#jaehyun pwp

[neopuppy]

I’m Here To Save You (M)

pairing. alpha johnny x female omega reader

genre. traditional a/b/o AU, friends to lovers, mild angst, fluff, pwp, m/f, one shot

warnings. profanity, alpha/omega dynamics, mating ceremony, pack head Alpha Johnny, size difference, use of Alpha voice, dominant but soft Johnny. smut warnings under cut. minors DNI.

wc. 15k

now playing. pied piper//bts

smut warnings. unprotected rough sex, public sex- with audience, biting, breeding, knotting, etc

a/n. I am aware of Johnny’s actual tattoos, in case it needs to be said. my apologies for the floof🫤😑

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By now you’d wish to have gotten the hang of climbing up a tree.

Hissing between your teeth as you pick at splinters cutting through your palm, you lean back into a more comfortable position against a large branch just in time to catch a glimpse of the group of Alphas marching out of the village for a hunt. It’d be another week condemned to the stables cleaning horse shit if any of them were to find you this deep in the woods again. 

For the most part you’ve managed to sneak around unnoticed, only catching the attention of a few elders who realized you’d been missing most of the day as you passed by and smiled inconspicuously.

Sometimes you just need to be alone, get away from the pack’s rules and hierarchy, all the duties and mundane tasks implemented. Even if your motive to distance yourself these days has less to do with wanting to be alone and more with needing to get away from a certain somebody that can’t seem to leave you alone.

“You know,” a familiar voice cuts through the trees. Long legs and thick brown hair with golden bits emerging before you can see his face in the light. “The day my father finds you out here this far from the pack, I won’t have any way to protect your ass from the punishment you’ll undoubtedly face.”

“He hasn’t caught me.” You respond, sneering down at your friend arching his neck back with a hand over his eyes to shield the sun and squint up at you. 

“Yet.” He states, snapping his fingers toward you with his free hand. “Get down from there.”

“No.”

“It’s not safe!” He hisses, peering back over his shoulder to ensure the Alphas have made it past the clearing already. “For someone like you to be up there.”

“Someone like me?” You spit, ripping a small tree branch free to hurl at his face. “What the hell is that supposed to mean!”

He sighs, stepping back to dodge your weak attempt to hurt him. “Don’t make me come up there.”

“Go away.”

“No.” Setting his hands on his hips he motions toward the lake with his head. “Let’s go swimming, it’s a nice day and with the Alphas gone it’s pretty empty.”

“Don’t want to.” You sigh, leaning back on the thick part of the tree. 

“Please? I already lied to Jaehyun to get out of hanging out with him today.” Reaching for the satchel laid on his hip, he pulls out a bottle antiseptic. “Bet your hands are really beat from scaling this ancient tree too. Come on, don’t make me beg to hang out with my best friend.”

Jaehyun’s your best friend. You want to snap back at him, huffing and frowning as you pick at a small splinter. 

“The waters perfect right now..” 

“Beg.” You say, peering down with a smile.

He chuckles, head shaking, pressing his hands against the tree. “Yeah? Should I get on my knees and cry? Would that make you come down?”

“Perhaps..”

“I said—“ with gritted teeth he grips onto the trunk of the tree firmly and shakes, adding kicks in-between. “Get down from there!”

“Johnny!” He’s stronger than you’d think from his gangly appearance, at least able to shake your position enough to clutch onto a large branch and curse as more bits of wood cut through your palm. “Stop it!”

“Are you coming down?!”

“Fine! You stupid neanderthal!”

“Nice one.” Catching his breath he moves back enough to grant you space to come down, reaching for your waist once you’re close enough to the ground. “I seriously hate when you sneak off without telling anyone.”

“It’s not a big deal.” You heave out of breath, swatting his hands away. Johnny’s persistent, grabbing a hold of your wrists and spinning you around to face him. 

“‘No.” He mutters, tsking under his breath. “It’s a huge deal. Goddess look at your hands.” A frown takes over his features, kneeling down to empty his bag in search of tweezers. “I only carry these around because of you.”

“I’m fine.” You scoff, ignoring the sting shooting through your hands. “I’ll wash them out in the water.”

“And risk infection?” Standing back up, he grabs onto your wrist again, turning your palm to face him. “Have your mother blame me for allowing you to ruin your delicate soft skin?”

“And who’s to say I need your permission to do anything?” You scowl, attempting to free your hand from his grip that only tightens.

“You know she expects me to look out for you.” Ignoring your petulance, he raises your hand up to carefully dissect a splinter from your middle finger, gentle with each movement to not make this hurt more than it has to. “As future head Alpha I have a reputation to uphold.”

“Yeah yeah yeah.” You snort sarcastically, rolling your eyes to avoid looking at the taller. “Pack Alpha this and that.”

“Right.” Johnny nods, dabbing a cloth drenched with antiseptic after each splinter removal. “This hatred towards Alphas, how exactly will that work and play out after I’ve presented?”

“Won’t matter.” You shrug, foregoing your struggle to allow him to bandage your palm up. 

“And why’s that?”

“My mother’s a Beta, my father’s an Alpha.” You say as if that’s enough of an answer.

Johnny’s gaze raises to yours, biting down on his lip. “Mmm.. right.” 

Squinting back at him, you shove his shoulder, nodding in the direction of the lake. “Let’s go before it gets too late.”

Too late, not referring to sundown but to the real reason you’ve journeyed out to the woods more and more these days. It’s around the corner, ready to rear its ugly head and ruin the one friendship you can always count on. Ruin the genuine care and love that’s formed between the two of you over the years.

“Loser has to clean out the pups dirty diaper can this week!” He shouts, running past you toward the lake.

“Johnny!” You whine, losing your breath to chase after him and grab onto the back of his shirt. “That’s not fair!”

“Hey!” He growls playfully, spinning around to grip around your waist as you tug on his collar and stretch the material out. “Let go!”

“You’re a cheater!” You hiss, aiming for his chest to punch lightly. “Be fair!” 

“Fine.” He laughs, releasing you to drop his satchel and tug his shirt off. “3 laps.” Pointing from one end of the lake to the other he motions between the two of you, knowing you can kick his ass at swimming anyday. “Me and you.”

“Deal.” Shoving down your hoodie and shorts, you barrel into his side and run past him to cannonball onto the water first. “Loser!”

“Hey!” Johnny jumps out of his shorts, pouncing in after you, arms paddling rapidly to race after you. “What’s fair about this!”

“Me winning!” 

You’re out of breath by the time you finish the last lap and bend over belly flat onto the rocks lining the lake. Johnny stops next to you shortly after, resting on his forearms as he mimics your position and swallows down air. 

“Hey, I’m getting better at this.” He says breathlessly, stomach sucking in and out. 

“Only because you’ve had an insane growth spurt..” you mumble, bracing your arms to shove out of the lake and move to the dry patch of grass nearby. 

He takes a few more minutes to bask in the sun, skin glistening with golden rays streaming across his back and shoulders. The hours spent outside during summer really brightened up his complexion, painting his hair with light brassy  streaks. It’s the same every year, as if the sun wants to be around him at all times, melting into his skin and soft brown eyes as he lifts his head and stretches.

“Yeah, dad measured me the other day.” He responds after a while, lifting his long torso to push up and out of the water and plop down by your side. “Grew another two inches..”

“Yeah, I can tell..” you mumble, looking away and rubbing at your arms. 

“So, why don’t we ever talk about it?” He says quietly, picking at shards of grass by his hip. “He thinks I’ll present soon, like.. really soon.”

Instead of opening the door to what a conversation like this can lead to, you shrug and roll your neck back to crack. “Let’s head back before it starts getting dark.”

Johnny lets out a tired sigh, teeth gritted as he stands up and follows after you, grabbing your elbow. “Don’t be like this.”

“Like what?”

He’s silent for a moment, head tilted and analyzing your lack of expression before letting you go. “It could be years until we see eachot—“

“I don’t care, okay? Drop it.”

“How could you not care?!” He asks, eyes wild and bewildered. “Do you not care about me??”

“Of course I care about you!” You shout, tearing your arm away from him. “But this is inevitable, it’s your destiny!”

“And you?” He’s quick to cut you off, stepping closer. “What about you? Are you a part of that destiny? Because right now I really feel like you’re trying to push me away and forget my existence.”

If only it was that easy.

“There’s nothing more to be said Johnny.” 

His gaze lowers seemingly disappointed, softly nodding, biting his bottom lip before a tremble can pass through. “Can I say something?”

No. Please don’t. Don’t make this harder on me than it already is.

“Fine.”

“Take care of yourself, for my sake? And please, stay close to the pack. Try to have some guilt in your conscience that your best friend can’t get a proper night of sleep while worrying about you running into a feral rogue or breaking a leg out there without anyone to find you.”

“Can you tell my friend that I’m not helpless and can very well fend for myself?” You retort, turning and stomping away back to the trail leading toward your pack's land. 

Johnny huffs, shaking his head and gathering the clothes you both discarded, clutching your hoodie for a minute in thought. There’s barely a scent on it, a hint of your mother and father’s lingering, really nothing more than a light memory of the times he’s walked you back to your cabin. If not for the nice weather today he’d chase after you and tackle you down until you cover up, staggering behind instead to stuff your sweater up to his nose.

He shouldn’t, not even allowed to innocently scent you let alone do anything like this. His father would be so disappointed with him, always lecturing him about befriending a girl like you. Very stubborn and unruly, always disobeying the pack Omegas that only want what’s best for you.

But this could be his last chance to savor something from you for some time, because he’d never ask you to scent.. as if you’d ever let him. The smell left behind is barely enough to taste, most of the scent belonging to your Alpha father, smokey and musk. Relaxing against a tree trunk he sighs, clutching the material to his chest solemnly. As stubborn as you may be, he can’t help to think you’re hurting more than you’re willing to show. 

You’d always been resilient toward him, avoiding him even after the first encounter you’d ever had. 

The pack Alphas son that everyone admires and adores, all except you.

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“Where’s Johnny?” You ask sheepishly, staggering nearby the head Alphas cabin too chicken to actually knock on the door for an answer. Things hadn’t ended on the best note yesterday, and typically by now your friend would have sought you out, probably dragged you to the canteen for a snack since you slept through breakfast again.

“What do you mean?” Jaehyun snickers, passing by with bags full of manure on his way to the stables. “You didn’t hear?”

“Hear what?” You ask, mildly panicked.

Jaehyun scoffs quietly, glancing around cautiously for head Alphas presence. “He presented.”

“What?!” 

“Shh!” He hisses, grabbing your arm to drag you along with him and out of the pack leaders' close proximity. “How could you not know?! Last night, head Omega had to stay with the elders because Johnny’s rut hit.”

“Rut.. meaning—he’s..”

“Oh come on.” Jaehyun rolls his eyes, flicking your chin.” “You always knew, don’t you remember the first time we met?”

Of course you remember.

When you’re five years old, you get dropped off at the learning center for the first time. It’s not much, depending on the amount of Omegas vs Alphas amongst your pack. No more than 30 pups ranging in elementary age running around screaming.

That’s when you meet Jaehyun of the Jung lineage. He’s the first boy to ever make fun of you. Stuck to share a desk with him based on the proximity of your last names. Jaehyun prods your cheek with the end of his pencil. Asking you why they’re so round, adding a jab by showing off the deep indents on his own. 

He follows you out to the field when the lead Omega instructor dismisses you for break. Skipping along your side boasting about how he’s already begun learning archery. 

“My dads one of the strongest Alphas the pack has!” He gloats. Drawing an arm back to shoot an invisible arrow toward the forest that surrounds your village. “Says I’ll be just like him someday, better even!”

Squinting at him, you nod, lacking the same enthusiasm he has. Opting to search for a toy to occupy your free time, you browse through the crates piled together outside. A yo-yo could be fun, once you untangle the string another pup had evidently left to be discarded.

“Hey!” Jaehyun smacks the toy out of your hold. Pouting like a petulant upset baby. “Are you even listening to me?”

“Why did you do that?” A taller boy interrupts the two of you. Bending down to grab the yo-yo that’s rolled away, hitting the toe of his sneaker. He lifts it up with a bit of inspection, beginning to unravel the string. 

“..oh..Johnny..” Jaehyun stammers. His once bratty tone falling into a hushed one lacking confidence. “I was just messing around.”

Johnny, as Jaehyun calls him, concentrates on straightening out the toys string. Winding it up with ease and gesturing for you to take it once he’s finished.

“Should be all good to use now.” He smiles brightly. Having to lean his neck down as he looks over your lost expression. With the corners of his lips dropping to a pronounced frown, he blares Jaehyun with a cold stare. “Don’t do that again okay? No future strong Alpha of our pack would behave in such a manner.”

Flitting you with a rushed look, he turns away. Meeting up with a few other pups who seemed closer to his age. Jaehyun grumbles at your side, crossing his arms over his chest. His small foot lifting to a stomp for added dramatics.

“Great, now he’s going to snitch on me to the Head Alpha. I wasn’t even doing anything bad!” Jaehyun cries out. Sucking on his bottom lip in thought. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”

Nodding quietly, you loop the yo-yo’s thread around your index finger. Having to tighten it from where Johnny had left it. 

Jaehyun continues to follow you around, quite talkative for a pup. Too talkative in comparison to you. Directing you to walk in any direction that wouldn’t bring you any closer to the boy that had clearly left him shook up. 

“Do you know him?” You wonder. Glancing to where Johnny spikes a volleyball high above a net setup. The opposition weakened by a powerful collision meeting his chest. 

“Pft, of course!” Jaehyun gawks, fitting you with widened eyes. “That’s Head Alpha’s firstborn son! You can’t be serious right? He’s most likely to lead our pack some day.”

The yo-yo zips up with speed, caught in your grip tightly, mewling over Jaehyun’s explanation. Cheers to your left pull you to catch sight of the pup who had helped you. Hoisted up off his feet by a group of others who cheered from a victorious outcome of whatever game they had been playing.

Johnny was destined to be an Alpha. 

It shouldn’t come as a surprise to hear the news that your best friend finally presented. If anything, you’re disappointed. You’d been too mean yesterday.. really for the last few weeks as if you could sense it coming. 

“Since he’s presented, I’m sure we’ll be going next.” Jaehyun interrupts your inner turmoil, rubbing his chin. “Can feel my Alpha ready to break free any minute now.”

“What makes you think that?”

“Well, typically it’s somewhat of a domino effect. One Alpha presents and suddenly a slew of Omegas appear.. which triggers our Alphas.” He explains as if you’re clueless.

“Not that. I mean, I’m not going anywhere. Except to help in the kitchens along with the rest of the Betas.” You say surely, waving an arm out. “Maybe I’ll end up in the farms, wherever I get assigned to.”

Jaehyun laughs amused, eyebrows raised high. “Sweetie, you’re about as Omega as they come.”

Instead of letting the same comment you’ve heard most of your life get to you, you shrug it off and glance back toward the head Alphas cabin. “Will I get to see him again?”

Jaehyun hums. “Probably in a few weeks, you know.. when they start to separate us.”

Knowing you’d left things in a somewhat awkward place with your friend really dragged your heart through the mud, making your way back to the lake you’d been at just the day before full of regret that you’d been cutting him off and spending less time together. Perhaps deep down inside you knew the feelings you continued to stomp down into nothing consisted of a culmination of fear and anger. Anger because you don’t want to lose him, fear of what the future holds in store for you once you have inevitably presented. Fear that you will end up stuck with the Omegas until adulthood. Anger that you can’t seek Johnny to comfort your worries anymore.

Jaehyun was right, as everyone has always been about you. The domino effect took its toll on the pack, triggering heats and ruts alike until yours hit in the middle of the night and consumed you with the worst pain you’ve ever felt. 

A pain of yearning and insatiable hunger, hunger that had one name written at the back of your tongue, attempting to swallow it down before your Omega could break free and shout his name out. Tears burned down your face as you fisted at your bedding and grinded your hips down, not even the strongest elixir of ancient herbs could quell your lust for the Alpha.

Johnny Johnny Johnny..

His name swirled through your mind, each memory and touch you ever shared, his hold on your waist and shoulders, the difference in size between you just this last year.

“Alpha..”

With 20 pack members presenting the council decided it’s time to move you onto your next step. 

You pleaded and cried in your mother’s arms begging for her to do something to stop this, to let you stay with her somehow, someway. Realistically no amount of tears could stop the assimilation you all must face. 

“It will be over before you know it my love.” She said sweetly, braiding your hair the night before you’re to move to the Omega quarters. 

Won’t be over soon enough, you think, keeping your thoughts to yourself the more your eyes puff up. Sleep would be hard to come by tonight, knowing tomorrow changes everything. The days of being a young careless pup with lack of responsibility change now, cursed by your damn Omegan genetic chemistry. Because whether you accepted it or not, the chances of a Beta mating anything other than a Beta rarely ever led to the same sub-gender offspring. Even your mother always hinted and skirted around the idea of you presenting as an Omega, never an Alpha with your delicate soft nature, no matter how hard headed you may be.

“At least you will get to see your friends once more tomorrow.” She said as she tucked you in and kisses your forehead. “I’m sure they’re eager to congratulate you on presenting.”

Friends.

The only friend she’s ever even seen you with being the pack Alphas son. She knew very well how odd your relationship is, being that you don’t even come from one of the stronger lineages. Perhaps her prayers to the moon goddess to grant her daughter a prosperous future had been answered. Time would tell..

Sunlight entered your room right as your eyes were ready to fall shut after failed attempts of counting sheep to shut your mind off. Nothing could stop your incessant fear from escalating knowing what a new day would bring.

“We don’t want to be late, princess. It’s time.” Your father chirped happily from your bedroom door, gathering the bag you’d be taking with you later today.

No, of course you wouldn’t want to be late to the induction ceremony. Even with a stomach full of nerves as you made your way to the divided trails leading to sectioned off lands for Alphas and Omegas you tried to calm yourself, take deep breaths, fiddle with your hands until you had no choice but to ball them up in tight fists.

“My baby’s grown so much.” Your mother cuts the unbearable loud silence pounding in your head, smoothing loose tendrils away from your face. “You’ll surely make us proud in there, receive many merits and accolades from the elder Omegas.”

“I’ll do my best.” You say solemnly, leaning your cheek into her palm one last time. “I’ll miss you both so much.”

“Soon soon, angel. Everything will go by so fast, you’ll be back in no time.”

The ceremony to send you off lasted no longer than a few minutes after all goodbyes were said, staggering behind before making your way to catch up with the rest of the newly presented Omegas. You slowly turn to look over your shoulder, breath lodged in your throat when you find his gaze already on you. 

“Johnny?” You mouth hopefully. He stands straight, stepping to the side of his group until you’re close enough to take in how much more he’s filled out in mere days. The once gangly long limbs now protrude with muscle, shoulders grown in width, and jawline sharpened with definition as baby fat disappears.  

“Johnny.” You whisper, reaching a hand out for your best friend, now Alpha, to take a hold of. He visibly swallows, a tormented expression streaking across his face as he looks you over.

“I can’t.” He whispers back, blinking furiously. Tugging the straps of his bag on his shoulders tighter. “I can’t..”

He nods swiftly, turning his face away from you with a stiff twist of his neck to keep himself staring ahead. Pain scorches up your gut, burning the pathway leading to your heart as your hand falls limp by your hip and you sniffle back the onslaught of tears already rushing to the backs of your eyes. 

“I’m sorry.” He barely whispers before turning down the opposite path, leaving you with the last memory you’d hold onto for the next 5 years to come.

One last look caught yours before disappearing behind the fence meant to keep new Alpha and Omega apart.

Time. Only more time can make any difference now.

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“I can’t wait until we integrate with the rest of the pack.”

“I can.” You say quietly, keeping your head low to not draw the attention of the lead Omegas walking around observing how well you’ve all begun to take on your roles. “I don’t dream of being mated.”

“Ah, well.” Minnie, the bubbly Omega you’ve come to know in your last year by no choice of your own smiles softly, tilting her head dreamily. “I can’t wait to be with my first pup, and finally know my mate. It’s all I can think about.”

Of course it is, you want to say, lowly humming and continuing to brush out the furs dropped off today. They carried all types of scents from the elders, council members, even faint traces of betas. Alpha furs are only to remain within the village grounds, nowhere near unmated Omegas. 

“You really have no desire to mate?” Minnie continues to pester you, smile turning mischievous. “I bet I can change your mind.”

She seems more than up to no good judging by the way her lips tweak to one side before bouncing up onto the balls of her feet, pointing this and that way while hurriedly explaining something to one of the elder Omegas.

“Fine fine Minnie, take that one with you and be back on time to help in the kitchen.” She motions your way, cutting off the younger Omega before she talks her ear off.

She skips on her way back to you, bundling up a few of the furs you’ve been cleaning. “Told her we need to deep clean these to get the smell out.” 

“They don’t sme—“

“Shh!” She rushes, grabbing a hold of your arm to hoist you up and drag you away from the group of Omegas working hard to brush out knots and stains. “You have to be quiet about this okay? I’ll get into so much trouble if the word about this gets back to the council.”

“What are you going on about?!” You grit, failing to shake her arms off. Leaving you with no choice but to follow along as she leads you past the riverbank. 

“I’m telling you, there’s something special a few of the Omegas showed me a while ago.” She says excitedly, teeth on full display as she peers over her shoulder to ensure no one’s nearby. “Over here, these fences behind the leaders cabin.”

“We’re not supposed to go this far..” you say hesitantly, digging your heels into the dirt path to slow her down.

“It’s not prohibited.. but they haven’t renovated these parts in decades..” she explains, using extra strength to make you turn down the short hill that covers most of the fence. “They really should too.”

“Why? Doesn’t it just lead to the village?”

“Well, no..” he trails off, biting down on her lip deviously. “You have to promise not to say anything, alright?”

Sighing, you shrug and wrap around her pinky, unsure of what could possibly be so secretive about this area. She nods, pressing a finger to her lips as you step up to the area covered by old tree branches. “Don’t be loud.”

Releasing your arm, she reaches to move a few branches aside and motions for you to come closer. There behind the mess of greenery are two holes on the old tall wooden fence. You stop for a moment to glance back at her, nodding with her lips pursed for you to look through.

Nothing could have prepared you for what actually resides on the other side of the fence. More water that you didn’t know existed, the rest of the river that’s been cut off by this man-made fence constructed decades ago when the pack struggled to keep Alphas and Omegas consistently equal in numbers. The council decided it best to separate freshly presented pups into individual camps until they experienced their first heat or rut. Segregating the two sub-genders to manage future matings with annual runs. Their plan had been successful after balancing the scale, allowing for their pack to grow healthy and plentiful.

It’s been years since you’ve last seen an Alpha.. until now.

“Is..” you stutter, blinking rapidly. “Is that..”

“The Alphas.” She whispers near your ear, lightly tapping a fingertip against the fence. “They swim and clean off at this stream after their hunts, seems to be only the ones that are soon on their way out of the camp..”

Alphas, playfully shooting water at each other, laughing and rough housing after a morning hunt. They have baskets full of fish lined up near their weapons on the path, a few of them deeper in the water scrubbing their arms and chest clean with cloths. 

“Our future mates could be here right now.” She beams, pushing her cheek against yours to steal a look. “Oh Goddess, it’s him..” 

“Who?”

“Head Alphas son..” she murmurs off, eyes going lazy as she rests against your head for you to both get a look

Head Alphas son? But that would be..

How could you have not immediately noticed him, trudging out from the shallow end of the stream glistening under the daylight sun, shaking off the water cascading from his broad frame the closer he reaches toward the end.

It’s him, it has to be him. 10 inches taller than you remember, hair longer and framed around his much sharper and pronounced bone structure. The baby fat on his cheeks long gone, body built up from years of hunting. The pressure of having to be the strongest and most reputable Alpha evident in his intimidating stance alone.

“Johnny.” The name passes from your lips without realizing, widening Minnie’s eyes as she turns to look at you.

“You know him?”

Know him? He was the last member of your pack that you had contact with before joining the rest of the newly presented Omegas. Even sharing goodbyes with your own family before him. You knew he’d be an Alpha eventually, but you’d never considered how painful it would be to lose your best friend to the otherside. 

The reality always loomed though. The pack Alphas first born son could never present as a Beta, Goddess forbid as an Omega. 

“No.” You reply, clearing your throat and tearing your gaze away. “We shouldn’t be here, it’s against pack law to be in contact with Alphas while unmated.”

“We aren’t contacting them, not really..” she smirks coyly, trapping your arm once more. “Just a little longer? They’ll be on their way eat soon.”

You shouldn’t, should stand your ground and put your foot down against this condemnable behavior.

But one more look can’t hurt much.

One more look just to be certain that it’s him, that it’s really your Johnny.

He’s changed so so much, nearly unrecognizable if you weren’t sure of his residency on the other side of this fence. 

“He’s incredibly handsome, don’t you think?” Minnie disrupts the one on one conversation happening with yourself, looping an arm around your waist to bring you both closer to the holes. “Can you believe we’ll be in the same mating hunt as our next head Alpha?”

“What??” You practically shriek, covering your mouth and pulling away. 

She looks at you half amused, in awe of your clueless nature. “It’s been five years silly, the elders have been discussing lowering our time inside these lands to ensure a strong Winter. The moon goddess predicts we will need many healthy pups due to the severity of climate change that’s recently taken place.”

“How do you know all of this?!”

She sighs, wagging a finger in your face. “You never pay attention during the morning lecture. They say we could be out of here as soon as the next red moon! That’s only a few weeks from now.”

A few WEEKS?! 

“Judging by the look of these Alphas..” she hums flirtatiously, turning back to peep through the fence and suck a long breath in. “They’re certainly ready to hunt, and I’m ready to be chased.”

“The mating hunt, is it guaranteed that all who participate will be mated?” You ask full of worry, dragging fingers through your hair. 

“Of course, that’s the point of all this!” She says, clicking her tongue. “If I didn’t know any better I’d swear you were born yesterday.”

Stealing one more look, she sighs and bites her lip excitedly. “I’m so ready to be out of here.” Turning back to you she grabs your arm. “Let's get back before the elders catch on to us missing. Besides, we’ll be with our Alphas in no time.”

In no time. Too soon. 

And as if to mock your worry the days tick by faster and faster, now very alert during your usual extra nap time in the morning. You listen to every word, biting at your nails by the third week as the elders rejoice that the forecast had been correct and the blood red moon will indeed rise in the next few days. 

“Soon you will birth strong and powerful members to contribute to the pack.” They preached and flounced about full of excite. “Tomorrow we will introduce you back to the pack to prepare for the hunt. Not a hair or patch of dry skin shall appear on you! You must impress your potential Alpha suitors to desire and want to chase you.”

More thrilled than you could ever be about this, they began to distribute scent blockers around the hall. Instructing you all begin using them tonight to ensure no Alpha can trail you off scent. It has to be instinct and intuition to find your true mate.

Once you have presented, every pack Omega is expected to participate in the annual mating ceremony. Ensuring the packs healthy growth to avoid a desolate village.

Your biggest dread of presenting as an Omega subsided as you met your predator's gaze. Stalking around you with snapping teeth and no escape. 

There was no way to predict the Alpha determined to mate you would end up being your best friend.

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“I can’t do this.” You whisper, sneaking a watery look at your mother. The reunion with your parents had been too fast, not enough time to plead your case and beg for them to find you another option. She smiles stiffly at you, securing the braids she put your hair in with ribbons.

“Sweety..” she says between clenched teeth, blinking furiously. “Do not embarrass us. It’s an honor that you’ve been summoned to participate in the mating hunt.”

An honor? Giving up your freedom and shred of independence you can barely cling onto for an Alpha? An Alpha that will breed and claim you like nothing more than a whore?

“What’s honorable about this, mother?”

She sighs, painting your cheeks with thin stripes of oil to illuminate your skin and make you more desirable for your possible mate. “I only wish I’d been given the chance you have to strengthen the pack. Omegas are the backbone of our livelihood, without you we’d go extinct faster than animals.”

Popping her mouth for you to mimic she applies a smudge of red tint to your lips, standing proudly after to take in your full appearance. “Without a scent to trail, the Alphas will really have to focus on using their other senses.. and you look ethereal. Always knew you’d grow up to be one of the prettiest in our pack, even if I worried about all those scars you’d come home with all the time.”

“What if I refuse?” You ask wearily, glancing around at the other Omegas being prepped for the hunt.

“You’ll be exiled.” Your mom says sternly, tight lipped as she grips your shoulders to look at her. “Think about your father and I, please. We barely got you back.”

A mixture of guilt and rancid vomit combines in your stomach the longer you stand around and wait for the Alphas to show up. The elders have been greeting each other, smugly smiling as if they’ve accomplished something by forcing young Omegas to hand over their lives and become breeding machines. They gather around and announce the next generation of Alphas to lead the pack. You can’t see their entrance from where you stay hidden with the rest of the Omegas participating, not allowed to see any of your potential mates. Only able to swallow down the throw up that rises up your throat as cheers and roars pound through the earth beneath your feet. Alphas praised for merely existing, for being the breadwinners of the pack that ensure longevity and protection. 

Omegas are the real backbone, as your mother said, whether she meant it or simply wanted to shut you up and finish dolling you for essentially a stranger to ship off with. 

“This is so thrilling.” Minnie pops up next to you, her lips a deep cherry, cheeks stung with the residue to make her skin glow. She looks radiant, lovely as ever, so ready to show off a bite on her beautiful long neck. “I want to be caught already.”

Nothing could compel you to agree, silently nodding to resist the incessant urge to gag. Judging by the giggles and squeals surrounding you, no one seems to share your sentiment. Why would they after years of being brainwashed to want this.

She takes your hand, squeezing and bouncing on the balls of her feet. “May the moon goddess bring you the best Alpha.”

“You too, Min..”

A whistle blows signaling you to line up and ready yourselves to run, everyone scrambles around excitedly, leaving you at the forefront as the elders explain the ‘rules’ again.

“You are not to ever remove your scent blockers, you are to hide once the Alphas begin their hunt. You are forbidden to leave the pack lands, and if you are not claimed you shall immediately report back to the Omega sector until the next red moon. Claimed Omegas are to come back with their Alpha mated. Only once paired off may you re-enter the pack.”

It’s due or die, whether or not you avoid an Alphas claim you’ll never be free from this restrictive life..

The second the horn sets off you run, feet pounding to the earth without a second thought. Heavy breathing and laughter fades away behind you, distancing yourself further and further away from where most of the Omegas will choose to hide, you imagine. The same trees you used to wander through catch your attention out ahead, furiously quickening your pace at the sound of another horn signaling that the Alphas are on the move.

The same forest you spent days hiding inside of is just right outside of your lands, against the rules, but you need to wait it out long enough. Once enough time has passed and the Alphas make their claims you can move back to your packs territory. No one has to know.

Not even the splinters clawing through the skin of your palms can slow you down, hoisting yourself up the largest tree you can find until you manage to get up high and let out a sigh of relief. The pounding in your heart refuses to settle even so, hissing as you wipe your hands off on your tunic and try to adjust your weight onto a thick branch. Even at this proximity you can hear howls and cries, sounds of pleasure ripping through the tears as Omegas go down, claimed and gnawed at by rabid Alphas. 

Time goes by slowly as you sit still and listen, sucking at your wounded hands to ease the sting left behind. It’s nothing compared to the mix of pain swarming between moans. Deep guttural Alpha wails break through the dusk, shifting and breaking bones as they take their conquests and solidify their claim with a knot.

Only a few more hours until it dies down, you hope.. peering up at the clouds that dance around the red moon. Orange light sprays across the ground, illuminating clear paths for predator eyes to seek their prey. They’d never be able to find you up here, unless..

A loud huff snaps your neck toward the entrance of the forest, cracking tree branches and kicking rocks as the sound grows near.

Large, terrifyingly large, medium brown soft with light hints of gold, and eyes you’d recognize even if you suffered from amnesia. Those sharp sleek eyes that you’d never be able to forget no matter how much you try. Why would he come out here? Why did he have to come out here.

There’s only one reason. Snarling and puffing large breaths of air as he slowly paws through and approaches the largest tree, listening attentively for any movement. Sitting back on his hind legs, his gaze lands on you without sparing a second, squinting past the leaves you’ve shrouded yourself with. He barks, baring his teeth as trickles of saliva drip down his jowls.

Get down from there.

“Go away!” You hiss, grabbing onto a tree branch firmly as he nears and clambers up, scratching his claws along the trunk.

It’s been years and you still insist on giving me the biggest headache.

“I said go away Johnny!” 

Get down. Immediately. Don’t make me climb up there.

“I’m not coming down! Now get away before another Alpha follows your trail and figures out that I’m hiding out here.” You grunt, fearfully looking out as another large wolf approaches.

You need to come down. Right now.

“You’re leading him right to me.” You whine, moving up another branch to hide yourself from the Alpha passing between the trees.

Johnny’s teeth snap, biting at the air as an Alpha with dark fur growls at him, leaping up on his hind legs he stands tall above him, shouting at the new presence to get lost.

This one's mine.

The dark furred Alpha hesitates for a bit, egging the lighter to get his nose in his face, snout digging into the others until he whimpers and backs away, slowly making his exit from the woods.

An enormous sense of relief lightens the tension weighing down your shoulders, leaning back on the tree until a sudden huge ruckus shoots you to sit up urgently. 

The Alpha down below backs up and rams into the trunk repeatedly, growling and smashing his dome forward until you’re shouting.

“Johnny! Stop! Stop!” 

GET DOWN. RIGHT NOW!

His Alpha sounds vicious, ripping through your mind, causing your Omega to cower and frightfully shiver. Biting down on your lip to contain a whimper, you nod and gingerly set your foot down to make your way down the tree. 

“Please, don’t tell head Alpha about this.. he’ll have me condemned..” you plead, keeping your gaze to the floor to not have to look your old friend in the eye. Shame, embarrassment and fear runs rampant throughout your system, lighting goosebumps up your flesh. 

No one is touching my mate.

“What?!” You nearly lunge back, falling down onto your ass as you crawl away without taking your eyes off of him. “Johnny! It’s me! You’re mistaken—“

Quiet. Omega. 

Slowly trudging closer to you, he stops to sit. Stance big and strong towering above you.

Present.

“Johnny, I can’t do tha—“ 

The growl he lets out cracks a whimper from your throat, rustling the leaves throughout each surrounding tree, echoing loud enough for even birds to flock away out of fear.

“You don’t want this, not with me, remember me?” It seems futile to attempt conversation with an Alpha in wolf form, feeling defenseless and defeated as your back knocks against a rock and the Alpha leaves you with nowhere to run. 

Present for your Alpha. I won’t ask again.

“I-I can’t, don’t ask that of me.” Bile rises up your chest, digging your fingers through clumps of dirt as the large wolf nuzzles your face and takes a deep inhale. “This is a mistake, has to be a mistake..”

Lights blind your vision, collapsing on the ground when his scent slams into you. A husk leather oud infiltrates your senses, strong and rich, immediately swirling between each crevice until your chest caves. The Alphas scent is the strongest you’ve ever felt, dominant, enrapturing, near drug-inducing. The scent of a powerful Alpha, more powerful than you’ve ever experienced. Too much for your secluded body and mind to handle atop of the raging fear beating from your chest.

The Alpha nudges your limp figure a few times, softly huffing and licking up your cheek. There’s no point in waiting it out, already gone for hours since the hunt began, he shifts back and hoists your lifeless body onto his arms, carrying you out of the woods with ease. The walk back to your lands can take about another hour, knowing his father will undoubtedly be waiting for his return with a proud smile as his son triumphantly strides back through with his future head Omega intact.

Exactly as he imagined it, his father stands tall and full of pride, the smile on his lips slowly sinking as he sees no sign of a mating mark. Confusion flows between the two Alphas as he comes to a stop and adjusts your limp weight in his arms. 

“What is this son? Have you not mated?” He asks sternly, leaning in closer to inspect your naked throat.

“The Omega, she fainted before I could consummate..”

“Ah, I see. Drop her off at the infirmary and continue on your way back out. Many Alphas have already returned with their claimed mates. You need to be swift and hurry now.”

“This is my mate, father.” Johnny states loud and clear, cradling you closer to his chest. “She is the one my wolf has chosen.”

Clarity evades the head alphas features, scowling as he steps forward to whisper. “You dare to bring disgrace upon my name with this unmated weak Omega? What have I taught you?”

“No father, I do not wish to bring shame upon our lineage.”

The head Alpha snaps his fingers, ushering his main henchmen to cover up their surroundings. “Get the Omega back to your cabin. Do not bring her back without your markings.” He orders, rushing two of the elders to cut around the village to his son’s cabin. “I will not have you humiliate my name with your choice.”

Johnny nods without protest, following along with the elders that obscure your bodies behind veiled cloaks. At least in his cabin he can help you get proper rest and keep an eye on you. 

“Get her inside.” One of the elders says in a hushed voice, covering the entrance to his cabin. “Listen to me my boy, if that Omega exits your sights without a mark, I don’t want to jump to conclusions of what your father may pull, but it won’t be pleasant.”

He nods assuredly, thanking the older Alpha for helping him before leading you to his furs to lay upon. At least this way you can become accustomed to his scent, enough to keep you stable even if it overwhelms you. He should have anticipated that you’d be difficult to deal with even now after all of this time apart. You’ve grown a lot, as has he, but clearly your disdain towards Alphas hasn’t changed much.

He wonders for a moment if he should have just walked away when Jaehyun showed up with intent to mate you. The thought alone makes his Alpha scream at the top of its lungs, clenching his fist and shaking his head to calm the rage building inside of him.

Anyone else mating you has never been an option, because Johnny always knew it had to be him. He always knew that it had to be you. 

‘That sweaters a bit tight for you, don’t you think?’ His friend jeered, poking at the faded cotton material stretched over his much larger body.

Johnny ignored him, waving Jaehyun off before heading to the river to wash off, making a stop by the bathrooms nearby first. He’s kept your oversized sweater stuffed at the very bottom of his bag as he marched into the newly presented Alpha sector of your packs lands, heart beating from his chest as he stole one last look back and found your gaze peering over your shoulder practically begging to be saved.

He’d dreamt about it for years, what your scent would smell of, how you’d grow to be the most beautiful Omega, strong and regal by his side. Perfect to lead a pack by him in time. 

In time you will see, even if you don’t have much left to spare.

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Air thick as molasses glides down your tongue, struggling to swallow as you sit up and break out into a fit of coughs. Everything’s too warm, incinerating you from inside out with each breath you take in. Grasping around yourself you find a wall behind you, choking on your next breath right as the Alpha enters and rushes over to you.

“Here, drink this.” He sits down fast, raising a cup of cooled tea to your lips, tipping it for you to drink from. The sensation of calming herbs flows through your chest, filling your senses from nose to taste, opening up your air passages to breath with ease. “Drink all of it.”

“What is that??” You cough, wiping at your lips and pushing the mug away.

“You fainted, healer Ryu said it can happen when Omegas aren’t accustomed to the scent of Alpha..” tilting his head to the side, he taps at a scent blocker stuck to his neck. “This should help, you’re in my cabin thought, my scent is pretty much everywhere..”

“What am I doing here?” You try to say clearly, choking on the spit lining your throat that's thickened up. “W-why did you bring me here?”

Johnny’s gaze darkens, dragging down your even toned neck, the expanse of your smooth delicate shoulders and your bare arms. “Because.” He stiffens, glaring at your throat. “I want you to be awake when I mate you.”

“Mate me?!?” Shooting up straight, you clutch the furs on top of your body tightly, half questioning if he undressed you to get you under here in the first place..

Sitting up, he nods and reaches to move your hair back causing you to flinch as his knuckles drag down your cheek. “Do you not remember me?”

He seems hesitant to ask, lips tugged down at the sides, grazing past your scent gland still masked by blockers. 

“Of course I remember you!” Glowering, you grab his wrist and dig your fingernails in. “Now answer me! What am I doing here?!”

The sensation of your stubby nails clawing at his flesh has no effect, shrugging you away as he comes to stand and paces in front of the bed you sit on. “Did you hit your pretty little head falling down from one of those trees while trying to hide?” He asks in a snarky manner, placing hands on his hips to widen his size. “How many times are you expecting me to repeat myself?”

“You know I never fall.”

Johnny rights himself, standing tall above you. “And I know where you’d go to hide from a gang of Alphas seeking their prey.”

“You cheated.” 

“I found you fairly, just in time too. Jaehyun was trailing my ass knowing I’d be looking for you. You’re lucky he knows better than to go up against me.”

Jaehyun. The other Alpha that Johnny had scared away.

“It’s not fair.. you left our territory—“

“And you should be grateful that I did.” He lunges toward you, slamming his fists down on the bed. “If anyone else had found you breaking the rules like that I’d never be able to save your ass.”

“I don’t need to be saved, especially not thanks to an Alpha.” You spit, cowering back against a wall.

“Watch your tongue little one. We aren’t pups anymore.”

Hard knocks shake through the cabin, pursuing your lips together to stop an insult from dicing its way through the Alphas flesh. Moving away, he peers back over his shoulder, motioning your way. “Don’t move, Omega.”

He disappears behind the door shutting, springing to your feet to scamper your way over when you hear deep voices murmur through.

“Have you done it?” You can recognize head Alphas domineering tone, judging from the way Johnny replies alone. He sounds immature, young and still innocent but still respectful.

“Not yet father.” He’s quiet, probably keeping his head down, too much shame to look his dad in the eye.

“I never expected this from you son.” Head Alpha sounds disappointed, drawing out a long sigh. “All of this over some Omega.”

“She’s more than that.”

“I do not care.” Shutting down his son quickly, head Alpha takes heavy steps, most likely pushing his chest out to instill intimidation. 

“If you do not mate her by the end of today, I have no choice son. I will not allow your obsession with this inadequate Omega to tarnish the reputation I have helped you build. No one wants to follow orders from an Alpha that cannot even control his Omega. You will do what I see fit or I shall summon the council to order a public mating.” Head Alpha spits each word out like shards of glass, gashing through even your flesh from where you listen through the door. The thought of Johnny on the other side trying to keep up a strong facade pings through your chest, willing it away with your arms tightening around yourself.

He must be stoic, emotionless to his father’s rage, because he doesn’t reply, nothing but the sound of footsteps follow for the next few minutes. 

Stepping back inside abruptly, he catches you off guard, leaping away from the door and rushing to hide your tear-filled eyes. “I had a feeling you wouldn’t stay in place.”

“You know me.” You mutter sarcastically, lips tugging down at the sides. “Public mating?”

Johnny sighs, starting to pace and run his hands through his long locks. “I assume you heard everything.”

“What was head Alpha talking about? Is he going to have me exiled?”

He scoffs, glaring at you from the corner of his eye. “As if I’d ever allow that.”

“You’d have to, you can’t go against your father.”

“I can’t?” Lifting a defined eyebrow at you, he steps forward to get in your face, neck craning lower. “What do you not understand? You are my mate. I would go against anyone for you, even my own damn blood.”

“I don’t understand, okay?!” You shout, frustrated, taking a step back nervously. 

“I’ve always known.” Johnny cuts you off, following you with long strides until your back meets a wall. “You have too.”

“No.. Johnny..” 

“Alpha.”

“No!” Lifting your hands, you press flat against his chest to put distance between your bodies. Useless as he doesn’t so much as budge, reaching for your waist as he bends in closer until his lips hover an inch away from yours.

“This stubborn act was endearing when we were kids, you know.” He laments, laughing under his breath. “It was cute and I may do whatever it takes to make you mine, but you will respect me as your mate.”

His tone lowers, near a rumble that has your Omega howling in pain, every signal warning for you to behave. “You’re not my mate.”

He snaps fast, growling deep in his chest, palms slamming down on the wall behind your head. “Do not disobey me.”

The Alphas voice cuts deep, rolling tremors down your limbs until your knees give and buckle, dropping your face between his chest as a pathetic whimper springs from your lips. You crumble at the fury, the Omega inside of you curling up into a ball in shame. How could you anger our mate enough to make him use his Alpha voice? It’s your fault, unleashing an onslaught of pain throughout your body the more you cower against him.

An exhausted sigh blows across the side of your face, standing up straight with arms wrapped around your waist he holds you close, nose dropping to your hair to take in a long inhale. “I shouldn’t have. I don’t know what overcame me just now..”

“I hate you.” You cry between chattering teeth, weakly hitting his chest. “How could you do that to me?”

“No you don’t.” Johnny’s eyes fall shut, dragging his nose against your crown. “I need you to listen to me. I’m sorry. I’m frustrated and stressed over what my father said..”

Sniffling, you ease against him, looping an arm around his waist to regain your balance, and maybe comfort the emotionally wounded Omega whimpering inside of you to fix this. “Public mating?”

“Yes..” he hesitates for a minute, rubbing a soothing large hand up and down your back before pulling away to cup your face.”If the council agrees, I will be summoned to claim you before the pack Alphas..”

“What??”

Pursing his lips, he looks away, forehead wrinkling. “As their next head Alpha, I cannot risk dishonoring tradition..”

“What’s traditional about this?!” You speak up, pushing away again only to be kept in place by strong built arms. 

“It’s not up to me anymore.”

“Then let me leave!” Hissing, you strike a balled up fist against his chest, lip trembling to contain your tears. “Johnny, please!”

“I can’t.” He says firmly, taking a hold of your shoulders to keep you still against the wall. “Tomorrow I will mate you, and if you try to run, I will never stop chasing after you.”

Silence falls between the two of you as he keeps you stuck in place with a look full of hunger. Eyes dancing between desire and passion. It’s enough to bite your tongue and hold back the whiplash of words your mind fights against your heart to shout at him. 

“There’s no other way?” You ask brokenly, throat exhausted as if your Omega used your vocal chords to scream her murderous tears. 

Shaking his head slowly, he leans in and plants a gentle kiss on your forehead. “There is no other way.”

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There is no other way.

Because this is the only way to prove to the pack that you belong to Johnny. That the Alpha has truly thoroughly fucked and claimed you, that no one will ever question his position to lead this pack.

The council wastes no time on discourse, immediately proclaiming that a mating ritual shall take place today, and that the Omega set to be the next head by pack Alphas side will have a mark on her neck by the end of this day.

“Here I thought the hunt would be the highest honor, you’re lucky the council has been lenient enough to allow this.” Your mother’s fixing up your face once again, unable to remove the giant dumb smile from her face as she moves to brush your hair. “Ah, the moon goddess truly heard my wishes. Head Alphas son of all Alphas! What a blessing.”

Every single member of the pack seemed to question how and why you were chosen. Walking through the village to your parents cabin drew more attention to you than you’d ever experienced. Whispers floated through the air, backing the rumors that you couldn’t even handle the next head Alpha, that you’d passed out before he’d even had the chance to mate you.

‘Doesn’t make any sense why he’d even bother with her after that.’

‘Heard one of the Alphas over breakfast mention that they were close as pups. Head Alphas son probably imprinted on her years ago, none of us ever stood a chance against that type of bond.’

‘Seems unfair if you ask me, she’s not even grateful.’

They spoke so foul of you without knowing anything about you. To even dare question the innocent relationship you once had with Johnny. The friendship that you cherished and would sell your soul to have back. Everything’s different now, he’s different.

“I’m already dreaming of the pups you’ll have.” Your mother sighs happily, fluffing your hair to frame your face. “Johnny’s so handsome and strong, with his genes you will birth only strong pups.”

Pups.

Birth.

With Johnny.

Fear heightens in your stomach similar to a ticking time bomb, sensing your imminent doom as the elders come to escort you to the Alphas sector where the ritual will take place. They wear pleased smiles, cheerful as they drag you along and bring you to what can only come straight out of nightmares.

Alphas stagger around, eyeing you curiously as you’re brought to stand in the middle where a large lifted platform covered with cushions and furs has been set up. It’s worse than the hunt, multiple predatory eyes burn into your skin, gathering closer to get a good look at the flimsy garment doing a poor job of hiding your ample curves. Growls and grunts fly around you, trapping you with nowhere to go as they circle around and barricade you, shortening your breath the more imprisoned you begin to feel.

“J-Johnny?” You ask hesitantly, gaze stuck to your feet, too anxious at the thought of meeting eyes with any of the unknown Alphas around.

