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At who's the best at

Paige Bueckers x Fem reader

Warnings: Slowburn (?), curses, sexual inunendos

A/N: I couldn't think of a title 😭 I am so sorry. Other characters are from my imagination, they are not related to NCAA at all. Had to get this ideas out of my head.

Y/N was panting, hands on her knees after doing laps across the court. Today is hell, Geno is not taking it easy on them, the training is tougher compared to the previous months as their team is advancing to Elite 8. She thanked the cardio gods for being on her favor today or she will pass out. Taking one last deep breath, she put her both hands on her waist and walked towards the three point shot perimeter. Qadence pats her on the back while she is dribbling for a three point shot.

"Take it easy babe." She nodded at Qadence before shooting the ball. Another miss.

"Miller!" Geno motioned to come to him. Y/N sighed and jog towards her coach's direction.

"Kid, do you see this?" Geno handed her his clipboaard with her stats on it.

"This is from the last game against Duke."

Y/N scanned her stats, and it is much better progress compared to their match against Sycaruse and Jackson State.

"Yeah and it will get more better if you can hoop today. What the hell is wrong Miller? Shade and Edwards blocked you three times today. You don't get blocked thrice based on these stats. What's wrong kid?"

Y/N didn't respond and remain silent. It shows in the practice that she is preoccupied today.

"Nothing Geno, it's just......" she trailed off thinking of what she should say.

"I'll do better. I'll make sure to clear my mind before practice so I can focus." Y/N continued, bowing her head slightly. She had to prove to UConn women's basketball team that they will not regret accepting her back when she transferred here during her 2nd year. But Geno doesn't seem to be convinced of her answer.

"Alright. I am expecting much better results in our next practice. We can't make excuses once USC had our asses in our match. Go take a swim or a run in your neighborhood or whatever later, you're not yourself today and I don't want to see you like a vegetable during practice."

Y/N nodded and Geno gave her an encouraging pat on the back before letting her go back to practice. It made her feel a little better but her day is still shitty.

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Y/N's phone keeps vibrating, this is the umpteenth time her parents called her today. She doesn't want to answer it, it will be divorce probably. It already threw her game off today and she doesn't want to ruin her day more by answering it.

Mum:

talk to me hun, please

Hun, we are sorry, I know this will be hard for you.

Do you hate us?

I'm sorry, love. It's not working anymore between me and your dad.

Dad:

Peanut, please answer your phone.

I'm sorry.

We wanted to tell you for a long time.

---

Y/N turned off her phone. With a deep sigh, she ate her tacos. She's got a lot on her plate now, her studies, her upcoming match, and now her parents divorce. She wanted to take a break.

"Boo, you okay? You're preocuppied the whole day." KK finally asked. Her teammates have been giving each other knowing looks and tiptoeing around her all day. They are not used to her being silent. She went out with them tonight hoping it will take off some things in her mind.

"I'm fine girl. Just woke up on the wrong side of the bad today." She smiled at KK. She's not ready to talk yet not until she's able to come to terms with her family.

"You suck, Miller. Paige is getting full of herself today and you're too preoccupied to humble her."

Paige almost choked on her shirley temple, she took a napkin and wiped her mouth.

"Me? Full of myself? Come on Aubs." Paige scoffs.

"Miller just realized today I don't need humbling, I'm actually good." Paige raised her eyebrows playfully followed by their teammates violent reactions.

Y/N grinned. She had to thank Paige for diverting their teammates from pressing on what's going on with her. The subject of being the best shooter between her or Paige became a daily banter. Paige was not unwelcoming when Y/N transferred in UConn but her competitive ass made sure to show why she was here first instead of Y/N. Y/N admits that Paige is actually better than her and the best all rounder, her transferring here seemed challenged the latter on who's best at what. She doesn't know why Paige thinks she has competition when she is actually the best. She likes to get on Paiges nerves so she gets along with Paige's imaginary contest.

"Get outta here Bueckers, I can do what you did earlier even with a hangover" Y/N said, giving Paige a sheepish grin. Paige made 43 consecutive 3 point shots, it got into her head today without Y/N beating it. It always annoy Paige when Y/N's record is close or beat hers.

"Oi, enough you two." Azzi stopped them before it could start to bickering. Y/N raised both her hands in surrender. She took a sip of her margaritas while still giving Paige a cocky grin. Now the latter looks annoyed.

They continued having fun, dancing and drinking. Y/N didn't move that much from her seat, she's tired and the margarita must've probabaly hit already.

"I'm just gonna go to the restroom." She excused herself. Feeling dizzy Y/n groaned, guess she will have that hangover tomorrow.

She decided to turn on her phone and was still bombarded with texts from her parents. Her mum's name popped on the screen and decided to answer it finally.

"Honey, I'm glad you answered. I've been calling all day." Her mom sounded worried on the other line.

"Sorry mum. Busy."

Her mother sighed. Y/N doesn't exactly know what to say, she is still processing that her parents will have a divorce. Out of 23 damn years, they just decided now that they don't need each other?

"Honey I.... I am so sorry. If you could come home soon we could have a talk, with your dad and I."

Y/N rolled her eyes.

"I am not going home, mom. California is 2000 miles away, I have an upcoming game in 2 weeks, and I am busy for my finals. What's the point? Your going to sell the house anyway now that you are getting divorce."

She didn't mean to sound mad over the phone, but she is really upset.

"I will call you when I am ready to talk to you both. If you two want a divorce, fine, but give me time to process that my parents don't need each other anymore after 23 damn years."

She didn't wait for her mother's response and hang up.

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Paige went back to their booth joined by a tipsy Nika after their teammates are gone to god knows where. Dancing or probably making out with someone.

"Hey P, have fun! You're awfully behave tonight. Loosen up, it's weekend tomorrow."

Nika nudged her and throw an arm over her shoulder.

"I'm good, Ma. I don't want hangover tomorrow. Besides, someone has to stay sober to make sure you all get home safely."

Nika scoffed, rolling her eyes at her teammate. It's their last free night before Geno will give them total hell in preparation against their match with USC.

"You're boring me P. I'll go join the others and have fun being miserable here. Have you se---" Nika wasn't able to finish her sentence when a commotion started in the middle of the bar. Recognizing the 6 foot tall asses of their teammates in the scuffle, the two ran towards their direction.

"What in the fuck happened?" Nika felt her slight tipsiness gone, helping KK reach Ayanna who's ready to take a swing to an athlete from Yale. The bouncers are trying to separate them before it ends up to a total brawl. Paige scanned where the others are and her eyes landed on Y/N, her sleeves are up, Aubrey blocking her from punching another Yale athlete.

"You don't talk shit here, dawg. Go back to New Haven and fuck your slutty girlfriend!"

Paige grabbed Y/N by the waist and dragged her out of the scene. For someone who is always cool and at her composure, she was surprised that Miller can trash talk.

"Calm down, Miller. You don't get to injure that million dollar hands." With Azzi trailing behind, she brought Y/N outside and pinned her on the wall to calm her down. She looks disheveled, some of her locks escaped from her ponytail, her face is red, her sleeves are uneven and she is reeking of alcohol. What a total mess.

"What in the world was that Y/N, I know you guys don't start fights but you all are better than this. Gosh, how many drinks did you have? You are reeking of alcohol!" Azzi said frustrated.

Y/N scoffs, wiping some sweat on her forehead. Paige couldn't agree more with Azzi. They don't start fights, Y/N never looses her cool even during their banters at who is best, intense matches and bad calls from ref. Paige wonders what made her so worked up that she almost punch someone today.

"Nah, I was cool Az. I took shots from everyone, sorry I lost count."

The 2 of them grimaced. They check Y/N if she had any injuries, Geno will kill them if they are scathed and once he hears about this. Azzi wonders as to why Yale women's basketball are in Storrs. That's like an hour drive just for a night's drink.

"God you are drunk and you can take a fight." Paige said amused. She never saw Y/N got drunk because she never was.

"Oh yeah Bueckers, wanna try? Let's take it here outside." Y/N stood straight, her face annoyed.

Well that was hot. Paige thought. She raised her hands in surrender before Y/N gets totally pissed. Y/N haven't landed a punch but it might be on Paige if she triggers the latter. Azzi gave her a scolding look.

"Chill, Ma. T'was a compliment."

Y/N rolled her eyes and leaned against the wall again. She's starting to feel hazy.

"What did they do anyway?" Azzi asked.

"Douchebag's girlfriend was offering me a drink, I declined. She thought I want to fuck her slutty girlfriend and proceeds to call us defects, the others heard it, we didn't mind until she pushed Aaliyah."

Paige clenched her jaw and Azzi rubs her temple. Half of the team suffered injury in the past year. Paige wished she hadn't grabbed Y/N and let her land her fist first before fleeing from the scene, it was uncalled for. Drunken Miller surprised them tonight, they didn't know that her mouth can talk.

"That's it, we are all getting home. I'm gonna go get the others." Azzi left them outside.

"Yeah Azzi and tell that cunt to fuck her girlfriend properly."

Paige shook her head. Y/N is definitely the highlight of tonight's event.

"What got you so worked up today, Miller? You almost took it out on someone."

KK was right, Y/N was preoccupied. She didn't have any baskets during practice. Paige had 29 3 points in a row today, usually Y/N comes close or even beat her. It's unusual for someone who plays ball since 5th grade, she just did laps all day.

Y/N groans. "I'll talk about it tomorrow when I'm sober. can you take me home please? Paige."

Paige, licked her lips and pretends to think about it. She's gonna do it anyway.

"I never thought you were into girls." Paige blurted out. She mentally slapped herself right after. Her intrusive thoughts won.

"You guys never asked. I never said I was into boys either. So annoying."

For some reason, Paige couldn't keep her smile off. She was grinning like and idiot. Y/N noticed and she rolled her eyes, Paige looks stupid.

"You look like an idiot Bueckers."

"Maybe I am."

She twirls her car keys and they started to walk where she parked her car. She's behind Y/N who's trying to keep a straight-face and herself from stumbling.

Azzi and KK following them, KK still heated from the commotion earlier and keeps trash talking. Azzi is trying to cover her mouth for being loud. KK, Azzi, Nika and Y/N rode with Paige. The others were at Aaliyah's car since they live together in the same apartment. Paige shook her head, they are all dead on Monday.

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Y/N woke up, her head pounding and throat dry. She groaned when she tried to get up. She knew immediately it was bad last night to have a hangover like this, she rarely gets drunk and when she does, she has it bad. She jolted up when realizes that this is not her room. The bed sheet is purple, there are Miami Heat posters everywhere and the trophies are too many to be hers. Not until she saw the familiar number 5 jersey hanging on the wall.

"Fuck, what did I do last night." She whispered to herself. This must be Paige's room. She tries recalling the events of last night and vaguely remembers the Yale athlete talking shit. She almost got involved in a brawl.

Y/N got up from bed only to realize that she is wearing Paige's clothes, it's one of her old team USA shirts, nothing else and her boxers. It's already 2 in the afternoon, she could hear the ruckus outside Paige's room and KK's rambunctious laugh.

She opened the door and was greeted by the chaos of her teammates.

Y/N winced when the pounding of her head hits again. She sat down on one of the bean bags and leaned her head back trying to ease the headache. In an instant, Paige handed her a bottle of water and a tylenol. She gave Paige what is this for ? look.

"Your hangover, duh."

"Ya'll our sleeping beauty is awake." KK sat beside her but she was waiving where Ice was. Ice was doing live on the corner, and she didn't realize that where she is is being captured. Gosh she looks horrible.

"Guys, they wanna know something. You remember we did a tiktok of who among in the team you don't want your kid to date..... They want the opposite."

