tangledbutterflies

[tangledbutterflies]

mine : pjs

PAIRING: best friend!jay x best friend!fem!reader

GENRE: smut

WARNINGS!!!!! pwp, hard dom!jay, sub!reader, he's a little obsessed, unprotected sex, we got another yearner, overstimulation, bulging kink, dacryphilia

WORD COUNT: 2.4K

SUMMARY: Jay silently yearns for his bratty, oblivious best friend until jealousy and desire finally erupt into possession, proving she was always his.

Your legs, long and sheathed in sheer black tights, vanish into the snowy, white Valentino boots that click against the stone steps of the private school courtyard. There’s no hurry in your stride, no reason to rush. When you're born with money and madness in equal measure, time bends around you. And right now, you’re smiling lazily, lips glossed to perfection, blowing on the whipped cream of your overpriced latte while Yeonjun tells you something you barely register.

Jay watches from across the lawn, surrounded by his group of friends from the Rugby team. Man spreading like the iron bench he’s seated on is a throne, black varsity jacket unzipped to reveal the tight black shirt stretched over his chest. He holds a cigarette between his fingers, unlit. Just for the tension.

You don’t look at him. Not yet. You rarely do in public unless it’s to steal his hoodie, or beg him to drive you home when you’re tipsy, or ask if your hair looks better up or down.

 He always says down. He wants to see it splayed across his pillow someday.

You’re bratty. Spoiled. Unattainable. The kind of girl who pouts when her martini is slightly too warm and leaves a party the second she’s bored. You kiss boys you don’t even like and post it on your private story because you know Jay will see it.

And Jay? He sees everything.

“Bro, she’s unreal,” Sunghoon mutters, following the curve of your calves with his eyes as you strut by. “Like, not even real real. Just some designer muse come to life.”

Jake grins, nudging Jay. “Tell me again how you’re just friends? ’Cause if she looked at me like that—”

“She didn’t look at you,” Jay cuts in smoothly, flicking ash from a cigarette that isn’t even lit. Irritated.

Heeseung whistles low. “She’s the kind of girl that ruins your life and walks away smiling. You think she even knows how many guys she’s got in love with her?”

Jay doesn't answer. His eyes never leave you.

He watches the way you laugh at something Yeonjun says, your head tilted back, that perfectly glossed mouth parted. You're wearing sunglasses that cover half your face, but Jay knows your eyes are half-lidded, smug. You live for the attention, admiration, chaos.

“She looks like she tastes expensive,” someone murmurs behind him.

Jay's fingers twitch around the cigarette.

They can talk all they want.

They don’t know what your laugh sounds like when it’s real. They’ve never seen your bare face in the morning, grumbling about hangovers. They’ve never sat through one of your rants about how your driver brought the wrong Chanel heels, or watched you cry when your mother forgot your birthday again.

Jay has.

And he knows, beneath the gloss and designer and diamond cut coldness, you’re soft. Warm. Reckless with everything except your heart.

That’s what he wants most.

Not just to fuck you. Not just to win.

But to have you.

All of you.

It’s Sunghoon’s birthday, which means penthouse. Unlimited champagne. Designer drugs and secrets that will never leave the chandelier lit walls. You're wearing a dress that clings to you like sin, tiny straps digging into your smooth shoulders, fabric riding high on your thighs every time you cross your legs. You're perched on the couch, laughing into a red solo cup with a guy whose name Jay can’t remember. And he doesn’t care. What matters is the way the guy is looking at you. Like he might be stupid enough to try.

Jay’s jaw ticks. He downs his drink in one go, sets it on the bar, and stalks across the room.

“Hey, princess,” he drawls, voice low and dangerous as he leans down by your ear. “That seat taken?”

You look up, eyes widening slightly, then softening with that dangerous little smirk he hates.

“Jealous, Jay?” you ask, sipping from your cup. “He was just being friendly.”

“He was imagining his mouth between your thighs.”

You laugh. You always laugh. Like he’s joking. Like he’s not two seconds from slamming that guy’s head into the marble coffee table. Like he’s not a second a way from completely losing it over you.

Later, when you're drunk, never sloppy of course, just delightfully tipsy, you're clinging to Jay's arm in the lift, chin tucked into his shoulder as his hands circles your waist. As always, just like after every night out, he’s here to take care of you. His penthouse a witness to all your drunken habits by now.