“I’m here.” A soft tone ripples up your spine, standing straight and pulling your shoulders back as he takes a hold of your elbow and turns you to face him. “Look at me.”

Slowly lifting your head up you see him, warm eyes and a soft smile intended to comfort you. He stands before you, moving in closer to wrap around your waist. “You’re nervous.”

Sniffling, you nod, embarrassed that every Alpha in the pack you’re meant to lead side by side with the one currently holding you tight will see you defiled for the very first time in mere minutes. “It’s just you and me right now, got that? Don’t even think about anything else. No one else exists, only us.” 

As much as you wish to believe that to be true, your ears can’t tune out the whistles and jeers coming from every side, biting on your lip and shaking your head, you reach for the Alphas shoulders to hide your face in his chest. “Can’t.. they’re everywhere.”

“I said look at me Omega.” He speaks more sternly, not moving to force you, but waiting for your head to raise and return to his still lovingly warm gaze. “You will not take your eyes off of me, do you hear me? You’re mine, you are only to look at me.”

Without using his Alpha voice he still manages to make your chest tighten, stomach churning anxiously as you nod slowly and he bends closer until your foreheads are pressed together. “I’ve been waiting for this.”

A part of you wants to scream, consider running only to be tackled down by a militia of powerful Alphas, but the other part of you swoons, reminded of the days you craved nothing more than to be by Johnny’s side and ripped your own heart to pieces once you realized the inevitable fate you’d been dealt.

“…for how long, Alpha?” You ask, barely above a whisper, fluttering his eyes in surprise.

“Forever.” He whispers, nose brushing against yours. “I’d wait an eternity for you.”

“You’ll take care of me Alpha?” You question cautiously, lips barely grazing his plump pout. “Make me yours to protect?”

“Always have.” Johnny states, licking your upper lip with closed eyes. He blinks slowly, reaching to cup your cheeks and dip his mouth to yours. “And I always will.”

It may not be ideal nor how you ever allowed yourself to imagine, but as the Alphas lips meld to yours, the tension weighing on your back dissipates. Easing into his dominant touch, you fall into the kiss easily. Every worry and silent wishful hope lets out a sigh of relief throughout your body, dragging your arms up higher to cling around his neck and deepen the kiss.

This time your lips planted together unlocks what you never knew you needed. The Omega inside of you quells instantaneously, rolling around with what can only he a giant smile now that your Alpha finally seems satisfied. The two of you rejoice, drawing him in deeper to grant your tongue access inside the delicious cavern of his mouth. If only a kiss can ignite this much in you, you can only shake as you imagine what more your conjoined bodies can release.

“I’ve got you baby.” Johnny says softly against your lips, for your ears only. “No one else exists.” He repeats, calming the tremble rolling up and down your spine with tender pets. “Your first time?”

You nod, skin flushed with goosebumps as your nerves skyrocket and missile launch to the sky erupting each and every worry you’ve ever had. The Alphas never had to be concerned with any inexperience. Always taken care of with various concubines in preparation for the day they’d have to race for a mate. Johnny knew exactly what to do with you, how to use your body and pleasure himself, only heightening your anxiety.

“You trust me don’t you?” He continues to whisper, brushing against your now swollen lips. “Trust that your Alpha will make you feel good, you’ll always reach your pleasure first with me.”

“Can I trust you Alpha?” You ask for further affirmation, sliding your hands beneath the leather furs draped over his shoulders. 

“Have I ever lied to you?” 

Without answering, you push the furs off, eyes going wide at the sight of ink carved onto his skin. Immediately you reach to run the tips of your fingers across the raised flesh, poked through with sterilized needles and squid ink, half scarred from the forced injury to create the permanent markings. “Is that?”

“You.”

It’s as if you’ve woken up in Johnny’s cabin once more, short of breath as you trace over the lithe wolf prowling along a tree branch between leaves. Large golden flecks stare back at you, running your touch over the leaves as the Omega tattooed on his skin almost watches your movements. “Me?”

“My Omega.”

Grasping your wrist he drags your hand higher to the path of flowers blooming open on his shoulder. “My Omega made of honeysuckle and snow coated grass. As sweet as Autumn and fierce as Winter.”

“Johnny..”

Nights of clenching your eyes shut, pretending to ignore the Alphas eyes appearing in your dreams, shove aside the warmth you sought out from the memory of his touch. Every night and day kept apart had taken more of a toll on both of you than either could have realized, desperate to be close as you sink into his chest and wrap around him with a tight hug. “Alpha.”

“I know.” The gentle tone he keeps with you could erase any fear, comforted by the scent that had been suffocating you. Taking deep long inhales you finally let him in, head hazy as the Alphas scent combines with yours. “Never take your eyes off of me Omega.”

He means it, tempted to use his Alpha voice to manipulate you to follow his orders. It’s hard enough to tune out the whispers and groans that surround you from the crowd gathered around as he begins to strip your flimsy tunic away and slowly takes in every inch of your exposed skin, quietly cursing under his breath. “Beautiful, you’re so beautiful.”

Every touch is soft, voice hushed for only your ears to pick up on, gaze lit up full of love that you can feel each time your eyes meet. Nerves prickle under the drag of his finger, softly gliding down your stomach to the tops of your thighs to part you open, swallowing down a loud deep breath. Embarrassment twitches your knees, wanting to slam them shut as the Alphas lowers to get a close up look and curls his biceps around your thighs. “The most perfect Omega, aren’t you pretty?”

Slick gushes between your folds, shaking from the tips of your fingers to your toes as your peer down between your thighs. Johnny’s eyes shoot up, lowering his thick lips to your center. The invitation of your warm glistening cunt is enough to have him groaning, unintentionally teasing the hood of flesh hiding your clit. Pouty pressed together lips flatten and kiss the bundle of nerves, lighting triggers up your calves and thighs for more slick to drip out onto the Alphas chin grazing across your awaiting entrance.

Given any other circumstance, including the one you could have ended up in, he would have had you present on all fours and fucked you like a proper Omega slut. Alpha urges roar for him to hurry it up, enough to worship your cunt. Ignoring his wolf's demands, he moves lower to kiss at your entrance, slurping up the sweet sticky syrupy slick for the direct source. Burying his nose in to snort your aroused scent this up close. He mouths sloppily at your hole, not even to get you off yet, but to finally have a taste of his dreams. A taste of what he could only imagine for years.

Nothing would ever be able to compare or come close to the heavenly taste of you. 

“My Omega, so sweet. Taste so fucking sweet, pretty pretty girl.” His chins doused with your gleaming arousal when he decides to finally come up from air at the sound of your moans turning into impatient whines. Jerking against his mouth desperately, needing something inside. He can feel it, the frustration coming from both of your wolves, attacking you from inside out to mate mate mate.

The Alphas breath fans across your now sweaty neck, body heat rising at accelerated speed the more he teasingly tortured you. Licking up your scent gland, he drags a way to your ear, biting on the lobe softly. “My innocent Omega wants Alphas cock so badly? Rutting against me like some horny pup.”

And it’s true, without thought your thighs wrap around one of his long muscular legs, jamming your bare core up and down the flexed limb. Hair grazes your slick cunt, making a mess of wet down the Alphas thighs as your hips speed up chasing after a relief only he can fulfill.

“Alpha, I need to.. be closer.” Every and each bone in your body rattles, craving and needing to feel him inside of you. Johnny tenses, eyebrows wrinkling together as he grabs onto your hips and forces you to stop.

“You’re gonna give me a hard time with that pretty ass and pussy, aren’t you?” He says through gritted teeth, eyes fluttering shut. “I’ll fuck you, fuck you full of my pups. Keep you satisfied until all you know is how to take your Alphas cock. Is that what you want?”

Thick palms slide beneath your back, gliding lower to cup and squeeze your ass, encouraging your hips to push down on his thigh again and plead for more. Vigorous grinds of your hips force him to lodge his knees down, shifting the furs laid out beneath you. He grunts, rasping out breaths shakily. “Fuck baby, get it nice and wet for me. Keep doing it just like that.”

As if to warn you, he grips your ass roughly, jamming his hardened clothed length against your hip for you to really feel what you’re about to take. A heavy hot thick rod ruts from your lower belly to your hip, a thin garment separating your lower halves, bowing your spine up pathetically. “Alpha—that, please, please, g-give me!”

A round of groans sound around you, quickly reminding you of where you are, but not long enough before Johnny sits up between your thighs, bringing your hands to his hips. 

“This what you want?” He asks damn near mockingly. Licking at his lips akin to a thirsty rabid wolf. 

“Alpha—want, want it!” 

Hisses, growls, harsh ragged breaths turn louder the more you whine, resisting your Omegas curious urge to glance around. Johnny cups your chin to keep you focused, sleek eyes melting your gaze. “What do you want? Say it clear for your Alpha.”

The size of him above you makes you feel so small, curling into yourself as he positions close between your thighs to jam his clothed size against your drenched cunt. Johnny trembles at the contact, having to sneak a look down as you soak through his light fabric cover up and the shape of his cockhead fully pokes through, pressing the tip to your swollen clit. “Want this?” He mutters, curling the fabric around his cock to slap down heavily between your thighs.

Jerking up in response you let out a howling scream, arms shooting out to grab his biceps. “Please please!”

“Say it!” He growls ferociously, slapping the heavy meat down with audible loud wet claps of skin hitting skin. The contact rushes blood down, chubbing your pussy up in preparation to squeeze the life out of your Alphas dick. 

“Want your cock Alpha! Wan-want you to breed me, pup me!” 

If only you had anything else on your mind other than the Alpha burying inside of you, you’d hear the uproar of feral cries set off around you. Each Alpha willing to sell their soul to be in Johnny’s position right now. They watch on drooling, snarling, rubbing themselves over their garments as your Alpha sits up proudly and strips his lower half free of the fabric. His thick cock bounces up, slapping loudly against the flat planes of his ripped stomach. The visual of Johnny’s chest rising and falling rapidly has slick pouring out of you obscenely, toes curling as you take in the full mass of him. Clenching up as small as you can as you envision what can only be compared to your forearm in size penetrating you.

“Alpha, s’too big..” you say wantonly, still wanting to feel him split you open. Still needy for your Alphas cock to break through your cervix and fatten your belly full of cum.

“I know, baby.” Laying down on you without resting his weight, his cock pressed against your stomach. The tip slotted a few inches above your navel as a preview of how deep he’ll be inside of you soon. Maneuvering his fingers between your thighs, he nips at your jaw, murmuring praises about how wet you are.

“It’s so loud, so warm.” Johnny sighs, sucking on your earlobe. “So slippery between my fingers.”

Tapping at your entrance, he nudges your thighs open further, gliding two fingers in past the ring of muscle that feels as if you’re trying to bite them right off of his hand. Cursing again, he sucks in a ragged breath, licking swirls along your ear. Thumb making way to your clit to loosen up the clamp your cunt has around his fingers. A few meticulous rubs and flicks combined with his hot mouth have you relaxing, shoulders laying flat as he begins to scissors inside of you.

“Feel that Omega? Your pretty tiny fucking pussy.” He grits, fingers beginning to jam in and out of you at heightened speed. “Feel so tight and warm around me, gripping me so good baby.”

Johnny’s nasty words make your mind spin, head thrown back watching the sky above you turn upside down. The sound of your gushing slick louder than anything, muting all but the guttural groans coming from your Alpha. Pleasure scorches throughout your body, reaching for his wrist with a trembling saliva covered bottom lip and watery eyes. “Please, enough. Alpha, I need it, need you.”

He hears you loud and clear, tongue toying with his lip for a moment before drawing free from your cunt. As much as he wants to make this easy for you, there’s no way. Both of you too insatiable and driven by your hunger to be one. To feel conjoined, even if you know it will hurt.

Slowly stroking his cock, he watches your pussy in a trance-like state. Stomach muscle twitching, taking sharp breaths as he rubs a smear of pre-cum around the tip. Dipping his fingers between your sensitive pussy lips again because he can’t help himself, too enthralled by the gush of slick that bubbles out messy and loud. It’s all for him, slowly collecting the wad of slick to coat his cock with like some type of silent apology for what he’s about to do to you.

The twitch your tiny little hole gives in response only makes him groan, setting the head right against your slit to admire the difference in size for a minute.

“Perfect.” Johnny whispers, rubbing his thumb down your clit to the outer rim of your cunt pulsing against his length. He can’t stop his hips from jerking, slowly thrusting to watch your muscle stretch, fighting back the much too large intrusion trying to invade and make a home for himself. The fat tip of his size throbs, pushing it in until he feels your hole snap around him, hissing and biting his lip. “Babies first time, just for me..”

It’s dizzying for him, almost too dizzying to hear your rushed intakes of air, to see your eyes clenched shut, fists balled up on your chest, and your teeth grinding to not scream. Johnny reaches for your forearms, pushing them down for leverage. Slowly he plunges in more, managing to get a few more inches in before pausing to take deep breaths. “You okay baby?”

Nodding furiously, you curse at him to continue. Distracting yourself from the pain by focusing on your breathing. You have to be good, prove yourself worthy, not only for your Alpha, but for the pack of onlookers. Determined to take him, you let out a moan and force your hips up into a swivel, further sliding his length inside.

A slew of curses spring from his lips in shock, reveling in the pressure and tightness enveloping half of his length. “Want it so badly, don’t you.” He says more to himself, moving to grab your hips and hold them down. “But you’ll do as I say.”

He pulls out, a lewd loud pop resounding as Johnny lifts his hips back enough to rub his length up and down. The fat tip of his size purposely nudging and bumping your swollen clit. Each drag against your sensitive pussy further ruining you, sobbing out loud without a care. The hold on your hips keeps you from moving, letting out a desperate shout as Johnny lays his palm flat on your stomach, taking his cock in hand to slap down on against your clit.

“Alpha! N-no!”

“Take it.” He groans, struck by the thick we s of slick that cling to his length with each heavy smack. Emitting pornographic squelching sounds for everyone of the Alphas he will lead someday to hear, to memorize, to know that they will never have a taste of you, let alone ever experience this again.

With a pleased smirk, the engorged tip of his length meets your entrance again. Pussy throbbing like a wounded animal as the Alpha finally presses in again, slowly breaching your hole to make you feel every overwhelming sensation all over again. The pain subsides as pleasure and desperation takes over, incessantly starving to feel him stuff you full. You sob, reaching out for something as he leans in to bracket your head with thick biceps. Finding solace in his shoulders, you claw at his smooth skin, arching up to bite down a scream into his muscle.

It’s heat inducing, arching against the Alpha to get him deeper inside of you. Long thick cock stretching you with each new inch added, too good once fully sheathed inside. You can’t stop whining, licking at Johnny’s smooth pronounced collarbone. Split open by the only one you’ve ever wanted, something about it swells your chest. Wrapping your arms around his shoulders to feel even closer. 

“Alpha, please—“ you start to wail, drooling on his neck, planting haphazard messy kisses.

“What are you begging for, huh?” He chokes out, moving to wrap around your shoulders in the same manner, knowing that your Omega needs to be close. That your heart needs to feel his beating against it. “You’re so tight for me baby. Gonna ruin that perfect pussy you have, make it mine.”

“Ugh!” Dropping your neck back, hot tears fill your eyes, raining down your cheeks as he begins to thrust in and out. 

“All mine, my pretty gorgeous Omega.” He moans, fully pulling out only to ram back in and sending your back arching up with a shout. Johnny can’t slow down, chasing after your release to get to his. Falling into a rough rhythm, he thrusts hard enough to have you both sliding up with each ramming force of his hips. The clenches you give around his cock accompanied by drool coated moans only encouraging him to push in harder, make you taste his cock in the back of your throat from here.

“Alpha..”

“Yeah, what did I say baby? Keep those pretty eyes on me baby. Keep looking at me.” Clutching your neck, he presses your foreheads together. Cock drilling deep past your tight hole. It’s not completely without pain, snapping around the intrusion of his thick long girth. Johnny works hard to keep his own eyes open, consumed by the way your pouty lips fall apart with a moan, how your eyes roll up and back to him over and over again. “Opening up so so good for Alpha. Feel good baby?”

Gliding a hand between your bodies, he lowers closer to your chest, pushing his arm lower to rest the back of your head along the dip of his elbow. Fingers find their way to your clit, circling the bundle of nerves with another thrust, easing more inches past your convulsing heat.

“Ahh—!” Incoherently you begin to nod, head spinning, thighs aching around his hips. The pinch to your clit shoots up your spine, lifting your butt up only to be slammed back down into place with another powerful thrust. Johnny curses, sucking at spit around his tongue as he lifts enough to watch you take the last inch of his cock again.

“Oh shit baby.” He croons, biting down on his lip at the sight of his cock completely disappearing inside of you like nothing. The way you take it only as an Omega can. It’s indescribable to feel your heat suck around him, the way your walls clamp on his size like wet firm kisses. Pangs of pleasure throb up his length, cockhead pressed to your cervix at this angle. “Can’t believe—“ the Alpha drags his slick coated fingers to your lips, pushing them down on your tongue, teeth gritting. “Can’t believe I’m inside of you.”

That awakens your lost mind, licking between his digits as he circles down into you and lets you truly feel how big he is. Each twist of his hips feels like a delicious new stretch, opening your cunt up to always be ready for your Alpha to fill you up. He sighs, smiling and pressing in to capture your lips. Cock thrumming inside of you letting you get used to the sheer size of him. Distracting you with wet and messy glides of his tongue, he continues to slur between sucks, drawing your tongue out with his suctioning lips. 

“Such a pretty fucking pussy baby, best cunt ever.” Johnny sounds lost himself, lapping at the combination of your spit smearing between your chins. “Tight, so tight for your Alpha.”

All you can do is whine and agree between his overpowering kisses, failing to grab his tongue with yours. Johnny controls everything, the way you kiss, the way you fuck, the way your body reacts to him. Infiltrating your brain, lungs, heart, cunt, filling every empty hole inside of you with himself, staking claim to his Omega the way only a real Alpha can.

“Pl-please, Alpha, please,” you start to beg, throwing your limbless arms around his shoulders to weakly throw your hips into a circle. Turning desperate to really feel him, to really get fucked by your Alpha.

He fully lets go, tearing past his own resistance to fuck you full, hard and fast. Wet sounds clap around you, jostled by each punching thrust, swearing you can feel him as deep as your lungs from the way you gag on spit and choke on your breath. Weakly tapping at his shoulders you lose it, clamping on the Alphas size hard enough to make him stop for a moment. Johnny growl’s animalistically, pounding through the splash of slick threatening to push his size out from the force of your powerful orgasm. He keeps fucking you through it, looming large over your body going lifeless beneath him.  

“Knot, g-gonna knot baby.” The veins lining his long throat pop out under sweat glistening flesh, dropping his nose to yours as his stomach convulses and he thrusts in all the way deep surely leaving your cervix bruised. “Fucking—-fu—ahh shit!”

It’s the most shattered he’s sounded, raspy and whiny, coming to a stop as the base of his length begins to expand. Swiping his lips against yours between panted breaths.

“S’too.. can’t.” You beg, lightly tapping his chest. It’s useless, both of you too strung out by the peak of your pleasure. The only option left is to wait it out and grit your teeth through the burn stretching against your hole.

Right as you feel every last inch of your body go limp, Johnny securely cups behind your neck, licking across the top row of his teeth practically salivating at the sight of your extended throat arched up so invitingly. The knot thrums against your walls, painful stretch burning as he adjusts to lower his chest to yours and whisper against your lips. “My Omega.”

The bite hurts initially, gnawing deep through the flesh covering your scent gland. Long canines dig through your veins, sucking at the blood that gushes past his bite. Memories of the first time you met the Alpha flash behind your eyes, weakly sinking your nails into his shoulders as tears rush from your eyes and everything he’s ever wanted to say to you flies around your mind. The days you spent together, the times he always let you win just to see you smile, and the frantic need to protect you. Pain washes away along with the tears rolling down your face, whimpering and clutching onto him as hard as you’re able to.

“Johnny..”

The pitiful sounds that come from his throat remind you of a distressed pup, lapping up your bite aggressively as guilt claws at his chest seeing you grow weaker beneath him.

“S’okay Alpha..” you mumble, sliding your hands up his neck to hold his cheeks. The difference in size seems more daunting now, stuck on his knot that hasn’t deflated one bit, the visual of your small hands thumbing his wet cheeks feels right. Feels as if you’ll never have to fend for yourself as each emotion and reassuring sense of devotion fills your head. 

Johnny’s your Alpha, destined to lead, destined to be yours.

“Hurt you..” he barely whispers, thumb caressing the mark on your neck solemnly. Fighting between his pride and lust to prioritize what you could be going through. “Sorry..”

“No no,” tucking your chin, you capture his thumb to suckle on, head shaking softly. “Love you.”

The look that illuminates his features can only be described as one of love. Adoration and admiration, relief, lightly tipping the corners of his lips upward and releasing the tension pinching at his ears. “Love you, my mate.” He says proudly, knot gone down enough to fix your positions and lift you onto his lap. “Let's go home.”

Without allowing you time to look around, he holds onto your bottom, keeping you impaled in place with his knot as his thighs burn to stand, free hand petting the back of your head and easing your nose to rest against his scent gland, successfully masking your eyes from the Alphas that stand around drooling, hard cocks pulsing, desperate to have a piece of you for themselves. With a last look of warning at the group, he turns and takes the back trail back to his cabin, shushing your whines.

“Almost there baby.”

“We’re going home?” You ask drowsily, clinging onto his shoulders as if you fear the idea of falling, knowing the Alpha would never allow for such a thing.

“Our home.” He states, rounding a corner to the back entrance of his cabin to avoid allowing anyone else that may be roaming around to see you in this position. “You did such a good job for me back there pretty.”

“I did?” Warmth fills your stomach, brows knitting as your hips roll against him on their own to feel the Alphas half deflated knot push past your aching entrance. He hisses, cupping your ass firmly on the way to the bed you rested in yesterday, already soaked with your scent, weakening his knees as he lays you down and hovers above you, fist planted by your sides. 

“So good for me, my perfect Omega.”

Reaching up for his shoulder, you trace the wolf gazing down at you once again, head tilted curiously. “Has it always been me? Really?”

Johnny’s eyebrows gather together furiously, nodding rapidly, clicking his tongue annoyed. “You know that it has.”

“It’s nice to hear.” You smile, biting on your lip. 

“Yeah?” Lowering down, he thrusts the rest of his size in to fill you with every inch, knot gone down enough to shove his length in deep once again. “And me? I want to hear you say it.”

Damp strands of hair hang around your face, framing the Alphas sharp cheekbones, long eyes that stare down at you obsessively. 

“It’s always been you.” You admit, arching up for a kiss. 

Already knowing that is one thing, but hearing you say it strikes a nerve, growling from deep in his chest as he reaches to draw your hands above your head and teases your lips with barely there kisses.

“You’re mine.” Small pecks litter your top and bottom lip, lowering to your chin and jaw, trailing a pathway up to your ear and back as he continues to repeat mineminemine.

“Mine to have.” Another kiss.

“Mine to keep.” Another kiss.

“Mine to save.” Another kiss.

“And mine to ruin.” The last kiss steals your breath, bred full again by the next thrust, only held in place by his solid grip on your forearms.

The Alpha made good on his promise to take care of you, fucked and bred night after night to birth the strongest members of your pack. 

Occasionally you’d find your way back to the forest, now with Johnny by your side helping you climb trees that you insisted on being able to do on your own.

“It’s nice up here.” He hums, laying back on the large part of the base with you on his chest, stroking up and down your spine soothingly.

“It’s nicer with you.��

“Yeah?” His eyebrow lifts, tapping your chin to look at him. “No more running away from me then?”

“You’re here with me, aren’t you?” You tease, pretending to bite his finger.

“That’s my girl.”

･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⋆ ･

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[star-suh]

A Detective and a Gangster Walked Into a Bar

Jeong Jaehyun x Male Reader

cw: top jaehyun, pwp, unprotected sex, breeding, cheating, blowjob, deepthroat, degradation, rimjob, handjob, lightly choking, implied spit as lube, bit of feminization, dumbification.

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yn is a known p.i. in the city In recent months he has been trying to catch a dangerous gang and to do so he has had to fall to the lowest of the low. this is how he is now on his way to a bar that is managed by jaehyun's wife, another well-known mafia member who coincidentally is a rival of the gang that yn is tracking. "i can't believe i had to ally myself with a son of a bitch like jaehyun," yn mutters, his breath being visible for the cold night. 

jaehyun was signing some papers when the phone rang “hello?” he answers the phone, "oh, hello johnny... yeah yeah okay, send him directly to my office”.

“well. well. well… look who arrived, if not the most respected detective of all, yn ln huh?" he says with a cocky tone. “shut up and let's get straight to business. where's the folder you promised to give me?” detective yn said.

“woah you are as handsome as in the photos i have” the shameless gangster flirts. “i'm not here for your stupid jokes jaehyun, give me the. fucking. folder” anger being visible on the detective's face.

“take a seat and let's talk” jaehyun said, “why do you want the folder so much?”. “why do you care?” replied the other quickly. “i don't know maybe i feel jealous.. maybe i want you chasing me instead” jaehyun once again flirts. yn was not having it, he took a deep breath and counted to 10.

“i give you the folder with all the evidence to arrest that son of a bitch. but i'm going to need something in return" jaehyun gets up from the chair, walks around the desk and heads to the couch, sitting there in front of yn. “what do you want?” asked the other male. jaehyun manspreads “just an hour with you. i know you're not a whore but we can make a deal” he blurted out “i'm tired of doing favors for money i have a lot of that. i need other things… like the back of your throat” he smirks. “you shameless freak. fine, but no one should know about this" he sighed, that folder would help him a lot in getting a promotion at his job so whatever it takes, right?.

“come here” jaehyun does a motion with his hands, yn walked towards him. they kissed “so soft” murmured jaehyun “i wonder how would they feel wrapped around my cock” he said between kisses. yn knelt down and unzipped the other's pants, surprised by his big, throbbing cock. “seeing you in your knees is making me so horny”, yn's tongue went up and down jaehyun's shaft “what a fucking tease” moaned the gangster. yn then introduces the tip inside his mouth, making circles with his tongue on it and playing with the foreskin, he then leave wet kisses in the shaft sucking the balls, “so skilled damn you're a professional cocksucker. have you done this before?” grunted jaehyun, “that's none of your damn business” replied the detective.

yn slapped the other's cock on his tongue and put it all the way inside his mouth “fuck, the back of your throat feels so good” yn starts to deepthroat him holding on for a few seconds before taking out the huge cock smeared with thick strings of saliva that connecs his lips to the cock. “shit not even my wife can take it all” grunted jaehyun in excitement.

“that's it, keep sucking it like that?” he demanded “who's a good boy huh?”, yn didn't pay attention to his words, he just wanted to finish as soon as possible. “go faster.. i'm gonna cum inside your throat you better swallow it all slut” jaehyun pushed yn's head all the way down his cock locking his thighs around his neck, choking him while also cumming, forcing the other to swallow the thick gooey sperm of the gangster.

jaehyun let him go, yn fell to the floor coughing trying to catch some air. “come here we're not done yet” jaehyun grabbed and lifted yn by the hand and push him towards his desk “bend over” he said in a low demanding tone, “what the fuck are you talking about?” asked yn with a worried expression. “i said bend over” jaehyun's hand sneaking around yn's throat, squeezing it lightly “the hour is not over yet and i plan to enjoy every part of you until you come back later to me asking for another favor" his laugh sending shivers down your spine. jaehyun quickly remove yn's pants “spread your legs wide for me” yn did as he was told, feeling embarrassed as how submissive he was behaving around that bastard. “good boy” he hears while a slap lands on his left ass cheek.

jaehyun buried his tongue deep inside yn's hole while using his hand to stroke the other's cock “so hard for me. look how much you're leaking. are you that excited to be fucked by me?” he says in between the times that he stopped eating ass to breathe.

yn bites his arm to avoid moaning and give that bastard the satisfaction of knowing that he is feeling good “you're being a good little plaything for me mr. yn don't you wanna be the replacement of my wife?”, “shut up.. don't mention her you shameless perv… fucking other people when you're already married” spoke yn, the pleasure already numbing his mind. “you knew that… and that didn't stopped you to suck me off and you didn't do nothing to avoid what is happening right now so.. who's the perv here?”.

the gangster kept eating yn out “let's get you nice and wet for me i don't want to break you mr. detective… well at least not now” he murmured. yn stopped biting his arm he doesn't have the strength to keep doing it so his saliva started to came out of his mouth and he started to moan so loud “take a deep breath, i’m not going to contain myself from breaking your pussy you hear me?” yn just nodded, “hahaha. haven't even penetrated you yet and you're already that dumb?” the top joked.

and as he said he introduced  all his cock at once and started to thrust right away drawing loud moans out of yn's mouth. the thrusts were so hard and rough that the desk started to move too. “look at you acting all though and feisty but being so dumb over my fat cock”. jaehyun have both his hands placed on yn's cheeks and some of his fingers inside his mouth using it as a way to bang him even more harder. nonsense words came out of the detective's mouth while from jaehyun's only “your mine” and “this pussy belongs to me” can be heard in between growls and heavy pants.

“i'm gonna pump all my cum inside you and cream this fucking tight pussy” blurted out jaehyun, with a couple of last thrusts he came, his throbbong cock pumping lots of loads inside the cockdrunk detective…

“here's the folder you earned it” jaehyun slide the folder towards yn who cleans the remains of his saliva that somehow managed to get smeared on the folder, “thanks i guess” an embarrassed yn was getting ready to leave when a hand stopped him, “no goodbye?” pouted jaehyun “i'd like to think we're gonna see each other again”... yn sighed with a disgusted grin “goodbye motherfucker” he answered. “nuh-uh” jaehyun tapped his lips letting him know that he wanted a kiss "i really can't believe you" he said and gave him a kiss. yn walks out of his office waving a goodbye to johnny, one of jaehyun's gang friends, not noticing the big tent formed in his pants. 

when he arrived at home he quickly went to the bathroom taking out his dick which was still hard since he didn't came during the sex with jaehyun, just thinking about it made him very horny, his hand goes up and down his dick at a fast pace until finally white ropes of semen fall on the glass door of the shower. yn rests his forehead on his arm that is resting against the glass door, feeling a mix of embarrassment and anger for how that damn gangster jaehyun made him so submissive.

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[neowinestainedress]

can you handle it?

title: can you handle it?

pairing: suh johnny x jeong jaehyun x lee jeno x na jaemin x fem!oc/reader (no name, written in third person)

genre: smut, pwp, best friends!au

summary: Johnny drags her wildest fantasies out of her mouth, or to be more precise, out of her phone. But can she handle it?

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, fivesome, masturbation (f), oral sex (f&m), sex toys, (heavy) degradation, praises, dirty talk, orgasm denial/control, blindfold, anal (f), spit roasting, double penetration, blackmail (it’s a roleplay that starts halfway through, so no, she’s not really being blackmailed, 100% consensual), size kink, free use (kinda?? it’s more like a mentioned fantasy), squirting, fingers sucking, spitting, size kink, bulge kink, overstimulation, dacryphilia, dumbification, aftercare, mentions of breeding kink, (hard) dom johnny, dom Jaehyun, (hard) dom jeno, dom jaemin, sub!oc/reader | lmk if i missed something

word count: 12.400k

a/n: a gift for the 1k followers (thank you again, ily♡) because if I’m going to hell you’re coming with me. another adventure of them (you don’t have to read it to understand this)

“Aren’t we a bit too early?” Jaemin asked, taking a look at his watch seeing they arrived at her place three hours before their date. They had decided on a movie night together, nothing crazy to spend some time together on an early September night. 

“We’ve spent all our lives being at each other’s houses when we weren’t supposed to, I’m sure she won’t mind,” Jaehyun replied, holding the bag of alcohol in his hand tighter. 

“If she answered maybe,” Jeno huffed and then rang her bell for the third time. 

“Jesus, I’m coming.” They heard screaming. “You could’ve left my pack — You?” She stopped when she opened the door and saw her friends standing in front of her. “What are you doing here?” 

“Don’t act as if you didn’t know we were coming,” Johnny said, lifting his hands with the bags full of food. 

“Yes, but you weren’t supposed to be here so soon,” she chuckled awkwardly, trying to fix herself, and diverting her gaze from Johnny’s that was a little suspicious of how flustered she looked. 

He knew that look on her face but shrugged it off. 

“Yeah, can we come in?” Jeno urged her. “We were bored at home. You don’t mind spending more time with us, right?” 

“No, of course,” she replied, moving to the side, pushing her grey sweatpants up and pulling down the camisole that was rolled up halfway on her stomach. “I just wasn’t expecting you.”

“I told them it was too early,” Jaemin said, leaning in to leave a peck on her cheeks before walking to the kitchen to leave what they bought.

“I don’t have anything ready,” she said, watching as they moved around her place as if that was their own, leaving their shoes and jackets at the door, opening drawers, and placing the alcohol in the fridge. 

“Great, should we get started and do it together?” Jeno proposed. “What even did you want to do? A cake?” 

“So… you’re staying, staying?” She asked, biting a hangnail of her thumb. 

“What, babe? Were you having fun without us?” Johnny asked, raising a brow and smirking at her, making her look away. 

“No,” she said, walking toward the kitchen while scratching her neck nervously. “I was so bored I was hoping you were going to come so soon.” 

“You didn’t answer me, by the way,” Jeno said, not paying attention to their weird exchange of lines and jumping on the countertop, shrugging when she glared at him, intimating him to jump off. 

“I wanted to make muffins but it was a special recipe, I don’t remember it.” 

“Well, is it in one of those books?” Jaehyun asked pointing at the culinary books behind Jeno. 

“Nope, I saw it on Instagram, I guess. I think I saved it,” she said. “No, yeah, I did, I also sent it in the group chat. I just need to get my phone and,” she stopped, furrowing when touching her thighs she realized her pockets were empty. “Where’s my phone?” 

“Want us to call you”? Jaemin proposed with his phone already in hand. 

“No, it’s on silent, I think,” she huffed, throwing her head back. Freaking habit of never turning the sound on. “Can you help me search for it? It must be here somehow.”

“Sure, maybe you placed it next to the door when you opened it,” Jaehyun said as they all started walking outside to look for it. 

But Johnny had a mere idea of where it could’ve been, so he walked upstairs, made way into her room and called it anyway. 

And there it was, a buzzing sound coming from behind a pile of messy blankets and… what… 

“God, I can’t believe her…” he whispered with a smirk on his face while he lifted the other object up. “This is going to be so much fun.” 

“Where the hell it is,” she cried curled up against the couch with her fingers tangled in her hair. 

“If you stay there it surely won’t pop out of nowhere,” Jeno said.

“No need to cry, I’m your saviour,” Johnny cooed, coming downstairs, and shaking the phone in his right hand while his other hand was hidden behind his back. 

“You found it!” She exclaimed enthusiastically, jumping from her spot and walking toward him. “Where the hell was it?” She asked, trying to grab it but Johnny lifted it enough that she couldn’t get it, making her quirk a brow.

“Johnny, my phone,” she insisted, the palm of her hand out, patiently waiting for him to give it back to her, not understating why he was acting like that. 

“Yeah,” he hummed, “don’t you want to know where I found it?” He smirked and her eyes widened at the realization.

An awkward giggle escaped her lips while she scratched her neck nervously. “You didn’t unlock it, right? 

“You don’t even have a password,” he replied. “But no, I didn’t. Wait, is the funny still on?” He teased, a mocking smirk on his face that made her knit her eyebrow. 

“You rang the bell out of nowhere, I tough it was the delivery guy with my box.” 

Johnny smirked again, moving his hand from his back, “a box full of these?” He asked, shaking the vibrator, making the others gasp. 

“Johnny, for fuck sake!” She screamed, trying to snatch it from his hand but Johnny was too tall and too strong compared to her so there was no way she could reach it. “Stop touching it! I didn’t even clean it.” 

“Pft, I was inside you, this doesn’t faze me.”

At his words she lowered her head, fingers massaging her temples, cursing lowly as she felt the others reach closer. 

“Damn, it’s also a clit sucker,” Jaemin pointed out, turning it around inside his hands. “If you want somebody to eat you out I volunteer.” 

“Just shut up, Nana,” she cursed. “And you, give me my phone back!”

“But I’m curious to know what you were watching...” Johnny cooed, giving her doe eyes.

“I wasn’t watching,” she said, once again trying to take her phone back with no success. 

“Maybe she was filming,” Jeno teased, laughing lightly at her flustered face. 

“I wasn’t filming,” she mumbled under her breath. 

“Then what were you doing? Don’t tell me you can actually get off reading what are those called? Ah yeah, smut books,” Jaehyun said with a frown of disgust on his face.

“No, it wasn’t even that,” she snapped, throwing her head back.

“Then what?” Jaemin asked, raising a brow.

“Johnny, no!” She screamed but it was too late, his thumb slid on her screen, and the page popped up. 

She gulped, silently watching his lips curl in a smirk before he chuckled. 

“Audio porn? Seriously?”

“Mind your business,” she replied through gritted teeth, glaring at him. 

“Should we get comfortable on the sofa?” Jeno proposed, placing a hand on her back.

“Nobody is getting comfortable nowhere,” she snapped. “I don’t judge you for the things you do, or watch or whatever”

“Who said we were judging? We told you, we can make you happy,” Jaehyun said, trying to calm her down.

“You will judge me if you see what I’m into,” she whispered. 

They looked at each other for a quick second, all thinking the same thing: how terrible were the things she got off to? 

But the first one to talk was Jeno, “Let’s make an oath then, we won’t.” 

“You trusted us once, can’t you do it twice?” Jaemin asked, batting his eyes at her, making her huff and turn his face away with a playful push of her hand.

“Fine,” she gave up and Jeno didn’t waste a second lifting her up to carry her to the couch.

“What’s with your thing of lifting me up as if I’m nothing? She asked and Jeno laughed.

“I would never want my princess to tire herself,” he pouted, and she rolled her eyes, thumb trapped in her teeth when Johnny sat in front of her and started looking through her phone without saying a word. 

This was a terrible idea, wasn’t it? 

“Why are you making those faces? Come on tell us what’s going on there,” Jaehyun said when Johnny kept giggling but didn’t say a thing.

“Well, umh, a ton of degradation... I’m surprised. Weren’t you the one that always cried as soon as someone raised their voice at you?” 

She whined loudly. “It’s the way they do it,” she cried, hiding her face behind the palms of her hands.

“Oh, should we listen to them?” Jeno asked, a teasing smirk curling his lips. “So we can learn how you like it.”

She shook her head, and mumbled, “the — the way you did it last time... I liked it.”

“Yeah, considering the number of audios with that tag, you love it,” Johnny sighed, shaking his head. 

“That’s —”

“Girl, free use? Really? You’re so gross,” he mocked, lifting his gaze to meet her eyes. 

She was about to remind him of the pact before but from the way his voice dropped low and his eyes were staring at her with his lips curled in a smirk, she knew that he wasn’t mocking. He was teasing because he knew that had an effect on her and, in fact, it did. Her thighs clenched together and she could feel the room get hotter. Why the hell Johnny had such a hold on her? 

“Oh,” the others whispered, getting their silent game without a word. 

“And free use in a... gangbang. Too many men, I don’t think you can take it,” he said, shaking his head. 

“You know I can. I proved it to you.”

“The numbers on this disgusting audios you get off to are a bit too high for you fragile, little body.”

Bingo. Another one. Johnny smirked when she squirmed more in her seat. 

“Imagine yourself surrounded,” he whispered, voice getting lower. “These big, tall men all over you with their big cocks ready to fuck you. And you? What would you do?” He asked, locking the phone for a second to walk toward her. His big body towering over hers as he lifted her chin up and pinched it. “You’d love it because you are disgusting. Because that shit turns you on.” 

She didn’t say a word. She didn’t even want to fight back because Johnny slipped into her fantasies so well that she couldn’t break the magic and the anticipation she was feeling. 

“And you really told us that being filmed is the wildest thing that turns you on,” Jeno chuckled. 

“Maybe she wants to be filmed so even more men can see her,” Jaemin teased, his breath fanning against the skin of her neck while Jeno’s fingers grazed her right thigh. “Isn’t it? The idea of them jacking off to you, not sleeping at night because you are the only one filling their brain. Making them go insane,” he whispered before his lips met her neck and started kissing it, a low moan slipped past her lips, head thrown back and wetness pooling between her legs.

“Yeah, isn’t what you did with us this summer? You loved knowing you had so much power over us.” This time it was Jaehyun talking, and slightly opening her eyes, she could see him stand tall next to Johnny. 

“Not answering?” Johnny asked. “Fine, if you want to do it like this. Get up,” he ordered and smirked when she didn’t waste a second to stand on her feet. “Get undressed while I see what else gets you off.”

“I don’t think —” she tried to stop him but was stopped instead. 

“Yeah, don’t think. Don’t talk. Don’t say a word. Follow my orders,” he ordered and she hummed. I think you like this, what’s with this title? You’re my object. My possession. My fucktoy. Seriously?”

“Do you really get off to that?” Jeno teased, laughing mockingly at her that was now standing naked, surrounded by them fully clothed. 

“Of course, she does, I bet she’s dripping already.” The phone slipped into Johnny’s pocket again, she moved a hand to stop him and take it back but he blocked her and clicked his tongue. “Nah, ah, baby. The phone is my possession, you were caught with your hands in the cookie jar and now we have to teach you some things,” he said, letting go of her hand. “Since you enjoy this so much, let me ask just one time... Would you want to be our free use fucktoy?” 

They chuckled when in a second she answered ‘yes’ but she didn’t mind.

“Great. But since I think this might be more intense than last time, let’s set some ground rules,” he said, looking at all of them. “I want to hear ‘red’ if anything gets too much for you, alright, baby? Even though you’re so pathetic that nothing will be too much for you,” he finished with a low laugh, looking into her eyes and she could feel her knees buckle before he moved his attention away from her.

With a wink of an eye, Johnny signaled Jaehyun to lift her back on the couch, making her sit where she was before. 

“Since you like to show off so much shouldn’t you do that?” Jeno teased, moving the other chair in front of her so he could see her perfectly. “You should show us how you touch yourself while those things play in the background. Come on.”

She gulped, shyly opening her legs, revealing how wet she was. 

“Spread it,” Jaehyun ordered. “Make it drip down.”

“No — no, I,” she tried to retort but their stern gazes shut her up while her hands moved to part her lips, eyes falling shut when she felt a gush slide down. 

“See. You can’t pretend you don’t like this. You are disgusting,” Jeno mocked. “And now fuck yourself with those fingers.” 

A moan slipped out of her lips when she slipped a finger inside her, feeling a bit of relief from the tension, her head rolled behind as the pleasure slowly intensified. She could hear the low curses coming from their mouths, and the rustling of their pants against their seats as they tried to find a bit of comfort for the boners inside their pants. 

“Stop playing.” Johnny’s groan made her jolt, head snapping up, looking at him with a furrow. 

“I — I’m not playing,” she replied with a shaky voice, heat washing over her body as she kept moving her finger inside because she couldn’t stop. 

“Yes, you are,” he said, laying back against the armchair, legs spreading open and her eyes couldn’t help but fall there, between his legs, the outline of his hard cock too visible to don’t make her look at it with heart-eyes. 

“If you want this so bad,” he said with a chuckle, sitting forward to cover his dick, “fuck yourself like you always do. Come on, you can do much better than one finger and your other hand nowhere to be seen.” 

She nodded, spreading her legs more and pushing another finger inside, an higher moan slipped out of her mouth while her hand shyly found the courage to move on her body, making them smile as they finally got what they wanted. And her hands kept moving, cupping her boobs and massaging them, eliciting more moans out of her. 

“Fuck,” she cried when she curled her fingers inside right where she wanted and pinched her nipple. 

“Bet you’re thinking about the audio of before, aren’t you?” Jeno joked, he didn’t even know what the hell she was listening to but he couldn’t care. All it mattered right now was her, totally exposed to their eyes, fucking herself so well he couldn’t keep his dick inside his pants anymore. 

She shook her head, lower lip trapped inside her teeth as she felt her stomach tighten when she started pressing her palm against her clit and grinding her hips against it. “Thinking — uhm — about you,” she confessed, eyes opening to make contact with them, drifting on all of them to see them half naked now. A smirk curled her lips, happy she could finally see their bodies again.

“Keep fucking yourself,” Johnny groaned. “It won’t be that easy to have us.” 

She whined but kept moving her fingers, adding another one. 

“Since you’re not thinking about those gross stuff, I want to see more,” Johnny said, unlocking her phone again, and at that point, she didn’t even care. The worse had passed, right? No, probably no. 

“Orgasm countdown?” Johnny asked, quirking a brow, making Jaemin lean over to see with a smile on his face, not a mocking smirk, just an entertained smile.

“Do they tell you when to come?” Jaemin asked. “Do you listen to the orders that men you don’t even know give you?” 

She nodded, eyes squeezing shut when she felt the orgasm so close. 

“Well, if you listen to men you don’t know you will listen to us, right?” Johnny said and she hummed, not even registering his words. 

“Stop,” he ordered.

“What?” She asked, shocked, looking at him, but still not stopping moving her fingers. They had already ruined the orgasm she was trying to reach before by showing up out of the blue. She just wanted to come.

“I said, stop. Fucking. Yourself,” he groaned, standing up, and only then she stopped moving her fingers. 

“Johnny, no, it’s not —” 

“Shut up,” he mumbled while he kissed her roughly. 

“I think you can use something else to have fun with,” Jaehyun said, the couch at her right hollowing when his knee pushed down the seat and he twirled the vibrator in his hand. 

“You — you want me to use that?” 

“Please,” Jeno huffed, coming at her left, “that’s probably your best friend,” he laughed. “Does it have a little bit of battery left? I think not.” 

“It surely does,” Jaemin said, pushing Johnny away and kneeling in front of her. “You always make sure it’s fully charged, right?” 

She hummed, nodding shyly, looking down at him between her legs. 

Jaemin smiled, his hands wrapped around her thighs and pushed them further apart, nails digging into her skin. “Will you be a good girl and keep your little toy on your clit?” He asked, and she nodded, shaky hands grabbing it from Jaehyun’s hands. “Good, and Nana will go down on you while you keep taking care of yourself, alright?” 

“Yes, mmh,” she whined when he lapped at her wetness. 

“Fuck, I knew you tasted so fucking good,” he hummed against her. “Come on, turn it on.” 

“Can you do it or do we have to do it for you?” Jeno asked when she hesitated to turn it on. 

“I — I can,” she whispered.

“Then do it,” Johnny urged. 

When the buzzing sound filled the room, Jaemin started licking and pushing his tongue in and out of her dripping cunt, dragging whimpers out of her lips.

“Is it the highest it can go?” Jaehyun asked, lips moving on her neck, leaving kisses and bites. 

“No — no, it can go, it can — fuck — higher,” she replied, feeling the orgasm that had been killed before starting up again. 

“Then turn it to the fullest.” 

“No, it — it will make me come.”

“No, no orgasm for fucktoys,” Johnny said sternly.

“No, please,” she whined louder when Jeno pushed the button and raised the vibrations. “I can’t.” 

“You can,” Jaemin mumbled against her. “You’re doing so good.” 

More senseless begs came out of her mouth but they were unbothered as their lips were busy kissing other parts of her body, not even leaving a single inch uncovered. 

Jaemin hands were firmly wrapped around her thighs, keeping them apart, caressing the skin ever so often to soothe her and calm her down. But she was struggling to hold her orgasm in when Jaemin was sucking and licking so passionately, his hums muffled against her wetness were literally making her go crazy. 

“You love it so much,” Jaehyun whispered against her neck, lips sucking and teeth nibbling her skin. “And he loves eating your pussy so much. Are you that good, baby? Do you drive everybody crazy with your sweet little pussy?” 

“I don’t know,” Jaemin mumbled before pulling away, “about the others but, fuck, she’s definitely driving me crazy,” he said, before he leaned down again, this time pushing two fingers inside, making her hips jolt against him in surprise. 

“You’re so sensitive,” Jeno laughed, starting to move the vibrator, stimulating her even more while his other hand cupped her right boob, massaging the skin and pinching the nipple. “Are you gonna come in his mouth?” 

