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ïŒ ë°ì±í ïŒfinding a fully furnished apartment with a river view for half the usual price is a bit sketchy . . . but anything to live in this economy!
đźđčđđČđżđ»đźđđ¶đđČđčđïŒunbeknownst to you, your landlord is a vampire and you are exactly his ( blood ) type.
you were here again, a week later, walking towards the out patient department with your prescription in hand.
the hospital was quiet in the evening.
not emptyânever emptyâbut softened. the usual rush of footsteps and overlapping voices was gone, replaced with low conversations, the hum of machines, the occasional echo of a trolley rolling past.
youâd give anything to clock out of work on time to get here before dark. sadly, your boss has other plans and for some reason...so does jungwon.
âsadly, dr. yang isnât on the evening shift so youâre stuck with me again,â a familiar voice soothes your nervesâ minju, again.
she had been there last week, and before that. itâs better, actually, she is quick, efficient, nice. âthatâs fine,â
âhow are you feeling now? anything weird?â itâs the usualâ you sit down, watching as she moved around the room with practiced easeâ gloves, alcohol swab, syringe.
everything laid out neatly.
âi feel better, just a little tired...? like feeling heavy all the time,â
and she gives an assuring smile. âanemia can cause fatigue. youâll be better soon,â
itâs exactly what jungwon says too. perhaps, you really are worrying for nothing. anemia isnât fixed in a week, maybe itâs normal to feel tired, more than usualâ or maybe not.
small talk with minju doesnât last long. she doesnât talk much and frankly, you arenât interested. that is, until, you spot a file on the desk.
your gaze drifted across the room, taking in the white walls, gray curtains, a small cactus by the window, a file on the desk.
âa study in vampiresâ it said.
you blink, wanting to make sure youâre not imagining it. she follows your line of sight then the next second, almost swiftly, the file disappears in the drawer along with several more with smooth, practiced motion.
âso...what was that for?â you ask anyway, despite your gut telling you to ignore. the name itself leaves an unsettling feeling in your chest.
âuh...reference material for research,â she mumbles under her breath. youâve noticed it twice nowâ her shaky hands whenever she mentions the research. âplease donât mention it to anyone. dr yang prefers certain documents to be strictly confidential,â
yeah, jungwon would want that. he rarely even talks about stuff about work.
âi wonât,â you whisper, flinching at the cold swipe of the alcohol swab.
she grabs the syringe and injectsâ a sharp pinch, your fingers tightening against the edge of the chair. that was worse than the last time.
âhold on,â and she steps back to prep another syringe upon noticing a small amount of blood in the previous oneâ it was odd, even for someone as efficient as her. âsorry, i have to do it again,â
you look down at the reddish puncture mark on your arm. itâs definitely going to leave a bruise.
that awkward moment where everyone thinks you're dating your roommate...that awkward moment when he thinks that too.
roommate!jungwon x gn reader
HAIIII GAIS ^^ i genuinely can't believe i got cortis tickets so as a celebration heres some wonie love đ€€đ€€đ€€đ€€đ€€đ€€đ€€ i need him so badly Please email me Mister Yang. also plz ignore spelling mistakes. im js a boy.
Martin has been (choosingly!!) single his whole life and is fully convinced that he doesn't need a girl (or so he thought). Enter Seonghyeon's sister, who just finished studying from abroad, is freshly broken up, and wants nothing to do with men for the rest of her life. A girl that's hot, lowkey a bitch, and doesn't want him at all? Fuck, that's just his type.
MARTIN x F!RDR ââ band au , best friend's sister trope , profanities , martin is down bad , ftr carmen & yuha h2h , stella h2h as yn's fc
-> if you are seeing a reblog, be sure to check the original post for the realtime update
NOTE ' how's the smau progressing so far??? do u guys fw these long chaps?? u guys like maryn dynamic rn?? also que yn being sappy at the end for like a split sec loll more seongyn dynamic in further chaps!! they the best siblings frrr (even tho their ego is so big lol) js going w the flow for this smau. lemme know how u think it's going!! love you smm
IâM NOT A PARK ANYMORE, I TOOK MY WIFEâS NAME ⊠â€ïž park sunghoon
PART ONE. TWO. THREE âââ bored of your life, you go on tinder and match with a hot guy named park sunghoon, who in his bio, states that heâs âdate to marry.â but he offers you a deal: fake a marriage with him to annoy his obnoxious family and heâll pay you for it.
or youâre in a fake marriage with sunghoon and he takes your last name to piss his relatives off. oh and did i tell you that heâs lowkey obsessed with you? even though heâs just your âfake husband.â
( â°đȘœ ) ââ srry 4 the wait </3 pt3 is js hubby freakhoon & wife in love era (real) but anw i hope u guys enjoy this one đŐ. .Ő𩯠likes, comments, & reblogs r always appreciated <3 mwahh also there's a video part ! make sure to view it
( â°đȘœ ) ââ TY FOR READING <3 not the last part, but the next part will be the last one! im not really satisfied with this part, but i'll pour my heart out for the last one hehehe . this is lowk rushed since ik i've been postponing the update because of school but i think this part is kinda cute!
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The cemetery is brutally quiet. Itâs the kind of silence that doesn't feel peacefulâit just feels empty.
Y/N stands at the edge of the grass, the hem of Sunghoonâs oversized grey hoodie blowing slightly in the air. Sheâs wearing it. She wears it everywhere now. The fabric has lost almost all of its expensive lavender fabric softener scent.
The headstone is neat. It has his name carved into it in a clean, minimalist font that she knows he would have approved of.
PARK SUNGHOON
"You really picked a scenic spot," Y/N whispers, her voice cracking. She drops to her knees on the grass, completely uncaring of the mud staining her jeans. "You always liked a good view. Smug bastard."
She tries to laugh, but it turns into a jagged, suffocating sob that catches in her throat. She presses her palms against the cold stone, wishing with every fiber of her being that the granite would warm up, that it would turn into a broad shoulder, a sharp jawline, a hand reaching out to flick her forehead and tell her sheâs being dramatic.
"Y/N?"
A soft, fragile voice breaks through the quiet. Y/N flinches, wiping her face hastily with the oversized sleeves of the hoodie as she turns around.
Sunghoonâs mother is standing a few paces back. She looks like sheâs aged ten years in a fortnight. Her eyes are hollow, her shoulders smaller than Y/N remembers. In her hands, sheâs clutching a small, black velvet jewelry pouchâthe exact one Y/N remembers seeing on Sunghoonâs desk a lifetime ago.
"Oh, Mrs. Park," Y/N breathes, scrambling to her feet. "I'm sorry, I can leave if you wanted some time alone withâ"
"No, no, stay. Please," his mother says, her voice trembling as she steps forward. She forces a small, heartbreaking smile, her eyes dropping to the grey hoodie swallowing Y/Nâs frame. "He... he wanted you to have this. He made me promise to give it to you after the funeral, but I... I needed a few days to find the strength to givr it to you."
She presses the small velvet pouch into Y/Nâs hands. Inside, something small and heavy shifts against the fabric.
"Thereâs a note inside," his mother whispers, her hand lingering on Y/Nâs cheek for a second, cold and shaking. "He spent three hours writing it, Y/N. His hands were shaking so badly toward the end, he could barely hold the pen. But he wouldn't let me help him. He said it had to be his own handwriting."
Before Y/N can say anything, his mother gently pats her arm and walks away, leaving her alone with the quiet, the headstone, and the pouch.
Y/Nâs fingers are trembling so hard she can barely loosen the drawstring. When she pulls the contents out, the first thing that falls into her palm is the silver ring. The Roman numerals engraved on the inside catch the faint afternoon sunlight.
And then, folded into a tight, neat square at the bottom of the pouch, is a piece of lined notebook paper. Y/N unfolds it slowly.
To the girl in the camo crocs,
if my mom actually did what she was told, youâre holding this ring right now. donât put it away. put it on. it belongs on your left hand. it always did.
i know you hate me right now. or at least, i hope you do. if youâre reading this and youâre still crying over me, then i failed. i spent the last three months trying to be the villain in your story because i couldnât bear the thought of being the tragedy.
i remember everything, y/n. i remember the exact coffee shop where we met. i remember the way you look when youâre trying not to laugh at a bad joke. i remember how your hand felt in mine during the winterâyou always complained that my hands were like ice, but you never let go anyway.
the night i broke up with you, i sat in my car outside your apartment for four hours. i watched your bedroom light go off. i had the phone in my hand, ready to call you, ready to tell you that i was scared, that i was dying, that i needed you to hold me. but then i thought about your future. i thought about you sitting in a hospital waiting room, watching a heart monitor dictate whether you could breathe that day.
i couldn't do that to you. i loved you too much to destroy your twenties with my ghost.
remember the night at jayâs apartment? when you fell asleep on the armchair? i didnât leave the grey hoodie on the couch by accident, y/n. i put it over you myself. i stood there for ten minutes just watching you breathe, terrified that it would be the last time iâd ever see you look so peaceful.
i whispered 'i love you' into your hair. you muttered something back. you were half-asleep, and you said: "i know, hoon. i love you more." my heart broke right then. the physical pain of it failing was nothing compared to how much it hurt to know i had to leave you.
iâm writing this from a bed iâm probably not getting out of. my lungs burn. my chest feels like itâs being crushed. but my mind is completely full of you. itâs always been you. three years wasn't enough. thirty years wouldn't have been enough.
be brave for me. let me go, but keep the ring. itâs pure sterling. it won't fade. just like me.
yours, until my heart stopped.
sunghoon.
The wind kicks up, rustling the leaves overhead.
Y/N stands alone in the grass, the note crumpled tightly against her chest as a horrific, guttural sound tears out of her throat. Itâs a scream of pure grief, the kind that physically fractures something inside your ribs.
She slides the silver ring onto her finger. It fits perfectly. Itâs cold against her skin, a permanent reminder of the boy who spent his final breaths forcing her to hate him, just so she wouldn't have to feel the exact agony that is currently tearing her apart.
Y/N sinks lower into the mud, burying her face into the collar of his grey hoodie, inhaling the faint, disappearing scent of lavender, and realizes that Sunghoon won. He got exactly what he wanted. He saved her from the hospital bed.
But as she stares at his name carved into the stone, her finger gripping the ring, she realizes the ultimate, devastating truth.
