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luvyeni · 5 months

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❛NO NUT NOVEMBER❜ ( s. jake )

p. sim jaeyun x fem!reader w. 2.5k+

— 𖦹 warnings. unprotected sex, name calling, dry humping, name calling

— 𖦹 ( making jakes life a living after he challenges himself with his friends in no nut november ) !

OCTOBER 31, 2023 — THE NIGHT BEFORE !

“What would do if you had to give up sex for a month?” Heeseung asked, “Could you do it?” Jay scoffed at the question. “You’re asking Jake of all people.” Jake smirked shamelessly — “Me? I could definitely do it, but my girl? No she would kill me if I didn’t give her what she wants.”

And he wasn’t wrong, you and jake were known as the couple who was still in their honeymoon phase — couldn’t keep your hands off each other. “Don’t blame just yn, you both are two nymphomaniac, neither of you could do it.” Sunghoon said. “You wanna bet?”

“You guys want to make this a competition?” Heeseung said. “Who ever wins, the losers have to all pitch in and buys the winner the newest game system.” Jake eyes widened, he couldn’t past this up — but you were gonna kill him, you weren’t gonna be happy. “Fine I can’t wait to get a new game.” Heeseung said, jake scoffed. “Please you’re gonna be jerking off by 1 o’clock.” He stood up.

“Where are you going jake?” Jay said, he checked the time, 8 o’clock. “Where do you think I still have 4 hours, i’m going home to fuck my girl then beg for her not to kill me.”

“Fuck!” You screamed as jake slammed into your sopping cunt, your ankle digging into his back. “Jake i’m cumming!” You moaned, “I’m cumming!” He grunted, fucking into you, soon his warm load was spilling into your cunt. “Fuck baby you feel so good.” He sighed, slipping out of you. “Fuck baby I love your pussy so much.”

He got up to get a rag to clean you off — leaving you to ponder, this sex felt different, like it felt like the sex you’d have have when he was sorry for something. You watched him clean you up, helping you into a pair of his underwear along with his shirt. “What did you do?” Sat up.

He laid down next to you, his hand resting on your thigh. “Well you what No Nut November is right?” Of course you weren’t stupid, you just didn’t think your boyfriend was stupid enough to do something like that — but the look on his face made you think other wise.

“Jake no.” You whined, “i’m sorry baby.” He said. “Why would you even agree to do something like that?” You tried to make sense of it. “A new game system.” He said, you stared blankly at him. “I’ll go buy you the game system now, go get my computer.” You said, he laughed. “No baby, you know I can’t allow you to do that, only I spend money in this relationship.”

“It’s just a month, I swear — besides I can still make you cum in other ways.” All though you love his fingers and his plumps lips — his cock just hit different. “Whenever you need me just need to sit that pretty ass on my face and I can give you what you want.” He smirked. “Or I can use my fingers if you like.” His hands traveled up your legs.

“Let’s go again.” He said, his cock hardening all over again. “No, i’m sleepy.” He whined, knowing you were just punishing him. “Baby please, it’s still 20 minutes left.” He said, but it fell on death ears. “Go jerk off.” You heard him huff, before you heard shuffling and him getting off the bed. “Have fun.” You smirked, you were gonna make him wish he never even thought about this stupid ass challenge.

NOVEMBER — WEEK ONE !

It had been about a week since jake basically put you on a no sex band — you both had been pretty busy with your own separate lives that week, so you were too tired to even think about sex at the end of the day.

But today you both had a day off — and you were definitely feeling needy. “Hi baby.” You walked into the living-room where jake was watching tv. He smiled as you climbed into his lap, his hands resting on your lower back. “Hey princess you okay.”

You nodded, running your hands through his hair. “Just a little bored.” You said, he completely missed what you were implying. “Yeah?” He sighed as you played with his soft locks. “You want to go out and do something?” You shook your head, he closed his eyes, you smirked at how easy your boyfriend was — you don’t even know why he chose to do this.

You began to place little kisses on his jaw, down to his neck. “Baby.” He warned, his breath shaky. “Baby, let’s calm down.” But of course you didn’t listen, jake felt his cock twitching in his jeans, he couldn’t go out like this, he had something to prove, but jesus you weren’t making it easy.

“Jakey i’m just getting myself off, you said I could use you if I needed.” You smirked, grinding down on his boner. “Y-yeah baby, but -fuck- just let me eat you then.” He groaned, but you didn’t answer, too busy trying to get yourself off.

He groaned as you rocked back and forth, your moans wrapping around his brain. “Jake!” You squealed. “Jakey i’m gonna cum.” He was fighting demons right now — trying his best not to lift you up and fuck you stupid on the couch. “Fuck i’m cumming!” You yelled, legs shaking as you came.

“Baby.” He whined, his cock was hard as a fucking rock — he was scared to even think a dirty thought cause he wasn’t sure that we wasn’t going to cum untouched. “You cannot do that, i’m not gonna make it if you’re like this.” He said. You smiled, sitting up kissing his cheek. “Just cause you did this to yourself doesn’t mean I should suffer should I?” you got off the couch.

“Where are you going?” He asked, his cock still hard. “Gonna shower, i’m all sticky and sweaty.” He groaned, throwing his head back against the couch.

You were not gonna make this easy for him at all.

NOVEMBER — WEEK TWO !

“Please.” You begged, but jake wasn’t letting up. “It’s just a shower.” You pouted, he couldn’t say no to that — but he knew you weren’t gonna just shower with him in peace. “baby I know where you’re going with this.”

“Please, just a shower, I swear.” He look into your puppy like eyes, he sighed — how was he so desperately wrapped around your fingers. “Fine, just a shower.” You nodded, grabbing his hand guiding you to your shared bedroom.

You undressed yourself — jakes eyes traveled across your body, your perky boobs on display, your plump ass on display as you turned on the water. “Come on.” He waited for you to step in before he followed, standing behind you. “Jesus princess this water is hot as hell.”

You smiled, turning around facing him, reaching up wrapping your arms around his shoulders, the water running down your body, in between your boobs — you weren’t even doing anything but his cock was already hardening, twitching against your stomach. “Shit baby, I don’t think I can be in here long, your pretty body is too distracting.”

“Why wont you just quit them?” Your hand traced up and down his abs — light grazing his cock, but it was enough to have him hissing. “it’s just a stupid game system.” You said, he groaned — he knew you’d be like this, but he fell right into your trap anyway. “It’s not just the game, it’s to prove I have self control.”

“You don’t and that’s why I love you.” You kissed his chest, he sighed. “Im so horny jakey.” You whined, he closed his eyes trying to calm down. “You want me to finger you princess?” He hoped that would calm you down, but you just whined, shaking your head. “Your fingers aren’t enough anymore, I need your cock.”

You grabbed the base of his cock. “B-baby.” He stuttered. “I need you inside me.” You prayed he’d let up and fuck you — you almost had him. “Please.”

Fuck he couldn’t, he had something to prove. “Baby im sorry.” He said, you pouted. “Just a little longer I swear.” You released his cock and he let out a groan. “You’re so mean.” You pouted, he smiled. “Don’t smile at me.” You said, folding your arms.

“You almost had me baby.” He kissed your forehead. “Now im gonna get out and let you finish your shower.” He said, stepping out wrapping his towel around his waist. “What about me, im still horny.”

“you said it yourself princess, my fingers aren’t enough anymore.” He teased, leaving the bathroom. You cursed, he won this time.

But you weren’t gonna let him win that easily…

NOVEMBER — FINAL WEEK !

“Fuck.” He groaned, looking at the numerous of photos and videos you decided to grace him with — he had to stay at his dorm this week, but that didn’t stop you from torturing him via messages. His cock was desperately trying to free itself from his jeans as he looked at a video that you sent of you rutting against his pillow.

“Fuck shes trying to kill me.” He ran his fingers through his hair. “The hell is wrong with you?” Jay said. “You’ve been groaning for the past hour, someone might think we’re in here doing something.” Jake couldn’t even laugh he was that turned on.

“It’s yn, she has not been easy on me these past couple weeks.” He said, jay laughed watching his friend stress out. “Yeah, haha make fun of me, how the hell are you not going through what i’m going through?” He and jay were the last ones standing with heeseung out the second week — claiming he’d just buy the game himself, and sunghoon who found himself giving up the night of jakes birthday party, with one of your friends.

“Because i’m not a sex crazed person and I can control myself.” Jay said, jake groaned once again. “I didn’t expect her to be like this.” He said looking at the the newest photo of you, your fingers stuffed in your soaking cunt. “Are you seriously looking at nudes of your girlfriend right now while i’m talking to you?” Jay said, face full of disgust, standing up. “Jesus at least wait until I leave the room.” He said.

“i’m not giving up that easy!” He yelled, grabbing a towel, cold showers were like his best friend as of lately.

He couldn’t wait until this dumb challenge was over.

NOVEMBER 30, 2023 11:57 !

‘Fuck you, you just had to go and win.’ ‘you actually beat me, you fucking asshole.’ ‘what games do you want?’

He smiled victoriously at the text messages from his friends. He checked the time, and he was just on time — he got up, going into your shared bedroom, you were so unaware, watching the tv not paying attention to the time, like he had for the entire day.

“I won.” He said, finally gaining your attention. “Huh?” You turned to him confused. “What are you talking about?” You were laughing, but the way you had teased jake almost every day this month, you soon weren’t about to be. “I won the game, jay lasted until a few minutes ago.”

You checked the time, your heart sank — it was now midnight, December 1 — you were starting to regret doin everything you did during the month. “Jake.”

Before you could say anything else his lips were crashing into yours. He messily kissed you, trying to get his shirt over his head. Once he did that, he pulled away his lips swollen and red, both of you breathless. “I was gonna be nice princess, but you haven’t been nice to me at all this months.” He rid himself of pants, climbing on the bed. “Jake I was needy and you were ignoring me.” You pouted, trying to find a way out of it.

“Yeah, so that means act like a slut?” He slapped your thigh, pushing them open. “So desperate to get off you even humped my pillow like a bitch in heat.” You moaned out, you missed this. “Couldn’t get wait, just had to cum.” He cupped your heat. “Your pussy is soaking through your panties.”

He practically ripped your panties off. “Even through all the teasing I was gonna treat my baby like this princess she use to be, but then earlier you decided to hump my thigh like a needy whore.” He manhandled you on to your stomach, lifting your hips up, putting a pillow down for comfort. “so now i’m gonna fuck you like a needy whore.”

This is all you wanted — for the entire month this is all you wanted, was for him to fuck you stupid. “Pl-please jakey.” You moaned, he slapped your ass. “Shut the fuck up.” He pumped his cock, groaning as he pressed his tip at your entrance. “Shut up and take my fucking cock.”

He slammed into you without easing in, you let out a scream of pleasure as his cock stretched out your cunt. “Fuck your pussy is so tight.” He had to calm himself down, he was so pent up he felt like he was gonna cum if he moved. “Missed it so much.”

You wiggled your hips impatiently. “J-jake please.” You whined, he slapped your ass. “Fuck.” He pulled out, slamming back in. “So fucking impatient.” He moved his hips. “Couldn’t even wait a second.” He grunted, gripping your hips as he roughly fucked into you. “Jake.”

He let out all his pent up frustrations on your poor cunt, pushing your back down into a a deeper arch — his cock hitting a new spot, you were gripping the pillows as he plowed into you. “That’s it, take my cock slut.” He grunted.

You felt yourself about to cum, your cunt tightening around his cock. “No baby, you don’t get to cum right now, fucking hold it.” He growled, you whined. “J-jake please.” You begged, tears welding in your eyes. “I said fucking hold it slut.”

He kept going, you could no longer hold it. “Jake!” You screamed, tear streaming down your eyes. “Cum, go a ahead and cum slut.” He slapped your ass once more, you screamed cumming around his cock. “That’s it cream my cock -fuck- i’m about about to cum inside your pussy.” He grunted, thrusting a few times. “Fuck!” He came with a moan, filling your cunt up with his cum.

He gave you a few second to compose yourself, before handling you back on your back. “I’m not done baby.” He grabbed the base of his cock, positioning it at your hole that was leaking with his cum, pushing himself back into your hole. “Jake, fuck!” You screamed.

“Gonna fuck you as many times as you teased me, gonna leave your pussy sore.”

©️LUVYENI

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choiyawnzjun · 4 months

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pairing ; nerdychurchboy!jake x afab!reader

sypnosis ; the nerd at church isn’t quite as innocent as you think.

genre ; smut

wc ; 1110

warnings ; making out, dry humping, orgasm denial, oral ( f receiving ), fingering ( lemme know if i missed anything )

you always thought that you would never talk to the new boy that had come to your school just a few months ago. he always hung out with that school clique nobody really cared about. however, he did go to that church your parents would force you to go to with them every sunday but you guys still never talked. that was until you both became partners in physics. after that, you guys would talk every so often. even in church.

he was friendly but.. he was such a neek. you hated it so much because he was always talking about these science things to you that you would never understand. you thought that he would always stay a silly virgin if he was just going to talk about science the whole time with people. you never told him that, of course. but… one day you got carried away.

“gosh, you know electrolysis just-..” you cut him off, you guys were in the church attic together, you decided to skip the mass today and just chill upstairs, you were going to be alone but jake decided to tag along. at first, you were hesitant to let him go with you since you knew he would just talk about science the whole time but you thought that maybe he wouldn’t this time. however, you were wrong.

“oh my god, jake!” you whisper-shouted, throwing your head into your hands, getting frustrated about hearing him ramble like this all the time.

“do you ever talk about anything else other than science? like, at first i was fine with it until i got sick of it. i’m not even sick of it anymore i’m just worried about you now.” you rambled on, not looking at him even once.

“why worried?” he asked, perplexed by the sudden comments you were making now. he hadn’t realised he’d been talking about science so much.

“how are you going to even get girls if you’re just gonna talk about science all day long? like, that’s no fun is it now?” you scoffed, you looked up to see his blank face turn into a cocky smirk as he slowly walked over to you and knelt down on one knee to face you.

“what do you mean? of course i’m fun. i just haven’t shown you it yet.” you were the one confused now as he just stared at you, waiting for your response.

“what do you mean ‘you just haven’t shown me yet’ like, shown me what?” your voice being soaked in absolute confusion and curiousness, you stared back at him, observing every single detail on his face.

“well, i didn’t really wanna be doing things you weren’t okay with.” he shrugged, now sitting down next to you. you stayed silent for a few moments, not having a clue on what to say next. you didn’t really know what he was talking about.

you were so immersed inside your own world that you hadn’t realised he had gotten closer to you, gazing at you with his dark brown eyes.

“what?” you awkwardly laughed, trying to avoid eye contact with him.

“can i kiss you?” he casually asked, cheekily smiling at you. you were hesitant at first by the sudden question but you didn’t really mind. it was just going to be one innocent kiss, right?

you leaned closer to him and your lips moulded together like two perfectly puzzle pieces that matched. his lips were pillowy which you loved and the only thing that surprised you was that he was a very good kisser. like very good.

he slipped his tongue into your mouth when you slightly gasped for breath and he pulled you onto his lap. you both pulled away from each other for a few seconds, his glasses were foggy and his eyes looked hazy and were half-closed. he tugged on your shirt, asking for permission to unbutton it which you gave. he impatiently unbuttoned your shirt as you were both giving each other sloppy kisses. the wetness you were getting down there grew and grew that you started to grind onto him.

“shit, i can feel your pussy throbbing on me.” he groaned, rubbing your thighs with his hands.

“i wanna feel you so bad, jake.” you complained, fiddling with his belt, wanting it to magically come off him. this adorable action made jake chuckle a bit.

“be patient, don’t be a little brat, hm?” he smiled, leaning towards you and peppering you with kisses. he hiked up the dress you were wearing that complimented you a lot which turned jake on even more. he gazed down at your panties and was greeted with a wet spot on them.

“jesus christ, why are you so wet already? I’ve barely done anything. are you that desperate to get dicked down?” your face heat up from his remark but you could care less because what he said was true anyway. you haven’t had sex in a while so…

“can i?” he made you lie down on your back and he hooked your panties off with two fingers after you nodded. his face was now in contact with your slick-covered folds that were glistening in front of him.

“fuck..” he muttered underneath his breath which fanned against your clit. he slowly delve into your pussy, sucking and licking on your clit as if he hadn’t eaten in god knows how long. he inserted a finger into you and all you could do was cover your mouth to muffle the moans and whines that were begging to be thrown out into the air.

“why are you so good at this, jake?” you managed to let out, your legs fidgeting around until jake had to hold them down to keep you still. after what you said, he sucked onto your clit harder as if there was no tomorrow. he inserted another finger into you after your sudden comment.

the moans you were trying so hard to cover could not be covered anymore, your hands naturally grabbed jake’s hair as you bucked your hips against his face while he lapped against you.

“fuck! jake! i’m gonna cu-..” the tightening knot that was burning in your stomach slowly vanished as jake pulled away from you, your juices all over his chin and lips.

“sim jaeyun, why would you do that?” you cried, frustrated because you haven’t felt that good in so long.

“i still haven’t shown you how fun i am yet.” he shrugged, getting up and dusting himself off even though there was really nothing on him.

“maybe i’ll show you later when you’re begging for it.” he winked, leaving the attic.

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jjunae · 2 months

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POCKY . . . sjy

( 🍓 ) warnings! skinship, nothing much!!

'do you like the chocolate or the strawberry ones better?' you asked aloud, causing jake to look up at you from his seat.

'the pocky sticks?' he said, his gaze flickering towards the boxes that you held, to which you nodded.

'i like the strawberry ones,' he confirmed, causing you to rip open the pink-themed packaging, then walk over and plop down beside him on the sofa.

'why?' he asked, and you grinned.

'i'll show you,' you said, pulling out a single stick, and placing it between your lips. you watched as the realization slowly dawned on his face, and he burst out laughing, a pink hue spreading over his soft, pale cheeks.

you leaned forward, and he duly obliged, the amusement clear on his face, as he bit on the other end of the stick. before you knew it, his lips were pressed against yours, his mild perfume gently invigorating your senses.

you pulled away immediately, with flustered cheeks as you gaped at him, all the while he smiled, clearly self-satisfied.

'isn't it a little too late to get shy, sweetheart?'

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heeology · 8 months

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for old times' sake | s.jy

synopsis → after breaking up before going off to college, seeing your ex boyfriend at your friend's birthday dinner four years later was the last thing you anticipated…on second thought, you didn’t really anticipate hooking up with him in his car either.

feat. → isa (stayc)

genre → ex highschool lovers, romance, smut

pairing → nonidol!jake x fem!reader

warnings → MDNI

w.c. → 2k

!!DO NOT COPY OR REPOST!!

“Happy birthday!” you exclaim, hugging Isa from behind.

“Oh my god-” she says with a smile as she turns around to properly hug you. You unwrap your arms and hold out your present to her. She gasps and playfully pushes your shoulder. “And you brought me a gift, you shouldn’t have.”

You roll your eyes as you link arms with each other before she brings you over to the table where the others were gathered. You greet some of the people that you know as Isa goes to set down the present with the other ones she's received. She comes back to you, dragging you over to an empty seat by hers, which you take.

“So, how does it feel to officially be old?” you tease.

She fake laughs, “Jeez, you sound like a dad.”

You chuckle, shrugging your shoulders. The waitress comes over to the table and smiles, “Is everyone ready for me to take their orders?”

“Oh, uh,” Isa starts. She glances at you nervously before looking back at the waitress, “not everyone is here yet.”

“Sure, no problem, I’ll be back to check in.” the waitress says before walking away.

You raise an eyebrow, turning to Isa, but she avoids looking back at you.

“Isa…” you say, skeptical. You look around the table and although you don’t know everyone there, you can’t quite figure out who is missing. “Who are we waiting for?” you turn back to her.

“Oh, you know…” she says, trying to avoid the question.

“Isa.” you say, wanting her to tell you the truth.

She smiles at you, guilty. “Okay, so don’t be upset-”

“Sorry I’m late.” you hear someone say.

Your gaze shifts from a clearly guilty Isa over to the man you honestly thought you would never see again. Your mouth falls agape a little as you see him smile, greeting the people he knew, before he takes the seat (conveniently) in front of you. He chuckles at something one of the other people says to him, licking his lips before he looks over to you. His expression matches yours as you two look at each other in shock.

