Aurora

pairing - CEO!husband!jake x wife!reader

warnings - smut (mdni 18+), p in v, needy!jake, taking it from behind, jake covers her mouth, semi!public sex, bathroom sex, needy sex, bedroom sex, loud sex, reader gets REALLY loud when they go to the bed, jake is really really needy at first then reader gets needy, i can't think of anything else

word count - 1.9k

💌 ask claudia - this is my first fic, ive been gatekeeping it for a while but it's finally finished... wish me luck

The yacht cut smoothly through the dark water as the evening stretched on, its lights reflecting off the waves while the long table on the main deck remained filled with laughter and the clink of glasses.

kitty jay headcannons 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯

pairing :: park jongseong x fem!reader warnings :: eventual smut, excessive fluff, possessiveness, non idol au, size diff (sorry i can’t stop), established relationship, petnames, food mentions, doggy (ironic), spanking, softdom!jay, pathetic!jay, manhandling, likkle bit of anal, cockwarming, unprotected sex, oral sex, cockwarming a/n :: i’m calling it rn france is Gonna win the world cup…. kitty mbappé fic coming up next (ime jk👀) yeah ALSO this is gonna look ugly if ur on dark mode word count :: 2.2k

kitty!jay who always manages to find the warmest spot in the room, and somehow, it’s almost always you. if you’re sitting down, he’ll just quietly curl up against your side without saying anything, resting your head on his shoulder or tucking himself into your chest. he swears down he’s only there because it’s much more comfortable, but everyone knows he just likes being close to you :3

˚₊‧⁺⋆♱ office help 

jay x fem!reader

wc. 648

contents. piss kink, omorashi, slight inflation, breeding. 

a/n. Uh…. Might expand more of that last part… like… being Jay’s piss faucet 🤤

ceojay! Who's not what you expected when you showed up at his intimidating office after seeing the listing online. He's taller than you expected, more handsome and closer to you in age. Maybe in his late 20s? Early 30s? 

frat!hyung line x reader

you bring up something new to try in the bedroom and your boyfriends are more than willing to help you satisfy your curiosity

wc: 11.3k

cw: use of aphrodisiacs, some mxm, polyamory, description of pornography that may count as dubious consent, masturbation, light degradation, light impact play, dvp, eiffel tower, light implications of dom/sub dynamics, switch!sunghoon, switch!jake, switch!heeseung, dom!jay, sub!reader

note: first enhypen work, might post some minor stuff from this universe later because there is a deleted scene of some drunk riki antics that i just couldn't find the right place for pacing wise but did write, also think it would just be fun to explore more of the dynamics with this reader and these guys. i had a lot of fun writing this and working out the dynamics :) if i missed anything in the warnings, please let me know and per usual, i hope you enjoy!

You feel kind of stupid bringing it up. Scratch that, maybe not stupid—more embarrassed maybe? You’re trying to get better at specifying your feelings and not diminishing them to simply good or bad. It isn’t going well.

It started with a video you saw on Twitter. The guys are throwing that night—something and ski sluts, you can’t remember off the top of your head—and you don’t feel like going. Your roommates had made their way out of the apartment an hour ago, checking four times before leaving that you really didn’t want to go, ski goggles and ear muffs contradicted by their bikini tops. You had gotten a few texts from your boys, just a few photos of their outfits and one of Niki face down in the backyard before the party had even started, which you had responded to with little vigor or excitement. You love them, but the constant social outings were inherently against your nature. While you enjoyed a night out every once in a while, your partners’ want for you to be at every party their frat threw was a little bit exhausting. They understood your homebody nature, but they also tried their best to crack you out of your introvert shell—or at least that was the way that Jake kept putting it every week when he would try to convince you to come out over dinner. Usually, he got a punch to the side from Sunghoon and a disapproving look from Jay, while Heeseung would sit quietly on the opposite side of the room until he finally broke into laughter at Jake’s poor attempt to convince you. It had taken a lot to get to a point where they could all be with you together, some awkwardness existing in the beginning of the relationship; but after almost a year, you had all fallen into a comfortable rhythm with one another.

So, there you are—a Friday night and your four hot boyfriends and your three hot roommates are all at the same party while you sit at home scrolling Twitter trying to find something to numb your brain for an hour or so. You didn’t mean to come across it, but Jake had sent a link to the group chat with the caption “should we try this?” and six eye emojis and you had kind of scrolled from there. The video Jake had sent was something you had seen before—some video of a girl tied up and a few guys taking turns. Nothing overtly interesting to you, but you clicked to the account anyways. After a few videos, you saw it. The thumbnail wasn’t anything crazy, just a close up of a girl’s face while she stuck her tongue out. Typical gross porn shit. The tweet attached to the video was what got your attention.

“She totally didn’t expect to gush like that! Aphrodisiac and drugs make for a wet combination so that she fucks herself everywhere!”

It’s translated from Japanese, so you think it’s a little awkward, but it still makes you squeeze your legs together. You click on the video and it starts. There’s a close-up of a hand putting something from a dropper into a water bottle, then a hard cut to a girl drinking from it. Then it cuts again, she’s sitting on a couch, squeezing her legs together, face scrunched up. You watch as it cuts between her humping various objects in her living room to her fingering herself open to her getting pulled onto the couch by a guy twice her size and having her face pressed into the cushions while he fucks hard into her pussy. She’s so wet and your hand glides down your torso and under your pajama shorts. The girl in the video is insatiable and can’t stop cumming. You wonder how good it would feel to be that fucked out, to be that horny that you don’t care what’s making you feel good as long as you’re cumming. You think about your partners and what it would be like for them to do that to you—to have you that desperate that you would fuck them anywhere, let them take and take and take until you passed out. You cum to the thought of two dicks in your pussy, one in your mouth, and another in your hand. You save the video in your bookmarks. You’ll bring it up to them later.

The first one to catch on that you’re being weird is Jay. It’s not surprising, the two of you spend the most time together due to sharing a few classes, but you didn’t think he would catch on so soon. It’s Monday when he brings it up, you’re both walking back to the frat after one of your shared classes and the condensation from your iced coffee drips down your wrist, ice melting in the shock of early heat in April. He watches you carefully before grabbing your other hand lightly.

“What’s going on with you?” Jay asks, voice playful. “You’ve been spacey since Friday night.”

You shake your head lightly. “Nothing, I’m totally fine.”

The words come out faster than you like and Jay squeezes your hand. “You know you can tell me anything, right? I’m kind of worried that you’ve been so quiet,” he huffs out in a laugh. You squeeze his hand lightly in response.

“Really, it’s nothing. Just, like, I don’t know,” he scrunches his eyebrows as you speak, running a thumb over your hand as you walk. “I just saw something Friday. Like, on Twitter. It’s nothing, seriously.”

Jay looks you over once before smiling lightly, catching the tips of your ears as they burn. “So it’s a sex thing.”

You wrench your hand out of his and smack him on the shoulder, Jay tips his head back in a laugh and grabs your wrist. “We’re in public,” you scold.

“It is,” Jay pulls you closer to him as you reach the house, one arm wrapped around your waist as the two of you stand on the porch. He presses a kiss to the corner of your mouth before pinching your cheek. “You’re so cute when you’re shy.”

You feel your face burn stronger. “Oh my God, can you not?”

“So embarrassed,” Jay pinches harder and you smack his hand away. “We can talk about it later with the rest of ‘em, or we can just talk about it when we get to my room. But, we’re definitely talking about it if it gets you this embarrassed.”

His smirk irritates you. “I would rather not talk about this with all of you right now,” you mumble into his shoulder and Jay laughs again, cooing as he follows you into the house.

You slam open the door to his room, throwing your backpack next to his desk before dramatically flopping into his bed. You press your heated face into a pillow and you feel a tug at your feet where Jay takes your shoes off.

“I would rather not have your gross shoes on my bed,” he snickers.

You mumble an apology into the pillow and feel the bed dip next to you. Gentle hands run down your back and through your hair as you breathe. You let yourself relax into the touch.

“Can you tell me about it?” Jay asks carefully.

Up until recently, sex with your partners has been relatively normal. You’re not the most experienced and they are well aware of that fact, so they generally approach conversations like this with caution. You still haven’t been able to shake the shame of your desire and as adorable as they all find it, there is also a deep awareness that causing you any discomfort will cause you to further retreat. It’s a balancing act between trying their hardest to push you to voice what you want while also trying to avoid making you feel any more shame than you already do.

You press your face further into the pillow, hands coming up to push against your warm cheeks. The hands in your hair don’t stop moving, but Jay presses softly on the side of your head so that your face is turned towards him. He’s sitting next to you on the bed, back pressed against the headboard. His other hand not running through your hair pulls one of your hands away from your face.

“It’s gross,” you mumble.

“I like gross. We all like gross,” Jay encourages. He lifts your hand up and presses a soft kiss against your knuckles.

“No, it’s, like, really gross,” you insist. “Like, morally questionable kind of gross.”

Jay just presses your hand to his mouth again. “That’s okay. I want to know anyway. I don’t think you could say anything that we wouldn’t at least consider trying.”

You sigh heavily and press your forehead against his thigh. “It was a video.”

“Mhm,” another kiss pressed against your hand, another brush of your hair out of your face.

“Somebody, like, spiked a girl and it made her, like, really horny—” you cut yourself off with a groan. “This is so nasty.”

“It’s okay, keep going,” Jay’s tone is so soft as he says it.

“She got really horny and, like, kept getting off. Like, humping and stuff,” you lift your head up a bit and Jay’s attention is entirely on you. You meet his eyes briefly and then look back to his leg. He smiles down at you and squeezes your hand softly for you to continue. “And then, this guy comes over and just fucks her and she just, like, cums and cums and cums. And I keep thinking about it.”

“Yeah?” Jay’s voice is teasing. “What do you think about it?”

You whine slightly and Jay laughs quietly. “I, like, think about you guys. And I think about what it would be like if you guys did that… to me. Obviously.”

“And what would that be like?” Jay asks, voice still quiet and careful.

“Like, if you guys did that before a party. And I was there. And you guys just let me get really keyed up. And then took care of me,” it comes out stilted, each thought with a long pause in between.

“You know what I think?” Jay’s voice is still careful and you meet his eyes through your hair. “I think we would really like that. Like, seriously be really into that. And I think that we could definitely make it happen if it’s something you want.”

His hands wander slightly, squeezing softly at your waist and maneuvering you so you’re sitting up in his lap. You let him move you, face now pressed into his shoulder. Jay presses a long kiss into your hairline and lets you sit with his statement for a moment.

“Do you want me to bring it up with the other guys?” he asks after a few minutes and smiles softly when you nod. “Okay, I can do that.”

Word makes it around by Tuesday and on Wednesday night the five of you are spread across the couches in the basement when the topic comes up. Wednesday night is homework night, it’s a long standing tradition from before any of you got involved with each other. It’s something to make you all feel normal in the scheme of your relationship. Jay and Heeseung sit on one couch, legs propped on the coffee table in front of them. On the other, Sunghoon sits on one end facing the middle cushion, back propped up against the arm rest and legs spread. You and Jake are splitting the chaise, it’s big enough to seat two people if you guys sit close enough. He’s on the outside, arm draped on the arm rest and the other around your shoulder, laptop perched in his lap. Your knees are tucked into your chest, a book for class grasped in your hands. Your feet brush Sunghoon’s every once in a while and it makes something warm bloom in your chest. Jake is the first to break the silence, a long groan let out as he throws his head back against the back of the couch.

“If I have to read one more article about machine learning, I might blow my brains out,” Jake announces.

“Dramatic,” you huff sarcastically and Jake pinches your side.

“You’re the one who picked data science as your minor,” Sunghoon grunts from the other end of the couch, flipping haphazardly through his notes.

“I didn’t think it would be so boring,” Jake complains, gesturing widely with his arms. His fingertips brush Heeseung’s textbook where it’s propped open against the other couch and it hits the floor with a slam.

“Come on, man,” Heeseung groans, leaning over to pick up the book where it fell. Jake pulls his arm back sharply, offering a consoling look and Heeseung only glares.

“No, but seriously,” Jake complains, looking around the room. “It’s so boring. Do you think I have time to change it?”

“We’re here for another year, Jake. Do you really want to spend your senior year cramming in an extra minor when you’re almost done this one?” Jay, ever the pragmatist, doesn’t even look up from his computer as he responds, hands working quickly over the keyboard.

