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You Call The Shots, Babe (NSFW)

Pairings: sub!Sunghoon x dom!reader

Warnings: choking kink, breathplay, hair pulling, oral sex (reader receiving), degredation, rough sex, squirting, mild praise, vaginal fingering, mean pet names (slut, slutty little boy, good boy, etc.), begging

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As Sunghoon's lips worship your inner thighs, his hands firmly hold onto your hips and draw you closer to him. The sensation of his hot breath on your skin sends delicious shivers down your spine as his tongue teases its way up your thigh, inching toward where you want him most.

Your fingers tangled in Sunghoon's hair, a silent command he eagerly obeyed with a gasp as you pulled gently. He took this as a sign of your impatience and quickly dipped between your slick folds to gather some of your wetness, squirming to ease the ache in his knees from the unforgiving hardwood floor he kneeled on before you as you sat comfortably on the edge of your bed.

Each deliberate stroke of his fingers continued to tease you, making you impatient for more stimulation. Though skillful, the tantalizing slowness of his movements only served to heighten your pure want, pushing you to the edge of restraint.

It earns him another impatient tug of his hair, serving as both a warning and an invitation for more as a warning. With a small whimper, he looks up at you from the floor, two fingers sliding effortlessly into your cunt while his thumb traced circles over your sensitive nub–pulling pleasured sighs out of you.

Unable to resist, you lean back, spreading your legs wider, opening yourself further to his touch. Sunghoon could feel your walls clenching around his fingers as he started to move them in and out of you, his cock aching more and more by the second.

With each thrust of his fingers, your body responds, your walls clenching around him. And Sunghoon begins to rub his hardening cock through his sweatpants, his motions subtle and hidden–but he groans slightly as he watches you catch a glimpse of his own neediness, despite his attempt to be slick with it.

And with a sly smile, you lean forward and wrap your fingers around his neck, gently squeezing, and the boy moans pitifully.

He palms himself harder, whimpering as your grip tightens, the pressure on his airways increasing. He loves this so much, and it's evident in the way his pace quickens, his cock straining against the fabric, a dark patch forming where his precum has begun to seep through.

"P-please," he gasps, his voice strained from the lack of air.

Your grip tightens a fraction more, a wicked grin on your lips as you speak through your teeth, his fingers still working desperately to pleasure you. "Do you like that?"

Sunghoon nods, his eyes glazed over already. His breathless, choked moans start to mix with the sound of his labored breaths, and his hips move involuntarily against his own hand.

"Needy little thing, aren't you?" you tease, and with a swift motion, you kick his hand away from his crotch, making him whimper at the loss of contact. "Can't keep your hands off yourself, huh?"

His labored breath hitches at your words, nodding frantically. "S-S'good–" he gasps, looking up at you desperately.

And once you had taken his hand away from his cock, his fingers which had faltered their movement moments prior had found their rhythm inside you once more.

"That's it," you praise, your tone laced with mock approval. "Stop focusing on yourself–so fucking ungrateful, huh? Don't appreciate what I let you have?" Your grip tightened further as punishment, even though you knew the boy would like it regardless.

Sunghoon's eyes widened, and he shook his head in denial, trying to prove his desire to please you by speeding up the pace of his fingers inside you. He works his fingers well, hitting all the right spots, and you start to let out some more pleasurable sighs, enjoying the treatment he's giving you.

But soon enough, it all comes to a halt as Sunghoon's fingers retreat from your throbbing core, leaving you achingly empty. He quickly taps your wrist, signaling his need for a break from the choking, so you reluctantly release your grip, allowing him a moment to catch his breath, his whiny panting filling the room.

"Fuck, you're so weak," you tease, peering down at him with a smirk. "You can't even handle a little choking."

Sunghoon just groans in response, too spacey to come up with a witty retort, his body still tingling from the previous choking, struggling to catch his breath, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

You notice his squirming and the way he tries to readjust his hardness straining against his sticky sweatpants, and it brings you a sick satisfaction seeing his discomfort as you deny him the satisfaction of touching himself.

"Can't even control that pathetic cock of yours, can you?" you taunt, relishing in his humiliation.

Sunghoon's cheeks flush with embarrassment, his arousal evident in the way his cock twitches against the fabric, seeking any form of stimulation.

His breath hitches, his eyes dazed as he gazes up at you. "I-I'm sorry," he stammers, his voice barely above a whisper.

He grabs your hand, looking up at you with wide eyes as he resumes thumbing over your clit, trying to wrap your fingers back around his throat. "Please," He whimpered slightly as you looked down at him with mock pity, trying to tighten your grip again. "I need...I need..."

However, with a firm touch, you pull his hands away from your clit instead–an unamused look on your face. "Oh? Since when do you get to ask me for things?" You gaze darkly down at the boy.

Sunghoon stammers, caught off guard by your denial. "I- I just…" he begins, flustered and unsure how to respond.

"You just what? Forgot?" you snap, your tone tinged with anger. "Who's in control here?"

"You…" he whimpers, looking away shamefully, his cheeks burning with embarrassment at his vulnerability.

"And what are you?" you demand. Sunghoon mumbled a response, his eyes pleading with you, but his words were barely audible. "What was that?" you demanded again, tugging at his hair to ensure he faced you fully.

"I'm a pathetic little slut," he whined quietly, his face flushing with embarrassment, resting his cheek desperately on your thigh.

"That's right," you purr, loosening your grip on his hair and leaning back. You know he wants the complete opposite of that, but you decide to tease him a little longer, pulling him up to face level. "And what do slutty little boys like you deserve?" You lean down and place a soft kiss on his forehead before trailing your lips down to his neck, nipping and sucking at the pale skin.

"Ngh—"Sunghoon whimpers, arching his neck to give you more access, seemingly unfazed by your question.

"Hm? Speak up." You lift his chin gently, looking into his eyes inches away from yours, the intensity of your gaze making it clear that you expect a clear answer.

But he just whimpered again and leaned in to take your lips in a kiss, as if he was barely able to think with his brain over his dick.

You let him kiss you for a while, tonguing around his mouth as he melts into you. But you don't let him get away with it for too long—he still didn't answer your question!

Sunghoon chases after your lips as you separate yourself from him, to which he lets out a slight, disappointed noise.

However, your firm tone puts him in line as the slight daze in his eyes clears up quickly. "Answer me."

"Slutty boys like me only deserve what you're willing to give me," he panted with tiny whiny breaths. "Nothing more."

"Yeah?" You cock your head to the side, a teasing smirk playing on your lips as your fingers stay tangled in Sunghoon's hair. His cheeks flush, his eyes pleading for your approval.

"Do you think you earned it, Sunghoon?" you ask tauntingly, challenging him to prove himself.

The boy nods again, his eyes pleading for your mercy, hoping you'll grant him what he craves. But instead, you softly push him away and crawl back to lie on the bed, spreading your legs invitingly.

"Then show me you deserve it," you command, your eyes locked on him as you await his next move.

Without hesitation, Sunghoon eagerly obeys, his desperation evident in every movement as he dives between your legs. His lips press gentle kisses around your pussy before licking a thick stripe between your folds. His lips press gentle kisses around your pussy, little kitten nips, before he licks a thick stripe between your folds, eliciting a gasp from you.

You buck your hips up as his tongue swirls around your clit before slipping inside your cunt; the whimpers mixed with the obscene slurping noises he makes as he devours you have you trembling already.

He eats your cunt like a man starving, like it's the only thing he's ever wanted, his hands holding you firmly in place as he licks and sucks at your clit. His eyes are screwed shut as he pushes his tongue as far into you as possible, his nose brushing against your clit.

"Fuck, that's so good," you hiss, rocking your hips against his tongue, his eyes fluttering shut as you pull him further into you. "The only thing you're good for is eating cunt, huh?"

He looked up at you with those adorable doe eyes, whimpering a muffled response against you, nodding in agreement. Because Sunghoon is being so, so obedient, you resume your grip on his neck, your fingers digging into his skin, causing him to moan loudly, the vibrations making you grind on his face faster.

Looking down at the boy, he's completely gone– drunk on your taste, his lips and tongue becoming more voracious as he suckles on your sensitive nub like it's the most precious thing in the world, his actions bordering on primal and desperate.

"That's it, Sunghoon. Make me feel good," you purred, your nails digging into his throat. He was putty in your hands, entirely at your mercy. Sunghoon's hips bucked against the mattress, which made you laugh at him again. So desperate.

"Please— fuck," Sunghoon begged, his voice breaking with need. "M-more.."

You rewarded him by increasing the pressure on his neck, bringing him closer to the brink of suffocation. "Pathetic–getting off on being strangled. You'd let anyone do whatever they want to you, wouldn't you?" you scoffed, your voice dripping with disdain as you watched his dark eyes roll back in pleasure. "Would you like that? Being passed around like the whore you are?"

He let out a loud whine, his body tensing up and trembling under your touch. Sunghoon froze for a couple of moments, his face still buried in your cunt, but his tongue had stopped its ministrations. Moments later, he unfroze and continued eating you out–albeit at a much slower pace.

When the realization washed over you, a flush of frustration washed over you. "Did you just cum?" You asked sternly, releasing your grip on his throat once again, as he no longer deserves his reward.

He looked up at you shamefully, pulling away slightly, "M' sorry…I just– I love your–"

But you were too angry to accept his apology. Who is he to finish before you? You are his main focus, not himself. "Shut the fuck up. We're not done yet," you cut him off.

With a firm grip on his hair, you guide him back to where he belongs, his face pressed against your dripping cunt. He obeys without hesitation, and you can't help but grin darkly at his eagerness.

"Good boy," you praise, your hips bucking against his face as you get closer and closer to your release. "Keep going, just like that."

Finally, with a sharp gasp, Sunghoon pushed you over the edge, his head squished by your thighs as your back arches and your juices squirt all over Sunghoon's face.

He whimpers softly, eagerly lapping up your release, his face buried between your legs as he continues to lick and suck on your sensitive clit.

As you come down from your orgasm, you release your grip on his hair, allowing him to rest beside you, his face flushed with desire and satisfaction. Sunghoon is such a mess, his eyes half-lidded and filled with unshed tears, his cheeks flushed red, his lips slick and shiny with your fluids–just like a good little slut.

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I deleted this, rewrote, and then reposted cuz I didn't like the first version -_-

still don't know how I feel about it but I hope you enjoyed 🤍

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givemefevrr · 3 days

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Masterlist

Groups: Enhypen, TXT (upcoming)

Content: NSFW idol x reader fics, hard thoughts, MTL, NSFW idol x idol fics, links+previews for my AO3 works

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∘₊✧ ⋄⋆⋄ ✩｡𝄞 Enhypen 𝄞｡✩ ⋄⋆⋄ ✧₊∘

Yang Jungwon

⋆ Left My Innocence In Your Mouth

Sub!Jungwon x afab!reader

⤷(loss of virginity, overstimulation, soft sex, nipple play, dry humping/grinding, sexual guidance)

Lee Heeseung

⋆ Don’t Play With Me… Ruin Me

sub!Heeseung x dom!reader

⤷ (praise kink, breeding kink, edging, overstimulation, mommy kink, etc…)

Park Jongseong | Jay

⋆ Burried In The Pillow

puppy!Jake x dom!Jay

⤷ (pet play, gay sex, mild praise, mentioned exhibitionism, rough sex, etc…)

Sim Jaeyun | Jake

⋆ Like It Like That

sub!Jake x dom!reader

⤷ (pegging, overstimulation, strap-ons, praise kink, sub space, begging, first time pegging, soft sex, etc…)

⋆ Is It Him Or Me?

possessive dom!Jake x fem!reader

⤷ (jealousy, angry sex, rough sex, overstimulation, possessiveness, etc…)

Park Sunghoon

⋆ You Get Me So High All The Time

dom!Sunghoon x fem!reader

⤷ (Consentual sex under the influence, smoking between kisses, voyerism, guided masturbation, praise, rough sex, fingering, etc…)

⋆ You Call The Shots, Babe

sub!Sunghoon x dom!reader

⤷ (choking kink, hair pulling, oral sex/cunilingus, degredation, rough sex, squirting, mild praise, vaginal fingering)

Kim Sunoo

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Hard Thoughts

⋆ Enhypen as Doms

⤷ dom!enha x fem!reader

⋆ Eboy Sunoo

⤷ eboy!Sunoo x fem!reader

⋆ Giving This Jungwon Head

⤷ dom!Jungwon x fem!reader

⋆ This Jake (after care?)

⋆ Puppy Jake

⤷ sub!Jake x dom!reader

⋆ Enhypen As Subs

⤷ sub!enha x dom!reader

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My AO3 (previews + links)

⋆ I'm About To Show You, Baby, Slow Down

switch!Heeseung x switch!Jake

⤷ (phone sex, dirty talk, sexual awakening, voyerism/exhibitionism, mutual masturbation, etc...)

