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MY SHY HUSBAND — s.jy

PART 1 : HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR. SIM!

PAIRING enhypen jake x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS after spending your dinner drunkenly talking and eating with the birthday boy, the alcohol in both your systems make you seem more logical than when you're sober... kinda.

GENRE romance, arranged marriage, smut

WARNING alcohol consumption, profanities, piercings SEXUAL WARNINGS smut, dubcon, degradation, cockwarming, marking, blow job, hand job, piercing, dom/sub dynamics, loss of virginity, unprotected sex

WC. 5.8k

— tysm for waiting for the continuation of this fic! with that said, this will be the end of this universe T-T just a psa for all my morally sensitive readers out there, both of them are crazy in some other types of way (jake just seems like the crazier one out of the two) also lmk if there are typos, missing, or mispelled words here in the fic so I can fix them ♡

Marrying Jake was never part of the plan, having a civil conversation with him wasn't, drinking, eating, and touching him like this was never even supposed to happen. You loathed Jake, and wanted him out badly so you can take your old life back. Because of him, you're on a lock 24/7, always being watched by your mother. You think it's unfair how she treats Jake with more concern than he's ever shown towards you, but you guessed that's what money does to people.

Though as of late, Jake seems to be finding more and more ways to work his impending charm onto you, making your heart swoon and ache rotten with sugar. Slowly, you've come to welcome the boy with open arms, and inevitably, with open legs.

"Come here, pretty boy." Gesturing for him to come closer with a pat of your hand on the soft mattress. You look at him with a smirk, posture leaned back casually as if you hadn't just exposed Jake's secret agendas.

The nicknames that spill out of your mouth seem to roll off naturally, your soft side slightly showing with each sweet gesture and petname you call him.

Jake takes small, shy steps towards you. You hate having to wait, so when he reaches an arms length, you lean forward, tugging his body swiftly to sit on your lap, making his cheeks bloom red as his mind registers the provocative position you've put yourselves in.

"Why're you being so shy, huh, Jake?" You ask teasingly as you raise an eyebrow at him. "With how loud you were the other night, I'd think you wanted the whole hotel to find out how much of a slut you are."

Placing your hand on his hips, you watch as Jake bites his plump lips in an attempt to contain his whines, closing his eyes along the way in order to conceal how desperate he is just to have you touch him where he needs you most.

"I-I didn’t think I was that… loud." He stutters in a pout. "I didn't mean for you to hear…"

"Oh baby, but you were." You press on, head leaning impossibly close to his, and Jake thinks you're about to kiss him, eyeing your lips in a daze. "You were so fucking loud, puppy. Couldn't sleep with how pretty you were whimpering for just my pillow."

Now, Jake is unable to contain the whine slash whimper that escapes his lips when you press your thumb onto his boner. Amusement fills your face as it twitches under your touch— so much so that you go to press your whole palm against it, wanting to see his reaction, and you're blessed to hear a long dragged out moan from him as a sigh of relief.

"You hear how good you sound, baby?" You ask, continuing to massage his aching cock underneath all those layers of clothing. "Who could resist not fucking themselves to that?"

Jake gasps when he hears your words along with your hand hitting the sweet spot on the tip of his cock. "You… you… put your fingers… inside?" He manages to squeak out, panting through the pleasure as he eyes the way your elegant hands work themselves on him.

You coo, somehow finding his reply to be incredibly adorable due to the way his face breaks into pleasure at the slightest stimulation you apply on his needy body.

"Yeah, Jake. I had them all inside me." You tease, dragging the word "all" to emphasize how aroused you had been, amazingly taking all of your fingers inside just so you can form some sort of simulation as to how Jake's dick would fit inside you.

Continuing your verbal torture, you say, "Got so wet hearing you moan my name, pretty. I couldn't help it. You don't mind, do you?"

Though you already knew the answer, you still wait patiently for Jake to comprehend, and process the meaning behind your words, afterwards smiling with glee at how his face breaks into the most delicious, most desperate expression on earth with his mouth hanging open, and brows crashing together as he imagines the scenario happening just between the hotel walls.

"D-Don't! I-I'd never mind."

"Good boy." You purr, running your free hand through his blonde locks. "Then you wouldn't mind fucking me, would you?"

"N-No! Fuck, No." He screams. "Please do; Fuck me."

Clicking your tongue in amusement at how compliant your husband is, the corner of your mouth rises into a smirk as you conclude, "You are a whore, huh?"

"Yes." He answers in the same desperate voice, making your wetness seep through the fabric of your own underwear as you push Jake's chest back, making him fall softly onto the mattress next to you.

"You're such a whore, Jake. And here everyone thinks you're some sort of pure innocent angel that fell from the sky." You spit out, clicking your tongue at the end. "You're just a little slut for some pussy, aren’t you?"

Jake whines at that, back pressed against the mattress as he watches you in front of him with hooded eyes. "N-No…"

Tilting your head in interest, you ask, "No?"

"'M only like this… with you."

Leaning forward, some of your weight rests against Jake's thigh— including your breasts. He watches as you come close to him, a hint of silver catching his attention when you lick your lips, and Jake concludes right then and there that it's his most favorite part of you.

As you were just about to ask him for his clear consent, Jake takes you by surprise by asking his own question.

"Can you give me a blow job, please?" He timidly yet hurriedly asks, fingers absentmindedly fidgeting with the fabric of your covers as he avoids eye contact, heart feeling too flustered to be asking such a bold question.

The piercing on your tongue is driving him wild, and he doesn't need much material for his mind to run wild with scenarios of the hard metal pressing against parts of his dick. He can only imagine how good it'll feel.

Chuckling in amusement, you ask why. "I want to feel your piercing on my… you know."

"Your dick." You complete for him, laughing at the fact that though he is a whore for how desperate he is to be fucked. Though on the inside, he's just a shy little puppy that's been too good to say such vulgar words. But the idea of no dirty talk and teasing isn't in your book. So, if Jake wants you so badly, he's going to have to adjust to your preferences, and you have no doubt he'll fall deeply in love with the way you talk to him, close to the level that he has with your existence.

"Then if Jake wants my mouth on him, don't you think he should undress himself for me?" You ask, tilting your head to the side, watching the knobs turn inside Jake's head. "Won't you put on a show for me, baby?"

Nodding and agreeing shyly, Jake eagerly sits up and pushes himself off the bed. Now, he's standing, and you're admiring him with your palms pressed onto the mattress as you lean back, waiting for him to start his show.

Though you can clearly tell how tense and awkward he is with the way he's standing, you make no comment nor teasing remarks. Instead, you wait for him patiently to start moving.

Slowly building up the confidence to start his strip show, he skims his hand underneath the thin cloth of his white t-shirt, the outline of his abs slowly peeking the more he raises his palms towards his upper body. His shirt bunches up on his wrist before pushing them off his head, tossing the shirt softly on the ground. His nipples perk up once it's been hit with the cold air in your room, and his stomach clenches when he sees the way you eye up his muscle. You admire every crevice of his tanned skin. You had seen Jake shirtless before, like the time you guys went out to the beach, and you watched him surf without a top on.

But you've never seen his body this close, not in this setting. His waist is small and dainty that you can't wait to wrap your hand around the curve. Jake's chest is broad, and his pecs stick out as a result of him working out. And one of the most attractive things you've come to notice about Jake is his belly button. You have no idea why but something about his protruded muscle captivates you, and you find it incredibly hot.

Jake watches you, unsure if what he's doing is right. Should he be making more slutier moves? What should he be doing? Is he supposed to moan or something? Grind on the air? However, looking at you, and you seeming as if you're in a trance, he doesn't think you even care.

"A-Am I doing it right?" He asks, the desire to receive validation winning over his timidness.

"Yeah, baby." You sigh, hands rubbing on the mattress to hold yourself back from reaching out and touching him. "Doing so good. You look so hot. I wanna taste you already."

Your mouth practically salivates when you see the broadness of his chest, bare and raising and falling heavily. His golden skin shimmers under the light of your room, and his chest swells with glee at your compliment, now feeling even more eager to do better, and fasten his pace since you've expressed how much you want to have him sooner.

When Jake skims his hand across his toned stomach, it flexes in itself and you lose it. Pushing yourself off the bed, you press your body close to him and he welcomes you shyly yet eagerly.

Jake's hands plant themselves on your hips so as to steady himself while he watches the dazed look on your face. Goosebumps arise on his skin when you ghost your fingers across his abs, later on shivering when your fingers rush past his nipples, and sit themselves on his pecs, caressing his muscle in awe.

"Come here, babe." You walk backward, taking your husband with you. Sitting down at the edge of the bed, your fingers push past the rubber of Jake's sweats, ready to pull it down, but not before locking eyes with him from where he's standing in front of you, eyes asking for permission. "Can I?"

Biting his lips, Jake nods, however, that isn't a good enough response for you. You stick your tongue out, provoking Jake by licking him over his pants, right along his length. Your metal piercing presses against his aching cock, making him crumble. Your boy whines, hips uncontrollably bucking into your face before he even realized and he exclaims, "Sorry! I didn't mean to—"

Jake's train of apology gets cut off when you talk, dismissing his reasons because to be fairly honest, you don't give a damn. "It's okay, puppy. No need to be sorry. What you do need to be sorry for though, is the fact that you haven't answered me properly."

While talking, Jake eyes the way your hands start to caress him all over, massaging his toned thighs, to his ass, and then over his boner. "Yes, you can. Please, I can't wait anymore."

"That's a good puppy." You coo, patting his cute ass. "Then finish your show for me quickly, baby."

Jake nods eagerly at what you've said, thumbs going underneath the lining of his underwear to push it down but pauses when he sees you motioning for him to turn around with your pointer finger, smirking at him as you bite your lips.

Although confused, he does what you're telling him to do, Jake takes a few steps back before turning around, showing you the thick curve of his ass, the bottom side of his balls peeking from between his plush skin. When Jake pulls down both the fabric of his sweats and his underwear, you land a mischievous slap against his cheeks, snickering right after when you hear him gasp. Your husband's cheeks burn red, hand shyly going to his behind and massaging his rosy flesh.

"Sorry, puppy. Couldn't help myself." You chuckle before gesturing for him to turn around. However, Jake doesn't. You tug on his thighs, but your puppy doesn't do anything which puts you in concern. "What's wrong, babe?"

Instead of answering you, Jake shakes his head, blonde locks thrashing along with him.

With his back turned to you, you're unable to see his face, leaving you even more concerned.

You stand up to check on him, wrapping your arms around his waist, your chin tucked into his shoulder. "Tell me what's on your mind, Jake."

"N-Nothing." He stutters. Now that you're on him, you realize how much his body has turned hot throughout your whole exchange, so you plant kisses along his skin to soothe your husband's burning temperature and hopefully, his thoughts as well. "J-Just give me a second."

"Why, baby? Tell me what's the matter."

Feeling your breath and lips fanning his skin, Jake shivers, and he's sure that you notice because you start humming, and pressing even longer kisses onto his skin, causing him to get even more worked up. "I can't. It's embarrassing a-and you're gonna make fun of me..." He whines.

"I would never make fun of you, baby." You say it strongly. Jake turns his head towards you with a pointed look as if to contradict your words. Realizing what he's getting at, you chuckle, "Okay okay. Not like that at least. You know I mean well when I tease you, baby."

Jake rolls his eyes at you playfully, bottom lip cutely jutting out. "I know…"

"Then what is it, puppy?"

"I'm just a bit… shy… That's all." He mumbles and you almost didn't catch it. But you do, and hearing his confession made you smirk.

"Aww. My baby's shy?" You tease, playfully. "Lemme see how much."

With your hands priorly placed on Jake's hips, you easily turn him around to face you. Taking him by surprise, Jake's adorable puppy eyes widen, clearly taken back.

Jake is shy. His already flushed cheeks had turned even rosier after he'd finished his small strip show, the red enveloping his neck and the widespread of his well-built chest. Your mouth can't help but actually water at the sight, and your hand moves on its own accord as they slide over its broadness, feeling the burn of his skin.

"Shy about what, pup?" You ask, pretending to be oblivious as you trail your hands downward, dragging your nails across his pelvis which raises goosebumps onto his skin and down to trace the curve of his balls. Your finger traces the space between his testicles before leading them back up to smooth over along his dick, smiling deviously when it twitches.

Jake watches as you sit back down on the mattress, pulling him closer so he can slot his body in between your spreaded legs. Your eyes stay locked with his, and he's suddenly rendered blank. He's in your trance and has no intention of breaking out. He doesn't even notice how your hand started to wander further down south, a surprised yet strangled moan wrecking through his lips when you grab his dick.

No words come out of Jake's lips, only guttural groans, heavy breaths, and pained whimpers as you start moving. "Ahh, you're so shy, baby. So so shy." You tch out, mockingly yet incredibly amused by how a simple slap could make his dick leak so much

Jake tries to reply, though he doesn't even know what he should say. His mouth only hangs open as his eyes stay locked on to the way your hand moves against his pulsing head, just like how he's been yearning for you to do. "Can't talk already, pup?"

"You're— ah!" He starts but gets cut off when you roll the wide surface of your palm along his whole head, afterwards sliding your hand down roughly towards his base. Your husband's dick twitches in mid air as your hand stays rooted which gives him enough leverage to speak. "You're teasing me again."

When you giggle, Jake's heart can't help but swarm with warmth, and it only adds onto his arousal. Adorable yet so hot, rough yet caring. The contrast only makes his head spin. He loves your personality so much. His friends thought he was crazy for going this insane over you from just one meeting, one kiss, but they've never experienced you like he has. One kiss— one stare even, will make even the toughest man fall.

He's wrong for putting you under such circumstances. Forcing his way into your life, and making it so that you can never come out. But you have to realize that he's doing this all because he loves you. He's guilty— that's for sure, but he can only hope that you'd forgive him, that soon enough, his insanity will reach you, and you wouldn't care, not knowing that it already has.

"Can't help it, honey. You're too cute not to." You hum, bringing your lips to press a hard kiss onto the part where his balls and cock connected, sliding your tongue out and pressing the metal bead onto his skin before sliding it upwards in a sensual manner.

Jake lets out the prettiest moan when you do so. His head is thrown back, brows crashed together, and his mouth completely slacked open due to pleasure. A long dragged out moan escapes past his lips when you press your piercing across his slit, the precum sweeping onto your tongue, and coating your piercing with thick white coats.

"Fuck, you taste amazing." You say you continue to swallow traces of Jake's arousal along his thick length, not forgetting to swirl your tongue against the whole surface of his dick.

"Hah," Your husband pants, eyes blown with lust as his chest heaves. Sobbing, he says, "Good! so good."

You hum against his dick as thanks for his compliment, the vibrations causing Jake to whimper, upper body lurching forward when you suddenly take his dick inside your wet mouth. The metal pierced onto your tongue presses against the underside of his dick every time you slide him in and out. Too focused on sucking his dick, you almost miss the way his hands seem to wander around, alternating between gripping his own muscled thighs and his waist, and that was enough for everything to unveil.

"Is it your first time, baby?" You try and make it sound casual, knowing that Jake might be embarrassed about it, though, you don't know why he would as you don't see a reason to.

Honestly, you should've known straight away when he had first crashed his lips against yours. It was so clumsy yet sweet that you can only find it adorable. His hands were awkwardly switching places, touching his own body that you almost started sulking because he wasn't touching you, soon coming to the realization that this must be his first, the new-found information only making your chest swell with pride.

"Y-Yeah…" He mumbles worriedly at you. "Sorry if I won't be too good. I-I'll try my best though! You don't have to worry about me. I pro—"

"Hush, baby." You dismiss, not wanting him to stress about something so irrelevant. You smirk, a teasing grin on your lips. "I think it's hot."

"How is me being a virgin hot?" He asks, poutingly as you've once again found something to tease him about.

"I think it's hot that I'm your first— that I'm the one who's gonna be the seeing you cum." Threading his fingers between yours, you don't comment on the way his palms are sweating, fully knowing that your husband will stress about it. So you root the detail inside your head; the way his palms nervously break out into a damp mess, how his eyes watch you so intently, and how his lips jut out adorably in concentration.

"The only one who's gonna see you cum." You correct, arching an eyebrow at him, and trying to see if he'll oppose, but you only let out an amused chuckle when Jake does nothing but agree.

Too cute, he's too cute.

You guide one of his hands towards the back of your head, telling him to grip onto you as much as he wants while his other hand is planted onto your jaw, fingers grazing your cheek affectionately. It's not when you take his dick back inside your mouth that Jake fully understands why you've put his hand to cup your cheek— besides for the reason that you just wanted to be caressed.

Jake gasps when he feels the hard outline of his dick against the thin skin of your cheek. His hips stutter into you, making you choke on his dick. Your husband starts panicking, apologies flooding his mouth but it gets dismissed when you don’t pull him out. "Fuck! Sorry." was all he could blurt out before sliding your mouth on his dick.

His veiny hands stay planted against your cheek, feeling the way your skin rises due to his dick pressing against it while his fingers form knots with the strands of your hair. After the small incident, Jake doesn't dare move, not wanting to accidentally make you choke again, and though you want him to be free to do whatever he wants, you have to admit that it was hard to take him all in.

When you pull away, webs of your saliva connect themselves onto Jake's cock as if to tell you that it doesn't want to part. However, your husband is only human and a virgin at that. The signs of his climax were slowly approaching, and you don't think he'd be boastful of cumming so early without feeling your pussy on his first time.

"Come, baby. I think it's time you fill me up." You tut, tugging his hand, and guiding him to stand behind you, both your knees digging into the sheets, Quickly, you tear away your clothes as though you had initially intended to give Jake his very own strip show, you were feeling much too impatient.

Looking back, you lock eyes with your dear husband as he watches your naked body in amazement, admiring your curves, and the warmth your supple looking skin exudes. Chuckling, you ask, "You ready?"