“I hate when you’re right,” Jake whines. “Can we at least take a break? I’m so bored.”

“Should we eat?” Sunghoon replies, still flipping through his notes until he scrunches his nose in frustration and closes his notebook. “Not gonna lie, I’m hitting my limit right now.”

“If you give me fifteen, I can drive us,” Jay responds, hands still flying over the keyboard. There’s a grunt of confirmation from everyone in the room, your eyes stay glued to your book, determined to get through the end of the chapter you need to read. You get through two pages before Jake speaks again.

“Are we gonna talk about Friday?” his voice is low in your ear.

“What’s Friday?” you murmur, confused, but still not looking up from your book.

“We’re gonna try that thing, right? The thing from the video?” Jake’s breath is warm on the shell of your ear and your body tenses. His voice comes out panicked. “Or not! We don’t have to do it.”

“Dude,” Heeseung scolds, hands moving up to his face to push his glasses down enough to rub his fingers over his eyes. He closes his laptop sharply and places it on the table. “Well, I guess we’re just talking about it now.”

Your eyes flick up from your book for the first time and the other three are looking at Jake sharply. Jay’s hands have stopped moving over his keyboard.

Jay lets out a long sigh. “Let me finish my sentence.”

Laptops are shut, books are closed, everything is moved to the coffee table and all attention is turned to you. You curl into yourself a little bit more and place your book open on top of your knees.

“So, you talked about it,” you start.

“We talked about it,” Jay responds.

“And no one thinks it’s gross?” your voice is quiet and all annoyance that had previously filled the air softens. Jake’s arm around your shoulder pulls you further into the chaise.

“Not at all,” Jake presses a kiss into your hair. “We think it’s hot.”

“Like, stupid hot,” Sunghoon blurts and you notice the tips of his ears turning red. You let your body relax into the couch and turn to the rest of the room.

“So, how are we doing it?” you ask.

Heeseung’s mouth opens and then closes, before he says, “We may have gotten something from Won.”

“Guys,” you whine, hands going up to cover your face before your wrists are grabbed by Sunghoon.

“No, wait,” he interrupts your spiral. “Jungwon doesn’t know anything, seriously. Like, nothing at all about any of it. Just that Hee asked if he had any of the chocolate–” He cuts himself off with a sigh before looking at the others for help.

Jay saves him. “Won had a thing with a girl before and he got some chocolate for Valentine’s that has an aphrodisiac. He gave it a glowing review and was looking to get rid of it when she broke things off back in March. Jake took it off of his hands and it’s been sitting in his room. No one knows anything that they don’t need to, baby. You’re good.”

You let out a breath you didn’t realize you had been holding and let your hands come to rest in Sunghoon’s lap. He smiles softly at you and takes one between his palms. His hands are cold and you guide the back of his fingers to press lightly against your cheeks, cooling them off. Jake laughs fondly from your other side.

“It’ll be so controlled,” Heeseung starts, regaining his composure. “You’ll get a totally normal dose and one of us will be with you the whole night. You give us the word and we get outta there.”

“We were thinking you could come over early? Maybe get ready here? That way you could take it before the party starts and we see how you’re feeling,” Sunghoon says, fingers now clasping the back of your neck. His thumb plays with the hair falling out of where it’s pulled back and you shake your head lightly as it tickles.

“That sounds good,” you murmur.

“It’ll be the same system as always, traffic lights. If anything gets too much, you say the word and we’re done,” Jay reassures, face serious. You nod and press your lips together.

“Okay,” you say after a moment, lips stretching into a shy smile. “Friday then.”

“Incredible,” Jake smirks, pressing a playful kiss into your hair again. You laugh and shove him off. Sunghoon lets his hand fall away from your neck.

“Let’s go eat,” you call as you stand up, slapping a hand onto one of Jake’s and Sunghoon’s legs. The boys share a look, faces splitting into wolfish grins as they follow you out of the room.

Friday comes with little fanfare, the rest of the week dragging. Between midterms and papers, you are more than ready to be done for the week. Sunghoon is sprawled across your bed, head propped on your pillows and scrolling through his phone while you flit through your closet. Your floor is littered with outfits you had started putting together and scrapped halfway through. You wipe your sweaty palms on your pants.

“Angel, that’s the fourth one,” Sunghoon calls from behind you. You groan and run a hand through your hair. “It’s really not that serious.”

You throw him a look and his hands go up in surrender.

“It’s Halloween in April, just pull out one of your Halloweekend outfits,” he suggests.

“I can’t, you guys already saw those,” you whine. The ‘and fucked me in them’ goes unsaid, but Sunghoon smirks like he can read your mind. You hear the bed groan behind you and arms wrap around your middle. You sigh and lean into his body. Sunghoon presses a kiss against your throat, you can feel him smirk when you let out a shaky breath.

“I know you wanna be pretty, but you know we’re gonna rip it off of you in twenty minutes anyways,” he teases. There’s a bet going between the five of you for how long you can hold out. You’re very confident you can last at least the first hour, but all the guys have you down for forty minutes or less.

“Hoon, not helping,” you whine and he huffs out a laugh against your neck.

“Fine,” he acquiesces, placing hands on your hips and turning you around. “Does Jen still have the wings from this year?”

“Probably,” you respond. Sunghoon raises his eyebrows as if to say ‘Duh’ and you sigh, pulling out your phone to text your roommate. Ten minutes later, there’s a lightly used pair of angel wings spread across your bed. They’re a little bent from all the jostling from the bars, but they’ll do for the night. You pull out something short and white from your closet, shoving it into your overnight bag along with your essentials. You pull out a pair of white boots you had borrowed from Lara the other week and throw them next to the bag. You turn and look at Sunghoon, throwing your hands out and letting them slap against your legs. He laughs and throws your bag over his shoulder, grabbing your boots in one hand and grasping your own hand lightly in the other.

“Come on, it’ll be fun,” he comments, throwing you a lazy smile and pulling you out the door.

When you arrive at the frat, you are quickly tugged through the back door and herded into Jake’s room where it sits on the first floor. His room is tucked in the back of the house, in the hallway between the bathroom and the kitchen that they close off during parties where the entrance to the basement sits. The basement is for brothers and guests of brothers only and isn’t typically open until afters, so your partners are relatively confident that for the majority of the time tonight you’ll be completely uninterrupted and unheard to the outside world. It brings you a bit of comfort to know that they thought this through, at least enough to take your anxieties into consideration.

Sunghoon set your things down gently near Jake’s desk, letting you shuffle over to the bed to tuck yourself into Jake’s side. Jake grabs you and positions you so you’re straddling him, arms wrapped around your waist. He leans up from where he’s sitting and presses a kiss against your mouth, quick and dirty, laughing when you squirm at his lick up your neck.

“You’re so gross,” you whine as you push his face away from you, hand wiping away his spit.

“You don’t usually have a problem with it,” Jake quips, taking stock of your blushing cheeks. His hands are firm against your hips and he squeezes lightly. The bed dips as Sunghoon crawls up the right side of the bed, dropping a kiss to Jake’s shoulder when he reaches where the two of you are perched.

“You ready for tonight?” Jake asks you, serious and soft. It’s always an adjustment when he switches moods like this. You nod, confident for the first time all week and Jake smiles, leaning up to capture your lips in another kiss. The door opens and the two of you break apart, a smirk sliding across Jake’s face as his eyes pass over your shoulder.

“She’s not even dressed and you’re starting?” Heeseung jokes as he steps into the room, dropping a kiss to the top of your head and then sprawling at the end of the bed. You climb off of Jake’s lap, shoving Sunghoon over so you can settle in between the two of them, back pressed against the headboard. Heeseung flips over to his stomach and lays his head on his arms, facing you.

“How long do you need to get ready?” Heeseung asks through a yawn.

You scrunch your face up, thinking for a moment, before replying. “Probably like an hour.”

“God, you take forever,” Jake complains, and you slap his shoulder. He gasps and shoots a hand up to where you hit him.

“So dramatic,” Sunghoon murmurs from your other side, eyes not looking up from his phone.

“We have, like, an hour to kill then,” Heeseung continues, ignoring Jake entirely. The four of you lay across Jake’s bed, shooting the shit for thirty minutes before Jay enters the room. His face lights up when he spots you in the center of the bed.

“Hi, my love,” Jay calls softly.

“What am I, chopped liver?” Jake snarks and Jay ignores him in favor of crawling over the bed to lay directly on top of you.

“No, you’re a brat,” Jay finally responds and Sunghoon barks out a laugh.

“You’re such a dick, man,” Jake whines. Jay pouts and coos at Jake before reaching a hand out to harshly pinch one of his cheeks. Jake slaps his hand away

It wasn’t always like this, the intimacy didn’t always come this easy between them. At first, it had been stunted. The five of you had been close since freshman year, all living in the same dorm block and becoming fast friends. Things had been flirty those first few years, for sure, but it wasn’t until the end of sophomore year that it started to look like more. Jay was the first to approach the topic, confident and steady. There had always been a more-than-friends element to his relationships with all of you—touches that lasted too long, roaming hands on a dancefloor, a few drunken kisses—but no one had been brave enough to cross the line. Jay was drunk when he brought it up, all of you circled around a bonfire in the backyard as Jake and Heeseung were lamenting their latest failed situationships. The rest of the brothers had slowly made their way inside as the late spring night got colder. It had been simple to Jay.

“Why don’t we just get together?” he had asked before taking a long sip of his beer. All eyes were locked onto him.

“Who are you talking to?” Jake asked carefully, suddenly very sober.

“All of you,” Jay stated.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Sunghoon spoke up from the opposite end of the circle, white knuckles wrapped around a can.

“No, like, think about it,” Jay leaned his body toward the fire. “We’ve known each other for a while. We all click. Our chemistry is crazy. I think it could work.”

“Jay, you’re drunk,” you mumbled, reaching over lightly to take the beer from his hands.

“No, I’m, like, deadly serious right now. You’ve never thought about it?” He seemed incredulous. Silence fell over the circle, only the crackling of the fire and the cry of cicadas heard.

“Well, not, like, with all of us,” Heeseung breaks the silence after a few minutes and you glance over at him sharply. You see Sunghoon and Jake nod in agreement.

“What about you?” Jay asks, nudging your leg with his knee.

“I mean, like maybe,” you shrug your shoulders, defensive. “But, like, be serious. It wouldn’t work.”

Jay raises his eyebrows and smiles lazily. “Never know if you don’t try.”

That night, the five of you settled into Jay’s bed, the biggest one out of the four guys. It wasn’t perfect, but it was nice. It was fitting for the five of you. There were more serious conversations in the weeks following and nothing was solidified until the summer, but it was enough to settle into all of your chests that you were all at least willing to give it a try. Your partners were slow to affection with each other, initially putting up the front that it would never happen, but a few drunken handjobs later and sharing a bed at Jay’s beach house was typical. It was messy and it was complicated, but it was right for the five of you. You’re pulled out of your thoughts when Jay tugs lightly on your shirt as he lays over your lap.

“Where’d you go?” he asks, hand running under your shirt to lay flat over the dip in your spine.

“Thinking about how you propositioned us,” you joke and Jay groans. Sunghoon barks out another laugh.

“Jesus Christ, don’t remind me,” Jay’s voice is dripping with embarrassment.

“I still can’t believe you just fucking asked,” Jake laughs and Jay groans again, this time tucking his face into your stomach.

“No, seriously, dude. ‘Never know if you don’t try.’ Jesus Christ,” Heeseung smirks from the end of the bed, eyes closed where he faces toward the rest of you. You giggle in response.

“No, guys, it was cute. Like, it was sweet,” you say in an attempt to reassure Jay. Sunghoon turns on his side to face you.

“Sure, but that wasn’t the only thing you were thinking about,” his face scrunches conspiratorially.

“Yeah, I was thinking about how you guys wouldn’t kiss until you sucked each other off a few times when you were drunk,” you fire back and now it’s Jay’s turn to laugh.

“You know that was just Hoon and Hee,” Jay chuckles. “Jake and I were kissing, like, all the time.”

“True,” you and Jake say at the same time, and you turn your head to face Sunghoon whose face is burning red. You look down at Heeseung and he just shrugs.

“You gotta get over the homie hump,” Heeseung states and Jake kicks him in the thigh lightly. You laugh and pat Jay’s shoulder, signaling him to let you up.