“You remember Jake, right?” Isa asks nervously, trying to at least get one of you to say something.

Of course you remember Jake and of course he remembers you. Although some may say you both were too young to even know what love really is, you felt it with him and he felt it with you. Four years is a long time and when you both had to make the heartbreaking decision to split up before you went your separate ways to college, it felt like you literally were going to die. It wasn’t easy for him, either, and as he sits in front of you, the feeling of regret he had back then from not fighting for you was beginning to settle within him once again.

As you both are familiar with, just like how so much can develop within four years, the four years you spent apart eventually meant the heartache dissipated, but damn, you didn’t think you missed him this much. How can you help it when he is sitting in front of you looking so good in his all black attire? He could say the same for you, except he is fully aware that he is still madly in love with you; he never got over you.

“Yeah…” you end up saying after staring at each other for a moment.

Isa looks between the two of you, smirking as she sees the way you two are practically gawking at each other. Jake’s eyes travel up and down your figure, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He meets your eyes, “Hey…” he says quietly, like he only wants you to hear it.

“Hey…” you say the same way.

“Are you guys ready to order?” the waitress from earlier asks as she clicks her pen.

“So, how have you been?” Jake asks as the waitress finishes setting down everyone's food.

You smile, biting your bottom lip momentarily before answering him. He smiles to himself, recalling how you did that all the time, finding it cute that you still do.

“Really good, actually. I’m just working at this store temporarily until I actually land the job that I want.”

He hums, following along with what you are saying as you both eat, “Was university okay for you? I know you were a little worried about moving far.”

Truthfully, he was more nervous than you were because once you told him where you wanted to go, he knew what was going to come next. That’s when you guys had your first big fight, him not wanting you to go far because he knew that meant you would break up and you saying that it’s your future and you have to do what is best for yourself in the end.

“Does that mean you don’t see me as a part of your future?” you recall him asking, his heart breaking once the words left his mouth. You still remember his face when he said it, he was so hurt, eyes glossy with tears.

“It was wonderful,” you say, beaming. He smiled sadly at that, it stinging a little, but most of him does feel really happy that you are really happy. “I made a lot of friends and there was this convenience store near my dorm that sold the best cookies that were freshly baked.” He laughs lightly, nodding his head. He looks at you quickly to see your proud smile, which he loves so much; he loves hearing you talk about things passionately. “What about for you?” you ask, snapping him out of his daze.

“Hm?” he asks, looking down at his food hoping you didn’t catch him staring. He takes another bite before answering, “Oh, um, nothing really exciting happened to me. Although, I did really like a lot of my professors.”

“I figured.” you joke, earning a smile from him. “Have you found work yet?”

He nods his head. “It’s just a starting position, but it’s at the company I’ve always wanted to work at.”

You gasp and smile. He chuckles shyly, “Wow…” you say, making him even more shy, “you really are a big shot now.”

He bites his bottom lip, becoming shy from your praise. “No, it’s nothing big…”

“Yet.” you say, pointing your fork at him before continuing to eat.

He smiles and nods his head.

“So, you two pretty much talked the whole time.” Isa says as others begin to gather their things before leaving. “Shame that you left the birthday girl practically all by herself.” she says, pretending to be upset.

“I’m sorry,” you say, wrapping your arms around her, “I honestly didn’t expect to talk to him for that long.”

“You mean the entire time?” she asks casually while pointing a finger at you. You take your arms off of her and shove her lightly, making her laugh.

Isa goes to say goodbye to other people and you and Jake look at each other before exchanging awkward smiles. Although you spent the majority–okay, more like the whole–evening catching up, you didn’t really know how to process the fact that you are still very much in love with him. Love might be a bit strong, perhaps extremely attracted is more appropriate. Either way, you knew you still had feelings for him, but you weren’t sure if he felt the same way. Afterall, it’s been four years.

Everyone begins to walk out together and once again, you end up next to Jake as everyone simultaneously says their last goodbyes, leaving you with just Jake and Isa.

“Do you need a ride home?” they both ask at the same time, looking at each other after posing the question.

You look between them and Isa widens her eyes at you. “You know what,” she starts, clapping her hands together as she looks between the two of you, “you should just go with him, I’m sure you miss each other.”

“Isa…” you say, your eyes wide as Jake tries to hide his smile. She just smiles at you innocently before whispering that she will see you tomorrow and walking off to her car.

You and Jake look at each other before awkwardly smiling again.

“Do you mind if I take you home?” he asks, every part of his being hoping that you will say that you don’t mind.

“Not at all.” you say before giving a small smile and walking closer to him. Even better of a response than he anticipated. He smiles shyly before leading you over to his car, unlocking it and opening the passenger door for you to get in. You laugh lightly, “Such a gentleman.”

“Like always.” he replies before closing the door once you get in. He walks over and gets into the driver's seat, locking the doors once he is inside. You both sit there for a moment, not exactly sure what to say. Sure, you could give him the directions to your place, but neither of you are ready to leave the other again. You begin to pick at the sides of your nails as he looks at you from the corner of his eyes, looking away whenever you look up to glance at him, and then back at you when you look down again. “I’ve missed you.” he finally blurts out.

You look up and slowly turn your head towards him and he slowly turns his head to look at you, holding his breath as he waits for your answer. You smile softly, “I’ve missed you too.”

He sighs in relief and smiles, licking his lips as he looks down before looking back at you. “And thanks,” you raise an eyebrow, “for still being one of my biggest supporters.” he says a little more quietly.

You smile sweetly, reaching over to hold his hand. He feels his breath get caught in his throat. “I’ll always support you.”

It falls silent, simply just basking in each other's gaze, holding hands as he rubs his thumb along the back of your hand. He uses his free hand to push some of your hair delicately out of your face, his fingertips barely grazing your skin, giving you goosebumps. His hand lands on your cheek, him giving you one last glance before leaning in and kissing you.

God, did he miss your lips and god did you miss his. He moans a little into the kiss, only making you release your hand from his to hold the back of his neck, attempting to deepen the kiss. The kiss becomes sloppier the more desperate you become for each other, breathing quickly, grunts and moans escaping both of your lips as you both try to pour the love you still have for each other into it.

He moves his hand from your cheek to your waist, prompting you to switch from sitting in the passenger seat to straddling him instead. He begins to kiss you from your jaw to your neck as he swiftly reaches down to push his seat back from the steering wheel, giving you more room. You laugh a little, but moan as he begins to leave hickies along your collarbone.

You push him back in his seat, him smirking at you in your position; testing you. He runs his hands up and down the sides of your thighs as he practically eye fucks you.

“Just how much have you missed me?” he whispers, teasing you. He bites the corner of his bottom lip, his eyes no longer looking into yours, but your waist as he traces his fingers lightly over your stomach before rubbing moving them to rub your clit. The mini skirt you were wearing was driving him crazy, practically flashing your panites in front of him. You hiss at the sudden friction from his fingers and your underwear, him not bothering to move it out of the way. “Must’ve missed me a lot since you’re already so wet.” he teases, looking back at you.

Your hands grip his shoulders, fingernails digging into them, making him grimace, as you let out little moans. He is moving his fingers slowly, he wants you to answer, and you know that. You meet his gaze and decide to tease him back. You smile, letting out a breathy moan, moving one of your hands to push his hand away before grinding on his cock. He chuckles lowly while leaning his head back, eyes fluttering closed. You smile in satisfaction as he grips your hips, making you pick up your pace, his erection growing harder and harder. As much fun as it is to see him like this, trying to hold back the moans and whines he so clearly wants to vocalize, you decide this isn’t enough for you.

You lean close to his ear, “Would you rather cum in your pants or would you rather cum in me?”

He opens his eyes as you smile innocently, slowing down your pace. He scoffs, poking his tongue in the side of his cheek, gripping your hips making you stop your movements all together. “You haven’t changed very much, have you?”

You shrug your shoulders, “Clearly.”

He scoffs again, clenching his jaw as he keeps eye contact with you. He slips one of his hands off of your waist, undoing his belt as you continue to look at each other. He removes his other hand, undoing his pants, and you lift yourself up a bit as he raises his hips to lower his pants and boxers. He slings one of his arms around your waist, pulling you in for a sloppy kiss, using his other hand to position you over his cock, then taking his cock and using the tip to push your underwear to the side, smothering his precum along your folds.

You gasp a little as he moves his hand back to your waist, pushing you slowly onto his length. You both pull away from your kiss, letting out sighs of pleasure and stifled breaths. Once you fully settle onto his cock, he begins to rock your hips back and forth, not waiting for you to adjust because he already knows you’re used to his size.

“Fuck, you’re made for me, huh?” he asks, flashing a cocky smile as he tries to hold back his moans.

You just let out a moan in response, making him pick up his pace. You nestle your face in the crook of his neck, letting out your moans just loud enough for him to hear, only riling him up more. He grips your hips harder, feeling your arousal already dripping down his cock. He lets out little whines as he clenches his eyes shut, feeling close to his release. You pull yourself away from his neck, leaning away as your head falls back slightly. He opens his eyes, watching as your tits jiggle from his movements. He bites the inside cheek as his cock twitches inside of you.

“Fuck, Jake, right there.” you plead, adjusting yourself slightly as you feel him fucking you in the right spot. You take over moving your hips as he moves one of his hands to start rubbing your clit with no remorse. “Jake-” you moan, digging your nails into the side of his arm.

You feel yourself clenching around him and your legs begin to shake. You gasp loudly as you cum, making him bite his lip as he groans, cumming with you. You stop moving your hips, but he uses his hands to rock you back and forth a little as he rides out his high, no longer biting his lip as he tries to catch his breath, both of your cum mixed now dripping down his cock and a little in between your legs and his onto his thighs.

You rest your forehead on his, out of breath, and he laughs shyly, making you open your eyes to meet his. He runs his fingers lightly up and down the sides of your hips, “Will you be my girlfriend?” he asks quietly. You smile and he kisses you quickly on the lips, “For old times’ sake?”

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yyunari · 9 months

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JAKE 01. ⏱﹕ꕤ﹔ ETA !

your relationship with jake was built off of lies and deceit. that much was apparent all thanks to minji.

⌇＃GENRE ◠﹒angst + breakup ＃PAIRING ◠﹒sim jaeyun x fem! reader x ?? ＃WARNINGS ◠﹒toxic jake ＃WC ◠﹒1.1k

being known as overly emotional and often getting pushed over had its struggles. that much was clear to you on a daily basis.

one of these struggles being how easy you had accepted jake’s request (more like a demand) to break up.

3 days after when you heard his rare yet melodious laugh, one akin to the sound of bells, chime throughout your mind, as it successfully carried onto your ears- you found yourself feeling sick. on a normal day you would be glad to hear it (and the dazzling smile that always accompanied it), but not anymore.

because you had found out that jake had most likely two timed you whilst you guys were together.

if it weren’t for minji texting you after she saw him with a girl on his arms, you wouldn’t have found out.

truly, you owed a lot to your best friend.

minji: y/n- SOS! ur ex is with a girl!

*video attached*

it got cut off but he said “poor y/n, she’s too much of a people pleasing pushover”. WTF!!!!!!

you: seriously? im omw :(

minji: what’s ur eta??

you: be there rn!!

you walked to your car and pinpointed minji’s location on life360 as memories of the breakup filled your subconscious.

“lets break up.”

as soon as those words were uttered from jake’s mouth, you halted what you were doing and let your eyes slowly flutter up to meet his stare.

at first you assumed he was joking. after all, he had made no prior indication that he wanted to break up with you. though the two of you hadn’t spent as much time together in the previous weeks, you accepted that it was because you both were busy with your own lives and couldn’t be with each other 24/7. and it wasn’t as though you had felt that anything was amiss in the relationship, because the two of you had been peacefully coexisting for a while.

but perhaps you were wrong and he had a different idea of what your relationship was like.

as of now, you just wanted to know why. “oh… is there a reason?”

jake hesitated for a moment, then sighed. “yes, there is.”

before you had the opportunity to ask why, he ruffled his chocolate-esque hair with his hands and answered for you. “it’s really not you, it’s me. i just… don’t feel like right now is a good time for me to be in a relationship. you know?”

you felt something was off with his reasoning. the two of you had been together for 4 years, and jake wanted to break it off out of nowhere because it ‘wasn’t a good time’? what exactly made it not a good time? it didn’t make much sense, but you weren’t the type to throw a fit because of a breakup. you were the paranoid, constantly worried about saying the wrong thing type.

if he had his reasons, then you had to respect that. as much as it broke your heart.

but did you really want to?

“and you couldn’t ask me first before jumping the gun?” you grabbed jake’s hand, more confused than upset by how easily he wanted to break things off and how lazy the excuse felt. “i mean, i-i feel like this came out of nowhere. we’ve been dating for 4 years…” you noticed his expression grow more tired. “i’m sorry, i’m not trying to be rude! i guess i’m just surprised you didn’t say anything about it first.”

“i tried! i just couldn’t bring myself to do it, I guess.” jake pursed his lips, seemingly putting his thoughts together before speaking again. “i like you y/n, i really do, but i just don’t think we work. you have to agree- we haven’t been getting along well these days.”

you gave him a sad smile when you realized that you two had completely different perspectives about your dynamic. he considered it strained, while you considered it peaceful. he thought this was a reason to end a relatively long lasting relationship while the thought hadn’t even crossed your mind.

because after all, you loved him too much to even consider that.

“i guess you’re right.” you lied. you couldn’t agree to his judgment, but you couldn’t speak up about it either.

before jake could open his mouth in response, you spoke up again. “as much as i don’t want to do it, I'll have to respect your wishes. it’s for the better if we did… you know…” you looked at jake with tears beginning to cloud your vision. “break up. i’m sorry.”

the perturbed male let out a breath, as you could tell he attempted not to roll his eyes. you felt your heart crack with every action he took, each one somehow upsetting you more than the last. “yes, y/n. we’re done. i can’t handle us anymore.”

and with that you retired into your room, searching for anything and everything to make you feel his presence once more.

“he’s been totally lying!!” you whisper yelled to minji, the two of you watching the couple from a distance. in any other circumstance it would be weird. but considering how clear it was that he broke up with you for her, you didn’t feel bad. “talking about how he wasn’t ready for a relationship… not ready my ass!”

minji put an arm on your shoulder in consolation. “you deserve better than that.”

“damn right i do.” you said, the apparent anger being a cover for the sadness you truly felt deep down. of course you wanted to run back to him and act as though everything was normal, but you knew the truth. he stopped being yours long ago.

it was truly absurd. you had spent hours upon hours post breakup trying to feel alright again; trying to fill the hole that jakes abrupt leaving had opened up. but all of that.. for what? just for it to end up being a whole lie? you felt dumb. not just because of how he made you feel, but because of how you had to pretend to be angrier than you actually were in order to actually be angry about it. it wasn’t that you didn’t feel angry, but rather that the sadness was more prevalent.

you wanted jake to see what he had done to you, to see how he had betrayed you. but passive, people pleaser y/n wasn't the type to confront people.

“hey y/n, you ready to get this show on the road?” jay, a close friend of jake’s, smirked as he grabbed your waist.

you chuckled in response, not hesitating to place a rushed kiss on his cheek. “ready as i’ll ever be.”

such a shame, jake didn’t know who he was dealing with.

authors note. 🤓🤓🤓 this is kind of ass im ngl part 2 coming soon maube

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pandorascrush · 1 year

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Neytiri watching reader flirt with Jake, so she over stimulates reader and edges jake while having them look at each other?

LOOK

ALL WORK IS MY ORIGINAL WORK! I DON’T OWN ANY CHARACTERS

SUMMARY: The reader is a part of the Omitikaya clan and has known Neytiri since they were young. Who knew talking about mating with Jake would push Neytiri to the edge, showing her what she’s wanted all along.

WARNINGS: nsfw(18+), smut, minors dni, clit play, degradation kink, fingering, squirting, avatar/na'vi!jake, dilf!jake, fem!bodied reader, creampie, unprotected sex, breeding kink, dry humping, pet names (babygirl, dirty girl), poly relationship

PAIRING: jake sully x neytiri, jake sully x reader, neytiri x reader, jake sully x reader x neytiri

NOTES: My song suggestion for this part is… Fucked my way up to the top by Lana del Rey<3

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Your breath was stuck in your throat as you tried regulating it. You couldn't help it, Neytiri wanted to push you over the edge again and again, and you were letting her. She had her head burrowed in between your legs, sucking on your clit yet again. Her tongue lapping up the fresh cum from your pussy as it dripped out of you all over her mouth. You couldn't believe you were finally in this predicament. You had wanted her since you were both young, but when the sky people came, Jake caught her eye. He caught your eye too, he was an attractive na’vi afterall. You thought after they mated the feelings would subside, but you were wrong. Your feelings only escalated from there. You wanted them both, desperately and you couldn't hide it anymore.

You had been chatting with Jake at the edge of a cliff, not thinking much of it. You two had been there with your ikran’s as you talked about how the ceremony for the newborn baby’s would go.

“Why don’t you have a mate yet y/n? You’re young and attractive, anyone would be happy being your mate.” Jake said as he circled you, looking you up and down. His gaze lingered on your breasts and the curve of your ass.

“I don’t think one mate could be enough for me Jake.” You responded as you copied him, circling him eyeing him up and down. He suddenly grabbed your chin forcing you to come to a stop to look at him.

“So you're a greedy girl.” He said as he lowered his face towards you, a smirk pulling at his lips as he took in the gasp you let out.

“Ma Jake, one has never been enough for her.” Neytiri suddenly said, appearing behind you, taking you by surprise as she grabbed onto your shoulders from behind.

And that’s how you ended up in this situation, with Neytiri in between your legs rolling your clit on her tongue and lips over and over again as she slowly fucks you with her fingers. Your pussy is sensitive, painfully clenching around her fingers wanting more even though she’s already made you cum three times. Your cheeks are flushed and hot as you keep pinching your nipples in between your fingers. Your eyes shoot open as you hear Jake let out a groan, watching him pumping his cock in his hand as he sits on his knees behind Neytiri. He had his head thrown back and was biting down on his lip with his fangs.

“Neytiri, please my love let me cum.” He whimpered out, as he roughly kneeded his balls with his other hand. You look up at his cock and see his tip swollen and ready, wanting more as precum leaked out.

“NO! You sit there and watch as I taste her. She was mine first.” She hissed back at him as she arches her back even more, shoving her glistening pussy in his face showing him who has the power.

“But Neytiri please-” He began whimpering.

“Jake, if you keep talking I'll never let you taste my pussy.” You hissed out at him as he tried arguing with Neytiri. You couldn't help but feel a sense of power over him, knowing he wanted to taste you but you wouldn't let him until Neytiri said so. This made her smirk against your pussy, and she slowly dragged her tongue over your clit.

“Good girl.” She purred against your pussy. Jake let out a whimper as his ears went flat against his head and his tail thumping loudly against the forest floor. His cock heavy with cum ready to explode at any moment, just waiting for the chance to cum. Neytiri sped up her fingers, curling them inside of you as she began sucking on your clit faster. She looked up at you and could see you pinching your eyes closed as you got lost in the feeling of her.

“Look at him ma y/n. And you ma Jake look at her. I want you to stare at each other as you cum.” She said seductively as she pushed all the way back until she was rubbing her pussy over Jake’s throbbing cock. Jake took this as his cue and gripped her hips as he began thrusting over her pussy, needing that wet friction on his cock.

“Make me cum first ma Jake.” She whimpered out against your pussy. He began thrusting against her pussy, finding her clit with the head of his cock. Over and over again rubbing her clit with his veiny cock, making her let out wanton moans against you, her moans causing little vibrations on your clit egging you on. She began sucking on your clit harder as her fingers hurried their pace as you pinched your nipples. The sounds of her wet pussy against Jake’s hard cock, the feeling of her sucking on your pussy, and the heated and needy gaze Jake had on you sent you over the edge as you came around her mouth, looking at Jake deep in the eyes. Your mouth flew open as you cried out, grinding your pussy on her mouth as she continued licking your pussy, cleaning up your cum as you came, and Jake sped his thrusts over her clit. He leaned over her and reached under her pinching her nipples as his hot cock slipped over and over her hot pussy. This was enough to have her cumming as she bit down on your thigh as her pussy quivered over Jake’s cock. Spurring Jake on her quickened his thrusts over her pussy as he stared deep into your eyes, Neytiri’s hot wet pussy and your intense gaze threw him over the edge as he finally came with a cry, hot white cum spurting out of his cock in thick streams over Neytiri’s back. He slowed his thrusts as Neytiri nuzzled her face in between your thighs as the three of you caught your breaths.

