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Best morning ever | cyj

↬ pairing: yeonjun x f!reader

↬ genre: established relationship, domestic au, fluff (if you squint), smut, pwp.

↬ summary: you wake up to your boyfriend between your legs; not that you’re complaining.

↬ rating: 18+ (minors dni)

↬ word count: ~1.9K

↬ warnings/tags: profanity, brief somnophilia(?), dom/sub undertones, cunnilingus, dirty talk, use of pet names, unprotected, penetrative sex, praising, cream pie.

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˗ˏˋ꒰ 🌺 a/n ꒱ hi, hello <3! this is actually the first ever txt fanfic i wrote, back when i started! today, i bring you an edited and ✨enhanced✨ version of the original piece; enjoy!

Hazy sunlight creeps inside your shared bedroom, announcing the morning not so subtly. Yeonjun is already wide awake, admiring your sleeping form and feeling butterflies in his stomach. He lets his slender finger trail down your jaw, neck, stopping right before your poorly hid cleavage. The enticing sight makes him bite down his lower lip instinctively.

He can see everything through the sheer material of his white shirt on your body, and it’s most definitely making his blood rush to the south. With a shuddering breath, Yeonjun continues his journey, earning a soft whimper from your still asleep self. He stops once he reaches the waistband of your panties, his eyes shooting up to your face. Somehow, you’ve managed to sleep like a baby through the whole ordeal, unaware of the sinful thoughts swirling in Yeonjun’s head.

You look so peaceful, angelic even, your breaths light and your lips parted ever so slightly. With a fond smile, he shakes his head a little, climbing up on you. Yeonjun takes a few moments to stroke away the tousled hairs from your face, his lips pressing a soft kiss on the tip of your nose. His gentle hands unbutton the shirt slowly to leave you only in your baby blue cotton panties.

Your boyfriend keenly watches how goosebumps spread over your skin, your nipples erecting against the cold morning air. The urge to lean down and suck on those sensitive nubs is strong, but he holds himself back.

Feeling bare and unprotected in your sleep, you whine in protest, unwilling to open your eyes. The familiar warmth of Yeonjun floods your senses as he kisses you softly, the touch fleeting yet comforting.

You can feel his fingers tugging down your underwear through the haze of your sleep. But you don’t stop him — subconsciously knowing exactly where this is headed to. It only encourages him to go further, his mouth leaving soft nips on your inner thighs. You purr, and he looks up from between your legs, noticing how your breathing picks up from his touch. Yeonjun parts your legs, dragging his mouth along your inner thigh, so close yet not there. He keeps teasing you to his liking, effectively awakening your body from its slumber.

The pink of his tongue peeks out of his mouth, his hot breath fanning over your core. Your desperate hands grip on the bed sheet, waiting for his touch. After what feels like an eternity, you feel his tongue sliding along your moist folds.

“Junnie!”

You gasp, your lips parting and your eyes flying open. Yeonjun takes the hint, taking your left leg and placing it over his shoulder for better access. He gets to work immediately, covering your pussy with kitten licks, his nose nudging at your clit. With great effort, you manage to support your body on your elbows, his eyes locking with yours.

Yeonjun’s eyes twinkle with mischief, and before you can comprehend anything, his lips are wrapping around your clit, the sensation making you delirious.

“Don’t… ugh, don’t stop please–” you fall back on the mattress and cry out, his teeth lightly grazing over the sensitive nub.

“Shh, I’m not stopping, baby.”

He flattens his tongue against your slit, going up and down but not giving you what you need. It amuses him — the way you make cute sounds of frustration, writhing uncontrollably under him. You’re entirely under his mercy.

Growing impatient as the urgency rises, Yeonjun finally pushes his tongue inside the molten warmth of your cunt, his low groan sending vibrations throughout you. Your back arches off the mattress from the sensation. The feeling of him inside you intoxicates you, your body hypersensitive to each stroke of his tongue. You both moan simultaneously when he starts fucking you with his tongue, your head hitting the pillow.

Junnie grunts, pushing harder and deeper, your essence filling his mouth. Your toes curl as you crest higher, and he softly brushes his thumb on the sensitive bundle of nerves. You buck up your hips, trying to move with his ministrations as he delves his tongue in and out, his thumb rolling your clit in tight circles. Out of breath, you wound your fingers in his hair, trying to ground yourself.

He softly plucks his tongue out, groaning as he enjoys the way you pull on his hair strands. He dives back down to slurp at your juices eagerly, ravishing you like he’s been starved. Yeonjun wraps his lips around the swollen nub, sucking and grazing his teeth on it.

“Please…” You whimper, your legs shaking as you plead.

“Please what, baby?” He hums, suckling on your clit. “You know you can say it better for me, don’t you?”

“Please! God, I– I’m gonna come!”

You feel his lips curling against you before he pulls away, moving down to your sopping entrance. The warm, flexible muscle slides into you again, his index finger rolling your clitoris. Without prior warnings, your orgasm blazes through you like a tidal wave, body trembling as you gush around him. Junnie moans appreciatively, devouring every single drop that you offered to him. With slow, long licks, he lets you ride out your high, sensitizing you further.

“My princess loves it, yeah? The way I eat out your pretty pussy until you come?”

You open your eyes to find him hovering over your spent body, a devilish smirk on his lips. His mouth is covered with your slick, glistening under the golden rays of the early sun. The urge to have him buried deep inside you invades your mind at the sight, and you mewl, “Junnie.”

Yeonjun quirks one of his eyebrows, “Yeah, baby?”

“I wan’– need your cock in me.”

“Fuck, you say it so prettily. How can I say no to that?” His hungry mouth finds yours, and you immediately taste yourself on his tongue, a moan escaping you. He pulls down his sweatpants with his boxers, resting his erection between your slippery folds. You feel yourself clenching around nothing, weak at the feeling of his rock-hard cock rubbing against your pussy. He knows you like it; he knows that it drives you crazy.