“Okay, enough memory lane, I have to get ready,” you push your way through the bodies, slapping Jake’s hands away when he tries to pull you back into bed. “You have to get ready, too. Damn.”

You cross the room to your bag, pulling out your clothes and your makeup before heading to the bathroom next to Jake’s room. When you started coming over more, the brothers had pitched in to get lights installed around the mirror and the shower redone, your boyfriends starting the crusade to have a designated “girlfriend bathroom” so that none of the girls brought into the frat would have to use the shittier ones on the first or second floor. The rest of the brothers had all thought it was a nice idea, happy enough to have something to impress their own partners with. You knocked lightly on the door, opening it to Sophia, another brother’s girlfriend, curling her hair. The time flew by, the two of you chatting about your partners and your classes. All things considered, Sophia was one of the cooler girls that hung around the frat, with many of the girlfriends not really talking to you considering the whole four boyfriends thing. But, Sophia was cool—cool enough that you had introduced her to your roommates who very quickly brought her into the fold.

When you stepped back into Jake’s room, the door clicking softly behind you, it was just Heeseung in the room, still laying at the end of the bed. You approached him, running a hand into his hair.

“Too cool for a costume?” you jibed and he laughed in response. His head turned toward you, eyes flicking slowly over your body before letting out a low whistle.

“God, didn’t know you were getting this slutty tonight,” he said lazily, hissing when you pinched his ear in response. “Okay, message received. Not slutty, just minimally clothed.”

You shot him a glare over your shoulder as you fixed your hair in the mirror. You watch as Heeseung pushes himself off the bed, walking over to you and pressing a kiss against your shoulder. He wraps his arms around your middle and leans his chin over your shoulder.

“You feel good about tonight, yeah?” his voice is cautious and you smile, pressing a hand over one of his own across your stomach.

“Yes, Hee,” you sigh. “I feel very good about tonight. I’m excited.”

Heeseung smiles and presses another kiss against your shoulder. “Good, I’m excited, too. I think it’s gonna be fun.”

The door creaks open and Jake groans. “Can you not be gross in my room?”

You laugh and Heeseung shoots Jake a lazy smirk. “It’s about to be so much grosser in, like, thirty.”

“Here you go,” Jake holds out a package of chocolate towards you and you take it. Heeseung presses a quick kiss to your temple and pats your ass lightly before heading out of the room.

“Don’t start without me,” he calls over his shoulder. You turn the package over in your hands, carefully reading the dosage and the instructions.

“It’s one piece for, like, normal effects, one and a half if you want to get crazy,” Jake says simply, reading the anxiety that’s spread over your face. “We really don’t have to do this if you’re too nervous, we can have, like, normal polycule sex or something.”

You snort and let your eyes fall away from the package. “I don’t think there’s such a thing.”

“Well, normal for us, I guess,” he responds, smile stretched brightly over his face. You rip open the package and pop a square and a half in your mouth, letting the chocolate melt over your tongue.

“Jesus Christ, I wasn’t being serious,” Jake says, voice concerned. You giggle through your mouthful and brush him off.

“How much did she take?” Sunghoon asks as he and Jay enter the room.

“A fucking piece and a half,” Jake replies, dumbfounded. Jay’s eyebrows fly up.

“Risky,” Jay adds, sitting himself on the end of Jake’s bed.

“A calculated risk,” you retort once you swallow.

“How much did she take?” Heeseung asks, toeing the door open.

“A piece and a half,” you respond, rolling your eyes. “I’ll be fine. You guys will take care of me.”

You sound very sure of yourself and the boys just stare at you. It’s going to be a long night.

It takes about thirty minutes for the effects of the chocolate to kick in according to the package, but you start to feel hot after fifteen. The party has barely started, but the living room is packed. Bodies swim around you and Heeseung keeps a hand planted on the small of your back. You’re not drinking tonight, considering the chocolate, but you find yourself instinctually heading toward the kitchen anyways.

“All good, baby?” Heeseung dips his head down to your ear once you settle yourself by the counter.

You nod quickly. “Yeah, just thirsty.”

He smirks, but lets you flit through the kitchen in search of water, eyes on you the whole time. It’s not unbearable, but the low heat that swims in your gut starts to pull at you about twenty minutes into the party. Maybe it’s the music, maybe it’s the lighting, maybe it’s just how good your boyfriends look covered in blood, but you’re starting to feel it. You feel yourself rub your thighs together, but steel your nerves. You have to make it to an hour.

Heeseung slides an arm around your back once you return, fingers brushing where the fishnets end under your top. You shiver lightly and he laughs lowly.

“Feelin’ it?” Heeseung’s voice is low in your ear, dripping with heat as he grasps your waist. He pins you slightly against the counter, arms bracketing you in. You place your cup on the counter behind you and slide your hands up his chest.

“Nah, totally normal,” you reply, syrupy. Heeseung dips his head down and presses a kiss below your ear, you whine and he laughs in response.

“Liar,” he teases.

“Trying to last,” you respond. “There’s money on the line.”

“Not fucked out enough to stop joking,” a voice calls from behind you and a body presses up against your side.

“Hey, Jakey,” you lean up and slot your mouth to Jake’s, tongue sliding along the seam of his mouth.

“Getting slutty already,” Jake muses against your mouth and you bite his bottom lip lightly. He laughs.

“You okay?” Jake asks, eyebrows knitted lightly in the center. You nod, smiling, and reach up again to connect your lips. Heeseung slides out from in front of you, letting Jake take his spot. He pats Jake lightly on the shoulder before disappearing into the living room.

Jake’s hands slide down your spine and over your ass, gripping lightly before lifting you up and settling you on the counter. He lets one hand slide over your thighs while the other stays planted on the small of your spine. He glides the hand on your thighs up, just to the edge of your skirt before sliding past it over your clothes and up to your waist. You whine softly and he huffs out a breath into your mouth.

“What, baby?” he teases. “Need something?”

You roll your hips up lightly, still with it enough to have some shame and he shakes his head. You pout and Jake runs a hand up to your face to brush his thumb over your bottom lip.

“You were the one who said an hour, I’m just tryin’ to help,” he smirks. You pinch his side lightly and he scoffs, raising his eyebrows. “So mean.”

“It’s hot in here,” you comment, still pouting.

“Yeah, need some air?” Jake asks, so caring, so cute. You nod and he helps you down from the countertop, hand pressed between your shoulders as he guides you into the backyard. Your hand slides into his naturally, leaning into his arm as you both bee-line for the collection of chairs in the back corner of the yard where Sunghoon is.

“Hi, my baby,” Sunghoon smiles as you plant yourself into his lap. He presses a kiss to your cheek and lets you shift around until you’re comfortable. There’s a cigarette in his hand and you wrap your fingers around it before he lets it go, letting you take a drag. You stretch your hand out towards Jake and he takes it from you gently, switching it over to his other hand and then returning to grasping your fingers softly.

“Hey, when did you get here?” a voice chirps as an arm wraps around your shoulder in a half-hug. You giggle and grin.

“What’s up, Wonnie?” you reply and Sunghoon leans back in the chair, pulling your body further into his chest.

“No, seriously, when did you get here? I was working door,” Jungwon settles himself into the seat next to Sunghoon and Jake shifts his body so he’s leaning on the back of Sunghoon’s chair. You whine softly as Jake’s fingers slip out of yours and he strokes a hand over your hair in consolation.

“I’ve been here, babes. Got ready here,” you reach a hand out to Jake behind you, head tilting up. He hands the cigarette back to you.

“What did they do? Sneak you in through the back door?” Jungwon jokes and Sunghoon’s face is serious over your shoulder.

“Yes,” he deadpans and Jungwon howls. You find yourself giggling, too. “You guys are a fucking riot. I don’t know how you deal with them, seriously.” The last part of his statement is addressed to you.

You shrug your shoulders lightly, smiling over your shoulder at Sunghoon. “That’s the power of love, Wonnie. Makes you do crazy things.”

Jungwon just laughs in response, glancing at his phone before standing up quickly. “Ah fuck, I gotta go, apparently Riki lit something on fire. But, I’ll be back, don’t move.” He points a finger at the three of you as he leaves, throwing the statement over his shoulder.

You snort and lean back fully into Sunghoon’s chest, passing the cigarette over. Sunghoon tilts his head away to take a drag and drops his hand to the side of the chair on the exhale. His arm is wrapped lazily around your waist and his hand sits dangerously on your thigh. You shift slightly in his lap and Jake leans down.

“Say the word, baby,” Jake’s voice is heavy in your ear. You shake your head.

“Not yet, still got,” you glance down at your phone. “Twenty five minutes. And I haven’t even seen Jay yet.”

“You really think you’re gonna make it?” Sunghoon’s voice on the other side, just as heavy, just as low. Heat flares in your stomach and you shift harder, squeezing your thighs together to get some friction. Up until now, you had been doing a relatively good job of distracting yourself from how keyed up you were, but out here with Jake and Sunghoon on either side of you, you were becoming very aware of just how wet your underwear was. Sunghoon seems to read your mind as his fingers drift under your skirt to brush lightly against your underwear. He whistles as he pulls his hand back, the touch brief but enough to make you squirm.

“How is she?” Jake asks over your head.

Sunghoon tilts his neck back and laughs darkly. “So fucking wet.”

“God, who knew all it took was a little chocolate to get her so slutty,” Jake muses, brushing his fingertips over the side of your neck.

“All drugged up and fucked out, our little princess,” Sunghoon noses the other side of your neck, pressing a wet kiss below your pulse point. The way they talk about you like you’re not there makes you drip. You whimper and Sunghoon shushes you.

“Uh-uh, can’t be making noise like that, baby. Want everyone to know how dirty you are?” Sunghoon’s voice drips with condescension and you try to grind down into his leg. He clamps a hand on your waist to stop you.

“What was that, angel?” Jake asks from over your head. “Thought you wanted to last?”

You nod your head dumbly and clench your fists, willing your body to stay still. Sunghoon and Jake laugh, cruel and low. Your thighs have never been clenched so tight.

“Why don’t you take her to Jay, baby? She wants to see him so bad,” Jake suggests and Sunghoon pushes you lightly off his lap, grasping your hand in his to lead you back to the house. He weaves through the crowd easily, you trailing behind a few steps. Sunghoon keeps peeking back over his shoulder to ensure you’re still behind him despite your hand being fully grasped in his own.

You’re pulled into the bathroom next to Jake’s room, pushed up against the sink counter quickly. Sunghoon’s mouth seals over your own, his tongue sliding into your mouth easily. You moan where his hands slide up your chest, gripping onto your breasts. Sunghoon kisses down your neck, licking softly to connect each kiss he presses to the column of your throat. A leg presses between your legs and you grind down, whining.

“Baby, please,” you cry out. Sunghoon smiles against your throat, biting softly before pulling away to watch you grind against his leg.

“Holy shit, angel,” he breathes out. “You’re fucking soaked.” He shifts his leg down and presses his fingers to the front of your underwear, rubbing softly on your clit. You grind into his hand.

“Fucking needy,” he smiles, diving back down to keep biting marks into your throat. There’s a knock on the door and it opens, Jay sliding into the room. He lets out a breath when he sees you. He leans back against the door.

“This was the urgent matter? Trying to fuck her in the bathroom?” Jay raises an eye brow, face serious but voice playful. You can see the tent in his pants where you’re pressed against the counter. You whine out his name and reach for him over Sunghoon’s shoulder and Jay’s face softens. He steps into your space and slides a hand up the side of your neck Sunghoon isn’t mouthing over, leaning in to kiss you softly.

“Hi, lover,” Jay says against your lips, you can feel his smile. “How you feelin’?”

You whine and grind into Sunghoon’s hand which makes both of them laugh.

“Yeah, okay,” Jay voices softly before angling his head toward Sunghoon. He slides a hand through Sunghoon’s hair and pulls. Sunghoon groans and it settles low in your stomach. “I think that’s enough, Hoon. I’ll get the guys.”

Jay pulls both of you out of the bathroom and shoves you through the threshold of Jake’s bedroom, telling you both to behave before he leaves. You settle at the top of the bed, head thrown back into the pillows as Sunghoon kisses down your exposed stomach. He bats away the feathers of your fake wings before pulling you up and ripping them off.