“Why don’t you date anyone?” you ask, glossy eyes looking up at him. Curiosity adding a shimmer that makes it harder not to kiss you.

“Because I’m in love with a spoiled little rich girl who doesn’t even know she’s mine,” he mutters.

You blink. “What?”

He looks down at you. “Nothing.”

The elevator dings. His penthouse. His rules.

You're on his bed, legs curled under you, coat off, dress riding high. Your makeup is smudged just slightly, your hair a mess from the wind. 

So pretty.

Jay sits on the floor in front of you, tugging off your heels, his touch surprisingly gentle.

“Why are you always so nice to me?” you ask.

He looks up, eyes darker than you’ve ever seen them. “Because you’re mine, even if you don’t know it.”

You laugh again, but there’s something off. A tremble in your voice.

“That’s toxic, Jay.”

“Yeah,” he says, voice raw. “It is.” You don’t say anything after that.

The silence that follows his words is thick; quiet, but charged. You sit there, barely breathing, your glossy lips parted like maybe you’re going to speak. But instead, you just blink slowly, lashes heavy, letting your gaze drop.

Jay watches you for a beat longer before moving. He pushes up from the floor without a word, walking toward the bathroom. You hear water running, then the soft rustle of a drawer opening. When he comes back, he’s holding a warm, damp cloth in one hand and a bottle of micellar water in the other.

You say nothing.

He kneels beside the bed again and gently tilts your chin up. His touch is careful, reverent, like you’re something fragile that might break under too much pressure. The cloth is warm against your skin, and you sigh at the feeling, eyes fluttering shut as he wipes away the remnants of mascara, your red lip, the faint shimmer on your cheekbones.

His thumb smooths over your jaw afterward, lingering like he doesn’t want to stop touching you.

You open your eyes slowly, meeting his gaze. It’s dark. Starving. And soft.

“You do this for all your girls?” you murmur, voice teasing but quiet.

His smile is tight, almost pained. “I don’t have girls, remember?”

He reaches for the bottle of toner next and sweeps it across your cheeks, fingers brushing your skin like a secret. The moment is so gentle it makes your heart ache.

When he’s done, he stands and moves to the dresser, grabbing one of his oversized black t-shirt, the one that you always steal cause it still smells like him no matter how many times you wash it.

“Put it on.” he says, voice low but soft. You obey.

You change while he wanders off, coming back in again with a glass of water. 

When you’re settled beneath his duvet, clean and warm, he reaches over to switch off the bedside lamp, casting the room in a quiet blue glow from the skyline outside.

Then, without asking, he slips into bed beside you.

You should protest. But you don’t.

Jay’s arm curls around your waist like it belongs there, pulling you close until your back is flush to his chest. You can feel his heartbeat against your spine, steady and strong, even when everything else between you is anything but.

“I don’t get you,” you whisper after a long pause, voice slurred with sleep.

He presses his nose to the crown of your head, breathing you in like he needs it to survive.

“You don’t have to,” he murmurs. “Just let me be here.”

You don’t answer, but you don’t pull away either.

And when your breathing evens out, and you finally drift off in his arms, Jay stays awake a little longer.

Just holding you.

Just memorising what it feels like to have you this close, even if you don’t quite know what it means yet.

Because tonight, even if only in sleep, you’re his.

You disappear for two days after that.

No texts. No calls. No likes on your Instagram stories. It’s not like you, and Jay knows it.

He tries not to spiral. He tells himself you’re just busy, probably off somewhere with that guy from the party. The one who looked at you like he deserved to. Like he had a right to.

Jay punches a hole in his bathroom wall that night.

You come back on Monday, a new Hermès bag on your arm and a hickey just barely hidden beneath your silk scarf.

Jay sees red.

He corners you after class, dragging you into the supply closet at the end of the east wing hallway. Your gasp echoes softly in the dark.

“Jay, what the—”

“Who was it?” he growls. “The guy. Tell me.”

“You’re insane.”

“No,” he says, voice low and trembling, “I’m in love with you. And I’m losing my mind because you keep pretending like you don’t fucking know.”

You go still. The air is thick with tension, pressed bodies, and all the things you’ve both been pretending not to feel.

“Say something,” he whispers.

“I didn’t know,” you say, voice fragile.

“Bullshit.”

And his mouth crashes onto yours.