“Please, baby, I– can’t,” you whine with a pout.

“Please what, my angel?” Yeonjun smiles. Even though he’s running very low on patience, he teases you. His pre-cum is dribbling down onto your slit, making a mess, but he still wants to hear that final confirmation.

“In me… I’m ready…” you whisper, eyes glazed up.

“Fuck.” He positions himself along your needy, waiting hole. His bulbous, thick head protrudes in a bit, causing you to gasp. You intertwine your fingers together right before he pushes inside, your head lolling back in pleasure. Your moans get muffled as he kisses you hungrily, your inner walls stretching to give him space.

“Yeah baby, just like that, take it, it’s all yours.”

You manage a broken whisper in response, adjusting to his size. Yeonjun holds you close, starting with slow, languid thrusts, pulling and pushing, giving you time to get used to the stretch. Soon, you start to rock your hips, building up a rhythm with him. He growls, surging his hips forward again and again, hitting all those spots inside you that make you feel mushy. His mouth finds its refuge on your shoulder, cock plummeting into your warm, tight and slippery depths.

Yeonjun rests his forehead against yours, rasping, “Can you hear that? Can you hear how fucking wet you are for me? Hm?” As if to prove his point, the squelching sound increases, the raw sound of skin slapping against skin magnifying the wet noise. You struggle to form a coherent sentence. But knowing very well that he’ll demand for an answer, you just nod your head vigorously.

“Baby can’t even talk, huh? Am I fucking my baby dumb? That she can’t even use her words?” A few rough thrusts hit your cervix, tears gathering in your eyes. He’s fucking you good. Yeonjun is in a frenzy, his pace quickening with each of his strokes, deep moans of satisfaction rumbling in his throat.

“Pussy so good, fuck! You’re so good to me, baby, squeezing me so well. So wet and hot for me. Taking this dick like a good girl.” Your boyfriend murmurs all these praises like a mantra, his weight pushing you down and bending you further. Tears gather in your eyes from the intense stimulation. It feels so unbelievably good. Your whole body is buzzing with pleasure.

A string of incoherent words leaves your throat, your nails raking on his back, sure to leave visible marks the next day. His cock twitches inside you, wrapped up snug in your gummy walls, both of you moaning simultaneously. You bury your face in his shoulder as the knot in your lower tummy tightens further.

“I know you’re close, baby. Come for me.” Yeonjun groans, moving harder against you, making sure to grind against your clit with his pelvis as he moves. Clearly over stimulated, you quiver beneath him, white spots appearing in your vision.

“Junnie!” You cry out, your walls clenching around his cock as you reach your high. He slows down with a low growl, your cunt pulsating around him sporadically. His pace turns sloppy, and he moans your name, getting closer to his own release.

“Fuck, fuck! I’m gonna come, baby. I’m— fuck!” Yeonjun collapses on you, his ecstasy crashing over him as he drains his balls inside you. You shudder, pussy clenching as he fills you up with his seed to the brim. His body gives up, crashing down on you — which you accept with open arms.

You stroke his hair, trying to catch your breath while he soothes the bites left by him in the fit of passion. He rolls over after a while, pulling you close and kissing your forehead.

“Wow… So that was something.” Yeonjun sighs, drawing random patterns on your back with his fingers.

You nuzzle his chest, cuddling up to him, “Why?”

“This is the best way to start my day. Why didn’t I think of this before?” He chuckles, squeezing you in his arms.

“Maybe because your galaxy brain isn’t really a galaxy brain?”

Junnie shoots you a glare, smacking your ass. “Don’t push my buttons, I’m in a good mood, ‘kay?” He continues after a brief pause and sigh, “Wanna take a shower together? To save water, obviously.”

You giggle, “Showers are supposed to clean you up, not to make you dirtier.”

Yeonjun pouts, burying his face in your chest and groaning, “It’s not like I’m coming all over you and making a mess, I just come in you.”

You tap your chin, pretending to ponder over his invitation. On the other hand, impatient and careless, he stands up all of a sudden, picking you up in his arms and carrying you towards the bathroom.

“Why don’t you– ah-mmh!”

The rest of your sentence turns into a whimper as he pushes three of his fingers into your mouth. You moan, looking at him through half-closed eyelids.

“Were you saying something?” Yeonjun sets you down on the bathroom counter, smirking. You shake your head no, sucking on his fingers obediently. “Such a good girl, that’s what I thought. You wanna suck my cock instead of my fingers, baby?”

You nod eagerly, and he pulls his fingers out of your mouth, kissing you passionately. Not to be biased, but this has been the best morning ever.

Yeonjun prays that all the mornings would be like this from now on.

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euphor1a · 2 years

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— hush; so, it begins

↬ pairing: dom!yeonjun x sub f!reader x switch!jay

↬ genre: friends to lovers, polyamory, smut, fluff and angst.

↬ summary: It was wrong from the start. You knew it. But heck, you’d be lying if you say that you didn’t love it when Yeonjun and Jay destroyed you(r friendship); no pun intended.

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↬ rating & word count: 18+ ; 6.8k

↬ warnings: profanity, mentions of social anxiety and insecurities, several awkward encounters, alcohol consumption, explicit sexual content: grinding, dry humping, fingering, exhibitionism, loads of praise and dirty talk, body worship, mmf threesome, nipple play, oral (f! & m! receiving), marking, some cock warming, like two spanks, unprotected sex, cream-pie, multiple orgasms (f! receiving), over stimulation, a bit of blacking out, aftercare <3

↬ a/n: god </3 this feels like a fever dream now 🥴; did you miss this devastatingly sexy duo too? 😔 anyway, let’s not be too sad, because they’re back to make us feel empty yet so full, in every way possible <3

Sigh.