#enhypen #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen smut #smut #enhypen x reader #enhypen jake smut #enhypen jay #enhypen jungwon #sunoo enhypen #heeseung enhypen #sunghoon enhypen #sub enha #givemefevrr #givemefevrr blog

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givemefevrr · 8 days

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INEXPERIENCED SUBMISSIVE HEESEUNG OR JUNGWON PWEAASEEEE ??🌝🌝

Left My Innocence In Your Mouth (NSFW)

Pairings: sub!Jungwon x afab!reader

Warnings: inexperienced Jungwon, experienced reader, loss of virginity, first time, overstimulation, masturbation, dry humping, vaginal fingering, swearing, soft sex, mild praise, nipple play, begging, pet names (love, baby, sweetie, etc..)

!WC: 3.6k!

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You and Jungwon have been dating for several months now, and while the chemistry between you two was undeniable from the start, the physical aspect of your relationship had been slow to progress. It wasn't for lack of desire or attraction; rather, Jungwon's shy and reserved nature made him hesitant to take things further.

But tonight, you decided to push the limits and see how far the shy boy can go.

You had initiated your usual nightly make-out session with him; however, now, you decide to take the lead, crawling onto his lap and straddling his thighs. Jungwon gasps softly, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him as if he's holding on for dear life. He's been nothing but gentle – hesitant even – and it's so endearing.

Your fingers trail through his hair, pulling him closer for another kiss. He melts into it, a soft whimper escaping his lips as he surrenders to your lead. His reactions turn you on even more.

As you break the kiss, his eyes flutter open, dazed and glossy. You watched as he tried to chase your lips, his cheeks flushed and chest heaving with anticipation. A soft chuckle escaped your lips as you cupped his cheeks, noting how he already looked so wonderfully messed up.

"You look so good like this," you murmur, your lips trailing down his jawline, leaving a trail of hot kisses. Jungwon's breath hitches, and you can feel his heart racing against your chest.

You pull back slightly, gazing into his glossy eyes. "You can touch me, you know," you say, your voice husky with desire. "I want you to."

Jungwon blinks, looking slightly bewildered. Slowly, hesitantly, his hands moved to rest on your thighs, just above the fabric of your clothes. His touch is feather-light as if he's afraid to press too hard.

After his palms sit on your plush thighs for a moment, he glances back up at you, as if seeking validation.

"Touch me more," you bite your lip, guiding his hands up your sides. He looks like a deer in headlights, shocked and naive. His cheeks flush a deep, rosy hue as you continue to move his hands up your torso. "Do you like touching me like this, Wonnie?"

A small whimper caught in Jungwon's throat as he nodded, unable to keep his eyes from flickering between his hands and your lips.

You smile, leaning in to capture his lips again, releasing his hands to let him explore more. His hands start to move, undeniably still hesitant, yet he's touching you nonetheless.

Jungwon's fingers gently trace your spine's contours, making you gasp. "Is this okay?" he asks between kisses, his voice laced with concern. "A-am I doing okay?"

You leave a couple of final kisses on the corner of his lips before responding warmly, "It's perfect, baby. Have you never done this before?"

You half meant it teasingly—to spur him on, rile him up so he could build confidence in his actions––but you were surprised when Jungwon's blush deepened. His gaze dropped slightly as he nodded, his fingers still tracing patterns on your skin.

"I-I'm sorry," he stammers, his voice barely audible.

Cradling his face in your hands, you lift his face up to meet yours again, cooing at the boy whisperingly. "Are you a virgin, baby?"

He nods sheepishly, his gaze flickering between your eyes and lips, his fingers curling slightly to grip your shirt. "M' sorry," he apologizes again, his lip quivering with his nervous trembling breaths.

Leaning in, you press a soft kiss to his lips, running your thumb along his jawline soothingly, murmuring words of reassurance against his mouth. "There's nothing to apologize for, Jungwon," you whisper, your voice laced with warmth and affection. "We'll take things slow, I'll guide you through it, yeah?"

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His kisses grow hungrier, and you can feel his arousal pressing against you, and it only spurs you on further.

A soft moan escapes your lips at his touch, a sound that echoes in Jungwon's mind, driving him to desperation. He can't shake the thought of making you feel that way again, of being the one to elicit such pleasure from you.

"W-want," he gasps between kisses. "I want to…touch… you—" he stammers out before a final desperate, "Please…"

You smile at his eagerness, a playful glint in your eyes as you cock your head to the side teasingly. "Yeah?" you murmur, your voice a low purr. "You want to learn how to make me feel good?"

Jungwon nods eagerly, his eyes wide with anticipation as he gazes up at you with undisguised longing. "Please," he whispers, his voice barely above a breathless whimper, nodding eagerly. "I want to so badly. Teach me, please!"

His vulnerability tugs at your heartstrings, and you can't help but feel a surge of affection for him. With a smirk, you lean back slightly, your hands working on the hem of your shirt.

"Well, since you asked so nicely," you tease, your voice dripping with mock innocence. "I suppose I could show you a thing or two."

Jungwon's eyes widen in anticipation, a hopeful gleam shining in their depths as he watches you intently as you slowly pull your shirt over your head to reveal your bare chest. Jungwon's eyes widen in awe at the sight, his breath catching in his throat as he takes in the sight of you shirtless for the first time.

He's mesmerized, his gaze flickering between your eyes and your exposed skin, uncertainty evident in his every movement. He wants to look and admire, but he's unsure if he's allowed––if he's allowed to indulge in the sight before him.

"It's okay, Jungwon," you reassure him, your voice gentle and reassuring. "You're allowed to look, I want you to see me, sweetie."

His eyes widen at your words, disbelief mingling with longing in their depths. Slowly, hesitantly, he lets his gaze wander over your bare skin, his hands practically trembling at your hips.

The way he struggles to contain his desperate whimper, the way he practically stares, unable to tear his eyes away—it's all too endearing.

You gently brush your fingertips against his cheek with a soft chuckle, coaxing him out of his daze. "Do you want to touch?" you ask softly, nodding toward your tits.

Jungwon's breath catches in his throat, his eyes widening even further at your invitation. "Can I?" he stammers, his voice slightly strained.

You grin softly, nodding in encouragement as you guide his hand once again up to your chest, his touch tentative and uncertain. With gentle guidance, you help him thumb at your nipples, his reaction immediate.

A small mewl escapes the back of his throat, his eyes fluttering slightly. He reacts as if he's the one being touched, his body trembling.

Lost in the moment, he doesn't even realize the sound escaping him, mesmerized by the feeling of your skin beneath his fingertips. And you watch him, utterly captivated by his innocence and eagerness to learn.

With a soft exhale, you suggest, "You could put your mouth on them if you want."

Jungwon's breath catches as if he can't believe what you're suggesting. "Wh-what?" he stammers, his voice breathless with disbelief.

You can't help but smile at Jungwon's shocked reaction, his breathless gasp echoing in the air at the suggestion of putting his mouth on your nipples, his breathing quickening as he processes the idea.

You simply nod, trying to coax out some initiative in his actions, "Unless you don't want to–"

"No!" Jungwon cuts you off.

He hesitates momentarily, then leans in, his lips brushing ever so softly against the sensitive bud. Looking up at you for validation, his eyes searching for approval, he waits for your instruction.

Following your guidance, Jungwon tentatively wraps his lips around your nipple, his movements cautious and nervous at first. But you guide him through it, instructing him to suck a little harder, to use his tongue. And with each suckle, he becomes more lost in the sensation.

Soon, he's completely lost in the sensation, his eyes closed in bliss as he presses his face into your chest, his arms wrapping around you in a tight embrace. Soft, needy mumbles escape his lips as he sucks with increasing fervor, his breathy moans and gentle noises vibrating against your nipples, sending a delicious shiver down your spine, leaving you gasping for breath.

His arms tighten around your waist, pulling you closer to him as if he can't get enough of you. And soon, his hips begin to subtly buck up into yours, his movements instinctual and desperate. The sensation of his hardening length grinding against your pussy only turns you on more, and you find the ache between your legs growing more intense by the second.

The sensation of his lips and tongue against your sensitive skin feels so good, so achingly right, that you can't help but moan softly, arching your back, pressing your body closer to his. Jungwon's eyes flutter open at the sound, his gaze locking with yours.

The sound pulls Jungwon out of his trance, and he realizes that he's been grinding against you. His eyes widen in panic.

"I-I'm so sorry," he stammers, his voice coming out in a whiny, desperate tone, his hands trembling against your skin. "I didn't mean to—I got carried away..."

Despite his apologies, his hips continue their subtle movements, his body betraying his apology, unable to control his virgin body. He looks up at you with glossed-over eyes, his expression pleading for forgiveness even as his movements grow more desperate.

It's adorable, and you'd love to bask in his desperation and the sensation of his bugle rubbing on your cunt all day, but it's time to move on to the next step.

Gently, you reach down to grasp the hem of Jungwon's pajama pants, looking up at him, and he hesitates before lifting his hips to allow you to, slowly easing them down his legs until he's left in nothing but his dark grey hoodie and boxers, his erection tenting the fabric of his underwear.

Jungwon's cheeks flush with embarrassment, his gaze dropping to avoid your eyes as he tries to discreetly adjust himself, tugging at the hem of his hoodie, trying to cover his arousal.

Meanwhile, you continue to undress yourself, slipping off your baby pink silk pajama shorts with practiced ease, revealing your panties. You catch Jungwon stealing glances at you; his breath comes in shallow gasps as he watches you undress and takes in every inch of your exposed skin.

"Like what you see?" You tease, crawling languidly back onto the bed. "You're quite the starer, huh?"

He gulps, his eyes following your every movement. "Sorry," he mumbles, "I just... I can't help it."

You smile warmly at him, reaching out to cup his cheek. "It's okay to want me, Jungwon," you whisper, sending a shiver of anticipation down his spine. "I want you too."

You guide Jungwon back onto the bed, gently pushing him to lie beside you. His eyes are filled with wonder and adoration as he gazes at you, his heart racing with anticipation and nervousness.

Leaning close, you whisper into his ear, your voice a soft, seductive murmur. "Do you want to finger me, Jungwon? Fill me up with your fingers?"

At your words, Jungwon's breath hitches, and he is completely overwhelmed by the idea, his mind racing with nervousness. "I don't know what to do," he worries, his voice filled with uncertainty. What if I mess up?"

You smile reassuringly, running your fingers through his hair soothingly. "You won't mess up, Jungwon," you reassure him, your voice filled with confidence. "Just follow my lead."

With a gentle nudge, you guide Jungwon to kneel between your legs as you lay back on the bed. He's nervous, his hands trembling slightly as he looks down at you, unsure what to do next.

"Take my panties off," you instruct him, your voice a soft command.

Cautiously, Jungwon reaches down to slide your panties off, his movements slow and careful. He's mesmerized by the sight of you laid out before him, legs spread. His breath catches in his throat as he takes in every detail of your pretty little pussy.

His hands remain on your hips as he hovers nervously over your body, his hands trembling with anticipation and uncertainty, so you guide his movements once again with gentle encouragement. You take his hand and lead his fingers to your clit, showing him how to rub it in slow, circular motions.

"Like this," you whisper, your voice laced with pleasure and relief as his fingers soak up your wetness, tracing along your puffy folds. "That feels so good, Jungwon."

He watches you intently, his mouth slightly agape in awe as he can't take his eyes away from his hands touching you. Your guidance gives him the courage to continue, and his touch becomes more sure and deliberate with each passing moment.

"Good, Jungwon," you whisper, your voice filled with encouragement. "You're doing amazing. Keep going."

His eyes are locked on yours, seeking approval and guidance as he continues to explore your body.

"Are you ready to put your fingers in, Jungwon?" you ask softly, your voice tinged with anticipation.

He nods dazedly, his breath catching in his throat as he positions a finger at your entrance and slowly pushes it inside you. A soft moan escapes his lips as if he's experiencing the sensation himself.

"That's it, Jungwon," you encourage him, your voice filled with pleasure. "Keep going.."

As he follows your instructions, his fingers move in slow, deep thrusts. He looks up at you for reassurance, his eyes searching yours for guidance.

"Does that feel good?" he asks softly, his eyes searching yours for approval. You let out a soft moan of approval, your back arching slightly as you savor his finger filling you.

So Jungwon added another, and the stretch and fullness felt delicious. His movements are still cautious, but with each thrust, he grows more confident, finding a rhythm that drives you wild.

You moan softly, your hips instinctively rocking against his hand as he works his fingers inside you. He gets a little light-headed at the tightness and wetness surrounding his fingers, whimpering softly at the intoxicating feeling.