He didn't save her from the trauma. He just made her carry it alone.
isa: and with this⊠this smau comes to an end >w< hope you all enjoyed it or at least enjoyed suffering through it LOL ^^ finally my first real angst and knowing it actually made you feel emotional and even cry a little⊠that was worth it. >< thank you for sticking with me through the fever delays, the writers block, and all the emotional damage *sobs* i love you guys. don't forget to hydrate and maybe read something fluffy to recover ^^ đ„č
my works do not reflect or represent any idols, places, or organizations mentioned in real life. + my works contain nsfw and suggestive content. minors strictly do not interact.
four best friends. four unknown numbers. four interesting love stories that come to life under peculiar coincidences, and even more peculiar conversations.Â
OT7.
MILLION DOLLAR BABY.áââââââREAD.
á°â headcanons. non-idol!au. crack / comedy.
what enhypen would post / go viral for if they were just regular schmegular guys with a tiktok account.
ìŽíŹìčââLEE HEESEUNG.
POSTING MY EX .áââââââREAD.
á°â â smau oneshot. non-idol!au. fluff. angst.
"posting my ex, because what's he gonna do about it? this is my phone!"
MAGNITUDES & MESSAGESââââââREAD.
á°â â oneshot. non-idol!au. angst. fluff.
despite all that went down, you're quite settled on letting lee heeseung be 'the one that got away', and you swear you aren't the type to break no-contact but when the ground starts shaking, you realize your pride isn't worth not letting him know how you really feel.
ë°ìą ì±ââPARK JONGSEONG.
CHILDREN OF DIVORCE.
â€â â PART O1ââââââPART O2.
á°â â smau. bf!jay. fluff. comedy. crack.
after a joint realization that your relationship is lacking the usual thrill, you and your boyfriend jay decide to try something new to spice things up. and while the two of you are having the time of your lives, your six friendsâor the "kids" you've both unwillingly adoptedâare convinced that they're about to be children of divorce.
jake is a chill guy trying to live a chill life but his little bubble of comfort is popped when a number he doesn't recognize starts texting him. no introductions, no explanationsâ just weird and obscure fun facts from a bizarrely cute stranger.
ë°ì±íââPARK SUNGHOON.
ERROR 404: WORD LIMIT REACHED.ââââââREAD.
á° longfic. college!au. fluff. rom-com. angst.
he wouldn't necessarily call himself talkative. sunghoon is just a normal college boy with normal hobbies and interests, so of course he likes talking about those, and he especially likes talking about youâ but talking to you? it's an entirely different challenge. and he knows he has to man up and speak up before you get sick of his silence.
an offshoot of stories about boyfriend!sunghoon trying his best to keep true to the promise of growing the garden he has. all for youâ his angel.
TAKE THE HINT!ââââââREAD.
á° drabble. smut. college!au.
where sunghoon finds a way to get his point across when words aren't enough to get through your stubborn head.
KEEP IT HUSHED.ââââââREAD.
á° drabble. smut. bf!sunghoon.
what sunghoon wants, sunghoon getsâeven during a special family trip.
êčì ì°ââKIM SUNOO.
AFTER THE CAMERAS FLASH.ââââââREAD.
á° oneshot. model!ksn. smut. angst. fluff.
the glitter and glamour of modeling has always been sunoo's life. he's dreamt of it, and he finally got it. when the runway starts becoming too much like his home, you take it upon yourself to give him what he needs. but he realizes that the trade off isn't worth itâ not when it's a life without you.
TONGUE â TIED.ââââââREAD.
á° drabble. idol!ksn. fluff. suggestive.
where you just can't take your eyes off of your boyfriend during his shoot!
PRETTY IN PRADA.ââââââREAD.
á° oneshot. idol!ksn. smut. fluff.
people could argue that having a rich boyfriend who spoils you rotten was the dreamâbut when you tell sunoo all you need is his attention and not his gifts, he decides to spoil you with both at the same time.
ìì ìââYANG JUNGWON.
BREATH OF FRESH AIR.ââââââREAD.
á° drabble. idol!yjw. fluff. slight angst.
your boyfriend can turn even the most mundane, simple activity into something soft & extraordinary.
RUIN THE FRIENDSHIP!ââââââREAD.
á° smau. bestfriend!yjw. fluff. comedy.
you're jungwon's favorite headacheâa fact that he can't bring himself to admit, and you can't bring your dense self to realize.
boyfriend!jay Ă fem!reader.â â â â ââŽïžËïœĄââ â â after a joint realization that your relationship is lacking the usual thrill, you and your boyfriend jay decide to try something new to spice things up. and while the two of you are having the time of your lives, your six friendsâor the "kids" you've both unwillingly adoptedâare convinced that they're about to be children of divorce.
MASTERLIST. âââCONTAINSââ€âSMAU. hints of college!au. suggestive (mdni). comedy / crack. jay n reader r down bad for each other and also very crazy. found family vibes. established relationship. fluff. angst and toxic relationship dynamics, but not really. profanity. death threats & other highly inappropriate jokes. sunki crumbs bc i have freewill. ignore timestamps & typos.ââźâcameos from enhypen's maknae line ( jungwon, sunoo & ni-ki) & stayc's maknae line. (seeun, yoon / jayoon, j / yeeun. )
FROM YAN đ°ââ€âidk how this idea hit me but it has and you all have to bear witness bc i think it's funny and i have to materialize it. :3 part two will be coming out soon. will open one tag list for it so just lmk !!
synopsis⊠you claimed youâd never get back with your ex until it was seonghyeon. pairing⊠seonghyeon x fem!reader genre⊠exes to lovers, jealousy, and hypocrisy.
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synopsis⊠you claimed youâd never get back with your ex until it was seonghyeon. pairing⊠seonghyeon x fem!reader genre⊠exes to lovers, jealousy, and hypocrisy.
Can u pls do bull! Rafe x reader and cuck topper and kelce? They could be in the next room or Rafe facetiming them during itđ«ą
pov. rafe just loves having a hot girlfriend.
notes. this idea is so fun to me! thank you so very much for requesting this, i love how your head works. i finished this so fast, soon as i saw this request i was literally inspired #fastdelivery
content warnings. âžâž fem reader, foreplay, fingering, cussing, voyeurism, recording during sex, no proof read, teasing, praising, bonus at the end
you knew rafeâs friends wanted you. he made sure of that.
to rafe, his girlfriend wasnât just a girlfriend, you were a trophy. a prize, something to parade, to claim, to flaunt. he loved showing you off at parties, his hand possessive on your waist, his smirk sharp whenever topper or kelce stared a second too long.
but, of course, rafe was never satisfied with just looking. he loved rubbing it in their faces. he spoiled them with little erotic glimpses of you.
like earlier, you were in the kitchen, bringing the boys fresh drinks in that tiny skirt he loved. you bent over the counter on purpose, the hem riding up just enough, the boys already looking.
rafe didnât even hesitate. he stepped to the side of you but still being behind you, facing the boys, slowly pulling the skirt up over your ass with one rough hand, to tease, exposing your uncovered ass panties to the living room where topper and kelce were sitting.
âfuck, look at that,â rafe drawled, his palm smoothing over your bare skin, squeezing hard enough to make you gasp. âthis is what you two idiots jerk off thinking about, right?â rafe taunted, looking over at the boys.
you smile, looking over your shoulder at the boys, biting your lip. your hips roll slowly, teasingly, before you stop and start shaking your ass side to side in that filthy little rhythm you knew drove them crazy.
the recoil made topper swallow. rafe chuckles, his palm stays on your ass, squeezing hard to leave a mark. rafe moves fully behind you, making the meeting of your ass against his dick still visible to them while he grinds his hardening cock against your ass.
âlook at her,â rafe says, voice thick with arrogance as he stares straight at topper and kelce. âyou two pathetic fucks wish this was yours, donât you? bet youâre already getting hard just watching me play with my girl.â he laughed to himself.
topper shifts on the couch, eyes glued to the way rafeâs hand disappears under your skirt again, fingers slipping between your thighs to rub over your soaked panties. kelceâs face is flushed, jaw tight, but he doesnât look away.
rafe smirks and moves to the side for them to see him tugging your panties to the side, exposing your glistening pussy to the room. two thick fingers drag slowly up your slit, spreading your wetness while he keeps you bent over the counter.
âfuck, sheâs dripping,â he taunts, holding his shiny fingers up so they can see. âthis pussy gets like this for me every single time. you think sheâd ever get this wet for either of you losers?â he questioned.
he pushes his fingers back inside you without warning, curling them deep as his other hand keeps kneading your ass. you moan softly, pushing back against his hand, and rafe laughs, arousal coated in his tone.
âyeah, thatâs it, baby. show them how good you look when i touch you.â he pumps his fingers faster, the wet sounds obscene in the quiet room. âtell them who this pussy belongs to.â he commands, you gasp, voice shaky with pleasure, âitâs yours, rafeâŠâ
he rewards you by slapping your ass hard enough to make it jiggle, then soothing the sting with his palm while still fingering you.
âthatâs right. mine. and you two get to sit there like the sad little losers you are, watching me play with what youâll never have.â rafe teased.
the teasing didnât stop there, it never does. rafe always takes it to another level, and his friends would be liars if they said they didnât like how extreme he was.
rafe dragged you down the hall and into his bedroom, shutting the door hard but not locking it. he pushed you onto the bed on your back, crawling over you with that cocky smirk. his hands were everywhere, teasing you slowly like he wanted the boys in the living room to hear every single sound.
he kissed down your neck, one hand sliding up your skirt to rub your pussy over your soaked panties. âso fucking wet already, yeah?â he murmured against your skin, pressing two thick fingers against your clit and circling lazily. you whimpered, hips rolling up into his touch.
in the living room topper shifted on the couch, his ears open and hearing everything that was going on. kelce swallowed hard, leaning forward. the boyâs eyes meeting as they listened.
rafe pushed your top up, sucking on your tits while his fingers kept teasing your pussy, dipping just the tip of one finger inside before pulling back out. he loved making you squirm. âgonna stretch this tight little pussy on my cock,â he said loud enough for them to hear. âyou want it?â he toyed.
you nodded and he played with your hair next, fingers threading through it gently at first, then gripping a handful and tugging your head back so he could look down at you. you moaned louder. he smiled and spit directly into your open mouth, watching you swallow it with hazy eyes.
âgood girl,â he praised, finally pushing two thick fingers deep inside you, curling them while his thumb rubbed your clit. the wet sounds were loud and filthy.
topper looked away from kelceâs gaze, sighing out his nose to attempt to relax his body and the juices flowing.
kelceâs face was flushed.
rafe kept pumping his fingers, scissoring them to stretch you, all while still gripping your hair. âhear that, baby? theyâre listening to every moan i pull out of you.â he added a third finger, making you cry out at the stretch. âfeel how big my hand is? wait till you feel my cock.â
minutes later, still knuckle deep in your pussy and playing with your hair, rafe grabbed his phone and facetimed topper. topper answered, kelce right beside him, both of them staring at the screen.
rafe angled the camera down so they could see his fingers sliding in and out of your dripping pussy. he spread you open with his fingers, showing them how wet and stretched you were.