You’re not sure how you ended up here, everything a blur as both of your pent up emotions crashes down until you suddenly find yourself being bent over his mattress, cheek pressed into the sheets, panties pushed to the side like you were nothing more than his to use, orgasm after orgasm.

“I thought you liked acting like a tease,” Jay grits, voice low and dangerous in your ear, one hand fisted in your hair, the other gripping your hip like a vice. “Look at you now, baby. Dripping all over my cock.”

You choke on a moan, nails clawing at the bed as his hips snap forward again, thick cock pounding into you with relentless, punishing rhythm. He’s so deep, it feels like he’s in your stomach. Like he owns every part of you, inside and out.

“J-Jay, fuck! it’s - fuck, too much, s’too much,” you sob, voice muffled by the sheets, slick and breathless and trembling.

He just laughs darkly, leaning over you to press his chest to your back, cock still buried in your cunt. “Nah, baby,” he breathes, dragging his tongue up the side of your neck before sucking hard on your pulse point. “You can take it. This pretty pussy’s made for me, yeah? made to be ruined.”

Your walls flutter around him at that, involuntarily. He feels it, groaning as he tightens his grip.

“Fuck, baby. Feel that? She likes it. She likes being used,” he growls, pulling out just enough to slam back in, harder. Deeper. Your body jolts up the bed from the force. “So tight, princess. So fucking wet. Got me addicted, huh?”

You can’t answer, not properly. Especially not when your brain is melting from how perfectly his cock is hitting that spot inside you, again and again, your legs shaking as he comes up to his knees, pressing the small of your back to make your arch deeper.

“Jay, I can’t!” your voice breaks, tears spilling from your lashes as your orgasm builds like a tsunami.

He pulls out just to flip you over, manhandling you into place before slamming back inside in one brutal thrust. Your back arches off the bed with a scream.

“That’s it,” he hisses, eyes dark with lust as he watches your tits bounce with each thrust, sweat slicking your body, your lips trembling from overstimulation. “You look so fucking pretty when you cry.”

Then he leans down to kiss you; it’s deep and filthy, his tongue invading your mouth while his cock drills into your fluttering cunt. Your moans are swallowed, your pleas ignored, his hips unrelenting.

“Feel me, baby? m’so deep, you feel me right here?” he grunts, pressing a hand to your lower belly where his cock bulges through.

Your head lolls back, mouth open in a silent cry. “Yes, yes! I feel you, fuck it’s so good, Jay. So good!”

He chuckles, but it’s dark. Possessive. “Yeah? you gonna cum? gonna cum all over my cock like a good girl?”

Your body tenses. “M’gonna cum, please. Don’t stop!”

“Then fucking cum for me, baby” he growls, snapping his hips even faster, each thrust now animalistic, skin slapping, wet and obscene.

So you break. Your orgasm tearing through like lightning, leaving your vision white, your body convulsing around him, sobbing through the pleasure that feels like too much and not enough.

But Jay is insatiable when it comes to you.

“That’s it, baby,” he pants, watching you fall apart. “Cum on this cock. Give it to me. Cry for me. Claim me” until you’re wailing, incoherent and soaked, tears streaming down your face as your body trembles from the high. But Jay wants more. He always needs more.

He slips a hand between your thighs, rubbing quick circles over your clit, his cock still pistoning deep inside.

“M’not done with you, baby. Not ‘til you’re fucked dumb. Not ‘til you forget every guy but me.”

And so you accept every brutal thrust with a cockdrunk smile.

In the aftermath, you wake up in his bed, sunlight soft across your bare shoulder. Jay is already awake, watching you like you might disappear.

“You’re staring.”

“Can you blame me?”

You roll over and bury your face in his chest.

“I don’t know what this means.”

“It means I love you,” he says simply.

You pause. “Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Okay… I think I love you too.”

He smiles, real and rare.

You still fight. He still gets too angry sometimes. You’re chaos and sugar. He’s obsession and sharp edges.

But every night, he pulls you into his arms.

And every time he kisses you, it’s like he’s saying: mine, mine, mine.

And finally, finally, you believe him.

[tangledbutterflies]

all that glitters : psh (teaser)

PAIRING: rich kid!sunghoon x fem!reader

GENRE: smut

WARNINGS!!!!! pwp, soft dom!/hard dom!sunghoon, big dick!sunghoon :) sub!reader, he's a YEARNER, unprotected sex, praise kink, dumbification, dacryphilia, obsessed!sunghoon, overstimulation, breeding kink

WORD COUNT: tba

RELEASE DATE: tba

There’s a gentle brutality in how the world is run. 

