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hi guys.

remember when i said i was excited for holidays cause id write so much

ok so guess what i didnt do...

and now we have less than two days left 😢

me when i dont manage time correctly

ive been in a super bad writers block and ive had like no motivation at all😂😢 but i have started the promised ceo niki fic and ill get it out... someday....

im hoping to have yhat one longer than my normal fics

love u guys and im sorry... 😢😢😢😢

ss count: 17

𑣲.- niki and jake had been bestfriends forever, meaning naturally, you came along as a package deal. after years and years you finally gave in and kissed him, and when he leans away, you fear the worst. but it may not be as drastic as you thought…

genre/ warnings: older brothers bsf au, drinking, "slut", heeseung is a dick in this 🤥, fighting mentioned

authors note: i gen hate this part but i felt so bad for not getting it out sooner.... i promise jealous ni-ki will be in the third part!!!

im very sorry if this was not up to expectations all 😓😓 im a bit upset w how this turned out but...

OH STOP im gonna tear up dont do this to me.

just wanted to say thank you guys for 140 followers 🥹🥹🥹

ik that may not seem like much compared to some other big writers on here but i truly love each and every one of u for the support ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

getting comments/asks from you guys genuinely means the world to me,, people asking for part 2s of my works is so surreal to me every time, and the love some of u give in comments doesnt go unnoticed!! 🥹😢😢

even just checking my notifs from tumblr on my phone and recognising similar usernames from how often they like my posts make me overjoyed

holy yap 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😂😂😂😂😂

but yeah, thank you guys so much!!! ill try to have out everything ive promised soon enough 💕💕💕

part 2 will be out very soon!!!

i was going to put it out much earlier but i wasnt sure if anyone liked it much 😢😢🥺🥺✌️

also yes he will be deeply regretting it and be AWFULLY jealous

im not sure if i want to end it at part 2 and maybe a little bonus or drag it out more....

i wish i fleshed out the story in part 1 more 😢😢

guys ur killing me

i lowk hate all my smau works but.... since u guys seem to love them the most..

if keep it on the downlow gets more likes today ill try get out a part 2 and 3 ( double post 😳) later tonight!

PART 2!!!

lmao im gonna assume u mean for keep it on the downlow...

promise the ceo!niki x assistant!reader will be out soon...

to be totally honest i genuinely had that one planned as a oneshot yk one bed scenario type of thing and leave it as that but i want to make it longer now... so. PLS BARE WITH. 😢

ss count: 17- part 2 here

𑣲.- niki and jake had been bestfriends forever, meaning naturally, you came along as a package deal. after years and years you finally gave in and kissed him, and when he leans away, you fear the worst. but it may not be as drastic as you thought...

genre/warnings: bsfs older brother au, smoking, suggestive photo, slight angst,

part 2 maybe....??

speaking of...

⊹ ࣪ ˖ you and jay have been coworkers forever, but when you-- a work-obsessed lonely woman starts to recognise your feelings, a night out changes everything.

wc: 1.5k

genre/warnings: smut, creampie, unprotected sex, jay x reader, colleague relationship, sorta babying, dom jay, recommended to read w jazz music in the back 🫣

a/n: small oneshot for tn, i have a few longer works i just cant get done soo.... writers block kicking my ass. who else loves dada jay!!!! not proofread.. once again..

the slow hum, the golden lights, the deep tone of the slender bartender should’ve helped more to soothe your nerves, dull the buzz so ever present in your mind. but the reality had to set in, at some point or other, it was awfully evident now as you sat in such a place like this— you hadn’t gone out in weeks. not if it wasn’t work related. and now you were lonely.

it was a bone too hard to chew. work had always been there, always been able to distract yourself from anything. most times such distraction wasn’t necessary, you had never found yourself so needy for anything other than a call back from your boss, a reminder on a project from a colleague.

usually, your wants from your ‘work friends’ were just that— work related. you had never thought of any of them as anything more than placeholders in that dull office you loved so dearly.

so, clearly, an even harder bone to chew was the fact that now you wanted more. from a very specific placeholder.

park jongseong.

never liked that name, he preferred jay— the fact you wish you knew about him.

you only ever discovered his real name one late overtime night when you had got so awfully caught up in the annoyance that you really didn’t know him.

and you really, really wanted to.

so, for the first time ever, you texted that old college friend, asked him for a date, and hoped to maybe get dicked down. anything to take your mind off him.

but he never showed.

the most annoying part is that the bar is actually quite nice, you would’ve liked to spend time here with at least someone you knew.