âlook at this shit,â rafe taunted, voice low and smug. he slowly pulled his fingers out and pushed them back in deeper, making you moan loudly. âthis pussy is mine. you two pathetic fucks just get to sit there and listen⊠or watch if youâre lucky.â rafe taunted.
he leaned down and spit into your mouth again while still fingering you, then tugged your hair so you arched for the camera. âtell them whose pussy this is, baby.â rafe coos. you gasped, voice shaky, âyours, rafe⊠only yours.â you moaned.
rafe laughed darkly, eyes locked on his friendsâ humiliated faces.
rafe ended the call after teasing them a little longer, tossing the phone aside. he flipped you onto your stomach, yanking your hips up so you were face down ass up on the bed. he gripped a handful of your hair, tugging your head back as he lined up his thick cock against your entrance.
âyou ready for me, baby?â he asked, rubbing the fat head up and down your soaked slit, teasing you even more. you nodded desperately, pushing back against him.
he pushed in slowly, stretching you open. you gasped sharply, breathing heavy as the sheer size of him made your walls flutter and struggle. ârafeâ fuck, youâre so big,â you whimpered, fingers clutching the sheets. âitâs too much⊠youâre splitting me open.â you squeal.
rafe groaned, pinning you down harder with one strong hand between your shoulder blades, keeping your upper body pressed into the mattress while your ass stayed up for him. âtake this dick like a good girl.â he whispered to you, teasingly.
he kept pushing deeper, inch by inch, until he bottomed out. you were panting, trying to adjust to the stretch, but he didnât give you long. he started fucking you in deep, steady strokes, the wet slap of his hips against your ass echoing through the room.
âoh my godâ rafe itâs so fucking big,â you moaned loudly, voice breaking. âi can feel you in my stomach⊠pleaseâ give me more.â you beg.
rafe smirked, tightening his grip in your hair as he picked up speed, pounding into you harder. the headboard slammed against the wall with every thrust. in the living room, topper and kelce could hear everything; your desperate moans, the filthy wet sounds, rafeâs low grunts.
topper muttered under his breath, and kelce was breathing hard, eyes fixed on the hallway.
rafe leaned over you, still pinning you down with one hand while the other reached around to rub your clit. he spit into your open mouth again when you turned your head, watching you swallow it with teary eyes. âbeg for it louder, baby. let them hear how much you love my cock.â he said.
âplease rafe! fuck me harder,â you cried out, tears starting to spill down your cheeks from how overwhelming it felt. the pleasure was too intense, his size hitting every spot perfectly. âi need itâ youâre so deep, so big⊠iâm gonna cumââ your body shook as you cried harder, tears soaking the sheets while he kept railing you, never letting up. rafe groaned at the sight, tugging your hair tighter and spitting on your tongue one more time.
âthatâs it, cry on my dick like a good little slut. this pussy was made for me. only me.â he possessively said.
rafe kept pounding into you relentlessly, his hand still pinning you down firmly between your shoulder blades while the other stayed tangled in your hair, tugging just right. every deep thrust made you feel impossibly full, his thick cock stretching you wide and hitting so deep it made your eyes roll back.
ârafeâ fuckâ itâs too big, youâre so deep,â you sobbed, tears streaming down your face as the pleasure built unbearably. your whole body was shaking, pussy clenching around his massive dick. âi canâtâ iâm gonna cumâ please donât stopââ you plead.
âcum on my cock then, baby,â rafe growled, spitting into your open mouth again as you moaned. you swallowed it desperately, crying harder from how good it felt. âlet them hear what a real orgasm sounds like from you.â
your orgasm hit you like a wave. you screamed his name, body convulsing as your pussy gushed around him, walls fluttering and squeezing his thick length so tight. the tears wouldnât stop, your breathing ragged and broken as you shook underneath him, completely lost in it.
âthatâs my good girl,â rafe groaned, fucking you through it, the wet sounds even louder now. in the living room topper was gripping the couch cushion, face red. kelce looked wrecked, shifting uncomfortably because of how hard he was.
rafeâs thrusts grew sloppier, harder, his grip in your hair tightening as he chased his own release. âgonna fill this pussy up,â he panted, leaning down to spit on your tongue one last time. âtake every drop like you always do.â
with a deep, guttural moan he buried himself to the hilt and came hard, thick ropes of cum flooding deep inside you. he kept grinding slow and deep, making sure you took everything while you whimpered and twitched underneath him, still coming down from your own intense orgasm.
rafe finally slowed, breathing heavy, still buried inside you as he stroked your hair gently now. âgood fucking girlâ from the living room, the boys stayed quiet, both of them clearly affected by every sound theyâd just heard.
notes. and yes you guys deserve a bonus to this, did the requester ask?? no. but ily
rafe was leaned back against the couch, legs spread wide in that cocky manspread, his thick thighs locking yours open so you couldnât close them even if you wanted to. you were sitting between his legs, back pressed to his chest, head tilted all the way back against his shoulder. one of his big hands was tangled gently in your hair, stroking and playing with it while the other was between your thighs, slowly playing with your soaked pussy.
his phone was propped up on the coffee table, recording everything in perfect view.
âthatâs it, baby⊠just relax for me,â rafe murmured sweetly against your ear, voice low and affectionate as two thick fingers circled your clit lazily. âlook how pretty you are like this. my good girl.â he adds.
you whimpered, hips twitching as he dipped his fingers lower and pushed them inside you. the stretch made you moan softly, squirming against his hold. his strong thighs kept your legs spread wide, completely exposed for the cameraâŠfor topper and kelce.
âshh, i know it feels big,â he cooed, kissing the side of your neck while slowly pumping his fingers deeper. âbut you can take it, canât you? this tight little pussy always takes what i give her.â he curled his fingers, rubbing that perfect spot inside you, and you cried out, body jerking.
rafe tightened his grip in your hair, not tugging hard, just holding you in place against his shoulder so the camera caught every expression on your face. he leaned in and spit gently into your open mouth, smiling when you swallowed it with a needy little moan.
âgood girl,â he praised softly, fingers moving faster now, wet sounds filling the room. âyouâre getting so close already, huh? i can feel you squeezing me.â he taunted. your breathing grew heavier, thighs trying to snap shut but unable to because of his manspreading legs pinning you open. ârafeâ fuck, itâs too muchââ
âi got you, baby,â he whispered tenderly, still playing with your hair while his fingers fucked you deeper. âcum for me. let it happen. i wanna see how pretty you look when you fall apart on my hand.â he continued.
your orgasm crashed over you hard. you squirmed and cried out, head pressing back against his shoulder as your pussy clenched and gushed around his thick fingers. tears pricked your eyes from the intensity, body shaking uncontrollably in his hold.
rafe kept his thighs locked tight around yours, holding you wide open for the camera the whole time. âthere she is⊠such a good fucking girl cumming so pretty for me,â he murmured sweetly, slowing his fingers but not pulling them out, letting you ride it out while he stroked your hair gently. âthatâs my baby.â he comments.
he kissed your temple softly as you came down, still recording every twitch and whimper. âgonna send this to the boys later,â he said with a quiet smirk, voice still warm against your ear. âlet them see exactly how i take care of whatâs mine.â
Can u pls do bull! Rafe x reader and cuck topper and kelce? They could be in the next room or Rafe facetiming them during itđ«ą
pov. rafe just loves having a hot girlfriend.
notes. this idea is so fun to me! thank you so very much for requesting this, i love how your head works. i finished this so fast, soon as i saw this request i was literally inspired #fastdelivery
content warnings. âžâž fem reader, foreplay, fingering, cussing, voyeurism, recording during sex, no proof read, teasing, praising, bonus at the end
you knew rafeâs friends wanted you. he made sure of that.
to rafe, his girlfriend wasnât just a girlfriend, you were a trophy. a prize, something to parade, to claim, to flaunt. he loved showing you off at parties, his hand possessive on your waist, his smirk sharp whenever topper or kelce stared a second too long.
but, of course, rafe was never satisfied with just looking. he loved rubbing it in their faces. he spoiled them with little erotic glimpses of you.
like earlier, you were in the kitchen, bringing the boys fresh drinks in that tiny skirt he loved. you bent over the counter on purpose, the hem riding up just enough, the boys already looking.
rafe didnât even hesitate. he stepped to the side of you but still being behind you, facing the boys, slowly pulling the skirt up over your ass with one rough hand, to tease, exposing your uncovered ass panties to the living room where topper and kelce were sitting.
âfuck, look at that,â rafe drawled, his palm smoothing over your bare skin, squeezing hard enough to make you gasp. âthis is what you two idiots jerk off thinking about, right?â rafe taunted, looking over at the boys.
you smile, looking over your shoulder at the boys, biting your lip. your hips roll slowly, teasingly, before you stop and start shaking your ass side to side in that filthy little rhythm you knew drove them crazy.
the recoil made topper swallow. rafe chuckles, his palm stays on your ass, squeezing hard to leave a mark. rafe moves fully behind you, making the meeting of your ass against his dick still visible to them while he grinds his hardening cock against your ass.
âlook at her,â rafe says, voice thick with arrogance as he stares straight at topper and kelce. âyou two pathetic fucks wish this was yours, donât you? bet youâre already getting hard just watching me play with my girl.â he laughed to himself.
topper shifts on the couch, eyes glued to the way rafeâs hand disappears under your skirt again, fingers slipping between your thighs to rub over your soaked panties. kelceâs face is flushed, jaw tight, but he doesnât look away.
rafe smirks and moves to the side for them to see him tugging your panties to the side, exposing your glistening pussy to the room. two thick fingers drag slowly up your slit, spreading your wetness while he keeps you bent over the counter.
âfuck, sheâs dripping,â he taunts, holding his shiny fingers up so they can see. âthis pussy gets like this for me every single time. you think sheâd ever get this wet for either of you losers?â he questioned.
he pushes his fingers back inside you without warning, curling them deep as his other hand keeps kneading your ass. you moan softly, pushing back against his hand, and rafe laughs, arousal coated in his tone.
âyeah, thatâs it, baby. show them how good you look when i touch you.â he pumps his fingers faster, the wet sounds obscene in the quiet room. âtell them who this pussy belongs to.â he commands, you gasp, voice shaky with pleasure, âitâs yours, rafeâŠâ
he rewards you by slapping your ass hard enough to make it jiggle, then soothing the sting with his palm while still fingering you.
