#*nct dream

you did this shit almost from the beginning, from when you first met three months ago, but you didn’t fuck at that time. Back then you knew the thought of you two kissing was consuming him just like it was consuming you, and you’ve lost the track of times he looked down at your lips with sharp breath. you’ve always known that if youand Jeno kissed, there was no turning back. But you couldn’t. you couldn’t in respect for your boyfriend Haechan, and Jeno in respect for his friend, Haechan.  When one month ago Jeno got a girlfriend, you silently decided to stay away from each other. No talking besides hello, no staring, no seeing each other. It worked, for a while.  Until you had a fight with Haechan and you called Jeno in tears. Then you started to see each other again, and one day you just kissed. you and Jeno kissed as if your lives depended on it, hungry and desperate, and when you pushed him away you were out of breath; wishing again the warmth of his tongue in your mouth, you swore you’d never do it again.  you were wrong, so fucking wrong. 

“Jeno, you have to stop staring at me. You’ll get us caught” you say panting, Jeno between your legs.

He thrusts with more strenght into you, making you moan. “I can’t”, he whispers in your ear, his hot breath on your neck making you shiver, “you’re too pretty,” he squeezes your thigh and leaves a kiss on your shoulder. 

“is it not enough watching me when we fuck?” 

“it’s not. I have to pay attention on burying my dick into your count”

you and Jeno melt into a sloppy kiss, your tongues curling together and your fingers tightly gripping his brown locks. He caresses your stomach down to your core, touching it soflty. he pushes his index finger inside you, moving it up and down lazily. you pant in his mouth, and as you’re going to say something he presses his thumb on your clit rubbing it promplty making you whine desperately. He kisses you again, swallowing your moans, then goes down tracing your neck and your chest with his swollen wet lips. “Gonna fuck you so hard you’ll burn at the thought every time I look at you”

He sucks on your nipple and makes his thrusts stronger, his pace fast like an animal. “Jeno, I’m cumming, don’t stop” you slightly pull his hair and he growls against your skin. 

He rubs your clit at the same pace he thrusts into you, and you cum practically screaming. “Yes baby, cum for me” he pushes his cock into you so deep his balls are pushed against you. he growls breathing heavily while releasing himself. “I could fuck you day and night, you know? You’re so pretty”, he kisses your breasts and your stomach, “and warm” he rubs his nose under your belly closing his eyes, “and you smell so good” he whispers against your skin, making you feel butterflies in your stomach. 

“Jeno” you softly call him and he reaches to you  as you caress his hair. 

He smiles warmly. “You moaned so loud, you’ll get us caught” he giggles, his eyes almost closed in two crescent moons. 

you roll your eyes but you can’t hide your smile. “It was your fault. fuck me softly nex time then” 

“I know you hate vanilla sex”

“Oh, c’mon, don’t put this on me” 

“Alright” you and Jeno kiss softly and you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. “I’ll put it on us then”. 

you make out for a bit, making jokes and laughing as you touch and kiss. you caress softly his bicep as his arm is in tension while he holds himself on top of you. “You’ve been like this for an hour, aren’t you tired?” 

He shakes his head and kisses your cheek with his eyes closed. While you melt into his touch you come back to reality. “Jeno, baby” 

He raises an eyebrow looking at you.  

“I have to go”

He frowns. “Stay with me”

you sigh. “I can’t. I have to buy some stuff and then get ready for tonight”

He tilts his head. “Get ready for what?”

It hurts to watch his dark brown eyes staring so intensely at you. “I have another dinner at my parents’”

He looks away. “Oh” he knows Haechan’s gonna be there. 

“Don’t ‘oh’ me. It breaks my heart” you murmur.

“Sorry” he smiles slightly. “No need to break your heart for me” he kisses your forehead “Have fun”. 

you wish you knew what’s on his mind. he’s faking to not upset you, and you have no idea of what he’s thinking.

you stand up and search for your clothes around the bedroom. while you brush your messy hair you look at Jeno, whose still laying on his bed, his beautiful sculpted body relaxed on the mattress. he stands up and puts his boxers on, almost all of his skin is exposed. He runs his hand through his hair, and it catches your breath. 

He smiles at you so widely and purely as he comes close to you, grabbing your waist. you kiss his chest and then his lips, and when you try to pull over he pushes for another kiss. “See you” his voice low but sweet. you lean your forehead on his shoulder enjoying his warmth. Thinking how wrong this is, but you can’t stop. you can’t lose him.

His hand travels on your body, you feel him everywhere. His touch is intoxicating. 