She nodded, mind hazy, and mouth already dry. But Johnny had other plans, lost between the sight of them teasing her and stimulating her he didn’t stop scrolling through her phone.

“Guys, stop.” She was brought back to earth when Johnny stopped them. “There’s an interesting amount of face-fucking.” 

“It’s not so much,” she replied, whining.

“But even one it’s enough,” he said. “And spitting, too… So, you are into it?” 

She avoided his gaze, trying to close her legs but Jaemin blocked them open. “I — I wasn’t before Jeno did it,” she confessed. 

Jeno smirked beside her, a low chuckle rolling out of his lips before his fingers turned her face toward him. “Really, baby? It’s also my fault that you’re so dirty?” 

She was about to reply but he shushed her, fingers placing on her lips. 

“No, no, it’s fine. I mean, you do look pretty looking like a mess, so maybe we should get started,” he said, caressing her lips with his thumb. “Get you all messy while you suck our cocks and then later give you what you want.” 

“Come here,” Jaemin said, getting up from between her legs. “Repay the favour back?” 

“You don’t know how to facefuck her,” Jeno complained. 

“The hell do you know about that?” The younger replied, pushing him off while he waited for her to get on her knees. 

“She wants it hard and you’re too nice for her.” 

“Fuck off,” he simply replied before grabbing his hard throbbing cock and pushing it against her lips. “She likes it the way I give it to her. Right, baby?” He hummed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and when she nodded, he smirked.

“Fuck, yeah,” Jaemin moaned when he pushed in her open mouth and her eyes looked up at him. Her jaw went slack as she let him thrust into her mouth. 

Jeno wanted to complain again about how it wasn’t hard enough but Johnny’s glare at him shut him up. 

“Oh, shit, baby,” Jaemin moaned, throwing his head back as his hips started moving faster, making her gag ever so often. “You’re such a good girl for me.” 

The praise made her shift in her place, but made her work harder, meeting him halfway through. 

“Is it too big for you?” He cooed, lower lip pouting out as he stared at her watery eyes. “Noo?” He sang when she shook her head and moved against him. “Keep bobbing your head on my big cock, come on.” 

“You need to fuck her harder,” Jeno muttered under his breath, making her eyes shift on him for a second before she brought them up on Jaemin that wasn’t looking at her. 

“You need to mind your business,” he lashed out before looking at her again, tone turning sweet again. “Do you wanna gag on my cock, baby?” 

She hummed, ass wiggling in excitement, eliciting an ‘I told you,’ from Jeno. 

“Take a deep breath, then,” Jaemin said, pulling out of her and giving her time to breathe again. “And now take it all, deeper and harder, because you love — fuck — my cock so much. Gag on my cock like a good girl.” 

It wasn’t like she had many choices when his dick was reaching the back of her throat, she had a quite good gag reflex but it still made her gag around him, spit starting to drool down her chin as the blowjob got messier. 

“Can you hold me in? Fuck,” he moaned, his fingers reaching the back of her hair and tangling in her hair. “Hold my cock right there and then — shit — I pull out and only then you’ll breathe.” 

She gasped when he pulled out after pressing it all the way down her throat. 

“One more time, baby. You’re so good — fuck — your mouth’s gonna make me come,” he groaned, once again slipping completely into her mouth, her throat closing around his tip was the last drop he needed to come, cum filling her mouth, giving her no chance but to swallow. “Fuck, so good, so good,” he moaned before pulling out, watching her gag, and try to don’t make a mess while she coughed and spurted out some cum and spit. 

“Look at you,” Johnny cooed, wiping the spit that rolled on her chin but instead of cleaning it, he let it drip down on her boobs, “such a messy, dirty little girl, aren’t you?” 

She nodded mindlessly, pushing up, trying to kiss him but he smirked, pulling away.

“I found out another interesting thing about you.” 

“Another?” Jaehyun whispered, what the fuck was she hiding? 

Johnny snickered, “No, this one it’s not that bad. It’s cute, actually.” 

“What? One audio with vanilla sex that probably ended up there by mistake?” Jeno mocked, chuckling lowly. 

Johnny shook his head, pushing the hair that stuck to her forehead back and leaving a kiss on her forehead that made her squirm under him. “Our baby wants to be praised, doesn’t she?” 

“Praised?” Jaehyun asked. “Didn’t you want to be degraded two seconds ago?” 

“I — is it weird that — fuck,” the words got stuck in her mouth when the vibrator started buzzing against her clit again, she didn’t even register that Johnny had kneeled down so he could press it right where she needed the most, too focused on the others. 

“What’s weird, baby?” He cooed, urging her to keep going. 

She cried, head falling forward, thighs clasping together but it wasn’t enough to dim the sensation of the vibrations and the sucking on her clit. “That both turn — turn me — fuck — turn me on.” 

They chuckled but shook their heads.  

“Not the weirdest shit that turns you on,” Jeno said. 

“But to be praised you need to be good, princess,” Jaemin teased, and she didn’t bother lifting her gaze and looking at him, trying to fight back the orgasm while the toy was working on her at such high speed was the only thing she could focus at the moment. 

“I think she has been good,” Jaehyun pointed out, smiling at the way her body was twitching under Johnny, but she didn’t move at all to pull away or stop the torture in any way. She had always been too headstrong when she had to prove a point. 

“What do you say, Jeno? Should we let her come?” Johnny asked, raising the vibrations higher, making her head snap up, watery eyes looking up at him, begging him to say yes. 

Jeno smirked, he was tempted to say ‘no’ and see how much she could last but didn’t. “She was good. Let her come.” 

Her body slumped against Johnny in relief, and the older laughed. “You heard him, come.” And she let go, body relaxing while her muscles finally let go of all the pent-up tension, she started shaking in Johnny’s arms and only stopped when the climax passed. 

“Why are you — mhh — why are you looking at me like that?” She asked when her eyes moved up and she met Johnny’s mocking face. 

“You said you could take more than us and you’re already wrecked,” he pointed out. “We didn’t even start and I’m sure there’s so much more that turns you on.” 

“I can, I’m not tired,” she replied, daring eyes looking into his. 

“Let’s see,” Jeno said, standing up to scoop her up from the floor and place her on the couch again. “Didn’t she have a thing for… what was that?” 

“Free use?” Johnny continued, tilting his head. 

“Yeah. Maybe we should leave you here, bent over,” he said, pushing her chest against the backrest and parting her legs on the seats, “blindfolded,” he whispered, “and each of us will fuck you in every hole and you will have no idea who’s doing what. Do you like that?” 

She should’ve hesitated, at least to pretend she had a bit of dignity left, but nothing but “Yes, please, just… use me,” passed through her mind and slid right out of her mouth like a plea. 

“Is that what you want, bunny?” Jaemin asked, walking around the couch to come in front of her. 

“Yes, please. Fuck me dumb,” she begged, looking up at him before turning around to look at the others. 

Before she could beg another time, she felt them all over her. Jaemin was busy kissing her, intensely but rather slowly, taking his time. While she could feel Jaehyun and Jeno’s fingers brush against the skin of her back, causing shivers to run down her spine. 

She gasped in Jaemin’s mouth when Jeno pushed two fingers inside her pussy, the cold steel of his rings making her squirm more under his touch. 

“Mhh, fuck,” she moaned when Jaehyun moved a hand under her, his fingers making circles on her already sensitive clit. 

And she wouldn’t have minded if they kept going like this, but, in the blink of an eye, Johnny was downstairs again — not that she ever saw him leaving in the first place. 

“I saw you were well equipped with the lube,” he teased, throwing the bottle to Jaehyun, but she could barely turn around because Jaemin forced her head forward, still nibbling at her lips and whispering teasing words. “And for the blindfold… I guess this bandana will do,” he said, lifting up one of her bandanas, red and silky. “I hope we won’t ruin it, it seems… rather good.” 

She hummed mindlessly, watching as Jaemin took a step to the side to let Johnny come in front of her. She looked up, meeting his eyes one last time before her vision went blank. 

He gently placed the fabric around her head, covering her eyes before his fingers moved skillfully to close it around the back of her head, tight enough to make it stay in place but not too much to hurt her. 

“Is it good, baby?” He asked, brushing her lips and then pinching her chin. 

“Yeah, ‘s good.” 

“Great,” Johnny cooed. 

“Fuck, who’s — umh — who’s that?” She moaned in a choked voice when a finger slipped past her asshole. 

“What, baby?” Jaehyun cooed. “You loved that last time.” 

“Yeah, I — ummh — I wasn’t expecting that,” she mumbled, breath getting heavier as both he and Jeno started thrusting faster. 

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure that if I scroll through your favorites again it will be full of anal, am I right?” Johnny mocked. Well, he did scroll through more of it, and he knew that was true, just like plenty of other things he planned of doing that night. She couldn’t see but from his voice, she got that he was still standing in front of her. “I said, am I right?” He talked again, slapping her cheek with his cock, surprising her. 

“Yes — yes,” she replied. 

“You looked terrified when I proposed to you,” Jaemin chuckled. “We really have a bad influence on you,” he cooed, pushing his thumb inside her mouth. “Your mother was right.” 

“Bet your mom still thinks you’re her innocent, little daughter,” Jeno teased, inserting the third finger inside her cunt, chuckling at the way she was dripping down the couch. 

“Maybe we should show her your internet history,” Johnny said. 

“No,” she screamed. 

“No?” He cooed, “Why? Will she be ashamed of you? Stop talking to you because she hates knowing you get off such disgusting things? Degradation? Free use? Blackmail? Spitting? How nasty, baby, so fucking nasty.” 

She nodded, head falling against the couch because she felt the old familiar sensation build up again. 

“What if our other friends find out?” Jaemin teased, wetting his lips as he stared at her body reacting to his words.

“N-no, you can’t tell ‘em,” she breathed out, but her words contradicted the way her body trembled and a rush made her skin burn up. 

“You don’t want them to know?” Johnny asked. “You don’t want rumors to run around town fast about you? Think about it… you might have your dream come true.” 

“No, no. I — I — fuck — I don’t want them to — shit — know.” 

“Then do exactly what we order and then, if you can satisfy us, no words will slip out of our mouths,” Johnny whispered, his deep voice hitting right against her earbud making her shiver and the fantasy of being blackmailed turned her more than she wanted to admit. More cum dripped down as she clenched hard around Jaehyun and Jeno’s fingers. 

“Mouth open,” he ordered, and she followed, lips falling open and tongue sticking out. 

The flow of air in her lungs immediately dimed down when he pushed in completely, his tip reaching the back of her throat before he pushed all the way out. 

But she wanted more, she couldn’t stand feeling just fingers and she couldn’t let them know in any way. So she pushed back, wiggling her ass, trying to make them understand but it wasn’t like they didn’t know… they wanted to see, to hear her beg, to watch her break. 

“Please,” she coughed when Johnny pulled out, “fuck me.” 

“You’re not in the position to commend,” Jeno replied, one hand cupping her ass cheek and squeezing tight.

“But if you don’t want to fuck her, I can do it instead,” Jaemin said, urging at least one of them to do something because teasing her meant to tease each other just as much. 

“You already had her mouth,” Jeno huffed, pulling out, cleaning his cum stained fingers on her inner thigh. “I’m sure you can wait.” 

“You can wait too,” Jaehyun replied, pushing Jeno to the side. “Need to fuck her first.” 

“Wait, why?” Jeno asked annoyed, glaring at him. 

“I was here first, and you had her for so long last time,” Jaehyun groaned, pouring more lube on his hard cock, pumping up and down before he pushed his tip against her hole. 

“Oh, honey,” Johnny cooed, caressing her cheek but never stopping moving in and out of her mouth, “you’re making them fight over you. Yeah, you love that, don’t you? That they can’t wait to be inside of you and ruin you.” 

She tried to nod, but he didn’t need it to know that she loved it, the way her eyes fluttered close was enough. 

“Fuck,” Jaehyun moaned when he bottomed out, feeling how tight her ass still was, no matter how much he had stretched her. 

“Breathe,” Johnny ordered, pulling out of her, spit rolling down her chin as her nails dug into the couch. 

“Fuck, Jae,” she moaned, back arching, torn between wanting more and already feeling like it was too much. 

“What, baby? You already had me don’t — fuck — be so shocked,” he replied, groaning, hands wrapping around her waist tighter as he pulled her against him with more force. 

“N-no, it’s good,” she replied before her mouth fell open again, blindly searching for Johnny’s cock again.

Jaemin laughed, “Somebody’s eager. Want to suck him?” 

She nodded, tongue still out and the sight would’ve been enough to make them come, but they both groaned before Johnny pushed into her warm mouth again. 

“Since you’re — fuck — so eager, take it all,” he groaned, fingers wrapping around her hair to hold her head still. “That’s what you want. That’s all you need — fuck. Want them to touch you, too?” He asked and she barely managed to nod. And her eyes, hiding behind the red fabric, rolled in the back of her head when Jeno and Jaemin’s hands started roaming on her body, touching and teasing her everywhere. 

“Bet you would want even more, isn’t it right?” Jeno teased while his fingers pinched her nipple, making her let out a broken moan around Johnny’s girth. “Maybe we should spread the news around and let more people pass you around.” 

“Would you want that, baby?” Jaemin’s gentle tone teased. “Would you let them?” 

She shook her head, body squirming more as she felt another orgasm build up. 

“No? Are you all ours?” He asked, hand creeping down to play with her clit. 

“Yes, fuck, yours,” she spluttered when Johnny pulled out, making her gasp for air. 

“Remember you have to prove it to us,” Johnny said, voice deep and stern. “Unless you don’t want all of our friends to know about your little secrets… we might not let them fuck you,” he whispered against her ear, “but we might fuck you while they watch you.” He chuckled when she shivered and a louder moan rolled out of her lips. “Yeah, you’d love that, don’t you?” 

“I bet a few of them would be boiling in anger, eager to get their hands on you,” Jeno added. “And yet, you picked your favorites and it’s not them, what a shame. They can only watch while we get to ruin you.” 

She wanted to hold it in, she thought she could hold it in but when those words rolled out of his mouth, she lost it. Slumping forward her legs trembled hard, and the orgasm shook her from head to toe. 

“I’m sorry. I — fuck — I didn’t mean to,” she cried, still shaking from overstimulation because Jaehyun was still buried deep into her, and Jaemin’s fingers were moving on her clit.

“You can come as much as you want,” Johnny said. “All you need to do is take us, so if you tire yourself so much, well, that’s your problem. Remember, you don’t want your mother to know about the filthy things you listen to.” 

“No, no, I can — fuck — take it,” she mumbled. 

“Good, then take us,” he groaned, thrusting into her mouth again. 

And her mind went blank again as they started fucking her at the same time. Jaehyun’s hands were tightly wrapped around her waist as he pounded from behind, strokes hard and deep, leaving her trembling under his firm hold. Johnny’s hand was holding her head up, moving her exactly how he wanted, balls slapping against her chin as he pushed down her throat, leaving no space for hair to pass through. She could only recognize Jaemin and Jeno’s hands because of the metal on Jeno’s fingers, but the way both pairs were teasing her body made her mind get even emptier. 

“It’s like you were made for us,” Jaehyun groaned, eyes fixed where their bodies met, watching her tight hole suck his cock in with every thrust. “Your tight ass is begging for more. Wonder if you could take two at the same time.”

A muffled whimper resonated around Johnny’s length at the idea of being fucked even more by them at an inhumane stretch. 

“Yes, fuck,” Johnny moaned, feeling his orgasm build up. “Is this what turns you on?” He hummed, balls slamming harder against her chin. “Being passed around and filled with cum. You love being — fuck — left all dripping, our cum rolling down your thighs, — fuck — sticking to your skin?” 

She mumbled around his length and Jaehyun could feel her squeeze harder around his cock. 

“You’re so fucking disgusting,” Jaehyun mocked, slapping her ass. “Dreaming about so many men fucking you, filling you up. Fuck,” he groaned when she came again with no warning. “I’m gonna fill you up, do you want that?” He asked as if he didn’t know the answer. “Of course, you want — shit — you need it.”

And soon after they both came inside of her, filling her from both sides, groans, and moans mixing with the disgusting, lewd sounds of their cum squelching out of her.

“Fuck,” Jaehyun whispered, leaning down to kiss her should. “You’re always so good.”

“Come here,” Jeno said, wrapping a hand around her waist when the other two pulled back, and moved her around, letting her rest against the couch. “Need to try a new position,” he cooed, dragging her so her head was dangling out from the armrest of the couch. 

“Mmph,” she moaned when Jaemin smeared her wetness on her skin before pushing a finger inside. 

“Can’t wait to fuck you, baby,” he hummed, staring at the mess between her legs with a smug smile, her cum rolling down, mixing with Jaehyun’s that was slowly dripping out of her asshole.

“I need this out of the way,” Jeno said, taking the blindfold off, making her blink repeatedly as she adjusted to the light again, briefly noting how the sun was starting to go down, the only sign telling her how much time had passed since they started. “God, you’re so pretty even when you’re covered in cum,” he whispered before he kissed her roughly, one hand cupping her cheek and the other in her hair. 

She moaned in the kiss when she felt Jaemin make his way inside of her wet cunt, fingers slipping out and cock stretching her, leaving her breathless for a few seconds. 

“You feel so fucking good,” he moaned, before gripping the back of her knees and pushing her legs flat against her chest. 

“Fuck, too deep,” she cried, lifting her head to look at him, a smug smirk on his face. 

“You can take me, baby. You can be my good girl like you were before, right?” He cooed, leaning in to get closer to her face, kissing her gently. 

“Ye-yes,” she replied, eyes blinking lazily as she relaxed against the soft seat underneath her. 

“And you can take my cock, too, right?” Jeno brought her attention back to him, while Jaemin sat straight again and started thrusting faster. “I still don’t know what your mouth feels like.” The tip of his cock pushed against her lips and they parted immediately to welcome him in. The upside-down position was a bit uncomfortable but she didn’t dwell on it much because Jaemin was bringing her too much pleasure, and the discomfort was worth it when Jeno started to groan and moan louder.

“Fuck,” Jaemin moaned, head thrown back and mouth open. “Your pussy feels so good, baby. So much better than your pretty mouth.” 

Her hands slapped against Jeno’s thighs, pushing him away. 

“What? You know how to suck everybody’s dick but mine?” He asked, looking down at her, watching as she struggled to catch her breath. 

“No, I — I can, I — I’m trying,” she mumbled.

Jeno rolled his eyes. “Think you can take it for real this time or will you disappoint again?” 

“I won’t,” she mumbled, “I won’t disappoint, please.” 

“Beg for it,” he ordered. “Beg for me to give you another chance with my cock.” 

“Please — fuck — Jeno, please let me — mmph — let me suck you. I’ll do well, I’ll make you feel so good.” 

“You better,” he said, pushing against her mouth again, sliding in. “After all the fucking praises they gave you, I expect you to be good at this.” 

She hummed around him, trying to keep her focus on her breathing and stop her brain from forgetting even the bare minimum to don’t pass out. It wasn’t harder because of the position — well, maybe, a bit more — or because he was too big, but because her brain was too far gone. 

“Fuck, yeah, just like that,” Jeno moaned, starting to move his hips back and forth. 

“So pretty getting fucked like that,” Johnny commented, his hand on her body, massaging her breast. 

“You’re so messy, baby,” Jaemin mocked, rubbing his hand on her clit, smearing the cum around, sticking to her skin. “Our messy pretty doll.” 

“Are you gonna come again?” Johnny teased, staring at her body. “No?” He cooed when she shook her head — tried to shake her head. “Oh, doll, think I don’t know your body? Think I don’t know the way your back arches when you’re close? Or the way your nails dig in anything they can find because it’s too much for you? Think we don’t know you’re so pathetic that anything makes you come so easily?” 

She mumbled around Jeno’s length, eyes squeezing tight and body heating up because it was embarrassing he could read her so easily just after the second time together. And it was humiliating that it took them nothing to make her come. 

“As I thought,” Johnny mocked with a smug smirk that she couldn’t see. “Let me guess… if I just touch you here…” he whispered, fingers grazing her clit, “you’ll come again.”  

And she did, the nth orgasm of the night ripped out of her, leaving her breathless, trying to gasp for air since Jeno pulled out of her to make her breathe. But this one was longer, exhaustingly longer, since Jaemin’s cock kept thrusting deep into her, and Johnny’s fingers moved fast on her clit and she came again. Squirting everywhere and unexpectedly, a stream of broken moans, cries and curses coming out of her lips as the orgasm almost knocked her out. 

“Fuck, doll,” Jaemin groaned. “God, how much do you have?” He asked in surprise when it kept coming. “No, don’t shake, it’s alright, it’s okay, babydoll,” he cooed, dragging her closer to him, body resting completely against the couch seats now as he shielded her with his. 

“Too much,” she cried, voice barely coming out and tears rolling down her face, her legs were limp and the only thing keeping them in position was Jaemin’s hand and his body pressing against it. 

“Just a bit more,” he whispered, kissing her. “Be good and take my cum.” 

Her head rolled back, lower lip tortured by her teeth as she tried to hold in the moans, her hands found the strength to lift up and wrapped around Jaemin’s back, pushing him closer. 

“Need to feel you,” she cried as her fingers dangled in his hair. “Ki-kiss me, please, please.” 

“Here,” he whispered, leaning down to meet her lips and trap them in a long kiss. Hips starting to falter as he felt closer. 

The other three looked at them with a playful smirk on their faces. It was fun seeing her so broken and yet needy. And still, it wasn’t enough for her to make it stop. 

“Nana, please,” she almost screamed, nails digging into the skin of his back as she felt once again over the edge. 

“Yes, baby, I’m — fuck — here. Come with me?” 

She nodded, wet eyes looking up at him and lips shaking, moans getting louder when his hands reached the small of her back and lifted her lower body up, pulling her closer to him, going deeper before he leaned down again, trapping her body under his. And that was enough to trigger her orgasm, walls squeezing so tight, Jaemin couldn’t hold it in either. 

“Fuck, fuck,” he moaned, head falling in the crook of her neck, teeth sinking into her skin. “Perfect, fuck, you’re so good,” he praised, leaving one last kiss on her lips before he pulled out. An embarrassing amount of cum dripping out of her and falling on the couch.  

She felt her head dizzy, ears buzzing and vision blurry, body limp as she laid there, trying to catch her breath and stop her legs from shaking when Jeno lifted her up again. 

“Come here, baby,” he cooed, making her sit on his lap, her eyes widened when she felt his tip prod at her entrance. 

“What — what are you doing?” She asked, voice raspy and sore, looking back at him with big wide wet eyes. 

Jeno chuckled, “What am I doing? Really, baby? You disappointed me before, don’t you think so? You never pay attention to me,” he pouted, bobbing her nose, a sweet contrast to the way he was manhandling her on top of him

“I don’t — I can’t anymore,” she stuttered.  

“No, shh, you can, remember? You don’t want your mom to find out how nasty you are. Imagine her face if she heard all those things you have on your phone,” he cooed, pushing her down on him, her head rolled back and a groan ripped past her throat. “That’s right, baby, just fall back into my arms,” he groaned, wrapping his hands around her waist and moving her up and down, “and moan for me. Want to hear those pretty sounds you make.” 

And she would’ve done that if only her throat wasn’t completely sore. 

“Open your mouth and lift your head.” Johnny’s voice made her come back to earth — well, partially, because she was too far gone, and her body was following their commands automatically. “Drink up, baby.” 

“Is — is it water?” 

“No, vodka,” he joked, pressing the glass against her lips, waiting for her to open up before he gently inclined it, the cold liquid rolled down her throat and she found a glimpse of relief. “Better?” He asked and she nodded. 

Her head fell back as soon as Jeno started moving again. But it snapped up when she felt Johnny’s cock prod against her swollen cunt. 

“Johnny, no,” she cried, biting her lips, feeling another orgasm build up. “Two is too much.” 

He laughed, “I thought you were a big girl and you could take it,” he mocked, teasing her entrance, only pushing his fat tip inside, already making her toes curl. “Aren’t you?” 

She mumbled something, nodding, shaking her head, or whatever… 

“So, is it red?” He asked, tilting a brow, waiting for a stop sign, but that never came. She shook her head and when the words ‘no, it’s not,’ slipped past her lips, he pushed inside, bottoming into her. Her nails dug into the skin of his arms, and she hid her face in the crook of Jeno’s neck. 

“Fuck, you two are — shit — too big,” she whimpered. “But — but I like it, fuck, I love it so much.” 

“That’s it, good,” Johnny moaned, turning her face around and kissing her hard while they started to work together, finding the rhythm that worked the best. “We’ll keep fucking you until there’s nothing left but those filthy thoughts in your brain,” he groaned, hands slipping behind her knees and pushing her legs pressed against her chest. “Until your mind’s so empty that you’ll be nothing but — fuck — our little fuckdoll, how’s that sound?” 

She didn’t answer, but if the hums and nods of agreement weren’t enough to show how much she loved it, the way her walls squeezed around them, was. 

“You fucking love this, don’t you?” Jeno groaned, squeezing her boob, feeling her clench even more. “Want to be fucked senseless until not a single — fuck — ounce of responsibility and control weighs over you? Until your mind breaks?” 

“Yeah, yeah, please,” she moaned before another orgasm washed over and drained all that was left of sanity out of her. 

“You’re such a good girl.” She could faintly make out Jaemin’s voice praising her and then his lips kissing her neck while his hand grabbed hers and guided it on his cock, making her work him up and down. “Open your mouth,” he whispered, smiling when her lips parted more and he could easily slip two fingers inside. “Just suck and relax,” he ordered, eyes glistening as he watched her eyelids flutter close and her chest pant slower. 

“Someone really loves sucking on things,” Jaehyun cooed, smirking at the scene in front of him. “Maybe you should keep your mouth full more often,” he proposed. 

“Yeah, give you lollipops so you can — fuck — fulfil your needs with them when you don’t have our cocks,” Johnny groaned. “Hey, are you asleep?” He asked, lightly slapping her cheek, making her open her glossy eyes and shake her head. 

They chuckled. “She’s just following your order of don’t think at all, right?” Jaehyun cooed while his hand travelled on her body. “Jesus, you’re so messy,” he whispered when he reached her clit, there was cum everywhere, and Johnny was pumping it in and out more, making it messier. 

“Are you — fuck — gonna come again?” Jeno asked when he felt her inside twitch more and her body squirm against his. 

She nodded, humming around Jaemin’s fingers, sucking at them with eagerness, and came again and again, she had no idea, the orgasm was so strong that she couldn’t describe the end of it.

“Johnny,” she mumbled, eyes snapping open when he pushed his hand against her tummy. 

“Do you see it?” He asked, grabbing a fistful of her hair and forcing her head to look down. “See my cock moving in and out of you? See how big it is? How deep it fucks you? How you were made just for this?” 

She moaned, gagging when Jaemin pushed his fingers deeper, and a river of spit drooled down her breasts before he pulled out, making her breathe. 

“You fuck me — mmph — so good,” she cried, still looking down, quite amazed by the way she could see the outline of his cock. She would’ve stared longer if only Jeno didn’t push her back again against him, turning her face around and kissing her hard, his other hand gripping around her waist harder, leaving marks on her skin. 

“Open your mouth,” Jeno ordered and she smiled, already knowing what was coming, stomach curling in anticipation. “Fuck, no hesitation this time,” he chuckled mockingly before spitting in her mouth. “Fucking pathetic.”

“Are you tired?” Johnny cooed, cupping her cheek, grinning when she nodded lazily. “We’re not done with you, babydoll.” 

“Thought you could take it,” Jeno groaned against her neck, lifting her up more so he could slam into her faster. “What happened to being our free use toy? Don’t want that anymore?” 

“No, no, I — I do, I — fuck — nggh,” she cried, head falling behind, no more strength on her neck to keep it up.

“You still do?” Jaehyun asked, and she nodded, more tears rolling down her face as the overstimulation was seriously getting too much but she didn’t want to stop. She needed them to come into her, fill her more. 

“Of course,” Jeno moaned. “Want to go around dripping cum, being bent over any surface at any time, don’t you?” 

She nodded, eyes fluttering open to meet Jaemin’s face, contorted in pleasure as he moved her hand on his cock faster. 

“You want that?” Johnny cooed, slapping her face light enough to make her eyes open and stare into his. “Want to be our little cum dump, baby?” 

“Yes, yes, please,” her voice broke as soon as they started moving faster, Johnny leaned closer, pressing her body between his and Jeno’s making her head spin so fast and feel so small she could come only by that. 

“Then beg for it,” Jeno groaned, throwing his head back because it was getting too much even for them. The wet sounds of their skins, her soft, hoarse moans, the warmth of her insides, these fantasies they never even imagined finding hot, everything was too much. “Come on, let me hear your pretty voice — fuck — beg for it. Beg to be pumped full of cum.” 

“Please,” she whimpered, voice airy and chest panting faster than before. “Please, a — ahh.” 

“That was pathetic,” Johnny mocked, a deep laugh rumbling from his chest. “Try again, doll. And look at me while you beg.” 

She huffed, eyes barely opening, heart fluttering at the way he was looking at her. “Ple-please, — come inside of me — mmph — please.” 

“Is this all you have to give?” Jeno laughed. “You don’t understand — fuck. No, listen to me,” he groaned when she tried to retort. “Beg for it and tell us exactly what you need. If I don’t — shit — hear those words slip out of your dirty mouth like I want to,” he growled, turning her face around, forcing her lips open, spit rolling down her throat again, “we will come all over you and you’ll come over and over again with that vibrator until there’s nothing to drain out of you, got it?” 

She hummed, head bobbing up and down quickly before Johnny turned her face around again. “Your throat’s a little sore, isn’t it?” He asked, lower lip pouting out and she nodded. “Need to wet it? Yes? Then open your mouth,” he ordered. 

“You — you, there’s no water,” she said, looking at the empty glass sitting on the table behind him. 

He laughed, “who talked about water? Open. Up,” he ordered, voice dropping low, making her obey immediately. “Good,” he smirked before his spit rolled down her tongue too. “And now beg.” 

“Please, give me — give me your cum,” she whimpered. “I want to be filled — no — fuck — I — mmph — I need to be filled, need your cum, need to be your — your dirty messy doll, please. Fuck me full, n-nhh, ahhh, fuck me til I’m a — a leaking mess.” 

“See, it wasn’t that fucking hard,” Jeno praised, wrapping a hand around her neck but applying no pressure, just to keep her body up, noticing she was going limper every passing second.

“Now we can give you what you need,” Johnny groaned, looking over at Jeno that nodded at his silent words. “Come with us, one last time, come on, you can do that.” 

She saw white when the last orgasm hit, leaving her trembling, squeezed between their bodies, tears spilling free and once again transparent fluid squirting out of her, making a mess on Johnny’s abs and her own tummy. 

“You — fuck — feel so good,” Jeno groaned, coming inside of her, hips moving lazily, pumping into her and she felt like she could feel their cocks slamming into her much more now, seriously too stimulated. And only when Johnny came, too much cum filling her up, already sliding out of her even if he was still inside, her squirting stopped, and her body chased shaking. 

“Fuck, that’s so hot,” Jaehyun and Jaemin mumbled at the same time, their hands on their cocks moving faster, reaching their high too and as soon as Johnny pulled back from her body, they let their cum fall on her tummy and boobs, painting her skin white. 

“Good girl,” Johnny and Jeno moaned at the same time. Jeno was leaving kisses against her neck and Johnny moved back her hair from her face, caressing her burning wet cheek. “Our good fucking girl.”

“Guess we won’t tell anything to your mother,” they laughed, pulling away slowly, a copious amount of cum dripping out of her, making a mess on the couch and on the floor. But she couldn’t care, her eyes were too heavy and her body was wrecked, so she slipped into a deep sleep before she could say or do anything else. 

“What the hell,” she mumbled, turning around on… her bed? She stood up, feeling sore, and looked around, noticing that yes, she was in her room, her body was clean and she was covered with a big sweater. “Are they still here?” She questioned under her breath, hearing sounds coming from downstairs. 

“Look who’s up,” Jaemin said when she entered the living room, turning around from the couch and smiling at her. 

“I hope you cleaned it before sitting on it,” she said, walking toward them, groaning when she felt her muscles burn with every step. 

“Yeah, we’re not that dumb,” Jeno replied. “How do you feel?” 

She shrugged, sitting on Johnny’s lap, snuggling close to his body. “Wrecked.” 

“Go back to sleep, then?” Jaehyun said.

She shook her head, rubbing her eyes. “My body is tired but not my mind.”

“Here,” Jaehyun said, walking toward her. “You need water.” 

“Thanks,” she smiled, grabbing the glass and gulping it in one go. 

“Better?” Johnny asked, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, watching as she nodded and waited for Jaehyun to pour another one. 

“You fell asleep so soon before, we were afraid we pushed you too much,” Jeno confessed. 

She shook her head, placing the glass on the coffee table and snuggling back close to Johnny. “I’m fine, I was just exhausted,” she chuckled. “If I wanted to stop, I would’ve used the safeword,” she reassured them, hands playing with the sleeves of her sweater nervously. 

“Okay,” Johnny said when his gaze fell there, and he could feel her shift uncomfortably on top of him. “What’s going on?” 

“What?” She asked, lifting her head up to look at him. 

“You’re nervous, you have something going on in your mind, what’s that?” 

She huffed, he did know her too well. “I… I had fun, so much fun, but… what if this changed the way you see me? What if you really think I’m gross,” she whispered, looking down at her hand. 

“Hey,” Jeno cooed, lifting her head up with two fingers. “You threw up on me at a party, I think that’s the thing that should’ve made me change the way I see you, and here we are.” 

“Shut up,” she said, slapping his hand away, and cringing at the memory. Fair, that was humiliating, and there was no need to be reminded.

“Anyway, I’m serious, and I think that’s the same for all of us, right?” He said, looking at his other friends.

“Yeah, also maybe you awoke those fantasies in us, too,” Jaemin commented. “I mean, that was hot in a way I never imagined.” 

“So, you were only playing those fantasies, right?” 

“Of course, we were,” Johnny said, his hand caressing the skin on her thigh in circles. “And you did such a good job taking so much, you know that right?” He whispered, making her smile shyly and once again look at the floor. “Also, you mean too much for us to think that some silly fantasies will ruin what we think of you.” 

“Yeah, also you do tend to worry too much every day, so I’m not so shocked that during sex you want to shut your brain off completely,” Jaemin added, showing her his usual reassuring smile. 

“So, you get it! Like, that’s why I like it so much, I know it’s weird but, but I trust you and I can just loosen up, you know? I know giving up control can be a lot but when it’s with the right person… well, in this case, people, it feels so good. I feel like I carry so much weight every day that I just want to turn my brain off when I know I’m safe.”  

“And that’s totally valid,” Johnny whispered, resting his chin on top of her shoulder.

“We weren’t expecting so much degradation, though,” Jeno said. “You do start crying at the smallest criticism.” 

“But it’s different. It’s more about being talked down at, it’s the tone, the teasing, also… being challenged makes me want to prove something so yeah, you know I’ve always been extremely competitive, and I have to prove a point. And the back and forth with degradation and praises just… does something to me, I guess,” she explained, or at least tried to, it wasn’t like she broke down her kinks every day, some part of it just felt good with no need to give an explanation. 

They hummed, it made sense somehow.

“As long as you’re enjoying it, it’s fine for us. It was just surprising, especially because you seem to really be into it,” Jaehyun said, a teasing smile on his lips that made her lower her head.

“You know, I wasn’t surprised about the praise kink at all, considering how eager you are at getting praises and how you do cartwheels every time someone compliments you,” Johnny commented, chuckling tenderly. 

“Not my fault. Blame it on being a failed gifted kid, my desire for academic validation and trauma,” she replied with a pout, making them laugh.

“So you’re not even shocked anymore, right? You won’t let this slip with anybody else?” 

“Nah, I think that nothing about you can shock us anymore,” Jaemin replied. 

“Maybe she keeps dead bodies in her freezer,” Jaehyun joked. 

“Maybe the first one will be yours.” She faked an evil smile while looking at him, making him laugh. 

“Don’t worry, by the way, we won’t tell anybody,” Johnny reassured her, caressing her back.

“Yeah, also because I don’t want — we don’t want anybody else to have you,” Jeno added, trying to shrug the furrow on his face. 

“Good. I got so lost before I didn’t even fear you weren’t okay with this but then you know, after nut clarity was like a cold shower,” she giggled, feeling her heart lighter knowing that they still valued her the same. 

“We had the time of our lives, I think it was pretty clear,” Jaehyun replied. 

“Yeah, you are good,” Jaemin said. “Like, not only because well, of course, you are attractive and that’s good but you know, it’s you. We’ve known you so long we feel the same safeness that you feel even if our roles are different.” 

“I agree,” Johnny said. “I don’t think I’ll feel as comfortable as I feel with you with somebody else. Maybe a girlfriend, after some months, but with a stranger? Not knowing their limits? Not being able to read them and see what gets them the most?” 

“Okay so you were all terrible boyfriends,” she joked. 

“Nah, when you date someone it’s different because you know them, the problems are one-night stands,” Jeno replied. 

“But you weren’t expecting this even from me… Our first time was like a one-night stand.” That was what it was supposed to be.  

“Yeah, but trust me when I say that we can read your body. And after last time, I’m pretty sure we can all tell what’s running in your mind while we’re fucking you,” Johnny said and she hummed, hiding in the crook of his neck. “Oh, please, acting shy now?” 

“It’s weird when I’m lucid,” she mumbled against him, wrapping her arms around his neck. 

“You don’t even want a few praises when your brain’s with us?” Jaemin asked, chuckling when she moved again and stared at him. 

“No, I always want praises.” 

“Fine, so, in case you were wondering,” he started saying, “you were so good, and we all loved trying those gross things with you so you can sleep at night with no worries, okay?” 

She hummed, still feeling a bit shy, but she knew she was just still overwhelmed by everything because there was no awkwardness in the air. 

“And since you’ve been such a good girl,” Johnny said, looking at the others, making her do the same, “we have a surprise for you.” 

“I can’t take another round,” she said immediately. 

“It’s not another round, girl, you milked the fuck out of us give us some time to refill,” Jeno replied. 

“You’re always so gross,” she huffed, looking at him with a disgusted expression. 

“You are the one talking,” he said and she was about to reply when Jaemin stopped their small bickering. 

“Close your eyes,” he ordered her. She could see he was holding something behind his back, but followed the order. “Open.” 

“You baked the muffins?” She exclaimed with a big smile on her face, looking at the tray full of sweets. 

“We thought you deserved a treat after everything you took,” Jaehyun replied, smiling at her.

“Yeah, and it turned out that on your phone, other than those nasty audios there was also the recipe,” Johnny joked, making her roll her eyes. 

“Talking about my phone,” she said, crossing her arms in front of her chest and glaring at Johnny. “Give it back to me.” 

“Is there more that you’re hiding?” He asked, eyes wide in shock but taking the phone from his pocket and handing it to her. 

“Maybe…” she whispered, turning around to grab the muffin. “Should we see if you’re good at baking as you’re good at fucking?” 

“I think that will disappoint you, then,” Jaehyun joked, moving from the armchair to reach the plate on the coffee table. 

“Come on, they won’t be so bad,” Jaemin said, doing the same.  

“Mhh,” she moaned after a bite, “these are good,” she mumbled, swallowing. 

Johnny took a bite and hummed in agreement, “they are good, but they won’t make you run away from your kinks, what’s worse than we already know?” 

She rolled her eyes. “Why do you want to know? Are we going to do this again?” 

They all shrugged. “Why not?” they asked all together and she sighed, they always knew how to be synchronized when they wanted to. 

“You like it, right?” Jaehyun asked. “And it’s not like you, or any of us, is seeing someone? Isn’t this safer and better than random sex?” 

“I can’t always take the four of you,” she said after swallowing another bite of the sweet. “Sure, I like it but it’s a lot.” 

“We don’t come in a pack,” Jeno said, voice almost bitter. She furrowed looking at him, not understanding his shift, but then shrugged it off. 

“I liked the conversation about my kinks better,” she whispered, biting her lip nervously. 

“Hey, if you don’t want that to happen again, we won’t make it happen,” Johnny reassured, caressing her shoulder. 

“It’s not that I don’t want it to happen again,” she sighed. “But that would make us... friends with benefits? And what if… what if this goes wrong?” 

“Then let’s not think about it,” Jaemin said, trying to lighten up the room again. “Let’s stay like this, if something happens, it happens and if we can keep our pants on, that’s okay too.” 

“I just don’t want to lose you,” she said, hoping they could understand. But at this point, she was confused too. It had been hard also for her to pretend that nothing happened, not that they wanted to delete that summer night, but they were trying to avoid it from happening again. But she couldn’t deny that she was more touchy than usual and she saw them in a slightly different light than the usual, not a love light, but the attraction was there, so dense they could’ve cut it with a knife and she had no idea where it would’ve led them. 

“We don’t want to lose you either,” Johnny said. “But if this will happen again… tell us just one more, please,” he pouted, tickling her, making her laugh. 

“Stop, I could’ve choked,” she said, coughing, placing the empty cup of the muffin on the table. “No judging, but you have to promise me for real this time,” she said, glaring at them with a scary pointer finger. 

“Yeah, go on, nothing scares us anymore,” Jaemin encouraged her.  

“I might have a breeding kink too,” she confessed, eyes drifting on them to see their reactions.  

“Shit, breeding, too?” Johnny gasped. 

“Oh, hell no, we’re not putting a baby inside you,” Jeno said, shaking his head.  

“Dummy, it’s not actually wanting a baby,” she explained, rolling her eyes. “It’s the intimacy and the possessiveness. I don’t know, I can’t give you an explanation and I won’t because you don’t deserve it, you promised you weren’t going to judge but you did.” 

“We’re not judging the kink but weren’t you terrified of pregnancy?” Jeno asked. 

“It’s not that,” she huffed. “It’s hot, I don’t know why, let me breathe,” she sighed. “I swear I’ll get something embarrassing that turns you on out of your mouth and will tease you for the rest of your life.” 

“Oh, come here,” Jeno said, moving her on top of him and leaving a small peck on her lips, “we’re just messing with you. It’s okay to just enjoy being filled with cum and don’t give a philosophical explanation,” he joked and she whined more. “I hate you,” she mumbled against his chest, even if, well, he wasn’t so wrong and maybe the main reason was that. 

“Come on, stop messing with her,” Jaehyun said, getting up and stretching. “It’s not that late, should we have our small party anyway?” 

“I’ll pick the movie,” she said, lifting a hand,

“You will fall asleep halfway through, you won’t pick anything,” Jeno said. 

“I don’t care, gonna grab more food and some drinks,” Jaemin said, excluding himself from their discussion and going to the kitchen.  

When they finally picked a movie they all tried to squeeze on her couch, leading to her sitting on Jeno’s lap, while they eat and drank and talked over the movie because discussing it and criticizing it was more interesting than watching it. 

“I’m just going to lay on top of you,” she said, lying sideways, taking space on top of Johnny with her legs and Jeno with her upper body. “I’m not sleeping,” she warned, making them chuckle. She needed to prove Jeno a point, but she was so tired that not even her pride could win over tiredness. So, her eyes fell shut, and the next morning she would’ve blamed it on their soft touches on her skin. 

“Damn, we didn’t film it,” Jeno pointed out, fingers playing with her hair, studying her relaxed face, completely zoned out from the movie — he had missed like half of the plot by then.  

“We’ve saved it for the next time,” Jaemin replied, sipping from his glass before his cold hand started caressing her leg, making her shiver for a second. 

“There will be a next time?” Jaehyun asked, looking at them with a furrow. 

Johnny smirked, lips curling in a softer smile when he looked at her, sleeping peacefully. “Trust me, there will be.” 

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[kiachiako]

april nct recs

my library of favorites from APR <3 all creds to authors

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series

JAEMIN | better than your next (i'm the next) | @ddeonuism 11.9k [ part one ]

RENJUN | messenger | @dojunie — smau | You find a phone number written on the mirror of the Sulim Library's second floor bathroom. It’s scrawled messily across the glass in erasable expo marker, the handwriting underneath almost closer to hieroglyphics than lettering— and what you thought it read, was ‘SEND DUCK PICS FOR A GOOD TIME.’ (You suppose, in hindsight, it was a good thing this person’s penmanship was so shit— because if you knew what it really said, you might have never stumbled across the oddly intriguing inbox of one Huang Renjun.)

oneshots

[m] JAEHYUN | seeds of pomegranates | @anashins 29.5k — The day the god of the underworld steals you away, he expects to have found a timid wife to make his isolated life more bearable. Little does he know that the rose he picked from the garden called earth bears knives instead of thorns, and he might not have found a timid wife, but a queen with a heart as dark as his.

[m] JAEHYUN | hearts are won at practice | @angelwonie 21.2k — jung jaehyun is an obnoxious, way too handsome footballer whom you have no intention of getting to know. at least until a series of coincidences forces you to spend time with him, and you realize there might be more to him than what meets the eye.

CHENLE | potential | @rrxnjun 20k — rich kids au, childhood friends au, friends with benefits au. angst, fluff, suggestive | You saw his potential without seeing credentials. And maybe that's the issue.

[m] HAECHAN | monochrome | @sundaysundaes — Lee Donghyuck once believed in the concept of soulmates—how fate would connect a red thread from one lover to another, in a form of dreams and memories. That was how his parents met, that was how they claimed their happiness, and he wanted nothing more but to live his life the way they lived theirs. Until one day, as he sees her slipping away from his hands, he has no choice but to stop believing entirely.

CHENLE | i still love you | @xiaodejunletsact 17.4k — high school can be complicated. thats why when your crush of three years, zhong chenle, approaches you out of nowhere offering to drive you home you are right to question his intentions.

HAECHAN | free trial wedding style | @liliansun 10.6k — when a random, cute, guy comes up to you and practically asks for you to follow along, you do so without much thought. that is until you get home and see he’s your new neighbor who just might need your help a little more than you expected.

[m] HAECHAN + MARK | the girl is mine | @luvrkives 10.5k — mark and hyuck can't stop fighting over you. who fucks you better, who makes you laugh more, who you like most, who fucks you better, yada yada yada. but honestly, why argue when you would happily take them both?

JAEHYUN | love you goodbye | @serendipityseulgi 10.3k — the one with the story of dysfunctional love between you and jaehyun. aka, you both want different things and your love isn’t always enough.

[m] JOHNNY | color evasion | @ncteez 8.7k — or the one where you join a kink website and a specific dom’s profile catches your attention enough to actually meet him at a hotel and practically ignore your safe words bc man, he’s good. 

[m] HAECHAN + JAEHYUN | mine too | @waithyuck 7.5k — donghyuck x jaehyun x reader (f), smut, basically pwp

JAEHYUN | eye of affection | @aitarose 6.6k — for as long as he can remember, jaehyun’s world has been in black and white - giving him no reason to appreciate his mother’s profession as an artist and the beauties that art can provide. however, an accidental meeting with you gives him reason to doubt his former beliefs - proving to him that there may be true beauty in a world that’s void of everything bright, that beauty being the sunshine that you provide. 

HAECHAN | full of love (and stars) | @httplastic 6k — friends/roommates to lovers, light angst

[m] HAECHAN | unavoidable | @sunpopz 5.8k — after swearing to yourself you're done catching feelings for people; you meet someone who makes that incredibly difficult. you think you can avoid him... then you're assigned a final together.

RENJUN | hard to let go | @cinnajun 4.3k — your high school friend group had an ambiguous and messy end, and you never got any closure for anything. two years later, and lee donghyuck’s girlfriend lives on the same floor as you, and you’re forced to face huang renjun, whose abandonment hurt you the most.

HAECHAN | she's quiet | @ijuliet 3.4k — although you were not looking to make new friends, the ones you had tried their hardest to push you out of your comfort zone to find something abnormal for you. which is why you’re at a frat party on a thursday night, watching as lee donghyuck observes you from afar.

[m] HAECHAN | all bark no bite | @jjsneo 2.5k — lee haechan is the most annoying man you’ve ever encountered. but that doesn’t mean you don’t find him hot; and maybe that’s why he has you flat on his mattress one night at a random frat party.

JAEHYUN | in the rain | @sehunniepotwrites 1.9k — All this time, you were looking for love in the wrong places and in the wrong people. As a serial dater, you never thought you would find it in the pouring rain and in the person you trusted the most. 