This is probably the seventh time you’ve shown your disinterest within the past 20 minutes. Yeonjun, on the other hand, keeps demonstrating about the house party he has planned enthusiastically, not once paying attention to you.

“I’m up for it! It’s been so long since we got together for a party!” Beomgyu chimes in, bringing his hands together for a clap.

You can’t help but groan internally when a bunch of others nod in agreement.

Why the hell did Yeonjun even think of inviting you if he was going to plan a party with his gang all along?

Your relationship with his homies is not really smooth, per se. They’re all so different and you struggle to blend in with them. Plus, for some reason, most of them take pleasure in teasing you for every little thing.

Crossing your arms around your chest, you huff. From your peripheral vision, you can notice Jay. Seems like he’s really engrossed with whatever Yeonjun is showing on his iPad.

Great, the only two people here who are actually considerate towards you, are too busy to care about how you feel.

“Aw, why the long face, Cinderella? Afraid that you can’t stay out late to party with us?” Beomgyu makes a sound out of pity; and suddenly all attention turns towards you.

“I’m like ninety-nine-point nine percent sure that she doesn’t wanna be a part of this.” Soobin added that Taehyun and Heeseung agreed.

“Yeah… she doesn’t like this stuff. She always leaves so early.” Heeseung throws you a sympathetic look.

You can’t help but roll your eyes. Why are you still here, again?

“Cut it out, guys. Let her be.” Jay frowns at his friends, looking at you with an apologetic smile that momentarily melts you. “I’m sure she would have loved to join the fun if all of you were a bit more friendly.”

“Yah! Park Jongseong! Are you taking her side over us?” Beomgyu grumbles, running a hand through his long mullet hair. “On top of that, we are friendly! What are you even implying? Everyone here is nice!”

“Sure.” You quip back, drawing the ‘e’ out as much as possible.

“See!” Beomgyu waves his hand dramatically at Jay. “And you are throwing accusations left and right! Oh, what world are we living in? Friendship is a joke.”

Beside you, Taehyun shakes his head out of disappointment. “Gyu, please calm the fuck down, will you? We are here for brunch, not for some Shakespearean drama.”

Beomgyu looks at him, shocked, his hand coming to rest on his chest with a ‘how could you’ expression. Everyone breaks into laughter, leaving a very offended Gyu behind.

“Okay, okay, now stop this before someone storms out of the house.” Yeonjun declares, slightly out of breath. Oh look, someone finally figured out how to talk.

“True, we need to focus on planning anyways if we wanna have that party.” Jake clicks his tongue, taking a spoonful of chocolate mousse into his mouth.

“You guys go ahead with the planning! I’ll be upstairs.” You excuse yourself and get away from the table immediately. Your naked feet make a soft padding sound as you climb up the stairs, but Yeonjun’s gravelly voice causes you to halt and turn around.

“____, you can help us plan this, you know? Why are you leaving…?”

“I’m not good at planning, wouldn’t dream of ruining your perfect little plan,” you state bluntly, locking eyes with him for a moment before waving at everyone and continuing upstairs.

It’s a rather beautiful day, you think, closing your eyes as the gentle breeze grazes your skin. This particular balcony of Junnie’s house has always been your favorite one. Your heart skips a beat when you think back to the moment you refused him and came up here. He almost looked… sad. But it’s not really your fault, is it? He knows damn well you struggle with social anxiety, and how teasing about this insecurity of yours affects you badly. Maybe you are a little bit too sensitive, feeling hurt because Yeonjun didn’t stop his friends. He is the host of this whole thing after all, shouldn’t he be the one making sure that his guest is alright?

And then, there’s Jay. You don’t really know how to feel about that guy. He’s usually the only one except Yeonjun who actually pays attention to you, but sometimes… he’s just cold and distant. But for what it matters, he did stand up for you today, unlike someone else.

Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes. No, you are not mad at Beomgyu, or any of the guys, if you’re being honest. You are an adult. You can handle some teasing. But you still feel the tinge of sadness clawing at your heart. Why? You shouldn’t really expect Yeonjun to protect you or whatsoever. You’re just another friend of his. And he has plenty of them.

“Hello? Earth to ____?”

You turn around quickly, finding yourself face to face with Heeseung. The look on his face is apologetic, probably because he knows that he scared you. To your surprise, he speaks up first, “Um, hey... so... will you come back with me? After you left everyone kinda went silent and...Uhh…” He stumbles upon his words, unsure what to say.

“And? Why would y’all be silent? Go ahead and do your planning, please! It’s not my scenario, so I left. Nothing about whatever happened there at all, I promise! I mean… I’m used to you guys pulling my leg on every occasion you can.” You giggle at the end, watching Heeseung as he tries to process what you said.

After a few moments of silence from his side, he sighs. “I hope you know that we don’t really mean it when we try to make fun of you! It’s just that… you’re the only girl friend Yeonjun always keeps around for every occasion, so we are just. Um... y’know…”

Although you don’t really understand what he’s trying to imply, you nod. Heeseung smiles sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. He’s cute.

“You think I’m cute?” He arches an eyebrow at you, a subtle smirk playing on his lips. You blink confusedly for a moment before it hits you.

“Shit– I said that out aloud, didn’t I? Sorry…”

“Don’t be,” he assures, “I’m flattered. And for the record, I think you’re very pretty too.”

You feel heat rushing to your cheeks, and you cast your eyes down. “Oh, um… thanks.”

Heeseung reaches out to pat your head, “You’re very welcome, swee–”

“Yeah, okay, please stop before I try to bleach my ears.” A very familiar voice calls out from behind, your blood freezing immediately. Why is Yeonjun here? How much did he hear?

You don’t really know why this sudden surge of anxiety is knocking the breath out of your lungs; does he have that much power over you? You shouldn’t be worried that Junnie caught you flirting with Heeseung, but you are, and you don’t know why.