"W-Wait!" Jake pauses, eyes looking at you frantically. "W-What about a condom? Shouldn't we be using one?"

"There's no need for a condom, puppy." You say playfully, tapping his chin because you just find him so cute. "What do you say we give my mom what she wants, huh? You wanna give me your babies, Jakey?"

With your dear mother staying true to her horrid title of "Worse and Inconsiderate Mom of the Century," she pitched the idea about you and Jake making a baby. She says that having a grandchild was her biggest dream.

Every time you said no, she would come up with more excuses, telling you that it's your honeymoon, you should be making love. And while you internally threw up, you tell her that you don't even want to be seen in the same room as Jake, let alone be in the same bed as him. Now, you can only bite at your own words because look at you, pussy clenching around itself, begging for your spouse to occupy the unneeded space inside your cunt. Maybe using it to rile Jake up wouldn't be so bad, and maybe— just maybe, having a child with Jake isn't too much either.

At that, Jake whimpers, head falling on your shoulder as he grabs your waist, tugging your body close to his. Your plump ass sandwich his dick, and Jake moans when you slide your ass up against it for him. "You want a baby?" He pants, "With me?"

"Yeah, honey. My puppy would make such a great daddy, don't you think?" You ask him in third person, smirking in amusement when you look back, and see the broken expression, face contorted in pleasure.

Without your guidance, Jake's hips move on his own accord and from time to time, his length slips and slaps against your folds, making your body twitch in itself. He releases an elongated groan when your wetness coats his dick, and all he wants is to be bear inside you.

"Can I?" He asks the same question you did just a while ago, and it does nothing to soothe your erratic heart.

You nod your head to his question, not trusting your own voice and you're thankful that he doesn't push you to be more vocal about it.

No sex has ever made you so nervous. You're careful. You don't want to hurt Jake. In fact, all you want is the opposite. You want him to feel nothing but pleasure the whole time. You want this to last for as long as possible, to stay like this until the sunrise, and the next. You're insatiable. Your mind is still slightly buzzed with alcohol and you have no idea if his is too. All you want is him, his heart, and his body— oblivious to the fact that he's already given it to you from day one.

However, you don't know this, so all you can do is dread the morning, wherein you assume that Jake would most likely realize what the two of you did, and possibly regret everything that happened.

You have no idea where this newfound insecurity came from. You're always so confident and cocky, yet a simple man who's forced to be your husband instantly makes your aura crumble. Jake is so nice and innocent— everything you aren't. Would he regret giving it away to you? Should you stop now before it's too late? You have no idea what the answer to both of those questions are, mind still seeping thinly with booze to comprehend the right thoughts in order to make the right move. So you let yourself slip up again— let the alcohol reign and once again make your own decisions.

Little did you know that this is all Jake could ask for. Nothing in the world can compare to how much he wants to live in this moment— with you taking his first. Unlike you, he doesn't dread the next morning. In actuality, he's looking forward to it.

In his head, there's a picture of the two of you laying on this bed together. Your head is resting on his naked chest while your hand caresses his body with affection. There's no ulterior motive to it— although there could be if you wanted. Just the two of you having a wholesome moment the night after.

Jake is everything nice, but when it comes to you, Jake isn't able to hold still, stopping at nothing just so he can get you. Jake has no regrets, absolutely none. From giving you his virginity down to manipulating his parents to force you into marrying him. The only issue is if you were to find out, but Jake swears he'll take this secret to his grave. You don't need to know such irrelevant details. Jake may have forced you to wed him, but he'll never force you to love him— it's too cruel, he thinks.

Clearing out both your minds, you look at each other. Crazy and Crazier meets, and it's as if the two of you have somehow perfectly molded each other; Jake has made you crazy, and you've made Jake a fiend-like demon who rides on sex.

Jake hugs you from behind, head nestled at the crook of your neck and inhaling your scent. His cock rests between your cheeks before you take the initiative to guide him inside your pussy with no prior prep needed. That's how aroused you are.

When Jake's head pushes past the surface and goes inside your aching core, your boyfriend clutches you in his arms tighter, and you hear him hiss so attractively that your pussy clenches around his sensitive tip. Because of the pleasure, Jake lurches forward, and he would've fallen face first onto the bed if it weren't for you who's in front of him, chivalrously saving him from humiliation.

You pat his thigh in amusement. “Calm down, baby.”

Jake whines. “I can’t. F-Fuck, you feel amazing.” The thought of thrusting isn’t even on his thoughts, mind too preoccupied on coping with the pleasure and withdrawing the desire to cum.

"It's okay, puppy. Take all the time you need."

Jake can't do this any longer because if he does, he's sure that he's going to either end up crying or cumming, maybe even both. A while ago, you teased him, slapped his ass, and called him names, and he loved all of them without any doubt in his mushy mind. Now, you're patting him down and assuring him, sweetly letting him direct the pace. Though it's quite evidently clear who's in charge.

After a few moments pass, you watch Jake's Adam's apple bobs as he takes a huge gulp, swallowing the temptation to bust before nodding his head at you, telling you that he's ready to proceed with things.

"There you go, baby. Doing so well." You purr, palms scratching his jaw.

"A-Am not even doing anything." He laughs out with a breath.

"Still. You're already doing so good for me." Jake watches as you lower your body to press on the mattress, back arched and your ass out. You move forward slightly, arms jutting in front of you as if to stretch, but you're only doing it because you know that the view would drive Jake crazy.

"Can't wait to fully have you, puppy. Feel your dick drag against my pussy, slide on your cock, your cum paint my walls." You list out in a whine.

"Fuck," You hear him sob. His nails dig into the plush skin of your ass to contain his whimpers, and it makes you hiss "Please, move. Need to feel you so bad."

Granting his wish, you slowly move on Jake's dick. You thrust your ass upwards and down, setting slow and calm movements as you wait for him to adjust to the pleasure before building up a steady pace.

It's not long before Jake starts thrusting his hips and burying his dick inside your pussy on his own. He's craving for more by the second, fiending on the wet slaps your pussy makes for him when he thrust his hips— especially when he presses his front against your sunken body on the mattress, and burying it deep inside your mess. When his head hits that sweet mushy spot deep in your pussy, you release a scream in pleasure.

Oblivious, Jake abruptly stops. His eyes snap open, and rushes to check up on you, slipping his dick out hastily in the process. "A-Are you okay? I'm so so sorry. Please, are you—

Instead of hearing you blurt out any noise indicating that he's hurt you, you let out a long drawn out moan at the feeling of his dick leaving your pussy, whining afterwards at the loss. Frowning, you say, "Fuck, Jake. Why'd you do that?"

"Huh? I-I…" He trails off, completely forgetting what he was going to say as his mind renders blank when you poutingly put his dick back inside of yourself, shimmying your ass which shakes him out of his trance.

"Again." You order, looking back at him with a pointed look. "Hit my spot again."

You smirk when you feel his cock twitch inside you, and once he realizes this, he turns to mush, cheeks flaring up with red. Jake bites his lip before nodding, dismissing his initial thought that he had inflicted pain on you when he seemed to have done the opposite.

As if already knowing your body well, he expertly goes back to the same spot he hit, and he releases a moan when you clench around him. Jake releases a string of adorable whimpers as he watches his pelvis collide with your ass, the skin bouncing with each thrust, and he can't help but speed up his movements. When you moan his name, all Jake thinks about is how he can get more words and sounds of praise to come out of your mouth so, he tries to do even better, trying out a different angle, and he's rewarded when he hears your words.

"Jake— Holy shit, baby! How're you so good?!" You scream out, your own body meeting him with each thrust. "You feel so amazing, puppy. Love feeling your dick throb up inside me."

Jake's panting now, mouth hung open to make it easier for him to breathe and let noises of pleasure for you to hear. Despite the loud sound of your skin slapping and the wet noises that coming out from your pussy, Jake listens to all that you're saying, your words only adding more fuel to light up his climax.

"How about you make my tummy swell up too, huh? You gonna keep your promise, and give me your cum, baby?" You pant, hips slamming against his in order to reach your own high.

"Yes! Yeah, I'll give you all my cum! Please take it, please please please…" He continues to beg as if he's forgotten that you were the one who asked for it.

Both your bodies work in order to please the other, wanting nothing more than to hear each other scream out your names in bliss. If it was even possible, Jake's hips seem to pick up their pace, thrusting frantically into you, and slapping against your mound. With his body still pressed against your back, he uses your shoulder as a safe haven, and starts sucking on your skin. His drool dribbles down towards your chest, coating your nipples, and you drag a finger up to collect them on your fingers before dipping your soaked digits between your legs to rub your clit.

"'M so close, Jakey. Will you come with me?" Though your tone is sweet, what you're doing certainly isn't, and it drives Jake past insane.

"Mhm! I wanna cum so bad." He whimpers, eyes squeezing shut. "Please, let me cum."

"Yeah?" With your newfound strength, you sit the both of you up, bodies still connected with each other. While one of your hands is preoccupied with stimulating your clit, the other goes to wrap around Jake's neck, pulling him past your shoulder so your lips can meet. The kiss quickly turns feverish with hunger, your tongue rummaging the inside of his mouth and tracing his tongue with your wet muscle. Jake's arms are wrapped around your middle to help you take his pounding hips. You tug on his bottom lip before releasing it, feeling yourself crumbling against him any second now. "Cum, baby. Come for me."

With your walls hugging Jake's cock so deliciously, the pleasure almost suffocates him. His jaw slacks open, your name spewing out like a prayer before he's finally driven to the edge.

"Ah! Shit—" And that's all Jake needed to reach his high. His body convulses behind you, twitching due to the intense round of pleasure. Your pussy milks his cock dry, taking in all his cum.

You don't let him pull out yet, mind fuzzy but still determined to keep all of it inside you as it seems that the promised child you jokingly brought up is coming to reality.

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j4ysfreckles · 11 months

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finding out jake has a mommy kink and he gets all shy about it🤭

YESS i love shy boys🫶

i swear he would accidentally call you "mommy" just while going about his normal routine one day.

like you would be coming home from the store after getting groceries and you'd tell jake that you got him his favorite food/drink/candy and he would so innocently just say "thank you mommy!" when normally he would just call you by your name. almost immediately as he said it though, he realized what he just did and clasped a hand over his mouth.

before you could properly react, jake scurried away to your shared bedroom, embarrassed of what he had just revealed about himself.

dumbfounded, you followed his trail to find him face down on your bed with his face buried into a pillow. you sat down next to him, placing a hand on his back.

"jakeyyy," you sang.

he didn't answer. if you were being honest, you'd never really thought you'd like being called "mommy", but as soon as jake did it, and you processed it, you wanted more, and you were going to get it.

"baby, look at mommy," you half-ordered him.

at this, he turned over to look at you. his face was beet red. due to embarrassment or arousal, you weren't sure. you placed a hand on his waist and started rubbing circles with your thumb.

"i don't want you to be embarrassed, jake. if this is something you like then i like it too," you told him before leaning down to kiss his lips. when you did this, you noticed him slightly grinding his hips up in search of something. you pulled away from his mouth.

"mommy, please touch me," he whined at you.

okay anon i hope this is at least kind of similar to what you wanted, lmk if you like it‼️ but for real i love love love super shy boys- i just wanna make them scream and cry🤩

#enhypen smut #enhypen hard hours #jake hard hours #jake smut #sub!enhypen #sim jaeyun #sub!jake #sim jake

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sstrwbrryccke · 5 months

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— jealousy | sub jake sim

tags: mentions of puppy, bratty jake x reader, gn reader, very short

this is a triple repost... if you've been here before... i'm sorry...

the community has been deadset on jake being an obedient and cute puppy- which i agree to the most part… but i want to argue that’s not all, because jake has definitely shown how bratty he could be, like “its fun seeing the fans jealous” ??yeah he definitely has a bratty side.

he knows his effect on you, and hes smug as hell about it. though you know he would never cheat on you (because he’s way too sweet for that), he definitely gets giddy when you get jealous. he likes the attention and how you make him feel so wanted. and im talking about, being friendly with girls, chatting with them while glancing to you every two seconds to gauge your reaction. oh yeah, hes smiling to himself when he sees you eyeing him down like the brat he is.

but he’s a puppy to the core, when you do get angry he starts to regret his actions and apologises to you, scared that he crossed a line. not that you care though, because even if you didn’t want to admit it, his sly side makes you turned on to hell and you quickly shut him up with a kiss. really, punish him hard, make him stick out his tongue and kneel, deny his orgasm and then overstimulate him until his body is limp. all the while you’re asking him who he belongs to (his response gets weaker and weaker the more you milk him). you never get an opportunity to punish him because he’s normally so obedient, so you really use this opportunity to push his body to the limit.

afterwards he would be so exhausted, but still trying to check up on you, apologizing profusely for earlier. you’re such a sucker for him though, no matter how bratty he acts you’ll still forgive him.

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hooned · 1 year

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three pretty best friends 💌

#*jelly's #enhypenet #kpopco #enhypenetwork #enhypen #sim jaeyun #jake #park sunghoon #sunghoon #yang jungwon #jungwon #the way this was on my ps for like a whole day #bec i refuse to delete frames :(( i wanna put this whole bit #I SCREAMED WHEN I SAW SUNGHOON LIKE WTF #they're so gorgeous #i sometimes just watch them talk and forget to read the subs #so i have to watch again #GOD WOW... YEAH #[the way this was originally more than 10 gifs lmao that is between me and god]

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fairyofjaeyun · 10 months

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I came here on the perfect time 😭 was just thinking of puppy jake </3 well..jake in general bdjsb I can't stop thinking of punishing good boy jake <3 imagine him begging you to let him cum :( "I've been good, please 🥺" he wouldn't know what for you're punishing him but he doesn't care cuz he loves it when you're rough with him <3

no because it’s so rare having to punish jake because he’s such a good puppy he wouldn’t dare make you upset. which makes you get the urge to be a lil mean to him sometimes. there’s just something about him that makes me you want to break him down into nothing but a pathetic mess full of tears and pleas. imagine you had come home from a particularly draining day, dragging yourself through the door in search of the outlet for your anger, and your eyes land on jake lounging on the couch. he’s wearing grey sweatpants and a loose black tshirt, and his black collar is firm around his neck. he notices you in his peripheral and his meets your eyes, his whole body being lit up at the sight of you, “hi! how was your—oh! are you okay?” he abruptly asks you after seeing your tenseness, his face dropping to concern.

you tell him he’s been a bad puppy, and his eyes and mouth open in disbelief. what could he have done? nothing, of course. you weren’t quite sure why you said that, and neither does jake, but he lets you lead him to the bedroom anyway. you’re quick to pull him over your lap and pull back his sweats to reveal his cute ass, giving it a quick rub before striking it. jake gasps and clenches himself, biting his lip as he feels the sting come in, but still manages to start counting for you without being asked. it doesn’t take long for tears to start flowing down his face and for him to start begging to cum because he’s such a sensitive puppy and his neglected cock has been rubbing against your leg with each spank UGGHHH I NEED HIM THIS IS NOT FAIRRRR 😭😭😭💔💔💔

#delivery {🍣}#avery ♡#sub!jake #sub!jaeyun #puppy jake <3 #sub!enhypen #sub!idol #sub!kpop #dom!reader #dom!fem!reader #jake hard thoughts #jake hard hours

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donghoonie-3 · 1 year

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no but what do you think a sadist/brat tamer!amab!dom would deal with sub!bratty! enha?? 👀

also just read ur I love you hoon fic and I'm currently ascending goodbye- 😵😵

-🐼

Ohh 👀👀 before I get into this...I literally love this idea...especially the sadist/brat tamer akdhsk.

Warnings: minors dni, sadist/brat tamer!amab!dom, sub!bratty!enha, name calling such as slut, spanking, edging, mentions of manhandling, dacryphilia (crying kink), wax play, sex toys (butt plug, cock ring), overstimulation, blindfolds, one mention of hoon saying sir, just reader being mean :3, everything is consensual as always!! Not proof read. Lmk if I missed anything.

Heeseung: He's usually good for you and obeying you but when he's bratty...oh lord he'd try to hold out for so long. I feel like even though he ignores your orders at first a bit of him wants to just be good for you but he also doesn't want to give up yet so he might end up crying from frustration </3 call him a pathetic slut for crying already as you fuck him at a rough pace. Manhandle him. Put him into any position. Use him like a sex doll until he stops being a brat <3. Slap his face or his ass aswell, even his thighs. If he still continues to be a brat then edge him until he's a crying mess and apologising <3.

Jay: another member that I think is usually obedient. I feel like he wouldn't last long tbh lmao. He'd be so easy to break into obedience <3 but something about him makes me personally want to still be rough with him even after he apologises so do that and I bet he'll love it. But when he's still being a brat...this one concept keeps repeating in my head...its a bit specific but...wax play<3. Along with degrading and it'll get him to crack and obey you :3. Pour hot wax on his nipples and down his tummy and also on his thighs, he'll be twitching so much <3 call him dumb for trying to act like a brat as you watch him fall back into bring obedient for you then fuck him nice and rough <3.

Jake: ohhh Jake <33 him being a brat <3. Spank him as a punishment while there's a vibrating butt plug in his ass <3 watching his ass jiggle after each slap 🥴💫. Also make him count each slap!! He'll end up stuttering but he won't stop being a brat so after a couple of slaps (maybe 15...20...) fuck him in doggy <3 and still give his ass a nice slap every now and then and hear him hiss at the pleasurable pain <3. Put a vibrating cock ring on him and overstimulate him until he's a shaking mess who can't do much but just be pliant for you <3. Yous will be at it for hours lmao <3.

