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isa notes: @opiuons this is our wedding gift. i hope you like it. and i hope you like me enough to let me into your bedroom after. no pressure though. (pressure)
hii ur writing and smaus are so amazingly delicious and funny… could i req a sunghoon smau ?
10/10 would ride again! park sunghoon.
SYNOPSIS sunghoon was never good at communicating with girls— or people for that matter. so when he accidentally becomes your personal chauffeur after offering you “unlimited rides,” he realizes that he’s in a world of trouble. how was he supposed to know you’d take it literally?
genre. smau oneshot, crack, fast-paced romance pairing. uber driver! sunghoon x fem!reader warnings. profanity, everyone’s dumb, sexual innuendos author’s note. i’m gonna try and write something. for real. like i swear. also first sunghoon fic on this account HELLO!!!
› nerd physics major!jake & literature major fem!reader
✶ ˚｡⋆ when a stupid account starts replying to your (attempted) poetic tweets with absolute logic, it ruins your deep thoughts with talk of gravity and thermodynamics. you’re already losing your mind, but for jake? that’s just his best way of flirting.
꧖ warnings: cursing. crack. jake is down bad and pathetic srs. english isn’t my first language. — masterlist.
(˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡) : he looks so dreamy in these photos… i’m so in love. how is he even real. aaaand 🥁🥁🥁 i opened a perm tag list! the post to join is linked at the end of the smau. thank u for reading 💌
genre: fluff, smut, comedy, domestic married life, established relationship, suggestive themes, nsfw
word count: 3.4k
warnings & content: mdni! 18+ explicit language, suggestive themes, unprotected sex, p in v, oral sex, semi public sex, swearing, nipple play, slight degradation and more.
synopsis: you and jake were newlyweds who decided to shop around ikea for your new house. but once you get home and jake starts assembling the chair, watching him be such a responsible husband turns you on so bad. that's exactly why you decide to ride him right then and there on that specific chair…
lyrics: “assemble a chair from ikea. i'm like, uh~ i get wet at the thought of you~”?
now playing: “tears” by sabrina carpenter
note: i’ve finally finished the first part of my ths wohoo! thank you saur saur much for patiently waiting for this. today is my birthday hehehe and this is my gift for all of youuu! enjoy reading 🫂🩷
After five beautiful years together, you and Jake were finally married. You had just returned to Seoul from a dream winter honeymoon in Sapporo, Japan, stepping right off the plane to go grab the last of your belongings from your separate apartments. As one of the most successful engineers in his field, Jake had spared no expense building a gorgeous, comfortable home for your new life together. Before he married you, he made sure that you'll live in a home filled with love and care. Jake spent months meticulously planning the two-story, three-bedroom layout. Because he loved you endlessly, he built a massive, gorgeous kitchen specifically tailored to your love for baking and cooking. Looking around, you couldn't help but fall in love with every detail he designed.
You couldn't ask for more; you just want Jake in your life. Period.
The two of you entered the house, and Jake dropped down the remaining bags you brought. Looking at the living room, it still feels empty. The two of you had already decorated the rest of the house, leaving this spacious area as a temporary dumping ground for your unwanted boxes and trash. A forgotten broom and dustpan sat in the corner, only highlighting how empty the room truly was. It completely lacked comfort—no couch, no TV, and zero aesthetic touches to fill the massive space. It was like a blank canvas waiting for your touch.
Jake back-hugged you, startling you a little bit. But you managed to lean into his touch, accepting his embrace.
“Babe, what do you think about our house? Do you like it?” Jake asked.
“I love it so much, Jake! It seems like you stole my imagination just to build my actual dream home,” you jokingly said, receiving a laugh from him.
“But the living room feels empty. What about going to IKEA right now? You know, to buy some stuff to fill up the space,” you added as you spun around, facing Jake with your pleading eyes.
“Alright! Let's go then,” Jake said as he smiled, grabbing your hand to leave the house again.
This is what you love about Jake—he's so laid-back and chill at the same time. He doesn't pressure you at all, going with the flow anytime you want.
Once inside the massive IKEA store, you immediately began grabbing everything that caught your eye. Since your favorite color was blue, your cart quickly filled up with different shades of blue kitchen towels, curtains, pillowcases, bedsheets, a light bulb and more.