“Now, can I finally taste her Neytiri.” He whimpered into her ear, almost pleading.

“Yes ma Jake, you can taste her.” Is all she said as she smiled against your thigh. You could tell from then, the night was just getting started.

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There you go! Here is the finished product I have been working on. Hope y'all enjoy and let me know what you think down below! As always, asks are open!! TOODLES <3

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holybananafuck · 6 months

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Lips Like Sugar/j.t.k

Pairing: Jake Kiszka x Female Reader

Word Count: 3465

Warnings: NSFW MINORS DNI 18+ drinking, protective jake, touching, fingering, edging, oral (m+f receiving), food play(?), unprotected sex (wrap before you tap!), butt stuff, soft aftercare jake

PLEASE LMK IF I MISSED ANY WARNINGS

A/N: this fic was a collab with @starcaughtsam she sent me the sauce and i wrote this ;)

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The cool autumn air sends chills across your barely covered legs as you walk up the driveway, hand in hand with your lover. The music is so loud that you can feel it rumbling the ground beneath your boots. Jake reaches for the handle and gives you a peck on the forehead before opening the door.

“Y/N! Jack! Looking good!” Your ex-coworker, the host, James greets you at the door dressed as a vampire.

“It’s- Jake…” Jake reaches his hand out, to which he’s completely ignored.

“Whatever you say, big guy.” James moves his gaze to you, looking up and down. “And what are you guys supposed to be?”

“Oh, Jake and I are pirates.” You smile wide pointing between the two of you, resting your head on Jake’s shoulder.

“Hm. Imagined the skirt to be a little… longer.” James shrugs his shoulders.

You let out an awkward giggle as Jake pulls you closer to his side, walking with you towards the kitchen for drinks. James turns to watch you from the doorway.

“Here, baby.” Jake hands you a cracked Topo Chico, grabbing one for himself.

“No whiskey?”

“Keeping it light, gotta drive.” He places his hand at the small of your back, guiding you to the crowd of dancing bodies.

The two of you were never big on dancing, instead finding your way to the opposite side of the crowd, plopping onto an old couch. You cross one leg over the other, ankle resting on Jake’s thigh. He places his free hand on your calf and rubs soft circles with his thumb. You share a few drinks over the course of an hour, keeping casual conversation and innocent touching. Jake had cut himself off after three drinks so he could drive, but encouraged you to have some fun.

“Feelin’ good, doll?” Jake asks, bringing his cool hand to your reddened cheek.

“Very good.” You smile stupidly with half lidded eyes.

“Would you like another drink?”

“Mm, maybe one more.” You reach to grab his hand, placing a kiss on the back of it.

“I’ll be back.” He gives you a kiss on your temple as he gets up to get you another drink.

He saunters into the kitchen, you watch him like he’s the only one in the crowded room. In a sea of costumes, your pirate is all that exists. He makes sure you’re watching before he cracks open another seltzer, licking the foam off the side of the can, undressing you with his eyes. It’s taking everything in you not to touch yourself under his gaze, slick pooling in your panties. You’re snapped from your trance as James emerges from seemingly nowhere, taking Jake’s place on the couch.

“Hey, Y/N. Where’s John? He leave?” James places his arm on the back of the couch as if he’s going to wrap it around you.

“Jake? No, he’s right there.” You point at Jake, who’s standing at the counter looking at you.

Jake trusts you, only watching for any signs of discomfort. You smile and wave at him, earning a little smirk and wave back.

“I don’t get why you’re with him. He seems like a dick.”

“I’m sorry?” You rip your eyes away from Jake to look at James.

“He seriously can’t be that good.” James inches closer to you, reaching his hand toward your knee.

You look back over to Jake who’s now making his way back to the couch empty handed.

“Not that it’s your business, but I can assure you he’s perfect at everything.” You move your leg away from his reach.

Jake finally makes it over to the couch, your knight in shining armor.

“That’s my spot.” Jake points to where James is seated.

“Move your meat, lose your seat.” James remarks.

“What are you fucking twelve, bro? Move.”

“See? Told you he was a dick, Y/N.”

You reach for Jake’s waist, hoping to diffuse the situation before it gets ugly, fast. “Baby, I’m getting tired.” You whine, dipping your thumb into his belt loop.

Diffuse the situation, Y/N. Diffuse.

“Already? I was just getting ready to start a game. Can’t have Halloween without candy!” James tries his best to persuade you, but he’s painfully unsuccessful in his attempts.

You look up at Jake through lustful eyes, images of him in the kitchen playing through your head like a melody.

“It’s up to you, my love.” Jake gently squeezes your hand in reassurance, looking down at you with his brown doe eyes.

You pull yourself up from the couch and stand in front of him, leaning over to whisper into his ear.

“I wanna go home. I have something for you.” You trail away, leaving a kiss below his ear.

“Mm, getting tired, myself. Think we’re gonna go home.” Jake pulls you into him by your waist, sliding his hand down to cup your ass before placing a kiss on your jawline. “Besides, with someone as sweet as her? Who fuckin’ needs candy?”

“Really?” James sucks his teeth, shooting Jake a dirty look.

“Awh, stop being such a downer.” Jake chides as he pulls you away with him, heading for the door.

The car ride is filled with teasing touches, his hand constantly alluding to something more but never giving into your desires.

“Just touch me already!” You tug his hand towards your center, hoping he’ll cave.

He shakes his head and gives in, he’s never been one to restrain himself from pleasure. Jake runs his calloused fingertips up and down your leg until chill bumps rise on your soft skin. His fingers carefully dance along the expanse of your thigh before sliding them under your skirt, meeting with the hem of your panties. He pushes the lacy fabric to the side, running his fingers through your folds before curling his digits into you. He presses his thumb against your clit, working languish circles until you teeter the edge.

“You’re soaked, doll. All from me?” Jake questions tenderly, taking his eyes off the road long enough to catch a glimpse of you falling apart under his touch.

Just as your walls start to tighten around his fingers, he removes them leaving you empty and hungry for more.

“Why did you stop?” You ask quietly, redness failing to dissipate from your cheeks.

“Wanna fuck you right, make you feel so good.” He mumbles, bringing his slick coated fingers to his mouth, licking them clean.

You reach your hand over to his visibly hardened length, palming him through his pants. You unzip the zipper and reach your hand past the waistband of his pants and briefs, rubbing the pads of your fingers slowly across his sensitive tip. Jake wraps his hand around your wrist, restraining you from stroking him any longer.

“Don’t, not yet.” His eyes flutter back as he removes your hand from his length.

He locks his fingers in yours before placing a kiss to your knuckles. He holds your hand pressed to his lips for the rest of the ride, the air from his nose tickling your skin. Upon pulling in the driveway, Jake’s barely in park before rushing you both inside. He rustles for the keys, unlocking the door to your shared home. Jake wastes no time getting his hands back on you, pressing his body against yours forcing the door shut behind you. His hands move up and down your body, squeezing and rubbing on all his favorite spots, as he peppers heated kisses on any and all exposed skin.

“Jakeyyy, hold on!”

“Sorry, sorry. You okay, my love?” He pulls away, grabbing your hand as he steps back.

“Yeah, but remember? I have something for you?” You drag him towards the hall closet with you.

“Damn, I’ve been that bad? Gonna lock me in the closet?” He giggles, waiting for your response.

“No, you weirdo. Gotta get something.” You let go of his hand to lightly smack his shoulder before you open the closet door.

You stand on your tippy toes and shuffle around on the top shelf until you find the little black bag you’d tucked away at the start of the month. Jake’s hands rest on your hips to help balance you, his calloused pads gently pressing into your skin.

“You got us matching costumes… so I got us something matching!” You watch the curiosity wash over Jake’s face as you remove the contents from the bag.

CANDY g-string

“We don’t have to, I thought it would be fun for Halloween.” Your voice grows quieter as you watch Jake’s face for some sort of reaction.

Silence washes over the room, the only thing to be heard is the pounding of your heart behind your chest. The nervousness continues to build up until you watch his lips part in response.

“Am I wearing them too…?” He points to the boxes and then to himself.

“Only if you want, I got two incase you did.”

“Do you want me to?”

You wait a second before nodding yes.

“Okay.” He reaches for one of the boxes, inspecting the packaging.

All you can do is stand in disbelief, his willingness to try new things always astounds you.

“What are you waiting for? Let’s go, sugar lips.”

You practically run to the room, Jake hot on your heels. You start to open the boxes as Jake gets undressed, handing him a pair of the candy panties.

“Don’t think my dick’s gonna fit in this…” He says, hanging the panties from his index finger.

“Oh, it’s coming right off anyways.”

Jake comes over to you at the edge of the bed, laying you back.

“Let me do it?” He asks, reaching for your pair of candy panties.

“Okay.” You whisper in response.

Jake’s hands trail up your legs, fingertips dragging across your calves and thighs until they slip under your skirt to meet the waistband of your thong resting on your hips. He slips his fingers past the band and leaves them there for a moment. He’s hovering over you, staring into your eyes.

“You okay, Jake?” Your brows furrow.

“Yeah, yeah. You’re just so beautiful, had to take you in for a second.” He leans in and places a few heated kisses to your lips before working his way below your skirt.

Jake places soft kisses to your thighs before removing your thong. He slides them down your legs and off your ankles followed by unzipping your boots and tossing them to the side. He reaches over for your matching pair of candy panties and slides them up your legs, adjusting them over your center. Jake’s kneeling between your legs at the edge of the bed, looking down on you.

“Y’know, these things feel weird.” He giggles, snapping the band of the panties against his hips.

You push yourself up off the bed, meeting his lower abdomen with your face. You pepper kisses across his supple skin, making way to his prominent hip bone. You snake your tongue under the string resting on his hip and pull a piece of the candy between your teeth, biting down to break it free. One of Jake’s hands find their way cupped around the back of your neck as you continue kissing the expanse of his stomach. Center with his navel, you start kissing in a line down his body until your lips are against the candy holding his cock. You adjust your hands to hold onto his hips as you start to break off pieces of the candy covering his length. Each time you go for a piece, you snake your tongue between the candy and his flesh to avoid biting him, the feel of your tongue against his cock earning you soft moans. You bite off a few pieces before you grow impatient, pulling the panties to the side to free his length. You drag your tongue up and down his cock a few times before taking him in your mouth, pushing him as deep as your throat will let him. You get about a minute into pleasing him before he grows hungry for more of you. Jake places his hands on yours, removing them from his hip as he lays you back and puts them above your head.

“My turn, sweetness.” He moves his hand down and unzips your corset, laying it flat on the bed behind you, letting your breasts feel the cool air.

Starting at the hollow of your neck, Jake kisses a trail down the valley of your breasts until he meets your lower stomach. He tucks his thumbs into the panties resting on either of your hips before reattaching his lips to your skin. He lightly bites the soft skin of your tummy, your hands resting on top of his at your hips. Jake bends his wrists back enough to intertwine your fingers with his as his lips work their way down to your center. He brings a piece of candy from the middle into his mouth and breaks it off the string. He uses your hips as support to push himself up, bringing his lips to yours in a heated kiss. He licks his tongue along your bottom lip and slips the piece of candy into your mouth. Lips still on yours, Jake presses his hand over your mound and moves it side to side, stimulating your clit with the hard candy. You lift your legs up and wrap them around his back, trying to push yourself into his touch more.

“I know, baby. Just let me take care of you.” He removes his hand from your center and wraps his fingers around your ankles.

Jake brings your knees to your chest, placing kisses along the back of your thighs before he reaches your candy covered center. He moves them over with his teeth, exposing your slick heat to himself. He licks a wide stripe from your entrance to your clit, adjusting his lips to suck on your swollen bud. He lets go of your legs to free his hands, allowing them to rest over his shoulders. His hand comes down and replaces his lips, thumb now pressed to your clit as he teases you with his tongue. He dips his tongue past your entrance, pushing it as far as he can. Once you grow wetter under his touch, he moves two fingers to your entrance, slipping them inside of you as his thumb continues working fast circles over your bud. In a matter of seconds you start to tighten around his fingers.

“Go on, sweetheart. Cum for me.” He curls his fingers up more to aid the process.

“Fuck… Jake, don’t stop.”

“I’m not, baby, I’m not.” He whispers.

You watch his eyes intently watching you writhe under his touch.

“Jake, please.” You reach down to hold his wrist stopping him from moving.

“Are you okay?”

“Just wanna cum on your cock. Wanna make you feel good, too.” You reach further down to wrap your hands around his thick length, stroking and guiding him to your center.

He places his hand over yours and follows your stroking motion, dragging his tip between your folds before pushing into you. Your walls flutter around his width as he gently works himself inside fully. He lays on top of you, hands wrapped around your torso holding you into his chest. There’s not a single part of you going untouched by Jake’s body in some way. His fingertips pressed into the skin of your back and his chest laying on yours, you wrap your legs around him again. Jake’s face is nuzzled into your neck, lips against your ear allowing you to hear every obscenity mumbled from him. A mantra of fuck’s and oh my god’s leave his mouth as he slowly engulfs himself in your touch. Your arms are wrapped around his torso, pulling him in as hard as you can. The pressure of his weight rubbing against your nipples combined with him inside of you forces your own breathy moans out, creating a one of a kind melody just for the two of you. His body so close to yours has allowed the candy panties to rub against your clit, bringing you closer to the edge. Just as you start to tighten around him, he stops again, eliciting a groan from deep inside of you.

“I know, I’m sorry, had an idea.” Jake pushes himself up and pulls out of you, making you groan at the loss of contact. “I promise this time I’ll make you cum. I’m sorry, baby. Can you flip over for me?”

You weakly roll over onto your stomach, body growing tired and sore from Jake’s consistent edging.

“Can I take these off now? Kinda getting in my way.” He asks, toying with the string on your ass.

“Only if you’re gonna make me cum this time.”

He answers by removing the candy panties from your hips and slipping them between your lips.

“Give that mouth something to do other than talk back.” He mumbles as you hear his pair hit the floor.

Jake pushes your legs together and situates himself around you before you feel the tip of his cock against your ass. He leans his torso into your back and brings his lips to your ear.

“Ready?” He whispers.

All you can manage is a nod and Jake slips his cock back inside of you. A few strokes in and Jake’s already pushing you to the edge again. He leans back up and places his hands on your hips, pulling you up to your knees. He adjusts your legs around his frame, spreading out the view for him. He begins thrusting into you again, hands on your hips and his fingers digging into the skin. He moves one hand from your hip and runs it over the swell of your ass. His thumb rests over your back entrance, rubbing in circles for added stimulation.

“Is this okay? You like that?”

“Yeah…” You moan. “Put it in.”

You hear spit leave his lips and make contact with your ass as he uses his thumb to spread the manmade lubricant over your entrance. He slowly pushes his thumb into your ass, resting his palm against your lower back. He slowly moves his thumb in and out of you as he works his cock inside your pussy. Jake removes his other hand from your hip and wraps it around to toy with your clit. Chasing his own release, he starts thrusting into you harder, the tip of his cock hitting your cervix every so slightly. With all of the added stimulation, you start to tighten around his wide length again, this time with the promise of finishing. Jake removes his thumb from your ass and brings it up your back to grab your hair in a makeshift ponytail. He wraps it around his hand and pulls your back into his chest. You bring your arms behind you, pressing your hands into Jake’s sides, squeezing his love handles. He fully pushes you over the ledge, gifting you your promised release as he himself comes undone. The two of you fall to the bed, Jake’s cock still buried deep inside of you. After falling, you both catch your breath, Jake pulls his now soft length out of your aching core. Jake rolls off the bed and collects the candy pieces from around the room, tossing them into the bathroom trash can. You turn your head to watch him as he leans over the tub and begins to draw a hot bath. He shuffles through cabinets under the sink and pulls out a handful of bath products.

“Rosehip or coconut?” He shouts out into the bedroom.

“Rosehip is good.” You mumble just enough for him to hear.

Jake saunters out of the bathroom and over to the bed, picking you up in his arms and bringing you to the bath.

“I’ll be back, just relax a little, okay?” He says, lowering you into the water and placing a kiss to your forehead.

You watch him enter the bedroom several minutes later with a cup of chamomile tea and an assortment of snacks. He comes back to the bathroom with your mug and hands it to you before climbing into the tub with you.

“Nightmare on Elm Street is ready on the tv when you are.”

After the bath grows cool, you guys get out and dry each other off before making your way to the bed.

“Wait, don’t lay down yet.” He walks to the closet and grabs fresh sheets, stripping the bed of the old ones and discarding them in the dirty laundry.

Once the bed is done up with clean sheets, Jake gets you settled with the snacks before climbing in next to you and starting the movie.

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yeonzzzn · 7 months

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💫why do you care?: sim jaeyun

pairing: jake x afab!reader word count: 2.5k

synopsis: a night out with a stranger to get revenge just might be what you need…

genre: strangers to lovers, bar/club!au

warnings: swearing, cheating partner, revenge, some spice ♡

You already knew walking into the bar doors how flushed your face looked. The red of anger, the sadness in your eyes showing on full display. You never had a good poker face, after all.

Make a b-line for the nearest stool at the bar counter, dropping yourself into the seat, face in the palms of your hands.

“May I get you anything, miss?” the bartender asked with the ‘I cannot wait to get out of here tone’ in his voice.

You nodded, “Just a glass of water, please, and thank you.”

The shuffling of the bartender's feet left, but then quickly returned minutes later, hearing the sound of glass being set on the counter in front of you.

You perked up your head, ready to get that good ole H2O into your system, but your already frown became worse.

Not only did the glass of water set in front of you, but there was also a small shot glass.

You raised a brow at the bartender, “I didn’t order this.”

With a sigh and roll of the eyes, he pointed to your left, “That gentleman over there did.”

With a glance to your left, you see who the tender was pointing at. The man sat four chairs down from you, his black hair parted neatly. His black blazer suit jacket complemented his black tank top underneath. Tiffany and Co. jewelry on his fingers and wrist. The man looked expensive.

He raised his glass of alcohol to his lips, not even acknowledging the bartender or you.

You were already angry enough, this man made it worse.

“Hey!” you called out to him, his eyes slowly shifting to you, his glass not leaving his lips. “If this is your way of hitting on me, thanks but no thanks, take it back.”

He raised his brows in surprise, setting his glass down.

“Wow, alright,” his thick Australian accent huffed, “how ungrateful.”

His words pushed your buttons harder, “I don’t need to be hit on right now, so keep your drinks to yourself.”

He scoffed, turning his body fully towards you, slightly leaning forward, “Darlin, I don’t give two shits about hitting on you, I’m not even interested really. You walked in and I noticed you didn't look well, all I did was buy you a shot since you looked like you needed it. That’s it.”

The agreement left you, your face, and your body relaxing. You realized his acts of kindness and took it for another.

“I apologize,” you broke eye contact with his coco eyes, “It’s been a very rough night.”

The Australian man sighed and stood up from his, planting himself in the chair right next to you.

“We are gonna need more shots.” He said to the tender, and with a nod, the tender pulled a bottle off the shelf and rolled out more tiny glasses.

“What are you doing?” You asked in confusion.

“I figured if you’re going to tell me what’s up, then we are going to need more alcohol in our systems.”

You chuckled, “Why do you care?”

He smiled, “I don’t really, but you need someone and I’m here.”

You dropped your head in your palm, studying his face. Now that he was inches away from you, you noticed how beautiful he was. The gods literally sculpted his jawline and his eyes were breathtaking.

“Now,” he started, handing you a shot and taking one for himself, “we shall introduce ourselves and then I’ll listen to your story.”

You clanked the glasses together and took down the liquor.

“I’m Jake.”

You nodded, “Y/N.”

“Well, Y/N,” he softly said, “tell me this story.”

It surprised you how quickly you opened up to Jake. How comfortable you feel telling this stranger that you’ve been suspicious of your boyfriend cheating on you. How you figured out not even an hour ago that he actually was, and how you followed him to a club and saw everything folded out in front of you. The way your boyfriend was holding onto the other woman, the way he kissed her. How you stormed out of the club and ran as fast as you could until you reached this bar and sat down.