But then, you notice something. Jungwon's free hand is discreetly palming himself, his arousal evident in the way he's whimpering and whining with each movement of his fingers inside you.

"Are you feeling needy, baby?" you giggle through moans, teasing him gently.

Jungwon's ears flush red with embarrassment as he nods, unable to deny the truth. "I-I can't help it," he admits, his voice filled with need. "You're– you're so–"

You croon at Jungwon's confession, finding his desperation and eagerness to please you utterly adorable. With a soft smile, you take his hand out from your heat, holding it gently as you pull him forward to hover over you.

Jungwon's eyes widen in surprise and flustered excitement at the sudden change in position. He looks down at you, his gaze filled with awe and desire, his heart racing with anticipation.

Your hands trail down his hoodie-covered waist, fingers running along the waistband of his boxers. Jungwon's breath catches in his throat as he watches your movements, his gaze flickering between your hands and your eyes. He's entranced, his heart pounding as he waits for your next move.

"Do you want to fuck me now, Wonnie?" you whisper, your voice laced with teasing invitation.

Jungwon loses it at your words, his eyes widening even further as his cheeks flush crimson. His breath comes out in ragged gasps, his heart pounding in his chest as he looks at you with a mixture of desire and disbelief, nodding frantically.

Slowly, you free his throbbing erection from his boxers. He groans softly in relief, his hips instinctively moving forward in search of more friction.

As guide his cock to your entrance, you notice his hand shaking in yours.

You coo at him softly, your voice filled with reassurance and affection.

"Why are you shaking, love?" you murmur, brushing your thumb gently over his hand. "Don't be nervous. It's just me, hm?"

Jungwon nods, his eyes wide with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. With your guidance, he positions himself, his cock poised at your entrance. And with a gentle push, he enters you all at once, not knowing he was supposed to ease his way in.

But it's okay; the suddenness of his entry overwhelms him, too, and he could use the moment to adjust to the feeling himself.

As soon as he feels you surrounding him, his eyes shut tight, and he lets out an awfully cute noise, a mix between a moan and a whine.

"Oh god," he croaks, his voice strained and squeaky. "Fuck..."

His whole body is shaking with overstimulation, his arms shaking as he holds himself up on his elbows, his face buried in the crook of your neck.

He's whining softly, his words coming out in a breathless rush as he struggles to find his bearings in the overwhelming pleasure.

"You're so– so warm," he gasps, his breath coming in short pants. "You feel so good... I-I can't..."

His words come out in a breathless rush, his mind clouded with desire as he struggles to process everything. He's unable to move, his whole body shaking as if on the brink of collapse from the sheer pleasure of being buried inside you.

You find his rambling utterly endearing, a smile playing on your lips as you lift his face from the crook of your neck to meet your gaze. You cup his cheek gently, your eyes locking with his as you reassure him.

"You feel good too, Jungwon," you whisper, your voice filled with sincerity and affection.

His hips instinctively twitch at your words, a surge of arousal coursing through him. He apologizes profusely, which seems habitual, his voice filled with embarrassment and nerves.

"I'm sorry," he stammers, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

You giggle softly, cutting off his apologies with a gentle kiss. "It's okay," you murmur against his lips. "Keep going."

So Jungwon tries to start thrusting; his movements are indeed inexperienced–short and shallow. But nonetheless, it still feels good. The feeling of his cock stretching you out is pleasurable enough to make up for it.

Meanwhile, Jungwon is completely overstimulated, his virgin senses overwhelmed by the tiny bit of stimulation he's receiving. He whines nonsensically, his words a jumbled mix of pleasure and adoration.

"Oh god, it feels so good," he mumbles, his voice breathless and filled with need. "I-I… just... please..."

You smile up at him, brushing your fingers through his hair as you guide him through the motions. "Just focus on what feels good for you, okay?"

"No, I wanna make you feel good, too," he insists, his voice filled with sincerity and determination.

Your heart swells with affection for him, touched by his selflessness and eagerness to please you. "You are, baby," you reassure him, your voice soft with affection. "Thank you so much for making me feel so good. You're doing so well."

His desperate nod and continued efforts to get the hang of things only endear him to you more.

As Jungwon continues to thrust, his movements become more desperate and erratic, and you notice him starting to get overstimulated. His whimpers grow more frantic, his body trembling with the intensity of the sensations, his movements stuttering to a halt. He ducks his head into your neck, whimpering softly as he confesses.

"It's... it's too much," he gasps, his voice filled with desperation. "I can't... I can't do it anymore. Please... help me."

Your heart aches for him, seeing how overwhelmed he is. So, with gentle care, you roll him over, shifting so that you're now sitting on his lap, your hands resting on his chest as you gaze down at him with tender affection. His eyes widen in surprise at the change in position, his breath coming in short gasps as he looks up at you with a mix of desire and gratitude.

You run your hands through his hair, brushing away the sweat-dampened strands from his forehead. "Shh, it's okay," you coo soothingly as you look down at him with loving concern. "You've done so well, love. Let me take care of you now."

Jungwon nods weakly, his body still trembling with the remnants of overstimulation. But as you lean in to kiss his lips softly, he melts into your touch, his hands finding their way to your hips, holding you close.

As you lower yourself onto him, taking him deep inside you, you feel him reach parts of you he hadn't been able to reach earlier, being prodded at, pushing pleasured sighs out of you.

Each movement sends pleasure coursing through both of you. Jungwon thrashes beneath you, his moans and whines desperate and needy–oh, so sensitive.

You feel the heat pooling in your stomach, pleasure building with each thrust, each gasp, each whimper that escapes Jungwon's lips. And he's soon confessing, "I-I'm close, fuck– oh my god, please!"

Feeling the same urgency and pleasure, you respond with a breathless admission, "I am too, baby."

You pull off of him, positioning yourself to grind your wet cunt and sensitive clit against his cock. Jungwon's hips buck uncontrollably, his body trembling with the intensity of all the sensations. And he comes so prettily all over his charcoal hoodie, the wet noises of his release lubing up the grind of your pussy getting louder, fueling his overstimulation.

Not long after, the overwhelming sensations also push you over the edge. Your body arches with pleasure as you come on Jungwon's cock, the waves crashing over you the hardest you've felt in months. And Jungwon shook beneath you, muttering whiny thanks and 'I love you's as he caught his breath, dopamine rushing through his veins, overjoyed that his first time was with you.

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I love cute little first time fics like this so muchhhhh thanks for the request <3

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givemefevrr · 14 days

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I’m About To Show You, Baby Slow Down (NSFW)

Pairings: switch!Heeseung x switch!Jake

Warnings: phone sex, nudes, sexual awakening, voice kink, dirty talk, swearing, sexuality questioning, masturbation, mutual masturbation, lots of mentioned/suggested acts, etc...

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Sneak Peak:

“Come on, spit it out. Something’s wrong.” Heeseung waited for Jake to open up, still genuinely concerned about his friend.

Jake tried to find the right words, tried to bring it up in a gentle and appropriate fashion—he really did. “This is going to sound really weird, but I need to see your dick,” he blurted out.

Heeseung's eyebrows shot up in confusion. “What?

Out Now on AO3: Link 🔗

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givemefevrr · 16 days

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can you write something for hee being a subby little bot begging to be allowed to c0me inside you for once while you ride him pleaseeeee 🫶🏾 after seeing ur sub jake posts, i NEED NEED NEED to see how you'll write subby hee

feel free to change up the plot however you see fit

thanks pookers 😻

Don't Play With Me... Ruin Me (NSFW)

Pairings: sub!Heeseung x dom!reader

Warnings: explicit sex, breeding kink, edging/orgasm denial, praise kink, squirting, slight mommy kink, nipple play, mild degradation, overstimulation, belly bulge, pet names (baby, good boy, Princess)

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You’re in control, on top, straddling Heeseung's hips, your hand tight around his cock. He’s so needy, entirely at your mercy, so vulnerable and eager to take anything you'll be willing to give him.

"Stop squirming." You lightly grip his chin with your fingers. Obediently, listening to your every command, he stilled as best as he could.

"Good boy, Heeseung," you purred, releasing his cock and running your hands through his hair gently. "You're such a good boy for me, aren't you?"

Heeseung's breath hitched at your words, his eyes glossy. He loved being praised, especially by you.

"Am I?" he whimpered, his voice trembling.

"Of course you are," you coo, the hands in his hair now cradling his face. "Say it. Say you're my good boy, baby."

His face flushed, and his gaze on you faltered. Heeseung shook his head slightly in embarrassment. He always refused to compliment himself despite the fact he could quite literally cum from you calling him pretty.

"Hm? Maybe you aren't, then," You give him a teasing pout, your soft, proud expression dropping in disappointment. The boy lets out a needy whine, accidentally bucking his hips to seek friction. "See? Now you're not following any of my directions."

You could see his lip quivering at your words, his gaze finally back on you. "N-no," Heesueng whimpers, looking up at you desperately. "M' sorry," he apologizes, trembling.

You look at him, unconvinced. "Mm, I don't think you are sorry, though. You're being bad right now. If you weren’t, then you wouldn't behave like this, would you?"

Heeseung whimpered again, the arms wrapped around your waist tightening as he shoved his face into your chest, which was still covered by your bra. You felt his body tremble as he breathed shakily on your skin.

"No, no, please don't say that," he persisted quietly. "M' not bad, I'll do anything for you, anything you want. I promise…"

You could feel his chest shuddering against you, a tell-tale sign that Heeseung was on the verge of tears. So you pushed him off of you slightly, seeing the tears almost brimming in his eyes. You softened the teasing a little bit so as not to make him cry just yet.

"I know you will," you smirked, trailing your fingers down his chest. "That's why I chose you, baby."

"Will you touch me? Please?" He whispered, biting his lip in anticipation, desperate. He looks at you with wide, pleading eyes, his hands gripping onto the sheets beneath him.

You can't resist his pleading, and so you lean down to kiss him, your fingers moving down his chest to work his cock as your other hand cups his face. He moans into the kiss, his body arching up towards you as he gives himself over to you completely.

"Remember to stay still, okay?" You take pity on him, placing your hands on his chest to steady yourself and slowly rocking back and forth on Heeseung's lap, making sure to brush your panties against the head of his cock. He nods, his eyes glazed with desperation as he looks up at you.

His face twitches with small sounds and expressions of almost struggle, but ultimately, he can keep his body movement to a minimum. He mewls, biting his lip as you grind down on his lap a little harder, and you gasp slightly at the stimulation of your clit through your panties.

Proud of his obedience, you wrap your hand around him, feeling his slickness as you start to stroke him slowly, quitting your relentless targeting of his sensitive tip for now, earning a breathy moan from him, his face relaxing slightly.

"There you go," you murmur, leaning down to kiss his lips again. "See how good it feels when you listen to me? When you're obedient?" But you knew he didn't need you to reward him by touching him–praising him would've been enough, and he would revel in it for hours.

He nods again, his eyelids fluttering as his mouth hangs open slightly. He's so sensitive and responsive already–but when is he not?

"So needy," you scoff, increasing your pace and feeling his body tense under your touch.

"Please, use me," he begged frantically, looking up at you with glossy eyes, his hips twitching beneath yours. "I want you to feel so good.. Please, I-I just want to make you happy," he whimpers, his voice shaky and desperate.

"Yeah? Want me to use you like a stupid little toy?"

He nods for the nth time, his eyes squeezing shut as he gets closer and closer to his release.

"Y-yes," Heeseung arches into his hand, which he brings to his chest to play with one of the buds. "P-please, I think I'm close," he gasps, barely audible through his panting.

He doesn't even pick up on the evil grin that forms on your face as soon as he mutters those words, and you wait a few more seconds before taking your hand away from his cock abruptly once again, leaving him on the edge.

Heeseung choked out a small, whiny "no.." his breathing was so heavy that it took a couple moments to calm. And by then, he's practically begging for your touch back.

"I thought you wanted me to feel good," you remind him, your tone teasing. "For me to use you. Isn't that what you said?"

He sits back against the headboard, and his words are a jumbled mess as he tries to form a coherent response. "Y-yes, but– but– I–"

You shut him up by leaning forward to gently kiss his lips and his eyes follow your lips before looking back up at your eyes desperately, his breathing quickening again–and you grin, knowing you have him exactly where you want him.

As he catches his breath, he waits for your next move, waiting for you to just do something.

You can see the anticipation in his eyes, waiting for your next move, for you to just do something. And you do.

You move your panties to the side before gripping his cock, positioning him at your entrance, teasing the tip of his cock against your wet folds, watching him squirm under you.

His hands flinched at his sides, hesitating to grab onto your hips.

"You want this?" you smirk, pausing your movement momentarily.

He nods frantically, his eyes pleading for you to take him in, to consume him completely.

