexiest guy she’d ever seen. A perfect body with an amazing vocabulary and a long and thick dick. His face was blurred out from the video but it didn’t even matter. His body spoke more words than his face anyways.
“Baby? ‘wanna cum with you…” he moans out, his palm hurrying on his hard length. “Come with me, yeah? I wanna feel your juicy cunt gripping my cock nice and well~”
Yn follows his pace with her dildo, letting faint moans escape her mouth. With a couple more thrusts, yn cums first as the guy continued to moan, soon reaching his orgasm as well. Yn listens through the whole video, wanting to see him release as well. Once he does, the video ends and she’s left in her quiet room, only her panting voice resonating in it and wet sounds from her dildo still inside her wet cunt.
Her mind snaps back to reality. The guy who has the closest possible voice match to the man that made her cum a couple days prior, is right in front of her…….interviewing her for a job. “Yn-ssi? Are you even paying attention to what I’m saying?” he asks in a bored tone. Yn gulps trying to get her mind back in place.
“I’m sorry, sir. Uhm…could you please give me another chance..?” the man sighs and sets his papers down, raising his eyebrows ready to hear her out one more time.
After she says her line and other questions are asked, she leaves the room feeling uneasy. Both that her interviewer who seemed to be the boss is actually also a porn star who posts erotic audios and videos for women to get off to—and also that she might’ve absolutely failed her job application.
But after a couple months, she receives an email telling her that she can start her job as the CEO’s assistant as well as congratulating her for obtaining such an important position. She’s left feeling an odd mix of emotions.
Yes, she was glad she got the job—a prestigious one at that—but..did it really have to be that CEO..? Regardless, she did as she was told and went to work the next day.
She’s met with wonderfully kind people who guided her well despite not being their intern. They all encouraged her to keep her head up, saying that their CEO is terribly strict and cold-hearted. Yn didn’t really know how to respond to those, having already heard him dirty talking and feeding into women’s praising kink multiple times before.
She slowly walks up to the CEO’s office door. A sturdy gray door with his name engraved in a plate which was screwed onto it.
“xxx Company CEO — Jeong Jaehyun”
She knocks three times, waiting for a response from the other side. “Come in.” his voice was firm and clear. Yn opens up the door slowly.
He’s sitting across the room, wearing a suit that seemed familiar. Now that she can see him from a closer angle, his arms looks familiar too. In every one of his videos, he wore a ring shaped in a snake which wrapped around his middle finger. It was always on his right hand. And now that she took a closer look, his ring was in the same place with the same design.
Yn clears her throat and adjusts her stance after analysing his outfit. “Well?” he asks making her quiver in nervousness.
“Uhm…My name is Yn. I was selected to be your new assistant! Thank you for selecting me, please be patient with me. I look forward to work with you, sir.” she says, bowing low to him.
“Well, no need to thank me. I chose you because you were suitable enough to be my new assistant. However, I mostly chose you to get a chance to talk something with you.” his voice was deep as he steps closer to her.
Yn stumbles back away from him, feeling her legs get weak from his voice. “What..what do you mean..?” her voice was small and quiet.
“I mean…I feel like you know something and that you’re hiding something from me. I don’t know if your little coworkers told you this but—my assistants never hid anything from me. So spit it out.” his eyes were intimidating and almost impatient.
“It’s not work related so I won’t be saying it. I apologise.” she tries to sneak herself out this situation.
Jaehyun chuckles and looks away unbelievably. “Listen here, miss. Whether it’s personal or work related, you tell me.” his demands reminded yn of his countless aggressive dominant porn videos making her cunt slowly quiver.
She looks away, unsure how to word her situation in the best way possible. As she’s thinking, Jaehyun sighs impatiently. “Have you, by any chance, heard me before? Somewhere else?” he seemed to catch on.
“Well…”
Jaehyun inches closer to her, making yn bump into the wall. “Hmm..” he analyses her expressions and body language. “I think I got it right..” he smirks when he sees her body be sensitive to his every move.
“Listen..It’s really not what it looks like-“ she tries to escape his grasp but he traps her in between his strong hands. Her face looks up at him in an apologetic way. “I..I’m sorry. I really didn’t want this to reach the surface—I was going to keep it a secret to not make it awkward between us…”
“Us..? Who’s us? We? Me and you? Don’t you think you view yourself a little too special?” he mocks as his hand sneakily slides up in between yn’s thighs. Her knees rub eachother as she can feel her core get hotter and wetter.
“Sir..please….let’s not..” she tries to take his hand away but he remains firmly.
“But I want to. And you’re my assistant so you should listen to what I say. Plus…you got off to my voice and videos until now, haven’t you? Wouldn’t it be better to experience this in real life..?” he asks, genuinely waiting for an answer from her, a bit unsure if he should really continue if she’s uncomfortable.
“I’m…I know I did that but..I don’t really feel alright with doing this with you..I’m sorry..” her head falls down in shame.
Jaehyun pulls his hand away and scratches the back of his neck, unsure of what to say. He clears his throat and goes back to his desk. “How does my program look today?” he asks not even looking at yn.
Yn panics, opening her notebook and checking his set program. “You have an appointment with your grandfather in about two hours.”
Jaehyun sighs. “Cancel it.”
“Sorry? Are you sure?!” her eyes grew surprised. She thought there must be something going on between him and his grandfather so she made sure not to push further.
“Yes. Don’t make me say it twice. You may leave.” he turns in his chair to face the large wall behind him made out of glass which stares into the city lit up by street lamps as if they were small fireflies.
Yn bows lightly before walking out the door.
The call with his grandfather did not go well. It made her realise just how much she’ll have to learn about his family and relatives, their names, their triggers, their phone numbers…And his grandfather definitely wasn’t an easy person to deal with. He was grumpy and always spoke in fancy language your ordinary young adult wouldn’t be able to recognise. Above all, he was very persistent. He told her that no matter what his grandson said, he wanted him at his house this evening. So after trying to argue with him for almost an hour, she bit her lip and finally agreed to bring him there—just to make his grandfather shut up.
After another twenty minutes of trying to figure out how to word it to Jaehyun in a way that won’t piss him off, she finally got up and knocked lightly on the door.
“Come in.” he said, clearly not expecting anything.
“Good afternoon, sir..” her knees trembled in nervousness and her words seemed to disappear from her mouth.
“Well? What do you need?” he asks looking at her above his glasses frames.
“Um. Right…Your grandfather…” she couldn’t even continue since Jaehyun already sighed heavily, taking off his glasses and pinching his nose bridge. Still, she continues. “I called him to tell him that you won’t be able to have dinner but…he’s sort of…”
“Annoying? I know. Don’t tell me you gave into his never-ending persistence…”
Yn bites her lip and nods, her eyes shut close as if he might throw something at her. Jaehyun groans in frustration instead.
“When is it?” he asks, sort of accepting his fate.
“In about an hour..” she replies with pity towards him.
Jaehyun rolls his eyes and gets up from his chair, grabbing his coat and wrapping it around his shoulders. “Come on. You’ll be my driver.”
“Sorry? Driver??”
“Yeah. You know how to drive a car, right?” he asks rhetorically, fixing the tightness of his watch on his slender wrist.
“Well…that wasn’t really on the application papers…” she mumbles but it’s still loud enough for Jaehyun’s eyes to widen in shock.
“Then how the fuck do you even imagine us to get there?!” he raises his voice.
“I don’t know?!! I thought you already had a personal driver!!” so does she.
“Don’t raise your voice at me, lady. Remember, I’m the boss in charge here!! You’re just my assistant.” after a long and heavy sigh, “Call an uber. You’re paying for it.”
“Why should I pay? You’re the one who’s rich here!!” she doesn’t let herself slip not even a little.
“Yes, but you’re my assistant. And you should listen to my words as your boss. Now go on, call a fancy uber for me.”
Yn shuts her eyes closed in disbelief before walking out and opening the uber app on her phone in the most annoyed way ever.
After a couple minutes of waiting for the uber, it finally sends a beep to her phone, signalling it’s waiting right in front of their building.
Yn opens the door to his office gently. “…Sir..your uber is here.” she whispers as to not disturb him.
“Alright then. Get ready. You’re coming with me.”
Yn buffers for a second, trying to process all his nonsense is really tiring. “I’m sorry? Why would I come with you?”
“Because I said so!” a sly smirk forms on his face as he walks past her.
Yn smiles at him with the fakest smile she could make. All her plans for tonight were cancelled just like that.
The two hop in the car which didn’t seem as expensive as Jaehyun was hoping. He gives Yn a look to which she just fakely smiles again. “I can’t afford limousines, sir.” she says sarcastically before wrapping the seatbelt around herself and staring out the window.
Once the car stopped, parking diligently, Jaehyun steps out of it along with yn. He straightens his coat and tightens his tie. Yn is carefully pulling out her hair from her scarf and sniffs her nose at the cold weather. She hurries to Jaehyun’s side and clears her throat, ready to face a very old-fashioned old man who is probably very strict and definitely doesn’t know how to joke around.
Jaehyun knocks four times at the big door which was supposed to be his grandfather’s. A lady opened the door for them. She had a thin body dressed in a white buttoned up shirt and a tight skirt which reached about two fingers above her knees. Her hair was tied tightly in a bun and her makeup was light but definitely there. She opened the door, lightly bowing.
“Welcome, Jaehyun-ssi.” she welcomes him with a gently smile. Her eyes turn to yn. “And you must be his new assistant. Welcome..” she bows one more time. Her politeness makes it a bit awkward but to tone it down, she bow as well.
The lady guides the two of them to the grand bedroom where his grandfather was waiting. He was sitting at a large table fancied with meals upon meals with side dishes. He hums when he notices the two of them enter.
Yn bows 90 degrees, greeting him in the most polite way possible. “Good evening, sir. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
His granfather nods in approval with a light smile. “You finally got yourself another woman assistant, huh?” he says, his voice grumbling.
Noticing the possible private conversation erupting, “I’ll leave you two.” she says, turning around for the door. Jaehyun grabs her hand, his face looks at her pleadingly, as if saying “please, for the love of god, stay with me.”
Her eyes widen in shock, mouthing out “why the fuck would I stay with you and your grandfather?!”
Jaehyun’s eyes grow more, his mouth turning into a pout. Yn never thought she’d see him this way.
“Why are you leaving? Stay here, let Jaehyun-ah introduce you to me.” his grandfather says, gesturing with his hand for yn to sit down at the table. So she gives in, she sits down and takes a deep breath.
There really wasn’t a way to make some time for herself tonight.
“Dig in! This food is for everyone here.” mr. Jeong insists as he sees yn be a little awkward.
She steals a glance to Jaehyun who is also visibly uncomfortable but it seemed as if he already knew what was expecting him.
“Jaehyun-ah, introduce her to me.”
Jaehyun sighs, “She’s my newest assistant. Her name is Yn and she’s brand new on the job. This is her very first day.”
“And…How is she?”
“She’s..fine. I haven’t gotten to see her true potential.”
Yn scoffs.
“Listen here, Yn-ssi. I’m pretty sure Jaehyun-ah never told you about his past experiences with his assistants..!”
Jaehyun groans in displeasure. “Don’t start rambling about that again…”
“They were all really bad at their jobs. One even tried to date Jaehyun-ah! Another one stole one of his most valuable watches!!” mr. Jeong seemed the most captivated in this story, although it felt as if he’s told this story multiple times. His enthusiasm makes yn catch onto it and be just as interested.
“Is that so..?” yn says in disbelief.
“And then he had one single female assistant once…”
Jaehyun smacks his fork on the table. “Pa, don’t.”
Yn glances at Jaehyun who seemed visibly annoyed and disturbed. Mr. Jeong sighs and sits back in his chair, giving up.
After eating in silence for a while, all of them finish their food and they say their goodbyes. Jaehyun unlocks one of his grandfather’s cars, opening the door for yn.
“So you knew how to drive this whole time?” she asks, getting in.
“Of course I did.”
The car starts and she stares out the window unsure whether to ask about what just happened or not.
“…You had another female assistant before me..?” she decides to take a leap of faith.
Jaehyun sighs, driving carefully. “I did.”
“Will you tell me about it?”