On the other hand, Jake was busy finding the right, comfortable sofa for your living room. He gently rubbed his hand onto the showroom models, trying to find the right texture and softness. He sat down and slightly bounced on the cushions to feel how relaxing it could be when the two of you spent some time together on that specific couch…
Your eyes wandered to him, looking so innocent as he tried out every sofa and chair he found. But your mind couldn't help but think about the dirty things you could do on that sofa. A deep blush crept up your neck as you realized where your thoughts were heading. You're imagining how good Jake would look sitting on it while you're giving him a head—
Oh shoot! Not right now.
While being distracted by your dirty thoughts about your husband, he called out, making you stop fantasizing about him.
“Babe! I need your opinion on this one,” he called out, pointing to a stunning white-and-blue sofa.
“Oh my gosh, it's perfect! It matches the color of the house and all the stuff I just picked out,” you said, appreciating the piece that Jake chose for your living room.
“Nice one! We should get this. Let's go to the counter to ask if it's still available,” Jake happily said, reaching for the handle of your cart.
What a gentleman. You can give whatever he wants.
“Let me push this for you, it's getting really heavy,” he said as he took the cart from your hands.
As you walked side-by-side toward the cashier, your playful eyes locked onto his forearms. Pushing the heavy cart made the muscles in his arms stand out, catching your attention immediately.
The veins on his forearms were very prominent, just like his…
Damn it! Stop stop stop it, Y/N.
Jake looked breathtaking every single hour of the day, but today felt different. He was radiating a magnetic, sun-kissed kind of heat that made your chest tighten. You couldn't help but view him as a total treat you wanted to devour right on the IKEA floor.
Maybe you're just hungry?
You desperately tried to convince yourself that an IKEA hot dog would solve the problem.. That food would definitely satisfy the actual hunger you were feeling for your hot husband right now.
Yeah, sure. Whatever.
“Is there something wrong? You look flushed right now,” Jake noted, turning his gaze to your bright red cheeks.
“M-me? Y-yeah! I forgot my hand fan in the car, that's why I am feeling hot,” you stammered, desperately trying to cover your lies.
"Alright..." Jake muttered, looking completely unconvinced by your excuse. Still, he rubbed your shoulder gently. "Just make sure to always bring it. I don't want you feeling uncomfortable.”
His touch did nothing to calm you down. It only made you feel more feral, leaving you completely desperate for more.
…
When the two of you got back home, Jake immediately started his duty as a responsible husband. He began hanging the blue curtains you had picked out earlier, and your gaze didn't leave him for a second. As he reached up to change the living room lightbulb, his shirt rode up, revealing his sexy v-line and the waistband of his Calvin Klein boxers. Next up was the heavy-ass sofa. You watched his veiny forearms flex as he effortlessly assembled the pieces he had chosen at the store.
You practically tried to chug cold water to ease the intense thirst you were feeling for him. You paced back and forth across the living room, trying hard to focus on your own decorating, but it was impossible. You were completely distracted by your hot husband, who was looking like a total DILF just by building a fucking couch.
Honestly, tears were practically running down your thighs at this point.
When Jake finally finished assembling the sofa, he proudly called you over to show off his hard work.
“Babe, come here! Look at this,” he called out excitedly.
“Wow! You did a great job on this. Thank you, babe!” you said being a grateful horny wife, giving him an appreciative smile as you joined him in the living room.
“Let's sit down here together, it's so soft and comforting–”
But before he could finish his sentence, you pushed Jake onto the sofa, catching him completely by surprise as he fell back against the cushions. Standing directly in front of him, you parted his legs and positioned yourself right between his spread knees. Afternoon light cut through the window behind you, catching the sharp line of his jaw, the bob of his Adam's apple as he swallowed.
"You've been a responsible husband, as always, Jake. You deserve some reward…" you said flirtatiously, watching him flustered by your sudden words.
The need of your husband being inside yours had coiled tighter with every hour, and now, finally, you could have him. All yours.
You sank to your knees. The soft furry carpet pressed on your knees, as you reached for his shorts,and gently palmed his semi-hard length. You felt him twitched against your hand the moment your fingers curled around him. A moan escaped from his throat, and you felt him growing bigger under your touch as you rubbed, slow, deliberate circles.
"B-babe—"
"Shh, let me take care of you."
You leaned forward and pressed your lips to his clothed dick, holding his gaze the entire time. The heat of him bled through the fabric onto your mouth. A heavy whine broke from him. Whiny Jake was like music to your ears—a sound you could listen to all day without ever complaining.