Sunghoon: oh he's a tough cookie. He's a little shit, I'll tell you that. He'll take whatever as a punishment tbh he likes it all <3 tie him up to the bed with a pretty pasatel coloured ribbon and put a blindfold over him then edge him for hours before then overstimulate him...but when you overstimulate him, put a vibrating cock ring AND a butt plug and just sit back and watch him move around, bucking hips, arching his back, etc. as he also let's out slutty moans. Ask him if he'll behave after a while and if he still decides to be a brat then switch up the position to having him lying on his front, still tied up and all and fuck him like that, really deep and continue to overstimulate him until he let's out a little "Sorry sir" along with a sniffle because he's starting to cry <3. He'd be so fun to be rough with (all of them would he be fun to he rough with 🤭)

#《🍁》 — 🐼 anonie #sub heeseung #sub jay #sub jake #sub jaeyun #sub sunghoon #sub enhypen #sub idol #dom reader #amab reader #male reader #male reader x enhypen #amab reader x enhypen #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts

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wolfchankki · 2 months

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Maybe a Teacher!Sunghoon with student!Jake being punished for something? Age gap included Pretty please 🥺

Hellooo~~ Hope you like it!

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Teacher!Sunghoon x Student!Jake

teacher dom/student sub dynamics, age gap, punishment, spanking - impact play

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"Teacher's Pet"

The light scent of mold was already familiar to him. Multiple times he got spanked with the wooden ruler while facing the corner, nose touching the cold wall and the fingertips squeezing his own thighs at the stinging pain on his bare backside.

The only thing Jake liked more than this, was that time when Mr. Park would place him over his knee after the class for cussing at some colleagues. He cried and Mr. Park swiped his tears, comforting his golden boy after causing him so much pain.

And a boner.

Surprisingly, today was not the day that he was punished for cussing or for being 'unintentionally' disrespectful; instead, he purposely forgot his philosophy assignment. Who actually wants to know 'bout Greek mythology and it's philosophers?

He forgot how many swats he received; he lost track of time too, but that doesn't matter since he lived alone, and Lyla, his surprisingly calm Golden retriever, had already been fed by his gentle neighbor Mrs. Im, a 63 years old lady who loved him 'as a grandson', like she said one time, and fed Lyla when he needed to stay more time than expected away from home.

Poor Mrs. Im. She would never would imagine her smiley 'grandson' nose-touching an university's wall, receiving ruler swats from his 44 years old teacher.

His knee twitched and hit the wall Infront of him when a particularly hard swat came into the back of thighs, making him hiss in pain.

"I think you'll want to stay in silence, Mr. Sim, or perhaps you want to get into worse trouble than you're already?"

Sunghoon watched as his boy only shook his head, knowing better than speak. At least, he knew that he shouldn't push him too much on the edge.

"Ten more, and we're over with the swats, did I made myself clear?"

A nod and a sniff. Good.

The first of the lasts swats came already harder than the others, what makes Jake jolt in surprise and pain.

The second and the third came in the same intensity, the teacher watching cautiously every reaction of his boy, conscious about the shivers in the small body of his student.

At the fourth swat, Jake came in a loud whine, untouched, hard and messy against the wall Infront of him. Mr. Park rolled his eyes at the scene, so pathetic. But his stone hard dick stuffed in his pants also told him that had something really hot at the image of the boy on his early twenties cumming by the pain he's causing.

Oversensitive, the last 6 swats were the ones who hurt the most, the younger crying harder at each of them. With a sigh, Sunghoon left his wooden ruler on his desk, grabbed some tissues he had on the desk and went on Sim's direction, rubbing his back with his palm, a wordless way to say 'it's over, you're okay now'. The student wait no time to turn around and hug his teacher like a life line, clinging into him. With the tissues, he cleaned the wall and also the boy's member, making him yelp and cry in overstimulation. Softly, Sunghoon shushed him and discarded the dirty tissues. Normally, he would make Jake come again and again, overstimulating him to the extreme, but today he went easy on him since he was already too sensible. Sitting on his chair, he helped Jake totally out of his pants that were stuck in his ankles and sat him on his lap, ignoring his whine as his burning bottom touched the fabric of the older's pants.

"Today you're coming with me to my place, okay Jake? So I can take proper care of this" He said when rubbing gently his palm over the hot flesh of Jake's bottom.

In this moment, they were not Mr. Park and Mr. Sim. Instead they were just Jake and Sunghoon.

Without talking, Jake only nodded against Sunghoon's shoulder, not caring for someone may seeing them like this, all the doors were locked and the teacher didn't had any more classes this day.

Everything were going to be okay.

#sub!idol #sub!enhypen #jakehoon #sunghoon #jake #park sunghoon #sim jaeyun #fanfic #enhypen

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sunoofairyofsass · 2 months

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What types of videos would they send you | Enha Hyung line x GN reader

Divider by @cafekitsune

(Kind of rushed this-)

Heeseung

Warning:Nipple play,cumming in clothes

Oh he would definitely send you videos of him playing with his nipples,for your and his pleasure.It would start slow,with him only teasing himself over his shirt,but he would soon rip his shirt off and rub his nipples, even pinching them from time to time,making him moan louder and louder.

That eventually would lead him to cumming in his shorts,staining the fabric.

Jay

Warning: Masturbation,cumming in clothes

Of course he would send you a video of him getting stiff.Of course he would send you a video of him stroking himself over his sweats.But it did lead him to accidentally cum and stain his clothes.

Can you blame him though?He feels so good when he does it.

Jake

Warning: Dry humping,pet play

Pillow humping.He doesn't care if he stains it.He'll film himself humping it like a dog in heat,he even wears the puppy head band and collar sometimes.

Sunghoon

Warning: Big dildo?,edging,cock ring,mention of amab reader

Now I love Dom Hoon, dont get me wrong,but let me introduce you to sub Hoon.

When he feels needy when you're away, he'll send you a video of him using a large dildo in himself just to fill the emptyness inside him.Of course he uses a cock rig so he doesn't cum without permission because he is such a good boy.

But after you get back home you give him what he wants

#kpop #idol smut #kpop smut #enhypen #enhypen smut #jay park #park sunghoon #park jongseong #sim jaeyun #jake sim #enha kim sunoo #lee heeseung #idol x reader #gender neutral reader #reader x sunghoon #sub sunghoon

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nyanggk · 2 years

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FIRST CARESS: THE HIGH PRIESTS — s.jy & l.hs

PAIRINGS sub!priest!jake x succubus!dom!reader! x sub!priest!heeseung

IDOLS FEATURED ENHYPEN jay, jake, heeseung

SYNOPSIS For a succubus, purity is something to be ashamed of. People naturally lust and it's the very reason why demons like you have come to surface and now, you're about to show this town's priests' that no one can resist the temptation to sin.

GENRE smut with plot, supernatural, medieval au, demon au

WARNINGS explicit sexual content; non-con that turns into dub-con, threesome, dom/sub dynamics, corruption kink, oral sex, cock stepping, footjob, handjob, making, mouth/face fucking, both boys are under the influence

mocking/disregard for christian belief, sex with a demon, both boys slip in and out of consciousness

wc. 13k

n. although this is a given, this fic is made under the impression to satisfy readers only. this is in no way shape or form a statement of what someone should do in real life nor do I support these kinds of actions (non-con) and I suggest that everyone reads all the warnings carefully. thank you also to jinnie (@heeseongism) for the concept ♡

As a demon who feeds on humans' sexual desires, should innocence be something to be proud of?

Man would associate innocence with purity, while those who dwell into their lustful desires would be damned as tainted and therefore, shunned by society. Innocence is a bar that man themselves have set impossibly high, making it impossible for even the most devoted worshiper to reach. It seems as if even man have set themselves up to fail, and yet, despite this known unreachable standard, they pay no heed and continue to preach for someone perfect.

Supposedly, purity is the standard for both men and women— though it seems as if the rule is only strongly implemented towards the latter. They say that if you're pure, that means you are just, meaning you are closer to God on a spiritual level.

Over the course of numerous millenniums, man would continue to struggle to meet this ideal, not realizing that it isn't something that could be achieved. We're raised by our parents to be caring, kind, and untainted while they remain the opposite. It's quite the contrast, really. Those who have breaded due to their uncontainable want for intercourse, are those who set impending rules to keep their child from sinning. However, despite their best efforts to raise a child without blotches, the holy one above tests their fate relentlessly on end by sending them challenges, and you're one of them.

Having already reached your adult form as a succubus, otherwise a demon of sex and lust, ten years ago, you’ve gathered sufficient knowledge when it comes to the art of hunting down your prey. Some would argue that you’re a master at what you do; you know how to act, what draws them in, what they’re most tempted to do, and how much of them you can take in order for them to continue living and for you to quench your thirst. You don’t intend to kill them, but sometimes, it just can’t be helped when you're at the brink of death due to hunger.

It’s you over anyone else, and really, what’s so bad about having a fuckton of sex?

"God!" The boy beneath you screams out in pleasure when you bring yourself down ruthlessly, letting your cunt suck the whole length of his dick.

It almost makes you cackle at how ironic that word is when applied to your situation. You're a succubus, a demon who feeds on lust, yet here he is, screaming for God like you aren't giving him the time of his life. You want to slap the soul out of his body. How dare he preach for God when you're riding his dick better than any angel can? It's quite disrespectful if you're being honest, however, you choose not to say anything, knowing that if this town finds out you're anything but human, you're going to be tied up and beheaded.

It's been quite long since you've last conducted a feeding session, and your mana feels like it's getting drained and replenished with each strong bounce you make on his lap, along with the pleasure his dick feels rubbing against your g-spot. Usually, you'd have no problem doing everything, as it allows you to satisfy yourself without having to wait for your food to learn what you like, but with your mana drained, a light sheen of sweat is seeping against your skin. The boy doesn't mind though; if he's being honest, it makes you all the more hotter in his eyes.

"Aww, Jay," You coo while dragging your nails down his broad and sweaty chest in a teasing manner, sending the boy into a deeper frenzy as goosebumps rise on his olive skin as he watches streaks of red appear on his skin. "Too good?"

The said boy releases a whimper when he feels your pussy clench down on his whole length, prodding him to answer. "Yes, shit! You take me so well. "You're too good." He manages to blurt out before squeezing his eyes shut and his head falling back onto the mattress like he's lost all control over his body—which is true.

Never in Jay's life did he think that any girl could take his whole length inside their mound. Everyone always struggled to even get more than half of him in, and yet, here you are, doing the impossible. He met you at a sketchy alleyway on his way home from work selling fruits at the marketplace. Truthfully, it seemed as if you came out of nowhere because the moment his eyes turned to look elsewhere, your figure leaning against the concrete was there to greet him. He remembers the way his eyes just never seemed to stop raking over your body and how every curve and dip made him want more. It was as if he was being put into a trance because he just couldn't take his eyes off of you, completely ignoring his family that awaits him in their small, run-down cottage hidden in the woods.

Sooner or later, you approach him, making sure to jut your hips with every step towards him, the scent of your arousal filling Jay's nose from a meter away. Jay breaks out of his trance when he realizes that you're grinning at him, clumsily introducing himself to you, and then the rest has brought you to where you are now.

Your insides just feel amazing, like it was made just for him and his dick alone— it isn't. He swore when he first thrusted his dick inside you a few hours ago, that he would come on the spot. There's just something different about the way you move, the way you feel, and the way you talk that makes it seem as if your whole body was made for him. His wife could never satisfy him the way you do and it's not her fault. She doesn't know her husband is a cheat with a huge dick that can hardly fit inside a human's vagina without it hitting their womb.

And yes, "a few hours ago," meaning that ever since the two of you met, you've been going at it like rabbits in heat. You have no idea where the sudden drive to feed came from, as usually, a minute of sex would do to quench your thirst however, today, you've been craving more and sadly, Jay's having a hard time at giving it to you.

"I'm— ahh, fuck!" Jay's whole body seems to shake as he gives you his fourth climax. His throat has now grown sore and dry from all of the screaming, groaning, and moaning he's done in the past few hours and to be frank, he's already reaching his limit. So, when you tilt your head to the side and start bouncing on his length once again, he screams in protest as he digs his fingers onto your hips to stop your actions. "You're a fucking demon."

You only laugh at his joke, finding it humorous given how ironic it is. "Maybe I am." You smirk.

Copying your actions, Jay chuckles before shaking his head. "I really can't keep going, babe." He announces. "I'm gonna pass out."

"I'm not stopping until I get what I want."

And that's just what you did, except you may have sucked all the life force out of the poor boy.

Shame, he would've made an adorable pet.

Though you've already taken all of what he had, you were still starving, craving for more because one isn't enough; you need more.

If God is the creator of everything, then does that mean that he made your kind? To what? Test man's dedication and beliefs? If so, then his children are failing.

Walking past the small wooden entrance of the church, the loud clicks of your boots' heels echo every time they meet the hard marble floor. Looking up, you're greeted with the intricate paintings of Jesus and his becoming, while multiple sacred statues said to be made in the likeness of God and saints adorn every crevice of this holy place.

You can only release a small chuckle as you realize how sardonic all of this is. Above all the places you could've picked for your hunt, you just had to pick a church. What can you say? This place is rumored to have gorgeous looking pastors, and you're not one to turn down a delicious meal.

A figure cloaked in white hidden poorly inside the small confession booth catches your eye, and you can't help but grin in excitement as your eye turns a darker shade of lust. Even from afar, you can hear the testosterone in his veins, how pure the boy is, and how his body has been begging for release. You had a hunch that church boys would soothe your hunger better than anything else, and you were correct.

Calmly, you make your way towards the entrance of the booth, hunching down and sitting on the hard wooden seat right after. Thankfully, there aren't a lot of people inside. In fact, the cathedral seemed to be nearly empty— save for the few who were praying and the staff. So, you ignore how uncomfortable it is, how clogged the room is, and instead, divert your full focus onto the man that sat behind the wooden walls, separating the both of you.

"Hello, father." You greet with your head bowed down to conceal your smirk. You can vaguely make out the man's face from where you sat, the small holes carved onto the wall doing less than to hide his handsome front.

"Hello," You can almost hear the smile on his face, and this only makes your grin grow wider in return. You have no idea how, but his voice lets something inside you grow. Your desire for feeding is rising tenfold, and you have no idea for how long you'll be able to keep your lust at bay. The mere thought of having someone as pure as him sends your mind into a frenzy, as you can only imagine how delicious this boy will taste once he's under your control. The tone of his voice is so satisfying that it even makes your cunt water as it awaits his penetration. You can't wait to have him between your legs, and your mouth is already watering at the thought of having to taste his arousal. Your only option is to calm yourself down just for a little bit, not wanting to feel yourself grow sticky before you've even lulled your prey.

"What brings you here today?"

"I'm afraid I've committed a sin, Father." You say, your voice feigning sadness and shame.

"That's alright. The reason you've come here is to seek forgiveness and repent. Even that alone takes courage and you're admirable for that." You hear him say. His words only make you chuckle as you give absolutely no shits whether or not God forgave you or not, he's not yours to worship, and neither is God his. You think he should be worshiping you. "What is it that you did?"

Instead of answering his question, you throw one back at him. "What's your name, Father?" You ask, voice sounding dark while you lure him in. "I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours."

With the silence that takes over, you can tell that he's taken aback by your question because, honestly, who wouldn't? The purpose of this wall separating the both of you is to hide your identity, to make you feel less ashamed to confess your crimes and feelings because your persona isn't seen. Even if the two of you were to cross paths outside, he wouldn't be able to know it's you. So, although perplexed, he answers because, well, why shouldn't he?

"I'm Pastor Jake." He answers, tone sounding somewhat proud, and you can't help but coo when you notice him rocking in his seat between the gaps of the divider.

All you do is hum in acknowledgement, afterwards telling him your name. Your mind tries to form a plan in order to lure your prey towards somewhere more suitable for feeding, somewhere you can touch him without the worry of anyone finding out you're a demon.

"Father," You call out to him, raising your tone as you let your scent flood his nostrils. "Do you mind telling me about yourself first? I'm still kind of nervous."

You hear the boy stutter in his movements, no doubt due to the charm your aura is exuding. Nonetheless, he tries to recover by clearing his throat, answering your question right after. "Well…" He trails off in thought with a chuckle. "I'm actually quite nervous myself too, if I'm being honest."

At that, you make a sound of feigned amazement. Crossing your legs as you prompt your chin on the palm of your hands, you ask, "How so, father?"

Whatever he says next, you tune out. You swear it was something about it today being his first day appointed as a priest, but then again, you could be wrong. However, you're too busy looking around the place, hoping to find somewhere private to even care.

Your mouth is practically watering because of the scent he exudes. The smell of purity in his body lets your hunger grow, becoming more impatient to feed the more you hear the way he talks. He's the type of boy his parents would be proud of. He's the model apprentice that everyone aspires to be. Though, you know for a fact that he's certainly not enough to make your stomach full, but surely, his innocence has to count for something. You're soon going to lose control over everything, and your true form is going to reveal itself, the mana in your body proving to be insufficient as you feel it drain in half if you don't find a feeding place sooner.

The sudden noise of someone clearing their throat pulls you out of your thoughts, and you realize then that it was him who did it. And so, doing the same to compose yourself, you pull yourself together and begin your act once you've finally found a chamber used as a storage room that is accessible for the two of you. "Father, I don't think I can confess my sins here."

Silence arises between the both of you, and you're tense as you await a reaction. Assuming that he's going to let you continue, you tug. "Is there anything I can do to help? I'm not forcing you to confess, and you can always take your time."

How sweet.

How is it possible for a human to be so innocent and caring? You're almost saddened by the fact that you have to ruin him. It's a shame his God couldn't protect him from the likes of you.

"Is there somewhere more private where we can talk?" You ask, trying to segue the conversation to where you can lure him.

"U-Uhm… I'm not sure if it's okay—" He mumbles but you cut him off.

"I don't mind you seeing my face. I'm just not comfortable telling you here." You reason it out, hoping for him to be dumb enough to take the bait. "Can we go somewhere more secluded?"