"Yeah?" You cooed down at him. He nodded again, and your expression darkened slightly. "Well, it's not about what you want, is it?"

You slowly sink down into his cock until he is fully buried inside of you, your walls stretching to accommodate his girth. Heeseung's head falls back against the headboard with a whine.

He was almost frozen for a couple of moments, his body tensing up as he felt the warmth of you tight around his length–so, so sensitive. You guys have fucked so many times, yet every time it's like he's a virgin all over again.

"Fuck, you're so perfect. Always feels so good." you praised, feeling his cock twitch inside of you at your words. You start to move your hips in a slow and steady rhythm, earning a strangled noise from Heeseung.

"Oh, god—" Heeseung whispers, almost like a prayer. His voice cracks slightly, and his eyes shut tight as you move, his hands finally moving to grip your hips.

"Does it feel good, baby?" you ask, keeping your voice low and sultry, knowing it drives him wild.

He can't even form a coherent sentence at this point, just babbling out nonsense as he writhes under you. "Mhm," he manages to get out between moans.

But you're not really interested in his pleasure just yet. You chuckled, leaning down to capture Heeseung's lips in a kiss. "You feel good too, Princess."

Heeseung let out a whimper, his hands gripping your hips tightly. "Princess...I-I like...that," he babbled, pathetically.

Of course, he did. It was his favorite childhood nickname, and it always made him feel pretty and soft.

With one hand still gripping his shoulder, you reached for his hand and placed it on your tummy. "Feel that, baby? That's all you," you purred, pressing his hand against the bulge that formed every time you sank down on him. You're so big inside me, filling me up so perfectly."

His gaze focused on your hands, unable to look away, his forehead pressed against yours. His hand shakes against your skin, his body going tense before shuddering, a moan wracking through his whole body.

He gulps thickly, choking out, "I-I'm gonna cum."

But you won't let him. Not yet. So you slow your movements, causing Heeseung to whine in frustration. "I'm not done with you yet. You haven't made me finish yet. That's what you wanted, hm?"

"Please," he begs, his lips trembling against yours.

But you shake your head, a smirk on your lips.

"No," you say. "You're going to wait until I say so. You're mine to use, remember?"

Heeseung's face twists into a slightly pained expression, his body trembling with frustration and arousal. He knows begging won't do anything, so he just sits there whining.

Once you've decided it's safe to move again, you resume riding him, teasing him with slow, deliberate movements.

Heeseung pressed his face into your chest, planting kisses on your skin, his hands moving up your back, fumbling with your bra. He finally unlatches it, his mouth immediately latching onto one of your nipples, sucking it intently.

His wide eyes look up at you as his arms wrap tighter around you, clinging to you, his breath coming out in short, whiny gasps.

You sigh in pleasure. "So pretty," you praise, reaching for Heeseung's hair, arching into his touch, moving faster on his cock, his headboard creaking against the wall.

Heeseung's hips buck up at your words, and he's so fucked out he can't even manage to beg for forgiveness.

"M' sorry," is all he can manage, his words muffled against your skin.

His whines and moans vibrating into your skin feel so good, and you can't help but clench around his cock, letting a whimper fall from your lips. You fuck yourself faster onto him, trying to bring yourself to release the familiar feeling in your core, tightening by the second.

Heeseung cries out, his face burying into your skin with desperation. "Please, please, slow down. It's too much," he gasps.

But you don't, you can't, your hips moving in a steady rhythm, using him for your own pleasure. "I'm so close, j-just take it, hm? Take what I give you."

"Mommy, please," he suddenly whined into your skin, earning a low chuckle from you. When 'mommy' starts to get thrown around, that's when you know he's really gone.

"I know," you said, your voice husky with desire, "Just hold on for a little longer. Wait for me, then you can. Wait for me, be good."

The boy whimpers, mumbling into your skin, spacey, "P-please, I’ll be so good for you,"

A slight laugh makes its way into your moans and pants at his response. "Yeah, that's right. My good fucking boy, always making me feel so good. S-shit–"

You feel yourself starting to tip over the edge, the pressure building until you finally can't hold back any longer. Your cunt clenches tightly around Heeseung's cock, crying out in pleasure as you squirt all over him.

You hear his needy sounds in the background as you continue riding him through your orgasm. Heeseung's back arches as you grind down against him, his moans turning into pleads.

"N-now can I?" he asks politely.

“Of course, Princess,” you comb through his hair.

Luckily, you don't get overstimulated easily, so you can keep bouncing on Heeseung's cock, wrecking him. In the aftershocks, your walls are still clenching every couple of seconds, making Heeseung lose his mind.

"M-mommy, please.. wanna cum inside you," Heeseung begged, his voice breaking as he got closer and closer to release. He knew it was against your rules–that he wasn't allowed to cum inside you, mostly due to the clean up hassle. But he couldn't help himself; he just wanted to feel the tight walls around him as he filled you up.

"Hmm, I don't know. You're usually not allowed to do that," you taunted, lifting his face out of your chest and holding his cheek with your palm.

"N-need it, please–" his words were cut off by a high, desperate moan. "Please, just– just this once."

Finally, you gave in and whispered, "Alright, baby. Knock me up—breed me.”

And with those words, Heeseung's hips snapped forward, and he came with a sob. He came so hard and for so long that it felt like it would never end.

Heeseung's hips bucked upwards, and he came with a loud cry, his body shaking as he released inside you. It felt like Heeseung was cumming forever, the edging finally being released.

You could feel his cum overflowing from your cunt, hearing it dripping onto the sheets. He was practically crying, babbling incoherently about how good it feels, his breathing heavy and uneven, still clinging to you.

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givemefevrr · 19 days

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emo/fuckboy/eboy sunoo??????????? ill just leave this here ;) https://x.com/ENHYPEN_members/status/1770832127417843824?s=20

Eboy Sunoo (NSFW)

Pairings: eboy!Sunoo x afab!reader

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Eboy Sunoo fucks you in purple/blue LED lights (obviously)

Eboy Sunoo pins your hips down on the mattress as you whine and squirm on his cock,

↳ He'd taunt: “Is it too much for you, baby? You were begging for it earlier. Why the sudden change of heart?”

Eboy Sunoo has you sit on his lap while he plays his video games so you can ride him and he'll laugh while you struggle to keep quiet because his friends are on the other line of the Discord call.

Eboy Sunoo definitely would have a lip ring of some sort. He would be well jeweled—rings, necklaces, earrings, lips rings, bracelets, you name it.

Eboy Sunoo keeps his jewelry on in bed. You can always feel the hardness of his rings as he grabs handfuls of your ass and thighs or as he fingers you. Or the cold metal of his lips ring as he eats you out.

Eboy Sunoo calls you in the middle of the night to listen to you talk just so he can jerk off to your voice.

↳ “Mhm, yeah, keep on talking for me, just like that,” he’ll coax the sentences right out of you. Better yet, you’ll end up touching yourself too.

Eboy Sunoo sends you nudes in the dark, the only lighting being his LED lights.

↳ He'll tell you: “If you want to see more, then come over and get it yourself,” so you’re the one begging for his attention and not vice versa.

Eboy Sunoo would have a breeding kink if not simply liking cream pies a bit too much than he should. He also calls you mommy in bed, but only when he’s far away.

↳ He’d be fucking you fast and rough, shoving his face into your tits, mumbling through low moans, “Fuck— I’ll fill you up, make you a mommy. Yeah? You like that? Filling mommy up with my cum?”

Eboy Sunoo fucks you to music—more often than not, it will be horny tik tok music (i.e. Hotel, Rodeo, Lost in the Fire, Escapism, etc.)

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givemefevrr · 24 days

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Giving This Jungwon Head (NSFW)

Pairings: dom!Jungwon x afab!reader

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This Jungwon would be turned on by the thought of getting caught by the members or staff, so he would insist on a having you on your knees backstage during a concert between stages, getting off on the fact the fans are right outside.

This Jungwon would choke you with his fingers beforehand, feeling the warm wetness of your mouth surround his fingers as he pushes them further down your throat to prepare you for the real thing.

This Jungwon gets off to the wet mess of pre-cum and saliva pooling at your chin and on the base of his dick.

↳ "good girl/boy, slobber all over my cock… just like that"

"So fucking messy, hm? Love my cock that much?"

This Jungwon would pull your hair to feel you whine in pain around him and to get the hair out of your pretty face so he could see how badly he's ruined you.

↳ He'd make you look up at him the whole time while he thrusts into your mouth.

This Jungwon would push your head back down on his dick after you come up to take a break.

This Jungwon's moans would mix with dark, low laughter, both in a derogatory way and also proudly watching you worship his dick.

↳ Would also say things to humiliate you on how cock drunk you get, such as:

"Is it that good, y/n?"

"You really can't get enough of my cock, can you?"

This Jungwon would fuck your face until you couldn't breathe and make you swallow every last drop of his release because, as he says, "Good cocksuckers get rewarded."

↳ Afterwards, he would make you thank him for "letting you" suck him off.

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givemefevrr · 27 days

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hiiii

firstly, i just want to say i really love your posts <3

so, i was thinking it might be helpful to both you and your followers if you considered making a masterlist…it really would benefit your account, since new followers can browse your work easily and see what your account is about. plus, just for me personally, i think it would be great to be able to find all your "hard thoughts" or "long works" (for example) all at one time/place rather than having to search all over your page if you posted a new one.

p.s. i hope you dont mind me assuming you're new to tumblr, im not trying to sound condescending at all, i swear ;3 i just noticed you only recently started posting and in your "about me" pin you said that you started on ao3, and now youre here. so im just assuming that youre new to tumblr overall (sorry if im wrong heheh...)

p.s. p.s. i noticed you post quite often, which is awesome and kudos to you, but please dont feel obligated to keep up that crazy pace (from one account to another, i definitely know i felt that in the beginning). im hoping thats not it, and that you just have a whole lot of drafts already. but if it is, then please dont stress over it, and take care of yourself and take breaks if you need them. we dont want you getting burnt out, do we? <3

– your friendly neighborhood 🌟 anonie :)

Omg I’ll have to make an anon list soon too 🤭

Thank you so much for the advice, I didn’t find you condescending at all, no worries! And as for the master list, I have been planning on working on that, and I was going to wait until I have a little bit more posts, but I can make one soon 😏

And also don’t worry, my posting schedule is because I’m on break right now, so I’ve had a bunch of time to work—I promise I’m not stressed 😙🤍

I’m glad you enjoy my work!! 🤍💜

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givemefevrr · 28 days

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Please I need a fic of the reader pegging Jake 😫

Like It Like That (NSFW)

Pairings: sub!Jake x dom fem!reader

Warnings: first time getting pegged, anal fingering, strap-ons, subspace, begging, swearing, anal sex, soft sex (?), its a bit slow but cute, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, edging (?), praise, cumming untouched

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Jake entered your room, finding you engrossed in your favorite guilty pleasure medical drama TV show, and slid into bed beside you.

This was a familiar routine for the two of you–cuddling together–having been together for some time now. But as you lay together, his body pressed against yours and his arms wrapped around you, you could feel he was off. Something about his demeanor was just…off.

Jake sighed deeply and buried his face in your neck, his lips softly kissing your skin. You let it go for a while as you watched your show–an embarrassingly long time, as he just stayed at your neck and jaw, unmoving to any other places on your body. He softly nibbled and bit as if trying to get your attention.

"You want something, mister?" You giggled, teasing him, the press of his pillowy lips beginning to tickle your skin. He looked mildly startled by your voice, looking up at you. He nodded and leaned in, his lips meeting yours in a soft kiss.

You pressed your soft smile into the kiss, but soon, you could tell he was trying to initiate something more, his kisses becoming more hungry. So, you reciprocated, allowing yourself to melt into the kiss, waiting for him to deepen the kiss like he usually does.

And he eventually did after a while, though it seemed like he had forgotten something. Jake had suddenly perked up a bit, and the way he shoved his tongue into your mouth was rushed. Which was fine–he probably got caught up in the moment.

Plus, all worry of something being wrong dissipated as he fell back into routine right after his little correction, placing a hand behind your head on your pillow and hovering over you between your legs for better leverage.

Situated on his elbows, he slipped his free hand up your shirt, running his hands over your stomach and side. But the hand didn't last long there before using that elbow for support to hover over you as well. He disconnected momentarily, his forehead resting on yours, panting as if exhausted. This made another bout of nervousness flutter through your stomach. Is something really wrong?

And you thought the worry would go away again as he reconnected your lips to his, yet it didn't.

It felt like you had been transported back to a few minutes ago when he had "forgotten" to take control of the kiss to deepen it. He kissed you as if he didn't know what to do or was waiting for something. He never was like this–off his rhythm. It was always one way; tonight, it wasn't, which is concerning.

