4wkjun

[4wkjun]

Before The Full Moon Rises

Paring: Jungwon x gn!reader

Genre: fluff, random drabble

Wordcount: 0.5K

Author’s note: this is a silly thing I wrote before sleeping last night. This is the kind of scenario that comes to my mind when I listen to GOT7s Before The Full Moon Rises (Just Right, 2015).

moodboard by @coqiito (thanks a lot!)

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너와 함께 있으면 시간이 너무 빨라 When I’m with you, time goes too fast 밥 먹고 차 마신지 얼마 안된 것 같은데 It hasn’t been long since we ate and drank tea 벌써 열한시반 지하철 막차 시간이 가까워져 난 너무 아쉬워 But it’s already 11:30, getting close to the last train, I’m so sad

“I can’t deal with you”, I said, wiping a tear away from my cheek. Jungwon and I have been talking so much for the past hour, that my cheeks started hurting from the laughter.

“I mean it!”, he replied, still laughing. “I could never think I’d walk into Heeseung baking naked in our kitchen, I mean-” he chuckled again. “Who the fuck wears an apron? Just an apron?”

I laughed, shaking my head. He sighed, almost like puppies do when tired – even though they do nothing. Jungwon reached for his phone inside his pocket.

“Damn, it’s already 11:30 pm.”

I looked around the convenience store we’d been in for the past… three hours. Honestly, I lose my sense of time when I'm around him.

“Geez, I have so much to do back home”, I mumbled, stretching my back.

“Same,” he scoffed with a smile. His hand reached for mine. “C’mon, I’ll walk you home.”

“Aw,” I pouted. “You’re the best.”

Our fingers intertwined and we walked out of the store together. The spring was just around the corner, making the wind blow a little warmer during the day, but still cooler during the nighttime. He placed our hands inside of his pocket, making me smile along.

I wish 너의 집이 조금 더 멀었으면 좋겠어 I wish you lived a little farther 너를 바래다 주던 그 길이 Taking you home feels so short 너무도 짧게 느껴져 조금만 더 너와 함께 걷고 싶은데 When I wanna walk with you a little more

“Ah,” he sighed, looking down. “I wish you lived farther, so I could walk with you for a little more time.”

I felt my cheeks getting flushed as we stopped in front of my house. I so wanted to invite him in, but I knew he would wake up super early in the morning. Instead of saying anything, I let go of his hand and placed my arms around his waist. My head fell onto his broad shoulder and I tilted my head to smell his cologne. My cold nose touched his warm neck.

“I wish you could stay”, I muffled against his skin.

“Me too, darling”, he sighed and hugged me back. I couldn’t see his face, but I knew he was pouting. “C’mon, get inside. It’s getting colder and I don’t want you to catch a cold.”

우리 헤어져야 하는 시간 It’s time for us to say goodbye 너를 집에 보내야 할 시간 It’s time for me to take you home 어김없이 매일 찾아오는 이별의 순간 This time to separate comes every day without fail 뒤도 돌아보지 말고 나 변하기 전에 어서 집에 가 Don’t turn around and hurry home before I change 내 안에 늑대가 깨어나기 전에 Before the wolf in me awakens

“You know”, I said, looking up. My eyes met his and I was right. He was pouting. I took a quick look at his soft lips before pecking them; he smiled right away. “It’s not the cold wind that makes you sick.”

“Hmm, what is it then?”, he said smiling.

"Extreme temperatures can harm the cilia inside our tracheas, making them stop. Cilia is almost like a hair-like structure that keeps moving mucus around. Once the cilia don’t work, the viruses don’t get caught on them and enter our bodies.”

“Gosh, my girlfriend is so smart”, he said softly, leaning in to kiss my lips. I held him by the neck and kissed him again before letting go.

“Let’s meet again after class tomorrow?” I asked.

“Absolutely”, he responded. “Now go, babe.”

jungwonie 🐱: just got home you: good :) you: i was getting worried jungwonie 🐱: why? lol jungwonie 🐱: u know im a beast, no one could ever harm me on the streets you: beast? LMAO jungwonie 🐱: never wonder why i drop u off earlier sometimes? jungwonie 🐱: i gotta ditch u before the full moon rises you: otherwise ur carriage turns into a big ass pumpkin? jungwonie 🐱: ¿?¿?¿? jungwonie 🐱: im saying i became a werewolf and u just called me cinderella jungwonie 🐱: also, her carriage turns into a pumpkin AT MIDNIGHT not bcs of the full moon you: LMAOOO THATS RIGHT

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thinking about making out with jake and feeling his soft hair between your fingers as you hold him closer by the nape of his neck; hearing and feeling him humming when you accidentally pull his locks

im weak 😭

[4wkjun]

kyungjun just left tnx to enlist the military.............. what the fuck is happening with 2024

[4wkjun]

✴ Kinktober, day eleven: nipple play with Yeonjun

✴ Word count: 0,8K ✴ Content warning: nipple play, nipple piercings, nipple orgasm. ✴ Taglist: starsareseen, lucid-sombra, enha13, karinashairdryer, kim2005bomi, hyunj00, lunathewritingcat, onima-chan ✴ Mimi's note: this one is quite short, however, I feel like no one really talks about the possibility of finishing just by this kind of stimulation so... yeah?

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“Oh, my God, I missed you so much!” Yeonjun mumbled against your hair, holding you the closest he’d ever had.

You giggled, holding his neck tighter as well. Your boyfriend’s been out for three months, touring with his group mates. Unfortunately, you couldn’t leave your classes behind to go with him, so you had to wait for him.

His suitcases were thrown all over the living room floor, and he held you in his arms ‘cause you ran all the way from the bedroom when you heard the electronic doorknob. You missed him from the bottom of your heart.✴✴✴“You know what else I missed?”, Yeonjun asked, entering your shared bedroom, nothing but a towel hanging onto his hips and water drops down his torso. “Our shower head. And our bathroom. And our house. Gosh, staying in hotels is awful.”

You nodded, lying down on your bed. You couldn’t help but smirk and run your eyes across his toned body. He turned around to look for his clothes and you whistled when he dropped the towel to put on his underwear. Yeonjun let out a big laugh.

“Are you a perv or something?”

“Maybe. Or maybe I just really missed your tooshie.”

He laughed again, turning around to walk towards the bed. He hung the towel on the doorknob, and you decided to ignore it for a while; he’s been out for so long that you didn’t even feel like scolding him. Yeonjun laid down next to you, the body still a little wet, and you raised your hand to caress his hair.

“I did something thinking of you”, you said quietly, barely whispering. “You would’ve seen it earlier but you decided to skip showering with me.”

“First: I didn’t decide to skip it. I was on the phone with my manager”, he said, whining. “Second: if I would have only seen it in the shower, it means I’ll love it.”

You chuckled, sitting in the bed. His eyes followed you, but his body was still laid in a floppy way. With no words, whatsoever, you raised your baggy t-shirt, revealing not only your underwear but your bare tits. And your new piercings.

“Holy fuck”, he said almost in a groan, raising his body by his elbow. “Can I touch them?”

“Sure. They’re pretty much healed by now.”

With care, Yeonjun’s fingertip brushed against your nipple, which became so much more sensitive after getting pierced. He slowly dragged his fingertip towards the steel bar through your flesh, feeling the cold metal.

“You’re so hot, holy crap”, he mumbled, leaning in closer. You knew what he was about to do, so you leaned your body forward so he could finally attach his lips to your other nipple.

The two of you had sex for the last time the day he left for his tour, so both of your bodies were aching for each other. His lips circled your hard nipple as his hot tongue brushed against it slowly, along with the stimulation he provided with his hand on your right breast. You closed your eyes and grabbed a fistful of his hair, feeling it a lot stronger than you did before piercing them.

“You’re so good at this”, you said between two deep breaths, sounding ridiculously pornographic. Yeonjun could feel his dick hardening.

He left both of your nipples unattended for a second, only to bring you back to your original position: laid down. He placed his body glued to yours before flicking his tongue against your hard nub countless times.

“Jesus, Yeonjun”, you moaned, eyes closed.

“You did this for me, didn’t you?” he asked, his right hand rubbing your left nipple slowly.

Your face was a bright tone of red, your forehead became sweaty pretty quickly, and your panties were sticking. If you knew you’d be this sensitive just from getting piercings, you would’ve done it so much earlier!

“I did”, you nodded, breath uneven. “All for you.”

His mouth got attached to your right nipple again, this time sucking it. You felt such a strong wave down your core that you barely came.

“Oh, my God, don’t stop”, you moaned, hand back to his silky hair. Without noticing it, you grabbed it harder, making him moan and vibrate against your tit. “Don’t stop, please, please, please”, you mumbled between moans.

Yeonjun would never stop you from getting your pleasure, so he kept sucking one of your nipples and stimulating the other one. Within seconds, you came, seeing white.

Yeonjun let go of your breast with a pop, smirking. “Are you serious? You just came?”, he asked quietly, voice deeper than usual.

“Fuck, yes”, you said, breathless.

“Damn, I didn’t know you could do that”, he said almost musically. “Let’s see if you can do that again.”

Before you could stop him, Yeonjun’s body was diagonally over yours – and his lips now attached to your other nipple.

Your night would last forever (and unfortunately, your neighbors’ too).

[4wkjun]

✴ Kinktober, day nine: cuckolding with Heeseung

✴ Word count: 2,2K ✴ Content warning: obvious cuckolding, Heeseung being paid to have sex with y/n, protected sex, nipple play, m!masturbation, fingering (f!receiving), voyeurism, exhibitionism, vaginal sex. ✴ Taglist: starsareseen, lucid-sombra, enha13, karinashairdryer, kim2005bomi, hyunj00 ✴ Mimi's note: for the sake of this plot, I mentioned Just B’s Geonu. Only Bs out there, please wait a bit and I’ll write for them!! Also, don’t sue me <3

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Heeseung took a long puff and threw the cigarette by the road, exhaling the white smoke. The nighttime had begun, and so had his shift.

He walked slowly towards the gate surrounding the house he’d work tonight, fixing his hair before pressing the doorbell. It took around 20 seconds before the man opened the door, clearly a little shy.

“Hi. You must be Heeseung.”

“Yeah, you’re Geonu, right?”

With a nod, Geonu opened the door for you to walk inside. “Come in, y/n’s in the kitchen.”

Heeseung always felt nervous before a shift, even though he’s been doing it for almost two years. He took his shoes off, walking a little timidly towards the tiny kitchen.

“Hi”, he smiled, waving. You were looking for something to eat in the fridge, anxious to wait for Heeseung’s arrival.

“Oh, hi”, you said, raising your head abruptly. You closed the fridge door, indicating the dining table with your hand. “Please, sit.”

With a nod, Heeseung sat down, placing his shoulder bag on his lap. He took an envelope out. You and Geonu took your seats across from Heeseung, not sure what to do or say.

“Ok, so… before we get started, I must say a few rules”, Heeseung started. “I’ll tell you the basics, but it’ll be all detailed here on this contract.”

Geonu raised his eyebrows, surprised. He didn’t think such a thing would have so much… Detailing.

“First: I will not, under any circumstances, do anything without protection. I do have a copy of my latest medical exams in case you want to check, but either way, this is off the list.”

The two of you nodded and you felt relief. You never had unprotected sex with your boyfriend, let alone the guy you paid to have sex with you. You took the contract out of the envelope, shaking a little.

“Second: do not give you guys permission to record anything out of our session, not even voice notes. I will also not let any of my electronic devices around us, you can be sure your privacy will be protected”, he said, waiting as you and Geonu tried to read everything on that piece of paper. “Third: we need a safe word, which must be settled beforehand. Fourth: once the payment is done, it is done; I will not reimburse you if you decide to back down.”

Heeseung gave you and your boyfriend a few seconds to read all of the rules he set on the contract. You seemed ok with it – and so did Geonu.

“Do you guys have any questions or requests?”

“I do”, you said, timidly. “I don’t mean to be rude, but I don’t want to be kissed.”

“Anywhere or on the lips?” Heeseung asked seriously. The question itself made your cheeks and ears burn hot.

“On… the lips”,  you responded in a quiet tone. Geonu wanted to laugh, finding you cute. “Also, no pet names.”

“Got it. Mr. Geonu?”

“We’re probably around the same age; can’t we cut the formalities?” Geonu asked, smiling awkwardly. Plus, you’re about to fuck my girlfriend, he thought.

“Yeah, sure. Do you have anything to say?”

Geonu pouted and you held his hand behind the table, squeezing it. If he wanted to back out, you’d be fine with it.

“Nah, I’m curious about one thing. If she wants to stop in the middle of it, would it be ok?”

“Absolutely”, Heeseung nodded. “Just no reimbursement.”

“Alright. Now, do you guys have a safeword you’re used to?”

“Not really, the good old “stop” usually works”, you shrugged.

“May I suggest the word red to be our safeword just for the night?”

“Yeah, it’s fine”, you said. Geonu nodded.

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Twenty minutes later, the two of you had signed the contract, paid for the job, and moved to the bedroom. Geonu sat down on the chair in the corner of the room, while you and Heeseung sat don’t in the middle of the bed. Heeseung sat against the headboard with his legs wide open, you in the middle of them with your back against his chest.

“Remember, if you decide to stop, the safeword is red”, Heeseung warned gently. You nodded.

The two of you were fully clothed as Heeseung moved your hair out of your shoulder to have access to your neck. He started by giving it soft pecks, just trying to get you more comfortable. You, on the other hand, closed your eyes, embarrassed. Geonu adjusted himself on the chair, eyes glued on your facial expressions.

Heeseung started to give your neck open-mouthed kisses, making you involuntarily move your head to the side, giving him more access. His hands moved carefully through your waist, searching for the hem of your shirt. His fingertips were cold as they entered your clothing to touch your skin. His touch was light, barely doing anything, but somehow you started to feel less weird about it.

His hands stroked your skin from your ribcage to your hips, stopping by the hem of your sweatpants. For a second, you felt ridiculous for not dressing up better. You seemed to relax after a little while, breathing harder when he slightly nipped at your skin. Heeseung’s hands moved upwards, circling your breasts with his whole palms before squeezing it softly. You didn’t say red, so he kept the motion for a couple of seconds before pulling your bra down to touch your nipples directly. You sighed when his fingertips circled your hard buds, a wave of electricity running straight down your core.

For about 40 seconds, Heeseung’s mouth left your neck and he focused on making you melt beneath his touch on your sensitive breasts. The realization of how sensitive you were made him aroused, his cock slowly hardening against your ass. Heeseung took one of his hands out of your nipple to raise your shirt, allowing Geonu to see your bare chest. Geonu breathed harder, the scene obscenely hot for him.

Without a warning, Heeseung’s hand entered your sweatpants. His hand reached for your thigh, fingertips caressing your skin so softly you barely felt the actual touch. He kept moving his hand up and down slowly, getting closer and closer to your clothed pussy.

His index and thumb pressed your left nipple harder, almost pinching it. You left a loud whine, throwing your head back against his shoulder. Geonu felt his cock twitch inside of his pants, eyes getting darker by only looking at you.

Knowing you’d already be wet, Heeseung’s hand caressed your pussy through the clothes. He could feel the wet patch on the bottom of your panties, which only made him more aroused. He never had any client that sensitive so fast. His fingertips didn’t do anything specific, he just rubbed your cunt from the slit to your clit through the thin fabric.

“Gosh, you’re soaking already”, Heeseung scoffed, smirking. “Won’t we take those pants off so your boyfriend can see how wet you got?”

Your cheeks got hotter as you closed your eyes harder, nodding. You raised your head and closed your legs (even though you can’t remember when you got them opened like that) to slide your pants through them easily, eyes locked on Geonu’s. He had a prominent boner on his shorts and gave you a smirk, making you feel more vulnerable.

You laid your back against Heeseung’s chest again, opening your legs a little timidly again. Your state was, at least, ridiculous to your point of view: messed up hair, shirt raised to your chest, bra down your ribcage, pants on the floor and panties soaking wet. From Geonu’s point of view, you were the hottest he’d ever seen.

Both Heeseung’s hands reached for your thighs, opening your legs wider for him, placing your ankles behind his legs. His hands caressed your inner thighs before they stopped almost above your cunt. One of his hands opened your pussy lips, while the other pulled your underwear up, rubbing the fabric roughly against your clit. You moaned quietly, eyes closing.

“C’mon, don’t be shy. Pull up a big show for him”, Heeseung whispered against your ear. He moved the fabric a few times, stimulating your clitoris harshly and spreading your arousal on yourself. You sighed, hands playing with the sheets beneath you.

Heeseung pulled your panties up, breaking the contact of your skin with it. He pulled it up to the side, collecting your arousal with his fingers. You whined again, his fingers colder than before. He dragged the arousal to your clit, circling it slowly right after. This time, you moaned openly, just like you did with Geonu.

Geonu couldn’t stop smirking at you, his cock so hard against his underwear that it almost hurt him. Slowly, he started to rub his cock through his clothes. Heeseung’s cock was not different.

Heeseung’s other hand let go of your underwear, collecting your arousal again, this time to start to finger you. He slid two fingers at once, making your whine higher and close your eyes harder, mouth agape. With no effort at all, he curled his fingers and started pumping them in and out, brushing against your g-spot while still abusing your swollen clit.

“Oh, my God”, you whined, fingers now holding your sheets as if your life depended on it. “I’m gonna cum!”

Heeseung scoffed against you, shaking his head. “Already going dumb? Just by fingering? Gosh, look at you”, he cooed.

You kept clenching around his fingers at every word leaving his lips, the know only growing bigger down your stomach.

“Red”, you whined, breathless. Heeseung stopped immediately and Geonu just looked at you, stopping his stroking.

“Do you want me to leave?”, Heeseung asked gently.

“No”, you answered, chest rising and falling fast. “I- I just thought you’d… fuck me”, you said, shy. “I can’t cum more than once in at least thirty minutes, I get too sensitive”, you explained completely embarrassed. Geonu smiled, cock twitching again. He knew how sensitive you got, he couldn’t wait to see you whining and trying to close your legs desperately as you always do.

“I see”, Heeseung scoffed. “In that case, won’t you get in all fours for me?”

“R-right here?”, you asked, sitting straighter, your back not touching him anymore.

“Maybe you could move to the side of the bed, give Geonu a nice view of you being railed by someone else.”

You clenched around nothing, a mixture of arousal and embarrassment. You finished undressing yourself, throwing your remaining clothes through the room, and walking towards Geonu instead of just leaning on the bed.

“You sure you don’t want to… step in?”, you asked, leaning in to peck his lips. Heeseung undressed himself and looked for the condom in the meantime.

“Nah, this is priceless”, Geonu responded in a husky voice, extremely aroused. He kept stroking himself through his pants.

You slowly walked back to the bed, noticing Heeseung was ready and waiting for you. He was standing next to the bed, stroking himself while looking at you two.

As you got on all fours, you laid your head against the mattress, feeling way too exposed. Heeseung aligned himself on your entrance, sliding his covered tip through it for a bit. Without a warning, Heeseung penetrated you at once, bottoming out in one go. You gasped loudly, grabbing the sheets again. You didn’t know how big his cock would be when you contacted him in the first place, but now you were kinda regretful of not asking because his tip was abusing your cervix. You’d have cramps after.

You thought Heeseung would be a little gentler, however, he started to pound into you the way you never thought someone else would. You loved when Geonu fucked you hard and fast, melting your brains out because of the pleasure, but this was completely different.

You couldn’t stop clenching and whining as Geonu finally pulled his pants and underwear down, setting his cock free. His hand started to work hard against his tip and he moaned along with you, only making you clench harder against Heeseung’s cock.

“Look at you, already drooling and clenching. You’re pulling up such a pretty performance for him, aren’t you?”, Heeseung groaned. He tried to control himself not to grab your ass too hard, so he wouldn’t leave any marks on your skin, but you were sucking him in so good, he couldn’t deal with it properly.

Geonu’s hand slapped hard and fast against his pelvis, the noise mixing with the noise of Heeseung’s balls against your ass. It all became too much and you knew you’d cum in any second. You were moaning incoherent stuff, babbling and drooling over the sheets, knuckles turning white from the strength you put into holding the sheets. Geonu knew you were about to cum, he had a hard time knowing if he looked at your hazed face or your pussy being pounded roughly.

“I can’t”, you moaned, trying to hold longer.

“Then cum, make a mess”, Heeseung groaned. And you did.

You moaned loudly, your breath hectic in the middle of your whining afterward. Heeseung kept fucking you restlessly, chasing his own orgasm. After your cloud nine was gone, you started whining and trying to close your legs, shaking like Jell-O. Geonu came hard, groaning as his cum spurted down his hand.

In 15 seconds, Heeseung came hard inside of his condom, groaning just as hard as Geonu did. He slowly removed himself from your insides, allowing you to finally lay on the bed, shaky.

You thought it would be awful, but turns out cuckolding was not bat at all.

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✴ Kinktober, day seven: accidental stimulation with Sunoo

✴ Word count: 1,5K ✴ Content warning: kitchen sex, oral sex (f!receiving), little bit of an oral fixation. ✴ Taglist: @starsareseen, @lucid-sombra, @enha13, @karinashairdryer, @kim2005bomi, @hyun00

✴ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! ✴

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“Jesus Christ, we should’ve bought a cake”, you laughed.

“Ya! It’s not that bad!” Sunoo responded, pretending to be offended.

The two of you were decorating a cake for your nephew’s third birthday. You told your sister you’d buy him a cake, but your lovely boyfriend suggested that the two of you bake it.

Baking wasn’t the problem at all. You two agreed on a chocolate cake, Sunoo mixed the batter while you worked on the filling. However, none of you seemed to know how to work around chantilly, the counter gross and sticky because it took you three tries to finally achieve the right consistency.

Now, the cake was weirdly covered in a heavy mass of chantilly, looking almost like cement all over it. You laughed while Sunoo tried to move it around with a spatula to cover the holes. You collected an excess of it with your (clean) fingers and placed it on the spot without any chantilly at all.

“Maybe we should make more, I think a can of heavy cream wasn’t enough.”

“Do we have any heavy cream left?”, he asked with a chuckle. “Plus, what if we forget to add vanilla again? It’ll taste like nothing.”

“Nah, it’ll taste like whipped cream.”

“Nobody likes plain whipped cream.”

“I do!”, you responded in a higher pitch, ready to playfully fight him. “I’d punch you if my hands weren’t sticky right now.”

Sunoo laughed, putting the spatula down. “Let me see”, he asked, reaching out for your hand. You let him grab your hand in his, only to watch him wrap his lips around your fingertips to suck the chantilly out of them.

You knew it wasn’t his intention, but it sent a shiver right down your core, turning you on instantaneously. You just watched him sucking your fingers (without any sign of dirty thoughts behind his eyes) without a single reaction, not being able to move.

Sunoo removed your fingers from his mouth and smiled, leaning in to peck your lips quickly.

“So much better than plain whipped cream”, he winked, laughing a bit. He turned around to toss the spatula on the sink, and you stood still, your brain suddenly fogged. “Hey, you ok?”, he asked after a few seconds, looking at you over his shoulder as he opened the tap.

You cleaned your throat, nodding. “Yeah, yeah.”

“You sure?”, he asked, pouting. “You got quiet all of a sudden.”

You moved a bit, leaning your back against the counter. Your mind couldn’t forget that scene and how it made you feel – only making it worse.

“Nah, I haven’t”, you said, voice an octave higher.

Sunoo turned the water off, turning around to face you. He arched an eyebrow, obviously not buying it.

“Do you actually think you can fool me?”

“Sometimes, yeah”, you shrugged, smiling awkwardly.

With a sigh, Sunoo walked towards you (took him literally three steps), standing still in front of you. “Do I need to tickle the truth out of you?”

You scoffed, leaning in to lay your forehead against his shoulder. Sunoo crossed his arms behind your back, holding you as he leaned his cheek against your head.

“It’s a little gross.”

“Not possible”, he said softly. “I can take anything that comes from your weird-ass head.”

You playfully slapped his ribcage before wrapping your arms around his torso. “I’m just a little embarrassed ‘cause I got a little turned on.”