Your fingers found the waistband of his shorts and tugged, slow, dragging the elastic down. He lifted his hips without being asked. What a good boy. You pulled the fabric down his thighs, just over his ankles, onto the floor. His black Calvin Klein briefs followed — the same ones you'd been staring at all afternoon.
Uhm…
Followed by Jake pulling his shirt over his head in one quick motion, tossing it aside, kicking the pile of clothes away. He settled back against the cushion, spreading his legs wider enough for you to settle in, and his hard dick sprung free, slapping against his stomach with a soft sound.
Your mouth went dry, but you feel yourself down there getting wetter.
He was huge. Fat, long, flushed glossy pink at the tip where pre-cum oozed in a slow, shining bead. The veins running along his shaft stood out thick and prominent — just like the ones on his forearms. His dick twitched on its own without being touched.
That was your sign to finish what you started.
You gently wrapped your hand around him, pumping slowly. Heavy. Almost rock-hard beneath the skin, but the skin was soft and burning hot against your palm. Jake's eyes fell shut, his jaw tightening, and you watched the tension ripple through his abs as he registered the feeling of your soft, lotion-smooth hand wrapped tight around him.
Jake mentally noted that he will definitely be buying you the best quality hand cream in the market for the rest of his life if this was the result. It doesn't matter if it's expensive as long as your hands feel soft against him.
“You ready, babe?” asking one more time before taking him into your mouth.
You opened your mouth wide, tongue out, and sucked his mushroom tip between your lips. The taste hit immediately — salt, skin, the faint slick of his pre-cum coating your tongue. A moan slipped out of him again, as you worked his tip like a melting popsicle, chasing every drop that beaded from his slit. Your head bobbed faster, taking more of him each time, and Jake's hand found your hair, gathering the long strands away from your face, holding them at the back of your head so he could watch.
He loves watching you doing the most sinful thing to him.
"Ooh—Ahh— Shit, keep sucking me, oh my god!"
You hummed around him, the vibration traveling down his shaft, and pushed deeper. The thick head of his dick pressed against the back of your throat, and you swallowed, muscles tightening around him. His hips bucked up due to the sensation, hand pressing your head down gently, wanting more, wanting to be buried in your throat completely. He doesn't care anymore, he just wanted to know how deep you could take him. And as always, Jake's wish was your command. You relaxed your jaw and took him deeper, nose pressed against his pelvis, smelling the vanilla scent from the body wash he always uses.
"Ahh— right there, please! Ugh— Uhm—"
"Y-Y/N, don't stop, please… I'm almost t-there—!"
Jake was a moaning mess underneath you. His free hand gripped the soft new cushion, knuckles white, and you could feel every vein on his shaft dragging against your plump lips as you pulled back and sank down again. The sight of his big dick disappearing into your mouth over and over. Lips stretched tight around his massive dick, the wetness from his pre-cum and mixed with your saliva. You knew you looked messy right now. But for Jake, it was unbelievably hot. He likes it messy, he doesn't want to admit it. The way his dark eyes locked onto your mouth said he thought so too.
A scene that will forever replay in his mind if you are away.
He pulsed hard against your tongue now, the rhythm was fast, desperate. Your saliva and his pre-cum had turned everything sloppy, slick, and the wet sounds of your mouth working him filled the room as it echoed lewdly. You bobbed faster, just the way he liked, cheeks hollowing.
"Oh— I'm cumming, shit, shit, shit—"
A loud groan tore from his chest as his hips slammed up and he came, hard, deep in your throat. Hot, thick ropes hitting the back of your mouth, and you swallowed around him, milking every drop. As a bratty wife, you didn't stop. You just care about him, right? You kept on sucking him, your tongue working on his swollen pink tip, drawing out every last pulse until nothing came anymore. He squirmed beneath you, hips jerking, his hand pushing gently at your head — too sensitive, too much to handle — but you gripped his thighs and held him still, staring up at him with his softening dick still in your mouth.
“T-too much.. Ahh–Please s-stop!” He tried to beg, eyes were glossy, but you just shook your head.
A tear slides down on his soft cheeks.
Fucked out. That was the only way to describe Jake's situation right now. Chest heaving, those delicious chiseled abs locked tight, a sheen of sweat glistening at his hairline and trailing down his temples. His lips were parted, gasping for air. As he ran his fingers through his wet fluffy hair calming himself.
What a sexy husband, isn't he?