âthatâs right. mine. and you two get to sit there like the sad little losers you are, watching me play with what youâll never have.â rafe teased.
the teasing didnât stop there, it never does. rafe always takes it to another level, and his friends would be liars if they said they didnât like how extreme he was.
rafe dragged you down the hall and into his bedroom, shutting the door hard but not locking it. he pushed you onto the bed on your back, crawling over you with that cocky smirk. his hands were everywhere, teasing you slowly like he wanted the boys in the living room to hear every single sound.
he kissed down your neck, one hand sliding up your skirt to rub your pussy over your soaked panties. âso fucking wet already, yeah?â he murmured against your skin, pressing two thick fingers against your clit and circling lazily. you whimpered, hips rolling up into his touch.
in the living room topper shifted on the couch, his ears open and hearing everything that was going on. kelce swallowed hard, leaning forward. the boyâs eyes meeting as they listened.
rafe pushed your top up, sucking on your tits while his fingers kept teasing your pussy, dipping just the tip of one finger inside before pulling back out. he loved making you squirm. âgonna stretch this tight little pussy on my cock,â he said loud enough for them to hear. âyou want it?â he toyed.
you nodded and he played with your hair next, fingers threading through it gently at first, then gripping a handful and tugging your head back so he could look down at you. you moaned louder. he smiled and spit directly into your open mouth, watching you swallow it with hazy eyes.
âgood girl,â he praised, finally pushing two thick fingers deep inside you, curling them while his thumb rubbed your clit. the wet sounds were loud and filthy.
topper looked away from kelceâs gaze, sighing out his nose to attempt to relax his body and the juices flowing.
kelceâs face was flushed.
rafe kept pumping his fingers, scissoring them to stretch you, all while still gripping your hair. âhear that, baby? theyâre listening to every moan i pull out of you.â he added a third finger, making you cry out at the stretch. âfeel how big my hand is? wait till you feel my cock.â
minutes later, still knuckle deep in your pussy and playing with your hair, rafe grabbed his phone and facetimed topper. topper answered, kelce right beside him, both of them staring at the screen.
rafe angled the camera down so they could see his fingers sliding in and out of your dripping pussy. he spread you open with his fingers, showing them how wet and stretched you were.
âlook at this shit,â rafe taunted, voice low and smug. he slowly pulled his fingers out and pushed them back in deeper, making you moan loudly. âthis pussy is mine. you two pathetic fucks just get to sit there and listen⊠or watch if youâre lucky.â rafe taunted.
he leaned down and spit into your mouth again while still fingering you, then tugged your hair so you arched for the camera. âtell them whose pussy this is, baby.â rafe coos. you gasped, voice shaky, âyours, rafe⊠only yours.â you moaned.
rafe laughed darkly, eyes locked on his friendsâ humiliated faces.
rafe ended the call after teasing them a little longer, tossing the phone aside. he flipped you onto your stomach, yanking your hips up so you were face down ass up on the bed. he gripped a handful of your hair, tugging your head back as he lined up his thick cock against your entrance.
âyou ready for me, baby?â he asked, rubbing the fat head up and down your soaked slit, teasing you even more. you nodded desperately, pushing back against him.
he pushed in slowly, stretching you open. you gasped sharply, breathing heavy as the sheer size of him made your walls flutter and struggle. ârafeâ fuck, youâre so big,â you whimpered, fingers clutching the sheets. âitâs too much⊠youâre splitting me open.â you squeal.
rafe groaned, pinning you down harder with one strong hand between your shoulder blades, keeping your upper body pressed into the mattress while your ass stayed up for him. âtake this dick like a good girl.â he whispered to you, teasingly.
he kept pushing deeper, inch by inch, until he bottomed out. you were panting, trying to adjust to the stretch, but he didnât give you long. he started fucking you in deep, steady strokes, the wet slap of his hips against your ass echoing through the room.
âoh my godâ rafe itâs so fucking big,â you moaned loudly, voice breaking. âi can feel you in my stomach⊠pleaseâ give me more.â you beg.
rafe smirked, tightening his grip in your hair as he picked up speed, pounding into you harder. the headboard slammed against the wall with every thrust. in the living room, topper and kelce could hear everything; your desperate moans, the filthy wet sounds, rafeâs low grunts.
topper muttered under his breath, and kelce was breathing hard, eyes fixed on the hallway.
rafe leaned over you, still pinning you down with one hand while the other reached around to rub your clit. he spit into your open mouth again when you turned your head, watching you swallow it with teary eyes. âbeg for it louder, baby. let them hear how much you love my cock.â he said.
âplease rafe! fuck me harder,â you cried out, tears starting to spill down your cheeks from how overwhelming it felt. the pleasure was too intense, his size hitting every spot perfectly. âi need itâ youâre so deep, so big⊠iâm gonna cumââ your body shook as you cried harder, tears soaking the sheets while he kept railing you, never letting up. rafe groaned at the sight, tugging your hair tighter and spitting on your tongue one more time.
âthatâs it, cry on my dick like a good little slut. this pussy was made for me. only me.â he possessively said.
rafe kept pounding into you relentlessly, his hand still pinning you down firmly between your shoulder blades while the other stayed tangled in your hair, tugging just right. every deep thrust made you feel impossibly full, his thick cock stretching you wide and hitting so deep it made your eyes roll back.
ârafeâ fuckâ itâs too big, youâre so deep,â you sobbed, tears streaming down your face as the pleasure built unbearably. your whole body was shaking, pussy clenching around his massive dick. âi canâtâ iâm gonna cumâ please donât stopââ you plead.
âcum on my cock then, baby,â rafe growled, spitting into your open mouth again as you moaned. you swallowed it desperately, crying harder from how good it felt. âlet them hear what a real orgasm sounds like from you.â
your orgasm hit you like a wave. you screamed his name, body convulsing as your pussy gushed around him, walls fluttering and squeezing his thick length so tight. the tears wouldnât stop, your breathing ragged and broken as you shook underneath him, completely lost in it.
âthatâs my good girl,â rafe groaned, fucking you through it, the wet sounds even louder now. in the living room topper was gripping the couch cushion, face red. kelce looked wrecked, shifting uncomfortably because of how hard he was.
rafeâs thrusts grew sloppier, harder, his grip in your hair tightening as he chased his own release. âgonna fill this pussy up,â he panted, leaning down to spit on your tongue one last time. âtake every drop like you always do.â
with a deep, guttural moan he buried himself to the hilt and came hard, thick ropes of cum flooding deep inside you. he kept grinding slow and deep, making sure you took everything while you whimpered and twitched underneath him, still coming down from your own intense orgasm.
rafe finally slowed, breathing heavy, still buried inside you as he stroked your hair gently now. âgood fucking girlâ from the living room, the boys stayed quiet, both of them clearly affected by every sound theyâd just heard.
notes. and yes you guys deserve a bonus to this, did the requester ask?? no. but ily
rafe was leaned back against the couch, legs spread wide in that cocky manspread, his thick thighs locking yours open so you couldnât close them even if you wanted to. you were sitting between his legs, back pressed to his chest, head tilted all the way back against his shoulder. one of his big hands was tangled gently in your hair, stroking and playing with it while the other was between your thighs, slowly playing with your soaked pussy.
his phone was propped up on the coffee table, recording everything in perfect view.
âthatâs it, baby⊠just relax for me,â rafe murmured sweetly against your ear, voice low and affectionate as two thick fingers circled your clit lazily. âlook how pretty you are like this. my good girl.â he adds.
you whimpered, hips twitching as he dipped his fingers lower and pushed them inside you. the stretch made you moan softly, squirming against his hold. his strong thighs kept your legs spread wide, completely exposed for the cameraâŠfor topper and kelce.
âshh, i know it feels big,â he cooed, kissing the side of your neck while slowly pumping his fingers deeper. âbut you can take it, canât you? this tight little pussy always takes what i give her.â he curled his fingers, rubbing that perfect spot inside you, and you cried out, body jerking.
rafe tightened his grip in your hair, not tugging hard, just holding you in place against his shoulder so the camera caught every expression on your face. he leaned in and spit gently into your open mouth, smiling when you swallowed it with a needy little moan.
âgood girl,â he praised softly, fingers moving faster now, wet sounds filling the room. âyouâre getting so close already, huh? i can feel you squeezing me.â he taunted. your breathing grew heavier, thighs trying to snap shut but unable to because of his manspreading legs pinning you open. ârafeâ fuck, itâs too muchââ
âi got you, baby,â he whispered tenderly, still playing with your hair while his fingers fucked you deeper. âcum for me. let it happen. i wanna see how pretty you look when you fall apart on my hand.â he continued.
your orgasm crashed over you hard. you squirmed and cried out, head pressing back against his shoulder as your pussy clenched and gushed around his thick fingers. tears pricked your eyes from the intensity, body shaking uncontrollably in his hold.
rafe kept his thighs locked tight around yours, holding you wide open for the camera the whole time. âthere she is⊠such a good fucking girl cumming so pretty for me,â he murmured sweetly, slowing his fingers but not pulling them out, letting you ride it out while he stroked your hair gently. âthatâs my baby.â he comments.
he kissed your temple softly as you came down, still recording every twitch and whimper. âgonna send this to the boys later,â he said with a quiet smirk, voice still warm against your ear. âlet them see exactly how i take care of whatâs mine.â
pairing: bi!sunghoon x sub!reader x bi!jake || wc: 2.6k || cw: smut! best friends!sunghoon and jake, voyeurism, masturbation, threesome, kissing, making out, oral (f and m rec.), handjobs, fingering, breast/nipple play, p in v, unprotected sex (don't.), cum play, mxm, dirty talk, strong language, use of petnames, mentions of alcohol  || warnings: +18 content, mdni! || a/n: this was all thanks to this request and i'm unwell haha.
the three of you have always been close â too close, some people say. jake, sunghoon, and you. best friends since the beginning of college, the kind who share late-night snacks, inside jokes that make no sense to outsiders, and secrets that could ruin reputations if they ever got out. but this particular secret is new, and itâs deliciously dangerous.
youâre in jakeâs apartment tonight, the one with the big couch and the soft lighting he always leaves on because he knows you like it. youâre dating jake â sort of. it started as hooking up after one too many drunk nights, but itâs evolved into something warmer, more consistent. it feels exclusive, even if you havenât put a label on it yet. sunghoon knows everything. he always does. heâs seen the hickeys on your neck, heard the muffled sounds through the walls when he crashes on the couch, and never once made it weird.
until tonight.