“Do you think we’re some friends?” his voice sounds pissed.
“Ah, sorry..” she looks out the window.
Jaehyun suddenly gets an idea. “How about we make a deal? I tell you about my last female assistant and you tell me more about your secret.”
“What secret?”
“The one I was trying to disclose~…You know..The non-work related thing..you should get into more detail…” his mouth curls into a smirk.
“Ah..” yn nods, unsure what to say.
“So? Deal?”
“I don’t know…”
“Hm, well, suit yourself.” he says, knowing well yn’s curiosity couldn’t last for more.
She grunts, giving in. “whatever..You go first.”
“Well…my last assistant….I really liked her. We started dating even though we knew our work could stop us from doing that. After a year or two of trying to make it work…she…uh, she cheated on me.”
Yn gasps, covering her mouth with her hand. “I’m..so sorry.”
“It’s fine. It’s in the past.”
“You still seem bothered by it.”
“That’s none of your business.” he says firmly. “Now it’s your turn.”
“Well…I sort of….always used your account..”
“is that so? In what way?” his face turned into a smirk.
“Oh, you know exactly in what way!” yn says, blushing.
“Fuck…” Jaehyun says under his breath. His car parks on the side of the road, in a more empty place. Yn notices his breathing getting heavier. “What were you doing to my videos, yn-ssi?”
“i…uhm…well…you know..”
“Tell me in detail.” he turns to yn, his eyes were growing with desire.
Yn was cornered. On one side, she wanted him so bad, ever since she started watching his videos, his dirty talk and his body was all she could ever dream of. But then again, this was her boss and she struggled so hard to get this job…
“Are you sure you want to do this, sir?” she asks first to be sure.
“I don’t know but right now…I don’t know for how long I can hold myself back..” he closes his eyes and tries to get the car started again.
“Are you sure you can drive like that..?” she says emphasising to his growing bulge.
“Shut up.” he snaps, continuing to drive forward.
Yn turns the other way, staring at the window, hoping her wet core would go away.
They both knew they wanted each other, there was just a slight something stopping them.
So when Jaehyun goes over a slight bump, it gets the both of you whimpering. “I..I’m sorry..” he says under his breath.
Yn nods to his apology, trying to keep her mind at bay at everything she wanted him to do to her.
Jaehyun slows down the car at the door to her house and stares down. “I’ll get…I’ll get going.” she says, pulling her purse close to her stomach and pressing the handle to open the door. His head raises suddenly.
“Let me escort you.”
Her head cocks slightly to the side. “Sorry?”
Before getting the chance to explain, he gets out of the car and opens the door for her. She walks by him to her door before thrning and awkwardly smiling at him.
“I’ll get going..!” she says one more time.
Jaehyuns eyes are fixated on her lips. With an inhale he leans in, sliding his hand behind her neck and pressing his lips close to hers. Although she knew this was wrong and could cost her her job, she didn’t stop him.
He deepens the kiss, lightly moaning into it. His other hand sneaks to the handle, pushing it down and slipping inside the warmth of her house. Not letting go of their hot kiss, they undress eachother of their coats. Jaehyun pulls away and stares at yn with a lovely smile before picking her up bridal style. “Where’s your bedroom, lovely?”
Yn points to a door a couple steps away and he walks directly there. “This is where you fucked yourself while listening to me moan?” he grunts, throwing her gently on the fluffy mattress, pressing his knees next to each side of her hips while he takes his shirt off, unbuttoning with tease.
“Tell me, baby. How did you play with yourself while watching me?” he moans, squeezing his aching length through his pants.
She looks away embarrassed while she slid her hand in her pants. He could see her hand moving around through the fabric. He grunts, looking at her with a lip bite and a smirk. “Look at me.” but she doesn’t. “I said look at me.” he repeats, grabbing her chin.
Her face was already showing pleasure and lust after only touching herself for such a short while. “So fucking horny for me…Already so wet~..” he grunts under his breath while his middle finger rubs in between her slit through her pants. She lets out light whimpers as her cunt tightens with every stroke. “Fuck..” he gasps, already feeling herself reaching close to her orgasm.
“Don’t tell me— Are you seriously going to cum from just this? Pathetic bitch.” his hand retreats and goes to his pants to unzip them.
Her mind was too blank to process his degrading but being called a “bitch” was a real turn-on. Yn licks her lips as he sees him pull out the dick she’s seen several times on pornhub but somehow looks 10x better in real life. “Fuck..I bet you’re fucking starving for my dick. You dreamed of it every time you saw it on my fucking porn page, right? Fucking beg for it, slut.”
“Mmh…Shit. Oh fuck, mr. Jaehyun…you have no idea how much I wanted to taste your delicious dick…please…pretty please~…” her eyes look up at him pleasingly as her mouth is an inch away from his pink tip.
Jaehyun curses beneath his breath before grabbing a fist-full of her hair and thrusting violently in her mouth. Tears form in her eyes as she gags at the sudden move. She can feel herself choking but he keeps going, taking him well, appreciating his every inch at how sweet it was—just like how she imagined it.
“Take it, bitch. Fucking take it..oh fuck…. fucking shit—“ she can feel his cock start to throb in her mouth as she prepares herself to take his delicious cream wholly.
“Such a whore. What a fucking slut I have here…A slut can’t live without her slutty cum, right? Take it, whore. Ah shit—take my cum~..”
there it was. his whimpers.
The ones she’d hear on his porn videos. Her pussy clenches and she moans on his cock as she receives his cum beautifully, tasting exactly as she anticipated.
He pulls his length out, pointing with his finger to her pants. Without a second of hesitation, she has them off. Her submissiveness makes him chuckle.
He awes at her messy cunt, throbbing and pulsating as if it just came. The tip of his cock collects all of her fluids, before sticking it in her entrance.
“Yn-ah.”
The use of her name wakes her up to reality.
“Tell me if you really want this.” he says firmly. “If…if you want, let’s stop here.”
Their eyes intertwined as she’s trying to process his words. “I..I want this.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, baby. Thank you. I promise I won’t make you regret it.” he kisses bellow her ear as he carefully slides his length in her slippery cunt. He lets out a long grunt which makes yn’s pussy clench around his length.
“Ah, shit. Fuck…Loosen up, baby…I can’t..shit…I can’t fuck you like this…Haha…I’ll just cum in you right away..” his grunts echo through her ears. Her breath gets heavier and she doesn’t seem to loosen up.
“Baby…baby baby. You’ll rip my cock off like this..ahng~” he moans. Although it hurt him a bit, he also fucking loved having his dick squeezed.
“Jaehyun..sir…ffuck…I’m so sorry~..” she cries out, unable to control her emotions around his handsome figure and voice. “Your voice…it’s such a turn-on~..” it hit him then that she was obviously most attracted to his voice since that’s why she continued to watch his videos.
He pets her hair whispering kind praises in her ear to help her ease up. His switch up from being overly aggressive to super sweet was confusing yn’s little cock-dumb brain but his kind words did help her breath calm down as well as give Jaehyun the opportunity to move inside her.
He takes the opportunity and starts to slowly thrust in and out, grunting in her ear with every thrust and blabbering about her amazing pussy. “So perfect. So wet. Oh fuck…I love you…” his thrust remain at the same rhythm, the only thing changing is the aggressiveness he slams into her cunt, thrusting his hips hard on hers and always hitting that sweet spot, sending yn into a moaning mess.
His hands pull on her hair as his thrusting picks up pace, making yn’s moans raise an octave. “Jae…Jaehyun…wait~…” her legs were giving out as his cock slid in and out her already worn out hole in a menacing pace.
“I want you so bad, baby…how could I slow down…” his husky voice sent yn in a moaning mess.
“S-stop…I’ll fucking squirt…oh fuck…” her moans get more desperate as he arms and legs wrap around his fit figure.
“Say my name, darling…let’s—ah, shit—let’s cum together~…” he almost begs with a needy tone. It doesn’t take her a moment of hesitation to get her moaning out his name as if he’s the only man on this earth that can get her feeling like this.
“Jaehyun~! Jae..!!” just then, he pulls his length out, letting her squirt all over his aching cock. He hovers over her stomach, releasing his sperm on it along with a long and pleased moan, almost making yn cum again.
They’re both left panting and catching their breaths and minds. Jaehyun collapses on yn’s body—her arms just wrap around his figure, lovingly. “What will happen to us after this..?” she asks, rubbing her thumbs on his spine.
His head turns to face her. “Let’s keep this out little secret for now, yeah?” his eyes were worn out but he still formed a light smile.
Yn scanned his expression before giving him another loving smile. “Alright. Our little secret..”
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OPERATION RIZZ - NA JAEMIN
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Pairing: Na Jaemin x fem!reader (Ft. Yangyang, Haechan, Johnny, Jeno, and mentions of other nct members, nct dream are the friend group, the Jeno and his girlfriend mentioned are the same pairings from Quiet and Game over!)
Genre: Fluff, angst, humor, college au nct,
Synopsis: In an attempt to teach Donghyuck how to get a girlfriend, Jaemin helps him make a list only... that list seems awfully familiar.
wc: 7.8k ( my longest fic yet, I have perished.)
warnings: reference to the sexual activity that happened in Game Over between Jeno and his girlfriend, Mentions of smoking a joint at a frat party but no detailed usage and not by the two mc, Alcohol, Drunk reader, swearing, cringe pick up lines, reader, and Jaemin play the horror game 'the quarry' but no spoilers, timeline jumps a bit but I'm certain it's still understandable, mentions of harsh pranks being pulled by readers previous roommates, hints at previous roommates being bullies to the reader.
A/N: Hi, my lovelies. This fic was a wild ride, I'm telling you. I'm still not satisfied with the header but we move ig. This took me five-ish days I think, mainly cause I left it for at least three of those. I honestly hope you love this as much as I do. If I have missed any warnings please let me know! @sexygrass you asked me to tag you in the finished product! here you are,
Feel free to send me asks to talk about the fic, I love talking about fic characters.
Feedback and reblogs are appreciated!
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It was a funny thing to watch Donghyuck fail miserably. It was even funnier to watch the brightly colored cocktail drip from the ends of his hair, soaking into his pristine white t-shirt. To Jaemin, it was the best entertainment in the world to watch his friend flirt terribly. There was a reason Jisung called him bitchless. Not to doom any potential girl Donghyuck could end up with, but the guy was just a walking beacon of cringe pickup lines.
Like tonight. Jaemin had watched from his spot perched on a barstool a few seats away as his friend confidently walked up to the bar. He’d internally winced as Donghyuck had added his own drink to the girl’s tab and he’d tried so hard to still his facial features when the said drink was promptly tipped over his head following the line he gave. “You owe me a drink, I dropped mine when I looked at you.”
It was safe to say that the man crashed, burned, and disintegrated. Jaemin couldn’t hold his laughter for long, barely able to set his drink down on the bar without spilling it before the howls of laughter racked through his body. He felt a hand slap down on his shoulder, the sounds of Yangyang’s own hysterical laughter hitting his ears.
“It’s not funny! Look at my shirt!” Donghyuck growled in annoyance, fingers plucking the wet material away from his skin. “I’m going to clean up...”
The man moved to brush past his two friends, Yangyang stilling his laughter long enough to reach out and grasp his sleeve. “I wouldn’t, Restrooms occupied.” He straightened from his hunched-over position, his voice strained from holding in further laughter. “Think Jeno’s trying to one-up over Jaehyun, dragged his girl in there and locked the door about twenty minutes or so ago.”
“For fuck sake!” He whined, foot kicking at a leg of Jaemin’s bar stool.
Jaemin stood, finally able to keep his laughter at bay. “What did you expect? He literally dragged us here in a fit of jealous rage.” He scoffed light-heartedly, slinging an arm over Donghyuck’s shoulder. “Come on, let’s just go home - Yang, you crashing at Hyuck’s too?” Jaemin craned his neck to catch his fellow 00’ liner’s answer.
Yangyang shrugged in acceptance of the offer, slinging his own arm over Hyuck’s other shoulder.
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“So,” Hyuck began, pausing to slurp some of his McDonald’s strawberry milkshake through the disintegrating paper straw. “You’re telling me that my lines don’t work at all?”