“Oh, c’mon dude, you’re clearly just jealous.” Heeseung huffs, rolling his eyes. However, Yeonjun seems unfazed, his eyes absorbing each and every of your small movements.

“Go downstairs and tell them that we’ll meet up another day to plan. Will you Hee?”

You dare to steal a glance at him, clearly surprised with the sudden change of his mind. What is he thinking?

“Hmm, yeah… I guess.” Heeseung sighs, looking at you one last time before strolling away. His footsteps echo through the empty space, leaving you alone with Yeonjun.

“I’m sorry.” He takes a step towards you, his voice faltering. “Please don’t be mad at me, ____. Tell me what I did wrong, and I’ll make sure to never repeat it again.”

You shudder a little when you realize that he’s standing very close to you, trying to peer into your eyes. Forcing yourself to look somewhere else, you mumble, “I’m not mad at you…”

“You are not a good liar. We both know that.”

“I’m just hurt, okay? And it’s fucking stupid because for some reason I expected you to– ugh!” your voice is a bit louder, but it’s still shaky, giving your emotions away.

“Look at me.”

Receiving no response from your end, Yeonjun cups your cheek to lock your eyes together, gently holding your waist with his other hand to keep you steady.

“It’s not stupid. Your emotions are valid. I’m sorry for letting them go ahead with it, ____, I was… how do I phrase it? I just don’t want to be a bad friend, you know? They’re chaotic and, um, kinda carefree… but I trust them with my life. But I guess, I still ended up being a bad friend. To you. I’m sorry.”

You can see the storm of emotions in his hazel orbs, and at this moment you feel like the villain. Maybe you let your emotions cloud your judgment a bit too much. Maybe it’s your fault that you didn’t even consider anything else but how you feel.

“Don’t apologize… you didn’t do anything wrong. I’m the problem here,” you manage to breath out, your eyes and throat burning as you struggle to hold yourself up.

Yeonjun immediately knows what’s about to happen, his arms snaking around your waist to pull you into his chest. Fresh tears soak through his fancy sweatshirt, a choked cry escaping you.

“Shhh, how many times have I said that self-pity is not allowed here? You’re not a problem, and you’ll never be. Got it? Don’t blame yourself for feeling certain emotions, please.”

“But I ruined everything.” you muffle out, holding onto him for dear life as your body shakes with the powerful sobs. Yeonjun draws soothing patterns on your back, whispering encouragement and trying to hush you.

“You really didn’t, baby, everything is alright. I’ll meet up with them soon enough and plan this thing out. And we can grab some ice cream tomorrow if you feel up to it, hm?”

“I don’t even deserve you,” you whine, sniveling. He drops a gentle kiss on your head, rocking you back and forth.

“You do. You deserve every best thing in this world. Loads of cuddles, yummy food with loads of cheese and obviously, ice cream. And the best things include me too.”

Resting your chin on his chest, you look up at him. Yeonjun is looking at you with a fond smile, and for the first time today, you find yourself matching that smile of his. Some might say that you’re in love with him, but you don’t care.

Wrapped up in Yeonjun’s arms, you enter the kitchen of his apartment downstairs, unsure about the time. You two spent a lot of time together, cuddling and listening to each other, trying to get rid of any misconceptions. And right now, you’re quite sure you could float in the air if you wanted to.

“You didn’t finish your plate, did you? No wonder you feel hungry.” He shakes his head out of disappointment. “What do you want to eat? Spoiler alert, I don’t have any tacos or pizza left.”

You pout, seemingly dissatisfied from the news. “Then… maybe those chicken pockets you made?”

“Nope. All gone. Motherfuckers ate and left no crumbs.”

“Wow, such a respectful way to address your friends.” You giggle, tiptoeing to grab a pack of Doritos from the snack cupboard and heading outside.

“Hey! Give that back! ____!” Yeonjun follows close behind. “Give it back! Wait– Jay? Soobin?”

“We aren’t interrupting, are we?” Soobin gives him a knowing look, while Jay approaches you immediately, taking the packet away.

“Are you okay? Do you know how worried we both were?” Jay asks, his voice harsh. Unsure about whom the question is directed to, you stay silent, looking at the three men with big, doe eyes. A collective sigh of defeat escapes them.

“Why are you two still here? I thought everyone left?” Yeonjun sulks, snatching the Doritos from Jay’s grasp.

“We were worried, as Jay mentioned,” Soobin says calmly. “At first ____ left us like that, then Heeseung went to do damage repair, after that you left because apparently it was taking too long,” he stops for a moment to take a breath, continuing soon. “And then Heeseung comes down to tell us that you said we’ll be planning some other day and we can leave for today. All of us decided to lounge around, but guess what? We could hear someone crying. It went from casual to awkward super quick and everyone started leaving. Jay wanted to make sure that both of you are okay, especially her, so I decided to keep him company. Not gonna lie, I was worried too.”

You feel yourself turning small under Jay’s intense gaze. Yeonjun is dumbfounded for several moments before he complains, “I’m fine. No need to worry for me. And I think she’s alright now, but she’s hungry.”

Jay pulls out his car keys, his stern face softening a little. “Okay so, I guess it’s settled then. I can drop off both of you home and buy ____ some lunch. Thanks for having us over, Yeonjun!”

“That’s not necessary… I don’t wanna be bothersome.” You cough, drawing their attention back to you.

“It is. You’re hungry and it’s literally two pm. There’s no way in the hell that I’m letting you walk home like that. Come on now!” Jay looks at Soobin and Yeonjun for some support, which they gladly provide.

“He’s right, baby, and it’s not bothersome. Now shoo.” Junnie ushers you all outside, Soobin smacking his hand amusedly.

“We’re going! Lord, stop that.”

You look at him with a small smile, “Bye... remember your promise!”

Yeonjun winks, waving at you, “Wouldn’t dare to forget, princess!”

