My Other Skz Acc

He knows the hidden threat is more than enough to keep you trapped in a tight place, licking across his teeth pleased by your silence.

The game drags on, most forgetting about your dare between shared kisses and scandalous confessions. Jaemin nudges your shoulder, nodding to the corner where Jisung stands nursing a cup all by himself. “Do it.”

It’d be easy enough to pull this off without causing any problems if only Jeno wasn’t 5 feet away spitting game, cornering some girl you don’t recognize. Nervously you make your way over to the table Jisung’s nearby, pretending to search for something to drink.

“Hmm,” you sigh, taking interest in the cup wrapped in his hold. “What’re you drinking?”

His mouth pops open surprised, finger lifting to point at himself before taking a quick glance around in realization that you could only be asking him. “Oh.. it’s just cola.”

Snatching up a clear bottle, you move to his side and lift it up higher. “Have you ever tried mixing it with rum? I hear it’s pretty good.”

He swallows, shaking his head and biting down on his lip. “I’m not much of a drinker.”

“Oh really?” Stealing a look to your side you can feel your chest tighten when you catch Jaemin’s taunting gaze, nodding for you to continue. “Honestly, me neither. These get-togethers get real boring if you’re not inebriated in some way though.” Siddling up to Jisung’s side you grip the bottle firmly with both hands, holding the end between your ribs to rub circles around it’s smooth curves.

Jisung’s eyes bounce around from your chest to the motion you build up around the bottle, lips pursed together. “Yeah, I kind of just hang out until Haechan’s ready to leave..”

“Do you wanna leave now?” You suggest, stroking up and down the bottle faster. “We can leave together.”

Gulping uncomfortably he waves a hand to dismiss your advances, nervously laughing. “Ah, I don’t think I should..”

“Why not?” Speaking up, you move in closer, peering from the corner of your eye to make sure Jeno’s paying attention. The girl standing before him long forgotten as he observes. “You know, there’s rumors about you..”

“There is?!” Jisung reacts vocally enough for a few heads to turn, shaking them off with a laugh before clearing his throat to whisper. “Rumors? About me?”

“Yeah..” slowly shifting your gaze Jeno’s way, you slide up against Jisung’s chest, tapping to bottle between his pecs and smoothing your free hand down his abdomen. “A lot of girls have been talking around the skatepark.”

Jeno stiffens up, standing more alert, brushing away the girl's hands that reach for his shoulders.

Jisung’s chest rises and falls faster, drawing in short breaths. “About me?? Talking about me??”

“They’re saying..” you make sure to speak clearly, tracing around his navel through his thin shirt before going lower to brush your palm across his covered groin. “That you have the fattest cock..”

Dark sleek eyes go wide, stepping forward with tight lips and rounded shoulders. “Even bigger than Jeno.”

“What?!”

“What did you just say?!”

Jisung and Jeno react with a mix of utter confusion and rage coming from different ends. The older ripping you away with a viscous grip around your arm before you can get a good squeeze on the growing erection under your palm. Dragging you to the staircase, he shoves your back to the wall right where no one can see you anymore; swooping in close to barricade you in before you can run back to the room.

“What the fuck is your problem?” He sneers, veins pulsating along his forehead.

“Don’t touch me!” Before you can scream for help, his hand slaps down covering your mouth.

“Shut the fuck up,” Jeno unbuttons your jeans, maneuvering fast to keep you in place lodged around his thighs, hand sneaking in to gather your underwear. “You just can’t keep my fucking name out of your mouth, can you?”

The force he uses to trap you has your heart beating out of your chest, whimpering under his hand, scratching at his arms. “That taste got you obsessed,” he grins, nose digging into yours. “So desperate for more? Practically begging for me to break that pretty pussy apart.”

Jaemin dared you to rile Jeno up, not anticipating that pissing him off would lead to this. He manages to get your pants and underwear down past your knees, shoving three fingers inside of your mouth to keep your screams muffled.

“You can scream,” he hums, deep and raspy. “If you want everyone to know the truth, that my dicks too big for you. I know you didn’t get a good look last time..” he tugs himself out effortlessly, more than used to fucking anywhere, anytime, given any circumstance.

Pressing down on your tongue, he forces your gaze down, eyes going wide when you finally see it. The head gleams, throbbing a deep flush of pink leading up to a thick shaft lined in varying hues of green and blue. Vine-like veins wrap around his girth, trailing up to pale long fingers struggling to grip around the base; tattoos painted up his forearm rippling as he shifts closer and prods the tip against your slit. “Let’s see if you’ll keep going around making up lies about me now.”

Gliding his fingers free, he smears the mess of spit off on your chin, pulling on your bottom lip and releasing it to bounce back. “Look at all that fucking desperation in your eyes, you’re nothing but a pathetic cock hungry slut” He hisses, pushing against your entrance met with resistance the more he tries to probe.

“God you’re so tight,” Jeno grunts between gritted teeth, gripping firmly around the base of his length struggling to enter you more than halfway. “All this shit you talk and you’re tighter than a fucking virgin.”

“Your dicks just too big and useless!” His eyes snap open, lip trembling.

“You’re really fucked in that head huh,” Jeno chuckles under his breath. “Come here, I’m done playing nice with you.”

Twisting your hips around, he plants down on the stairs, sitting back on one of the steps and setting you on his lap. “Just for that, I’m going to make it hurt.”

Trying to get away is useless, met with his heavy palm wrapped around the front of your throat as he lurches your body back, keeping your back flush to his chest. “Don’t fucking bother, I know you want it.” He tuts, guiding his length back between your thighs, the fat tip pushing against your bundle of nerves. “Don’t you? Don’t you want it?”

Adding to your humiliation, Jeno slaps his heavy meat against your core, the clap of flesh colliding with your wet heat resonates; muddling the whispers that follow from the room. “Let them all know how bad you went this dick.”

“Fuck you Jeno!”

“Oh you will,” tightening around your neck, he bites down on your jaw, sweeping up and down through your slicked folds. “And everyone will know what a little lying whore you are.”

Pressing against your entrance again, he applies more pressure until your hole finally stretches enough to let him in. The scream you try to let out gets choked down, kept firmly in place despite writhing and kicking your legs out. “You're too big! Sl-slow down!”

Jeno ignores your cries, taking a hold of your hip to push you down the rest of the way until he’s balls deep, neck flexed and groaning through clenched teeth. “Fuck you’re so small.”

“N-no, too big,” scrambling to grab onto his thighs and push away, you brush against the bulge under your navel, expelling a moan from both of your lips. “You’re so deep.”

“What was that?” He rasps, biting your cheek, huffing breathily. “Let them hear you.”

“So full, so s-so full,” releasing your neck, he manhandles around your waist, pulling your hips up until nothing but the tip remains inside of you.

“Too big for even a slut like you.”

The sound of your ass landing down on his hips echoes into the room, pausing everyone's actions to listen in, quickly catching on to the two of you missing.