“Oh”, Sunoo said, eyebrows raised even though you couldn’t see. “Should I ask how that happened?”

You took a deep breath, closing your eyes and holding him closer.

“When you… sucked my fingers.”

You needed no other word for Sunoo to get it. He stayed silent for a few seconds before rubbing your back. He placed a gentle kiss on top of your head before saying:

“What should we do about it?”

You looked up, confused.

“Nothing?”

Sunoo scoffed, shaking his head. He moved one of his hands towards the side of your neck, part of his fingers placed on your cheek before leaning in to connect your lips.

His soft lips moved slowly against yours, melting you beneath his touch. Every time your tongues brushed against each other’s, you felt a sparkle. Your hands moved to the sides of his body, holding tightly his hoodie.

“What are you doing?”, you asked once he broke the kiss. Sunoo didn’t answer. Instead, he grabbed your hand from his clothing and dragged it towards his lips.

He started kissing your hand gently, just by pecking your fingers – already turning your pupils dilated by the feeling – while keeping eye contact. He didn’t know your hands were that sensitive, but now he wouldn’t let it go.

“Ya, Sunoo”, you tried warning him, but your voice sounded shaky. He scoffed, slowly licking your fingertips. Your eyes closed involuntarily, the excitement growing by the second.

Sunoo held your waist more strongly than he normally would, while his other hand held yours against his lips. He sucked your index and middle finger up to your knuckles, making you sigh heavily.

“How do you want me to make you cum, love?”, he asked gently after completely removing your fingers from his soft mouth while his fingers brushed your waist softly through the fabric of your shirt.

You mumbled something incoherent and lay your head against his shoulder again, completely embarrassed. Sunoo knew not only you but also how your body reacted to his touch. He knew you were wet and growing desperate for him to touch your whole body.

“I guess it’s up to me, then”, he chuckled. Sunoo used his hand to hold your chin and raise your head, looking at your flustered face. His inner self wanted to smirk and make some mean comment about your state, but it was just so hot for him that he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

With care, he kissed your lips. His actions were sweet, but his intentions were just the opposite, his cock getting hard at the thought of you so desperate because of him. 

“Will you let me take care of you?”, he said in almost a whisper, lips brushing against yours as he spoke. You nodded, eyes still closed.

Sunoo used to go big or go home, so instead of torturing you, he dropped to his knees. His fingers reached the button of your jeans, undoing it in such a peace it killed you. Your cheeks burned hot as he calmly pulled your jeans and your panties down, embarrassed for not wearing anything sexy and for that little wet patch on them. Your right hand reached for his soft hair, caressing his scalp as you leaned against the counter. He took your bottom clothing completely off, making you feel exposed. His hand reached for the back of your right thigh, pulling it over his shoulder.

“What are you-”

You couldn’t finish the sentence, once Sunoo’s warm tongue licked a stripe from your slit to your clit and made you hold your breath. His lips focused completely on your clit from that moment on, making patterns in it with his wet muscle and eventually sucking it.

“Jesus, Sunoo”, you meawled, almost melting beneath his touch. Your eyes barely stayed open, but Sunoo’s were focused on your face. Your expressions and soft moans of pleasure were way too amusing for him to miss.

Without a warning, Sunoo’s middle and ring fingers were abusing your velvety walls from the inside. The way he curled his fingers and massaged your g-spot with ease made your eyes close even harder and your hand left his hair, now both of them supporting your weight better against the counter.

Sunoo absolutely loved how fast you’d cum when he eat you out, never lasting more than three minutes of his tongue abusing your swollen clit. He knew how and when to press all the right spots to make you melt beneath his touch.

“Hmpf, Sunoo”, you mumbled, biting your lips in between the words to keep the moans from floating out of your throat. “I’m so close.”

Sunoo scoffed, already knowing that. With no warning, his left hand pressed down your stomach while the other one worked harder and faster, pumping in and out of you and massaging your g-spot with ease.

Within seconds you were a babbling mess, grinding your hips against his face. He only stopped stimulating your g-spot and your clit once you whined higher, letting him know it was too much.

Sunoo got up, wiping his chin with the back of his hand, a big smirk on his face and a bulge on his pants. You were panting, knuckles white from the strength you put into them to keep you standing up while your lover gave you a mindblowing orgasm.

“So, how do you feel?”, he asked, gently even though his face had the biggest grin you’ve ever seen.

“I…” your chest raised fast. “I think I really love you”, you said, playfully.

“Maybe you could show how much you love me”, he said in the same playful tone, right hand pressing his boner over his pants.

You laughed, nodding.

[4wkjun]

✴ Kinktober, day five: breeding kink with Soobin

✴ Word count: 1,7K ✴ Content warning: unprotected sex, nipple play, masturbation (f!receiving), love birds, curse words. ✴ Taglist: @starsareseen , @lucid-sombra, @enha13 , @karinashairdryer, @kim2005bomi, @lunathewritingcat , @hyunj00

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After an exhausting week, you finally slept until your energy was fully charged. You woke up around 09:30 A.M. on a Saturday, being held hostage by your adorable husband.

“Soob?”, you mumbled, turning around to face him. His left arm held you against his body as if you were the most precious thing he ever had.

You looked at him, completely peaceful – and half-naked, which made the view nicer for you – in his sleep. You couldn’t get over how precious and pretty he looked, wishing you had a bunch of mini Soobins running around your house.

“Babe?”, you said, softly this time. You glued your lips to his soft cheek, kissing it tenderly. “Wake up, sleepyhead”, you mumbled, kissing down his jaw.

Soobin hummed, his arm holding you closer – but eyes still closed. You kept pecking his jaw and neck, waiting for his response. A few seconds passed by and you chuckled.

“I know you’re awake, Bin.”

“Shhh, I’m not”, he mumbled. “Keep kissing.”

You laughed, giving his neck a slight and playful bite.

“Is it too early for us to talk?”

“Depends”, he said, finally opening his puffy eyes. He leaned back a little, letting go of his strong grip to look you in the eyes. “How much trouble am I in?”

“Mmm… None.”

“Then we can talk”, he smiled lazily. You smiled back.

“We’ve been married for almost two years”, you started. “How do you feel… about us starting to try for a baby?”

Instead of answering, Soobin looked at you, almost blankly. Your blood suddenly ran cold on your body, afraid he’d said he changed his mind about his vows and didn’t want a big family anymore.

“Babe?”, you said, nervous.

“Uh, sorry”, he said, eyes focusing on you again. “Yeah, I’d love that!”

“You sure? ‘Cause you looked a little… tormented right now”, you said, casually running your fingers down his jawline.

“Nah, my mind just ran a few miles ahead of my sanity, sorry”, he said, chuckling a little. His big hand left your back, now caressing your head. “I can’t wait for our family to grow bigger.”

You smiled, leaning in to peck his plump lips. It turns out that’s what being married is about, not giving a single shit about only kissing after brushing your teeth.

“Should we start now?”, he said in a lower tone, hand moving down your ass. He gently squeezed the flesh and pulled you closer by the leg – throwing your leg on his hip –, allowing your core to feel his morning wood.

“Jesus, how did that just happen?” you said playfully.

Soobin blushed, his hand now caressing your thigh. “I’d rather not talk about it.”

“Nah, too bad, mister”, you said, hand reaching for his biceps. You slowly dragged your nails on his skin, watching the goosebumps hit him right on the spot. “Tell me.”

With a sigh, Soobin’s hand entered your pajama shorts and squeezed your ass again. “The thought of… me… fucking you raw… drove me a little over the edge.”

Your eyes widened, surprised by the sudden confession. The two of you had discussed kinks and boundaries since you started dating – almost seven years ago –, and yet, he never mentioned having this kink.

“Oh, Soobie”, you cooed, hand traveling through his shoulder to reach the nape of his neck. “You never told me you wanted so bad to feel me creaming around your fat cock.”

Soobin mumbled something incoherent, squeezing your ass harder. He didn’t respond, just leaned in to kiss you – properly, this time.

He gently pushed you towards the back, getting you almost 100% on your back and his body a little over yours – both of your legs opened for him. Your husband got himself perfectly fit between your legs, his hard cock pressing against your clothed pussy as his lips abused yours.

He wasted no time, his left hand letting go of your ass to sneak into your shirt, rough palm against your soft skin. In a matter of seconds, his big hand squeezed your right boob, making you smile through the kiss.

Soobin left a wet trace of messy kisses down your jaw and neck, his hand still massaging the flesh of your boob – but not even touching your hard nipple. His lips reached your clavicle, leaving a harsh suck that no one else would be able to see at work.

“Hey, don’t do that”, you mumbled, chuckling. “Are you a horny teenager?”

“Yes, now undress”, Soobin responded, laughing along. You only laughed louder, pulling him in for a kiss, moaning as soon as his tongue touched yours.

One of Soobin’s arms was flexed on the bed, supporting his weight, while the other let go of your boob to pull your shirt. He managed to expose your bare boobs and let go of your lips to attach his to your left breast.

You moaned, your nipple way too sensitive against his hot tongue. Your hand closed around his soft black locks without giving it a second thought, just enjoying the wave of pleasure he provided.

A few minutes ago, you were surprised by how hard Soobin became with nothing but words leaving your lips. Now you were a moaning mess beneath him, ready to beg for him to fuck you until you got numb.

“Bin, please”, you mumbled, reaching for his free hand and placing it right above your (now) dripping pussy. He scoffed, letting go of your nipple to look at you, a huge smirk painted on his lips.

“Tell me, what do you want?”

“Your cock, please.”

“Mmm, I was thinking about eating you out…”, he said, still smirking. “I guess I’m gonna have to skip it since you don’t want me to.”

Before you could answer, his fingers started moving against your clothed clit. You sucked your breath in, closing your eyes harshly.

“No, I…”, you started, fighting to keep your eyes open. “You can…”

Soobin laughed, shaking his head before giving your nipple a single lick. You whined, hand still caressing (or trying to) his scalp.

“I can feel your shorts getting damp”, he whispered before sucking your nipple properly again. You nodded, eyes hooded looking at him.

“Please, babe”, you whined.

His cock was twitching inside of his underwear, the single piece of clothing keeping his body away from yours. Soobin knew you slept with no underwear, only an old t-shirt and a comfortable pair of shorts, so he decided to stop messing around.

With patience – more than you wanted –, Soobin’s lips left your nipple as he removed his hand from your clothed clit, and pulled his underwear down and your shorts to the side. He used his (now) free hand to adjust himself to your slit, his excitement growing bigger as he finally could feel your warm pussy directly against his cock.

“Can I?”, he asked with hazed eyes, rubbing his shaft from your clit to your entrance, making himself hold a moan.

“Please”, you meowed.

With care, Soobin pushed his tip in, your walls extremely tight due to the lack of preparation. Soobin was big, and you knew it. It burned a little, but you could deal with a little discomfort for a few seconds.

“Jesus, you’re so tight”, he moaned, head buried in your neck. You kept massaging his scalp while he slowly kept pushing himself in. Your gummy walls felt heavenly for Soobin – and he knew he’d had to think about something else or he’d cum super fast.

He bottomed out and you could feel a little bump on your lower stomach due to the size difference of you two, and you moaned as your hand left his soft hair and pressed the bulge down. Soobin groaned.

“You love how far you can feel me, don’t you?”, he whispered, nipping at your earlobe.

Slowly, Soobin started to fuck you, going in and out at a delicious pace. Usually, you’d beg him to go faster, but his slow and hard thrusts had your eyes going way past your eyelids.

“Bin”, you moaned, holding against his flexed biceps. “I love you”, you let out – for no apparent reason.

“I love you more, bun”, he groaned against your skin. “I’mma impregnate you so good, you’ll be so fucking hot, glowing pregnant.”

As you bit your lips to contain a moan, you finally understood: Soobin got so horny out of nowhere because he had a breeding king and never told you.

“Yes, please”, you moaned, smiling a bit. “I want your cum in me, Binnie, please!”

Soobin groaned, thrusting harder than before. “Your walls feel so soft around me, I can’t wait to have them dripping my cum.”

You brought your hand to your clit, circling it slowly to match his thrusts. None of you would last.

“You’ll cream around my cock, won’t you?”, he moaned, thrusts erratic as you kept clenching around his shaft. “In a few months, you’ll be full of one of my babies, right?”

“Yes Bin, please”, you whined, feeling your orgasm close.

“I’ll have you cumming around my cock every day until I get you filled up real nice, you got it?” he mumbled, eyes strongly closed as he felt himself close too.

Even though Soobin got almost numb with all of the pleasure, he noticed you started holding your breath, silently announcing you were about to cum.

“Cum for me, be a good girl creaming around my fat cock.”

That was it. His single sentence drove you to cloud nine, orgasm exploding inside of you with a high-pitched moan. A few seconds later, Soobin came as well, finally painting your walls white with his thick cum. He kept thrusting for a while, not wanting to waste a single drop.

Finally, Soobin let his weight down on you, almost crushing you underneath him.

“Babe,” you whined. Still brain-fogged.

Soobin said nothing, just held your body tight and turned around, laying his body on the mattress again – his cock still buried deep inside of you. You moaned.

“We need to talk about this breeding kink you never told me about”, you whispered ten seconds after, breaking the silence.

“Shhh, I’ll fuck you until you can’t walk first. Then we’ll talk.”

You laughed, nodding. Soobin gave you a peck on the lips and closed his eyes for a long minute. Turns out you barely left the bed that day.

[4wkjun]

✴ Kinktober, day three: car sex with Taehyun

✴ Word count: 1,9K ✴ Content warning: protected sex, kind of public, little bit of fem!masturbation, nipple play, mention of hickeys, a bit of overstimulation, curse words. ✴ Taglist: @starsareseen, @lucid-sombra, @enha13, @karinashairdryer, @kim2005bomi, @lunathewritingcat , @hyunj00

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The rain poured heavily on top of your and Taehyun’s heads as you walked – read: ran – towards his car. Turns out it is

important to check out the weather before planning a hike with your boyfriend. The mud beneath your feet made the whole thing a lot harder than you expected, so the both of you just gave up running – afraid you’d fall and hurt yourselves – so you took

“Damn”, Taehyun mumbled as the two of you closed his car’s doors after a long trip down the hill. “You ok?”

“Yeah, but your carpet’s gonna need a bath.”

Taehyun laughed, starting the car to turn the heater on. “Don’t worry about that, I just don’t want you to be sick after this long shower.”

You chuckled, pulling your seat back to be able to take your muddy shoes off. As you bent forward to untie your boots, you looked at him. Taehyun looked completely hypnotized by you: your hair was dripping water down your chest – and his seat, but honestly? He couldn’t care less –, your t-shirt becoming see-through, your facial expression completely innocent as your nipples threatened to peek through.

“Babe?”

“Yeah?”, he responded, looking in your eyes. You let out a small laugh – which he didn’t listen to due to the pouring rain hitting the car’s ceiling nonstop.

“Are you ok?”

“Absolutely”, he said, his voice an octave higher. Ugh, what is wrong with me?, he thought.

You considered your sex life pretty consistent for a young couple. Obviously, you didn’t have sex every day, and sometimes you wouldn’t do it even once a week because of your erratic schedules, but lately, Taehyun has been dealing with late puberty. He’d get a boner from just looking at you, picturing himself putting you in positions he didn’t even know could turn him on. So many dirty thoughts ran over his mind, a thousand miles an hour, he felt like a pervert.

You turned around in your seat, supporting your back against the door. Your left leg was bent beneath your right leg, your ankle right above your knee; he had such a privileged view of your inner thighs and clothed pussy, his head almost spun.

Dead cats, my grandmother taking a shower, my parents having sex, he thought, trying to avoid a boner.

“You think you fool me?” you asked funnily. “Tell me, what’s on your mind?”

He scoffed, turning to face the windshield. “You wouldn’t wanna know, sweetheart.”

“Oh, I do”, you pouted. “I’m your girlfriend, you know you can share anything with me.”

“Ok, fine”, he sighed. “I’m thinking about pulling my seat backward and watching you bounce on my cock nonstop right now.”

Suddenly, all of your blood seemed to separate itself in two hemispheres: half of it ran to your cheeks, making you as red as a cherry tomato, while the other half ran to your core, making you feel a pinch down your stomach.

“Oh.”

Taehyun laughed, throwing his head back. He was about to tell you to chill, not worry about a thing when your mouth worked faster than his.

“We could do that.”

“What?”, he asked, facing you all of the sudden. Your cheeks and ears burned hot, but the thought of being railed by your lover in the middle of a parking lot – and yet not being caught because of the heavy rain working as a curtain – was way too luring.

“That…”, you said, gesturing weirdly with your hands. “I’m ok with it”, you shrugged. 

“Babe”, he chuckled, his right hand reaching for your hot cheek. “You don’t have to do anything because I’m being a perv.”

You laughed, laying your head against his palm. “What if I want to?”

“In that case…”, he said, removing his hand from your face. He bent forward and in a matter of seconds, his seat went back. “C’mere”, he tapped his thigh twice.

Without putting too much thought into it, you did it. Awkwardly, you jumped over to the other side – accidentally knocking your knee on the door, which made Taehyun chuckle a little and ask if you were ok –, sitting right above his thighs.

“Hi”, you said, almost whispering.

“Hi”, Taehyun responded, smirking. His left hand reached for your chin, holding your face still. “Can I kiss you?”

“I’ll be sad if you don’t.”

With a soft chuckle, Taehyun’s lips reached for yours, his hand moving from your chin towards your neck. His lips moved slowly against yours, making you melt beneath his touch, your hands reaching for his torso – you almost laughed between the kisses when his muscles tensed.

“You’re too distant”, he mumbled against your lips, pulling you closer. Your soaked skirt rubbed against his soaked jeans, rolling them up your thighs. Taehyun took the opportunity to caress your humid skin.

“Is this way better?”, you asked, feeling your crotch right above his. He hummed as you slowly grind against his clothed cock.

“You have no idea”, he responded, his lips now finding your neck. He took his time abusing your wet and cold skin, tongue brushing against your sweet spot more times you could count, teeth softly nipping and leaving love marks behind his trace – more than enough to make you aroused.

“Tyun…”, you mumbled, grinding against him again. You could feel your arousal pooling against his jeans.

“I can feel you throbbing, baby”, he said with a smirk. “Tell me, what do you want?”

“You”, you said with a sigh.

“How do you want me?”

You whined, pressing your body downwards. He suppressed a hiss, left hand squeezing your thigh.

“Words, love.”

“I want you to touch me.”

“I am touching you”, he chuckled.

“Not like that”, you said, blushing. Instead of saying anything explicitly, you grabbed his left hand and placed it right above your clothed pussy.

Taehyun only chuckled and moved his head toward your neck again – this time, on the other side –, while his fingertips played around the hem of your panties. You reached for his biceps, looking for support, because it felt like you were about to melt.

“I guess I should suggest nasty stuff more often”, he mumbled between wet kisses down your skin – and his fingertips entered your underwear, going straight to your slit. His middle and ring finger rubbed up and down your slit, spreading your wetness and making you moan quietly. “Don’t hold back”, he demanded. “No one will hear us, it’s pouring outside.”

You gulped, opening your eyes and facing the ceiling. He had such an effect on you, that you can’t even remember when you closed them in the first place. Right after collecting your arousal on his digits, Taehyun’s fingertips circled your clit and you sighed loudly. Moving slower than you wished, his lips closed particularly harshly on your sweet spot, making you whine.

“Faster, please”, you mumbled, eyes involuntarily closed again. Taehyun could feel his dick twitching inside of his tight underwear as you kept dripping for him. You are already a whiny mess for him with only a few kisses and touches in the right places; adorable.

“Nah, I’d rather have you cumming on my cock”, he said, stopping the abuse on your neck. “Think you need me to prepare you?”

“No, please”, you said, reaching for his plump lips. He happily accepted the kiss, his hand leaving your already swollen clit to grab your ass with both hands beneath the skirt. You felt yourself clenching around nothing as he squeezed the flesh.

You separated your lips, allowing him to awkwardly reach for his wallet in his back pocket to grab a condom. In the meanwhile, you managed to unbutton and unzip his pants as fast as you could, barely desperate for him.

The both of you chuckled as you had to switch your weight to your knees for Taehyun to be able to pull his pants – and underwear – down. Your hands were fast to pump his cock a few times while he tried to open the condom package, owning a shaky moan from your man. He hated himself for having to pull your soft and small hand away from his shaft so he could put the condom.

“You ready?”, he said, pumping himself a couple of times with the condom on, spreading the lube evenly.

“Yeah”, you said, pulling your panties to the side and lifting your weight again. He aligned himself to your entrance, his lubed tip rubbing against your already wet slit before you could actually sink on him. As you did, the both of you moaned, your fingernails entering his shoulder as you reached for support. You were less than halfway down his shaft when you felt yourself clenching involuntarily when his tip brushed slowly through your g-spot.

“Fuck, you’re so much hotter than I pictured right now”, he groaned, hands firm on your waist. As you bottomed out, your chest was already moving faster, the wave of pleasure never seeming to go down.

You slowly became fucking yourself on his cock rhythmically, moaning and whining with your eyes closed and eyebrows furrowed. Taehyun couldn’t seem to close his eyes to save his life, the image of you pleasuring yourself on him was just too much. He lifted your skirt, bending his seat a little down to be able to see his cock entering you with ease after a good minute.

He knew he wouldn’t last long, especially with you on top, so he reached your damp shirt to free your boobs – and attach his lips to one of them – while his fingertips reached for your clit again. You dealt with it for almost a whole minute without becoming – already – overstimulated.

“Jesus, Taehyun”, you moaned, sounding almost like a cry. “It’s too much, don’t...”

“I’m getting close, cum with me”, he mumbled after letting go of your right nipple. He aimed for the other one, his hand never stopping stimulating your clit while you bounced up and down on him.

You couldn’t stop clenching and moaning, eyes closed and hands firm on his shoulder. Your thighs burned like hell, but it felt just so good, that you couldn’t stop now.

“God, yes, yes!”, you moaned, feeling your orgasm approaching faster.

“Yes babe, cum for me”, he moaned against your skin, tongue caressing your hard nipple so deliciously.

It took you around three more bounces for you to explode on top of him. You kept riding him, wanting your orgasm to last longer – and triggering his. Taehyun moaned higher, head was abruptly thrown back as his fingers stopped circling your clit without him noticing. His chest raised fast, and his cock twitched inside of the condom as you kept clenching involuntarily around him.

“Fuck, y/n”, he groaned holding you still as he became too sensitive – you were too, but you’d take it for him to look so hot and vulnerable in front of you. You softly leaned forward, laying your head against his shoulder.

“My legs hurt”, you mumbled, still a little dumb after a strong orgasm. He chuckled, arms circling your torso.

“Sorry, babe”, he said, caressing your damp hair. “You’re so hot, though. A little sedentary, but hot.”

“Shut up”, you chuckled, raising your head. Your lips reached for his in a quick peck, smiling right after.

“We should be stuck in the car more often. That could be your cardio.”

You playfully slapped him, lifting your weight to remove him from your insides. The windows were foggier than they should be and your legs were like jelly as you weirdly sat back on your seat.

The rain still poured against the metal of the car. No one could ever know what happened inside of that car, just you, Taehyun, and the heavy rain shared this secret. And believe me, Taehyun would never forget it.

[4wkjun]

✴ Kinktober, day one: somnophilia with Jake

✴ Word count: 1,1K ✴ Content warning: consensual somnophilia, pet names, oral sex (m!receiving), masturbation (m!receiving), slight fem!dom if you squint, curse words. ✴ Taglist: @starsareseen, @lucid-sombra, @enha13, @karinashairdryer, @kim2005bomi

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Jake shuffled in bed for the nth time and you sighed, annoyed. It was almost three A.M., and your boyfriend didn’t seem to chill out so you could sleep too.

“Jake?”, you called in a husky voice. He didn’t answer, so you sighed and closed your eyes again.

As your mind seemed to find peace and the sleep coaxed you in, Jake turned around again, making your eyes pop open.