“Wow, he sounds like a dick,” Jake said jokingly.

You took another shot down, “no he actually really is.”

Jake tapped his fingers against the counter, “I’m sorry Y/N, you don’t deserve that.”

You shook your head, “two years down the drain for whoever she is,” you sighed, “guess I wasn’t enough.”

Jake perked up at those words, leaning closer to you, “No, stop that.”

You glanced over at him, “what?”

Jake tucked his lip between his teeth, shaking his head, “Don’t ever say you aren’t enough just because some asshole treats you like shit.”

With a shrug of your shoulders and another shot down you replied, “So what do I do then?”

The corner of his lips slid up, “want to get some revenge?”

~~~

Your hands trembled as you stood behind Jake. Your heart pounding against your rib cage ready to tear through your skin at any moment.

“Jake, I don’t think this is a good idea.”

He gave you a smile as he popped open the trunk of his car, revealing the metal baseball bat, tire wrench, and spray paint cans you both just bought from the store.

“Don’t get cold feet now darlin, you liked this idea ten minutes ago.”

“Well yeah,” you crossed your arms over your chest, trying to keep your heart from bursting out, “that was before I let you drive me to the nearest store to buy said items and come back to the club my boyfriend is grinding another woman up at.”

Jake handed your the bag of spray paint, taking the bat and tire wrench in his other hand, and closed the trunk, “And that’s exactly why we are doing this, because of the fact that YOU should be the woman he’s grinding his dick on inside that club, not someone else.”

You bit your bottom lip, your brain telling you this wasn’t a good idea…but your heart wants nothing more than to make your boyfriend suffer how he’s made you suffer.

You nodded, “his car is this way.” Jake smirked as he followed behind you.

The music of the club was loud enough to drown out the sound of metal against metal. The sound of Jake kicking your boyfriend’s headlights, the glass falling to the gravel.

The words cheater painted across the side of the car by your hands.

You took the bat and broke the driver-side window, unlocked the door, and climbed inside.

“Jake, do you have a knife?”

Jake leaned his body into the car beside you, “What are you thinking love?”

“I’m going to carve my name into these expensive leather seats of his.”

Jake chuckled, “damn you’re so sexy right now.”

He pulled out a small pocket knife, handing it over to you.

You don’t know where this boost of confidence came from, but you knew it had to do with Jake.

He was bringing out the rebel inside you, the girl who wanted to scream and fight back but never did.

He brought that girl out tonight.

“How does it look?” You asked him, showing how beautiful your name looked in the tan leather.

“Belongs in a museum.”

“Doesn’t it?”

You climbed out of the car, taking a few steps back to look at the damage you both have done.

The emotions you felt just seconds ago vanished. You thought the sight of your boyfriend's damaged car would excite you. Make all your problems go away. But it didn’t.

Jake noticed it too.

“I have another idea of revenge.”

~~~

You followed Jake inside the club, the music blasting against your eardrums. Every beat shakes your bones.

“What’s the plan now, Jake?” you asked tugging on the hem of your crop top, “I am not dressed properly for a club.”

Jake turned and faced you, slipping off his blazer jacket, revealing his muscled arms, the black tank top definitely complemented his body in every way possible now. He dropped the blazer on the table next to you.

“Y/N, you’re sexy as fuck.”

You raised a brow at him, “I’m literally in a white tank, leggings, and my Nikes.”

He took your hand in his, “and it’s the hottest combination that only you can pull off, and trust me I’ve seen many try to pull it off. You’re sexy and we are going to enjoy dancing at this club to make your man jealous, now follow my lead.”

No hesitation, you walked with him to the dance floor, passing through the bodies of everyone else who was having a great time.

“Point out the dickhead.” Jake asked, pulling you to his side, and wrapping his arm around your waist.

You glanced around the dance room, one by one trying to pick him out, until you finally did.

His new girl was wrapped around him. His hands on her hips with her face in his neck.

You were fuming, your blood boiled inside you.

You heard Jake scoff, “he even looks like a dick.”

Nodding, you slowly looked away from your boyfriend and at the floor.

Jake pulled you closer, your body touching.

His hand rested on your chin, pulling you to look up at him.

“He noticed us,” Jake spoke with excitement in his voice, “remember when I said follow my lead?”

You nodded, “Yes, obviously Jake”.

He smirked, “You can dance, ya?”

Another nod.

“Good.”

Jake left no room between the two of you, his hands went to your hips, moving them to the beat of the song, in perfect rhythm with his own movements.

Your body burned from Jake’s touch and the way his hands felt on you. The way your bodies moved together in perfect harmony. Hips grinding together.

You tangled your hands in his jet-black hair, resting your forehead against his, his breath sending chills down your spine with every touch to your skin.

“Fuck you’re so sexy,” Jake smirked, inching his lips closer to yours, barely brushing together.

You glanced over at your boyfriend, seeing the anger and ugly jealousy playing on his face. It fueled you even more to continue.

“Kiss me,” you brushed against his lips, “I need you to kiss me.”

Jake chuckled and glanced over to your boyfriend, “I’m going to do more than just kiss you.”

Before you could ask, Jake connected his lips to yours.

His hands grasped your ass, squeezing the fat tightly.

Your breath hitched, his touch sending vibrations throughout your body. Each kiss deepened.

His tongue touched your bottom lip, requesting for entrance.

You opened your mouth just wide enough for his tongue to slide through, twisting around in a perfect dance with yours.

Jake pulled away, hands back on your hips and twisting you around.

Your back slammed against his chest. Hands back on your hips.

“Follow my movements,” Jake whispered in your ear, his voice sent chills down you, turning you on even more.

He slid his hand up your arm, lifting it to wrap around his neck, his other hand pulling you even closer to him, his hard-on against your ass.

You tucked your lip between your teeth, slowly grinding yourself against his length.

“Fuck, Y/N,” Jake softly moaned in your ear, “you’re making this very difficult love.”

You smirked at the feeling of his length hardening even more, “making what so difficult Jake?”

He nibbled on your ear, “wanting you.”

The dance continued, your bodies grinding against each other. Jake’s hands feel up every inch of your body.

Neither of you broke eye contact with your boyfriend, watching as he slowly got angrier by the minute.

Jake grilled onto your hips, slowly trailing his hands up your torso, stopping just below your breasts, slowly sliding his thumbs over them, barely grazing your nipples.

Your breath hitched at his touch, mouth slowly opened ajar.

And that was the last straw your boyfriend could take, leaving his new girl behind, marching his way over to you.

“Oops, guess I pissed him off.” Jake snickered.

The closer your bf got, the more red in the face he became.

“Hey!” he shouted.

Jake pulled you behind him, “Hey!” he shouted back.

“Who the fuck are you?!” your bf said standing a few feet away.

“Depends on the day.” Jake shrugged.

“You think you can just dick down my girlfriend like that?!”

“I dunno mate,” Jake clicked his tongue, “think you can just cheat on your girl and expect her to not find out?”

Your bf stood there quiet, his eyes darting between you and Jake.

“Y/N, come here right now.” He said, snapping his fingers at his side.

Jake raised a brow, chuckling as his tongue slid against his upper lip, “Nah mate, you’re fucking stupid if you think I’m going to let her go.”

Seeing the way Jake was standing up for you turned you on. Knowing that this is the way you deserve to be treated. You deserved the kindness Jake has shown you tonight. You deserved the way he couldn’t take his eyes and hands off you while you danced. You deserved to be kissed the way Jake kissed you every single day.

You deserved Jake.

Your bf shot daggers into Jake, but enough was enough.

“It’s over.” You shouted, peaking around Jake, “I’m done with you. Go back to your whore, we are done.”

Your now ex clicked his tongue, shaking his head, “whatever.”

As he turned to leave, Jake had one last comment, “Also a nice car mate, really loved the detailed work.”

He stopped moving, you and Jake both noticing how it finally clicked in his head.

Jake grabbed your hand, quickly pushing past people dragging you behind him until exiting the back door of the club.

You didn’t stop running there. Jake led you back to his car, “get in quickly!”

As Jake was pulling out of the parking lot, you saw your ex running out of the club to see the damage done to his car. You both couldn’t stop laughing.

Jake offered to drive you to your apartment, it was three in the morning and he didn’t want you to have to take a cab back home so late.

The car came to a stop once outside your apartment building.

“Thank you for tonight, Jake,” you said making eye contact with him.

He softly smiled back at you, “It was no problem at all.”

You weren’t ready to leave him, weren’t prepared to let him go. You debated on inviting him inside, but not wanting to look so desperate. You’ve only been single for about an hour anyway.

“What is it love?” Jake asked concern showing on his face.

“Will I ever see you again?” you softly spoke.

But to your surprise, he started laughing.

“What is so funny?” you asked, shoving his shoulder.

Jake took your hand in his, “Why do you care?”

You sighed, giving him a glare, “a nice way of turning the tables.”

“I know, thank you.” he smiled brightly, showing his perfect white teeth with it.

“Anyways, will I ever see you again?” you asked once again.

Jake turned the car off, preparing himself to get out.

“I don’t want to leave you yet,” he reached over and cupped your face between his hands, planting a soft kiss on your lips, “and I most definitely want to see you again.”

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thejakeslayla · 8 months

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jake’s reaction to fem!reader watching disney movies with sunoo

╰─▸❝ jake's reaction to you spending time with other member ❞

pairing idol!jake x fem!reader ୨୧ genre angst at beginning, fluff ୨୧ warnings none ୨୧ no beta!!

jake just finished his promotions for tiffanyandco, now getting back from photo-shoot. headphones on his head playing songs from a playlist you both made. his busy schedule made him miss you even more. he was the clingy type and you both were aware of that.

he was late again, you patiently waited for him in enhypen's dorm, as you promised. while he was in the car, completely forgetting the hour you both agreed to, he tapped his fingers to the beat, thinking about you.

at the same time, you tapped your foot, the patience slowly disappearing.

"y/n?" you heard a soft voice behind you. you quickly raised yourself from the sofa, now turning around. "is he late again?"

sunoo's voice was warm and soft, as if it healed your pain that the overthinking about jake forgetting about your little home date caused.

"it's alright, sunoo. he's busy, i understand that. you all have busy schedules these days" you smiled at him, trying to stay positive, but it was like the boy saw through you.

he was now looked at what you prepared, a bowl of popcorn on the table, a movie that was already on tv; paused and a lot of blankets.

"you wanna watch one movie together? until he gets back, of course. i wont interrupt your guys date" he suggested and you nodded.

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

"no way you didn't watch bolt! it's such a good movie" you yelled, when sunoo scrolled through available movies.

"okay, okay. if it's that good, let's watch it."

it was at least ten minutes in the movie when you both heard the front door opening. you and sunoo; too occupied, didn't notice jake entering the living room.

god, was it painful to see you with other guy watching some movie? munching on popcorn you clearly made for your date? you almost in sunoo's arms?

yes.

but jake hid it well.

he had a bad, tiring day. the only thing that motivated him through it was this date with you. he was disappointed, but couldn't help blaming himself. it was his fault he had this type of job, wasn't it? he signed loud enough for you to notice.

the way he stood definitely showed how tired he was. as his girlfriend, of course you noticed the look on his face. a few seconds later you jumped out of your seat and rushed towards him.

as your arms wrapped around his body, jake couldn't help but smile. his mood improving, but he still felt bad for being late, as this was why you had to watch movies with someone else. when he hugged you, he felt like he was finally home. you were his home.

his head rested on the top of your head and you giggled quietly.

"i missed you" you said, your voice muffled as your face was buried in jake's chest.

sunoo saw how you both "reunited" and quickly left the room, letting you enjoy each others company.

"i missed you too, my princess" he spoke softly, his voice piercing through your heart, making it so warm.

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

you were now sat down, jake's arm around your waist as he kept you close. the movie was still paused, as you both decided to talk first.

"how was your day?" you finally asked.

"tiring, as always" he signed. "but it's okay. i'm with you now." jake kissed your forehead.

"sorry i was late again, sweet thing" his voice suddenly became sad.

"oh, jakey.. it's okay" you looked up, now making eye contact with him. "i'll always wait for you, okay? no need to worry"

you slowly moved your hands, now caressing his cheek with your thumb. "sunoo offered me to wait for you with him, so i did. i kinda thought you forgot."

he dramatically signed. "me? your wonderful boyfriend? forget about you?"

"y/n, my love, my princess.." he smiled again. "this. this exact moment helped me to push through the whole day. no matter what i did today you were on my mind, i couldn't wait to get home and have you in my arms"

his words made you shy, you giggled again. you hid your face in his chest again, wrapping your hands around him.

"you're so adorable" he laughed, while holding you tightly.

. . . . . -ˋˏ ✎ author's note! i was kinda confused with this rq, hope it was good and met your expectations!

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jungwonie-bae · 9 months

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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ secret admirer ˚.♡

Jake x fem!reader

genre- fluff, he fell first, she fell harder trope lmao, friends to lovers

word count- 2.3k 【2387 words】

warnings- awkward jake and clueless reader kissing, and shy reader

—a little someone keeps dropping off little gifts into your locker..

a/n- I wrote this on my phone so it had a lot of errors I think sorry .·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

Oh? For the third time this week, there’s a note in your locker. You open it, and the little paper has chicken scratch handwriting saying, “you’re so pretty today,” with a messily drawn heart. You smile to yourself, wondering who could’ve slipped this into your locker.

“ooh~ Your secret admirer again? I wonder who it could be~” eunchae teases. You look behind you to see eunchae looking over your shoulder at the note in your hand.

“It’s probably a prank right?” You question. “Come on, let’s go to the cafeteria now. Let’s buy some snacks after!” You loop your arm around hers and you both start walking towards the canteen.

—

When the both of you are at the vending machine, a shadow looms over you. You turn around slowly, and jump a little in your spot. Why was he so close? You back up a little, but he walks forward to you again. It’s jake, the popular guy that his so handsome that his face glows every time he walks into a room. Everyone loves him, he’s a teachers pet and is friends with almost everybody.

“oh hi Jake.” You say. He was really easy to talk to, from experience from a project you both worked on together in the past.

“uhm- hey.” He nervously chuckles. “I just wanted to give you this.” He hands you a soda, and walks away. “thanks…” you mumble. You have forgotten about eunchae next to you, that squeals. You jump in surprise, and look over at her.

“he could be your secret admirer! Doesn’t it make a little sense?” She squeals. You think for a bit.

“there no way jake likes me. We don’t even talk! Plus, he’s so popular with the girls. I could never be the one that he likes.” You defend. She just wiggles her eyebrows and says, “there’s still a possibility.” Then she wraps her arm around your shoulders and the two of you walk back to class.

before class, you put your drink into your locker. Then, you notice it’s your favorite sparkling peach juice.

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

the next morning, as you go onto the bus, you plug your earbuds in. You choose one of your favorite songs, and watch the scenery outside. You were so distracted by your music, that you don’t even notice that Jake had sat beside you.

“good morning y/n.” He chirps, as you remove your earbuds. “Morning.” You say back. You two make small conversations until the bus arrives at your stop. You two wave at each other before going to your assigned classes. You think nothing about it, even though Jake had only stuttered around you, and you never noticed the slight blush on his cheeks whenever you complimented him.

he on the other hand, was talking to his friends about how he finally had a normal and long conversation with you.

—

When you had told eunchae at lunch, she squealed so loud that all heads turned to her. You had to send apologetic smiles to everyone. You see Jake walk into the cafeteria, so you wave. His friends go ooh, but you didn’t pay attention to that.

once you leave with eunchae to grab your water bottle from your locker, you see something sticking out. You hurriedly run to your locker to see what the item was. It was a tag. You open the locker door, and there you find a fluffy dog plush. Your eyes soften once you see it, and you hug it to your chest. This person really knew you, huh.

“it’s a new gift!” Eunchae squeaks. You nod and touch over the plush’s nose. You think it’s adorable, but then you look over at the side, and see a note. You quickly grab it before eunchae sees it.

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick. I’ll be back in a second!” You say. You run off, and quickly hide in a stall. You open the note, and it says hint of who it was.

This puppy plush looks like me a bit! (from what my friends said) I hope you enjoy the gift <3

You stare in awe at the letter, and quickly fold it back up. Who looks like a puppy? Do you know them? You stuff the note into your pocket and run back out to go with eunchae. You don’t want to make things too suspicious.

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

the walk to the bus stop was quiet. That was until a guy shouting your name broke the silence. You turn around, and see Jake. You wave at him, and pause so he can catch up to you. “Yeah? What’s up?” You ask.

“I just want to talk to you. Also my bus ride is going the same way.” He states, while panting. You blush at his words. Wait blush? No, you don’t like him like that, right? The both of you talk and talk, and you found out you and him had a lot of things in common. You surprised each other with your similarities. On the last few minutes of the bus ride. You stared at him. He played on his phone, concentrated on his game.

now that you think about it, he looks a little like a puppy. Could your secret admirer really be him?

Jake could feel your stare, and heat crawled up his neck and face. “Why are you staring at me?” He asked, turning to you. You quickly look away.

“oh-” quick!!! Make up an excuse! “uh there was someone that you looked like, and I was trying to think of who it was. I probably zoned out while thinking. Sorry.” You sheepishly smile. he nodded, and his focus went back onto his phone. You not the other hand, was super embarrassed that you got caught staring. You really didn’t mean to stare for that long.

—

a few weeks after you received the puppy plush, you always had Jake on your mind. Why? Because you figured that you actually liked him, though it was only a possibility that he was your secret admirer. You kept thinking about eunchae words, and how they made so much sense.

Jake did look like a happy puppy everywhere he went, and his friends would tease him every time you would walk past. You’ve never thought about any of these things.

today is Saturday, so you made plans with eunchae to go to the mall. She would then go to your house, and you two would talk about any new gossip you heard about, all night.

While you were getting ready, you get a text. You think it’s eunchae saying when she’ll pick you up, but it was from Jake. Jake rarely texts you.

Jake- hey y/n

Jake- do you want to hang out today

you quickly call eunchae. She picks up almost immediately, and asks what’s up. You tell her that Jake wants to hang out, and she quickly says she’s coming over. “But what about our plans?” You ask.

“don’t worry about that, this is Jake we’re talking about!” She excitedly says. “I’m coming over to help you by the way! Text him back that you do want to hang out!” Then she hangs up on you.

You go back to jakes texts.

you- yeah ofc

you- where do you wanna go

Jake- uh can we meet at the movie theater

you- yeah I’ll get ready just tell when we meet up

Jake- how about 2:30?

you- yeah sure

you screenshot the message, and send it to eunchae.

Now there’s a knock on your door. You let eunchae in, and she runs to your room. “Your not wearing… that.” She says while pointing to your outfit. It’s just jeans and a plain shirt. She rumbles through your closet, and throws a few outfits on the ground.

You try a few on, and none seem to match. Just then, there this one dress you’ve never worn before. Eunchae finds it and gasps. “You need to try this one!” She hurriedly presses it towards you.

when you try it on, you feel.. not yourself. The dress it pretty, and you feel pretty in it. And when you come out of the bathroom, eunchae is in love. She does your makeup, and picks out your shoes.

it not too fancy, and hugs around your waist just right. Your happy with eunchae decision, and you kiss her cheeks goodbye. She shouts a “goodbye! Have fun!” behind you. You hold your purse (or bag), and head out; not before texting Jake that you’re leaving the house.

once you arrive, you look around. Where was he? He wasn’t anywhere to be found. You walk into the theaters lobby, and look around again. No Jake.

Just then, a pair of hands cover your eyes, and a familiar voice says, “guess who~”

you gasp at the sudden gesture, and decide to tease him. “Hmm, I don’t know. Maybe sunghoon?” The mention of his best friend on a hang out of just the two of you, makes his smile drop. You turn around and giggle. He lights up again at your laugh, and the two of you buy tickets. When he looks at you, he just says “nice dress.” But he can’t stop staring. You don’t really catch on, but your know eunchae had picked the right outfit.

You want to split the cost, but he insists on buying. You two fight over who’s paying for a few minutes, and eventually he slides his card when you look into your bag. You whine at him, obviously disappointed. He just pats your head, and thought both walk into the movie theaters. You blush hard at the sudden action.

not far behind you, the old woman at the counter says, “what a cute young couple.” You hear it as a whisper, but don’t correct her.