He rubs his hand on your thigh, up and down, making you bite your lip in anticipation. He lowers his head to leave soft kisses on your jaw.  

“There’s no way you can hide how you desire me baby, you know that” he whispers in your ear, his hot breath tickling your skin, “but the fact that you think you can, makes you so cute” he attaches his lips under your lobe, sucking hard on your skin. he lets go and licks where he sucked, and then sucks again until you let out a moan. “I wonder what I’ve done to deserve a pretty girl like you who waits for me all naked until i come back. you’re so good to me” 

you wonder that as well. before jeno, you didn’t even know what sex was. you’ve always touched yourself, from time to time, but you had never fucked or had anything like that with anyone. you’ve always thought about sex but never found someone to experiment it with, until you met jeno. 

the first time you saw him was at a royal party. you were beside the princess you work for, as always, staying behind her and talking only when she needed you. that night, as you scanned the hall to see who your princess was going to meet, you saw him. and as if he knew, his eyes were already on you, and you weren’t able to think about anything else from that moment on. 

he was like fire to you, so dangerously attractive. his gaze so deep and poisoning, so evil it makes you shiver at the only thought of it. 

you tried to avoid him, of course. he looked exactly like the kind of boy who makes you fall in love with him, plays with you until your completely broken and then leaves as if nothing happened. but from that night on, you started to see him everywhere. physically and mentally. you touched yourself, thinking of him. you thought you were going crazy and tried to act chill, even in front of him. 

then he tried to talk to you.

the way he speaks is mesmerizing; he has a soft deep voice that is so charming, the way he talks is so captivating and he’s incredibly smart. 

Judging from the way he looked at you, it was obvious he wanted your body. 

even though you were perfectly aware of being just one of his many preys, you accepted. 

as he leaned his hands on you the first time, you were completely his. 

“I can’t believe no one touched you like this before”, his hand is now on your core, caressing it slightly. you can’t stop yourself from watching down.  

He smirks against your skin, starting to rub your clit with his ringed finger. “you know”, he sucks on your lobe, “that’s the ring that’s gonna make me king, pretty girl. what would people think if they knew I fucked you with that, uh?”

you moan at his words, the pace he’s rubbing your clit faster and faster. he drags his index inside you and presses your clit with his thumb, fucking you impossibly slowly. his finger goes in and out your hole, making you whimper every time the ring slides inside of you.  

You grab his wrist with both your hands. “jeno, faster, please” you say breathless.

he grins impossibly widely. “or what, my baby?”

you’re almost crying. “or don’t move at all, please, this is painful” 

“oh baby” he fakes disappointment, frowning and pouting. he slides his finger out and tries to back off, but you stop him, grabbing his arm with urgency.

“no, no, don’t leave me, please” 

he’s enjoying this so fucking much. “why don’t you touch yourself as you want, my pretty? I’m gonna go and you get to please yourself as you want, mh?”

“no, please”, you tighten your grip around his arm, watching him with teary eyes, begging. “I’ll be good, I promise”. 

you know he’s really gonna do it, if you misbehave. It happened before and it was awful; him leaving you messed up after overstimulating you, alone in his room. 

when you least expect it, he slides his finger roughly inside of you. you moan loudly, arching your back as he presses his body on yours while fucking you, his thumb back on your clit. your body slightly moves up and down the mattress, and your hard nipples rub harshly against the metal of the royal brooches on jeno’s jacket. 

“you’re over the edge, and it’s not even because of my cock, you’re so fucking cute”.  

He adds another finger and speeds up his pace, the sloppy sound of his fingers covered in your wetness rubbing against your skin makes your walls clench.  

“you’re so tight, how’s your tight pussy gonna take my cock?” 

you’re not even thinking straight. he’s pumping his fingers so hard into you, you have to grip his hair and hold on his back, to keep yourself grounded. you moan and scream his name in non-coherent sentences as your orgasm hits you, a multitude of bright colors shines behind your closed eyelids as your reach your high. 

your breath is heavy, and as you open your eyes and start to focus on reality, you find jeno’s eyes on you. you expected to see him with an amused smirk on his lips watching his favorite show, but there’s no trace of amusement in his expression. his eyes are dark, darker than ever, his expression serious, dangerous. the last time he looked at you like this, you couldn’t walk for the next two days. 

he finally slides his fingers out of you, completely coated in your arousal. his piercing eyes are deeply into yours as he brings his fingers into his mouth, sucking your juices as if it was the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted. when his fingers are clean, he pushes them inside of your core again, coating them with your arousal til his knuckles. he brings them back into his mouth, licking them eagerly. his eyes never leave yours and you grasp for air at the sight, pressing your thighs together. 

he smiles and takes his fingers out of his mouth, touching your lips. you open your mouth and wrap your tongue around his long, slim fingers, licking them until he presses them down your throat, making you tear. you feel his cold ring pressing on your tongue, and you moan. 