Before you could curse him, you felt his arm weighing down your waist and his whole body glued against yours. Even asleep, Jake seemed to never be able to let go of you. His nose found the nape of your neck, tickling you as his crotch found your ass. And your eyes grew bigger as you felt his hard cock pressing against you, just two layers of fabric separating his throbbing dick and your hot skin. You held back a chuckle, understanding why his sleep seemed so agitated: he was having a wet dream — probably about you.

You moved away from Jake’s body, only to turn around and face him through the dim lights coming from the window. You could barely see his eyebrows furrowed, but you knew his face looked so hot, just like it always did when he got overwhelmed with pleasure.

Before touching him where he wanted, or needed, your fingertips carefully reached for his cheeks, caressing his skin. Your touch leaned towards his jaw, so soft you barely touched him. You fought the urge to wake him up by peppering his face with kisses and making him beg for your mouth around his cock.

Jake’s skin seemed to burn beneath your fingertips as you dragged them across part of his arm and waist. You wasted no time lifting the hem of his pants, slowly pulling down a bit, just enough to see his angry head throbbing and begging to be touched. His body jolted in place as your fingertips circled his tip, your eyes never leaving his face. You slowly and softly grabbed the head of his cock, only applying some gentle pressure – enough to make him sigh.

Holding his hard cock slightly harder, you slowly stroked towards its base, gaining a shaky whimper from your boyfriend’s lips. With the same pressure and pace, you started to rhythmically stroke, almost torturing him.

His precum was enough to slide your hand on his shaft, but not as much as you like, so you let go of his cock to softly push Jake on his back. With your boyfriend in a better position, you pulled his pants down a little more, freeing his boner for good. Positioning yourself between his legs, you leaned in to spit against his red tip, only to circle it with your palm again.

Keeping the same pace as before, Jake’s body seemed to react just the way you wanted: his breath got caught in his throat, and his abdominal muscles and thighs contracted as you circled his sensitive tip. His occasional whimpers were divine to your ears.

Wanting to see and hear more of your loved boy, you leaned down to lick a stripe around his veiny shaft, happy to hear him strangle a moan back. You knew him well enough to realize he was barely waking up.

Your hot and soft mouth finally took place, matching your hand’s pace. With a jolt, Jake finally let out a moan, and his hands grabbed the sheets. You hollowed your cheeks and knew Jake was completely awake by now. His abdomen clenched harder than before and his breath became louder as his right hand cleared your hair out of your face.

“Fuck, y/n”, he whined. You looked up only to see Jake plopping himself up on his elbows. “Please, please.”

Your mouth let go of his twitching cock, with the cockiest smirk Jake has ever seen on your face.

“Please? What?”

Jake groaned, your hand still in the same awful pace. “Please go faster, babe.”

You chuckled, shaking your head. “Is that how you thank me for giving you a little help?”

“‘Srry”, he mumbled, eyes closing against his will. “Please, don’t stop.”

Being compassionate, you decided to give him what he wanted. Back on sucking his cock, your hand and mouth worked a little faster, just enough to tight a little more the knot forming down his stomach. His hips jolted in place, his tip hitting the back of your throat – the gagging sound almost unbearable to stop.

“Fuck”, he moaned, throwing his head back.

You moaned back, ignoring your soaking panties and sinking further. Deep-throating was never really your thing, but every once in a while, you liked to give him a little “treat.”

“I’m already so close”, he whined, his hand reaching for your head. He tried to caress your scalp, but a particularly harsh suck had him closing his fingers around your strands without thinking. “Please, please, let me cum.”

You giggled – the sound not as clear as you wished –, amused to see his fucked up state. Agreeing to his release, you finally speed up the pace, with both hand and mouth. Your free hand – so far sustaining yourself on the mattress – reached for his balls, caressing them at the same time.

The moans escaping his plump lips were erotic and angelic at the same time. You loved to hear his love sounds, being vocal was always one of your favorite things about Jake.

It took around five more head bobbing for his hot seed to reach your mouth. He kept whining as you helped him ride his orgasm, sucking him – almost literally – dry. Damn, your panties must be dripping by the time.

Carefully, trying not to overstimulate him, you let go of his sensitive cock. You sat back on your knees, still between his legs, watching his chest rise and fall fast, a thin layer of sweat covering his face and neck. He opened his eyes just in time to watch your smirk, wiping the corners of your lips.

“What was that about?”, he asked, breath still erratic.

“You tell me,” you responded funnily. You crawled over his body, reaching his cheek with your swollen lips. “I’m not the one who popped up a boner in the middle of the night.”

Jake moaned, a little embarrassed. His arms circled your torso, pulling you closer. He gave your face a bunch of kisses before going for your lips. It took him three pecks before deeping it, feeling himself on your tongue. His hands traveled down your back and ass during the kiss.

“I’m sorry”, he whispered against your lips. You smiled, giving him a soft peck again. “Gimme thirty seconds and I’ll return the favor.”

“Don’t need it, hun.”

He chuckled, his hand caressing your ass. “I can feel your panties sticking against my cock. It’s my turn to play.”

[4wkjun]

✴ Mimi’s 2024 Kinktober

↪ Author’s note: Hi! This is my first time writing for kinktober, so… yeah, I’m a little nervous. If this is your first time coming across anything I write, please be patient, ‘cause English is not my first language! Other than that, please enjoy!

✴ Groups and idols included: ↪ TXT: Yeonjun, Soobin, Beomgyu, Taehyun and HueningKai. ↪ Enhypen: Heeseung, Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo and Jungwon.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

✴ Week I ↪ October 1st: somnophilia with Jake ↪ October 3rd: car sex with Taehyun ↪ October 5th: breeding kink with Soobin

✴ Week II ↪ October 7th: accidental stimulation with Sunoo ↪ October 9th: cuckolding with Heeseung ↪ October 11th: nipple play with Yeonjun

Comment down below if you want to be a part of the taglist!

[4wkjun]

SOME MOTHERFUCKER IS TRYING TO LOG INTO MY ACCOUNT

i hope you hit your pinky toe against the table

[4wkjun]

♠️off limits: sim jaeyun

pairing: jake x afab!reader word count: 19.6k

synopsis: your older brother has always told you “no boys” and his friends “sister is off limits”, which always worked…until everyone comes back home from college and you see how grown up his best friend has become…

genre: friends to lovers, older brothers best friend!au, forbidden love, eventual smut.

warnings: swearing, masturbating, fingering, reader being called a “bad girl” once, alcohol, blood mentions, sex in a hot tub, unprotective sex, oral (m. receiving), dom!jake, hair pulling, cum eating, MINORS DNI! lemme know if i skipped anything ♡

a/n: jake is so older brother best friend coded I couldn’t help myself

The last thing you expected was your older asking if you were planning to head home during the last bit of your winter break. 

You raised your brow at the texts from your brother, thumbs hovering over the keyboard debating how to let him down easily in the nicest way possible that you rather lounge around in your dorm room in your PJs for the last two weeks.

You sighed and fell back on your bed, “Guess I should start packing then.” 

You knew Jay was right, it’s been roughly a year since the two of you were back at home at the same time. And even when both were at home, one was always going out and never really stayed home. 

Maybe spending the next two weeks at home wasn't such a bad idea. Spend some quality time with your family. 

Or so you thought until you walked into your parents' house with your duffle bag and backpack in your hands staring into the living room and seeing not just your brother, but his three best friends. 

The same three best friends he grew up with who all followed him to the same college after high school graduation. Ones you haven’t seen in like four years. 

You’re only a year younger than your brother and two of the friends while two years younger than the oldest one in their little circle. 

You basically grew up with them as well, since you were just a grade below them. 

They haven’t even noticed you arrived yet. Your parents weren’t even home from their jobs yet. 

The four boys sat on the couch, their hands going a hundred miles per hour on the Nintendo Switch controllers going head to head in smash bros. 

They all started screaming as one took the rest out. 

You dropped your bags to the floor, clearing your throat to show your presence. 

Jay was the first to turn around, his smile growing all the more wider seeing you. Jay dropped the controller onto the coffee table, stepped on the couch, and jumped over the back of it, “Hey stink!” 

You cringe at the nickname he continues to call you even as an adult. He wraps his arms tightly around you, squeezing you. 

You hug your brother back, tapping his back, “Jay, you can let go now.” 

As Jay steps to the side, his three friends fully come into your view, all their eyes on you. 

You tried hard to not drop your jaw at the three of them. 

“Hey, Y/N!” all three of them said in sync. 

Heeseung fully turned his body around, leaning on the back of the couch, “You’ve sure grown up a lot since the last time I saw you.” 

Heeseung stood up, stepping over the couch the same way your brother did, rushing up to you and squeezing you just as tightly. 

Sunghoon was next at your side, pulling you into a small hug, “It’s been what? Like four years?” 

You nodded, “It has been a while, hasn’t it guys?” 

“Jake, what are you doing?” Jay called him, “Come say hi too, don’t be rude.” 

Jake stood from the couch, his eyes locking with yours, and didn’t leave them until he was in front of you, arms stretched out, “Was just saving the best hug for last.” 

You rolled your eyes, wrapping your arms around his waist, “Haven’t changed at all, have ya Jake?” 

He chuckled, his heart beating loudly in your ears as you rested your head on his chest. 

Jake pulled away from you, taking a step back, “I’ve changed!”

Jay scoffed, “Right. We’ll say that.” 

“Most that has changed is your grades are a bit better than high school.” Sunghoon teased, placing a hand on his best friend. 

“Bro,” Jake playfully shoved him, “I’ve grown up a lot!” 

Oh yes, that he did. 

All of them have. It’s only been four years, but each of them has grown up. They went from those nerdy boys you would scrunch your nose at saying they have cooties while holding your index fingers into an x, to the most good-looking men you’ve ever seen. 

Four years feels like it’s been a long time, mostly with how they are in front of you right now. 

You’re brought out of your thoughts, as Jay sets a hand on your shoulder, “Let’s get back to playing Smash Bros and let Y/N rest, she drove longer than we did.”

It was true, you drove three hours to get back home while they only had an hour. You were overdue for a nap. 

Jake waited for you to glance over at Jay before eyeing you up and down. You’ve sure grown up a lot too in the last four years. He was expecting the same girl from all those years ago, oh but he was wrong. 

Jake eyeing you down didn’t go unnoticed by his friends, mostly Jay who was shooting darts into Jake’s soul. 

“Oh also!” You said as you picked up your bags, “How long are you three staying here today?” 

Sunghoon wrapped his arms around Heeseung and Jake’s necks and pulled them in, “We are here the whole two weeks.”

You raised a brow, confused. Of course, they are going to be in town the whole time, “I meant here at the house,” you said pointing your index finger to the floor, “Aren’t you staying with your families while you’re in town?”

Heeseung chuckled, “Nah, we are staying here, that’s what Hoon meant by being here.” 

You glanced at your brother, a smirk on his face, “Nice to know I was told.” You glared at him. 

Jay shrugged, “It was last minute.” 

“We will go see our families, don’t worry,” Sunghoon smiled, “I have to see my little sister, or else she’ll kill me for not coming back home.” 

You glanced between the four of them before deciding it wasn’t worth thinking about at the moment, you needed a nap, “Whatever, I am taking my nap.” 

The three boys turned around heading back to the couch, Jake took one last look at you as you headed for the stairs, Jay catching him once again looking, Jake quickly turned back around and placed himself back on the couch. 

Jay quickly caught your arm before you were too far up the stairs. You turned and looked at him, giving him your nastiest side eye, “What corn lover?” 

“The rule still stands.” 

You raised a brow, “What rule?” 

Jay tilted his head at you, “Really?” 

You gave him a confused look, trying to read his mind. The gears in your brain turned until it finally clicked. 

“You mean the rule from when we were kids?” 

He nodded, “No boys.” 

You rolled your eyes, “As if, they still have just as many cooties as they did four years ago.” 

Jay nodded, “Good. Keep it that way. Get rest, I’ll come to wake you when mom and dad get home. We are barbecuing tonight. I’m grilling.” 

Your mouth was already watering thinking about your big brother's cooking. The one major con of going to a college further away was missing his cooking.

You continued your journey up the stairs and into your childhood room, seeing that your parents left everything the same as it was when you left it. Dropping into your bed, face first into the pillow, sleep finds you quickly. 

Jay dropped himself back on the couch, picking up the switch controller, “Alright douche bags, let’s get this party back in motion.” 

Everyone grabbed their controllers except Jake, who had his nose in his phone and searched for your Instagram account from Jay’s account, curiously stalking through your account. 

It didn’t go unnoticed by Jay, who glanced over at Jake’s phone, catching him staring at the recent selfie you posted a week ago. 

“Sim Jaeyun.” Jake jumped at his government name being called so sternly by his hyung. 

“Jesus Christ, what?” Jake breathed out, his hand flying to his chest, his heart rate increasing, “You scared the shit out of me.” 

Jay glanced back down at his phone, bringing realization to Jake causing him to quickly lock his phone. 

Heeseung and Sunghoon also had their eyes on Jake. He looked between the three of them, raising a brow, and glared at them, “What?” 

Heeseung slowly faced back to the TV, “I ain’t saying anything.” 

“I am,” Sunghoon chimed in, “We all saw how you eyed her.” 

Jake quickly shook his head, realizing the situation he got put in, “It’s not like that! She just grew up a lot more than I was expecting.” 

That wasn’t helping Jake’s case. Jay was just getting more pissed. 

“Dude,” Jay narrowed his eyes, “That’s my little sister.”

“Who is also like a little sister to us,” Heeseung added in. 

“Who passed you the baton?” Jake groaned, finger pointing at Heeseung and eyes looking between all his best friends, “Why are you all on my ass?” 

“Off limits.” Jay said, bringing in the old rule from childhood, “Nothing has changed.” 

Jake rolled his eyes, slouching into the couch, “Obviously! Trust me, I am not interested, like a little sister, remember?” 

“Good. Goes for all three of you, she’s off limits.” 

The conversation ended there. The last thing Jay needed was having to pull any of his friends off you. He was way too protective of you and knew his friends way too well, mostly after the sex demons they became after graduating. It was already bad enough in high school, but with the freedom college gave the four of them along with the parties and of course, females…

Jay had to protect you at all costs. And he would always stand by it. 

—

Jake’s hands trembled as he stood in front of your bedroom door. He’s stood by your door many times as a child growing up, always kicking your door open and running away with Jay, Heeseung, and Sunghoon, before you could shout at them for annoying you. 

But obviously, you all weren’t children anymore. So why was Jake so scared to simply knock on your door?

Jay decided to start grilling before your parents got home so that it would be ready or almost ready by the time they walked in. 

Your parents arrived just at the right time as the steak was almost done grilling. 

The three boys sat at the picnic table outside by the portal heater and set up the plates while Jay stood by the grill, grilling away. 

Your parents hugged each of the boys, welcoming them into their home like old times. 

“Oh, where is Y/N? Jongseong?” your mother asked sweetly, placing a kiss on his cheek, “I saw her car outside.” 

“She’s napping,” Jay said, turning over the steaks, “Everything is ready, so someone should go wake her.” 

Heeseung and Sunghoon were already way too busy talking to your dad to notice what Jay said, your mother ultimately decided she’ll go wake you.

“Mom! No no no!” Jay quickly spat, “Go sit down, you just got off work, I’ll make one of the boys do it.” 

Your mother sweetly smiled, “Are you sure? I can do it.” 

Jake quickly stood from the table, placing a hand on her shoulder, “I’ll go get her, Mrs. Park, please sit.” 

She quickly pulled Jake into another hug, “Such a sweet boy like always!” 

And that’s how he found himself at your door. The sounds of the laughter of his friends and basically his second family echo from the background as he continues to hover his trembling fist at your door. 

“Come on, Sim…” he whispered, trying to hype himself up, “She’s the same girl you grew up with.” 

Jake’s knuckles made contact with the wooden door, leaning himself closer to listen for any movements. 

Nothing. 

He knocked again but a bit louder, “Y/N?” silence. Another knock, “Hey, Y/N?” 

There was shuffling on the other side, the door opening too quickly. You and Jake were now face to face, barely inches apart. 

Oh lord was Jake’s heart racing. 

You were in your favorite pair of sweatpants and an old tee shirt back from high school with the school's logo on it. Your hair was slightly messy from sleeping and had on the same pair of glasses you wore growing up. 

Jake was weak. He always loved your glasses growing up. Thinking they shaped your face nicely and made you look really cute. Of course, he’d never tell you this, he just always made fun of you like the other boys did. 

Jake quickly stepped back, giving you space. 

You yawned and did a small stretch, “What’s up?” 

“Umm,” Jake quickly looked away from you, too scared you’d see how his heart was practically bursting through his chest, “Your parents are home, and dinner is ready.” 

Whatever tiredness you once felt was out the window at the mention of Jay’s dinner. 

“Okay! Let me change and I’ll be downstairs.” You closed the door quickly, not wanting to miss a second away from the delicious dinner. 

Jake made his way back down the stairs and outside, shoving his hands into his jacket pocket as he sat back down. 

Jay raised a brow, “My sister?” 

Jake shrugged, “She’s coming. Said she was going to change.” 

As if on cue, you slid open the glass door, quickly embracing your mother. 

You wrap your arms around her from behind, surprising her. 

“Hello, mom!” 

She quickly turned around to hug you properly, “Oh my sweet girl! I’ve missed you!” 

You smile, the familiar smell of her rose perfume fills your nose, “I’ve missed you too momma.” 

“Jongseong, come over here too!” your mother waved your brother over, pulling the both of you into a tight hug, “It’s been so long since I have had both my children home. I’m so happy you’re here:” 

Jake and the others smiled at you three.

Once your mother released you from her arms, Jay sat down across from Jake, leaving you a spot between him and your mother. 

Before sitting down you hugged your father and gave a wave to Heeseung and Sunghoon. 

“Good to see you back to the land of the living,” Heeseung teased, “We thought you’d died.” 

You roll your eyes, “Haha, very funny.” 

Jake took a moment to take in your new outfit. Hair was nicely brushed, tight skinny jeans with rips at the knees, and a baby blue long-sleeve shirt that hugged your torso snug, perfectly shaping your breasts. His eyes not leaving you until you sit down, and then his eyes go to his plate of food. 

Jay glances at his best friend, eyes shifting to you, then back at him.

“We can finally eat now that Y/N decided to grace us with her presence,” Jake teased, finally digging into his food. God he was blessed to have Jay as one of his best friends. 

You reached under the table and kicked Jake’s shin, him only laughing more than before. 

“Just like old times! You kids never change!” your father smiled, lifting his beer for a cheer. 

—

Jake tossed and turned, eventually ending up on his back staring up at the ceiling. 

The thoughts of the outfit you wore earlier tainted his mind. The way your clothes perfectly shaped your body. 

Jake quietly covered his face with his hands, rubbing his eyes in hopes it would take the thoughts out of his head. “She’s your best friend's younger sister, what are you doing?” 

He sat up in bed, throwing the blankets off him, and carefully crawled out from the bottom bunk of the bed, trying to not make too much movement to disturb the sleeping Sunghoon above him. 

Heeseung was fast asleep on the twin-sized bed across from him, small snores escaping his lips. 

Jake took one last look around the room before carefully tip-toeing out. 

Jake remembers when Jay announced to them that his parents were buying a bunk bed to add into the spare room so that each of them had a proper place to sleep besides sharing the twin-sized bed or having an air mattress. 

Mostly after the four of them got into middle school, no one wanted to share a bed anymore. 

It was a blessing, even more of a blessing that the Park’s kept the spare room just the same after all these years. 

Jake opened and closed the door with such grace praying to be quiet enough to not wake anyone. Carefully walking down the hallway, stopping at the foot of the stairs, swearing he heard something, looking up them. 

The moonlight gave enough light to show how empty the upstairs was, Jake shrugged off the noise he heard and went to the kitchen. 

You quietly opened your door, making sure to not disturb any sleeping body, specifically your parents since they needed to be up early for another full day of work. 

The nap you took earlier in the day completely messed up your night's rest. You tossed and turned in your bed hoping for sleep to find you but never did. Hoping for a few bites of the leftover barbecue and some water will help you chase the sheep. 

You tip-toed to the stairs, carefully and slowly making your way down them, eyeing down the hallway as you made your way to the kitchen, making sure no one else was awake. 

You turned the corner of the kitchen, fingers flipping the light switch on. Once the lights came on, your heart nearly dropped to your stomach. 

You swore you jumped ten feet in the air, “Oh sweet god, what the fuck Jake?!?” you whispered loudly. 

What the fuck indeed. 

Jake was pressed against the counter, the water bottle he once held in his hand was now on the floor and the liquid completely covered him. 

He took a few deep breaths, hand clenching his now wet shirt, feeling his heartbeat. 

“You scared the shit out of me, Y/N.” 

You raised a brow at him, “I scared you? I nearly had a heart attack!” 

Jake relaxed against the counter, his hands now gripping the counter behind him, “That makes two of us.” 

You ran your hands down your face, taking a deep breath in, before dropping your arms back at your side, “Why are you even up?” 

Jake’s face was glued to you, his eyes turning dark. 

You just looked at him, “What?” It wasn’t until you crossed your arms that you realized what he was staring at. 

You remembered what you were wearing. Sweatpants that hung loosely at your hips and a black sports bra. 

Jake didn’t notice it at first, mostly not after the surprise of you scaring him half to death, but after he finally looked at you is when he noticed. 

The way your breasts were exposed and practically spilling out of the top of your sports bra, how loosely your sweatpants hang. Oh, the thoughts running through his head. 

The way all he would have to do is barely slip his fingers at the fabric of your pants to remove them from your hips. The access his lips would have to your tits as he slid his against your heat. 

Jake didn’t even realize how hard he was staring at you, looking like a meal he could easily eat up. 

Normally you’d run out of the kitchen and back up the stairs full of embarrassment, but something about the way Jake was looking at you made your knees weak. 

Your body moved on its own, walking closer to him. His hands gripped the counter, knuckles turning white and his heart rate accelerating. It wasn’t until you were a couple of inches away from him that he realized what was happening. 

You could easily see the tint in his shorts growing. All it took for him to see you like this to get so hard?

Jake watched as your eyes dropped to his crotch, and slowly made eye contact with him. 

Oh how hard it was for him to keep his hands to himself. 

“Jake,” you whispered. You, yourself, want to put your hands on him. 

From the moment you saw him, Sunghoon, and Heeseung in the living room earlier this afternoon, you’ve had to admit you were attracted to them, especially Jake. He was no longer the icky boy you grew up with. He’s a man, looking at you like a woman, not the little girl you once were. 

You whisper his name again, moving your hand to touch his bicep, but stopping halfway. 

“Y/N, touch me and I can’t promise to behave myself.” His Aussie came out thicker in that moment, filled with lust and want. 

You wanted to test his boundaries and see if he would actually misbehave. 

Your cold fingers brushed his bicep, and that’s all it took for his hands to fly to your hips, switching positions and pinning you against the counter, his hard length now pressed to your aching core, hands gripping your hips. 

Jake felt as if he was on autopilot, moving against you as if it were second nature to him. 

Jake’s mind has been going wild since the moment you walked through the front door. 

He wasn’t expecting the woman he had pressed to his body. 

Jake was still expecting the little girl he used to tease. The little girl he would gang up on with his friends. The little girl he would scrunch his nose at when he’d see you in the halls at school as you’d pass by him. The little girl Jay would rant about if another boy looked at you in a romantic way. The little nerdy girl who got straight A’s and never skipped a day of school in your life even if you were sick. 

Jake never expected to see you so grown. To see how your body changed and filled in. The way you style your hair and the taste of fashion you have now. How your tits naturally fall and how your ass fits so perfectly in any pants you’ve worn today. 

Oh, Jake was a mess. And oh how badly he wanted to make a mess out of you. 

You kept your eyes locked with Jake’s, honestly loving how seen you felt by him right now. 

“Thought you were going to behave?” you whispered, your hands now gripping the counter behind you. 

“I told you the consequences of your actions if you’d touch me, and here we are.” 

You let a small laugh leave your lips, rolling your hips against him. 

Jake groaned, resting his forehead against yours, grinding himself back onto you, “What are you trying to do here, Y/N?” 

You bit your lips, trying to hold back the sounds threatening to escape your mouth from the pleasure of his dick just rubbing against you. 