He's conflicted. Realizing you're not the normal town folk he always sees entering the church, he wants to leave a good impression— especially since it's his first day of service. His town is small, everyone knows each other. Thus, he wants to be known as a priest that everyone can feel comfortable confiding in. So, wanting to be just that, he accepts your offer, letting you lead him towards the storage room, unbeknownst to your true intentions and form.

The two of you are about to reach your safe haven for the day when another person's voice abruptly makes the two of you stop. Your back is turned towards the person as you clench your jaw at having been stopped, and you don't make a move to turn, wanting to hide your face from the other.

"Jake?" You hear a man's voice say "Where are the two of you going? The mass is about to start."

Innocently, Pastor Jake just shrugged. "Everything is fine. I'll be there, don't worry."

And with that, you make quick steps in order to drag the boy farther away from the crowd. Once both of you were inside, you intentionally left the door unlocked, savoring the possibility of someone walking in and joining the two of you.

You walk over to him after doing so, placing yourself so close that he can feel your breath hitting his face.

He's a bit taken aback by your sudden movements; however, he doesn't peep a protest but stutters back in order to give the two of you some space.

Your meal is a beautiful sight to see. Your senses weren't wrong when it told you that the man behind the border was handsome. His hair is a beautiful shade of midnight black and it falls so naturally across his chiseled face. His eyes are wide and puppy-like and it's no surprise to you when you notice the upwards hook at the edges of his mouth, making him look like an adorable pet. Unlike the usual priests you've seen across the other towns, you really have to praise this one for having such young and youthful looking priests as they serve to be the most flavourful dishes. Not long has passed yet you're becoming weaker by the second and you can feel your composure dissipating as you imagine the future events that are about to happen once you put him under control.

Not wanting to wait any longer, you let your tail reveal itself, both because you wanted to conserve your remaining mana and because you yearn to see the look on his face once he finds out what you're going to do to him.

"Jake…" You call out his name without the title, releasing a chuckle after seeing the shocked look on his face as his mouth hangs open at the sight of your raven black tail swishing excitedly.

"Father, I've been starving." You say, voice sounding too alluring for Jake to keep his mind straight as the scent of your charm floods through his senses once again. Only this time, it makes him weaker as his body submits itself to your orders.

Feeling his knees start to buckle, he falls on the cold marbled floor with a soft thud. "W-What is happening to me?" He asks in a fit of desperation when he realizes he's unable to will his limbs to move.

The desperate and helpless look oozing inside his puppy dog eyes sets your body on fire. Your tail keeps swishing from behind you in glee as your horns slowly reveal themselves, sitting comfortably on the crown of your head.

"Y-You're a demon…" He concludes, words sounding awfully slurred as his eyes turn hooded with lust.

Smirking, you reply, "You just noticed?"

Come to think of it, he should've known that you were different from the start; your natural scent just seemed to stand out above everything else, the way the tone of your voice made him shiver, and the way you had no interest in anything other than yourself were clear signs. But in the end, how was he supposed to know that you were a creature that's out of this world?

Yes, the Bible talks about them, but, poor Jake has never seen one in person— nevertheless, this close and this pretty. There's this thing called "blind faith" in Christianity, which means that the servants of God should believe in him despite not being able to see. He just didn't think it worked the other way around, that he should've believed that demons existed without having to have seen them in person.

Although he's still baffled, he's aware that you're real. Although, half conscious, he knows what's going to happen next. He doesn't know what it is you clearly want from him, though. You said you were starving, so could it possibly mean that you're a vampire seeking blood? No, that's certainly not it, because if that were the case then there'd be no need for the boner that's peeking through his robes.

"Aww," You say in a high pitched voice, clearly mocking his inability. "Is the pastor begging for some pussy? I bet your dick is just begging to be touched. My, how have you survived all these years without release?"

The boy frowns at your words, wondering why you chose such vulgar things, but against his will, his dick twitches and it makes you smile.

Squatting down, you crawl your way towards his figure. When you reach him, you put your face close to his, making sure that your noses are touching, and you rub them together to feign comfort.

Because of the close proximity, you've once again been given a chance to look at his features; how clear his skin is and how there isn't an area of imperfection. You can see the light sprinkles of brown that fall onto his cheeks, where the sun usually hits. His eyelashes are long and perfectly curled upward, and his body trembles at your touch.

Unable to wait any longer, you make him take his robes off because, although the thought of corrupting someone as pure as him with a priest's robe on makes your cunt drip, you'd rather fuck him without it. You're just dying to see how his body looks underneath all those layers of clothing. After doing so, you sit on his lap, making him lean back on his palms as you wrap your limbs around his body.

Surprisingly, he's well built for someone who attends a book club more than the average townie, and his skin is as pure as milk. You skim your hands down from his chest, feeling and cupping each peck. Your fingers slowly rub against his nipples, and Jake's body can't help but twitch at the sensation. He'd try to pry your wandering hands off of him, but something in his body is preventing him from doing so. It feels wrong and strangely intimate, something he should be doing with someone he knows, but then again, he's unsure why it feels this good.

He watches with shaken eyes as you drag your hands from the middle of his chest and down to his lower abdomen to trace every ab he has on his stomach, and you only smile deviously as you watch how heavy his breathing has become.

You reach back and take his hands in yours, admiring the soft pink that coats his knuckles and the veins that protrude through his skin. Bringing his hand close to your mouth, you lean in and slowly lick each knuckle. You love the way he takes a deeper inhale when he feels the warm coat of your saliva coating his skin, making you smile in amusement, confidently repeating your actions.

You don't miss the thin layer of sweat arising on his skin nor do you take your eyes off of every muscle in his stomach. Looking further down on his body, you take a long pause just to look at his dick. With the effect of your charm, the boy has grown impossibly hard in mere minutes and is leaking all of himself. There's a small glob of precum right outside his hole, tempting you to lick it and so, you do.

You get off from his lap, once again going on all fours just so you can reach the underside of his dick. You lean closer towards his balls before digging your tongue on his thick length upwards towards the tip of his dick. You make sure to suck him as hard as you can, wanting to taste more of the precum coming out of his pretty dick more than anything else.

Jake lets out a loud whimper at your actions, hands bunching your hair in an effort to pull you off of him. He's only half intoxicated with your scent, just how you wanted it. His body is under your spell and all it wants is release, however, his mind is still conscious, knowing full well what's happening. He's trying to fight it. Believe him, he is. But it's hard when your own body is fighting against you. Though, that won't last for long because you know that with the way his body is reacting so early on in your rendezvous, he's soon going to give in fully without the need to use your magic because that's how man works. Once they've gotten a taste of what it's like to feel pleasure, they'll never want to go back.

You stay on all fours as you suck the life out of him, eliciting pretty grunts from the boy as he starts to shake in his seat due to the erotic sounds you were making while taking his dick down your throat. Making sure to bob your head, you let the drool pooling inside your mouth to escape past your lips and trail down his dick, reaching his balls.

Jake puts little to no effort into pulling you off of him, as every time he tries to pry your lips away from his dick, he has no choice but to stop and halt his movements with a loud cry, feeling you suck his dick harder than ever in defiance.

Finally, after what seemed like a full five minutes of purely sucking him inside your mouth, you release him. You let out a loud breath, letting his dick fall out of your mouth as oxygen returns to your lungs. With his hardness, Jake's dick still stands tall as it twitches every so often, waiting for more friction as he watches your eyes eye it maniacally.

You stick your tongue out for him to see the remnants of his precum clinging to your wet muscle, your saliva mixing with them. The boy lets out a small moan of pleasure, still in denial of how quickly he's growing to love your assault on his body. His eyes enlarge when he feels you wrap your hand around his dick, immediately moving to grip your wrist in a move to stop you, but his efforts are left in vain when you move your hand slowly along his length, ignoring the clutch he has on you.

With each stroke, Jake lets out whimpers of pleasure as you introduce him to yet another form of sin. His head is thrown back in pleasure, the volume of his moans heightening when he feels you rub him faster.

"Is it okay, Jake?" You ask, hand still moving at the same fast pace as it was before.

Jake is too busy whimpering as he looks at the way your hand moves up and down across his whole length with teary eyes, too dumb to comprehend what you just said. He's gasping every so often, making sure not to let himself get too loud and scream.

When you notice he isn't going to reply, you spit out a thick glob of saliva onto the tip of his dick and start jerking him off faster. Smiling, dubiously, you tsk out, "I asked you a question, father. Don't ignore me."

At the sudden change of pace, Jake lets out a loud cry. His eyes are squeezed shut, and his head gets thrown back, letting you see the way his Adam's apple moves as he gulps. "No! I— S-Stop… please."

Offended, you take your hands off of him and stand up to leave. When he feels your hands and warmth escape him, his eyes bulge at the loss of contact before desperately searching for you across the room.

His eyes are still in a daze, his body buzzing so loudly that he can feel his ears start to sting. When his eyes finally regain some consciousness, he looks for you and finds you lazily leaning against an empty table. His eyes turn into those adorable dog-like eyes that you were talking about earlier, and you might be wrong, but it seems as if they're begging for you to come back and touch him.

"Please…" He squeaks out in a shy tone, peeking at you through his eyelashes, and you resist the urge to cradle his head to your chest and treat him like a baby.

You're no sadist. You want to turn this man around and make him beg to be your dog. Make him realize what he's been missing, and at this point, you're just too in love with the way his sweat covered chest rises every time he takes a breath to compose himself and the pleasure filled look on his face when you were pumping his dick with your hand for you to let him go so easily.

Greedily, and feeling your patience running thin, you motion for him to come to you, and he does so, stumbling and clumsily staggering towards you. Once he does, you lean in and attach your lips to his neck, unable to contain the desire to mark your new territory. You wrap your hands around his waist, pulling his body flush against yours. His boner pokes against your inner thighs, and all you want to do is take him in already, but even though you're feeling desperate, you want him to break first, or else your ego wouldn't allow it.

"I—" Jake says before cutting himself off with a grunt once he feels you suck on the base of his neck harder.

"Hmm?" You reply, humming against the part of his neck where his shoulder and throat connects which causes a mode of vibrations to shoot through his body. As you do so, you take your hand and place it back on his dick, feeling him sigh from above you once he feels the pleasure coming back.

Endless shots of tingles overtake him and though he wants to say something, he can't because the combined movements of your hand pumping his dick and the open-mouthed kisses you leave across his neck is making his mind grow fuzzy, rendering him unable to speak.

Noticing this, you decide to take pity on him and to show him how merciful you can be. You tone down your movements to a more leisure pace and you automatically feel his body relax, no longer on the run to chase his orgasm.

Jake shivers when he feels your hot breath fanning his ear and he can't contain the moan that he lets out when he feels you bite on the shell.

"Speak." He hears what you say, but even though your hand has slowed down its movement on his dick, he still can't form a sentence because now, he doesn't even remember what he wanted to say in the first place.

Oh, you're messing with him. He can tell your whole being in itself is messing with his mind all together and you're doing a damn good job at it. Just thinking about your pretty red lips wrapped around the whole of his dick sets his mind into a frenzy.

Looking up, he hopes that God will forgive him for the sinful act he's committing, knowing full well that having intercourse out of wedlock is a vital sin in itself. But he's taken away once he hears you laugh at him as you shake your head, finding him entertaining, and only then does he notice that he's said his apologies out loud.

All of a sudden, his mind seems to have retaken its consciousness as his cheeks erupt in flame. All he can do is condemn you in his mind for giving him his conciseness back at the worst timing possible, and this time, he makes sure to say it in his mind and not aloud.

In your defense, he wanted to say something. That's why you gave him the privilege of thinking coherently again.

Now, all Jake wants to do is hide himself, but he can't. Not when he's caged by your arms around his waist. He knows his confession should be the last thing he should be worried about. You're literally stroking his hardened cock in your hands while his clothes are disregarded somewhere inside the room, so clearly, he has more things to be embarrassed about. But Jake's mind is getting fuzzy again. Though you've given him the freedom to take action, he's at a loss. With your charm or not, he has somewhat fallen for your game, and with the lustful look you're giving him while you patiently wait for him to gather his thoughts, it's only a matter of time before he loses all control.

"W-What are you?" He squeaks out again like last time just for the sake of talking to you, eyes down at you shyly.

"My poor Jake," You coo, cradling his face in the palm of your hand. "You really are the most innocent thing I've ever seen. I can just eat you whole."

At that, Jake's eyes widen, fear swimming within those pretty doe eyes. He freezes in his spot as his whole body tenses when he hears your laugh echo all throughout the room. It's scary and there's a part of him that knows your words have a possibility of becoming his reality.

Though he's scared of you, there's another part inside him that's egging him on— a part that wants you to kneel down and take his dick inside your mouth again. He thinks it's you, thinks that it's your charm affecting him. However, like you've said, it's been a long time since you clouded his mind, so really, he's just being a massive pervert. But he doesn't need to know that. You'll let him entertain his thoughts and watch him crumble beneath you while still being in denial because you live to see the conflict in a man's eyes.

"D-Do you really… mean that?" He squeaks out, his voice sounding so small as his lips rest in a pout.

"Hmm," You contemplate, and from Jake's point of view, he's at a loss for words because he just doesn't know what to expect from you. You're something out of this world, and it's impossible for a mere human like him to predict your motives. "Do you believe in demons, father? Demons of Lust to be exact."

Gosh, he should've known, if angels existed, so should you. All his life, he prayed for the guidance of angels and saints. If only he knew that all of them were wasted in vain. That just when he thought that he had come one step closer to being a better servant of God, he's here kneeling before a demon who feeds on humans' sexual desires.

Seeing the mortified look on the boy's face, you scoff in amusement. "Did you really think holy water could keep me away from you? May you bathe in a gallon or drink it whole, I will still be able to touch you," You say in a menacing tone. You grip his locks in your hand, forcing him to straighten and meet your eyes. "Consume you at most."

You can feel Jake's body start trembling, and you can only bite your tongue for your stupidity. You didn't intend to scare him with facts, so you take the liberty and tuck his face into your neck, telling him to take a deep breath so that your scent can cloud his mind once again. Immediately, his body starts to relax, and his mouth opens wide to get more of the air mixed with you inside his body. You let him repeat the same actions for minutes, letting him calm himself down, and to your surprise, you felt him start placing open mouth kisses on your neck soon after.

Jake's plush lips against your neck, mixed with the airy moans he's letting out while you caress his head, make Jake hum in delight, mouth still pressed against the side of your neck.

"So… pretty." He looks at the skin with clouded eyes, cock twitching when he looks at the saliva that coats the skin that he had just kissed and sucked. You can't help but hum in satisfaction as you feel the boy start grinding his boner against your thigh, and you let him do whatever he wants. His dick is painfully hard against your skin, and knowing that he's now under your control, your hole starts begging again.

His hips rock against your thigh, and you feel him pick up the pace as time goes by— probably getting a feel of his orgasm. The volume of Jake's moans starts to heighten, and you let him use your thigh as a surface to get off on, humming every now and then whenever he looks at you with eyes that seemed as if he was begging, pleading for any sort of validation and climax.

"I- I… Something's—" He says, cutting himself off when a particular thrust becomes a little too pleasurable. "I… Should I keep going? I feel like… I'm going to— to pee myself."

Fuck

Of course, he doesn’t know what an orgasm is. He’s an innocent boy. How can he know such a sinful thing?

The boy has probably never experienced dick relief in his entire life and has probably woken up in the middle of the night with a wet patch in his boxers. Did he think he peed himself? That’s so adorable. However, there’s not a doubt in your body that the boy oozes sex appeal without even having any sort of experience in the field.

He has probably never masturbated in his life, has he? This is probably his first time humping anything, and the thought alone makes you swoon.

Cooing, you pat the top of his head to show your affection, pouting in mockery due to how innocent and cute the boy is.

You bunch up his hair in your hands, and seeing him look at you with hooded eyes turns you wicked. His mouth is open, moans easily, spilling out now that his orgasm is nearing. "Let go, Jake. Be a good whore and show me how you look when you cum untouched." You spit out.

Jake audibly gasps when you call him such a name, looking as if he’s been betrayed. You’re treating him with so much care, letting him hump your thigh while you pat his head and yet, you call him a whore?

He’s not a whore. Jake never sleeps around. Hell, Jake has never kissed anyone but his mother, let alone touch a woman like this before. Well, technically, you aren’t a woman woman. You’re a demon. Not human, but still a woman at best, so he’ll count it. Well, not that he’s proud of it— is he?

Why would you call him one? Though he wants to appeal and tell you that he isn't, Jake doesn't get a chance to because just when he was about to peak his orgasm, he suddenly freezes, hearing the door open.

"Hello? Ja—" Standing by the door you’ve purposely left unlocked is a boy wearing the same clothes as Jake. There, he stands frozen at the scene of you and Jake in the corner of the room.

Jake’s back is facing him, giving the stunned boy a nice view of his exposed ass while in between the legs of a woman who has horns on her head and a tail swishing behind her. It’s really an odd sight. Even without the extra anatomy added onto you, it would still be strange, not to mention inappropriate — especially inside a church, a place where they’re supposed to give themselves to Christ. Yet, here the two of you are, having sexual intercourse beside a statue of St. Nicholas— the two of you didn’t notice that, though.

Embarrassed, Jake dives into your neck and hides while his body presses against yours as if he thinks he can mold into you and magically disappear.

"J-Jake? What is…" The boy doesn’t get to utter another word, as before he could even finish his question, you're already darting out a hand, expressing your charm, and letting the boy in question fall under your spell. Jake watches as his friend falls into a dazed trance, half wondering if that's what he looks like right now even though he has stayed somewhat conscious thanks to you, and half not giving a damn.

"Who’s that, Jake?" You whisper at the back of his ear. Your breath tickles him, which results in him cringing further into your body. Cutely, he whines, still embarrassed at being caught.