but now, your nerves were no longer over meeting up with someone you hadn’t seen in ages, dreading the possible awkward-ness of it all. no, now your skin started to feel awfully warm, not because of the alcohol trickling down your throat, but because of the stupidly radiant presence of jay park.

just a few seats across, there he sat. his sharp jawline, his perfect nose, his eyes slightly hidden under his glasses, and those stupid forearms peaking out under his rolled sleeves, all glistening beautifully under the warm, comforting— sexy— lighting and the courage-building, confidence-enlightening jazz music.

not for you though, god no. you could never just walk up to him, ask him what he was doing here, and make dumb small talk with a grown man you mutter a greeting to every morning and a drool offering every evening.

not literally of course. however, sometimes those insta posts you found on accident are too tempting to resist.

it would seem, as his eyes catch yours just briefly before you manage to fascinate yourself with the structural integrity of the bar, that he was capable of falling for the stupid ambience’s seductiveness.

in other words, he decided to approach you—his barely known coworker.

“y/n, its nice to see you here.” he greeted, his voice awfully velvety.

“likewise, jay. what- what brings you here?” right, sure the nerves aren’t showing now, you think.

“boss set up a teams’ get together, didn’t you see the message? it was in our group chat. i assumed you were here because of that.” right. you refused to check anything work related for the night. it was meant to be all about you, a night for yourself.

“oh, uh no. i didn’t see.”

“right, well. you are looking very nice tonight.” jesus, is he trying to kill you? “what brings you out? if not a dull work-thing.”

“oh well, i had a date.” you mutter out, trying to play it off.

a pause.

“he didn’t show, though, so.. here i am.” he hums softly, looking down at you as you start to wonder if maybe its rude for you to be sitting? should you get up, get him a stool? beat yourself up for thinking he wants to continue this small talk?

“sorry to hear that, he’s missing out.” oh.

“so, is your newest… project? being received well?” nicely articulated, you grimace, trying to divert the conversation from your awfully pathetic love life, or sex life— what normal woman would already be pressing her legs together at just this awfully tension heavy conversation?

“ah, yes. its doing quite well actually.” he drags a stool from behind him, settling down unfairly smooth. “sales have gone up quite a lot.”

“although, i would prefer not to talk about work tonight y/n.” his eyes flick down to your legs, slowly dragging over the edge of your dress.

“oh? and what would you like to talk about then, jay?” you tilt your head, leaning into him as you subtly play with the end of your straw. maybe the nerves have disappeared.

“i saw you like a few of my posts on instagram the other night.”

oh fuck.

“not to worry, i didn’t mind. 2am is a bit surprising however.” you stare at him, your eyes widening ever so slightly as you beg your body to contain itself.

“…would you want to try some of that wine you have there back at mine? im sure we could get more personal in a private environment.”

holy shit.

“god, yes.”

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you gasp, small whimpers escaping your lips as jay finally sits up, his knees slightly marked up and red, his lips awfully swollen and plump from however many attacks they’ve had on your own— face or otherwise. “doing so well darling.” he presses faint kisses on your cheeks, your thighs as you try to catch your breath.

“jay…” you whine.

“oh baby, you poor thing.” he hums at your pout. you knew he didn’t mean it, that stupid smirk, his hands traveling to his belt, him giving you three orgasms, the last leaving you on the brink of tears— it was all awfully contradictory of his cooing.

“cmon sweetheart, you can give me another.” he groans into your chest, kicking off the last of his clothes, chuckling slightly as you gape at his length.

he pulls back, peering into your eyes as he sits above you, searching for any sign of real discomfort. you start reaching for his face, pulling him in for another kiss.

he meets you halfway, his hands leaving faint strokes across your sides as he soothes the clear nerves— now not over some dumb date, over how difficult it would be to take him.

“please..” you whimper into his ear, eliciting a faint groan as he nudges your soaked hole.

“you want it baby?” he coos, refusing to move.

you don’t either, your face contorted with fear and excitement. “aww, cmon baby, you dont want it? don’t want me to fill you up?” he hums, leaning back slightly, loving the teasing.

you reach for him immediately, pulling him back down as you shake your head. “no- no, i wan’ it, please jay,” you slur your words, your mind already going to mush after his attack earlier.

“okay baby.” you whine as he pushes in, inch by inch stretching you open, your jaw going slack as you burry your face in his shoulder, clinging onto his biceps as he starts moving.

“fuck baby, so perfect, such a tight little hole around me, aren’t you?” he grunts, relentless as he chases the overwhelming pleasure.

you nod, digging your nails deep into his muscles, feeling them flex every time he pushes back in, the knot in your abdomen growing tighter with every slam of his hips.

“jesus baby, fuck.”