You remembered how Jake told you the stories of his female coworkers who hit on him at the office — the ones who left suggestive sticky notes on his monitor, asking him for a dinner — who touched his arm playfully in the in the meeting room — flirting at him as if they were not updated about his love life that he was engaged already — Poor them.
Now that you're married, this version of Jake belonged to you and you alone.
You pressed one last kiss to his tip, and you stood.
“We’re not done yet. I'm going to ride you now.” you smirked at him, gently pressing a soft kiss on his pink lips.
Your clothes came off piece by piece. Short first, peeled down your legs. Your top, pulled over your head and dropped. The bra that Jake gifted to you last valentines day, lacy underwear — each clothes kicked aside until you stood bare in front of him like a goddess. Jake's eyes tracked every inch of you as you stepped forward and swung one leg over his lap, straddling him on this newly bought sofa.
What a nice way to use this comfortable sofa…
You lowered yourself, grinding your wet pussy along the length of his dick, feeling him harden again beneath you, the slick heat of him sliding between your folds. His hands found your hips, slowly caressing your soft skin. You reached down, positioned the tip of his dick at your entrance, and let just the head slip inside — a tease, a sweet stretch — making both of you inhale sharply.
“Ohh fuck…T-that was good. So tight hmmp–” Jake managed to say despite being tortured by your wet and tight pussy.
Then you sank down, slowly, taking him inch by inch, feeling the thick stretch of him opening you up, the fullness building until he was buried deep inside you, and you began to bounce, slow and deliberate, savoring every sensation of your husband filling you completely. You love how hard and deep he is inside you, his fat tip reaching your sweet spots.
“You like this? You feel how desperate I am for you?” you teased him, as you slowly moved your hips against him.
Jake didn't bother to answer you, he just moaned as threw his head against the sofa.
As you ride him, Jake's hands roam against your body, touching your delicate skin, pulling you closer to him, his fingers digging into your hips, urging you to move faster, the sofa creaking in rhythm along with your bodies.
Jake kneaded your left boobs roughly as he sucked the other one like a thirsty man wanting to be hydrated.
“You look pretty while riding me.” he said, lifting his head as he sexily stared at you.
You glanced down at him with his fucked out state, making you feel hornier than ever. You slammed your hips harder, boobs bouncing in front of him. Jake bit his lower lip, shamelessly watching you bouncing up and down on top of him.
The best view ever.
Your moans become louder, clenching hard around his pulsating dick, desperate to reach your orgasm. Both legs are shaking, too overwhelmed from the pleasure.
“Your dick feels good! Hnggh–!” you cried out.
Instead of replying back, Jake rubbed your swollen clit, teasing you as you rode him. "You like that, baby?" he whispered, his hips snapping up to meet yours. "Like this?
"Y-yes!" you cried out, your head thrown back in ecstasy. "D-don't stop, please don't stop! Don't you dare to stop, Sim Jaeyun!
You're going insane.
He chuckled as he continued to tease your clit, rubbing it in slow, tortuous circles. You could feel your orgasm building, your walls clenching around him as he thrust up into you. Your moans grew louder, filling the room with the sound of your pleasure.
"That's it, ride me. Show me how fucking desperate you are." Jake urged, his hands gripping your hips tightly.
“You think I didn't notice how you eye fucked me earlier while we're in IKEA? the way your eyes runs down on my forearms as I assembled this fucking sofa.” he added, lapping your sensitive nipples again.
Your hips moved faster, slamming down onto him as you chased your release. Jake met each thrust, his cock driving deep into you. The sensation was overwhelming, your body wound tight with tension.
Your orgasm crashed you over like a tidal wave. You screamed, your pussy clamping down on him like a vice as you came hard. Jake groaned, his hips stuttering as he followed you over the edge. Desperate for his second release.
“F-fuck! Baby…”
He growled, burying himself deep as he spilled inside you. His cock throbbed, pulsing as he filled you with his hot seed. Jake rested his face on the crook of your neck planting small kisses.
You collapsed against him, both of you panting and trembling after the intense sex you had. As a sweet husband, Jake wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as you caught your breath. You could feel his heart pounding beneath your cheek.
"Thank you for the reward, babe.” he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to your hair. “I'm lucky to have you as my wife.”
You smiled at him, nuzzling into his neck. "So are you," you whispered back. "I love you, Jake.”
"I love you too," he replied, his voice soft and filled with emotion. Comforting as always.
The two of you stayed like that for a long moment, just enjoying the feeling of being together, being warm against each other. Connected in the most intimate way possible.