Finally, you decided to manage things yourself, moving a hand to cup his jaw and tonguing at his lips, causing him to open his mouth almost immediately. You took control of the kiss, earning small sighs and sounds from the boy on top of you. Okay, we're getting somewhere, Jake making noises is a good thing, you think to yourself, again thinking that you will be put at ease by this.

But as you kept kissing him, you could sense his usual control slipping further and further away. He never regained control of the kiss after you had stopped touching you completely– the hand under your head slipping out so he could use that arm for even more stability.

His usual dominance and confidence were replaced with a shaky uncertainty, simply allowing himself to be led by your every move. You moved your hands to rub down his waist and back to take his shirt off because you were confident that, at this point, he wouldn't be initiating anything himself. He looked like a mess, barely able to keep himself up as he hovered over you, almost collapsing on you with a whimper.

Naturally, you grew worried and pulled away from the kiss. "Hey, look at me." You tilted his head slightly to look at you properly, concern written all over your face, trying to get him to open his eyes properly. "What's wrong? Are you okay?" You asked him, running your fingers through his hair.

He hesitated, his head foggy as if he couldn't focus. If he wasn't so out of it, he probably would have visually reacted to the question, eyes widening and freezing up, but the only thing that happened was the emergence of a dark, dumb blush across his cheeks and nose. "Nothing, I'm fine," he mumbled, trying to shake it off.

Even in life outside of the bedroom, Jake never likes to burden others with his worries, and so it eats away at him until he crumbles. So you knew better than to believe him. "Jakey, please tell me. I can tell something's bothering you," you pressed, gently rubbing his neck and shoulder soothingly.

He whined slightly, feeling too embarrassed to admit what was happening. He had never felt this way before, and it was throwing him off. He could barely even name what he was feeling in particular. But whatever it was, he was sure he couldn't bring himself to say it out loud.

You could see his discomfort and decided to continue, gently prodding. If it was something serious, you would need to help him through it before it worsens. "Jake, if you don't tell me, I can't help you. Is something going on in your mind?"

He let out another small whiny sound and finally nodded, feeling the blush rush all over his body in embarrassment, down his neck and chest, over his shoulders, and up to his ringing ears. "I...I just...I think I want you to...to fuck me," he whispered, barely audible.

You blinked, confused by his admission. On the other hand, Jake couldn't believe he had said it out loud. He felt so embarrassed and humiliated, almost waiting for you to laugh at or reject him.

You ran his words over in your mind a couple times. What does he mean he wants me to fuck him? We have been sleeping together for months already; we have done plenty of fucking–oh...

It hit incredibly late. Jake means he wants me to fuck him. In the ass. Wow.

It caught you off guard. You didn't know Jake had ever considered doing that. But you couldn't deny that you had thought about it yourself a couple of times when he was being extra adorable and clingy, and you thought about ruining him.

You can't help but find it cute. But apparently, it didn't come off as such.

Jake took your silence as a bad sign and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything. It's fucking stupid." he says, his voice filled with self-doubt, shaking his head, leaning in to kiss you again and move past the awkwardness. "Let's just continue like normal, I'm sorry."

You stop him before he can, gently taking his face in your hands and making him look at you again. "No, Jake, don't apologize. I think that's a really cute idea. I could do that for you if you want?" you said, kissing his forehead affectionately, trying to reassure him.

Jake became even more embarrassed after hearing that you found his desire to be fucked in the ass cute.

"No, it's stupid. We don't even have any stuff for it, forget it," he said dismissively, trying to kiss you again and drop the conversation.

But you stopped him again, and you could tell he was about to protest again, but you knew he wanted this. You could see it in how he looked at you and how he's been acting all night. "Come on, Jakey. Let me make you feel good. I have an idea. Just hear me out."

Jake was hesitant, your words making him feel fucked out already. He felt even more humiliated every second the conversation continued, but he couldn't say no to you– especially not with how you looked back at him, making him feel almost little. "Okay," he agreed, his face softening.

With that, you gently push him off you and bolt to your closet to find the old shoebox you have hidden under your clothes–your toy box.

It’s almost fate, really. With how you had a lesbian roommate who left the strap to her strap-on in your appartment a couple years ago.

You have a perfect, ballerina pink, dildo of about 8 inches, sitting at the back of your closet in that box that you can pair with the strap, just for this occasion.

Jake watches you rummaging around in your closet, twiddling his thumbs, not knowing what to do, feeling humiliated still. He palmed at his dick a couple times to relieve the borderline painful feeling of being as hard as he was.

After a while, he finally squeaked out a sentence, the tone of his voice seeming utterly destroyed, which was understandably so. He had just asked his girlfriend, who he usually takes care of, to take him apart. "You're not mad?" he spoke softly, looking down at his hands, worried for your answer.

You pause your rummaging to glance at the boy, who is basically folded in on himself. "Of course not," you reply, his concern hurting your heart. "I could never be mad at you for something as small as this."

He takes a deep breath and looks at you, meeting your eyes. "You really mean that?"

"I promise," you say sincerely before returning to your search. "I mean, I've thought about it a couple of times myself, if that's worth anything to you."

He smiles shyly, giggling at your response, grateful for your reassurance throughout this experience.

You find the box quickly after that and set it on your nightstand. Jake glanced at the box several times, though never touched. You opened the box and found the light pink toy. Jake watched your every move, his eyes widening at the sight, and you waved it in front of his face.

"I can fuck you with this," you suggest, watching as his eyes follow the movement of the object in your hands. "Right?"

Jake looks up at you upon that question, his eyes quickly returning to the dildo. He gulped and nodded almost frantically before replying, "Yeah– yeah, if you want,"

The look on his face was priceless. The thing hadn't even touched him yet, but he looked as if it had already milked 3 orgasms out of him.

You grabbed his chin softly, tilting his head to look at you standing before him. "But what do you want, Jakey?"

His eyes met your dark gaze, and he whimpered in your hold. After a moment, his response sounded more desperate than he wished it had. "I want it, please.."

God, what was happening to him?

—

And that's how you got him undressed, on his knees, ass up, and his face pressed into the sheets.

"I think I'll have to finger you a little bit before I put this thing in you," you warn him, retrieving your lube from the box. "Like how you usually open me up before you fuck me."

Jake whimpered at the thought, both from arousal and nerves. He watched anxiously as you slathered your fingers with the slick substance.

"Have you touched yourself like this before?" you question.

He shook his head no.

"Do you know how to do… this?" he asked nervously, fiddling with the sheets beneath him.

You couldn't help but laugh at his cuteness. "Of course, I know how Jakey. I've been fingering myself for years."

He nodded, relieved but still nervous as you positioned yourself behind him.

"Are you ready?"

He turns his head to look at you, nervously biting his lip. "I-I think so," he stammers, his cheeks flushed.

"Okay, just relax," you reassure him, gently touching his back. "I'll be gentle, I promise."

He nods, taking a deep breath before you start to rub the lube around his entrance, slowly beginning to work your first slicked-up finger into him, feeling him tense up at the unfamiliar sensation.

You continue to work your finger in, watching as his breathing starts to regulate and his body relaxes. You know you're getting somewhere when he stops squirming as much and actually starts pushing back against your finger.

"Are you okay?" you asked, bottoming out the first finger, pausing to give him a moment to adjust.

"Just a little uncomfortable," he replied, and you hummed, giving more comforting touches to his torso. You gave him a few more moments before slowly working your finger in and out, feeling him relax more with each movement.

"Do you want me to try another finger now?" you ask after a few minutes.

He hesitated momentarily before nodding, his face still buried in the pillow as if he was hiding.

So, you slowly start to insert another finger, watching his reaction closely. He whines and squirms, making getting your finger in difficult.

"It hurts," he whimpers, his grip on the sheets tightening.

"It's okay," you tell him, rubbing soothing circles on his back. "Just try to relax, hm?"

God, it reminded you so much of your first time taking cock–how uncomfortable it was at first. But it eventually felt better, and you know it would also for Jake.

After you bottom those fingers out, Jake whimpers again. "It still hurts," he admits, his voice tight.

"I'm sorry, baby." You apologized to him, trying to make him feel better. "Do you want me to stop?" you asked warmly, ready to pull out if he was not okay.

He shakes his head no, his face still buried in the pillow.

"Okay, I'll go slower," you sigh, trying to keep your voice calm as you continue to work both fingers in. You can see the discomfort in Jake's body language, but he already told you not to stop.

You slowly start moving your fingers in and out, taking your time to stretch him properly. After some time, he seemed more comfortable with the stretch, yet he didn't seem to be enjoying himself much.

He was quiet, and if you were getting fingered, you would be a moaning mess by now–so you worry about what you must be doing wrong.

"Jake," you say softly, watching his reactions closely as you move your fingers in and out, slightly worried. You carefully felt around, searching for the right spot, stretching him out, and longing for a reaction. "Does it feel good?"

Milliseconds after you ask, his body tense up before he gasps loudly and exhales a whiny noise.

You grin, reveling in the reaction; you must have brushed against his prostate. "Did that feel good?"

"W-what was that?" he stammered, his eyes wide.

"This?" You ask, just teasing him at this point, and you curl your fingers into the same spot that had him squirming previously.

"Holy shit," he gasps, his body shuddering. "Y-yeah, do that again."

You continue to move your fingers, focusing on that spot until he's a whimpering mess, his face buried in the pillow, muffling his sounds of pleasure. It's a sight you've never seen before, turning you on like crazy. Jake's moans grew louder and more frequent, his body writhing.

"O-oh god, that feels so good," he moaned, his body arching as you hit his prostate again.

"Jakey, you're doing so well," you whispered in his ear, your free hand running over his back and down to grip his hip.

"Please… please, don't stop…" Jake begged, his voice breaking. You could hear the desperation in his voice. "M' so close–please.."

Upon hearing that he's about to finish, you paused all movements. Jake let out a whine of frustration, his body trembling with need.

"Shh, it's okay," you soothed, pulling your finger out and allowing him to catch his breath.

"Why'd you stop?" He asked, his voice filled with desperation. He looked back at you with glossy, wide eyes, his breaths coming in quick pants.

"Do you want to try the dildo now?" You ask, looking down at him with such intensity that he shrinks into himself.

"Mhm," he mumbled, his voice shaking, breaking slightly.

And with that, you hop off your bed and begin to undress yourself, Jake watching you attentively again. He could never take his eyes off of your body when you undress. He watches with wide eyes as you put the strap on.

And soon, you find yourself back behind him, the dildo flopping side to side slightly as you pouring lube onto the head of it. You press it gently to Jake's hole. Tight.

"Has this thing been inside you?" He meekly asks, his body tense.

You pause, confused. "Yeah, why?"

"Shit," he whined, shoving his face into the pillow again, pressing back against the toy. "Put it in, please," he begged, his voice dripping with need.

So you did, letting the tip catch on the rim of his puffy hole. His breath caught in his throat, and he pushed back on you again, which you took as a signal to push more.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck…" Jake moaned, his voice almost incoherent. His body was shaking, and he kept pushing back to take more. It was one of the most beautiful sights you had ever seen. When you bottom out, he lets out the most lewd noise you think you've ever heard from him, and he's rocking back on it almost immediately.

You get worried as he gives himself practically no adjustment time before trying to fuck himself on the toy.

"Give yourself some time to adjust," you coo, rubbing his lower back and trying to calm him down. "Doesn't it hurt, baby?"

He whimpered a small "yeah, but it feels good when you move" before pressing back again. You take that as his final conformation and begin to move. You could feel your ego swell as you moved, pumping the dildo in and out of Jake's tight hole.

"Is this what you wanted, Jakey?" you asked teasingly, pausing momentarily to let him catch his breath.

"Yes, please, more," he pleaded, his entire body writhing. "S-so good," he whimpered, barely getting the words out.

And you were more than happy to oblige, picking up speed and setting a steady rhythm. You could feel his body trembling with pleasure, his ass rising to meet every thrust. "You're so needy," you poked fun at him, a small chuckle rising in your chest.

But he was too far gone to pick up on any teasing; all he could think about was you rocking into him. All he could think about was your cock.

"You're taking my cock so well, right, Jakey? All open and vulnerable for me," You prod, which gets a response from him. "It's like you're made for it, hm? Should I fuck you like this every time from now on?"

He moaned a broken noise in response, his body shaking and tensing up in bouts. "Please!" He burst out, "Please, please, please, I'm gonna cum. Please let me, please–"

And so you did. You praised Jake through it, and eventually, Jake let out a cry, his whole body shaking as he came, his dick spurting onto the sheets below. You continued to thrust into him, slow and deep, and you could hear him whimpering and moaning with every movement.

As he comes down from his high, you start to slow down your movements. But then he whimpers and pleads for you to keep going.

"Are you sure, love?" you ask, concern lacing your voice. "I don't want to overstimulate you."