“Are you trying to get me in trouble with your brother? Huh?” Jake whispered, dropping his head to the side of yours, lips brushing against your ear, rolling his hips a bit harder than the last, “He’s already on my ass from the way I’ve been eye fucking you today.” 

Your knees buckled, Jake not letting your weight drop with the grip he has on your hips. 

“You’re being such a bad girl right now, Y/N, disobeying your brother's wishes so easily just to get a feel of my dick.”

Your brain was going fuzzy at his words, trying to focus on the sound of his breathing to keep you in reality. 

Jake’s hands drop down to your ass, squeezing the fat as he thrust his hips against you. Your breath hitched at his touch, knees buckling again. 

You wanted to feel his hands everywhere, to feel his lips on yours and against your skin. 

You turn your head towards him, wanting to find his lips, only to be met with his hands leaving your ass, body no longer pressed against yours and him taking a couple of steps away from you. 

Jake’s chest raised and fell with each deep breath he took, eyes glued to the floor as he ran his fingers through his dark hair. 

“We can’t be doing this,” he finally said between deep breaths.

No matter how badly Jake wanted to lead you up those stairs and push you face down into your pillows, he couldn’t betray his best friend like that. Couldn’t betray that trust. 

You nodded in agreement, taking your own deep breaths to steady out your heart rate, “You’re right, we can’t be.” 

You relaxed your body, pushing yourself off the counter, eyes darting to the fridge. 

You grabbed a water bottle, walking past Jake as you exited the kitchen, stopping right past him. 

“Jake,” you whispered, looking back at him. Jake stared back at you with lustful eyes, praying you’d jump his bones right here, right now, “Make sure you pick up that bottle and clean any water that got anywhere, mom will kill you if you don’t clean your mess.” 

And with that, you left him alone in the kitchen. 

Jake didn’t realize he was holding his breath until he heard your footsteps going up the stairs. He quickly cleaned up the spill and threw away the bottle.

Jake made his way back to the hallway, stopping at the door of the spare room, and seeing the bulge in his shorts. 

“Fuck,” he whispered, eyes going straight to the bathroom door. 

He locked himself in, pulling his shirt over his head and to the floor, quickly dropping his shorts and boxers down to his ankles. 

His cock pulsating and red, precum leaking from the tip. 

Jake took himself into his hand, pumping himself slowly. Head leaning back against the wall, mouth slightly open. 

Jake stared at himself in the mirror, watching as stroked himself, hand picking up speed. 

His hand wasn’t enough, and as guilty as he already felt, he imagined his hand was yours. Imagine how your hand would be wrapped around his thick cock, thumb spreading his precum around the tip. He imagined how it’d feel to how your lips on his neck, kissing down his chest and torso until your lips wrapped around his cock, tongue licking up and down his shaft. 

Jake had to bite down on his lips to keep his moans quiet, whining at the sensation of the twitch his dick made, so close to release. 

He whispered, “I’m cumming Y/N…I’m cum-“ 

Before he could finish his words, his cum was dripping down his hand. 

Jake slowed his hand movement, chasing his high. 

He looked down at his mess, taking deep breaths and relaxing against the wall. 

“Fuck…oh fuck…” 

Jake knew thinking of you while he got himself off would only make this sexual frustration worse. How was he going to survive the next two weeks? He barely survived the first day. 

—

If you weren’t awkward around Jake before, you sure are now. 

You barely slept at all last night because of the hard-boiled embarrassment you felt. 

You came onto your older brother's best friend?! What were you even thinking? You can already see how pissed off Jay would be if he found out what happened last night. 

You knew what happened was just a one-time thing. Some weird thing that happened because of your choices. 

But the way Jake looked at you…how his eyes spoke for him…it clouded your mind. 

When you walked into the kitchen that morning, Jake, Sunghoon, and Heeseung sat at the kitchen table yelling and pushing each other while your brother stood at the stove flipping pancakes. 

Jay was the first to notice you, “Aye, good morning stinks.” 

Three other pairs of eyes fell onto you, feeling Jake’s gaze specifically. 

You walked to your brother, taking a glance at the pancakes, “When will they be ready?” Your mouth was practically watering just by looking at them. Maybe it was a good idea to come back home, all for Jay’s cooking. 

“Soon, go sit down with everyone else, impatient.” 

You stuck your tongue out at him, crossing your arms, “How can I not be impatient when I don’t get to have your cooking anymore?” 

Jay rolled his eyes, “Maybe if you came home more often-“

“Okay, whatever corn lover.” You scoff, “You win.” 

Jay chuckled at his victory, telling you once again to sit down. 

You grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, eyes landing back at the spot Jake had you pressed against just the night before. 

Jake took notice of your stare on the spot. Covering his mouth with his fingers, eyes staring down at your legs and how your ass is barely covered by your shorts. 

It’s like you were trying to tempt him. 

Sunghoon also noticed your stare at the counter, raising a brow in concern, “You good over there Y/N?” 

The thoughts of last night faded from your mind as you turned around to face him, smiling with a “Mmhmm! Just lost in thought!” 

Oh, Jake couldn’t help but tease you, “What’s up with that spot to get so lost in thought about?” 

He did not. 

You narrow your eyes at him, the shit-eating grin that spread across his face pissed you off. 

While the others giggled and went back to their normal business, you kept your eyes on Jake. Fully watching as his eyes traveled down your body. 

If he wants to play games, you’ll play back. 

You walked back over to Jay, leaning yourself onto the counter, knowing full well your shorts will ride up, showing off your ass cheeks. 

Jake clenched his fist in his lap, biting down on his fingers at his mouth, feeling his dick start to harden. 

The way your shorts lifted to show the small amount of fat from your ass, basically showing off to Jake that you were either wearing a thong or…nothing at all underneath. 

You slightly shifted your weight between your legs, the small jiggle of your ass made him clench his fist tighter, having to completely cover his arm over his bulge. 

Jake knew he couldn’t get up and walk out of the kitchen, not with his raging boner on full display. Everyone would clown him. 

This was the consequence of pushing his luck. Now he’s got to suffer with it. 

You turned your head back to look at him, seeing the way he twitched in his seat and how his jaw was clenched tightly. The look he was giving you, the same hungry look from last night, but worse. 

It was enough to dampen your shorts. 

Jake knew he had to turn the situation around, to drop it entirely, “Hey Jay!” 

You quickly twisted yourself around, looping your fingers at the back of your shorts to pull them down, seeing the smug look that now played on Jake’s face. 

It was a powerful move to get your brother's attention, knowing Jay would turn around along with Sunghoon and Heeseung's attention being brought in this direction. 

Checkmate. 

—

You nearly jumped for joy when you found out all the boys would be leaving the house for the day to see their families, Jay going along with them. 

You decided since now the house was empty and you’d be alone means the massive TV in the living room finally being free. 

You pulled Netflix on the TV and skipped your way into the kitchen, pushing a bag of popcorn into the microwave, watching the timer go down as you grabbed a bowl for the popcorn, fingers barely holding the bag to drop them into the bowl. 

You dropped onto the couch, popping the corn into your mouth, free hand searching for something to watch. 

There was a show your best friend from college told you about not too long ago, but you couldn’t for the life of you remember the name of it. 

You looked on the coffee table, searched the couch, and couldn’t find your phone anywhere. 

“Where could it be…” 

You set the popcorn bowl on the coffee table, rushing upstairs into your room, and finding the device sitting on your bed. You snatched it up quickly, shooting your friend a quick text as you made your way back down the stairs, the sound of the spare bathroom door opening nearly sent your soul into orbit. 

You found yourself standing across the hall from Jake, him shooting the same confused look back at you. 

“What?” he raised a brow, “Why are you looking at me like that?” 

You pointed a finger at him, “Why aren’t you with the boys?” 

Jake got more confused, “Why would I be?” 

“Don’t you need to see your family? Ya know while you’re back home?” you retort.

Jake chuckled, “Honey, how can I visit my family if they’re on vacation in Australia?”

You…didn’t think of that. You just assumed his family would be here in town too. 

You fidgeted with your shorts, suddenly embarrassed for thinking you’d be home alone. 

Jake looked down at your legs, the thoughts from earlier in the morning coming back to his head. 

You caught him looking, a smirk playing on your face, “You sure have a staring problem, Sim Jaeyun.” 

His eyes whipped up to yours, the corners of his lips curving, “You really want to play this game right now, Park Y/N? When there’s no one else here?” 

You came back to the realization that the two of you were alone. 

Jake walked over to you, arms stretched out at his sides, corning you between himself and the railing of the staircase. 

Jake knew this was wrong, but the stunt you pulled this morning had him taking a thirty-minute shower after breakfast just to beat himself off to release that tension. 

“I’m asking you this again, what are you trying to pull, Y/N?” 

You were at a loss for words because you weren’t sure what you were trying to pull. You want to respect your brother's “off limits” wishes towards his friends, but god damn at the same time, you were so attracted to Jake. 

He has always been a good-looking kid, you always found him so adorable, but once middle and high school came around and he started to finally fill into his body properly, the more attractive he became and the girls around school knew it too. The last time you saw him was his high school graduation, and boy did those years make him one of the sexiest men you’ve ever seen. 

“Turning me on in front of my friends and your brother? So dirty.” 

You clenched your thighs together, trying to hide the arousal you were feeling, except nothing could get past Jake. 

“You want me,” he whispered with a smirk, leaning his body closer to yours, “You want me so bad.” 

Jake had to admit seeing you like this was such a turn-on. The way he’s got you clenching your thighs and hasn't even laid a hand on you. 

God he wanted to touch you again, have your body pressed close against his, feeling your tits squish to his chest and hands grasping your ass. 

Him being alone in this house with you was dangerous. 

Day two and still basically a full two weeks left to go. 

But he can’t fold, no matter what. 

You saw how quickly Jake’s face changed, how the lust left his eyes and was replaced with the soft puppy dog eyes he normally has. 

And you knew why. 

Jay. 

“Maybe we need to stay clear from each other,” you said, slipping under his arm and up a few steps on the stairs, “Like you said last night, we can’t be doing this.” 

Jake knew it was the right thing to do. Besides, once these two weeks are over and he goes back to college, things will go back to normal, right? No thoughts of his best friend's little sister fucking him into oblivion. 

He nodded, pushing himself off the stairs, “But unfortunately we can’t completely ignore each other, that’ll be more suspicious than anything.” 

“Right,” you knew the moment your brother caught onto the two of you ignoring each other he’d known something was up. Thankfully for you, nothing has really happened between you and Jake, just some dry humping, dirty talk on Jake’s end, and him grabbing your ass in the kitchen on top of you teasing him this morning. No big deal! “We just need to act like how we used to do, like when we were kids.” 

Jake softly smiled at you, “That’ll be an easy thing to do, right, stinks?” 

You rolled your eyes and stomped up the stairs, “I’m so sick of that name.” 

Jake couldn’t hold back his laugh, seeing the popcorn bowl you left on the table, “I’m stealing your popcorn!” he yelled, shoving some of the buttery goodness into his mouth. But the only response he got was the sound of your door slamming. 

—

What Jake thought would be easy ended up being the hardest thing. 

He couldn’t look at you without the thought of laying face first into your bed running across his mind. 

Talking to you was a small challenge in itself. Mostly because Jay, Sunghoon, and Heeseung were always right there. Jake felt like their eyes were secretly judging him, watching his every move when probably in reality there was nothing but elevator music going on in their heads the entire time. But he still couldn’t help but feel like an ant under a microscope and had to watch how he looked at you or spoke to you. 

The four of them grew up teasing you, calling you silly names, spitting their watermelon speeds at you during the hot summers while you all played outside, and even when they would throw snow at you when you five would play outside in the cold. You were really like a little sister to them, basically family. So why was staying clear from you so hard? It was easy as kids. What was so different now besides how grown up you were now?

It was now Monday, four days into the small vacation at your parents and still all this week and a full week after that to be here. The last couple of days have been…somewhat of a struggle for you and Jake. 

You acted normal when everyone was around, but still couldn’t help but steal glances at Jake, sometimes already catching him looking at you. 

After that day you were both alone, you stayed in your room at night, already having some snacks and water up on your nightstand so you wouldn’t have to carefully sneak yourself back downstairs and run into Jake again. 

There’s only been a few times where walking past him was a challenge, mostly in the living room trying to find a seat to sit down or in the kitchen when everyone is putting food on their plates at dinner time. 

Small touches of your hands grazing from reaching for cups or when you walk past each other in the crowded kitchen and living room. Nothing too big that anyone would really notice…or so you hoped. 

Jay nudged your shoulder with his, “What’s up Stink?” 

You looked up at your brother, “Huh?” 

Jay raised a brow at you, “Y/N, you’ve been twirling your spoon around your cereal for like five minutes now.”

You thinned your lips into a line, looking back down at your cereal that is more than likely soggy now, “I was, wasn’t I?” 

You dropped the spoon in the bowl, excusing yourself from the breakfast table and walking the bowl to the sink.

Jay crossed his arms and slid back into his chair, “You not going to tell me what is going on?” 

Your heart dropped, does he know? Does he know you and Jake have been acting not completely normal? 

“I’m just really tired today is all,” you decided to play it off, hoping your worst fear wasn’t happening. Dumping out your wasted cereal and washing the bowl and spoon, “I also didn’t sleep much last night, could hear your snoring from next door.” 

Jay, who now appeared at your side, chuckled, taking the bowl from your hands and a towel from the cabinet, “Was I really snoring that loud last night? I was exhausted. Heeseung spam called me saying they all could hear it from the guest room downstairs.” 

Score! He doesn’t know. 

You watched as he placed the now clean bowl back into its home in the cabinet and placed the towel over the rack to dry, “Damn, even Heeseung heard it? How is your throat not dry as hell?” 

Jay flicked his finger against your forehead, laughing as you winced and one hand went to your head while the other balled into a fist and reached across to punch your brother in the chest. 

His bright smile was enough to completely change your mood, taking whatever negative energy that was balling up to release and escape back to wherever it came from. Jay always had this effect on you, it was one of his best sibling traits. 

But that didn’t stop you from still trying to square up with him. 

And you failed…horribly. 

Heeseung and Sunghoon walked into the kitchen at the perfect time for Jay to put you into a headlock between his biceps, “Say you're sorry,” he said in a teasing tone, “And I’ll let you go.” 

Even with the laughing fit you were in, you still didn’t give up. Hands gripping his arms in attempts to get yourself free, “Never!” You chanted, “You snore like an old man!” 

Heeseung and Sunghoon shared glances before walking around the two of you wrestling to grab their own bowls of cereal and sitting at the table. 

Jake was the last to pile into the kitchen, stopping abruptly at the fight in the kitchen. 

“Just walk around them,” Sunghoon mentioned, “We did.” 

Jake carefully walked around the two of you who now sat on the floor. 

You had your arms and legs wrapped around your brother, his back to your chest. But he had your back pressed against the island, his shoes digging into the floor to help him use all his weight towards his chest to keep you against the island. 

Jake carefully made his way to the table, sitting down beside his other two friends, “Have they been fighting long?” Jake asked, too scared to even prepare himself his own bowl of sugar. 

Heeseung shrugged, “We found them like this when we got here.” 

Sunghoon groaned, “Should we break it up now? Probably been going on for long enough.” 

“Hey!” Heeseung shouted. You and Jay stop wiggling around, eyes now set on the table at the three friends staring back at you, “Some of us would like to eat our breakfast in peace.” 

“That sucks,” you joked, tightening your grip on your brother. Jay pushing his weight back onto you. 

While Heeseung and Sunghoon seemed to completely discard the two siblings, Jake couldn’t help but smile fondly at you two. 

He dropped his jaw into his palm, his smile only growing wider. This moment felt like old times when you were all children. 

But that happy feeling soon faded and was replaced with fear when your mother walked into the kitchen. Jake never sat up straight so fast. Even Heeseung and Sunghoon stopped slouching. 

“Park Jongseong! Park Y/N! What are you doing?!” 

You and Jay got up from the floor, standing side by side in front of your mother. 

“Aren’t you supposed to be at work?” Jay quickly asked with his, sorry for wrestling my baby sister on your clean kitchen floor mom, it won’t happen again, awkward smile. 

Your mother placed her hands on her hips, “Am I not allowed to have a day off from work?” 

Heeseung scooted his chair closer to the table, leaning against it in a way to get as close as possible to the conversation, him eating his cereal as if it were popcorn, and you guys were the movie. 

Sunghoon followed Heeseung, him pulling at Jake’s hoodie to pull him close too. 

“I think what Jay means mom, is that we weren’t expecting you to have the day off.” You elbowed your brother's ribs, a small oof leaving his lips from the pain. 

Your mother relaxed, looking between the two of you, “Your father has a company party tonight up at that new fancy hotel a couple of towns over, we are leaving now to get there at a decent time. We are packing as we speak.” 

“Wait, you're not coming home tonight?” Jay asked with a hint of shenanigans in his tone. 

Oh boy…

She shook her head, “The party is ending too late, so we are staying at the hotel and coming home tomorrow morning.” 

Jay didn’t even hide the fact that he had some kind of bullshit cooking up in his head as he turned and faced his friends, a smirk forming. 

You leaned back, glancing at his friends, trying to decipher whatever secret language they were using to communicate with their eyes.

Before your mother could protest whatever shenanigans your brother was planning, your father stumbled into the kitchen. 

“Boys, I need your help. The mail just came.” your father said, pointing his index finger at each of the three boys one by one, “It’s a big one.” 

“Are we building something, Mr. Park?” Heeseung asked, already standing up from the table. 

Your father nodded with a big smile, “We bought a hot tub for the back porch.” 

—

You sat at the picnic table, cold hands shoving into your hoodie pocket, watching as the three boys hovered around Sunghoon who held the directions to the hot tub. 

“When your dad said he got a hot tub that he needed help setting up, I thought he meant he was going to be a part of helping…” Jake sighed, shoving his hands into his jean pockets. 

Jay also sighed, “Yeah, trust me. He put his whole faith into us with this one. Not to mention one person is just watching while we struggle.” 

The three boys looked at you. You sat up straighter, smiling at them, and waved, “Dad never told me to help.” 

Each of them glared at you before going back to the instruction booklet. 

You were surprised your parents even bought the hot tub. Mostly since it would only be the two of them using it up until the spring came when it got too hot for it. Plus you and the boys would only be able to use it while you were visiting. But it’s their money, not yours. They can do what they please. 

“Wait,” Heeseung said, picking up one of the hard plastic pieces, “I figured it out.” 

The boys, sooner than later, had the hot tub built. It was a beautiful oak brown wood color with six seats and came with massaging capabilities with cool lights at the bottom for when it was dark out. It was small, and everyone’s legs would get all tangled up, but beautiful nevertheless. 

The next step was setting up the pumps. Which racked the boy's brains too hard, causing them to sit at the picnic table with you. 

“My brain hurts,” Heeseung said rubbing his temples, “I need a break.” 

Sunghoon’s eyes lit up quickly, he sat up on the bench, hands slapping onto the table, “Tell us your plan, Jay!” 

Jake’s attention also drew in, curious as well, “Yeah what’s the plan?” 

Heeseung looked up at his friends, also waiting. 

You looked at your brother, “Are you talking about whatever hidden language you three stooges had while in the kitchen earlier?” 

“How dare you compare us to the three stooges!” Sunghoon snapped, reaching over to flick your forehead, but you were too quick, swatting his hand away. 

“Can’t tell me I am wrong?” you retort, “Anyways, spill the beans.” 

Jay looked between his two friends, “Might as well tell her,” Jake shrugged, “She’s already onto us.” 

You shook your brother’s shoulder, “SPILL!” 

“Party,” he sighed, shrugging you off, “We are going out tonight.” 

You raised a brow, switching glances between the three idiots, “And you were trying to keep that a secret…why?”

“We couldn’t go to parties when we lived here?” Jay sassed. 

“That didn’t stop you from sneaking out your window and jumping into Heeseung’s car?” you threw back, “You’re adults now, you think our parents can stop you?” 

Jake released a giggle, “Your mother actually called Jay on the drive here telling him no drinking while we are here.” 

You shrugged, your mother was always against drinking and going to parties. It’s what caused Jay and yourself to sneak out half of your high school lives. Your dad caught Jay sneaking in through the front door once and that’s all it took for him to start using his bedroom window and bribing you to keep your mouth shut until the first time you snuck out and couldn’t get back inside due to your window closing while you were out having no choice but to call him to let you inside. 

“Anyways, yeah we are going out to a club, possibly bar hop. Just depends.” Jay shrugged it off as if it were no big deal. 

“Cool, when are we leaving?” You asked, fully invested in going. 

Jay scoffed, “Who said you can come?” 

You scrunch your nose at your brother, “I am an adult, if you tell me no I could always drive myself and follow you guys.” 

Heeseung chuckled, “She’s got a point, might as well let her come.”

You gave your brother a smug look, “See?”

“Fine, jeez!” he groaned. 

“Plus, maybe you’ll get lucky and someone else can take me off your hands.” you wiggled your eyebrows, hoping they picked up what you were putting down. 

Jake was the first one that pick it up. Chills being sent down his body. Eyes darting between you and Jay, then it finally clicked in his head. 

“No!” Jay snapped, “Not happening, keeping you in my sight.” 

You rolled your eyes, knowing damn well once you all get to the club or bar and get some alcohol in your system Jay can’t stop anything. 

Heeseung slapped his hands on the table, “Anyways, enough of that! Let’s get these pumps on the hot tub working so we can get ready to leave, there’s five of us that have to get ready and lord knows we will need that time.” 

Sure enough, the boys got the hot tub up and running smoothly in no time. 

—

“Wear the fucking jacket Y/N!” Jay snapped, yelling over the loud music from the club, shoving his jacket in your face.

“I said no!” you snapped back at your brother, shoving his jacket out of the way. 

“Dude,” Heeseung rolled his eyes, “did you not notice her outfit when we got in the car?!” 

Jay sent daggers shooting at the older, “I was in the driver's seat dumbass! We were running late on leaving!” 

You crossed your arms, looking down at your outfit. It wasn’t even bad? You had on your favorite faded blue ripped skinny jeans with fishnet tights underneath. You had on a long-sleeved crop top that was just above your belly button and in a v-neck style, shoving off your breasts, and your long hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail. 

“Besides, it looks like a completely normal outfit!” Jay once again tried shoving the jacket at you. 

“Dude!” you pushed his hands away once again, “There isn’t anything wrong with my outfit!” 

Jay looked at each of his friends to help convince you, his eyes landing on Jake last. Jake just shrugged his shoulders, “Your sister man.” 

Jake on the one hand had no problem with your outfit, it was cute, it was sexy, and it showed off all your curves, not to mention it made your tits and ass look GREAT. On the other hand, he can see Jay’s frustration. The moment any of the guys would take their eyes off you, another man would make his move. 

“Jesus Christ I’m ordering us shots I can’t take this bickering,” Sunghoon said with a roll of his eyes as he pushed past everyone making his way to the bar. 

Jay pleaded with you with his eyes, “Y/N.” 

“Jongseong.” 

Sunghoon returned quickly with five shots, handing everyone theirs, “Let’s get fucked up tonight!” 

“Amen to that brother!” Heeseung shouted, “CHEERS!” 

Everyone clacked the shot glasses together and then drank down the shot. 

It’s been a while since you drank last, already making a promise to yourself to not go overboard. 

Sunghoon collected the glasses and set them on the table next to you all. 

Jay wouldn’t take his eyes off you and you shot darts into his soul. 

He opened his mouth to say something, his eyes looking away from you for a second, his mouth hanging open at whatever sight he saw behind you. 

You raised a brow, turning behind you to see what he was staring at, “Wow, and you want ME to cover up?” 

Granted, the female your brother was going heart eye for was beautiful, she just happened to be showing off a lot more skin than you. She had a matching black crop top and skirt with black boots. It was a cute outfit, no wonder it got Jay’s attention. 

She was also staring back at your brother, even giving him a little wave. 

“Oh shit man,” Sunghoon nudged his arm, “Go get her.” 