You get in the front passenger side of Jay’s luxury Mercedes, the smile lingering on your lips. He wastes no time to start the engine, driving off outside. And within seven minutes, Soobin is waving his goodbye, telling you to take care and making an unknown hand gesture to Jay. You think of asking what it means for a second, but you end up staying silent.

“What do you want to eat?” He asks, eyes fixed on the road.

“Do you mind if I grab some Chick-fil-A?”

“Of course not. Although it’s not really healthy, I’m no one to judge or stop you.”

“Thanks. I guess.” You fidget with your fingers, feeling nervous for some reason. Does his opinion about you really matter that much? Why do you want to leave a good impression so bad?

However, it’s all gone when you finally bite into the burrito you ordered, humming happily. “I won’t get your car dirty, don’t worry!!” You muffle out the words, trying to chew the big bite of meat and wrap you’ve taken.

Jay chuckles at that, and you notice how beautiful he looks while smiling freely. “I’m not worried. I’m just happy that you’re happy.”

You feel your throat closing, your wide eyes turning towards him. “Wha– what??”

“Nothing?! I’m happy because you look happy with whatever that burrito is.”

“Oh– um–” You reach for the water bottle, taking a few gulps and letting it go down your throat. “Thank you for paying… You are too kind. I mean, I know you’re rich, but still. Oh god– please ignore me, I’m so embarrassed. I’ll just— stop!”

His laugh only gets louder, and for a moment you curse yourself for being so weird. “You’re so adorable.” Jay looks at you, his hand suddenly reaching out to graze your lips. You freeze under his gentle touch that makes your stomach erupt with butterflies, unsure about the whole situation.

“Oh, sorry,” he realizes, licking his lips and retracting. “There were… crumbs.”

“I’m sorry– I just thought that–”

“It’s okay, I should’ve asked before touching you.”

You both avoid that topic for the rest of the ride, making small talk about numerous things. And that’s when you understand how comfortable you are with Jay. Everything about him is just… so homey. You only met him through Yeonjun several months back, but he’s certainly an amazing person. Maybe you’re kinda falling for him, but let’s not think about it now. Life goes on, right? We shall see.

It’s been weeks since that day. Those three hours pretty much changed the dynamics between not only you and Yeonjun, but also you and Jay. Safe to say that both of them have been spoiling you with all the attention and things you like since, and as a result you’re here today. The party which originally caused all of it to begin with.

Heeseung smiles when he notices you standing in the corner, his bright aura enough to make you feel welcomed here. “____! So, you did join us! Glad to see you here, wanna have a drink?”

“I know, goodness, such a rare thing to happen, huh? And sure! But nothing too strong, please!”

He clicks his tongue, which is practically an epitome of ‘gotcha’. Waving off Soobin, he yells, “Hey! Bring two glasses of that fancy champagne we have! It’s for someone very special we have here, of course!”

Soobin gives a thumbs up, scurrying away to get the refreshments. Jay walks over to you with a huge grin on his face. “My, my, look who decided to join us! We’re delighted, milady!”

“Oh, please, as if you weren’t begging me to join this party a few days ago during our movie-night.”

Heeseung elbows Jay, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. “What are you two up to, hm? Having Netflix and chills now?”

“Shuddup!! Just Netflix and no chill.” Jay grumbles, a blush creeping up on his cheeks.

You feel your face heating up after his words sink in. Did he just complain about not getting it?

“I hate to interrupt but here’s the special champagne you ordered, for our very special guest.” Soobin announces with a flourish, making you laugh.

“Y’all are so dramatic for no reason.” You take a glass of the offered bubbly drink, clinking the glasses with Heeseung.

“To new beginnings!”

They laugh out loud, shaking heads at your implication. “Careful there, princess, you just might get hooked with this stuff.” Jay states, but you wave him off, too busy to enjoy the sweet taste of champagne on your tastebuds.

After three more glasses and probably almost an hour, you wander off to the poolside, where the main fun is happening. But just as you’re about to turn around the corner, someone grabs your elbow and pulls you close. You shriek, ready to attack, calming down when you realize that it’s Yeonjun.

“My god! Who is this? Damn, look at you! Hot. Fire.”

Playfully smacking his shoulder, you retort back. “Hi to you too, sexy stranger.”

“Are you admitting that I’m sexy?” You feel his hot breath fanning over your neck as he leans down to whisper those words.

“Stop!! You’re so full of yourself!” You pout, trying to ignore the goosebumps on your skin.

“It’s just a part of this package, baby.”

“Sure, mister.” This is the first time you’re hearing him call you ‘baby’ in such a sultry voice, and honestly? You’d pay to hear it again.

“Wanna dance? I don’t think we’ve danced together before.”

You swallow nervously, nodding. “Lead the way.”

But what starts out as two friends dancing and having harmless fun, turns into much more after a few songs.

You should probably tell him to stop. Or give him some excuse and walk away yourself.

But the way Yeonjun is guiding your ass back on his groin feels too good.

Lips parting with a whine, your head lolls back to rest on his chest, your heart beating in sync with the loud music thrumming in your ears. You can practically feel his smirk as he leans down to whisper. “Enjoying ourselves, are we, hm?”

The alcohol in your system makes you slightly light-headed, and you find yourself being bolder than usual. Turning around, you wrap your hands around his neck, pulling him closer to drop a chaste kiss along his jaw. “Very much.” You purr, not so subtly bumping your hips with his.

Yeonjun shivers a little as you bury your nose where his shoulder meets his neck. From this close, you can sense how his heart beats rapidly, the alluring scent of his expensive cologne intoxicating you further. Feeling rather wicked, you trail your hand to the bulge forming in his trousers, the hands resting on your ass tightening as you do so.

“____…” he warns, his low voice adding more wetness between your legs.