—

as you reach for the popcorn, Jake sees the opportunity. He pretends to also reach in, so your hands touch. You don’t see it coming, and you look over at him flustered. You quickly pull your hand out, and put it on your lap.

you don’t even notice the jake was staring at you after you touch hands. A few minutes later, a slightly bigger hand touches yours, and links your hands together. You look at Jake who avoids eye contact, and he clears his throat. You smile and put your other hand over his. You run your thumb over it soothingly.

Jake doesn’t know where this boldness comes from, and neither do you. You two just stick with it, and hold hands even out of the theater. You never want to let go, a neither does he. You hand fit almost perfectly into his, as if it was meant to be.

As the two of you walk out, you see a little photo booth. “Oh! Look! Let’s go take some pictures!” You exclaim. He follows after you like a lost puppy, and you pay for it first.

the first pose is just peace signs, and the second pose is making random silly faces. The third pose, he wraps his arm around your shoulders, and your arm goes around his waist. You lean your head on his shoulder and his head is on yours. The fourth pose is in the same position- but Jake kisses your cheek.

your really surprised at his actions, and cover your face in embarrassment. You were blushing so hard. Slowly, you’ve fallen deep. So deep, you can’t get out of the hole you’ve made.

He removes your hands from your face. He holds them in his. You would be lying if you said you weren’t flustered. The two of you get the photo strips, and see which one looks good. Jake looks over at you, and blurts,

“Y/n, I’m your secret admirer.”

you look up at him in disbelief. “You? Oh-” you gasp, “really?”

“really. Y/n, I’ve liked you since the first year of high school with you. When I saw you were my partner for the history project, I tried to be natural. But I fell more for you. I can’t explain how much I like you. Please don’t reject me. I’ll treat you good and be the best boyfriend, I promise.”

You stare at him. Your eyes soften at his speech. And then you smile. “Jake, once I saw the gifts, eunchae thought it was you. I always keep them safe in my drawer. As for the puppy plush, I keep it on my bed. You do resemble a puppy.” You giggle. “Jake, I like you too. I could never reject you. I will also treat you well and be the best girlfriend you can ask for.”

He smiles so big, and then pulls you into a big bear hug. The two of you walk to a bench, and talk for a while. There’s a comfortable silence. Jake looks at you, and starts leaning in suddenly. You do the same until your lips touch his. You lips mold perfectly with his, and his mold perfectly with yours. There are fireworks in your stomach exploding with happiness. Once you pull away, he smiles at you, and pulls you into his arms. You watch the sky, and how the clouds move slowly. He whispers into your ear, “I love you.”

Jake was your happiness and you were his too.

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

bonus!-

Jake walks you home that night, and you exchange goodbye kisses. You hug him goodbye, and walk into your home.

“soo how was it?” Eunchae asks out of nowhere. It jump in surprise, as you have forgotten eunchae was staying over. You look over at her a smile ear to ear.

“it was amazing.” You tell her you would take a shower first before spilling everything.

The two of you do face masks , and you spill everything that happened. In the middle of your story, you get a text.

jakey <3 - I love you, goodnight ❣️

you show eunchae, and you both squeal. “I finallly have a boyfriend now!” You say. Eunchae laughs with you. You respond to Jake a few minutes later.

you- I love you too, sweet dreams 💗

When jake reads the message, he kicks his feet in the air and hides his face into his pillow.

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

a/n- sorry guys you can imagine the rest 😍

Thank you for reading!! I got a bit carried away.. I literally write fanfics every week, so make sure to look forward to them 😡 okay byeee ly guys and stay safe <3

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luvyeni · 10 months

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... ꒰🤍꒱ WHEN HE'S IN THE MOOD | SIM JAEYUN !

he's not gonna let you know verbally , but he surely is gonna let you know physically.

he's gonna be so touchy , like skin to skin all the way — touching you , your waist , your thighs ... your ass.

any chance he's gonna get , he's gonna touch your ass. "jake , baby?" "yes princess?" "get your hand off my ass , i have to get up."

definitely gonna try and rile you up , whispering dirty shit into your ear, shit to make you clench your thighs.

such a cocky bastard when he see's you clenching your thighs , running his tongue over his bottom lip. "i seen that baby." he so quick to beckon you over.

sits you directly on his hardon so he can show you how horny he is for you. "you see baby , see how hard i am , and you left me hanging."

immediately stuffs his hands into your pants to feel you up. "fuck , you're so wet , why would keep this from me."

lays you down on your back to do his favorite thing ever , eat you out. "your pussy is soaked baby."

spends a while down there , before pulling away , lips swollen and wet , heavily breathing. "shit if i don't fuck you now im gonna cum in my pants."

©️LUVYENI

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choiyawnzjun · 2 months

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bestfriend!jake with prompt 8 🙏

number 8

pairing ; bestfriend!jake x afab!reader

genre ; smut, drabble

warnings ; sex on the dining table, mentions of blowjob, cumming inside, mentions of a breeding kink, a bit of a praise kink, sweetheart, baby, honey.

wc ; 340

you never knew the innocent words “just practise on me if you want” would ever lead to this.

you were splayed all over your best friend jake’s dining table. you had told jake that you had never given a blowjob before. you guys were that comfortable with each other. well, you guys were just having your monthly conversation where you guys just randomly tell each other something you’ve never told anyone else.

what you didn’t expect after saying you’ve never given a blowjob was jake suddenly offering you to try… and now it lead to.. well.. yeah. you on the dining table getting your brains completely fucked out.

“fuck.. fuck, i’m so lucky to have been your first, baby.” jake groaned, he watched the way your tight cunt would deliciously take his cock, making him roll his hips into you even harder each time.

“this pussy’s all mine, yeah?” he used one of his hands to grip your chin and force you to look up at him. you were already so overwhelmed from the pleasure you were getting that you could barely let out a coherent word.

you nodded, shutting your eyes tightly once jake started to increase his speed, you could feel he was getting close when you managed to open your eyes for just a second, the sight in front of you looked ever so heavenly.

layers of sweat were displayed over jake’s chest and abdomen and his head was thrown back, revealing the hickeys he let you suck on him whilst he was busy prepping you.

“oh, honey, m’gonna cum..” he whined, gripping tightly onto your thighs to pull you closer to him.

“please, can i cum inside? please? shit.. sweetheart, please..” he continued to whine, his thrusts becoming ever so sloppy until you finally gave him permission to cum inside. it felt so… the way ropes of his cum spurted inside of you, coating your walls white.

oh.. the thought of him breeding you suddenly made you even more needy. welp, another round isn’t so bad.

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colectingstrz · 9 months

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THIS ONE IS FOR U

Soo's smol notey:📝: I saw this pic on Pinterest and I was immediately inspired to write a Jake related fic with some correlation to basketball ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ + plussss Jake is soo so the type to yell this is for you and miss 😭 hence the title 💀

“Unknowingly, when you call my name Heartbreakingly, my heart is pounding”

After a messy breakup things have been awkward especially as your the teams manger and have to interact with Jake on a daily basis or in which Jake is determined to win you over and get you back even embarrassing himself in the process

TO SAY THINGS ARE AWKWARD IS AN UNDERSTATEMENT. You and Jake’s breakup was as messy as it could be. Jake had cheated on you the whole thing drove you mad not only did you drag the girl by her hair you also dragged Jake and attempted to drown him in the pool in front of everyone. If it weren’t for your friends and his getting involved you would have gone to jail for murder that day.

Though time has gone past and you are no longer upset and have accepted reality, you are still slightly embarrassed about how you acted at the time as well as the status of your and Jake's relationship, especially as you are his basketball team’s manager. You pretend it's nothing, but you're bothered and find it difficult to be comfortable around him.

"So... do you have a prom date yet?" Jake inquires, gazing your way as he dribbles the ball. "Why should that worry you? It's none of your business who I'm with," he groans, "it's my business you're my ex," you smile " key word here is ex..my life should not concern you now, stop asking stupid questions and start shooting some hoops," you say one final time before leaving and heading to the back to collect additional basketballs, which Heeseung had requested earlier.

While looking for which set to pick you feel a presence behind you. So you turn around to be face to face with the last man you wanted to see. Go away Jake seriously “ dont make me report you for stalking ”Jake laughed holding his chest “ ahh im so hurt y/n” you roll your eyes turning back but Jake held your shoulder forcing you to turn to him “ who are you going with tho?” Why does he want to know so bad.. it’s weird “ since your begging for an answer I’ll let you know..honesty I have no idea yet I haven’t decided “ he hummed as a response but you could tell he was thinking

He had that I’m thinking of something stupid jake face on right now “ go on.. just say it I know you want to..” his face lit up before he took a deep breath “ well I have no one to go with and you seem to not have anyone to go with..soooo you and me prom! what do you think ?” Is he on drugs ? Or has he just genuinely lost the plot you blink your eyes aggressively perplexed as to what you were hearing.

“ what do I think? Why would I got to prom with my ex who cheated on me ? Do you seriously want to know what I think-because I have a bone to pick with you Jake don’t even get me started" you felt yourself getting worked up as you resurfaced locked memories you never wanted to remember “ i already told you I even showed you how sorry i was.. I even tried explained to you what actually happened but you would not listen! You know I would never hurt you” here he goes again with the lies

“ I don’t want to hear it.. I do not want to have this conversation with you.. I’m not going to be your prom date go ask some other girl” you shove past him and storm out of the hall forgetting the little side quest heeseung had set you on. A deep sigh was let out as you rested on a the wall of the hallway why can’t you just leave me alone Jake

JAKE’S 2ND ATTEMPT. The next day was simply no better jake was really pushing your buttons “ the answer is 45 btw” he whispered to you. At this point he had basically given you the answers to half of the paper he might as well have just sat the test for you instead. I don’t need your help leave me aloneeee “ jake piss off I don’t need you I can do this myself” you whispered back basically spitting out your words at him so he would get the point and leave you alone. He sighed, turning away from you , relieved to have some peace and quiet you attempt the to tackle the other half of the paper and realise you had no idea what any of the questions were or how to answer them.

You sighed, knowing you needed Jake's assistance. Kill me now pls You look to your side to already see Jake staring at you with his head resting on his Palm “ it seems you need me love ” you roll your eyes “ call me love again and I’ll drown you in the pool for real this time just give me the answers ” your response causes Jake to laugh slightly as he turns his paper in your direction so you can copy the rest.

" you owe me for basically giving you a free A " you sigh " you never asked anything back when we were together tho.." Jake flicked your forehead causing you to flinch in agony. What the hell jake " we’ll likeeee you said earlier, you're my ex, so this kind gesture comes at a cost, my love," he should stop calling me that. "So, what exactly do you want?" Jake grins “Be my prom date." You step back "Oh my Jake, you've turned into a comedian haven't you? “ You were laughing so hard you had to hold your stomach because it was starting to hurt. "I'm not going to be your prom date" get somebody else to do it You pat him on the back with a fake smile before walking away, or rather sprinting away, because you could see him following you again in the corner of your eye.

JAKE’S 3RD ATTEMPT. if it was not bad enough he tormented you at school he had the audacity to show up at your house and disturb you in the comfort of your own home. Your sitting down chilling while doing some sketches, when you hear a bang on your window, what the hell? You are on your knees, peering out, to get a peek only to find Jake waving down at you, holding a flower he had snatched from your mother's treasured garden. The more Jake kept going the more it gave you any tiny hint of hope..you were even willing to look past what he had done to you almost wanting to give in. Why can’t you just stay out of my life Jake stop making me feel things

Jake, as usual, got his way, and you ended up letting him in through your window and now sit on opposing sides of the bed. "you know... you could have just knocked and my sister would have opened the door for you... she's like the only one who likes you in this household," you said slyly, to which Jake sighed and looked down. " Can we not do this right now?" You raised your brow. "Do what argue? Are you afraid of being called out?" Standing up, Jake sighed once more.

“ stop this it’s so-so irritating ! I keep trying to explain myself to you and you never want to listen to me ! It’s like In your head you’ve already painted me as some Cheater when that’s not what happed ” I don’t have time for this “ well I don’t know how you expect me to believe you when I saw what I saw ! Even my friends told me that they saw you guys together before I even came down to see it for myself !” Jake sighed in irritation, approaching you and placed his hands on your shoulders “y/n.. can you just trust me for once and take my word.. you know how much you mean to me, I would never go out of my way to hurt or disrespect you." “She kissed me, and I didn't know what to do. I pulled her away, but you had already left."

You didn't want to believe it, yet you gave in so easily, especially when Jake sounded so serious and genuine that you couldn't detect a lie anywhere... Reality had hit you. You realise for some reason that you never really talked to Jake after that, and ghosted him because you had fixed your mind on your opinion of what had happened, never really wanting to hear his side of the story

You hated yourself for doing this and ignoring him all this time, you both had been hurting for no cause. If it went for yourself and your overthinking and actually had bothered to talk it out with Jake now you could have still been together. Gosh why am I so quick to always jump to conclusions this is my fault " Jake.. I'm so sorry..I-“ shhh it's ok it’s alright " Jake cut you off by pulling you into his chest, one hand resting on your head and the other on your waist as he pulled you into a hug. "All that matters is that you believe me now in this moment.. that's all I ever needed and wanted from you my love," similar to before before hearing him call you that made your heart flutter but in this circumstance you felt your heart just melt.

“Here is my heart out for you ”

JAKE’S FINAL AND LAST ATTEMPT WAS THE GRAND FINAL. Now that you and him were on talking terms the awkwardness eventually faded away and it was like freshman year all over again with the two of you locking gazes across the room and quickly looking away. Blushing at any compliment he would make. Cute exchange of love letters in class it was nostalgic. Jake was the happiest he had been in a long time, and his teammates noticed. Jake's performance had improved shooting many goals more than he had in the previous semester, and it was clear from the lovey dovey glances you two exchanged across the sports hall at every practise session that you and jake had patched it up. Though Jake, on the other hand still wanted to ask you to prom.

But now that you two are back on track, he wanted to make a huge proposal that would show you and Convey how how he truly felt and as well as a cool way to ask you out. Jake wanted to impress you with want he knew best aka basketball.

During practice you had arrived a bit late due to your teacher but you still rushed to the hall not wanting to keep the team waiting. As soon as you arrived you sat down on the front bench as you went on your phone to quickly reply to your friends message ." hey y/n" You look up to see Jake joyously waving at you, and you reciprocate one. He holds the ball up pointing in your direction " This one's for you! " He yells before shooting into the hoop. Jake had a vision of how this would play out, which included him taking a beautiful shot, you being amazed, and him asking you out to prom. But, unfortunately for you Jake and everyone else in the room, he absolutely missed it; he wasn't even close to getting it in.

The entire situation was humiliating. Afterwards to top it off Jake clumsily stood on one knee almost tripping while he whipped out a Harry Bow ring form his pocket , reaching out to you, "w-will you be my prom date?" No..way he can’t be serious You were resisting the urge to laugh, but you managed to let out a small "yes" as you ran into his arms for a big bear hug. The whole thing was amusing. Jake was clumsy, but it was adorable because you could see he tried his hardest for you even if it didn't work out.

Despite all that and happed between you two… you was happy to see he was still the awkward and cute boyfriend you had learned to adore.

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jjunae · 2 months

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LUCK . . . sjy

꒰ 🏎️ ꒱ warnings! skinship

'wish me luck?' jake beamed, as he picked up his helmet.

'do you even need it? we both know you're going to win,' you laughed, reaching to fix the collar of his crumpled jacket.

'c'mon, i like hearing you say it,' he softly pleaded, to which your breath hitched momentarily, before you snapped back to your senses and continued to fix out the wrinkles.

'say please; it's good manners.'

'can you please wish me luck?' he asked, and you nodded with a smile.

'good luck, you'll do great out there,' you wished, and then stretched on the tips of your toes, to press your lips against his forehead, all the while your hands gently cupped his soft cheeks.

''m going to do even better with you watching, sweetheart,' he grinned, his tone brimming with confidence.

'okay, you dork. we'll see,' you chuckled, pushing his shoulder.

'go win for me, yeah?' you said after a short pause, as you watched him snugly fit his F1 helmet over his pretty face.

'for you? i'd win every time.'

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heartandfangs · 2 years

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I OWE YOU— PART FIVE.

GENRE Roommates AU, Playboy!Jake, Virgin!Reader, BestFriend!Heeseung, Heavy Smut, Slight Angst, Fluff (if you squint)

PAIRING f!Reader x Jake/Jayeun, f!Reader x Heeseung

WARNINGS 18+ ONLY, Cursing, Possessiveness, Manipulation, LOTS of jealousy, Implied one-sided feelings, Unresolved feelings, Trash talking, Alcohol, Flirting, Slight slow-burn, Morally-grey characters, Sexual inexperience, Sexual tension, Anxiety, Making out, Teasing, Finger sucking, Grinding, Breast worship, Brief rimming (very brief), Fingering, f!Receiving Oral sex, m!Receiving Oral sex, SoftDom!Heeseung, Sub!Reader

WORD COUNT +13k

SUMMARY In which you realize that your playboy roommate and your best friend share one common thread: their uninhibited desire for you. With Jake giving you the cold shoulder, you choose to indulge the latter this time around… consequences be damned.

AUTHOR'S NOTE Even if you're not caught up with the series, if you love Hee, you'd enjoy this part alone. 🫠 It came out a lot more romantic than I intended, but Heeseung's character just brought it out of me and it's not even in his own series– that's how badly he's been coming for me! 💗 But tbh it was a long time coming and set up in part 3, so letting soft dom Heeseung have his reign here. I added extra smut for you all which is why it took a week more than I said it would to post, but I think it was worth it. Fucking enjoy 🫶 I'm officially deceased, you’ll find me in my coffin ⚰️ (See end of work for cont. A/N)

YOU WISH, Part I, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Masterlist

TAGLIST @skzenhalove, @axartia, @stbwe, @duolingofanaccount, @writingmochi, @thejjrl@fan-zhan, @kazuhugs, @sweetnightleeheeseung, @rpkth, @btskpop17, @markleeisdabestdrug

It perturbed you how much your body yearned to be near Jake Sim.

Seemingly, Jake shared the same sentiment, despite having vied for your attention one day and then ignored you entirely the next, right after you rejected his kiss during your last encounter. It must've been the tipping point after you cruelly renounced your heated first kiss with him, chalking it up to anything but feelings despite you initiating it.

However, you were nearly beginning to wonder if you called it too soon; his feelings for you, that is. Not to say that you were in love with him; you knew better than that. But after much thought and a healthy amount of denial on your end, you were beginning to realize Jake had fallen for you in a twisted sense.

It was a challenging notion to wrap your head around. If he had, at what point had Jake fallen and why?

After all, that wasn't what Jake was about.

Your rejection of his romantic advances drew such a strong reaction from him, though, like the man wasn't sure what to do with himself. As if it was his first time dealing with such feelings, but he had to have gotten his heart broken at least once, right?

Although, it really seemed like Jake was infatuated rather than in love– because you were the sole one he'd yet to get his hands on from the start.

So, the dissonance in his behavior made sense after what had transpired between you two in that short time frame. Callousness was a reaction you hadn't anticipated coming from Jake– and you would never admit out loud that it hurt.

The ghost of Jake's touches lingered on every inch of your skin and had you rutting into your pillow late at night when the vivid memories of him persisted. A consequence of your carelessness, even though you knew what you were getting yourself into.

Jake had shown you facets of himself you hadn't even known existed beyond his mischievous persona and capricious way of living. He'd push your boundaries in ways that irked you but also expanded your little world. It was such an intriguing dynamic, one you could imagine yourself exploring further with him… perhaps without strings attached.

You never thought you'd come to consider such a thing, especially after how cold you've been with Jake and how precious things like first kisses once were to you.

Although Jake never verbally expressed it, he clearly thought otherwise and seemed to want you romantically. He was growing attached to you in ways he hadn't shown to have been in the past.

One kiss– and suddenly yours and his intentions swapped. How was that even remotely possible for him, let alone for you?

Two weeks had gone by begrudgingly slowly and each day was like a hellish repeat of the day prior, consisting of an unbearable tension you hadn't known was possible to exist between two people.

Jake would either rise earlier in the day or stay in later than you just to avoid contact. If either of you did happen to pass by each other in the common areas of the flat, no words were exchanged, and god forbid you made eye contact.