"That’s Heeseung Hyung." He answers, mumbling against you. "He’s another newly appointed priest, like me."

So, you will be able to fully quench your thirst after such a long time of waiting.

With the fantastic turn of events, you motion for Heeseung to come near both of you. As Heeseung strides towards the both of you, you take Jake's face out of his comfort zone— your neck, as you pull him in for a messy kiss.

It looks rushed and dirty, but you won't have it any other way. From an onlooker's point of view, it looked as if you were trying to eat his face whole with the way your tongue is digging down his throat and how you're sucking so violently on his bottom lip. Your hand crawls down from his waist and all the way down towards the plush skin of his ass, palming and kneading the flesh as you push them into you, guiding them to press onto your clothed vagina.

Jake releases a loud moan into your mouth when he feels your soaked heat, and his mouth opens ajar from the pleasure the mere act of pressing his dick against you gives. Nevertheless, you don't stop your actions and continue to suck on his swollen lips.

Eyeing the boy, Heeseung, with hooded eyes as you continue to feel up Jake's body, you watch as his doll-like eyes begin to cloud even hazier with lust, just like his friend. You're going to have a field day with this town's priests. Where the fuck do they get them? They're all so fucking hot. So, you wonder why they would waste their beauty serving God and not you at some old, run-down shithole?

Never mind that. You can take matters into your own hands. They were born into this belief which means it's easier to sway them, and show them what it feels like to live freely without any bounds.

Sex is amazing, and lust isn't a sin; it's a fucking blessing.

Already, you're in love with Heeseung's eyes. His eyes portray every emotion so vividly. You can see the longing in his eyes as he watches his friend get the majority of your attention, and you can see how he's silently begging for you to order him around.

No more are the innocent priests who knew nothing but to kneel before God. Now, they kneel stark naked before you, worshiping your cunt as you order both of them to eat you out like their lives depended on it. Both of them are intoxicated, and Jake has given up in trying to regain consciousness. Besides, he knows you'll give it to him eventually if he's good. All he wants now is to please you. To hear your praises ringing through the walls.

While you instruct Jake to thrust his tongue inside and around your soaking cunt, you guide Heeseung to place himself above the other as he sucks your clit. Your legs are spread wide, both in order to accommodate the both of them and to make it easier for you to watch them go crazy over the taste of a vagina.

The loud sound of slurping and sucking fills the walls of the storage room, both boys moaning against your pussy at your taste. You're sweet and addictive, it's otherworldly. Neither of them can get enough, as they hardly even make a move to leave your cunt. They're moaning against it, and you doubt either of them would leave anytime soon.

When Heeseung starts sucking and flicking his tongue and Jake thrusts his whole tongue inside your hole, you give them their reward in a form of praise. "The both of you are so fucking good. So innocent and pretty." You hum, swaying Heeseung's hair away from his forehead.

Suddenly, Heeseung pulls away from your grasp and Jake does the same against your vagina. Both of them looked repulsed and confused. You quirk an eyebrow at this, about to ask them what the matter was, before Jake licks his lips clean, saying, "You shouldn't cuss, Miss."

And to add to that, Heeseung says, "God will be angry at you if you say bad words like that."

For the love of Lucifer, can this scene be anymore entertaining? Two innocent men who have served God longer than they have known how to speak, kneeling before a succubus; the very being that encourages them to sin, and they're worried about you cussing.

"Don't worry about me, boys. God already despises me," You say, clicking your tongue as you cup Jake's cheeks in one hand, fingers pressing against his soft skin, making the boy pout. "And I, to him."

"But God forgives everyone, Miss!" Heeseung bursts, leaning his head against your inner thighs before placing a quick kiss against it.

"Not so sure about that. Besides, God should be the least of your worries right now." You dismiss it, already fed up with the topic.

The two look at each other innocently, both tilting their heads as if to ask the other what they should do. They're convinced that you are worthy of forgiveness, seemingly forgetting the fact that you are the reason they're committing a sin. Nonetheless, they dismiss it when neither of them answers, and you watch in delight as the two of them suck and thrust, tail swishing to show them how much you enjoy it.

You insert two fingers in your mouth, coating them with saliva before releasing them with a loud pop. With your other hand, you grip the back of Heeseung's head, dragging him to lay on top of you on all fours while Jake takes control over your pussy.

Once he's well situated on your stomach near your pelvis, you eye your finger, signaling for him to lean in and take it in his mouth. However, it seems as if you forgot that these two are more inexperienced than a newborn sex demon because Heeseung just eyes your fingers in wonder.

"Well, you're just the most adorable thing on earth, aren't you, pretty boy?" You chuckle at yourself after realizing this, and you tap your fingers against his pouty lips. Picking up the signs you throw at him, Heeseung takes your fingers in his mouth, sucking and bobbing his head like how you would suck dick, nodding his head against them to show you that he agrees with your statement.

"Miss~" You hear Jake whine against your cunt before he nips at your clit to show his distaste. "I thought I was your pretty boy?"

"Fuck, Jake." You curse out after seeing Jake's chin and lips practically covered in your juices. Despite the sexual deeds that the three of you have been doing, the two still manage to look impossibly innocent, and somehow, that makes you want to ruin them more.

From where he's sitting, Heeseung listens in on your conversation with his friend. He looks at Jake when he speaks and then back at you when he hears you curse once again. His brows knit together, and his pout is ever so evident, even when your fingers are in between his lips. "Miss!"

He's scolding you, but you're not in any way, shape, or form threatened by it. Instead, you laugh, throwing your head back as you retract your hand from Heeseung's mouth.

You sigh. "The two of you are a dream."

However, Heeseung isn't one to back down, as is Jake. Their stare at you is relentless, expecting you to apologize for using such vulgar language towards them. Neither of them can take the fact that a pretty creature like you, who's satisfying them with this new found feeling, is using such horrid words. So, now, as if they're on their last straw— they aren't— they ask you to apologize.

You roll your eyes at the two of them and scoff out a simple "Sorry." And just like clockwork, Jake goes back to work on eating you out while Heeseung leans his face close to yours, asking for a kiss.

You let out a satisfied hum as the two of you start making out. It's slow and quite sensual— the complete opposite of what you and Jake were doing prior. This is new, and you didn't think you were going to be into it, but alas, you find out something new every day, don't you?

Hunched over as he kisses you, Heeseung's dick lays heavy and angry against your stomach, twitching from time to time as you feel beads of precum escaping his head. You reach over and grab it in your hands, slowly jerking him off.

It takes the boy by surprise, making him gasp into the kiss in shock as he lurches forward. "W-What are you do— Ohh."

His body writhes in pleasure, and it takes him a few seconds to regain the ability to resume his kiss with you. You don't mind though; you're happy to see his reaction just by you pumping his dick at such a lazy pace.

Innocent.

So. Fucking. Innocent.

You have no idea whether you should damn their parents to heaven— since hell is your personal paradise— for making such handsome men and giving them no education when it came to sexual acts or be grateful. Just realizing how pure these two are makes a gush of arousal surge out of your vagina, and Jake is quick to lay his tongue flat against your skin and lick it up.

After a while of continuing the same agenda on repeat, you finally deem the time appropriate. Honestly, your cunt has been dripping more than it usually does during feeding— granted, some of the liquid is actually Jake's saliva. Well, it's understandable since there's two gorgeous men on top of you.

Initially, you had wanted to prolong all of this, but your patience is running thin and your hole is literally clenching around nothing. It's only a matter of time before you're begging for one of them to put their dicks in you, but thankfully, they cave in first.

"Miss," Jake calls out, lifting his face momentarily from your vagina, only to rub his nose against your clit affectionately before murmuring a choked, "My… thing... it hurts so bad."

Hearing his friend confess gives Heeseung the courage to do the same, choking out a plea as he nods his head in agreement. Both of them look at you with those pretty eyes, and you immediately agree— not that you were going to deny them either way.

The bambi is obedient when it comes to your orders, as when you pat Heeseung's butt, telling him to stand up so you can lift yourself off of the table, he obeys, cutely climbing off of you. Now, both of them are standing, waiting for your instructions. Both their dicks look painfully erect, twitching as they hang in the air while they watch your naked figure hop off of the table.

You try to hide your need for the two boys as you feign it by arching your back, making it so that your chest is pressed onto the air while your butt rises, showing them your unrealistic curves. Your body, like any demon of lust, is something that's unachievable— like purity. It's an act, a tool used to bait their prey. Naturally, the more one looks at it, the further they go down the rabbit hole, hardly ever seen again until you free them from their cages.

Your body is exuding an absurd amount of your scent and charm. It intoxicated the two boys, making them hornier than they initially were. With just that, the boys are put under a lustful spell, and it's Jake who breaks composure first— not that you think Heeseung was doing any better seeing as he's eyeing his dick with curiosity, wondering why the fuck it was twitching so much. Neither of the boys could comprehend what was happening— one, because they were put under your spell, and two, because this has never happened before.

Heeseung could remember a time when he accidentally brushed his hand against his own bulge one time when it was erect, but he was immediately caught by his father. Needless to say, Heeseung was scheduled for an endless lecture at church and a whipping from his father while he prayed the bible by the poor young boy's hunched body on the ground. But with Heeseung's mind severely clouded with lust, all he could think about was sex and relief. As Heeseung eyes his dick with wide eyes, he wonders what it is that he should do to relieve the pain that it's causing. That's when he remembers what you did to him just a while ago—the way your hands felt so good on his dick and how noise after noise brought up by pleasure formed in his throat. He wonders, will it be the same if he did it to himself? Is he allowed to?

Warily and with shaking hands, he taps his head as an experiment, causing him to suddenly jolt and whine loudly as he pouts.

Hearing him, you quickly turn and smirk at the sight of both of them trying to get some relief without your proper guidance. They're just innocent little babies to you. Food that has somewhat turned you soft. They know jack shit about sex and they clearly know even less when it came to masturbating. So, you watch with amused eyes as Jake eventually falls to his feet and starts touching his dick but fails to get the same relief he wanted. From the looks of it, he's either squeezing too hard or too soft, and the way he's touching himself looks rather awkward. He's shaking his dick for some reason, but again, what were you expecting?

As a cocky smirk remains splattered across your lips, you make your way towards Jake's helpless figure. You place your feet on top of his whole erection, pressing a bit harder than usual just because you felt playful.

"Aww, poor Jakey can't get rid of his boner." You say this mockingly while stepping on his dick. The action causes the boy to throw his head back with a strangled groan. His hands snap to clutch onto your ankle, but like before, you aren't fazed. Instead, you dig the soles of your feet harder into him, toes rubbing his head.

When Jake realizes that what you're doing is helping him relieve the tense feeling in his private area, the hand on your ankle that was supposedly there to pull it off begins holding it in place instead.

You grin in hilarity as you watch Jake start grinding on your feet, sighing dreamily at the sight of him raising his hips to roll it onto your heel.

"What am I going to do to a dog like you, father?" You ask after a particularly loud moan leaves his lips. "When the townsfolk see how much of a slutty bitch their pastor is, do you think they'd laugh?"

"I-I… Uhm," He answers, feeling confused as to why the sound of you calling him by the title "father" arouses him so much. He isn't even able to complete his sentence, and he doesn't even try to remember what he had planned to say. All he can focus on is your skin on his penis and nothing else. Jakes' eyebrows knit together, his mouth still open as a whimper slips past it; however, the boy doesn't stop thrusting into your feet. He's even going as far as to rub your mid met onto the underside of his dick.

"You'd like that, won't you?" You scoff out, putting a large amount of weight onto the foot that's on Jake's cock. "Wanna make them hear how much of a slut you've turned into just for some quick relief."

The boy screams loudly, and you're sure someone from the other side of the door can hear him, but he's too far gone to care. In fact, he even nods at you in agreement. "Y-Yes!"

"Miss," You hear Heeseung call out to you with a whiny voice that resembles a child who wants attention. "Me too, please."

"I'm sorry, honey." Apologizing to him, you pull your feet away from Jake, making him sob as all the pleasure and attention he was receiving got taken away in an instant. He watches with jealous eyes as you cradle Heeseung's face in your hands before kissing his friend's pouty lips.

"Come here, Jakey."

If Jake's being honest, he doesn't know which is his favorite name to be called; Jake, or baby. In truth, the boy really doesn't mind which one you choose to use. He loves all of them. Each one elicits a different reaction from him, but ultimately, all of them make his stomach flutter.

So, he obeys you devotedly but enviously shoves Heeseung to the side, taking his place in front of you. Jake leans into you, quickly attaching his lips to yours in need. The essence of your vagina is on every inch of his tongue, lips, and it's spread across the whole validity of his lower face. When Jake puts his tongue shyly inside your mouth, you taste yourself, and you can't help but moan.

The boy has been eating you for minutes, and there hasn't been a single complaint thrown. You're even surprised his muscle hasn't strained, and that just proves to you how they've been on the wrong end of the spectrum their whole upbringing.

While Jake's lips stay glued to yours, your hands reach out for the other, fully knowing that he has a pout across his porcelain face for being pushed aside and neglected. You pull him towards you, and he gasps when his cock touches your wet mound. Feeling your slick walls hit a part of his dick, Heeseung can't help but beg for you to do something— anything, because at this point, his penis has been tense for so long, he feels like his testicles are about to implode.

You've touched Jake so much, pressed your feet against him, and he's watched you kiss the boy so much, yet all you've done to him is a quick makeout session and a pump on his dick at a languid pace. He wants to come, and he wants you to give it to him.

"P-Please, Miss. I can't take it anymore!"

Halting your kiss but not pulling away entirely, smirk against Jake's lips as you eye Heeseung, who's on your side.

"Yeah? What do you want, father?" You ask in a teasing manner, and Heeseung has to swallow the embarrassing groan in his throat upon hearing you call him that.

"My penis is hurting so much, Miss. Please do something." He says desperately before whining when he sees the way Jake is feeling your body up. "And why is he touching you like that?! I-I can do better!"

"You can?" You say with your eyebrows raised as you pull away from Jake, amused by his sudden outburst, that you can't help but chuckle.

"Yes, I-I can!"

You feel Jake scoff against your lips, and you only roll your eyes at their behavior, but there's a sense of underlying amusement for the situation at hand. You're not at all phased by their childish actions. You're actually quite impressed by how much of their personalities they're showing you. Both of them are extremely envious, and both seek attention from you constantly. You're not sure if this is how they act on a daily basis. The horniness is definitely not something ordinary, but you wonder if there's a hidden part of them that's tempted to sin. Jealousy is a dangerous thing, but it doesn't seem to be much of their concern.

"All right then." You announce, guiding Heeseung to sit on a leather-clad chair while the other stays standing behind you.

Heeseung tries to fight it in himself to squirm and whine as he watches you sit on his lap, back facing him. Your arousal drenched cunt slides along his whole cock, covering his whole length with your juices.

On the other hand, sitting on top of Heeseung's dick and lap lets you come face to face with Jake's hard dick. As you look up at him, you see him eyeing the small gap between the tip of his penis and your mouth, remembering the time a while ago when it was inside it. It was euphoric, and no pleasure could equal it. Seeing your mouth stuffed with his dick and you unable to speak as you mumble and hum across his whole length makes Jake's dick visibly twitch, afterwards leaking a thick streak of precum.

Your eyes follow the way it trickles down towards the underside of his dick, watching as it runs down and stains the pulsating veins against his length. Feeling your composure running thin and unable to hold yourself back, you open your mouth, sticking your tongue out, and pressing it against the base of his cock. The tip of your wet muscle presses against his balls as you hold his dick up with one hand, and when you trail your tongue across the trail of precum it left up to his sensitive head, Jake lets out a loud moan in pleasure, his breathing already turning ragged.

"You ready, boys?" A sinister smirk forms across your lips as you ask him this, momentarily looking over your shoulder. When you and Heeseung make eye contact, the boy suddenly turns shy. Heeseung bites his lips cutely, his deer-like eyes looking up at you as per usual as he nods.

Right on cue, the church bells start ringing, signaling that the mass will soon begin. But your boys take no action to move, and somehow, this makes your chest start swelling with glee, making you feel very eager to have them inside you.

Although oblivious to the exact details of your question, Heeseung and Jake nodded nonetheless. You make quick work lining Heeseung's tip onto your salivating hole, and Heeseung's hands shakily grip your hips as he watches you sink down on his whole length in one go, his dick disappearing into your wet mound.

Unable to keep silent, Heeseung moans aloud and throws his head back when the pleasure hits him harder than a truck. Even though it's only his cock that's inside you, it feels as if his whole body is being sent into a flame, and automatically, he's getting hotter and sweatier. All he wants is for you to move, anticipating how much pleasure he'll receive, but you don't, and he's only left disappointed.

"Miss~" He whines drunkenly, his eyes closing as he pleads. "Please, move."

"My, my," You coo, body twisting so you can hook your arms across his shoulder momentarily. You lean your head close to him, bumping your nose against his pointed one as you ask him a question affectionately. "Getting impatient?"

"Yes." He answers with no hint of shyness at all.

Finding his desperation adorable, you coo, pulling Heeseung's face towards you, making your lips clash as you start moving your hips slowly on top of his dick. As a result, Heeseung starts to moan into your mouth; a gust of his breath goes inside your mouth, and you swallow it.

"Does that feel good?" You bite Heeseung's lip as the two of you kiss, and he whimpers into your mouth, gripping your hips tighter when he feels your insides clench around his dick. "I bet it does, doesn't it?"

Heeseung groans and hums against your mouth, the way his body lurches forward doing nothing but affirming you as it makes you press your back against his wide chest further.

While the two of you proceed to make out, Jake watches the two of you, and his mouth starts to salivate. His dick is uncontrollably moving in the air, jolting every so often when he zeroes in on the sight of Heeseung's slick coated dick being inserted in and out of your pussy. Jake can see the way it's shining with your juice, the light hitting just right for it to become visible.