It’s in the glint of the diamonds worn around chained wrists, cuffed and restrained; a prisoner masked in opulence.

It’s in the hollowness of a greeting; a polite nod, a suit and a tie obscuring the sharpness in their eyes.

And sometimes, it comes in the form of Park Sunghoon.

He’s the cold, quiet heir to a luxury hotel empire, always lingering at the edge of parties in his tailored suits, eyes sharp, lips silent. His name spoken in hushed whispers. He’s not part of your immediate group, but you run in the same circles, typical rich kids playing pretend in penthouses and private yachts.

You're the kind of girl no one can ignore, beautiful, bratty, and dripping with money and attitude. Spoiled to perfection, impossible to please. The type to flirt with boys you don’t even like just to watch them squirm, always teasing, always out of reach.

But you never notice him.

Sunghoon has been watching you for years, obsession buried under silk and restraint. He knows your favourite drink, the scent of your perfume, the way your laugh changes when you're tipsy. He isn’t shy; just the type to watch, to wait. 

You’re half-bored, lips glossed and mouth smart when he finally snaps.

Except he doesn’t yell. He doesn’t drag you away. He corners you with a quiet intensity, the kind that almost makes you forget you’re surrounded by watching eyes. His voice low, hands gentle but firm, on the brink but never crossing any boundaries.

You giggle at first.

But the look in his eyes shuts you up real quick.

You’re used to being wanted. You’re not used to being obsessed over.

And when he finally touches you, after years of quiet obsession, of pretend. He makes it clear: you’re his now, and he’s going to ruin you in the softest, slowest, filthiest way possible.

[tangledbutterflies]

omg I love your writing😩😩😩😩😩 can I please request for a soft dom!jaehyun smut please? he’s in love but also really wants to fuck her you know? lmao idk what i’m saying but yeah😭

fond : jjh

PAIRING: romantic!jaehyun x fem!reader

GENRE: smut, fluff

WARNINGS!!!!! pwp, soft dom!jaehyun to hard dom!jaehyun, big dick!jaehyun, sub!reader, unprotected sex, doggy style, oral, fingering, praise kink, dumbification, morning sex, overstimulation, breeding kink, they’re so in love it’s sickening

WORD COUNT: 2.2K

SUMMARY: jaehyun treats you like a princess but fucks you like a pornstar

soft, you were so soft. jaehyun thinks this must be what heaven feels like as you snuggle closer, early morning light peeking through the blinds and rousing you from your sleep

“hey, pretty girl” his voice was low, almost a whisper “you awake?” the sound was deep, husky morning voice sending tingles throughout your body

you looked up at him, still cuddled to his chest and half-awake, barely understanding anything but still nodding and giving in a slight moan. jaehyun soaks up the sight of you, only his shirt that’s sizes way too big and cute lacy panties covering you up, sleepy eyes and soft skin making him fall deeper

“look at my baby, so cute” he coos, hand caressing your cute cheeks. he can smell your scent, vanilla and something warm that reminds him of spring, memories of you and him that he relives with every inhale

you closed your eyes, leaning in closer to his warm palm and sighing softly. everything about the moment was pure bliss, jung jaehyun was every bit warm and blissful and you love him for it

he pulled you closer, strong arms circling around your waist until you’re just centimetres apart, the soft warmth of your body enrapturing his mind and corrupting his thoughts. one of his hands went up to rest against your cheek, thumb sensually rubbing your lower lip while his eyes follow the movement until they were locking with yours

“kiss me” a whisper and your lips were touching his. soft, you were so soft. the feel of your lips was heavenly, angelic and holy, and suddenly he can’t think straight

“i love you” sweet confessions moaned into each other's mouth and his tongue was there. exploring lovingly and claiming territory

you pulled on his hair, tussling the soft locks as you got lost in his kiss, still lying on his chest with him on his back. his big hand were suddenly tracing your back, going down, down, down until your plump ass was on his fingers

grabbing and clenching the soft cheeks on his giant palms, you whined loudly. “yeah? you like me playing with your ass, pretty girl?” he asked softly pulling away from your lips, staring at you already looking cock drunk and fucked out, lips red and swollen