It was a good thing life had many distractions.

Being a working member of society meant that you were more than eager to get out of the four walls of your bedroom after being at your desk all week. Saturday evening arrived like the answer to your prayers, and since you didn't go out much, you intended to have as much fun as you could within your means.

A notification sounded from your phone, informing you that the Uber you were currently in was approaching one of your favorite speakeasies. The sound pulled you out of your thoughts, the blur of buildings starting to look familiar.

By recent habit, you tapped on your photo album to indulge the source of your guilt and irritation. Turns out when Jake stole your phone those couple weeks ago, he filled your gallery with ridiculous selfies— several blurry, taken at hilarious angles, and others, obnoxiously flirtatious, as if he intended to get a rise out of you.

He was shirtless in all of them, which only made your nerves hum, and your palms sweaty.

One photo in particular always made you feel hazy– Jake had fallen over your sheets, sweatpants hung low on his hips, and a veined hand wrapped around his neck like a choker, his demure, heavy eyes telling of his arousal for you.

Fantastic— As if you needed a fucking souvenir photo for that day.

In frustration, you slammed your head back on the headrest, drawing a concerned look from your Uber driver in the mirror. The car had come to a momentary stop in a free parking space.

"Sorry," you quickly apologized and hurried out of the car onto the busy streets of downtown.

A red neon sign that read Deities & Denizens glowed several feet above you, indicating that you were at your stop. You glanced at your reflection in a tinted window and smoothed your fingers over the soft velvet fabric of your dress, ending at the tops of your thighs.

The black dress dipped sharply to reveal the skin of your decollete, the panels wrapped and tied to the side of your waist. Its long fitted sleeves would keep you warm, as would your trusty thigh-high, suede boots you'd chosen for the night.

Thin, woven strands of leather kept them tied behind your thighs, and at the end of each dangled a silver horned charm. The heel gave you a couple of inches of height without compromising comfort, along with the false hope that you might have a chance at appearing less like a child next to Heeseung.

You pocketed your phone into your dress and ran your fingers over the simple diamond choker resting at the base of your neck; it was a lovely gift from your mother, who you hadn't seen in a long time, and you've only worn it out on occasion.

A gust of wind from the cars driving by swept your hair, and the bustling street activity along with the chatter of people caused a thought to intrude on your mind.

What if I had taken Jake instead?

With a frustrated huff, you dropped your arms to your sides and yanked open the door to the venue.

Why would I even think such a thing? I'm here to spend time with–

"Hey."

To your left stood the man of the hour with his arms crossed over his chest.

Immediately your face brightened upon seeing Heeseung, who gave you a small smile in return.

"What are you doing over there brooding against the wall for?"

"Waiting for you, of course," Heeseung replied.

Well, you set yourself up for that one.

"Yeah, I know– Sorry I'm a bit late."

Although Heeseung was as much of a wallflower as you were, his exquisite fashion sense consistently garnered attention from anyone in close vicinity. Dressed head to toe in black with a sleek leather coat and dress boots, he must've been drawing glances from strangers since he arrived, even appearing slightly intimidating to you despite knowing him.

Heeseung pushed off the wall and made his way towards you. He easily pulled you into his arms as you rose to the tips of your toes, barely able to thread your arms around his neck in a warm embrace without his help.

Immediately, you appreciated the proximity; after all, it was the first physical human contact you've had in weeks. Almost wanting to just fall limp against Heeseung, you opted to rest your cheek against his shoulder and take in the scent of his cologne. He smelled of warm musk, and subtle spice layered over crisp apples, reminding you of a crackling fireplace amid the cold woods.

Heeseung felt you relax against him and rubbed comforting circles against your back in response.

"You looked a little distressed there; something happen along the way here?"

Coming to your senses, you slipped your arms from his shoulders, but his hands settled on your hips, keeping you close. It startled you slightly, being able to feel the outline of his natural bulge press against you.

Breath catching, you replied, "...No. It was just a weird Uber drive. You know how those can sometimes be."

"Next time, let's just meet at your place, and we'll go from there together," he looked into your eyes, and you thought you imagined his thumb slowly dragging over the curve of your hip.

Gosh, Heeseung feels different.

"You're sweet," Taking his hand, you tugged him along to the back of the restaurant, "Next time."

His skin was warm to the touch, and you willed your palms from getting sweaty.

Heeseung leaned down, his warm breath tickling your ear, "You look beautiful tonight."

Even amongst all the noise, his gentle voice managed to send shivers across your skin.

"It's nice pretending to be a participating member of society once in a while," You smirked up at him, fighting the urge to shy away.

"It is nice, sometimes,” he agreed.

As you weaved between groups of people and servers alike, the aroma of the food spread on each table made your stomach growl.

"This place is pretty cool; the vibe reminds me of the 1920s," He looked over his shoulder, eyeing the busy old-fashioned bar drenched in warm lights, "Is this not where we're sitting?"

"Remember, it's a speakeasy– which means the bar we're going to is hidden further in," You turned around and stood in front of him as he came to a halt, "And you have to find it."

The both of you found yourselves in the middle of a dim hallway, luxurious glass cases filled with massive blocks of ice on trays to your left, rows of large steel kegs lining the furthest back wall behind you, and a mysterious door on your right.

An amused smile tugged at Heeseung's lips as he brushed by you and reached for the gold door knob, the most obvious choice.

He peered into it curiously before shutting the door, "That is a fancy bathroom."

You chuckled, stepping aside to watch him further explore the space while taking in… well, him.

Somehow Heeseung had grown since you last saw him in person; his shoulders had broadened, filling out his leather coat, and the slight angle of his jaw was more mature. A stranger probably wouldn't have guessed he'd move with such grace across the stage with his long limbs, but you knew how exceptional of a performer he was.

Everything from his subtly styled hair to the steel toe of his boots was impeccable; Heeseung naturally exuded an intriguing aura that people picked up on even when he wasn't on stage. Perhaps it came with the familiarity of being in the spotlight. You've never been the sort to care to perform in front of others, and with Heeseung, you've never had to.

Heeseung curiously ran his hand over the wall of steel kegs and shot you a questioning look.

"You're hot," you hinted.

"Am I?"

You rolled your eyes as Heeseung held his hand out to you with a glimmer in his eye, "Come on."

Without a second thought, you took his hand in yours.

Jake wove his palm over a flickering candle, hunched over his chosen glass of amber poison. Its heat stung, but only when he stayed put for too long.

It was no different with his sexual encounters.

He was reminded of how candlelight spilled over your serene expression in the bath and the mess of feelings that overcame him after your last tryst weeks ago. How he left you on your knees in that tub after everything— after he used you.

A pang of guilt throbbed in his chest, so he swallowed a mouthful of his drink, enduring the burn down his throat.

"So, handsome. What are you headed after this, my place or yours?" A perfectly manicured finger reached out to trace the back of his hand, and he instinctively retracted it.

… Instinctively?

"I don't have any plans, and I'll likely be keeping it that way for the rest of the night."

The woman huffed and shot an irritated look at him, then glared across the table at Jake's more relaxed companion.

Jake glanced over at Sunghoon, who had an arm draped around another random woman that suddenly appeared at their table about twenty minutes prior, already sipping on her third martini.

As the woman at Jake's side downed her drink, Sunghoon shrugged at his friend’s prickly demeanor. "Really, Jake? Hey Jay, can we get another—"

Said bartender quickly approached their table from the bar and directed a threat to the man under his breath, "I will personally slip cyanide into your drink if you order another Zombie, Sunghoon."

"It's for Jake; look at him. The poor guy needs to get fucked up a bit," Sunghoon insisted, brushing his fingers through his bleached locks, "And then maybe he'll tell us what the hell has been going on."

Jay gave the younger man a good look, taking in Jake’s unusual stony expression before nodding and rolling up his sleeves, "…Fine."

Just as Jay turned back to the bar, he paused in his tracks.

Sunghoon followed the bartender's line of sight to a young woman dressed in black, never mind the man next to her.

"Is she a regular?" He asked Jay.

Jake didn't bother to turn around or listen in to the ongoing conversation, fully caught up in his vehement thoughts about you.

Jay's attention snapped back to the task at hand, and he began pouring a couple of glasses of water behind the bar. "Even if she wasn't– don't even think about it."

"Why, you got dibs?" Sunghoon probed.

"No. She's just never come off as the type that'd give you a chance– Plus, she's brought company, for once."

Jay approached Sunghoon's short-term object of interest for the night, who was admittedly his favorite regular and her plus one, who Jay– if he were being honest with himself– was a bit envious of.

Heeseung's expression upon entering the speakeasy was absolutely priceless. His mouth fell agape upon noticing the long wall lined with rows upon rows of skulls to the left where you both stood. The walls reached the incredibly high ceiling, decorated with obscure framed paintings and portraits of people staring down at the unsuspecting diners.

On his right, several deep, inverted shelves that were tucked into the walls displayed an impressive stock of spirits and booze for the clientele's ailments. People occupied each booth and table, yet it wasn't nearly as noisy as the restaurant outside.

The room was bathed in warm, dim lighting from the individual tea lights scattered along the tables and the grand candle-lit chandelier hanging at the center of it all.

"It's like something out of Disneyland, isn't it?" You said.

"Feels like a cross between Pirates of the Caribbean and Haunted Mansion," He agreed, "It's right up your alley."

"Exactly," you smiled, tugging him to your reserved seats at the closest end of the bar.

On queue, a familiar face approached you.

"Hi, Jay."

"___," He greeted, replacing the reservation plaque on the marble counter with two glasses of water, "It's been a while, and you've brought company this time."

"I have! Meet my best friend, Heeseung."

"Hello, best friend," Jay nodded at Heeseung, who returned the gesture.

"Hello."

That drew a chuckle from you just as Jay brandished a menu with a flourish and slid it across the counter, "Let me know when you're ready, love."

"I will," you said shyly, unable to help yourself when interacting with the bold bartender.

Heeseung rapped his knuckles against the marble counter while looking after Jay as he walked off. He observed you closely as you studied the small, gold foiled menu.

You slid a hand over your stomach as it growled, "I swear, I'm about to order one of everything."

"The menu's not that big," Heeseung propped his chin up on his palm, "Why don't we?"

"Really?" You grinned, "You gonna help me finish it all?"

"Don't I always?"

"Yeah, yeah– keep thinking you put it away better than me," You drawled, finger running down the list of specialty cocktails to choose from, "What are you thinking drinks-wise?"

"Since you know what's good here, why don't you choose for me?"

"Aw, you trust me to get you something nice and sweet for your baby taste buds?"

Heeseung pouted, "I don't have baby taste buds."

"Yes, you do, Mister I'd like extra, extra sugar in my milk tea, please."

Heeseung gently nudged you sulkily, and you mischievously made a big show of nearly slipping off your stool. Just as he caught you, your hand shot out to grip his arm and steady yourself, a bit surprised to feel his muscles flex under his jacket.

"Geez! I almost fell on my ass."

He pulled you back onto your seat with ease, "You did not—"

"Ready for some drinks?" Jay suddenly reappeared after seeing your arms flail from across the room.

You straightened up, a smile plastered over your face. "Oh, yes. He'll have the Love Note, I'll have the Fallen Angel, and we'll get one of everything off the shareables."

Off to your side, Heeseung looked curious at the names of the cocktails you rattled off.

"I'll put those in for you…"

You thanked Jay, but it appeared he wasn't finished speaking with you.

"… So, I received an anonymous request. This shot is from the hottest guys in the room," Jay sighed loudly, holding a glass filled with a creamy citrine liquid, "And they want you to go figure out who it is."

You stared at Jay, and he visibly cringed. "Hint: it's not me."

Heeseung gave Jay a tight-lipped smile, clearly not amused.

"I completely understand if you don't want to tip me." The bartender set the single shot glass down in front of you and quickly turned on his heel to tend to other guests.

"What the hell?" Too curious for your own good, you scanned the dark room over your shoulder.

It was only a matter of seconds before you met the sharp gaze of a handsome young man with silver hair who sat on the opposite end of the room. A woman accompanied him, and another man with his back turned to you.

The man facing you whispered something to his companion before sending an enticing wink your way. The girl at his side sent you a nasty look at the attention you were receiving, causing you to avert your eyes.

Unsettled and feeling a heat work up your neck, you were glad Heeseung couldn't see your face.

Then his dark haired companion turned your way, appearing somewhat lethargic until his sights settled on you. The same mixture of disbelief spread across both your faces.

Jake.

Heeseung paused. "Isn't that your roommate?"

"Yes," Your stool creaked as you turned back to the counter and stared down at the shot. It smelled sugary and citrusy; Heeseung would probably like it. "Yes, and I have no clue what's going on right now."

Jake's appearance at one of your favorite bars had to be coincidental. It wasn't his idea to send a shot over and get your attention, right? Did his friends even know what you looked like? He's never had them over except girls, and you've never taken any photos together, but it's possible Jake spilled everything to them…

Shit. Did he actually? You hadn't even told Heeseung yet, but you hadn't exactly been planning on it.

Heeseung blinked at you in silence before his eyes narrowed in on your roommate. The last time they'd seen each other was through your laptop's screen, and Jake had been all up in your space if he remembered correctly.

Clearly, something had gone down between the two of you.

Jake couldn't take his eyes off you, even as you tried to duck your head out of sight… until he felt Heeseung's scrutinizing stare.

If looks could kill.

"Shall we people watch for old times sake? I'm sure it'll make them uncomfortable if they see us whispering to each other while staring at them," Heeseung suggested.

You couldn't help but laugh out loud despite your nerves.

In college, there had been countless nights you'd spent together in boba cafes while people-watching and whispering made-up stories of strangers' lives for fun.

Perhaps it was a bit juvenile and silly of you two, but the stories you two spun had you doubled over in laughter by the end of the night. The two of you always did it on the down-low, but Heeseung must've been feeling a little bolder today.

"…What do you think about the guy with my roommate?" You asked distractedly, preferring to speculate about Jake's friend rather than himself.

Heeseung spun your stool back around, so you both faced the suspected try-hards of the night. When his hand rested on the small of your back, you straightened up in your chair.

"He's likely a player if the guy's hanging around your roommate. Probably still in college and wants to hang with the big boys. I wouldn't be surprised if he pulled that stunt with the shot— tacky birds of a feather flock together."

"Damn, you're not pulling any punches tonight, are you?"

"I don't feel inclined to these days… it's an easy read."

Sunghoon's expression slowly shifted into a frown as he convened with Jake, who'd quickly turned his back on you.

You snickered, "I'd agree with you. The silver-haired kid probably secretly has a mommy kink."

Heeseung choked on his water, sending you into a fit of giggles only feeling a bit apologetic. He quickly recovered himself, shaking his head at you in disbelief.

"Sure you didn't pregame before meeting me here?"

"Hey, I'm here to have all the fun with you tonight!" You said.

"Right… So, what’s in our drinks?"

You shot him a sly look at how quickly he changed the subject but decided to go along with the flow.

“Love Note’s got vodka, gin & crème de violette. It's like a cloudy purple and looks a bit mysterious, but it's partly fizzy and tastes like candy. Even the presentation reminds me of you; you'll see when it comes," Heeseung found himself bashfully glancing down at his lap as you continued, "Fallen Angel supposedly has crème de menthe with gin & sugar in it. Not sure how that combination is with lime, but I thought, why not give it a try? Sometimes the names of drinks are enough to get me to taste it."

"Is menthe essentially mint? Kind of sounds like a toothpaste cocktail—"

"Don't even start," you warned, pressing a finger into his chest.

Heeseung chuckled and you pursed your lips, the two of you sitting back to observe your surroundings again in comfortable silence.

To your annoyance, your eyes kept wandering back to Jake; you had to force yourself from staring at his back, feeling the weight of his unexpected presence on your shoulders.

Giving Heeseung your full attention was challenging when so many things were pressing on your mind. Part of you wanted to leave after seeing Jake, but you didn't want to ruin your night with your best friend.

And even though you didn't owe Jake anything, you also felt the pressure to say something after weeks of silence, but you weren't sure what, and this certainly wasn't the place to do so.

Suddenly, the tips of Heeseung's fingers began tracing lazy shapes across your back as if he knew you'd drifted away in your thoughts. His touch sent tingles sparking across your skin, causing you to press your thighs together.

Oh gosh, what was he doing?

You felt Heeseung staring at you with a knowing look, and in a panic, you quickly reached for the forgotten shot on the counter before giving it a quick taste.

"Lemon drop. Try it," You tipped the glass towards him.

Heeseung's long fingers curled around yours as he took the glass and knocked it back.

While Heeseung ran his tongue over his lips in consideration, you hadn't realized you were licking at your own, mirroring him. "Tastes like sour candy and vodka. I would've gotten you something different."

"Like what?"

"Just champagne, and lots of it," He said simply, setting down the empty glass.

"Quit making me out to be a drunk," you bumped his knee with yours and gave him an accusing look that had him beaming.

A chic string of notes filled your ears and drew your attention to the corner of the room; a live band had shuffled in and begun playing a sultry-sounding number that was a bit on the R&B side. Heeseung's hand dragged across your spine, causing you to squirm.

"___. Want to dance?"

You hunched your shoulders, at the thought. "Heeseung, you know I'm no good at dancing. I haven't had enough to drink yet to get into it. I really can't–"

"Dance with me," he whispered lowly.

The cocky look he gave you said you had no chance of skipping out this time. That this would be very different from the times you'd stubbornly stay on the sidelines whenever he found himself in the middle of a dance floor at the occasional family party you dragged him to.

Without a crowd to hide in, this just might be the first time in a while that Heeseung would push you out of your comfort zone. Whatever happened to the boy who let you have your way?

He threw his coat onto his seat and was already gently pulling you forward. With stiff limbs, you stumbled over to the small dance floor while hiding your face by staring at the tips of his leather shoes.

Suddenly, you felt his warm hand brush the sides of your cheek as he delicately tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, the slightest frown pulling at his features.

"What?"

Honestly, Heeseung didn't like seeing you like this, believing that you deserve the spotlight with how beautiful you looked… And perhaps for a more selfish reason.

His gaze turned chilly as he spotted your obnoxious roommate, keenly aware of his nuisance of a friend that sent you a shot, even picking out the slick-haired bartender who seemed to have garnered your warmth.

Heeseung turned back to you, releasing a deep breath that you didn't think much of, "I was just thinking about how popular someone is these days."

You merely scoffed, “Never.”

"Why not?" He challenged.

You gave him a look as though the answer were obvious, "I'm me."

Heeseung sighed, and decided to let it go for the time being.

Oblivious girl, he thought.

On the other hand, he found it cute how your hands tried to find somewhere comfortable to rest, frantically running over his arms and shoulders in a fuss.

With a chuckle, he caught your shaky hands before placing one just above his chest and clasping the other with his own.

"Are you trying to tickle me?"

"No, my anxiety is just through the roof right now," you admitted.

"Let's just sway," Heeseung held you by the waist and turned you around; that way, you could only see the band playing over his shoulders rather than the curious crowd, "Easy. You can do that for me, right, love?"

He's teasing me, isn't he?

When you said nothing and merely bit your lip, looking up at him cheerlessly, Heeseung grinned and pulled you tighter against him in reassurance.

"I hate you," You uttered while furrowing your brows at him.

That was far from what he was hoping to hear from you that night.

"... I've missed you."

In the blink of an eye, his expression suddenly turned troubled, and you were taken aback at his seriousness. It was difficult to discern the reason for the affliction in his eyes.

"I've… missed you too."

There was no doubt that he could feel your heart beating wildly through your rib cage while you followed his lead, stepping side to side at a pace that was way too slow for the song. Regardless, Heeseung didn't seem to care about being behind one bit, proud that you were slowly catching onto the rhythm he set for you.

The odd look in his eyes lingered, even as he masked it with a smile and praised you.

"You've got it."

However, he placed too much trust in you when he spun you around in a twirl, your stomach lurching when you felt the heel of your shoe catch on the floor.

You cursed as you rocked backward, trying to brace yourself to meet the hard floor. The room swirled and then went still at the oddest angle in your vision.

To your relief, Heeseung's hands effortlessly supported your back and secured your wrist, suspending you in mid-air. At the angle he held you at, the room appeared upside down, and you found that you couldn't pull yourself up without his help.