âiâve been thinking,â sunghoon says casually from his spot on the armchair, long legs stretched out. heâs nursing a beer, eyes flicking between you and jake on the couch. youâre curled into jakeâs side, his arm draped around your shoulders, fingers playing lazily with the strap of your tank top.
jake raises an eyebrow, teeth flashing as he smiles. âdangerous words coming from you, hoon.â
sunghoonâs gaze lingers on you a second too long, then shifts to jake. thereâs something darker in his eyes tonight, a curiosity thatâs been building for weeks. âi want to watch.â
the words drop like a stone into still water. you freeze, heat flooding your face. jakeâs hand stills on your shoulder.
sunghoon nods, not backing down. his cheeks are faintly pink but his jaw is set. âyeah. you two. i know youâre fucking. iâve known for a while. and i⊠iâm curious. about how it looks. how you are with her.â
you swallow hard, glancing at jake. heâs watching sunghoon carefully, but thereâs no anger there â just intrigue, and maybe a spark of something hotter. jake has always been open, playful in bed. this wouldnât be the first boundary you two have pushed.
âyou sure?â you ask sunghoon softly. âit might⊠change things, or make them weird.â
âiâm sure,â he says, voice steady. âif youâre both okay with it.â
jake looks at you, searching your face. you bite your lip, then nod. the idea sends a thrill through you â sunghoonâs intense stare on you while jake touches you. youâve always found sunghoon attractive, tall and sharp-featured with that quiet intensity. knowing he wants to see you like this⊠itâs intoxicating, to say the least.
âokay,â jake says, grinning that charming grin. âbut you stay in the chair unless we say otherwise.â
sunghoon settles back, legs spreading a little wider, beer forgotten on the side table.
jake turns to you first, cupping your jaw and pulling you into a slow kiss. itâs familiar, warm, the kind that always makes your stomach flutter. his tongue slides against yours lazily, deepening it as his hand trails down your neck, thumb brushing your collarbone. you sigh into his mouth, already melting.
sunghoonâs breathing is audible across the room.
jake peels your tank top off slowly, exposing your bra. he kisses down your neck, sucking lightly at the spot he knows drives you crazy. you arch into him, fingers threading through his soft hair. when he reaches behind you to unhook your bra, letting it fall away, you hear sunghoon shift in his seat.
âfuck,â sunghoon breathes. his voice is rough already. âsheâs gorgeous.â
jake smiles against your skin. âisnât she?â he palms one of your breasts, thumb circling your nipple until it hardens. you moan softly, eyes fluttering open to look at sunghoon.
heâs watching intently, lips parted, one hand gripping the arm of the chair. his eyes are dark, fixed on every movement.
jake lays you back on the couch, stripping your shorts and panties down your legs. youâre completely bare now, and sunghoonâs gaze drags over you like he's physically touching you â your breasts, the curve of your waist, the wetness already glistening between your thighs.
âtouch her,â sunghoon says quietly. itâs not a demand, but thereâs hunger in it.
jake chuckles softly and spreads your legs, settling between them. he kisses down your stomach, then lower, tongue flicking out to taste you. you gasp, back arching as he licks broad stripes over your clit, sucking gently. your hand flies to his hair, hips rolling against his mouth.
sunghoon leans forward slightly, elbows on his knees. his eyes are glued to where jakeâs tongue is working you open. âdoes she taste good?â he asks, voice strained.
âso fucking good,â jake murmurs against you, the vibrations making you whimper. he pushes two fingers inside you slowly, curling them just right while his mouth stays on your clit.
youâre moaning louder now, eyes locked with sunghoonâs. the way heâs watching you â like heâs starving â pushes you closer to the edge faster than usual.
but then jake pulls back, stripping his own shirt off. sunghoonâs gaze shifts immediately to jakeâs toned chest, the way his abs flex as he moves. jake catches it and smirks, but doesnât comment. he sheds his pants and boxers, cock hard and leaking as he strokes himself once.
sunghoonâs breath catches audibly. his eyes widen a fraction, pupils blown as he stares at jakeâs length, then at the way jake lines himself up with your entrance.
âready, baby?â jake asks you, but his eyes flick to sunghoon too.
you nod desperately. jake pushes in slowly, stretching you open with that perfect burn. you moan loudly, nails digging into his shoulders as he bottoms out. he starts thrusting, deep and steady, the wet sounds of your bodies filling the room.
sunghoon is breathing harder. his hand presses against the front of his jeans, palming himself openly now. but itâs not just you heâs staring at. his eyes keep darting to jake â the flex of his back muscles, the way his hips snap forward, the sheen of sweat on his skin, the low groans he makes every time you clench around him.
something shifts in sunghoonâs expression. realization. heat. confusion and want all at once.
âjakeâŠâ he whispers, almost to himself. his hand slips inside his jeans, wrapping around his own cock as he watches his best friend fuck you. the sight of jakeâs cock disappearing into you over and over, glistening with your arousal, combined with your breathy moans â itâs too much.
heâs hard as steel, throbbing in his own grip, and the arousal hitting him while watching jake is undeniable. he always knew he liked you. the little attractions, the lingering hugs, the way heâd get jealous when jake touched you. but this â the way his stomach tightens seeing jakeâs flushed chest, the veins on his forearms, the way his jaw clenches in pleasure â itâs new. overwhelming. bi awakening crashing over him like a wave.
âhoon,â you gasp, reaching a hand toward him. âcome closer.â
sunghoon hesitates only a second before standing, jeans open, cock heavy in his hand as he moves to the edge of the couch. up close, he can see everything â the way jakeâs cock stretches you, the slick sounds, your face twisted in ecstasy.
jake slows his thrusts, looking up at sunghoon with dark eyes. âyou like watching me fuck her?â
sunghoon swallows hard, nodding. his voice is wrecked. âyeah. fuck, i do. both of you⊠i didnât expectââ
âitâs okay,â you whisper, cupping his cheek. your thumb brushes his lower lip. âtouch yourself while he fucks me. or⊠touch us.â
that breaks the last of his restraint.
sunghoon leans down and kisses you first â hesitant, then hungry, tongue sliding against yours as jake starts thrusting again. you moan into sunghoonâs mouth, one hand on his chest, the other reaching down to wrap around his cock. heâs big, hot, leaking precum as you stroke him in time with jakeâs movements.
âshit,â sunghoon groans against your lips. âyour hand feels so good.â
jake watches the two of you, hips snapping harder. âheâs pretty when heâs desperate, isnât he, baby?â
you nod, dazed, squeezing sunghoonâs cock a little tighter. sunghoonâs free hand finds your breast, pinching your nipple while he kisses you deeper. then, almost shyly at first, his other hand reaches out to touch jakeâs shoulder, sliding down his back, feeling the muscles move as jake fucks you.
jake shivers under the touch but doesnât pull away. if anything, he leans into it.
then, the dynamic shifts. jake pulls out suddenly, flipping you onto your hands and knees so youâre facing sunghoon. âsuck him while i fuck you from behind.â
you donât hesitate. you take sunghoon into your mouth, tongue swirling around the head as he groans loudly, hand gently guiding your head. jake thrusts back into you, deeper in this position, hitting that spot that makes you see stars. every thrust pushes you further onto sunghoonâs cock, and the sounds are obscene â wet gagging, skin slapping, broken moans from all three of you.
sunghoonâs eyes are fixed on jake now too, watching his best friend pound into you, hands gripping your hips. âjake⊠you look so fucking hot like this,â he admits breathlessly, the words spilling out in the heat of it. âboth of you. i canâtâ i didnât know i wanted this too.â
jake reaches over your back, grabbing sunghoonâs free hand and pulling it to your hip, then lower, guiding sunghoonâs fingers to where his cock is sliding in and out of you. sunghoon groans at the feeling â the stretch, the wetness, the way you flutter around jake.
âtouch me too,â jake says roughly.
sunghoon does, hesitant at first, then bolder â palming jakeâs balls, then wrapping fingers around the base of jakeâs cock as it moves. jake moans loudly, hips stuttering.
the three of you move together like that for what feels like hours â a messy, perfect rhythm that blurs time and leaves the room thick with the scent of sex and sweat.
youâre on your hands and knees on the couch, mouth full of sunghoonâs cock as you suck him sloppily, spit dripping down your chin while your tongue swirls around the head and takes him deeper with every forward rock of your body.
jake is behind you, fucking you in steady, deep thrusts that punch the breath out of your lungs every time he bottoms out. the wet, obscene sound of his hips slapping against your ass mixes with your muffled moans and sunghoonâs low, broken groans.
sunghoonâs hand is gentle in your hair, not forcing but guiding, his thumb stroking your cheek almost reverently even as his cock twitches on your tongue. his other hand keeps wandering â brushing over your back, then reaching further to touch jake wherever he can reach. fingers tracing the flexing muscles of jakeâs shoulder, sliding down the sweat-slick line of his spine, then lower, palming jakeâs ass as he thrusts into you. every new touch makes sunghoonâs breath hitch harder, like heâs still shocked by how much he wants this.
âfuck⊠look at you,â sunghoon murmurs, voice wrecked and awed. âtaking both of us so well.â
jake groans in agreement, one hand gripping your hip tightly while the other reaches around to rub your clit in tight circles. âsheâs perfect. so fucking wet for us. you feel how tight she gets when you touch me, hoon? she loves it.â
sunghoon nods shakily, eyes locked on where jakeâs cock disappears inside you over and over, glistening with your arousal. the sight combined with the heat of your mouth around him is driving him insane. his hips start twitching forward more desperately, fucking your throat a little deeper as his usual cool composure completely unravels.
eventually jake slows his thrusts, pulling out with a wet sound that makes you whine around sunghoonâs cock. he flips you gently onto your back, spreading your legs wide. âyour turn, hoon. fuck her while she strokes me.â
sunghoon doesnât need to be told twice. he moves between your thighs, eyes dark and hungry as he lines himself up. he pushes in slowly at first, savoring every inch, jaw dropping at the tight, wet heat enveloping him. âoh my god⊠baby,â he breathes, the pet name slipping out naturally. he bottoms out with a shudder, staying still for a moment just to feel you clench around him.
you reach for jake, wrapping your hand around his slick cock and stroking him steadily. jake leans down to kiss you messily, tongue sliding against yours while sunghoon starts moving â gentle, rolling thrusts at first, like heâs memorizing the feeling. but it doesnât stay gentle for long. his control snaps, hips speeding up until heâs thrusting deep and hard, the couch creaking beneath you. every snap of his hips forces broken moans from your throat.