“love it jae, love it s’much” you whined feeling dazed “bet your pussy is already soaking, huh?” he murmured, a hand trailing down to your leaking cunt to cup the mound “fuck you’re soping wet, baby” he hissed feeling up your wet pussy, rubbing his index and middle finger up and down over your lace undies

“jae p-please” his ministration causing you to whine and wither, fingers feeling too good, too much “stay still, pretty girl. need to make this pussy cum” his buff arms held you down, making sure you don’t move too much as his fingers slipped your panties to the side, long digits rubbing your cunt raw

“jae wanna cum, please m-make me cum” your pleas sounds cute, angelic voice such a stark contrast from his stubborn fingers slowly dipping in your pussy “don’t worry, pretty girl. m’gonna make you cry for me” and suddenly his fingers are inside you, knuckles deep and thrusting in and out

you feel your legs twitch as you release a cry, overwhelmed from pleasure and head already dizzy with his strong arms still keeping you down, making you stay still and take it

“fuck jae feels s-so good” you breathed out, head nuzzled on his neck trying to hide away from the pleasure

“look at you, baby” his cooing sounds almost like a mock “my cock aint even inside you yet but you’re already crying” he chuckled, amused at your sensitive body

crying out, his fingers were hitting so deep you can’t help but tilt near the edge “oh god jae m’gonna cum” your eyes tearing up from ecstasy “let go, pretty girl. cum” he comforts you, other hand rubbing your back while the other ruins your pussy for anyone else “cum for me, pretty. it’s ok” and you see white, orgasm blinding your vision until you’re seeing stars

“there you, baby. did so good for me” dry hand pushing your hair back away from your pretty face “do you still want my cock?” his question making your red face even more flushed “yes please jae” your answer ended up muffled in his chest, too shy to look at him

he clicked his tongue, “baby look at me, you still want to get fucked right?” his words got even more lewd making you pout “yes please jae, don’t tease me” you feel tears pricking your eyes, overwhelmed from wanting too much

jaehyun responded by pushing you under him, broad shoulders engulfing your whole body and making you feel so small. “i’ll fuck you like how you deserved to be fucked princess, don’t worry” and he’s ripping of your panties

“JAE!” you shrieked from surprise, “you can’t keep doing that” your lips formed in a pout, feeling a little annoyed that he ruined another good pair of your panties “m’sorry baby, can’t help it” he whispers an apology and before you could answer back, his lips were suddenly on you. searing kiss making your body warm up, his soft lips making your forget about anything

“jae please fuck me, just want you to fuck me” you whined, arms around his neck and face flushed from the lack of air. the kiss making your breathless

“i will, pretty girl.you gotta be patient for me” the whisper across your lips sounds sensual and you can’t help but moan at the way he sits up to lower down his gray sweatpants that never fails to make his already huge bulge even bigger, not even bothering to take off his shirt

his pulls it down to reveal his aching cock, underwear nowhere in sight as he prefers going commando when sleeping, the tip looking red and angry with a prominent vein going under

“face down, ass up for me baby” he sigh as his hand starts stroking his member, giant hand looking tiny compared to his hard cock

you obeyed immediately, feeling desperate and wanton for his dick “fuck what a pretty cunt” he hisses, spreading your plump cheeks apart to peek at your wet cunt

jaehyun can’t help but curse while giving your pussy little kisses, your scent clouding his senses with lust and need. he can’t help himself when he licks your pussy, taste hitting his tastebuds and fuck, you’re the most delicious meal he’ll ever have

his arms lock you in your place as he eats you out from behind, busy tongue and mouth working wonders on your pussy lips. you feel like flying from the sensations he’s giving you “jaehyun please s-stop, can’t t-take it” your voice sound pornographic, shaky and overwhelmed as you try to pull away from his touch, already close to another orgasm

“stay still, pretty. gonna make you cum for me again” and he was back to eating you out, slick mouth against your pussy. licking and thrusting deep inside you until you feel like you were floating, orgasm crashing in so abruptly you were left shaking and sobbing

“what a good girl, baby. giving me so much” jaehyun muttered while trailing kisses up your back, warm hands rubbing your body trying to soothe the shaking until you were back down to earth, left daze and breathless

“you ready for my cock, pretty? hm?” you can feel his hard cock from behind, hard and monstrous while his bulbous tip rubs against your leaking cunt. jaehyun uses your slick as lube, running his mushroom head up and down your entrance and letting the tip catch against your clit while carefully dipping in, not letting it fully enter you

