amourjae

[amourjae]

veee baby we miss u 😢

i missed you guys too :( but im back now hi ☺️

[amourjae]

anyways haha im back! i see i have few quite literally requests rotting in my inbox ( so sorry babies ) i shall get to them soon ❤️

[amourjae]

amourjae .... haven’t heard that name in a while 🥀

[amourjae]

WORK PRESSURE ( enhypen )

𝐒𝐘𝐍 📑 it’s hard to focus on your job around them

𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐄. fem!rea 想 𝟏𝟕𝟎𝟎+ words ❗ p in v, pussy eating&slapping, kissing, jealousy ( 18+ ) MDNI

LEE HEESEUNG

“you could’ve just asked me if you wanted it so bad,” your boss cocks his head to one side, a mean smirk on his face, “i would never reject you, doll.”

you are currently out of breath, clammed in the restroom with heeseung. his fingers work effortlessly beneath your skirt, bunched up to your waistline and panty pushed aside. you gasp and hold onto heeseung’s shoulders for life, head dipping against his warm chest.

“getting fingered by your boss, is that what you wanted?” heeseung pushes two of his fingers in and out of your pussy, his thumb circling your clit which makes you jolt.

your knees nearly give out as heeseung presses you further into the restroom wall, his breath warm against your ear.he curls them just right, brushing a spot that makes your breath catch in your throat.

your thighs tremble, toes curling in your heels as he begins a steady rhythm—pushing deep, pulling back, dragging his knuckles along your inner walls. each thrust is deliberate, purposeful, coaxing you toward the edge.

“heeseung,” you let out a low moan, grasping onto him as you let your forehead fall on his shoulders, as pulls a series of moans out of you, “i- i’m gonna-”

“sensitive, aren’t you?” he chuckles, his fingers thrusting harder, as he uses his free hand to hold your hip in place. “be a good girl for me and let go,” he says, kissing your neck.

PARK JONGSEONG

“what if someone comes in?” you try to hide the nervousness in your voice as jay pushes you down on his leather chair.

“let them,” he snickers, getting down on his knees to push your skirt up and ripe your panty apart. “gotta show them who you belong to,” he licks his lips.

without wasting a second, jay leans in a licks a mean stripe along your wet folds, sighing when he pulls back, “shit, you’re beautiful,” he whispers before diving in.

his tongue flattens against you — one long, slow, hungry stripe from your dripping entrance all the way up to your clit. he groans low in his throat, the sound vibrating against you, and it’s filthy how your body jerks at the sensation.

he doesn’t kiss sweetly; he devours. his mouth seals over your clit, sucking softly at first, then with growing hunger, pulling desperate little gasps out of you. jay flicks his tongue fast, then slow, teasing you, coaxing you closer and closer to the edge.

“j-jay, please just k-keep going—” you moan hard, clawing against his neck as you pull his hair.

when he pulls back just a little, lips glistening, he pants against your core, whispering, “fucking perfect,” before diving back in, faster, rougher, until you’re grinding helplessly against his mouth, chasing the high he’s so expertly pulling out of you.

SIM JAEYUN

jake pulls you in a nearby restroom as the music booms loud at the corporate party. his clicks it close, winking at you as he gets on his knees. pulling your panties down roughly, letting them pool at your ankles. you barely have time to breathe before his mouth is on you — hot, wet, filthy.

his tongue drags a slow, heavy stripe up your slit, making you jerk against the door. he groans deep in his chest, the vibration shooting through your core. he doesn’t tease. he devours. messy, desperate, tongue fucking into you while his nose presses against your clit.

“shit—jake,” you cry, hips bucking when he sucks your clit into his mouth, obscene and filthy, spit dripping down his chin.

he groans, like he’s the one getting off, one hand digging into your thigh, the other slipping two fingers inside you without warning.

you nearly sob, clenching around him, the stretch perfect, his fingers fucking up into you slow and deep.