Jay ran a hand through his dyed hair, walking in her direction, “Put this on, I’ll be right back,” he dropped the jacket on the top of your head and disappeared into the crowd towards the female. 

You pulled the jacket off you, dropping it down onto the table, “I need more alcohol.” 

You walked away from the boys, only for the three of them to follow directly behind you to the counter of the bar, “Don’t you guys have girls to be going after?” 

Heeseung chuckled, wrapping an arm around your shoulders while he leaned against the counter, “We came here to drink, Y/N, and that’s exactly what we are doing.” 

You pulled Heeseung off you, “Can’t you do that somewhere else?” 

Sunghoon leaned closer to you, “You trying to get rid of us?” he gave you his famous smirk, and oh man did you want to punch him. 

“Duh?” you said matter of fact, “Isn’t it obvious?” 

“Yeah, Sunghoon,” Heeseung said, slinging his arm back around you, “She wants to get laid tonight, she can’t be seen with three other guys hovering around her.” 

Jake didn’t like this conversation nor did he want to hear it. In hopes of changing the vibes, he called the bartender over. “Can we get a couple of rounds of shots please?”

The bartender nodded, “Coming right up!” 

You once again removed Heeseung from you, getting more irritated by the second. You didn’t know what was more annoying, your brother, or his friends. 

The eight shots were placed in front of you all, everyone taking one into their hands.

“Cheers!” Jake calmly said, once again clacking the glasses together before slurping down the liquid. 

You set the glass down and then dropped your head into your hand, this wasn’t how you wanted the night to go. You expected to drink with the boys, yeah, but you weren’t expecting them to be up your ass. 

“Is that who I think it is?” Heeseung asked, pointing a finger down the bar. 

Everyone shifted their gaze looking in the direction Heeseung was pointing at. 

“No way!” you gasped, leaning your head more into your hand, “Is that Choi Yeonjun?!” 

As if hearing his name being called from across the bar, he turned and faced your direction, his eyes wandering between the four of you. He gave a small wave, his eyes lingering on you. Way too long for Jake’s liking. 

The more shots Jake ordered, and the more the liquid courage went down your throat, the more you wanted to walk over to Yeonjun. 

“Are you going to keep giving him heart eyes or are you gonna actually go talk to him?” Sunghoon said with a roll of his eyes, taking another shot down. 

You tucked your lip between your teeth, slightly pulling at your ponytail while making eye contact with Yeonjun, him giving you a few winks and his own lip bite to flirt back. 

It was driving Jake up a wall. 

“Should I?” you asked, “Haven’t seen him since he graduated a few years before you guys.” 

Yeonjun used to be in band class along with the boys and even lived the next street over from you and Jay before he moved away after graduation. He wasn’t close with the boys since he had his friend group, but they all hung out a few times from what you could remember. 

“Y/N, maybe you shouldn’t,” Jake said, taking a small step closer to you as he eyed Yeonjun. 

“Why not?” you stood from the bar, causing Jake to bring his eyes back to you. You adjusted your shirt, pulling it slightly down to reveal your tits a bit more. 

Jake clenched his jaw at the sight, seeing how your tits slightly jiggled from you adjusting your shirt, and the fact Yeonjun was about to see it up close and personal wasn’t sitting right with him. 

“How do I look?” you asked, turning and looking at each of them for their opinions. 

“You look hot, now go talk to him before some other girl beats you to it!” Heeseung said, quickly pushing you away from them, which gave you no other choice but to walk over to him. 

Once you were far enough away, Jake glared at Heeseung. 

“Dude what?” he scoffed, “She came here for this reason. Jay ain’t even around, relax.” 

That’s not the point.

“Come on, let’s go back to the table, I’m tired of standing,” Sunghoon said, collecting the leftover full shots, “Hee, Jake, order us some beer or something.” 

“Well, hello there,” Yeonjun said, pulling you into a hug, “It’s been what? three-four years?” 

You nodded into his shoulder, “It’s really been a while hasn’t it?” 

Yeonjun sat back on his bar stool, pulling the one beside him out, “Please sit.” 

Now that you are closer to him, you can see how grown-up he has gotten. Damn, what is with everyone you knew getting hit with puberty like a fucking truck? 

“Are you still friends with Soobin, Beomgyu Taehyun, and…?” 

“Huening kai?” he smiled, “Of course!” he glances around the club then looks back at you, “They are around here somewhere.” 

You came over here specifically to flirt and hopefully get dragged out of this club by him, yet you’ve found yourself at a loss for words. He’s too beautiful and sexy with how he smiles, it’s throwing you for a loop. Plus you barely knew him back in school, only the basics really. 

Yeonjun leans closer to you, placing his hand on your forearm, thumb rubbing circles, “How is your brother?” he asked, glancing behind you, “I saw you are here with Lee, Sim, and the other Park.” 

You sighed, “Jay is around here somewhere,” you said, taking a quick look around the club, just to find your eyes back on Yeonjun. 

Yeonjun sucked on his bottom lip as he stared you up and down, his eyes always landing back down onto your tits. 

Yeonjun remembers perfectly well how overprotective Jay was over his sister, so if Yeonjun wanted to get you out of your clothes, he needed to act fast before Jay caught eyes on the two of you. 

Yeonjun was so attracted to you right now. He found you cute back in school, but damn did you grow up to be such a fine woman. And with the way your friends were eyeballing him, he knew they too found you just as sexy, making him need to act even faster before one of them decided to ruin everything. 

Jake took notice of how Yeonjun was eye fucking you without a care in the world. His hand was on your arm as you two talked. Oh, it was setting him off. 

“Damn,” Heeseung said, putting his beer bottle to his lips, “You’re going to burn a hole in the guy if you keep staring at him like that.”

“Are we just going to let him touch her like that?” Jake spat out, taking his eyes off Yeonjun to look at his friends, “You both are staring at them too!!”

Sunghoon shrugged, “I am only watching to see if he can actually bag her.” 

“Dude,” Heeseung quickly said, “One hundred bucks that he fucks up somehow.” 

Jake furrowed his eyes, “What the actual fuck?” 

“What?” Sunghoon snapped, “You’re acting like Jay right now. What is up with the two of you? Huh?” 

Jake didn’t know how to answer that. He can’t tell them the sexual frustration he’s been feeling knowing one of them will let it slip to Jay either by accident or purposely.

“I am just worried about her, that's all,” Jake said, looking back over to you. 

In the time Jake had his eyes off you, Yeonjun had his stool pulled closer to you, his legs found their way between yours, his knees touching yours and hand resting on your thigh, his fingers slowly slipping between the tears of your jeans. 

Jake’s jaw locked, his hands forming into fists. 

“Jake,” Heeseung said calmly, noticing his friend's behavior, “Let’s think smart about this, ya?” 

“She is basically our family and you’re just going to stand by and let some random dude touch her like that?!” Jake snapped. 

“Jake, he isn’t some random dude, we went to school with him,” Heeseung tried to play damage control, but it wasn’t working. 

“He also had a reputation for the females he pulled into his bed!” Jake spat. 

Sunghoon let out a whistle and with a tilt of his head said, “You’re so into her.” 

Jake whipped his head around, “Would you let Yeji be in Y/N position right now?” 

Sunghoon scoffed, “Fuck no! She wouldn’t be anywhere near here!” 

“Then what’s the difference of letting the girl we grew up with be in that position right now?” 

Heeseung sighed, “Jake, what is really going on with you? You’d never bat an eye at her before.” 

I want her all to myself. Don’t want another man touching her. 

Jake looked away from his friends. Heeseung was right, he’d never thought twice about you before now, he should be supporting your choices to get laid. 

Except he wasn’t. 

Yeonjun’s hand completely slipped between the tear of your jeans, squeezing your thigh as he continued to eye fuck the shit out of you. 

And that’s all it took. 

Jake shot from the chair, his brain on autopilot. 

“JAKE!!” Both his friends called after him. Jake ignored them. 

Jake approached the two of you quickly, Yeonjun locked eyes with Jake and slid his hand out of your jeans with a disgusted look on his face clearly showing his irritation towards Jake. 

“Hey,” Jake said, his hand finding your lower back, his fingers twisting into your belt loop and slightly pulling, “Let’s go find your brother and leave, ya? We still have a few other places to check out.” 

Oh here we go, Yeonjun thought. 

“Wow, no hey Yeonjun! Long time no see! How ya been?” Yeonjun sassed, his thumb still making soft figure eights on your forearm. 

Jake burnt holes into him, “Sup, Choi, long time no see. How have you been? Cool. Bye.” 

“Jake!” you snapped at his rudeness. 

Jake’s hand found your waist, slightly pulling you again in an attempt to remove you from the stool. 

“I don’t think Y/N wants to leave,” Yeonjun glared at him.

Jake scoffed, reaching over to remove his hand from your arm, then completely wrapping around you, lifting you from the seat. 

Yeonjun clicked his tongue, “Is there a problem, Sim?” 

Jake chuckled, “Nah man,” he looked around behind Yeonjun, “Where is the rest of your rat pack huh?” 

“Jake!!” you snapped at him again. What the fuck was his problem? 

Yeonjun chuckled back, his tongue digging into the side of his cheek, standing up from the stool, “Why don’t you let miss pretty thing go and head back over to Mr. Ace and Ice Prince, ya?” 

Yeonjun reached for you, only for Jake to whip you behind him, “Don’t you fucking touch her.” 

“Come on man, trying to get my dick wet, stop gatekeeping her pussy for yourself.” 

Oh, man. 

“The fuck did you just say?!” Jake lost it, letting his grip on you go and stepping into Yeonjun’s face. 

This can’t be good, “Jake!” you gripped onto his arm, trying to yank him back, “Jake come on, let’s just go!” 

He wouldn’t budge, so you did the next best thing. Whipping your head around to find Heeseung and Sunghoon. Waving your hands to get their attention to look in your direction, eyes pleading with them. They got up immediately. 

“You heard me, Sim,” Yeonjun said, “I saw the way you’ve been staring her down all night.” 

Jake clicked his tongue, “Man, fuck off!” and Jake shoved him. 

Yeonjun shoved him back harder.  

Before Jake could swing, Heeseung wrapped his hands around Jake, “Woah woah woah!! Hoon get Y/N out of here!” Heeseung yelled as he fought to keep Jake still. 

Sunghoon wrapped his arm around your waist, trying to pull you away from the situation, “Y/N, let’s go please,” but you fought against him, “I need you safe! Please!” You stopped struggling against Sunghoon’s hold, slowly letting him back you away. 

“Jake, man listen to me,” Heeseung whipped himself in front of Jake, “Let’s just go okay? Think about Y/N, we need to get her somewhere safe, ya?” 

Jake took his eyes off Yeonjun and over to Heeseung, his body relaxing and nodding. The last thing he wants is to put you in danger or see him start a fight. 

Jake nodded, letting Heeseung push him back and turn him around. 

The moment Heeseung’s hands were off Jake and he was now at his side, Yeonjun scoffed, “Pussy shit.” 

Pussy shit?

Heeseung wasn’t fast enough to get ahold of Jake, because now his fists were balled and made contact with Yeonjun’s cheek. 

Yeonjun hunched to the side, his left hand touching the area Jake just punched him, only to quickly whip around and land a punch right on the corner of the left side of Jake’s mouth. 

“Find my brother!” You yelled, fighting against Sunghoon’s hold on you, “Find Jay!!” 

Heeseung ran into the crowd, pushing past the dancing bodies on the floor. 

Jake licked the blood that dripped down his lip, letting out an evil laugh before gripping Yeonjun’s collar of his shirt, Yeonjun took his fist full of Jake’s shirt and gave him a shove. 

“You’re fucking dead!” Jake spat, getting himself ready to throw another punch. 

Before the next moves could be made, Heeseung and Jay were at Jake’s side with Soobin and Taehyun at Yeonjun’s. 

“Hey! Hey! Hey!” Jay yelled, pushing Yeonjun off his friend and then wrapping his hands around Jake’s biceps, Heeseung doing the same in hopes of holding him back. 

Soobin and Taehyun also hand their own death grips on their older. 

“What the actual fuck is wrong with you two?!” Jay snapped, eyes darting between him and Jun, “Fighting in a club? Jesus fucking Christ.” 

Sunghoon let you go to run to his friend's side, placing his hands on Jake’s shoulders to help pull him back. 

“Let’s fucking go!” Heeseung growled, “NOW!” 

You made your way over to Jake, eyes landing on the cut on his lip. You whipped your head back around and looked at Yeonjun, seeing the bruise already starting to form on his cheek. 

Much deserved. 

Jake’s hands found your waist as he pulled you to him, giving Yeonjun one last fuck you look as he backed away. Jay also places a hand on your back, giving Yeonjun a stare himself. 

Yeonjun chuckled, taking a step forward but his friends stopped him, “Yeah! Learn to get your dog and bitch of a sister under control!” 

Yeonjun was now on the floor on his knees, spitting blood onto the tile, and blood dripping from Jay’s fist. 

You quickly ran over to your brother, pulling him away, watching as Soobin and Taehyun pulled Yeonjun up. 

“Let’s just go hyung,” Taehyun said, “You’ve drank way too much tonight.” 

With a nod from Yeonjun, he let Taehyun pull him away, Beomgyu taking Soobin’s spot as he quickly apologized to us for Yeonjun then followed behind his four friends. 

Heeseung drove home while Sunghoon sat in the passenger seat. 

You sat between Jay and Jake, your hands examining your brothers, napkins, and a bag of ice you guys got from the bar laid onto his hand. 

“I can’t believe you punched him that hard,” you said, squeezing his wrist tightly. 

“I wasn’t going to let him talk about you and Jake like that,” your brother mumbled, “couldn’t let Jake get hit again either.” he teased

“Fuck man,” Jake said, leaning his head back and tilting it to look at Jay, “I had him!” 

Everyone laughed. 

“Oh!!” Heeseung finally spoke up, pointing a finger at Sunghoon, “You owe me one hundred dollars!!” 

“Huh?” Jay questioned. 

“They made a stupid ass bet,” Jake said, rolling his eyes, “Sunghoon lost.” 

“I wouldn’t have if someone didn’t storm off.” Sunghoon snapped, whipping around in the seat to look at Jake, earning a middle finger from Jake. 

“Wasn’t going to let him continue touching Y/N like that.” 

“Thank you,” Jay said, “For watching after my sister.” 

Jake nodded, “Someone had to.” 

You rolled your eyes and sent your elbow flying into his ribs. 

Turning your attention back to Jay, you shifted the ice and napkin up to take a look at the cuts on his hand, “It’ll be bruised for awhile, you hit him pretty hard.” 

Jay just nodded, eyes getting heavy. 

“Hey,” you tap his leg, “You okay?” 

Jay smiled with a laugh, “I’m so fucking hammered, surprised I sobered up enough to stop that fight.” 

You smiled sweetly at your brother, “Let’s get you to sleep once home.” 

—

After the night you had, all you wanted was to try out the hot tub. 

Once you and the guys got Jay into bed, you watched as they made their way into the spare room, the door closing. 

You did get into bed, but the jitters from the fight still haunted you. And what better way to get those jitters away than to try out the brand-new hot tub? 

You quickly changed into your dark blue bikini, slipping sweatpants and a sweatshirt over your body, and quickly but quietly made your way down the stairs, into the laundry closet to grab a towel and into the kitchen, carefully unlocking and sliding the glass door open and shut. 

Turning the hot tub and pulled the cover off and the lights lit up the porch, and watched the bubbles start to form. You dropped the towel onto the table and slid out of your sweats, the cold immediately touching your skin. 

You tied your hair back into a tight bun and quickly jumped over the steps and slid your body into the warmth. 

You released a soft ahhh as the water warmed your body. 

You laid your head back onto the pillow at your seat, closing your eyes and moving your arms back and forth. 

No wonder your parents wanted a hot tub, this shit was relaxing as hell. 

The sound of the sliding glass door opening scared you, making you quickly sit up and whip around. Your eyes nearly rolled out of your sockets from how hard you rolled them. 

“Hello to you too,” Jake said snarkly, “What are you even doing up?” 

You turned back around, “Can say the same about you.” 

Jake wasn’t expecting anyone to be in the hot tub, he wanted to be alone and get out of the spare room for a few hours. After tonight a relaxing time in the hot tub sounded amazing. 

He was probably the last person you wanted to be around, yet he also couldn’t help but feel happy knowing you were also here. 

“Am I allowed to get in or??” 

You looked back over at him, giving a small nod, “Yeah, that’s fine. You’re already out here.” 

The corner of Jake’s lips curled, dropping the towel next to yours. 

His hands found the ends of his sweatshirt, pulling it up and over his body. 

You felt your face flush. Feeling as if you just saw the work of a God. 

You knew he worked out, his whole physique was proof of that. But seeing shirtless was a whole new level. 

Your eyes wandered from his chest down to his abs. Yeah, he was sculpted by the gods. 

Jake looped his fingers in his sweatpants, giving a small smirk at you staring, “Staring problem?” 

You quickly made eye contact with him, then shifted yourself back around, “No.” 

He softly laughed, dropping his sweatpants to the ground and climbing into the hot tub. 

“I am so glad I brought my swimming shorts.” 

You watched as he sat across from you, his legs sliding down beside yours. 

“Did you just, randomly pack swimming shorts?” you asked, raising an eyebrow. 

Jake laid his arms out against the top of the tub, sinking himself lower in, “Yeah. Always have to be prepared.” 

You narrowed your eyes, “It’s the middle of winter.” 

Jake chuckled, “Heeseung’s family has a heated pool. Figured we would go use it at some point during this trip.” 

All you could do was nod. You’ve only ever been to the Lee household during birthday parties for Heeseung as kids. Guess the heated pool came around after you stopped hanging around them. 

Everything went silent. It was awkward, both of you knew that. You both went from staying clear of each other the best you could to sitting across from each other alone. 

“I’m sorry.” 

Huh. 

You looked at him with confusion, “Why?” 

Jake sat up, leaning forward, and wrapped his arms around himself, “For starting a fight with Yeonjun in front of you. For him talking about you the way he did.” 

“Jake,” you also leaned forward, placing your hand on his knee, “You were just defending me, there’s nothing wrong with that. My brother would beat the shit out of you for even apologizing for it.” 

Jake scoffed, “The fight wouldn’t have happened in the first place if I didn’t lose my cool.” 

“You aren’t…wrong…” You studied him. You’ve known Jake basically his whole life, you know his mannerisms and tell by his body language that he was truly deeply sorry, that’s one thing that has never changed about him, “Just don’t be sorry. You were defending me.” 

Jake nodded, his eyes finding a corner of the tub, watching as the bubbles pop, then softly laughed, “Sorry I cock blocked you, that wasn’t cool of me.” 

You let out a small giggle, “Yeah, you really did cock block me,” you let out a sigh, “Too bad he ended up being an asshole, really wanted to have a good fuck.” 

“Fuck me then,” Jake said softly. 

All you could do was look at him, not being able to tell if he was serious or not. 

“Funny joke.” 

“I’m not joking, Y/N.” 

The whole reason you wanted to go out and gain a hookup was to release the sexual frustration that you had for the man sitting in front of you. But now that said man is straight up asking you to fuck him. 

“You said we can’t be doing this, my brother—“

“I don’t care,” Jake moved forward, reaching his hand out and grabbing your waist, pulling you back over to him and in his lap. 

His hands squeezed your thighs on either side of him, his forehead connecting to yours, “I can’t take it anymore. The way you’ve been teasing me…After seeing the way Yeonjun was undressing you with his eyes…the way he was touching you.” 

His length grew hard underneath you, his hands sliding up to the strings of your bikini bottoms, gripping them tightly. 

Jake thought he could survive these two weeks, thought he was stronger, and that the respect and bond he had with Jay was strong enough to keep him away. Unfortunately, your hold on him was stronger. 

“I want you, so bad,” he whispered, his hot breath hitting your lips. 

You placed your hands on his shoulders, “I want you too…” 

You did. Oh god did you want him badly. But how could you betray your brother's rules? He’d kill you both. 

Jake pulled at the strings of your bottoms slightly, “Just give me the word, and I’ll fuck you so good I swear it.” 

Oh, fuck it.

You nodded, “Jaeyun, please.” 

And that line got crossed. 

Jake’s lips connected to yours, kissing you with such passion and need, like he’s been wanting for this his entire life. 

His fingers pulled at both sides of strings, your bottoms completely coming undone and him pulling them away from your body to float off somewhere in the hot tub. 

His tongue invades your mouth, twisting the muscle around yours letting soft and quiet moans release into your mouth. 

You rolled your hips against him, sliding your folds against his clothed length as your fingers got tangled up in his hair. 

Jake squeezed your hips, pushing you down harder onto him, bucking his hips up in motion with yours. 

You released your mouth from his, a string of saliva connected to your mouths, “I need you, Jake, please.” 

His hands left your hips and flew to his shorts, his fingers pulling at the strings. You, being impatient, looped your fingers into his shorts, helping him pull them down. 

“Fuck baby, that needy for my cock?” 

You nodded, watching as his shorts went down at his thighs, his thick length now resting against his abdomen. 

Taking his cock in your hands, you slowly pumped him. 

Jake’s hand went back to your waist, biting his lips. Fuck your hand feels so good against his cock, it was everything he ever imagined and more. 

Jake lifted you, letting you adjust him to your fuck hole, lining him up perfectly. 

“You ready, baby?” Jake asked, wanting one last form of permission from you before crossing the line even further behind the return. 

You nodded, slowly sliding yourself down onto him. 

You both groan out at the feeling of him bottoming out, the sensation already sending Jake over the edge. He could cum right now just from bottoming out. 

You rolled your hips slowly to help get adjusted to his size, hands gripping his broad shoulders as you slowly picked up your pace. 

Jake’s mouth connected back to yours as you rode him. bucking his hips up at the same motion as you. 

“Fucckkkk, you’re so tight, baby. Taking my dick so good, oh fuck.” 

You picked up the pace, his dick hitting your g-spot perfectly. 

Jake’s brain was going fuzzy, the sensation of his dick buried deep in your cunt was sending him to another world. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…” Jake slid his hands up to the string of your top, fingers gripping them tightly along with your skin, fingers digging in as he slid them back down your back, his hips bucking up harder into you. 

You moaned out a little too loud, Jake’s lips reattaching to your lips, “Shhh, baby, you need to stay quiet.” 

You nodded, biting down on your lips to suppress your sounds as you continued to slide his dick in and out of you…in and out, in and out. 

Jake knew he would cum soon, that knot in his stomach threatening to snap and the twitch of his dick. 

Then your pussy tightened around him, your own high approaching. 

“I’m…cumming soon,” you whispered, digging your nails into his shoulders. 

“Yeah, baby?” He slid his hand down to your heat, thumb rubbing circles on your clit, “Wanna cum?” 

“Please.” You begged, throwing your head back as your legs got weaker, biting down on your tongue as the knot snapped. 

“That’s it, pretty girl, make a mess all over my cock.” 

You fell forward, resting your head against his, his hands squeezing your hips tightly as he fucked into you, the overstimulation making you dizzy along with the heat from the water. 

“Jake…” 

“I know baby girl,” he whispered, locking his jaw at the knot and getting close to releasing, “Fuck, I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” 

With a groan, he pumped his seed against your walls riding out his high. 

Jake wrapped his arms around you, resting his forehead against your neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses on your skin. 

You tangled your fingers in his hair and let out a sigh, “Jay is going to kill us both.” 

Jake chuckled, “Yeah, but only if he finds out.” 

You both took a moment to catch your breaths, your hands releasing from his hair and sliding down his neck, your fingers stopping at the chain of his necklace. A beautiful large double link pendant.

Jake noticed your eyes at his neck, “It’s pretty, right?” he said between deep breaths.

You nodded, twisting the metal between your fingers.

He lifted his hands from your sides, reaching behind him and unattaching the clasp, removing it from his body and moving it to yours, the double links dropping at your collar bones.

“Jake, no, I can’t take this!” you went to take the necklace off, “This was probably very expensive!”

Jake grabbed your hands, sliding them back around his neck, “It’s yours now, a beautiful necklace for a very beautiful woman. Keep it.”

Your heart was racing, your stomach filled with butterflies at the way he smiled and looked at you.