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[notnctu]

johnny: the dominant

━ welcome home to housemating smut series :)

☆ click the link above to read background info about this housemate!

☆ GENRE: smut, pwp ☆ DETAILS: fem!reader, college!au, housemate!au ☆ WARNINGS: face riding, penetration, unprotected, slight corruption kink, size kink, pet names, dirty talk, explicit language, big dck johnny ☆ WC: 3.8k ☆ SYNOPSIS: Johnny knows just the way to entertain you when you’re bored.

☆ AUTHORS NOTE: the housemating series has been completed. this will be my final post on here. thank you all as always for being so patient with me and still giving me so much support. love you.

On this calm Friday afternoon, you are found laying flat on your stomach with your legs kicked up in the air. Your finger aimlessly scrolls through your social media, completely mindless and bored to everything. Your room is perfectly situated right by the stairs, meaning you hear every person that comes and goes downstairs.

Some of your housemates enjoy announcing their entrance to the whole house, some stomp upstairs or rummage through the kitchen silently, Johnny likes only greeting you when he comes home. Right on cue, the front door downstairs is open and shut within the same second. Quick footsteps run up the stairs and a familiar tall man leans against your door frame with a large beautiful smile.

“Hi tiny, I’m home.” Johnny rests his arm on the frame and his bicep pops subtly from underneath the sleeve of his white t-shirt. “How was your day?” 

You sit up in bed, tossing your phone somewhere on your pillow to rid the distraction. “Absolutely boring. My class was canceled so I’ve just been home alone all day.” Your adorable pout practically makes his knees weak.

“Say, what if you join me in my room? I have some homework to get done first, but then I promise I’ll entertain you.” You catch the slight mischievous twinkle in Johnny’s eyes. Nonetheless, Johnny knows how to feed into your love language too well. 

While the boys may be too much at times, you’ve always enjoyed company at your side. You never ask for anything more than their quality time, knowing that you’d have more comfort just sitting in the same room as them in silence. 

Johnny lends out his hand for you to take and you’re hopping off your bed as fast as you can. His hands are large and a bit rough from frequent trips to the gym, but you loved how they engulf your own. He isn’t the biggest guy in the room, but he definitely lets his presence known. 

Big personality, big heart, big smile, and big…. “What homework do you have?” You clear your throat and Johnny opens the door to his clean room. Unlike Jaehyun and Haechan, Johnny can see the floor of his bedroom. His room has a hint of his cologne still lingering and accents of his favorite things. 

“My professor split us into groups for a proposal project. We have to give a 15 minute presentation on a new pitch for this large corporation.” He swivels in his fancy chair, turning on his monitors to hurry on a video call with his groupmates.

You make yourself comfortable in his sheets, mindlessly going on your phone again. “Hm, sounds important.” 

“Never as important as the weird shit Haechan always talks about.” Johnny jokes and enters the video call with three other people on the screen. One of them is a girl you recognize from a party not too long ago, her brown eyes widened as Johnny turns on his camera. 

“Hey Johnny.” Something about her flirty tone causes you to chuckle to yourself, not caring if she heard you in the back. 

“Hey.” Johnny smiles back, but pays her no extra mind, “Shall we continue on the graphs?” 

The disappointment in the girl’s face is notable. Johnny has always had an entourage of girls waiting to be noticed by him. You’ve stopped keeping track of his and Jaehyun’s body count at this point. Despite his popularity among girls, Johnny genuinely loves spending time with you. 

You and Johnny are friends before anything else. He was actually the one that invited you to live with them, knowing you desperately needed a place and had a budget to stick to. He has helped you with many sticky encounters with unwanted male attention at parties.

Johnny makes sure your voice is heard in a large chatty crowd. He is every introvert’s favorite extrovert. That’s just the kind of person he is. Infectious personality, everyone wanted a piece of that.

Johnny is not the type to flirt with everything he sees, he is actually quite selective and intentional. He found you attractive the moment he laid eyes on you, but the flirting didn’t start until much later in your friendship. He wanted to make sure it was mutual, not wanting to ruin a good dynamic due to his desires. 

Your attraction toward Johnny began when you had moved into the house. Living with Johnny showed you a whole new side to him that you don’t see normally on campus. His preferred attire at home is no shirt with his toned stomach on display and sweatpants that hang low on his hips, a rather large print that dangles whenever he walks.

When Johnny walks, he strides. He walks with a sense of purpose, confident and so sure in every step. He is touchy, but not to the point where it was on the level of Jaemin. Johnny is a respectable skinship type – gentle head pats, light cheek pinches, a guiding hand on your lower back, chin lifts so that your gaze never falls. 

Johnny, your friend from class, became incredibly dreamy and irresistible. Then came the usual greetings: hi tiny, welcome home, how was your day? As if you two lived in a sitcom.

All of which piled onto the incredible person he already is. Nonetheless, the real tip of the iceberg was when you observed the mutual attraction on your own. Johnny loves holding eye contact with someone, he told you he likes making them nervous. So when your gaze started to waver at the new found nervousness that settled in your stomach, Johnny only held on longer. 

You also caught onto his stares when you would walk down the stairs, his dark eyes following your every movement. Johnny played it safe though, making his flirting into actions and expressions rather than verbal affirmations.

You’re smart enough to know that his lingering stares, cute pet names, and chivalrous acts meant something intentional. So somewhere down the line, you two start sleeping with each other. You can’t remember how it happened, just that the next day you could barely walk. 

While Johnny is popular among the girls, you are also heavily sought after by many admirers alike. You have your fair share of one night stands and friends with benefits, but none of them compare to the way that Johnny fucks you into oblivion. Johnny isn’t the jealous or possessive type either, knowing your worth should be acknowledged by others. 

With Johnny, you’re safe to be submissive. You can guarantee that he’d be someone to take care of you the entire time. His dominance in bed is extremely fitting to his character, making his sex appeal more attractive.

After a complete 45 minutes of listening to Johnny speak in academic language and talk about things that do not make any sense to you, he finally ends the call with his groupmates. He quickly turns around in his chair and you think he’s going to finally talk to you.

However, he gets up and heads to the bathroom without a word. You sigh at the false hope and bury yourself in his warm blankets. His aroma fills your nose and your heavy eyelids start to fall over your tired eyes. Maybe you should have taken a nap during his long call.

The close of the door and the shift on the bed causes you to face the man of the hour. Johnny appears without his shirt, the pendant of his necklace lands perfect at his collarbones. Without any words, he pulls you onto his naked torso and rests a sneaky hand on your lower back. “Missed me?” 

“All I heard was you.” You groan, “but you did sound sexy using all those business terms.” 

“Oh yeah?” He smirks, his fingertips gliding against your soft skin underneath your shirt. “Got all wet hearing me talk about KPIs and APRs?” 

“So wet. Why don’t you see for yourself?” Your playful smile is more than inviting. Johnny raises a brow at your suggestive tone. While his ears perk up at your suggestion, he teases a bit.

“Do you know what you’re getting yourself into, y/n?” He questions, a bit more serious. “Because I don’t think you remember when’s the last time we’ve slept together.” 

“Of course I do.” You scoff, sitting up on your knees and the blankets falling from your shoulders. “Way too fucking long.” 

Johnny laughs at your answer. “So what I’m hearing is that you want me?”

“I always want you.” 

He’s quick to bite back at your response, “then maybe you should come into my room more often, you know you’re always welcomed here.” 

“See, I would do that but you’re so busy.” This back and forth is a game you two like to play. Johnny wants you to practically beg for his attention, but you like when he makes promises to give you more.

“Oh,” Johnny sits against his headboard and crosses his arms. His pecs squeeze together and his biceps bulge against his chest. You lick your lips, which doesn’t go unnoticed by him. “Are you saying that I don’t give you enough attention?”

Your innocent eyes drop from his intense stare, but his thumb holds your chin up and you’re met with a softened gaze. “I promise I’ll make more time for you. Just know that I’d open the door for you whenever you come knocking.” 

“Pinky promise?” You hold your pinky out for the broad man to seal the promise. He laughs at the childish act, but god how he’s hard as fuck in his sweats right now.

“Promise, baby.” Johnny wraps his pinky with yours. With one swift movement, he’s pulling you by the pinky on top of his chest again. You fall against him with a small “hmph” and Johnny dives in for a sweet kiss.

His hot lips are greedy for a taste. Johnny deepens the kiss and his big hands hold your cheeks to keep you steady. Your hands wander around for something to hold onto, knowing how you’re in for a wild ride in a few more kisses. 

Johnny moans into your mouth when your fingers graze the waistband of his sweats. When your instinct is to move your hand away, he holds your wrist and grinds his hard dick against your palm. Your gasp is lost in the kiss, swallowed by the one man that consumes you. 

His bulge grows bigger with every thrust and you’re reminded by the massive size of him. Johnny pulls away and he looks at you with small stars in his pupils. “Can’t wait to see how wet that pretty pussy is for me.”

“Why wait? I’ll show you right now.” Your eagerness causes his heart to swell tenfold. He still sees every ounce of cuteness that you exude, even in the middle of taking off your clothes. While his nicknames may be an exaggeration, he really does find you the cutest thing ever.

When you roll your pants off of your hips, Johnny watches the string of wetness stick from the fabric of your panties to your thighs. He has to hold himself back from pouncing on you. “C’mere and sit on my face, darling.” 

You happily oblige and hover over Johnny’s face. Your eyes meet briefly, grabbing the headboard in front of you to keep yourself steady and balanced. Johnny cups both of your cheeks to help hold you up. He takes his first long lick for a taste and a low groan erupts from his throat, “you taste so good, just dripping all over yourself.” 

He can barely control his desires, bringing your hips down more as he quite literally devours your clit. You jolt from the contact and as much as you move your hips, Johnny’s grip on you is tight. You try your hardest to keep your legs from squeezing together, but Johnny eats you out like he’s starving. 

“Oh my-” You grip the headboard until your knuckles turn white. His tongue enters your warm hole and your juices cover his chin, sliding down the corners of his lips. If you’re not mistaken, the muffled sound of a chuckle catches your attention. 

Looking down, you see Johnny completely engulfed in between your legs and hazy eyes peering back up at you. “I’m going to cum.” You coo softly and Johnny fucks you on his tongue faster.

Your legs shake from the pleasurable feeling and everything inside of you erupts like a cannon. You’re uncontrollably cumming on his face, eyes rolled back and hand gripping the headboard like you’re holding on for your life. His room is full of your sweet sounds as he helps ride out your first orgasm of the day.

Johnny lightly lifts you up and places you with ease on the bed. Your back hits his lovely sheets and he hovers over you, arm wiping your juices from his lips and chin. “How can you be so cute riding my face?” He kisses your cheek, his hand lightly wrapping around your neck. “You make me so hard, I want to fuck the cuteness out of you until you’ve lost yourself.”

His deep voice remains sensual and light — not menacing or threatening. Johnny’s actions are always full of adoration for you, nothing of malice. “Then do it. I want you to. I want to take you whole.” 

Your hands run up and down his abs. He can’t resist you anymore. Johnny is quick to discard his pants and his large dick springs up proudly against his stomach. He gives himself a few pumps, watching your expression turn into lust at the sight of it. 

“You like what you see, y/n?” The usage of your name catches your attention, causing your heart to flutter to his call. He rarely uses your name in bed, resulting in mostly pet names or his usual tiny nickname. Nonetheless, on the rarity of your name being used, it excites you even more. He knows every way to make you all his.

“Yes, Johnny. I always love what I see.” You respond, quite seductively. Johnny smirks, running his tip up and down your entrance. Every few swipes has his tip entering your hole just barely, but you’re really a mess to it all. 

Johnny grunts at how your wetness drips onto his sheets, a dark patch forming like a puddle. Your juices stick to the side of your thighs, emphasizing how much chaos he has caused in between your legs. He positions himself and enters slowly, enough for you to adjust to his size. You're squeezing your eyes shut from the pressure and the stretch. 

His thumb leaves a soothing touch between your eyebrows to ease the tension in your face. Each touch has him pushing deeper into you. However, your hand is quick to halt him at his abdomen and he stops all of his movements. “Should I stop?” He asks with concern, not wanting to overdo anything that could result in pain.

“Johnny,” You breathe, “just give it all to me.” You can tell Johnny was holding back, but the slowness only causes more anticipation and agony. You’d rather him singlehandedly thrust into you, all the chaos to hit you like bricks. 

He takes your wrist from his stomach and pulls your body onto his dick in one fluid motion, until your hips hit and he is practically in your guts. You yelp at how he fills you and you’re shy at how well you take all of him in. “Like this, baby? You take me in so well.” He leans down and you’re awarded a kiss on the lips.

Johnny lifts your body onto him as his back hits the mattress. You lay on top of his big stature, your boobs against his chest, dick still in you and legs now on either side of his hips. He bends his knees, feet planted sturdy on his bed, and drives his dick up into you. 

You quickly grip onto his bicep, wailing at how intensely his tip hits your sweet spot every time. Johnny wraps his arms around your body, hugging you close and keeping you steady. The position is cute, quite lovable as it’s like the two of you are in a warm embrace. All until someone sees his vigorous thrusts into your drooling pussy and your body moving up with every hit. 

Your eyes meet his for a moment. He smooths out the hair from your face to see you clearly and smiles at you. Johnny has the biggest heart for you – it’s all obvious in how his pupils dilate ten times in size when he sees you. “All of a sudden, you want to look at me with your gorgeous gaze?” His voice rumbles your chest and despite how raw his dick is stretching you, he is quite a romantic.

“I’m not cute anymore?” You’re barely able to speak, every thrust causes your voice to tremble and your mind to go blank. Johnny holds your hips down onto his shaft and every rush of wetness wraps around him tightly. You’re shaking yet again as his tip rubs against your insides, kissing every part of your cervix. 

“Fucked all the cuteness of you, my sweet girl.” He plants a wet smooch on your temple, grinding his hips into your quivering body until your nails dig into his skin, marking beautiful moon crescents.

Suddenly, you both hear the front door slam close and hurried footsteps running up the stairs. As you’re frozen, Johnny quickly switches positions and covers the blanket over the two of you. Not that anyone would come barging into his room, but it’s good to be safe. He’s always thinking of your comfort and decency.

You’re back on your back and Johnny hovers over you. His weight is slightly heavy over yours, but the pressure on your chest feels warm and enough to feel secure. Your legs are spread wide for him, as he holds up your knee and pushes it at a bend. Johnny handles you so freely, all the work at the gym paying off in these fortunate situations.

“I’m home, losers!” Doyoung yells. “And so is Jaehyun!” Doyoung’s voice follows with another door slamming shut across the hall. Another set of heavy footsteps run up the stairs and without a word, another door closes. 

“I guess Jaehyun finished his classes early.” Johnny’s mind wonders and you cup his cheeks to focus.

“Where is your mind at right now?” Your stern expression has Johnny laughing, completely entertained by how he is balls deep in you right now and his mind was on why your housemates came home early.

“Okay, tiny. You got me.” His smile brightens up his intimidating demeanor, you’ll never get over how handsome this strong man is. “Let me finish what I started.”

His statement sent shivers down your spine, but you already know what’s to come. His hard dick pulls out, almost all the way, the feeling of emptiness occupying your lower half fast. Johnny pushes back in without another word and fucks you into the future. His rhythmic thrusts are fast and hasty, but enough to feel intense and cause your orgasm to build once more.

“Look at me when you cum.” You don’t have to say it because Johnny literally feels your pussy tighten around him, just seconds from coming undone. You aren’t sure if you’re able to hold eye contact in the midst of you losing your wits, but Johnny doesn’t let it slide. 

As you squirm from the pleasure bubbling in your stomach, he leans forward and lifts your head off the pillow. A large hand to support the back of your head and eyes wide open to see how his big cock enters your pussy with so much ease. 

Every part of your muscles break at this point and you’re moaning at the top of your lungs. You do feel a bit apologetic to the other boys in their rooms, but it has to be an afterthought. Your high comes crashing and crumbling as your cannon shoots out everything you’ve held in. You feel so hot and tense, pleasure leaving your body within seconds all because of Johnny. 

Johnny watches your orgasm, feeling his come a close second after. He pulls out and gives himself a few strokes over your naked stomach. His white streams paint your skin and Johnny’s eyes are full of intensity. 

You both release air from your lungs as fatigue takes over both of your bodies. Johnny reaches over for some wet wipes he stores in his nightstand, cleaning you up and leaving a trail of wet kisses behind. Your giggles only cause him to continue, wanting to hear more of them.

“Since when did you get so buff?” You ask, poking at his arms. He flexes for you, showing off his protruding muscles on display.

“Since I found motivation for the gym.” Johnny helps you get clothed, along with putting on some clean pairs of underwear and sweats. 

“Which is?” 

He joins you underneath the sheets. His arm snakes underneath your head, allowing you to turn your body into his. “To be able to toss you around in bed.” He smirks and you’re already rolling your eyes. “Not that I ever had trouble before, but it’s nice for you to have something hard and solid to grip while I’m fucking the life out of you.”

“Okay, Johnny Suh.” You cover his mouth. “We get it, you’re a big buff guy. You can even toss Doyoung if you wanted to.”

His eyes light up and he sits up with an idea, “should I try?” He gleams, his boyish nature captivating his expression. Nonetheless, Johnny is jumping out of bed and out the door before you can even respond. 

Doyoung’s yells fill the hallway and Johnny is laughing maniacally. The one time Doyoung doesn’t lock his door. “Just let me try!”

“Get your sweaty body away from me! I know what you two were doing in there!” Doyoung shrieks back. 

Oh, how you love living with your boys. You’re thankful that Johnny took you in and truthfully, you wouldn’t have it any other way. Through protein powder scattered on kitchen counters and nightly hangouts after long days of classes, you wouldn’t trade laughter with your housemates and the love you all share for anything. 

When you peer out into the hall at the commotion, a smiling Johnny has an angry Doyoung over his shoulder at the door. “I did it, y/n!” Johnny exclaims, even doing squats with the bunny flailing around.

“Put me down, you meathead!” Doyoung kicks his feet, eyes up to the ceiling.

You smile to yourself, a soft chuckle bursting into a robust laughter. “You guys… are so weird.” 

“But you love us.” Johnny points, “isn’t that right, tiny?”

Your usual response would be something sarcastic and hard to get, but you give in this time. 

“Yeah, I do.”

#nct smut #johnny suh smut #nct scenarios #nct scenario #housematingseries #housemating

[neoyuno]

jealousy (not) | j.jh (M)

A particular debate over perilla leaves sparks up a plan to make your (totally not jealous) boyfriend jealous. So, he must show you not to mess with him. ; or, Jaehyun swears he is not jealous but turns out he is very jealous and you are very freaky.

Pairing | jeong jaehyun ♡ fem!reader

Genre | Romance [established relationship], Comedy, Smut [ oral + face-fucking, dom jjh, unprotected sex, orgasm denial??, praising, squirting, pet name usage ( princess, love, sweetheart, pretty), pwp, overstimulation, saliva?? (idek, but they lick each other lols), possessive jjh, spanking, voyeurism... kinda...], take a shot every time you see the word "pretty" lolol

Word count | 6.3K

Reading time | 31 minutes

Warnings/notes | afab reader, explicit descriptions of sex, slight usage of curse words.

It all started a few nights ago when you were hanging out with your boyfriend and a few friends at Johnny’s house. It was a small late-night gathering with a few of your friends and their partners.

Of course, you couldn’t expect the night to be peaceful when Jungwoo and his girlfriend, Leia, were under the same roof—they were quite known for loving to stir the pot between people. Jungwoo would often come up with questions that may or may not stir up an argument and Leia was his ride or die, so she would often instigate and follow whatever he was saying.

That night was not the exception.

You were all sitting in the living room, peacefully enjoying some snacks and drinks while a small group of you played a round of Uno—until Jungwoo brought up the trendy Perilla Debate.

“So, if a friend had 2 perilla leaves stuck and gave one to your partner, would y’all be jealous?” He asked, smirking.

The room erupted with a bunch of “yes’s” and “why’s?”.

“Uhm, yes?” Mark said as a matter of factly, “If someone should be feeding my baby, it’s me.”

“Oh please, it’s just food.” His girlfriend responded with a scoff.

“Just food? Just food?!” He asked and she nodded. “So if we were out with one of your single girlfriends and she fed me, you wouldn’t be jealous at all?”

“Well now, that’s different!” She defended causing everyone to laugh and Mark to scoff playfully.

“How is it any different? It’s the same thing!” He said and huffed.

“Okay, Jaehyun… you are awfully quiet.” Leia taunted.

Your boyfriend sat silently, just smiling at the chaos unfolding. He hummed when the attention was on him and shrugged.

“No, I wouldn't get jealous. There’s no need to.” He said softly, smile still on his face.

“Ooh, what’s that supposed to mean ____?” Jungwoo teased and you rolled your eyes.

“Nothing, I just don’t think there’s anything to be jealous for.”

“So, _____ is not worth getting jealous for? Is that what you’re saying?” Leia teased and Jungwoo followed with an “ooh…”

You looked at your boyfriend who seemed to have a stutter now.

“Th-that's not what I mean. I mean that I don’t have to get jealous cause I know she won’t leave me for anyone else…”

“Hmmm, I see…” Jungwoo scratched his chin and opened his mouth again. “So, if a friend of _____’s did that with you, would you accept it?”

“Yeah, why not? It’s just food…” he shrugged but something about his statement made your heart sting lightly.

“THANK YOU!” Mark’s girlfriend said.

“What about you, _____? Would you accept it?” Leia asked and everyone looked at you intently.

“Yeah, it’s just food…” you said. “Plus, like Jaehyun said, it’s not like I would leave him for someone else. Leave him alone…” and you really wouldn’t, but would he?

Jaehyun hummed confidently and placed a kiss on your temple. He was sure of your relationship and nothing was going to change that—or so he thought.

Now, you all gathered once more, this time at your house. You all sat in your backyard while Jaehyun and Taeyong grilled some meat and a few of the girls prepared some sides and drinks.

“Some of the meat is ready if y’all want to start eating!” Taeyong said and called you over to hand you the plate to put on the table.

“Yo, ____! I didn’t know you had this!” You heard a voice called when you placed the plate on the table for some of your friends to start eating.

“Oh, yeah! My mom saved it and passed it on to me a few months ago.” You smiled at the sight of Johnny holding a photo album.

You both grew up next to each other, which resulted in you being best friends. It wasn’t until you had to leave for college that you were separated for the first time, but it was all good as that’s how you met Jaehyun.

One spring break, Johnny came back with a new friend he had met at his university. He planned on showing him around until he saw you were back too, adding you to their plans. He would definitely say it was love at first sight, he felt like the third wheel during the whole thing—just like he planned.

Jaehyun understood your relationship with Johnny was special, your bond was unbreakable and he knew not to be jealous of your closeness to the tall man. Until tonight.

“Look at you! You truly had the cutest cheeks ever!” Johnny squealed and tugged at one of your cheeks. “Still do!”

“Ew John, leave me alone…” you smacked his hand and laughed. “Look, I can’t believe my mom captured this moment!” You gasped before laughing out loud, catching Jaehyun’s attention, who was helping Taeyong with the meat.

“Oh my God! No! Why would she do that to me?” He screamed when you passed the photo around to the people at the table.

“Nice butt, man…” Mark smirked and giggled.

“Shut up, Mark.”

“I’m definitely saving this one to show your future girlfriend.” You said and he rolled his eyes.

“You should come with me to Chicago one of these days.” You said, “she has been asking for her little John nonstop.”

“I should! I miss her cooking so much. Remember that cake she made us for our senior road trip?” Johnny asked with a smile and Jaehyun started feeling an unfamiliar sting on his chest.

“Yes! It was so good, too bad you ate it all before we even got out of Chicago.” You smiled. “My mom loves you, dude…”

“Can you blame her? I’m the best!“ he said smugly.

“You are…” you said and Jaehyun felt sick.

“Here’s more meat.” Jaehyun came over and placed another plate on the table.

“Baby, are you okay? You look sick…” you asked worriedly.

“I’m fine, I think I’m just hungry.” He answered and sat down in front of you before grabbing your hand that had reached out and kissing it.

“Do you guys want some perilla leaves and lettuce for the meat?” Maria, Mark’s girlfriend, asked.

“Yes, please!” You said and reached to grab the little wooden basket with all the greens.

“Mmm, this is so good, baby!” You said after biting a piece of meat wrapped in a piece of lettuce.

“Thanks…” your boyfriend replied bashfully, making your heart flutter.

Jungwoo and Leia watched intently at the three of you eating—Johnny looked to the side and met eyes with them both.

Leia gave him a thumbs up and Jungwoo a smirk, which Johnny mirrored before looking back at the food. His hand stuck out to grab at the perilla leaves, to their luck, they were 2 stuck leaves.

Jungwoo poked at Leia to watch you again, this time your eyes met and you rolled them playfully.

“Oh, I got two…” the man next to you said and separated the leaves before wrapping one around a piece of meat and giving it to you.

Jaehyun couldn’t help but frown at the interaction, chewing slowly at his rice as he saw you smile and open your mouth for your best friend to feed you.

“Thanks…” you said with your cheeks full and Johnny hummed.

“Be right back, I’ll get us something to drink. Do you want anything, baby?” You asked.

“A beer is okay…” Jaehyun said softly and kept his eyes on his spoon.

You walked over to Jungwoo and Leia, who handed you 2 beers and a soda.

“It’s not working… I’m telling y’all, he never gets jealous…” you said.

“Oh c’mon, ____… all men get jealous of their partners.” Leia said. “He has to get jealous at some point.”

“Now that I think about it, I have never seen him jealous before…” Jungwoo pointed out.

“Do you think he just doesn’t like me enough?” You worry and their faces soften. “Maybe that’s why he said there was nothing to get jealous for…”

“What? Of course not! We were just joking around last week, he adores you.” Jungwoo said. “Believe me, he absolutely loves you.”

“Hmm, I guess…” you whispered and left back to sit with your boyfriend and best friend.

Johnny was the first to notice your change of facial expression since Jaehyun was intently staring at his food since you left.

“Are you okay?” The man beside you asked.

“Hmm? Oh, yeah… I’m fine.” You gave him soft smile and Jaehyun rolled his eyes at the fact that Johnny noticed first.

“Here, let me make you another wrap.” Johnny said and Jaehyun was about to burst.

He couldn’t understand why he was feeling like this when he swore he wasn’t a jealous boyfriend. Even when he dated his ex-girlfriend, he never felt jealous whenever someone would flirt with her, yet here he was nearly fuming at the sight of your best friend simply giving you a perilla leaf.

A leaf! He was getting angry over a leaf! He absolutely hated the feeling in his chest and stomach, and your soft smile directed at Johnny only made it worse. Of course, he knew Johnny was an attractive man. I mean, most girls in college were in love with him—they also favored Jaehyun, but that’s besides the point because he fell in love with you, but Johnny seemed to be waiting for someone— he just hoped it wasn’t you.

“Jae, baby, I’m talking to you.” You said softly when you noticed he was spacing out, his eyebrows furrowed and an angry pout on his mouth.

“What happened?” He asked softly but still furrowing his eyebrows. He just couldn’t control his face for some reason.

“I asked if you wanted more meat…”

“No, I’m okay. Johnny might want some though.” He rolled his eyes before he could stop himself.

Johnny smirked and continued chewing on his food. You, on the other hand, couldn’t stop a smile from forming on your lips.

Jaehyun looked up to grab some lettuce when your smile caught his attention.

“What are you smiling for?” He asked.

You leaned forward and rest your chin on your hand, smile still on your face.

“Is my baby jealous?” You teased and Johnny chuckled while Jungwoo and Leia attentively watched things unfold from the sideline.

“I don’t get jealous.” He said sternly, again, not being able to control his feelings at that moment.

“Then stop furrowing your eyebrows, you’ll get wrinkles.” You said and stroked the skin between his eyebrows with your thumb, so he could neutralize his facial expression. You noticed his ears getting red as you did and tugged on them lovingly.

“I’m not jealous.” He stuffed his mouth with rice.

“Mhm…” you hummed staring at him lovingly.

“I am not.” He said and his eyebrows furrowed again.

“Okay, we get it! You are totally not jealous.” You said and he stared at you when you reached over to grab a perilla leaf. Jaehyun watched you as you put his favorite meat and banchan on the leaf before rolling it up and putting it in front of his face, waiting for him to open his mouth—but he refused, even though he really wanted to accept it.

“Say ‘ahhhh’” you opened your mouth as if you were talking to a baby and he did, your hand stuffing his mouth with food. “Look at my pretty baby, such pretty full cheeks, hmm…” you cooed and squished his cheeks.

“Stop…” he said bashfully yet he melted in your hands. You could feel his warm cheeks as they got pink.

You could hear your friends giggle at his face, so you decided to move over and sit next to him. He refused to look at you, so you pulled his face towards you and placed a big smooch on his cheek—followed by another and another and another all over his face.

“Hmm, look at my pretty baby all jealous.” You said between smooches. “So cute, hmm, look at your pretty pink cheeks!” You kept on cooing and kissing his face while your friends laughed and hollered.

“Baby, you are embarrassing me…” he whispered and hid his face in the crook of your neck.

“Told ya it would work.” Johnny chuckled and left to watch tv in your living room, the people at the table leaving inside to play some board games and leave you two alone.

“I’m mad at you.” You heard him whisper. “I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t seem to help it.”

You embraced him and kissed his ear.

“I also hate Johnny very much right now.” He confessed and you giggled. “I hate this feeling, I’ve never felt like this with anyone before.”

“Why do you think it’s that?” You asked genuinely and felt his lips kiss your neck.

“I think I love you too much…” he confessed and softly bit the skin of your shoulder, sending shivers up your spine. “I don’t like sharing. You are mine. Only mine.” He said deeply before lapping at the bite mark.

“Yes, I am…” you sighed shakily when you felt his thumb graze your hardening nipples over your shirt. “Jaehyun, there’s people here.”

“I don’t care.” He whispered and bit your earlobe before looking back to make sure your friends had closed the doors, the glass wall was covered, which meant they had closed all the blinds. “They can’t see us anyway…”

He moved in his seat to straddle the bench and pulled you to do the same—facing him. His hands softly caressed your thighs and pulled them to place your calves on top of his thighs, bringing you closer.

“You’re mine.” He rasped out again, his fingers hovering over the fabric covering your center. “Say it.”

“Say what?” You closed your eyes when he bit your collarbones.

“Say you’re mine.” His hands moved back up to knead at your breasts.

“After you say you’re mine…” you smirked and leaned to kiss his neck, making him groan.

“I am all yours, princess. Only yours.” You grinned and captured his lips in a slow kiss. “Do you have the back house key with you?” He asked.

“Always.” You felt his strong hands grip your ass as he stood up, carrying you over to the little house by the pool.

After opening the door and locking it behind him once you were inside, he turned on the lamp by the guest bed.

“Did you plan this beforehand?” He asked when he felt the cool temperature in the room, the a/c was on and you only turned it one when you wanted to have sex by the pool.

“Making you jealous was all Leia, Woo, and John… having sex was all me.” You said and push him unto the bed.

“Good. Cause I need to do something about the anger I’m feeling cause I can’t shake it off.” He said and pulled you in by the ass.

“What are you gonna do about it?” You asked and felt him smirk against your ribs.

“Fuck the hell out of you.”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time, baby.”

“Oh baby, you have no idea.” He bit your breasts over the fabric of your shirt before moving his hands to remove it, leaving you in just your lacy bra. “Look at these pretty tits.”

You moaned when his hands squeezed them and he groaned. Strong hands kept kneading your breasts before his fingers pulled down the cups of your bra, revealing your perked-up nipples for him.

“Fuck…” he groaned and teased the buds with his wet tongue.

“Jaehyun…” he could feel the goosebumps on your skin, it only made him moan against your nipple.

He was always messy whenever it came to your chest. He loved sucking, tugging, biting, kissing, and licking your pretty buds until they were swollen and glistening with his saliva. It was almost funny how much he loved seeing your nipples covered in his slick, the shiny look made you look even sexier.

You heard his slurp around your skin before biting you softly. The action distracted you from what he did next—a hand fell harshly on your ass, making you jump forward and whine out loud.

“You are so beautiful,” he licked and sucked both your tits once more before looking up at you—who stared back at him with droopy eyes and drool almost flowing out of your pretty lips.

“Are you still angry?” You asked and he chuckled darkly.

“Yes, hearing you tell Johnny he’s the best hurt my feelings…” he confessed.

“Awe baby… you know you are the bestest!” You cooed and placed soft kisses over his plush pout.

“Yeah right…” he rolled his eyes and you could see his ears turning pink again. Poking your tongue out you licked his lips softly, the drool pooling on your tongue making it easy to glide it over his plump lips.

Your lips remained on his while your tongue teased his pouty lips.

“Let me show you how great you are, yeah?” You whispered and knelt before him. Soft hands traveled down his body, burying under his shirt to touch his toned body. “So perfect…” you leaned in to press a kiss on his bulge over his sweats.

He could feel his dick twitch when your fingers teased his nipples and your mouth pressed kisses over his pants. He wanted—needed— your warm mouth around him.

The sight of your sparkly eyes and curled lashes while your lips kissed his boner had his mind going crazy. You looked absolutely beautiful kneeled down in front of him.

“Take off your shirt, baby.” You said and he obliged. His toned torso had you salivating.

His pretty milky skin was so soft to the touch yet so manly. Your hand ran down from his collarbones to his belly button, before your head leaned over to kiss him from where your finger left off down his happy trail. The small trail of hair that led to his pants drove you insane. With him, you had found beauty in such a small thing.

“You look so pretty, princess.” He husked when your tongue poked out to lick a strip from the waistband of his sweats to the part right below his belly button.

His eyes followed your mouth, from his belly button to his abs, where you licked and kissed your way up to his chest. You placed a small kiss on the valley of his chest before running your teeth over his skin until you got to the nipple that you were teasing earlier. You didn’t waste any time sucking his bud into your mouth, the feeling of your warm tongue flicking over it making him groan.

“Such pretty sounds…” you whispered and grabbed his face to bring him down for a kiss. “Can’t wait to taste you.”

He bit his lip as he saw you go back down to his pants, this time your hands pulled the waistband of both his sweats and boxers to reveal your treat for the night.

You felt his hand fall on your head, his fingers caressing the strands of your hair while you kissed around his pelvic area.

“You’re all mine.” He said and smirked lazily at you.

“All yours, baby.”

A loud groan left his throat when your mouth engulfed his tip. You stayed sucking the tip of his cock for a few seconds before going down further. Jaehyun kept on petting your hair and panting heavily.

You came up for air and kissed his tip. “Such a pretty cock… so big…” he smirked at your words. “I only want you, baby.”

“Yeah?” He questioned and you gasped when you felt his hand take a grip of your hair harshly. “How bad do you want me, kitten?”

“So so bad, baby.” You breathed out shakily as he smirked. “I nee-“

Your sentence was cut short when he pushed your face down, his cock filling your mouth to the brim. He let out a guttural groan and moved your head at a fast pace.

Tears pooled in your eyes as you clenched around the air. You loved the feeling of having your mouth stuffed with him, sucking him off was one of your favorite things to do. The head of his cock repeatedly hit the back of your throat making you gag a little until he released himself off your mouth. A shiny string of saliva connected your open mouth with his dick and your cheeks glistened with tears.

“So fucking pretty.” He groaned while slapping his hard dick on your face and removing his grip on your hair. “Get up.”

You obeyed the man and stood up, his hands instantly circling you to remove your bra completely before removing your sweats and panties.

“Nobody else will ever touch you like this,” he groaned. His lips hovered over your neck, where he pressed soft pecks up to your jaw and until he got to your ear. “I will be the last to ever fuck this pretty body, princess.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way…” you squirmed under his touch, the feeling of his hot breath on your skin had your knees weak. “Please…”

“Please what, sweetheart?” He asked in a sweet tone, voice still deep as the ocean. Jaehyun kissed your cheek softly waiting for your answer, even though he knew exactly what you meant.

“Please fuck me already…” he smirked against your skin but didn’t budge. “I need you inside me, baby…”

“Hmm, do you deserve it though?” He pondered and rested back on his hands leaving your body unattended.

“Yes, I do…” you pouted and he only smirked.

His eyes closed as if he was thinking real hard about something, but in reality, he just wanted to find a way to punish you for making him jealous on purpose. The feeling of anger was still very much present in his tummy, he couldn’t stop thinking about your voice telling Johnny he was the best. Like, how dare you!

If anyone was the best it was Jaehyun, he couldn’t believe you would tell someone else that. He hated watching Johnny feed you—which he has done countless times before—but tonight was different, he couldn’t stop the heaviness in his chest.

“I don’t think you deserve it.” He said and moved on the bed to lay down comfortably and get under the covers.

The t.v suddenly displayed a sitcom as you stood there by the foot of the bed completely nude and face still fucked out from sucking him off. Your mouth hung open when he started browsing through channels to find something he’d like. The man was butt naked under the covers, with a nude girl—that was just begging to be fucked—in front of him and he was watching t.v., how insane does he have to be?!

“Are you- are you serious?” You asked softly, still confused.

“Yep.” He popped the last consonant. “You are free to join me and watch a movie or you can go back to getting fed by Johnny.”

He really wasn’t going to let it slide. Jaehyun knew nothing of what happened meant anything, but for some reason being petty was the best idea his jealousy-clouded brain could come up with.

“But baby…” you whined and climbed on top of him. As soon as your head rest on his shoulder, his hand reached to pet your hair. “I love you.” You pecked his skin but he only hummed.

Your hands traveled down his body to grip his still wet cock, the feeling of it in your hand was making your pussy as wet as it could get. He didn’t budge, though you could hear him giggle over a joke said on the tv.

“Maybe I should go to Johnny.” You said softly, maybe poking the already angry bear would make him explode and eventually fuck you into the mattress.

“Go ahead.” He simply replied, hand still stroking your hair.

“I bet his dick is huge.” You felt him tense beneath you. “I bet it would feel so nice to be full with-“

“Watch it, sweetheart.” Jaehyun said sternly and you could feel his heartbeat picking up.

“Mmm…” he heard you moan and looked down at you. Your hand was hidden between your legs, stimulating your clit. “I should really give it a try. Just thinking about Johnny filling me up makes me so wet.” It didn’t. And you weren’t thinking of him at all, but you knew it would tick your boyfriend off.

“Okay, that’s it.” His hands harshly pushed you off him and unto the mattress, as soon as your back hit the bed his hand engulfed your throat, pressing softly and making you gasp. “You really wanna get dicked down? I’m gonna show you who’s dick you should be thinking of.” His—and you were, it was all you craved.

A slap on pussy made you yelp loudly. Jaehyun let go of your neck to grab your jaw roughly and lowered his face so it was close to yours, your noses touching.

“You really think this is funny?” He asked but you knew not to reply. “Huh? You think I will let you get fucked by someone else?” You’d never seen his eyes so dark before, but the thrill of being manhandled by him was making you clench around nothing.

Your eyes glistened and he just thought you looked so beautiful like this. His tongue glided over your lips, leaving your mouth open after—your tongue chasing after his.

“Oh? Now you want me?”

“I always want you, baby.” You answered quickly.

“Oh yeah?” Another slap to your pussy made you shut your eyes for a second before approving his question. “You like that, don’t you, baby?”

You could only hum in response, your center aching for the man hovering over you. Chuckling deeply, your boyfriend turned you around before circling his arm beneath your hips to pull them up. Your face pressed against the pillows and your knees held your ass up, showing him how wet you were.

“Look at that. Are you really this needy, princess?” You felt his hands follow the curve from your waist to your hips and eventually your ass. He squeezed your mounds before spanking each at a time, a strangled moan leaving your lips after each spank.

“Is this wet pussy for me or for Johnny?” He cooed, taunting you.

Bucking your hips into his touch you replied with a whine. “For you, only for you!”

“Are you sure, baby? Cause you were pretty into touching yourself thinking about him…” he was teasing you, but you could tell there was a hint of him actually believing you did.

“I’m always thinking about you. I only need you. I only want you!” You moaned when he slapped your ass again.

“Such a needy princess, tsk.” He spanked you one last time before bending down. “Look at this pretty pussy, hmm.”

His lips pressed softly against your labia, the sudden touch to your aching center had you moaning his name.

“Too bad you’ve been bad today… you don’t deserve my tongue.” You whined at his words, it was almost embarrassing how needy you were for the man.

“Honey, please…” he smirked at your face. It was just so stunning—your eyes shut, eyebrows furrowed, and mouth open. Jaehyun loved how your flushed skin looked and he couldn’t wait to hear you scream his name.

He grunted as he slapped his hard-on on your wet folds, earning a moan from you.

“Do you want this baby? Do you want my dick filling you up?”

“Yes, please!” You begged repeatedly, “Punish m- ah!” The sudden snap of his hips against yours had you screaming out in pleasure.

“Fuck, so wet for me.” He growled and his hip movements faltered for a second. “You’re mine. I’m gonna make sure you and everyone else understands it.”

“Jaehyun! Right there, ah~ feels so good!” You moaned, drool falling past your lips and onto the pillow below. He had never seen you drool during sex before, and to be honest it was the first time you’d ever done it.

The position made every thrust of his hips feel like it was done with much force. His cock entered you fully, hitting your g-spot every time. You felt completely stupid, every single thought had left your brain, all you could think about was the fast and rough thrust of his hips and how good he felt inside you.

“Look at my dumb little baby…” his hand stroked your face while his hips snapped into you faster. “What’s on your mind, princess? It looks like you are thinking very hard.” He taunted you.

It was hard to find strength in you to answer with anything else than a moan. “So good… so big inside me.” He moaned your name over and over while he kept a steady pace, but it didn’t feel enough.

“Fuck,” Jaehyun grunted before leaving the warmth of your hole, he wanted you closer. You whined, feeling empty, tears leaving your eyes as you did. “I know, baby, I know. Let me flip you over, beautiful.”

He laid you on your back and dropped his head to hide in the crook of your neck, where he kissed and sucked.

“Mmm, I love that.” You grabbed unto him, nails digging on his back, once he entered you again. His mouth made wet sounds as he sucked on your neck and his balls slapping against your ass was giving your ears a sensory overload.

“Ah- I love you so much.” You moaned and his heart beat faster.

“Yeah?” He huffed out, he was close.

“Yeah…” you whispered and he kissed your lips softly—you could feel butterflies in your stomach as he did.

“I love you more, princess.” He kept pecking your lips, a needy pout on your face as he did.

“I’m so close, baby…” you whined and his hand snuck down between your bodies to stimulate your clit.

“Let go, sweetheart. Cum for me, beautiful.” His lips engulfed yours to swallow your moans. Jaehyun’s eyes shut off as you clenched around him, your hands gripped strongly at his biceps.

“Like that, baby… hmm-“ he grunted and thrust into you harshly making you scream out.

“Jaehyun! Ah!” As if you had been holding it forever, your climax came and washed all over you. He hissed when your nails clawed on his skin, leaving red marks behind.

“Hnng, Jae-“ you tried pushing him away when he kept rocking his hips—the overstimulation was building something else up in your stomach.

“I know, baby… I’m so close, pretty girl.” His groans grew louder—deep and sexy groans that weren’t helping with your issue at hand.

You could feel your second orgasm building up, but you knew it was going to be different and he hadn’t seen this side before.

“Jae- please-“ he shushed you softly and pecked your lips before grabbing the back of your thighs and pushing them up to rest at your sides. The new angle provided him a way to enter you completely, his big dick felt so delicious rubbing against your sensitive walls and you couldn’t hold it in.

“Holy- fuck!” His went eyes wide and you screamed his name and shook beneath him.

“I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry!” You tried hiding your face with your hands when a hot gush of clear liquid squirted all over his abs, but he grabbed them quickly with one of his hands.

“Do that again.” He said darkly and dipped his head down to suck on your nipples.

“Jaehyun~” you cried and dragged on the last syllable when he resumed drilling his cock into you.

His mouth was so warm on your skin and his teeth sharp. The overstimulation had you sobbing, crying his name loudly that you were sure your friends could hear at this point.

“AH! JAEHYUN!” You screamed and squirted again, this time he groaned loudly and you could feel his cum filling your pussy.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Your boyfriend panted before removing himself from you. You were a mess, sprawled all over the mattress, red marks over your skin, teary eyes, and glistening body. “You look so pretty…” he breathed out.

“Hmm…” you whined when his lips pressed soft kisses all over your face.

“You did so well, princess.” Your sleepy eyes clenched his heart. “Was I too rough, love?”

You shook your head and pulled him in to hug you and he chuckled.

“I didn’t know you could squirt.” He said after a few seconds.

“Hmm, I only do it when I touch myself.” You said nonchalantly but his mind flooded with pictures of you touching yourself and making yourself squirt.

“Does that mean you don’t feel good when I fuck you?” He was genuinely curious, not because it hurt his ego, but because he wanted you to enjoy sex as much as he did.

“What? Of course not, baby!” You kissed his cheek. “I hold it in. The first time we had sex I almost did it when I first had you inside me. Dick too good.” He blushed at that.

“How come you hold it in?” It was outrageous! How dare you keep this from him!

“I thought it would disgust you.” You whispered. “The last guy I was with left when I did it and told me I was gross.”

“What? He must be out of his damn mind! That was the hottest thing ever. Don’t ever hold back with me, okay?” He kissed your cheek loudly, making you giggle.

“You know I didn’t mean what I said about Johnny, right?” You asked, wanting to clear that up. “I just wanted to piss you off so you could fuck me.”

“I know, love.” He chuckled and caressed your hair.

“I love you. So much.” You said and stared at him with those pretty sparkly eyes he loves.

“I love you more, princess.”

His warm, soft body felt so nice against yours—you wanted to stay in his arms, kissing him forever but you then remembered the sheets.

“We should clean up before it gets to the mattress.” He whined at your words but helped you up, holding you when your legs almost gave out.

“You good?” He smirked and you hit his arm.

“Yes, now help me put the duvet down.” Thanks to the thick duvet that you didn’t bother to remove, the mattress and sheets were dry.

“C’mon, let’s get cleaned up.” He hugged you from behind and kissed you.

“Let me get my phone to put some music.” You went to where your clothes were on the floor and bent down to grab your sweatpants, fetching your overloaded phone.

*99+ unread messages*

“Oh no…”

“What happened?” Jaehyun asked sweetly.

“I’m never leaving this room in my life!” You cried out dramatically and he grabbed your phone, scrolling down the blown-up friend group chat before laughing out loud and smacking your butt as you got in the shower.

Message from Mark

‘Can you guys hear someone screaming?’

Message from Leia

‘Yep. Mr. and Mrs. Jeong have been at it since y’all left to get ice cream.”

Message from Maria

‘Damn, is she getting murdered or something?! 😦’

Message from Johnny

‘Murdered? No. Impaled? Yes. 🤩’

Message from Jungwoo

‘Damn he’s loud as fuck too, bout to cause an earthquake with those grunts 😟’

Message from Yuta

‘Can someone tell them to shut the fuck up? I’m trying to beat some ass at UNO and I can’t concentrate 🙄’

Message from Leia

‘Did she just-‘

Message from Doyoung

‘Uhm… what was that. Did I hear that right????’

Message from Sooyoung

‘Must be nice 😪’

Message from Taeyong

‘What’s that supposed to mean???😐’

Message from Sooyoung

‘I love you bby 😚’

Message from Leia

‘AGAIN???? TWICE IN A ROW???’

Message from Taeil

‘What is going on? I just woke up…’

Message from Yuta

‘Jaehyun and _____ are getting freaky… WAY TOO FREAKY MUST I SAY!!! 🤨’

Message from Jungwoo

‘Leave them alone… they are in love 👩🏻‍❤️‍👨🏻’

Message from Jungwoo

‘Goddamn?! Three times in a row?????’

Message from Johnny

‘So she wasn’t lying when she said it was big huh’

Message from Taeil

‘WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!?? 🤢🤢🤢’

Message from Taeyong

‘She said what???’

Message from Mark

‘Taeil hyung where are u???’

Message from Johnny

‘Not y’all acting like you weren’t there when she said it.’