“doing so good f’me, such a good girl.”

his mutters, his praise, his neediness never ending as you both near his first, and your fourth climax of the night.

you gasp out as he hits that sensitive spot over and over again, finally coming undone around him as you clench, forcing groans and curses out of him as his thrusts grow increasingly more frantic.

“fuck sweetheart, jesus.” your whines start to grow louder as the overstimulation hits you, just moments before his finish.

“christ baby, take it, take it all-” he grunts, spilling into you with one final thrust, his pants slowing as he finishes.

you both say nothing for a moment after, until he pulls out and shushes your whimpers, pressing faint kisses to your forehead as he helps you sit up, pulling one of his shirts over your head, fitting you like a small nightie.

he chuckles at your sleepy face, your eyes struggling to stay open as he babies you into sleep, pulling you against his chest as he mutters praise into your ear, small kisses falling upon your cheek, your eyelids, your arm, anywhere he deemed worthy of a kiss— everywhere.

“jay..?” you peep out, your eyes still shut, your cheeks slightly squished under his arms hugging you into him.

“hmm?”

“do we have to go back to normal at work..?” you whisper, shifting slightly as you cling to his arms once more, the scenario awfully contrasting.

“no baby, you let me worry about those things.” you hum in response, leaning into him further as sleep takes over,

“sleep tight, darling.”

feedback appreciated but never necessary-- hope u enjoyed!

a/n: hey so heres part 3... which once again i dislike... 🫩 breifly inspired by this ask although i decided not to add the smut for this one as i have an upcoming arranged marriage au (jay x reader) and theres a similar scene.. so i wanted to leave it for that fic! (will be out soon)

part 1, part 2

warnings/genre: fluff, idol x idol, written/smau, other members mention, sorta crack, (possibly the last part guys...)

you sigh, smiling through the annoyance over the fact that you weren’t annoyed, approaching your door as you hear that faint knock.

you are greeted by a very slumped jay, waving goodbye to jay and sunghoon as they scurry out of your building, mouthing quick apologies and winks as they escape.

“hey baby.” you brim, grabbing a hold of his shoulders and helping him indoors.

you guide him all the way to your kitchen, forcing him to sit as you fetch a cold glass of water.

“open.” he obeys immediately, letting the water run down his adams apple as he stares into your eyes, completely forgetting about the icey liquid hitting his lips.

“you’re very perfect.” he mumbles, wiping away spilt droplets onto his sleeve as you make your way to the bathroom.

“am i now?” you chuckle, unwrapping makeup wipes as you help him sit.

“my girlfriend wouldn’t like how you’re touching me..” he slurs, giggling slightly as you jerk your brow.

“your girlfriend? since when did you make it official?” you smirk, warmth blooming in your chest as you see the way his smile drops, taking a hold of your hands immediately.

“what.. princess i asked you if i could be yours months ago… when did you break up with me?” he whines, peering into your eyes like a lost puppy.

“ah, so you do know im your girlfriend.” his eyes squint slightly, before he lets out a small gasp realising what you made him admit.

“stop trying to act all cute jongseong, im very upset with you.” you say firmly, your expressions contradicting your tone as you await his whining, finally getting him into bed with you.

you curl into his side, resting your head on his chest after finally getting him to free himself of his day clothes, his bare abs hard under your palm. “’m sorry baby..”

you look at him, humming “hmm? why love?” you run your hand up and down his abdomen, trying to will him asleep.

“for getting jealous..” he mumbles, sleep slowly taking over. “we should get married.” he hums, his eyes fully shut and his arms curling tighter around you.

“okay baby.” you whisper, kissing his cheeks as his breathing slows. “lets do that.”

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hope u enjoyed!! feedback appreciated but never expected!

ps,, this may be the last part depending on how it does... i cannot tell if people are receiving it well and as i don't like it much myself i might just focus on my other works!

But ok hear me out, jealous possessive fuck w/ Jay like 😭

Jay getting jealous of a another idol because you did a tiktok dance w someone or yoh getting shipped by your fans

A PART THREE

ok im kinda on board tho cause u gave me an idea for it...

ill see how well part 2 does and depending on that ill do a part 3

PURELY CAUSE I GOT OTHER WORKS IM TRYNA GET OUT 😢😢

A/N: hi i hate this ok bai... also heads up this is smau/written so make sure u read the fic section or wtv its called+ make sure u read part 1 first!!😳 not proofread btw.. 😢😢😢

part 1 part 3

warnings/genre: smut, creampie, makeout sesh, jay lowk a dilf without being one, petname bunny, baby, etc, angst, drinking, idol x idol

despite the tears begging to break past your waterline, the message almost made you laugh. there was no way he was here. yes, you knew you were in the same building as him. but he had made it clear you shouldn’t be choosing him. he wouldn’t show up if he still believed that.