“can you taste yourself?” he’s sitting on his knees, watching you from high, “of course not, I couldn’t let off a single drop, it was so sweet”

you grab onto his palm as he fucks your mouth with his fingers, a little river of saliva running down your neck. you watch his dark gaze, stoic and apparently cold. as you lower your eyes down to his crotch you feel your pussy clench. his cock is so hard, aching in his tight silk red pants. 

you moan again, not able to stop yourself. 

jeno chuckles fondly and pulls out his fingers from your mouth, pouting. he climbs off the bed with still that grin on his face. he’s playing, like he always does. he wants to tease you and leave you over the edge, he wants to have fun.

he stands in front of the bed, hands behind his back. his strong figure is impeccable as always: his tonic legs in those silk pants, his muscled torso covered by a white shirt and a black jacket covered in royal brooches; one for his family, one which indicates his dynasty, one which is the prince’s sign and so on. a lot of complicated royal shit. 

Such elegant signs on a man who watches your weak, naked figure on his bed, waiting for him to move. or speak. or even breathe. 

“sit on your knees” he orders, slightly lifting his chin to watch you from behind his eyelids. 

you do as he told you, obedient like a puppy to his owner. 

he chuckles, letting his head fall a little. “no, baby. you don’t have to face me. turn around”

you gulp. you help yourself leaning your palms on the mattress to turn, then kneel and sit. you rub your palms on your thighs. your heart pounds furiously on you chest and your hands tremble. it’s adrenaline, and you love this so fucking much. 

You hear him taking his clothes off and the sound of the fabric slithering on his skin. you imagine his beautiful naked body exposed. jeno rarely lets you touch him as you want. when he lets you it’s because you need to, or because he orders you to. the occasion you get to touch him more is usually when you ride him; you can lean on his chest, hold him, suck on his nipples, kiss his neck. that’s why that’s the type of sex you like the most, and he knows that. of course he knows.

you hear him opening a drawer, taking a condom and sliding it on his dick in a minute. you feel his weight pressing on the mattress as he reaches for your body. the first thing that touches you it’s his hard cock, pressing on the bottom of your back. you gasp feeling the tension building at the base of your stomach. 

he comes closer, pressing his length between his abdomen and your lower back. he caresses your arm, up and down, and rubs the tip of his nose on the crook of your neck. 

he wraps his strong arms around your body and holds you tight, making your back lean on him. when your back touches his warm torso you automatically lean your head on his shoulder, sighing heavily. he caresses your breast and down your stomach, making you tremble under his touch. he touches your core with two fingers. “you’re wet again, for me. such a cute baby” 

he kisses your shoulder and you pant already, wishing his cock inside of you. feeling his aching length pushed against you is torture. 

“I want to fuck you until I break you, until I bring you over the edge and you can only scream my name, until you can’t think straight, baby girl. and i want you to think of that every time you touch yourself”

you think you already do that. “jeno” you whisper softly, your impatient body moves slightly making jeno’s cock rub against your back.  

he lets out a growl. “stay still”

you nod and make a sound that is something between pleasure and agreement. when jeno touches you, it’s impossible to think straight. just the thought of his hands on you makes your brain malfunction. having your body completely laying on his, and his hands not letting a single inch of your skin not touched, is the most lustful thing you can think of.  

he holds you tighter and lifts you with him, both of you now standing on your knees. jeno presses his palm on your lower back to make it arch. he rubs the tip of his cock on your entrance and coats it with your arousal; the sound of his heavy breath is mixing with yours, both your hot bodies clinging. he taps your mouth with his finger, and before you frown and ask him why, he buries his cock inside you with a sharp move that makes you scream and catches your breath.

he fucks you just like he told he would: rough, with no mercy, like he was possessed; every thrust deep and harsh into you, until his balls are pressed against you. he fucks you hard and holds your body still, hugging tightly your torso against him. You lay on him, your eyes rolled back while you’re completely drowning in pleasure. It goes like this for a while, jeno so overwhelmed he can only say your name and let out deep growls from the back of his throat, breathlessly thrusting into you with all of his strength. It’s a matter o minutes before you leave your head on his shoulder, completely gone. Your pussy continuously clenches around his cock and Jeno starts moaning, incapable of holding it. He moans, and swears, and says your name, and you cum again, reaching one of the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had.  