Message from Leia

‘I chose to ignore it 😀’

Message from Taeil

‘I’m upstairs in one of the guest rooms, I was peacefully sleeping until y’all started blowing my phone up 🙄’

Message from Haechan

‘Damn, I didn’t know ______ was freaky like that. Y’all hear all that? She’s loud as fuck!’

Message from Johnny

‘The phone woke you up and not ____’s banshee screams?’

Message from _____

‘Leave her alone!!! So what if she’s loud? Mind your own business, nosy mfs 🙄’

Message from _____

‘Not my fault she’s obsessed with this dick 🤪’

Message from Doyoung

‘Ya nasty…’

Message from Yuta

‘I am blocking ALL of you. Starting with Mr. and Mrs. Pornhub 😣”

Message from Taeil

‘I’m gonna go back to bed 🤕’

NEOYUNO 2022

#jaehyun #jaehyun smut #nct 127 smut #nct smut #jaehyun scenario #smut

[ediyoonoh]

Can We Go Back?

Bf!Jaehyun x Gf!reader; 1.4k words; taglish fic

GENRE: established relationship, angst, smut

WARNING: this fic contains smut (pwp, oral sex, and unprotecred sex) and use of foul language!

SUMMARY: You noticed how your boyfriend neglects your relationship

A/N: Hi! I’m so sorry taking so long to post another fic. Anw, I was listening Dojaejung’s album (it’s a bop) when this idea sparked in my head. This fic may contain typo and grammatical errors. Anw, I hope you enjoy reading and lemme know your thoughts!

MINORS DNI!!

MASTERLIST

Noong nakaraang linggo, ikaw at ang nobyo mong si Jaehyun ay nagkaroon ng malaking away.

“How many times do I have to explain to you that it doesn’t simply work like that?” inis niyang tanong sa’yo. Alam mong demanding ang trabaho ng lalaki kaya it’s given that you can’t really spend time together unlike other couples. Alam mo rin na mahalaga sa kaniya ang trabaho na ‘to kaya you try your best to support and understand him.

Pero recently, you felt he was distant ever since his boss announced he’s a candidate for a new promotion in their company. For weeks, you can’t help but to notice him getting home later than usual. The dinner you cooked for him left untouched, and you falling asleep on the bed that is seemingly spacious than ever.

“Pero Jaehyun, ang akin lang is I feel like I’m the only one left in this relationship. For fuck’s sake we live under the same roof but why do I feel like I live alone? Hindi ba ako makihingi ng konting oras man lang para makasama ang boyfriend ko?” naiiyak mong tanong sa kaniya.

Napansin mong nabigla siya nang nakita niya ang naluluha mong mga mata pero mas pinairal pa rin niya ang kaniyang ego. “Stop being so petty Y/N, you know ‘di lang sa’yo naikot mundo ko,” he rebutted. Ikaw naman ang nagulat ngayon sa sinabi niya, how could he?

Hindi tumigil ang sagutan niyong mag-nobyo at nagsimula na rin tumaas ang boses niyo to the point it was too much for the both of you.

“I can’t take this anymore Y/N, I’m gonna stay at Jungwoo’s for a while to clear our minds up,” mahinang sambit ng lalaki bago niya kunin ang susi ng kotse at bahay.

Noong naka-alis na siya, ‘di mo na pinigilan ang pag-hagulgol hanggang makatulog ka sa sofa.

»»————-　♡　————-««

Tatlong araw na ‘di umuuwi ang si Jaehyun sa bahay niyo.

Matutulog ka na sana nang bigla mong narinig ang pag-bukas ng pinto. Umuwi na si Jaehyun.

Hindi mo alam kung ano ang sasabihin kaya pinili mong ‘di siya pansinin at nagpatuloy na lamang pumasok sa kwarto. “Babe Y/N?” tawag sa’yo ng lalaki.

Dinedma mo siya kaya laking gulat mo nang may pumulupot na braso sa baywang mo. You stayed like that for a while until you heard him sobbing. “Jae?” hinarap mo siya at napansin mo ang namamaga niyang mga mata dahil sa pag-iyak. You were surpised because he isn’t the type of person to shed tears.

“Can we go back?” mahinang tanong niya sa’yo. “Can we go back how we used to be?”

Tuluyan ng umiyak ang lalaki sa harap hanggang sa siya ay napaluhod. “Jae baby, please stand up” you bewilderedly said. Hindi ka niya pinaringgan kaya lumuhod ka na rin at hinawakan ang pisngi niya.

“Jae baby, stop crying, hm?” hindi mo na rin maiwasan ang umiyak muli noong narinig mong humihingi siya ng tawad sa’yo, “I’m so sorry, Y/N,” he repeatedly said.

You didn’t say anything and just kissed him on the lips.

Fuck, am I making it worse? You thought because Jaehyun remained frozen when your lips met. Hihiwalay ka na sana nang binalik ng lalaki ang halik at yinakap ka pa ng mas mahigpit.

You’re making out with him with all the pent up emotions bottled inside you and he returns it with the same passion and emotions as you. “J-jae,” you moaned in the kiss.

“What is it baby?” he asks. You pushed him onto the floor and straddled him. “I miss you, Jae,” sagot mo sa kaniya habang pinupusan ang mga luha niya. “I wanna go back how we used to be as well,” dagdag mo.

Hinalikan mo muli siya at hinihimas mo rin ang kaniyang abs nang naramdaman mo ang kaniyang tumitigas na tite. You started grinding on his cock pero hinawakan muli ng nobyo mo ang iyong bawyang and made you stop your motion.

“F-fuck babe, wait hold on,” bulong niya at ikaw ang inihiga sa sahig. “Let me make up to you,” he said as he started leaving marks on your neck, and later on, his arms crawled toward the garter of your sweatpants signaling to take it off.

Sinunod mo naman ito at tuluyan ng hinubad ang pambaba mo, pati na rin ang panty mo. Hinalikan din ng lalaki ang dibdib, tiyan, at hita mo hanggang sa huminto ito sa puke mo.

“Jae, I need you please,” you begged.

Hindi na nagdalawang isip si Jaehyun at sinimulang kainin ang namamasa mong ari. He was eating you out like a starved man that made you grab his hair. Napaungol naman ang lalaki sa ginawa mo.

Pinasok na ng nobyo mo ang dalawang daliri nito na naging resulta ng mas malakas mong pag-ungol. “Tangina ang sarap, please don’t stop baby,” you moaned with his hair still on you hand. Luckily, Jaehyun showed no signs of stopping that made you hit your climax like a truck.

“I’m cumming Jae, fuck!” sigaw mo habang nanginging ang buong katawan mo.

Hinawakan ka ng lalaki to make sure na ayos ka lang, “That’s it baby, atta girl,” he whispered while caressing your hair.

Nanghihina ka pagkatapos mong labasan ngunit parang nakukulangan ka pa, lalo ng naramdaman muli ang matigas niyang tite sa hita mo. “I need you inside me, baby,” you said softly while you touched his cock through his jeans.

“Anything for my girl,” he groaned. How can he deny you when you said it with your hazy eyes staring back at him?

Noong hinubad na ni Jaehyun ang kaniyang pantalon at boxera, he quickly aligned his cock to your entrance. “I’m going in gently, tell me if it hurts,” he said before inserting his cock in you. Hinawakan mo na lamang ang braso niya dahil sa kaunting kirot na dulot ng malaki niyang tite.

Sinimulan na rin niya ang pag-bayo ng mabagal at tiningnan ang iyong mukha na sarap na sarap. “You feel so good wrapped around my cock, baby,” Jaehyun moaned. Maya-maya, binilisan na rin ng lalaki ang pag-kantot sa’yo at nakipag-momol sa’yo.

‘Di mo namalayan na humihigpit ang hawak mo sa kanyang braso dahil nararamdam mo uli ang paparating mong orgasm. “Baby I’m close,” you whimpered against his lips.

Jaehyun lowered himself onto you, “Let it go baby, I’m here…I’m not going anywhere.”

Pinulupot mo ang iyong mga hita sa kaniyang baywang and you finally felt your second orgasm coming. Jaehyun whispered sweet nothings as you ride your second orgasm and kissed your lips once again.

The man felt your walls fluttering and clenching him more during your climax that’s why he quickly came inside you. He then gradually stopped thrusting into you and removed his cock just to see your juices mixed together leaking out of you.

»»————-　♡　————-««

Pagkatapos, binuhat ka ni Jaehyun patungo sa banyo upang paliguan ka.

Tinanggal niya ang mga natitira niyong damit at pinaupo ka sa covered toilet. “Let me wash you real quick, babe,” he said as he filled the loofah with your favorite bodywash.

Pinagmamasdan mo lamang ang nobyo mo habang dahan-dahan niyang kinukuskos ang legs mo. Dahil dito naluluha ka muli kasi naisip mo muli ang nangyaring alitan sa pagitan niyong dalawa. “Shh baby, stop crying na, I’m here na oh. I’m home with you again” he said with a reassuring smile.

Tumango ka at sinimulan ng lalaki banlawan ang katawan mo. Siya na rin ang kumuha ng tuwalya at mga bagong mong damit upang punasan at bihisan ka.

You’re now cuddling in your bed while Jaehyun mindlessly draw circles on your hips. Tinignan mo siya and pecked his nose, “I’m glad we fixed us,” you said that made him smile.

“I’m not a perfect man, babe. I make mistakes but I’ll try harder to become a better man, for us. For you,” he said while stroking your cheeks. “I love you”.

“I love you too Jaehyun,” you replied back.

[FIN.]

ediyoonoh '23

#ediyoonoh #nct #nct 127 #nct x reader #nct scenarios #nct oneshot #nct imagines #nct drabbles #jaehyun #jaeyun x reader #nct smut #nct angst #jaehyun smut #jaeyun angst

[nctsworld]

GIFSETS: 148 FANFICS: 3 FOLLOWERS: 10K+ STATE OF MIND: SURPRISINGLY GREAT!

this will be a modified version of what people have been tagging me as i'm inconsistent with posting and i'm a hybrid cc.

thank you so much to @bethereforme (lia's year in review), @jjsungie (angi's year in review), @lee-minhoe (mel's year in review), @ambivartence (siyuan's year in review), and @fadedinmysong (n's year in review) for tagging me! love you all ♡

TOP GIFSETS THIS YEAR:

mark on expectations for him vs. his brother - nct 127: the lost boys ep. 1

mark + the compression sweater // mix&max choreo-record

xiaojun // nct nation: tokyo

xiaojun // i'll pick you up [the show 230704]

johnny on taeil's role in nct 127 - nct 127: the lost boys ep. 2

johnny x longines x esquire korea

doyoung in the black turtleneck for anadktfab series

mark - golden hour || favourite lyrics

j³ + glasses // dream loop: the last midnight #1

jaemin - areanahomme+ china behind

SETS THAT DESERVE MORE LOVE:

jeno x the black tank top // nct nation 2023

johnny + yangyang + jaemin from nct connection 2023 (it never showed up in the tags T_T)

mark's birthday set

best nct 127 album

quick workout with jaehyun!

that one renjun fancam for anadktfab series

NOTES ON GIFSETS THIS YEAR:

as y'all can tell, i make the most sets during my break time from work LMAO i cannot believe i've made almost 150 sets this year! during summer, i'm pretty sure i made almost 1-3 on average a day haha. as many have mentioned, it's disheartening to see the notes on the sets, but we do it cause we love to, right?

FICS THIS YEAR:

fever pitch - pro!baseball player mark

at your earliest convenience - in which haechan asks convenience store clerk!reader on a date

8:38pm - dance and college au with jisung (pwp)

NOTES ON FICS THIS YEAR:

i am so happy that fever pitch got so much love because it took me two years since beautiful mv came out to finish it. it's now officially my second most popular fic on this blog! i'm also pleased people enjoyed ayec; it was just a cute little fun fic. i really hope i continue writing the connection series and i hope to post at least one christmas fic soon! (i also have a slytherin!yangyang fic in the works too...)

LAST NOTES:

a big thank you for all of you who follow me and support me, whether it be for my gifs or stories or both! i can't believe i hit 10k followers this year - that's crazy! i know i had the celebration, but i honestly had only 2-3 requests, so it was a bit disheartening and a little embarrassing for me to want to do it TT nonetheless, i love you all! have a safe, happy holidays and i wish you the best for next year ♡

TAGGING (if you've done this already, ignore my tag + on the flipside, if you decide to do this, please see the other year in reviews i linked for a different version!):

@huangrenjuns @hyuckworld @hy-ck @neocitycafe @neoneun-au @sehunniepot @twiceland

#cee.txt #year in review #cee's 2023 year in review

[allaboutthedongs]

Cheater | Five | 18+

This is the view you'd kinda have in this chapter

☆ Pairing: Idol!Jaehyun x Female reader x Idol!Mark

☆ Genre: smut, slight angst

☆ Word count: 3.1 K

☆ Warnings: Infidelity, toxic relationship, cursing, dirty talk, shower sex, dom!jaehyun, unprotected sex, oral (m receiving), getting caught cheating twice?, a broken friendship, mentions of throwing up and being sick, pwp, filth as always.

☆ Prompt of the series: What should’ve been just a simple visit to your boyfriend, turned into a night of filthy pleasure with his friend when you both notice that you were alone at the dorm.

☆ A/n: Chapter 5 is finally here!! I'm sooo sorry it took me this long to update this series, but you know, sometimes life is not easy and I really wasn't in the mood to write, but I'm back and I hope you like it as much as I do. I'm still debating myself if giving this story a happy ending or make them suffer. Let me know what would you like best. Please leave feedback, like and reblog.

Also, it's 1:45 am and I need to sleep, so this isn’t proofread.

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Jaehyun went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, at that moment Jungwoo took the opportunity to go to his room to get his pajamas and other things he needed to spend the night in Mark's room, and that's where he found you naked in Jaehyun's bed. He was stunned to see you there, the words stuck in his throat unable to get them out. When Jaehyun returned to his room he found him standing frozen there, looking at you.

"Jungwoo, what are you doing here?" Jaehyun asked nervously and hurried to close the door.

"No, no, no... This is also my room. What is SHE doing here?" realization suddenly hit him, "Oh my God, the lewd noises from before were you both!" he said, holding his hands to his head, his face contorting in horror. 

"Woo, I can explain everything, but please keep your voice down!" You hastened to say as you covered your breasts with the sheets. 

"What are you supposed to explain? It's pretty obvious why you're naked in Jaehyun's bed. Besides, the one you owe an explanation to is Mark, not me." After a few seconds of silence while Jungwoo looked at you both with anger and disappointment, Jaehyun tried to talk.

"Jungwoo, listen. It's not wha-" 

"Shut up!" he cut him off, "I can't believe it Jaehyun. It's Y/N, your friend's girlfriend!" he said pointing at you frantically as if Jaehyun was an idiot and hadn't really realized who you were. "How could you do this to Mark? And you..." he turned to look at you, "you're going to break his heart into a million pieces, Y/N."

"I know it and for that very reason, please, please, please don't say anything to Mark, let me be the one to tell him at the right time." you begged.

"Right time? Tell me Y/N, when is the right time to tell your boyfriend that you had sex with his friend/bandmate in the next room when he was seriously injured?" if looks could kill, by that time you would be dead, "and you, Jaehyun, do you realize all the consequences this could bring, not only to you and Mark but to all the members? No, I bet you don't because you clearly think with your cock, not your brain. You're both scum and I don't want to be part of this, so don't even think I'm going to keep it a secret."

"I swear we're gonna talk to him once he's feeling better, but please don't say anything to him, at least not now. I know we have no right to ask you such a thing or get you involved into this, but we really need you to keep this a secret." Jaehyun said, reaching out to his friend, who rejected him.

"Alright, I'm not going to say anything to Mark, not for your sake, but for his. An emotional blow this strong right now would destroy him completely. He has had enough," said, sighing heavily. "and I don't want to know you're still here tomorrow morning, Y/N." He stated just before leaving and slamming the bedroom door.

"Can't believe what just happened," Jeahyun said, dropping down on his bed next to you, hands on his face covering his eyes in embarrassment.

"What are we going to do?! If Jungwoo says something, we're screwed, Jaehyun!" you started to panic, "This could be the end of your friendship with all the guys, of the group... of everything!" 

"Hey, look at me! Calm down Y/N, we're going to be okay," he said as he took your cheeks in his hands and kissed your forehead, "I'm sure Jungwoo as angry as he is, isn't going to say anything, at least not for now. In the meantime, you and I will figure out the best way to solve all this, you'll see. We still have time."

"I hope so!" You blew up a sigh, choosing to believe in Jaehyun.

It had been weeks since you were discovered by Jungwoo and he'd kept his promise not to say anything to Mark but was finding it extremely difficult to hide his hatred for Jaehyun, especially when they had practice or performance together, so the other guys were starting to notice that something was going on between them, but of course, no one suspected it was something related to you or so.

Every time he saw Mark talk to Jaehyun and call him a friend, his stomach churned with disgust and anger. He couldn't believe how it was possible that after what Jaehyun had done to Mark, he still had the nerve to look him in the eye, smile at him, and treat him as if nothing had ever happened. 

Repugnance, disgust, and hate were exactly what Jungwoo felt for both of you, but so much more for Jaehyun.

"I think she's seeing someone else," Mark said out of the blue, trying to sit on the couch. 

Johnny went to Mark's dorm to spend the evening with him since the other guys had scheduled all day long, so Mark took the opportunity of the two of them being alone to share something that had been on his mind for a while but he didn't really feel comfortable to talk about it with anyone other than Johnny.

"Again, Mark?" Johnny asked, looking up from his cell phone and helping his friend, "Seriously, what's making you think that?" 

"I don't know, I can just sense it, man." 

"So, she hasn't actually done anything to make you think she's cheating on you, it's just something you feel?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Okay, I know it sounds stupid, but it's something you know...I've been thinking about for a while now." 

"I think being stuck here in the dorm for so long is messing with your mind. You need to focus on your recovery, not on thinking nonsenses," he laughed in amusement.

"I'm serious Johnny, while she hasn't given me any real reason to be suspicious, the truth is that she' been behaving differently."

"Explain yourself,"

"She used to always call or text me to say hi or ask when we could meet and when I would tell her that I couldn't, she would get upset or sad, but a few weeks before the accident she stopped looking for me, and when I would call her and ask to hang out, then she would always tell me that she was too busy with work, tired or would go out of town to visit her family, I noticed that she didn't care anymore whether to meet me or not, she seemed to have lost interest in me," 

"Okay, I see... have you thought that maybe, she understood that your life as an idol is very busy and just stopped waiting for you to be available to her and decided to focus on her own interests? Besides, as far as I know, she's been very attentive to you since you were discharged from the hospital and went back to the dorm. She comes to visit you very often, doesn't she?"

"Yes, but although she is very kind to me and helps me in any way she can, I can feel the atmosphere a little uncomfortable. I don't know how to describe it, but it's just not the same anymore," he said, looking down at his feet, ashamed. "it doesn't feel like my girlfriend is visiting me but a nurse or just a friend, if you know what I mean," 

"I'm not sure..."

"She hardly ever kisses me anymore and when she does, it's just a quick little peck, let alone something else," he blushed a bit.

"You mean sex?"

"Mmm, yeah. Too much information, I know. Sorry." the blush in his cheeks intensified.

Johnny chuckled, "Take it easy Mark, you're recovering from a pretty bad accident, it's logical that not much will happen between you since you're still a little hurt. I mean, you even still need some help to move!"

"I know, I know and I don't want to sound paranoid but-" 

Johnny laughed again, "Well, I'm sorry but you already do, dude,"

"No, really. I feel like she still loves me but maybe as a friend, not as her boyfriend anymore. You can feel the atmosphere of awkwardness when I try to make a move on her and at the same time, I see like a special gleam in her eyes, a gleam I've never seen in her before and I know deep down that it's not because of me, it's something else," 

"Normally I would tell you to always follow your intuition, but Mark, Y/N has been my friend for many years, I can tell that I know her very well and I know she's been in love with you from the moment I introduced you guys." 

"Well, maybe she has changed her mind," he shrugged.

"I can assure you that's not the case, but if it makes you feel a little more at ease, I can take her out to lunch one of these days and see if I manage to find out something, I just need to match our schedules." 

"You'd really do that for me?" Mark asked with wide eyes.

"Yeah, well... it's not like I'm going to ask her directly, but I'll be able to observe her well and as I've told you, I've known her for a long time, if there's anything weird, believe me I'll notice it right away,"

"Thanks, mate. I'm really sorry for dragging you into this, but I don't know what else I could do since she never tells me anything."

"You're welcome, that's what friends are for. And now, cheer up! You need to get back on your feet and in no time you'll be back to rehearsing and performing with all of us." Johnny said, patting his shoulder to comfort him.

You had not planned for Jaehyun to stay at your place, but it seemed that you had eaten some spoiled food or something last night and felt quite bad, so he sat on the floor next to you, pulling your hair up and rubbing your back while you emptied it all in the toilet. Then, he carried you to your bedroom, helped you to change your clothes, and stayed the night taking care of you.

The next morning you woke up with the sun's rays on your face, feeling Jaehyun's arms around you as you tried to move.

"Good morning," Jaehyun said softly, kissing your shoulder and stroking your hair. His touch brought you back to reality, and you smiled when you saw him.

"Hey, morning," you say quietly, stroking his face.

"How are you feeling? Did you sleep well?" he asked, looking at you worriedly.

“I feel very good and yeah, I slept well. You?” You slept better than well. Jaehyun spooned you all night, keeping your body nice and warm. You felt absolutely refreshed, having not even woken up once during the night. 

“Awesome,” Jaehyun responded smiling widely, his cute dimples appearing on his face. 

“Do you have anywhere to be today, or do you wanna stick around for a bit?” You rubbed your eyes groggily as you sat up straight.

"I have to go to the company, but there's no rush, I can head out after breakfast.” He said, pulling himself from the warm comfort of your bed.

"Great, I'm so hungry but I better take a shower first, you’re welcome to join me, if not then go get breakfast ready." You offered, disappearing into the bathroom, and before you could even start to run the shower, you saw Jaehyun desperately taking his clothes off. You couldn't help but laugh at his eagerness.

You loved bathing and taking showers with Jaehyun. Watching him wet and naked always lit a fire in your core in an inexplicable way, and today was no exception. You watched the water running down his delicious toned body, and roll down the curves of his ass, the muscles on his back flexing as he washed his face and hair.

“So, are you just gonna watch me shower or what?" He chuckled, amused.

"I can't help but enjoy the view," You said with a cocky side smile.

Jaehyun kissed you gently on the lips first, and then he started to kiss down your jawline towards your neck. Water dripping down your chest making your nipples erect. You let out a soft moan as he bit down on your skin, sucking on it gently while swirling his tongue on that sweet spot in the crook of your neck. 

Your hands started to roam his firm torso, feeling his muscles. You wanted to give his body the proper attention it deserved, so you kept running your fingertips down his solid chest until they brushed over the ridges of his abs. You licked your lips, eager to run your tongue over the skin there. 

He had just the lightest happy trail leading you right to your favorite part of his body. Your eyes traveled back up his body until you locked eyes with him, where you found him staring at you hungrily. 

“Jae, can I…?” You asked, blinking innocently bitting your lower lip.

His eyes widened ever so slightly. “Yes! God, yes, please. But wait, are you sure you're no longer nauseous?” 

"I'm perfectly fine, babe." You pushed him back and dropped to your knees, tipping your chin up to maintain eye contact. 

Jaehyun inhaled sharply as he felt your fingers wrapping around his shaft. Your eyes stayed on him as you leaned forward, sticking your tongue out flat as you ran it up the underside of his dick. Though he didn’t make a noise, you noticed the way his eyelashes fluttered and his gaze darkened. 

You placed wet kisses at the tip of his cock before you began to take him slowly into your mouth. You wanted him to feel every inch of your mouth as it surrounded him, desperate to break his steady demeanor. 

One of his hands came to the side of your face to brush your hair away, his thumb stroking your cheek lovingly.

"You love sucking my cock, don't you?" 

You batted your eyelashes up at him, your mouth still wrapped around his dick. You weren’t quite ready to pull away, so you just nodded your head, careful not to let any bit of his cock slip out. The way Jaehyun smirked back down at you sent warmth straight between your cunt, causing you to squeeze your knees together from where you knelt on the floor. 

Yeah, you were absolutely loving this. Something about having this power over Jaehyun, even as he stared down at you with such a domineering gaze, turned you on beyond words. You let him set the pace with his hand at the back of your head. He was gentle with you, but you knew he was holding back.

“You’re doing so well, baby,” he told you, his hand coming to join the other at the back of your head, stroking your hair softly. 

Encouraged by his praise, you attempted to take just one extra inch inside your mouth on your next downstroke.

“Oh, fuck,” he moaned, just as he slipped past the resistance of your gag reflex and you dug your nails into his tighs.

When you opened your eyes to look up at him, you were awfully pleased to see his head thrown back, and his face screwed up in pleasure, so you continued taking more and more of his dick even though your jaw ached and your throat was becoming sore. It was all worth it for the moans and groans you were pulling out of him. 

“Oh, oh shit!“ Jaehyun suddenly said, his hands tugging harshly on your hair to pull your mouth off of him. “Fuck, I’m sorry, I just need you to stop.”

Standing from the floor, you wiped your mouth and chin with the back of your hand. Jaehyun didn’t waste much time and reached down to your legs lifting them around his waist, pressing you against the cold shower walls. You wrapped your arms around him, pulling him for a kiss. 

“I wonder how wet you really are…” he said reaching down your cunt and spreading your folds with his fingers. He gently teased you as he felt you squirm under his touch. “Ready?” He asked.

“Mhm,” you responded. 

As he sank into you, you both let out sighs of pleasure. Jaehyun set a fast pace inside of you that had you moaning every time he bottomed out. He was also muttering words of praise, but you could barely focus on anything besides the way he was pushing into your g-spot. 

You moaned his name, louder and louder as he picked up his pace even more.

"Are you close?” he asked, leaning forward to press his forehead into yours. “God, how are you so tight?” 

You nodded. “I-I’m so close, Jae. Please, please, don’t stop.” Somewhere, in the back of your head, you knew you were being too loud, there was no way there wouldn’t be a noise complaint called into your landlord, but you couldn't help, Jaehyun was driving into you at a consistently breathtaking pace. All you could think about was the delicious way he felt inside of you. 

You were almost seeing stars, the heat in your belly was ready to spread flames and engulf your entire body, but suddenly a loud bang on the door startled the two of you. 

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!" 

Mark was standing in the doorframe with a bouquet of flowers in his hand, staring at the scene with a blank stare, as if he couldn't believe what his eyes were witnessing at that moment.

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pyramids ✿ (project x inspired oneshot)

recognize ❀ (stripper!jeno au)

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Happy Birthday, Princess!

Pairing: Johnny x F Reader x Jaehyun (M/F, M/M, M/F/M)

Genre: One Shot, AU - Non-Idol, PWP - Complete Smut (tho if you read between the lines there are hints to more heh)

Summary: Johnny treats his Princess on her birthday

Word count: 6.2k

Rating/Warnings: Mature/Not Beta Read, Explicit Sexual Content: Dom/Sub elements, Daddy/Princess & Daddy/Pet Role Play, Switch!Jaehyun, Collaring, Blow Jobs, Cunnilingus, Rimming, Anal Play, Anal and Vaginal Fingering, Impact Play, Overstimulation, Squirting, Double Penetration in 2 Holes, Multiple Orgasms, Cum Play, Rough Sex, Cum Shot

Minors DNI! 18+ ONLY

Author’s Note:

First: Part 1 of my Neohub Kinktober Event!!! I'm excited for this to be my first fic for this event! My own personal Kinktober List** will have a couple fics that won't be a part of the Neohub event, so check out my list if you're curious for what's to come in October!

Second: This was requested!!! Nonny OP Please forgive me for taking so long to fulfill this request!! 😭 🙏 Thank you for your patience. I hope this fulfills your fantasies! Johnny and Jaehyun have a great dynamic that makes their smut so hot!

Apologies in advance for any mistakes! 💚

Happy Halloween! Enjoy this awesome holiday! 🧡🖤🧡🖤🧡

Please let me know of any technical errors or if you have feedback/questions

    “OK, Princess, open your eyes!”

    Blinking, her eyes adjusted to the bright sunlight in the living room. Golden streaks of the setting sun lit up the glass surface of the coffee table. Before her was a bubble gum pink box.

    Johnny sat to her left. One hand resting on his knee, stroking his silk pants. Steady eyes with his beautiful face staring affectionately at her.

    “Happy birthday!” he exclaimed, perfect set of teeth shining with his handsome smile. “Come on, Princess. Open your present! I had it custom made.”

    “Oh, Daddy, thank you!” she said, grabbing the silk covered box.

    Johnny always provided her with the most luxurious gifts in the world. Nothing but the best for his Princess. The rectangular box seemed big enough for a necklace.

    Or maybe a pair of handcuffs?

    Untying the silk ribbon, she let it fall to the floor as she pulled off the lid. A soft gasp parted her lips.

    “It’s so pretty.”

    Inside was a thick pink leather collar. On one end was a metal loop; attached to it was a metal chain leash, matching pink leather handle at the end. Diamonds encrusted along the choker strap spelled out, “Princess” in neat cursive font.

    “Do you want to put it on?” He held his hand out to her, palm up.

    “Yes, thank you Daddy.” Scooping the ends of her pigtails into a loose bun at the crown of her head, she turned her back to him. “I’ve been wanting a collar for months now, Daddy. Am I going to be your Kitty tonight?”

    “No, Princess, this collar is for me. To make sure you don’t go wandering off too much tonight.”

    “Are you taking me out for dinner?” She’d worn a remote controlled vibrator to dinner the last time he bought her a gift. “I loved that Peruvian bistro we visited last month.”

    “I’ll take you back another day. I have an extra present for you, Princess. Today marks our 2 Year Anniversary, too.”

    The doorbell rang. Johnny grinned, hand patting her knee before getting up. Her eyes followed his long legs in his well fitted silk pants.

    She wanted him naked as her eyes focused on the lines of his pecs and abs peeking through the unbuttoned silk blazer. Teasing her with a glimpse at his perfect body.

    “Hey, did you have a hard time finding the place?”

    “Not at all.” The guest was a man, his voice smooth and clear. “Where’s your birthday girl?”

    “Princess,” Johnny called, turning his head around, “come say hi to my special friend.”

    Placing the empty gift box onto the coffee table, she joined them, chain to her collar in her left hand. Johnny was shutting the door as she stood face to face with a very handsome man, almost as tall as her Daddy.

    His milky skin glowed, making his peachy pink lips pop out, contrasting his dark brown eyes. His chiseled jaw and high cheekbones just made his perfectly symmetrical face all the more difficult to look away from. She wanted to reach out and caress every smooth inch of his handsome face.

    “Princess, this is my friend - a brother of mine - Jaehyun,” Johnny said, standing behind her, taking the metal chain leash from her hand. He placed his free hand on her hip. “He’s your birthday treat, baby. Do you like your second Daddy for the night? Jae, want to wish our Princess a happy birthday?”

    Fire injected into her veins, eyes locked with the new man. Jaehyun bit his bottom lip, smile appearing with flushed cheeks.

    “What a cutie you are.” Jaehyun’s fingers reached out to touch the hem of her dress at the front of her thighs. “Happy birthday, Princess. Johnny and I wanted to give you a super special birthday party tonight. You’ve got soft thighs, Princess. Daddy Jae likes that.”

    “What do you say, Princess?” Johnny said behind her, forcing her neck and head to jolt backwards as he tugged on the chain. She took a step backwards, away from Jaehyun.

    “Thank you, Daddy,” she said, eyes remaining locked with Jaehyun. Her chest ached in a way that made her stomach flutter too. She would have remembered someone as handsome as Jaehyun…his dark eyes consuming her was familiar because of Johnny. A glance was enough to let her know that he wanted her, always. “I’ve been asking Daddy Johnny for a second Daddy for weeks.” She turned to Johnny and threw her arms around his waist. Eyes shut, deep inhale of his soothing musk. Her shoulders relaxed, heartbeat slowing. “Thank you, Daddy. You spoil me so much.”

    “Thank me by showing Daddy Jae a good time, Princess.” His free hand reached behind her, unzipping her dress. “Let him unwrap you. You’re his special little present tonight.”

    Taking Jaehyun’s hand, she led him up the stairs, Johnny behind them, connected to her still with the chain to her collar. Johnny and Jaehyun sang “Happy Birthday” on their walk to their bedroom, delighting her with the focused attention. Up past Johnny’s newest Monet painting; a gift to himself for spoiling her.

    The laughs and clapping slowly dissipated as they entered the master bed. Hands on her hips, Jaehyun positioned her front to face the foot of the bed as he stood behind her. Goosebumps scattered up her spine when she felt his fingertips push her lacy dress off her shoulders, heat gliding right up against her bare skin.

    “What’s this, Princess?”

    Heat surged up her ass, licking over towards her clitoris. A twinge at her abdomen created goosebumps up to her chest.

    Jaehyun's thumb pressed against the giant diamond encrusted buttplug seated at her asshole. Her walls shook, muscles squeezing the stretcher Johnny inserted earlier.

    “That was this morning’s present.” She moaned as Jaehyun palmed her tits over her lacy bra, her ass slamming against his front. A sharp pressure twisted into her guts. “Daddy spoils me so much.”

    “Nothing but the best for my Princess.”

    Johnny stood beside them, right hand touching her chin. He bent down and kissed her as Jaehyun’s hand wrapped around her throat, fingers stroking her skin.

    She whined onto Johnny’s tongue as Jaehyun’s hold tightened, wrist jerking her head up to shove her face harder against Johnny. Hand massaging his jaw, Johnny broke the kiss as his eyes darted up to Jaehyun before focusing back on her.

    “Get on the bed, Princess,” Jaehyun said, releasing her. “Lie down. I want to explore your beautiful body. Treat every inch of that perfect body with my kisses.”

    “Not yet.” Johnny tugged on the chain, making her turn to look at him. He released the chain before unhooking her bra and pulling it off her shoulders. Swiftly, his thumbs tugged her cotton pink thong down her legs. “Don’t act up too much, Princess. I have to share you, and you know how I feel about sharing. You’re precious, baby.”

    The heat in her chest boiled angrily, her nipples ached. She sat down on the bed, nodding, eyes focused on Jaehyun.

    His left eyebrow ticked upwards for a second as he pulled his jeans and boxers off. Her chest ached, a giggle and smile appearing. A feeling she almost recognized overcame her for a moment, tears welling her eyes.

    Deep inhale of breath, hand cupping her breast, she focused on the heat growng in her cunt. Jaehyun’s body was chiseled, curves perfectly shaping his abs and pecs. Slim waist with barely a blemish on his milky smooth body.

    She laid down on her back, letting Jaehyun stand between her legs. Heat pricked her cheeks with his focus fixated on her. Her body shook with her heart ramming furiously against her chest.

    His dark eyes slowly drifted down her body, flicking back and forth as they landed on the heat between her legs. Tongue licking his pillowy lips, a grin appeared, dimple in his left cheek deepening.

    “Such a beautiful body.” Cool, smooth voice sending chills down her spine. His giant palms gliding up her thighs to her sides, moving up to cup her breasts. “Daddy Jaehyun wants to kiss you from head to toe, Princess. Celebrate the most lovely, gorgeous girl I’ve ever laid eyes on. For your Special Day.”

    “Daddy?” She tilted her head up, eyes searching for Johnny. He was seated beside her, right leg crossed over his left, patiently watching Jaehyun massage her body. His angular cheeks sharp as his face remained passive. “Is it OK for D-daddy Jae to kiss me?”

    “It’s your Special Day, Princess.” Fingers from his free hand tucked her loose tendrils behind her ear. “I’ll let you decide if Daddy Jae can kiss you from your head to your toes. Do you want that, Princess?”     “Yes Daddy!” Her chest heaved as she breathed out her excited response.

    Eyes shut, she felt Jaehyun’s body over hers. Skin silky soft. Body heavy and firm. Lips floral, burning hers up.

    She whimpered as his tongue pushed against her lips. The pressure of her stretcher intensified as Jaehyun’s hips rocked back and forth over her. Her whole body singed like the flames of a lighter licking over an old, fuzzy dryer sheet.

    Instant. Fast. A flash of thrilling violence all over.

    Wet kisses landed on her neck. Peppered across her chest. Warmed the valley of her chest.

    Her skin tingled as his fingers slid down her arms. Caressed her breasts as his tongue licked the sweat off her belly.

    “You’re so sweet, Princess.” Jaehyun’s tongue flicked across the patch of pubes over her slit. “Daddy’s going to eat this slick, wet pussy-” two fingers slid down over her folds before he grasped the end of the buttplug, stretcher feeling loose with her slick dripping down the curve of her ass “-and feel how tight this little hole is.”

    Red stars burst against her eyelids as she shut them tight, feeling the buttplug pull out of her. The discomforting pressure tickling her asshole and nerves all day was gone, sending goosebumps up her body. Her nipples ached.

    A wet, fleshy pressure was gliding over her clit. She cried out, fingers grasping onto the duvet. Jaehyun sucked on her hot bud.

    “D-daddy Jae!” The pointed tip of his tongue licked down her slit, tickling the sensitive perineum between her pussy and asshole before it torturously flicked her puckered hole. His tongue circled around her wet rim before he sucked hard, raspy hum reverberating into her. She squeaked out a weak pant. “Daddy!”

    “You like your asshole being eaten like that, Princess?” Johnny traced a delicate touch over her left nipple, pad of his index finger barely brushing her skin. “I know what my Princess likes.”

    With such sugary sweetness in his tone, her ears ached like a rotting tooth coming into contact with honey as he cooed out, "My precious Princess."

    She looked up at him, his eyes drifting from the hardened brown nub he was twisting between his thumb and index finger and then down to watch Jaehyun devour her ass and pussy.

    “Can you speak?” A delicate grin as his eyes drank in the sight before him.

    “Yes, Daddy.”

    They locked eyes. He wet his lips. Jaehyun’s thumbs pulled her folds apart, tongue pressing right up against her sensitive clit, lapping up and down as his moan started out low. She bit her bottom lip, trying not to howl at every good sensation Jaehyun gave to her body. 

    He was whimpering. Groaning high, sweet notes into her. Her cunt and stomach shook with the vibrations of his sweet mewls. Her slick was pooling out, mixing with his spit.

    The tip of one finger pushed against her rim. Her asshole quivered, nerves thrashing deep inside her walls.

    Johnny’s fingers twisted both of her nipples, making her shut her eyes. Fire surged down her chest and up her stomach, colliding at the coil deep within her cunt. It was tightening at lightning speed, snapping her mind blank.

    “Daddy!”

    Jaehyun laid his palm flat over her stomach, attempting to still her shaking body. His finger curled up against her asshole as his tongue lapped up her clit and labia, head bobbing furiously.

    The blend of pain and pleasure everywhere was too much. Her mind’s single focus was the tight coil’s pressure shooting straight to her clit.

    The release exploded out of her cunt, hips thrashing wildly against Jaehyun's hold. She managed to whimper out a whine as she was incapable of holding in the fluids gushing out of her.

    Wetness was everywhere. Her butt was soaked, feeling the damp duvet under her. Slit and thighs moist with droplets of her slick. Sweat was trickling out of every pore on her body.

    Johnny’s lips a calming touch as he kissed her lips. Instantly, he kissed and licked the sweat off her temples and neck. His gentle hum reverberated down her sinuses.

    “What do you say to Daddy Jae for making you squirt?”

    “T-t-thank you f-for the b-birthday present D-daddy!”

    Jaehyun’s middle finger was inside of her pussy. She mewled, eyes shut tight. He pushed in and pulled out. Thumb circled her clit as his finger continued to pump in and out of her.

    He kissed the inside of her thighs. As much as she wanted to open her eyes and watch Jaehyun finger fuck her, her body refused. Eyes muscles constricted as he played with her cunt.

    Continually, he burned her up, just like the flame of a lighter against the used up dryer sheet. Over and and over with his tongue and fingers. Quick flashes of thrilling violence.

    “Daddy-daddy, daddy-y-yes-d-daddy-yes.”

    “That’s enough.” Johnny’s hand clamped over her mouth. A sharp pain dug at the nape of her neck. Johnny let go of the chain, much to her neck's relief. The collar was hot, slipping against her sweat drenched neck. “Didn’t I tell you not to act up too much?”

    A cold shiver hit her chest. Her body numbed. Tears welled at the corners of her eyes. Seeing his eyebrows stitched together, lips pressed tight as his hand remained over her mouth had her body ice up in shame.

    “I’m sorry Daddy.” She sat up the moment Johnny released her. She disentangled from Jaehyun’s arms curled around her legs to stand on her knees. Wrapping her arms around Johnny’s neck she kissed his cheek. “Daddy, I’m so sorry. Let me love you. Let me give you a titty fuck. Can I suck on your balls, Daddy? Cum on my face to remind me I’m yours?”

    His arm was around her waist, pulling her body against his. A loud smack hit her ears before she felt the sting of Johnny’s palm on her ass. Eyebrows scrunched up, she moaned as she refused to break eye contact

    “You didn’t need to let Daddy Jae know just how much you enjoyed his kisses. Who’s your Daddy?” Her ass burned like she’d slid down a metal slide as he smacked her again. And again. Third slap so forceful her hips jerked painfully against him. The skin of her ass was hot and aching. “Hm? Who’s your Daddy, Princess?”

    “You are, Daddy.” She kissed him, whimpering against his lips as his fingers kneaded her stinging ass. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders, mouth pressed against his collarbone as she felt his thumb circle around the entrance to her asshole. “Daddy.”

    “So wet and loose, Princess.” He pushed in, one knuckle sinking in with ease. She shook, trying not to move as the uncomfortably pleasant pressure tickling her all day returned. “Your ass is mine tonight, understand?”

    He pushed in deeper, mouth hanging open with hers as she inhaled deeply. The reassuring smile with his head nod, letting her know Daddy Johnny was proud of his Princess. The pressure was riding up deep inside of her, the coil at her core tightening.

    “For now, Princess, what do you want Daddy Jae to do?”

    “D-daddy Jae,” - she stopped to whimper as Johnny pulled his thumb out of her ass, the titillating pressure gone - “will you please keep kissing me here?”

    Her fingers brushed over her curly pubes.

    “Lie down on the bed, Princess.” Johnny left her side as she laid down flat on her back. Jaehyun was on his knees between her legs, fingers massaging the inside of her pliable thighs. “Such a tasty pussy, Princess.” He moaned as he licked up her slit. His tongue flicked against her asshole and taint, causing her hips to shake. “Even your tight asshole is a little sweet.”

    Their moans joined the lewd squelches of Jaehyun assaulting her cunt. Tongue sliding all over her labia as his thumb glided over the rim of her asshole. Blinking away the tears forming at the corners of her eyes, she focused on Johnny taking his clothes off, eyes staring at Jaehyun’s naked body with hers.

    “Daddy.”

    She licked her lips as Johnny kicked his boxers away, large hand stroking his hardened rod. Her eyes focused on the heavenly thick cock, precum spilling out as his thumb rubbed his slit. His free hand reached out and massaged Jaehyun’s ass. The coil deep within twisted painfully as she watched Johnny’s hand dip between Jaehyun’s legs, out of her line of sight. Jaehyun whimpered into her.

    “Daddy,” her voice trembled, mind frenzied with the motions of Jaehyun’s tongue on her, “are you playing with Daddy Jae?”

    “Do you want to see it, Princess?” Johnny’s gaze met hers, his mouth curving up into a smile. The sounds of his wet strokes quickened, making Jaehyun shake the bed with his bucking hips. Hands on her thighs Jaehyun stilled as he moaned sweetly onto her clit. “Yeah, Jae, you like this? Let’s see if your flat ass tastes as sweet.”

    Johnny’s face disappeared behind Jaehyun’s ass, though she saw his forehead bob up and down. The high pitched whimpers Jaehyun pushed into her shook her insides.

    His tongue wiggled inside of her cunt, making her grab his wet tresses. Her moans joined the lewd noises Johnny was making as he ate Jaehyun’s ass.

    Jaehyun’s uneven breathing affected the suction of his lips on her clit. She whined as the heat’s intensity lessened. Jaehyun’s fingers stilled. He threw his head up and moaned.

    “Johnny! Daddy-fuck!”

    She moaned with Jaehyun, fingers grasping his. Their fingers intertwined over her thighs. Jaehyun gave out a weak moan.

    “There’s my little pet.” Johnny chuckled sweetly, head raising over Jaehyun's pale body. One hand stroked up over Jaehyun’s ass. Jaehyun gave a weak whimper, hips bucking. Face turning over his shoulder to look at Johnny. “Like how Daddy’s playing with your tight little hole? Miss how good I treat you?”

    “Yes,” Jaehyun breathed out softly. She wanted to sit up and kiss Jaehyun, consume the moan Johnny had gotten out of him. “Daddy, I like your finger right there.”

    She bit her bottom lip, chest feeling heavy as she watched Johnny’s eyes fixed on whatever he was doing to Jaehyun’s ass. He smirked whenever Jaehyun moaned or shook against her body.

    Wasn’t this supposed to be about her?

    “Daddy,” she called out, voice whining, “I can’t see anything. Can I-”

    “Do you want a better view of your Daddies playing with each other, Princess?” Johnny looked up, making eye contact with her. “Come, here Jae. Show time for our Princess.”

    “Princess,” Jaehyun was getting up, hand grabbing her wrist, “play with yourself to let us know how much you like our show.”

    She whimpered as she pressed two fingers over her clit and rubbed it in a circular motion, following the direction from Jaehyun’s hold.

    “Look at that fine ass body.” Johnny grabbed Jaehyun’s wrist, tugging it away from her. “Princess, keep playing with your precious little pussy. Are you ready for the show?”

    They stood at the foot of the bed, facing each other. Johnny released Jaehyun’s wrist, fingers drifting to glide down the pubes of Jaehyun’s happy trail. Gasping, Jaehyun shut his eyes, thrusting his hips forward with his hands on his hips. Johnny’s large hand was encircled around Jaehyun’s reddening shaft.

    Jaehyun touched Johnny’s neck, pulling him in for a kiss. They were quiet as Jaehyun caressed a hand over Johnny’s thick eight pack abs, tongues pushing into each other’s mouths. Jaehyun breathed loudly through his mouth as Johnny kissed his thick, smooth neck. 

    “Yes, Daddy.” She exhaled out a whiny moan as she slid her middle finger against her clit, trying to match Johnny’s jerks on Jaehyun’s cock. “So fucking sexy, Daddy.”

    “Do you hear that, hm?” Johnny’s hand grasped onto Jaehyun’s hip and pushed him to face the bed, his back against Johnny’s front. Hand pumping down Jaehyun’s veiny length, Johnny kissed his shoulder as he made eye contact with her. “Our Princess likes this, Jae. Do you like it?” Jaehyun’s high pitched moan rang against the walls as he thrust forward, eyes shut tight. His pants became shorter, erratic. “Sounds like a yes. What do you think, Princess?”

    “Yes, Daddy.” She pushed her middle finger into her cunt, knees pressed together, right arm clamped between her plump thighs. Moaning, her free hand shot to grab her left breast. Fingers rubbing the engorged brown bud her two Daddies had played with to hypersensitivity. Nerves in her clit danced wildly. “Daddy Jae likes it.”

    “I do,” Jaehyun rasped out. His hands grabbed Johnny’s arms. “I-I’m going to-”

    “Don’t you fucking dare!” Johnny let go of Jaehyun’s cock, getting a small sprinkling of precum to dribble out at the tip. “You need to cum inside our Princess. It’s her birthday, and it’s what she wants.”

    “Yes, Daddy.”

    One hand at his throat, Johnny pulled Jaehyun up against his chest.

    “I think Daddy Jae needs to suck my dick for not returning the fucking favor.” He let go of Jaehyun’s leaking cock, slapped it - getting a grunt from Jaehyun - and pushed Jaehyun to his knees. “Suck Daddy’s cock, selfish slut. Utter amateur shit to cum from a fucking handjob like that.”