“p-please jae. fuck me please i want it” you can’t help but cry out, exhausted from your orgasms but still left wanting more. “i got you baby” he whispers “would do anything ugh- for you” he grunted out as he thrusted into you, huge dick splitting your tight walls apart and stretching you out “slowly baby, slowly” he mutters while rubbing a comforting hand up and down your back, his size making it hard to fully slip into you but he felt so good, you take him in anyway

“what a tight, wet cunt. god, your pussy was made just for me baby” jaehyun’s moans sound erotic, drowning on pleasure from your tight cunt clenching around his hard dick “s-so big jae. so deep inside me” you sound drunk, his length slowly thrusting in and feeding you every delicious inch

“yeah? can you take it, pretty? too much?” all you could let out was a loud whine before he was slamming in and out of you. thrusting his hard dick from behind like a jackhammer

he pounds your pussy while using your hips as leverage. warms hands pulling your bouncing body towards his sinful hips everytime he slams inside you, not minding your desperate attempts at running away, crawling forward to lessen the strength of his thrusts and the way he was hitting your spot so perfectly

“oh god jae so d-deep, please don’t stop” your hands were gripping the bed sheets, pleas and whines falling out your lips like a prayer “i’m so deep in you, huh? you like my big cock fucking you this deep?” he growled out, tugging your hips and slamming balls deep in your pussy then staying completely still, cock tip kissing the entrance to your cervix. reaching behind him, he pulled on the collar of his white shirt and took off the clothing

you wailed out, feeling him so hard and deep in your pussy, claiming and owning “love it so much jae, please it’s so good” you’re slurring out the words, completely fucked out and drooling, at this point you’re not thinking straight. thoughts only filled with jaehyun and his dick fucking you so good

jaehyun thinks you look the best like this, drunk on his cock and only thinking of him. can’t help but love you even like this, moans loud and desperate and as his hips start picking up the pace again, he wants to make you even louder

pulling your hair in hand, jaehyun lifts up your head and circles his other hand on your throat pulling you up. now you’re sitting up with his chest pressed to your back, hips still thrusting hard and fast

he was fucking you so good you can’t help but throw your head back against his shoulder, eyes rolling back and tongue coming out with drool slipping past your plump lips

“look at you, baby” he coos “fucked dumb by my big cock, you’re loving this aren’t you, pretty girl?” he noses your cheeks, pressing loving little pecks at your throat and face

he loves it when you’re in this state, soft and pliant for him. completely melting in his arms as he kisses you, swirling his tongue around your cavern and exploring every cervices while maintaining his animalistic pace

“love it s’much jae. love you” you were clearly out of it, words barely registering in your head as jaehyun continues to pound your pussy from behind. ass cheeks clapping with every thrust, the sound echoing off the room with the squelching of your dripping cunt

“love you too pretty girl” he coos “are you gonna cum for me again? i can feel you clenching, baby” he grunted, pushing you down until you were flat on your stomach. pulling your legs, he manhandles you to lay down sideways, taking one of your thighs against his chest and slamming back inside you “god jae please don’t stop, please please please” gripping onto the pillows tightly, you can feel yourself starting to edge closer “never gonna stop fucking you, pretty. cunt to good for me” jaehyun was pounding your pussy even harder, determined to make you cum on his cock

“jae m’gonna cum m’gonna cum” “yeah? cum for me baby. cum for me so i can fill up this tight little cunt with my cum” pinning one of your legs down to the mattress, his thrusts suddenly turned even deeper “yes please jae wanna have your babies, wanna be yours” you were delirious from pleasure, starting to feel the familiar warmth on your pelvis “that’s it baby. cum for me-“ he’s cut off with a scream, your orgasm feeling like you were hit by a 10-wheeler truck.

you were sobbing and crying, overwhelmed with too much pleasure while jaehyun’s pace continued “fucking hell, take it baby” he groaned out, your clenching walls pushing him near his end

“jae t’much please s-stop” your pleas were ignored, too focused on his oncoming orgasm and intent on finally filling you up “m’gonna cum, pretty. shit, are you gonna take my cum for me? keep them nice and warm ‘nside you?” he’s rambling now, your pussy making him delirious and dizzy

his thrusts started turning sloppy, a sign that his near is close. jaehyun’s hips are sinful, fucking you so good even when he’s close to his end. pounding in.out.in.out.in.out then suddenly he started faltering, thrusting once, twice, thrice then harshly slamming inside your pussy. cockhead completely kissing your womb as his warmth fills you up