This isn’t you. You’re not the one to grope your irresistibly hot friend’s crotch under any circumstances, even if you’re tipsy and horny. And shamelessly grinding on Yeonjun when you know his whole circle of friends could be watching? Oh hell no. But right now, being in his arms and enjoying how he gets worked up only for you, feels so fucking right.

You’ve always found Yeonjun very handsome and charismatic. Then again, who doesn’t? You even might’ve had a crush on him earlier this year. But that’s not important right now. Because he’s leading you upstairs, away from the crowd. And for the first time in 2 years of your friendship, you feel thankful that he has a luxury villa style apartment.

Your stomach does backflips from excitement and your body yearns for his touch. Yeonjun seems rather calm and collected, nodding and smiling at Taehyun and Jake, who are lounging near the staircase. You worry if they know what you two are up to, but surprisingly, they look more concerned than suspicious. Jake even pats your back briefly, “Drink less next time, little girl, you look like you have a high fever.” You halt at that, pouting at him for calling you a little girl.

“Jake, not now, please. She needs rest. Or are you volunteering to watch over her for the rest of the night?” Yeonjun states in a matter-of-fact tone.

“Nah mate, I’m not good with that stuff! You go ahead.” The brunette answers immediately, retracting from you. Taehyun follows him with a sigh, giving you a small wave and a smile.

You look back at Yeonjun shortly after, he still looks strangely composed as he motions you to come with him. So, you nod, gripping onto his outstretched hand.

However, once he reaches the small passageway that connects his bedroom and living room, he seems to lose it entirely. Pushing you up against the wall, his lips find yours in a passionate kiss. You squeak a little from surprise, tilting your head to the side and deepening the kiss once you recuperate. His mouth is surprisingly gentle, and the kiss is filled with unspoken emotions and desires, making your heart flutter.

“Please…” you whimper, not really knowing what you are requesting for. Yeonjun trails butterfly kisses down your jaw and throat, finding his refuge on the soft flesh of your neck. He licks the left collarbone gingerly, his teeth sinking into your skin soon after.

“Junnie, please.” You shudder involuntarily, rubbing yourself against him, looking for any type of friction you can get. He smiles at that, his right hand coming down to squeeze your thigh.

“Is my doll that desperate?” You nod frantically in response, mewling as he bunches up the short black dress around your hips. Forcing your thighs apart, Yeonjun presses his index finger against your clothed cunt, hissing when he feels the moisture. “Fuck.”

A string of incoherent words leaves you, his thumb now rubbing circles on your clit. He’s not exactly patient now, pushing the lacey material of your thong away and dipping his fingers into your soaked folds. Knees buckling from the contact, you anchor yourself using his shoulders, scared that you might fall otherwise.

“You have no idea for how long I’ve wanted to feel you like this.” Yeonjun rasps, teasing your entrance with his middle finger.

“In me, please.” You whine almost pathetically, clenching around nothing upon his confession. He chuckles lowly, giving you a hard kiss.

“So cute. Requesting like a good girl always, how polite.” Before you can say something, his finger penetrates you, your mouth falling open. His lips are back onto yours, muffling the sinful sounds you make. Eager to meet his single digit that eases you, you rock your hips back and forth, another one soon joining inside your warmth.

“Fuck, baby, so tight. Can’t imagine how good you’re gonna feel around my cock.” The thought alone is enough to make you come, but you grit your teeth, fingers digging into his shoulder, desperate to make it last. Yeonjun grunts, picking up pace, wet and unflattering sounds paired up with your whimpers bouncing off the walls.

And that’s why, probably, none of you heard the footsteps approaching.

“Dude c’mon, you can’t ditch your own party like this! I can take care of ____, people are talking about leaving and it’s barely—” Jay stops dead in his tracks when he notices you, almost hidden by Yeonjun’s tall frame.

“Let them leave. Tell Heeseung and Soobin to wrap it up for the night.” Yeonjun speaks up, his voice hoarse. But Jay’s gaze stays focused on you, noticing your flushed face that you try to hide. The fact that a friend of yours has caught you wetting your other friend’s fingers, embarrasses you to the point no one can imagine.

“Jay, I told you something.” Yeonjun repeats.

He doesn’t even bother to look at Junnie, his hungry stare falling on your dress that’s hiked up, and Yeonjun’s fingers that are buried inside your pussy.

You squeeze the still fingers inside you, Jay’s somewhat predatory glare making you writhe. Why does he have to look so sexy?

Yeonjun is quick to catch up on things, growling in your ear. “You like it, huh? You like that he’s eye-fucking you? Naughty girl.”

Whining, you look down to avoid both of their eyes. Your core aches despite having Junnie inside. You want Jay. No, you need him.

Yeonjun starts moving his fingers again, catching you completely off-guard. A lewd moan escapes you, the sound of your needy voice stirring something carnal in both men.

“Fuck it, I wanna feel you too, ____.” Jay growls, sounding like a wounded animal. You look at him through hooded eyes, biting your lip. He is simply sculpted like a Greek god, and you won’t deny the attraction you feel towards him. Also, the way he’s looking at you right now? It’s like you’re the only one who matters to Jay in this world.

Trying to imagine him all over you, your walls clench around Yeonjun again. “Of course, she’d love that…” he mutters under his breath, so that only you can hear. You perk up and look at him, silently asking with your eyes if he’s okay with Jay joining.

“If you want him to join, then I’d be more than happy to let him do so.” Yeonjun answers, making him relax visibly. “But you still haven’t told them anything, have you?” Junnie adds.

“Wait just a minute, I’ll be right back!” Before you can tell him anything, Jay dashes away, impatience evident in his hasty steps. You sigh, feeling somewhat disappointed.

“Come on baby, let’s get you comfy on my bed.” Yeonjun kisses your forehead, picking you up bridal style and kicking the bedroom door open. You giggle at his restlessness, gasping and holding onto him tighter when he pretends to drop you.