"Please," Jake begs, his voice strained. "Need your cock, please."

With a sigh, you gave in to his pleading and continued to thrust, increasing the pace again slightly. Jake's body is a mess of pleasure and pain, twitching and shaking all over.

"Fuck, I can't," he pants, his voice breaking, his hands clenching the sheets. It only takes a few more moments and a few more thrusts before Jake is cumming again, his second orgasm even more intense than the first. Jake's body was shaking, tears streaming down his face as he came. "Oh god," he cried out.

"It's too much. T-take it out–it hurts," he begged almost frantically, his voice shaky and weak as you helped him ride his orgasm out for the second time.

You slowly pulled out of him, watching as he continued to whimper and moan. He finally collapsed onto your bed, spent and trembling. You slip off the strap on and cuddle up next to him, letting him cling onto you, feeling his shaking calm and breathing slow down as he relaxes a little.

"You can make it up to me in the morning," you wink, kissing him on the forehead, and he smiles happily.

He buries his face in your chest, and you hear his breath even out.

He fell asleep in your tits. It's humorous, really.

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Mayor of yapsville has stricken again!

Also, this will be my last Jake work for a little bit because I will be working on other members <3

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givemefevrr · 28 days

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MOOT CHECK UP! 🗣️💞

hi salem! how are you? :) stay healthy<33

Oh my gosh hi!! Thank you so much for the check in, I’m doing great 🤍🤍 I’m on spring break right now so I’ve been on the grind for writing recently 🤭

And feel free to dm by the way lol, we don’t have to communicate only through asks 😭🙏

Thank you again, you’re literally the sweetest. You stay healthy too, and make sure to get ur beauty rest 😊🤍

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givemefevrr · 1 month

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I just read your dom!enha post and jake ?? mr sim ?? the thought of him being possessive ??? ugh I'm the weakest soldier out there !! him seeing you run into your ex and just have a simple convo yet he gets moody af for the few next days without telling why he's suddenly like this then all this ending up in an angry sex ?? pleaseeeeeeee write it in your words I can't do this myself !!! love you in advance

- 🌷 anon

Is It Him or Me? (NSFW)

Pairings: possessive dom!Jake x fem!reader

Warnings: jealousy, possessiveness, light angst, rough sex, angry sex (all consentual), swearing, fingering, edging (?), cum eating (?), teasing, begging, overstimulation, kissing, dry humping, biting/marking, facials, pet names (baby, pretty girl, etc.), Heeseung is your ex

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Jake is a great boyfriend. He absolutely adores you, and whenever you are out together, he always holds your hand and steals kisses whenever he can. And that's exactly what is occurring right now.

Standing in line at a cafe, waiting to order, you couldn't help but giggle and squirm as Jake nuzzled into your neck, peppering your skin with soft, tickling kisses. Jake had been talking about bringing you here for months, as this was his favorite coffee joint, which he used to work at all through high school. It's on the other side of town, so it was a bit of a trip. But he chose the perfect day to bring you.

"Stop it, Jake, that tickles," you playfully protest, gently pushing him away amidst your laughter.

With a grin and sparkling eyes, Jake teased, "But you love it when I tickle you," punctuating his words with a lingering kiss on your cheek.

Suppressing your laughter, you swatted at him. "Not in public, you goof," you replied, noticing amused glances from others in the line.

Jake chuckled, intertwining his fingers with yours as he turned his attention to the menu. "So, what are you in the mood for?" he asked, excitement radiating from him–practically making him vibrate.

"Hmm, what would you recommend, Mr. Barista?" You asked, scanning the menu before smiling up at Jake.

Eyes lighting up, Jake exclaimed, "Vanilla latte, of course! That's what I'm getting. Their vanilla lattes are the best. Well, at least when I worked here, they were."

You scoffed at his pride but ultimately decided on the vanilla latte.

But then you saw him. The bell atop the door chimed, a gust of wind blowing into the cafe upon their entrance. The familiar man seemed to recognize you, too, as he locked eyes with you and walked over.

It's your ex-boyfriend.

It's not like the two of you left off on bad terms, but you guys haven't talked or seen each other since the breakup, making this incredibly awkward.

"Hey," your ex greeted, approaching you with a friendly smile.

You glanced at Jake slightly before answering, the boy paying little attention to the conversation. Responding with forced nonchalance, you exchanged pleasantries, hoping the conversation would end soon.

"I didn't expect to run into you here," your ex continued, "It's quite a trip from Hillsdale, huh?"

It's weird, considering you both live in the same town, yet he coincidentally showed up in the same cafe, almost 45 minutes away, at the same time as you.

"Yeah, it's just a day trip," you nod.

He nods, too, the awkwardness becoming increasingly more apparent the longer the conversation continues.

"So, how have you been? What have you been up to? You look good," he complimented, looking you up and down.

"Ah, I've been great. I finally got a temp job for that marketing company downtown," you smiled softly, proud of your achievements.

"That's amazing! Yeah, I work at a car dealership about 10 minutes away from this place now. What a coincidence, though," he chuckled, finally becoming aware of Jake standing beside him. "Who's this?"

"Oh, Jake. This is Heeseung," you glanced at Jake once more. "My ex," you added a bit quieter, noticing that you'd caught the attention of other people around you.

You could feel Jake's grip on your hand tightening upon hearing that Heeseung was your ex, but he said nothing–masking any discomfort with a forced smile.

"Heeseung, this is my boyfriend, Jake." Heeseung looked like a deer in headlights, an embarrassed flush rising on his neck as he let out a matching embarrassed laugh.

"Oh, my bad, man. I didn't even know," he laughed, sticking a hand towards Jake for a truce.

Jake wore a small, forced smile and shook Heeseung's hand. "You're all good," he replied.

"Well, I'll leave you two be." Heeseung looked back at you. "We'll have to catch up again sometime," he said before walking to the back of the line.

After he left, there was a silence between you and Jake. You leaned into his shoulder slightly, cuddling up to him, as cuddles always made him feel better. Feeling uncomfortable, you broke the silence and said, "Well, it was nice seeing him again, I guess."

Jake nodded but didn't say anything, his grip on your hand tightening as you both stood in line at the cafe.

When it was your turn to order, you excitedly ordered the vanilla latte Jake recommended. However, Jake didn't even bother getting anything for himself, even though this was allegedly his favorite place. He put a twenty-dollar bill on the counter and mumbled for the cashier to keep the change, around $15. He just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.

As your drink was being made, you and Jake waited by the to-go station. When the kind barista boy handed you your drink and said, "Have a great day. I hope you enjoy the nice weather," you reached out to take it.

But Jake beat you to it, grabbing it from the boy and handing it to you instead. "Let's go," he said, practically dragging you out of the cafe.

Trying not to spoil the date with his attitude, he suggested walking around the city to enjoy the weather.

He bought you some light pink and blue flowers from a small vendor, seeing you croon at them, knowing they were your favorite kind.

Next, you walked across a footbridge over a stream, asking Jake to take a picture of you with the beautiful view in the background. You walked, thinking about how Jake had the privilege of taking this beautiful path home from school every day.

Finally, as the sun set, you both decided to stop at an ice cream shop. The shop's perimeters had a swinging chair facing a small body of water with fishing docks along the edges. You two sat on the swinging chair with your ice cream in hand, Jake having chosen not to get anything for himself once again.

He had been trying to make the day fun by buying you flowers and taking you to these nice places from his childhood. But even as he handed the flowers to you, you saw his expression falter. Even as he walked across the bridge with you, he hadn't even told you that story about him taking the bridge path home from school–you made that up yourself to fill the gaps of what wasn't spoken. And even as he sits with you now, he sits on the other side of the swing, resting on his chin in his hand on the armrest. His sulky mood and his distance are so unlike him.

Jake had tried not to ruin the date, but his emotions were still visible despite his efforts.

You leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, thanking him for the "wonderful" day. But he remained quiet, fidgeting with his hands and avoiding your gaze.

And he said nothing on the car ride home as well, only having a hand attached to your thigh as he drove silently.

–

Jake was certainly in some sort of mood, as his behavior persisted for the next few days.

He became increasingly distant, his temper flaring at the most minor inconveniences. If he ran out of milk for his cereal, he'd fly into a rage to the point tears would well up in his eyes as he curled up on the floor in frustration for hours.

He seemed to withdraw from you completely, barely initiating hugs or kisses like he used to. You tried to talk to him and understand what was happening, but he remained tight-lipped, shutting you out of whatever bothered him.

Almost every night ended with him laying in your lap, upset at something to the point he's shaking, and you running your hands through his hair to try to calm him down. He'd eventually fall asleep in your lap, only to be up and gone elsewhere before you woke up in the morning.

Then, one day, something happened that pushed Jake over the edge. It was one of those nights you found yourself playing with his hair, trying to soothe him as he wrestled with his inner demons.

It was almost bedtime, and you wore only one of his baggy t-shirts and underwear, as you usually did for bed. You were on your phone, mindlessly scrolling through Instagram, when a notification popped up. It was from your ex—he was trying to follow you.

You hesitated, reading it, and weren't planning on accepting the request, yet Jake must have thought otherwise. He tensed up upon seeing the notification.

And moments later, he was sitting upright, his arms practically caging you between him and the couch cousin, kissing you roughly, placing your phone on the floor. You weren't against his sudden switch-up, as you haven't gotten a kiss from him in almost a week now.

You opened your mouth as he asked for entrance, tonguing at your lips. And as he deepened the kiss, he began moving, causing you to chase his lips, following his movements. He lifted you off the couch, carrying you to your room, refusing to let go of your lips, and once he met the edge of your bed, he immediately plopped you down and crawled on top of you, kissing down your neck, sucking and biting dark marks into your skin.

"I fucking hate him," Jake grunted into your neck, his voice muffled, and you barely just caught what he said.

A lightbulb lit up in your head. Ah, that makes sense.

"Is that why you've been in such a mood lately? Because of one interaction I had with Heeseung, who I haven't thought about for years?" you asked, lifting his head up from your skin.

Jake's eyes bore into yours, filled with anger and frustration. "Don't say his name," he commanded, his mood worsening. So, you decided not to press the issue further, realizing that mentioning Heeseung's name only fueled Jake's anger.

Jake ducked back to your neck, lips trailing down. His kisses became more urgent as he pushed your shirt up, revealing your skin underneath. His hands roamed up the sides of your body, his touch desperate and needy. You could feel the intensity of his emotions in every kiss, every touch.

Jake continued to kiss down your chest, his movements almost rushed. His hands roamed over your back, slipping up the back of your sports bra.

"Off–" He grunted, already pushing your shirt up and off your shoulders along with the bra, leaving you only in your underwear. "Take it all off."

His mouth immediately connected back to your skin, biting your shoulder and kissing all the way down to your chest, where he took his time marking you up. You ran your fingers through his hair, gently guiding and reassuring him with your touch. Despite his roughness, Jake's actions were vulnerable.

His hands gripped your hips and thighs and squeezed roughly, his fingers definitely leaving bruises. You tugged on his shirt, to which he willingly took it off, yet eager to return to your skin.

"Mine…" Jake kissed down your chest to your stomach, mumbling the word repeatedly. "You're mine. Say it." Jake's voice was low, his gaze on you dark, staring at your body with pure rage and hunger.

"I'm yours," you giggled. You had never seen him like this before and found it slightly endearing.

But he wasn't having any of that. "This isn't a fucking joke. Say it." he scolded, gripping your face and effectively grabbing your attention. "Say that you're mine and not… not his…"

Yet with the way he squeezed your cheeks with one hand–pushing your lips out, making you look stupid–there was no way for you to coherently do as he asked. But you try nonetheless.

With a whimper, looking right into his blown-out pupils, you said, "I'm yours. O-only yours, I promise," as best you could.

His possessiveness only turned you on more, and you could feel yourself growing wetter with every touch. Satisfied with the response, his lips crashed back down onto yours hungrily. He growled against your lips, letting go of your face and using that hand to roam down your body, his fingers hovering outside your panties.

You squeaked into his mouth, thrashing slightly as his thumb rubbed hard at your clit, overstimulating you.

He pinned your hips down on the mattress to prevent you from squirming, continuing his administrations with a sick grin on his lips. You watched his face as his anger turned into lust, fueled by pure jealousy. You grabbed onto his shoulders, pulling him closer as you rocked your hips against his hand.

Smirking, he added more pressure to your clit, causing you to try to writhe even more.

"More," you whimper almost inaudibly.

"Hm?" Jake asked, as if he didn't hear you. But with the look on his face, you could tell that he did. "You want me to stop?" You whimpered softly, shaking your head and reaching for his hand.

Despite that, he stopped touching where you needed it the most, earning a whine and more squirming, even though he's not touching you anymore.