Eventually, Jake helped you off his lap, both of you wincing slightly as he slipped his soft cock out of you. He pulled you down onto the sofa beside him.
"Stay here, I'll clean you up first.” he murmured, stroking your hair.
Jake quickly pulled his Calvin Klein boxers back on and hurried to the bathroom to grab some towels and wet wipes to clean up the aftermath of your intense session.
He kneeled down in front of you, gently wiping away the fluids leaking from your swollen entrance. Even though he had just finished, his cheeks were still flushed at the sight of you, and he could feel himself twitching inside his boxers.
Not again.
“Jake!” you warned, noticing the very visible erection pushing against his boxers.
“I swear, I'm not trying to! You just look so sexy, you know?” he stammered, trying to make up an excuse.
“Oh my god... did we break the sofa?” your eyes widened as you shifted your weight, causing the couch to creak unstably beneath you.
Jake leaned down to check the frame and noticed that one of the main legs was completely bent out of shape, causing the loud creak. This was the literal, physical outcome of your wild session earlier…
“Don't worry, babe, I've got this! We have a one-year warranty on this, right?” Jake tried to calm you down, completely serious.
“Fuck you, Jake! What a fantastic idea," you replied sarcastically, face-palming as you gave him a total death glare. "Do you want to tell them that we broke this couch because we had intense sex on it? Really?!”
Jake just burst out laughing, totally unfazed.
You were absolutely doomed.
What on earth were you supposed to tell IKEA Customer Service?!
note: idk why i ended it like this lmao 😭 peace y'all!! btw, i keu's forearms so much tho he barely shows them arghhh! also, calvin klein plsss make jake as your ambassador huhuhu im on my knees i swear
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── ୨ৎ ── how does a nerdy loser like jake manage to get you to fall in love with him ? the answer is with a lot of yearning and manifesting.
⤷ nerdy-loser!jake x popular-black cat!reader
!! smau (13 pics), mentions of sex, betrayal, mentions of making out, jake curses (finally!!), sunghoon is a jerk (in this smau), mentions of hospital.
masterlist: PART 1 ; PART 2 ; PART 3 ; PART 4 ; PART 5 ; PART 6 ; PART 7 ; PART 8 (ending)
「 𝜗ৎ where . . . you look to release some steam off by playing roblox! unfortunately, your anger gets the best of you and you end up cursing someone out in your server out of habit. while asleep, your phone gets bombed by thousands of notifications and you wake up to find out that the person you cursed out last night is also one of the top streamers of all time right now .. suddenly, you’re dragged into an odd, new friend group, thousands of tweets, and lee heeseungs’ messages? 」
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s ; your bad (and undeserved) reputation is about to ruin your future. maybe to start improving you should start with your handsome and serious tutor. problem? jake is so mean to you and he only loves to criticize book covers without actually reading the book.
p; meanie nerd!jake x disreputable f!reader
ft; manon bannerman , martin edwards , riki nishimura , jongseong park , sunghoon park , jaehyun myung
c&w; mini smau + written parts , french!reader , drama , angst , crack? , a bit suggestive , jake is veryyy mean to reader , lwk asshole!jake ngl , in fact everybody are mean to reader except her friends , reader is a sweetheart , all characters are 20^ yo , swearing , mention of drinking and smoking , strangers to fwb to strangers again to friends to lovers whole paragraph yeah. + ghosting , toxic behaviour , violence , implications of harassment and breaking into someone's room without permission in the past. faceclaim only for picture purposes (ig; @/arangsaa)
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(one) | ten | eleven | twelve | mtba!
a/n: i have to say i found very funny that y'all were so surprised myungjae was part of the story... he's literally in the description at the beginning of every update, he's BEEN here for a while now 🤣
i honestly have nothing to say rn js i knooooow hnu gg its getting deleted but won't be the last you hear from this bitch (#jail) 😇😇 i'll give closure to all my hnu gg haters dw<3
in which you accidentally let jungwon know he's been cheated on, and instead of killing the messenger he... falls in love with you?
pairing senior center director!jungwon x preschool teacher!fem reader
genre crack, raunchy, neighbors au, angst, fluff
warnings profanity, crude humor, drug intoxication, heejake angst Sorta, jaywon ❤️❤️❤️, heavy rpf content don’t like don’t read!!
note this is a stoned jay extra mixed with the heejake backstory mixed with jungwon’s homicidal dreams and riki laughing in the background. thanks So much
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