Qadence was quick to shout "Aaliyah" followed by KK's "Y/N"

"Yeah, I'll go with Y/N too." Ice agreed

"Y/N will throw hands, I'll bet on her too." Aubrey added.

" 'bout you, Paige?"

The team groaned when Paige showed her "rizz hands."

"Will we go further? I'll let my kid date myself." The team erupted in disagreement. Nika throws a pillow towards Paige's direction. "Dream on Bueckers!" Y/N shakes her head too.

Paige is a gender bender, the amount of fans she has be it a boy or a girl is insane. She may look like a fuck-boy type but she'll be a good girlfriend, the question though is, can they take her superstar life?

"Y/N, they wanted to know who you want your kid to date." Ice turned towards her. Y/N straightened her back a little, enough only to face Ice.

"No one, you guys loves ball more than relationships." Everyone burst in laughter.

"You heard our homie? We're not playboys/playgirls, basketball is life." Ice said in live while giving a thumbs up.

"Nawww! she's just playing safe!" KK shouted.

" Y/N is so fine, I think I'll start watching live " Ice reading through comments.

Y/N suddenly felt conscious. She moved where the camera can't see her so she can deal with what's left of her hangover.

" Does Y/N have a boyfriend or what? Saw her in Stanford before and what the hell is she doing on the court, go model in a runway or something--- Yo! Someone said you should model Y/N!" KK is reading along with Ice now.

Y/N blushed on the compliment(?). She couldn't think of herself as someone who walks on a runway or pose for a magazine aside from playing ball. She's no Cameron Brink who could pass that criteria.

"Maaaaan, they are all whipped to our girly pop. We've been gatekeeping our secret weapon."

Some of her teammates joined KK and Ice in reading the comments.

"Y/N c'mere they want to see you."

Y/N doesn't want to be rude by not saying even a "hi" but she really feels shit right now. She look around the room and her eyes landed on Paige, begging for help.

"Y'all sorry but Miller is not feeling well, you'll get to see her in Gampel soon. Be sure to be there." Paige shouted while throwing an arm around Y/N's shoulder. They are both far from the camera, Y/N waived though from where they are.

"Thank God." Y/N muttered and leaned on Paige's shoulder and she felt her stiffened.

Ice wrapped up her live leaving disappointed viewers to only see a glimpse of Y/N. All of them went back to their chaotic self.

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A/N: Please stay tuned for the next part. I think I have a hangover too 🤮. Wrote this when we were at the bar. Feedbacks and suggestions are open.

ALSO..... DOES ANYONE KNOWS WHO DOES THE GIRLS HAIRS DURING THEIR GAMES? DO THEY HAVE A HAIRSTYLIST OR WHAT?? PLEASE HELP A GIRL OUT. 😌

#paige buckets #azzi fudd #paige bueckers #kk arnold #uconn wbb #uconn huskies #stanford cardinal #ncaa women’s basketball #aubrey griffin #aaliyah edwards #ice brady

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pink in the night masterlist

pairing: hufflepuffmuggleborn!reader x draco

summary: when y/n y/l/n starts having weird, recurring dreams about her long time unrequited crush in her 6th year, she begins to wonder where fantasies end and reality begins. 

(based on a request from anon asking for a fic about a hufflepuff reader, who had been average in hogwarts before she had a big glow up. i took many, many creative liberties with the plot, as you can clearly see in the summary).

warnings: canon-typical violence, mature language, nsfw content. read at your own risk!

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First times Learning Pleasure 

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When Pride Married Prejudice -- completed series masterlist

completed series summary: she is the (only) trueborn daughter of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen and Lord Laenor Velaryon. after her younger brother, Lucerys, slices out the eye of their uncle, Aemond Targaryen, her hand is offered as payment to keep the peace. though unexpected, she finds herself in a loving marriage, until devastating news forces her to make an impossible choice.

pairing: Aemond Taargaryen x Velaryon!wife!reader

fandom: House of the Dragon

total series word count: 97,184

universal warnings: book and show spoilers, cursing, smut, angst.

🔞 none of the following content is appropriate for minors 🔞 ❌ all taglists are discontinued 🚫 i do not give permission for any of my work to be posted, copied, translated, or uploaded to any other platforms 🚫

note: alternate endings because i'm restless and can't choose. also the idea of a Velaryon!reader isn't my own, so, let's play nice and show a shred of respect for different author's varying ideas, perspectives, and details - thank yew ✨

in chronological order: When Pride Married Prejudice

When Pride Married Prejudice [ part two ]

It Feels Like (the Very) First Time

It Feels Like (the Very) First Time [ part two ]

Petitions

Distraction

The Inky Green Council

Bearer of Bad News

alternate ending one: Kin Slayer • [ part two ]

alternate ending two: Sweetest Devotion • [ part two ]

guide to final alternate endings: Kin Slayer -- is for those in the slutty angst club 'cause i'm comin' for your feelings. reader is Team Black. Sweetest Devotion -- is for those who crave closure and comfort. reader is Team Green.

in order of publication: Distraction Bearer of Bad News Petitions The Inky Green Council When Pride Married Prejudice WPMP [ part two ] It Feels Like (the Very) First Time It Feels Like (the Very) First Time [ part two ] alternate endings: Kin Slayer • [ part two ] // Sweetest Devotion • [ part two ]

WPMP Universe drabbles:

all with be marked if they are or are not considered part of the series timeline. please pay attention to those notes.

organized in order of submission brought to you by my beautiful readers who sent requests:

• ( requested ) -- ANGST and small fluff i wonder who aemond would choose if he was given the choice of saving his wife or the baby during childbirth... would he choose the same as his father?

• ( requested ) -- ANGST and FLUFF i LOVE how you worded Aemond choosing sweet girl over the baby because in all truth, i imagine him justifying his choice as "what use would i be to a child without the tender care of a mother and an empty shell of a father?" because he knows IF he had chosen otherwise, he would be following in Viserys' footsteps and he wants to be better. so i 100% agree he would choose them over the child and ofc he's read of the aftermath of losing a child for the mother, so he's there to coax sweet girl but at the same time i feel like he'd mourn with her because that was a life they created together.

• ( requested ) -- ANGST how would he react if ever in a very unlucky world, he would lose both his child and wife at childbirth (not like viserys where he was given a choice) but bec it just didnt end well esp when pregnancies doesnt really guarantee a safe delivery all the time.

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to all my beloved readers -

thank you for coming on this journey with me. what a ride it's been writing this. now that the series is complete, i admit i'm a bit sad, but there will be smaller installments still to come. i just wanted to take the time to thank you all for bearing with me through this, and share my gratitude and love for you all. happy reading!

all my love, 🖤🍒 Cherry

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Aemond Fanfiction Masterlist

A compilation of my Aemond Targaryen fics I have written thus far.

SPICEY fics 🌶

A Warm Bathtub Ride | Aemond x f!reader

Sweet as Honey | Aemond x f!reader

Dragon Rider | Aemond x f!reader

Just A Taste | Aemond x f!reader

A Heated Awakening | Aemond x f!reader

NSFW Alphabet | Aemond x f!reader

Baby Hungry | Aemond x f!reader

One Shots/Drabbles

Against the wall | Aemond x reader drabble

Desperate kiss | Aemond x reader drabble

Tired parent kiss | Aemond x reader drabble

Don't kiss your opponent | Aemond x reader drabble

Morning Kisses | Aemond x reader drabble

I Almost Lost You | Aemond x reader drabble

A Lover's Kiss | Aemond x reader drabble

To be in your Arms | Aemond x reader drabble

I Missed You Kiss | Aemond x reader drabble

Whispers of Are You Sure | Aemond x reader drabble

A Jealous Kiss | Aemond x reader

Relax, my love | Aemond x reader massage drabble

Do Not Touch | Jealous Aemond x f!reader

Riding Vhagar | Aemond x pregnant!reader

Cassandra Baratheon x Aemond Oneshot

Friends with Benefits | Aemond x Reader

Two nerds in a room..they might kiss | Aemond x Reader

I Miss Screaming and Fighting and Kissing in the Rain | Aemond x Reader

Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken | Aemond x Martell!Reader

He took me to a brothel when I was thirteen | Aemond x reader

The first "I love you" | Aemond x reader

A Secret Love | Aemond x servant!reader

The World Will Know | Aemond x insecure!reader

Confronting Him about Luke | Aemond x Strong!Reader

Seeing the Sapphire | Aemond x reader

A Mommy's Boy | Aemond x reader

Accidental Injury | Aemond x wife!reader

Continuing Fanfics

Comedy of Errors Part 1 | Aemond x Reader

And Winter Came Part 1 | Aemond x Stark!Reader

And Winter Came Part 2 | Aemond x Stark!Reader

Seeing his darker side Part 1 | Aemond x reader

Aemond x genius!reader Part 1

Of the Dragon and the Rose | Tyrell OC x Aemond

Jealousy | Aemond x Lannister!Reader

More to come! Inbox is closed for oneshot requests, though please feel free to send in quotations, drabbles, scenarios, questions, etc. :)

Thanks for the support friends!

[thealternateuniverse]

*spoilers for hotd season 1 episode 10*

one good thing that came out of the hotd finale was corlys talking abt staying out of the war and finally retiring to driftmark with, and i quote, "our grandchildren" and rhaenys immediately responding with "jace, luke, and joff are claimants to the throne, those boys will not be safe so long as aegon is king."

like at this point they both know laenor didn't father those boys but he was a father to them and rhaenys + corlys wholeheartedly count them as their grandchildren!! their son's babies!! they said "aegon iii and viserys ii who? those are daemon's kids" but jace, luke, and joff? ours

corlys was ready to kidnap them and bring them to high tide to live their days out with baela and rhaena i cry. rhaenys calling them by their nicknames and not with their formal names i also cry.

[thealternateuniverse]

Switch (M)

Preview: “You’ll never guess who I have a date with tonight.” Your mom exclaims. Jamming her breasts into a garment tearing at the seams.

“Is that my dress?!” You shriek, ignoring her excitement.

“Shut up. When have you ever paid for anything in that closet, hmm?“ she reprimands. Smoothing the too tight fabric gathering at her waist. “You’re going to be so jealous. The hottest single dad in town finally asked me out.”

“..wait, you mean..” you near gag. Sitting up from your bed, gawking at her tawdry appearance with disgust.

“Yup.” She goes on boasting. “Finally snagged Johnny Suh’s eye.”

Pairing: Johnny x female reader x Jeno

Word Count: 20k

Genre: Jeno’s dad has got it going on AU, pwp, dc/nc elements(don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable. thanks.), extraordinarily filthy, M/F

Warning: Johnny is Jeno’s dad— and not a good one, cheating, manipulation, black mailing, morally corrupt overall, terrible people, age difference(legal), power imbalance

Smut Warning: threesome(lets just get that out of the way), loss of virginity, corruption kink, daddy kink, breeding, rough oral(M receiving), cock warming, breath play, choking, hair pulling, praise, degradation, smut

a/n: please do not read if these warnings make you uncomfortable! this is all fictional💙

Keep reading

[thealternateuniverse]

It’s Yours (M)

Preview: “One of these matches will have to be successful, Jeno.” You encourage him. Picking up a long sleeved top that would hide the iridescent metallic dark green scales trailing up his forearms.

“They always start successful, until.. you know.” Jeno says shyly, changing into the outfit you’ve chosen for his date tonight. Fitting him with a confused look he nods down. Removing his sweats in exchange for a pair of snug fitted leather pants. “Until we start hooking up, and they run off screaming like I’m about to murder them.”