you tell yourself that as many times as you need in order to will your hand away from the door knob.

yet it doesn’t work. because you knew, deep down, all you really wanted was for it to be true. you wanted him to be standing there, ready to hold you in his arms, sooth your red cheeks, kiss away the tear stains as he had all other times you need him to.

and after the awful week you had, you almost laugh again, when you do see him there.

until you don’t, or at least, not all of him.

his eyes go sharp the second he sees you, and he pounces instantly.

his lips crash against yours, all of your hatred— or rather lack there of, is dissipated within seconds. his tongue pries open your mouth, swiping once, twice across your lips as he slams the door shut behind him with his foot.

you cling onto his shirt, moaning into his mouth, eliciting a “god, baby, fuck”, his hands slipping under your thighs as he lifts you onto the counter, breaking apart barely as he travels down your neck.

you whimper at the feeling of him everywhere, his mouth leaving tiny nibbles as he tongues at your weak spots, his hands feeling over your thighs as they travel dangerously close to where you need him most.

“you’ll let me apologise, right baby?” you nod frantically, desperate to just feel him as he murmurs into your skin.

“cmon bunny, you can do better than that. say it.” he leans back, staring into your eyes eagerly, just waiting to let go.

“please jay, i forgive you- just-” you gasp, his hands thumbing at your heat as he picks you up again—now with one hand—, throwing you over his shoulder as he wanders to your bedroom, sliding off your panties as he makes his way over.

“oh you’ll forgive me after tonight sweetheart.”

he continues his abuse against where your hole, slightly edging you as he refuses to let you have that release you were so needy for.

“so wet f’me baby, you need me that bad?”

you nod, whining as you try to shove your face into the pillows flanking your head, grasping onto his biceps as he pulls away again, licking his fingers clean.

you peer up at him, breathing still unsteady as he leans on his knees, pulling his top up and above his head before doing the same for you, your dress now pooled on the floor.

“so perfect baby, god” you pull him down again, your mouths moving feverishly against each other, matching the erraticity of your hands as you both tear at any fabric separating you.

he nudges at your hole, his length slowly stretching you open as you both gasp and groan at the feeling. “so good for me, my little bunny.”

he slams into you, so deep you can feel him pressing against your cervix after he gets confirmation you were okay, every so often speeding up and slowing down, relentless drilling into you to drag it all out.

suddenly, he stops. your arms still wrapped around him tightly, scratching up his back and whimpering at the loss of constant stimulation. he gently flips you, slipping out in the process as you sit atop him.

“cmon baby, you can do it.” he lifts your hips, positioning you back above his dick, “slide down just like that, fuck,” he groans, helping you as your knees fall onto the bed beside his torso, gasping as you start bouncing above him.

“god, you’re so perfect, my little bunny.”

you whimper, your movements growing sloppy as you chase your release, “aw my baby is tired?” he grasps onto your hips, taking full control despite being below you.

“jay- oh fuck” he brings your head down to his, planting kisses all over your face, swallowing your moans as you come undone above him— soon he follows after, releasing inside you as he hugs you tightly.

“you did so well.” he whispers into your ear, something meant just for you, as he pulls out, soothing your discomfort as he lifts you into your en suite, running a bath.

“i’m so, so sorry my love.” he says, punctuating with a kiss to your forehead as you smile sleepily up at him.

“its okay jayjay, i know why.”

you climb into the warm water, jay knelling behind you as he washes your hair thoroughly, muttering apologies, praise, compliments, pure love all over you.

you turn, looking into his eyes, the lack of clothes something now warm and intimate instead of hot and desperate.

“i love you so much.” he blurts out, your eyes widening as you peer into his soft features.

“id quit for you. god, how did i not figure it out sooner.” he mumbles, caressing your cheek as you lean into him.

“you didn’t lie..” you whisper, a statement more than a question, a confession more than a realisation.

“no.” he confirms. “never did, never will.”

“i love you too.”

and through all the fear, the cheers, the fans, the company, all of it, you vow to stick together.

to keep loving one another.

no matter the hardship.

feedback appreciated but never expected!!

😳...come out and say hi 😂😂

ok genuinely for a while there i didnt know if id do a part two purely cause i actually have no clue what to do...and bc its like my least favourite post. 🥺

writing smau has never been my thing so i did write it with the intention of it being a oneshot. so.

BUT considering its like the most popular on my account (eff that) i probably will... stay tuned 😳😂