“pretty girl taking my cum. so proud of you” he whispers, leaning down to press kisses across your face, still locked inside you. and as your lips meet for a breathtaking kiss, he wouldn’t want it in any other way

[tangledbutterflies]

cum til’ you cry : sjy

PAIRING: bad boy!jake x fem!reader

GENRE: smut

WARNINGS!!!!! pwp, pervert!dom!jake, big dick!jake, sub!reader, bulging kink, unprotected sex, dumbification, slight praise kink

WORD COUNT: 0.74K

SUMMARY: jake just wants to see you cry

he knows he should stop, 45 minutes of stealing little peeks and his eyes still linger like a veiled cloud over his conscience, present and hard to dismiss

jake doesn’t know when his obsession started, but one look at your bambi like eyes and he was hooked. jailed and chained to nights filled with your doe eyes brimming tears and cries of pleasure

he licked his lips, dirty thoughts spiraling and making him lightheaded. mind full of you, on your back with your legs pressed to your chest, face of ecstasy and your cherry red lips as slick as the one below, you and your plump ass now blushing and scarlet in the shape of his hands

jake knows he should stop, but when he sees your flustered little face after accidentally locking eyes, he finds himself not wanting to

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“can I have a tall, vanilla bean Frappuccino please?” you smiled as the girl at the counter repeated and confirmed your order

“alright, that’ll be $3.25, would you like to pay by cash or card?” her voice was pitchy, positive energy radiating out and influencing your mood. “oh, here” handing out the money before a hand stops you

“i got it” looking up, you found none other than jake paying for your drink. jake sim was every bit of the word bad. leather jackets, vices, and stereotypical manners that you would have found annoying if it weren’t for his pretty face

“thanks” feeling a little shy under his intense gaze, you avoided eye contact “no problem, doll” chuckling under his breath when the nickname got you flushing red

and now he can’t help but think of other creative ways to get you as beet red as you are now

“there’s a party this evening at my house, wanted to see if you’re coming?” his hand stay warm on the small of your back, guiding you to a seat at the corner and away from prying eyes

you know you shouldn’t go. piles of assignment and ongoing projects stacked up at your desk, so it would be wise to finish them and stay at home, right?

but when you find jake sim looking at you with those eyes, you can’t help but say yes

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“you like that? hmm?” now here you are. a leg over his shoulder and your pretty face scrunched up in pleasure

whines of pleas are echoing off the room alongside the sound of slapping flesh. his huge dick was inside you, pounding and hammering your pussy like it was it’s job

“too deep! p-please t’much” your moans sounded pornographic, hung up on too much ecstasy feeling like you were gonna drown, everything was muffled with only carnal pleasure remaining

“i know, doll” he choked out “cunt too perfect, fuck. i could fuck you all day” jake pressed down while pulling your legs around his waist, kissing your plump lips and sucking your tongue almost lovingly, the complete opposite from his sinful hips, muffling your incoherent words and wails, still jackhammering deep and hard at your swollen cunt

“you feel me, baby? m’fucking you so deep, huh?” he groaned, sucking on your neck already littered with his marks from earlier

every thrust was amplified, the tip of his big cock was kissing your cervix and it felt so good, so deep, so hard and—

suddenly his dick was hitting that spot and you were screaming

“yeah? this your spot, baby?” jake chuckled under his breath, coming up and straightening his back. you were too cute, drunk on pleasure and on his cock and he thinks he wouldn’t want you any other way

he gazed down at you, innocent doe eyes leaking little tears from pleasure, tits bouncing with every thrust and hands desperately grabbing his bedsheets, but jake wanted more. he wants you sobbing and crying, so he lifts up your hips, laying down a pillow underneath and his thrusts turns animalistic, hellbent on making you cry out

“look at that, baby” he coos “you can see my cock deep inside you, fuck” he grunted while bring a hand to your abdomen, bulging out every time he slams inside your pussy

“j-jakey, I can’t t’much please” you were barely making sense, so deep in to pleasure you didn’t care about anything else

“m gna cum jake i’m gonnacum” you cried out, big fat tears dropping down your cheeks

“yeah? just cum baby” still pounding at your clenching pussy “im not stopping til’ you’re delirious from my cock”