sunghoon pants, moaning both your name and jakeâs in the same breath like he canât separate the pleasure anymore. âfeels so good⊠both of you.â
jake kisses you harder, then pulls back just enough to lean over and capture sunghoonâs mouth in a kiss â tentative at first, testing, lips brushing softly. sunghoon freezes for half a second, then surges forward into it, turning the kiss deep and filthy, tongues tangling as he keeps fucking you harder. the sight alone makes you clench around him.
itâs overwhelming. it's fucking perfect. the air is thick with moans and gasps and the wet sounds of bodies moving together. sunghoonâs hand finds one of your breasts, pinching your nipple while jakeâs fingers return to your clit, rubbing fast. youâre caught between them, pleasure building impossibly high until it crashes over you.
you come first with a sharp cry, back arching clean off the couch as your walls flutter and squeeze around sunghoonâs cock. the intensity triggers his own orgasm almost immediately â he buries himself deep, hips stuttering as he spills inside you with a loud, broken moan of your name mixed with jakeâs. his whole body trembles through it, face buried against your neck.
jake follows seconds later, stroking himself furiously over your bodies. thick ropes of cum paint your stomach, your breasts, and sunghoonâs chest where heâs still leaning over you. jake groans deeply, milking every last drop as he watches the mess heâs made on both of you.
after that, the three of you collapse in a tangled, sweaty pile on the couch. limbs are everywhere â sunghoonâs head resting heavily on your stomach, breathing hard against your skin, while jake sprawls half on top of both of you, one arm wrapped protectively around your waist and the other draped over sunghoonâs back. the room feels warm and hazy, hearts still racing as the high slowly ebbs.
sunghoonâs breathing is still shaky as he processes everything, fingers tracing idle patterns on your hip. after a long silence, he lets out a soft, disbelieving laugh.
âthat was⊠my bi awakening, i think,â he admits quietly, voice hoarse. âi knew i liked her. iâve liked her for a while. the way she laughs, the way she fits between us⊠but watching you, jake â fuck. the way you moved, the sounds you made, how you looked fucking her⊠i didnât expect to want that too. want you too.â
jake presses a gentle kiss to sunghoonâs temple, then leans over to kiss your forehead, his dimples soft and warm. âgood. because weâre not done tonight. not even close. weâve got all night to figure this out⊠together.â
you smile sleepily, contentment settling deep in your chest as your fingers card gently through sunghoonâs damp hair. the three of you â best friends who have always been a little too close, a little too intertwined â finally feel like something more. lovers. a unit. whatever this is now, it fits perfectly, like it was always meant to be this way.
and there are many more nights ahead where curious eyes turn into wandering hands, shared pleasure, and something that feels a lot like love.
pairing: bi!sunghoon x sub!reader x bi!jake || wc: 2.6k || cw: smut! best friends!sunghoon and jake, voyeurism, masturbation, threesome, kissing, making out, oral (f and m rec.), handjobs, fingering, breast/nipple play, p in v, unprotected sex (don't.), cum play, mxm, dirty talk, strong language, use of petnames, mentions of alcohol  || warnings: +18 content, mdni! || a/n: this was all thanks to this request and i'm unwell haha.
the three of you have always been close â too close, some people say. jake, sunghoon, and you. best friends since the beginning of college, the kind who share late-night snacks, inside jokes that make no sense to outsiders, and secrets that could ruin reputations if they ever got out. but this particular secret is new, and itâs deliciously dangerous.
youâre in jakeâs apartment tonight, the one with the big couch and the soft lighting he always leaves on because he knows you like it. youâre dating jake â sort of. it started as hooking up after one too many drunk nights, but itâs evolved into something warmer, more consistent. it feels exclusive, even if you havenât put a label on it yet. sunghoon knows everything. he always does. heâs seen the hickeys on your neck, heard the muffled sounds through the walls when he crashes on the couch, and never once made it weird.
until tonight.
âiâve been thinking,â sunghoon says casually from his spot on the armchair, long legs stretched out. heâs nursing a beer, eyes flicking between you and jake on the couch. youâre curled into jakeâs side, his arm draped around your shoulders, fingers playing lazily with the strap of your tank top.
jake raises an eyebrow, teeth flashing as he smiles. âdangerous words coming from you, hoon.â
sunghoonâs gaze lingers on you a second too long, then shifts to jake. thereâs something darker in his eyes tonight, a curiosity thatâs been building for weeks. âi want to watch.â
the words drop like a stone into still water. you freeze, heat flooding your face. jakeâs hand stills on your shoulder.
sunghoon nods, not backing down. his cheeks are faintly pink but his jaw is set. âyeah. you two. i know youâre fucking. iâve known for a while. and i⊠iâm curious. about how it looks. how you are with her.â
you swallow hard, glancing at jake. heâs watching sunghoon carefully, but thereâs no anger there â just intrigue, and maybe a spark of something hotter. jake has always been open, playful in bed. this wouldnât be the first boundary you two have pushed.
âyou sure?â you ask sunghoon softly. âit might⊠change things, or make them weird.â
âiâm sure,â he says, voice steady. âif youâre both okay with it.â
jake looks at you, searching your face. you bite your lip, then nod. the idea sends a thrill through you â sunghoonâs intense stare on you while jake touches you. youâve always found sunghoon attractive, tall and sharp-featured with that quiet intensity. knowing he wants to see you like this⊠itâs intoxicating, to say the least.
âokay,â jake says, grinning that charming grin. âbut you stay in the chair unless we say otherwise.â
sunghoon settles back, legs spreading a little wider, beer forgotten on the side table.
jake turns to you first, cupping your jaw and pulling you into a slow kiss. itâs familiar, warm, the kind that always makes your stomach flutter. his tongue slides against yours lazily, deepening it as his hand trails down your neck, thumb brushing your collarbone. you sigh into his mouth, already melting.
sunghoonâs breathing is audible across the room.
jake peels your tank top off slowly, exposing your bra. he kisses down your neck, sucking lightly at the spot he knows drives you crazy. you arch into him, fingers threading through his soft hair. when he reaches behind you to unhook your bra, letting it fall away, you hear sunghoon shift in his seat.
âfuck,â sunghoon breathes. his voice is rough already. âsheâs gorgeous.â
jake smiles against your skin. âisnât she?â he palms one of your breasts, thumb circling your nipple until it hardens. you moan softly, eyes fluttering open to look at sunghoon.
heâs watching intently, lips parted, one hand gripping the arm of the chair. his eyes are dark, fixed on every movement.
jake lays you back on the couch, stripping your shorts and panties down your legs. youâre completely bare now, and sunghoonâs gaze drags over you like he's physically touching you â your breasts, the curve of your waist, the wetness already glistening between your thighs.
âtouch her,â sunghoon says quietly. itâs not a demand, but thereâs hunger in it.
jake chuckles softly and spreads your legs, settling between them. he kisses down your stomach, then lower, tongue flicking out to taste you. you gasp, back arching as he licks broad stripes over your clit, sucking gently. your hand flies to his hair, hips rolling against his mouth.
sunghoon leans forward slightly, elbows on his knees. his eyes are glued to where jakeâs tongue is working you open. âdoes she taste good?â he asks, voice strained.
âso fucking good,â jake murmurs against you, the vibrations making you whimper. he pushes two fingers inside you slowly, curling them just right while his mouth stays on your clit.
youâre moaning louder now, eyes locked with sunghoonâs. the way heâs watching you â like heâs starving â pushes you closer to the edge faster than usual.
but then jake pulls back, stripping his own shirt off. sunghoonâs gaze shifts immediately to jakeâs toned chest, the way his abs flex as he moves. jake catches it and smirks, but doesnât comment. he sheds his pants and boxers, cock hard and leaking as he strokes himself once.
sunghoonâs breath catches audibly. his eyes widen a fraction, pupils blown as he stares at jakeâs length, then at the way jake lines himself up with your entrance.
âready, baby?â jake asks you, but his eyes flick to sunghoon too.
you nod desperately. jake pushes in slowly, stretching you open with that perfect burn. you moan loudly, nails digging into his shoulders as he bottoms out. he starts thrusting, deep and steady, the wet sounds of your bodies filling the room.
sunghoon is breathing harder. his hand presses against the front of his jeans, palming himself openly now. but itâs not just you heâs staring at. his eyes keep darting to jake â the flex of his back muscles, the way his hips snap forward, the sheen of sweat on his skin, the low groans he makes every time you clench around him.
something shifts in sunghoonâs expression. realization. heat. confusion and want all at once.
âjakeâŠâ he whispers, almost to himself. his hand slips inside his jeans, wrapping around his own cock as he watches his best friend fuck you. the sight of jakeâs cock disappearing into you over and over, glistening with your arousal, combined with your breathy moans â itâs too much.
heâs hard as steel, throbbing in his own grip, and the arousal hitting him while watching jake is undeniable. he always knew he liked you. the little attractions, the lingering hugs, the way heâd get jealous when jake touched you. but this â the way his stomach tightens seeing jakeâs flushed chest, the veins on his forearms, the way his jaw clenches in pleasure â itâs new. overwhelming. bi awakening crashing over him like a wave.
âhoon,â you gasp, reaching a hand toward him. âcome closer.â
sunghoon hesitates only a second before standing, jeans open, cock heavy in his hand as he moves to the edge of the couch. up close, he can see everything â the way jakeâs cock stretches you, the slick sounds, your face twisted in ecstasy.
jake slows his thrusts, looking up at sunghoon with dark eyes. âyou like watching me fuck her?â
sunghoon swallows hard, nodding. his voice is wrecked. âyeah. fuck, i do. both of you⊠i didnât expectââ
âitâs okay,â you whisper, cupping his cheek. your thumb brushes his lower lip. âtouch yourself while he fucks me. or⊠touch us.â
that breaks the last of his restraint.
sunghoon leans down and kisses you first â hesitant, then hungry, tongue sliding against yours as jake starts thrusting again. you moan into sunghoonâs mouth, one hand on his chest, the other reaching down to wrap around his cock. heâs big, hot, leaking precum as you stroke him in time with jakeâs movements.