“so tight,” he pants against you, curling his fingers until you’re a shaking mess. “you gonna cum already, baby?”

“need your mouth,” ou gasp, “need your fingers—fuck, jake—”

his fingers speed up, thrusting harder, tongue flicking merciless over your clit until your thighs tremble around his head.

“that's it,” he groans, “cum all over my fucking face.”

PARK SUNGHOON

sunghoon’s jaw ticks as he shoves the office door shut, locking it behind him. you barely have time to react before he’s crowding you against his desk, eyes dark with something feral.

“you think i didn’t see the way you smiled at him?” he spits, fury evident in his eyes as he cups your clothed chest.

“sunghoon—” you gasp, but he’s already yanking your panties down, exposing you in seconds.

“fuck,” he growls, gripping your hips and dragging you onto the desk. "you’re mine."

without another word, he slaps your pussy hard enough to make you jolt, the sting sharp and filthy. you moan before you can stop yourself, thighs instinctively trying to close.

he smirks, holding you open with one hand. “so fucking wet already. such a needy little thing.”

his cock is heavy and leaking when he fists it, lining up and slamming into you in one brutal thrust that knocks the air from your lungs.

you cry out, head falling back against the desk as he starts fucking into you mercilessly, each thrust deep and punishing.

he slaps your pussy again, rougher, watching the way you clench around him.

“bet he couldn’t fuck you like this,” he growls, voice wrecked. “couldn’t make you scream like this.”

your nails rake down his back as he pounds into you, the desk creaking under the force of it, your body breaking apart with every brutal snap of his hips.

“say you’re mine,” he demands. “say it.”

“i'm yours,” you sob, and he grins darkly, fucking you harder.

KIM SUNOO

you’re late, rushing to your desk when you feel a hand on your wrist, pulling you into the empty break room. sunoo’s eyes flicker with something darker as the door slams shut behind you.

“couldn’t wait until later?” he teases, his voice low and smooth, but there’s an edge to it.

“sunoo—” you start, but he’s already pushing you against the counter, trapping you with his body. his hands are everywhere, sliding down your waist, pulling your shirt up just enough to expose your stomach.

“you’ve been teasing me all week, haven’t you?” he murmurs, lips brushing your ear. “ignoring all my hints, acting so innocent... you really think i didn’t notice how you looked at me during that meeting?”

before you can respond, his fingers slip into your pants, pushing past the fabric to find you already dripping, sensitive from the way his words are making you burn.

“so fucking wet,” he growls, finger rubbing slowly through your folds. “god, you’re so easy.”

he pulls you closer, grinding his hips against yours as he leans in to kiss you, his tongue demanding entry. you moan, hands grabbing his shirt, desperate to pull him closer.

sunoo smirks into the kiss before pulling back, ripping your pants down in one swift motion. “gonna fuck you right here,” he growls, positioning himself at your entrance.

“you’re mine now,” he says, slamming into you without warning.

YANG JUNGWON

you straddle jungwon’s lap in his office chair, your breath already heavy as you grind against him, feeling his cock press against you through his pants. his hands grip your hips, guiding your movements as you tease him, rolling your hips slowly, savoring the friction.

“you’re gonna drive me insane, aren’t you?” jungwon’s voice is low, almost a growl, as his hands slip under your shirt, cupping your breasts roughly. you moan, his thumbs brushing over your nipples as your body bucks against him, feeling him grow harder beneath you.

“god, jungwon,” you whisper, nails digging into his shoulders as you pick up your pace, riding him with more urgency now. his head falls back against the chair, eyes closed as he groans, his hands gripping your waist tighter.

he watches you, breathless, his gaze fixed on how your body moves against his. “you feel so fucking good, baby,” he breathes, voice strained. “so fucking perfect for me.”

you lean down, capturing his lips in a messy kiss, your hips moving faster as the pressure builds inside you. jungwon’s hands slip to your ass, lifting you just enough for him to thrust up into you, deeper, harder.

you gasp, a shudder running through your body as you reach your peak, your walls tightening around him. jungwon’s grip on you tightens, fucking you through your orgasm until his own follows.