Pairing: snake hybrid Jeno x female rabbit hybrid reader

Word Count: 6k+

Genre: predator/prey AU, “it’s too big” x2, Jeno can’t get laid, some crack, pwp, M/F, idiots to…?, one shot

Smut Warning: two dicks: one snake hybrid, a lengthy split tongue, oral(F receiving), use of snake venom, double penetration, bulging, breeding

When Jeno says he’ll swoop by later to pick you up the last thing you expect is to end up huddled together in a corner the majority of the night.

“You don’t have to stay by my side the whole time you know?” Jeno mutters, disrupting the calm silence you’ve fallen into. Bopping near him to the sounds of top 40 beats thrumming through the walls.

“I know! But we should try to have fun.” You jerk one his arms playfully hoping to receive his charming well recognized eye-smile.

Jeno lets out a drawn out dramatic sigh instead. Cracking his neck side to side to further display exhaustion. “It’s been such a long week.”

“You never told me how your date with that deer girl went last weekend!” Continuing to badger him, you hop on the balls of your feet enthusiastically. Slapping Jeno’s bulging bicep to wake him from his lazy state.

“God, don’t ask.” Jeno grunts, sipping at beer that's gone flat in his cup. “She’s been ignoring my texts for 4 days now. I give up.”

“What??” You squeak, frowning confused. “But she asked you out, I thought!”

“That she did..” Jeno rolls his eyes. Upper lip curling up in a snarl as he focuses on a noisy crowd that’s formed across the room. “Bet that douchebag tiger has never had a bad date in his life.”

Johnny’s surrounded by a group of the hottest prey hybrids on campus. Never one to have any trouble landing the eye of those that should fear him. Despite his sharp smile and intimidating feline features, prey stuck to him like white on rice.

“He’s so popular.” Jeno mumbles. Nursing the red solo cup in his grip for an hour now. Backwashing the stale beer more than actually drinking it.

“What do you mean?” You ask. Unable to stop yourself from pulling a face as you sneak the cup out of his hold. “Stop doing that. It’s gross.”

“Look at him.” Jeno lifts a hand in Johnny’s general direction. The tiger hybrid stands with his arms behind his head. One prey dangling from each of his biceps ‘oooo’ and ‘ahhh’ing. As if this isn’t his go-to trick to perform at every weekend kick back. “He’s like, the most popular predator hybrid in this whole state or something.

Jeno grunts, shaking his head until his flat bangs mingle with his eyelashes. “I can’t even get a date. Meanwhile he’s fully booked into the next century.”

“That’s not true Jeno. Don’t be so dramatic.” You disagree. Leaning past him to reach for the cooler on the floor. Picking up water bottles for the both of you. “You’re a different type of popular. Johnny’s a jock.. of course all the bimbos want him.”

Jeno thanks you for the water, furrowing his brows in thought. “Didn’t you date Johnny Freshman year?”

“Well, yeah! But I am a bimbo!” You exclaim. Ears flopping as you speak up ecstatically. “What Delta Gamma Pi prey hasn’t dated Johnny at this point? He cuts through rushies faster than hazing.”

“What is it you like about him?” Jeno ponders. Glancing over where the tiger hybrid now appears shirtless. Allowing a deer hybrid to trace the lines of abdominal muscles decorating his stomach. “Can’t be his personality. If he even has one.”

“Hey! He’s a sweet and charming himbo. The himbo to my bimbo really.” You sigh. Grimacing as Johnny breaks into body competition poses. “He’s a sweet guy.”

“What about me, am I not a sweet guy?” Jeno asks. Hooking your attention back to him with the question. Two innocent Freshmen prey hybrids pass by, cowering as they nearly bump into him. Apologizing profusely after moving along with speed. “Prey always fears me..”

Jeno isn’t wrong necessarily. Despite the rounded glasses that tend to sit crooked on his face, warm inviting smile, and eyes that could melt frosting on a cake; there was no denying his intimidating outer appearance.

Scales sneaking out past the collar of his shirt fading out just before reaching the hair at his nape. Tongue split down the middle that would poke from between his lips as he’d deeply concentrate.

At times so deep in his thoughts he’d blink suddenly, the whites of his eyes filled with yellow. Irises thinned into slits giving him the full predator appearance. Only realizing when prey would gasp and run away in fear.

There was one more thing snake hybrids had a reputation of. One you yourself could not confirm having never been with a snake hybrid.

“It depends on the prey.” You acknowledge. “They aren’t all going to be like me. Heck even the first time we met I thought you’d have my head for making you late to class.”

Jeno pouts, crushing up the now empty water bottle in his hands. “Am I that scary?”

“No! Not at all!” You’re quick to reassure. Bumping his arm with your shoulder playfully. “You go on so many dates! You’re really well known around campus too. Everyone speaks very highly of your intelligence and hard work ethic.”

“Well known because I’m the guy who always has whatever notes someone missed in lecture more like..” Jeno drags on. “My dates never end well though.”

“Why is that?” You ask. It’s not as if Jeno is difficult to get along with in any way. He carries conversation swimmingly, has an easy going sense of humor, and he’s right. If anyone will be able to cover you missing lecture, it’s him.

“Prey are always eager to..” Jeno drifts. Shifting on his heels nervously. Side-eyeing you cautiously. “Some…some prey, are really excitable.”

Jeno cringes a bit, muttering a ‘sorry’ under his breath to not offend you. It’s not as if rabbit breeds weren’t known to be the easiest of prey to catch. Your kind wasn’t one to hold out when it came to sexual urges.

“Yes yes.” You wave off his apology. “Rabbits and Bunnies are easy and horny. Big shocker there. The phrase ‘fuck like bunnies’ stemmed from somewhere right?”

Jeno visibly swallows his spit with a nod. Tugging the rim on his collar. “Not enough I guess. I can't even get a bunny hybrid to keep interest in me after we start…you know.”

“After you start fucking??” You squak. Jeno bursting into a cute blush, pleading you to shush and keep your voice down.

“It never goes that far..” he pouts again with a sigh. “Some kissing, touching. Then when they start to take off my clothes..”

“Oh come on Jeno, how bad can it be?” You giggle. Leaning closer to him on your toes to swat his cheek with one of your ears. “Trust me, Johnny was no easy obstacle. You’re talking like you have a monster down there.”

“Two.” Jeno says flatly. Avoiding your eyes.

“Two what?” You laugh, slowly calming when his expression does not change.

“I have two monsters down there.” Jeno shrugs. “Whatever Johnny has clearly hasn’t traumatized any prey by just looking at it.”

“Two like..” you mutter. Throat drying up and blinking rapidly to control yourself from scanning lower.

“Two dicks.” Jeno stares at you with a serious look. “Male snake hybrids have two dicks.”

Looking over your surprised reaction with your jaw hung open, Jeno cocks a brow. “What? Don’t believe me? Want to see for yourself?”

“I..” Gulping, you clutch tightly at the water bottle that’s gone warm in your hands.

So it is true, the reputation snake hybrids have precedes them afterall.

You’d seen Jeno shirtless plenty of times after working out together. Scales covered the backsides of his arms, painting from his nape down to the Venus dimples on his defined lower back. Hints of some just past the jut of his hip indentations peaked whenever he’d pull into a deep stretch. What if they reached even lower..

“Is that a yes or a no?” Jeno asks again. Losing your line of sight as the portrait draws out in your thoughts. “Have you ever seen a snake hybrids...”

He trails off, blush rising to the swell beneath his eyes. Lapping his upper lip until it gleams like a glossy coated pout. “Am I too out of line?”

“No no!” Snapping out of it, you slurp the drool that’s reached the corners of your lips. Laughing awkwardly to ease Jeno’s evident embarrassment. “I just…I heard rumors..”

“But you didn’t think it was true, right?” Jeno sounds like he’s heard this spiel more than a few times. “I guess I can see why, the snake hybrid adult video industry is pretty meek considering..”

“I’ve never even considered looking some up honestly.” You admit, chewing on your lower lip. Curiously wavering a look lower. Jeno had on loose fitted black jeans tonight. He never did seem to wear anything too form fitting. “Are you fucking with me?”

Jeno splutters, nearly spilling the new water bottle he’s opened up. Motioning a visual defense with his hands. “Why would I lie about this?”

“Fine.” Clearing your throat confidently, you stand up straight nodding upstairs. Squinting and arching a brow at him. “Let’s find an empty room.”

“Wh-what? Like….l-like really??” Jeno’s eyes bulge wide, stuttering and following after you.

“Oh, now you’re shy huh?? What happened to Mister I have two gigantic dicks!” You advertise too loudly. Further enhancing the pink that transforms to a deep red on the apples of Jeno’s cheeks.

“Ugh, not the rabbit and snake pairing again. Those breeds always fit their stereotypes I swear.” A panda hybrid rolls her eyes snickering as she moves off the wall. Sneering in Jeno’s direction with disgust written over her features.

“And Pandas really fit theirs! LAZY!” You shout after her, balling up your fist ready to hop across the floor and attack. Jeno whines, pulling your back to his chest.

“Can we just get this over with?” Jeno pleads. Failing to calm you with soft palms stroking up and down your arms.

“Ugh, why does everyone think we fuck?!” Kicking open the closests door, you charge inside, throwing yourself down on some stranger's bed. “Can’t predator and prey just be friends??”

“It’s not…very common. I mean, I can’t think of any.” Jeno sits by your side. Feebly picking at his pants feeling nervous as what he just did settles in. Wondering why he even suggested this idea. He couldn’t really blame the beer afterall. You just always had to sound so confident, a little know it all rabbit.

“Well! Get to it!” You groan, reaching for his sleeve to pull on. “Let’s see those big giant scary snake cocks!”

“What’s wrong with you??” Jeno squeals, covering his groin in case you aim there next.

“Ha! I knew it, you’re bluffing! You’re so full of it!” You smirk cockily. Shoving his arm rough enough to have Jeno tipping to the side. Rolling his eyes, he stands up gathering the waistband on his jeans.

“Oh, I’m bluffing?!” Shoving down his jeans and underwear in one-go, Jeno stands up straight. Long shirt hanging over his crotch. He grunts, pulling the material up just beneath his chest. Flexed abdominal muscles in full view leading down to..

“H-holy shit…you have t-two…..you…y-you…” starting to blabber, you cover up your mouth to silently take in the display before you. Jeno wasn’t lying, two dicks, two long thick dicks. Maybe only an inch or so different in size. The smaller of the two less smooth, ridges of scales up and down along the sides spreading out just past the indentations on his hips. “Fuck..you’re not even hard.”

Jeno squirms, stomach muscles contracting as he grows more anxious standing there. “See! I told you.” He huffs annoyed. Releasing his shirt to pull back on his bottoms.

“W-wait…” circling his wrist, you suck down a deep breath. Noticing the lack of difference in the size of your forearm and Jeno’s lengths. “Uh…you know.”

You start to nod sitting up, once again clearing your throat. “I can take you.”

“What did you just say?” Jeno backs up, thankful for the shirt covering his lower half again. Unable to neglect the twitch he feels rise through his cocks at your wandering tantalized gaze.

“You’re the one who said rabbits fuck like wild horny crazed animals!”

“That’s not exactly what I said!” Jeno squawks, pulling the hem of his shirt lower. Hoping the dim lit room is enough to hide the obvious growth beginning to peek through.

“Listen Jeno, I already know your situation, and I trust you!” Chancing a glance down, it’s impossible to not lick your lips taking note of the large tent that’s begun to protrude beneath his shirt. “Why not try with me? If it’s too much for me…we can stop. No pressure?”

“That’s weird!” He frets, turning away trying to hide his evident excitement. Butt cheeks fully out from lowering the front of his shirt too much. “This whole thing is weird!”

“You’ve been hitting the squat rack?” You whistle, flicking one of his firm cheeks.