"N-no, please don't stop," you whined, reaching for his wrist and pulling it back to your heat.

He just looked at you condescending as you humped his hand, and if you were in a normal state of mind, you would have had enough social awareness to stop–but you were far too horny right now.

"Please," you begged again, looking up at him with eyes glossed over with need, your hips bucking against his hand as you desperately tried to get more friction.

Jake smirked at your eagerness before giving you mercy, pulling your panties off and sliding a finger inside you, making you gasp. He grunted in response, returning to trailing hot kisses on your skin. You could feel his teeth grazing over your skin, knowing that by the time he's done, you'll be covered in bruises for days.

And that only turned you on even more.

"Oh god–" your breath hitches in your throat, your fingers gripping the sheets tightly.

"You like that, don't you, baby? My fingers inside you?" he purred, watching as you twitched and whined beneath him. "You love how I make you feel, how I can make you fall apart with just my fingers."

"Yes, so good– Fuck," you moaned, arching your back in pleasure as he added another finger and began to thrust harder and curl his fingers just how you like it, stretching you and filling you in a way that only he could. His other hand pressed against your lower stomach, the pressure making you even more sensitive.

"He doesn't know how to fucking touch you like I do," Jake rasped, his voice laced with arrogance. "I know just by the way you came so hard the first time I fingered you–there's no way that fucker has made you cum before. Only I can make you feel this good."

You could only nod wordlessly, unable to form a coherent sentence. Jake loved every second of it, the smug smirk never leaving his face. Your hands reach down to his sweatpants, trying to undo them.

"You want it so bad, don't you?" He cocked his head to the side, almost condescending. You frantically nod, hoping he'll just give you what you want like he usually does. And you get hopeful with how Jake chuckles darkly and pulls his pants down a bit, exposing his throbbing cock.

You mewled a bit as he pulled out his fingers and brought them to his lips, licking them clean with a satisfied look. He positions himself at your entrance and leans over you, his face inches from yours. But his following words crush all hope, and you know you'll have to do more begging. "Do you want me? Or do you want him?"

"You," the desperation in your voice was clear and urgent. "Please. I don't want Heesueng, only want you. Just you–"

But before you can finish begging, Jake slams into you, filling you completely.

"Didn't I tell you not to fucking say his name?" His hands grip your hips tightly as he starts to pump into you, pulling you back onto him with each thrust. He doesn't hold back, his pace rough and frantic with all his pent-up rage and jealousy.

You let out a moan, arching your back. Jake was rough, and it was shocking. But oh, it felt good. It felt better than anyone you had been with before. Jake knew your body so well and knew exactly how to make you lose control.

You dig your nails into his shoulders, neither caring about the deep red marks as you press into his skin. Your walls clench around him, each thrust bringing you closer to the edge of sanity.

Jake's voice breaks during one of his moans. "C-can't believe he saw you like this before. I f-fucking hate him. Only I'm allowed to see you like this," he pants and his movements become sloppy, holding your hips down tightly as he continues to fuck you mercilessly. And his movements continued to get more and more desperate, his words becoming incoherent as he kept mentioning your ex.

You could feel the familiar coil in your stomach tighten as you were pushed closer and closer to your breaking point. "P-please, m' gonna–" you gasp, clenching your teeth together as Jake's cock hits just the right spot inside you.

He uses a hand that was holding your hip to rub circles over your clit, trying to coax you to your orgasm. He then moves his other hand back to your lower belly, pressing down on it hard, like he did earlier. He hadn't done this before tonight, but you wish he had because you can feel his cock pressing against all the right spots even more now. You can't help but feel a bit jealous yourself, wondering who he learned that from.

But regardless, the added stimulation sent you over the edge, your body shaking as you came hard around Jake's cock, pulling some stray swears from him.

But Jake wasn't done with you yet. He kept fucking you, even as you rode out your orgasm, pushing you into overstimulation. You could barely form a coherent thought as he continued to pound into you, his own release still building inside him.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he grunted, his thrusts becoming shorter and rougher. "My pretty girl. I'm gonna cum all over your pretty face."

And with one final hard thrust, he pulled out, maneuvering himself to jerk off over your face.

You were cock drunk at this point, and your face must have shown this, as Jake chuckled deeply. He cooed, brushing his hand on your cheek and wiping away tears you didn't know had fallen. "Awe, who did this to you? Who's got you all fucked out like this?"

And you finally made out a broken "you" through your whines and panting.

"Yeah, that's right," your response makes his grin widen, seemingly with pride. "Me, not him," Jake spoke as if trying to convince himself more than you.

It only takes a couple more tugs before his hot release splatters across your face, his moans and deep laughter mixed with one another as he comes down from his high.

When he's done, he crawls to lay next to you, seemingly a whole new person.

His puppy-like personality is back, wearing the loving smile he always has when looking at you as he wipes his cum off your face with the corner of your sheets.

Afterwards, he peppers your face and lips with soft kisses, speaking equally soft words. "I'm sorry, baby," he nestles up next to you as you do the same thing, a small smile on your face, still kind of out of it. Was that too much? I've just been so moody lately because of…yeah."

"No, I just wish you'd talk to me and not let everything build up." You pout, placing your palm on his cheek before snorting out a laugh. "Not that it wasn't amazing. I've never seen you so possessive–it was hot."

He giggled at this, too, a soft blush rising in the apple of his cheeks.

"But really, talk to me next. You aren't okay after something like that. Okay?"

"Gotcha," He scoffs before peppering you with kisses all over again.

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Ahh!! I guess your my first anon 🌷 :)

Also, apologies for the insane word count, I yap a lot as you can tell 😅

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Enhypen As Doms (ot6 only)

Pairings: dom!enhypen x fem!reader

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Heeseung

He just exudes confidence in everything he does—he’s hot and he knows it, which he uses to his advantage in literally every scenario in his life. With just a raise of his eyebrow or a smirk on his lips, he can have you melting at his feet, begging for his attention.

He loves it when you beg for his touch, getting off on your neediness for him. And he'll make you beg (not that he’ll have to), basking in the control he has over you.

He would be a cocky mf. He would tilt his head and coo at you as you beg for him, pleading that you need him so badly, and he would just sit there condescendingly and be like “Awe, really?”

↳ or if he’s fucking you real good and you’re struggling to get out a coherent sentance, he’ll tilt his head and go “yeah?”

He’s the type to shush you if the volume of your moans go beyond whining and whimpering, even though with the way he’s fucking you, you should be screaming. He’s turned on by more of the fuck-you-in-secret type situation (ie. in your parents house, in a public bathroom, etc.). But moreover, he loves the way you struggle to keep quiet for him for the sole reason that you are doing so simply because he told you to.

He is happiest when things go his way, so you obeying him in bed will have him smirking like a goddamn psychopath.

Heeseung also gives off soft!dom vibes. He would take his time with you, fucking you slow and deep, kissing you softly and whispering into your skin how much he loves you.

His praise kink would carry over from his subby side, but more in the context of motivation. He will make you feel so good and ask you if you like it and to tell him how it feels, as if he doesn't already know—just because it spurs him on to know how good he’s doing.

Jake

He would be rough as hell, but you would love it. And it may be rough, but he’s thorough and does it well.

Regardless of if Jake doms or subs, he doesn’t have much control over himself. Jake is a weak, weak man and thinks primarily with his dick. He can't resist you and he'll show you just how much with his relentless, hours-long fucking.

He would fuck you to horny ass music like Chase Atlantic or something and have red LED lights turned on to put him in the mood. He’s practically a TikTok fuckboy under the sheets.

Unlike Heeseung, Jake wants you to be LOUD loud. He wants the whole building to know how good he’s doing you. And when he comes out of his room after to get you water, he’ll have the smuggest look on his face when he sees the other members, knowing they heard everything.

↳ if they aren’t out in the common areas of the appartment when he comes out of his room, he’ll go to the others’ rooms to brag about how good he fucked you, just for due diligence.

Even though he wants everyone to hear, he wants no one to see. He’s so possessive over you. He gets jealous and moody thinking about how other people have seen you before him, yet none of it is projected in his behavior to you. He adores and respects you too much for that.

He would praise you, throwing a “good girl” here and there into his moans (I know we’ve all heard the audio). He knows how much you love his voice and Aussie accent, so he would make sure to say a bunch of dirty shit into your ear as he pounds into you.

Again, pussy drunk Jake is cannon at this point. He would edge you for hours, not only because you like it, but it also means he can be shoved between your legs, eating you out for hours on end.

He’s obsessed with you and it shows, both in bed and in daily life. He’s always finding a way to touch you, whether it be grabbing your waist in the kitchen or squeezing your thigh while he drives.

Sunghoon

He would line up with a lot of how I wrote him in my first post, loving to tell you what to do. He would be relentless, if you don’t obey him, he’ll stop touching you until you listen.

Sunghoon would be so into voyeurism/exhibitionism. He would constantly ask you to get yourself off for him and leave you to your own devices, only letting you look at him. This would include watching you touch yourself, having you ride his thigh, etc.

↳ he would love having you watch him get off too. He would insist on jerking off over your face so you can see up close how you make him feel and so he could cum on your pretty face.

Sunghoon loves seeing you wet, whether it’s soaking wet in the shower, drenched in sweat, tears streaming down your face, or covered in his cum or spit, it’s such a big turn on for him.

↳ he would be the type to hit it in the shower, after claiming he just wanted to shower together to “prevent wasting water”.

He would be possessive and fuck you for hours if he gets jealous of you and another guy together. Unlike Jake, his possessiveness and jealousy would show in his behavior, whether it be him looking visibly upset or gripping your thighs or waist hard to ground himself and remember you’re really his. It’s kind of toxic, but to be honest it’s part of his charm.

He’s a spitter. He’ll spit on you, in your mouth, wherever he pleases, and you’ll let him.

He would get such an ego trip out of you sucking him off. He wouldn’t even fuck your face for the majority of the time, he would just sit back and watch you worship his dick with a sick, proud grin plastered on his face.

He would know how to use those pretty hands of his too. He knows how much you like them, and would run his nails over your sensitive skin because he knows it turns you on. He would finger you so well, and he knows he’s good at it too. Him and Jake both would give insane orgasms with their fingers, let’s be real.

Jay

He’s the type to be dom both inside and outside the bedroom. Inside the bedroom he could have you on your knees in a second flat, just by tapping your neck or shoulder a certain way. Outside the bedroom he could have you sitting on his lap just by a simple tap on his leg.

He’s the more “less outwardly” dom type of dom. Like he doesn’t “make sure you know who’s in charge,” because he doesn’t have to. You already know. It’s just the whole aura about him, kind of like the rich and sophisticated vibe.

Even when fucking you, he’s not as vocal or out there. He’s conditioned you to know what to do and so he doesn’t have to tell you to do much—and vise versa, he’s taken the time to get to know you like the back of his hand, so not much needs to be debriefed.

Jay can be such a service!top at times as well. Very much soft!dom vibes, while still keeping his stance.

He would buy you a bunch of toys, props, or lingerie sets for you to use and wear—often times they are expensive and nice looking.

Ever since I saw @sungiesbabygirl’s post, I can not stop thinking about head-pusher Jay. He would definitely grip his hands in your hair and sink your mouth down on his cock, making you take him until you gag and choke. (I can’t find their exact post, but this is a repost of it)

Jay is a simple man, and simple men get what they want.

Sunoo

I stand by Sunoo being massive tease, but in the complete other direction of when he subs. Instead of bringing you to the point where you beg for him to give up the teasing and let you touch him, he would rile you up until you’re begging for him to touch you.

He would even be teasing with kisses, leaning in and making you think he’s finally quit it and that he’ll finally kiss you—but then he’ll back away with a smirk on his face, watching you pout and whine desperately.

Foreplay would basically be him torturing you without ever laying a finger on you. And as frustrating as he is with it, it makes you so wet.

He would also be very cocky and would love to watch you fall apart for him. Maybe he would even tie you up to see how desperate you’d get from his teasing, unable to even touch yourself to get any sort of relief.

His favorite thing would be to make you ride him—but at that point he’s doing all the work, fucking you onto his cock. The only reason he has you on top at that point is to watch you struggle to stay upright and keep yourself together.

He would either make you ride him or he would fold you in half on your back, watching proudly as you grow incoherent with pleasure.

He would be the type of dom to get you to do what he wants literally just with a suggestion.

↳ could be something along the lines of: “oh, now my fingers are all dirty, how will they get clean?” With an innocent pout that he doesn’t even try to hide the fact that he’s faking it—and you’ll take his fingers right into your mouth, licking them clean without hesitation.

Jungwon

I feel like despite how put together Jungwon is normally on the job, irl he would have a massive temper—which he would harness that energy into fucking you. Like how he subs, he gets right into bed with you after he gets home. He comes home grumpy and pissed off? Well, at least you know you’ll be due for a good dicking down soon.