“Why did I tell you to wear these? They’re dumb as fuck,” he complains as he tosses them to the other side of the room. You hear them clatter against something before several items slam to the floor. You can’t be bothered to look up when Sunghoon’s hands slide under your top and flick over your nipples. Your back arches and you keen. Sunghoon laughs into your stomach.

“What happened to don’t start without me?” Heeseung’s voice comes from the doorway and you whine, his voice softens after that. “Oh, so needy.”

You reach your hand out and Heeseung takes it as he settles next to you. A hand slides into your hair and pulls you up to meet his mouth. Sunghoon’s hands slide up to your top, pushing it up and you pull away from Heeseung briefly to pull it the rest of the way over your head. You lean back toward Heeseung, moaning softly when Sunghoon’s hands slide to your chest and pinch your nipples. He hooks his head over your shoulder, laughing softly and leaning his head toward Heeseung. Heeseung pulls back from you, kisses Sunghoon briefly and slides a hand under your skirt.

“So fucking wet,” Heeseung whispers.

“I know,” Sunghoon replies and they both laugh meanly.

“Guys, what the fuck?” Jake whines from where the door clicks behind him, Jay right behind him and leaning up against the door again.

“You guys are so mean, I’m so fucking turned on,” you whine and Jake faux pouts, cooing at you as he climbs onto the bed.

“Are they being mean to you angel?” he asks. “You just need this needy cunt taken care of, huh?”

You nod quickly and Jake groans, pushing you down onto the bed and stripping you quickly of your skirt and underwear. He kisses down your stomach and spreads your legs, settling in between them. He trails kisses up your thighs to tease, but takes some mercy on you when you whine loudly. He licks a stripe up your cunt before latching his mouth directly onto your clit and sucking. Your body pitches and Heeseung’s hands come down to hold your hips in place.

“Jake, baby, fuck,” you moan between gasps. “So fucking good, oh my God.”

Heeseung smiles broadly and leans down to lick into your mouth. “Yeah? That good, princess?”

You nod and whine, hips twitching in Heeseung’s hold. Sunghoon palms his hard cock through his pants and then reaches up to pinch at your tits again. You’re getting close. Jake licks over your clit before pulling back and sliding two fingers into your cunt, groaning at how easily they slide in.

“Fuck, baby,” he groans. “Should’ve slutted you out like this a while ago, fuck.”

Sunghoon and Heeseung let out moans when you whine in response, nodding your head in agreement.

“Yeah, want us to slut you out like this all the time?” Heeseung spits, grin obscenely wide at how responsive you are.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” you babble. “Gonna cum, gonna fucking cum.”

Jake speeds up his fingers, reaching up his thumb to rub harsh circles over your clit, and you feel the band in your stomach snap. You gush around his finger and he dips his head back down to lick you through your orgasm.

“So fucking good,” he moans into your pussy. He rips his fingers out of your cunt and holds them up to Sunghoon, who wraps his lips around Jake’s fingers and sucks. You watch as Sunghoon licks you off of your boyfriend’s hand, tongue trailing down to Jake’s wrist to catch everything. It just makes you wetter.

“Why are you all dressed? What the fuck?” you whine as you trail a hand back down toward your pussy, Heeseung catching it on the way there and softly running two fingers over your clit. You hum in satisfaction and roll your hips into his fingers as they all start stripping their clothes off, mouths and hands wandering.

“Need one of you to fuck me, please,” you beg and Heeseung pulls his hand away from your clit to pull his pants off when Sunghoon and Jake settle back on the bed.

“You need it bad, baby?” Sunghoon grins, mean and low. “How bad?”

“Sunghoon,” Jay warns from the end of the room and you shoot up from where you lay. You reach an arm out to him, still whining, and Jay seems to take pity on you when he crosses the room to the end of the bed. You crawl to him, sitting on your knees where you lean up to kiss him. Your tongue lolls out, uncoordinated movements slobbering over his mouth. He chuckles into the kiss as you moan and pats your face softly as he pulls away.

“Okay, baby. I get it, I know,” he says sympathetically and Jake settles behind you and lifts you into his lap. He slides you onto his cock in one slick motion and grips your hips tightly to hold you in place. You try to grind into his cock and he hisses.

“You need to fucking stop,” Jake scolds, smacking your ass. You whine and he smoothes a hand over it to soothe the ache.

“She can’t help it, Jakey,” Jay defends, but his tone is mocking. “She’s just so fucking needy right now. You’ll take care of her though, right, baby?”

Something settles over Jake and he nods swiftly, pulling you up over his cock before giving you the reins. You bounce on Jake’s cock, letting it slam into you before pulling it almost all the way out again.

“Yeah, take it, baby,” Jay breathes as pushes your hair away from your face. “Take it like a good girl. Make Jake feel good.”

“Yeah, baby. Make me feel good,” Jake moans from behind you, hands coming up to grope your chest. He whines as you start to bounce faster, hips bucking up to meet you. Your clit throbs and you grab Jay’s hand, pulling it to your cunt. Jay hums when he feels how wet you are, flicking slick circles over your clit. You cry out and Jake digs his feet into the carpet, thrusting up faster.

“She got so tight. Baby, you got so tight, fuck,” he whines. “Make me cum, angel. Make me fucking cum.”

“Want Jake to blow in your pussy? Yeah? Want him to fill you up?” Jay speaks lowly in your ear and you feel Jake’s cock pulse as he overhears it. The slick circles don’t stop on your clit and you buck your hips up to meet Jay’s hand, back arching as you feel yourself reaching your climax. You bounce to meet Jake’s thrusts and he lets out a whine.

“Gonna cum, baby? Gonna cum all over it?” Jay mocks. Both you and Jake whine and nod, not knowing who he’s talking to. Jay pinches your clit, hard, and you shatter with a cry. You gush around Jake’s cock and you feel his teeth graze your shoulderblade as he continues to thrust up into your overstimulated cunt.

“Yeah, angel. Gonna fill you up, fuck. Gonna fucking breed this fucking cunt,” Jake growls into your shoulder, bucking up once, twice, three more times before you feel heat fill your cunt. You moan as you feel it leak around the sides of his cock and Jake bites down hard on your shoulder. Jake falls backwards, pulling you with him and Jay takes advantage of how exposed you are to strike your swollen clit a few times. You let out a strangled sound and Jake whines when you squeeze down on him.

Hands pull you off of Jake’s spent cock and you whine as you’re laid down onto your back. Heeseung runs hands over your ribs as you reach for his cock.

“Angel, you okay?” he questions and you bob your head dumbly, still reaching for his cock. He laughs softly, fondly, and lets you pull him into your soaked cunt. You reach up to twine your fingers through Heeseung’s hair and bring him down to your mouth. He goes easily, letting you slot your lips against his own. His tongue glides against your own, wet and dirty, and swipes against the back of your teeth. He thrusts slowly, taking his time to enjoy the feeling of Jake’s cum and your tight cunt.

“I think Hoonie’s feeling a little neglected, angel. Think you should make him feel good, too,” Heeseung grunts out, eyes lifted behind you where Sunghoon is propped against the head of the bed, stroking his hard cock. The tip is leaking precum and he moans when Heeseung pulls your attention to where he sits.

“Hoonie,” you whine. “C’mere.”

You stretch your hand out and grab his thigh, squeezing when Heeseung gives you a particularly hard thrust. Sunghoon shifts down to your head, positioning his cock against your lips. You reach a hand up and he hisses as you grasp him at the base, licking lightly over the tip.

Sunghoon’s hand wrenches your skull back so you meet his eyes. “Stop teasing. Don’t be a slut.”

You giggle and wrap your lips around him, licking along the underside of his head. His hand stays firmly planted in your hair, guiding your head up and down his cock. Your eyes flutter shut and Heeseung speeds up his thrusts, Sunghoon’s cock hitting the back of your throat every time Heeseung drives forward.

“Such a good girl,” Jake says quietly, curled up on the edge of the bed and reaching out a hand to stroke your hair. He pushes lightly where Sunghoon guides you. “Look so good with a dick in your mouth, baby. Love watching you suck Hoon off.”

You whine and Sunghoon groans, throwing his head back before forcing himself to resume looking at you. Heeseung reaches a hand up to your clit and rubs softly, being careful of your sensitivity. You gasp and your throat makes a clicking noise when Sunghoon’s cock plunges back into your throat.

“Yeah, baby. Just keep that mouth open, huh? Just let Hoonie fuck your throat,” Heeseung murmurs, kissing a line up the column of your throat before placing his palm lightly over the bulge there. He grabs Sunghoon’s other hand where it’s fisted at his side and guides it to your throat. “C’mon, Hoonie. Feel how good she takes it.”

Sunghoon moans and thrusts harder. Heeseung’s hand doesn’t stop working on your clit. You gargle around him on a moan, spit bubbling out the side of your mouth. 

“Hee, baby, fuck. Don’t say shit like that,” Sunghoon whines slightly. His grip in your hair grows tighter, moving your head to meet his thrusts.

“Hoon, she’s so messy,” Jake moans from where he lays, one arm now stretched under his head and the other stroking his cock back to hard. “Wanna see you get her messier.”

“Jesus Christ,” Sunghoon growls, freezing where he thrusts into your throat. He pulls you off and you gasp, coughing slightly, before he presses your face into his balls. You lick over them, spitting lightly on your hand and reaching up to strip his cock. “Yeah, baby, suck on ‘em. Fuck.”

You suck one of his balls into your mouth, rolling it over your tongue before releasing it to take the other one. Your hand is slapped away by Heeseung and he takes over where you left off.

“God, can’t even jack him off right,” he scolds lightly, no real heat behind it. “So fucking stupid, angel. Can’t think about anything but tryin’ to get his cum, right?”

You whine into Sunghoon’s balls and Heeseung laughs when Sunghoon groans and shoves your face into them harder. Heeseung’s fingers speed up and you feel yourself reaching the edge again, faster this time. You buck your hips up into his hand and he pins them to the bed with his body weight.

“C’mon Hoonie, paint our princess. Paint her tits while she cums from sucking your balls,” Heeseung whispers and Sunghoon thrusts into his hand. You clench around Heeseung’s cock as you cum, letting out a high pitched whine and some of Jake’s cum leaks out around the base of Heeseung’s cock. He laughs and keeps working his hand over Sunghoon’s cock, fast and dirty. Sunghoon spills all over your tits and you moan when you feel it spray across your chest. Heeseung keeps his hand working over Sunghoon’s cock until he whines in overstimulation and grips Heeseung’s wrist tightly. Heeseung taps your face lightly and holds his hand out. You take it from him and lick up his palm, collecting the remnants of Sunghoon’s cum off of Heeseung’s fingers.

“Fucking cumslut, Christ,” Sunghoon murmurs as he flops back into the bed.

“Need more, Hee,” you whine from under Heeseung and he pouts at you, mocking.

“Oh, our princess needs more, Jay,” Heeseung throws the comment over his shoulder as he thrusts into you. His fingers keep working over your clit. A smile spreads slowly over Jay’s face as he settles on the bed. He slaps Heeseung’s ass lightly and Heeseung laughs, pulling out of you and rolling over. You cry out and grasp at Heeseung’s shoulders, urging him to stay, but he just positions you over top of him, hovering just over his cock. Jay presses his chest against your back, dick slotted against your ass and you grind back on him. He runs his hands up your chest, collecting some of Sunghoon’s cum and sliding his fingers into your mouth.

“We’re gonna fuck you at the same time. Okay, baby?” Jay breathes into your ear and you whine. “You gotta be good, though. You gotta be patient.”

“Gonna be so good, Jay. Gonna be so patient. Please, please, I want it,” you beg, looking over your shoulder at Jay and running a hand up into his hair. He looks down at Heeseung and nods. Heeseung’s grip on your waist tightens and he lowers you onto his cock, groaning as you sink down. He bounces you a few times slowly, grip on your waist never faltering. Jay taps your spine twice before laying a palm flat on your back and pushing you toward Heeseung under you. You go easily, angling your ass up slightly which Jay responds to with a smack across it. His hand stays planted in the center of your back, the other comes up between your legs and drags around your entrance before pushing a finger in alongside Heeseung’s cock. Heeseung hisses slightly and you moan at the intrusion, trying to move your hips back into Jay’s finger. Heeseung’s grip on your waist holds you in place.

“Dirty girl, you gotta stay still if you want Jay to stretch you out,” Heeseung grits between his teeth. You bury your face into his shoulder and lick over his collarbones, leaving marks up his neck to distract yourself.