“Stop objectifying me!” Jeno shrieks, returning to face you. Huffing, he shakes his head removing the now stretched out shirt.

“Wow..You’re…really hard. Like.. both..both of them.” You’re already choked up from the sight of Jeno completely bare. Every scale catches hints of moonlight across his smooth luminous skin. Swallowing dryness away, you reach with both hands eagerly.

“Wait!” He jerks back, strategically holding his hands splayed out just a centimeter away from his lower half. Enough to conceal some of his size. “We should..kiss…I think?”

“Oh my God.. Jeno, are you a virgin?!” You ask, mostly to ease the situation.

“What?!? No!” He snaps quickly. “I’ve slept with plenty of predator hybrids!”

“Oh, yeah no no…I knew that. It’s just so cute to see you like this.” You can’t stifle the giggle that follows, pushing back to rest on your palms you nod toward your lap. “Where do you want me to kiss first?”

Groaning, Jeno rolls his eyes, moving to straddle your lap. “Are you always this crude?”

“We’re pretty much almost always horny. It’s in our nature to mate and breed like.. a lot.” You start to explain, trailing off when one of his dicks presses against your navel. “Breeding huh?”

“Stoppp..” Jeno whines, thankful it’s too dark in the room to pick up on the hot flush that’s spread the entirety of his face. Even if you can’t see it, that doesn’t stop the urge to kiss away the cute mewls slipping from his lips.

It wasn’t uncommon to make the first move, never expecting you’d end up here with your reliable friend who never picked up on flirting. Even when the pretty panther barista would wink and offer him a complimentary coffee ‘on the house’ Jeno never had much of a response aside from ‘thanks’.

Not because he was harboring any type of feelings for a clueless prey who in return never once picked up on his minuscule tactics. Never that.

“Wh-what’re y-you doing?” Jeno mumbles between a soft kiss, gulping after each word.

“Should I kiss your…dicks instead?” You ask coyly, wiggling your brows to further embarrass Jeno. With a click of his tongue, he hoists you by the waist until you’re the one perched on his lap.

“Can’t believe you didn’t believe me.” He frowns, helping you remove the casual loose tunic you’d thrown on earlier. Knowing better than to wear anything too nice to a frat party with drunk attendees ready to ruin clothing left and right.

Spinning around once you’ve stripped down to your underwear, Jeno turns until you’re laid out beneath him. Hovering above your frame enough to look over your exposed skin.

“Can I..” he glances down, eyeing the wet patch that's formed on your underwear. “Need to stretch you out.”

The pointed tips of his tongue poke out suggestively, lowering as he focuses to retain eye contact with you. Fingers gather the sides of your underwear, gently lowering them. His cocks jump, hit first by the strong enticing scent of prey slick. Stronger for predator’s, meant to draw them in and lure them to attack sweet defenseless hybrids.

Jeno places his hands behind your knees, pushing up until your bottoms lifted off the bed. Tongue lolling out like a dog in heat, longer than you could have ever anticipated from any of the times you’ve caught glimpses before. Hunching closer, he takes a deep inhale. Writhing as Jeno full on begins to makeout with your clit. Alternating between sucking with vigor the louder your moans grows, to spitting and rubbing the pads of his fingertips against the right bundle of nerves to make your toes curl.

“Snake venom usually weakens and numbs..” He rasps, tongue lapping between your folds, prodding the tip at your entrance menacingly. “Sometimes it can help, if I use a little. Can I?”

Controlled by the rapid flicks he gives your clit, you nod maniacally. Spit sizzling as it flows down past your labia folds to your entrance, just enough to numb your hole for penetration. Jeno follows in with his tongue, rolling the venom around with thrusts. Mouth and chin dripping in slick that splashes against his lips. Long tongue tickling deeper in with each thrust of his face. Gripping a fistful of your ass as he groans between your thighs, slurping up your arousal between working you up to a dizzying orgasm.

“Fuck! Jeno!” Spasming, you clamp down around his head. The tip of his tongue flicking at your cervix, ripping a squirting climax out of you that dribbles down his neck and chest.

Full of desire, Jeno moves fast, placing you back on his lap. Ass sitting on the larger cock the beats fiercely beneath you. A mixture of growls and whimpers sounds, rubbing the tip of his length against your clit with splashing slick shooting out.

“Can I?” He pants, near begging. Nodding, you dig into his shoulders. Lifted enough for Jeno to find the perfect angle.

“Oh! O-oh! No!” You cry out, unprepared for the sheer size of just the tip. Pausing his movements as he barely breaches your hole. “Oh my G-god…too big! You’re too big!”

“I’m sorry!” Jeno starts to pull away feeling terrible. Kept in place by your arms locked around his shoulders. Dropping your face to his chest, you whimper, shaking your head.

“Just a minute..” whispering, you sigh, reaching between your bodies to wrap around his length. Sliding it back and forth between your folds. The larger squishes between your ass. Slick smoothing the glide of both. Waiting for your go ahead, Jeno tries to press into your tight cunt again, met with resistance and an immediate hiss.

Quick to halt his actions, he realizes it just won’t fit. Watching you endure it while biting down on your tongue to contain a pained cry just wasn’t worth it.

“We s-should stop..” Jeno forces himself to speak. Teeth gritting as you start to move against him. Building a rhythm riding the size of his cocks until they’re covered in wetness.

“Can you cum like this?” You ask, panting against his chin. Jeno nods, seeping his fingers into your sides to assist your working hips.

“Sometimes, just one..” he confesses, growing more quiet with embarrassment.

“I’m sorry Jeno, we can try again..”

“No no!” His head shakes frantically, bucking his hips for you to move faster. “Just use me.. please just use me instead.”

It’s more than enough, the scales on Jeno’s length scrape deliciously along your clit with each slide. Guiding your mouth with his, twisting your tongues together until you reach a fast but much easier finish. Jeno still hard as he lays back. Having to set your lower half away from himself to not burst into tears.

“I’m really really sorry.” Jeno hides his face in the bed. Sighing heavily he sits up to grab his pants. “I’ll drive you back to your dorm.”

“Don’t apologize..” you start, hiding a wince as you sit up. “I really do need to stop believing I can overcome any obstacle, don’t I?”

“Nah..” forcing a smile, Jeno hides his own wince. Already anticipating a long night of jerking off to the now very vivid image of your face taken over with pleasure.

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“Flowers? What’s the occasion?”

Jeno shifts side to side, oddly avoiding eye contact. “I feel bad about the other night. I should have warned you better. No one can ever take my..”

“Ah, Jeno! Don’t make it weird.” Scoffing, you bury your nose into the bouquet of roses. “I’ll accept these, because they’re beautiful. But you did nothing wrong, okay?? I was the one being pushy.”

“You usually are.” Jeno murmurs, jokingly nudging your side when you glare at him. “But I mean, I just felt bad. I kept worrying the rest of the weekend like— Is it going to be awkward between us now? Maybe she’ll hate me! What if I traumatized her?!”

“Why are rabbits pegged as anxious overthinkers when it’s you damn snakes who never know how to chill out?”

“Hey!” Jeno pouts, folding his arms. Scales out on full display today reminding you of what you spent the rest of your weekend doing.

“Actually, I was thinking a lot.” Grabbing your phone, you opt to not mention searching up for inflatable dildos while screaming into your pillow over how stupid you felt. “I made you a profile on predator meets prey!”

“What?!?” Jeno screeches, coming to stop so fast smoke burns beneath the soles of his rubber sneakers. “Why would you do that?!?”

“To get you laid! Obviously!!” You declare, adding a ‘duh’ paired with a sarcastic scoff.

Jeno’s blushing furiously, sporting a jittery smile for the curious stares you’ve gained. Subtly trying to shush you and lead you further down the hall to class.

“God why didn’t anyone ever warn me of what a nuisance you rabbit’s are!” He hisses, lips tight against his teeth. Failing to appear tough with the pink hue that’s taken over his face. “Why are you meddling in my business like this??”

“Hey! Your business is my business now.” Proudly you pump out your chest, pointing a thumb at yourself. “If I can’t take those dicks, I’m gonna find someone who can! You’re gonna be neck deep in hybrid pussy thanks to me.”

Jeno’s forehead thuds down on his desk, surrounded by gasps and sounds of disgusts circling the two of you.

“Look at this saucy little fox I scored you a date with tonight!” Failing to notice Jeno’s current state of misery, you shove into his seat, half positioned on his lap with your phone shoved in his face. “Her name is Ari, she loves long walks in the woods, gathering herbs, and making her own bags of tea.”

“Tonight?! You meddling rabbit!” Jeno’s blaring you with half shut eyes. More cute than he should look with his nose scrunched in irritation. “I can’t tonight!”

“Of course you can, I’m like the only person you hang out with.” Rolling your eyes, you confirm the date for tonight. Showing Jeno where he’d be taking his fox out to eat. “After class I’ll help you pick out what to wear. Who better to help you catch a prey than a prey, am I right?”

“You’re wrong in every way imaginable and I regret the day I agreed to sharing my study space with you.” Jeno mutters flatly.

“Do you mean that??” Tilting your head, you blink dramatically and shove out your lower lip. Making him sigh, adjusting his legs to allow more room for you to sit comfortably.

“What do I say every time?” Jeno says, the same way he always says whenever he’s frustrated with you.

“That meeting me has been the best part of college so far!” You cheer, pecking his warm cheek. He releases a long breath, falling into a smile that hides his eyes completely.

“So…a fox..”

That’s how Jeno finds himself in nothing but his sweats while you pace back and forth in front of his closet.

“We have to take you shopping soon.” You grunt, throwing more plain black tees into the ‘no’ pile. “How many Air Forces do you own?!?”

“…pft….those are my favorite shoes!”

“I’m thinking something that really shows off your physique.” Blowing away your ears and strands of hair that have fallen on your face, you hold up an outfit after searching for 30 minutes. “Form fitting shirt, these leather pants that really hug your long legs!”

Jeno’s cheeks light up instantly, vibrant shades of pink. Rubbing the scales on his forearms to distract himself from overthinking.

“One of these matches will have to be successful, Jeno.” You encourage him. Picking up a long sleeved top that would hide the iridescent metallic dark green scales trailing up his forearm.

“They always start successful, until.. you know.” Jeno says shyly, changing into the outfit you’ve chosen for his date tonight. Fitting him with a confused look he nods down. Removing his sweats in exchange for a pair of snug fitted leather pants. “Until we start hooking up and they run off screaming like I’m about to murder them.”

“That’s not true, I didn’t run off!” You correct him.

Jeno nods, lips pursed together. Turning to fuss with his choppy bright pink hair in the mirror. “You’re kind of the only one who never has though..”

“Have some positivity, I really do think there’s a chance with this fox!”

A chance, a fat chance. Jeno hated to show up groveling on your doorstep at 1am. Immediately digging his face into your shoulder as he began to retell the events of the evening. Another failed date, this one didn’t even make it past some French kissing.

“If it’s not one thing, I guess I should say two, it’s the damn tongue.” He complains, waving a spoon of matcha ice cream. “I sound pathetic.”

“A little.” You joke, feeling a little guilt. Enough to let Jeno scrape the pint of your favorite ice cream clean. The first of many he would empty in the weeks to come.

“We at least made it into bed this time.” He says, licking the back of a wooden spoon you’ve now designated as Jeno’s failed date ice cream spoon. “I do wonder if sheep hybrids ‘baa’ when they..”

Catching your perplexed gaze, Jeno mumbles, waving off his thoughts. “I have dinner with a deer tomorrow.. and then that pretty zebra hybrid this weekend.”

“Maybe they do ‘baa’..” you start, earning a confused look from your friend. “Sometimes, when it’s really..”