âshit,â sunghoon groans against your lips. âyour hand feels so good.â
jake watches the two of you, hips snapping harder. âheâs pretty when heâs desperate, isnât he, baby?â
you nod, dazed, squeezing sunghoonâs cock a little tighter. sunghoonâs free hand finds your breast, pinching your nipple while he kisses you deeper. then, almost shyly at first, his other hand reaches out to touch jakeâs shoulder, sliding down his back, feeling the muscles move as jake fucks you.
jake shivers under the touch but doesnât pull away. if anything, he leans into it.
then, the dynamic shifts. jake pulls out suddenly, flipping you onto your hands and knees so youâre facing sunghoon. âsuck him while i fuck you from behind.â
you donât hesitate. you take sunghoon into your mouth, tongue swirling around the head as he groans loudly, hand gently guiding your head. jake thrusts back into you, deeper in this position, hitting that spot that makes you see stars. every thrust pushes you further onto sunghoonâs cock, and the sounds are obscene â wet gagging, skin slapping, broken moans from all three of you.
sunghoonâs eyes are fixed on jake now too, watching his best friend pound into you, hands gripping your hips. âjake⊠you look so fucking hot like this,â he admits breathlessly, the words spilling out in the heat of it. âboth of you. i canâtâ i didnât know i wanted this too.â
jake reaches over your back, grabbing sunghoonâs free hand and pulling it to your hip, then lower, guiding sunghoonâs fingers to where his cock is sliding in and out of you. sunghoon groans at the feeling â the stretch, the wetness, the way you flutter around jake.
âtouch me too,â jake says roughly.
sunghoon does, hesitant at first, then bolder â palming jakeâs balls, then wrapping fingers around the base of jakeâs cock as it moves. jake moans loudly, hips stuttering.
the three of you move together like that for what feels like hours â a messy, perfect rhythm that blurs time and leaves the room thick with the scent of sex and sweat.
youâre on your hands and knees on the couch, mouth full of sunghoonâs cock as you suck him sloppily, spit dripping down your chin while your tongue swirls around the head and takes him deeper with every forward rock of your body.
jake is behind you, fucking you in steady, deep thrusts that punch the breath out of your lungs every time he bottoms out. the wet, obscene sound of his hips slapping against your ass mixes with your muffled moans and sunghoonâs low, broken groans.
sunghoonâs hand is gentle in your hair, not forcing but guiding, his thumb stroking your cheek almost reverently even as his cock twitches on your tongue. his other hand keeps wandering â brushing over your back, then reaching further to touch jake wherever he can reach. fingers tracing the flexing muscles of jakeâs shoulder, sliding down the sweat-slick line of his spine, then lower, palming jakeâs ass as he thrusts into you. every new touch makes sunghoonâs breath hitch harder, like heâs still shocked by how much he wants this.
âfuck⊠look at you,â sunghoon murmurs, voice wrecked and awed. âtaking both of us so well.â
jake groans in agreement, one hand gripping your hip tightly while the other reaches around to rub your clit in tight circles. âsheâs perfect. so fucking wet for us. you feel how tight she gets when you touch me, hoon? she loves it.â
sunghoon nods shakily, eyes locked on where jakeâs cock disappears inside you over and over, glistening with your arousal. the sight combined with the heat of your mouth around him is driving him insane. his hips start twitching forward more desperately, fucking your throat a little deeper as his usual cool composure completely unravels.
eventually jake slows his thrusts, pulling out with a wet sound that makes you whine around sunghoonâs cock. he flips you gently onto your back, spreading your legs wide. âyour turn, hoon. fuck her while she strokes me.â
sunghoon doesnât need to be told twice. he moves between your thighs, eyes dark and hungry as he lines himself up. he pushes in slowly at first, savoring every inch, jaw dropping at the tight, wet heat enveloping him. âoh my god⊠baby,â he breathes, the pet name slipping out naturally. he bottoms out with a shudder, staying still for a moment just to feel you clench around him.
you reach for jake, wrapping your hand around his slick cock and stroking him steadily. jake leans down to kiss you messily, tongue sliding against yours while sunghoon starts moving â gentle, rolling thrusts at first, like heâs memorizing the feeling. but it doesnât stay gentle for long. his control snaps, hips speeding up until heâs thrusting deep and hard, the couch creaking beneath you. every snap of his hips forces broken moans from your throat.
sunghoon pants, moaning both your name and jakeâs in the same breath like he canât separate the pleasure anymore. âfeels so good⊠both of you.â
jake kisses you harder, then pulls back just enough to lean over and capture sunghoonâs mouth in a kiss â tentative at first, testing, lips brushing softly. sunghoon freezes for half a second, then surges forward into it, turning the kiss deep and filthy, tongues tangling as he keeps fucking you harder. the sight alone makes you clench around him.
itâs overwhelming. it's fucking perfect. the air is thick with moans and gasps and the wet sounds of bodies moving together. sunghoonâs hand finds one of your breasts, pinching your nipple while jakeâs fingers return to your clit, rubbing fast. youâre caught between them, pleasure building impossibly high until it crashes over you.
you come first with a sharp cry, back arching clean off the couch as your walls flutter and squeeze around sunghoonâs cock. the intensity triggers his own orgasm almost immediately â he buries himself deep, hips stuttering as he spills inside you with a loud, broken moan of your name mixed with jakeâs. his whole body trembles through it, face buried against your neck.
jake follows seconds later, stroking himself furiously over your bodies. thick ropes of cum paint your stomach, your breasts, and sunghoonâs chest where heâs still leaning over you. jake groans deeply, milking every last drop as he watches the mess heâs made on both of you.
after that, the three of you collapse in a tangled, sweaty pile on the couch. limbs are everywhere â sunghoonâs head resting heavily on your stomach, breathing hard against your skin, while jake sprawls half on top of both of you, one arm wrapped protectively around your waist and the other draped over sunghoonâs back. the room feels warm and hazy, hearts still racing as the high slowly ebbs.
sunghoonâs breathing is still shaky as he processes everything, fingers tracing idle patterns on your hip. after a long silence, he lets out a soft, disbelieving laugh.
âthat was⊠my bi awakening, i think,â he admits quietly, voice hoarse. âi knew i liked her. iâve liked her for a while. the way she laughs, the way she fits between us⊠but watching you, jake â fuck. the way you moved, the sounds you made, how you looked fucking her⊠i didnât expect to want that too. want you too.â
jake presses a gentle kiss to sunghoonâs temple, then leans over to kiss your forehead, his dimples soft and warm. âgood. because weâre not done tonight. not even close. weâve got all night to figure this out⊠together.â
you smile sleepily, contentment settling deep in your chest as your fingers card gently through sunghoonâs damp hair. the three of you â best friends who have always been a little too close, a little too intertwined â finally feel like something more. lovers. a unit. whatever this is now, it fits perfectly, like it was always meant to be this way.
and there are many more nights ahead where curious eyes turn into wandering hands, shared pleasure, and something that feels a lot like love.
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pairing: bi!sunghoon x sub!reader x bi!jake || wc: 2.6k || cw: smut! best friends!sunghoon and jake, voyeurism, masturbation, threesome, kissing, making out, oral (f and m rec.), handjobs, fingering, breast/nipple play, p in v, unprotected sex (don't.), cum play, mxm, dirty talk, strong language, use of petnames, mentions of alcohol  || warnings: +18 content, mdni! || a/n: this was all thanks to this request and i'm unwell haha.
the three of you have always been close â too close, some people say. jake, sunghoon, and you. best friends since the beginning of college, the kind who share late-night snacks, inside jokes that make no sense to outsiders, and secrets that could ruin reputations if they ever got out. but this particular secret is new, and itâs deliciously dangerous.
youâre in jakeâs apartment tonight, the one with the big couch and the soft lighting he always leaves on because he knows you like it. youâre dating jake â sort of. it started as hooking up after one too many drunk nights, but itâs evolved into something warmer, more consistent. it feels exclusive, even if you havenât put a label on it yet. sunghoon knows everything. he always does. heâs seen the hickeys on your neck, heard the muffled sounds through the walls when he crashes on the couch, and never once made it weird.
until tonight.
âiâve been thinking,â sunghoon says casually from his spot on the armchair, long legs stretched out. heâs nursing a beer, eyes flicking between you and jake on the couch. youâre curled into jakeâs side, his arm draped around your shoulders, fingers playing lazily with the strap of your tank top.
jake raises an eyebrow, teeth flashing as he smiles. âdangerous words coming from you, hoon.â
sunghoonâs gaze lingers on you a second too long, then shifts to jake. thereâs something darker in his eyes tonight, a curiosity thatâs been building for weeks. âi want to watch.â
the words drop like a stone into still water. you freeze, heat flooding your face. jakeâs hand stills on your shoulder.
sunghoon nods, not backing down. his cheeks are faintly pink but his jaw is set. âyeah. you two. i know youâre fucking. iâve known for a while. and i⊠iâm curious. about how it looks. how you are with her.â
you swallow hard, glancing at jake. heâs watching sunghoon carefully, but thereâs no anger there â just intrigue, and maybe a spark of something hotter. jake has always been open, playful in bed. this wouldnât be the first boundary you two have pushed.
âyou sure?â you ask sunghoon softly. âit might⊠change things, or make them weird.â
âiâm sure,â he says, voice steady. âif youâre both okay with it.â
jake looks at you, searching your face. you bite your lip, then nod. the idea sends a thrill through you â sunghoonâs intense stare on you while jake touches you. youâve always found sunghoon attractive, tall and sharp-featured with that quiet intensity. knowing he wants to see you like this⊠itâs intoxicating, to say the least.
âokay,â jake says, grinning that charming grin. âbut you stay in the chair unless we say otherwise.â
sunghoon settles back, legs spreading a little wider, beer forgotten on the side table.
jake turns to you first, cupping your jaw and pulling you into a slow kiss. itâs familiar, warm, the kind that always makes your stomach flutter. his tongue slides against yours lazily, deepening it as his hand trails down your neck, thumb brushing your collarbone. you sigh into his mouth, already melting.
sunghoonâs breathing is audible across the room.
jake peels your tank top off slowly, exposing your bra. he kisses down your neck, sucking lightly at the spot he knows drives you crazy. you arch into him, fingers threading through his soft hair. when he reaches behind you to unhook your bra, letting it fall away, you hear sunghoon shift in his seat.
âfuck,â sunghoon breathes. his voice is rough already. âsheâs gorgeous.â
jake smiles against your skin. âisnât she?â he palms one of your breasts, thumb circling your nipple until it hardens. you moan softly, eyes fluttering open to look at sunghoon.
heâs watching intently, lips parted, one hand gripping the arm of the chair. his eyes are dark, fixed on every movement.
jake lays you back on the couch, stripping your shorts and panties down your legs. youâre completely bare now, and sunghoonâs gaze drags over you like he's physically touching you â your breasts, the curve of your waist, the wetness already glistening between your thighs.
âtouch her,â sunghoon says quietly. itâs not a demand, but thereâs hunger in it.
jake chuckles softly and spreads your legs, settling between them. he kisses down your stomach, then lower, tongue flicking out to taste you. you gasp, back arching as he licks broad stripes over your clit, sucking gently. your hand flies to his hair, hips rolling against his mouth.
sunghoon leans forward slightly, elbows on his knees. his eyes are glued to where jakeâs tongue is working you open. âdoes she taste good?â he asks, voice strained.