Eventually, you look at Jake and watch with pity as he continues to watch in hunger while you fuck Heeseung. He isn't even making a move to touch himself like last time, just feeling too captivated by the way his friend's dick looks at the moment to care about satisfying his own body.

Continuing to move your hip at the same punishing pace, you pull away from the deer-like boy. For a moment, Heeseung chases your lips until it eventually goes far from his reach. He was about to start complaining before you take him by surprise by suddenly starting to circle your hips across his lap, and he suddenly throws his head back due to the new angle.

Wanting to give your other boy attention, you reach for Jake's thighs, wrapping them across the hard muscle before you pull him towards you. You pull him until his dick is pressed against your lips, planting a small kiss on his head before taking him inside your mouth.

Jake gasps once he feels your warm mouth around his aching length, his body stilling from surprise. His eyes are closed, but his mouth stays open as he releases a whimper, feeling your sharp nails dragging alongside his thighs, leaving more marks.

Just then, you make the move to bottom out on both holes. You sink yourself fully onto Heeseung's dick, both of your thighs pressing firmly against each other. As for Jake and your mouth, you press your palms across the plush skin of Jake's ass before pushing his hips into your mouth, making it so that your nose touches his happy trail and his dick hits against the back of your throat.

Both boys release a loud, satisfactory moan in unison, feeling their dicks hit the farthest they can inside both holes.

Though your gag reflex is completely non-existent and you're incapable of feeling that sensation, you gag fakely around Jake's dick, fully knowing that the vibrations caused by your throat wrapped around his dick and the contractions would give him complete bliss. At the same time, you grip his hips and start guiding him to thrust into your mouth, and with time, he soon gets the memo that you're telling him to fuck your face. Now, without the guidance of your hands, you take Jake's dick in your throat, completely pliant, as you leave him to thrust his hips desperately, ignoring the bruises it'll leave on the roof of your mouth after he's done with you.

"Mhm," He hums breathlessly while he watches your mouth stuffed with his cock. "'Looks so pretty right now with my penis inside your mouth, Miss."

Cute, he's still using the word penis when referring to the dick that's covered in your saliva.

Unable to talk, all you do is nod, his dick following your motions, and he throws his head back again and moans as per routine.

On the other hand, Heeseung's chest rises and falls as he leans breathlessly against the backrest. He watches the way his dick disappears when your ass and his pelvis collide, completing the action with a loud smack due to how hard you're going down on his lap. There's no stopping you, and believe me, Heeseung doesn't want you to ever stop either, because if something gets in the way of him finally achieving relief, he'll cry.

There's something about corrupting a virgin that drives you on—however, having two at once makes everything ten times more arousing: the idea of destroying someone's innocence to the point where reality becomes a blur to them. Both their thought processes are the same: God above everything, though you're sure that'll change soon enough. Now, they're desperate for sex. Their innocence mixed with the lust shining in their eyes is adorable, and you have no doubt that if you lose control now, you're going to cum first, and that has never happened before.

At one point, Jake's precum on your tongue gets too addictive, and you're left yearning for more. So, you work harder and try to perform better than you already were just to get more out of him.

Jake's hips halt when you take your mouth off of him and wrap both of your slender hands around the whole of his dick. You roll your palm against his head before gripping his dick a bit harder against your hand, sliding it down, and watching as the saliva that coats Jake's dick stretches and breaks with the distance. Your hand turns against his length as you push his hot head inside your puffy lips, providing Jake with the utmost amount of pleasure, absentmindedly slowing your motions against Heeseung's dick until they come to a full stop.

With your mind focused solely on his friend, Heeseung is desperate to continue his journey towards satisfaction. So, he experimentally thrusts his hips up into you, repeating the action when you moan against Jake's dick and shake your ass for him to continue.

As Heeseung continues his assault against your cunt, you continue to suck Jake off, your actions speeding up when you notice the clear signs of his peak pleasure surfacing; his breath becomes staggered, his whole body is tensed, and both his hands desperately pull on your hair, guiding you to move your lips against his dick. Jake's brows are knit together, and his bottom lip is caught between his teeth, however, this does little to nothing when it comes to concealing his moaning pleas.

For a brief moment, you take his head out of your mouth. "You close, baby—" You ask, but the wind gets knocked out of your chest when he takes you by surprise, pulling your head to take all of his dick in one fast motion.

"Ah!" Jake hisses and his whole body quivers as shots of his hot cum paints your throat and mouth, hips stuttering as he thrusts into you to ride off his orgasm. A long, dragged out moan comes out of Jake's mouth, and you hum against his length, not minding the fact that he just cut you off nor the fact that you feel the roof of your tongue sting because of the bruises that he's left.

Just then, you hear the pastor in charge of leading the mass start preaching about the importance of maintaining one's innocence and how, as subjects of Christ, we must not falter and surrender to evil. The volume of his voice heightens, stressing each statement so as to convince the town folk, who are unaware of the events that are taking place within these holy grounds.

You gasp to catch some air when Jake's dick finally retracts from your mouth, looking up at him through your lashes and sticking your tongue out.

"W-Where did it…?" His question halts when he realizes that you've downed all his semen, afterwards whining at you, finding it incredibly hot.

Suddenly, you feel the boy behind you dig his nails deep into your hips, leaving crescent marks. You look over your shoulder to see Heeseung, who's desperately thrusting into you, trying to reach his own high. The pleading look on his face combined with the way you feel his large dick hit up until your belly button makes you lurch forward, almost falling down if it weren't for Jake, who dashingly catches you.

As he steadies you, Jake gets down on his knees and takes you aback. You groan afterwards when you see him dart his tongue to lick at your slit, Heeseung's dick still pounding into you. It all feels too good: Heeseung behind you hammering his dick up inside you, and Jake on his knees, pretty eyes closed as he savors your taste.

From time to time, Jake's tongue hits Heeseung's dick when the boy pulls his length out, and you feel your own high approaching like a storm. It's coming fast, and it's going to hit both you and Heeseung so hard. Your body is coiling, a hand tangled in Jake's raven hair, and he opens his eyes to show you those adorable irises while the other wraps around Heeseung's neck, dragging him close so you can look at both of them.

Pleadingly, Jake's eyes stay locked with yours, and it's as if both of the boys got the memo that your high is approaching without you announcing it. Their movements become rougher. The palm of Heeseung's hands plants itself on the chair and uses it as leverage to lift himself off. His other arm stays preoccupied, wrapping itself across your stomach to guide you up and down his dick while he jackhammers it inside you. You thank him by attaching your lips against his neck. Gratefully, you leave your mark, now claiming the two of them as your very own.

Jake wraps his plump lips all over your bud, his tongue harshly flicking against it, and it all makes your head spin, head retracting from Heeseung's neck to momentarily throw it back in pleasure. "The both of you are going to drive me insane."

It all hits you at once; Heeseung's cum painting your walls, Jake's pornographically loud moan, and your orgasm that knocks all the breath out of your lungs.

You've never came this hard before, and it's a whole new experience that you greedily want to have again. Amazingly, Heeseung doesn't stop thrusting into you just yet, and neither does Jake. They're both learning so fast, and it just shows more evidence to your theory that both boys were born into the wrong world. But there's no need to fret, you're here to save them and re-sort them, bring them yourself towards where they truly belong, with you.

By the time it finishes, you hear the loud echoes of the churchgoers' cheers and claps. You realize that the mass is over and that this whole scene happened within the span of an hour.

Heeseung pants as you gently lift yourself off to take his dick out of you, chuckling when you hear him hiss once his length leaves the warmth of your insides. "So cold. Wanna go back inside."

"Back off, Hyung. It's supposed to be my turn." Jake calls out, which makes both of your heads turn. Your brows raise in shock and amazement, realizing the reason for Jake's loud moan was because he jerked himself off and came on his hand.

When he sees your eyes fixate themselves on his abs and dick, both covered in his own lustful fluid, Jake's sulk falters. He grows shy, and his blush only grows even more feverish, his lips pouting as he shies away from your gaze.

As you stand up, you grab Jake's hand, guiding him down to sit next to Heeseung so he can rest. You hunch down, facing both of them as you cup their faces in the palms of your hands. They watch in a trance as your face consorts to one that portrays pure mischief, and a mix of adrenaline and excitement spreads across their chest. For some odd reason, there's no hint of fear anymore, only the greed to see what's yet to come. You guide both their heads to press against each other, blushy cheeks squeezing.

The both of them look up at you as you watch their naked bodies side by side, your mark of ownership shining dimly in purple light. "There's no need to rush. We have all the time we need in hell."

And surprisingly, neither of them is opposed to your idea.

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j4ysfreckles · 11 months

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you just did a jake one but i just think that puppy jake. and he gets left at home by himself all day and gets sad and pouty but y/n comes home to give him some much needed attention 🫶😁 in more ways than one ahahaha

i 🩷 puppy jake🫶

warnings: hybrid jake, breeding

he would be so so pouty and whiny omg and would make you feel so bad for leaving him home alone while you were at work.

say you left at 9 am. all day long you would receive calls and texts from jake asking, "when are you coming home?" and "i miss you," "it's so quiet here." he definitely knows your work schedule, but he just wanted your attention.

eventually, though, after a little while he stops contacting you. you understand why when you get home around 6pm and find him curled up on your side of the bed, nose stuck in a sweater of yours. his soft ears perked up in your direction when you crossed through the threshold.

his ears gave him away. he was awake. he was definitely trying to pretend to be asleep but you knew jake. it became even more obvious when his tail started wagging. he was still pretending to be sleeping though, which was funny.

"puppy, i'm home," you said. his ears twitched toward you but he didn't respond.

"jake i know you're awake. your body is kind of betraying you right now," you pointed out as you gestured toward his still wagging tail.

he finally turned over in defeat, but didn't make eye contact with you.

"you were gone for so long," he pouted.

"i'm sorry baby but you know i have to work," you replied. he just nodded as you sat down next to him on the bed.

his tail was lightly hitting your knee. he was still glad to see you even if he was a little bit sad.

"is there anything i can do to make it up to you?" you asked him while placing a hand on his head to pet between his ears. he shrugged, still attempting to act a bit cold towards you. you knew what would make him feel better, and if he wasn't going to request it then you would.

"how about i let you breed me, jakey?" you suggested in an innocent tone.

when your words fell on his ears he scrambled to sit up with a huge smile on his face. "really?" he asked, tail wagging much more aggressively now. it made you giggle a little bit. he's cute.

"yeah, i want you to fill me with your puppies. but only if you want to..." you teased.

"yes! yes i want to!"

you didn't let him breed you very often so when you did it was a real treat for him.

he stuffed you full of his cum for hours that night. after that, he wasn't sad anymore.

LOL okay so i might have to write an extended version of this with the actual smut written out, i just wasn't prepared to do it right now. so lmk if you want the full thing!! but puppy jake is so insanely needy and sweet i can't help but give him everything he wants :(

#enhypen smut #enhypen hard hours #sim jaeyun #sim jake #jake smut #sub!jake #sub!enhypen #enhypen hybrid

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heartandfangs · 2 years

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LEATHER & PLAID.

GENRE Roommates AU, Sub!Jake, Dom!Reader, Heavy Smut, One-shot

PAIRING f!Reader x Jake/Jaeyun

WARNINGS 18+ ONLY, BDSM, Cursing, Relationship insecurities, Light nipple play, Teasing, Edging, Bondage, Handjob, Pegging, Sex toys, Light degradation, Light choking, Crying, Aftercare, m!Receiving, Established relationship

WORD COUNT 3.8k

SUMMARY Jake– your ever mischievous, needy other half– quickly pulls you past the threshold you’ve yet to cross in your shared world of intimacy and hands over the tools you need to take him under. It's a world neither of you is entirely familiar with, but Jake is more than willing to step off the edge and fall into the abyss, so long as you're there to meet him at the end of it.

AUTHOR'S NOTE Well, it's about time I write a sub Jake fic. ✨ I hope you enjoy it, I know some of you out there will appreciate it!

I'm over the moon that it's the weekend AND THAT THE BOYS ARE FINALLY COMING BACK 🫠 The concepts look insane, and I'm still processing those crazy ass photos. They're all gorgeous and Jaeyun looks like an absolute doll 🙂🤚 The attack is RELENTLESS. I'M LITERALLY TEARING UP.

Also, I'm thinking of making this fic part of a sub series for the hyung line, so I’m gauging interest in it from you all since IOU is ongoing. I wanted to also say thank you for all the new followers and messages, I've been busy but I'm going through them today! As always, like/reblog this fic and leave me some feedback if you enjoyed it. 🖤⚰️

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Keep yourself hard for me by the time I come back– but don't you dare come.

The last text Jake received from you was from ten minutes ago, presumably before you started driving back home from work to where he desperately awaited you.

With one hand pumping his angry red cock, and the other hand shoved up his plaid shirt, toying with his nipples, Jake prayed you'd reach him in time.

It felt like for the past weeks– not that you noticed– he'd been suppressing the symptoms of his deep ache for you. It was the kind of ache that spread to every nerve of his body, consuming his thoughts and spurring him to take such daring risks.

So sue him for breaking down and sending you those clips of him during your work hours. They did their job, although he figured you'd be angry since they hampered your ability to do yours.

Jake would argue that it was for neglecting him the entire week, and maybe even the week before… but even if you hadn't, he probably would've pulled that same shit anyway.

Which one made you snap? The audio clip of him explicitly describing how he was beating his cock while smothering himself with the scent of your sheets? Or maybe the video of him slipping the diamond plug from his hole that he'd nestled into himself earlier, seeing him all pink and puckered, clenching around nothing?

Whichever it might've been, Jake was more than willing to risk it all, anticipating his tortuous release at your hands.

It had to be by you– only you.

The click of the apartment door being opened and the harsh clacking of your heels echoing off the walls had Jake thrumming with excitement. Your arrival was a record time, and he was beyond relieved you made it home safe, but he felt a bit guilty about it being at the expense of your safety. He would have to make up for the weight on his conscience, amongst other things.

Jake hiked his plaid shirt over the planes of his flushed chest and pushed back his dark bangs from his eyes, hoping to look as enticing as possible when you walked through that bedroom door.

Just as the door swung open, a shaky moan slipped from his mouth while he canted his hips up in the air. He was teasing his thumb over his slit, back and forth in the most delicious manner, the damp skin of his stomach illuminated by the warm lighting of your bedside lamp.

Somehow, seeing you dressed in your elegant noir suit accented with gold plated jewelry– eyes sharp with liner, glaring down at him– intimidated him in ways he hadn't expected. Everything about your attire displayed power; one day, he'd have to pay you a surprise visit at work that included taking you out to lunch and convincing you to take an extended break time with him in that fancy company lounge.

Today, he'd make you come to him.

You crossed your arms over your chest. "Not only did you make me cut my work day short, but you chose my room to make a mess in?"

"I missed you," Jake dragged his veined hand up the planes of his abs then over his nipples, the other still wrapped around his length," Please, I'm so hard– couldn't wait 'till tonight."

With a shake of your head, you scrutinized him.

"I see that patience is still something we need to work on with you. You know better."

"Everyone cuts their Friday short anyways; I'll definitely make it worth your while. My cock's drooling so much for you..."

"Quit touching yourself," you warned, "Take your clothes off, then kneel on the bed."

Jake stared at you.

So you still wanted him?

"Don't make me wait."

Delighted, Jake shot up from the bed and pulled his plaid long sleeve off, discarding it onto a nearby chair; his jeans followed.

Nothing about you gave yourself away while watching him with such a stoic expression. You merely multiplied his sense of vulnerability tenfold, heart beating out of his chest as he obediently kneeled on your plush bed covers.

You crossed your arms and let him shift in discomfort under your gaze, his lean physique and arousal entirely on display for you.

"Show me what you were playing with in that video you sent me, Jake."

Blushing deeply, Jake leaned back onto his palms and spread his legs to reveal the diamond-encrusted toy plugged between his cheeks.

Intrigued, you kneeled onto the bed and reached out to trace the edges of the glistening diamond laid into black silicone.

"Huh, I didn't know you liked these sort of toys."

"It came in a set," He glanced up at you hopefully, teeth tugging on his bottom lip while your eyes widened, "And this plug vibrates if you hold down the diamond, but I haven't tried it yet because I wanted to wait to try it with you."

It irritated you to imagine Jake stuffing himself with his fingers alone each night for who knows how long just so the toy could fit properly. You gripped the edge of the toy and tugged on it slightly, curious as to how big it was.

Jake moaned softly, his cock twitching against his abdomen as his body automatically fought to keep it inside of him.

"Sorry," He tried to calm himself with several deep breaths until the plug finally popped out.

It was covered in his wetness and was in the form of a slim silicone tip; it rounded out a bit wider only to taper at the base. Its girth and length weren't as large as Jake's, but you were impressed he managed to use it on his own.

You slid it back inside of him so begrudgingly slow that Jake had to bite down a whimper. It was a little mesmerizing seeing how his hole stretched and accommodated the size.

So sexy.

You wanted to eat him up right then and there.

Licking your lips, you asked, "What else have you been hiding from me?"

Jake inclined his chin towards your feet where an inconspicuous black gift bag you failed to notice before sat. Raising a brow at him, you picked it up and set it on the bed, reaching inside to inspect the contents.

The first object you pulled out was a set of leather wrist cuffs and straps to be tethered to a bed frame; the second was thigh slings, padded on the inside and attached to a neck cushion along with straps to bind its wearer without the use of furniture.

A slight smirk graced your face at the choice, but your expression morphed into one of complete shock when you took out a lace strap-on.

It had an attractive onyx-colored dildo attached to it, not entirely phallic but rather a more streamlined sophisticated shape; it was curved and relatively slender– even pretty. Considering it would be Jake's first time, it might've been out of character for him to have gone all out on a nine-inch monster dildo instead.