Yangyang and Jaemin gave a pointed look to each other, almost as if trying to decide who should be the bearer of bad news. Jaemin gave a slight sigh, his mouth poised ready to talk but his brain still trying to come up with an answer.
“It’s just … You’ve got no rizz” He let the statement hang in the air, chewing into his cheek as Donghyuck blanched at the blunt statement.
“And you have?” He jeered in defense, chuckling in amusement.
“Dude, he’s the rizzler.” Yangyang piped in, the amused grin on his face broadening. “Jaemin’s got effortless rizz and he doesn’t even try.”
Jaemin was startled when his friend threw himself over his lap with a drawn-out dramatic cry. “Then help me!” He pleaded, loosely gripping Jaemin’s collar to shake him.
“Christ! Okay, Okay!” He gave in pretty quickly, shoving Donghyuck off of him with a little effort.
Jaemin shook his head at Hyuck’s antics, Yangyang laughing along with him. No words were spoken for a few moments until the latter made an announcement.
“Let Operation Rizz commence.”
Over the course of the next ten minutes, the two made Donghyuck write down his own step-by-step guide how to get a date.
Jaemin plucked the notepad from his friends' fingers, reading through them with a grimace of distaste.
"Step one is wink?" He read off in disbelief, nearly choking on air when he read step two. "Flirt with her best friend. Are you insane?"
He snatched the pen from Hyuck, ripping the list out of the book and scrunching it Into a ball.”We’ll rewrite it.”
"That's what the Buzzfeed article said to do!" That comment alone earned him a paper ball to the head.
"You need to practice and observe." Yangyang was right, it would be handy to have an actual female to be a 'test subject' as it were.
"But who? The only girls Hyuck know hate him and the only girl I kno–" Jaemin's words stopped dead as he caught onto what his friend was hinting at. "Absolutely not. ____, would never agree to this."
At least Jaemin hoped his roommate would be repulsed enough by the idea to call him crazy and move on.
The thing is, Jaemin had been a little selfish when it came to you. He had very rarely invited you to hang with any of his friends, not that he had to — you were purely roommates who had the same computer science class. That was how you met him. Jaemin had rocked up to class, late and unbothered. It was you who caught onto his small tales of anxiety when he struggled to catch up, wordlessly sliding your notes on the previous few slides onto his desk.
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STEP ONE: BEFRIEND
After the lesson had ended and various students began to pile out of the door, you slowly started to pack up your things. A throat being cleared gained your attention, Jaemin looking at you sheepishly, a hand rubbing the back of his neck.
"Thanks for that." A smile of chagrin directed toward you. “I thought I could catch up but Mr. Kim just goes so fast.”
You chuckled, pinching your notes from the table to put them in your bag, zipping it up, and turning toward your classmate. “Next time, don’t be late.” Jaemin was drawn to the way your eyes crinkled at the corners when you granted him a grin. “It’s my turn to be late next class.”
True to your word, at 8:45 am the following Thursday, you snuck into the back of the class. You looked disheveled and half-dead to your fellow classmates. You didn’t want the unwanted attention that was sure to be drawn to you if you scrambled down to a vacant seat at the front, instead, you slipped into the closest empty seat on the back row.
You tried to make as minimal noise as possible when taking your things out of your backpack and you were so preoccupied with the action that you almost jumped when a few sheets of paper were slipped wordlessly onto your desk from the seat next to you.
The two of you fell into an unspoken routine this way. Jaemin would take notes for you to copy if you were late and vice versa, an unspoken rule being you took turns being late. For you, this wasn’t a problem. You were rarely late, something Jaemin noticed when he was hurriedly yanking on his jeans in an attempt to leave on time. He had secretly cursed you at that moment. Jaemin couldn’t be late, it wasn’t his turn and the rule was unspoken.
The next time you were late, you were very late. Jaemin had honestly thought you weren’t coming, his eyeline drifted to the door on multiple occasions. An odd feeling of disappointment settled in his chest. You had become the highlight of his day, Jaemin found himself looking forward to his computer science classes for once.
When you did finally turn up and slip into the seat next to him, he noticed you didn’t even make a move to remove your things from your backpack. You just stared straight ahead, hair drenched from the horrible weather outside and unshed tears pooling at your waterline.
One look at you and Jaemin’s teasing expression faded. He set his pen down, angling his body toward your seat. “Are you okay?” Jaemin almost slapped himself, it was obvious you weren’t.
You raised the damp sleeve of your sweater to wipe at your face, “Sorry I’m late, Jaemin.” Your voice was raw and croaky, he was sure you were going to get sick. “I slept in my car.”
The male blanched, eyebrows shooting to his hairline. Jaemin was sensitive enough to keep his voice low and careful, trying to coax the answers to his many questions from you. “Why, What happened?”
You sniffled quietly, fighting the urge to curl into yourself and hide. “My housemates locked me out again.” Jaemin’s expression softened, his hand reaching over to tuck your wet hair behind your ear. “Then my car broke down on the way to campus.”
Jaemin had heard about how your housemates were. You’d ranted to him in many lessons about what they were like. The only reason you were all housed together was through the private landlord student accommodation scheme set up for students who didn’t want the dormitory life.
He knew full well that it was a popular-eat-nerd food chain out there and he was grateful his grandma paid his rent for him - Always grandma’s favorite boy. It only took a few more of those incidents for Jaemin to offer his precious games room. He proposed a very convincing argument.
“Look, It’s a steal!” He exclaimed, “No rent and we just split the rest of the utilities and grocery costs, your own room, closer to campus, and me!” Jaemin flashed you his pearly whites at his winning argument.
“I can’t just take up your space like that, Jaemin.” You sighed, as much of an amazing offer it was… You didn’t want it out of pity.
“We’ll probably barely see each other! We can split the chores and work something out.”
It was safe to say you ended up caving into the offer. Any college student would snatch up the deal of accommodation with no rental costs.
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Jaemin sat open-mouthed as you bobbed your head in agreement with the idea. “Hm, Yang’s right. I’m the only girl you know that won’t get violent when Hyuck acts like a douche.” You sat back in your chair, swiping Jaemin’s iced coffee from the table and taking a sip through the straw.
“I’m sorry, what?” He spluttered, “Hyuck gets attached, clingy. What if he likes you?” Jaemin’s worries were irrelevant to everyone else but him.
Jaemin didn’t like the idea of Donghyuck catching feelings but he supposed he may be acting on possessive instinct. He shook his head, avoiding the look Yangyang was giving him. It was like the guy was trying to analyze his expressions and read his mind. He felt momentarily exposed.
“Speak of the devil and he shall appear,” You snickered, “Donghyuck, sit.”
Hyuck brushed off his barista apron, shoving his order pad into one of the large pockets in the front as he sat at the vacant chair at the table. You sat up from your slouched position in your chair, sliding Jaemin’s coffee back over to him - the cup being halfway empty by now.
“Show me what you got.” You tapped the table with your hand.
You, Jaemin, and Yangyang watched as Hyuck ran a hand through his hair, his left eye dropping into a wink that could only be described as cringe when he leaned forward toward you. “Are you a transformer?” He paused a moment, long enough to give an over-exaggerated lip bite, his flirty gaze running up and down your torso. “ ‘Cause you’re Optimus fin-” His confidence was harshly broken as you mocked the sound of a loud buzzer.
“Pickup lines don’t work anymore, Dude.” You crossed your arms over your chest. “That was- …. I don’t actually have words for how bad that truly was.” Donghyuck’s face fell.
“Technically, we’re skipping step one because you already kind of know ____. So, step one is ‘befriend’. If she was a stranger you’d have just failed miserably.” Jaemin said to his friend, lifting his coffee to inspect the cup of the missing liquid.
“Alright, What’s step two?” Hyuck shrugged, looking expectantly at his friends.
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STEP TWO: GET TO KNOW
Back when you had first moved in with Jaemin, the two of you were more than awkward. It felt odd for each of you to see each other in your most vulnerable states. At home. In class things were different, that was a side of you that prepared to go out and face the day, a social mask slipping in place.
It took just one instance to get over the hurdle of timidness between you both. One Saturday, Jaemin had just gotten back with the groceries, the list crumpled in one of the bags he was hefting. You were leaning against the breakfast bar in the kitchen, a mug of coffee - specifically a Chocolate Mocha from a sachet - cupped in your hands.
Once all of the bags were strewn over the kitchen counter and the floor surrounding the fridge, you set your mug in the sink and began helping.
“Oh, no way!” You gasped, holding up the box of frozen desserts. “Two-ball-screwballs?” Jaemin looked up from shoving frozen food into the freezer drawers, a surprised smile on his face.
“Yeah! My mom used to get them for me every Friday after school.” He shut the drawer he was working on.
“I thought they were discontinued!” You gushed, tearing open the box and removing the cone-shaped cup. “I love these.”
Jaemin’s shoulders perked, his eyes brightening. “You’re kidding! My friends think they’re low tier.” He took the box from you, removing one of the plastic cones for himself and putting the rest into the freezer to save them from melting.
“Low tier? Your friends are low tier.” You scoffed jokingly, peeling off the top.
Jaemin rose to his feet, accepting the teaspoon you offered to him. “I’ll pay you ten to say that to Chenle’s face.” He chuckled, diving his spoon into the red cherry slush.
“What other gems are you hiding?” You questioned, spoon hanging from your mouth as you began to finish off the groceries with your free hand.
“Depends, do you like video games?” Jaemin lifted himself to perch on the breakfast bar.
“I like watching people play them,” You cast a glance back at your roommate. “I don’t have the hand-eye coordination for them.”
Jaemin hummed in thought, his gaze locked onto the dessert in his hand. “If I set up in the living room, do you wanna, maybe, watch me play?” He offered, discreetly peering up at you without lifting his head.
He watched you ponder over the idea a moment before nodding, “Sure.”
That night, you and Jaemin settled onto the couch with the controller firmly in his hand. You stared at the opening game screen ‘The Quarry’ glitching back at you. Jaemin had promised you that this wasn’t so much of a fast-paced game and more of a multiple choice.
“It’s a horror game-” He caught the look of unease on your face. “But it’s not that bad! It’s like a movie but you choose what happens and each option you choose alters the game path. It’s really cool!” The look on his face, as he describes one of his favorite games, will forever be your favorite expression on him.
His eyes light with excitement, and the controller drops to his lap as he uses elaborate hand gestures to explain the concept to you. There’s a feeling deep down that you want him to look like that whilst talking about you. But, that’s stupid, right? You’d only known him a few months at that point.
“Can you turn the subtitles on? I can’t hear a thing without them.” You nudged him with your elbow, prompting Jaemin to stare at you in amusement.
“If I wanted to read a book, I would.” He quipped, still navigating the settings to turn them on for you regardless.
You were only on the first chapter of the game and somehow you’d ended up scrunched up into Jaemin’s side, all awkwardness from before long gone. “No no! Don’t go down there, That’s just stupid!” You shouted, peeking up from his shoulder.
“____,” Jaemin laughed, “We have to, it’s the gameplay. We gotta follow Max into the cellar.” A hand left his controller to pat the top of your head.
You were both late for class the next day.
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“Get to know them? How long will this take?” Donghyuck complained, a pout playing at his lips.
He wasn’t a patient man and quite honestly, this was taking longer than he had thought. You cast him a sharp look. “Hyuck, you said you wanted a girlfriend. A lot of work goes into the buildup.”
“Can’t you just date me and then I don’t have to get to know anyone?” He huffed, letting his forehead drop to the table.
His question earned him two abrupt shouts of “No!” Both Yangyang and you exchanged slightly shocked looks at how quickly Jaemin said it along with you.
“Ugh! Fine, so, I get to know them.” Donghyuck lifted his head. “Do I have to ask questions?”
A mumbled ‘He’s hopeless’ under your breath had you receiving two kicks under the table as Jaemin responded to the question. “Yeah, Ask about her hobbies, and family, know the basics, and find a niche to get into deeper conversation.”
“Noted. So, find things in common, then?” Hyuck voiced the question with slight uncertainty.
You grinned, tapping his arm to reward him. “Yeah, exactly!” You studied him a moment, face scrunched in thought. “Say… Hyuck, is there someone in specific you’ve got your eye on?” You questioned.
