jeerakeliye

[jeerakeliye]

"are you really going to get your nipples pierced? but—" heeseung started, concerned about the younger one.

"really, hyung?" jay asked, chuckling softly at hee's sweetness. "i have like, 7 ear piercings and a lip piercing too." he further added, grinning confidently at heeseung. "also, it's just one nipple. so don't you worry, heeseungie hyungie," he explained, gently tapping on heeseung's shoulder.

"i'll be just fine," said jay, as sunghoon and jake cheered for him, excited to see the results of his yet another impulsive decision.

scylla, the name of the shop was rather unique.

"hello, this is park jongseong," he informed the beautiful brunette girl at the counter. "and i have an appointment today, at 3 pm." that brunette had started eye-fucking him shamelessly. she loved how sharp his jawline was, and how hot he looked with all those piercings, tattoos, and golden highlights. agreeably, so did everyone. jay had always been this kind of person to love attention and absolutely cherished the idea of the world revolving around him. he was hot and he knew it.

she handed him some documents to fill up before getting pierced so as to gather information about his allergic history if he had any. "you may go inside room number 2, our artist is waiting for you." she said, blinking at him and setting up the documents in a manila folder. jay didn't miss the chance to smirk at her, thrilled to face a new event.

"y/n?"

"jongseong?" you barked, discarding the mask on your face, never breaking eye contact with jay.

"wait what—" jay frowned, checking you out from top to bottom, making you feel smaller and self-conscious under his look.

jay discarded his shirt and sat on the chair, still amazed at the encounter, his chiseled body in complete display. "aren't you that hot nerd who always inhabited the very first bench and scored a whooping a+ in every assignment and exam?"

he kept talking without even letting you open your mouth, just like old times.

"how did you end up here?" he asked, stopping to catch some breath.

still keeping quiet, you open a drawer to wear new pair of gloves after sanitizing your hands. preparing your pieces of equipment on a tray, you slide your chair closer to his seat.

"let's just say i eventually found out what made me happy, and not my parents."

"but, babe—" you stopped him mid tracks, placing a finger on his lips and smirking at him.

"now listen to me, pretty boy," you announced. "you're here to get your nipple pierced, right? let's get into business because i hate distractions." you loved how you didn't sound anything like the old y/n. his breath hitched. blushing at your words, he nodded like the good boy he was. was he the same jay? the heartthrob who was way too out of everyone's league? he was undoubtedly the most handsome boy in your university, but his short-tempered fuckboy nature made him even more desirable. the fact that his cheeks and ears reddened at your fingertips fueled your ego. the bad boy, jay, was shy. how cute.

"jay, you can either choose barbells or hoops, although barbells tend to heal faster and they don’t move around as much. different metals are gold, silver, and titanium. i recommend titanium if your skin is sensitive as it's hypoallergenic and not very problematic.” you wrapped up, scanning his pretty face. nervousness evident on his face.

"i'll go with the barbells, please," he whispered, trying his best to not sound nervous.

"good choice, hm," you encouraged, earning a smile from him. "here's the process; i'll rub some alcohol on it and then flick it to make sure it's hard enough to be pierced."

collecting some alcohol on a cotton swab, you cleaned his nipples tenderly. his heartbeat fastened as you flicked his nipple and attached the nipple clamps. you looked up and smiled at him.

"relax, yeah?" you said, giving him a thumbs up. "it's gonna be ok, breathe."

"princess, it's not my first time," he pouted, clearly trying to hide his embarrassment. "look," he said, rolling his lip piercing with his tongue.

"ok, here we go," you said, inserting the needle and then the barbell. his chest heaved up and down as a breathy whine slipped off his tongue. that went straight to your core. that's exactly how he would sound if you got a chance to make him feel good. fuck.

his chest heaved as he struggled to control his breathing. messy hair sticking to his forehead, he sat up. "you did well, pretty boy," you praised him, tracing his barely prominent abs. "such a good boy."

he melted into your touch, his cock growing harder and harder with each passing second. "y/n, please–" he mumbled, gripping your wrist.

"please what, doll? you teased him further.

Ii w-want you to touch me and help me with that, please." jay stuttered, indicating at his boner, feeling timid under your aura.

removing your gloves, you sat in between his legs and unbuttoned his pants with your mouth. you kept massaging his inner thighs. jay moaned when he felt your soft breath on his lower abdomen. you unzipped his pants with your teeth lazily making him whimper.

you pulled down his boxers and kissed the tip of his member, now dripping and red with arousal.

"fuck," he moaned and bit his lip.

"like this, baby boy?" you raised an eyebrow, pumping his cock in your hand.

"mhm…" he hummed, pressing his lips together to avoid a high-pitched moan.