So long as it was something he was comfortable with. Regardless, he sure didn't skimp on the quality of these purchases. You slid your grip along the glossy, dark surface, finding it to your taste.

"Just be honest with me if you don't want to try it," Jake blurted out, shaky eyes roving over your face, unable to endure your silence.

With one hand, you unbuttoned your blazer and shrugged it off, leaving you in a black silk camisole and impeccably pressed slacks.

"As if I'll let you off the hook for interrupting my work schedule." You took up the leather restraints and leaned over Jake, who looked both terrified and in awe– and yet, he relinquished all control to you.

Figuring out which limbs were supposed to go where came easy to you, and soon enough, you had Jake bound underneath you on his back, legs folded at the knees with the restraints supporting his bare thighs. The slings were connected to the padded cushion tucked behind his neck, and his wrists were cuffed over his head, anchored to the bed with just enough slack.

Although you didn't have first-hand experience with these toys, you had researched them in the past out of curiosity, which definitely helped. However, you were still wrapping your head around that Jake approached you about this first and not the other way around.

Checking to make sure his restraints weren't overly tight, you slipped two fingers beneath the ones at his wrist.

"Too tight, baby?"

"No, I love it," He admitted breathlessly.

Jake never looked more delectable to you at that moment.

"Listen closely, I have some rules to lay down," Jake nodded eagerly for you to continue, "I'm not allowing you to come until I say so. I'm going to tease you, edge you– and maybe fuck you if you're good. But you need to earn it, and I'm the only one who determines whether or not you have."

You tipped Jake's chin up towards you, "Understood?"

"Yes, ma'am," he replied, sounding almost in a trance.

"Good," You nodded and sat back to admire your handiwork and his gorgeous body.

During the whole process, Jake had only grown more aroused at your slight rough handling, panting and twitching non-stop at your touches. Little did you realize that he was taking you in with complete adoration the entire time.

Jake was spread so prettily for you; his pre-cum dribbled from his tip down his swollen balls, spilling over the diamond plug onto your sheets. The deep flush in his cheeks spread across his skin in an all-consuming heat. He was even perspiring beneath his bangs, and you hadn't even started.

"I think you need a safeword, Jaeyun."

"Plaid," he replied immediately, as though he were just waiting for you to ask.

Of course.

You regarded Jake fondly while running the tips of your nails up the underside of his cock, making him mewl.

"Let's play."

Undoing your lover was always a pleasure to undertake.

"Oh Jaeyun," you drawled, sweetly twisting the soaked tip of his cock and then letting go just in time for his hips to desperately chase your touch– just to receive no reprieve. It was a sick cycle he'd been enduring for the past half hour. "I didn't think you could get any wetter."

You watched Jake's brows furrow, how he dropped his head back against your mattress in frustration, but his moans were all too telling of the immense pleasure he was experiencing.

"Please, ___, keep rubbing my cock," Jake whined.

You were still dressed from head to toe, and he should've felt mortified at being utterly nude in such a compromising situation, but he wasn't. He loved every bit of your attention and lived for it— he wasn't sure how he survived on days without you nearby.

But at this very moment, having you next to him didn't feel like enough. He wanted to be intoxicated by you and completely filled to the brim, unsure of where your body started and where his ended, breathing you in, feeling you, tasting you.

Did you feel the same at all?

Now, as you smugly traced the veins along his pulsing cock when all he wanted was for you to fist him until he was spent in every sense of the word.

"Think you've earned it already?"

"Yes— please!"

Admittedly, Jake had been a trooper up 'till now, but it was clear his endurance was dwindling, so you decided to turn things up a notch. Your thumb found the diamond button of the plug between his legs, and you held it down until it came alive inside him with a deep buzz.

"Fuuuck! Oh my god," Jake slurred, eyes fluttering.

You scratched down the dips of his pelvis teasingly, only to take his balls into your hand and knead them thoroughly, "That feels good, huh, baby boy?"

"Yes, yes— fuck, it feels like my insides are melting! Wait—"

You swiftly pulled the plug out of him, and he jerked harshly against his restraints with a groan, the luxurious straps digging into his beautiful tan skin.

"I want to play with you next time, Jaeyun. Don't hide these things from me anymore. Don't be shy to tell me what you want when you want it, when it's the right time, of course. Timing is everything, baby–", You gave a sharp slap to his balls, causing him to yelp, "– As I'm sure you're coming to understand."

"Yes, I do," He choked out as you swiped his damp hair from his forehead.

"We'll see about that."

Jake watched you slide your middle and ring finger past your lips to soak them with saliva, then press them past his tight ring of muscle. His toes curled at the welcome intrusion of your fingers, pleas devolving into lovely, incoherent noises. He was wonderfully tight, but you imagined he'd be even tighter if he hadn't prepared himself with that plug.

"Good, Jaeyun. Let me in," You urged when he tensed while you added a third finger to rub against his warm, plush insides. Leaning over his muscular torso, you caught his nipple between your teeth and gave it a light tug.

Jake bucked his hips against your stomach in a panic, his insides clenching around your fingers, wrists straining against the handcuffs. "Ahhh, fuck, I can't. I can't—"

"Shhh," You hushed, swiping your tongue over his abused nipple, the pads of your fingers searching against his walls for that sweet spot, "You can do it, baby; control yourself."

How the hell was Jake supposed to hold on when you were knuckle deep inside of him, torturing his nipples?

Every little thing you bestowed on him made him feel like he was in a dream, a pure fantasy that only someone of his depraved nature could've thought up. But he fought to meter his reactions the best he could because here you were, playing this game, indulging the darkest parts of himself.

Jake was tested when you curled your fingers against his sensitive prostate, and every nerve in his body lit up, making him feel like he was about to lose it all.

That was until you mercilessly gripped the base of his dick and kept him from coming— to his utter dismay.

He was left with no choice but to writhe beneath you, long-awaited pleasure slipping from his grasp like sand when you removed your fingers from his body and stepped away.

"No, no, no! Don't stop— ___, fuck me," he begged.

The emptiness you left Jake with was distressing; at this point, he wanted some part of you moving inside him, your tongue, your fingers– Anything, anything, anything.

"Learn to display some patience, or I just might leave you there tied up for the rest of the night."

Jake made pathetic noises of opposition in response.

Feeling your arousal soak through your trousers, you stripped out of your clothes and heels before stepping into the lace harness. Your pussy was sensitive and swollen to the touch; the mere brush of the lace and ribbon against your throbbing mound made you want to rut your hips against Jake's until you came.

The strap-on was definitely a foreign feeling you'd have to adjust to, but just the fact that Jake wanted you like this gave you enough confidence to face him. You fixed it around your hips and thighs efficiently, tying it in a secure bow below your waist. After, you snatched a bottle of water-based lube from your bedside drawer, spreading copious amounts of liquid along your length.

You caught Jake rolling his hips out of the corner of your eye, presumably trying to get some relief just by bouncing his cock against his abdomen.

"If you could see how silly you look right now, you'd be taking your sweet time to fuck yourself too. Behave, or else."

Even though Jake shied from you in shame, his pink cock twitched at your reprimand. He settled down momentarily, his chest heaving and glistening with sweat.

"... I'll literally do anything for you to fuck me right now, ___. Please, fill me up, put me out of my misery."

"Do as I say, and you'll get what you want."

"I swear I will—"

Upon taking hold of his jaw, you gently captured his plump lips– a slow tug here, a lick there– slipping your tongue against his taste buds. Jake moaned sweetly against your soft lips, returning your possessive kiss, jerking as he felt you press your slick cock between his ass.

Once you lined yourself up with his entrance, you eased in at an angle that slowly drew the air from Jake's lungs. With your hips flush against him, you filled him perfectly— before pistoning into him at a merciless pace.

Jake's moans pitched with each thrust, his dark eyes dilated and hazy due to the rough sensation of you inside him. His fingers dug into his palms, the handcuffs and thigh restraints keeping him in place as you had your way with him.

If he weren't under already, he definitely was now.

"Does it feel good, baby? Can you feel how deep I am inside you?" You punctuated with a sharp thrust to his prostate. Unable to form words, Jake's tongue merely lolled past his lips.

You reached deeper than your fingers had and felt much sweeter than any vibrations.

Jake began to arch his back, chest pressing up into the air. You gripped more of the flesh beneath his thighs, moaning at the way you could feel his insides tug on the dildo when you pulled out, just to slam right back in.

Although it was tricky maneuvering the strap-on since it wasn't part of your actual body, there was something in the switch of dynamics that aroused you mentally. Whatever it was, Jake clearly loved it as well, unable to get enough of it— or rather you.

"Your slutty little ploy worked, Jaeyun. I'm fucking the living daylights out of you, and your cock is a mess because of it."

Jake couldn't hide from the truth; the man was at your mercy in every sense. All he was meant for at that moment was to take everything you'd give him, using all of his senses and faculties— from salivating at how your tits bounced with every sharp slam of your hips to how your soft, elegant fingers slid through his own, pressing him deep into the cushions.

The scent of his favorite perfume of yours made him go insane while your intense gaze pinned him in place, reminding him that he was yours in more ways than one.

It was just you and him.

"Ah!"

Jake shuddered violently when you slammed all the way in and stayed still for a second before sweetly rolling your hips in a deep, circular rhythm.

Fuck.

Making his eyes roll back into his head, you hit the same spot that set his whole body alight earlier, the tip of your length rubbing on it repeatedly. Jake could hardly tell what was happening when heat rushed to his face, heart racing like crazy. He clenched continuously around your cock, not wanting to let you go.

"Haah—" Jake began to shake his head. "C-can't– I can't!"

"On the count of five," Your tone left no room for disagreement, your thrusts turning quick and shallow, "Five."

Oh my god.

Each second you counted out loud was excruciating.

"Four."

Jake struggled to keep his orgasm at bay, willing every nerve and muscle in his body to hold back.

"Three."

His lips parted wide in pleasure while strands of pre-cum dribbled from his length onto his stomach.

"Two."

His vision of you above him suddenly became clear; you appeared wholly absorbed in watching his every move with deadly intent. Blood surged to his cock– You always looked so hot when focused.

So fucking beautiful.

He held his breath, feeling like he was about to explode when you sneaked your hand across his skin to squeeze around his throat slowly.

"One– come."

Then his vision blurred completely, everything going completely dark. His insides pulsed– once, twice– his balls tightening so tight... and then he finally released it all with a slew of broken sobs. Several ropes of cum shot from his veiny cock before it began to ooze thickly down your blurring hand, seemingly never-ending.

He wailed your name, voice gravelly and desperate. You were stunned at the tears that spilled from the corners of his shut eyes. Automatically, your thumb swiped them away.

"That's it, Jaeyun. I'm right here; I've got you."

How his hole spasmed and his nipples drew to a peak enraptured you. Jake was gone and for longer than he usually was when orgasming. One could only wonder if it was all due to the combination of being penetrated and physically subdued by you.

Aftershocks wracked his body for several minutes, and you comforted him through it all.

"My messy baby boy," Jake shook as your fingers spread his creamy release across his abdomen and sighed warmly when you planted kisses on his damp cheek. "You did so well for me; you held out till the end, and I loved how you were so obedient. Such a good boy for me."

You quickly released him from his restraints, gently resting his arms and legs onto the bed, caressing his indented skin. Jake fussed when you left him to retrieve wet washcloths from the restroom, calling you back to him.

"I'm here," you returned and reassured him while cleansing his limp body with the warm cloth. When you finished, you stepped out of the harness and wiped yourself down with a clean cloth before retrieving an ice-cold water bottle from your mini-fridge.

"How do you feel? Drink," You urged, slowly sitting him up and tipping the water bottle towards his lips. He took several sips, his half-lidded eyes trained on you all the while.

Somehow, Jake looked simultaneously drained yet alive, a gleam reappearing in his eyes if that were possible.

"That was insane. I loved it so much. Thank you, baby," Jake tossed the bottle somewhere behind him on the sheets and pulled you against him by your waist. He was still blown out of his mind that you did this all for him, overwhelmed by your devotion. "You fucked me so good," he whispered hotly into your neck.

You tipped your head back, baring your neck to give Jake more access. His lips moved fervently across your skin, tongue lapping at every spot he marked with a kiss. He captured your lips once more, eagerly conveying his immense gratitude for you.

"I hope you learned your lesson—" A moan spilled from your throat when his hand traveled down between your dripping thighs.

"I did," The corners of Jake's mouth turned upwards, his thick fingers delving through your wetness, "You think I can earn some extra credit?"

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p j s & s j y ➳ mommy is mine ꨄ

[21:23] now playing: the boy is mine - brandy and monica

[warning] mommy kink, puppy/kitty kink, punishment, collar and leash, gagball, face slapping, spanking, rimjob (m receiving), fingering (m receiving), degrading, begging, brief nipple sucking, pegging, protected sex, train position? (reader in the middle), brief finger sucking, hints at cum eating, hints of corruption kink and dacryphilia, jay and jake being petty

1st person // 4.9k words

[a/n] finally what you’ve all been waiting for! I’m super glad I took my time with this because I love how it turned out ♡

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it was as expected; jay, my best friend since the beginning of college, developed feelings for me. classic cliché. why didn’t he confess sooner? I simply intimidated him. what was his arrangement with jake, exactly? I had no clue. I’d get my answer in due time.

this time around, word got to jake fairly quickly. how did I know? jake and jay’s competition to see who could be the clingiest was all the evidence I needed. constant texts and invites to meet up, with jake going as far as changing his contact name to your puppy <3. both of their faces contorting when the other’s name was mentioned.

so asking both of them to hangout at jake’s house was a recipe for disaster, but I thrive in chaos. besides, they were too geeked for me to say no, anyway.

in the meantime, they had both opened up to me about their new found submissiveness (well, technically, jay’s submissive side wasn’t new, it was just never expressed), and what intrigued them. their list of kinks and fantasies made me come up with a movie’s length of scenarios I’d replay before going to bed, with one instance of me just saying ‘fuck it’ and touching myself.

I knew today was going to be intense and I welcomed it with open arms. no matter what happened, it would go my way.

jay was driving me again. this time he was more chatty, but to be honest, what he was saying flew over my head. I couldn’t stop thinking about his list, the things that turn him on, and I let my impulsive thought of putting my hand on his thigh win. his words stammer a bit and his thigh tenses up, but he continues his story (something about math, I don’t know) as if nothing happened and I let out an occasionally ‘mhm’ when appropriate.

we parked in the same spot as last time in front of jake’s building. I followed jay up the steps with more confidence, even with that familiar tingle of nervousness in my stomach. the tension is strong as soon as jake opens the door. naturally, his eyes land on me first and he hits me with his warm smile and a polite welcome. his hair is still long and parted in the middle, looking as soft as ever. he had on a dark blue sweatshirt with our university logo on it paired with some light washed ripped jeans.

jake barely greeted jay. he glanced at him and flashed a thin smile, then stepped aside to let us in. I sat down at my usual spot—on the far right next to the arm rest— on jake’s couch after I removed my shoes, while jake grabbed some drinks. I patted the cushion next to me to invite jay to sit next to me, and he gladly accepts.

jay was wearing black sweats with a black, long sleeved shirt that was loose around his torso but still somehow showed off his waist every now and then. again, I rest my hand on his thigh, this time grabbing and squeezing it. jay’s thighs tense again and move away from my touch, but he puts his hand on mine and directs me towards his inner thigh, dangerously close to his dick.

jake’s eyes immediately land on my grip on jay’s thigh as he joins us with three cold cans of dr. pepper, unable to hide his small frown. “thank you, jakey.” I said after he hands me a can, unfazed. jake sets jay’s soda on the coffee table in front of him, then grabs the remote to the tv. he sets some distance between himself and jay as the tv comes to life, the netflix sound blaring through the speakers.

as expected, nobody could agree on what to watch. jay wanted to watch an action movie, while jake wanted to watch romance. I personally didn’t have a preference, but I voted for a scary movie just to stir the pot, which made jake practically whine in protest. it was honestly amusing to watch jake’s passive aggression effortlessly get shut down by jay’s direct and sharp tongue. I let them go back and forth for a few minutes before announcing I had to use the restroom, resulting in jake awkwardly giving directions. “o-oh, it’s, um, furtherest door to the right.”

I thank him and grab my tote bag, because there’s no way I’m repeating the same mistake as last time. jay is too nosy.

the boys are silent as I head towards the hallway, causing me to smirk. the tension is probably unbearable for them. once I reach the bathroom, I double check my bag. I have everything I need. I smile victoriously in the mirror, quickly adjusting my hair and my makeup.

I left as quickly as I arrived. apparently, too quickly as jay and jake were conversing through their teeth as if I was still doing my business. “this isn’t what we agreed to.” jay says, agitated. “you had your fun, now back off.” the silence that follows is brutal. I almost continue to the living room, until jake speaks up.

“why? afraid she likes me more now?”

I could picture jay’s expression as clear as day, brows furrowed and he clenched with a stare that could burn into you. “are you fucking kidding me?” his voice is raised, and if I didn’t know any better, I would think he’s now standing up with balled fists.

jake butts in immediately, not backing down, “she’s mine now.”

I had heard enough. I rejoined them in the living room, my anger clear as day. they’re both sitting in the same position I left them. jay looks up from his phone, his brows softening. jake’s mouth is agape, ashamed. “y’all are ridiculous.” they remain silent. as they should. “have y’all even considered how I feel about all this?”

“I’m sorry, y/n…” jake says, softly.

“quiet,” I snap back at him. “I had planned something fun for us, but it looks like you both need to be punished, again.”