Hyuck laughed nervously, the three sets of eyes staring at him intently making him slightly nervous. See, Donghyuck always had an obvious tell when he was hiding something. First, eye contact became nonexistent. Then, he would over-blink, his friends joked that he’d take off if he blinked too fast. Lastly, the incoherent defense. Hyuck was doing all of those things.
“Do we need to teach you to lie as well?” Yangyang teased, jabbing his friend in the side.
“Speak for yourself, I don’t lie.” You spoke, pretending to inspect your nails until Jaemin’s snort of laughter cut across the table to you.
“Yeah, right. ____, who ate the last two-ball screwball?” He quipped, an eyebrow raised in challenge at you.
“Uhm, Luna.” It wasn’t Jaemin’s cat.
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STEP THREE: GESTURES OF KINDNESS
It was rare for you to go out with your friends. It was rare for you to get drunk, too. You had declined an invitation to the neo-frat party for months, much to the disappointment of your friend. It was after four months of living with Jaemin that you found out he was going, only then did you finally accept the next invitation you received.
You’d spent all afternoon following your friends around the shopping plaza to find the right outfit. Your outfit was at your friends' house, you didn’t see the need to overdress for drinking in a stuffy frat house full of sweaty college kids.
The first glimpse of you Jaemin had caught that day was an hour into the party, the frat house in full swing. He’d been roped in to help set up, his friend Mark being a part of it and Hyuck being heavily involved. Jaemin had been looking for you all night and when he finally caught you, you were talking to Johnny.
Jaemin felt unsettled, though he had no choice who you spoke to. He kept glancing at you, hand gripping the solo cup tighter in his hand the more you laughed at Johnny’s jokes. You’d been drinking, that much was clear. Your cheeks a rosy red and your eyes slightly glazed with intoxication, Jaemin had caught onto how you swayed subtly on the spot, your hand gestures over-exaggerated, and your giggles that seemed to happen at everything Johnny said.
Jaemin’s gaze tore away from you when a hand waved in front of his face, his mind catching up with reality when he saw his best friend. “Jeno, sorry, didn’t hear you.”
Jeno gave his friend a knowing look, shaking his head. “You were staring, if you like her then tell her.” He shrugged, lifting his beer bottle to his lips to take a swig.
Jaemin frowned, his eyeline drawn to you once more as he shook his head. “It’s a bad idea, we live together.” As much as he hated to admit it, Jaemin wondered if inviting you to live with him was a mistake for this reason. “It’d be awkward if it didn’t work out, Jen.”
It’d taken Jaemin only one month of living with you to come to the conclusion that he was slowly becoming head over heels infatuated with you. He wasn’t entirely sure if it was love yet, but Jaemin knew you made him feel things that were an entirely new experience.
“If you’re so headstrong on it, make me a bet.” Jaemin’s attention was stolen away from you once more, his eyebrows scrunched in an expression that told Jeno that he wasn’t really listening at all. “If you end up dating by… let's say, the end of the academic year, then you have to get a tattoo.”
Jaemin gulped slightly, he wasn’t a fan of needles. But he was so sure he would be able to resist you. “Fine, if we don’t, you’ve got to get one. In a place of my choosing.” Jaemin mastered a grin, shaking Jeno’s hand to seal the deal.
When Jaemin turned back around, you or Johnny were nowhere to be seen. His mind’s implication of what it meant had his heart dropping into his stomach. He bitterly shook his head, downing the rest of the ‘special punch’ in his cup.
Jaemin went on with the party, utterly miserable at the thought of you holed up in one of the various upstairs bedrooms with Johnny. Of all people. You had to choose the biggest player out there. It was almost like Jaemin was walking around with his own cloud of self-loathing thundering over his head.
He’d thrown himself onto one of the lawn chairs that surrounded the outdoor pool, running a hand over his face. However, he soon froze when he spotted Johnny. The frat member was with Jaehyun and the frat leader, Taeyong. Jaemin noticed the absence of you immediately and it had him springing up from his seat with a slight stumble. Jaemin wasn’t drunk, he was just bordering the line between tipsy and lightly mellow.
Jaemin tapped urgently on Johnny’s shoulder, the older male turning to him with a doped-up smile. Johnny removed the joint from his mouth, offering it out to Jaemin with a hazed blink. “Where’s ____?” Was his immediate response.
Confusion clouded the elder's face for a moment before he laughed loudly. “Man, she’s wasted!” Jaemin gritted his teeth as a bout of smoke wafted in front of his face.
“Yeah, good to know.” He rushed out in exasperation. “Where?” Johnny’s smile dropped as he shrugged.
“Last I knew, she was asleep on the stairs.” Jaemin didn’t wait for any further explanation, bolting it back inside the house and to the sweeping staircase near the front door.
Sure enough, that’s where he found you. Your lips set into an adorable pout from where your head had hung in your slumber. Jaemin was certain that your neck would hurt in the morning if he didn’t take you home. Though, looking at you… Jaemin couldn’t fight the fond chuckle escaping him.
He knelt down at the bottom step, lifting his hand to gently sweep your hair back. His lips pursed as he took in the state of you, fingers tugging your t-shirt dress down your thighs from where it had risen in an attempt to shield your modesty. He squeezed your knee.
“____,” He called to you gently, a hand on your shoulder to lightly shake you awake. “____, c’mon. I’m taking you home.”
A groan left your closed lips, your body attempting to twist to the side as if you were casually rolling over in the comfort of your bed. Jaemin wouldn’t let you, firmly shaking your shoulder again. He sighed in relief when your eyes finally opened, squinting at the light.
“There she is.” He grinned, both hands moving to your cheeks to steady your lolling head.
Jaemin honestly couldn't help but grin in return for the drunk smile you gave him. It was like you were suddenly sprung with energy. “Jaemin!” You launched forward, both arms wrapping tight around his neck.
His hands had to settle on your back to stop you both from toppling over. Your roommate coaxed you to stand, brushing down the crumbs and dirt from your dress. Jaemin made you lean on the wall as he unzipped his hoodie and tied it around your waist.
“Okay, I need you to hold onto my neck… but not strangle me. You got that, ____?” He spoke slowly as if talking to a child because Jaemin had come to realize that’s exactly how drunk you were.
He left you on the second step, crouching down and patting his shoulder. It was embarrassing how many attempts it took to get you securely on Jaemin’s back but eventually, you succeeded in the climb.
The man carried you all the way across the campus and into the blocks of student housing like this. The whole way you were singing at the top of your lungs, Jaemin even joined in when you started singing Twice’s Fancy. He noted you got quieter at the end of your street and when your light snore hit his ear, he knew the reason why.
There was a struggle for him to unlock the front door with you still on Jaemin’s back. Trying not to let the three cats escape was an even bigger feat that Jaemin managed. He also managed to get you off his back, setting you down on your bed. Your shoelaces were already half undone in a loose tangle, Jaemin not having to work very hard to get your shoes and socks off your feet.
The brown-eyed man looked frantically around your room, spotting the cotton pads and micellar water on your desk. Gentle strokes of the cotton pad across your skin removed the smeared makeup on your face. Jaemin was amazed you didn’t wake up, especially when he got to your eyes.
His fingers lingered on your face, a sad smile gracing his lips. “I wish things were different, ____.” Jaemin shook his head with a sigh, dropping the used cotton pads into your trash can and setting them next to your bed.
With a glass of water and some Advil at your bedside, Jaemin gave into temptation and pressed a light, lingering kiss to the top of your head before tucking you in and parting from your bedroom.
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“Acts of kindness?” Donghyuck echoed. “If I help her out at the library, does that count?”
“She works at the library?” Your mouth was covered by Donghyuck's palm.
“Don’t announce it to the whole coffee shop, ____!” He hissed, yanking his hand away and shaking it out when he felt something slimy brush across his palm. “Okay, ew.”
“Hm, that’d work, try something a little more meaningful though, Hyuck” Yangyang suggested as he stood, slinging his backpack over his shoulder. “I gotta go, botany class starts soon.”
The three of you echoed your goodbyes, turning back to the list on the table once your retreating friend was out of sight.
“So, your crush is one of the librarians?” Jaemin questioned, his face shriveling at his next thought. “Do not sit here and tell me that it’s Mrs. Choi...”
“Gross! No, she has warts on warts.” Hyuck shivered at the very thought of it. “She’s our age.”
Donghyuck could practically see the wheels turning in both of your brains as the two of you tried to work it out. He could also guess when yours and Jaemin’s thought waves seemed to of aligned. He found it slightly freaky how you seemed to have a full conversation with just a look.
“Oh, her.” You nodded your head in approval. “Good choice, Hyuck. She’s a friend of mine, really shy.” You hummed.
“You’re not gonna put in a good word for me, even if I ask… are you?” The man’s shoulders deflated as you shook your head.
“Alright then… What’s after the acts of kindness?”
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STEP FOUR: COMPLIMENT TASTEFULLY
Jaemin remembers clearly the day he thought his heart jumped out of his throat and threw itself into the lake.
It was one of the rare occasions that he had invited you to hang out where his friends were - He wouldn’t admit but the only reason he did was that Jeno’s girlfriend was begging at his feet not to be the only girl. So, Jaemin invited you.
His eyes widened at the arctic sleeping bag you pulled from the trunk of your car. “Where did you get that?”
You gave a nonchalant shrug, “What do you think I used when I used to sleep in my car? Takeout wrappers?” His mouth snapped shut as you unzipped the door to your one-person tent, flinging the sleeping bag inside to deal with later. It was only when you had zipped your tent back up did you turn to him again. “Thanks for building the tent for me.” You beamed at him, your hand patting his shoulder in thanks.
“Thanks for driving all our stuff down here. I didn’t realize we had so much.” He glanced around at the half-set-up camp circle. “I should go and help Jisung-ie.”
The two of you went around separately, helping the group set things up, and come nightfall, the nine of you were crowded around the campfire. Jaemin wasn’t listening too much, the brunette was too preoccupied with the way your eyes shone in the moonlight and how the flame from the fire gave your skin a breath-taking glow. He nudged your side with his elbow subtly.
Jaemin was going to compliment you, he was going to tell you how beautiful you looked out there with nature but the words died on his tongue when you looked at him with your showstopping smile. All he could do was nudge the bag of marshmallows toward you.
There was a multitude of reasons why Jaemin couldn't tell you and reason number one was sat across from you both, staring at him with a pointed look across the dancing heat of the fire. Lee Jeno. Jaemin’s best friend nodded his head firmly in your direction, rolling his eyes when Jaemin just shook his head and broke eye contact.
The whole of the three days camping, Jaemin hadn’t had a minute alone with you. Not even on the drive back, with the other car full - Chenle had borrowed his mom’s six-seater - that left three people, including yourself, in your car. So, you, Jaemin, Renjun, and the luggage were in your little two-door car.
The both of you were relieved when you finally arrived home. As much as Renjun was the best company for a two-hour drive, all he did was complain about how little Donghyuck and Chenle helped pack away. It was nice to just have silence.
You had time for a shower and a nap and Jaemin had time to go through the plethora of photographs he took on the trip. He hadn’t realized he took so many, mostly of you. Jaemin stopped on one he took of you by the lake. You were posed beautifully, unaware of the camera pointed toward you. Your smile beaming, the way the sun encased you made you look almost ethereal. Your arm was lifted, eyes locked in fascination on a baby blue butterfly that landed on your index finger.
That was Jaemin’s favorite by far. He had no idea how long he had been staring at the image on his camera, nearly jumping out of his skin when your voice sounded close to his ear. You’d leaned over the back of the couch to take a look.
“Oh, I didn’t know you even took that.” You marveled.
“Hm, It’s one of my favorites.” He murmured quietly, glancing up to watch as you climbed over the back of the piece of furniture to sit next to him.
“The sun makes me look so cool!” You leaned further over, looking at the image in more detail.
Jaemin shook his head, handing the camera over to you. “Nah, You always look that pretty.” He’d said the sentence without thinking.