“Hmm?” He pipes in for you to go on. It’s not as if you’d stopped replaying the memory of his girth sliding between your folds and ass at the same time. Glowing in the dark room like an oil painting.

“When my orgasms really, like really really good..” moving back, you lift your foot to show him exactly what you mean. “I thump.”

“That’s..” Jeno coughs, ducking to hide the blush rising up to his nose. “That’s..”

“I have to stop oversharing too huh?” You shrug, a little embarrassed.

Jeno wants to agree, but he can’t when he knows that the idea of you reaching peak orgasm will help him through his shower later. Sulking after mooching off your ice cream that always seemed to be fully stocked when he stopped by after another failure. Showers had turned into long water wasting sessions, heading to bed with pruney fingertips and cum washed down the drain along with his chances of getting laid.

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“That was date number 12. I think I need a break.” Jeno’s neck loosens, nearly dangling his head off the back of your couch. His hairs faded to a light peachy tone now, black roots grown in an inch. Leather jacket thrown on the arm of the couch as he plopped down ready to ask for his ice cream. “My wallet needs a break too actually.”

“Jeno..” swallowing, you sit back on the backs of your calves. “Why don’t we try again?”

“Huh? Try what?” He turns lazily, cocking a brow. Noting you’re more dressed up than usual today, usually in your pajamas or robe ready for bed by the time he shows up.

“Try, like…like us.” You squirm. Opening and closing your text messages with your friend for the last few hours. He’d begun to send mirror photos in seek of outfit approval. Changing out of a snug fit turtleneck to a low cut black V neck that showed his ample chest off nicely. Maybe too nice as you couldn’t resist zooming in to look over the defined pectoral muscles on display.

“Like us?” He asks, turning just slightly. Chest squished down the center at this angle.

“Like…as in….we should…let’s have sex!” You shout leaving Jeno with his jaw hanging open.

“What?!? W-Why?”

“What do you mean why? Because I like you! You…you..you…dumbass!” You frown, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Wha— since when?!” Jeno’s flabbergasted, sitting up and pulling on tuffs of his bleached hair. Thinking out loud as he goes on. “But…I liked you first! I’ve always liked you! I was supposed to tell you first!! Hey! Don’t call me a dumbass!”

“Well, you didn’t.” Blowing at one of your ears annoyed, you fix him with a weak glare. “Have to do everything myself around here, even make sure you get to cum.”

Before he can start another blubbering tirade you make to move, throwing a leg over his hips to mount him. Lips crashing together mid-stuttered out speech. Making Jeno’s weight fall boneless beneath you, sinking deeper against the couch cushions as he relaxes. The split of his tongue rolls past yours, slipping up the sides to the back of your throat.

“Ar-are y-you..” he tries to confirm you’re not just in heat, knowing your schedule by now and that your next shouldn’t be for at least a few weeks.

“Shh..” between a mountain of layered kisses leaving Jeno’s lips pink and swollen, you nod. Scooping his face in your hands to keep his neck tilted back just enough to battle with his tongue. Finally calming him enough with an expert suck around his tongue. Slowly pulling back for him to feel the tightness of your lips pulling around him.

Wantonly he moans, confidently wrapping your waist to plant your bottom right against where his jeans have begun to protrude. Pushing your thighs down to meet the size permeating.

“Won’t you let me take care of you?” You coo, licking his earlobe. Emphasizing the question with a roll of your hips that has one of Jeno’s cocks digging deep into your underwear. He gazes up, already appearing lost in a daze, nodding furiously.

“Please..please.” Jeno begs, he begs. Licking at his upper lip with thirst.

You can’t resist smearing the spit on his lips with another kiss. Sharing heated gusts of breath between panting and grinding together. Jeno fully hard now, whimpering louder the more you bounce your ass down against him.

That’s how you end up on your bed continuing to explore each other’s mouths, three fingers knuckle deep thrusting in and out of your core.

“Jeno, I’m ready. I promise.” You clasp his wrist to stop his movements. Nearing the point of your climax the longer he works you up, scissoring long digits through the unyielding slick that puddles under your ass. Not mentioning the preparation you’ve put in since the last time to ensure you can take him.

“No.. won’t fit, have to..” he anguishes, nose scrunched. Thumbing faster at your clit, pressing over and over again on the same spot whenever you can’t hold back another moan.

“Trust me, I can do it.” You confirm with more kisses, twitching up under the weight of his palm pressed on your mound. “Wanna feel you.”

Jeno seems reluctant, chewing his lower lip in thought. Indulging in the softness you dab across his chin and jaw.

“Don’t..don’t lie for my sake yeah? I can..jerk off again.” With a gulp he sits up to remove the rest of his clothes. Taking a deep breath in as he slides off his briefs.

“I can take both..” you nod rapidly, sliding your fingers around your tongue to collect a wad of spit. Reaching down to spread your entrance open more, it’s hard enough with the amount of slick that’s continuously pouring from your hole. Pulsing around nothing as you watch worry etch across Jeno’s handsome features.

“Don’t wanna hurt you, last time..” he mumbles off. Securely gripping around the base of his cocks to cool the urgent need to fuck you full.

“Jeno, please, I want both.” Grabbing onto his hips, you pull him close until your bodies are flush together. “Want you to feel good, cum inside of me. Can’t take it anymore, I need you.”

“Fuck..” he croons, larger cock gliding through your folds coated in slick. “S-sure? A-are you sure?”

“Please! Give me!” Kicking your feet, you lift up to smack his ass with your foot. Accidentally angling your hips higher enough for the tip of Jeno’s length to catch on your entrance. The two of you hissing in surprise, quickly he squeezes around both with one fist to a painful point.

He starts to nod rapidly, eyes locked on your glistening pelvis. Circling the tips of his lengths together until they gleam covered in absurd amounts of slick.

Jeno clamps down on his lengths pushing the tips past your tight heat. Sliding in easier with the arousal dripping out. Biting down a cry painfully until his lower lip tears, he checks in. Panting and asking if you’re okay, met with nothing but silent overwhelmed nods. It’s maddening how full you feel. The larger cock pushing down enhancing the stretch against your ass. The scales forcing shivers to erupt with each indescribable scratch against your walls. A new high you’ve never felt before, taking over the little coherency left.

“Fuck..I’m..” Jeno grits, breathing harshly as he stares between your bodies. Ready to pass out just from the visual of your cunt filled with both of his dicks. One swirl of his hips finds the right angle, burying in deep to the hilt with a painful groan. “S-so tight. Ughh.”

Your neck aches, lifted watching the tip of one cock pushing at the skin under your belly button. Stuffed to the brim full of throbbing cocks, pumping in and out to the point of mind blanking insanity.

“Feel me?” Jeno asks, pushing down on the expanse of your abdomen, causing a noisy crying moan from your mouth. “Good? Feel good? You feel so good for me.”

“Yes yes yes!” You whine, reaching down to squeeze around Jeno’s cock. Stroking your stomach up and down over his moving length to jerk him off somehow. Enough to have Jeno’s head falling forward with his mouth hung open letting out muted screams. Thrusting in slow and deep consumed by the wet slick heat trickling down past his balls, your palm cocooned around his tip. Cocks squished together more and more as you roughly convulse around him.

He can’t hold back as you start to clench down, crying out with every bumpy scale knocking against your nerves more delectably with each thrust. Stretched more than ever, crazed by the tip of his lengths meeting your cervix with pounding kisses. Better than any dick you’ve taken…times two.

“Jeno Jeno..” you wail, arching up by your neck. A strong grip lands on your shoulders to hold you in place for extra leverage. Jeno chases after release faster the more you close up around him. Throbbing through each ridge up his spine down to the area between his thighs. The pleasure exploding throughout his body stronger than any he’s ever felt. Pushing his orgasm to rise faster than normal.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck fuck.” Tremors shake between the both of you inside out.

“Cumming, gimme cum please!” You jerk up the bed, grabbing onto his muscular waist, nodding and shouting for him to cum like a broken record.

“It’s all for you.” His hips collide at high speed against yours. Sounding out noisy and wet every time your skin rubs together. Grunting raspy broken moans in time with his thrusts. “All of it..it’s yours. You, only you.”

It’s impossible to understand anything he’s saying beyond the static that’s filled your mind. Foot slamming down on your bed with hard thumps. Slick gushes out around him upon your release, too plugged with no way out. Squirting around his lengths aggressively as your entire body convulses.

Jeno’s head spins, struggling to penetrate past your walls clamping down on his girths. Mewling in near anguish from the sudden relief drowning out of him. He thrusts once, twice, falling to a slow pointed grind.

“Thank you, thank you.” Biting down on his lip, Jeno whimpers, repeating a chant of gratitude as his eyes water up. Bodily stinging as cum shoots out heavily, sucking his stomach in to the point of empty. Collapsing down drooling on your shoulder to suppress a cry, he continues to spew on. “Thank you, thank you. Ah fuck, thank you.”

You have to clamp your lips shut to keep in a chuckle, not wanting to ruin the moment. A serene sensation passes from Jeno, weightless as he catches his breath on top of you. Lifting his neck to kiss up your jaw gently.

“Not yet..” you whisper, circling his trim waist with both arms to stay in place. Jeno shifting just enough to stir a warmth in your stomach.

“Hey your..” he starts smiling, raspy as he turns to speak against the column of your throat. “Your foot was..”

“You thanked me for letting you cum.” You interrupt, holding back a yawn. Jeno hides further between your neck and shoulder muffling his groan, close enough to kiss the crown of his head. “You’re welcome by the way.”

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title: the kissing booth

summary: there’s no way basketball player jung jaehyun likes you… right? after all, he probably just thinks of you as his best friend’s annoying sister.

pairing: jaehyun x reader

genre: kissing booth au, brother’s best friend au, high school au, mutual pinning, romance

word count: 3k~

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Having a hot brother (Johnny) is exhausting. Especially when all your friends keep talking about how ‘hot’ he is and how they’d like to sleep with him. The very thought of it makes you cringe but there was just one positive aspect of having a hot brother though: he has hot friends. And by hot friends, you’re talking about Jung Jaehyun.

Yes, the Jung Jaehyun. A fellow senior and quite possibly the most popular guy at school. With his studious brain and good lucks, everyone loved him. Boys wanted to be him and girls wanted to be with him. Especially you. You wanted to be with him. But with how there’s always girls throwing themselves at him, you decided it would just be a waste of time to try. With girls more popular and prettier than you, you’re sure you stand no chance.

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Relationship

Wish You Were Sober

My Consequence

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Sexy Neighbor

Lucas Wong x Female Reader

Genre: Heavy Smut

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: Unprotected sex (always use a condom!!) Grinding on everything, oral (m receiving), some praising, & slight degradation, profanity 

3:55 AM

Your beauty sleep is interrupted when you hear a loud banging that sounds like its coming from your front door. Groggily waking up from your deep sleep, you check your phone to see what time it is, groaning in annoyance when you see the time.

‘Who the fuck is banging on the door at this ungodly hour? If i ignore them maybe they’ll go away…hopefully.’

Closing your eyes again trying to block out the banging noise, but then you hear a muffled and familiar voice along with the banging.

“Why….why isn’t it work…ing uhhh…”

You know that voice oh so well, the deep raspy voice of your incredibly hot neighbor, Lucas.

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The Dragon : Lucas

⇢ Synopsis: Your best friend, Ten, moved away to follow his career in dancing. A year later, you join him in the big city and he introduces you to all his new friends, including the rag tag group of guys he lives with. One of them stands out, especially since you’re introduced to him after he wins an underground boxing match. 

⇢ Pairing: Bad Boy/underground boxer! Lucas x reader

⇢ Genre: smut.