“Feels so good,” you gasp out in between your suckling. “Jay, need to feel you. C’mon.”

Jay laughs as he inserts another finger, spreading your entrance open. He spits down onto his fingers, letting it spread over your entrance and Heeseung’s cock.

“Christ, Jay,” Heeseung groans out. “Warn me next time.”

“Sorry, Hee,” Jay responds, voice condescending, moving closer to you and pressing the head of his cock against your entrance. “Gonna put it in now.”

You cry out as he pushes in, high pitch contrasted by Heeseung’s sharp moan. You feel your arms fully give out and your full weight is pressed onto Heeseung who reaches a hand up into your hair to hold you against his neck. Jay takes a moment to let you adjust before slowly sliding his cock out of you. He takes hold of your ass and spreads your cheeks apart, groaning as he watches the slick glide of his cock into you and against Heeseung.

“God, fuck. Jay, fuck,” Heeseung’s other hand comes off your waist and lands on Jay’s wrist, gripping tightly. “Feels so good, baby. Fuck. Yeah, fuck her, baby, yeah.”

You feel a hand come up into your hair from the front, lifting you out of Heeseung’s neck. The three of you moan in tandem as you move. Jake’s hands move to cup your face, capturing your mouth in a sweet kiss.

“Look so cute, angel. So fucked out,” he whispers, nose to nose with you. “Love watching you take it. Love you.”

You whine into his palms as Jay begins thrusting faster into you, your cunt making sick squelching noises every time he thrusts in. From under you, Heeseung’s hips jump every few thrusts and you clench as much as you can where you’re stretched.

“Being so good for us, baby, letting us fuck you so dirty,” Jay grunts from behind you. “Think Hee’s gonna cum. Wanna make him cum? Squeeze just like that so he cums in you, yeah? You want that, yeah?”

You babble mindlessly into Jake’s palms, eyes shifting between where he strokes his hard cock and Heeseung’s scrunched face. After a few more thrusts, Heeseung croaks out a groan, spilling inside of you. Jay stops thrusting and lets Heeseung have a moment before pulling you off of their cocks. You whine endlessly, not stopping until Jay rolls you onto your back and plunges inside of you. He lifts your hips off the mattress, moving your limp body to meet his thrusts. Jake’s hand comes from over your head and glides along your clit, working fast circles into your clit. There’s something heady in the ache in your lower stomach, an unfamiliar pressure and you whine, trying to push Jake’s hand away weakly.

“No, no, princess. Just take it,” Jake whispers, voice still soft and his other hand petting over your hair. You whimper as Jay moves you along his cock, head thrashing on the bed. You cum with a cry, cunt squirting around his cock and spraying across his pubes. Jay and Jake trade smug glances, Jay laughing as he continues to work you along his cock. He doubles the effort of his thrusts, moaning low and spilling into your messy cunt, Jake’s hand still working over your clit. You push them off once Jay comes, moving your body away from them on the bed as it twitches endlessly.

You feel a hand run up your arm, moving your hair off your shoulder to press a soft kiss on your collarbone. You jerk your head and whine.

“No more, no more. All done,” you mumble and you feel a huff of laughter on your collarbone.

“Yeah, baby, all done,” Sunghoon murmurs in response, pulling you up into his chest and wrapping an arm around your spine. He brushes your hair out of your face and presses another kiss to your forehead, effortlessly gentle. Another hand presses along your spine, fingertips gently running up and down the knots left there.

“Did so good, my love,” Jake whispers over your shoulder. “Gonna get you cleaned up now, okay?”

You nod lightly into Sunghoon’s chest, eyes still closed. Bodies shift over the bed and you can hear the door open and close a few times before a warm cloth is pressed against your chest, cleaning up the remnants of cum still there. You shift slightly and scrunch your face before Sunghoon shushes you softly, brushing your hair back again. A cup presses to your mouth and a hand touches your chin to tilt your head back.

“Drink, sweetheart,” Jay’s voice is soft and his thumb brushes away a bit of water that drips out the side of your mouth. He laughs softly as you shift lightly, body shrinking when Heeseung moves to open your legs. “Gotta let Hee clean you up, it’s okay. Can you look at me, my love?”

You blink your eyes open slowly, sandwiched in between Sunghoon and Jake. Your eyes meet Jay’s where he stands at the edge of the bed, sweatpants now pulled over his hips. He smiles down at you and brushes his thumb over your mouth again.

“There she is. Let Hee finish cleaning you up and then we can sleep, yeah?”

You nod carefully, looking down at Heeseung where he holds the washcloth, now a bit cool. You hiss when it brushes over your sensitive clit and Heeseung winces sympathetically. He runs a hand up your thigh in apology and you reach your hand down to entwine your fingers in his. Heeseung finishes wiping you down, pulling his hand back from yours and kissing your calf softly when you whine.

“Be right back, promise,” Heeseung smiles at you as he leaves the bed.

Jake’s chin is tucked over your shoulder and he presses a soft kiss behind your ear. “Do you want clothes, or just wanna go to bed?”

“Mm, shirt,” you mumble, still out of it. Jake squeezes around your middle before pulling off of you. You hear shuffling before he returns, Sunghoon passing over your limp body and sliding out from under you. Jake helps you sit up and slides the shirt over your head, smoothing out your hair when the static makes it stick up a bit. He laughs softly and you reach out and pinch his thigh.

“Welcome back,” he laughs and you lean forward and press your forehead into his stomach, the skin warm and a bit sweaty on your cheek. You breathe in softly before scrunching your nose and pushing off of him slightly.

“You stink,” you joke, eyes narrowing slightly. Sunghoon laughs from where he stands at Jake’s dresser, pulling his underwear back on and smoothing down his hair where it stands up in the back.

“You don’t smell great either, princess,” Sunghoon meets your eyes in the mirror and you smile back, teasing. Jake pats your thigh lightly to signal you to get back into bed and you lay in the center of the bed over the blankets.

“Where are we sleeping tonight because I am not sleeping on these sheets?” you quip around a yawn. Jake settles next to your side, hooking his leg over yours. You slide your eyes over to him when you feel his hard-on press against your hip.

“It’ll go down,” he reassures you while smushed against your shoulder, eyes closed and sly smile across his face. Sunghoon drapes himself over Jake’s back and leans over to drift his knuckles over your jaw. Your eyes tilt up when the door opens and Heeseung and Jay walk through the door, you hadn’t even registered that they left. Heeseung walks over to Jake’s desk chair, reclining slightly and kicking his feet up on the bed, while Jay settles upright on your other side and grasps your hand softly.

Heeseung’s phone lights up his face and he winces for a moment before turning the brightness down. He lets out a groan and you lift your eyebrows in amusement. He turns his face to the bed.

“Won needs us to come back because people got rowdy and apparently Riki needs a babysitter,” Heeseung’s face is sour and you let out a laugh.

“Poor baby, has to do his job he signed up for,” you laugh, face fixed in a faux pout.

“You’re so mean to me sometimes,” Heeseung replies, reaching out a hand to poke your thigh when he rounds the bed to grab a shirt off the floor. “Jay, you’re coming with me.”

Jay’s eyes widen and he sputters before you pat his arm lightly. He makes a face—some mix of betrayal and sadness—as he climbs off the bed and moves toward the edge of the room.

“I won’t forget this,” he calls over his shoulder, gesturing between his eyes and your body. “I love you.”

You cackle in response and Heeseung presses a kiss to your hairline and pinches Jake and Sunghoon before exiting with Jay. Jake hums and you turn your head to face him, noses brushing.

“You had a good time?” Jake asks, rubbing the tip of his nose against yours with more purpose. You huff out a laugh and nod. “Would you do it again?”

here u go anonie .. puppy taki is def the type to do this ngl..

【 18+ 】 tw ──── puppy hybrid!taki . . omorashi, watersports, piss play (internal), p in v, creampie, knotting, breeding, marking, kinda overstim ( m. rec )

 don't copy/translate my work. i only write on tumblr.

taki’s hips slammed into you with frantic, sloppy thrusts, his thick cock stretching you open with every desperate thrust. his fluffy ears were pinned back, tail whipping wildly behind him as he panted hot and heavy against your neck.

“gonna—gonna cum—!” he whined, voice breaking as his knot swelled, catching at your entrance before he shoved it in with a broken growl. he locked deep inside you, hips jerking as thick ropes of his cum flooded your pussy in heavy, pulsing spurts. his whole body trembled, claws flexing against your hips while he filled you up until it was leaking out around his knot.

but he didn’t stop moving.

“l-love you—so much!” voice cracking with raw affection as he buried his face deeper into the crook of your neck. his hips kept grinding in short, needy rolls, pushing his cum deeper inside you. “nghhh you feel so good…so warm and full of me… i-i can’t—”

even after he came, his cock stayed rock-hard, twitching inside your cum-stuffed cunt. his tail thumped faster, eyes glassy and unfocused. “s-sorry… can’t hold it… feels too good…”

a desperate whimper tore from his throat as another hot rush hit you—this time warmer, wetter. the pressure of his urine mixing with his cum, forcing the messy load even deeper. he buried his face in your neck with embarrassed little cries, hips grinding in tiny, helpless circles as he kept marking you from the inside.

taki’s whole body shuddered, ears flat, licking kisses against your neck with little whimpers. “mmgh—sorry, i’m sorry, i couldn’t—fuck, you’re so warm…”

he kept grinding through it, the wet heat of his release mixing with his piss until it leaked out around his knot in messy trickles, soaking the sheets. his tail wagged faster, cheeks burning, but his hips never stopped rocking, already chasing another high even as he finished marking you from the inside.

“more…mm.. please let me stay like this,” he mumbled, voice hoarse and blissed out. “feels so good when your full of me…all mine.”

JOHNNY for Dazed Korea (July 2026)

An embarrassing secret hidden under Jake’s bed was never supposed to be found. But when his frustratingly handsome roommate discovers it, the careful distance between them turns into a teasing standoff and an invitation Jake never saw coming.

nsfw warnings ── SMUT, bi!jay, sub!jake, toy use, oral, dirty talk, praise kink, overstimulation, somnophilia, cum eating, teasing, hickeys, degradation, kissing, talks of ass play, mxm, talks of virginity. rage baiter jay, easily rage baited jake, big dick boys! lmk if i missed any.

word count ── 6k

To the rest of the campus, Jay and Jake living together looked like a housing assignment glitch, well, maybe because it was.

Jake was a chemistry major who practically lived in the science building, a textbook recluse to the core, his social circle was strictly limited to his lab partners and the quiet girls who worked hand in hand with him during projects. When he was home, he was usually buried under his textbooks, his fingers faintly stained with ink or neon highlights, basically invisible to the rest of the university.

⊹ . ˙ ܀ roommates decide to change the dynamic﹙ ♡︎ ﹚ ˖ 𑣲⋆ request ゛𓈒 ݁

Pairings: roommates dom!jay & dom!jake x fem!reader

Warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, explicit!content, p in v, unprotected sex (not for you idiot), trio, Jay degrading, Jake comforting, masturbation (m and f), oral (m and f recieiving), face fucking, fingering, doggy position, vibrator use, spanking, praise and pets names, verbal degradation, Jay is a hot idiot, Jake is very sweet, idk what more.

wc: 2,3K

note: English isn't my first language, so if you find any mistakes I apologize, hehe, and I also welcome any corrections or tips from you. If by some chance you're here and you speak Spanish, let me tell you that I do too, hehe, and that the Spanish version is available here.

The dynamic between roommates Jay and Jake was relaxed and casual. Neither interrupted the other when they were studying; she was closer to Jake, spending time going to the movies, shopping, or playing video games. Jay was more serious, but he did his part, cooking dinner and leaving notes on her door that read, "Breakfast in the oven." He would pick her up from university at night. But one thing the three of them shared was movie and beer nights, as long as all three were available.

That night, both guys mentioned they wouldn't be sleeping in the apartment tonight, since they were going to visit a friend in another city a few hours away. The girl took advantage of having the apartment to herself to spoil herself; she didn't get those opportunities often.

After saying goodbye to her friends, she took a shower, shaving everywhere and using her favorite scented products. She entered her room without closing the door, wearing only an oversized t-shirt and lace panties. She took a toy from its hiding place; she didn't usually use it, precisely because she was never alone in the apartment. The thought of her roommates seeing or hearing her made her feel ashamed.