    Wordlessly, on his knees, profile facing the Birthday Girl, Jaehyun looked up at Johnny and fisted his thick, lengthy rod. One hand holding Jaehyun’s shoulder, Johnny shut his eyes and hissed. Teeth bared, eyebrows furrowed.

    She opened her legs and circled her middle finger over her clit with the slick she’d captured from her cunt. The sight of the two handsome men connected - pleasured moans colliding into a sweet melody in her ears - she moaned as her body’s rising heat distracted her focus. Chest and face burning up, head fuzzy from heat.

    Jaehyun hummed, low and slow, thin lips blending in with Johnny’s reddened length. Pulling back, he slurped up against the smooth mushroom domed tip. Before he could go back down, Johnny pushed him away.

    She yelped as she slid across the bed, left ankle in Johnny’s hold. Heat shot up from her pussy to her chest. Her sinuses singed as Johnny’s palm landed on her wet slit

    “Didn’t I teach you how to play with your pussy, brat?”

    Biting onto the knuckle of her middle finger, she muffled the moans that Johnny was forcing out with his fingers. Middle and ring finger thrusting hard into her cunt, he was relentless as he went in deeper. Fingers curling in, thumb rubbing her clit. Her cunt squelched with his rough pumps, unleashing thick spurts of her slick between her thighs.

    “Daddy didn’t teach you to be lazy, Princess. Put in” -his index finger joined the next push- “some” -her fluids flowed out over his fingers- “fucking effort” -she mewled- “lazy brat.”

    Thoughts shredded to dust, her whole body was ablaze as Johnny rutted furiously. Thumb flicking her clit with his pumps, he laughed as her bladder shook from the hard squeeze. Fluids flooded out of her, flying into the air before splattering and soaking into the bedsheets. She mewled, hips bucking, toes curled.

    “Fuck, Princess, you look like you’ve just gone to the waterpark.” Johnny’s fingers were gone. Holding them up in the air, Johnny tilted the tips of his coated fingers down toward her body. Her face flared as her slick dribbled down onto her stomach and over her left thigh. “Aren’t you a lucky Birthday Girl? You’ve cummed twice. Come thank Daddy.”

    Hands hooked under her armpits, Johnny pulled her to his side as he sat against the headboard. She whined lazily as her head rested on his stomach, ear pressed against his sweaty abs.

    Nipples tingling, she dragged her hand over his damp leg. Her fingertips dipped into the valleys of his muscles. Pussy walls throbbing as she admired his mountainous thighs.

    She hummed softly with closed lips as her fingers grazed over the shaft of his gorgeous cock. Pink and smooth. So thick that she struggled to keep a steady grip as she stroked him. His hand touched the top of her head as she opened her mouth and pushed the tip in.

    His silence encouraged her to push in more with every head bob in and hand stroke down. Suck in harder. Moan more. And louder. Twist her wrist so her fingers were massaging his balls. He rewarded her with a soft approving hum.

    Encouraged - his short “Mmm” rang like angels singing up above in heaven - she lifted his cock to hold against his stomach. Swirling her tongue over his wet, salty nut, she shut her eyes to savor a short sigh from Johnny.

    Hand pressing his cock against his belly, the pointed tip of her tongue glided up the smooth, fleshy center parting of his balls.

    Soft hiss against his teeth.

    She sucked in his right nut. Licked it before sucking it again.

    “What are you doing, Jae? Stop touching yourself and prepare our Princess for the main event.”

    Johnny had both hands on her head, thumbs stroking the top tenderly. Mouth shut he gave a hum. Strokes at her head stilled.

    His fingers pushed down and he thrust up into her, tip shoved against her tonsils, balls slapping her chin. She stopped moving, gagging on his cock as he thrust against her, hands keeping her in place.

    “You’re so beautiful when you look like a filthy, sinful slut, Princess. Daddy’s so proud of you-” he fisted her hair, thrusting halted “-for thanking me like this.”

    She tried not to retch as he freed her throat. Fist at his base, he swirled his wet tip over her lips before letting her go.

    Johnny had her lay down flat on her back as Jaehyun’s lilty guffaw sent a calming shiver down her back. His fingertips on her knees drew a soft coo out of her. She looked up at Johnny, seated on his knees beside her.

    “I love you, Princess,” Johnny breathed out as she grabbed his pulsating cock. Tongue swirling his earth heavy musk, she took hold of his shaft. “Just the tip for now, baby.”

    Her eyes shut, nose filled with Johnny’s scent. Thighs and ass cheeks soothed by Jaehyun’s massages. Jaehyun’s tongue shoved into her cunt, thumb flicking her clit. He grunted into her. Sweat pooled down her body, chest shaking.

    Her body spun and she lost sense of gravity as she felt him push one knuckle into her ass. She grabbed Jaehyun’s hair as he sucked on her clit. She mewled onto Johnny’s cock before he pulled out, face passive as he stared at her slimy spit coating his cock.

    Jaehyun’s knuckle in her asshole pushed in deeper. Both her ass and pussy walls shook. Her core’s coil instantly twirled tight, forcing air out of her lungs. Her chest ached.

    “Do you want us all to be happy, Princess?” Jaehyun was gone from between her legs. “Are you ready for your Daddies to give you the ride of your life?”

    “Ride? Are you taking me somewhere?”

    Both men laughed, Johnny bent down and kissed her at the top of her head. Jaehyun laid down to her left, chuckles catching at his throat as his dimples pushed deep into his skin. Her face flared with heat as she felt Jaehyun’s lips on her cheek.

    “Daddy Johnny said your ass is his, so that means this pretty cunt-” he inhaled softly, middle finger sinking into her folds “-is mine. Princess, is this your first time being double dicked?”

    “Yes, Daddy Jae.” She giggled. Sharp, hot tingles singed up her chest. “I want my Daddys inside me.”

    Her slick coated his fingers, gliding over her folds. Her walls shook as he pumped two fingers inside. She whimpered, head rested against his chest as she felt his fingers glide from her cunt to her ass.

    Her slick coating the rim of her asshole had her stomach and ass clench. She mewled as her walls squeezed down on his fingers, hands grabbing his neck.

    “Fuck, Princess, Daddy Jae’s making your ass look so fucking sexy.” She inhaled through her mouth as she felt Johnny spooning her from behind, hand on her calf lifting it to hook over his leg. “Daddy’s waited all fucking day to fuck your ass. All fucking day. Happy birthday, Princess.”

    She mewled, hand shooting to grab his wrist at her hip. His hot, sticky tip pushed up against her wet rim. Jaehyun’s lips were on her neck, sucking and nipping at her delicate skin. A finger flicked her nipple as he guffawed against her throat.

    “Come on, Princess,” Jaehyun cooed, two fingers gliding over her clit before rubbing down, “relax your muscles, OK?” He pressed a kiss to her cheek as she felt Johnny’s hot lips on the back of her shoulder. “Let’s-” he slid the burning head of his cock against her clit “-take our time.”

    The tips of both his and Johnny’s cocks sunk into her. The pressure from either end created a force that prickled her cervix. Hands on his neck, she pressed her lips to Jaehyun’s. She cried against his lips as she felt Johnny’s cock stretch her asshole.

    “Fuck, Princess, you’re so fucking tight.”

    Her eyes were closed. All she tasted was Jaehyun’s salty, dewy lips. Johnny’s grip at her hip was bruising her. Heavy push pressing the bed springs against her from below.

    With shaking hips, she thrust back, crying against Jaehyun’s lips as Johnny’s length sunk in deeper, tip hitting a hot spot that made her ass walls shake. Johnny moaned, palm slapping her ass. The impact reverberated pleasure deep into her core.

    Jaehyun’s tongue pushed into her mouth, hand groping her hip, directly over Johnny’s hold. She felt split open from between her legs up to her belly. Coil deep in her cunt twisting evermore painfully sweet.

    “Fuck.” Jaehyun hissed long and soft as his hot cock pushed into her cunt. Her eyes were shut, mind focused on the pressure at her guts. “So-fucking-tight-so-fuck-so-fucking…tight."

    “Jaehyun!” Her fingernails dragged down his arm as he thrust sharply into her. He rocked his hips back and forth, creating a shallow friction. Blood flooded her brain like a tsunami, making her lose sense of anything. “Daddy!”

    Johnny was grunting into the back of her neck. Thrusting up into her ass when Jaehyun pulled back. Their slow, careful thrusts created a new bloody tsunami in her brain. She blabbered incoherently as spit flew out of her lips, tears streaming down her cheeks. Face burning like she was falling headfirst into the fiery gates of hell.

    “Such a tight ass.” Johnny’s voice was muffled as he spoke through gritted teeth. “That stretcher only did so much, Princess.”

    “Daddy.” Her voice was hoarse, barely more than a gasp. “Big-so big. Full. I’m-full.”

    Johnny’s laughs reverberated up her spine. The coil at her core spun tighter as his cock pushed her walls apart. It felt so full and thick, she lost vision when his tip hit against her G-spot.

    “Squeezing my cock so tight, Princess.” Johnny kissed her shoulder. “Barely halfway in and this is all you can take.”

    “Sorry, Daddy.”

    “Shh!” Hand pulling her face toward him, he kissed her. “You’ll still make me cum. Daddy loves how tight and small your asshole is. Still so pure, Princess.” Her coil was so tight her hips shook. “Your hole won’t be able to hold all this cum, Princess. You won’t mind Daddy marking you.”

    Johnny stilled when she felt a burst of wetness against her ass. The hot cum was inside of her, making her insides moist. Curves of her ass were covered in his thick seed. Groaning, Johnny slid his softening shaft against her ass, smearing the cum.

    Jaehyun’s grip on her hip tightened. He breathed erratically through his mouth as the snaps of his hips strengthened. Her nipples ached as he gave a high pitched mewl.

    “Princess, you’re mine! So fucking tight!”

    She cried, fingernails continually scratching his sweaty, smooth skin. His cock was moving with longer strokes in and out of her, his tip hitting her cervix with such force she gasped for air with his every move. She lost sense of everything, the only thing her mind could hold onto was Jaehyun's stuttering groan as fire consumed her whole body.

    Red. Blistering heat. She’d fallen into hell, the Devil consuming her.

* * *

    She heard the splash of water before feeling her whole body relaxed and warm. She’d been placed inside a hot bubble bath.

    Slowly opening her eyes, she was in the familiar clawfoot bathtub of Johnny’s master bath.

    The window curtains were closed, but she could tell it was dark outside. On the sink countertop sat two lit cucumber scented candles.

    Seated on the toilet -  lid down - sat Johnny, facing her. He was fully clothed in crisp black trousers and a pristine white button up top. Beautiful locks of hair slicked up in a perfect quiff.

    “Princess, how do you feel?” He immediately bent down beside her. His hand dove under the bubbles to scoop up the chamomile infused water and poured it over her left shoulder.

    “Daddy?”

    “I’m here, Princess. You’re safe.”

    “What happened?” She reached up, hand touching his cheek. “You and Daddy Jae were fucking me so good-I’m sorry Da-”

    He kissed her lips, thumb stroking gently against her cheek.

    “No apologies needed, Princess. Daddy Jae and I had a great time. How do you feel? It’s your birthday, what matters is how you feel.”

    She sat up slightly, looking down at the pearly, fluffy bubbles. Floating over her, clinging to her damp skin. The warmth of the bath water radiated through her entire body.

    Her fingers glided up her thighs, delicately brushing over her slit. Her insides felt heavy, and ached. But her skin felt the familiar sweet dull throb. Her swollen lips radiated with a pain like a sunburn. Neck, throbbing near her shoulders - as if she had a carpet burn.

    “I feel amazing, Daddy. Thank you for the best birthday present a Princess could ask for.”

    “I want you to be happy, Princess.” His hand slipped under the water as they kissed. She gasped onto his tongue as his thumb circled around her clit. Palming the inside of her thigh, he chuckled. Pressing his forehead to hers when they broke the kiss, his hand left the water. “I have some business to take care of. I won’t be gone long, promise. When I return, we’ll eat cake.”

    “OK, Daddy. I love you.”

    “I love you, too, Princess. Happy birthday.”

    He kissed her one more time before getting up. Drying his arms and hands on the towel beside the sink, he winked at her. Blew her a kiss before leaving.

    She grabbed the green bar of soap, humming to herself. Lathering up her neck and shoulders with the jasmine scented soap. Fingers massaging her aching muscles.

    The sounds of whistling joined her humming. A moment later Jaehyun entered from where Johnny exited just minutes ago.

    “Hi Princess.”

    He walked over, bending down beside her. Just like Johnny did.

    Something about the gentle half grin itched her mind, as if she’d forgotten to lock the front door. Eyes fixed on his beautiful face, she wanted to let go of the sensation.

    The collar to his unbuttoned shirt flapped against his Adam’s apple. She was fixated, swallowing air as he spoke.

    “Daddy Johnny wants to make sure you’re safe while he’s out.” Index finger gliding over the foamy peaks of the bubbles in the tub, Jaehyun retrieved his hand when his finger was a millimeter away from her shoulder

    “Oh, I’ve been home alone when Daddy has to go do business before.”

    “That’s great, but you don’t mind if I help take care of you, do you?”

    “Not at all.” She set the soap down and reached for her washcloth. Jaehyun took it from her and dipped it into the bath water before bringing it up to wash her shoulder. “Thank you.”

    He nodded, gentle smile appearing as his dimple appeared. She giggled, feeling heat hit her cheeks. His hair flopped over his forehead.

    The door locking sensation made her stomach flip.

    Did she forget to do something?

    The gentle touch of the washcloth moving down her arm unleashed a warmth into her chest. Mind clouded with fire, she tilted her head toward his, pressing her lips against his.

    “Thank you for cleaning me, Daddy.”

    Jaehyun’s hand dipped under the water, fingers pinching her nipple. Her cheeks burned as fiery blood rushed up faster to her head. A smirk crossed his lips as his eyes locked with hers.

    “I want you all to myself, Princess.”

    She shut her eyes as he kissed her again, this time harder, tongue licking her lips.

    She was his, all his.

The End?

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I Hit It Like It’s All Mine (M)

pairing. Johnny x female reader

genre. best friends step-mom AU, besties johnjae, college graduate Johnny, pwp, M/F

warnings. profanity, infidelity, y/n is older than Johnny, alcohol mentioned, teasing, overstimulation, breeding kink, rough & unprotected sex, degradation/praise. idk ily Johnny.

wc. 10k

now playing. All Mine//Plaza

Week 1

“Oh,” Jaehyun slams down on the brakes, speaking over the rubble of rocks and engine shutting off. “I should probably mention something important about my step-mom.”

Johnny lets out a confused laugh, pushing his sunglasses up to headband the mess speeding down the coast made of his long locks. “Gee, we’ve been flying and driving for how many hours now? Suddenly you decide this important information is something you need to tell me right before I meet her for the first time?”

Jaehyun shrugs, running a hand through his hair full of mucky sea breeze. “Didn’t want you to hound me about this on the way, I know how you are.”

“I know how you are as well, Jeong Jaehyun.”

“When we’re home, I prefer Jeffrey, dude.” His best friend sneers, exiting the convertible he had to beg his dad to let him rent for a few weeks while vacationing at their beach house.

“Sure Jeff, now please, spare me the details and catch me up on this vital info before I have to pretend your dad isn’t a complete dick with an amazing pool and view of the beach for the next three weeks.” Johnny chides, hauling out a surfboard from the backseat.

“Right right, well my step-mom,” Jaehyun feigns a lack of interest, pulling a trucker hat on to tame his unruly hair. “She’s hot, like.. like she’s really really hot.”

Johnny has to laugh, pausing with a crease between his eyebrows. “You dirty fucking pervert.”

Jaehyun gives him a look, lips tugged back in a way he only displays when he wants to be taken serious. “I’m being real right now man, she’s like..”

Scratching at the back of his neck, Jaehyun’s shoulders slouch, shaking his head at his best friend. “Just be careful dude.”

“Jaehyun—Jeffrey, whatever, what the fuck dude?” Johnny’s face furrows, following after his friend to enter through the back of the house. “You think I’m gonna try to fuck your step-mom or some shit?”

Jaehyun spares him an annoyed look, tossing his backpack onto his bed before flopping onto his stomach with a groan. “Yeah, I think you’re going to try and fuck my step-mom.”

“Have some faith in me dude,” Johnny bristles, lugging his belongings into his best friend's summertime bedroom he hasn’t seen in years. “Should let me sleep on the floor still, you know whenever we come back too late. Don’t want your sexy step-mom finding me drunk off my ass in the hallway— I’m irresistible, you know?”

“Yeah, you really had no reason to keep growing past 5’10. Thanks for leaving me behind, good looking out as always.” Jaehyun grumbles, perching his chin onto his forearm uncomfortably as memories flash across the backs of his eyelids. The last time he’d asked his friend to not fuck a girl had been Senior year of high school, and that didn’t end well for him.

Jaehyun’s throat clears, sitting up with the sudden urge to down a gallon of water. “Remember Sabrina? That transfer I had uh— a thing for our last year of high school?”

Johnny snorts, fingering a polaroid of his teenage-self between two digits. “You mean that blonde you had a fat crush on? Yeah, of course I remember her… great legs.”

“I thought so.” Jaehyun sighs, eyeing his best friend with a scheming gaze. “Whatever happens, I just don’t want to find out. Alright?”

“Dude chill,” Johnny rolls his eyes, opening up the walk-in closet he spent a few blurry nights passed out in. “Let’s get a quick swim in before the sun goes down, yeah?”

Jaehyun lets out an exhausted grunt, muffled and distant, burying his face deeper into freshly laundered bedsheets. “Pass.”

“Boo, you whore.” Johnny jeers, stripping down to nothing as he fiddles with different pairs of swim trunks in search of his size. “Have to make the best of every day here.”

Without bothering to waste more time, he shuffles into much too small flip flops to avoid unpacking his belongings. “I’ll be back.” Cracking a beach towel across Jaehyun’s back, Johnny lightly jogs back out the way they entered, sighing in relief as cool thick air flows across his skin.

Something about summers at the beach growing up always brought comfort back when he needed it. Trudging through the sand with a towel slung over his shoulder, Johnny smiled watching his toes get lost in the midst of granules, chalked up by the residue painting it’s way up past his ankles the more he kicked through. His grin only grew wider when he lifted his gaze to peer around the expanse of space still filled with locals, vacationers, bums and best of all— girls sliding their frames down for a better look at him.

Johnny laid out his towel near the water, just close enough to run in and dose himself in salty waves within seconds, but to avoid any possible high-tide crashing beyond his feet. Letting out a loud obnoxious yawn, he stretches out, allowing the sunglasses holding back his hair to fall into place and shield his eyes. It felt nice to lean back, purposely flexing his stomach muscles under the low sunlight and picking up the whispered hush of gasps and girlish vocals asking ‘who is he?’

Scratching under his chin, he glances around casually, tinted shades disclose well enough to admire oiled up bottoms basking in the sun. If all goes right, he should be getting his dick wet at least five times a week while staying out here. That should be a good enough way to melt off the weight of pre-med stress. Johnny’s tongue clicks, reminding himself to stop thinking about school. The future doesn’t matter right now, his decision to spend a large portion of break with Jaehyun boiled down to one thing and one thing only: getting laid.

‘California girls,’ Jaehyun sang, winking at his friend as he coerced him to purchase his flight. ‘They’re unforgettable.’

Johnny scoffs a bit at the memory, internally nodding as he takes in breasts bouncing beneath barely there bikini tops. He has a point, or Katy Perry did, whoever the hell sang that song. Nights fucking under lifeguard towers, running into the ocean butt naked under nothing but moonlight, slurping melted ice cream off dips and crevices sugary sticky syrup should never be. After months bundled up under thick layers and jackets with his face buried in research papers and endless cups of black coffee, he needed this more than ever. Jaehyun could tell, leave it to his best friend to know what's best for him.

Johnny decides it’s time for a quick swim, shoving up and dusting off sand from his backside, he strolls ahead pausing in his tracks when he sees something that catches his attention.

“My board?”

Johnny squints and shakes his head, blinded by sun cascading behind the figure sitting on top of the familiar surfboard. Turning his foot he moves closer for a better look, jaw loosening as the bright shadow diminishes, unveiling skin… tons of skin. His lip curls, noting the letter ‘J’ he etched into the edge of the board when he was 15, his board, not Jaehyun’s.

‘What difference does it make if I use your board or not?’

‘This is my baby, you can’t ride my baby.’ Johnny said, smoothing a wax down the body of wood with a rag. ‘How would you feel if another man was out there riding your girl?’

Jaehyun sneered, kicking sand at his best friend. ‘How many times have I asked you to not ride my girl and you do it anyway?’

‘Fine,’ Johnny scooped out his pocket knife, digging the sharp edge of it into the wood to carve out his initial. ‘This way, everyone knows who she belongs to.’

Jaehyun leaned over watching as the taller smirked proudly, breaking into a boisterous laugh. ‘You idiot, both of our names start with J.’

Johnny watched Jaehyun fall back into the sand clutching his stomach, twisting his mouth to the side because he just branded his baby for no good reason.

‘Ugh, just stay off my board dude!’

“The fuck..” Johnny watches intently as you emerge from the water, obscene droplets of water rolling off your thighs. “Nice board.”

He speaks before registering how close he’s come to stand near you, catching splashes of your hair across his chest as you wring out the sea water. “Thanks.”

Johnny wants to scoff, too caught up in the way you drop his beloved surfboard down by your feet carelessly. He wants to give you attitude, raises his voice at you for handling his baby so poorly, but he can’t, he can’t with his tongue hanging from his mouth like a thirsty dog.

“You’re beautiful.” His mouth feels dry already, swallowing mucky air down as he takes in your form and wonders how you managed to surf his board in that tiny string bikini leaving barely anything to imagine.

“Thanks.”

Again, you sound bored, not even sparing him a glance while throwing your hair around to air dry, and Johnny thinks it’s amusing. More amusing than any of the girl’s lined down the beach desperate for him to approach them instead.

“That board is a little too big for you, don’t you think?” Johnny cocks an eyebrow, head tilted to the side, tongue rimming his bottom lip to add action behind his condescending tone. “Just started surfing yesterday or something?”

“Hah..” finally you look at him, moreso glare at him, an equally snarky expression to match his written across your face. “What makes you think I can’t handle a board this big?”

Johnny pauses, taking in your features from the confidence in your gaze to your unblemished skin and lips that would look perfect struggling around his cock, and he thinks you’d be fun to ruin. Already dreaming of the hundreds of ways he could erase that cockyness from your pretty face. “You don’t really look like you can handle riding one that size.”

Clearing your throat, you bend over, ensuring a perfect view of your bottom perched between lycra cloth squeezing the fleshy meat out enticingly. Lifting the board under your arm with ease and a flip of your hair. “Now why would a little boy like you think you have a damn clue what I can handle?”

Johnny trails by your side, scrunching his eyebrows when you call him a little boy. “I’m 6’1!”

“No shit,” smiling, you brush him off with a wave of your hand. “Now shoo! Go find someone closer to your age to bother.”

“My age??” Johnny guffaws, too immersed in the way you’re dismissing him to even notice the direction you’re headed. “Uh, in case it’s not obvious— we’re definitely like the same age?”

“Doubt it.” Spinning quickly, you nearly knock him off his feet with a fierce hit from the tip of your surfboard. “Now go play with your toys before I call security and tell them you’ve lost your mommy.”

“I’m twenty-seven!” Johnny splutters, telling himself to ignore the coil in his gut lighting up from your threat. “And that’s my board!”

Akin to a petulant child, he reaches to grip around the wooden body to drag it free from your hold. The two of you going back and forth in a match of tug-o-war for no more than a minute between huffs and puffs and shrieks of ‘let go! I’m calling security!’ before the deep shout of his name distracts him enough to abruptly release his hold and send you crashing into the sand flat on your ass.

“Dude! Johnny what the hell!” Jaehyun runs from the front of his dad’s house, jumping over the pebbles lining the pathway of sand leading to the entrance. Hurling into his friend's chest, he knocks the wind out of Johnny and reaches to help you up, blabbering apologetically as the surfboard lays near you unceremoniously.

“Jaehyun?” You ask, latching onto his forearm to stand up and brush sand off your damp backside. “I thought you were coming in later?”

“Huh?” Johnny(ready to pounce on his friend) pauses and looks between the two of you, slowly glancing around in realization that you’ve walked up to his home for the next few weeks.

Jaehyun explains they ended up catching an earlier flight and hit no traffic, apologizing for being forgetful and not informing you ahead of time. “This..”

He points to the tall brunette that followed you home, letting out a disappointed sigh. “This is Johnny.”

“Oh!”

“Yeah,” Jaehyun nods, motioning between the two of you. “And this— is my step-mom.”

“Oh.” Johnny gulps, convincing himself that his cheeks are burning because of the warmth from the sun and not because of embarrassment, no, not because Jaehyun was right.

“See how I was right,” his friend leans in to mumble, patting Johnny on the shoulder. “Sorry if he was already bothering you.”

“Ahh, it’s okay. I think we got off on the wrong foot.” You say, pulling the board back up and tracing the carving. “I assumed this was Jaehyun’s before, my mistake.”

Jaehyun chuckles, nudging into Johnny’s side. “You see how that made no difference.”

“Shut up.” He mumbles under his breath, following the two of you inside, not without wiping off your limbs near the entrance. Quickly pulling on a too big zip up jacket to cover up in front of your new house guests.

“I had your dad’s assistant buy some of your favorites.” You call out, moving to the kitchen for a glass of water. “Fully stocked the fridge with cold brew and those Celsius drinks you like.”

Johnny follows behind, keeping his gaze set on the floor in hopes you’ll forget his lame attempt at flirting just minutes ago. “Don’t know what your friend likes, but we can order food if you guys are hungry?”

Jaehyun shrugs, grabbing two water bottles. “Sounds good, we aren’t picky. Whatever you want to eat we’ll be fine with.”

“Burritos?” You ask between sips of water, flicking to look between the two for approval. Jaehyun nods with a thumbs up, sliding one of the bottles in front of Johnny.

“Sounds yum.”

“Great!” Bouncing onto your toes you place an order on your phone and ask for Jaehyun to keep an ear open for the doorbell. “I’m gonna hop in the shower and rinse off real fast, feel free to get comfortable. The guest rooms all cleaned up and ready for you as well.”

Smiling in Johnny’s direction on your way out of the kitchen, you add a wink, as if to reassure him that you won’t bring up your beach banter again.

Jaehyun waits until he can hear the water running from your bathroom shower, breathily laughing and relaxing back into the chair near his friend's side. “You were trying to fuck her, weren’t you?”

“She had my board.” Johnny says, pretending to care more about scratching off the label on the water bottle melting in his palm.

“And you were trying to fuck her because of that?”

Johnny’s jaw clenches, ripping off the label and crumbling the paper between his fingers. “Just wanted to know why she had my board… She called me a little boy.”

Jaehyun laughs, knowing that must have pushed some buttons. “She’s older than us, not by much but.. surprisingly my dad actually remarried someone older than me.”

Johnny hums, taking a long swig from the bottle to woosh around his tongue. Mouth still dry from embarrassing himself. “So that’s your step-mom.”

“Yup.” Jaehyun’s lips smack, popping as the ‘P’ rolls off his tongue. “By the way, my dad won’t be around, some business deal in Dubai for the next few weeks.. Old bastard didn’t even bother to mention it. He’s already sky-high with his feet kicked up in Emirates first class.”

“So..” Johnny nods, playing with the bottle cap nervously. “It’s just the three of us.”

Jaehyun sighs, crushing up his empty bottle. “Yeah. It’s just the three of us.”

Meeting his best friend’s gaze, a silent exchange of words passes between the two. The small raise in Jaehyun’s eyebrow let Johnny know his thoughts without saying anything.

“I don’t want to know anything.” Jaehyun repeats quietly, getting up at the sound of the doorbell.

Johnny’s lips purse, hunching over onto the counter in thought. Maybe his original summer plans needed a few alterations, tapping the tips of his fingers against the marble counter, he wondered how much talk you were.

One way to find out.

Week 2

Paint fumes spill through the air conditioning vent, penetrating the guest rooms walls much too early to make sense. Johnny sniffs, squinting and groaning as his knuckles drag across his eyelids and he kicks at the sheet covering his lower half. “Fuck is that?”

It hasn’t been the most peaceful week, not quite, his own words of having to make use of each day coming back to bite him in the ass as Jaehyun shouted at him to get ready for another long night of bar hopping and club after club. Johnny realized after the second day of slamming shots that while his 22 year old self would have laughed at him, his present day self was in need of a porcelain bowl to drown his night of fun inside of.

“Ugh, I’m gonna throw up,” he mutters to himself, rolling side to side in bed miserably. The strong scent of paint more acidic than it should be as it mixed with vile poison left in his system from last night.

“That’s because you won’t eat greasy food after drinking dumbass.” Jaehyun says by his bedroom door with shades on inside and a cold brew in hand. “Mr. Healthy would rather suffer and stick to his diet.”

“Ughh.” Johnny fails to chuck a pillow at his friend, mumbling a string of curses.

“I left some medicine and orange juice on the nightstand.” Jaehyun lets him know. “Already ate breakfast, need fresh air, gonna take a stroll down to the pier. You coming?”

Johnny doesn’t bother to grace him with a real response, waving an arm behind to signal for him to go away. The other snorts, mumbling a ‘weak ass’ under his breath before exiting.

Minutes pass before he finally forces himself to crawl off the bed, dragging the sheet wrapped around his hip off as he scatters to collect the anti-nausea pills and cup of pulp-free OJ, that good rich people OJ from Whole Foods, he thinks. Typical Jeong household, nothing but the best.

Johnny slumps against the bed watching the room spin for a minute in an attempt to recall what happened last night.

‘Shots! Shots! Shots!’ Jaehyun kept howling in his ear, slamming wads of fifty dollar bills down on the bar as he ordered another round. ‘Who wants to do body shots!!’

Johnny sighs, having forgotten what a woo woo party girl his best friend could turn into after cracking open a bottle of Tequila. This is Jaehyun’s influence, egging him on with a whispered ‘pussy’ in his ear as he stared at the round of clear vengeful liquid ready to burn his esophagus. “Damn you Jeff.”

Another whiff of paint has chunks rising up his throat, charging up to the nearest bathroom to release the blacked out memories of last night. Johnny splashes his face, rinsing his mouth thoroughly until his teeth slick right off his tongue, shining pearly whites and burning from the amount of mouthwash he gargles to remove the taste. “No more drinking, you’re not 21 anymore.”

Stepping into the hallway, Johnny squints from the smell of paint growing stronger, following the trace of it down the hall to an open door where you bounce about barefoot in a pair of dirtied overalls and what looks like a bikini top. This one less revealing than the others you’ve sported around the house this week.

Johnny did his best to not stare, maybe, he could do better. Even now as he rests against the door frame and follows your every move mixing different paints together, he can’t resist eyeing the dips in your back whenever you shift slightly. He can’t help but imagine how nice his hands could look placed around your carved in waist, gripped between his digits as he holds you down and fucks you until you’re screaming out for him to slow down.

“It’s rude to stare, especially unannounced.” You say without turning to look at him, noting his presence from the sound of light footsteps ending by the door.

“Sorry,” Johnny apologizes, voice coated in heavy drowsiness. “I didn’t know that you paint, I mean..”

“Why would you, right? It’s a hobby,” you explain, stroking a wide brush across a black and grayed canvas. “Mr. Jeong didn’t want me to get bored when he’s away, can’t have a bored housewife.”

“You seem to stay pretty occupied..” Johnny thinks out-loud. If you weren’t stealing his surfboard, you seemed to be running off to some pilates class, or to get your nails done, something about a Erewhon market to grab an overpriced smoothie. Living that Tiktok life according to Jaehyun. “You’ve been painting for a while?”

Johnny enters to look around at what he assumes are completed canvases perched against a wall to dry by an uncovered window. “You’re pretty good.”

“Thanks.”

Something about the way you seem unimpressed by him and always reply to his flattery in the same monotone uninterested way tickles him more than it should. Johnny can’t even say he’s caught your eyes lingering on him once yet.

“Shouldn’t you be out with Jaehyun?” You ask, following the movements by your side from the corner of your eye. Johnny’s shirtless, of course, barefoot in nothing but the boxers he probably fell asleep in last night.

“We aren’t attached at the hip.” Johnny shrugs, pretending to seem interested in the tubes and cans of paints scattered near your feet. Squatting down, he looks through the ingredients wondering if you should really be in here inhaling this stuff. “Also, I can’t hang the same way I used to. Age is finally catching up to me I guess.”

“You’re a child.” You scowl, turning to look down at his messy head of hair. “Stop speaking as if you’ve lived 50 years on earth.”

“A child??” Johnny shoots up straight, standing tall in all his half-naked glory. “You’re only a few years older than me!”

“I could be your—“

“You could not.” He interrupts, smirking full of arrogance that only a 20-something year old could possess. “You could be Mr. Jeong’s daughter though.”

“Possibly.”

Johnny’s surprised you garner him with a response, expecting his message to go ignored. Of course he’d dropped hints about the age difference between you and your husband, occasionally mentioning how even if he’s home you must not feel a difference. Pushing it further by joking around if the old man can even get it up anymore.

“Is that what you’re into?” Johnny crosses his arms, leaning back on a wall in front of your painting set-up. “Wrinkled and shriveled?”

“Is that the way a pre-med student should be speaking about his future patients?” Clicking your tongue, you return to your work, not wanting to fall for the game Johnny’s been trying to involve you in since arriving.

“I’ll be starting my residency soon.” Johnny corrects you, counting the different tones of paint splatter on your overalls. “This might be one of my last summers to fuck around, you know.. mess up a few last times.”

“Sounds like you’ve been messing up nearly every night.” You smirk, lifting an arched brow at him. The parade of different girls walking in and out of your house hasn’t gone unnoticed despite Jaehyun’s best efforts to be discreet about it, neither has their obnoxiously loud moans and screams while getting plowed in your guest room.

“Not quite the mess up I’ve been dreaming about.” Johnny says confidently, studying the small changes in your expression this up-close. Between you running around to complete your errands and Jaehyun cock-blocking him, he hasn’t had the easiest time to pick up on your mannerisms. Barely able to lock eyes with you long enough to maintain eye contact with the way you nonchalantly carry on avoiding him, make him feel invisible.

“Imagine if your mother knew of these things you dream about.” You say, peering over the canvas to find Johnny’s honey gaze. “You think she would approve of this behavior?”

“Not at all.” Johnny’s quick to say, pushing off the wall. “But she’s not here, is she?”

“Unfortunately.”

Johnny doesn’t fail to notice the second too long you take to look away from his chest, moving to stand by your canvas with his boxers hung low enough to show off the sharp edges of his jutted hip bones, he flexes intentionally, stretching his waist side to side for his stomach muscles to convulse. The way they would convulse when..

“Do you think I’m a bad boy?” He whispers, as if you aren’t home alone, because he knows that secrets should stay quiet.

“I think you are mentally a young boy, a young boy afraid of your last days of youth slipping through your fingers.” You know Johnny feeds off your attention, casually side-swiping him and refocusing on your painting despite his best efforts to show off his great physique.

“Perhaps.” He shrugs, looping a hand around your wrist gently to tug your brush onto the smooth flat planes of his abdominal muscles. “But I want to grow up, I wanna show you what a man I can be.”

Johnny speaks between bated breath, sweeping the deep red paint up and down the indent of definition lining his stomach.

“What makes you think I want to know what a man you can be?” Words feel heavy sliding off your tongue, dipping the paint brush lower into his twitching navel, blood red trickles down rolling past the scrunched waistband of his bottoms.

“Because, you can handle big things.” Johnny retorts, tilting his head to one side. “At least, that’s what you claim, I’ve yet to see it proven myself though.”

“And how exactly am I supposed to prove that to you?” arching back your neck to push your chin forward, you have to look up at Johnny, brushing past his waistband to press the bristles of your mostly dried brush against the bulge that’s formed between his hips.

Johnny’s throat bounces, swallowing behind his pursed lips from the stiff itchy friction pushing through the thin cotton fabric covering his groin. Instinctively canting his hips forward in search of more, he has to resist the urge to look down. Grinding the backs of his teeth together as he watches your face lacking any sign of weakness. “Let me fuck you.”

“Spoken like a true bratty child.” You snicker, trailing the tips of your manicured nails down the side of his twitching abdomen. “I’m a married woman.”

“Means nothing to me,” Johnny lilts, throbbing between his thighs from the rough manner you continue to dig into his crotch. “Besides that, I haven't seen you wear a ring.”

“Ah, and you would know, given all the time you spend staring at me.” You say, digging your freshly done nails into the lines of muscles covered in paint. “You think I’m playing some game with you, don’t you? Such a little boy.”

“Maybe.” Johnny’s throat tightens, swallowing the wad of saliva that’s gathered at the back of his mouth. “I find it hard to believe you seriously married Jihoon.. of all people to waste your youth on.”

“Marriage isn’t as simple as you’re making it.” You whisper, tracing one of his hips with the smooth pads of your fingers. “It’s not a waste if you get something worth it out of it.”

“Hmm,” Johnny blows a long breath out, head drooping to concentrate on the brush jabbing at his hardened size. “I’m not oblivious, I understand that much, but what I also know for a fact is that there is no way Mr. Jeong can fuck you the way you deserve.”

“Deserve?” A smile creeps across your lips at that, pinching the fabric of his ruined boxers between your grip to tug lower and unveil where tanned skin meets lines of paleness protected by his swim trunks. “How exactly do I deserve to be fucked?”

Johnny tips forward, nudging his forehead against yours. “Wanna find out?”

“I’d love to find out.” Tossing the paint brush aside your mouth draws out an ‘Ooo’ feeling up his covered size with a push of your palm against his groin. “I don’t believe that you are going to be the one that shows me.”

“You want it?” Johnny’s tongue feels heavier with each press of your palm against the underside of his length, sucking his plump bottom lip under his teeth to suppress a groan.

“You’re asking me to cheat on my husband?”

“I’m asking you to let me fuck you.” Johnny says falling into a deep vibrato. His patience wears thinner with each teasing touch, a few steps closer is all it takes to press you against a wall, arms lifted above your head to leave you feeling caged in. “If I fuck you once, I promise that I’ll have you begging to be mine.”

“What makes you think I want to be yours?” Clasping your fist around his cock, you squeeze the fabric against his shape, pushing one of your thighs between his. “You’re the one begging to fuck me.”

“That’s what you want?” Johnny’s eyes flutter shut, not even trying to hide how aroused he is as he clamps around your thigh, hips jerking forward to fuck into your palm. “I’ll beg all you want— fuck, I’ll get on my knees. I’ll do anything, whatever you want.. just tell me. Tell me what to do.”

Johnny slumps more, catching a moan on your shoulder as his tongue begins to lick at your skin, sweet skin he could devour right now if you’d just let him. “Please, need to fuck you so bad.”

The back of your head knocks against the wall, stroking faster along his length throbbing thick and hot in your grasp. “Fuck..”

Johnny bites down on your shoulder, jerkily thrusting into your palm with three messy strokes, a broken shout lost behind the bite as his teeth bury in hard enough to break skin.

“Johnny!” Hissing, you reach for his hair, using the dried paint on his stomach to clean off the cum seeping from his boxers onto the back of your hand. “That hurts!”

He apologizes weakly, lapping at the fresh teeth marks left behind. Hot breath panting along your throat as he recovers and comes down. “Sorry… really sorry.”

“Think you can fuck me like I deserve?” You say, twisting chunks of his hair between your digits. “You just came from a few touches, kid.”

“I can..” Johnny’s head hangs shamefully, chewing at the insides of his cheeks feeling embarrassed yet again. “I can..”

“Yeah yeah, you need to go clean off.” shoving at his chest you nod to the door. “Don’t get paint all over my bathroom.”

“That’s seriously never happened to me before..” Johnny whispers, more to himself, rubbing at the back of his neck in disbelief.

“Not surprised.”

“Why?” He squints, taking in the sly smile lifting one of your cheeks.

“Little boys tend to be overzealous.” Patting his cheek, you nod to the door again. “Go.”

Johnny has to bite his tongue to stop himself from begging to fuck you one more time, nodding and bowing as he accepts the loss.

Maybe you were right.

Maybe you had him all figured out, Johnny contemplates, scrubbing the paint from his stomach under the stream of hot water hitting his skin, leaving behind pelts from the boiling temperature he’s set it at. A cold shower would have been for the best, especially now as he lathers up your body wash onto a cloth. The scent that clung to your skin still stuck to the backs of his teeth.

Fuck, I’m an idiot.

He sighs, dropping his head to rest on the shower tiles as his fist wraps the cloth around his length, half mass already just from the intoxicating scent of your steaming around his skull.

You never said no, and that’s enough to shoot dopamine through his veins, jolting his hips up as he turns and fucks faster into his palm; eyeing the red stained water swivel it’s way down the drain.

One way or another, Johnny was set to have his way with you. No married woman jerks off another man besides her husband willingly like that.

Shouting between gritted teeth he watches release mix in with the red, more than determined to paint your insides the same way and make you regret toying with him.

Week 3

‘Headed out to meet the girl from the party last night. Probably won’t be back until late. Stay out of trouble will you?’

Johnny’s eyes squint, rubbing his forehead to will away the nasty lingering sensation of a hangover attempting to ruin his morning. Groaning, he lowers the brightness on his phone screen to give his friends message a thumbs up, that should be enough of a response.

Trouble is the last thing he wants right now, bending over to roll his forehead against the marble kitchen tile, he groans wondering if that party was even worth it.

It wasn’t.

Not really, not when all he could think about while different girls approached him with high hopes of hooking up was the pretty desperate housewife home all alone..

“Johnny?”

Trouble called for him, slowly pushing himself to stand straight and swallow down the breeze of salty beach air entering from the sliding door he’d opened earlier, he wipes at his mouth with the back of his hand; pushing a mess of highlighted brown locks away from his face before forcing a smile to greet you.

“Morning!” His teeth chattered together upon finding your concerned gaze, blinking to disguise the quick scan of your figure covered by nothing but a thin baby pink negligee.

“Morning..” You say softly, slowly tip-toeing closer to the end of the kitchen counter he’s gripping onto to stop himself from keeling over. “You guys must have had fun last night?”

Johnny nods, adding a bored shrug. “Nothing amazing, I was just about to go for a run along the beach. Need some fresh air to blow away the remnants.”

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Bumping into his side to examine his face up-close, your tongue clicks, raising your fingers to drag through messy strands of hair masking his eyes. “You look like shit, kid.”

Johnny cuddles into the touch with a low groan, similar to a cat purring and burying its cheek into your palm, the corners of his lips lifting at the nickname. “Thanks, you almost sound like you care about me.”

“Don’t go for a run.” Dragging him to sit at the kitchen counter, you instruct him to stay put. “I’m gonna make you my hangover smoothie, always remedies Jihoon after a night of drinking.”

Johnny’s face immediately dips into a frown, perching his chin onto his palms with sad puppy eyes. “Must you mention him right now?”

Gathering up ingredients to cure your guests current problem, you dryly laugh, beginning to chop up ginger and garlic cloves. “Have you ever heard of this thing called gratitude? You’re living under his roof for free after all.”

“It’s a shame really..” Johnny grumbles, rubbing circles into his temples.

“Hmm? What’s that?”

“That I have no other way to thank him than by fucking his young hot wife.” He grins lazily, sighing between a laugh at the dramatic gasp you let out and your jaw plunging down to the floor. “You’ll have to relay the message for me— you know, if the old man can even handle what I’m going to do to you.”

“God, here I am trying to relieve your pain, and all you can talk about is your stupid horny teenage boy fantasies.” You sneer, tossing the concoction of ingredients you’ve readied into a blender before twisting about the kitchen to grab a cup, cursing under your breath as you reach a top shelf and trigger a pesky kink in your neck.

“Need help?” Johnny’s already on his feet before you can protest and insist he needs to stay put again, pressing to your back to reach overhead and set down the glass before you. He hums, pinching the part of your neck that meets your shoulder. “You pull something?”

Swatting at him, you nod, clenching your eyes shut. “Think I fucked up my neck between this new pilates class and lugging around new appliances for my paint room. Ahh—“

Johnny kneads harder at a knotted muscle between his thick fingers, pressing the heel of his palm in to add pressure. “And Mr. Jeong hasn’t hired you a personal masseuse yet? Someone’s worried about his pretty trophy getting polished off by another man.”

“Ugh..” hunching forward to grip on the counter you gasp between trying to keep your breath calm. “That hurts!”

“Yeah, I bet it does.” Johnny moves your hair aside, pressing his nose closer to inhale the scent of your shampoo still clinging to your scalp. “Do you always smell this good first thing in the morning?”

“I don’t know..” answering mindlessly under his weighty palms, you let out an embarrassingly satisfied groan, pushing your hips back to get comfortable with your elbows on the counter. A choked sigh emits from behind you using the opportunity to press closer and lock his hips to your barely covered backside.

“That was too easy,” Johnny snickers, rocking his girth between the dip that's formed on your bottom. “Mrs. Jeong, what would your husband think??”

“Ugh.. you little..” between staggered breaths you curse him, reaching back to push at his abdomen only for Johnny to tether your wrists together with one hand, his other unwilling to release the back of your neck.

“Little?” Johnny says brazenly, pushing roughly against your lower half, the toes of his sneakers knocking your ankles apart until you spread eagle over the counter for him. “Say that again?”

Another powerful cant of his hips has you gasping, struggling to release from his unyielding grip. “Fuck..”

“What was that Mrs. Jeong?” Johnny tsks, throwing a twist between his eyebrows to display the foul act. “What would your husband say? Acting like such a slut for his damn near second son? Have some shame.”

“Johnny!” Between gasping you manage to pinch at his hand and free one of your wrists. “Jaehyun could walk in at any moment!”

“Don’t worry your pretty head off about him,” Johnny sucks in his lower lip, maneuvering his hips back enough to view the stain that’s formed on your pathetic excuse for sleepwear. “Would you look at that?”

“Stop! Don’t look!” You almost believe your pleads, knocking against the cabinets before your legs when the cool blow of air conditioning shivers up your bottom as Johnny leisurely gathers the fabric of your negligée with one fist.

“Soaked right through your underwear sweetheart. Tell me to stop, tell me this isn’t because of me.” Johnny says heatedly, wedging your underwear higher with his other hand, the fabric bubbles with more wetness as he tugs it between your folds, kissing the backs of his teeth. “So fucking wet.”

“You c-can’t..” you gasp, bouncing against the burning pressure Johnny’s created down your center.

“That’s cute..” He chuckles, grinding together the backs of his teeth from the way your ass jiggles, just begging to clap back against him the more you shake at your knees. “Who’s going to stop me baby?”

“Ja-Jaehyun, he—“

“Jaehyun doesn’t give a fuck.” Johnny interrupts your sad excuse to make him stop, sliding one of his digits up your thigh to collect a dollop of wetness that's begun to trickle down past mid-thigh. “Your husband can’t do shit either. So bold and moronic to leave his pretty little slut of a housewife home alone, allow you to prance up and down the beach showing off your perfect tits, fat peachy ass.”

“He-he could..” You gulp, losing train of thought when he slaps at your butt, a large palm cupping the pert round of your ass hard enough to leave prints behind to catch sight of in a mirror the next day. “..wa—walk in.”

“Shut up about Jaehyun,” Johnny spits, delivering a rougher slap to your ass. “Suddenly you want to act like step-mom of the year? You knew what you were doing, we all know what you want.”

“Please..” You whimper, reeling from the sting of pain shooting to the back of your thigh.

“You know what could cure my hangover better than a smoothie?” Johnny asks, ripping your soaked underwear down to the tops of your thighs and cursing under his breath at the full visual of your glossy cunt. “Your tight pretty pussy.”

“Ugh!” Groaning, you scratch at the surface of the counter, slipping further and further away from your sanity; the last of it exiting your body at the first brush of his length between your folds. “Johnny!”

The shrieked scream of his name has him bending over, pressing the full amount of his weight onto your back to smash your breast on the cold surface. “What was that?” He grabs your chin, forcing your head to turn to the side and plant your cheek on the counter. “Speak up, tell me to stop.”

“Please..”