“It looks better on you anyway baby,” Jake wraps one arm back around you, his free hand cupping your jaw and pulling you in for a kiss.

—

Jake had to admit, that seeing you walking around with his necklace around your neck drove him insane. 

It was like his own way of marking you without physically having to do it. 

You plopped down onto the couch next to Heeseung, the necklace sitting beautifully against your collarbones. 

Oh, did Jake want his lips on your neck right now. 

“Damnit!” Sunghoon shouted, tossing the Nintendo Controller onto the coffee, “Why are you so damn good?!” 

Heeseung raised a brow, “It’s Mario Kart??? It doesn’t take skill??” 

Jay patted his back, “At least you aren’t last place, like someone sitting in the corner over there,” 

And then all eyes went to Jake.

“Oh, fuck off!” he snapped, “I don’t play Mario Kart!” 

You smiled at your friends, eyes connecting with Jake’s. 

He gave you his flirty smile, eyes leaving yours, and went back to the TV as the next race started. 

You couldn’t take your eyes off him. Last night in the hot tub replayed in your mind on a loop. The way his hands felt against your skin, how his lips fit perfectly to yours. How his cock felt…You couldn’t help but wonder if he went to bed last night too with his brain flooding of you. 

And he did. 

Having sex with you was everything Jake imagined it to be. It was actually BETTER than he imagined it. To finally feel you wrapped around his cock and hear your pretty moans in his ears. Oh, it was heaven. 

The only issue now is…well…he wants more. So much more. 

He spent most of his time last night after the hot tub sex thinking the next moment he’d be able to fuck you. Thinking how he’d be able to get you alone long enough or even have the opportunity to get you alone. 

Another problem is, that those chances are slim. 

You lifted the collar of your hoodie over your neck, not wanting to chance your brother, or really anyone, seeing Jake’s necklace. 

You both crossed a line and now have to deal with the secret of it. 

The sound of the washing machine went off, telling you your laundry was finished. 

You quickly jumped from the couch. 

“What are we doing for lunch?” Jay finally said, “Y/N? What do you think?

You stopped halfway out of the living room, turning back to look at your brother, “Why not just order takeout?” 

Jay shrugged, “Guys?” 

As the boys discussed lunch, you finished your walk back to the laundry room. 

By the time you transferred your wet clothes into the dryer, Jake walked in, “Is the washer open now?” 

You gave him a nod, closing the dryer door and turning it on. 

“What did you decide for lunch?” you asked, leaning against the dryer. 

Jake shoved his dirty clothes into the washing machine, “We decided on takeout like you suggested.” 

You nodded, “Nice, I’ll go tell Jay what I want.” 

You barely were out of the room when Jake’s hand wrapped around your wrist. 

He pulled you back, leaning you back against the dryer, “Stay, please.” 

Jake’s free hand gripped the door, barely leaving it open a crack. 

Before you could ask him anything else, his hands cupped your face, his lips crashing to yours. 

You kissed him back, your hands pulling at his jacket, bringing him closer to you. 

Jake has been waiting since watching you walk up those stairs last night to kiss you again. To feel you pressed to him again. 

With one last passionate kiss, he rests his forehead against yours, “Jay already knows your order, no need to leave.” 

It was true your brother knew your food orders, which was all you needed to stay in place even after Jake removed himself from you to finish starting his laundry. 

Once the washer was started, he leaned against it beside you, crossing his arms, “Can I ask you something?” 

You nudged his arm, “Yes, of course! We’ve known each other for our whole lives, you can ask me anything.” 

“Can I sneak up to your room tonight?” 

It was a simple question, yet it was enough to make your heart stop. He bit the inside of his mouth, anxiously waiting for your answer. 

His question was proof that last night wasn’t a one-time thing. And honestly, you wouldn’t mind it. If Jay’s bedroom wasn’t right beside yours. 

“Jake,” you whispered, peeking your eyes between the cracked door, “You know his bedroom is right beside mine, right? And my parents' room down the hall?” 

Jake shrugged, “And? That’s the point of sneaking into your room like we are teenagers.” 

You tried to not laugh, looking away from him and his goofy grin. 

“Come onnnn baby,” he teased, pulling you to his chest, “Let me shove that pretty face of yours face down into your pillows while I fuck you so good from behind.” 

He slid his hands down to your ass, squeezing the fat while he pressed his hard length against you, his lips finding your neck, “Wanna fuck you so hard and watch my necklace bounce against your pretty collarbones.”

You were melting under his touch. Folding so hard for him. He makes your heart race faster than anyone else ever has. 

“Please…” you softly moaned, hoping he heard you over the sounds of the machines. 

He did. Hearing you beg for him to fold you like an omelet later tonight was turning him on so badly. He thrust his cock harder against you. 

“Get on your knees, baby,” Jake whispered into your ear, sending chills down your spine. 

You dropped down with no hesitation, hands already reaching for the buttons of his jeans, helping him slide them down along with his boxers in one motion. 

Your mouth watered at the sight of his hard cock resting against his abdomen. 

Jake stroked himself, watching how undone you’re already becoming for him, “Such a good girl for me. Put your hands on my thighs, and stick that pretty tongue out.” 

You did what you were told, hands resting against his toned thighs, tongue sliding out of your mouth. 

“Fuck…” 

He placed the tip onto your tongue, immediately wrapping the muscle around him, taking him completely in your mouth. 

Jake groaned, his hands gripping the edges of the washing machine and praying his knees wouldn't fail him now. 

You bobbed your head, tongue licking up his shaft all the way to the top, spreading his precum and mixing it with your saliva. 

Lifting your hand from his thigh, you wrapped it around his length, following the motions as your mouth. 

Fuck you were sucking him off so good. His mind went cloudy, the only thing he focused on was how fucking good your mouth felt. 

Jake pulled your long hair into a ponytail, wrapping the locks between his fingers and giving it a tight pull. 

You moaned against him, the vibrations sending gasping out of his mouth, his hips fucking forward, “Oh, fuck…Y/N, fuck.” 

Jake pulled your hair slightly harder, not wanting to hurt you, his dick hitting the back of your throat as he fucked your mouth. 

Your hands found his thighs again, fingers digging into his skin. You were losing yourself against his cock, knowing full well your panties were soaked. 

You looked up at him, seeing how much of a mess he was. Pupils were blown out, mouth opened, chest heaving. 

Who knew you could make such a mess of him? 

“Sucking me off so good, Y/N. I’m…fuck I’m, I’m gonna cum.” 

You stuck your tongue out further, giving him more access to the back of your throat as he continued to face fuck you until his warm load shot down your throat. 

“Clench your lips,” he whispered between breaths. You did as you were told, him slowly sliding his dick from your lips, “Swallow and show me.” 

You gulped it down, opening your mouth wide with your tongue sticking out, showing him the proof. 

Jake smirked, using your hair that was still wrapped around his hands to pull you back up to your feet, “Such a dirty girl, only for me, ya?” 

You nodded, licking the side of your lips.

He gave you one final kiss, then pulled his boxers and jeans back over his hips. 

The laughter from your brother and friends from the living room filled the house while they cheered over their video games. 

Jake’s fingers adjusted his necklace on your neck, fingers rubbing up to your jaw, his heart did flips seeing how you stared back at him with your fucked out lips. 

“Let’s go back, can’t let them get too suspicious.” 

Jake watched as you left, carrying your laundry basket quickly up the stairs to your room. 

He leaned back against the washing machine, hand clenching his shirt, feeling the rush of his heartbeat. 

Oh, he’s in deep trouble. 

—

Jake’s promise to fuck you face down ass up was fulfilled. Yours and his clothes scattered all over the floor of your room. Your moans being muffled out by your pillows and Jake’s hand at the back of your head shoving your face deeper into the fabric. It was the best you’ve ever been fucked. 

Your bed felt empty after Jake snuck right back out your door and went back downstairs. 

You were scared tonight would be the last, but fortunately for you, it wasn’t. 

The following night he quietly knocked on your door before quickly slipping in and crawling into bed with you. 

This went on for the rest of the week. The two of you finding time throughout the day to have a quick make-out session just for him to crawl into your bed at night. 

But it wasn’t always the rough sex you’d have. One night Jake cuddled you until you fell asleep before quietly exiting your bedroom. One night he held you in his arms listening to you talk about your classes back at college and the friends you had. One night he laid his head against your chest, listening to the sweet sound of your breathing and heartbeat. And then, oh god that night, it wasn’t rough sex or even a good fuck. He made love to you. 

He hovered over you, one hand gently cupping your face as he squeezed your leg that was wrapped around his waist. Soft and slow thrusts were completely turned on just from being with each other and the feeling of skin-to-skin contact. How softly he’d kiss you and tell you how pretty you are. How lucky he was to have you in his life. 

That’s the night you completely folded. You fell in love with him. It wasn’t about the sex anymore. It was about him. About the man you’ve known your whole life, that you grew with and watched him become who he is today. 

Your feelings for him ran deep. 

The secret meet-ups during the day turned into playful kisses, him wrapping you up in his arms and hugging you tightly. 

You were really screwed. 

The final week of vacation was half over and Jake was dreading the finale. He wasn’t ready to leave you yet. Wasn’t ready to let you go. Knowing damn well the minute you go your separate ways he would lose his goddamn mind. 

All because of Jay’s rules. All because of the fucking “off limits”. 

You and Sunghoon made lunch for everyone, giving your brother a day off from cooking. 

Since you weren’t the best cook, ramen was on the menu. 

You prepared the noodles and broth while Sunghoon prepared the meat. 

“You guys both know that if this ramen turns out like shit it won’t be me beating your asses right?” your brother teased, his eyes looking between Jake and Heeseung. 

“Yeah yeah fuck off,” Sunghoon rolled his eyes, “We know the ramen lovers will lose their shits. They’ll survive.” 

“Hey now,” Jake snipped, turning around to face his friend, “I am so serious about my ramen!” 

Heeseung agreed, high-fiving Jake, “We don’t fuck around when it comes to our ramen.” 

You finished up two bowls, rolling your eyes as you set the first fresh bowls in front of the ramyeonz, “You both are so annoying!” 

“They are, aren’t…they.” Jay’s eyes fixated on the necklace around your neck. He barely noticed it with the way your sweatshirt covered it. But when you bent down just right to put the bowls in front of Heeseung and Jake, it became noticeable. 

If it weren’t for Heeseung sitting to his left, and Jake sitting in front of him, Jay wouldn’t have clocked the necklace as suspicious and went on about his day. 

But the necklace looked familiar, and all it took was Jay’s eyes to wander to his best friend, no longer seeing the silver chain sitting against his neck. 

“Can’t believe I’ve spent my whole life stuck with annoying boys like you!” You teased them, earning a middle finger from Heeseung and Jake scoffing out an “whatever” trying to shove you playfully but missing as you were too quick to back away. 

“We are men! And you totally love us!” Heeseung said with a mouthful of ramen, “Doesn’t she Jake? We are the extra brothers you didn’t ask for.” 

Jay clocked the look on Jake’s face, the awkward smile he had, and the way he was hesitant to answer, “Y-yeah. Of course.” 

“We are stuck with you just as much as you’re stuck with us,” Sunghoon added, “Get over it.” 

You elbowed him, “Whatever Hoon!” his smile and laugh causing your own to form. These boys were truly dear to your heart, and it took years of being away from all four of them to realize how deeply you did miss them. Especially your brother. 

Jay kept quiet most of lunch, his eyes wandering back and forth between you and Jake. Taking mental notes of everything in the small details. 

How you look at him, how he looks at you. How you sat beside him at the table when you usually sit beside Jay or Sunghoon. The little graze of Jake’s hand ran across your ass as he walked past you while you and Heeseung cleaned the dishes, causing you to scrunch your nose at him, thinking no one noticed. 

You all went grocery shopping to refill the food in your parent's cabinets and fridge, Jay taking notes on how Jake was always right behind you or straying not too far from you. Jay was hoping he was overthinking, that maybe the two of you got closer after the bar fight last week, but something didn’t sit right with Jay. 

He lay in his bed staring up at the ceiling that night, the sight of Jake’s necklace suddenly appearing around your neck. 

Jay shoved his face into his pillow, trying to chase after the sleep he deeply needed and wanted, wanting to forget everything and give his best friend the benefit of the doubt, to trust the bond they had and the rules that were set. 

That was until he heard your bedroom door opening and quickly shutting right after. 

Jake spreads your legs and wraps them around his waist as he bottoms out, one hand flying to cover your mouth as he fucks into you fast and deep. 

Both of you became a cumming mess. 

You pulled your shorts over your hips and Jake’s tee shirt that you stole from his clean laundry over your head. 

After Jake had his boxers over his hips, he playfully pulled you down onto your bed, his face cuddling up into your neck, “I don’t think I ever could get enough of your pussy.” 

You wrap your arms around his bare back, drawing small infinity eights, “And I don’t think I ever could get enough of your dick.” 

You felt him smile against your skin, “At least we are on the same page.” 

Jake could get so high off the sex you have, it was addicting, his own personal drug. 

His heartbeat fastened due to the thought of being away from you. Deciding now was a better time than any to bring up the topic. 

Jake sat up, his hand resting at your hip, “Y/N, can-“ 

Before Jake could get another word out, your worst fear came to fruition. 

The door opened with such force, your brother standing in the doorway, jaw locked tightly and fists clenched. 

“I fucking knew it!” 

Your heart stopped, quickly sitting up, trying to find the right words. 

Jake sat up behind you, “Jay, bro, listen to me,” 

“There isn’t a DAMN thing to listen to!” Jay yelled, turning on his heels.

“JAY!!” Jake yelled back, jumping from your bed and quickly sliding back into his sweatpants, pulling his shirt over his head as he followed your brother down the stairs, “Man stop we need to talk!!” 

You finally found the will to move, climbing out of your bed and rushing down the stairs at the right moment of Sunghoon and Heeseung running from the spare bedroom, confused looks piled onto their faces. 

“Will you listen to me!” Jake grabbed his friend's shoulder, Jay quickly whipped around and threw his hand off him. 

“Listen to you? Give me one goddamn reason why I should be listening to you right now?!” Jay snapped, getting into Jake’s face. 

“Woah! Woah!” Heeseung rushed over, pushing himself between them. 

“Because I am your best friend man!” Jake snapped back. 

“Yeah? My best friend?” Jay moved forward, Sunghoon now had to step in, pushing Jay back as Heeseung handled Jake, “My best friend wouldn’t be dicking down my little sister!!” 

Everyone in the room froze, Sunghoon and Heeseung making glances between each other, and then between Jay and Jake. 

Jake’s jaw locked, not wanting to say the wrong thing right now. 

You stood at the last step of the stairs, too scared to move. 

“I gave you one, ONE, rule. That she was off limits,” Jay’s eyes found you, “And you! I said no boys!” 

“Nah, man!” Jake finally spoke up, stepping in front of Jay’s line of sight, “This is between you and me. Leave her out of it.” 

“She betrayed me just as much as you did!” Jay scoffed, “How could you do this to me, man?” 

Jay relaxed his body as he leaned against the couch, Jake also relaxed, “Bro it just…it just happened.” 

That wasn’t the right thing to say, “How does it just “happen” Sim Jaeyun?! Huh?!” 

shit. 

Jake rolled his eyes, “Dude, I don’t know!” he threw his arms into the air, “It just did!”

“Stop lying!” Jay stood back up, “Stop fucking lying to me!” 

“Oh good FUCKING god! Why are you so protective over her?! She’s a grown-ass adult!” Jake ran his hand through his hair, “We aren’t kids anymore man!” 

“That doesn’t change the fact that she’s my everything!! From the moment she was born, I promised I was going to protect her from everyone! including you.” 

Jake chuckled, “Protect her from what?!” 

“From her getting hurt!” 

“I wouldn’t do that!” 

“What’s so different with her then huh?” Jay stepped forward, Sunghoon placing his hand on his chest, “What’s so different dicking down the girls in chem class and my sister, hmm? You’re such a play—“

“I am in love with her.” Jake spat out. 

The room fell silent, confusion not only on Jay’s face but your own. 

“What?” 

“I’m in love with her, man,” Jake sighed with a shake of his head, “I’ve always been in love with her. Even as kids, I…I always had this ache in my heart, never understanding what it was, and because of your stupid ass rule…I was never able to figure it out.” 

Jay relaxed himself back against the couch, eyes staring holes into the floor. 

Jake continued, “Yeah I might have been a stupid ass playboy and completely forgot about your sister and what she meant to me but good god, the minute she stepped foot into this house…” Jake turned and looked at you, “Everything I felt all those years ago became clear.”

Jay looks up at you, the hardness that once sat in his eyes a second ago was gone, nothing sat there except soft sadness. 

“Yes, I’ll admit, I had sex with your sister at first to release the sexual frustration, but the moment it happened…I was done for.” 

Jake placed his hands on your face, his forehead touching yours, “She’s everything to me too, Jay.” 

Jay let out a sigh, “What about you, stink? What’s your side?” 

You remove yourself from Jake, walking around him and standing in front of your older brother, “I love him,” Jay rolled his eyes, staring back down at the floor, “But I love you too!! Jongseong, you’re my everything too. You’re the best big brother I could have ever asked for, you’ve done your job protecting me.” 

Jay looked at you with glossed-over eyes, “Why him? Why out of everyone, one of my best friends?” 

You shrugged, “It just happened that way.” 

You stepped closer to him, pulling him into a hug, he gave in and hugged you tightly back. 

“I am deeply and truly sorry that everything happened this way. I didn’t want to hurt you.” 

Jay knew that, deep down he knew this wasn’t what either you or Jake wanted. That this was something that just kinda happened. And he has to accept it. 

Jake appears at your side, having you step away, pulling Jay into another hug, “I won’t hurt her. I promise. I’d die first before I’d ever do that.” 

Jay sighed, also giving into Jake and hugging him back, “Hurt her and it’s your funeral I am planning.” 

Jake chuckled, slapping his best friend on the back, “No problem there buddy.” 

Jay pushed Jake away, “Okay, let’s all go back to bed. I am sure we already disturbed my parents enough.” 

You let out a yawn, exhaustion sweeping over you. 

Heeseung and Sunghoon walked towards the spare room and you up the stairs, Jake following behind you. 

“Uhhh nah,” Jay snapped his fingers, pushing Jake towards the spare room, “You ain’t going back up there.” 

“Come on dude.” Jake groaned. 

“No, I’m sleeping in front of her door.” Jay pointed at the two others, “Make sure he doesn’t leave the room.”’

You rolled your eyes and continued up the stairs, “You all are really actually annoying.” 

—

You sat at the kitchen table, peeling the potatoes for tonight's dinner, watching as the four boys and your dad stood outside in the cold grilling the meats. 

Your mom stood behind you at the island, tossing the salad. Her careful eyes studied you, “Want to talk about it, my sweet daughter?”

You turned and faced her, “Talk about what?” 

She gives you a soft smile, “About the reason your brother was screaming last night.” 

You sighed, turning back around to continue peeling the potatoes, “You and dad heard everything?” 

Your mother sat down beside you, taking the peeler and potato out of your hands, forcing you to face her. 

“Honey, your brother is a very vocal person when he’s upset. It scared us half to death.” 

She held your hands, her thumbs circling your palms, “Why didn’t you come and stop the fight?” 

She sighs, looking outside at your father, “We wanted to, but your father said it was best for you guys to handle it. It was a matter we couldn’t step into.” 

You understood that, everyone here is grown adults, your parents stepping in probably more than likely wouldn’t have helped anyway. 

You followed your mother's gaze outside, watching as your brother flipped over the steak with dad right beside him. Jake sorted the raw meat into separate plates, handing them off to Jay to be grilled while Heeseung and Sunghoon helped cut the cooked meat into pieces. 

Your eyes lingered on Jake, watching as he said something to Jay, your brother smiling wide and shoving Jake. That made you happy at least, knowing that your betrayal didn’t completely shatter their friendship. 

“Y/N, you love him, don’t you sweetheart?” 

You nodded, the tears swelling up in your eyes, “Momma I love him so much. But the fact Jay caught us the way he did is eating me alive. The last thing I wanted to do was see that betrayal and hurt in my brother's eyes.” 

“Y/N, can I tell you a little story?” 

You nodded, looking back at her. She wiped the tears off your face and squeezed your hand, “You want to know why your brother started that rule in the first place?” 

You nodded again. 

“It was Jongseong’s tenth birthday party, and Jaeyun just returned from visiting Australia, you remember that?” 

You slightly nodded, trying to recall the memory. Jake would disappear to the land of kangaroos at least once or twice a year growing up. Narrowing down specifically when this is in this situation would be hard to pinpoint. 

“Well, Jaeyun brought back gifts, not just for you know, your brother, Heeseung and Sunghoon, but one for you.” 

The memory completely came back to you. Jake brought you back a small keychain with a baby joey and your name on it. You had that keychain on your school backpack for a couple of years until you lost it. 

“I remember, Jay was irritated with me that day and I couldn’t figure out why, I was only nine.”

Your mother nodded, “It was the first, and last time may I add, that Jaeyun ever brought you back a gift.” she softly laughed at the memory, “Little Jaeyun handed your brother his birthday gift and souvenir, giving Heeseung and Sunghoon theirs, then he rushed away from the picnic table looking for you. That little keychain was in his hands until it was placed into your hands. Oh, was your brother upset.” 

“So he was jealous that I also got a gift?” You raised your brow, glancing back outside at your brother, jealousy was never something he had or even showed. 

“That’s what we thought it was at first, just Jongseong being jealous that his baby sister also got a gift on his birthday. Your dad tried calming him down for a good twenty minutes.” 

Jay and Jake started to play fighting outside, running further into the yard as your dad just laughed and took a sip of his beer bottle. 

“After your dad got him calmed down, we were finally able to talk to him about why it upset him, and you know what he said?” 

You looked back at your mom, waiting for the answer. 

“That you were too young for a boyfriend,” you rolled your eyes, of course he said that. Even as a child at the age of ten, he wanted you nowhere near other boys, “We had to explain to him that just because Jaeyun brought you back a gift, didn’t mean he likes you. But your brother wasn’t having any of it, kept saying over and over that the look Jaeyun gave you said otherwise. Then he told your father no one would be good enough for his little sister, that you were a prize that could never be won. So he came up with his rules. His friends were told you were now off limits, specifically to Jaeyun. And then he told you no boys.” 

Your heart melted, knowing that Jay’s rules were always just a way to protect you, that he held you on such a high pedestal to the point no male would ever be good enough for you in his eyes. That you did indeed deserve so much. 

“Obviously, your brother didn’t want you dating his friends, it would have been weird, mostly with how close the five of you were growing up. But your father and I figured he would have eventually let it go.” 

You shrugged, making eye contact with Jay, he gave you a small smile before returning back to the grill after his play fight with Jake, “But you know, mom, I am grateful for his rules. He has helped me get out of so many terrible relationships and helped me see my worth.” 

Your mom pulled you into a hug, “He loves you so much. You two are truly blessed to have each other as siblings.” 

You agreed, no one will ever compare to your brother. 

Your mom pulled back, rubbing your shoulders before standing up and going back to the island, “I always secretly wanted you to get with one of them.” 

“Mother!” you snapped, “Huh?!”

“What?” She smiled, “Heeseung, Jake, and Sunghoon have always been good kids. I practically raised them! If any boy would be good enough for my daughter it would be one of them. Just funny how the person who created the whole reason the rules came into place is the same one who took your heart.” 

You had to admit, it was funny. No wonder Jay literally lost his bonkers last night, questioning you on why Jake. 

“Treat him well, Y/N. And give your brother some time to get over it. He’s strong, and he will get over it. Don’t beat yourself up or let it affect your relationship with Jake.” 

Your mother was right. But you still can’t help but feel a bit guilty. Jay deserved the truth from the beginning. 

—

The rest of the week went by in a flash. And turns out you really had nothing to worry about with Jake and Jay. 

The two boys moved on like it didn’t happen, that their friendship was never on the line to begin with. 

Jay even was being his normal self to you. 

Dinner last night Jake sat beside you and even put his arm around you, and Jay didn’t even bat an eye. 