"Heeseung–"

"Relax, ___," Heeseung's lips brushed against the pulse of your neck, an unexpected moan slipping past your lips, "I'm not going to let you fall."

Oh fuck…

Blood rushed to your head and downwards— pulse throbbing between your thighs as he finally pulled you right side up, securing you against him. With Heeseung pressed between your legs for the second time that night, you realized you didn't need several drinks to make you feel intoxicated.

Your surroundings were a blur as he led you across the floor, oblivious to Jake's steely eyes searing into you with longing from across the room.

"Heeseung," You repeated, more urgently this time.

The man noticed the shift in your tone and although you tried to sound intimidating, the underlying neediness in your voice nearly set him off.

The two of you stumbled into the back hallway, the live music growing quieter, and the sound of blood rushing through your ears suddenly audible. Heeseung steadied you by the waist as he pressed near, your back quickly hitting a wall as you did your best to quiet your pants.

Deeply affected by the culmination of his touches and whispers against your skin all night, you struggled to get your thoughts in order.

He just–

"What is it, ___?"

Taken aback at his nonchalance, you searched his eyes, almost crumbling under the intensity of his stare. You glanced at your boots, needing a distraction with your heart rate rapidly picking up.

"M-my boot is untied."

Heeseung blinked while you reached down to fix it, but he was much quicker than you.

Lightly dragging his hands down the sides of your body, he dropped to his knee, presenting you with an indulgent view of him at your feet.

Heeseung's nimble fingers grazed the skin of your bare thigh, causing your teeth to tuck against your bottom lip as he adjusted the suede fabric in place. He reached behind your leg and caught the thin leather tassels to tighten in a pretty knot, the horned charm dangling against your calf.

His hands never left your skin, even as his gaze flickered up at you.

You could only stare back, the concept of time arresting for you both. The slightest of Heeseung's touches made your core clench in want, thoughts devolving into a jumbling mess of insistent urges.

He saw it all over your face, but you still tried to suppress it.

"I could've–"

Before you got another word out, Heeseung tenderly pressed his lips to the curve of your thigh, his warm palms sliding over your skin.

Oh.

Your last shred of self-control slipped from your grasp upon feeling arousal drip down your inner thigh, your hands slapping over your mouth in shock. Heeseung pulled back his hand to inspect the wetness, assuming it to be sweat… until realization hit him.

"___," He said darkly.

"Fuck– I'm so sorry–" Wanting more than nothing but to disappear into thin air, you tried to get past him only to be caged in by his arms.

"Where do you think you're going?"

When you clutched at his shoulders, he sought your undivided attention with piercing eyes that you refused to meet.

"I'm sorry, I can't..."

Heeseung's voice softened as he moved his hand to thumb at your lips. "It's okay, baby. You can't what?"

To stay or to leave; your mind and body battled.

This is your best friend.

"I can't keep it together anymore," your voice fell to a hush, but he caught it all.

With a shaky breath, you slid your hands down his chest, feeling his taut muscles underneath his shirt– sensed him shudder with the difference in how you touched him this time.

When your gaze fell to his lips, Heeseung leaned forward until you pulled him against you, not an inch to spare between your bodies.

Once your lips slid together, you noted every detail about how he kissed you, how his tongue tasted bright and sweet as he heavily caressed yours in a way that made your mouth water. The kisses he gave you were deep and coaxing, never quite overpowering but certainly leaving you wanting so much more.

And the way he held you, no differently than the self-assured manner in which he did out on the dance floor, had you wondering why you never entirely gave yourself over to his embrace in the first place.

You hadn't noticed you were pressing your hips against his until he gripped beneath your thighs, hoisting you into his arms. Naturally, your legs wrapped around his waist, hands threading around his neck to run through the soft hair at his nape.

Your eyes fluttered when he quickly rolled his hips into your core, your whiny moans muffled against his mouth. He was already so hard, and you were dripping.

"Oh, you like that."

"Hee—" You pulled away to catch your breath, but Heeseung merely dipped his head to press sweet kisses above the swell of your breasts, running his tongue along your gleaming choker.

"Too much, baby?"

"No, but—" His thumbs rolled over your sensitive nipples through your velvet dress, causing more whimpers to leave your lips. "Mmn, fuck— Why are you doing this for me?"

"I could ask you the same question," he peered up at you and began to kiss along the soft line of your jaw, struck by how you melted into his touch, "Why do you think?"

"Hee, I can barely think right now," you huffed against his neck, mouthing a kiss against his pulse in return, "Back lounge, on my left. Hurry."

Once he set off in the right direction, you should've taken a moment to catch your breath but instead, you laved your tongue over the protruding curve of his throat, teasing over his adam's apple. The heat of your mouth drew a deep moan from him, a sound you’ve never heard, full of something akin to frustration and hunger.

Heeseung threw open the door, barely considering his surroundings as he laid you down onto the nearest ruby red couch, pressing you into the luxurious cushions. His hands left your body only to slam the door shut; then, they were back on your hot skin, roaming, and pleasuring, along with his lips.

The moment Heeseung felt your nails dig into his shoulder blades, he lifted his head from the crook of your neck, voice straining as if he were holding himself back, “Use your words with me, baby. For once, don't leave me guessing what's inside your head."

Oh, you want to tell him you're aching.

That you've been aching inside since your first love left you feeling empty. That although you took back what you wanted from Jake and more, you still felt so unfulfilled for reasons you couldn't place.

Even now, as you realized Heeseung harbored feelings of some kind for you and that you'd been insistently ignoring Jake's odd ways of expressing his own.

I'm moving too fast again, aren't I? There's a pattern here, you thought, as Heeseung captured your lips sweetly with his.

What did this pattern mean, and what did it say about yourself?

"I don't want to lose you," You gripped his shoulders, "If I let you do this, I'll lose you."

"___, you're not going to lose me." Heeseung dragged his lips against yours again, unable to get enough of you.

Something deep inside you knew that wasn't true, not because of your lack of faith in Heeseung, but in yourself. Still, you chose to ignore it.

"You can't just do this," You finally got out in between kisses, "It's not fair."

Heeseung chuckled against your lips, "What isn't fair?"

"The way you've been acting all night, this isn't like you."

"Not like me, huh? That just proves we don't spend enough time with each other nowadays."

When your hand gripped his jaw, Heeseung bit his lip and swallowed a groan. "So, you do this to girls often? Flirt with them all night just to have your way with them?"

"No, I'm not like your roommate, ___."

The mention of Jake made you freeze, and Heeseung took note of it, eyes hardening.

"When I touch you like this," Heeseung dipped his fingers between your thighs, dragging them against your lace-covered pussy, and began to rub circles, "When I kiss you—," he licked into your mouth with a sigh, tasting your sweetness, and was delighted when you granted him more access, "— I mean it."

Momentarily, your eyes squeezed shut at the intensity of it all, your hand twisting into the collar of his shirt.

Heeseung drove his point home when he took your hand and guided it to his lap, breath hitching when you didn't hesitate to palm his hard cock through his pants.

"Only you make me like this," he admitted breathlessly.

You felt him up, kneading your hand firmly along his thick length. "Since when?"

Heeseung shook his head, inching ever closer, his thumb brushing over your flushed cheek. Those half-lidded eyes of his that bore into you had your panties dripping with arousal. "I don't think you would believe me if I told you, ___."

You were genuinely surprised at the suggestion of his words.

"... I don't let just anyone kiss me, you know?"

"I know. I know," Heeseung punctuated with a graze of his lips across your collarbone, "So let me do this for you."

He switched from rubbing circles against your clit to dipping his fingers into your entrance through your panties to collect your wetness. Unhurried, the pads of his fingers spread it along the swollen lips of your pussy.

"You're soaked, baby."

You were fast approaching the point of no return for you two, if not already there.

"T-this is going to change things between us, Heeseung."

He paused. "Do you want that?"

There was nothing to be guaranteed about this exchange except for the inevitable drastic shift in your relationship with Heeseung. And even though he told you that you would never lose him as a friend, you questioned being able to guarantee him the same reassurance. Could the two of you come back from this unchanged?

You weren't sure what you wanted to be to him, and vice-versa. All you knew was that you needed him like this, right here and now.

Why? Why am I like this?

"… I don’t know, I just know I want you." His eyes widened in slight surprise for a split second before they turned roguish, a haze overcoming them.

"Alright then. Either you tell me what you want…" He tapped on your clit playfully, making your hips twitch "… Or you tell me when to stop."

"I don't have anything like a condom and I’m not on a pill," you admitted, knowing Heeseung would understand, "But do whatever else you want to me, Hee. Just promise me you'll make me come hard, please?"

Heeseung nodded, and it drove you nuts when he took his hand off your pussy to toy with the neckline of your dress while he leaned over your chest.

"Oh, I can do that for you and more."

His hands slid under the deep collar of your midnight black dress to reveal your swelling breasts and pert nipples. Heeseung parted his lips as though to take one of your tits into his mouth, but his warm breath only ghosted over your nipples, a smirk slowly pulling at his lips as he watched you pull your hair out.

Now he has the self-control to slow down?

"A-ah, don't tease me, Hee. You've teased me all night."

"You know, I've had that image of you with your pretty set of tits out in your kitchen burned into my memory ever since it happened. Hence, a bit of harmless teasing is only fair," Heeseung kneaded your breasts in his hands before he chose a peak to ripple his warm tongue against.

Inwardly you screamed, never expecting to hear those words come from Heeseung's lips, let alone see them wrapped around your tits. With the way he worked his mouth, you figured you could stay beneath him all night.

"Haah— what have you done with the Heeseung I know and love?" You whined half-heartedly, embarrassed that he brought up that mishap of you dropping your towel in front of him over that damned video call.

"I'm still here," He pressed a light kiss to your chin, "But I'm sure with some time you'll come to love this side of me too– So don't shy away from me, ___," he reached up to stroke your cheek tenderly before he leaned back down and switched between engulfing each of your nipples in tight, moist kisses.

Heeseung would deepen the kiss against your breasts and suckle a little harder each time, provoking your moans to grow louder along with his pace.

Fuck, you had almost forgotten how amazing this felt like.

Feeling desperate, you caught his wrist to lick a stripe against his palm and along the length of his fingers, needing something to do with your mouth. Heeseung slid two of his fingers past your lips, and you eagerly sucked on them, letting your tongue swirl over his knuckles and messily coat them in your saliva.

Heeseung's groan rumbled against your breast, causing you to moan against his digits and buck your hips into his waist. His mouth slid off your tit, giving each one a final caress with his tongue, then he tugged you up to sit against the back of the smooth couch cushions.

Your head spun; it was utterly dizzying to be worshipped by him.

"Please, don’t stop touching me," you urged.

"I know, let me give it to you, baby,” Heeseung cooed, “Let me make your aching pussy feel better."

Once he had you situated and comfortable, he sank to his knees between your legs, and just the rough appearance of him made your clit throb. Heeseung's dark hair was a bit disheveled from your entanglements, and his lips were swollen, glistening in the loveliest way. Then it hit you that he was still clothed from head to toe, to your disapproval.

"Come here and let me take off your shirt."

Heeseung obediently sat up on his knees, and you leaned over, roughly dragging your hands down the center of his torso, the buttons to his black silk shirt giving under your fingers with a pop. He pushed back your hair to mouth kisses just under your ear, distracting you a bit.

Once you undid his shirt, you made a point to admire his lean physique, unmistakably that of a dancer's. With too much excitement, you pushed his shirt past his broad shoulders to reveal his sculpted chest and abs.

"Wow," your brows rose as you trailed your touch down his chest, "You're literally ripped."

"It sort of comes with the job…" He glanced down at the carpet, a small smile tugging at his lips.

There was that shy boy you were all too familiar with, but the moment Heeseung met your eyes again, he'd switched back to his current self, his gaze abounding with desire– and suddenly, you were the one faltering under his attention.

His bulge had remained prominent in his pants and empathizing with his needs, you reached down to touch him. However, he caught your hand.

"Let me take care of you first," Heeseung pulled you into a heated kiss, palms stroking along your inner thighs.

Oh god.

It was impossible to keep track of how many times Heeseung kissed you so far in the night, but somehow, each one felt sweeter than the last.

"Still wet for me?"

"Yes," you shuddered as he trailed kisses down your stomach, hovering over your clothed mound.

Heeseung slipped his fingers under the lacy waistband of your panties and peeled the soaked fabric back from your pussy. He was enraptured with the way the strands of your slick fell against your skin, the scent of your arousal making his entire body ache.

"So pink and pretty," He sat back and spread his knees to steady himself between your legs, "Have you tasted yourself, ___?"

Flustered, you hesitated to answer, but when Heeseung inclined his chin, the truth came out, "...Yes."

"Naughtier than I thought," Heeseung tugged off your panties from your ankle and shot you a mischievous look when he brought the soaked fabric to his lips, "Bet you taste sweet."

He wouldn't—

Heeseung ran his tongue over the pool of wetness on your lace panties, collecting your arousal on his taste buds. The feverish look he sent you had you reeling.

“Hee…”

"I was right, but I think you're sweeter from the source."

Speechless, your face burned, and your clit tingled as he tucked your panties into his back pocket and pulled you closer to him by your hips.

"Guess I'll just have to find out."

Heeseung dragged the tip of his tongue around your engorged lower lips, coming teasingly close to your clit just to blow a cold gust of air on it.

"Oh my god, Hee, please," Your body trembled with unbearable tension as you tried to lift your hips towards him, chest heaving because of his torment on your body. "Don't tease—"

Finally, Heeseung flattened his tongue and sloppily lapped up your slit to capture your clit against his lips. You threw your head back as a moan ripped from your throat, eyes squeezing shut in pleasure. There was no way the sensation of getting eaten out could ever get old to you. Although it was only your second time, you were positively addicted.

And Heeseung devoured you with fervor, the feelings he'd built up for you over the years finally releasing through this outlet of pleasuring you. He continuously rolled his tongue over your clit, and suckled kisses over the nub, the moist sounds mixed with his muffled groans filling your ears.

He felt so soft on your pussy— a perfect mix of gentle and frenzied to push you over the edge.

"Ahn, fuck, you’re so good at this..." You praised while stroking Heeseung's hair away from his eyes; you were surprised to see the immense fondness in them.

With a twinge in your chest, you realized there was no way you were his first, not with how skilfully he used his tongue. When did your Heeseung grow up in between graduating from university and the present day?

Heeseung noticed your expression waver and immediately picked up the pace, pulling you back into the moment. He wriggled his tongue back and forth on your clit, and held you open by your thigh while his middle finger dragged up your entrance.

"A-ah! I haven't yet…"

With much difficulty, Heeseung released your clit with a smack and looked over you curiously. "You haven't what yet, baby?"

"I haven't fingered myself yet," You caught your breath, trying to read his reaction.

"Oh," He considered your words while playing with your wetness by circling his thumb over your pussy, "I'd rather we do what you're comfortable with then, baby."

"Well, I want to try it with you… if you go slow." You nibbled on your lip, trying to control yourself when Heeseung's insistent touches kept you squirming.

"Yeah? I promise I'll be very gentle. Tell me if you don't like it, and we'll stop," Heeseung rubbed his cheek against your thigh, his sweet eyes crinkling as he gave you a pleased smile, "I wanna know all the things that make you tick..."

With that, his mouth was back on your pussy, lovingly working you open and getting you back into the mood, so you were thoroughly soaked to take his fingers.

Knowing how much you liked it, Heeseung reached up to squeeze your tits and rub at your sensitive nipples, eliciting a muffled moan from you as struggled to stay quiet. The combined stimulation of all your sweet spots had you reeling, the start of an orgasm building in your core.

Heeseung pulled back only to cover his index and middle finger with his own saliva as he observed your conflicted expression from under his lashes.

In that moment, he realized he’s never wanted to ruin you more than now.

Swiping his tongue over his lips, he twisted a single finger against your entrance, mixing his saliva with your slick. At the slightest pressure, your pussy gushed with arousal.

"Hnhn, H-Hee–"

"Relax, baby, you can let me in. I'll go slow, promise. One finger at a time."

Determined to keep from clenching, you released a breath and calmed your nerves, your hands moving to squeeze your tits out of comfort. Heeseung took the opportunity to press into your warm folds, and you felt him nudge even deeper inside you.

"You're doing so well for me, ____. Want me to keep going?"

"Yes," you nodded and felt his knuckles slowly push past your slit to stroke against your velvet walls.

"Oh shit–" You seized around his digit and spilled more of your wetness onto his hand.

"Feel that, how deep I am?" Heeseung felt so hot, rubbing your insides so wonderfully, and it was just the effect of his single finger.

"T-this is intense..."

"Your body knows it was made to take this," his voice deepened, "See?"

Heeseung took his sweet time, letting you feel every sensation of him slowly pumping in and out of your tightening walls. A surge of wetness accompanied his fingers each time he pressed in, your insides overreacting to his intrusion while you mesmerized him.

"God, you won't stop dripping, baby," he remarked in awe, swiping his tongue along your pussy to lap up your wetness.

"A-another," you splayed your hands out against the velvet sofa and coerced him with a grind of your hips, feeling as if you were about to go insane.

Immediately Heeseung appeased you; he worked a second finger into your tightness, attempting to stretch your walls that resisted him. So he eased out slightly— pressing back in at the halfway point— and peppered your thighs with kisses. At the same time, he thumbed your clit to give you a break you didn't realize you needed.

Of course, you thought he was only teasing you to death, and two could play at that game.

"More," you untied your dress completely, letting it fall open while you fondled your breasts seductively from above him, "I want more."

"Need more of my fingers inside of you, baby? Is one not enough for this tight pussy?" Heeseung smirked at how quickly your demeanor shifted in comparison to just before he began to finger you.

The intense pressure in his pants persisted, but he was doing his damndest to keep himself in check, determined to see you come undone first. Because the moment you walked into the lobby, he felt it in the air, in the way you nearly dissolved in his arms; you needed this.

"Yes, yes— need more of you," you begged.

So Heeseung didn't hesitate to resume fitting his knuckles past your walls, and once he felt your insides give, he filled you with his fingers. The man didn't give a damn about your slick spilling past his wrist and soaking into the velvet texture of the sofa— he was much too preoccupied with the way your beautiful body writhed under him, testing him.

The stretch of his fingers was perfect, your luscious moans and the deep flush over your skin incredibly telling of your pleasure.

"Ahn, haah, Hee…"

Heeseung curled his fingers against a sweet spot deep inside of you, and laved his tongue over the expanse of your pussy, sucking tenderly at your clit.

“R-right there,” you sobbed, squeezing your eyes shut.

There was no way you'd last any longer at this relentless pace; you were already arching off the cushions, and Heeseung had to hold your hips down with his free hand to finish you off.

He moaned deeply against your clit upon feeling your fingers thread through his hair to brace yourself against him, his lips and tongue working together to suckle and plunge into your pussy ‘till you spilled your sweetness against him.

"Oh god, oh god, ohhh god…"

"C'mon, sweetheart," Heeseung sped up and slid his fingers from your entrance only to twist them back in at the perfect angle, "Want you to soak yourself, want to taste you on my tongue for the next week— come on me, baby."

"Heeseung– Hee–" Your hips jerked against his face once, twice— and you nearly blacked out from the ecstasy of his tongue shaking against your clit, his fingers heavily stroking your insides even though you squeezed him like a vice.

You were falling apart in a way you never have before, the closest you've ever been to being filled, and you could almost cry from the crashing waves of pleasure flooding your body. Everything felt so blindingly sweet; it was incredible.

When your tremors began to subside, you could barely open your eyes and prop yourself up to look at him, taking in one of the biggest messes you've ever been a culprit of— from the soaked cushion underneath you to Heeseung's cum stained lips and chin. His reddened cheeks and jaw were glistening as well and you felt like fainting on the spot.

Heeseung wasn't quite done with you because he pressed your knees into your chest and buried his hot tongue inside you with a deep squelch. He continued to lap lower between your cheeks, then back over your taint, and along your folds to kiss your swollen nub.

"Mmmn," He hummed against your skin teasingly, and there was no way you could hold yourself up anymore, so you fell back with a breathy moan, fingers tugging on anything of his that you could grab hold of.

"Fuck, Hee!"

An excess of heat spread across your face, body trembling from Heeseung's rather passionate acts. Pleased with your reactions, he sat back and massaged his palms over your legs as helped you stretch them out, a wince pulling at your features.