Johnny’s tongue clicks, wrapping a fist around the base of his girth to control swiping the tip between your folds. Teasing you with the occasional press of his cockhead against your pulsating hole. “Please stop Johnny, I’m an honest married woman.” He mocks, pouting and pulling your bottom lips open, your heavy breath leaving a cloud of moisture along the marble.

“Please..”

Johnny sneers, twisting your neck to a more pained angle to refocus your eyes on him. “Please spit in my mouth, treat me like a nasty cock slut, fuck me like a whore with your big cock.”

He nods your chin up and down, pupils blown wide as he dips the tip of his cock inside your entrance. The rim of it snapping like a rubber band around his bulbous size as he draws away. “Slutty fuck hole has more to say than you? Fine.”

Keeping your lips propped open with his fingers dug into your cheeks, Johnny gathers up saliva, lapping it from corner to corner inside his mouth. His plump lips purse together to pour it out slowly, a thick wad of it stretching out to land on your tongue with whimpered cries following behind. The act pushes tears from your eyes in disbelief.

Jaehyun’s father would never spit in your mouth, let alone call you any type of degrading names. As if able to read your mind, he snaps you out of it by jerking your head around, landing soft slaps on your cheek. “Swallow.”

Johnny waits until your throat bounces, evidently sucking down his spit and smiles as you gaze back with large watery half-dazed eyes. “What do you say?”

His thumb smears your lips, shoving the fat of your lower lip side to side with a glint in his eye. “Thank You..” You say, almost timidly, shivering at the thought of giving him the wrong answer.

“That’s right.”

“I shouldn’t..” You say nervously between inhaling, thighs wobbling in anticipation of knowing what comes next.

“You shouldn’t? Or you don’t want to?” Johnny cocks an eyebrow, eyes half-lid as he watches thoughts run rampant behind your gaze.

“Want to..”

Johnny licks his lips, alternating to cup your pussy from the back and slot his palm against your entrance cruelly, the tips of his calloused fingers pressing down on your clit. Cock landing in rapid slaps on your ass leaving a mess of your wet arousal with each hit. “You hear that? So fucking wet for me sweetheart. Here I thought only a real man could turn you on this much.”

Johnny leans back down again, capturing your lips and the moan you let out as two fingers push past the heat of your entrance. The sound of wetness echoes throughout the kitchen, obscene and loud, sprouting out onto his palm like a broken faucet. “Love how I play with your pretty pussy don’t you baby?”

He licks between the seam of your lips, demanding to be let in with a firm push of his tongue. Easily dominated by his larger mouth finding control as you gasp out a moan, scissoring apart his fingers to stretch you open. He bites at your upper lip, pulling the fleshy meat between his as he shifts to hover over you and lick the swell that's begun to form from his bite. “So tight, knew that your husband couldn’t possibly be making use of your perfect pussy.”

Johnny grunts, shoving a third finger inside of you to push against the inside of your velvety dripping walls. “God, how am I supposed to fit in here?” Raising his voice over the sound of your slippery wet cunt, he grins, forcing a fourth finger inside of you and working into a speedy pump. “Your useless husband should thank me, finally someone to satisfy his pretty little trophy wife, make use of her young tight body. Ruin you for any other man.”

Shifting to grab the back of your neck in a chokehold, Johnny keeps your upper half held down flat on the counter, working his other arm to a rapid pace that has you shouting. Tip-toeing off the ground from the throttle of his fingers, pushing the coil in your gut to constrict your insides and spill over the tears you’d been holding in. A slew of pleading and curses spilling out between the sound of creamy wetness hitting his forearm and hips.

“That’s it, opening up so fucking nice for me pretty.” Johnny pulls out abruptly, mouth desperate for a taste. Having to wipe his hand off on his shorts just to get a proper grip on your ass. He falls to his knees quickly, pulling your buttcheeks apart to drag his tongue from clit to your wrinkled hole, missing your dripping entrance just to hear you suffer. Squirming and quaking under the fierce hold he grips you in.

He bites down on the swell of your ass, groaning between sucking at the fleshy meat, fingers pressing in harder to fully display where you leak for him. The complete visual of you so obscene, clenching around nothing with your fingers buried in your mouth to contain your cries. “Fuck. So fucking tiny..”

He prods at your entrance, circling the stubby tips of his nails against it to watch another tremor of anguish roll up your thighs. “Tell me baby..”

Johnny glides two digits back inside, having to tuck his lip in to lower the growl in his chest. “Want me to fuck you?”

His tongue curls up, tracing the outline of your hole squeezing his fingers, swirling around your clenched rim that taunts him with the idea of fucking your ass until you’re pitifully groveling. Sulking and begging for him to slow down, go harder, fuck my ass until I break.

“Not…n-not right..” you whimper in spite of your desire screaming out otherwise from every direction. Fighting back the orgasm his fingers are plowing out of you, curling up where you need and pressing with a hard wiggle until your ass jiggles against his face. Tightening around his fingers too much as you hit release, having to stop his ministrations from the grip. “please..I’m married.”

“That makes one of us.” Johnny sighs, popping his fingers free to glide against his tongue. Eyes rolling to the back of his skull, dizzy just from the taste of your hitting his tonsils. “Only one of us has to care.”

Pushing up off his knees, he loops around your waist from behind, chin perched on your shoulder to lick at the shell of your ear, whispering close enough for your eardrums to vibrate. “And it’s not me.”

Hauling away from the counter, Johnny directs you toward the living room with his knees banging into the backs of yours. Protests falling silent as he spins you to face him and cups your cheeks with damp palms. “No one has to know.”

Not allowing you more time to think, his mouth crashes down on yours to stop the next thing you can say to convince yourself that this is wrong. If it’s so wrong, then why do you like it so much?

Johnny doesn’t have to ask you, he knows you’d put up a fight if you really cared. Knows you’d yell at him and push him off instead of lifting your arms above your head for him to strip you free of your nightgown, freely exposing your bare breasts for him to grab and massage, pinching your already hardened nipples as he sucks on your tongue.

“This is what you needed all along, someone to put you in your place.” Johnny’s lips lower to your chest, wrapping his mouth around your nipple to suck on, pulling it between his teeth as his hands cup your ass. Bending at his knee to lift you off your feet, he turns effortlessly, laying you down on the couch you’ve spent many nights with your husband watching movies; more nights alone scrolling through your phone burning through his credit cards.

“Told you I’d fuck you how you deserve baby.” Johnny says, wishing you hadn't insisted on acting so resilient. Now he’d have to make use of the next few days to fuck you morning and night until you have to beg him to carry you, legs too worn out. Leave your cunt raw and used, not like Mr. Jeong would even fathom the idea of his son's best friend since childhood doing something this low to him, not Johnny, the alleged ‘good influence’ on his son.

“Gonna be good for me? Take it like you deserve?” Johnny kicks off his running shoes, easily shoving aside the throb in his skull in favor of devouring you. Pushing his shorts off in one sweep, he positions between your thighs as if his life depends on it. As if you’ll suddenly wake from your spacey horny daze and slap him across the face.

Gripping your chin, he forces your glossy eyes back on his face, sharp features more shadowed from the light streaks of sunlight entering the mostly dimmed room. He’s straight out of a wet dream above you, hair tousled, sweeping down above his strong eyebrows and hooded eyes. Lips swollen fat from the assault delivered to your mouth, and a body you can only squeeze your eyes shut tightly to imagine on top of you while your husband sloppily thrusts and cums too fast.

“Want you.. want you to fuck me.” You drawl, ready to wail as you clutch at his waist. The dips of muscle melting beneath your palms. “Please.. fuck me like I deserve.”

Johnny’s nearly mortified by how red the engorged head of his length looks, stroking up the base as if he needs any help to fully harden, aching between his thighs where his balls sit heavy; dying to release load after load inside of you.

“I know, pretty baby.” Johnny has to take a deep breath, pushing at the back of one of your thighs to swipe between your creamy coated folds, biting down on the tip of his tongue as you tremble in his hold and let out a wet pleading sob to get fucked.

He struggles to slide inside despite how wet you are, mentally and physically cursing, sucking at the drool ready to pour from the corners of his lips. He has to shut his eyes to not cum already, the image of your perfect pussy taking his cock finally feels overwhelming, it’s too much, a culmination of his every thought since the moment he saw you sat on his board with your thighs spread open. He knew he had to have you.

“Fuck, you feel so perfect.” Johnny hisses when he bottoms out, his heavy sack smacking at your rim as he lodges himself in place. Head swirling as you clench up around him and let out the prettiest moans he’s ever heard.

“Big… s’big..” more tears brim your eyes, tugging your lip between your teeth to not wail as a batch of salty wetness rolls down past your lips and pools at your neck.

“Just for you.” Johnny tries out an experimental roll of his hips, stomach sucking in rapid convulsions from how deep inside of you he’s reaching. Unable to even bring himself to take in the hint of bulge protruding on your mound. “Need to get fucked stupid so bad, don’t you sweetheart?”

He can’t wait anymore, patience out the window as he draws back to the tip and rams forward, earning an ear shattering shout from the confines of your chest. He grips onto your thigh, hoisting it around his hip for better leverage as his other hand stays splayed on the back of your knee, pushing your flexibility to its limits with each thrust.

Johnny can see your breasts rise and fall between labored breaths, the rapid motion forcing your tits to bounce delectably, leaving his mouth no choice but to capture your nipple between his teeth and bite.

The drag of his cock feels heavy, near painful from after already cumming. It hurts in a good way, in a way you’d begun to forget. Lost to the torturous slam of his cock spacing out your insides, as if to claim your cunt for no one other than himself.

“Not gonna last much longer,” Johnny says between raspy short breaths. Pistoning into you roughly, nearly inaudible above the booming sound of skin slapping skin. “You’re just too fucking good.”

“You.. you have to..” struggling to breathe too, you can hardly form your thoughts coherently, fucked into another dimension as Johnny keeps going. Cock plunging in and out of you faster, faster than your husband’s ever been capable of.

“No.” He grits, planting his palm against the back of your knee to keep you held in place; not that you have anywhere to go.

“Johnny.. have to..” You start to say again, another orgasm threatening to silence you when he slams in at another angle. Shocking you with the press of two fingers on your clit, working the stiff little bundle of nerves expertly. The relentless pace he fucks into you with never faltering, hip bones smack against your pelvis with a sharp clap. “P-pull out.. can’t.”

“No.” Johnny repeats, sinking in impossibly deep. Delirious as you think the length of his size reaches what feels like the back of your throat. The constant reminder that you haven’t been fucked this good in years echoes at the back of your mind. Perhaps you’d never been fucked this good, definitely not since before the days you found yourself sat across from Jeong Jihoon interviewing to be his secretary fresh out of university. The thought that he’d end up asking you to marry him after a year of fooling around never once crossed your mind. The thought that you’d crave for another man to disrespect you in your happy home, cheat on the man you allegedly love; the man you married for an easy life, never once had occurred to you.

“You’re mine now, don’t fucking tell me what to do.” Johnny rages, bending closer to hover his face above yours. “You make your husband pull out?”

Johnny jaw locks, flexing at the sides where his cheeks start to hollow. His muscles tight and corded from staving off the release he so desperately wants to fill you with, release he wants to keep you full of, watch it swallowed up ensuring you have a piece of him inside of you forever.

“Johnny..” You whimper, pushing a palm against his chest as fresh tears line the rims of your eyes. “S’too much.. can’t anymore.”

“Liar.” Johnny can feel moisture itching at the backs of his eyes, ready to tear up himself from the way your tits bounce with every brutal jostle of your bodies colliding together. “What happened to handling big things, huh?”

A wash of pride puffs out his chest, dipping at his waist as he drives every inch of his length inside, the stretch hurting more now as he barrels another orgasm out of you, much weak this time, still gushing enough clear liquid out to drip down past his balls.

“Fuck, you’re such a mess for me.” Johnny can feel his long overdue orgasm building to its breaking point. Choking on his saliva as he focuses on where the two of you connect, cock drenched with the glisten of your never ending release. “Look so pretty when you’re getting fucking ruined.”

“Joh-johnn—“ You try to speak, digging your nails into his chest, may as well be babbling in another language for all he cares. “Too big for me, too m-much.. please..”

His hips finally come to a stand still, groaning from the depths of his chest in a guttural tone. Johnny should be ashamed of the whined shout that breaks out of him, fucking into you with three rapid fire thrusts that send him over the edge. Pushed hard enough to lurch him forward, boneless as he plants on top of you and punches the air from your chest with his, the hold on your thighs weakened, flopping your legs around his sides numbly as his cock throbs against your insides. The tip of it painting your cervix with spurt after spurt of thick white ropes.

Johnny’s not sure he’s ever cum this hard before, the sensation rattles up his spine, buried balls deep as he trembles and falls apart. The amount of release is too much, pouring out around his thick size to drip it’s way down between his inner thighs; sticky and hot where it glues his skin together with each slight circle of his hips. “Fuckfuckfuck..”

Between his eyelashes fluttering, Johnny watches your chest heave, mind continuing to spiral from your release. He thinks you’re the prettiest woman he’s ever seen, especially fucked full of him, euphorically blissed out at his hands. He knew you’d be even prettier after ruining you, stripping you down to submit for him.

Mine. Should be mine. Fucked like you’re all mine.

Drawing back from between your legs as slowly as possible, Johnny admires how wrecked your core appears, twitching around his size as each inch glides free. It’d be a shame to waste all this cum, if not for how debauched and pretty your cunt looked like this. Covered in release that you took out of him. Mine. Mine. All mine.

“So.. Mrs. Jeong..” Johnny falls to your side, huffing as he lands.

“Ugh.” Smacking his chest, you roll your eyes. “Stop calling me that.”

Johnny licks up your neck, biting down on your jaw until you let out a pained squeak. “I’ll have to come back next summer, don’t you think?”

His pouty lips litter kisses higher, tugging your earlobe between his teeth with a light teasing bite. “Maybe even Christmas, Thanksgiving? Hmm, I know how busy your husband can get.”

“What would my husband think? Suddenly his son's friend has decided to hang around every holiday?”

“Best friend, you know Mr. Jeong says I'm always welcome. A polite and intelligent young man such as myself.” Johnny informs, lapping at your ear between words. “He really thinks of me as his own son.”

“My husband’s a very cunning man..” You retort, twisting your neck to face him. “He managed to make me his, you know.”

Johnny’s eyes flicker over your face, the regular pace your chest rises and falls at again, thumbing at your bottom lip. “He’s smart.”

“Really smart..”

“I’m smarter.” Johnny says confidently, pushing the tip of his thumb past your lips. “And I always get what I want.”

Always get what’s mine.

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[star-suh]

if you're ever gonna write a fic soon can u do a winwin and jaehyun x bttm m reader huhu

winwin & jaehyun x male reader

tasty

cw: threesome, double penetration, tummy bulge, pwp, university au, some praising, possesive behaviour(?), breeding, implied multiple rounds, eating cum ass to mouth, some somnophilia(?), jaehyun and winwin last convo is… 😭😭

an: hope you like it anon, thanks for the request

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"yeah just like that" moaned jaehyun who was grabbing your hips and guiding your hole down his thick meat, meanwhile winwin was stuffing your mouth with his cock.

"is it good?" asked winwin

"fuck yeah, probably the best hole i've fucked while being on university" answered jaehyun moaning feeling how y/n is taking all his cock at once, something no one has ever done it before "such a hungry hole you have down here y/n" said jaehyun while squeezing y/n's nipples making him emitt moans that makes winwin's cock vibrate.

"he does have hungry holes" said winwin, i bet he can take us both at once" he wiped y/n's tear "open up" demanded winwin and y/n complied opening his mouth, winwin position the head of his cock on y/n's tongue and spit on top of it. y/n was enjoying how jaehyun cock stretches his tight hole while tasting winwin's mixture of his spit and pre-cum.

"i'm gonna work him down here so he can take us both" said jaehyun who started to thrust deep and hard, that plus winwin and jaehyun playing with one nipple both, makes y/n yelp in pleasure "i want more" the overstimulated y/n said in a begging tone. "shush pretty boy" said winwin "we're gonna give you more" he then kissed y/n in a sloppy way, teeth clashing and drool spilling everywhere.

"i think it is ready, look" jaehyun said to winwin while laying on bed with y/n on top of him, he grabbed y/n's legs spreading them open showing winwin a majestic view, y/n's hole swallowing jaehyun's cock and clenchin like it was asking for more. winwin slapped his cock on y/n's already stuffed hole, "don't worry baby, we would make you feel so good that you would come back asking for more" he said while penetrating y/n inch by inch "fuck yeah" moaned jaehyun "it feels more thight now, but he's taking it so well, like a champ" praised jaehyun while kissing y/n's neck and leaving some hickeys on it "this ass is for us, to use as we please" said jaehyun grabbing y/n's ass leaving his hand print on it "yes sir, this ass is all for you to usee~" he was so overstimulated already that started to say nonsenses just asking for both boys to re-arrange his insides and they both obeyed, thrusting their cocks forming bulges on y/n's tummy everytime one cock goes deep inside, they keep fucking, kissing, marking and breeding y/n to make y/n know that he belongs to jaehyun and winwin…

some hours later y/n's ass was sore, still being drilled by winwin while jaehyun was drinking water taking some rest "i can't take it anymore guys" said y/n tired, "this is the last load baby" said winwin "i know you cab take it… take it for me~" moaned winwin cumming deep inside y/n… "yeah just like that you're a champ, you milkes ud both so well y/n" he says while kissing the younger. "yeah look" jaehyun said grabbing his balls "this aren't heavy anymore, i think we found an amazing ass to dump our loads dude".

y/n fell asleep on top of winwin who carefully stand up and left y/n on the bed sleeping with his ass up "look at that ass, he certainly knows how to take cock and how to milk it, he made me feel so good" praised jaehyun "i definitely want more of it". "me too" replied winwin "look how cum is still dripping out of him, If we had continued fucking him, we would have made cheese inside of him" jaehyun smacked winwin "dude shut the fuck up, don't be gross" they both laughed and jaehyun went to prepare the bathroom to clean y/n while winwin sucked the cum out of y/n's ass with his mouth "your ass taste so good y/n… even better with our cum inside of it".

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[neowinestainedress]

rock, paper, scissors

title: rock, paper, scissors

pairing: suh johnny x jeong jaehyun x lee jeno x na jaemin x fem!oc/reader (no name used, written in third person) 

genre: smut, basically pwp, best friends!au

summary: five friends rent a house together for a few weeks to enjoy summer like they used to do when they were younger, thinking that nothing could change their friendship. But teasing leads to pent-up tension and tension leads to problems. Problems that can’t be fixed by playing ‘rock, paper, scissors’ like when they were young.

warnings: smut, sexual tension, implied masturbation, unprotected sex, fivesome, (not discussed) dom/sub dynamics, fingering (f), rimming (f), oral (m), double penetration, spit roasting, rough sex, dirty talk, degradation, praise, minor choking, anal sex (f receiving), spitting, light hair pulling, size kink, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, minor orgasm control, minor dumbification, (hard) dom!johnny, dom!jaehyun, (hard) dom!jeno, dom!jaemin, sub!oc/reader, filth just pure filth. 

words: 11.765k

a/n: the 4J smut nobody asked for is here. I think I struggle writing things with no emotions so this one was pretty much a challenge for me, but I hope it’s not too bad and you’ll enjoy it. I made it sound deep in the summary but the ‘problems’ are just them being horny. Let me know what you think with comments, reblogs or asks. ♡

taglist: @wooyoung4eva @jenoxygen @sunshinedhyuck @kundann @jaeymark

They had no idea if she was doing it on purpose, but the more they stared at her, the more they couldn’t get what the hell had happened in over a year. 

When she had to move out of town for a job opportunity and they stopped seeing her, they were still used to a pretty innocent woman that would always get shy at their sexual jokes or, most of the time, don’t get them at all. But the woman in front of them was a completely changed person. And none of them expected these two weeks together, locked in the same house, to be this hard. 

“This was exactly what we needed,” she exclaimed as she faced the balcony of their rented house, looking at the view in front of her, a drink Johnny just made in hand and a big floppy hat covering her from the sun. 

“Most definitely,” Jeno replied from behind, lounging on a sunbed with one arm behind his head, forcing his eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, to drift away from her barely covered ass and stare at the view – like he could give two shits about the sea and the beach in front of them. 

“We should go to the beach again,” she said, turning around, resting her elbows on the railing, and looking at all of her friends with a smile on her face. “We’ve spent these first two days locked in.” 

“It’s hot,” Jaemin replied, “I don’t get why you want to go down to the beach when we have a pool right here.” 

“You’re so lazy,” she huffed, waving him off but then moving to sit between him and Jaehyun, wiggling her ass to fit between them, pushing their open legs close so she could squeeze in. “Why don’t you like going there?” 

He snickered, shaking his head and trying not to pay attention to the way her skin was rubbing against his. “Too many people. You know I hate crowds.” 

“But the sea is funnier,” she whined, turning around, pouting at him, leaning forward to give him big doe eyes to convince him to go with her.

And Jaemin wouldn’t have given up easily if only his eyes didn’t fall on her chest, pressed up and half exposed by the top of the skimpy white bikini. “I’ll come,” he replied just to make her move from that position before he could get a hard-on in front of everybody. 

“See, I can always convince you,” she cheered, not noticing anything, not even the way the other three, in the meanwhile, were rather lost in the other curves of her body. 

What the hell were they thinking about? They all mentally cursed, shaking themselves out of their thoughts, some of them feeling more guilty and some others just to keep their morality in line but their reason was the same. They couldn’t screw up fifteen years of friendship for being horny. They all cherished her and their friendship. So they came up with the silent mutual agreement of not ruining everything for sex. The nights there were young, and there were so many hot women they could get, it was just a matter of time before she would’ve slipped back into the back of their minds and simply stayed as their dearest friend. 

But they were wrong. 

Jeno was the first one to lose his mind. He just couldn’t help to look at her in another way when she wasn’t doing anything to don’t make him fall to his knee and wait for the right moment to have her. 

“You’ll get skin cancer if you don’t protect yourself,” she said while her hands moved on his toned body – beautifully toned body, she would’ve said – trying not to get lost on it for too long, wondering since when he had so many muscles.

Jeno mumbled a brief response while he tried to keep his eyes open so his horny-dumb-brain wouldn’t have started to imagine her hands somewhere else on his body. “’kay, are you done?” He asked when she reached too close to his lap, standing up and smiling awkwardly. 

“Yes, but can you help me too?” She pouted, passing him the bottle of sunscreen and tilting her head to the side. 

“On your body?” He asked, scratching his neck. 

“Yeah, silly, where else would you want to apply it?” 

“Sure,” he replied, pulling his lips in a tight line. “Turn around and lay,” he said, waiting for her to take place in his old position. He had to take a deep breath before squeezing the cold cream in his hands and starting to apply it on her shoulders, her back, hardly skipping her round perky ass, and down to the back of her thighs and legs. 

“Oh,” she moaned, “you’re really good with your hands, you know?”  

“Oh, sure I am,” he replied with a smug smirk without realizing, “I mean,” he coughed, “I give pretty good massages.” 

“Uhm, uhm,” she moaned again, eyes closed and lips parted. And Jeno had to gather all the will in his body to don’t move her bikini to the side and fuck her right there to see how even prettier she would’ve looked if those sounds came from even more pleasure. 

“Turn around,” he said, shaking his head as if to scroll those thoughts out of his mind. “Do you also need my help here?” 

“Yeah, I covered your whole body, do the same.” 

“Fine,” he sighed, splashing more cream in his hands and doing the same in the front of her body. “Why are you laughing?” He asked, while his hands were on her stomach, her soft smooth skin making him want to taste so much more than just that.

“Nothing,” she said but her lips were still turned up in a playful grin while she stared at his hesitant hands. 

“Okay, come on, now, what’s this?” 

“As soon as I complimented you, your hands started shaking,” she smiled, sitting up once he was done, and brushing a strand of long black-greenish hair behind his ear. “You’re cute,” she said before leaving a kiss on top of his nose and getting up, running outside to reach the others in the pool. 

Jeno stood there for a while, frozen, before he sighed loudly, shaking his head. “She’s going to make me go insane.” 

The second one to realize that the plan wasn’t working was Johnny. 

He wasn’t used to hearing her pick up all his dirty jokes, so he kept making them and every time got taken aback when she would, not only flirt back, but sometimes, even start it all. 

“Could you please stop taking so much space on the couch?” She whined, trying to fit next to him as they tried to choose a movie to watch. 

“Hey, you know I’m a big guy,” he replied with a smirk on his face and winking, expecting her to squirm and hide in embarrassment. 

“Do I?” She replied, looking at him in the eyes, smirking back. “You know, I’m a visual learner,” she joked, clicking her tongue before turning her attention to the tv again, chuckling lowly as she could still see his stunned expression and feel how his body tensed up. 

But Johnny tried to hide it, and cleared his throat, squeezing in his seat to leave her more room.

Or when they were in the kitchen, trying to fit the frozen mixture of a cake they decided to prepare into a form. 

“It will never fit,” Johnny groaned, throwing his head back, and shaking his red-brown hair out of his face since his hands were dirty.

“Don’t you know how to be patient?” She asked, coming to his side, taking the dough in her hands and placing it on a plate for a moment. “If it doesn’t slide in,” she said, voice lower than usual as she dirtied her fingers with butter, “it means that you have to get it nice and wet and slippery,” she explained while her fingers ran over the sides of the silicone form before she gently squeezed the dough inside. “See, how easy it is to make it fit if you take it slow?” 

Johnny hummed, looking away from her fingers, trying to scroll out of his mind the thought of those fingers being inside of her as he watched how she would take care of herself. “Thanks, I guess,” he babbled, forcing a smile on his face and trying to avoid her teasing gaze. 

She shrugged, patting his shoulder with her clean hand. “A shame, by the way, I always imagined you as someone that knew how to take it slow,” she winked, before leaving the kitchen. 

Oh, he thought that too before her.

The third to give up was Jaemin. For him, it was the constant touches. The way her hands always found a way on his skin, or in his hair, touching him as if her life depended on it. 

When he played video games she always found an excuse to sit on his lap, unknowingly – he wasn’t so sure about that – grinding against him. Or when he wanted to enjoy the peace of the evening and read something outside of the porch she was always there, snuggling close to him. But worsts of it all were their days at the beach.

“Your skin is so soft,” she cooed one day while they were sitting under the umbrella and her head was resting against his shoulder, her hands gently caressing his arm. 

“Thanks,” he stuttered, not really knowing what to say, too afraid that, if said more, not-so-appropriate sounds would’ve rolled out of his mouth. Why was she touching him like this? Why was her leg so pressed against his? Wasn’t she hot?  And why the hell she never asked the others to go with her? Did she like making him suffer?

She chuckled, moving one hand up under his chin and turning his face toward hers. “Thank you for always coming with me here,” she purred, letting her hand trail up and reach his dark-brown hair, ruffling them playfully. “You’re the best.”

Jaemin swallowed, trying to keep his eyes on hers and not on her soft, plump lips and don’t lean in to kiss her, smiling lightly and thinking that fuck, this was going to be harder than he imagined. 

The last one to fall was Jaehyun. He couldn’t really get why she insisted so much to train with him, she had never been a gym girl anyway. But now she was always with him for the few hours he would spend in the small gym inside the house. And he hated it. 

He hated the way the pink leggings wrapped around her body. He hated the way her tits bounced when she ran and he could hardly take his eyes off of them. He hated the moans that rolled past her lips when she had to push her body past its limits. And he hated himself because he wasn’t one that typically lost control, so why was he losing it with his best friend?

“I don’t get why you’re always here,” he whispered one time, chuckling, shaking his head as he kept his focus on the weights he was cleaning. Pretending they were much more interesting than her passing a cloth over her body to dry the sweat.

“To stay fit?” She replied as if it was obvious.

“Yeah, but why? Since when?” 

“Why not? I’m with you. I don’t have all those other judgmental people I’d have in a real gym and I get to see muscles anyway,” she winked, patting his head. 

Jaehyun stuttered something under his breath before lifting his head to stare at her. “My muscles?” 

“Oh, please, don’t act as if you’re not aware of the body you carry around.” 

He smirked, lowering his head to hide the blush. “And you like the body I carry around?” 

She giggled, stealing a white towel close to his seat, and wrapping it around her shoulder before walking to the door. “I love it,” she winked and then sent him a flying kiss that he didn’t even try to catch, too caught up in this. Too caught up in her.

“Tell me you’re seeing her,” Jeno cried out in exasperation when he barged into Johnny’s room, knowing he would’ve found all of them there. She went out to buy something, giving them a bit of time to breathe.

They quirked a brow, putting down their phones to look at him. “Her as in our best friend or another girl that’s making you lose your mind?” Johnny asked, throwing his head back to look at him.

Jeno sighed, running a hand in his hair and pulling. “Yes, congratulations, you got it. Of course, it’s her, who else could it be?” 

“And? What do you want us to do?” Jaemin asked, twirling in the chair, resting his head against his fist. 

“I don’t know, but she either calms down or I can’t promise you I’ll be able to resist much more,” he huffed. “She’s doing it on purpose, she’s never been like this.” 

“Or maybe you never wanted to look at her like that,” Jaehyun said, shrugging. 

“Please, don’t tell me that a year ago she was the same,” he groaned. “Have you ever seen her wear those skimpy dresses? Wear so much jewellery? Do her hair so nicely? Or be so touchy all the time?” 

“She had never been ugly, though,” Jaemin said, “Jae’s right.” 

Jeno rolled his eyes. “It’s not about being ugly but she was so fucking innocent and naïve and now she’s… she’s always the one flirting,” he snapped. “With everybody.” 

Johnny laughed. “Yeah, you mad because it’s not you.” 

“Shut the hell up,” he retorted. “I was trying to be nice because I know you want her just as well, and you know she wouldn’t say no to me. So… how are we going to do this?” 

“Are we planning this?” Jaemin asked, furrowing his brows. “You’re making it sound like a bank robber.” 

“Well, it could be even more dangerous than that.” 

A few days passed as they tried to test the waters, sneaking around her, trying to flirt back and tease her just as much without slamming her against a wall or any surface they had near them. But nothing really happened, just her usual jokes, and light touches and then she would walk away as if nothing happened, leaving them high and dry. 

Their plan was to try to push her harder until she would’ve picked one of them and they couldn’t get mad at each other or fight over who should’ve tried their luck. But nothing. Not even a glimpse of intention of going all way with one of them. Just a long and gruelling torture made of teasings and sexual tension that wasn’t leading them anywhere.

“I’m telling you, I can’t do this tonight,” Jeno warned them, sipping on a cocktail as he leaned back against ‘their table’. They were at a beach party near their rented house, organised by some people they met there but it wasn’t like any of them could really care about the party when they had her. 

She was going around collecting drinks, and men, dancing on everybody, letting way too many foreign hands roam on her body and – worst of it all – she wouldn’t miss the chance to look and smirk at them when they casually faced the same way. 

“You say it every time and you didn’t fuck her yet,” Jaehyun sang, raising a brow before sipping from his drink too, eyes never leaving her body swinging in a man’s arms. 

Jeno glared at him and then clenched the glass tighter. “It’s not like I can force her, can I? And didn’t we have a pact between us? I’m just being nice with you guys because I’m more than sure that with some more talking she would fuck me with no hesitation.” 

“Would she?” Jaemin asked, peaking his head forward to look at him. “Because it looks like we’re all in the same boat.” 

“Then what do we do?” Johnny asked, shaking his hair out of his face, winking at her when their eyes met. 

“Man, I don’t know, if I had a solution to this problem I would’ve solved it,” Jeno replied. 

“Hey, guys.” There she was, chest panting, sweat pearling her skin, hair flying lightly in the sea breeze, and a bright smile on her face. A vision that made them all stop in their tracks and get lost in the shape of her body. “Guys?” 

“Yeah, uhm, yeah,” they replied, shaking their heads and swallowing, trying to hide the embarrassment of being caught, and luckily for them, she simply chuckled. “The drinks are already getting to your head, aren’t they? You really can’t take it anymore.” 

They all snickered and then Jeno replied, “no, we seriously can’t take it anymore.” 

“I’m getting bored here,” she pouted, squeezing in between Jeno and Johnny and wrapping her arms around their shoulders. “Can we go home and play something just between us?” 

“Bored? It seems like you are having so much fun, there,” Jaehyun joked, and Jeno hit his stomach with his elbow, making him groan in pain. 

“We can surely go home, now, as soon as possible,” he replied, pulling her away from the others.

“I need my shoes,” she whined, trying to push back. 

“Johnny will get them for you, we just have to walk on the sand, come on, now,” he insisted. “Want me to carry you? Want to see how strong I am?” 

The other rolled their eyes hearing his words and watching as he carried her to their place, their giggles fading in the distance.

“We better hurry before he seriously talks her through getting dicked down,” Jaehyun warned them. 

Once they were all inside, they decided to play beer pong, which wasn’t even beer. But whatever mix of alcohol they had put in was good. 

“So the winners get what?” Jaemin asked, reaching the other side of the table to stay at Johnny’s side to get ready to play.

“Nothing,” she replied, “it’s just for fun, why would you want to win something?”

“Then who loses should get a penalty, at least,” Jeno said. “Come on, there’s no fun with no penalties.”

“Swapping clothes with someone else,” she shrugged, grabbing the ping-pong ball.

“Hey, what’s the fun in that? If they lose they would wear your dress and you wear their big shirt and jeans?”

She chuckled, “What? Sad you won’t be able to stare at my body anymore?” 

Jeno coughed while the others laughed under their teeth. “I don’t stare at your body,” he retorted with an obvious lie. “But fine, clothes swapping for the losers.”

So they finally started playing, their team leading with 5-3 out of 10 points against Johnny and Jaemin, but they never reached the final game. She wasn’t dumb, she knew what was going on, they had never been so clingy, and it surely wasn’t because she needed help to play the game. Jaehyun and Jeno’s hands rested on her back for most of the time and Johnny and Jaemin were concentrated on everything but where to aim the ball.

“Would you please stop looking at me like this?” She asked, turning around to lean against the table, arms crossed in front of her chest, not throwing the ball but placing it in one of the glasses. 

“Like what?” Jeno asked, playing dumb.

She snickered, fanning her hair back, and curling her lips in a grin. “Like you want to fuck me.”

“What?” They all gasped, pretending to be shocked, shaking their heads, Johnny and Jaemin moving around the table to walk toward them. 

She scoffed, chuckling under her breath. “Seriously? What? I see the way you look at me,” she started saying, getting up and walking around them. “The way you’ve been looking at me since this holiday started,” she smirked, one finger running up and down Jeno and Jaemin’s bicep before she walked behind them and reached Johnny and Jaehyun, making them hold their breath in a weird mix of sexual tension and fear of having screwed their friendship up. “You know,” she whispered, walking away and sitting on the couch, legs crossed together and upper body leaning against the backrest, “I thought at least one of you had enough guts to man up and come ask me.” 

At the tease, Jaemin snapped, turning to stare at her better. “You think we’re not brave enough? 

She shrugged, moving her hair to the side. “Well, you’re there, drooling over me, jacking off thinking of me,” she smirked, eyes glinting at Jaemin that turned red in a second, so she heard him that day... “and yet…” she whispered in a huff, throwing her head back. 

“Fine,” Jeno snapped, turning to the boys, “if this is how you want it, we’re picking who gets to fuck you. Rock, paper, scissors.”

She laughed in disbelief. “You’re picking who gets to fuck me with that game? Like when we were kids and you had to choose who played my husband?”

“Yeah, why do you think none of us made the first move?” Jaehyun replied, hand still clenched in a fist, ready to play the game. “It’s a bro thing, it wouldn’t have been fair to us and to you. We were waiting for you to pick but you never made the first move either.”

A smile crossed her face before she turned it into a smirk, “Pick?” She asked, twirling a strand of hair in her finger. “Who says I want to pick?” 

They chuckled awkwardly, looking at each other and then at her to see if she was playing, if they were all in the same perverted and weird dream or if this was a just as sick and perverted reality. And when it turned out to be the latter, they all laughed. 

“Yeah, fine, nice joke, but you’re still not as funny as me,” Johnny said. 

She laughed too. “You seriously are so dumb at picking up signals,” she huffed, one hand moving to trail on her thigh, moving the dress up so slowly it felt like torture but none of them seemed to find the strength to move, it was like there was an invisible wall separating them. “I thought I was the loser, innocent one of our group but turns out that having fucked half of the earth’s population doesn’t make you smart either when it comes to this.” 

“Hey! We didn’t fuck half of the population,” Jaemin complained. “And you are the innocent one… well,” he gulped, getting lost in the way her fingers were tracing her body, moving up to her stomach, to her breast, to her neck and then back down, “you were.” 

She snickered, “So? Do I have to put on a show for you to get somewhere? Because apparently, the ones I’ve been putting on weren’t enough to make you grow some balls and confront me.” 

“Okay, you need to stop this,” Jeno warned, getting mad at the teasing. “We respect you.” 

“Yeah, and we’re friends and we’ve known each other for so long, we wiped your tears when those silly boys broke up with you because you weren’t ready to have sex,” she mocked, rolling her eyes back. “And I don’t care. I think we’ve crossed that line for a little while now, don’t you think so?” 

They looked at each other with a frown but then hummed. 

“So let’s cross it even physically,” she proposed, leaning forward. “If I have to regret something I want to regret the best fuck of my life, not some mental games that are bringing me no pleasure at all.” 

“Okay, is this seriously you, or did somebody exchange you?” Johnny asked, raising a brow, still not fully believing her words.

“People can change so much over a year, babe,” she winked. “But since you look so taken aback, I have a pretty long list of people at the beach that wouldn’t say no…” 

“No!” Jeno shouted, walking to her in a second and pushing her back down on the couch. “I don’t care what they say but I am not losing this chance with you tonight.” 

“Good,” she smirked. “And you? Want to play rock, paper, scissors with your morals and then decided what to do?” 

“Fuck it, I know what I want to do,” Jaehyun exclaimed, placing the cup down and walking toward her. 

“You two?” She asked one last time, smiling at the last two friends. And with just one last look at each other, they were all over her, lips hungrily kissing her skin and hands touching every inch of her body with much more vigor than in the past days. 

“Oh, wow,” she chuckled, “you truly were holding back these days.” 

“Shut up,” Jeno scolded against her ear. “You are such a fucking tease, you knew what you were putting us through.” 

She only giggled at his words, enjoying the others’ greedy attention. “As if you weren’t enjoying that.” 

“We hated that,” Johnny retorted. “Maybe we should teach you a little lesson. Give you a taste of your own medicine.” 

“I don’t think you’ll be able to do that,” she teased but got immediately shut down when Jeno kissed her harshly and tugged her hair, making her lips part in the kiss to let out a low whimper.

“Let us show you, dear,” he replied when he pulled away, standing up to get rid of his shirt. Her eyes trailed on his body, watching his muscles flex and having to close her slightly parted mouth to don’t drool at the sight. “Yeah, you love this, don’t you?” He teased, kneeling next to her again. “You could’ve had me much before if only you didn’t put up with your stupid teasing game.” 

“My stupid –”

“Shhh,” he shut her up with a finger on her lips, “no talking back, it’s useless.” 

She gulped, but couldn’t help to let a small smile creep on her face at this unknown side of him. She heard stories about Jeno in bed but well, they were best friends, she never dug too deep into them and now… 

“Look at you,” Jaehyun said in awe, “you really do love this.” He was a little taken aback, no matter how much he wanted her, he knew her, well, he thought he knew her, and he wasn’t so sure she could keep up with their rhythms and kinks but apparently, he was wrong. 

Johnny snickered when she hummed, smiling at Jaehyun. “Should we test just how much you love this?” He asked, letting his hands travel under her dress and gripping the elastic of the panties to slowly pull them down. “Should we see how far we can push you before it gets too much for our little, innocent best friend?” 

She smirked, humming lowly. “Or how much of me you can take.” 

“You’re still not done with your stupid games, I see,” Jeno huffed. “Well, we’ll put an end to this soon,” he said before unexpectedly lifting her up, making her gasp. “My bedroom, now,” he ordered to the others as he carried her upstairs on his shoulder. 

When they reached the bedroom, Jeno was on top of her, his hand already teasing her wet pussy while his lips kept tormenting the skin of her neck. 

“You’re so greedy,” Jaemin complained, jumping on the bed next to her, kissing her too, “you want everything to yourself.” 

“Not my fault you can’t keep up with me,” Jeno replied, pulling away and spreading her legs more. “And look at you,” he teased, fingers smearing her wetness and playing with her clit, “so wet already? Have you been thinking about us all night while you let those other men touch you?”

She hummed against Jaemin’s lips and gasped lowly when she felt Johnny’s lips wrap around her hard nipple.  

“You’re so pretty,” Jaehyun whispered, touching her thigh, but his eyes were stilled where Jeno’s fingers were still moving on her. 

“And excited,” Jeno added when two fingers slipped into her with ease. “Fuck, you’re so hot.” 

She whined, pulling away from Jaemin’s kiss. “Stop teasing, just fuck me already.” 

A burst of deep laughter rolled out of their lips, “Desperate little thing,” Johnny mocked. “I thought we had to get you nice and wet and slippery,” he whispered close to her ear, marking every word, reminding her what she had told him before, making her lift her gaze on him and suppress a moan when Jaehyun’s fingers slipped past her entrance too. “See,” he chuckled darkly, pulling away from her, “you have a lot to take, babe. You don’t want to break, right?” 

“I won’t break,” she bit back, huffing, head rolling back when Jeno and Jaehyun’s fingers started stretching her more, rubbing so against her walls.

“No, you won’t,” Jaemin whispered, kissing her chest and then biting down on her nipple, eliciting a soundless gasp from her. “You wanted this. Wanted all of us.” 

“Yeah, you won’t back down, right? Realize we’re more than you can take a run away like a scared little kitty?” Jeno teased, pushing one of her legs further down so it touched the mattress completely, exposing her more, making her whine as shame crept up. 

“Please, nobody believes you’re shy after all you’ve done these past days,” Jaehyun teased, moving her hands out of her face. 

“You can’t feel embarrassed with us, right?” Johnny cooed, caressing her cheek, blocking her wrists over her head so Jaehyun could focus completely on fingering her. “Your best friends. We’ve seen you grow,” he pouted while his free hand moved down to reach her clit, the stimulation so intense that she couldn’t find the strength to answer, making them all giggle lowly. 

“Just started and she’s already wrecked. This ‘s going to be fun,” Jeno whispered but she didn’t even get it, too caught up in the first orgasm approaching. She might’ve not been innocent like she was before – or like they thought she was before – but she had never done anything like this, four men all over her, touching, kissing, licking every inch of her body. A fantasy she wanted to try for so long but never imagined she would have the chance to, especially not with her best friends. 

“’M close,” she moaned, one hand wrapping around Jaemin’s hair while he was still pressed against her boobs sucking her nipple, and the other leaving marks on Johnny’s thigh. 

“Oh, already?” Jeno cooed, stilling his movements inside of her, making Jaehyun follow. 

“No, please, please, don’t stop. I’ve been good, why would you – shit – oh,” she gasped when they picked up again, laughing at her. 

“Just wanted to hear you beg,” Jeno replied, shrugging. “You know, you always demand in our friendship, always so good at making us do whatever you want.” 

“Can you please make me come?” She pleaded, fluttering her eyes at them. 

“See, why you never think about us?” Johnny huffed, quickening the pace on her sensitive clit, and then pushing two fingers into her mouth, freeing her wrists. “That’s better,” he cooed, “stop whining and just take what we give you.” 

She hummed around his digits, tightening the hold around Jaemin that never stopped torturing her nipples, and squirming under the other three’s hands. 

“Just because I can’t wait to be inside of you,” Jeno said, fingers pumping in and out harder, filling her when Jaehyun’s were out and vice versa, never stopping stimulating her, “come for us, come on,” he ordered. 

The first orgasm hit her hard, leaving her shaking already, and once she came down from the high they gave her no time to breathe. 

As soon as Johnny pulled his fingers out of her mouth, Jeno pushed his, covered in her cum, in, forcing them down her throat. “Taste yourself, babe,” he ordered. “Like this, so good.” 

“Are you ready for the real thing?” Jaemin asked, getting rid of all his clothes, thick cock springing out of his boxer, red tip leaking pre-cum, making her mouth part in awe. 

“Are you going to fuck me first?” 

“Want to complain even about that?” Jeno tsked, shaking his head. 

“I wasn’t complaining,” she glared at him, sitting up and crawling to Jaemin to kiss him.

“Want to fuck your ass,” he confessed against her lips, making her pull away and chuckle nervously as she stared at him with a furrow on her face.

“Oh, princess has never been fucked in the ass before,” Johnny laughed at her expression. 

“No, I…” she started mumbling but Jaemin kissed her again, hands travelling down to cup her full ass and squeeze it in his palms, eliciting a low moan from her. 

“It will feel good, baby,” he cooed. “You trust me, right? You know Nana won’t ever hurt you.” The sweet – yet, condescending – tone of his voice made the other chuckle at his attempt to ease her into this but she found it normal, it was a usual Jaemin trick, it couldn’t have led to anything dangerous, right? Anyway, she did trust him and she was willing to try. 

“Just… prep me,” she whimpered when his fingers grazed her sensitive rim. 

A big proud smile crept on Jaemin’s face. “Fuck, I love you,” he exclaimed before signaling her to lay on the bed with her face against the mattress. 

She closed her eyes when the lewd sound of his spit hitting her rim resonated in the room and his lips started working on her, moving with precision and yet eating her out as if she was his last meal. But the sweet gestures stopped soon when his finger slipped past her rim. 

“You’re so tight, baby,” he cooed, his sweet tone hiding the devilish smirk on his face as he watched her body hardly taking him. “Need a little help?” 

She hummed, nodding, cheeks brushing against the sheets, and eyes squeezed as she tried to relax around his finger, pain mixing with pleasure. It wasn’t that terrible but it still was a weird feeling.

“I don’t think we have lube,” Jeno said before spitting on her ass loudly. 

“Ugh,” she moaned, thighs squeezing together and breath faltering. 

“Oh,” he whispered, lifting a brow, “you like that…” 

“You’re so fucking filthy,” Jaehyun mocked, watching the scene with curios eyes.

“Well, since you love this so much, it will work,” Jaemin shrugged, moving his finger faster inside of her when another string of saliva rolled out of Jeno’s mouth.  

“No, what… what if it’ll hurt?” She managed to breathe out, shaking her head, trying to lift her body up from the mattress but Johnny held her right in place, pushing her further down. 

“It won’t hurt, alright? You can take it,” he said, caressing her back. “But… since it’s you, I’ll go see if I have some.” 

“Tha-thank you,” she mumbled, voice dying in her throat when Jaemin added another finger after he spat on her again. 

“Oh, please, it’s not hurting, your pussy is dripping on the sheets. You love this.” 

“Mmph, yeah, but – but – fuck – you’re big, so big,” she breathed out, hiding her face in the pillows from embarrassment. 

“Oh, little red riding hood got herself in trouble?” Jeno teased, caressing her hair gently before tugging at it and turning her face to the side again. “Fell into the big bad wolf trap imagining you could take it?” 

“I can take it,” she retorted, knitting her brows but only making him snicker. 

“Whining a little too much for someone that’s sure about her abilities.” 

She simply groaned, closing her eyes again and trying to relax even more around Jaemin’s fingers. 

“Here it is,” Johnny exclaimed, entering the room again and throwing the bottle at Jeno that caught it swiftly.

“I liked the spit better but anyway,” Jeno shrugged before squirting a big amount of the liquid on her rim. 

A louder moan rolled out of her lips when the cold liquid dripped inside her and Jaemin’s fingers started moving faster now that there was no friction against her insides. 

“And man, move, she’s ready,” Jeno huffed impatiently.  

“Can you please have some patience? She loves this so much, just look at her,” Jaemin replied, eyes drifting from him to the string of cum that was drooling out of her pussy and the way her ass was clenching around his three fingers. 

“Yes, and imagine how much she’d love your cock,” he replied with a fake kind smile on his face. “Tell him, babe,” he ordered, tugging her hair again and arching her back, “tell him how badly you need your pretty ass to be filled with his big cock.”