It felt…different. You and Jake went from secretly hiding around to holding hands, hugging you any moment he could, and weren’t afraid to sit close to you. The only thing he secretly did was when he wanted to kiss you. Which you understood. 

Jake still snuck into your room as well. That didn’t change. But the final night at the house, Jay straight up told him to spend any final moments with you. 

Unfortunately, the night went by too quickly. You woke up in Jake’s arms, the only thing that could be heard was the sounds of his soft breathing and his heartbeat in your ear. 

Jay’s alarms went off in his room, then the sound of his feet shuffling against the floor. You knew it was time to get up. 

You got Jake up, sending him downstairs to pack and get ready. 

Time was flying too fast, and soon enough your parents stood on the front porch, hugging each of you goodbye. 

“Please come back home soon!” Your mother whined, tears staining her face, “I miss you both already!” She pulled you and Jay into a hug. 

You fought back your tears, and you could tell your brother was too. 

Your parents hugged the other boys as well, telling them to not be strangers and stop by anytime they come home or to even come back when Jay does. 

But then the moment you wanted to shove away came, saying goodbye to Jake. 

You hugged Heeseung, “Keep in touch kiddo!” he said with a pat on your head, “Stay out of trouble.” 

“I think you’re the one who needs to stay out of trouble, Hee.” You pinched his arm, then moved on to Sunghoon, “You too! I heard all about your party shenanigans!” 

Sunghoon playfully shoved you, “As if!” and then pulled you into a hug. 

Jay was next. 

“C'mere stinks.” Jay pulled you into a tight hug, “Thank you for agreeing to spend the rest of your time with us.” 

You nodded against his shoulder, “I’m so glad you convinced me.” 

Jay gave you one last tight squeeze before releasing you, “Love ya, please stay safe and talk often, ya?” 

“Of course.” 

He gave you one last smile, before his eyes lifted over behind you, “And keep him in check, ya? I can’t do it on my own.”

You turned behind you just in time to see Jake roll his eyes, “Dude, I keep myself in check.” 

You patted his arm, “Sure you do babe, it’s okay.”

Everyone had their laughs except for Jake who rolled his eyes once again. “I hate you all.” 

“Whatever, go say your goodbyes so we can leave,” Jay said, shooing you away. 

Jake followed you to your car, his hands settling on your waist as he pulled your body to his, leaving no space in between. “I’m not ready to leave you yet.” 

“I don’t want to leave you either, Jake.” 

He really wasn’t ready to leave you yet, wasn’t ready to be apart, “Why did you choose a college so far away?” 

You gigged, “Because at the time it’s where I wanted to be.” 

“Transfer. Come be with me.” 

You smiled at him, cupping his face, “I’ll think about it.” 

Jake shook his head, sticking his tongue out at you, “Don’t tease me.” 

You touched his forehead to yours, “I’ll miss you, so much.” 

Oh, now Jake wanted to cry, “God knows how badly I’ll miss you too.” 

He pulled you even closer, lips connecting to yours. 

Jake kissed you like you were about to disappear from his grasp. Like the universe was going to rip you away from him. 

Your cherry chapstick filled his senses and made his head spin, oh the things he’d do and the crimes he’d commit to always get a taste of your lips. 

“Hey!!” Jay shouted from his car, his head hanging out the driver's side window, Heeseung and Sunghoon also peeking out their windows, “You gonna keep making out with my little sister or we gonna hit the road? She’s got a longer drive than us!” 

Jake laughed against your lips, head turning to his friend, “If you’re going to give me a choice then…” 

“Hurry up!” Jay snapped with a laugh. 

“Go,” you said, “You’ll see me soon.” 

Jake placed one final kiss on your lips, pulling away as he walked backward towards Jay’s car. 

“I love you!” Jake shouted freely, finally happy to say those three words he’d been holding back. 

“I love you too!!” You shouted back. 

“Call me when you’re back in your dorm!” 

You nodded, climbing into your car. Jake got into the back of Jay’s car, letting out a sigh. 

“Missing your girlfriend already?” Heeseung teased. 

“Man,” Jake shook his head, “Shut up.” 

Jay took off down the street, slouching down into the seat, “Don’t worry, man.” 

Jake slung his head back onto the seat, staring out the window, “How can I not?” 

Jay looked into the rearview mirror, “I already have a plan to convince her to transfer.” Jake smiled, “If I can convince her to come home for two weeks, I can convince her to transfer. It’s already in motion.” 

Jake sat up, slapping his friend on the shoulder, “My man!” 

Jay knew he had to get used to seeing Jake with you, and he already could imagine the pain you both would feel being apart. Plus, having you around more often wouldn’t be a bad idea. It would be just like when you were all kids. 

Jake sat back down in the seat, his smile never fading with thoughts of you.

—tags: @wooziswife @enhaslxt @woniebae @nctislifue @nanabbg @rikisnuggie @ericluvs @nyfwyeonjun @ratedjaeyoon @yvesgfss @addictedtohobi @nshmrarki @hey-hey-heybitch @eneiyri @smiling-lion @loves0ft @luvswonyoung

[4wkjun]

MIMI OMG ‼️💢💢‼️‼️ i REALLY loved that taehun fic, thank u soso much for writing it 😭 like it’s literally finger biting, feet kicking and all 😣 my day just become much better, thank u 💙

this kind of comment make me so emotional 😭😭😭

thank you so much for your support, i'm glad you liked it!!

[4wkjun]

hi mimi! could you write something about needy make out sessions with taehun please 😔😔 his lips soso pretty 😔 hope you’re doing good!

hi, anon! i’m doing great, wby? not gonna lie, i was about to write headcanons about taehun, but thinking about his pretty lips i got a little overwhelmed lmao. hope you like it <3

pretty lips | cth

pairing: choi taehun × afab!reader

genre: smut, friends with benefits.

warnings: swearing, suggestive in the beginning, marking (hickeys), finger sucking, nipple play, oral sex (fem!receiving), fingering, squirt, mention of protected sex.

word count: 2.5k

you and taehun have been friends for over four years now. he is one of the finest men you have ever seen in your entire life, but you never allowed yourself to look at him any differently. until now. you and taehun have been locked inside kyungjun’s coat closet after losing a stupid game. this was supposed to be a different version of “seven minutes in heaven”, lovely baptized as “stay there until you fuck” (ricky’s words, not yours).

however, taehun is your best friend. it doesn’t matter how good he looked that night (or any other moment of his life, he never had a bad day when it comes to his looks), you couldn’t afford to lose him because of a game. right?

“at least talk to me, y/n” he whined, poking your waist with his index finger. you yelped in place, looking at him with wide eyes. he looked so good under that warm yellowy light. “if you’re not gonna kiss me, talk to me.”

you laughed, holding his hand so he wouldn’t poke you again. he knew you were ticklish.

“what do you mean by that, choi taehun?” you asked, playfully. “if i’m not gonna kiss you?”

“are you gonna kiss me?”

“why would i?” you laughed, getting slowly nervous. “are you that desperate?”

taehun didn’t laugh back, looking away from you. he suddenly felt ridiculous, thinking you would feel the same as he did. you stopped laughing, looking at him seriously.

“taehun. talk to me.”

he looked at you with a soft smile on his lips, trying to hide his disappointment.

“i thought i was your best friend” you said, more of a question than a statement. “shouldn’t you be like... disgusted by me?”

“for fuck’s sake, y/n. i’m anything but disgusted by you” he mumbled, looking away. his ears got bright red as he spoke. “do you seriously never notice how much of a simp i am for you?”

“i don’t know. i guess i was too scared to lose you, hun” you said, genuinely.

“as if you could get rid of me” he joked, still looking away.

you laughed before approaching his body. the closet was pretty small, not allowing any of you to spread your legs, but you could manage to sit in front of him. he didn’t say anything as you adjusted your body inside of that cubicle. when you found a position that would probably give you leg cramps, but also give you easy access to taehun’s body, you leaned over to kiss his lips. you stopped only a few centimeters away from his mouth and whispered.

“if you want to do this, i’m all in. if you don’t, i’ll pretend this never happened.”

taehun barely gave you time to finish your sentence before closing the tiny gap between your lips. he waited a few seconds before circling your bottom lip with his hot tongue, desperate for your permission to deepen the kiss. when you allowed his tongue to meet yours, you automatically felt a know down your stomach. he kissed you so intensely, no one ever kissed you like that. usually, you kissed people in clubs just because, not because they were good kissers, but taehun? god, you’d let him kiss you forever.

you put your hand on his thigh, looking for support because of the weird position you were in. taehun noticed how uncomfortable you were, so he got away from your lips. you almost whined, not wanting him to let you go.

“sit on my lap” he whispered. you widened your eyes, surprised by taehun’s suggestion. “i won’t do anything, i promise. it’s just so you feel more comfortable.”

you giggled, shaking your head. he didn’t even have to tell you he wouldn’t do anything, you trusted taehun with all of your heart. you got up, allowing taehun to spread his legs where you were sitting before placing yourself on top of him. taehun wasted no time before kissing your lips again, enjoying the feeling of your taste against his tongue. your hands found the way to the nape of his neck, while one of his hands caressed your thigh and the other squeezed your waist.

your panties were getting stickier by the second and you knew taehun was just as amused as you because you could literally feel his growing boner against your clothed core. he kissed you for a while longer before pulling away and laying his head on your shoulder. his lips pecked your clavicle and he sighed.

“we should stop.”

“i thought it would take longer for you to regret kissing me, hun” you said in a playful tone (but a little disappointed, since you didn’t want him to stop). he laughed against your skin.

“i’m definitely not regretting it, honey. i’m asking you to stop before i can’t control myself anymore.”

right there and then you felt the knot in your stomach tighter. the thought of taehun being just as needy for you as you were for him at the moment made you clench around nothing.

“what if i don’t want you to control yourself?”

taehun laughed, looking into your eyes. his gaze was just as sweet as his smile.

“then you’re gonna go out with me first. on a real date.”

“set the date, i’ll be there.”

taehun has taken you out five times so far but still hasn’t had sex with you. honestly, you didn’t even think of it during the dates, because you actually had a good time. but every time you entered his car and started to make out, you could only think of jumping into the backseat and letting him fuck you dumb.

your mom didn’t ask a thing when you told her you were heading to taehun’s because you were gonna watch a movie. you’ve been best friends since you turned sixteen, and your whole family got used to you being glued on the sweet guy. his parents also didn’t care before leaving the two of you alone in the living room.

“do you want anything from the mall?” his mom asked, smiling. you denied it and thanked her, asking if she didn’t want to stay and watch avatar with you two. you almost thank god when she denied it and headed to the door, locking it behind her.

taehun laid on the couch once the movie started, pulling you in to lay with him. your back was pressed against his chest, his arm around your waist. you couldn’t fully focus on the movie, overwhelmed by taehun’s scent so close to you.

“stop moving, baby. do you want me to get hard or what?” he hissed, holding your hip in place. you laughed and turned around to face him. “you’re so pretty” he pouted.

you giggled before leaning in to peck his lips. a while later, you realized your current situation; the sweet peck you gave him became a makeout session, with your body on top of his. his hands would caress your sides every once in a while, squeezing your waist and thighs. and again, the know in your stomach appeared. after your date with taehun, you realized he wasn’t really putting an effort to make you horny just by kissing. it was just him. it was the way he kissed you with nothing in particular

accidentally, your brain turned off and only your instincts stayed on, so you ended up grinding against taehun’s clothed crotch. his cock was growing harder by the minute underneath you and he let a groan out of his throat when you did so. for the first time when he opened his eyes, you saw nothing but lust inside of his pupils.

“hun...” you whined.

taehun didn’t answer, he just jolted his hips, making you rock on top of his cock again. you whimpered, feeling the fabric of your clothes rubbing your clit.

“i should’ve bought condoms” he whined, closing his eyes in disbelief. you couldn’t help but laugh, shaking your head. 

“we don’t have to do anything” you said, leaning in to kiss his jaw.

“easy for you to say that after grinding on me” he chuckled, squeezing your waist.

“it’s your fault!” you said, getting away from his face and playfully slapping his chest. “if you weren’t such a good kisser, i wouldn’t be horny every time you kiss me.”

taehun arched his eyebrows, looking at you funny. you realized the words you just let out of your mouth, hiding your head in the crook of his neck again.

“are you that desperate?” he asked, mocking you. you groaned, slapping his chest again. he let a loud laugh out before grabbing your hand from his chest and kissing your digits. even the slightest touch of his lips in your hands made you clench around nothing. you lifted your head and your breath got caught in your throat as his pretty lips closed around your fingers, making them wet with his saliva. you moaned at the sight of him staring at you like that. “isn’t it just my kisses on your lips, then?”

you didn’t respond, not finding any family-friendly word inside of your fucked up brain. taehun laughed at your lack of response, brushing your hair behind your ear.

“where else should i kiss?” he asked in a whisper.

you wanted to scream “my whole body!”, but you didn’t have to. taehun’s hands pulled you by the waist, so you could lean further on top of him. his lips got attached to your neck, giving openmouthed kisses on your soft skin. he found your sweet spot faster than you expected, making you gasp when he sucked on it. you knew he would leave a mark, but who cares?

taehun could feel his cock leaking precum just by the sound of your whimpers and gasps, his hands were holding your ass so tight he got worried he was hurting you.

“taehun...” you moaned. you didn’t have to elaborate a whole ask, he knew what you wanted.

his hands got underneath your shirt, slowly pulling it up. letting go of your (now) bruised neck, he looked into your eyes.

“i need you to give me consent, baby” he said, softly.

“i’ll give you anything you want, just please touch me” you whined. he smiled big before pulling your shirt through your arms and head, happy to see your lacy bra right in front of his face.

not wasting time, he attached his lips to your collarbone, sucking softly at your skin. you caressed his hair, closing your eyes at the feeling. he opened your bra while still kissing your chest, happy to see how you reacted to his touches.

you let taehun slide your bra down your arms, watching him drop the piece of clothing down on the floor. it takes around two seconds before taehun let go of your chest to admire your naked upper body. he smiled at you, mesmerized by how pretty you are.

“why do you gotta be so beautiful?” he asked, his soft hands caressing your boobs. he didn’t have to pull you in, you leaned forward so he could wrap his lips around your tits, making him laugh.

taehun gladly wrapped his lips around your hard nipple, sucking on it. you moaned, encouraging him to continue. seriously, is there anything these pretty lips couldn’t do right? he sucked on your sensitive bud until it softened in his mouth, your panties only getting wetter.

“do you want me to stop here?” he asked, caressing your other nipple.

“no, please” you whined, breathing heavily.

“i’m not gonna fuck you tonight, baby” he warned, his hand caressing your waist. “are you ok with that?”

you weren’t, actually. you were soaking wet, completely desperate to sink down his shaft. however, you just wouldn’t be able to sleep at night if taehun stopped there, you needed to cum.

“it’s ok, hun. please, it hurts already” you whined. taehun smiled, genuinely surprised by his effect on you.

careful not to throw you on the ground by accident, taehun turned you around on the couch, laying you softly on the pillows. he looked at you hesitant again before pulling your shorts down, waiting for your aval. you nodded, desperate. he giggled before pulling both your shorts and your panties down, exposing your body for him. only for him.

“you’re soaking wet for me, baby” he hummed, his fingertips collecting your arousal. you moaned in anticipation.

“hun, please...” you whined.

taehun lowered his head, kissing your inner thigh. you breathed heavily by his sweet and wet kisses so close but still far away from your aching cunt. he seemed to be enjoying this moment, maybe even more than you.

you lowered your hand enough to caress his black strings, silently asking him for some sort of relief. nodding, taehun placed a little kiss (literally a peck) on your clit, just to see your reaction. you whined, wanting to really feel him.

“please, please” you begged, dripping arousal on his couch. he smiled again before wrapping his lips around your clit, sucking it slowly. you threw your head back, biting your bottom lip so you wouldn’t let a loud moan out.

licking a stripe from your dripping hole to your clit, taehun watched your body twitch underneath him. he couldn’t help but grind himself against the couch, hard as a rock. as taehun started to make out with your throbbing pussy, you lost control of your own mouth, whimpering nonstop.

taehun seemed very serious about his kissing skills, it didn’t matter which lips we were talking about. every whimper you let out, more eager to taste your sweet cum. lowering one of his hands to stroke his own cock through his pants, taehun kept eating you out as if his life depended on this.

“please, i’m so close” you moaned, gripping onto his hair. taehun let go of his cock to slip two of his digits inside of you, curling them against your g-spot.

you gasped as taehun stimulated your cunt, making your orgasm wash over you quickly, releasing the know inside of you. taehun kept stimulating you through your high, groaning. you didn’t understand at first why he’d groan making you cum, until you feel it. you felt your juices dripping down your ass and immediately covered your face with a pillow.

“you...” taehun started with a groan.

“i’m sorry” you said, muffled by the pillow. taehun took the pillow off your face, laughing.

“why are you sorry? this was the hottest thing i’ve ever seen” he said, lowering himself between your body to kiss you. you could taste your own taste in his tongue and feel his hard cock against your sensitive cunt.

“want me to take care of you?” you asked when his lips got away from yours.

“i want you to wait for me a bit, hm?” he said, getting up. you looked at him, confused. “i’m heading to the drugstore real quick, be right back.”

“i thought you weren’t gonna fuck me tonight?”

“just shut up and wait for me” he joked.

you would always wait for his pretty lips to come back.

[4wkjun]

rude | lhs

pairing: lee heeseung × afab!reader

summary: heeseung has never loved anyone as much as he loves y/n. y/n’s father has never hated someone as much as he hates heeseung. but it doesn’t matter, heeseung’s gonna marry y/n anyway.

contains: heeseung riding a motorcycle (🥵), smoking, cursing, toxic father, sugestive.

obvious note: inspired by magic!'s rude (don’t kill the magic, 2014).

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“marry me” heeseung said, looking at you. you were laying on top of him, his own body occupying at least 80% of his mattress. you laughed, covering his mouth with your hand.

“stop saying that!”

“i’ll stop when you say yes” he said in a muffled tone behind your palm. his long fingers wrapped around your wrist and he kissed your palm before removing your hand from his lips. his other hand held your lowerback as he turned the both of you on the mattress, laying your head in his arm. “you know i can make you happy.”

“you already make me happy, lee heeseung.” heeseung sighed, frustrated at your answer. you chuckled and lifted your head a little to peck his lips. “it’s getting late. c’mon, i gotta go home.”

“why can’t you sleep over?” heeseung asked and tightened his grip around your body, not letting you get up.

“you know why...”

“your dad is not a good reason. gimme a good reason.”

“well, when he is the one who pays for my bills, he is a good reason.”

heeseung pouted.

“i can pay your bills” he said, smiling. you laughed, shaking your head. “if i give you my credit card, will you stay?”

“oh, please. i already love you for free” you said. he smiled big. “hee, i want to stay” you said and your thumb circled his bottom lip when his smile faded. “but you know i can’t, my dad’s gonna kill you.”

“worth the price” he sighed.

you smiled, getting rid of his grip. heeseung groaned when he saw you reaching for your purse sitting on his chair, knowing you’d walk home by yourself if he didn’t drive you. he got up behind you, upset because he couldn’t even spend the night with his girl.

heeseung parked his motorcycle in front of your gate, waiting until your feet reached the floor before getting out himself. you smiled when he took his helmet, fixing his smooth hair – or at least trying to, because the wind wouldn’t stop blowing. he looked so good like that, still holding onto his helmet, his leather jacket zipped up to his chin, trying to protect him from the cold wind announcing the autumn was coming to an end. the sunset was so pretty, reflecting golden streaks of light into his beautiful skin.

“are you cold?” he asked, his gaze fixed on your face. his hands fixed your sweater, pulling the collar up to protect more of your skin. “i know you hate the wind when riding, i tried to come as slowly as possible...”

he pouted, now focused on fixing your wild hair post-helmet. you smiled, holding his waist. your hands felt cold inside of the gloves and your face hurt as if all of your blood disappeared, but your heart always felt warm next to heeseung.

“i love you” you said, your eyes fixed on his. he lowered his gaze to meet yours, smiling.

“and i love you, silly.”

in your tiptoes, you reached his neck and pulled him closer to kiss his lips. he kissed you back, his hands holding you in place for a little longer than needed. you chuckled when he let you get away from his touch.

“go, get inside and take a warm bath. i’ll wait you get inside” he said.

as always, you waved to him while closing the gate, his smile never fading until you closed it entirely.

heeseung sighed, leaning against his motorcycle and taking the cigarettes pack out of his pocket. with the cigarette between his freezing lips, he searched for the lighter inside of his pockets. it took him a while to find it and when he lifted it up to his face, he saw your dad’s car pulling over.

“fuck” he groaned, finally lightning his cigarette. the smoke filled his insides, warming up. heeseung watched closely as his lovely father-in-law got out of the car, closing it behind him. he let the smoke out of his mouth, making a cloud. “what’s up?” he grinned.

your father sighed, clearly annoyed.

“what are you doing here?” he asked, cutting to the chase.

“just passing by” heeseung shrugged. he couldn’t tell your father he just dropped your by, he didn’t know you spent almost everyday with heeseung in his house.

“if you’re planning on taking y/n out, drop it. she’s not going anywhere with you, specially at this time.”

heeseung checked his clock between his puffs. 18:02. he laughed.

“don’t worry, old man. before you notice, we’ll be a married couple” heeseung started, taking his time with his last puff. he let the smoke out slowly, directing it towards your father’s face. your father tried to fan the smoke away with his hand, his eyebrows frowned. “i’ll let you visit us, though. even past six.”

heeseung smimed at him, throwing the rest of the cigarette on the sidewalk. as your father filled his lungs to start speaking, heeseung grabbed his helmet, ready to leave.

“she’s not gonna marry someone like you. i’ll never get you my blessing.”

“we don’t need your blessing, we need a priest” he responded, getting on top of his motorcycle again. he laughed at your father’s facial expression before actually leaving.

it was half past three in the morning when heeseung finished his shift at the bar, tired as hell. he drove straight home and doze off without even a shower, completely worn-out. he woke up around noon, his phone blowing up with random texts you sent, just like every morning. he smiled at his phone, finding amusing a specific text you sent: “did you see my father yesterday?” he opted for speaking about this when you got out of class. heeseung took a long shower and cooked a quick meal for the both of you before taking off to pick you up.

you felt like you could almost drool at the sight of heeseung riding that motorcycle, with his usual leather jacket and skinny jeans. unfortunately, the other girls waiting for their rides also could drool at the sight of him. you almost lost your shit when one of them said “i wish he was picking me up like this.”

heeseung knew the thirsty girls around you made you go nuts, so everytime he parked to wait for you, he would take his helmet off so he could peck your lips, allowing you to show them he’s yours.

the drive back to his place was chill, he would rub your hands around his waist at every red light, trying to keep you warmer. you waited until he properly parked the motorcycle in his driveway before throwing yourself in his arms, kissing his lips.

“i missed you” you muffled before kissing him again. heeseung chuckled, kissing you back. he caressed your hair when you let go of him, smiling.

“i missed you too.”

he held your hand as you walked into his apartment complex, taking a good look at your ass while you walked in front of him in the stairs.

“so” you started, taking your shoes off and placing your helmet inside of the tiny closet in the hall. “did you meet my dad yesterday?”

“it’s more of he met me” heeseung answered, laughing behind you. he followed your steps, putting his helmet away along with his shoes. “i was outside and he arrived, that’s all.”

you hummed.

“why?” heeseung asked, reaching for his pack of cigarettes on top of the table. “did he say something?” he mumbled, holding that damn cigarette between his lips.

you sighed, walking towards his mini kitchen – pretty much delimited by his counter. you reached for the top shelf while scolding heeseung:

“what do i have to do for you to stop smoking?”

heeseung laughed, letting go a cloud of smoke towards the opened window he was standing next to.

“say you’ll marry me and i quit right now.” you sighed again, placing the plates you just grabbed on the counter. “won’t you answer my question?”

“to marry you?”