A light blush coated the apples of your cheeks. Jaemin hadn’t complimented you like this before, no matter how many times you’d longed to hear something like this from your roommate. Your heart was doing somersaults in your chest. You wondered for a moment if he meant it but when Jaemin didn’t comment any further on the matter you decided not to ask.
“Oh.” You had no idea what to say in response and Jaemin thought your newfound shyness at his compliment was well worth the slip-up.
From then on, Jaemin made sure to give you subtle compliments every so often. Taking personal satisfaction in the color of your cheeks and the shy smiles that would occur.
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“And remember, Hyuck. No pickup lines.” Jaemin spoke slowly, hoping that it would get through his friend's head.
Donghyuck hummed in thought before eventually nodding in defeat. “No pickup lines. Not even one.”
Jaemin looked almost proud, giving his friend a light fist bump. “Go through the steps, I need to know you aren’t going to mess this up.”
Hyuck sighed, lifting the list to read out the steps so far. Both you and Jaemin sitting opposite him in anticipation. “Alright, Step one is befriending.” He thought a moment. “So, like, make a connection so we aren’t strangers?” He trailed off on a question, looking to your faces for confirmation.
If your grins were anything to go by, he was doing fine. “Step two is Get to Know.” He took a sip of his coffee, writing a few notes next to the bullet point. “Like, find out her hobbies, places she likes, TV shows, music, food, and maybe things about her family. That sort of thing.” He sounded confident enough with step two that you or Jaemin didn’t make a single comment.
Donghyuck cleared his throat, pausing on step three. “Gestures of kindness?” His confidence wavered. “Can’t we skip any steps?”
“No, No skipping, You got this, Hyuck. Think about it.” Jaemin was awed at the way you gently encouraged his friend. Jaemin and the rest of his friend group usually took the harsher approach, teasing him to no end.
“Alright,” Donghyuck looked visibly in thought for a moment. “Like offering her a ride home or… or staying behind to help her organize the shelves at the library?”
Jaemin hummed, nodding. “Yeah, if you can work out something more solid that would mean more to her then try that. Otherwise, I think that would work. Or bringing her lunch, If you know what she likes.”
“Got it,” Donghyuck scribbled down more notes. “Step four is Compliment Tastefully.” He looked back and forth between you two. “No pickup lines. But, natural?” He tilted his head at the question.
“Yep, Girls love to hear small compliments. About anything.” You offered, “How we’ve painted our nails? Our hair?” You listed off things for him to jot down on the paper, ending with; “Little and often.”
“Thanks, is that it?” Hyuck glanced down at his notepad again, a frown on his face. “None of this includes actually getting the title of boyfriend.”
“No, there are two more steps. The next thing is..”
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STEP FIVE: INVITE OUT ( NOT A DATE )
Jaemin fought tooth and nail for these tickets. He had no idea how much they were going to cost nor how many people were biting to attend the event. He remembers when you scrolled through a TikTok of the exact same event but in Paris, beneath the Eiffel Tower.
The way your face lit up when you shoved the phone in his face, rambling about how cool it was. So, when Jaemin caught wind of there being an outdoor cinema on the hill hosted at your very own University campus over the break, he just had to get you there.
But, how would Jaemin get you there without you thinking that he went through so much trouble just to get you a ticket? He thought of telling you that he found them on the ground but that would be ridiculous. There was no way you’d believe that.
Jaemin thought about it the upcoming week of the event, until the day before. You’d entered the apartment, slamming the door behind you much harsher than Jaemin was used to. His head peeked up from over the back of the couch.
“____?” He was met with angry grumbling, and the thudding of your shoes being dropped onto the floor after taking them off. “You okay?”
“Why do people have to be the way that they are?” Your sudden question stunned him for a moment, Jaemin meekly shrugged.
“Good afternoon to you, as well.” He chuckled softly, rising from the couch and rounding the half wall to the kitchen. Already on autopilot to make you a drink.
“I tried to get tickets for Grease In The Park.” Jaemin froze with his hand mid-way in grabbing a glass from the shelf.
“Oh? Really? How did that go?” He cleared his throat to try and curb the nervous waver in his voice.
He glanced over into the living room, seeing you throw yourself onto the couch with a defeated frown on your face. “Someone said they were selling theirs, so I paid way more than I should have for them and they were fake!” You had every right to be pissed, you wasted money that you could be using for gas and next month's car insurance.
Jaemin visibly relaxed out of your eyeline, filling the glass with soda and walking back to set it on the coffee table in front of you. You peered up at his bright, toothy smile, your frown deepening when he laughed softly.
“I don’t see how this is funny, Jaemin.” You grumbled, your foot jutting out to hit the back of his knee. Jaemin only nudged your legs back to perch on the edge of the couch, fingers tugging open one of the drawers in the wooden coffee table.
He produced to you an envelope, raising an eyebrow as he waved it in front of you. “Just go with me.” He stated simply, “Jeno’s now going with his girlfriend. I got a spare ticket.”
He’d never seen you move so fast, snatching the envelope from his hands to peer inside. “Holy shit! You’re not joking? These are real?” You gasped, catching the holographic authenticity sticker on the tickets. “Jaemin, Oh my god!”
Jaemin let out a grunt as he was tackled by you, his back bracing his fall against the cushions. Jaemin stilled for only a moment until he relaxed, his arms winding around your back to gently pat along your spine. “Is that a yes?”
It was and the very next day you were flattening out a picnic blanket under a blossom tree on the hill. The perfect spot to get the best view. If anybody stood up, it wouldn't obstruct your view and it was perfect. You’d insisted that you and Jaemin pack a cooler of snacks and some sandwiches, and much to his surprise you’d packed a Two-ball Screwball each.
Jaemin honestly couldn’t recall the plot of the movie, you were amazed he had never seen Grease before. Even after watching it underneath the blossom tree in the greenery behind the University's main building, Jaemin couldn’t recite the storyline. All Jaemin could remember was watching you with stars in your eyes as you belted out the lyrics to nearly every song.
As the fading notes to You’re The One That I Want got quieter, you turned to him. Jaemin loved you like this, unapologetically you. Cheeks red from the excitement and singing, eyes wide and wondrous in the nature's air. And then you floored him, leaning over to press a meaningful kiss to his cheek.
His lips parted in surprise, his own giddy smile widening as you pulled back an inch to look at him. “Thanks, Jaemin.” You whispered between you. “This has been the best movie theatre experience ever.” and with that, you tugged the spare blanket around the both of you, naturally hugging into Jaemin’s side.
Jaemin complained before about the effort to get the tickets but in that moment he vowed that he would do it again ten times over just to relive this moment.
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“You’ve got to make it sentimental. Somewhere she’s always wanted to go but don’t overdo it.” Jaemin pointed at Hyuck in a warning.
“Don’t overdo it? How much do you think this place pays me?” He snorted, gesturing to the coffee shop the three of them had been sitting in since Hyuck’s shift ended two hours ago.
“They’d probably pay you more if you did your job and stopped giving us free coffee.” You shrugged, poking at Donghyuck’s shoulder.
“I’m not even on shift right now!” Donghyuck protested, slapping his hand down on the table. “Do you really want me to start charging you for coffee?”
Jaemin’s lips tugged into a fond smile, letting his friends argue as he slid the paper and pen back toward himself to write the final two steps. He stared at it for a few moments, glancing up at you only once before nodding his head and flipping the paper face down.
Your playful stint with Donghyuck ended as Jaemin stood from his seat, slinging his backpack over his shoulder. “I’ve written the last two steps down.” He began, avoiding your eyes. “I got class in fifteen.”
Jaemin swiftly left you both sitting there, Hyuck already scrolling on his phone when you nudged him. “Aren’t you going to look at step six and seven?” You nudged the paper toward him.
“Eh, read ‘em to me.” Donghyuck shrugged, glancing up at you from his game.
You rolled your eyes, reaching over for the paper. You flipped it over, skimming over the last two steps. Your heart stilled, your body seizing in shock as your brain caught up.
“Oh my god, I’m an idiot.” You whispered, Donghyuck finally glancing over to you.
“I could have told you that, but why?” His head shoved into your eyeline to look at the paper.
‘STEP SIX: WAIT FOR HER TO NOTICE’
“So? Why are you an idiot?” He looked puzzled, eyeing your frozen form carefully.
“Look at this list,” You wave it almost frantically. “Jaemin has done every single one of these things for me.”
“Oh, Yeah. That’s cause he’s in love with you.” Your friend said casually, your head snapping in his direction.
“What?” You choked in disbelief, dropping the list to the table once more.
“I’m surprised you haven’t caught on yet,” Hyuck laughed, “Kinda tragic if you ask me, unrequited love and all.” He yelped when he received a smack to the forearm.
“It’s not unrequited!” It was almost comical how his eyes widened at your exclamation.
“Then go and find him, look at step seven.”
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STEP SEVEN: CONFESS
You left the coffee shop in a clumsy mess, nearly headbutting the door on your way out. Honestly, you were beating yourself up over this. Just how long had you been tiptoeing around each other like this? How long had Jaemin been waiting for you to notice?
Of course, there were some intrusive thoughts shoved into the chaos of your mind. Like; What if you were overlooking this? What if Hyuck was lying? What if Jaemin had gotten bored of waiting for you and moved on already?
You skidded to a stop at your front door, suddenly remembering he wasn’t home. Jaemin was in class for at least two hours and you’d just run all the way back to the apartment to confess to him. However, with one whiff of your body, whilst taking your shoes off, you were glad he wasn’t home yet. It allowed you to shower, do your hair, and spritz some of your favorite perfume over yourself.
When Jaemin arrived home, he found you pacing the length of the living room. He wondered if you’d wear the carpet out at this rate. “Did Hyuck understand the last two points okay?” The question hung in the air as he straightened from removing his shoes.
Jaemin knew that this was make or break. You either caught on to his subliminal message or it went right over your head and he would have to revoke the entire list. Though, the look you gave him at that moment said you understood very well.
“How long?” Your voice was a mere whisper, fingers tangling amongst themselves as your feet came to a stop at the end of the couch.
Silence. Jaemin said nothing, his backpack falling from his shoulder to make a dull sound on the carpet. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, Jaemin was having trouble reading your expression. He wasn’t sure if the tears that were overspilling your eyes were a good thing or not. His teeth bit into his cheek.
“Jaemin, how long?” You moved in closer, your voice was desperate.
“A… a while.” He mumbled. “Too long,” He shook his head, suddenly finding the stain on the carpet much more interesting than the tears that spelled the pain on your face.
You sniffled, closing the gap between you to gently cup his cheeks with your palms and lift his gaze back onto yours. Jaemin caved, leaning into your loving touch with eyes fluttering closed. Warm hands cupped over your own.
“Please,” You’d never heard such vulnerability in Jaemin’s voice. “Let me down gently, ____.”
Jaemin’s eyes opened slowly, already feeling the numbness of rejection seep into his bones. But, you just shook your head with a watery smile. It made him hurt more, his first thought wondering if you were intentionally going to make him suffer for this.
“Oh, Jaem, I don’t plan to let you down at all.” Your whispered words were like a wash of color in skies of grey.
Jaemin’s breath of relief relaxed his shoulders and he wasted no time in connecting your lips. His kiss was gentle, surprisingly so for how long he had been waiting for you. Your lips were soft and he could taste the remanence of the drink you’d had earlier. Your lips slotted over Jaemin’s like they were made to be there, like a missing puzzle piece. It felt right.
It was you who pulled away first, slowly opening your eyes to smile shyly at him. “I love you, Jaemin.”
“I love you, ____”
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I Give You Birthday Cake ⋆·˚ ༘ *
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synopsis: Jaemin is a hardworking idol who didn’t have time to spend with his gf on her birthday. He makes up for it at night, though.
praise // police officer kink // calls you kitten / princess / baby / darling / love // ties you up with a belt // swallowing // blowjob
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It was your long-awaited birthday. You went out with your friends and had the time of your life. You even received gifts from them containing the things you’d least expect. At the end of your day, when you lie on your couch with the TV on filling in the uncomfortably quiet surroundings, you suddenly feel something missing. It was your boyfriend, Jaemin.
You try convincing yourself it’s normal for him to forget since he’s so busy with idol work. You try to be understanding but deep inside, you kind of wished he’d taken a day off just for you.