NISHIMURA RIKI

the office is nearly empty, the soft hum of the fluorescent lights the only sound filling the break room. you and riki exchange awkward glances, both of you trying to pretend you’re focused on the work, but neither of you can stop stealing glances at each other.

“you’re so quiet today,” riki says, his voice low, with that teasing edge you’ve come to recognize.

you shrug, pretending to be unaffected, but your heart’s already racing. “just tired.”

he steps a little closer, that playful smile tugging at his lips. “mm, i don’t believe you.” before you can respond, his hand lightly brushes yours. the touch sends a small jolt through your body.

he leans in just slightly, eyes flickering between your lips and your eyes. there’s a beat of silence before he closes the gap, pressing his lips softly against yours.

the kiss starts gentle, slow, but the heat between you both builds quickly. riki deepens the kiss, his hand sliding to the back of your neck, pulling you closer. you let out a small breath of surprise but kiss him back, feeling the warmth of his body close to yours.

you pull away for a second, breathless. “riki…”

his lips curve into a grin, a hint of mischief in his eyes. “can’t help myself,” he murmurs, kissing you again, this time with more urgency, his lips urgent against yours.

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[amourjae]

hi are u open to asks?

yes, of course ! send them in :D

[amourjae]

hai veebee iloveu !! can you write me and hoon fucking nasty ^_^

if you pay me a billion dollars then yes ^_^ i love u more tho

[amourjae]

BIRTHDAY SEX ! ( park jongseong )

SYN ❕ don’t need candles or cake, just your body to make

★ female!reader────── 85O words 🐚 overall smut ( 18+ ) MDNI

the second jay walks in, he knows something’s different.

the apartment is quiet, but not empty. the air smells warm—faint jasmine, a trace of candle wax, and something else. something softer. like the skin of your neck when you’ve just put lotion on.

he drops his bag by the door and looks toward the hallway, eyes narrowing. the lights are low, the usual overheads turned off, replaced by something gentler—amber and flickering, bleeding from under the bedroom door.

he pushes it open slowly.

and stops breathing for a second.

you’re sitting in the center of his bed, legs tucked neatly under you, wearing the kind of lace that doesn’t hide anything—just hints, just enough to burn. your shoulders are bare. your lips are glossed. there’s a single candle glowing on the nightstand, casting light across your cheekbones and the top of your thighs. the room smells like you. like home. like need.

you smile, but there’s a nervous twitch to it.

“happy birthday,” you say, barely above a whisper.

his gaze drags over your body like a hand, slow and purposeful. his chest rises, his jaw flexes.

“what’s this?” he asks, voice already heavier.

“a surprise,” you say softly. “i wanted to give you tonight. however you want it.”

jay doesn’t move right away. he just stares. you watch the shift in his expression as the weight of your words lands—first surprise, then curiosity, then something darker.

he steps closer.

“and you’re sure?” he asks, fingers brushing the edge of the blanket. “you’re giving me everything tonight?”

“yes,” you whisper, heat blooming in your chest. “only you.”

his tongue drags across his bottom lip, slow.

“then lie back for me.”

you do.

his knees sink into the bed beside your legs. his hands move over you like he’s not just undressing you, but *unwrapping* something meant only for him. he pushes the slip up, up, past your waist, until the lace pools around your ribs.

he watches every inch of skin like he’s cataloging it. committing it to memory. like your body is a gift, and tonight, he gets to be greedy.

“eyes on me,” he murmurs, dragging two fingers slowly down your thigh. “i want to see everything when i touch you.”

he leans down, kisses your collarbone—just a brush. then your sternum. then your stomach.

his mouth is hot and soft and unhurried.

his hands press your thighs apart gently, fingertips trailing the sensitive inside edges.