Similar to Jake, it would be rough and desperate. He would pin your hips down regardless of what position you guys are in. He’s hitting it from the back—the grip he has on your hips would be bruising. He’s fucking you in missionary—he’s pressing you into the mattress.

I saw this one Jungwon ghostface fic recently and it KILLED ME… Jungwon would definitely look forward to Halloween so he could fuck you in costume, preferably some sort of couples costume, where you’re dressed in the skimpiest clothes known to mankind.

Jungwon would pull your hair, fuck your face, then lick the tears off your cheeks. Everyone sees Jungwon as such a softie, but there’s no way with how stressed he is that this man has the mental capacity to be soft and vanilla. He likes to be rough and borderline mean.

He would degrade you a little bit, call you the basic things like “slut” or “whore” but give his own spin on them to make them hit harder. Yet, in some way, you still can’t seem to take them as actual insults, it’s more hot than anything.

I’m not going to lie, Jungwon gives off SEVERE hormonal/horny teenage boy vibes who gets all of his sexual motivations off pornhub. And he’s just acting on those impulses—but tbh it works so there’s nothing to complain about. (not literal teenage vibes, pls don't sexualize minors)

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givemefevrr · 1 month

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OKAY WAITTTT–

This Jake who can't keep his eyes off of your every move after you guys hook up, still drunk on the thought of you–even when he's all worn out, practically on the verge of falling asleep as he sips on the water you made him drink during aftercare.

!!!!!

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Do you write for male reader?

I mean, I assume that I could, since I’ve written member x member before—Though I don’t know how different and similar it would be from that, if that makes any sense….? I’ve never wrote male reader before so I’m not too sure how well it would turn out 😅

I can give you a solid maybe! I could probably try a bit on my own, look at some works, and then see how it goes. If anyone has any tips, lmk 🤍

#enhypen #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #smut #male reader #givemefevrr blog #givemefevrr

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So...

Pet play with top Jay and bottom Jake?

Buried in The Pillow (NSFW)

Pairings: Top!Jay x Bottom!Jake

Warnings: puppy/pet play, mild degradation, praise kink, pet names (good boy, puppy, pup, etc), anal sex, anal fingering, handjobs, rough sex, humiliation kink (?), hair-pulling, creampies, swearing

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The concert was a huge success, as always. ENHYPEN had put on an incredible performance, leaving their fans wanting more. But for the lucky few who had purchased the coveted encore pass, the night was far from over.

As Enhypen re-entered the now much-more empty venue for the encore event, they were greeted by their fans. Some were shaking with excitement, while others were holding handmade gifts and signs, all eagerly waiting to get a chance to meet the members up close. It was a smaller crowd of fans who had paid for a pass to this exclusive event.

Among the fans was one in particular. She had brought along a pair of puppy ears and a collar. She asked Jake to put on the puppy ears and collar for a photo. Jake eagerly agreed allowing her to help him put the items on.

As the night went on, Jake continued to wear the accessories, forgetting about them as he chatted with fans, signed autographs, and took pictures. But one person noticed his new look more than anyone else.

From across the crowd, Jay raised an eyebrow. He couldn't help but scoff at the sight, a smirk forming on his lips as he watched Jake interact with the fans.

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When they finally made it back to their shared hotel room, Jay stood from across the room, watching Jake set the bag of items he recieved from engenes, and noticing that Jake had taken the ears off at some point but the collar was still on.

Jay couldn't help but comment on Jake's appearance. “That puppy apparel you got really does it for you, huh?” he teased, crossing his arms over his chest.

Jake's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he took notice of the collar still wrapped around his neck. He couldn't believe he had forgotten to take it off. “Oh, I didn't even realize I had it on still,” he laughed nervously, scratching at the collar with his fingers.

Jay laughed at Jake’s flushed expression. He knew far too well how much Jake liked being called and treated like a puppy—and how that carried over into his sex life. He’s hit it so many times, leaving Jake drooling like a dog or whimpering, “I’m your good puppy, I’m yours,” over and over again like it was the only words he knew, that Jay couldn’t even remember how many times exactly. So, likewise, of course, he couldn't resist the opportunity to tease Jake a little more.

He stepped closer, running his own fingers over the collar and tilting Jake's chin up to look at him.

“Do you want me to fuck you in it tonight? Reward you for doing so well at the concert earlier?” Jay asked, his smirk growing wider when he saw the red flush that crept across Jake's face darken.

Jake bit his lip, nodding shyly as he looked away. But Jay was having none of that.

Jay pulled back on Jake's hair, earning a yelp and a wince. “Look at me when speaking to me.”

Jake obediently looked up at him, his eyes filled with desire and embarrassment. He nodded again, but this time, he couldn't resist letting out a small “please,” his voice was already slightly whiny and panting with anticipation.

Without another word, Jay leaned down and captured Jake's lips in a dominating kiss. He could feel Jake's body melting into his as he tongued around inside the boy’s mouth, pushing him back towards the bed, breaking the kiss, and whispering against Jake's lips, “Take off your clothes for me, baby.”

A shiver ran down Jake's spine at the command in Jay's voice, and he immediately obeyed. He always followed Jay’s orders so well. He undressed slowly, as well as he could, having been lying down. Jay sat back on his heels, watching the boy undress under him, struggling to push his jeans down and off his ankles.

Jake unzipped and took off the hoodie he had been wearing, leaving the white shirt underneath on, as he knows Jay tends to need something to hold onto, and Jake gets far too sweaty to have any grip.

“Good boy,” Jay groaned. —he also keeps it on for this. Jay slid his hands up the sides of Jake’s baggy t-shirt, pushing it up in the process, holding his waist and admiring the contrast of Jake’s tiny waist to his giant t-shirt.

It’s funny, really—how Jay has Jake keep his shirt, and it always ends up pushed all the way up to his chin anyway. Jay's eyes linger on him, causing Jake to squirm under Jay's gaze. It’s a habit of Jay’s.

“Such a pretty little thing,” Jay murmured, his voice dripping with pure hunger. He leaned back down and retook Jake’s lips.

Jay reveled in the soft noises Jake made as he played with the hardening buds on Jake’s chest, bucking his hips up desperately to try to get any friction on his now hard cock. Jay pinned his hips down, continuing to devour Jake’s lips. It was a warning, and Jake knew that.

After a little while, Jake becoming increasingly needy, Jay over him to rummage around the hotel’s side table to look for some lube, making a small satisfied noise upon finding a couple of packets and some condoms.

“You ready for prep?” Jay asked, kissing the side of Jake’s throat around the band that circled his neck. Jake mewled, choking back a complaint of Jay still being dressed while he was practically naked. He knew complaining wouldn’t go well, and he was determined to be the good boy he knows he is.

Jay sat back again, letting Jake turn to get on all fours, burying his face into the pillows beneath them. Jay hummed, again simply admiring the sight of Jake face down and ass up, running a hand along his spine and lower back.

Jake flinched when the lube dripped coldly around his hole, whining when Jay worked a finger in.

He let out a drawn-out sigh, “S’ nice,”

“Yeah?” Jay cooed, keeping a hand running along Jake’s back as he opened the boy up.

“Yeah, it’s been a while. Add another.” Jake sighed again, melting under the touch.

But instead, Jay paused his movements, and Jake whimpered. He felt Jay’s hand move to his hair, tugging back on it harshly. “Beg for it if you want it.”

Jake whimpered again, cheeks flushing darker in humiliation. “Please,”

Jay waited for more, tugging Jake’s hair harder.

“God— please, please, please just open me up, m’ so ready for your cock. Please—“

Jay apparently deemed that as enough, as his touch returned to Jake’s hole, slipping three fingers in, using the leftover lube that hadn’t dried on his skin yet. Jake winced and folded in on himself at the stretch. It was a big leap from one finger to three. But he couldn’t move around too much, as Jay's grip on his hair limited his movement.

Soon Jake was squirming on his fingers, pushing back onto them as his cock leaked onto the sheets below him.

Tortuous as always, Jay sped up his movements, curving and scissoring open his fingers inside the boy.

He could tell Jake was getting close already, he himself almost creaming in his jeans, too. It’s been forever since they’ve been able to properly fuck, so they are both sensitive and rightfully so.

Jay groaned at the sight—he always seems to do that. And with one last tug of Jake’s hair, he backed off, his fingers leaving Jake’s hole again and his touch disappearing entirely as he hopped off the bed.

Jake almost whined at the loss before Jay spoke again, almost frantically. “Shit, where are your ears. Wanna fuck you in them so bad,” Jay mumbled to Jake from across the room, quickly rummaging through Jake’s luggage and items from the encore event.

Jay found them before Jake could answer, rushing back over to Jake as fast as he could while stumbling to get his clothes off.

Jake was still obediently waiting on all fours for Jay to return, watching him underdress hurriedly.

“Turn around,” Jay grunted the command as he got back on the bed as if he didn’t immediately manhandle Jake right after telling him to flip on his back, doing the work for him.

He put the ears on Jake as soon as Jake’s fucked-out face came into his line of sight. They were clip-ons, which was coincidentally great for this situation, as it gave leeway for Jay to pull his hair still.

“T-this is messed up, isn’t it? They’re from the fans,” Jake stutters under the intensity of Jay’s dark gaze.

“I’m sure the fans would be overjoyed to hear their little Jakey is using their gifts to live out all of his slutty fantasies,” Jay scoffed, ramming his cock into Jake without warning.

Jake gasped, the stretch sudden and a little painful from the lack of lube and longer prep. As much as Jay loved backshots, he had to see Jake in those ears. They barely fucked facing each other, so the eye contact made everything feel more intense.

The clip-on ears bounced up and down with every thrust, punching small noises out of Jake on every beat. He was still adjusting to the stretch even as Jay moved, and Jay could see the struggle Jake was determined to endure until it felt better.

Jay noticed this and chuckled darkly, “Good boy. You love taking my cock like this, don’t you? My good little puppy.”

Jake nodded, cheeks flushed with pleasure and embarrassment. Jay showed him some mercy, spitting on his hole as he continued to thrust into him, helping the slide feel much, much better.

Jake moaned at the constant pressing on his prostate—a signal that Jay noticed, and he picked up the pace. Jake felt like he was floating at this point, completely lost in the way Jay was fucking into him. His mind was pretty close to blank save for the feeling of being dicked down. Call him a cockwhore if you want; he would probably agree with you.

Jay’s grip tightened even more on Jake’s hips as he thrust harder and faster, determined to make Jake fall apart. “Who do you belong to?” he growled, his voice dripping with possessiveness.

“Y-you,” Jake stuttered, feeling close to the edge. He knew the correct answer he had to give to get what he wanted.

Jay’s hand snaked down and began stroking Jake’s cock in time with his thrusts, pushing him even closer to his release. “That’s right, all mine,” Jay hissed.

“P-please m’ so close..” Jake whined, grinding up into Jay’s cock in sync with his thrusts. “Wanna cum..”

Jay cocked his head condescendingly, “Hm? You want it that bad?”

Jake nodded frantically, his heart pounding as he knew he couldn’t last much longer. What would Jay say if he came so early?

Jake took Jay’s actions as a sign that it was okay, though, as he circled his thumb around the head of Jake’s cock just the way he knew he liked it. And Jake’s body shook as he let himself go, his release shooting out onto his stomach.

“Yeah, that’s it, pup,” Jay grumbled into the air between them.

With a couple more hard thrusts, he spilled into Jake’s still trembling body, almost collapsing on top of Jake, both of them panting and sweating. He doesn’t think he’s ever cum that hard in his life.

The two just lay there catching their breath for a few moments before Jay pulled out and settled beside Jake, his cum slowly leaking out of Jake's used hole.

It took Jake a little while to come out of the floaty little headspace he was in, but when he realized the sensation, he turned to Jay slightly, incoherently complaining and pushing Jay weakly. “You didn’t even use the condoms you found,” he scolds in a whiny voice. “I’m going to have to spend hours cleaning your jizz out of me now.”

Jake pulled his shirt down from where it was bunched up at his chest the whole night and began cleaning his own cum off his stomach. He was about to sit up, but Jay wrapped an arm around him as a barrier, pulling him back down.

Jay sighed as he got comfortable with Jake in his arms, who was actively struggling to get out of his hold. Jay was stronger than Jake, so his attempts to escape were futile.

Eventually, Jake stopped his efforts with a frustrated huff, only making Jay cuddle him closer, who seemed to be falling asleep.

“I’ll eat you out real good later, don’t worry. Let’s just rest for a little while.” Jay promised, on the verge of knocking out for the night.

And stupidly, Jake believed him, letting him fall asleep as he reached for the remote to put on whatever lousy reality TV show the hotel television had on cable.

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