Sitting on her bed, she picked up an egg-shaped vibrator, turned it on, and ran it over her panties on the lowest setting. The sudden contact caused a slight jump and a low gasp. She massaged the toy all over her, increased the intensity, and pressed it against her clitoris, moaning loudly. Her panties began to soak, and she felt her insides contracting and relaxing continuously. After a while, she inserted the vibrator inside her underwear, touching her bare, very wet lips directly. The girl moaned, throwing her head back. Her legs trembled and were spread wide. She inserted the toy inside her, increasing the intensity again. She arched her back on the sheets, feeling electricity course through her body and the heat intensify in her vagina. She rubbed her lips with one hand and frantically pressed her clitoris, moaning loudly, giving herself the chance to be noisy. She moved her other hand to her t-shirt, pulling it up to her neck and squeezing one of her breasts.

Blinded by her own arousal and moans, she wasn't paying attention to her surroundings; she was supposed to have the apartment alone. Too busy pleasuring herself to hear the front door opening and the guys' laughter approaching.

"Oh…" Jake said, surprised, standing in front of her bedroom door.

"Wow… looks like we interrupted something. Were you that desperate for us to leave? And we were worried about leaving you alone."

She heard Jay speak in a sarcastic and mocking tone, both boys on the threshold. She opened her eyes, feeling heat rise to her face, closed her legs, and sat up in bed, trying to cover herself with her t-shirt. "Weren't you guys supposed to be away tonight?"

“It’s canceled, but go ahead, it doesn’t bother us at all” Jay suggested. “Or do you need a little extra help?” She blinked, stunned and motionless, the vibrator still working inside her. She trembled, biting her lip to stifle a moan.

“Look at you, trembling with a toy stuffed up your pussy. Pathetic” Jay entered the room, looked at her, and made a degrading comment about her behavior. This put her on the defensive and made her shrink back. Jake rolled his eyes and slowly approached the bed, taking off his jacket. He gently cupped her face and whispered soothing words as he carefully laid her back down. “Don’t listen to him, love. You’re beautiful. Let me help you.”

Jake kissed her flushed cheeks, slowly and gently caressing them with his fingertips. He looked at her with a pleasant smile and soft eyes. "Um… no need, sorry… this is awkward" she stammered.

Jay approached the bed with heavy steps, roughly but decisively yanking the vibrator away from her. He verbally reprimanded her "Do you really prefer a cheap piece of plastic to us? What a waste."

She covered her face with her hands, utterly mortified. Jake gently pulled her hands away from her face, kissing the tip of her nose. "Don't hide, my love. You look beautiful like this, all flushed. You don't have to be ashamed around us. Let us help you with that."

Jay turned the vibrator back on, but this time he kept it in his grip. He gave her a direct order. "Open your legs. Let's see how well you know how to use it while we watch."

She trembled, looking at Jay in sheer panic. Jake hugged her from behind, pressing his chest against her back, and whispered in her ear "Listen to him, beautiful. I'm right here with you, it's okay. Do it for us, you're such a good girl..."

The hum of the vibrator was the only sound in the silent room. The coldness of Jay's words contrasted sharply with the warmth of Jake's kisses on her neck, a stark contrast that plunged her into a fierce internal battle. She didn't explicitly agree with words because the shock had left her speechless, but she nodded, looking at Jake, searching his eyes like a lifeline as Jay took physical control of the situation.

Jay turned the toy up to its maximum power, pressing it against her vulva. He used the vibrator on her roughly, dictating the pace, enjoying how her body reacted involuntarily with tremors and gasps. "Look at you. You love it when we watch, don't you?"

She shook her head. "Liar" Jay muttered.

As Jay stimulated her so intensely and directly, she bit her lower lip hard, closing her eyes and arching her back from the overstimulation. Jake held her tightly, kissing her neck and collarbones, whispering tenderly to reassure her, "That's it, take a deep breath, beautiful. Look at me. You're doing so well."

Jay suddenly removed the toy and tossed it to the floor, losing interest. He grabbed the girl's panties, pulling them completely off. Gripping her hips firmly, he settled between her thighs. He was just inches away from her core, his warm breath brushing against her wet folds. He gazed up at her with dark, lustful eyes, placing a chaste kiss right on her clitoris, making her gasp.

"You're so desperate for this" he said. "You should have asked us for this from day one instead of hiding."

Before she could react, Jay buried his face between her legs, his tongue plunging into her, licking, sucking, and drinking her fluids. The heat of his tongue drew a sharp moan from her lips. She tried to close her legs, but Jay held them pinned. "Good heavens, you seem so quiet in the kitchen, and look at what a needy mess you are right now, getting your pussy eaten. I love having you like this."

Jake was still holding her from behind. He took her hands, interlacing their fingers tightly. He wiped the sweat from her forehead and pressed tender kisses along the length of her neck, ensuring that, despite Jay's roughness, she felt pampered. "You're perfect, my love. Stay with me, look at me."

Jay continued to devour her greedily, swirling his tongue over every inch of her and thrusting inside, drinking the fluids that poured from her. She moaned, squeezing Jake's arms tightly as an intense orgasm hit her. Jay, without pulling away, drank everything she gave him until the very last drop. When he finally pulled back, his chin was glistening.

"Turn around, I'm going to fuck you until I'm spent."

Speechless, she obeyed, turning her body over and resting her face against Jake's thighs, while Jay grabbed her hips and lifted them, exposing her ass. Jay slapped her cheek hard, drawing a sharp moan from her. He then brought his fingers to his mouth, lubricating them before inserting them inside her, quickly penetrating her wet heat, thrusting in and out with a slick, rapid rhythm.

Jake gently stroked her hair, looking down at her, as Jay commanded from behind, "Suck his cock. Use your mouth for more than just panting, make yourself useful."

Jake lowered his pants, revealing his rock-hard cock, glistening with the precum that trickled down it. She took it in her hand, stroking him from base to tip and squeezing firmly.

Jake groaned "Aagh… You're amazing, my love. Keep going, beautiful."

She took Jake's cock into her mouth, clumsily licking its entire length before pushing it as far down her throat as she could manage. He patted her head lightly, pulling her hair back a bit and panting with excitement. Jay, for his part, pulled away for a moment, yanking his fingers out and causing her to gasp at the sudden lack of attention.

"I bet you fantasized about this every time you saw us walk by in the hall" Jay teased, stripping completely naked. He guided his hard cock to her entrance, positioning the head right against her. "Stay still. You're here to follow the house rules... and in this room, we call the shots."

With that, he buried himself inside her, slowly at first, before finishing with a hard, deep thrust. The sudden impact made her pull Jake's dick out of her mouth, moaning loudly "F-fuck, Jay..."

Jay pulled out only to thrust right back in. They repeated the motion several times. He gripped her hair, forcing her face back toward his friend's crotch. "Suck that fucking cock."

"Listen to him, pretty girl, don't make him angry..." Jake murmured to her. She nodded, going back to taking his cock. "That's it, look me in the eyes. Just focus on my voice. You're such a good girl when you obey... Mmh..."

She looked directly into his sweet eyes as Jay thrust carelessly behind her, making her blink and let out muffled moans around the dick in her mouth.

"So, this is what you wanted? Look how we're taking you... how pathetic, you can't even hide how much you like it" Jay mocked. He slapped her ass with his open palms, leaving reddish finger marks on her sensitive skin. He continued thrusting hard and fast for a while longer before finally pulling away.

Jay looked at Jake with a smug smile as his friend approached. "Switching places. I got her ready for you."

Jake returned his gaze, nodding earnestly. He gently removed his cock from the girl's mouth and switched positions with Jay. Caressing her waist to offer some comfort, Jake made her lie on her left side, lifting her right leg over his shoulder. He took the tip of his cock, wetting it with her vaginal fluids before speaking.

"You're our good girl, let us take care of you like this forever. I'm going in... Are you okay with that?" he asked, his breath ragged as he watched her.

She nodded.

"No, doll, I need you to talk to me. I want to hear it straight from your pretty lips" Jake pleaded, smiling, though clearly desperate to be inside her.

"Okay, Jake... fine, do it, fuck me..."

Hearing that, Jake slowly slid his cock inside her, letting her tight walls squeeze around him, making him gasp. "Damn, beautiful... You're doing so well."

He sank completely inside her, moving in a steady back-and-forth motion, sliding slowly in and out while caressing her clit with his fingers.

"Aah... Mmh... Ja-jake... I'm going to..." she moaned, her vision blurring as a heavy wave of pleasure spread through her core.

Jay took her face in his hands, guiding it right back to his own dick. "Look how she's trembling, she can't even hold it back. You're just a slut who only knows how to moan loudly so the whole building can hear." He forced her to suck his cock while his friend continued to fuck her, all three of them groaning practically in unison.

Jake looked up at Jay, sighing heavily. "You're taking it so well, my love... you're doing beautifully. Moan all you want, let the whole world know you're ours. Cry if it hurts a little, I'm here to take care of you."

Jake increased his speed slightly, thrusting in and out faster. The sounds of their skin slapping together, along with her muffled gasps on Jay's cock, completely filled the room. "Uuhg… Mphh… Fuck, I'm so close, beautiful…"

As she nears orgasm, the pressure from both sides intensifies. Jake thrusts deep inside, hitting that sweet spot within her, while Jay relentlessly pounds her mouth and throat. Her thighs tremble, and she has to take a moment to pull away and catch her breath.

"Ahh! God, guys..."

"Just do it now, show me how you cum for us" Jay says, taking her hand and forcing her to masturbate him.

She squeezes her thighs tightly around Jake's cock, and he pauses, allowing her to cum all over his cock. "Just let go, beautiful, I've got you."

Jay quickens the pace of his hand, almost relentless, groaning loudly. Then he releases her, grabbing her shoulders and forcing her to kneel in the middle of the bed. They both position themselves right in front of her, their cocks pressed close to her face.

"Open that pretty little mouth for us, beautiful..." Jake commands, and she obeys, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue.

Both boys masturbated their cocks in front of her, their brows furrowed in concentration. Jay is the first to ejaculate, spilling his fluid into her mouth and over her lips, thrusting his dick into her mouth one last time. She licks and swallows everything he offers. Then Jake follows, ejaculating deep in her throat, shooting every last drop. He finally pulls away once he is finished.

Jay gets off the bed, wiping the sweat from his forehead with utter indifference. "Well, at least you're good for killing time. Clean yourself up, you're a mess."

Jake, for his part, crouches down to her level, pulling her tightly against his chest and wrapping her in a warm embrace. "Don't listen to him, you know he's an asshole when he's tired... Come here, let me clean you up. You were amazing, my love. I'm so proud of you."

dividers by @uzmacchiato --- requests open

permanent tag list: @vaspauryy @ori2ari @hoonieslove @idknelle @evaninjune @yeonyeonbun @babydumplingpandabamboo @vastlypersistentidol

your camboy best friend invites you to one of his streams

pairing: camboy!jake x reader || wc: 3.2k || cw: smut! best friends to lovers, masturbation, oral sex (m and f rec.), fingering, p in v, unprotected sex (don't.), creampie, multiple orgasms, voyeurism (reader is secretly watching)/exhibitionism, light teasing, light overstimulation, dirty talk, praise, strong language, use of petnames || warnings: +18 content, mdni! || a/n: thank you anon for the request because PHEWWWW

you’re curled up in bed with your laptop balanced on your thighs, headphones in, heart racing like it always does when jake goes live. you’ve been secretly watching his streams for months now — ever since you accidentally stumbled across his account and realized your sweet, golden-retriever best friend was secretly one of the most popular camboys online.

tonight he’s shirtless on his bed, sweatpants hanging dangerously low on his hips, that signature playful grin on his face as he reads through the chat.

( ^ ˘ ^ )/    ⸝⸝  pairing ₊ fem!reader‎ ♡ idol!bf jake

in which your boyfriend is about to perform on stage in front of thousands, and he's having some anxiety. he asks you to help him release some stress. ‧₊˚

content warning ₊ smut, unprotected sex, risky sex, bulge/size, creampie, slight choking, praise, use of the name mommy, quickie, not proofread

ⓘ wc ₊ 1.4k

| now playing ₊ shameless the weeknd

“fuuuuuuck me.” jake throws his head back anxiously, making you irritated again for the 5th time tonight. “sim jaeyun, i swear if you move again your makeups gonna look a hot mess.. stay still.’’ you scold him, cleaning up the messed up eyeliner gently. “baby i’m fuckin’ shitting rocks here.’’ he mutters, his fingers circling your small wrist like a child wanting comfort from his mother. he looks up at your eyes, pouty. 