“you’re already wet,” he murmurs. “you were waiting like this?”

“for you,” you breathe.

he groans under his breath, leaning in—tongue sliding between your folds, slow and precise, tasting like he has all night.

your head falls back. his grip tightens around your hips when you try to move, grounding you.

“stay still,” he says against your skin, voice rough, teasing. “just take it.”

he works you open with his mouth, pulling moans from your throat like he owns them. your hands claw at the sheets, every muscle tight with restraint. he doesn't stop until you’re panting, thighs trembling, dangerously close.

you gasp his name, desperate—“jay—please—”

he pulls away. his lips shine. his eyes are blown wide with want.

“not yet,” he says. “you’ll come on my cock.”

he strips slow, letting you watch every inch of skin reveal. the slope of his chest. the line of his stomach. the thick length of him, hard and flushed and heavy in his palm as he strokes himself once, twice.

then he’s crawling over you again, settling between your legs like he belongs there.

“tell me what you want,” he murmurs, voice dragging like velvet.

“you. all of you,” you say, breathless. “please.”

he groans low, rubbing the head of his cock against your entrance, collecting slick. then he pushes in—one long, smooth thrust that fills you completely. your back arches, a sound caught in your throat. the stretch is perfect. overwhelming.

“fuck, baby,” he breathes. “you feel—so fucking good. you’re mine.”

he rolls his hips, deep and steady. his hand cups the side of your face as he moves, thumb brushing your cheek, even as his pace builds.

“say it,” he murmurs. “say who you belong to.”

“you,” you gasp. “i’m yours, jay.”

he fucks you like he needs the words branded onto you. his other hand grabs your thigh, lifts it higher, opens you wider. he kisses you between thrusts—messy, open-mouthed, like he needs to feel every part of you at once.

your moans get breathier, your walls tighten around him.

“don’t stop—i’m close—”

his rhythm doesn't falter. “come with me, baby. right now.”

you fall over the edge together—his name breaking from your lips as your body clenches around him, his groan deep as he spills inside you, pressing his forehead to yours, still rocking gently through it.

you’re both breathless, skin damp, hearts pounding in sync.

he collapses beside you and immediately pulls you into his arms, your head on his chest.

his voice is soft, but still low. “that was the best birthday of my life.”

you smile, eyes closed, fingers tracing his ribs.

“i know. i planned it that way.”

vee : i’m late but, happy birthday to jay! i yearn for him oh god CLICK FOR PALESTINE ( don’t forgot to rb and follow, xo )

[amourjae]

BIRTHDAY SEX ! ( park jongseong )

SYN ❕ don’t need candles or cake, just your body to make

★ female!reader────── 85O words 🐚 overall smut ( 18+ ) MDNI

the second jay walks in, he knows something’s different.

the apartment is quiet, but not empty. the air smells warm—faint jasmine, a trace of candle wax, and something else. something softer. like the skin of your neck when you’ve just put lotion on.

he drops his bag by the door and looks toward the hallway, eyes narrowing. the lights are low, the usual overheads turned off, replaced by something gentler—amber and flickering, bleeding from under the bedroom door.

he pushes it open slowly.

and stops breathing for a second.

you’re sitting in the center of his bed, legs tucked neatly under you, wearing the kind of lace that doesn’t hide anything—just hints, just enough to burn. your shoulders are bare. your lips are glossed. there’s a single candle glowing on the nightstand, casting light across your cheekbones and the top of your thighs. the room smells like you. like home. like need.

you smile, but there’s a nervous twitch to it.

“happy birthday,” you say, barely above a whisper.

his gaze drags over your body like a hand, slow and purposeful. his chest rises, his jaw flexes.

“what’s this?” he asks, voice already heavier.