"tone it down, doll," you said giving tiny licks to his sensitive tip. "we don't want the people outside to hear us," you said, wrapping your lips around his length as you slowly began bobbing your head up and down. he tasted warm and salty. gripping your hair, he kept staring at your pretty face taking him in all at once, his tip hitting your throat. you gagged a little as he unexpectedly jerked his hips. your hand-kept pumping his length and tracing random patterns on his inner thigh. light tremors of sensation built into rumbles of pleasure, leading to an orgasm that hit him like an earthquake, making him shudder. but to his surprise, you stopped before things could've escalated. jay groaned as you stood up, wiping your lips behind your hand.

"we'll send along the list of dos and don'ts. just remember, piercings are semi-permanent modifications and will close up rather quickly if you go without jewellery for too long." you said, discarding the used stuff into the garbage bin. "also, don't play with it, and uh, don't let anyone either." you added smugly, smirking at him. you wanted to test his patience.

but instead of complaining about it, jay surely had some other plans for you. "take care of it, baby boy." you said in a sing-along voice, winking at him and evacuating the compartment.

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a soft knock on your door disturbed your skincare routine before sleeping. you were still in your bathrobe, hair damps after a soothing shower. you were unknowingly annoyed at that person for disturbing you at a late hour.

opening the door, you see jay in a plain white shirt tucked inside his ripped jeans with a silver chain adorning his neck.

"missed me, doll? interrogated jay, walking into your house with an expressionless face. his gaze and nickname made you weak in the knees. you should've changed into something before opening the door, you thought to yourself.

"j-jay why are you here? a-and who gave you my address? if it's about the peircing, this is not the place." he kept walking towards you until your back hit a table near your door.

"jay, i think you should leave," you said, biting your lip nervously, putting a hand between you and his body.

moving your hair aside for better access, jay kissed your neck. he licked a long stripe from your neck to your ear, whiffing in your fragrance. "mhm, sweet, you smell so delicious."

"please—" your voice faded away just when jay pulled you to him by the knot of your bathrobe, kissing you deeply.

"kiss me back if you want me to stay," he said in between the kiss as he swiped his tongue over your lower lip and started sucking on it.

you melt into jay's embrace, wrapping your hands around his neck. he started kneading the flesh of your ass harshly, your ass cheeks jiggling to his playful spanks.

"take it off for me, come on," he mumbled palming your breasts while pressing wet kisses on your neck.

you slipped off the only piece of cloth on your body as his fingers found your wetness.

"fucking look at yourself," he said teasing your hole with a finger. "you wanted me to leave, didn't you?" he was touching you everywhere except where you needed him the most. "then why are you dripping? huh?"

"jay, please touch me." you whimpered.

jay raised your leg and supported it with his forearm, inserting two fingers inside your hole, he started pumping his fingers although bitterly slow.

"why did you leave me hanging that day, slut." he growled. you stared at him astonished by his new name for you.

"aw, doll, do you like that name?" he taunted, still going very slow. you bucked your hips desperately, wanting his movements to be faster.

"you want me to go faster?" he said, adding in a third finger. you bobbed your head, moaning at the stretch.

"use your tongue, kitten." he whispered biting your collar bone.

"jay, faster, please. i want to cum." you whined, pushing your hips into his hands. jay sped his digits, the soft squelch of your wet pussy growing louder with every pump of his fingers. you moaned his name as he urged you closer and closer to your orgasm. you felt the world spinning. just as you felt you were gonna cum, jay took out his fingers and forced it into your mouth. you whined and denied sucking on his fingers, making him chuckle at your state.

"you're cumming on my cock, princess," he smiled allowing you to hop on him as you wrap your legs around his waist. stumbling hastily and placing open-mouthed kisses on your jaw he made his way to your bedroom.

you looked fucked out. you were confused whether or not the reflection you were observing in the mirror in front of your bed was yours. jay pounded into you from behind, one hand wrapped around your neck, another hand gripping your waist.

smirking to himself, he spread your legs by his knees. jay had warned you to keep looking at the mirror and you did it like the sweet girl you were. "look at my fat cock going in and out of your needy hole, you're taking me in so well," he said, his dark eyes never leaving the reflection in the mirror. the way he was dragging his hips deeply and hitting every spot inside you. "such a good girl, such a good fucking girl," he praised, slamming his cock endlessly as fat sobs rolled off your cheeks.

"i've been thinking about this since that day," he whispered breathing heavily.

you kept moaning his name, clutching your sheets as you came undone all over his cock. soon after jay filled you up, cumming inside you the moment he felt you clenching around his length.

he pressed soft and gentle kisses down your spine as you shuddered due to the feeling of his soft lips. collapsing into the bed he pulled you into his arms and kissed you all over your face. "y/n, we'll go for a round two if you allow me to stay here tonight." he sneered, intertwining fingers with you.

you climbed on top of him and pushed him down and pinned his hands to the bed. your eyes dark with lust.

"but how about you prove to mommy that you're worthy of another round with her?"

fuck. he loved you this way.