âso fucking good,â jake murmurs against you, the vibrations making you whimper. he pushes two fingers inside you slowly, curling them just right while his mouth stays on your clit.
youâre moaning louder now, eyes locked with sunghoonâs. the way heâs watching you â like heâs starving â pushes you closer to the edge faster than usual.
but then jake pulls back, stripping his own shirt off. sunghoonâs gaze shifts immediately to jakeâs toned chest, the way his abs flex as he moves. jake catches it and smirks, but doesnât comment. he sheds his pants and boxers, cock hard and leaking as he strokes himself once.
sunghoonâs breath catches audibly. his eyes widen a fraction, pupils blown as he stares at jakeâs length, then at the way jake lines himself up with your entrance.
âready, baby?â jake asks you, but his eyes flick to sunghoon too.
you nod desperately. jake pushes in slowly, stretching you open with that perfect burn. you moan loudly, nails digging into his shoulders as he bottoms out. he starts thrusting, deep and steady, the wet sounds of your bodies filling the room.
sunghoon is breathing harder. his hand presses against the front of his jeans, palming himself openly now. but itâs not just you heâs staring at. his eyes keep darting to jake â the flex of his back muscles, the way his hips snap forward, the sheen of sweat on his skin, the low groans he makes every time you clench around him.
something shifts in sunghoonâs expression. realization. heat. confusion and want all at once.
âjakeâŠâ he whispers, almost to himself. his hand slips inside his jeans, wrapping around his own cock as he watches his best friend fuck you. the sight of jakeâs cock disappearing into you over and over, glistening with your arousal, combined with your breathy moans â itâs too much.
heâs hard as steel, throbbing in his own grip, and the arousal hitting him while watching jake is undeniable. he always knew he liked you. the little attractions, the lingering hugs, the way heâd get jealous when jake touched you. but this â the way his stomach tightens seeing jakeâs flushed chest, the veins on his forearms, the way his jaw clenches in pleasure â itâs new. overwhelming. bi awakening crashing over him like a wave.
âhoon,â you gasp, reaching a hand toward him. âcome closer.â
sunghoon hesitates only a second before standing, jeans open, cock heavy in his hand as he moves to the edge of the couch. up close, he can see everything â the way jakeâs cock stretches you, the slick sounds, your face twisted in ecstasy.
jake slows his thrusts, looking up at sunghoon with dark eyes. âyou like watching me fuck her?â
sunghoon swallows hard, nodding. his voice is wrecked. âyeah. fuck, i do. both of you⊠i didnât expectââ
âitâs okay,â you whisper, cupping his cheek. your thumb brushes his lower lip. âtouch yourself while he fucks me. or⊠touch us.â
that breaks the last of his restraint.
sunghoon leans down and kisses you first â hesitant, then hungry, tongue sliding against yours as jake starts thrusting again. you moan into sunghoonâs mouth, one hand on his chest, the other reaching down to wrap around his cock. heâs big, hot, leaking precum as you stroke him in time with jakeâs movements.
âshit,â sunghoon groans against your lips. âyour hand feels so good.â
jake watches the two of you, hips snapping harder. âheâs pretty when heâs desperate, isnât he, baby?â
you nod, dazed, squeezing sunghoonâs cock a little tighter. sunghoonâs free hand finds your breast, pinching your nipple while he kisses you deeper. then, almost shyly at first, his other hand reaches out to touch jakeâs shoulder, sliding down his back, feeling the muscles move as jake fucks you.
jake shivers under the touch but doesnât pull away. if anything, he leans into it.
then, the dynamic shifts. jake pulls out suddenly, flipping you onto your hands and knees so youâre facing sunghoon. âsuck him while i fuck you from behind.â
you donât hesitate. you take sunghoon into your mouth, tongue swirling around the head as he groans loudly, hand gently guiding your head. jake thrusts back into you, deeper in this position, hitting that spot that makes you see stars. every thrust pushes you further onto sunghoonâs cock, and the sounds are obscene â wet gagging, skin slapping, broken moans from all three of you.
sunghoonâs eyes are fixed on jake now too, watching his best friend pound into you, hands gripping your hips. âjake⊠you look so fucking hot like this,â he admits breathlessly, the words spilling out in the heat of it. âboth of you. i canâtâ i didnât know i wanted this too.â
jake reaches over your back, grabbing sunghoonâs free hand and pulling it to your hip, then lower, guiding sunghoonâs fingers to where his cock is sliding in and out of you. sunghoon groans at the feeling â the stretch, the wetness, the way you flutter around jake.
âtouch me too,â jake says roughly.
sunghoon does, hesitant at first, then bolder â palming jakeâs balls, then wrapping fingers around the base of jakeâs cock as it moves. jake moans loudly, hips stuttering.
the three of you move together like that for what feels like hours â a messy, perfect rhythm that blurs time and leaves the room thick with the scent of sex and sweat.
youâre on your hands and knees on the couch, mouth full of sunghoonâs cock as you suck him sloppily, spit dripping down your chin while your tongue swirls around the head and takes him deeper with every forward rock of your body.
jake is behind you, fucking you in steady, deep thrusts that punch the breath out of your lungs every time he bottoms out. the wet, obscene sound of his hips slapping against your ass mixes with your muffled moans and sunghoonâs low, broken groans.
sunghoonâs hand is gentle in your hair, not forcing but guiding, his thumb stroking your cheek almost reverently even as his cock twitches on your tongue. his other hand keeps wandering â brushing over your back, then reaching further to touch jake wherever he can reach. fingers tracing the flexing muscles of jakeâs shoulder, sliding down the sweat-slick line of his spine, then lower, palming jakeâs ass as he thrusts into you. every new touch makes sunghoonâs breath hitch harder, like heâs still shocked by how much he wants this.
âfuck⊠look at you,â sunghoon murmurs, voice wrecked and awed. âtaking both of us so well.â
jake groans in agreement, one hand gripping your hip tightly while the other reaches around to rub your clit in tight circles. âsheâs perfect. so fucking wet for us. you feel how tight she gets when you touch me, hoon? she loves it.â
sunghoon nods shakily, eyes locked on where jakeâs cock disappears inside you over and over, glistening with your arousal. the sight combined with the heat of your mouth around him is driving him insane. his hips start twitching forward more desperately, fucking your throat a little deeper as his usual cool composure completely unravels.
eventually jake slows his thrusts, pulling out with a wet sound that makes you whine around sunghoonâs cock. he flips you gently onto your back, spreading your legs wide. âyour turn, hoon. fuck her while she strokes me.â
sunghoon doesnât need to be told twice. he moves between your thighs, eyes dark and hungry as he lines himself up. he pushes in slowly at first, savoring every inch, jaw dropping at the tight, wet heat enveloping him. âoh my god⊠baby,â he breathes, the pet name slipping out naturally. he bottoms out with a shudder, staying still for a moment just to feel you clench around him.
you reach for jake, wrapping your hand around his slick cock and stroking him steadily. jake leans down to kiss you messily, tongue sliding against yours while sunghoon starts moving â gentle, rolling thrusts at first, like heâs memorizing the feeling. but it doesnât stay gentle for long. his control snaps, hips speeding up until heâs thrusting deep and hard, the couch creaking beneath you. every snap of his hips forces broken moans from your throat.
sunghoon pants, moaning both your name and jakeâs in the same breath like he canât separate the pleasure anymore. âfeels so good⊠both of you.â
jake kisses you harder, then pulls back just enough to lean over and capture sunghoonâs mouth in a kiss â tentative at first, testing, lips brushing softly. sunghoon freezes for half a second, then surges forward into it, turning the kiss deep and filthy, tongues tangling as he keeps fucking you harder. the sight alone makes you clench around him.
itâs overwhelming. it's fucking perfect. the air is thick with moans and gasps and the wet sounds of bodies moving together. sunghoonâs hand finds one of your breasts, pinching your nipple while jakeâs fingers return to your clit, rubbing fast. youâre caught between them, pleasure building impossibly high until it crashes over you.
you come first with a sharp cry, back arching clean off the couch as your walls flutter and squeeze around sunghoonâs cock. the intensity triggers his own orgasm almost immediately â he buries himself deep, hips stuttering as he spills inside you with a loud, broken moan of your name mixed with jakeâs. his whole body trembles through it, face buried against your neck.
jake follows seconds later, stroking himself furiously over your bodies. thick ropes of cum paint your stomach, your breasts, and sunghoonâs chest where heâs still leaning over you. jake groans deeply, milking every last drop as he watches the mess heâs made on both of you.
after that, the three of you collapse in a tangled, sweaty pile on the couch. limbs are everywhere â sunghoonâs head resting heavily on your stomach, breathing hard against your skin, while jake sprawls half on top of both of you, one arm wrapped protectively around your waist and the other draped over sunghoonâs back. the room feels warm and hazy, hearts still racing as the high slowly ebbs.
sunghoonâs breathing is still shaky as he processes everything, fingers tracing idle patterns on your hip. after a long silence, he lets out a soft, disbelieving laugh.
âthat was⊠my bi awakening, i think,â he admits quietly, voice hoarse. âi knew i liked her. iâve liked her for a while. the way she laughs, the way she fits between us⊠but watching you, jake â fuck. the way you moved, the sounds you made, how you looked fucking her⊠i didnât expect to want that too. want you too.â
jake presses a gentle kiss to sunghoonâs temple, then leans over to kiss your forehead, his dimples soft and warm. âgood. because weâre not done tonight. not even close. weâve got all night to figure this out⊠together.â
you smile sleepily, contentment settling deep in your chest as your fingers card gently through sunghoonâs damp hair. the three of you â best friends who have always been a little too close, a little too intertwined â finally feel like something more. lovers. a unit. whatever this is now, it fits perfectly, like it was always meant to be this way.
and there are many more nights ahead where curious eyes turn into wandering hands, shared pleasure, and something that feels a lot like love.
SHES JUST NOT INTO YOU           » s.jaeyunÂ
SYNOPSIS your new life was meant to be fun, new city, new job, new friends. But when the universe somehow places you in the same living quarters as your old crush Sim Jaeyun, things get a lot more complicated. You just want to move on acting like you never even knew him, but heâs determined to prove otherwise. While he knows for a fact you still like him, everyone else canât help but think youâre just not into him.
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NAISÂ CALLINGÂ Â áȘ I think this may be the longest chapter Iâve written in smau history, sorry if theres any typos rn but i also feel like typos make it more real