“you’ve performed a million times before, what’s different tonight?” you start apply the eyeliner in his waterline, and he tries his best not to blink. “it’s different tonight babe, we’re in australia.. you know this is where i grew up.” jake bites his lip nervously, his large veiny hand squeezing your wrist slightly.

you lean back to admire your work on his pretty face. “it’ll be fine i promise, just calm down and breathe.” you glance over at your now cluttered makeup desk and reach for the setting spray, and spray the mist all over his face, he flinches - but he doesn't say anything yet. he still looks nervous. “my stomach hurts i don’t think i can perform.”

as you were about to say something, jungwon peaks his head through door. “jake, we’re on in 20, come start warming up with us.” just as quick as he arrived - he left. jake gets up quickly, the anxiousness even more apparent in his stiff posture. he leans down to give you a quick peck on the lips before hurrying out the room.

you can’t help but smile - shaking your head. you start to organize the scattered makeup products on the desk and begin to prepare jake’s outfit changes for his show.

a few moments went by, then you felt a large hand snaking up your waist, pulling you against his chest. “jake?” you ask, turning your head slightly to the side to see him pressed behind against you in the mirror.

he doesn’t say anything, just breathes in your shampoo scent. “y/n..” he swallows. “are you okay?” you ask, your voice quiet and low. “y/n please..” he whispers, his head falls on your shoulder, breath tickling your neck.

before you can even ask another question, he presses his rock hard bulge right against you. you blush immediately, feeling the heat rush up your neck and as well down to your stomach. “jake? what're you-” his large veiny hand comes up to wrap gently around your neck, cutting you off.

“can you help me?” he asks softly. “i want you to help me.”

you swallow.

“please mommy? i need you to.” he bites down on your shoulder, making you hiss in pain and pleasure. he walks forward, forcing you to also walk forward. he stops abruptly at the nearby couch in the corner of the dressing room.

“jake...” you whisper. “please, i don’t know how much more i can handle y/n.” he says. you feel your panties start to get wet from how needy he’s acting. “we won’t be able to, we don’t have enough time..” you mutter.

he shakes his head. “mm-mm. i’ll be quick, i still have 11 minutes before i have to go. that’s more than enough time.” with his free hand, he lifts up your skirt and reaches into your panties, his pink knuckles brushing right above your sensitive clit. you follow him, your hand on top of his.

you begin to guide him to where you want it, you take his two fingers and guide him to start circling it, whimpering softly at the sensation. “like this?” he asks, applying more pressure. you nod slowly, breathing heavily. you move his fingers from your clit to inside your vagina.

he adjusts quickly, and presses his long veiny fingers deep inside. he curls up his fingers to find the texture of your g-spot and presses down on it while he fingers you slowly.

“tell me i’m doing good.” jake murmurs lowly, rubbing himself on your ass from behind for friction. “you’re doing so good jakey..” you throw your head back on his shoulder and his hand tightens, applying pressure on your neck, cutting off oxygen slightly.

he takes out his fingers gently from out of you, licking them. he then steps back a little and puts his large hand on the flat of your back, pushing you down gently over the couch, bending you over. “i swear i’ll be good, i’ll be good and quick.” he lifts your skirt over, revealing you bare in black panties.

“you’re so annoying.” you say with mock irritation, he chuckles deeply and then swallows at the sight of you, he presses his bulge right against the damp spot on your panties, both of you letting out a groan.

“i know baby i know.” he mutters, thrusting into you with his clothed hard dick. you squirm, grabbing the couch arm for support.

he pulls his pants and undergarments enough just enough to free himself. jake moves your panties to the side and lines up his thick long cock on your wetness. he rubs his tip against you to lubricate himself before pushing all the way in.

you moan loudly, and his hand immediately flies over to cover your mouth. he bends down - “shh baby, there’s people outside. they’ll hear.” he gives you a little nudge with his hips. “mmmmfff.”

he straightens, and begins to move at a fast pace. his dick hits your cervix with each thrust, his dick so big you feel so full with him inside, your eyes begin to water and roll back. you try to adjust, but he’s just too much. too big.

“just let me do all the work and relax princess.” he thrusts and thrusts again, your loud moans being caught in his large hand. your hands grip the fabric of the couch desperately, finding purchase.

he whimpers at your tightness, the sound making you clench around him more involuntary. he hisses, but that only makes him rougher. the couch moves from the force and pace he’s doing, making a loud noise.

“you feel so .. fuck” - he stutters - “so amazing.” he removes his hand from your mouth and moves his hands to grip your small waist tightly, and you let your moans flow out freely, still keeping the volume somewhat low.

“am i doing good? does it feel good baby?” he thrusts into you hard, hardly giving you a chance to reply. you mutter weakly, ”mmmhmm, so good, just like that puppy.” he throws his head back, losing himself in the sensation of being inside of you.

he's a whimpering mess, his hips slamming into you brutally. “please mommy- please can i-...” he whines, his voice and moans high pitched from how needy he is.

“jake? it's time to go now, we start in 2.” jungwon voice comes through loudly from behind the door. your eyes widen in fear of being caught, and your hand instantly covers your mouth. the doorknob shakes. - jungwon’s trying to come inside.

“you doing alright in there? why's the door locked?” he asks, the doorknob shakes again. jake on the other hand, is so close to cumming and he's not about to stop now. he mutters “i’m - fuck - i’m coming.” literally.

jake's hand reaches over to turn your head to face him. his face has “can i do it inside?” written all over it. your heart is beating so fast, but you nod nonetheless. he thrusts a few more times roughly before spilling in you. he pulls out quickly, the warmness spilling from out of you.

he takes his two fingers and scoops it up before it falls and pushes it back inside of your pussy - you whine. he slides your panties back in place, pulling down your skirt next.

“jake c’mon, we have to go like right now.” jungwon says again, with a more stern tone. jake fumbles with his pants, you help him cover himself hastily. he gives you a pleading look. “i swear i’ll give it to you better later and give you proper care after my show, okay?” you nod, and he quickly kisses you on the lips before making his way to the door.

you sit on the same couch jake just had you bent over on and pretend to look at the invisible wall decor, still a bit hazy from what just happened and aching a bit between your thighs.

jake unlocks and opens the door. “let’s go, i’m warmed up plenty now.” he says, all giddy. the anxiety kicked out of his system like a football. jungwon looks at him curiously, then glances at you inside. you both make eye contact and he shoots you a knowing look.

jungwon shakes his head and begins walking off towards the lift to the stage. “christ.” he chuckles in disbelief. jake follows right behind him.

what the hell have you just gotten yourself into?

authors note ₊ if you made it this far, thank you so much for giving my first ever fic on here a chance! this is my debut post lolol i had to learn all the tumblr mechanics in the same session i wrote this

more will come soon! if you liked this plspls give me some feedback. requests are open as well! <3

your best friend wants to watch you and jake fuck

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 — 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 it’s deliciously dangerous.

you’re in jake’s apartment tonight, the one with the big couch and the soft lighting he always leaves on because he knows you like it. you’re dating jake — sort of. it started as hooking up after one too many drunk nights, but it’s evolved into something warmer, more consistent. it feels exclusive, even if you haven’t put a label on it yet. sunghoon knows everything. he always does. he’s 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.

product details: in which… sunghoon has a huge breeding kink and won’t stop until he has you—his precious girlfriend—pregnant.

warning labels. . . explicit content (mdni), unprotected sex, lots of praises, breeding kink, mating press, bulge kink, multiple creampies.

featured employees: sunghoon x fem!reader | custom order 📋

staff notes: haha me next.. im so serious.. is this thing on? helloooo

“so fucking pretty like this,” sunghoon grunted, his hips slamming into yours.

he had your legs pinned to your chest, hands gripping the back your thighs, using his weight to pin you down as he thrusted into you. you were already leaking from his fifth load of the night. you’d lost count how many times you’ve cum yourself. you two had been going at it for almost two hours, no breaks, because sunghoon wanted to fill you up as much as possible.

his pace sharpened, thrusts becoming hard and deliberate, the wet sounds between you two filling the room. he pulled out until just the tip was in before slamming back into you, the head of his dick hitting against the spot that made your toes curl every time.

“fuck— look baby,” he leaned back. he slid a hand above the visible bulge in your lower stomach. “see how deep i am inside you?”

all you could manage was a shaky nod and a broken moan, too cockdrunk to form words. he’d be lying if he said he felt bad—because he didn’t. he had a plan and was sticking to it.

“gonna make you a mommy,” he muttered, sliding his arms beneath you to grip your ass. he fucked into you harder, forcing himself deeper.

it didn’t take long for him or you to cum again. yours ripped through you like a shock, only longer, more intense.

“there you go,” he groaned, his voice rough as he stretched you out just right. his rhythm slowed, pumping a fresh load of thick white ropes inside you. he kept his grip on you tight, grinding through both of your releases, pushing his seed deeper with short, lazy thrusts.

“all for you, baby. that’s all for you.”

your body trembled beneath him, his cum already leaking out of you, soaking into the sheets. sunghoon didn’t stop there—he couldn’t. he refused to actually. he flipped you onto your stomach, dragged a finger between your sensitive folds, gathering a mix of your own orgasm and his cum.

“you see that, babe? you’re such a messy girl for me,” he said proudly, climbing over you, his knees on either side of your thighs, locking you under him.

he lined his dick up with your soaked entrance, not giving you enough to time brace yourself before pushing himself right in. the pleasure shoots right through you, making your body tremble.

“f-fuck— hoon— please…” you choked out, nails digging into the back of his thigh.

“i know, baby. i know…” he cooed against your ear, lips trialing kisses down your neck and across your shoulder. “you’re doing so good. taking me so well.”

his chest melted into your spine like it belonged there, bodies aligning. his hips rolled slowly, carefully, every push going deeper. the complete opposite from how he was fucking you a minute ago.

“cmon, lemme see that pretty face while i fill you up.” he slid a hand around your neck—not to choke, just enough to tilt your head back and get a good look at you.

your face was flushed, eyes glassy, lips parted, soft whimpers spilling out. your walls fluttered around him as another lazy orgasm passed through you.

“last one, baby— fuck.. i promise,” he strained, his grip tightening slightly as he delivers one final thrust. he slid a hand under your stomach, wanting to feel himself inside you as he pumped you full.

sunghoon pushes forward again, grinding the head of his dick against that sensitive spot once more. he didn’t stop until every drop was buried deep. he stayed there until his own hips gave out.

“so pretty when you’re full.” he breathes, pressing a kiss against your temple before looking down at the mess he made inside of you.

# | store disclaimer: all work is fictional and is not a real depiction of our staff outside the store !

wrnings: mature themes, (mdni!!) mature themes include: face riding, lots of kissing, unprotected p in v, HEAD, creampie yussss.

w/c: 4.0k

desc: the local skateboard group of guys is a bunch of nobodies. they’re loud, rowdy, and overall unpleasant. you don’t like the group of guys, but when one of the guys befriends you, he just might make you change your mind about skateboarders.

me speaking: sorry about being m.i.a. i have been on struggle bus, ticket to struggle town rn and it’s just bad. anyways, i finally finished this so im pretty excited! keonho catches strays in this one, he’s a meany pants (in this ff) so he deserves it lol. hugs and kisses, thank you for being patient with me.

l.hs!n.rk✘reader

synopsis: You've been hooking up with both heeseung and riki separately for months, but when you let a stranger flirt with you at a party just to feel their eyes on you, they decide they're done sharing, done asking, done letting you walk away.

pairings: heeki✘f!reader

warnings: threesome, post party, smut, friends with benefits, blow jobs, unprotected sex, storage closet sex, possessive behavior, hair pulling, oral, pet names, overstimulation, fingering, light choking, swallowing. lmk if i missed any lol

a/n: i saw THIS edit and the thoughts started hitting me instantly, so obviously i had to write this lmao

You knew you were playing with fire the moment you agreed to come.

The party was loud, too many trainees and idols you didn't care to remember. You leaned against the kitchen counter, drink in hand, watching some guy try too hard to make you laugh.