As your thoughts swarm your head, as your finger presses on the button for the next channel on the remote, the door suddenly beeps before opening. Bags and coats are thrown on the floor as the door clicks closed.
“Babyyy!!” Jaemin recognisable voice echoes through the hallway.
You turn your head to face the door and you see him running in a childish manner to you with his arms open. “I’m so sorry I got home right now. You know my comeback is soon, right? I was so busy with photo shooting and learning the choreography and recording it’s..it’s just been a mess..” he chuckles nervously, hoping you’d understand.
Your eyes are stuck on him as he rants about his busy day but as you realise he failed to at least wish you happy birthday, you turn your head around disappointed, switching channels again.
“Baby? What’s wrong?” Jaemin steps closer and sits down on the couch. He presses his cold hand on your hot forehead thinking you may be sick. Your head flinches away from his touch as you pout, not even giving him a look. How could he even forget this important day?
“Baa~by? Why are you upset? Did something happen today?” his tired eyes struggle to stay open for you.
“If you can’t figure it out then forget it.” you pout more, rolling your eyes.
His mouth curls into a smirk as he starts to realise what was going on. “Is my little kitten upset that I didn’t spend time with her today on her special little day?” he says in a cutesy voice, reaching in to pinch your cheeks. “My little kitten, but the best is always saved for last..”
You still don’t give him any attention and try to avoid his intense glare. “Look at me.” —but you don’t listen to him. “Baby, I said look at me.” his hand grips your jaw as he turns your face by force. He was wearing a sly smirk as he bites his lips, his cheekbones rising the more he focuses on your confused expression. “I still didn’t give you your birthday gift, right? I didn’t even see you today until now, yeah? That’s why you’re upset, right?—Let me fix that. I’ll give your gift now, okay? And I’ll keep my eyes on you until you fall asleep.” he rants quickly but you understand each of his words which escape his charming smile.
You’re still upset but the curiosity regarding his gift for you grows too big in your stomach. “…What’s your gift?” you mumble but he hears it all too clear.
His grin enlarges seeing you play along. “You wanna know?”
You nod lightly and this makes him very glad. “Say less, princess. I’ll show you everything my gift consists of. I think you’ll like mine best~”
“Hmm…I doubt that. My friends got me something very precious. I don’t think you can top that.” you tease him.
You were dressed in a black top which wrapped around you with a zipper in front of you, almost as if it waited to be dragged down by someone. “Is that so?” he hums, shifting gently on top of you as his eyes drift to the zipper and reach to pull it down. “You’ll have to rethinking your statement after this.” he smirks.
“Who told you to wear this?” he asks, making eye contact with you and gesturing to your top.
“I wore what I liked the most today.”
“Really? Take it off.”
“Sorry?”
“I said, strip it off. Unzip your slutty top, kitty.” he calmly says, as if his words don’t make your cunt quiver. You carefully unzip the zipper slowly and teasingly.
Jaemin chuckles and looks to the side, bitting his bottom lip. “..What a tease.”
His hands end up suddenly on yours as he snatches them away, unzipping your top in a second and pulling it off, leaving you in your black, laced bra. Jaemin’s hands fondle with your boobs before he reaches to kiss your collarbone, one of his hands sliding behind your back to unclasp your bra, taking it off of you swiftly as he now moves his hot tongue to your boobs. Your squirming under his cold touch and hot breath. “Jae…wait..”
“Tell me, kitten. What does my birthday girl want, hm?” he asks with puppy eyes as he licks his lips expectantly.
You bite your lip hesitating whether you should say what’s on your mind or not. “Well? What is it?” he asks one more time, his hands caressing your curves carefully.
“Wait here.” you say firmly setting him down in front of you on the floor like a little dog as you go in your room to grab a box. As you step out, you see him in that same spot, his eyes growing curious at the sight of that box.
“What’s this?” he slowly lifts the lid off it and he chuckles when he notices what was going on. “Baby…I never knew you were into this..” Jaemin smirks to himself as he pulls out a police officer outfit. You’re too embarrassed to even look him in the eye so you just ask him to hurry and put it on.
When he walks out of the bathroom in which he changed, his fit body is wrapped in the sexy blue police uniform. “How do I look, my kitten? Is my birthday girl pleased?”
You can feel your core getting hotter and wetter as your eyes dart from his fit arms to his fingers, your mind fulling dazed with how those same fingers could fill you up. “Kitten?” he asks again waving his hand in front of your eyes. You wake up to reality and smile nervously, feeling your pussy get uncomfortably wet. “It’s..ehem…” you struggle to form proper conversation.
Jaemin smirks at your nervousness as he steps closer to you. You trip on the edge of the couch, making you fall over. “My little princess…” his hand goes straight to your drenched underwear. “….This excited? Really?” he smirks teasingly.
“Stop…” you cover your face in embarrassment but his fingers finally touching your hot cunt just makes you want to moan out everything.
“My poor baby…let me help you, alright?” he whispers in a low tone in your ears, sending shivers down your spine as his slender fingers push aside your underwear and basically get sucked in by your wet pussy. You let out a long and shaky sigh, feeling your hips buck forward into his fingers. One of your hand slides to your clit and the other to your nipple to help yourself go overboard. “Fuck, baby…my kitten is so aroused by me~…As a police officer, I must punish her, right?”
You nod unconsciously. He takes it as an answer and pulls your two working hands above your head, taking off his belt and tying your arms together with it. “Be a good girl and let me do all the work, alright?” his lovely voice echoes your ears as you whimper, your mind rushing with the countless thoughts of what he could do to you.
He cracks the knuckles of his slender right hand and presses his middle and ring fingers on your bottom lip. “Open up, princess.” and you obey, his fingers sliding in as he collects your hot spit before taking it out and teases your clit. Soon enough, his skinny digits enter your cunt again, making him groan from how tight and wet it was. “Baby…you clench around me so tightly…I can’t please you like this..” he whispers carefully, caressing your cheek with his other hand.
Your breathing gets heavier as he tries to calm it down. “I’ll take care of everything, just relax…” he kisses you lovingly, his free hand pressing gently on your chest to slow down your breathing. And as if magic, your breathing gets back to normal, as well as your cunt opening up nicely for him. “Good girl. You’re doing so well for me~” he continues to whisper, slowly picking up a pace in his thrusting.
His view was just perfect. You’re squirming on the couch with your pants and undies off, trying to get your hands untied. “Cum for me first, baby. I’ll think then if I should let you go or not~” he teases with a smirk, picking up his pace.
“Fuck…Jae…I want your mouth~” and without a second thought, Jaemin goes down on your dripping cunt and licks at your clit, looking up at you with eyes that almost ask you “Am I a pleasuring my girl well?”. You let out a breathy laugh at the thought, but your mouth is soon taken over by moans as he goes harder and harder.
“Kitten, I really want your cum…I want to see your sexy orgasm” he whines as he pounds his fingers in you. “Cum for me, princess.”
Your breath hitches, almost bucking your hips in his fingers to make him go deeper. “Jae..Jae, baby~ I’m so—oh fuck..—I’m so close” He listens carefully and slowly curls his fingers, hitting your spot better than he did before. Your moans get louder, making him proud of what he did and continuing to pound in that exact spot. Your lewd and wet sounds fill the room as well as his ears.
“Come on, baby~..I’ll beg at this point~..” he pouts at you as his fingers rail you. With a last pound and loud moan, your body unravels in a shaky orgasm. His hands are covered in your arousal fluids. Jaemin presses his wet fingers on your lips, making you open your mouth and suck his digits dry. “Good girl. Such a good girl. My kitten is so sweet and sexy..” he blabbers praises and compliments to daze your mind as he slowly unbuckles his pants and pulls his dripping cock from its hide.
“You’re a good princess, right? You’ll take me well, right?…Even if you got me this big…you’ll still take me like a good girl..” he continues to murmur as he slides his big cock up and down your slit, teasing at your entrance. “You’ll take me…tell me…tell me you’ll take me. Fucking say it.” his voice gets more aggressive as he grabs your jaw, his tip remaining inside of you as he waits for your “permission” to enter further.
“I’ll…I’ll take—“ and without a second further he slams it in and starts ramming his hips into yours. Your sensitive cunt clenches around him, making him grunt and whine in pleasure. “I knew you’d take me~..such a good girl. I got so lucky. Mm’love you so much~..!” he says licking his lips and continuing his pace.
“You got me so hard, baby..It’s your fault. It’s your fault for being such a whore for my fingers alone~…You’ll be a good whore for my cock too, right? My pretty sexy woman..” his mouth continues to blabber sweet nothings which blend lovingly with his deep moans and grunts as he slams his hips into yours, filling the room with wet slaps.
Your moans are slowly fading as his hand is clenched around your neck. Your wrists rubbing against each-other in the tight knot of his belt.
“Fuck, darling. I’ll fucking cum in you. You’re all mine…all for me..my birthday girl…” and with a couple extra rough thrusts he has you creamed and dripping. He pulls out, scooting back to view his work. “You’re drooling, babe. What a perfect eclair~” his sly smile never leaves his perfect face.
As heavy pants leave the both of you, you suddenly come up with an idea. “Jae…Jaemin-ah..” you try to calm your breath down.
“Yes, princess?” he gets up and leans his weight on his two hands which secure you between them.
“What…What about my cake?” you say with a slight chuckle.
You weren’t expecting him to pick up on it so quickly. “Baby…you should’ve said this sooner.” his smile doesn’t get more excited than this one.
Jaemin carefully climbs his feet to capture you between them. His now hardened cock is sprung up right in front of you. “Suck me, kitten..please, yeah?” he whines and begs, poking his tip on your slips which curl into a smile. You slowly open it, taking his length well in your warm mouth. Lewd moans escape his mouth. “Oh baby…oh fuck…your —fuck—your mouth…it feels so good..”
You start to slowly bob your head on it, making up for the length you can’t reach with your hands, stroking his base. You look up, seeing his hot lustful face staring back at you. His furrowed brows and a pleading face, deliciously decorated with a lip-bite. “So good, baby…So fucking good. My cum dump. Shit, baby~…”
His fit hands grab your head tightly as he starts fucking your mouth. You take a deep breath and relax your throat for him. “Oh my fucking god…Holy fuck…I’ll fucking cum down your throat, kitten. You want that? You want that so bad, right? My little kitten needs her milk~ her birthday cake…Fuck..”
His thrusts get more rough as you try your best to not choke on his long shaft. Tears drip down your cheeks as the vibrations of your moans on his dick makes his head throw back.
You take one more look at him from below, his abs tightening and loosening with every exhale and moan. “Fuck baby. You want your cake, yeah? Fucking get it, love. Swallow it all, princess~”
You can feel his cock twitching before shooting strings of hot cum down your throat. He keeps fucking your mouth, riding his orgasm as loud grunts escape his pretty mouth. “Yeah, baby. Fucking take it~…oh fuck..”
Jaemin pulls his length out and his knees give out, collapsing on you. He reaches to give a sloppy kiss to you. “I love you, baby..I love you a lot.” he confesses, kissing your mouth and cheeks and neck and everything.
You’re too tired to even process his words but his kisses make you feel nice and loved.
He takes a quick look at you and how messy you were—he chuckles to himself before picking you up bridal-style and carrying you carefully to the bathroom, showering everything off. He then gently places you on the bed, wrapping you with the cozy blankets before snuggling in as well. He plants a couple more kisses on your bare shoulders, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as you feel your body calm down and drift to sleep.
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Love on the Floor ੈ♡
<switch!yuta x switch!fem!reader>
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synopsis: You and Yuta are married and he’s been holding back some things related to how you look like in your wedding dress.
married couple // switching // on the floor // sneaky-ish // praise // whiny yuta // subby yuta + dom-ish reader // light aftercare // sprinkle of fluff
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“Yuta-yah!” you call from the dress room, dressed in a lovely white bridal dress. It’s beautiful decorated with pearls and white broidery flowers on the lower half. It was flowing against your ankles so magically. The sleeves were puffed out and wrapped around your arms.
Yuta turns around to look at you and he takes your beauty in. He couldn’t believe you were his fiancée. In Yuta’s eyes, you looked like a real goddess right now.