“a surprise,” you say softly. “i wanted to give you tonight. however you want it.”

jay doesn’t move right away. he just stares. you watch the shift in his expression as the weight of your words lands—first surprise, then curiosity, then something darker.

he steps closer.

“and you’re sure?” he asks, fingers brushing the edge of the blanket. “you’re giving me everything tonight?”

“yes,” you whisper, heat blooming in your chest. “only you.”

his tongue drags across his bottom lip, slow.

“then lie back for me.”

you do.

his knees sink into the bed beside your legs. his hands move over you like he’s not just undressing you, but unwrapping something meant only for him. he pushes the slip up, up, past your waist, until the lace pools around your ribs.

he watches every inch of skin like he’s cataloging it. committing it to memory. like your body is a gift, and tonight, he gets to be greedy.

“eyes on me,” he murmurs, dragging two fingers slowly down your thigh. “i want to see everything when i touch you.”

he leans down, kisses your collarbone—just a brush. then your sternum. then your stomach.

his mouth is hot and soft and unhurried.

his hands press your thighs apart gently, fingertips trailing the sensitive inside edges.

“you’re already wet,” he murmurs. “you were waiting like this?”

“for you,” you breathe.

he groans under his breath, leaning in—tongue sliding between your folds, slow and precise, tasting like he has all night.

your head falls back. his grip tightens around your hips when you try to move, grounding you.

“stay still,” he says against your skin, voice rough, teasing. “just take it.”

he works you open with his mouth, pulling moans from your throat like he owns them. your hands claw at the sheets, every muscle tight with restraint. he doesn't stop until you’re panting, thighs trembling, dangerously close.

you gasp his name, desperate—“jay—please—”

he pulls away. his lips shine. his eyes are blown wide with want.

“not yet,” he says. “you’ll come on my cock.”

he strips slow, letting you watch every inch of skin reveal. the slope of his chest. the line of his stomach. the thick length of him, hard and flushed and heavy in his palm as he strokes himself once, twice.

then he’s crawling over you again, settling between your legs like he belongs there.

“tell me what you want,” he murmurs, voice dragging like velvet.

“you. all of you,” you say, breathless. “please.”

he groans low, rubbing the head of his cock against your entrance, collecting slick. then he pushes in—one long, smooth thrust that fills you completely. your back arches, a sound caught in your throat. the stretch is perfect. overwhelming.

“fuck, baby,” he breathes. “you feel—so fucking good. you’re mine.”

he rolls his hips, deep and steady. his hand cups the side of your face as he moves, thumb brushing your cheek, even as his pace builds.

“say it,” he murmurs. “say who you belong to.”

“you,” you gasp. “i’m yours, jay.”

he fucks you like he needs the words branded onto you. his other hand grabs your thigh, lifts it higher, opens you wider. he kisses you between thrusts—messy, open-mouthed, like he needs to feel every part of you at once.

your moans get breathier, your walls tighten around him.

“don’t stop—i’m close—”

his rhythm doesn't falter. “come with me, baby. right now.”

you fall over the edge together—his name breaking from your lips as your body clenches around him, his groan deep as he spills inside you, pressing his forehead to yours, still rocking gently through it.

you’re both breathless, skin damp, hearts pounding in sync.

he collapses beside you and immediately pulls you into his arms, your head on his chest.

his voice is soft, but still low. “that was the best birthday of my life.”

you smile, eyes closed, fingers tracing his ribs.

“i know. i planned it that way.”

vee : i’m late but, happy birthday to jay! i yearn for him oh god CLICK FOR PALESTINE ( don’t forgot to rb and follow, xo )

[amourjae]

late but, jay birthday fic coming up soon?

[amourjae]

we bias the same ppl in enha 🫂

ah we are twins then, hey 🫂

[amourjae]

hai vee ^_^ ilu never leave me

i won’t ... not so sure if it’s heehoonwon tho !