⇢ Warnings: Lucas smokes, wayv drinks booze, Lucas is an underground/illegal boxer, unprotected sex, sex in a car, sex in a bathroom, fingering, degradation, choking, spanking, marking, jealousy, sneaking around, etc… 

⇢ Word Count: 6k 

⇢ Tropes/AU’s: bad boy Lucas, non idol au, boxer Lucas, 

“Why do they call him The Dragon and not The Lion?” You asked, watching the man who’d just pulled off his shirt and entered the ring from the other side, your eyes fixed on the tattoo that roared across his ribs.

“Because that name,” and arm moved around your shoulders, “is taken,” the man looking down at you was gorgeous, almost as gorgeous at the dude your friend had dragged you here to watch, “Hi, Yuta, but you can call me The Lion if you like it better.”

“Stop hitting on her.” Ten groaned, grabbing your arm and attempting to pull you away from the man who had joined your group, “why are you even here? Shouldn’t you be off stalking Winwin or Mark?”

“Mark is with Johnny.” Yuta said coldly and Ten narrowed his eyes. Ten had invited Johnny to come with the two of you, and he’d been busy, now you knew why. 

Ten quickly looked back to the makeshift fighting ring, “They call him The Dragon,” he told you, nudging your side, “because of his back.”

The man in the ring turned, revealing a massive dragon tattoo on his back as he spoke to the three young looking ‘coaches’ who were busy hyping him up. You recognized Hendery right away, he was hard to miss, and as if Ten had read your mind he said the name out loud, pointing to the man in question, “Hendery, Yangyang,” he pointed to the next man, “Xioujun.” Three of his roommates, although you’ve never been invited over.

“How is your frat house of a home? Still getting noise complaints?” Yuta asked suddenly.

Ten rolled his eyes, “better than your tenth-floor garbage dump, still no bed sheets huh?”

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Neopuppy Masterlist

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Hungry : Lucas & Jackson

⇢ Synopsis: when Jackson sees that Lucas is interested in you, he makes sure to make his friend’s dreams come true.  ⇢ Pairing: Jackson (got7) & Lucas (NCT) x fem!reader  ⇢ Genre: smut, comedy.  ⇢ Warnings: threesome, oral (f/m receiving), fingering, multiple orgasms, spit roasting, unprotected sex, shy Lucas, face fucking, Sunbaenim!Jackson, etc… ⇢ Word Count: 3.4k ⇢ Tropes/AU’s: Jackson Wang knows everyone, idol!Reader, fwb, 

“Who do you keep looking at?” Jackson asks with annoyance when he catches Lucas’s gaze shifting over his shoulder for the seventh time in two minutes. The younger man’s cheeks immediately flush red, and Jackson is shocked by the shyness coming from his usually confident dongsaeng. 

“No one.” Lucas waves a large hand but he should know better than to think Jackson is going to let this go.

Instead, Jackson turns around again, eyes scanning the crowd to see if he can figure it out who’s capturing Lucas’s attention without help. Jackson finally settles on you, standing at the edge of the party room with a few other people. You look good tonight, and he wants to take a moment to appreciate it-

“You weren’t looking at Y/N were you?” Jackson asks.

Lucas swallows thickly before he answers a meek “no,” then his brows furrow with realization, “i mean, do you know her?”

“Everyone knows Y/N.” Jackson rolls his eyes, you’re all idols after all, “But if you mean on a personal level, then yeah, come on, I’ll introduce you.” 

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Lucas99 & Hendery99 : WayV

⇢ Synopsis: Lucas just really wants his dick sucked in the alley outside the club, and he’ll fuck you over the car if you give it to him. What you don’t expect, is a third person just showing up.  ⇢ Pairing: Lucas & Hendery x reader (ft. Johnny & other members) ⇢ Genre: smut. ⇢ Warnings: cam sex, oral (m receiving), public sex in an alley, Big dick cocky Lucas, Himbo boi Lucas, Sex on a car, exhibitionism, unprotected sex, fingers in mouth, spit roasting (double penetration), Hendery being semi awkward, threesome, etc… ⇢ Word Count: 3.6k. ⇢ Tropes/AU’s: cam girl reader, poly idols, idols sharing a fuck buddy, dirty boy idols,

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“You film on this?” Lucas looks at your phone, which is tiny in his massive hand. 

“Sometimes,” you try to get the phone back from him but he holds it above his head and out of your reach, smirking down at you, “give it back.”

“Why? I want to film something with it.”

You roll your eyes at him, “film what?” 

The two of you are in the alley behind a club, Lucas had come out to smoke and you’d offered to join him rather than be stuck alone with Taeyong and Doyoung, who were fighting about something, as per usual.

Lucas smirks at you, “a cam show.” he answers, as if it’s obvious, taking the final drag from his cigarette before flicking it away.

“Oh, you think just because I gave you the link to get into the room that you get to fuck me too?” you push at the large man’s chest, only half joking. Lucas is just a puppy, you doubt he’s even capable of malicious thinking.

Lucas shrugs, a wide smile on his face, “you don’t want to fuck me?” he asks, pouting a little.

You look at your large friend and sigh, “I really am becoming an idol fuck buddy aren’t I?”

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Hit Rewind

Pairing: Doyoung x Reader (F), Jungwoo x Reader (F)

Other Characters: Haechan, Johnny, Wendy

Summary: She only planned to do it once, but after the success of her casting couch porn, Y/N goes back to film again. This time, her co-stars are Doyoung and Jungwoo, or rather, Professor Kim and his Teaching Assistant Jungwoo. What happens when she fails her exam and they find out her little secret? Y/N has to pay for being such a bad student.

Genre: PWP, Smut, Porn AU, College AU

Warnings: profanity, alcohol consumption (not related to sex), pornography, teacher/student relationship (note: adult student), unprotected sex, oral sex (f+m receiving), nipple play, nipple licking, whipping, rimming, vaginal sex, rough sex, vaginal fingering, pet names, use of belt/leash, slight choking, sexual degradation, slut shaming, sex toy (vibrator), cum eating, aftercare, bdsm, multiple orgasms

Word Count: 5.6k

A/N: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! This fic (and the whole series) is not intended to glorify and/or glamorize the porn industry. Please don’t read this fic (or any other fics in the series) if you’re uncomfortable with the themes or warnings. This is a work of fiction. Please let me know if I'm missing any warnings.

As a reminder, Y/N is 21 in the fic. Doyoung and Jungwoo are mean to Y/N. Do your homework and study!

Thank you for giving the whole series so much love! 😘

Hit Series Masterlist 01. Hit Record | 02. Hit Pause | 03. Hit Rewind

It’s a low key Thursday night after Midterms have finished. It’s the first time in two weeks that Y/N and Haechan have been able to hang out together. They decide to celebrate the end of their Midterms by binge watching the Final Destination movies and finishing all the box wine they keep around for moments they want to pretend they’re classy drunks.

Although the movies highlight every single one of Y/N’s worst fears, she has a hard time staying focused. It could be the post-Midterms fatigue or the wine or both, but she feels her eyes drooping. She closes her eyes to rest them for a second, but ends up passing out. Moments later, a loud ringing makes her jump up.

“What the fuck!” Haechan drops his glass of red wine on his light gray sweats. “You know the rules! We turn our phones on silent when we watch scary movies!”

Y/N squints at her phone and makes out blurry letters that look like “Wendy” and immediately wakes up. She has been waiting almost a month for Wendy’s call, though a part of her had given up that Wendy would actually call.

“Oh shit. I have to take this.” Y/N gets up, ignoring Haechan’s complaints and the very unfortunate red stain on his crotch, and runs into her room. She clears her throat and composes herself before picking up the call.

“Hi Wendy!” Y/N grimaces from how overly excited she probably sounds.

“Hi Y/N! How are you doing?�� Wendy replies.

“Good! Midterms just finished so I finally have some time to relax.” Y/N closes her eyes and rubs her forehead. She knows Wendy thinks she’s stupid.

“Ah yeah, I don’t miss those days,” Wendy jokes. “Listen, I’m really sorry I didn’t reach out sooner. I’m not sure if you saw, but your video has more than a million views! Congratulations!”

Y/N does a silent cheer to celebrate. She’s glad no one is around to witness this. “Oh, thank you! I’m honestly shocked!”

“I’m not!” Wendy chuckles. “You did really well. You’re a natural.”

Y/N blushes at the compliment. It’s oddly more flattering to hear a woman compliment her sexual performance.

“I wanted to let you know that we’ll send you additional earnings from the video,” Wendy adds.

“Oh wow, thank you!” Y/N feels the adrenaline rushing through her from the news. She lies down on her bed to calm down.

“You’re welcome! But there’s another reason why I wanted to speak with you,” Wendy starts, sounding a little nervous.

“Sure, what’s up?” Y/N feels the anxiety building up within her from the tone of Wendy’s voice. She hopes the news isn’t too unpleasant.

“Well, your video was so well received that we want you to be in more videos. That is, if you want to, of course! No pressure!”

“Oh.” Y/N squeezes her eyes shut, realizing how unenthusiastic she must sound to Wendy. “I mean, sure if it’s a couple of videos, it should be fine. I don’t think I can commit long term, being in college and all.”

Y/N hopes Wendy gets it. Porn wasn’t exactly a career she was planning to go into. She hears Wendy sigh on the line.

“Yeah I definitely understand. We can work with that. Maybe two or three more videos?”

“Yeah that should be okay,” Y/N agrees. “Will I work with the same actors?”

“Probably not. We’ll have you film different kinks and scenarios in each video so you’ll work with different actors. Once the details are finalized, we’ll confirm via email,” Wendy explains. “You’ll meet them earlier on filming day so you can discuss what you’re comfortable with.”

“Sounds like a plan. Thank you!” Y/N looks at her calendar to look at her schedule. Finals aren’t for another month, so filming shouldn’t conflict with her exams.

“Great! We’re looking forward to working with you again!”

They bid their farewells and Y/N rejoins Haechan in the living room. He raises his eyebrow at her, but shifts his focus back to the movie. Y/N is thankful he finds the movie interesting enough not to pry. She figures he’ll find out the hard way, she’s continuing to do porn. Besides, he doesn’t need to know every detail about her life. They end up finishing only a third of the 3 liter box of wine and end up passing out on the couch towards the end of the 2nd film.

The next day, they both spend the day nursing their hangovers. In the afternoon, Y/N receives a direct deposit notice and sees $2,000 sent to her account. Wendy promptly sends her an email to confirm the direct deposit and details for her next porn. She’s set to work with Jungwoo and Doyoung. Y/N spends the rest of her day doing her research on them. They’re both cute, but their videos are anything, but cute. She figures their duality is what draws viewers into watching them.

Filming day is set for a week after her call with Wendy and comes much faster than Y/N expects. She has gone through the script enough times and watched enough porn to know how to prepare for the day. She drives to the same studio location as last time. Before she presses the doorbell, Y/N adjusts her outfit to make sure nothing looks out of place. This time, she’s wearing a lilac sweater with a black tennis skirt, black thigh highs and black shoes.

Y/N takes a deep breath and presses the doorbell. After a couple of seconds, the door opens and she’s greeted by Wendy.

“Welcome back, Y/N!” Wendy looks as welcoming as she remembers.

“Thanks for the opportunity.” Y/N steps in and Wendy shuts the door.

Wendy gives her a warm smile and leads her into the waiting room where Doyoung and Jungwoo are both waiting. They’re both dressed in business casual attire and seem to be absorbed in a deep conversation. They look up when they notice Y/N and Wendy enter and wave at them.

“Hi Y/N, I’m Doyoung. Nice to meet you.” The man is dressed in dark blue slacks, a cream colored sweater and dark gray blazer. He pushes up his silver wire framed glasses and reaches his hand out for Y/N to shake. He’s handsome, Y/N notices, and well fit for the “hot professor you’re daydreaming about” role.