“Fuck. You’re so pretty. Let’s go with this dress, yeah?” he asks, walking towards you, resting his arms on your hips and staring lovingly at your lips.
“Really? You like it that much?” You ask, teasing him by escaping his arms and looking into the mirror one time.
Yuta nods eagerly. “You’re stunning in it. I mean, you’re stunning either way but you’re really stunning in this…” he blabbers, his eyes getting lost in your figures.
“Okay, then. We’ll get this dress. Please make sure to have it finished by the due date!” you tell the cashier as you walk in the changing room to change out of your dress as Yuta pays.
A month goes by and your wedding takes place. Yuta is dressed in a black costume with a red tie, going well with his red hair.
You were talking with his parents when you suddenly feel an arm around your waist. Turning around, you spot your red haired husband. “Hi, Yuta!” you say cheerfully. Yuta smiles at you and at his parents before leaning in slowly to your ear, covering his arm from his parents’s view.
“Do you know what you’re doing to me wearing that dress?” he says deeply to you, feeling his hot breath on your ears.
You turn your face abruptly to face his with a puzzled face. You mouth out a “what?!” to which he replies with a smirk and then turns back to his parents, starting a conversation as if nothing happened.
You were very confused right now, but your questions were going to be answered quickly.
His parents laugh and giggle with him before getting called by your own parents, leaving you alone with him. “Follow me, my princess.” he whispers again, grabbing your wrist gently as if it’s made out of porcelain and leading you to a ballroom above the one you were in already.
It was empty and the music got muffled out by the closed door. “I’m finally alone with you, love.” he says, getting closer to you.
“Yuta-yah..” you say as you lose your balance in the dark room and fall but you’re quickly caught by Yuta.
“Baby, I don’t know how much I can stop myself…” he almost whines in your ear as it sends shivers down your spine. Before you can even say anything, he crashes your lips into yours as his hands pull down on your dress leaving your bare chest in the cold ballroom air making you gasp for air in the kiss. “Fuck..I want you so bad right now, my love. Do whatever you want with me, yeah?..” he begs nicely making you smirk.
Your hands wander to his chest, slowly pulling down his suit. Yuta’s knees give out, making him fall to the floor looking up at you. You’re soon following him down on the cold ballroom floor as he loosens his tie and leans back giving you room to unbutton his shirt, revealing his fit body to the cool air. Your lips soon crash onto his supple skin, sucking carefully, making him whine and whimper—sounds which made your pussy quiver, drenched in its aroused juices. You continue to pleasure him as your hand sneakily slides to his pants, your fingers carefully unzipping his pants and pulling out his painfully hard length. He gasps as you hold it gently. Yuta covers his mouth, afraid his noises might be too loud.
You watch his reactions carefully as you start to slowly stroke his cock making his head throw back and moans escape his mouth, filling the room in echoes. “You’re so aroused for me…All because of this dress?” you ask, stroking his dick hardly while expecting a coherent answer from him.
“I-It’s just…Y..Y-you’re so—oh fuck—you’re so fucking beautiful in that…i-it just makes me think how it must be to f-fuck you in that dress…” he utters out while being overstimulated by you.
“Hmm? Is that so?” you say teasingly, playing with his tip, knowing damn well it makes him go crazy.
“Fu—uck…don’t do that…I-It’s too much…I’ll cum too quickly” he pleads as his abs tighten with ever exhale and his thighs throb between your touch.
“Then fucking do it” you tell him speeding up your pace, making him drool over his chin.
Yuta’s a moaning a cursing mess right now and it’s all because of you. It isn’t long before you give his pulsating cock a couple more strokes making his moans raise a pitch and shoot out strings of his hot semen. His arms give out and he falls back, now laying down.
“Are you alright now, Yuta?” you ask him as you lick your hand clean of his cum. He’s unresponsive. “Hey, are you okay?”
He gets up, looking at you with a smile. “It’d be very shitty for me to leave you all wet like this, right?” he remarks, teasing your hole which hid behind soaked undies. His touch makes you gasp and flinch.
“I…but I’m in my wedding dress…” you whine.
“Let me ruin this pretty dress for you, my wife.” Yuta smirks while pushing her underwear aside and sliding his slender finger across her slit, teasing her drenched and desperate hole.
“Fuck..But it was so expensive..”
“I can buy you the dress as many times as I have to, baby” he huskily whispers in your ear, entering his two thin fingers in your pussy, letting out a moan from you. Your hips gently start fucking themselves on his fingers making him moan in satisfaction. “You’re so hot, my princess. Fucking yourself on my fingers…I bet your fucking dreaming of my dick..”
You nod at him… “Please…”
“Fine.” He takes his fingers out, making you whimper. “Fuck yourself until I get my cock nice and ready for your pretty pussy.”
You whine and curse as you slide your small fingers in your hole, definitely not filling you to where you really need it—and he knows this very well. He knows the only one who can actually reach that delicious spot is him.
Yuta bites his lip, moaning while looking at you desperately trying to make yourself cum. “Baby, that’s not how you do it. I thought I already taught you..” he whines as his breathing gets heavier looking down at you pinned between his arms. “Here, let me teach you again..” and with that he snatches your hand away and shoves you full, making your back arch in pleasure.
“Oh shit, Yuta…fuck..” you moan out as he doesn’t give you a second to adjust before he smacks you as hard as ever. Sounds of skin slapping with your wet fluids fill the room, harmonised with both of your whiny moans. The crystal chandelier above the two of you glimmers on Yuta’s red hair and brown eyes, making his flushed face glow.
“Damn it, baby…How could I ever sit through an entire wedding while I know your cunt feels so nice…so good…my princess, my love, my one and only..” his praises along with whimpers fill your ears.
You can feel his dick start twitching inside of you as his moans raise a pitch, signaling he’s close. “Fuck, love…I want to fuck you forever…” he blabbers while holding your hips steady and thursting in recklessly as he whines and cries out. “I’m so close, my love. Let’s come together, yes? Oh fuck…I want to cum with you..”
You open your mouth to say something but only moans escape. His hands slide to yours and they interlock lovingly as he looks into your eyes with pure lust and pleasure. A couple more thrusts and it gets you a moaning and cumming mess as you tighten your small cunt around his aching cock making him release as well. He fucks his cum in you as the both of you start to see stars before he slows down his tempo and soon pulls out, reaching in to kiss you lovingly.
“So good for me. You were so good. I love you a lot, my love…Breathe for me, okay? Let’s breathe for a moment…” he reassures placing his hand on your chest to calm down your heavy breathing. He kisses your forehead and cheeks affectionately. “My wife..I’m so happy you’re mine..All mine. My love..” Yuta’s sweet nothings make you chuckle as you calm yourself down.
“Don’t laugh. I’m serious. You’re my favorite.”
You expected him to continue that. “Favorite what?” you ask, your voice slightly dead.
“That’s it. You’re just my favorite. You’re my favorite person…If you were an object, you’d be my favorite object—if you were an animal, you’d be my favorite animal. You’re just my favorite…” he confesses, while his eyes are locked on your body still in that dress.
He gets up, helping you stand as well, as he goes to grab some tissues across the ballroom. Once he’s back, he carefully wipes your legs and drenched pussy.
“Let’s go back downstairs, yeah?” he asks raising his right eyebrow and a childish smile on his face as if he didn’t just rail you a couple minutes ago.
“Oh..Okay…” you hold his large hand as he guides you down the ceramic stairs and into the still full ballroom. The party never paused while they were gone.
Yuta’s mother quickly spots them and hurries over. “Mother..!” Yuta says with a grin, bowing lightly.
“Son! Just where have you two been?!” she asks in a desperate manner. You side eye with Yuta and he laughs nervously.
“We had to take care of something..!” he reassures as he wipes his hands of sweat.
“Oh, really?” his mother squints her eyes as they dart from you to Yuta in suspicious manner. The awkward tension makes the two of you laugh awkwardly trying to not make it even more uncomfortable by admitting they have been up to something.
She quickly leaves you two alone as you continue your memorable night together.
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Breakfast on the sheets˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱
<dom!Jeno x sub!reader>
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summary: Jeno had an erotic dream about you and tries to forget it while showering but when he walks out and sees you, he can’t control himself.
praise talk // degrading talk // dirty talk // spitting // fingering // pussy eating // riding // pet-naming // HEAVY aftercare
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Jeno steps out of the shower with a towel hanging from his shoulders and another longer tower wrapped around his waist.
You’re laying on the bed, watching him with a smirk. His wet black hair was hanging over his eyes. “You’re up, baby?” he asks walking closer to you, running a hand through his soaked hair.
You nod, your eyes stuck on his well-defined abs. Jeno notices and he smirks, “you like what you see?”
He then suddenly corners you between his arms, holding himself above you. “You look really pretty this morning, honey…I dreamed of you tonight..”
“You did?” You ask seductively while staring up at him.
He nods while humming. “I did…Hmm..Do you want to know what we did?” he asks, caressing your jawline, not focusing on your eyes but on your lips. “Ah, but I’d prefer to show you rather then tell you. Actions tell more than words, afterall…” his husky voice against your faint ears sends shivers down your spine.
He looks at your reaction which is inviting him to do whatever he’d like with you. He bites his lip smirking while pulling the blanket off of you down along with your pants, leaving your lower half in your laced white panties which were already almost drenched. “You’re so messy, princess..You’ll wet the bed at this rate just by seeing me shirtless” he smirks at his words as he can feel himself get harder.
He moves your underwear to the side, sliding his finger across your slit, making you gasp. Jeno scoops up your fresh lube and makes you suck his finger. “Taste the fluids you make for me, dear…See how fucking slutty it tastes, you fucking whore.”
You do as your told and suck his finger dry. “Good girl~…Such a good girl…” he says petting your head with that same hand.
He slides it down gently and teases your hole, making eye contact with you. “Tell me, baby. How much do you want my finger in you?”
You bite your lip, a bit embarrassed before starting but soon gathering your courage to be shameless; “I want it…Show me how you used me like your cum dump in your dreams” you cry out with a pleading face.
“Fuck…You’re so good for me, baby girl..” he groans while sliding two fingers into your drenched hole, practically swallowing him in. “…so wet…so messy…such a good slut, fuck..” he licks his lips going down on your slippery cunt and starts licking the extra fluid off of your legs, his tongue getting closer to your clit making your hips buck forward uncontrollably.
He notices your reactions and decides to please you. He thrusts his two fingers deep inside you while his tongue sucks on your clit. Your overstimulation is causing you to moan and shake uncontrollably. “Jeno!” you yell out his name as you can feel the knot in your stomach get tighter.
“Fuck baby, you sound so lovely. It’s music to my ears~…” he continues his vigorous thrusting, determined to make you cum. “Let it out for me, princess.” he whispers to your pussy, before licking your clit again.
His thumbs curl forward, hitting just the right spot making your back arch as you cover your mouth to not be too loud. “Jeno—wait, I’ll cum! Oh, fuck..!” you cry out as he continues, not slowing down his pace.
You’re soon to reach your orgasm as you moan out his name several times. Your cunt squirts all over his fingers and he licks you clean. “You taste so sweet, baby…so sweet for me…” his eyes are dazed and full of lust, wanting to continue.
“This won’t do…I can’t be the only one knowing how delicious you are…” As you’re still trying to regain your senses, he slicks his tongue across your dripping slit, scooping up your fluids and reaching in to kiss you, spitting it all in your mouth. You moan at his actions, already feeling yourself get aroused again.
He pulls his towel aside, letting his painfully hardened cock spring out in front of your pretty pussy. “You’re so pretty. You want my cock, right? You’re probably thinking how it feels even if it has been stuffed in you several times already. Beg for it, slut. Fucking beg for it.” he growls, slapping his dick on your stomach then teasing your hole.
“Jeno..! Please, pretty please…Can I please be filled with your cock again? …please…” you whine as your breath gets heavier at the thought of his big cock pounding in you.
“Fucking whore.” he says smirking and flipping you over, slamming his dick in you and slapping your ass. You jiggle your pussy on his hungry cock which makes him slap your ass again, letting out a moan from you. “You like being slapped, huh? You dirty bitch.” he growls before suddenly pounding his dick in you, not giving you a second to adjust.