[amourjae]

DO MEN EVEN YEARN? ( jake sim )

★ female!reader────── 500+ words 🎱 p in v, kissing, swearing, hickeys, overstimulation, overall smut ( 18+ ) MDNI

“are you okay?” you ask jake softly, hands flying up to cup his face between your hands to make him look at you.

but jake is not particularly shy or nervous— he’s fucking dazed. bewildered even. he had imagined fucking you in his dorm room a thousand times before, how’d you feel like, how’d your expressions be and how’d you mewl at him and claw on his back when he’s thrusting too fast, telling him to slow down. how’d your moans would be, would you be too loud? or are you more of a crybaby?

“i’m fine,” jake sighs, beads of sweat rolling down his neck. the air conditioner isn’t really working. “can i move?” he looks into your eyes.

“yes,” you simply chuckle, letting go of his face, “i told you before that you can.”

fuck. that’s right, you had already adjusted to his size, the feeling of jake inside you, throbbing and inpatient to finally ruin you.

but jake still couldn’t believe your pussy was wrapped around his cock, balls deep into your cunt and he could move however he liked.

“fine,” jake grabs your hips and hoists them up just by a little to his comfort, “gonna make sure you feel all of me, yeah?”

he rolls his hip out, just enough to pull a gasp out of you before his slowly pushes it back in. the stretch is overwhelming, it burns, his cock stretches your walls, pulling out several moans from you until it’s full deep in again.

“thaaat’s it,” jake smirks, slowly gliding in and out of you in ease, “takin’ me so well, baby.”

“oh, jake!” you moan, face scrunching up in pleasure as you wrap your legs around his waist, hands clawing on his biceps and shoulders, “y-you’re so big.”

it unknowingly boosts jake’s ego. he grunts in satisfaction as he pushes harder, faster, his grip on your waist tightening which ensures to leave bruises when the sex is over.

your hips clash together harder each time, creating a harsh clap noise across his dorm. he can only pray the judgement from his roommates won’t be too strong.

“fuck,” you whimper out loud, feeling jake’s cock hitting relentlessly into you.

you reach up, pulling his hair at his neck while the other caresses the side of his face.

his breath hitches. his pace slows. his grip on your waist falters, one shooting up to the side of your head for support.

“‘ya fine jakey?” jakey. he dips his head in your neck, sucking and biting on it immediately, leabing marks. “y-yeah,” he lies.

he goes even faster, his cock sliding in and out with no trouble as he lowers one of his hands to your clit, pinching and rubbing it till your moans turn into mellow whimpers in his ears.

he rubs your sensitivity clit in circles, meanwhile never letting go of his perfect pace for your pussy, thrusting continuously, which overstimulates his own self. but jake doesn’t let go, he has to make sure he is your best fuck.

“ah, jake you’re too—” he doesn’t let you finish your moan, cutting you off with his lips dramatically clashing onto yours. you whimper into the kiss anyways, your hands shooting up around his neck to pull him closer.

“i think i’m- i’m gonna...”

“it’s okay, baby. let go for me,” jake mumbles between the kiss, relishing the moment and the chokehold you have on him. he swears he could never dedicate to giving such pleasure to any other woman. only you.

he chases your high, rubbing your clit faster as he pulls back just enough to watch your expression. your eyes are fluttering close, eyebrows knotted together, lips partly open which only chants his name.

you are so beautiful, too beautiful for him, he still can’t believe you’re in his dorm, he’s fucking you. you’re in his arms, he’s holding you and loving you and hopes that stays forever.

“fuck, baby,” jake breathes shakily, your nails scratching the back of his neck and shoulders, “let go for me, it’s okay i’m here,” he reassures.

your head falls back, finally reaching your high and cumming all over jake’s abs and cock. you sigh, locking eyes with jake, realising he was blushing the whole time.

“why are your cheeks so red?” you breath heavily, chuckling as jake leans down, his hand shaking over your cheeks.