The nasty words and the condescending tone made her insides twitch, pussy clenching around nothing and mouth opening wider. “Need you,” she mumbled, trying to open her eyes and tilt her head more to look at Jaemin. 

Johnny chuckled, pushing her upper body up completely, cupping her cheeks and squeezing tight. “Tell him exactly what you need. We know you’re not innocent so stop fucking pretending.” 

She gulped, falling on her hands when Johnny let go without a warning. “Jaem,” she whispered, looking past her shoulders, “need your – mmh – need your cock to fuck my ass, please,” she moaned, nails gripping the sheets when he stuffed his thumb into her wet pussy, cutting the air out of her lungs. “Please, please, fuck me hard. Jaemin, please.” 

He smirked, a low snicker rolling past his lips. “As you wish, princess,” he replied, pulling out, watching as her holes clenched around nothing before he grabbed his dick and lined it against her swollen hole. He leaned against her back, lips brushing against her ear, “but just know I won’t be treating you as one.” He smirked before bottoming out completely, thick dick stretching her more than his three fingers did, making her gasp and collapse against the mattress again, body going limp under him. 

“Fuck,” he groaned, throwing his head back and holding her waist tight, “feels so good.” 

“Wait, wait,” she mumbled, trying to stand on her hands again but Jeno pushed her down another time. “No, the condom, the – fuck – Jaemin.” 

“We’re clean,” Jeno replied instead. “We told you we care for you. Do you really want to see the test results, now?” 

She opened her mouth to speak, mumbling something, “You – fuck – you checked yourself?” She asked in disbelief, honestly, it was good but fuck, how desperate they were? How much were they rooting for this to happen? 

“Of course, we did,” Jaehyun replied. “Your safeness comes first.” 

“You’re – shit – fuck, okay, I guess, I…” 

“I think you should just shut up now and relax,” Jaemin shut her midway, slapping her ass cheek. “You said you trusted us. You do trust us, right?” 

She nodded, trapping her lower lip between her teeth when he started hitting deeper and faster. 

“Tell us that you do,” Jaehyun said, tapping her cheek gently. “Come on.” 

“I – I trust you,” she cried, “I trust you – mmph – so much.” 

“Good girl,” Johnny cooed. “But I need to feel you, too.” 

Her eyes snapped open at his words. “N-now?” 

A deep chuckle rumbled in his chest. “What, baby? Too much? You didn’t even see me, yet.” 

She snorted, squirming under Jaemin, “I don’t need to see you, fuck.” 

“Oh, those rumors spread fast, John,” Jeno joked, hitting him playfully. 

Johnny chuckled, “Don’t you want to find out if the rumors are true, baby?” 

She nodded, pretty much mindlessly, too caught up in the way Jaemin’s cock was rubbing against her walls and hitting so well inside of her making her head spin miles per hour to really think about what she was putting herself into. 

When Johnny freed himself out of his briefs she gasped loudly before her eyes shily reached up to meet his eyes, a proud, evil, smirk on his handsome face. That was always his favourite part. 

“Don’t worry, honey,” he purred, fingers under her chin to close her open mouth, “I know how to use it, it won’t hurt.” 

She nodded, not really sure about it… if it was only him, maybe… but it was two at the same time, and Jaemin wasn’t that much smaller than him so… Though she didn’t have much time to dwell on it. 

“Can you stop fucking her for a second and let me get under her?” Johnny huffed, glaring at Jaemin that unwillingly stopped his movements and waited for Johnny to manhandle her and position himself under her. 

“Fuck, Jaemin’s right, your cunt is dripping,” he moaned when he pushed his fat tip against her hole, feeling how wet she was. “Love getting your tiny hole fucked hard by him?” He teased, grabbing her face and forcing her to look at him. 

“Ye-yeah, he’s good,” she moaned, hands struggling to stand against something to keep her body up and don’t fall forward against him at any hard stroke of Jaemin; he didn’t waste time picking up again as soon as Johnny slipped under her body.

“Come on, fuck her too, need to see how tighter – fuck – she can get,” the younger moaned, stopping once again just to enjoy to the fullest the feeling of her insides getting filled more by Johnny’s dick, too. 

Her head fell forward when Johnny eased into her, mouth agape feeling like she was being split in two, no matter how wet she was. 

“Fuck, too much,” she cried out, squeezing her eyes shut and digging her nails into Johnny’s biceps. 

“Shh, you’re doing good,” he calmed her, starting to pull out slowly, “taking us so well.” 

She wept, whining mindlessly and soon after all the mercy disappeared as they both started fucking her again, sending her so close to the edge. 

“I think, I…” she gasped, “I think I’m gonna come.” 

“Oh, wasn’t that too much?” Jeno mocked. 

“But ‘s good, so good.” 

A mocking laugh came out of Johnny’s lips while his hand wrapped around her cheeks, thumb brushing against her parted lips. “A little bit pathetic don’t you think so?” Her teary eyes stared back at him before her head rolled back and another orgasm hit when they both slammed hard inside of her, knocking the air out of her lungs. 

Jeno snickered, an amused smirk on his face. “They barely started fucking you and you already came? Seriously?” 

“You’re having fun, baby, aren’t you?” Jaehyun teased, fingers grazing her neck to turn her toward him. 

“Yeah,” she breathed out, nails digging into Johnny’s shoulders, where she was trying to keep the balance, and ass bouncing back against Jaemin, making him groan at the sight. 

“Wanted this – fuck – for so long,” Jaemin moaned, hips slapping against her flesh, nails leaving marks on the skin of her waist. “Dreamed about your ass every fucking day.”

“I – I don’t think I can – mhh – last more.” The words struggled to come out of her mouth as her body slumped forward against Johnny. 

“I’m sure you can,” Jeno replied, lifting her upper body up again, holding her in place. “Are you tired already?” 

“I – I don’t know.” She truly had no idea what she felt, it was good but surely tiring too, she wasn’t used to anything like this. 

“Oh, poor baby,” he sang with a mocking tone, fingers brushing against her burning cheeks. “I’m sure you just need a little bit of support more. Jaehyun, come here.” 

“What?” The other asked, unwillingly drifting his eyes from where Johnny and Jaemin were fucking her, and stopping the strokes on his cock. 

“You heard me, come here,” he replied, rolling his eyes. “Our little girl needs another one.” 

“A-another one?” She asked, eyes widening, words choking her as she felt the other two deeper than ever inside of her. 

“I thought you were dying to get with her,” Jaehyun said in confusion, but he stopped caring about his friend as soon as he moved around and got to see her wrecked face and her tits bounce back and forth at every thrust. 

“I have special plans,” Jeno smirked, leaving a soft – and yet somehow scary – kiss on her cheek. 

“Come here,” her attention was soon back on Jaehyun that was tapping his fingers against her cheek, hard dick in hand and a terrible urge to fuck her too written in his eyes. “Open your mouth,” he ordered and she followed, lips parting even more and tongue rolling out, making him groan loudly. “Fuck, you’re so hot.” 

“And dirty,” Johnny muttered through gritted teeth, trying to don’t come just at the lewd scene in front of his eyes, but watching her welcome all Jaehyun’s length inside of her as her eyes rolled back, was making it all too difficult. Especially considering how hot and tight her pussy was and how hard she was squeezing him. 

“Yeah, just like that,” Jaehyun moaned when he bottomed against her throat. “Can you suck me or do I have to fuck that pretty little face?” He asked, naturally receiving no answer since she couldn’t talk, already struggling to don’t choke on his thick cock while the other two kept pushing her toward him. 

“Just fuck her face,” Jeno said. “I told you she needs more support.” 

When Jaehyun held her up by the hair and started thrusting into her mouth she felt her body go limp into their hold. The pleasure of being stimulated everywhere got to her mind, making her body shake into their holds and her brain shut down little by little. 

“You’re so good at this, I can’t believe you fooled us for so long,” Jeno said, smacking her ass, making her whimper.

“Do it again,” Jaemin moaned, rolling his head back when she clenched around him, “she loves it.”

“Oh, does she?" Jeno asked, smirking as his hand met her ass again in a loud smack. “Look at you,” he teased with a mocking tone, his big hand still roaming on the skin of her ass, “never thought I’d say this, but you look so pretty stuffed with cocks. Don’t you?” He teased, moving his hand to touch her spit-streaked chin where Jaehyun was still slamming against, and smearing the mess around instead of wiping it away. 

“She does,” Johnny moaned, nails digging deeper into the flesh of her waist. “So vulnerable for us.”

“Fuck, I’m – mmh – not gonna last long,” Jaemin groaned, “you’re squeezing me so tight. You love this, don’t you? Love having your little ass fucked hard. Shit, never thought you’d let me."

She gasped hard, struggling to breathe again when Jaehyun pulled out of her mouth. 

“Has anybody ever fucked you here before?” Jaemin asked.

She shook her head, “N-no, nobody.”

“Fuck, baby, your first time? And you’re already so good.”

She wanted to answer something but Jaehyun started fucking her mouth once again, making her eyes roll back in pleasure as she could feel another orgasm approach.

“Shit,” Johnny moaned, hips slamming hard up against her, “you’re so cock drunk, look at you. So fucked up I bet you have nothing in your smart brain, do you?”

She whimpered around Jaehyun’s length and they all laughed.

“It’s fine baby, it’s fine,” Johnny cooed, caressing her cheek before his hand slipped down, wrapping around her neck. “You don’t have to think. You just have to let go and trust us.”

She hummed, walls clenching harder when he kept pressing and then letting go around her neck, alternating the flow of air, making her head get even dizzier.

“Fuck, just like this,” Jaehyun moaned when her eyes opened and were rolled back, the view enough to make him groan harder. “Just look pretty for us. Our pretty, precious baby.”

“A pretty babydoll,” Jeno added. “A pretty toy that loves being filled and used by her best friends.”

“Yeah, right, keep clenching. We’re gonna come,” Johnny moaned when, listening to Jeno’s words, her cunt throbbed tighter around them.

She splurted and coughed when her mouth was free once again.

"Come fast, I’m not gonna come in her mouth,” Jaehyun urged, wiping away all the drool on her face. 

“Keep – keep going,” she moaned, head falling forward against Johnny’s shoulder. “Feels so good.”

“Gonna fill you up,” Jaemin moaned, grabbing her hair and pushing her flat against his chest. “Do you want it, baby? Do you want my cum?”

“Yeah – yeah, please...”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, shit,” he cursed, hips slapping more messily against her, “take it, take all my – mmph – my cum,” Jaemin groaned, coming inside of her, cum filling her and triggering her orgasm too. 

“Shit,” Johnny moaned, rolling his head back when due to the orgasm she squeezed more around him, “take mine too, come on, want to see you – fuck – full of us.” 

Louder moans came out of her mouth when he emptied into her too and they kept fucking her shallowly, stimulating her more. 

“God, so good,” Jaemin moaned, pulling out, groaning when his cum dripped out of her gaping ass and fell onto the bedsheets. “Are you okay?” He asked, making circles on the burning skin of her butt with his thumb. 

“She is,” Jaehyun huffed, moving to take his place, not giving her time to answer. Not like she could answer anyway, feeling too drowsy. “Come on, you had your fun.” 

“Damn, why are yall so greedy,” he huffed, stepping to the side to leave him room to fuck her too. 

She could barely process anything, mind still dazed by the pleasure, and high on the way she was being moved around, Johnny lifting her up to move from underneath her and Jaehyun turning her over. 

“Want to fuck you too,” Jaehyun said, spreading her legs more, making more cum spill out of her. “Fuck,” he groaned, throwing his head back when he sank into her, “your mouth’s good but this – shit – is so much better.” 

She moaned, throwing her head back when he grabbed her ankles and placed them on his shoulders. “Too much,” she mumbled, eyes opening to find a teasing smirk on Jeno’s face over her. 

“Did they break you already?” He asked, mocking her. 

“No, mhh, he’s too big.” The words barely came out as her eyes squeezed shut, chest panting as he stretched her out more. 

“I’m sure you can take it,” Jaehyun said, starting to move faster and leaning closer to her, pressing her legs closer to her chest, reaching even deeper. 

“I’m gonna come,” she screamed, hearing them snicker. 

“So soon again?” Johnny teased, placing two fingers under her chin and turning her face around so she could look at him. 

“Ye-yeah, ‘s too good,” she replied before feeling another orgasm ripple through her when Jaehyun’s fingers started moving on her clit. Her hips bucked up whether it was because of the pleasure or because she felt it was getting too much, she had no idea. 

“Shit,” Jaehyun cursed. “Gonna fill you up, you feel too good, fuck,” he groaned before his orgasm hit too, hips faltering and stilling inside of her as he came hard. “Lord,” he exhaled, smiling and pulling out, “you did so good,” he praised, moving her hair back before standing up and leaving her there, trying to catch her breath, not even understanding anymore who was touching her. 

She laid against the mattress, already feeling worn out, when Jeno’s strong hands turned her over. 

“Hi, pretty,” he cooed, a sadist smirk on his face as he hovered over her, brushing her hair away from her face, “my turn, now.” 

“I – I don’t think I can,” she mumbled, lashes fluttering as her watery eyes adjusted the focus on him. 

“Oh, no, honey, I’m sure you’re not so tired,” he said, slipping two fingers inside her sopping wet hole, making her moan, and squeeze her thighs together, but Jeno let out a mocking laugh and pushed them apart again. “I know you destroy yourself when you’re alone, right?” He whispered, leaving small bites on her neck and collarbones while his fingers kept moving in and out. “That’s what you do when you don’t answer our calls, too busy destroying this pretty pussy, yeah? Convincing yourself that your fingers are enough, but you need so much more.”

She shook her head, chest panting harder. “N-no.”

“Oh, noo?” He mocked. “I’m sure you give yourself so many orgasms you can take me,” he growled, pulling his fingers out of her and then turning her around swiftly, making her gasp in surprise. “What, doll? You love my arms, you asked so many questions about my muscles and now you get to see what this body does,” he whispered against her ear, pushing her upper body close to the edge of the bed and arching her back up, right knee planting against the mattress at one side and left feet on the other.  

“Oh, fuck,” she cried when he entered her in one go. “I – I thought you were – shit,” she whimpered when he started moving right away, “mmph, thought you were going to fuck my –”  

“Your cunt?” He asked, snickering, tugging her hair again. “I thought that too, dreamed about being inside your pussy for a week straight,” he moaned, the other hand holding tight on her waist, “but Jaemin’s right, your ass is – fuck – too amazing to be left alone.” 

“Don’t act like you’re not all stretched out already,” Johnny said, thumb wiping away the drool that was dripping from her open mouth. “Jaemin fucked you so well before. You loved it, didn’t you?” 

She hummed, shaking her head in approval but barely registering his words, just mumbling ‘yes’ and pleas as Jeno’s hips slammed hard against her ass and his hand held her up by the hair. 

“Your ass feels so good,” he moaned, pulling her cheeks apart, her head rolled down if only Johnny didn’t force her up again and cupped her chin to kiss her rough, “but I’m not going to miss out on how your pussy feels,” he said and, before she could even realize he had pulled out, he was already inside of her again, but this time in her pussy. 

She mumbled something against Johnny’s lips but Jeno only snorted and said, “it’s fine, honey, it’s fine. Shit, you feel too good. Are all your holes so good? Are you so good at everything?” 

“Need to try her mouth,” Jaemin said. “Want to be filled to the brim again, umh?” 

“Look at how desperate you are,” Johnny mocked when, as soon as he moved to the side and Jaemin stood in front of her, she pushed her tongue out and looked up at him with pleading eyes. “So eager to give us what we want, you’re such a kind girl.” 

“Or maybe she’s just a cock-addict,” Jeno mocked, slapping her ass, making her moan louder. “Is that what you are? Is that what you truly are behind the – fuck – nice, innocent, virgin girl?” 

She whimpered, arching her ass more and trying to fuck back against him but another smack followed. “Answer me when I ask you a question.” 

“Mhh, yes – fuck – that’s what I am,” she moaned, throwing her head back, giving Jaemin the chance to block her there as he grabbed a fistful of her hair and tapped the tip of his cock against her lips.

“Open up, come on, I know you know how to use that pretty mouth,” Jaemin said, moaning loudly when she opened up and he eased in, feeling the warmth of her mouth. 

Her mind almost blanked out when they found a rhythm and pushed in and out of her alternately. Jeno’s thrusts were slightly rougher, while Jaemin seemed almost gentle but still made sure to go all the way in and make her gag at every stroke. 

“Say it again,” Jeno ordered, pulling out again and thrusting back into her other hole. “Who are you?”

Jaemin pulled out, making her drool some spit and cough, “I – I’m a cock addict,” she almost screamed when his thrusts started getting faster. “That’s all I am.” 

“Aww, she’s turning into a whimpering mess,” Jaehyun cooed when she started sucking Jaemin again since he let her more freedom and enjoyed the way her cheeks hollowed and her eyes tried to stay open and look up at him. 

“That’s right,” Jeno moaned, slipping out again to penetrate her cunt again. “She’s being such a perfect doll for us. No thoughts left in that pretty smart brain of yours, fuck,” he groaned. “Just full of how it – fuck – how good it feels to be filled from both ends.” 

“You’re sucking so well,” Jaemin praised, moving the hair out of her face and pulling out to let her breathe. “You got Johnny and Jaehyun so hard again, how are you going to fix their little problem another time, umh? You’ll suck their cocks too? Or will let them fill you up again?” 

Although he didn’t give her time to answer all those questions, not that she would’ve had a single coherent thought in her brain anyway. Jeno was too good at what he was doing. As wrong and dirty and humiliating that back and forth from her holes was, she found it incredibly hot, and the alternation of stimulation was driving her insane. And sucking on Jaemin’s heavy cock while Johnny and Jaehyun jacked off made her turn into a mess even more. 

“Wonna wome,” she mumbled, choking on Jaemin’s dick. 

“Do it, I’m so curious to see how many orgasms we’ll drag out of you tonight,” Jeno chuckled with a smirk on his face. “Will we beat your personal record, sweetie?” 

She didn’t answer, only let the pleasure run through her, feeling her body get limper, and if only Jeno’s arm didn’t wrap around her waist and held her up, she would’ve collapsed on the mattress. 

“Stay here, I’ve got you,” Jeno whispered, pushing her upper body up and holding her close to his toned chest. 

“Hey, I didn’t come,” Jaemin whined. 

“I didn’t come either and this is my turn,” Jeno barked back, one hand wrapping around her neck without pressing and the other reaching front to play with her clit. 

“No, no, I’m – don’t – shit,” she whimpered, squirming under his touch, body trembling at the stimulation.

“I told you,” he whispered in her ear, “I’ve got you, and I won’t stop until you fall apart in my hands.” 

A louder moan escaped her throat at his words, head rolling back and body going slack against him. Doing nothing but taking everything he had to give. 

“You can still use your hands, right, pretty?” Johnny asked, jumping on the bed next to them and grabbing her hand, wrapping it around his cock. 

“Do they seriously have to guide you?” Jeno mocked when, instead of moving her hands on their dicks, she let them move their hands up and down. “You can do so much better than that,” he encouraged, kissing her neck. “Weren’t you the one always bragging about being able to – fuck – do so many things at once?” 

“Yeah, you were so good at studying so many subjects at once, what happened? Can’t use your brain anymore?” Johnny taunted not holding her hand anymore, waiting for her to do it herself and she did, slowly, feeling her arms too tired for that. 

“Just like that,” Jaemin moaned, rolling his head back before bringing his eyes back on her. “Look at you, do you even know what you’re doing, baby?” 

“How can she when I’m fucking her so well,” Jeno said, quickening the pace on her clit, making her let out broken moans. “Can’t take it anymore, right babe?” 

“N-no, I – ugh,” she gave up, not even knowing what to say or what to ask for. It was overwhelming having so many men around to take care of. 

“I think she wants more attention on her, isn’t it?” Jaehyun teased, kneeling in front of her to kiss her, her body pressed between his and Jeno’s while Johnny and Jaemin’s hands started roaming on it. She was surrounded, overwhelmed, hands falling slack against her side as she let herself get lulled in bliss and attention. Feeling powerless, but not in a scary way. It was good, weirdly comfortable considering what they were doing.

“Greed has always been one of your flaws,” Johnny grinned, seeing how more relaxed she had gotten as soon as they were all over her, once again not having to do anything but just take. 

“Our spoiled girl,” Jaemin teased, grinning before he started sucking her nipple. 

But before the moment could last much longer she was bent over again, three cocks in front of her face while her best friends begged her silently to take care of their aching boners. 

“You can use your mouth just for a bit,” Jaehyun said, caressing her hair. “Just til we come.” 

“Yeah, we promise,” Johnny cooed, “just until we come.” 

So she parted her lips and took Jaemin into her mouth, lifting her eyes and relaxing her jaw, telling him to don’t let her do all the job but use her mouth like a fleshlight. Fuck her until they needed to because she had no more strength to suck and do anything else. 

And it didn’t take long for him to come in her mouth. “Swallow everything,” he ordered, pulling out to aim at her tongue. “Shit, so good.” And Jaehyun followed soon after, he couldn’t even just stand and watch, he had to jack off as he patiently – not so patiently –waited and after a few minutes inside her warm mouth, he came, spilling down her throat. Johnny barely felt what her mouth felt like, not really caring about it, but just wanting to make a mess on her face. “Close your eyes – fuck – and tongue out,” he ordered and she obeyed, pink muscle sticking out of her swollen lips waiting for his cum that landed everywhere but there basically, painting her face.

“God, finally stopped fucking her mouth,” Jeno groaned, pulling her body up again and kissing her harshly, “want to have her all to myself.”

“That’s not how it works, though,” Jaehyun reminded him. 

“You already had your turn, now it’s mine,” he remarked. “Tell them, baby. Tell them you need my cock, come on.” 

She felt her body give up and her voice falter but then whispered, “wa-want his cock, need his cock.” 

“You heard her,” he groaned, pulling out and flipping her with her back against her mattress, pushing her body back in the middle of the bed. “Come here, legs on my shoulders,” he ordered and when she couldn’t lift them up he grabbed her ankles and placed them on his shoulders. “And take my cock,” he groaned when he pushed back inside her pussy. “That’s it. You’re tired, kitty? This is so much more than you bargained for, isn’t it? But you don’t – fuck – you don’t have to do anything but just stay right there and take it.” 

She rolled her head back, head getting dizzier at the way his cock was dragging along her insides and his words, his tone, his hands tormenting every inch of her skin until they moved to grab her wrists and pin them over her head. 

“Look at the mess you are,” he panted, “there’s nothing of the well-behaved girl we knew, just a – fuck – pretty brainless cum drunk doll,” he cooed, squeezing her cheeks, forcing her lips to part. “That’s it, keep your mouth open for me,” he ordered before spitting on her tongue. “Swallow it,” he groaned. “That’s it, good girl. Good fucking girl.” A smirk curled his lips when he felt the way her cunt tightened around him. “You love this so much,” he exhaled between surprise and amusement. “Can’t – fuck – can’t believe we thought you were some kind of virgin vanilla silly girl but noo,” he mocked, forcing her mouth open again by grabbing her chin, “you are a filthy mess,” another blob of spit dripped from his mouth to her. “Don’t swallow,” he ordered, making her furrow as she tried to obey. “Right, keep it there,” he cooed. “Don’t pretend you don’t like this, you’re squeezing me.” 

“You’re so gross,” Johnny taunted from the side, getting lost in the sight of her open mouth, and the way her chest was panting so hard while Jeno slammed into her mercilessly. “Yeah, you are,” he hummed when she shook her head. “Bet this is not even everything that turns you on, there’s so much more filth in your little brain.” 

“Do you want to swallow it? Want to answer him – fuck – and tell him all you like?” Jeno taunted, smirking when she nodded swiftly. “Do it, swallow my spit.” 

“I – Jeno, I can’t take it anymore,” she cried as soon as she could talk again, nails dragging into his back. “No more, I can’t.” 

“You didn’t answer him,” he scolded. “Why don’t you tell us another one of your fantasies?” 

She groaned, feeling her body burn up in shame and the orgasm keeping her right over the edge. “I don’t – fuck – I don’t have any.” 

“Oh, so lying to us again,” he huffed, squeezing her wrists tighter and stopping thrusting into her. “Just one or I won’t let you come.” 

“No,” she screamed, eyes snapping open. 

“Come on, angel,” Jaemin whispered, caressing her burning cheek, “just one little thing you’d like to try.” 

Her lips quivered, looking into his eyes. “I don’t – I don’t have them.” 

“Then what was all of this, tonight?” Johnny asked, snickering, hand moving on her clit. “Let’s see if this will make something pop up into your empty brain.” 

“No – no – I can’t come,” she cried, writhing under both him and Jeno. 

“Then tell us something,” Jaehyun said. “We can make all your dreams come true.” 

“I – I – Johnny, please,” she wept, breath faltering and walls squeezing around Jeno’s still cock, making her curse inside her brain. 

“You don’t want me to come in your mouth, right? Then stop pretending to be so innocent and tell us what you like,” Jeno ordered, dragging out of her and then slamming inside again. “Oh, and you still can’t come until you tell us.” 

“I – I like – I like what we did,” she whimpered, biting her lips when Johnny’s fingers started moving faster on her clit. 

“No, no, honey, you’re not getting away with it,” Johnny sang, clicking his tongue.

She whined louder, trying to think about anything and then one thing came into her mind. “I – I think – I want to be – mmph – I want to be filmed,” she whimpered, voice dropping low with every word feeling shame take over once again. 

They chortled, looking at each other with a smirk. 

“You want to be filmed?” Jaemin asked incredulously, watching as she tried to hide her face but with no success since Jeno was still holding her hands together. 

“You don’t even want us to take normal pictures of yourself but you want to be filmed during sex?” Jaehyun asked, eyebrow raised in a furrow but lips curled in a small amused smirk.

“I told you she was hiding so many more secrets,” Johnny chuckled, even if he knew that wasn’t the wildest thing she was into. But who knew, maybe he would’ve had another chance to drag them out of her mind. 

“And do you like – fuck – taking videos on your own, princess?” Jeno teased, leaning in more, pressing her legs closer to her chest, seeing how she couldn’t hold it in anymore. 

“N – no,” she replied breathly, silently begging him to let her come when she found the courage to meet his eyes that were already staring at her. 

“No? Don’t set your phone up and use your ring light to get a perfect view of your dripping pussy?” 

“I’m sure she does,” Johnny replied instead, fingers still moving on her. “That’s why you never let us close to your phone.” 

“You don’t?” Jeno teased when she shook her head, denying it. “Maybe you should – fuck – and send them to us so we don’t – fuck – forget how good your pussy feels.” 

“Mhh,” she hummed mindlessly. “Can’t – can’t take it more, please, Jeno, please, let me – mmph – come.” 

“Come,” he said, he couldn’t hold it any longer either. “Yes, fuck, squeeze me just like that,” he moaned, going crazy at the way she was clenching around him as she came all over his cock, hips rolling against him and mouth falling open, pleasure getting so much in her head that no sounds came out of there.

“Shit, you do feel good,” he exhaled, leaning closer, resting his forehead against hers as his hips kept fucking in and out lazily riding their orgasms, cum filling her up, mixing with Johnny and Jaehyun’s. “You took us so well,” he whispered, kissing her lips more gently than before and freeing her wrists from his hold.  

“Pretty impressive for a first time,” Johnny chuckled, pulling away from her to stand up from the bed and stretch. 

“Fuck,” Jeno huffed, rolling next to her, after pulling out, making her cringe at the sensation of their cum dripping down her thighs. “That wasn’t on my do-to list when we planned this holiday.” 

“This wasn’t on any of our do-to lists,” Jaemin replied, brushing her hair back and leaving a peck on her lips. “You okay?” He asked, his sweet smile on his face again. 

She hummed, smiling weakly, and snuggling close to Jeno that opened his arms, hand caressing her scalp. “Yeah, but I need some water and a wet cloth to clean this mess you made... maybe some food if I find the strength to sit up.” 

“Who gets what?” Jaehyun asked, looking at the other two that were already up. 

Johnny and Jaemin looked at each other, grinning, “Rock, paper, scissors?” 

Thank you for reading, please let me know what you think, feedback is always appreciated. For more support consider donating! ♡

part two: here

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july nct recs

my library of favorites from JULY <3 all creds to authors

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MARK | volleyball for dummies (in love edition) | @ddeonuism — Mark Lee has been called many things. Dedicated was one of them and that dedication lead him into joining NeoTech College's well coveted Women's Volleyball team, the NeoTech Tigers, as their manager in hopes of winning the infamous setter, Y/N's heart. But there was one problem, being academically inclined did not come with the extensive knowledge of anything related to the sport and to put it simply, Mark Lee doesn't know shit about Volleyball.

[m] JOHNNY + JENO | switch | chain | @neopuppy — Johnny x female reader x Jeno, Jeno’s dad has got it going on AU, pwp, dc/nc, some angst, fluff

oneshots

MARK | safety zone | @cherryeoniis 19.1k — Mark Lee. The most perfect roommate and best friend that you could have asked for - except for the fact that he constantly messes up your laundry and can’t cook eggs very well. Even then, that doesn’t quite stop you from falling for him in your final year.

[m] HAECHAN | energizer bunny | @smileysuh 19.1k — hybrid au, brother!mark, bunny!reader

[m] MARK | give me the green light | @fadedncity 19k — street racing au, childhood friends to lovers, non idol au, college au, lil angst, fluff

JAEHYUN | contrariety and confluence | @hannie-dul-set 16.9K — there was not an instance in your life where your judgement was proven to be mistaken— especially with regards to infatuations outside of your own. after an unpredicted introduction with a far too remarkable farm boy, you took it upon yourself to find a suitable match for him, not realizing that perhaps this time; your usual correct judgements might have been incorrect.

JAEMIN | can't handle this | @hannie-dul-set 16k — how are you supposed to explain that you and na jaemin started dating just to prove each other wrong and ended up catching feelings.

JAEMIN | top of the world | @hannie-dul-set 15.6k — things had always been the same in the world of na jaemin— him sitting on a throne above everyone else. that was the natural order. but the world as jaemin knew it began to shake after a few fated encounters with someone at the bottom of the food chain.

JISUNG | the things i know | @byunbaekby 14.8k — jisung has never been keen on growing up, or even understanding what adulting means. at seventeen, all he knows is: he loves soccer (and he’s damn gifted at it), and girls are very pretty but also plenty scary. then he met you, his first love who turned his life upside down and made his stomach roll like the soccer balls he loved to kick around the field. but when your cancer comes back after years in remission, jisung thinks, he doesn’t really want to grow up anymore.

MARK | where do broken hearts go? | @rrxnjun 12k — you know what they say about past lovers that can remain just as friends - either they're still in love with each other, or they never were in the first place.

HAECHAN | home is a feeling | @neonun-au 8.2k — Fresh off a break-up, not willing to stomach spending Christmas single with your family, you book a last minute trip overseas to escape the impending loneliness, not realizing that perhaps running away from your feelings will only serve to intensify them. You arrive at your home-away-from-home only to find you’re not the only one staying there. Through some unfortunate (or not so unfortunate) mistake, the AirBnB you booked has also been booked by a handsome young man looking for a similar escape from his own life. Now you have to choose whether or not to stay and spend your Christmas with a stranger or scramble to find a lonely hotel room last minute over the holidays.

[m] JAEMIN + JENO | the walls are thin | @springseasonie 7.4k — both Jaemin and Jeno have always had a thing for you and were never shy about it either. You always play hard to get, but all of your playing was going to catch up with you sooner or later.

[m] HAECHAN | dirty mouth | @jjsneo 6.9k — Haechan is the best roommate anyone could ever ask for. He’s good company, he cooks, he cleans, and he always pays his rent on time. But just like any roommate, he has some quirks. And your favourite is when quiet Haechan turns into a loud, foul-mouthed dirty gamer.

[m] MARK | the best man | @mrkis 6.5k — meeting the one for you at your best friend's wedding wasn't exactly how you imagined this day turning out, neither was fucking him in the bathroom of the venue.

[m] HAECHAN | pretty in pink, but my head's in the dark | @ddeonuism 6.1k — afab!reader, roommate au

JENO | i (have/had) a crush on you | @hannie-dul-set 5.8k — running into a past crush at your best friend’s birthday party wouldn’t have been so bad if he wasn’t— well— all that.

[m] JISUNG | flowers | @jjsneo 5.8k — jisung is completely fine with a friends with benefits arrangement with you. at least that’s what he thought — until he spots a mystery bouquet of flowers at your place (that he definitely didn’t send) and he can’t quite shake the thought. now his behaviour is starting to shift in unexpected ways.

[m] MARK | drive | @lisired 3.5k — behold mark lee - your hot uber driver who you keep getting. very embarrassing. you also fuck him.

[m] JUNGWOO | citrine | @smileysuh 3.2k — life with your surfer boyfriend only ever sees blue skies, and plump lips glisten with the citrine juices of summer

CHENLE | can't spell sex without an ex | 2.4k — you and chenle are broken up. except the both of you are just not very good at remembering that.

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jaemin: the confident

━ welcome home to housemating smut series :)

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☆ GENRE: smut, pwp ☆ DETAILS: fem!reader, college!au, housemate!au ☆ WARNINGS: penetration, impregnation kink, unprotected, dirty talk, petnames, mutual masturbation, explicit language, slight voyeurism ☆ WC: 3.2k ☆ SYNOPSIS: Stumbling out into the dark hallway, you didn’t expect to encounter the one housemate that only ever has eyes on you. Jaemin finally makes you realize just how special you are to him. 

You rub your eyes in the darkness as you wander down the hall to the bathroom. Falling asleep while studying for your final was not in the plans, but reading out of the dusty textbook was enough to make your eyelids heavy with boredom and sleep. The house is quiet, knowing that the only other person home at the moment is Doyoung, who is also probably busy studying his life away. 

So when you reach for the bathroom knob, you don’t expect that the door would open from the other side to reveal a half-naked Jaemin. The sudden momentum causes you to tip forward and Jaemin holds you steady by the waist, your palms landing on his bare hot chest. You, nonetheless, are too stunned to speak at this moment before you. 

Jaemin chuckles dryly, his sneaky hands wandering a bit lower to your hips. “If you wanted to join me in the shower, my sweets, you should have asked me earlier.” The gentle smell of his 2 in 1 body wash tickles your nose and the tips of his strands are dripping with water.

“You’re home?” You say with a bit of edge to your tone, completely not expecting that he’d be here for the night. The last person you’d expect to be home on a Saturday before finals week would be Jaemin. 

There are so many names synonymous to Na Jaemin. The party animal. The sly playboy. The heart throb. It’s all about how Jaemin carries himself: confident. He is so sure about himself and everything around him. One thing that is dangerous in this world is a man that knows how attractive he is and plays it to his advantage. 

While Jaehyun and Johnny are making it known that they’re sleeping with girls, Jaemin doesn’t kiss and tell. He also never truly reveals his body count, at least not to you. 

You have always been attracted to Jaemin’s aura, how can someone be so firm and self-assured? He knows exactly what he wants, when he wants it, how he wants it and how he’s going to get it. What is more attractive than a man knowing how badly he wants you? 

Jaemin has always made it loud and clear how attractive you are inside and out, constantly showering you with compliments, pick up lines, and undivided attention at home when he is home. You secretly wished that he would be home a bit more often, just simply by how fun he is to be around and the tunnel vision he has around you. 

Do you actually drive him insane when you wear your tight jeans around him or does he drive you crazy with his light feathering touches that linger a bit too long? 

The lingering touches of fingertips when he catches your hand, or when you pass by him casually. The playful tap on your butt to greet you, followed with a loving back hug. Jaemin does not shy away from physical attention. The pet names that he calls you so sweetly always make your heart skip a soft beat. He just always knows what to say to make you flustered. 

“Happy to see me?” He answers back with a sly grin. Jaemin tilts his head in a teasing manner, exposing his neck to reveal a small hickey sitting under his jawline. Your thumb lightly grazes over the dark spot and Jaemin quickly catches your wrist.

“It seems like your hook up probably booted you home.” The sarcasm in your voice is piercing and your hand falls from his grip. His jawline tightens at your attitude.

“I chose to come home to spend time with my favorite girl.” His knuckles rub gently against your cheek.

“One of many, is that right?” You scoff, pushing yourself off and his heat quickly falling from your body. Although you and Jaemin have never established anything serious or exclusive, he treated you so specially that it did hurt to know he was sleeping around with other girls or chased after women like how he did with you.

He calls your name, following after you into your room. “You know you’re my favorite, always will be.” The door shuts, as he slyly clicks the lock on your door.

“So other girls can mark you in obvious spots, but I can’t?” Your arms are crossed, weight barred on one leg as you face the half naked boy. Jaemin looks absolutely irresistible at this moment. His sweats hang low on his hips, his dark devilish eyes peeking through his locks that makes his smile all the more menacing. 

“You’ve never tried. I’d let you do anything to me.” He spreads his arms out as an open invite for you to fall right into them, but you hold your ground. “Would you let me?” 

Jaemin walks around to sit on the edge of your bed in front of you, legs spread open and elbows resting on his knees. He looks up at you, lightly pushing his bangs out of his face. His doe eyes are just quite mesmerizing and convincing. “It depends. I don’t know if I’m down for anything.” 

His sneaky hands run up your thighs, your skin feels smooth underneath his fingertips. Your knees practically buckle under his touch, and you could falter any minute under his gaze. “Would you let me put a baby in you?” You know he’s joking, but the drop in his tone causes butterflies to erupt in your stomach.

“You say that all the time.” Jaemin pulls you onto his lap, with your back against his chest and his lips lining kisses along your neck. His needy hands roam around your body, squeezing your boobs through your thin shirt.

“And how do you reply every time?” His whisper dances on your hot skin. His scent is so intoxicating that you’re practically swimming in his aura. 

As his hands slide down your stomach and into your shorts, you moan out a breathy “yes.”

Jaemin presses at your clit through your underwear and the pressure is barely teasing at the seams. You wanted more, as if the taste was at the tip of your tongue and you just wanted it to consume you. 

“That’s right, baby.” You can feel his smirk on your shoulder, as his fingers pinch at your nipples through your shirt and his knuckle runs down your clothed pussy. “I’m going to fill you up to the brim.” 

You’re a squirming mess under his spell, he knows all your sweet spots so well that he never needs to second guess himself. “Please, need you right now.” Your whimper makes him turn into goo, looking at you with lust filled eyes and heart swelling in his chest.

His warm hand slides into your panties, and his fingers dance along your skin so delicately that you’re wiggling against him for some friction. Jaemin tsks, “sweetheart, patience.” 

“You are such a tease.” You scoff, but Jaemin is quick to silence you as his fingers slowly swirl at your wetness.

“And you are quite excited tonight.” His smirk is against your shoulder, his lips line your skin with soft kisses. “Have you missed me?” Jaemin slicks your sensitive bud with your juices, rubbing at it with enough pressure to send electricity through your veins. 

When you don’t answer fast enough, Jaemin rubs faster. “You missed me, haven’t you? You’re practically on the edge and I haven’t even fucked you yet.” His dark heavy whisper is hot in your ear and you’re slightly embarrassed at how your legs are shamelessly shaking at his loving circles on your clit.

Your gasps fill the room, “of course I missed you. You’re barely ever here.” Your mind is so intoxicated on the intense pleasure, clouded with lust and the building urge to release. His sweatpants are so thin that you can feel his prominently hard dick grinding against your ass, knowing how hard he’s holding back. 

“I’ll stay home more often for you.” His other hand squeezes your boob, pinching lightly at your nipple. “Fuck you more often.” 

You are so close, but you didn’t want to cum without his dick in you. “Please fill me up. I’m so close.” You’re begging at this point and Jaemin moans heavily at the movement of your needy hips.

Jaemin stands you up and quickly discards your clothing, turning you around to face him fully naked. The genuine smile on his face could be mistaken for cockiness, but he kisses your stomach and gazes up at your confused and aroused expression.

He holds your dangling arms steady by your wrists, “you’re so pretty, kitten. I can stare at you all day.” His proclamation is incredibly bold, but your heart beats faster than anything you’ve ever felt. This is his forte. You can’t remember the amount of times Jaemin has caused you to go speechless from his charming words. 

“Enough staring, touch me.” Your timid voice is still quite assertive and Jaemin chuckles rather darkly. His stare travels down your pouty lips, the soft bite marks lining your neck, your painfully erect nipples, and your dripping pussy. 

“I haven’t had enough yet.” Jaemin taunts, palming himself in his gray sweats. His bulge protrudes through the thin material and it makes your mouth water. He notices your eyes trailing off, not that you were hiding the fact that you were looking at his dick. “I guess you haven’t had enough either. Why don’t you try touching me?”

You gulp the pooling saliva and blink up at him, “you are seriously driving me crazy.” Your voice is so small and desperate. Jaemin is charming you into insanity, he knows his gameboard too well. 

“But babygirl, let’s not forget all the moments you prance around the house in your leggings or those jeans that are so fucking tight against your beautiful body.” He picks up your chin, lips lightly against your cheek. “I lose my mind every time. So, I guess this is payback.” His fingers drop too quickly, leaving you high in anticipation for more than just a light kiss on the cheek.

“You’re supposed to be the one to make it up to me.” You can’t tell where the brattiness in your voice suddenly came from, but it definitely intrigued Jaemin even more. “For all the times I had to take care of myself… alone because you were out at another stupid party.” 

Jaemin hums at your grumpiness. “You’re right. I haven’t taken care of my kitten in a long time. Why don’t you lay your pretty ass down and show me just how you do it?”

Your heart drops to your stomach at his words. Nonetheless, Jaemin looks serious as he pulls up your desk chair to take a seat at the edge of the bed. “You want me to..--”

“I want you to show me how you touch yourself, angel.” The tone of his voice is stern and rapsy, but his smile is tender and sweet. “Lay down, (y/n).”

And so you do, you don’t wait another second laying down on the bed. Your back sinks into the mattress and before you know it, Jaemin is hooking his arms underneath your thighs to pull your body closer toward him. Your heels dig into the comforter and your pussy is spread open for his viewing. 

As you snake your hand down your body, you feel vulnerable on display for Jaemin. Your heart beats against your chest heavily and you close your eyes to imagine every nasty thought. The moment your finger swirls around your clit, your breath hitches and Jaemin groans at the sight. Jaemin was right, you were so wet and he has yet to even do anything. 

It is the perfect sight of pleasure, submission, and arousal. He can’t believe how long he has been holding himself back. A part of him does feel guilty for always being away and for making you feel as if he doesn’t pay attention to you. You are the one person that he always reminds just how special you are to him. 

While he has other flings, they don’t compare in the level of tenderness, love and care Jaemin puts into his time with you. You know him on a more personal level, given that it was easier since you two were housemates. Nonetheless, he genuinely values you as a friend and as a special individual. Jaemin can spend hours admiring and worshiping you. Just give him the look.

Jaemin rolls his sweatpants down his hips and onto the floor, his dick slapping against his lower abdomen. His tip is an angry red, leaking with all his juices. He sits back down and the entire time, his eyes never leave the sight of your hand rubbing your sweet bud. 

Your body feels so hot and the more pressure you press against yourself causes your high to come closer. Your soft moans escape your parted lips and your legs begin to twitch. When you open your eyes, you see Jaemin pumping himself lazily with half-lidded eyes immersed in the image of you. 

It turns you on even more that you and Jaemin are getting off to each other. He can see your fingers flicking faster, chasing your climax. Your eyes squeeze shut again from the pleasure building in your stomach. “I’m going to cum!” You could barely hear yourself from your heart beating so loud in your ears.

Just as your knees are about to close, Jaemin quickly pushes them apart. His hot hand holds down your thigh and your back arches as he suddenly inserts himself into your tight cunt. You both moan at the connection and your eyes are wide open. Your hands fly to grip the sheets from the immediate stretch. “Fuck, baby. You feel so good for me.” 

His hips thrust into you so deeply and the room is filled with the gushy noise of slick juices. Almost immediately, your walls squeeze around his thick cock. Jaemin holds onto your wrist, guiding you back over your clit. “Don’t stop. Keep touching yourself.” He sounds out of breath. 

He builds a rhythm, driving your bodies to connect closer. Jaemin fucks you hard, but full of desire and carefulness. You’re a mess underneath him, hand moving faster to chase after that sweet escape. His hands explore your boobs, tenderly fondling them as each of his thrusts push you up against the frame of your bed.

“You’re just perfect in every way.” He leans down to leave a soft kiss along your neck. His hot grunts fill your ears and his hips drive deeper into your pussy. Your back arches as he hits that spot and your fingers almost fly in the air from the sudden shock of extreme pleasure. “I know you’re holding back.” 

You call his name, “what? You don’t want me to?” Your throat feels dry and your chest rises and falls rapidly. 

“No, give me everything you got.” Jaemin holds your hips in place, moving against you with the same pace and consistency as before. The stimulation from both your clit and his thrusts send your toes curling into the sheets. Your mind goes completely fuzzy and the tower that had been building up so high in your lower abdomen begins to crumble. 

“Fuck, I’m cumming!” You announce, your hands gripping the blankets into tight fists. Your legs shake uncontrollably around Jaemin’s waist, but he is soaking up every ounce of this scene before him. The grip on his dick tightens and he feels so close to his release.

“Baby, I got you.” He coos softly as you run your high. Your legs tremble as he softly rubs at your overly stimulated clit, stopping his hard thrusts for shallow ones. “You make me so hard, (y/n).”

“Give it to me, Jaem.” His ears perk up at your statement. It’s as if stars brighten his dark gaze at the sound of your consent. “Put a baby in me.” 

His eyes glance down briefly at the way your needy hips move on his tip. “I have been waiting all night to hear those filthy words come out of your sweet mouth.” He smirks, putting your legs against your chest. Jaemin ensures that your glistening pussy is exposed and opened up for him.

Jaemin places his weight on your legs, caging you in such an intimate position underneath him. The moment his long shaft thrusts forward, your jaw hinges open at how incredibly deep he was reaching. You could practically feel him in your gut. 

“I’m gonna fill you right up, princess.” Jaemin was moaning a little louder. He was so close, his dick twitching inside of you. “Gonna put a baby in your sweet little cunt.” His pants grow heavier and his movements become sloppy. 

With a final moan, Jaemin shoots his load deep into your pussy. Your gasps fill the air, feeling his hot cum painting your slick walls. The grip on your hips finally releases and Jaemin is recovering for air after that significant ejaculation. 

His voice is raspy from the long night. “Let me get you cleaned up.” You feel empty when Jaemin pulls out, but his cum spills out of you rather quickly. “Damn, baby. I haven’t fucked you like that in a long time, huh?”

Jaemin truly looks ethereal with beads of sweat down his chest and veins on his arms prominently on display. His smile brightens the hazy room, as he squats down to wipe you up with a tissue. His gentle kisses cover your inner thighs. “Forgot what you were missing out on.”

“No, I could never forget someone as incredible as you.” Jaemin says it so casually that it could be mistaken as a friendly comment. He was your housemate with words of affirmation clearly being his giving love language. These charming words come to him so naturally that it’s hard to figure out if there was any genuinity in it. 

“Right. Add me to the roster while you’re at it.” You hit him playfully with your pillow. Nonetheless, Jaemin quickly stops you and stares at you with a very serious glare.

“I’m serious. You mean a lot to me, I want you to know that.” For a split second, your heart pounds in your ears and time stops as you gaze into his eyes. “Enough to put a baby in you.”

You’re quickly dragged back down to reality, pushing his hands away from you. “Yeah, thanks for the reminder that contraceptives are very helpful.” You roll your eyes, grabbing your articles of clothing and quickly slipping everything back on.

Jaemin chuckles, pulling you up from the bed to walk you back to the bathroom. As you two enter the dark hallway, light peeks from underneath the door of the bathroom. A slight buzzing noise can be heard on the other side. 

Just as Jaemin is about to knock, Doyoung’s voice is muffled in response. “Don’t even think about coming in here.” 

“I think women and children should be given bathroom priority, Doyoung.” Jaemin winks at you, leaning against the door to hear the flustered boy on the opposite side. 

“You’re actually despicable.” Doyoung mutters. “Let me brush my teeth in peace for once.”

You cover your hand over Jaemin’s mouth before he could bother Doyoung again. Housemates, you can’t quite get enough of them.

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