“hmm, i was talking about what your dad said about me, but... y’know” he said, puffing the cigarette again. the nicotine rush made him feel completely calm and relaxed, but he meant it. if to you said yes, he’d quit immediately.

you turned around with a plate in your hand, opening the budaejjigae pan. as you filled your plate, you said:

“he said something among the lines of my boyfriend being disrespectful towards him and i should leave him, just the usual” you shrugged. heeseung laughed, shaking his head as he exhaled the smoke again. “did you say something i should worry about this time?”

“no” heeseung said before inhaling and exhaling again. “just told him he won’t have to worry about controlling the time you go out with me in a while...”

“let me guess” you said, putting one of the plates on the counter and grabbing the other one to fill with food. “because we’re gonna get married?”

“yeah” heeseung smiled. after two seconds, his smile faded. “i mean... you’re always rejecting my “proposals” and i assumed you were joking because we’re young and... i don’t know, do you actually want to marry me someday?”

you turned around, only to face heeseung with a worried expression on his face, still sucking onto that damn cigarette.

“of course i do, heeseung” you said, serious. “i just can’t run away and marry you right now, but i dream about the day i’ll be able to say yes.”

“oh” he said after exhaling the smoke for the nth time. “i thought you were like bella in eclipse.”

you let out a loud laugh, walking towards him. ignoring the smoke on his tongue, you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. he smiled during the kiss, throwing his cigarette down the window to properly wrap his arms around you. he loved you so much.

you were only officially “allowed” to see heeseung during weekends. he would call an uber to your place and pretend as if he didn’t give your personal helmet as soon as he bought his motorcycle so you could ride with him. he would get inside, greet your lovely mom, your annoying younger brother, pretend he could deal with your father and leave as soon as possible, desperate to kiss your lips. however, when you and heeseung were walking towards the door, your father stopped you.

“we need to talk.”

“right now?” you whined. “we have thirty minutes to be inside of the movie theater, dad.”

“the movie can wait, y/n. i pay for your credit card, i can afford to lose the money of a ticket.”

heeseung fought the urge to flip your dad off and tell you to get your stuff upstairs so you could move in with him.

“sit down” your father pointed to the couch in front of him. you and heeseung took a seat, heeseung already running out of patience. “you know, y/n... i ran across heeseung smoking in front of our house a couple of days ago. he said something about marrying you. did you accept marrying this man without my approval?”

“i didn’t. not yet.”

“not yet? do you want me to ground you?”

heeseung took a deep breath and bit his cheek. he needed to smoke immediately or at least punch your dad in the face, otherwise we would lose his shit.

“ground me?” you laughed. “i’m 21. you can’t ground me.”

“i can stop paying for all of your crap and let you starve while you do that shitty university course – which i pay for the tuition.”

“she doesn’t need your money, mr. choi.”

you tried your best not to slap heeseung and say: i do, actually.

“oh, yeah? and who’s gonna provide for her? you? a barman?”

your blood boiled inside of your veins. “stop talking about him like this, dad. you’re no better than him.” your dad scoffed.

“that’s ok, love. he wouldn’t understand what it means to really love someone” heeseung said, caressing your head as he always did.

“no, this is not ok. i’m in love with heeseung, dad. i’ll go anywhere he goes.”

heeseung smiled at your sudden confession. your mother and brother watched the whole show from the kitchen, afraid to step in.

“oh, yeah? then grab your things and go.”

“fine” you said, getting up and pulling heeseung’s hand. he followed you towards the stairs, proud but worried. you slammed the door behind your back and locking it. heeseung stood there, confused. “help me get that bag on the top shelf” you said, sliding the door of your closet.

“babe, wait...” heeseung started. he grabbed your hands, stopping you from walking around the room. “take a deep breath. are you sure you wanna do this?”

“why? aren’t you the one who asked me to marry you literally everyday?” you asked, confused. heeseung pulled you close, hugging your tiny torso.

“yeah, of course. i dream about marrying you everyday, baby. but... your father provides you a lifestyle i won’t be able to continue. i am a barman at the end of the day, love. i’m afraid i won’t be enough.” your eyes filled with tears as you hugged him back.

“you are enough, hee. i don’t need a fancy house or diamond earrings as birthday gifts. i need you. only you.” heeseung smiled against your hair, kissing the top of your head right after.

“ok, then... let’s make your bags and leave, hm?” he said, slowly getting away from your figure. as you turned around, heeseung searched through his pockets inside of his signature leather jacket. you heard the sound of the leather rubbing against itself, turning around.

“you’re not gonna smoke right now, are you? we’re gonna asphyxiate here.” heeseung laughed, kneeling down.

“i’m not looking for my lighter, babe” he said, pulling a tiny box inside of his inner pocket. “i’ve been keeping this around for a while now, waiting for the right moment... honestly, this seems like a point of no return of our lives, so... y/n, will you marry me?”

the next three weeks were though, but you loved them. heeseung lived in a tiny apartment – really tiny with only one bedroom, a single bed, a bathroom of the size of your actuall mattress and a kitchen you could barely cook in – but now that it was also your apartment, everything felt different. you enjoyed the nights you spent smashed against heeseung’s chest, and enjoyed even more the nights he smashed you against that mattress with no intention of sleeping at all. you loved coming home, taking a shower and dressing your clothes that were tidy inside of heeseung’s wardrobe. you loved cooking and cleaning the tiny house while heeseung worked at the bar of the club, saving all of his tips for you. you loved that he actuall quit smoking right after you said yes.

right after you shoved all of your bags inside of his small living room, heeseung drove you to the official registry so you could pick a date to get married. heeseung paid for the fee right on the spot, surprising the employee behind that desk. the two of you called your closest friends to attend the wedding at witnesses and now you were ready to take this step.

“maybe i should be at jay’s right now” heeseung said, zipping your white dress for you. “the groom isn’t supposed to see the bride before the wedding!”

you laughed, putting your earrings on in front of the mirror. “we don’t need any of this superstition, baby. we’re gonna be happy no matter what, remember? you’ve been telling me that all of the time since we started dating.”

“yep, saying the same thing for about four years paid it’s price” you laughed, turning around to kiss his lips.

three hours later, the both of you signed all of the papers you needed and exchanged your rings. with a lovely kiss and weird applause from your best friends, you and heeseung were officially married.

“i told you i was gonna marry you anyway” he whispered against your lips. you smiled, kissing him again.

he did say it, a million times. and you realized as time went by that he was actually right. you moved out of that tiny house, he got a more stable job, you graduated and started working in your field. sometimes the money was indeed a problem, but by the end, everything was worth it.

heeseung is worth it.

[4wkjun]

12th floor, 1207. | syj

pairing: sohn youngjae × afab!reader

genre: smut with a tiny bit plot, just to have context? minors dni!!

warings: sex inside of an elevator, nipple sucking, fingering (f!receiving), pet names, protected sex!

random note: please tell me what you think! tell me where i can improve :(

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“thank you!” you smiled as the blonde guy held the elevator doors for you. it was almost six p.m., your feet killing you inside of those awful heels, you couldn’t wait to get home and rest.

you leaned against the elevator wall, closing your eyes as the elevator got up. the elevator stopped abruptly, shaking as if it was about to fall down. you opened your eyes, nervous, only to see the emergency light on.

“what the fuck?” you sighed.

“it must have been a power outage” the guy next to you said, weirdly calm. you looked at him terrified, suddenly nervous to be stuck in the elevator with a neighbor you have never seen before. “it happens quite often around this building, are you new here?”

“what...?”

“you seem a little scared, that’s why i’m asking” the boy explained himself, sitting on the floor.

“and you’re not?!”

the guy chuckled, shaking his head. “i grew up here, it doesn’t amuse me anymore. i’m eric, by the way. i live on the 12th floor.”

“y/n.” you said, still nervous. “8th floor.”

eric nodded, grabbing his phone from his pocket. as expected, there was no service at all as the big numbers showed the time: 18:02. you expected to be out of that damn metal box in five minutes, max.

“your boyfriend’s not gonna like when he finds out his girl is stuck in an elevator with another guy” eric said, your eyes staring at your phone. 19:57. you had no other option but sit down and talk to the guy next to you, which you found out wasn’t that bad. he seemed to have a good sense of humor, making you laugh occasionally.

“i don’t have a boyfriend.”

“girlfriend?”

“nope. it’s just me and my cats.”

eric hummed, looking at you through the weak emergency light. the two of you sat down on the floor, next to each other – because you wore a skirt to work that morning, so you decided it was better to sit next to a stranger than across, letting him see your underwear.

“what?” you asked, looking back at him. eric shook his head, smiling.

“how come no one got you yet?”

you couldn’t help but laugh, shaking your head. you playfully slapped his knee and he raised his eyebrows, looking funny at you.

“is that how you flirt?”

“nah, i wouldn’t flirt with you. i’m assuming you work in a office, doing fancy stuff. i’m a bartender, you wouldn’t fall for my crap.”

you shook your head, your eyebrows furrowed. “i’m not that shallow, y’know?” you responded, a little offended.

“oh, yeah? so if you headed to a bar after work, would you let me get you a free drink and walk you home?”

“sure, why not? it can be dangerous to walk drunk alone” you shrugged. eric laughed.

“would you let me kiss you in front of your door?”

“well, not in front of my door, 'cause you would have to pass my doorman...” you laughed. eric rolled his eyes, holding a smile back. “but i guess i would let you kiss me” you said, stopping laughing. your voice faded almost as a whisper, eric’s eyes strong on yours.

“do i have to buy you a drink first?” he asked, slowly leaning in.

maybe because you were tired, maybe because he made you laugh enough to find him charming, or simply because he is charming, you shook your head, whispering a weak “no” before pressing your lips against eric’s.

as his tongue circled your bottom lip, you held back a whimper. it’s been so long since you got on a date, you couldn’t remember when you had any kind of intimacy with another person. his tongue felt smooth against yours, his hands gripping onto your hips and you barely realized he placed them there. your hands found the nape of his neck, your fingers feeling his soft short hair.

realizing you felt uncomfortable in that weird position, eric pulled you in, trying to get you to sit on his lap. you broke apart of his lips, your cheeks bright red even under the dim lights.

“i can’t straddle you, i’m wearing a skirt” you said out of breath, his lips reaching your chin. he hummed, his nose caressing your jawline.

“i’m not gonna look, i promise” he said, his lips kissing the soft skin of your neck. you chuckled, unconsciously leaning your head back for him to have better access to your soft spots. “or we could both undress, if it makes you more comfortable.”

your laugh got stuck inside of your throat as eric sucked the sweet spot right under your jaw, your hands gripping onto his hair.

“fuck it” you moaned, throwing your leg on top of his lap, trying not to let your weight on him. eric chuckled, his hands lowering your body on his.

“that’s my intention” he groaned, his lips softly caressing your skin. you tried to lift yourself again and he laughed, lowering your body again. “you can sit on me, i won’t break.”

“it’s just... i just met you” you said, realization hitting you.

“let me show you what i do best, then” he said, his lips back on yours before you could answer. his hands lowered to your thighs, slowly lifting your social skirt. you found yourself actually sitting on his lap, his cock growing harder underneath you.

“wait, what about the security cameras?”

“it’s a power outage, princess. no one will be able to see you, just me” he whispered, his fingertips reaching your clothed pussy.

you laughed. “you promised you wouldn’t look” you reminded him, playfully. eric laughed, shaking his head.

“and gave you a better suggestion right after, remember?” he said, his left hand tucking your hair behind your ear. “we should both undress, hm?” as his right fingers circled your clit softly, you whimpered, feeling your arousal starting to pool.

while circling your clit slowly, his free hand started to unbutton your blouse. his lips met your collarbone with a hum, your skin burning against his lips.

“you’re not undressing, eric” you said, your eyes trying to stay open as his fingertips found the hem of your underwear, ready to pull them. his lips let go of your skin and he grinned, his left hand caressing your waist beneath the fabric of your blouse.

“would you like me to undress, y/n?” he asked, his tone sending chills to your spine. you nodded, feeling your cheeks hotter.

“it’s not fair.”

“what’s not fair?” eric asked, his right hand still hanging between your pussy and your underwear, waiting for your greenlight to pull them to the side.

“you’re only taking my clothes off.”

your hands found the hem of his t-shirt timidly, waiting for him to say or do something. eric smiled, gently squeezing the flesh of your waist. he leaned in, going straight to your right ear.

“then you better hurry up and take mine as well, before the power goes back and the neighbors catch us like this, hm?” he whispered, his knuckles brushing against your clit again. you whined both at the feeling and the thought of being caught, your hands held his shirt tight, pulling it before you could think straight.

eric let go of you to help you pull his shirt off, your jaw almost dropping by the sight of his toned abdomen right in front of you. you thought that kind of body only existed in television and photoshoped magazines, not in a couple of floors above yours. he laughed at your expression, caressing your cheek.

“you like what you see?”

you blushed, nodding. he grinned, his other hand caressing your thigh again. you couldn’t help yourself, grinding against his clothed crotch as his hand squeezed your thigh. eric groaned and you felt a knot down your stomach, completely turned on by now.

“you can see this everytime you want, babe. 12th floor, remember?” he said, trying to keep the mood as light as possible.

you nodded, leaning in to kiss his soft lips again. as you pressed your clothed pussy against his boner again, he moaned into the kiss, his hands dropping your blouse through your shoulders, quickly looking for your bra. he unclasped the piece of clothing with two fingers and you whined as he pulled your bra completely out of your body, embarrassed to be exposed like that. eric broke the kiss, taking his time to admire your bare chest, amazed by how beautiful you are. you tried to cover yourself with your arms and eric quickly grabbed your hands, looking at your eyes.

“there’s no need for you to be shy, y/n. you’re so pretty” he said, his hands leading yours to his torso. he made sure your hands got busy with his own body as his lips lowered to your upper chest. “you’re so hot” he mumbled between open mouthed kisses on your boob, so close to your hard nipple you could feel his breath. “it’s such a shame i’m the only one who gets to see how hot you look right now...”

“eric...” you moaned, anticipating for the moment he would finally lower his mouth to your nipple.

“tell me what you want and i’ll give it to you” he mumbled, making out with your soft flesh. you knew you would have bruises all over your chest in a couple of hours, but your brain was completely shut down at that point.

“i...” you tried. you actually tried to tell him to suck on your tits and touch your cunt as a desperate whore, but the words couldn’t find their way out of your throat. “i can’t” you whined.

eric chuckled, his hands going behind your skirt again. “you’re shy, hm? that’s ok, i’m in a good mood today. how do you feel...” he said, both his hands grabbing your ass. you moaned, closing your eyes shut. “... about telling me yes or no? i’ll ask if you want me to do something and you’ll tell me, hm?”

you nodded, your hands holding onto his torso.

“words, princess. i’m gonna need words.”

“yes, eric. yes” you whine. he smiled, even though you couldn’t see.

“do you want me to rub you, pretty girl?”

feeling the heat rushing to your cheeks and ears, you bit your lip before saying a shaky “yes”. eric hummed, his dominant hand entering your underwear with ease. his fingertips reached your slit, collecting your arousal before circling your clit for real this time. you moaned, your hands reaching for his shoulders as you leaned in, looking for support.

“you’re so wet, y/n” he cooed. “is it because of me? a stranger you met over an hour ago?”

“y-yes. god, yes” you whined as he kept his pace and pressure. he got you clenching around nothing just by rubbing your clit. jesus, you were quite deprived and didn’t even realized.

“do you want me to suck your tits, babe? make you feel real good before fucking you dumb?”

you whined, pressing your hips down, trying to get more friction of his fingers. “please...”

eric smiled big before attaching his lips to your hardened nipple. you moaned, squeezing his shoulders at the contact. his tongue circled your nipple so softly and slowly, almost as if he was devouring your body. his fingers stopped for a moment, only to slid through your slit again and enter your pussy slowly, his digits stretching your gummy walls. you bit your lip trying to avoid loud moanings, not knowing where the elevator stopped.

his cock was throbbing inside of his sticky underwear and you knew it. a little clumsy, you reached for his belt, loosening it the way you could, your body too overwhelmed to do things straight. eric let go of your nipple with a loud pop, smiling at you.

“you have no idea of how bad i want you to jerk me off, baby” he started, his fingers painfully slow in and out of you. “but i’m afraid we’re gonna have to pass it for now, 'cause i need to fuck you before the lights come back, hm?”

“but you... you’re doing it to me” you managed to say, almost strangled. he chuckled, pumping in and out of you faster. you gasped, your hands supporting yourself on his torso.

“and i could do this all day. but i can’t go home only feeling your dripping cunt on my fingers, can i?” he said softly, as if he wasn’t about to make you cum on his fingers. your fingernails digged into his skin and you held your breath, letting him know you were about to cum, so he kept the pace, his palm casually brushing through your clit.

you leaned your head against his shoulder as you came, literally drooling on his skin. you didn’t have time to feel embarrassed as he removed his fingers out of you as soon as you came down, licking them as if he was starving and you were the best meal he’s ever had. still shaking a little, you unzipped his pants and managed to pull his underwear down, the most uncoordinated way possible. eric chuckled and you felt your mouth watering at the sight of his throbbing tip hitting his stomach, so red and shiny leaking his precum.

“you think you can ride me?” eric asked, pumping himself slowly between your bodies. he had a decent size, probably big enough to hit your cervix, thicker than you expected.

as you looked at him with hazed eyes, his free hand found his walled inside of his back pocket. he stopped jerking off for a bit, looking for a condom between the tip bills he had in there. after finding and opening the package with his teeth, you couldn’t stop looking as his movements, wondering if he could fuck you raw.

“i think i can try” you said, lifting yourself up and pulling your panties to the side. as eric adjusted himself beneath you, you slowly sank down, feeling his tip stretching you. you bit your lips, holding a loud moaning and eric hissed. his hands grabbed your ass with eager and his head rested against the cold metal wall.

you lowered your body slowly, trying to adjust to the delicious feeling of his cock inside of you. as you got him completely inside of you, you whined and eric slapped your ass. your body jolted at the feeling, eric groaning at the movement. seeying his neck exposed, your lips shyly kissed his adam’s apple, slowly moving on top of him.

“aren’t you sweet?” eric groaned, slapping your ass again. “gosh, you’re so tight. talk to me otherwise i’ll cum in a minute” he moaned, his hand caressing the flesh he freshly slapped.

“i can’t think of anything” you whine, your ass smacking against his skin. his tip brushed against your g-spot so easily, your mind going completely blank. you gave the spot between his shoulder and his neck a specially harsh kiss, sucking on the skin right after. he moaned, the sound making you clench around him.

“you like it when i moan, princess?” he asked, his voice sending chills down your spine. you hummed against his skin, clenching again.

“men... they never moan” you said, closing your eyes again. you put your forearms on his shoulders, trying to get support as your thighs began to feel sore. eric chuckled, suddenly trusting his hips foward to meet yours. you moaned unexpectedly, throwing your head back.

“i’m not like the men you fucked before, hun” eric whimpered, his voice shaky. “i’m not intending to hide how good you feel around me.”

you whined, slowing down your pace. you were about to get cramps on your thighs, but you could feel your second orgasm so close...

“your thighs hurtin’?” eric asked, his hand squeezing your ass again.

“yes” you whined, sinking down again.

eric hissed before sliding himself down on the floor, laying the best way he could inside of that tiny metal cube. pulling your torso towards him, eric started to thrust in and out of you, fucking you deliciously.

you pressed your forehead against eric’s shoulder while whining, the pleasure becoming unbearable. eric kept his pace, his tip hitting your cervix non-stop.

“i’m gonna cum if you don’t stop clenching around me” eric moaned and you only whined in response, your hands squeezing the sides of his torso.

your name never seem to leave his lips as his thrusts became erratic and he came first inside of the condom. he kept his hard thrusts while riding his high and you took that moment to put your hand between your bodies and rub your clit, your orgasm washing over you in a matter of seconds.

you plopped your whole body down, your legs weak like jelly. eric chuckled, his hands caressing the sides of your body. he gave you a minute before pulling his dick out of you, enjoying your last whine.

“you look so beautiful like this” he said as you started lifting your body away from his. you seemed confused and he smiled. “all fucked up.”

you laughed and slapped his chest playfully before completely leave his lap. eric watched with hazed eyes as you fixed your underwear and lowered your skirt back to it’s place. when you were about to grab your bra, eric got it first, hiding behind his body.

“what’s this now?” you asked, chuckling. eric smiled, pulling his underwear and pants back up while still looking at you.

“your tits are too pretty to be covered by a bra” he shrugged, sitting on the floor again. you shook your head, suddenly feeling exposed again under the dim lights. “i’mma keep them for now, huh?”

you didn’t know what to respond as eric helped you dressing your blouse again, his fingertips brushing against your hot skin while he buttoned the piece for you. when he was done, you knew he could see your nipples piercing through the thin fabric – exactly like he pictured.

“so pretty” he mumbled before leaning in to kiss you again. and you let him kiss your lips for the nth time, completely unaware of the time or how long it would take for the power to come back.

(un)fortunately, the lights got back on two minutes after eric got you dressed again. you got on your feet awkwardly, leaning down to grab your terrible heels again. eric hummed at the view of your ass towards him, you skin still red under the fabric. eric got up as well, putting his shirt back on. he sneaked your bra inside of his pants while keeping eye contact with you.

the elevator’s ding indicated the 7th floor.

“be my guest to come around and get it back anytime you want, sweetheart” he smiled. you suddenly felt like hovering his body with yours again, but you couldn’t. “12th floor, 1207. i’ll wait for you.”

the doors opened and you walked out against your will, eric’s smile vivid inside of your mind. as the elevator’s door closed behind you, leaving you alone in the hallway, you took a deep breath before turning around.

you waited around twenty seconds before hitting the elevator button again.

[4wkjun]

forever, kiss (1989) | sjy drabble

pairing: sim jaeyun x gender neutral!reader genre: fluff, lots of love warnings: literally none. this is so short lmao! but anyways, i literally grew up listening to this song and i love how cheesy it is. enha soft hours are definitely open!

— what is the first thing that comes to your mind when you think of me? – you asked jake, completely out of the blue.

the two of you went out for a picnic in order to celebrate your third year of relationship. while sitting on the soft grass, you looked at him and suddenly he looked so... precious. from time to time, your brain seemed to freeze and jake was the only thing you could see. with the sunlight kissing his face, he looked almost like an angel – which made you wonder: did you make his heart race as well?

— honestly? i see my future when i look in your eyes. – he responded naturally. you couldn't hold back your smile, your eyes shining.

— are you serious?

jake nodded, shoving a piece of cake inside of his mouth. while chewing, his hand reached yours and he placed it right above his heart. you could feel his heart rushing through his skin and clothes and smiled.

— my heart is about to burst everytime i see you! – he laughs. — i’ve been saving those words for our wedding vows, but ok, i’mma give them to you right now... – jake said dramatically, adjusting himself on his spot to look at you properly.

you laughed, your fingers intertwined with his.

— before i met you, i lived my life believing all love is blind. but it is so not blind! after three years, i can see your flaws. and i see mine as well, which sucks but it’s also great, cause it allows me to be better. and i want to be a better person for you, you know? it took your love to make my heart come alive, i guess. – he chuckled. — jesus, why am i nervous saying that shit?!

slapping his arm with your free hand, you laughed. jake has always been effortless funny and you loved that about him.

— the thing is: i’m outta my head over you. i love your laugh, love it when you hug me after a tiring day, love how you never seem to know what to say but still make me feel better. i love when you play with my hair and love it when you let me lay on your thighs. i love when you ask me what nail polish you should pick this time, even though you never choose what i picked for you. i love when you have a glass of whine and gets all clingy, telling me how much you love me – he chuckled. — i love your dimples, your messy hair in the morning, your habit of swinging your legs when you sit down and your feet can’t reach the floor, your soft skin and how ticklish you get when i kiss your belly. i love so many things about you, i couldn’t possibly list all of them. so, to answer your question: when i look at you, i know it’s forever and there’s no doubt in my mind. i think that until my life is through, i’ll be loving you forever.

as jake finished speaking, you let go of his hand only to hold his neck nape and kiss his soft lips. he smiled during the short but passionate kiss, his hands caressing your waist.

— now, what do you think when you look at me?

— that i am the luckiest woman alive.