“You’ll have so much fun, I promise.” Settling you down on the mattress, he undoes your dress and drops it on the floor. The cool night air hits your skin, goosebumps spreading across it. Yeonjun regards your naked form appreciatively. His promise repeats itself in your mind, and you gulp under his scrutiny.

This is really happening. You are really going to have a threesome with two irresistible men who happen to be your friends.

“You’re so beautiful… gosh, ____. What are you doing to me?” Yeonjun’s airy whisper snaps you out of your thoughts. His eyes are so gentle, grazing your curves as if he’s trying to memorize each rise and fall.

Drawing in a shaky breath, you reach out to stroke his jaw. His eyes slowly bury themselves into yours, something snapping deep inside him. He attacks your lips with fervor, picking you up to throw you on the pillows. A whimper leaves you as Yeonjun hovers on top of you, his tongue eagerly lapping on your lower lip, asking for permission. You part your lips immediately, his mouth meeting yours in a passionate frenzy.

Back arching off the bed, you let your hands wander all over Yeonjun. He grunts, suckling on your tongue before deftly unhooking your strapless bra and pushing the material away. He breaks the kiss, looking at you with fire in his darkened irises. After a split second, he dips down to kiss your neck, finding your sweet spot in record time and showering it with attention. “Ah– fuck!” You writhe under him, his left hand cupping your clothed pussy.

“Can’t believe this.” Yeonjun growls, ripping off the lacy panties and getting rid of the ruined fabric. “Can’t believe how good you are.”

Thumb caressing your clit teasingly, he presses his bulge against your thigh. You mewl, fingers threading through his hair. “Please don’t tease me, Junnie.”

Hissing at your pleading voice, he presses on your clitoris with prominent pressure now, the pinching sensation inside your navel increasing tenfold. “Fuck, yes, just— just like that— ohh!”

Yeonjun grazes his teeth over your nipple, interchanging between licking and sucking. Eyes hazy from the pleasure building inside, you blindly reach out to grab a fistful of the sheets. He makes sure to take care of both of your breasts, all while stimulating the sensitive bundle of nerves between your legs. “Need to taste you.” he declares, kissing you on the mouth one last time before continuing his journey downward.

Your chest rises and falls with uneven breathes. His lips are feather light, gliding across your stomach and navel. Yeonjun parts your thighs to settle in between them. Shutting your eyes from anticipation, you whine. But apparently, he has other plans.

Soon you feel his breath ghosting over your inner thighs, his thumb drawing soothing circles where he’s holding you. “So pretty, and all for me.” Yeonjun sinks his teeth on the soft, sensitive flesh, making you shudder.

“Not all for you, Junnie.”

You snap your eyes open, over aware of Jay’s presence. You notice him near the foot of the bed, his hungry gaze raking over your naked body.

“Jay–” you croak out, Yeonjun’s fingers now gathering wetness from your slit. You clutch on the bed sheet, soft mewls escaping you. A small smirk plays on Jay’s lips as he advances, stopping just by your side.

“Yeah, baby? What is it?”

“To–touch me, please— oh!” Your sentence remains unfinished, the feeling of Yeonjun’s tongue lapping at you too much for you to handle. You can feel his smirk against your pussy, an involuntary shiver running down your spine.

“Sweetheart, you need to use your words, mmmkay?” Jay hums, leaning down to press a barely-there kiss on your cheek. You can’t help but whine at that. Trying your best to channel puppy dog eyes, you look at him with a pleading expression.

“Touch me, please. Need your touch.” You purr, whimpering when you feel Yeonjun’s tongue swirling around your entrance.

Without another word, Jay molds his lips with yours, his big hand groping your left breast and giving it a firm squeeze. Junnie’s tongue enters your cunt moments later, your body going rigid. You have two mouths on you; both expert and passionate, what else could you possibly need right now?

Jay pulls away from your mouth, trailing down to leave kisses across your jaw and neck, stopping when he reaches your cleavage. He looks back at your bruised lips for a moment, a sense of pride filling him. “Look at this perfect pair of titties! Really wanna suck the life out of them.”

Yeonjun doubles up his efforts after hearing that, aggressively fucking you with his tongue, his thumb resuming its work on your clit. “You’re perfect, aren’t you? Tasting so sweet and beautiful for me?” He growls, sending vibrations through your core. Unable to answer him, you only manage to moan in reply, approaching your orgasm quickly.

Jay, whose mouth and hands are busy with your breasts, mutters huskily, “Mm, our perfect little fuckdoll.”

“Fuck me, then.” You blurt out, a rough slap on your ass causing you to tighten your inner walls around Yeonjun.

“Patience baby, you’re really bold for someone at your position.” Junnie grunts, “First things first, come for me, baby. Want your cum all over my face.”

Jay pinches your nipple after hearing that, a high-pitched squeal escaping you. “Just like that, who’s gonna come like a good girl?”

You shudder violently, gripping onto Jay’s shoulder as you feel your orgasm crashing down onto you. Yeonjun hums from approval, keen to slurp up every drop of nectar you’ve offered him. Jay kisses your forehead gently as your body goes limp, his hand caressing the swell of your breast.

“So beautiful when you come like that. You taste heavenly, babygirl.” Yeonjun praises, coming back up to cover up your body with his again. Jay retracts and sits on the edge of the bed, studying the two of you.

You moan, tasting yourself on Junnie’s tongue as he kisses you, post-orgasmic bliss blinding your senses.

“Get rid of your clothes Jay. Want to see you fucking her to oblivion.”

You close your eyes, whining as his words affect you straight between your legs. Jay only nods, swiftly undoing his shirt and reaching for the belt, the sound of clinking metal only increasing your anticipation. Yeonjun gets up and watches Jay pulling down his boxers; his thick cock springs out of its confines and stands tall with pride.

You inhale sharply, closing your legs. It causes Jay to chuckle lowly, licking his lips. “Don’t worry love, let me take care of you.”