“you’re unreal,” jake pants, sweat forming on his forehead. with eyes scanning all over your face, “can i kiss you?”

“you’re serious?” you laugh, pulling jake in even closer as your hands brush through his dark hair, “you just fucked me, jake.”

jake blushes again, finally leaning in with a green signal. your lips are soft against jakes’, moving in sync as he bites softly on your bottom lips, licking it over as he sighs into it. smiling.

“i love you,” jake still hovers above you, praying you would say it back as he looks at your swollen lips, they smile.

“i love you too.” his feels like life is complete.

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[amourjae]

DO MEN EVEN YEARN? ( jake sim )

★ female!reader────── 500+ words 🎱 p in v, kissing, swearing, hickeys, overstimulation, overall smut ( 18+ ) MDNI

“are you okay?” you ask jake softly, hands flying up to cup his face between your hands to make him look at you.

but jake is not particularly shy or nervous— he’s fucking dazed. bewildered even. he had imagined fucking you in his dorm room a thousand times before, how’d you feel like, how’d your expressions be and how’d you mewl at him and claw on his back when he’s thrusting too fast, telling him to slow down. how’d your moans would be, would you be too loud? or are you more of a crybaby?

“i’m fine,” jake sighs, beads of sweat rolling down his neck. the air conditioner isn’t really working. “can i move?” he looks into your eyes.

“yes,” you simply chuckle, letting go of his face, “i told you before that you can.”

fuck. that’s right, you had already adjusted to his size, the feeling of jake inside you, throbbing and inpatient to finally ruin you.

but jake still couldn’t believe your pussy was wrapped around his cock, balls deep into your cunt and he could move however he liked.

“fine,” jake grabs your hips and hoists them up just by a little to his comfort, “gonna make sure you feel all of me, yeah?”

he rolls his hip out, just enough to pull a gasp out of you before his slowly pushes it back in. the stretch is overwhelming, it burns, his cock stretches your walls, pulling out several moans from you until it’s full deep in again.

“thaaat’s it,” jake smirks, slowly gliding in and out of you in ease, “takin’ me so well, baby.”

“oh, jake!” you moan, face scrunching up in pleasure as you wrap your legs around his waist, hands clawing on his biceps and shoulders, “y-you’re so big.”

it unknowingly boosts jake’s ego. he grunts in satisfaction as he pushes harder, faster, his grip on your waist tightening which ensures to leave bruises when the sex is over.

your hips clash together harder each time, creating a harsh clap noise across his dorm. he can only pray the judgement from his roommates won’t be too strong.

“fuck,” you whimper out loud, feeling jake’s cock hitting relentlessly into you.

you reach up, pulling his hair at his neck while the other caresses the side of his face.

his breath hitches. his pace slows. his grip on your waist falters, one shooting up to the side of your head for support.

“‘ya fine jakey?” jakey. he dips his head in your neck, sucking and biting on it immediately, leabing marks. “y-yeah,” he lies.

he goes even faster, his cock sliding in and out with no trouble as he lowers one of his hands to your clit, pinching and rubbing it till your moans turn into mellow whimpers in his ears.

he rubs your sensitivity clit in circles, meanwhile never letting go of his perfect pace for your pussy, thrusting continuously, which overstimulates his own self. but jake doesn’t let go, he has to make sure he is your best fuck.

“ah, jake you’re too—” he doesn’t let you finish your moan, cutting you off with his lips dramatically clashing onto yours. you whimper into the kiss anyways, your hands shooting up around his neck to pull him closer.

“i think i’m- i’m gonna...”

“it’s okay, baby. let go for me,” jake mumbles between the kiss, relishing the moment and the chokehold you have on him. he swears he could never dedicate to giving such pleasure to any other woman. only you.

he chases your high, rubbing your clit faster as he pulls back just enough to watch your expression. your eyes are fluttering close, eyebrows knotted together, lips partly open which only chants his name.

you are so beautiful, too beautiful for him, he still can’t believe you’re in his dorm, he’s fucking you. you’re in his arms, he’s holding you and loving you and hopes that stays forever.