His name didn't matter. Neither did his hand on your arm.

You let him talk, let him lean in, let him think he had a chance.

Because you could feel two pairs of eyes burning holes into your back from across the room.

Riki moved first.

You didn't see him coming, just felt a warm hand slide over your hip from behind, fingers pressing just hard enough to bruise later.

"Who's your friend?" His voice was low, right by your ear. The guy in front of you went pale.

You didn't flinch. Didn't lean in or pull away.

"No one" you said, taking a slow sip of your drink "Yet"

Riki's fingers dug deeper. His laugh was quiet and sharp "Cute"

The guy muttered an excuse and disappeared.

You turned your head just enough to catch Riki's expression. Dark eyes, flat smile, jealousy dripping from every sharp line of his face.

"That was rude" you said "I was having fun"

"Were you?"

Heeseung appeared on your other side like smoke.

No warning. Just sudden warmth, his chest pressing against your shoulder blade, his hand landing on the counter beside yours caging you in.

"You're bad when you're bored" he murmured.

You looked up at him, met his gaze without blinking "You love it"

He tilted his head. Didn't deny it.

Riki's hand was still on your hip. Heeseung's body was a wall at your back. The music thumped through the floor — PARTYNEXTDOOR's "Make a Mil" slow, heavy bass.

"Come with us" Heeseung said. It wasn't a question.

You raised an eyebrow "Make me"

The air went still.

Riki's grip tightened. Heeseung's jaw flexed.

Then Heeseung smiled. Slow. Dangerous.

"Don't tempt us"

They didn't ask again.

Heeseung took your hand, not gently, not rough either. Just firm. Like you were already his. Riki stayed close behind, a hand on the small of your back, steering you through the crowd.

No one stopped you. No one looked twice.

The hallway was dark. The music faded to a dull pulse behind a closed door.

You turned to face them, back against the wall, arms crossed.

"Okay, you've got me alone. Now what?"

Riki stepped into your space, one hand slamming flat against the wall beside your head. His face was inches from yours. You could smell his cologne, could see the way his chest rose and fell too fast.

"You let that guy touch you for twenty minutes" he said. "We watched every second"

You smirked "Jealous much?"

"Yes"

No hesitation. No shame.

Heeseung came up behind Riki, resting a hand on his shoulder, looking past him at you. Calm, patient, hungry.

"We don't share, baby" Heeseung said "Not really"

"And yet" you said "you've been sharing me for months"

Neither of them blinked.

"That's different" Riki said, his thumb finding your jaw, tilting your face up "That's us, baby"

You should have been scared. Intimidated. Pinned between two of them in a dark hallway with no one around.

Instead, you felt your pulse kick, and doubled down.

"So what now?" you asked. "You're gonna fight over me? Draw straws? Flip a coin?"

Riki's eyes narrowed. Heeseung laughed low under his breath.

"No, baby" Heeseung said, stepping closer. His chest brushed Riki's back, his fingers found your chin turning your face toward him. "We're not gonna fight"

"Then what?"

They looked at each other, some silent conversation you weren't invited to.

When they looked back, something had shifted. Darker. Hungrier.

"We're gonna stop pretending" Riki said, his hand sliding from your jaw to your throat, not squeezing, just resting there "You're not fucking anyone else. You're not even looking at anyone else"

You laughed, but it came out breathier than you wanted. "Bold assumption"

"It's not an assumption, pretty" Heeseung said, his thumb tracing your bottom lip "It's a decision"

"You don't get to decide for me"

"No?" Riki's fingers pressed just slightly, a warning, a tease "Then tell us no right now. Walk away"

You didn't move.

Neither did they.

The song was still playing somewhere, muffled through the walls.

Heeseung leaned in, lips brushing your ear "That's what we thought"

The nearest empty room was a storage closet.

Too small. Too dark. Perfect.

Riki shut the door. Heeseung didn't bother with the light.

You heard them moving, felt the heat of their bodies closing in. Your back hit something solid, a shelf, maybe. Didn't matter actually.

"You're shaking" Riki said. You couldn't see his face, but you could hear the smile in his voice.

"I'm not scared"

"I didn't say scared"

His hands found your waist. Heeseung's hands found your hips. They pinned you there, bodies pressed against your front and side, nowhere to go.

"You've been running this game for months" Heeseung murmured against your neck, his lips dragging down your throat. "Teasing, pulling away, letting us taste you and then leaving"

You shivered. Hated that you did.

"You think we didn't notice?" Riki's voice came from the other side, his mouth suddenly at your jaw "You think we didn't talk about it?"

Your breath caught "Talk about what?"

"About how you want us to take it" Heeseung said. "How you want us to stop asking and just take"

You opened your mouth to deny it.

Riki kissed you first.

Hard. Demanding. His tongue sliding against yours before you could breathe, his hands gripped your waist like he'd never let go.

When he pulled back, you gasped.

Heeseung didn't wait. He turned your face toward him and kissed you slower, deeper, like he had all night. His teeth scraped your bottom lip. You felt it everywhere.

"See?" Heeseung whispered against your mouth. "That's not a girl who wants to be asked"

Clothes came off in pieces.

Your top first. Heeseung unbuttoned it slow, one button at a time, watching your face the whole way. Riki's hands slid up your bare back, fingers tracing your spine.

"Turn around" Riki said.

You hesitated. Just for a second.

Heeseung's hand closed around the back of your neck, gentle but firm "You heard him"

You turned.

The shelf dug into your front. Riki pressed against your back, his chest warm, his belt buckle cool against your skin. Heeseung knelt in front of you.

You looked down at him, hair falling over his eyes, lips parting as he looked up at you like you were something to be worshipped and devoured at the same time.

"You're so fucking pretty like this" he said, his hands running up your thighs "All that sass gone quiet"

You forced yourself to smirk "Give me a second, I'll think of something"

He grinned, bit the inside of your thigh.

You cursed. Riki laughed behind you.

Heeseung took his time.

Kisses up your inner thighs, slow and wet, his fingers pressing into your hips holding you open. Riki's hands roamed your body from behind your stomach, your ribs, cupping your breasts, thumbs brushing your nipples until you arched back into him.

"You feel that?" Riki murmured in your ear "You feel how hard he's trying not to rush?"

You did. You felt everything.

Heeseung's tongue finally found you. You choked on a moan, your hand flying to his hair, gripping tight.

"Fuck—"

He hummed against you. The vibration made your knees buckle. Riki held you up, arms locked around your waist.

"She's close already" Riki observed, amused "That's embarrassing"

"Shut up" you gasped.

Heeseung pulled back just enough to speak. His lips were wet "Make her beg"

You wanted to refuse. Wanted to bite back something clever.

But Riki chose that moment to bite your shoulder, and Heeseung chose that moment to slide two fingers inside you, and your brain stopped working.

"Please" you heard yourself say. Hated it. Wanted more.

"Louder, pretty" Heeseung said.

"Please—"

They didn't stop.

Heeseung's fingers curled inside you, his tongue flat against your clit. Riki's hands pinched your nipples, twisted, pulled. You were crying out now, not caring who heard, the shelves rattling every time you jerked.

When you came, it was messy. Loud. Your whole body shaking between them.

Riki held you through it. Heeseung worked you through it, not stopping until you pushed at his shoulder, overstimulated and gasping.

"Good girl" Heeseung said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

You slumped back against Riki, chest heaving "I hate you both"

"No you don't" Riki said, his hands sliding down your stomach, between your legs. You were still sensitive, flinched when his fingers brushed you "You love it. You love us"

You didn't say yes.

You didn't say no either.

The rest happened fast.

Heeseung stood, unbuckled his belt. Riki turned you around, lifted you onto the shelf. You wrapped your legs around his waist before he even asked.

"Impatient" Riki teased.

"Shut up and fuck me"

He did.

Not gentle, not slow. Exactly what you'd been asking for with every smirk and every time you'd walked away.

Heeseung came up behind you, pressed against your back, his hands covering yours where you gripped the shelf, his mouth finding your ear.

"You feel how hard he is for you?" he whispered "How long he's been waiting?"

You couldn't answer. Riki was hitting something inside you that made you see stars.

Heeseung's hand slid around your throat, not squeezing. Just there. Claiming.

"Now you're going to come again" he said "And then you're going to tell us you're ours"

You tried to shake your head.

Riki snapped his hips harder. You moaned so loud it echoed.

"Yes, pretty" Heeseung said against your skin "Just like that"

You came again with Heeseung's hand on your throat and Riki's name on your lips.

They didn't stop.

Heeseung pulled you off the shelf, turned you around, bent you over it. You felt him push inside you from behind while Riki watched.

"Look at her" Riki said, palming himself, watching your face "Look how wrecked she is"

You wanted to say something cutting. Instead, you just moaned as Heeseung fucked you rough and deep.

"You're gonna take both of us" Heeseung said "Aren't you, baby"

It wasn't a question.

You nodded into the shelf.

"Words, pretty" Riki said.

"Yes, fuck— yes."

After he finished, pulling out slowly making you whimper at the loss, you thought maybe you were done.

You were wrong.

Riki grabbed your wrist and pulled you up from the shelf. Your legs were shaking, your lipstick was smeared across your chin. You'd never felt more wrecked in your entire life.

"Sit" Riki said, pushing you gently down onto your knees.

You looked up at him, then at Heeseung, who was already stepping closer, cock in his hand, still hard.

"Your turn, baby" Heeseung said "You think we're the only ones who do the work?"

You should have been annoyed. Should have snapped back.

Instead, you reached for Riki first.

Wrapped your fingers around the base of him, looked up through your lashes. Watched his composure crack.

"You wanna be in control so bad" you murmured "But look at you. You're already shaking, ki"

Riki's jaw tightened. His hand came down on the back of your head, not shoving, just resting there "Talk less"

You smiled. Then took him into your mouth.

Riki's head fell back against the shelf. A low groan escaped his throat, the kind he'd been holding in all night.

You took your time. Swirled your tongue. Dragged your lips up slow, then back down fast. Your hand worked what your mouth couldn't fit.

"Fuck" he breathed, his fingers tightening in your hair "Just like that. Yeah—"

Behind you, Heeseung moved closer. You felt his thighs against your back, his cock pressing against your shoulder.

"Don't forget about me, pretty" he said. Not a request.

You pulled off Riki with a wet pop, turned your head, took Heeseung into your mouth without breaking eye contact.

He hissed. His hand joined Riki's in your hair.

You let them guide you, back and forth. Riki's taste, then Heeseung's. Salty and warm and theirs.

"You're so good at this" Riki muttered, his hips bucking forward "Been thinking about your mouth for days—"

"Me too" Heeseung admitted, voice rougher now. "Wondering if you'd look up at us like that"

You did. Looked up at both of them, eyes wet, lips swollen, drool trailing down your chin.

You'd never felt more powerful in your life.

They didn't last long.

Riki came first, pulled your hair gently, tried to warn you, but you didn't pull away. Swallowed. Kept your eyes on his face as he shuddered.

"Jesus" he whispered, sliding down the wall to sit on the floor, boneless.

You turned to Heeseung, wrapped your lips around him again, bobbed your head faster, hand pumping what you couldn't reach.

Heeseung's composure finally broke. His hips stuttered, his hand clenched in your hair.

"Look at me" he said.

You looked up.

He came on your tongue with a broken sound you'd never heard from him before. You swallowed that too.

Then sat back on your heels, wiped your mouth with the back of your hand. Smiled.

"Good?"

Neither of them could speak. Riki just stared at you like you'd rearranged his entire brain. Heeseung dropped to his knees in front of you and kissed you hard, tasting himself on your lips.

After, you didn't know how much later, you were sandwiched between them on the floor of the storage closet.

Your dress was ruined. Your makeup was gone. Your thighs were sore. Your jaw ached.

You'd never felt better.

Riki traced patterns on your stomach. Heeseung played with your hair.

"That guy from earlier" Riki said. "What was his name?"

"I don't know, honestly"

"Good."

You snorted. "Possessive"

He smiled. "You like it"

You didn't argue.

Because he was right. You liked all of it. Liked them.

Maybe more than you'd ever admit out loud.

You rolled your eyes. But you were smiling.

And when Heeseung pulled you closer and Riki pressed a kiss to your shoulder, you let yourself have it.

The three of you. The dark. The distant echo of music.

"Make a Mil" with her.

Yeah. You could do that.