“I’m Jungwoo.” The taller man is dressed less formally than Doyoung. He has on gray slacks and a maroon sweater. When he stands up, he towers over Y/N. Despite his imposing stature, he has a delicate beauty. Jungwoo reaches his hand out for Y/N to shake and pulls her hand up to his lips to kiss the back of her hand, making Y/N blush. Jungwoo gives Y/N a wink before letting her hand go. Doyoung and Wendy roll their eyes at his flirtatious actions.

“Don’t mind him. He likes to flirt to make people feel comfortable, but I’m sure he makes people feel worse.” Doyoung says, playfully whacking Jungwoo’s shoulder.

“People never feel worse! I’m charming!” Jungwoo huffs.

“It’s fine!” Y/N laughs, feeling at ease with both of them already. “I’m looking forward to working with both of you.”

While they wait to get called in to film, they get to know each other better. She finds out they both enjoy singing and make vague plans to show off their singing talent at karaoke in the future. Later, they dive into the script and double check if there’s anything in the scene that needs to be changed. They work out that Y/N will tap them 3 times or say “full sun” if she needs them to stop at any time.

They are interrupted by a knock and they look towards the entrance to see Johnny walk in.

“Hey Y/N! Great to see you again!” Johnny waves at Y/N.

“Hi Johnny.” Y/N blushes remember the last time they saw each other he was significantly less clothed and coming inside her. “Great to see you too!”

Johnny chuckles at her slightly nervous enthusiasm. “I’m going to be filming you guys today. The room is ready so I can take you guys there if you’re done.”

Y/N lets out a sigh of relief. At least someone she has worked with already will be filming them.

“Yep, we’re all done here, so lead the way,” Doyoung confirms for the trio.

Johnny takes them back into a different room than Y/N’s casting couch video. The room is set up like a college professor’s office. The desk has a laptop, a pen holder full of pens, a small stack of graded exams and a Biology textbook. There’s a bookshelf filled with books against the wall behind the desk and an assortment of indoor plants around the room.

Johnny walks through how he’s going to film with them. Then, they go through their roles - Doyoung is going to be the Professor, Jungwoo is his Teaching Assistant and Y/N is the student, to do a final check of their roles and what they’ll do. Once they’re satisfied with the run through, Johnny tells Y/N to leave the room and knock on the door when she’s ready for the cameras to roll. Y/N nods and walks over to the door. When she opens the door, Johnny calls her to get her attention.

“Remember, don’t look at the camera unless it’s in your face,” Johnny reminds her. Y/N nods to convey she understands. She steps outside and takes a few moments to relax and get into the mindset for filming. A minute later, she knocks on the door and hears Doyoung shout “come in!”

Y/N slowly opens the door and steps in.

“Hi Professor Kim,” Y/N greets. “You wanted to see me?”

“Yes, have a seat, Y/N.” Doyoung points to the empty seat in front of him next to Jungwoo.

“Hi Y/N. It’s a pleasure to see you,” Jungwoo smiles. “But I wish it was on better terms.”

“I-I’m sorry? What’s wrong?” Y/N stammers.

Y/N sits at the edge of her seat, causing the hem of her miniskirt to ride up and expose more of her thighs. Doyoung pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose and glares at her, while Jungwoo frowns. She looks back and forth between Jungwoo and Doyoung, searching for answers. Doyoung sighs and tosses her graded exam at her. There’s a big fat “F” circled in red on the exam. Y/N’s eyes widen seeing the failed exam.

“I expected better from you,” Doyoung reprimands.

“I’m sorry! I don’t know what happened!” Y/N sputters. Her fingers grab the hem of her skirt to distract herself from his disappointed reaction. “I can’t fail! Please let me make up for the exam.”

“You know I can’t let you do that. Especially when I know when you’re so…” Doyoung looks down at her fingers on the hem of her skirt and smirks. “Preoccupied.”

“I’m sorry, Professor. I don’t know what you mean.” Y/N’s eyes widen with confusion.

Jungwoo puts his hand on Y/N’s shoulder and gives her an encouraging smile. He leans in closer and whispers, “We know your dirty little secret.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Y/N moves back into her chair to create some distance with Jungwoo.

“It’s cute how innocent you’re acting.” Jungwoo giggles.

Jungwoo gets up and stands behind Y/N’s chair. He crouches down and rests his chin on her shoulder. “We all know about your other…talents.”

Jungwoo smiles at Doyoung to convey a secret message between the two of them. Jungwoo pulls out his phone and plays a video. The video of her getting fucked by Johnny and Yuta plays with the volume on high. Y/N’s face heats up from the video and the lewd sounds of the moans and slapping skin. Although she’s “acting” right now, watching herself makes her face naturally heat up.

“So that’s what you’re up to instead of studying for my class.” Doyoung sneers. “Letting all these men come inside you like a slut.”

“I…I’m sorry. It was just once!” Y/N stutters, gripping the arms of her chair. “Please don’t tell anyone!”

Y/N’s lip trembles. She gives them a pleading look. Professor Kim gets up from his chair and stands in front of her.

“You look like you were having a great time and now you’re all nervous about the consequences.” Doyoung clicks his tongue in disapproval.

“Please, Professor Kim! No one can know!”

Doyoung cups his hand on her cheek and cooes, “Aww sweetheart, I won’t tell anyone. That would ruin the fun.”

“But what are you going to do about your grade?” Jungwoo drops her test in her lap, bringing their attention back to the matter at hand. Y/N lowers her head, glaring at the failed exam. She releases her hold on the arms of the chair and grabs the exam.

“Please, let me do extra credit. I’ll do anything! I’ll lose my scholarship if I fail your class,” Y/N begs. Doyoung and Jungwoo both laugh at her distress.

“So fucking desperate.” Doyoung scoffs and crosses his arms.

Jungwoo stands next to Doyoung and whispers in ear. Y/N bites her lower lip in anticipation. Doyoung looks over at Y/N and his grin widens. He turns back to Jungwoo and nods to accept whatever he may have suggested. Doyoung adjusts his wire rimmed glasses and turns to Y/N.

“We’ll let you do extra credit,” Doyoung announces.

Y/N lets out a sigh of relief. “Thank you! Thank you so much! I’ll do better this time!”

“Oh you’ll thank us alright.” Doyoung smirks, placing his hands on his hips. He looks at Jungwoo and tilts his head towards Y/N. “Jungwoo, why don’t you do the honors of telling Y/N what her extra credit work is.”

Jungwoo obediently nods. He places his hand back on her shoulder and massages her tense muscles. He rests his chin on her shoulder again and places a soft kiss on her ear lobe.

“We’ll give you extra credit and bump your grade up to a B if you let us fuck you.”

“What!” Y/N pushes away from Jungwoo. “But we’ll get in trouble!”

“That’ll only happen if someone tells the school.” Doyoung crosses his arms. “And that someone wouldn’t be Jungwoo or me.”

“I-” Y/N starts.

Doyoung gives her a pointed look before continuing. “So you fuck us or I flunk you. Your choice.”

Y/N looks back at the taunting big fat “F” on her exam then moves her gaze to Doyoung and Jungwoo. She gives a heavy sigh and nods. “Fine. I’ll let you both fuck me.”

“I knew you would.” Jungwoo kisses her temple and stands next to Doyoung.

“Now strip,” Doyoung commands.

Y/N remains in character and gives him a shy nod. She remains in character by showing a nervous disposition for the camera. Y/N stands up and hesitantly takes her sweater off and tosses it onto the chair. She slides her miniskirt off, letting it drop to the floor. She goes to unhook her bra, but is stopped by a hand.

“Let me help you,” Jungwoo says. He grabs her breasts and gives them a rough squeeze. Y/N gasps from the pressure and drops her hands to her sides. Jungwoo unhooks her bra and drops it to the floor. His hands immediately return to her breasts and pinch her nipples, making Y/N let out an audible whimper. He rests his chin on her shoulder and gives her ear lobe a lick.

“You don’t know how much I fucking love your tits.”

Jungwoo moves his fingers off her hardened nipples to give her boobs a rough squeeze. Y/N leans forward into Jungwoo’s touch, wanting to feel more.

“You think I didn’t notice how you always shove your tits in my face during my TA sessions?” Jungwoo whispers into her ear.

Jungwoo licks down her neck to her left nipple. He circles his tongue on her hardened nipple. The waves of pleasure run through Y/N’s body. He places his mouth around her nipple and starts sucking. Y/N tangles her fingers on his hair and gives an encouraging tug. Jungwoo moves to her right breast to give the same treatment. Y/N starts feeling weak in her knees and pulls him off her. He grabs the back of her head and meets her lips in a rough kiss. He bites down on her lower lip hard enough to leave teeth marks. Y/N whimpers from the pain. Jungwoo breaks the kiss and laughs.

“Aww did that hurt you, sweetheart?” Jungwoo teases. He licks her swollen lower lip to soothe it. “Don’t worry I’ll make it better.”

Jungwoo steps back and hastily takes off his clothes. Underneath all the clothes, he has a muscular build with a well defined six pack. Y/N can’t help but lick her lips in anticipation of what he’ll do to her.

“Like what you see, sweetheart?” Jungwoo smirks, catching her admiring his body. Y/N’s face heats up from being caught staring. “Don’t worry, this is all yours to enjoy.”

Jungwoo takes her with him to the other side of the desk and sits down in Doyoung’s chair. He spreads his legs and reclines back into the chair. He starts stroking his cock while watching Y/N stand naked in front of him. She feels the wetness building and squeezes her thighs together to feel some friction.

“Get on your knees and suck. I know you’re good at this,” Jungwoo demands.

Y/N kneels in front of Jungwoo. She places a hand on each thigh and massages. She lowers her face and slowly licks up his right inner. Jungwoo’s muscles tighten and he squirms under her. She digs her nails into his thighs to steady him before continuing to lick up his thigh. Once she reaches his crotch, she licks up his length to his tip. She tastes the saltiness of his precum on her tongue. She takes his tip in her mouth and swirls her tongue around. Jungwoo lets out a moan and pats her head in appreciation. She hollows out her cheeks and takes more of his length in. She’s about to move off his cock when she feels a hard slap on her ass. The sudden impact makes her choke on Jungwoo’s length, causing Jungwoo’s body to twitch.

“Hurry up, you don’t want someone walking in on us do you?” Doyoung presses. He’s standing naked behind Y/N with a leather belt in his hand.

Y/N moves off of Jungwoo’s dick and licks down his length again. She swirls her tongue around his balls before licking down to his rim.

“Oh fuck!” Jungwoo screams.

Y/N smiles at his reaction. She circles her tongue around his rim and presses the tip of her tongue against his hole. She hears him swear and takes it as an indication to continue. She points the tip of her tongue and begins darting into his rim. Jungwoo grabs his cock and pumps. Y/N continues licking his rim and pushes her tongue deeper into his hole. She feels him shaking, sensing he’s close.

“Fuck! I’m going to come like this,” Jungwoo confesses. He grabs her by the hair and pulls her off his rim. “I need to be inside you before I come.”

He pulls her up by the hair and drags her closer. Jungwoo scoots up to make it easier for Y/N to sit on top of him. She rests her shins on Jungwoo’s thighs and once she finds a comfortable position, she moves up to line his cock to her entrance. Jungwoo tightly grips her hips and pushes her down the length of his cock. Y/N cries out from the unexpected stretch of his full length. Jungwoo pounds into her, rougher and faster each time. Y/N hears Doyoung’s belt whip before she feels the impact of it on her ass. Her body betrays her and she starts clenching around Jungwoo’s length from pain of the whip. Jungwoo and Doyoung both go quicker and rougher with their actions. Y/N feels the heat pool in her lower belly and digs her nails into Jungwoo’s shoulders to steady her balance.