Yeonjun sees that as his cue, getting out of the bed and plopping down on a bean bag across the room. You start curling up instinctively, Jay’s muscular figure hovering over yours.

“You’re so small, baby. Afraid that I might break you.” He rumbles against the skin of your neck, his big hand gripping on your thighs to push them away.

“Break me. Use me.” Your needy lips attack his, a threatening growl escaping him. Jay guides his cock to run it up and down your slit, his teeth clashing with yours in the kiss.

“Don’t say that, princess. My patience is very limited.”

He finally starts pushing in, a broken moan escaping you. His girth forces your inner walls to make space for him, leaving a stinging burn behind that makes your eyes water. You can hear Yeonjun cursing out loud, and your teary, unfocused gaze notices him ogling the scene happening in front of his eyes.

“Fuck! Fuck it, baby! You’re so tight.” Jay grunts, resting his forehead against yours. His thumb brushes away the tears from your face, his cock buried all the way inside you.

“Ease up, doll. Try to relax. It’ll hurt otherwise. We don’t want to hurt you.” Junnie says.

“Yeah… I’d rather die than hurting you. You mean so much to me.” Jay whispers, your eyes wavering from his confession.

“Jay…” You mewl, cradling his face in your hands.

“Shhh.” He whispers, kissing your palm and starting to pull out. You sigh when you feel his length splitting your cunt with slow, precise movements, whimpers and grunts filling up the room.

“That’s it, baby. You’re doing so good. Taking my cock so well in your little pussy. Just like that.”

You wrap your legs around his waist from the encouragement, sighing from the pleasure coursing through your veins. “Harder! Please fuck me harder!”

“Oh god.” Jay hisses, something inside him snapping. All restraint gone, he surges his hips forward with powerful thrusts, your body starting to slide upwards from the impact. It feels too good. Better than anything else. The way his veiny cock pounds into your warm, velvety walls.

“Do you mind changing your position, love?” When you open your eyes, you see a naked Yeonjun looking at you expectantly, his hand pumping his huge dick. You swallow heavily, knowing well what he probably wants. And if you’re telling the truth, you want him in your mouth too.

When you look up at Jay, he’s smirking down at you. “Just say the word.”

“Yes, please.”

You’re on your stomach instantly, facing the red, pre-cum covered tip of Junnie’s cock. You reach out to stroke him with your hands, noticing how tiny your hands look in comparison with his member.

Jay inserts himself in you again, the new angel and position letting him hit parts within you that were left untouched before. You gasp, squeezing Yeonjun’s cock in response. However, before you can do anything else, Junnie shoves his length into your mouth. You hum, tasting his pre-cum oozing in your mouth, your tongue eagerly lapping it up.

Soon enough, an overwhelming feeling of being complete washes over your body, sending you hurtling towards your orgasm. You moan, your pussy clenching around Jay’s cock while Yeonjun starts to fuck your face in earnest.

“Damn it, princess! You feel s’good, coming all over my cock.” Jay growls, giving you a spank that makes your ass jiggle. Helplessly moaning around Yeonjun, you feel tears streaming down your cheeks again. Your throat starts to close up.

“Yes, yes, baby, just like that. You look so pretty, gagging on my cock. Take it. It’s all yours. I’m all yours.”

Behind you, Jay groans, his thrusts turning messy and irregular. “Fuck. Can I fill you up with my cum sweetheart? Want to see your pussy getting cream-pied with my load.”

Not being able to speak, you just nod furiously, bobbing your head up and down on Junnie’s cock, your hands fondling with his balls. With a few more hard thrusts, Jay moans your name, thick ropes of his seed painting your walls white. His thumb presses down on your clit, rubbing and pinching it, trying to push you over the edge.

“Baby, come for me. I know you can.”

Overly stimulated, you feel the coil snapping in your lower belly, triggering a powerful orgasm that paralyzes you momentarily. Yeonjun hisses, pulling out of your mouth, your drool wetting the bed sheet beneath you.

After a few moments of you trying to catch your breath and come back to normal, Jay disconnects your bodies. You whine, complaining with the incoherent words you manage to babble.

Suddenly you’re turned on your back again, your world spinning as Yeonjun’s arms gently caress your sweaty limbs. “You look so fucked out, doll, think you can take me?”

“Yeah, I– nhg! God, yes!” Your brain stops functioning for a moment, his cock sliding inside your moist cavern, your walls stretching to give him space; much different from how it did during Jay’s.

“Oh, God, bless. Fucking heaven, I swear.” Junnie hisses, waiting for a few moments to let you adjust to his size.

“Please move.” You whimper, trying to rock your hips.

He only groans, setting a ruthless pace within seconds. You scream, fingers digging into his shoulders, sure to leave marks. But you couldn’t care less. He is making you feel so good, too good. Your nerve endings seem to be on fire.

“I’m not gonna last long…” You whimper, his cock nudging on your g-spot with every thrust, causing you to pant. He too, will probably not be able to keep it up, the uncontrollable pulsating of your cunt squeezing his cock to the point he can’t think clearly.

“It’s okay baby, let go whenever you’re ready. I got you.” His words, completely opposite of the filthy things he is doing to you, make you moan wantonly. You are a goner.

“Oh my god– I–” Your sentence remains unfinished, an earth-shattering orgasm causing you to knock out entirely. Your over-stimulated body buzzes with the sensation of another release.

“Fuck, baby, that’s so sexy.” Yeonjun continues to fuck you through your orgasm, chasing his own finish line. He catches up quickly, his seed bursting inside you, the mixture of their semen and your own cum running down your thighs, staining the bed sheet.

Unable to register what’s happening, you whine at the feeling of something cold pressing between your legs; someone’s warm embrace keeping you in place as the coldness runs all over your thighs and slit. Sometimes later, you finally feel a warm and soft blanket covering your frame, sleep taking over immediately.

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