“fuck, baby,” jake breathes shakily, your nails scratching the back of his neck and shoulders, “let go for me, it’s okay i’m here,” he reassures.

your head falls back, finally reaching your high and cumming all over jake’s abs and cock. you sigh, locking eyes with jake, realising he was blushing the whole time.

“why are your cheeks so red?” you breath heavily, chuckling as jake leans down, his hand shaking over your cheeks.

“you’re unreal,” jake pants, sweat forming on his forehead. with eyes scanning all over your face, “can i kiss you?”

“you’re serious?” you laugh, pulling jake in even closer as your hands brush through his dark hair, “you just fucked me, jake.”

jake blushes again, finally leaning in with a green signal. your lips are soft against jakes’, moving in sync as he bites softly on your bottom lips, licking it over as he sighs into it. smiling.

“i love you,” jake still hovers above you, praying you would say it back as he looks at your swollen lips, they smile.

“i love you too.” his feels like life is complete.

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[amourjae]

★ 𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗠𝗘

hello, my name is venus or vee ! asian, she/her pronouns. i am 18 can talk to me in english, currently learning spanish ^^

likes. sleeping, literature, scary movies, cats, short skirts, journaling, sweet people, food, libraries, sweets, nerdy boys who yearn !

dislikes. rude people, cheesy romcoms, jackfruit, cheaters, poodles and chihuahuas like CALM DOWN, ghosts, bananas

ults. ot4 ( aespa ) heeseung sunghoon jungwon ( enhypen ) jeno and jaehyun ( nct ) vkook ( bts ) yeji ( itzy )

others. sza, tyla, tyler the creator, kendrick lamar, frank ocean, partynextdoor, arctic monkeys, sade, montell fish, chase atlantic, rihanna, one direction

writing for. nct dream and enhypen for now !

[amourjae]

★ 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗚 𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗘𝗦

nsfw ( 18+ ) content will be posted on this account, so as obvious, minors and ageless blogs do not interact!

any hate speech or message will be blocked straight away.

please refrain from rushing me to write or upload, it is only me running this account, plus im a student, so things can get really hectic :")

please do not spam like, it gets us creators shadowbanned and I will block you if you do so

please refrain from copying my works, plots or themes as i have put in an array of thought process and my precious time in these. if you are, however inspired, please reach out to me first!

i do not take requests, however, if you have any suggestions or ideas, you are more than welcome to send them in !

this is a safe space for all, however, racism, bullying, hate speech etc will not be entertained and you will be blocked.

★ 𝗪𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗘𝗦

both nsfw and sfw content will be posted on this account, but expect nsfw works in a larger amount than sfw

currently writing for nct dream & enhypen

things i will not write : cnc, r*pe, insane age play/age gap, food play, ddlg, sacrilege, professor and student trope, incest, stepcest, piss kink, pregnancy s*x, male reader, noona kink / older reader, member x member, race play, vore, vomit, feet kinks, kidnapping, drugging etc

please make a note of the above mentioned list before sending me any fic suggestions. if your ask contains any of those above, it will be deleted right away

★ 𝗗𝗡𝗜 & 𝗕𝗬𝗙

dni : if you’re a minor or an ageless blog. it’s imposible for me to check through every account that interacts with my content, so I will leave your responsibilities to you. do not engage with my nsfw posts if you're a minor or you have no age in your blog. you spread hate on anon, xenophobic, homophobic, racist above 25, rude or arrogant, anti my favs, practise hate against any religion

byf : sfw and nsfw works, can contain darker themes in future ( eg. thriller / horror ) rants a lot, slower updates, keyboard smashes, introvert lmao, swears a lot

[amourjae]

𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗨𝗦 : 𝗂 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗈𝖽𝗒, 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾 🎀