“Fuck!” Jungwoo pulls her off his cock and pushes her away. Y/N stumbles back and winces when the edge of the desk hits her. She grabs onto the desk to steady her balance.

“You thought I’d let you come around my dick like that?” Jungwoo questioned. “You don’t deserve that.”

“Please,” Y/N begs. “I need to come. Let me come.”

Jungwoo shoves the papers and pens off the desk to make space. He lifts Y/N up by her hips and drops her onto the desk. Y/N hisses from the impact. Y/N doesn’t have much time to focus on the pain, when Jungwoo’s tongue is licking her clit. He easily shoves three fingers in her pussy.

“Fuck!” Y/N moans.

Jungwoo curls his fingers and thrusts in and out at a brutal pace. Y/N arches her back when she feels her orgasm building up. She wraps her fingers around his hair and pushes him closer to her clit. Without warning, Y/N clenches around his fingers and comes with a soft moan. Jungwoo licks her clit faster to help her ride out her orgasm. She can feel Jungwoo slipping his fingers out, but her walls are pulsing around them, not ready to let him go.

“Can’t get enough?” Jungwoo laughs. He finally manages to pull his fingers out and licks her wetness off his fingers. He gives her a wink, but she’s still enjoying her high to feel any embarrassment.

Jungwoo’s hand immediately moves to stroke his cock. “Shit, look at you. I could just come watching you like this.”

Jungwoo grabs Y/N by the hair and pulls her closer. Y/N watches him through hooded eyes. She knows Jungwoo is close from the way all his muscles are tensing. A few strokes later, ribbons of his cum land on her boobs. He keeps stroking to cover her boobs with more of his cum. Once he’s almost done, he taps his tip on her left nipple to release the last drops of his cum on her left boob.

Jungwoo pants to catch his breath. He examines his cum on her and laughs. “Not bad, Y/N. We’ll see if Professor Kim thinks that’s good enough to let you pass.”

Jungwoo kisses Y/N’s forehead and moves away. Y/N lays still on the desk waiting for what’s next.

Doyoung steps in where Jungwoo was standing moments ago. Y/N finally gets the chance to focus her attention on his body. He has a different build from Jungwoo’s body - he has wider shoulders, but a thinner waist. His abs aren’t as defined as Jungwoo’s, but lines and dips indicate he works out.

“You certainly know how to put on a show, Y/N.” Doyoung compliments. “But you’re not done earning your extra credit. Remember, you’re failing my class.”

“Turn around.” Doyoung slaps her left thigh to grab her attention.

Y/N lays on her stomach and pushes her hips up. She hears a whipping sound behind her and turns her head back. Doyoung has his belt folded in half and smirks at her. He bends over on top of her body and grabs her jaw hard enough to bruise.

“You didn’t think you wouldn’t be punished, did you?” Doyoung scoffs. “Jungwoo, how many questions did she get wrong on the exam?”

Jungwoo picks up her exam and takes a moment to count off the questions. He gives a low whistle before answering. “10 questions, Professor Kim.”

“I’m sorry, I’ll do better.” Y/N pleads and squirms under Doyoung. She lips quiver in feigned fear for the camera. Doyoung glides his soft hands down her spine and onto her ass. He softly massages and spreads her ass cheeks. Y/N’s body begins to relax into his touch.

“I’m sure you will.” Doyoung kisses each ass cheek before letting go.

He stands behind her, holding his belt up in the air and brings it down onto her ass. Y/N jerks forward from the impact and screams.

“One for every question you got wrong.” Doyoung brings the belt down on her ass again. This time he’s quicker with his actions and her skin blooms a darker shade of red. With each whip of the belt, Y/N squeezes her eyes shut tighter and she feels tears welling up. The impact makes her skin feel as though it’s being set on fire. Sensing she may be getting closer to a level of discomfort, Doyoung eases on the pressure for the last couple of whips. Y/N appreciates the gesture from him.

Once he’s done whipping Y/N, Doyoung grabs her bruised ass cheeks and squeezes.

“Oh fuck!” Y/N shouts out. She shivers from the pleasure of the bruising pain that shoots through her body.

Doyoung takes off his glasses and tosses them onto the desk. He kneels behind Y/N and licks her folds, savoring her wetness.

“So fucking wet like a slut,” Doyoung taunts.

Doyoung slips his tongue inside her pussy to feel her wetness then moves back to licking her folds. Y/N lets out a whimper with each lick. The mixture of pain and pleasure in Y/N builds up the tightness in her lower belly. Doyoung gives her folds a kiss and moves away.

He roughly grabs Y/N by her hair and pulls her off the desk. Y/N groans from the unexpected tug backwards.

“Good, at least you passed that.” Doyoung moves her onto his chair. Y/N gasps from the sudden impact of the leather chair on her bruised ass. “But we’re not done.”

Doyoung grabs his belt from the chair and wraps it around Y/N’s neck. He threads the end through the buckle and gives it a light tug to test it out. Y/N gags slightly from the unexpected pull forward.

“You like that?” Doyoung checks in. Y/N nods in reassurance. “Good girl. Tap me three times if it’s too much.”

“Yes, Professor Kim,” Y/N responds.

“Don’t let me down this time,” Doyoung orders.

He gives the makeshift leash a tug, causing Y/N to yelp. Doyoung takes this chance to shove his hard length into Y/N’s mouth. Y/N gags when his cock hits the back of her mouth. Doyoung wraps the extra belt strap around the back of her head. He grabs hold of the belt strap on each side of Y/N’s face to hold her head steady.

“Don’t act like you don’t know how to do this,” Doyoung mocks.

Doyoung pulls the belt strap towards him to push her head further down his cock. Y/N relaxes her jaw and takes him in easier. Once he feels her at ease, he starts thrusting into her mouth. Y/N shuts her eyes when she feels tears beginning to well up in her eyes. Saliva builds up in her mouth and drips down with each of Doyoung’s thrusts.

“You’re a fucking mess,” Doyoung mocks. “I love seeing you like this.”

He roughly thrusts into her mouth once more before tugging her off his length and letting go of the belt. Y/N coughs with the sudden rush of air.

“I need to fuck your pussy.”

Doyoung slaps her thighs, indicating to Y/N to spread her thighs. Y/N puts her hands on the back of her thighs and pushes them up and spreads. Doyoung takes his hard cock in his hand and rubs the tip along her wet folds. He teases her by pushing his tip a little in her pussy then pulling it out to rub back up to her clit. Y/N whines at his teasing.

“Please, Professor Kim. I need you inside me,” Y/N begs. A tear rolls down her cheek from the way he’s teasing.

Doyoung wipes away the tear. He presses a soft kiss on her cheek to console her.

“Since you’re being a good girl.” Doyoung kisses her lips and grabs hold of the makeshift leash again. Drags his tip down to her entrance and pushes his full length in without warning.

“FUCK!” Y/N screams from his unexpected thrust.

“Look at the way you take my dick,” Doyoung grunts. He pounds into her desperately. Y/N feels herself tremble from the way he pushes deep inside her.

Doyoung leans forward to place rough kisses down her inner thigh. He finds a sensitive spot that makes her quiver and begins sucking and biting on the spot.

“Oh God, Professor Kim! Fuck!” Y/N screams.

Doyoung moves off her thigh and tugs the leash to move her closer to his body. He kisses her lips and slips his tongue in her mouth. He shoves Y/N away before she can deepen the kiss.

They’re interrupted by a loud cough. Doyoung stops his thrusts and they look over at the interruption to see Jungwoo with an evil glint in his eye. He’s holding up a pink vibrator.

“Look what I found in her bag.” Jungwoo waves the vibrator in front of Y/N’s face.

“Of course this slut needs to get off everywhere,” Doyoung scoffs.

“Why don’t we have a little fun?” Jungwoo suggests.

He presses the button and the vibrator begins to buzz. Y/N clenches around Doyoung’s length in anticipation.

“Of course she wants that,” Doyoung laughs.

Doyoung starts pounding into Y/N again while Jungwoo puts the tip of the vibrator on her clit. Y/N’s body shudders and she hisses from the feeling of both. She knows she doesn’t have long until she’s going to reach her climax.

“I’m going to come,” Y/N cries out.

She feels the telling heat spread through her body and cries out.

“Fuck! I’m coming!” Her walls pulse around Doyoung’s length and he thrusts erratically to help her ride out her orgasm.

“Oh God! Please come inside me!” Y/N begs Doyoung as she comes down from her high. Her hands move up to her breasts, massaging and smearing Jungwoo’s cum further.

Doyoung slows down the pace of his thrusts. He starts pulling out and Y/N clenches around his cock to try to keep him inside her.

Doyoung scoffs. “You think you deserve my cum when you’re failing my class? Pathetic.”

He grabs the collar of her makeshift leash with his left hand and positions her face in front of his hard cock. His right hand strokes his cock at an erratic pace. He lets out a low grunt, before ropes of his cum shoot onto Y/N’s face. Y/N sticks her tongue out to catch his remaining cum, but Doyoung taps her cheek with his cock. He continues stroking and the rest of his cum lands on her cheek.

Once he’s done, Doyoung pushes Y/N back into the chair. Johnny steps in to zoom in on her fucked out state and it’s the first time during the filming that she’s conscious of where the camera is.

Jungwoo chuckles as he watches her lounging back in the chair to show off their work.

“Professor Kim, was that enough to pass?” Y/N takes her index finger and wipes a bit of cum off her cheek. She looks directly into the camera and licks the cum off her finger.

“You’re so bad,” Doyoung scoffs.

“Maybe she needs to attend another private Office Hours session with us,” Jungwoo suggests.

“You’re right, Jungwoo,” Doyoung agrees. “She hasn’t gotten enough extra credit points yet.”

“And cut!” Johnny shouts. He puts the camera down on the desk and claps.

“Wow you did great! You didn’t even notice the camera. It felt very natural.” Y/N blushes at Johnny’s compliment.

Y/N sits properly on the chair and grimaces from the pain on her ass. She frowns thinking about how difficult it will be to sit for the next week.

“Are you okay? I’m sorry I was so rough!” Doyoung holds her head up delicately and grabs a wet wipe from the box Jungwoo is holding. He wipes his cum off her face, while Jungwoo does his best to wipe his dried cum off her boobs. Y/N feels touched by the way they carefully help clean her up.

“Doyoung, always the gentleman off camera. People would never know from the way you just fucked!” Johnny jokes.

“Fuck you!” Doyoung elbows Johnny on his way to toss the soiled wipes in the trash can.

“Here you go, Y/N.” Jungwoo holds out a bathrobe for Y/N. YN graciously takes the robe and puts it on, tying a tight knot. Even if she’s had sex with all three men, she still feels a little awkward lounging around naked and cum-stained in front of them.

“Here are your clothes.” Doyoung hands Y/N her clothes, with her underwear and bra discreetly placed in between her skirt and sweater. She appreciates his thoughtfulness.

After they’ve all grabbed their clothes, Johnny bids them farewell and the trio leave to wash up in their designated bathrooms. Y/N turns on the steaming hot shower and feels the water soothe her sore body. She’s thankful she has nothing else to do the rest of the day. When she gets home, she passes out and has the best sleep she’s had in a long time.

[thealternateuniverse]

mixtape moans. (m)

pairing: shy!mark x cheerleader!reader

words: 2.1k+

summary: you’ve learned that your shy boyfriend has written a song about you, incorporating sounds that are not made for the public to hear.

genre: smut

warnings: oral, degradation, multiple orgasms, accidental creampie

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