I briefly dig in my tote bag until my hand finds the pink leather. I catch jake’s eyes widen as I reveal the collar and leash and he barely has the chance to react as I throw the collar towards him. he catches it with both hands, and I watch him inspect it. he runs his fingers over the smooth material and then flips it over where a heart shaped pendant decorated the front.

his glittery eyes meet my smirk. he opens his mouth to speak but I’ve already moved on to jay, tossing him an all black gagball. as I predicted, his cat eyes rise up to challenge me. however, he could never hide the glimmer of excitement beneath his intimidating glare that exposed his love for a cat and mouse game, foolishly claiming to be the predator as if he wasn’t the prey.

“well, don’t just stare at me. put them on.” I say to both of them. jake immediately unbuckles his collar and puts it up to his neck. he struggles for a bit, his fingers slipping, but eventually the leather is wrapped firmly around his throat. jay has barely moved. only his lips have curled as the gagball remained on his lap. “don’t start,” I warn him.

“you put it on me,” he demands me, already being bratty. typical.

I walk over to him, eyes never leaving his. his cockiness slightly falters as I tower over him, and with no warning my hand strikes his cheek. the smack reverberates throughout the living room, nearly concealing jake’s soft gasp. “don’t test me, today,” I say as I grab the gag on his lap and then shove it in his mouth. his cheek beams an irritated red as I secure the gag and make sure it’s not too tight.

after I step back from jay, I look towards jake. his hand is palming his crotch, hips slightly rolling, and his lip caught in his teeth. he looks gorgeous with that collar on; the light baby pink complimenting his skin perfectly. only one thing was missing…

I take the matching leash and clip it onto his collar, right next to the customized pendent—‘SLUT’ engraved in bold letters. jake’s breath hitches when I tug on the leash, whispering a soft “please.” his eyes plead with me, twinkling and sparkling. he does everything but bat his eyelashes to get his way.

I pull him closer until our noses nearly touch. his breath is warm and slightly erratic as his lips part and his eyelids begin to droop. to his disappointment, I don’t kiss him. instead I grip his chin, lightly tracing my thumb along his jaw. “go to your room.”

his breath hitches, and he opens his eyes to find confirmation in my expression. then he practically speed walks to his room, making the pendent clink against the clip of the leash. cute.

jay looked up at me with his rare tint of compliance, wanting to follow. his lips were moist but drool hadn’t made its way down his chin just yet. I could also begin to see the outline of his bulge through his dark sweatpants, but hasn’t touched himself—again, yet. “well, don’t just sit there.”

with jay trailing behind me, I meet jake sitting impatiently on his bed, his jeans starting to look uncomfortable. “strip. both of you.” I commanded as soon as jay closes the door. instantly, clothes are discarded on the floor, and for the first time I see jay completely naked. his stomach is toned but softer than jake’s; his muscle more concentrated on his biceps and legs. in addition, his hips, legs (more specifically his thighs), and cock were thicker than jake’s, all perfect for grabbing onto. “sit next to jake,” I tell him, and he joins jake on the edge of his bed with some distance between them.

I pull my shirt off and reveal red lace bra. their eyes instantly land on my chest, admiring how perfectly sculpted my boobs were. my pants soon follow and the attention is shifted to my matching panties hugging my hips.

jake is shameless with how needy he is; never keeping his tongue away from his lips as his eyes plead. to his disappointment, I order them to turn around on their hands and knees. he listens, anyway. although with a small pout.

jay once again glares at me with that stupid, smug look on his face. his body is kept completely still in defiance. “don’t start,” I warn him, again, but as always, he doesn’t back down. this results in me forcefully turning him over by his hips and landing a harsh slap to his ass. jay lets out a shocked, muffled groan and jerks forward. I spank him once more out of frustration and to let him know that I wasn’t playing around, this time earning a borderline sob from him. “now stay.”

once I was sure jay was going to stay put, I grab my tote that I had tossed on the floor and then turn my attention back towards jake, who was waiting patiently. I noticed the tip of his cock already glistening with precum, a small pearl threatening to leak from his slit onto his comforter.

I run my hands along his ass and the softest gasp flies past his mouth. he slightly squirms and whines when I lower them down to his thighs from how sensitive he is, making me place a hand on the lower side of his back to keep him in place. the other hand goes back to his ass cheek, gripping and squeezing it so I could see his tight, virgin hole. for a moment I admired its pretty shade of brown and the way it clenched in anticipation before kneeling down and dragging my tongue across it.

jake releases a cute gasp that breaks out into a moan. I repeat my previous action and he moans again, “oh my god!” he starts squirming again, trying to close his legs. I push his back so he’s face up ass down and tell him, “stay,” sternly. I watch him tighten his grip on his bedding as I dive back in, momentarily teasing him by hovering over his rim. he starts whimpering again, slightly wiggling his ass towards me in anticipation before my tongue reunited with his hole.

jake’s moans become consistent as I start to get sloppy; spitting and placing wet kisses along his rim. his hands find their way to his cheeks and he spreads them for me, earning himself a quick praise. “there you go, puppy.”

my eyes are then drawn to the pastel leash draped over his tense shoulder and I don’t think twice before grabbing and tugging on it. jake gasps at the sudden tightness around his throat paired with me lapping at his asshole. “mommy, please.” he starts pleading, and that’s my cue to stop. this is a punishment after all.

I drop the leash and his head falls back onto the bed. he nearly cried at the loss of pleasure, and couldn’t stop himself from arching back into my touch in vain.

jay, who has been unusually quiet, was in the same position I left him. although I did catch him sneaking a few jerks of his cock. his tip is now fully covered with his arousal. “so you do know how to shut up,” I laugh, “that won’t last long.” I land a harsh slap on his ass and it’s so cute how he can’t hold back his reaction—a soft groan and his body jumping forward but still arching back for more after getting over the initial shock.

I spank him again, and again. just until his groans fill the room and he starts to get lost in the pleasure before I tell him, “count.” jay looks over his shoulder, an almost ditzy-like confusion on his face.

another slap echoes throughout the room, and jay has no choice but to mumble out the number one. he’s so pitiful as he counts for me. his head hangs low as he tries to pronounce the numbers; his ass getting redder and redder after each jiggle. he’s so embarrassed (and turned on), but I wasn’t going to stop there. “I’m sorry what was that?” I ask and pull him up by his hair, an evil smile tugging at my lips.

I heard him loud and clear as he could be. I was just obsessed with ripping him apart and breaking him down to the point he was nothing but a needy kitten for me.

jay sniffles and swallows the saliva that attempted to spill from the corners of his mouth, then says the number 18. satisfied, I spank him two more times, once on each cheek, and let go of his hair. I gently massage the hand prints that could potentially becoming bruises before a whimper shifts my focus.

jake couldn’t handle my lack of attention. he started humping the air like he was in heat, his cock twitching from the lack of stimulation.

“oh, you stupid puppy,” I chuckle, coldly, “can’t even handle not being touched for 5 minutes.”

jake whines and looks at me with starry eyes, “mommy, I just want your hands all over me.”

“alright,” I say then pull him closer to me and jay, “just don’t you dare cum.”

jake swears to me that he won’t, and I grab the bottle of lube from my bag. jake tenses up on e he hears the sound of the cap popping open and peers over his shoulder to watch me. his gaze is practically pornographic; pretty, compliant eyes focused on me and mouth ajar as he waits for me to pleasure him.

I warm the liquid between my fingers before rubbing it around his rim. his eyes instantly close and his jaw goes slack as I coat his hole. I feel him tense beneath my fingertips as he releases the prettiest moan.

I continue rubbing jake’s hole, teasing him by ever so slightly inserting my finger then pulling out, causing him to whimper. then I place my other hand on jay’s ass. he shivers from my warm breath tickling him, and groans when my tongue connects to his hole.

both of their noises fill up the room as I pleasure them—jake’s precious whines layered with jay’s muffled groans making my stomach flutter. I wanted more.

so finally I push myself fingers inside jake, and he nearly screams from the stretch, “oh, fuck!” he swallows them nicely for being inexperienced, and his walls clenched around the new feeling. “please,” jake starts to whine, arching into me.

I fight the urge to coo at him. instead I slowly start moving in and out of him. he hisses, but quickly gets used to it.

meanwhile, jay is practically melting from my tongue. I prod, suck, and kiss his hole until it’s dripping with my saliva. my core heats up everytime jay’s groans break off into a soft whine, and he tries to swallow his own saliva that’s most definitely coating his chin by now.

unconsciously, I start pumping my fingers in and out of jake faster, the lewd sound of lube increasing in volume along with jake’s moans. my tongue laps at jay’s asshole at the same speed, and he starts leaning towards me to meet my tongue.

“oh fuck, mommy! oh my god!!” jake cries when I found his prostate, his thighs beginning to tremble.

I can’t help pulling away from jay and smirking at him, “aww, looks like I found puppy’s g-spot,” I laugh as I continue rubbing his spot, making him squirm, “how cute.”

“mommy, I need to cum. please, please let me cum.” he looks at me over his shoulder, eyes red and glossed over with tears. I almost gave in because of how cute he looked begging for me—almost innocent—but I pulled out anyway, making his tears stream down his face. “no, please,” jake whines from the loss of pleasure, and his cock twitches from his denied orgasm.

I spank him, making him jerk, “lay on your back.” I watch jake pause then move his aching thighs, slightly struggling to turn over, before giving the same command to jay.

sitting back on my heels, I admire both of them. their cocks are an identical shade of red, and both of their swollen tips are leaking with precum.

jake’s chest is still softly heaving from the previous edging. the tears have dried down to faint, sticky streaks on his crimson cheeks. it was so precious that I couldn’t tell if I wanted to kiss them or create more.

jay looked a mess. as expected, drool had dribbled down his chin and his hair was ruffled in different directions. I snicker at him, leaning forward and trapping him between my arms, “you look so pathetic.” I see his eyes sparkle and soften—the glint of obedience making a reappearance—and if I didn’t know any better, I’d think those eyes were jake’s.

before jay could glare at me again, I attach my lips to his nipple. he hisses and curves his back as soon as I lick him, urging me to suck harder. I move my lips throughout his chest, leaving behind deep purple marks on his flushed skin. he wriggles beneath me, turning his head as he groans for me. I smile against his skin, giving the fresh hickey a gentle peck, then grab his chin to make him face me.

“you want this off?” I ask him, tapping the gag ball with my finger. I also take note of jake’s hips not so discreetly thrusting the air. jay nods without any hint of attitude, so I gently lift his head and unbuckle the gag.

by then, I felt like I was going to burst into flames because of how hot I was from wrecking them and not being touched. “jake, come take these off for me,” I tell him, running my finger underneath my bra strap. he rushes up to unhook my bra, “yes, mommy.”

it takes all but a second to have my bra sliding down my arms with my panties tossed alongside it. the cool air hits my nipples and my wetness hard, and as if he knew, jake eyed those areas, longingly, then looked at me for my approval.

“be a good puppy and mommy will reward you, okay?” I say. jake is disappointed, but nods anyways.

I slide off the bed, momentarily, to grab the strap on from my bag and adjust it on my hips. jake’s eyes practically light up, and his cock throbs. I know his mind is going back to the night he touched himself for me, moaning into the phone about how bad he wanted me to fuck his ass with me towering over him. how bad he wanted my hands wrapped around his neck as I corrupted his body.

jake starts to lift himself up on his elbows and turning his hips to change position but I stop him, “stay right there, babe. I wanna see your face while I ruin you.”

he stops in his tracks and hums from the image I’ve put in his head. still on his elbows, he looks up at me in awe as I take my place in between his legs. I place my thumb on his lips, rubbing them before pushing it into his mouth. he gladly accepts it and starts sucking, allowing himself to moan against me and his eyes to feel heavy.

“harder,” I tell him, the lust wrapped around my voice making him obey immediately. his plush lips and tongue feel good around me, my mind starts to drift and think about how good they’d be wrapped around my strap or kissing my pussy. I know he’d look up at me with the cutest puppy eyes as if he wasn’t doing anything naughty. I know he’d moan against me when he sees how good he’s pleasuring his mommy, eventually grinding against the mattress or his palm until I scold him and he tries to use his pretty eyes to get out of a punishment.

another whine from jake brings me back to reality, and I slowly remove my thumb from his mouth. I then drag my hand down his chest; wiping his saliva on himself during the process; brushing against his toned tummy and his cock, which makes him tremble and start to whimper out, “please, please. I’ve been good.”

I place my hands on his thighs and lift his legs up for easy access. jake gasps and his faces starts to burn from the vulnerable position he’s in.

“mommy, I’ve been good too. don’t do this again,” jays speaks up, however with a noticeable tremble in his voice. he’s never sound so gentle, it made me take pity on him. “come behind mommy.”

it was cute seeing how urgently he moved. the warmth lingering of his skin quickly embraced mine as he approached me. jay didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around me, the feeling of my waist making his chest lean onto me.

jay rests his chin on my shoulder, his hands sneakily making their way towards my breast, “I wanna watch you put it in.”

his words took me by surprise and made my body ignite in flames. they seemed to have to same effect on jake judging by the way his cock abruptly twitches.

I chuckle and say, “me too, babe.” then I align the toy with jake’s hole, which is still generously coated with lube. he clenches when the tip touches him and bites his lip. I start pushing slowly, not wanting to hurt him. he groans when he feels himself stretching out and eventually begin to swallow the strap.

jay and I’s breath hitch almost simultaneously when I’m halfway in and jakes hands grip his ass to spread himself for me.

“good puppy, you’re taking me so well.”

he whimpers when I finally bottom out and he gets used to being so full, but momentarily he relaxes and gives me the okay to keep going. I start pulling out, slowly, then renter him.

jake’s lips form an ‘o’ as he watches me fill him up, moaning everytime my hips touch the back of his thighs.

“you can go faster, now,” jake says with urgency.

“is that how you ask,” I respond, halting my movements. my grip tightening on his thighs.

he’s quick to rush out an apology, “I’m sorry, mommy. can you please go faster?” he gives me those eyes again, and paired with his hands spreading himself open it was like he’d done this before.

however, he can’t trick me so easily. I pull out until the tip is barely inside him and smile down at him, “oh, yeah? anything else you wanna apologize for?” and then I slam into him, pushing his little body forward as he gasps.

“I-“ he starts before breaking off into a deep moan when I repeat my previous actions.

“aww, is my puppy being fucked dumb now?” I laugh so viciously at him, watching his eyes brim up with tears.

meanwhile, jay’s hands boldly grope at my breasts. his thumbs delicately trace around my nipples, causing me to sharply inhale. everytime I pulled out his hard cock would so gently brush against my ass, making my brain fuzzy as I watched jake fall apart beneath me.

“I-I’m sorry, mommy,” jake tries again, “puppy’s s-sorry for being a bad slut,” his voice breaks off into a mewl. all of his previous sultry moans have transitioned into high-pitched cries as I quicken my pace.

“so you’ve finally realized how slutty you are—just a dirty puppy for me to use how I please.” I groan softly as jay starts to nip at my neck, his body almost impossibly close. I needed him now.

“mmm, jay, you wanna be a good kitty and fuck me now?”

he releases my neck with a satisfying smack from his lips, breathlessly replying, “yes. fuck, yes.” I instruct him towards the condom in my bag. whether it was the same one he grabbed that day in his dorm, who knows, jay ripped it open without a care.

with a hand resting on my hip, he pushes inside of me, both of us moaning at the feel of each other. his thrusts are short and slow, giving me plenty of space to keep fucking jake.

all of our moans combined created such a sweet harmony. jays rich moans and groans and occasional whimpers mingled with jake’s mewls and sobs had me pushing towards the edge.

I lean forward and cage jake between my arms. his hands move from his ass to hold up his legs for me. his eyes shut when I start ramming into him, forcing tears to stream down his face. all his sweet sounds were muted as his brain turned to mush. the only sounds he could produce being sorry sniffles.

jay matched my rhythm effortlessly. hips pounding against mine and delicious moans in my ear sending shivers down my spine as I feel my climax approaching at any moment.

and jake, with incredible timing, finally cries out, “can’t hold it. mommy, please can I cum? I’ve been so good. been a good boy for you. please.”

the desperation that oozed from him was too precious, and in all fairness, he had been good. so, pulling firmly on his leash, I say, “wanna cum with mommy, baby?”

he nods immediately, almost comically fast, placing his hand gently on top of mine, “yes, thank you.”

“can I cum too, mommy?” jay asks, breathlessly. the slight tremble in his voice confirms to me that he’s also close as well.

after giving jay the okay, he fucks me faster, both hands gripping my breasts. I can’t help but moan as my core starts to flare up.

ultimately, it was jake who came first with a abrupt sob as his body spasms; trying so desperately to curl himself into a pathetic ball. I don’t catch it at first, but he does whisper a tiny “thank you” once the nearly endless wave of cum finished coating his flushed skin.

then, after seeing jake’s pretty orgasm, I came next. my thrusts nearly halt and my walls clenched tight around jay’s cock, causing him to release a shaky groan and curse behind me. my eyes close as I let the pleasure overcome me, resting the hand that was on jake’s leash on his chest. his cum smears on my hands but I don’t mind. I knew he would lick it up for me later.

“fuck, mommy. I- shit!” jay pushes himself as deep as he could go, making me completely topple onto jake from how sensitive I was. I plant my face near his neck, and he rests his hands so delicately over my hair while I let jay finish inside me.

I still lay on jake as jay pulls out of me, too burnt and too comfortable to move a muscle. jake’s hands traveling down to my waist to embrace me, carefully massaging my mid back. I unconsciously bury my myself into his neck, one hand reaching out to play with his silky hair.

jay loosens the harnesses on my strapon (even though jake and I weren’t going to be pulling ourselves apart anytime soon), before announcing that he was getting cloths to clean ourselves with, which is a shock within itself considering he’s the type to completely knock out after sex. therefore, I was nowhere near prepared to feel the cool wet cloth on my inner thighs, making me hiss but eventually relax.

I let the two of them pamper me—finally surrendering to their affection, and disconnecting myself from the haunting question that I would have to ask myself…

who am I choosing?

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