“Ack! Jeno..!” you cry out, tears pooling in your eyes until they overflow and drip down your cheeks. It’s as if your cunt was designed to fit Jeno’s cock like a glove.
He slams in your ruthlessly before suddenly stopping and pulling out, letting you whimper in pain at the sudden empty feeling. “Why..? Jeno..” you cry out.
“Ride my cock, slut. Show me how dumb you are for my dick.” he demands, sitting down with his length sprung up, waiting for it to be given attention.
You bite your lip before climbing up in his lap and slowly inserting his hardened cock in you, keeping your eyes on his face expressing pleasure. Not a lot of time passes before you find yourself bouncing up and down on him, grinding on his lap, holding yourself on his chest.
“Fuck…you’re so good for me. Such a good princess..” he praises, brushing your hair away from your face. “Shit…I’ll fucking cum…you’re so good.” he groans, arching his back, locking his hands on your hips as they rock back and forth.
Your moans raise a pitch, “Me too, baby…Let’s come together…so good..” you utter, your mind barely even being able to put simple words together.
A couple more poundings and it gets you two moaning together sweet nothings. “Where do you want my cum, baby. Come on, say it~..” he whimpers.
“Fuck. Anywhere. I’ll fucking take it anywhere, Jeno.”
Soon enough, you end up cumming as Jeno takes his length out, bringing it close to your mouth and makes you swallow it.
Your head collapses on the bed as you pant heavily, trying to recollect yourself. He pats your head as he goes to grab his towel from before. “You did so good for me, princess. It’s all I could’ve asked for. I love you so much~..” he praises you as he wipes his mess off of you and picks you up bridal-style, carrying you carefully to the bathroom, setting you into the shower so you won’t have to do anything more.
Your eyes open slightly, seeing him taking care of you, you chuckle to yourself; “My baby worked so hard for me, I should clean my mess, right?” he says somehow feeling the need to explain himself.
Jeno showers you from neck to feet. Once he’s finished he carefully picks you up and begins drying you. Treating you as if you’re made out of porcelain, he wipes off every drop of water while letting you rest on a stool.
The cold air from the air hits your damp skin which makes you shiver. “You’re cold? I’m so sorry baby…” he says with a pout, wrapping a larger towel around you and rubbing his hands in a fast motion on your arms to warm you up.
“Here, let me get you dressed,” he insists, reaching to pick you up again.
“But…you..” you mutter. He cocks his head to the side, “Sorry?”
“You’re not dressed.”
Jeno looks down at himself, reminding himself he’s been walking naked around the house. “A prince must take care of his princess first, right?” he smirks to himself as he picks you up again and sets you carefully in bed, wrapping you in a thick blanket.
He tucks you in, kissing your forehead. “I’ll get in bed with you after I shower too.” Jeno reassures you, whispering it in your ear, making you giggle.
Not a lot of time passes before Jeno steps out of the shower, drying himself before getting in bed with you, hugging from behind and kissing your back lovingly. “I love you, baby” he says with a husky voice.
“I love you too, Jeno.” you say back, snuggling into his embrace.
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ˋ°•*⁀➷ OFFICE MASQUERADE ┊͙✧˖*°࿐
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A Jaemin x Reader fake dating + office romance
"Please help me, just this once. I promise I'll pay you back!"
Summary: Yn is the solo type. She doesn't have time for romance. But after her friends bug her endlessly on getting a boyfriend, she's suddenly forced to bring someone to a group date night. Who could she possibly bring when there was never any man in her life?
Chapter 01
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Yn clears her throat and steps in front of the mirror, checking her dress out. White with pearls wrapping around her chest and sleeves.
You got this, you’ll be fine. she tells herself as she can feel her heart pound from nervousness.
She takes out her phone and opens up her chat app…
YN: Don’t forget today!
YN: 9pm, I sent you the location above
YN: Please don’t be late…
delivered
“It still didn’t send…” she tells herself while closing her phone and placing it in her pocket.
With a few extra breath-ins, she wraps a thick scarf around her neck, covering her face up to her mouth as she steps out the door and starts her walk to the restaurant.
Her steps slow down when she reaches the fancy door which had a large OPEN sign plastered on it. She looks around and there was no sign of Jungwon.
“Where is he..? It’s almost 9pm…”
Her phone suddenly rings, “Hyebin”
“Hello?” Hyebin asks from the phone.
“Hyebin-ah! I’ll be there in a sec! Wait for me..! Thank you! Bye!!!” she quickly closes her phone and her eyes dart to the clock which turned 9:05pm.
Yn quickly dials Jungwoo’s number but it’s left answerless.
Just when she’s in complete dispair, a tall guy catches her eyes. He was wrapped up in a coat and had a long and thick scarf covering half of his face. His eyes looked beautiful enough to convince yn to approach him.
“Good evening. I’m so sorry to disturb your night…uhm..well…” her words leave her mouth. Her hands get sweaty and fidgety, not stopping from moving one moment.
The man looks at her worried. “Are you okay, miss? Can I help you?” he asks, reaching to hold her hands from picking at her skin.
“Um, well…would you mind pretending to be my boyfriend for the night? I’m really desperate here…Please help me, just this once. I promise I'll pay you back!” she asks pleadingly and the man is left speechless.
“I’m sorry?…Well..I guess I could do that. I don’t know you. Will it be okay?”
“Yes! Yes, it’s perfectly fine!! Thank you so much, you’re a life saver!!” she bows low and grabs his wrist, pulling him into the restaurant.
“Hyebin-ah! Yoon-ah! Hello!” she waves, pulling her new boyfriend into the room.
The two wave back and start whispering to eachother about the wrapped up guy walking next to yn. They’re slowly starting to believe her.
The man unwraps his scarf and reveals his face to yn. A young looking man with a beautiful smile and charming eyes. His hair was dyed a dark blonde and his cheeks were slightly pink from the cold weather outside.
The two girls are left in shock at his visuals. Yn turns her face around and her eyes widen in shock. That can’t be…
“Hello.” the man bows politely. “I’m…” he suddenly noticed he never got her name.
Yn whispers quietly to him, “yn..!”
“I’m yn’s boyfriend, Na Jaemin.”
Yn’s heart stops. THE NA JAEMIN?!
Jaemin turns to look at yn and his eyes squint as he notices a familiar face. “Oh!” he spontaneously says before reminding himself of the situation he’s in. That he shouldn’t act as if it’s the first time meeting her.
Yn’s eyebrows furrow while her head rush with thoughts. She smiles at him awkwardly and lightly bows. There’s no way I just asked my boss to be my boyfriend for the night.
“Yn, you okay? You look worried.” Yoona intervenes, noticing something off between the two.
“Ah, well…uhm…” her hands fidget with the tablecloth. “Well, Jaemin is very busy. Lately he had to travle too, right Jaemin..-ah?” her head turns to Jaemin who sat on her right. Her eyes were big and her smile was slightly apologetic.
Jaemin nods, trying to get into his character. “Yes, darling.” His words make yn’s stomach weirdly turn despite him being her boss.
Yoona and Hyebin smile to eachother, “Let’s go drink after this! Are you two in?” Yoona asks impulsively.
Yn gulps before turning to Jaemin, raising her eyebrows. “I’m okay. What about you..dear?”
Jaemin smirks seeing her playing along. “Of course..!” he adjusts his suit after saying that, clearing out his throat.
“But..” Hyebin leans in, “…How did you two meet?”, Yn is left thinking of an answer. “I mean, yn said you two became a couple only recently…” Hyebin continues looking to the side and sipping her water.
“Um…” yn starts fidgeting under the table again. Jaemin’s eyes dart to her hands and he gently places his on top of them, calming her down. He decides to take over the conversation,
“I noticed her at work, she was so beautiful, so I asked her out. We got along well so, we ended up together,” his thumb rubs on yn’s.
“At work, huh? I didn’t know you were into office romance, yn~” Hyebin teases.
Yn laughs looking away.
Her phone vibrates her pocket. She picks it up reading out Jungwoo’s name on it. She rolls her eyes excusing herself from the table and rushing to the bathroom. Jaemin notices her weird behaviour but chooses to let her be and continue his conversation with Hyebin and Yoona.
“What do you want?” she asks irritated as she hits the bathroom.
“Yn-ah, I’m so sorry—“ but before he could finish yn groans.
“It’s fine. Don’t come anymore.”
“What? Why? Did you tell your friends you have no boyfriend?”
“No. I asked someone else…”
“Who?”
“You won’t believe it…Na Jaemin-ssi..our company’s CEO!!!” she freaks out, pulling her hair. Just then she sees Jaemin waiting for her at the entrance of the bathroom, looking at her with a light smirk.
“No way?! How did you get him to do that? He’s such a busy guy…Yn? Yn??”
“Jungwoo-yah, I’ll call you later, okay?” she doesn’t wait for his answer and closes the call, awkwardly smiling at Jaemin.
She bows politely. “I’m…so sorry for doing this, PD-nim…” she says, her head still low.
He chuckles seeing her so eager to apologise. He pets her head lightly. “I hope I won’t have to do this multiple times,” he says with his charming smile.
Yn chuckles nervously. “I’ll pay you back somehow…I’ll work overnight a full week!”
“No need to.” he turns around and walks back to the table.
Their conversations continue until clock his 11pm and it was time for their drinking rounds.
They all step out wrapped up in their coats and thick scarves. Yn was wearing a short skirt underneath so her bare legs were exposed to the cold air.
“Are you not cold, dear?” Jaemin asks with a kind smile.
“Ah..! N-no, I’m fine…” she says back, trying to continue to play along with their roles.
Jaemin wraps his hand around her waist and pulls her closer, rubbing his thumb on her hips.
As they all reached the bar, they sit at a round metal table and order bottles of soju and beer to mix them up. Hyebin seemed to be the most enthusiastic about this. She loved drinking the most and absolutely loved going partying, so her drinking skills were definitely present.
Hyebin pours in the soju and the beer in a glass, filling it half-way and then handing it to Jaemin and yn. “Bottoms up!!” she says. Her energy is contagious and yn drinks it in one go, slamming the glass on the table and letting the hot alcohol slide down her throat.
Jaemin’s eyes are fixated on her fun behaviour. He’d only seen her at work where she keeps her professional face on and never lets her personal life interfere. She’s always serious at work so he really enjoyed seeing this new side of yn.
Chuckling, Jaemin decides to do the same. He drinks it in one go and savours every drop of it as it slides down his throat.
A couple more rounds of the same one-shotting and yn is already wasted with 2 bottles of soju finished. Jaemin sips on his third small shot of soju as his mind remains sober. He looks at the 3 other girls who look just as drunk as yn. Yoona being the only one who was more sober-looking.
“Jaemin-ssi. You know, your name matches the one yn always mentions about at work..” Yoona says, chewing on a piece of meat.
“Oh, really? Who is this other Jaemin?” he asks with a curious expression, suddenly getting intrigued at what yn had to say about him.
“Hey! Don’t tell him…!!” yn suddenly says firmly, her head soon falling back onto the table.
“Tell me..!” Jaemin insists with a smile.
“There’s this boss at her workplace, right? She says he’s super handsome but takes his work too much like a game. She says he gives too much work to his employees and that he’s sometimes a huge jerk. When he mentioned the name Jaemin I really thought it was you but, you seem way better” she says with a cute smile, chewing on another piece of meat.
“Is that so..?” Jaemin asks with a smirk, looking at the sleeping yn. “I should get going. I’ll call you two a taxi, okay?” he suggests, placing his arm around yn indicating that he’ll take her home.
Yoona nods and they all walk out, waiting for the taxi to arrive. Once it did, Jaemin pays the taxi and Yoona with Hyebin are set off home as he’s left with a drunk yn.
“Yn-ssi..” —no response— “Yn-ssi!!” he shakes her and it successfully wakes her up.
“What..?” her eyes are cloudy but she can make out Jaemin’s figure as he holds her by the shoulders.
“Where’s your home? Your home address? I don’t know where to take you, miss…” he says with a pout. Yn laughs but fails to tell him her location. Jaemin sighs and decides to take her to his place.
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