"Such an obedient pussy. You took my fingers so well for your first time, baby," Heeseung smiled, mouthing along your thigh.

How were you supposed to move a muscle after that? You felt drunk out of your mind.

"T-that felt so good, Hee."

"Yeah? How good?"

All you could do in response was tug him against your lips for a kiss that lasted until you both had to break for air.

Why was it so easy to kiss him?

Heeseung's eyelids lowered as he stood up and slid against your side. "Huh, so good enough for a second time?"

"Maybe," You shoved at his chest, and he fell back against the sofa cushions while you climbed over him, "It was good enough for me to want to do something about it right now, so I'll let you choose."

You steadied yourself over his lap on the sofa and ran your fingernail along his pant zipper, still a bit shaky from your orgasm. "When you come, do you want my pussy rubbing on your cock or my tongue?"

Heeseung looked genuinely conflicted. "...What if I want a little bit of both?"

"Both?" You questioned, unsure if you should be flattered or taken aback, "For you, I could make an exception… Why, you want me every which way that badly, baby?"

Heeseung grazed your chin with his thumb. "___, I'm just being greedy since I haven't seen you in so long."

"… Tell me, why all of this all of a sudden?"

Heeseung settled back against the couch with a sigh and pulled you onto his lap, quietly considering your question. You let him, but neither of you moved besides his palms caressing over your hips. Part of you was hoping to get some insight into his feelings for you without this being an outright interrogation.

"It may seem sudden to you, but it's not for me," He admitted, “Back then, I leaped at any opportunity to hang out, like when you'd invite me to study at your favorite boba shop after classes. You were always the focused sort, and I admired you for it, but when we'd sit at those long tables, and you'd lay your head on my lap while you slept— well my thoughts would run wild."

"Seriously?" You smirked, "How wild?"

"Shamelessly so. The depraved side of me thought about you laying on your stomach next to me and quietly unzipping my pants to suck on my cock while no one was looking. The equally terrible, naive side of me wanted to pull a Sleeping Beauty, but I knew I would've gotten my ass beat, and rightfully so."

Holy shit.

"That’s so… I can't believe you thought about me that way," You murmured, despite the reframing of your innocent memories with Heeseung making your face burn.

"I know, but can you blame me? I mean," He ran his fingers up the side of your waist, admiring your figure, "Look at you, you're beautiful."

"I am so embarrassed right now," You admitted under your breath.

He held your hands against his chest and chuckled when you started shrinking away. What else were you supposed to do under such circumstances? Heeseung was the sweetest, but there was only so much attention you could take in a night.

"Hey, don't get shy with me because that's not all."

"It's not?"

"No. ___, you had your shit together, and I was just a kid who probably wouldn't have survived university without you whipping my ass into gear. I always looked up to how you took care of the people around you, even if it was your special brand of tough love."

You stifled a laugh by biting down on your lip, taking in his words.

"I felt special being one of the few, but I knew you had a reputation for being a bit of a heartbreaker. People who dared to ask you out never stood a chance," Heeseung smiled, then hesitated, "... I never got the chance to tell you, but I got into some relationships after we graduated. One was a little more serious than the other, or so I thought."

He failed to hide the disappointment and hurt in his expression when your features wilted in confusion. It was impossible to identify the untold feelings you experienced in that very second, but most of them had to do with the astonishing fact that Heeseung had fallen in love when you weren't looking; when you should have been looking out for him as his best friend.

"They didn't work out, and it was for reasons out of my control," He glanced at you, and was touched to see your concerned expression, "But you know how it goes sometimes."

Heeseung knew about your first love, which you'd shared with him long ago— but he didn't know about Jake.

Stunned, your mind raced for something to say in response. Even though you nodded slightly and remained quiet, he could see you processing his words with a forlorn expression.

"It's okay. It's one of those things you come out stronger from, you know?" Heeseung reassured you, even though it should have been the other way around, "I only brought that up because I could never get enough of you back then— even now."

Absentmindedly, he ran his hands down your arms; his even gaze slowly descending your body, making you even more breathless, in your emotional state.

"I always wished you were my first, it made the most sense, but I made my choices. I guess I was too reserved with my feelings and didn’t realize I should be a little more honest with myself until we started doing our own separate thing. It's hard, but I've been trying to be better at that."

"Heeseung."

Just the way you sighed his name had him lightheaded as if he weren't already hanging on a thread with you in his arms. It was almost too much when you cupped his cheek with your palm. His eyes fluttered shut for a mere moment before they took you in with deep affection.

Heeseung continued, "I know you, ___, so tell me later when you've taken some time to think. Way down the line, after we've caught up and you've given me the time of day to properly express everything to you," He pressed close to you, his lips barely brushing yours, eyes steady, "But please don't make me wait too long. I'm here when you need me... when you want me."

"Like now?" You asked, already knowing his answer.

"Yeah— like now."

With a gentleness that threatened to undo you entirely, Heeseung moved his lips against yours, causing a fluttering in your stomach that was reminiscent of what should have been your first.

So many should-haves and could-haves.

However, Heeseung in all of his abilities was intent on disallowing you to dwell too long on the past. His restless lips on your skin and hard body beneath yours served as a reminder that in the present moment, he wasn't anywhere in the world but right here with you.

The entire expanse of your skin felt ultra-sensitive under his touch because of your last orgasm, but he still pushed your limits. His thumbs rolled over your puffy nipples, the addition of his insatiable kisses bringing them to pleasured peaks while you panted sweetly, and soon enough, you were dripping from between your thighs onto the dark fabric of his pants.

"A-ah," You gasped against his neck and bucked your hips against his waist when you felt him drag his middle finger between your folds and circle your clit. He did it again, swiping at your slit and pulling back a few inches to see your pre-cum string along his fingers.

"Look at you falling apart on me. Your body can't get enough, can it?"

"Can't imagine how you feel, Hee," You shot back, even though you were about to lose it, "You must be aching."

"I just might be," Heeseung grunted and lightly squeezed your jaw, “Think you could take it if I stuffed your adorable cheeks with my cock, baby?"

"Yes,” you breathed.

“Good answer.”

With that, you were quickly undoing the closure of Heeseung's pants, wanting to feel the heat of his cock against your pussy and tongue, in whichever order he wanted. He strained under the layers of fabric, but once you tugged his pants and black briefs low enough on his hips, you dipped past his waistband and seized his cock.

You salivated at the gorgeous sight of him; Heeseung's thick girth was incredibly hot to the touch, pulsing against your hand with considerable length. Your finger traced along the ridge of his tip up to his bubbling slit, wanting to taste him.

You slid off his lap to kneel between his spread thighs, and god, did he look gorgeous staring down at you with darkened eyes and a flush across his cheeks. His bare chest rose and fell irregularly, and his muscular thighs on either side of your body flexed under your ministrations.

"Fuck," Heeseung groaned when the first thing you chose to do was to press a kiss to the head of it, wetting your lips with his pre-cum as you locked eyes with him. You gripped him at the base with both hands and coated his cock with more of your saliva, gliding your mouth along the sides of his length and sucking messily at his overflowing tip.

He was so incredibly tasty.

"Sucking my cock perfectly," Heeseung ran his hands through your hair, doing you a favor by holding it back from your face. Grateful, you hollowed your mouth around his cock and sucked continuously, ignoring the ache in your jaw from his size, making sure to adequately accommodate him. His shaft slid against your face when you'd lick along his base and mouth at his balls, smearing saliva and pre-cum across your cheeks.

"Like that, Hee?" You asked around a mouthful of him.

"Ah god— Yes, yes. Wrap your hand beneath my balls and fist my cock with your other hand. Good,” Heeseung reveled at your acquiescence; it showed through his commands and praises, "Suck a little harder; that's it. Show me what you've got, baby."

Heeseung could feel himself grow desperate when you continued to pump his cock with one hand and took his balls captive in your other grip, how you slurped and stretched your lips around them; holding his gaze all the while. Even with absolute self-control, he was slipping under your touch; every graze of your mouth seemed beyond his reality.

Anyone would slip, he reasoned, due to his adoration for you all that you were, from your humanizing faults to the few passions you held dear and everything in between.

But not just anyone could attain your favor as he did– and the darkest part of him wanted to ensure it stayed that way, regardless of who came before him and those who would try to come after.

Pushing the irritating thought to the back of his mind, Heeseung found himself enamored with the view he had of you between his thighs, your eyes glossy with lewd sounds spilling from your throat, pleasuring him with a vigor he knew he didn't deserve. It was officially his second favorite view next to being between your thighs, his face streaked with your cum while you convulsed in ecstasy.

Mine.

Amid Heeseung's length occupying your mouth, he nudged you off his cock and dragged you up into his lap.

"Enough of that," He gripped his flushed cock and swiped the tip of it teasingly along your sopping folds, "You're amazing baby, but I just wanna feel you like this. Wanna see your eyes roll back when you come from humping my cock. How's that sound?"

All you could do was nod eagerly, and make pathetic noises of agreement against his damp neck.

He's just as worked up as I am, but he somehow hides it better than me.

Heeseung let his soaked shaft fall against his abs, and then his hands were kneading into your ass, sliding your lower half against the underside of his hard cock. The head of it rubbed against your clit with each thrust, the knot in your core tightening more and more.

"I want you to look at me when you come, ___."

Your nails dug into his chest, and you shut your eyes tight, feeling dizzier than ever. "No, I can't. That's too much…"

"I wasn't asking," He whispered lowly, nipping at the lobe of your ear.

When you lifted your head to look at him, Heeseung recognized the same helpless expression you wore on the dance floor. It was the one you'd put on during unwanted attention, precisely when overthinking got the best of you.

"___, it's just me," He cradled your face in his hands and comforted you with a soft peck on your lips, ”It’s just you and me. Look...”

Obeying Heeseung, you watched the way you met each other’s hips in tandem, his red cock peeking out from between your folds with each messy thrust, your bouncing tits framing the perfect view of your deprived body.

“You’re so fucking sexy, baby,” Heeseung tipped your chin back up to look at him, “I’m about to come just from how good your pussy feels on top of me. The taste of your sweet cum nearly did me in, but here I am, letting you get off on me again. It’s driving me nuts—“

Heeseung’s brazen confession made you whimper, your muscles tensing up, “— But I think you love grinding on me, like I’m your big, personal teddy bear to get off on in secret. Is that all I am to you, ___?”

“N-no,” You shook your head and weakly denied his words out of shame, even while your thighs burned from rubbing your slit against his cock non-stop.

“No?” Heeseung had the gall to laugh, albeit breathlessly as he caressed your cheeks, “You’re so cute.”

Just as he saw your eyes start to shake and lose focus of him, Heeseung began to grind his hips deeply against yours, drawing out your orgasm with never-ending stimulation to your pulsing clit. The force of his thrusts was jarring but so perfect as you rolled your hips into him, smothering his cock with your pussy while he watched your lovely features contort into an even more euphoric expression.

Heeseung just couldn't get enough of your rapturous moans, proud that they most definitely could be heard through the walls. He felt his impending release near just from you clawing at his sweat-stained skin, chasing his lips of your own accord.

"F-fuck—" You choked out when he continuously lifted and slammed you down against his hips despite you being sensitive, his rough fingers digging into your flesh, "Heeseung!"

In a heartbeat, Heeseung was overwhelmed, pure bliss fiercely invading his senses by force after such well delayed gratification. He hid his face against your shoulder with a tempered growl as hot cum shot against his damp chest and abs.

To your satisfaction, Heeseung's release smeared into your stomach and inner thighs when you rocked into him despite trembling, helping him through his high. With how he held you so tightly against him, you felt like you'd almost burst against his chest, but he loosened his grip on you immediately once he realized his strength in the moment.

"Sorry," He huffed against your lips, "I’m sorry, baby, I thought I was holding back. You just feel so good…"

"It's okay," You swiped his damp hair back from his dazed features, pretty sure that you looked as out of it as he did, "You came a lot…"

With a hoarse laugh, he responded, "Yeah, guess who's fault that is?"

Heeseung's jaw went slack when you dipped your head to run your tongue up his chest to taste his sticky release, and you were immediately taken by his taste. It didn't help that you went so casually about it, swiping remnants of his cum off your lip with your thumb just to suckle it clean.

"... Whatever do you mean? I plead innocence."

God, so help him.

His mind sang three words over and over when his sight focused on your glowing face, but he withheld them, knowing all to well that you weren't ready to hear them.

So instead, he kissed you, for all it was worth, even though he knew it wasn't enough to make up for your past, the old wounds and fresh ones alike.

Still, he had to try.

He had to.

When you both emerged from the lounge and peeked into the main room, it was empty and quiet save for two workers that were on the night shift.

Jake had left, and you were relieved.

Jay was flipping up the stools of the bar so his co-worker could easily mop the floor. At the bar's edge, you spotted Heeseung's coat, your watered-down cocktails, and bags of food that Jay must've thoughtfully bagged for you.

How sweet… and embarrassing!

"Shit. Jay, I really appreciate you packing everything up for us," You slowly approached your belongings, the handsome bartender acknowledging you with a nod, "Um, can we close out with you and finish our drinks?"

"Sure thing, lov–" Jay's eyes darted to Heeseung at your side before he cleared his throat, "Sure thing."

Heeseung slid his card across the marble bar before you could pull out yours, and Jay swiftly took it over to the cash register on the opposite end.

"Hey," you glared up at him, "It was supposed to be my treat. This is what I work hard for."

"Well, the next one's all yours," he said just to quell you.

Heeseung moved his coat off one of the remaining two stools and took his seat facing you. You remained standing at the bar, a little too antsy about being judged by Jay and the employees to take a seat. Afterwards, you did your genuine best to clean the stains out of those luxurious sofas, but god forbid they put two and two together, and you'd never be able to show your face in this establishment again—

"___," Heeseung held his glass towards you, "Cheers."

Looks like you were the only one who was worried.

You forgot that you were starving and even more so after… all that. Drinking on an empty stomach was not the brightest idea, but you didn't want it to go to waste. With caution, you took your glass in hand and clinked it against his, the citrusy peppermint aroma wafting off the light emerald liquid.

You took a sip as Heeseung tried his drink. Minty indeed, but you refused to make the connection with the flavor of toothpaste.

"Verdict?" You asked him.

"It tastes good; sweet although it lost its fizz. I like it," Heeseung eyed the heavy swirl of deep purple beneath the floating opaque cream in his glass, a small grin growing on his face, "Tell me your psychological analysis on how this drink reminds you of me again…"

"Oh, you can forget it," You brushed him off when you knew what he was getting at and instead began to drain your cocktail clean.

"Wait, let me try," He reached out, and you moved to hand him your drink. Instead, he gently took hold of your jaw and swiped his tongue past your lips, making your stomach flip as if the filth that took place in the past few hours didn't just happen.

"Mm–"

Heeseung pulled back ever so slightly, his voice dropping seductively, "I actually kind of like it. Reminds me of those fruity mints you'd feed me to keep me awake during classes."

"I'm sure that doesn't bring back the greatest memories. Still, you remember the little things, don’t you?"

"Can't help it when it comes to you."

Someone cleared their throat and startled you.

"Hey, thanks for coming guys. Have a great night," Jay returned Heeseung's card but also had something to whisper to you, "Jake covered half of the bill."

Your brows rose, "Jake did? You know Jake?"

"Yeah, he's your roommate, isn't he? I sort of just found that out tonight; we're friends. He said it was to pay you back for something he owed you," Jay said simply.

You nodded dumbly.

"By the way, this goes for both of you guys,” Jay addressed Heeseung, “Don't mind that silver-haired guy's shenanigans, it's just our dumbass friend’s way of stirring things up on a night out. I only oblige because I get paid."

So, Jay just expressed he thinks you and Heeseung were more than you initially let on, but Jay still didn’t seem to regard differently than normal… Did that mean Jake kept quiet about you two?

"Oh, no worries…” you unintentionally drew out your words while searching for your thoughts, "Did Jake head home a while ago?"

Jay's eyes shifted to Heeseung momentarily, noticing the man's rather impassive expression, "… Yeah, I think he decided to stay over at Sunghoon's place."

You nodded, "I see. Well, thank you for everything, Jay.”

"Thanks," Heeseung said to Jay, with one hand full of bags and the other slipping into yours.

"… Of course. See you guys around."

This time Heeseung saw you home, the entire way.

You felt the alcohol hit quickly during the Uber ride; usually, it'd take a few drinks, but since you were on an empty stomach, it affected you quite a bit. Besides the tiredness in your muscles a calmness came over you, and you couldn't stop staring at Heeseung along the way.

When Heeseung noticed, he found it amusing but didn't try to start anything with you. He just stared back momentarily and squeezed your knee, leaving his hand there to gently caress your skin.

It was hard to leave him when you found yourself staring at the door to your apartment, keys in hand.

"It's late…" You stated, and Heeseung looked surprised when he saw your sweet eyes inviting him in.

Lord, was he tempted to.

He had inkling that you were more to Jake than he first thought, and there wasn't a single part of him that sat right with it. For tonight, at the very least, he could leave you in peace knowing your likely-to-be drunk roommate wasn't in.

Heeseung decided to be forthright with you, "It is late… but if you invite me in tonight, I can't guarantee what might happen."

Even though his words were promising, he was right to warn you. There was only one thing left to do after messing around with him and this wasn’t about having protection or not… What were you thinking?

Slightly disappointed at yourself, you nodded and slid your hand from his grasp, but he caught it— held it.

"I had an amazing time with you," Heeseung began, "But it almost felt like I didn’t catch up with you enough. You know what I mean?”

Ah, beyond making out, going down on each other and sweet talking… Honestly, with the way things had been going, I’m not really sure if that could’ve been helped.

“I do,” you said.

“Then are you down to do this again, soon?”

“So like, do what exactly?” You giggled and lifted a brow at him, “Catch up more?”

Heeseung smiled at your tipsiness, “Yes, but how about I take you out to an amusement park or something like that and we have a day to ourselves. You down?”

“Hee, I haven’t gone to one in so long! Obviously, I'm down.” You bounced excitedly on your toes.

“Yeah? I’ll ask you again in the morning, alright?”

“Mhmm,” With the alcohol clouding your thoughts, you weren’t sure whether to pull him in for a kiss, a hug or both.

Heeseung being both a tease and gentleman, decided for you and pressed a kiss to your cheek that lingered with heat.

Damn.

Feeling cheated out, you pressed your body flush against his and hung your arms around his neck under the guise of a hug. You sensed Heeseung tense up and heard his sharp inhale, knowing he could feel every soft contour of your body because you could feel his. He embraced you against his chest— tightly— and released you just in time before you lost it.

Heeseung looked down at you; his eyes heavy and dilated, “Good night, ___.”

Oops.

"Night, Heeseung… get home safely."

"Thanks. Don't forget to eat," He said over his shoulder, holding his half of the food in tow.

"Oh, I won't,” you smiled.

Once you slipped into your dark apartment, you set down the bags to lock up with a sigh.

The lock clicked in place, then suddenly, you were being pressed up against the door by a warm, hard body behind you, a whiff of hard liquor hitting you first before the intoxicating scent you knew to be—

"J-Jake?"

His arms squeezed you tightly just beneath your breasts, locking you against him. Jake’s soft breath tickled your neck as he buried his face against your shoulder.

"Missed you, ___."

–

AUTHOR’S NOTE CONT.

Big thanks to those of you who have been waiting for this and spurring me on to get this up through compliments and feedback! To preface this post, I'll be taking a little break from this series to work on some other ideas I've been thinking of, but how fast I get back to writing this depends on what you guys are wanting too. I might do an 800 follower celebration and take requests also, so stay tuned (I'm 6 followers away lol)!

I've always pictured this to be a slow-burn and tagged it as so since part two. Between this chapter and the series finale– Jake has an obstacle course to get through before he can win MC's heart. Let's be honest, the boy needs to suffer a little bit of what he put MC through. Likewise, MC has to sort her shit out.

Also, it turns out a lot of you are Hee biased with Jake as your wrecker based on the survey I put out a while ago (just like me hehe). I wonder if some of you are still team Jake after this chapter or has your allegiance changed in IOU? Or both?

Please let me know if you enjoyed it and want more asap or are more interested in new AU’s. Feedback from you has proven to keep me motivated! 🖤⚰️

— P.

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