“fuck, fuck. fuck, i’m losing it” he grunts, and with a few slow and sharp thrusts into you he cums, releasing himself.  

He pants leaning his sweaty forehead on your shoulder.  

You both stay like this, catching your breaths; you still hold onto his forearms wrapped around you, his is cock softening inside you. he rubs his forehead on your shoulder and slips out of you. as he backs off, you suddenly feel cold, and your still shaking body almost falls flat on the mattress.  

Your eyelids feel heavy but you don’t want to close your eyes; you watch him throw the condom in the trash and run a hand between his slightly sweat brown hair. he catches your gaze, like he always does.  

“you can sleep if you want, pretty” he says while grabbing his clothes from the floor.  

you lay on the mattress leaning your head on your arm, exhausted. You shake your head. “where are you going?”

he looks up at you for a moment while jumping into a new pair of expensive silk pants he just grabbed from his huge wardrobe. “to a boring place with boring people” he grins, “I needed something to think about, tonight”

you slightly smile. “I think you have it”

in a few minutes the usually god like jeno is back. His perfect, stoic and heavenly presence, his hair not messy anymore, his dark gaze focused on his duty. And you already miss him, you miss the jeno who loses control while drowning in your body, the jeno who looks at you full of lust and calls you baby.  

but he’s not there anymore. he looks at you briefly before leaving. “i’ll call you” he says, and closes the door behind him.  

“Haechan, baby stop”

He doesn’t seem to hear you; he’s stubborn and hates to do as he’s told. 

You hold tighter his locks “Haechan, caramel”

He stops, hearing the safe word. He looks up at you, his mouth and nose glossy from eating your juices. “Everything alright?”

You sigh slightly. “Yes... I mean, kind of”.

He dries up rubbing his arm against his mouth. “What is it?” 

You lift yourself up and sit, covering your naked body with his white sheets. 

He sits in front of you, a serious worried look in his chocolate eyes. His long light brown hair is messy and his lips swollen from sucking you. 

“Is it because of sex? You normally bare much more than this”, he tilts his head. 

“It’s not that”, you look away, ashamed. Your relationship, you don’t even know what is it, with Jeno, has gone too far, and lying to Haechan is getting harder and unbearable. He needs to know the truth. 

He caresses your cheek, seeing how nervous you are. “Just tell me, babe. You know you can tell me everything”. 

You feel guilt like a blade in your heart. “These past two months... I’ve been seeing someone else”, you look up at him, afraid of how he might react. 

You could’ve expected anything but this. 

He sighs heavily closing his eyes, a mocking expression on his face. “I know”.

You feel shivers down your spine. “I’m sorry. So sorry,”, you don’t even know what to say while you hold back your tears. 

“Don’t be. Don’t be sorry for your feelings”

You look back at him. His expression now calm, not even a bit hurt. If he is, he doesn’t show it. “You like him, don’t you.” 

Your heart beats ten thousand times faster, “I love you.” your heart is a mess of feelings, but the thing you know for sure is that you’re in love with your boyfriend.

He runs his hand through his long locks, looking deeply into your teary eyes. He nods. “I know”. A few moments pass while you try miserably to hold back your tears. Haechan presses his point finger on his lips. “Wait here.” 

Haechan puts his clothes on, he shuts you down every time you try to talk. He walks out the door leaving you there, your fear in your pounding heart. You wait there, minutes that seems hours, not capable to move. Did Haechan really leave you like this? Even if he told you to wait for him? If so, you deserve it. You think you deserve to be alone, for what you did. And even worse, for having feelings for two boys at the same time. 

Haechan opens the door, entering in the room, followed by Jeno. As you and Jeno look at each other you feel your heart falling into your stomach. 

Jeno looks away. “Haechan, what are you doing?”

“Oh, c’mon Jeno, don’t be shy. You know damn well her naked body”. 

Jeno looks at his friend with his eyes wide open, “Haechan, please stop.”

He grins. “Let me see how you fuck my girlfriend.” 

Jeno backs off. “I’m leaving. We’ll talk later”. 

“No, you’re staying”, Haechan’s tone is firm, so deep you feel intimidated. “Now, why don’t you two put on a show for me? You had fun without me for so long. You’re a really handsome boy, Jeno. I wanna see my beautiful girl while being fucked by someone else. I’m giving you the honor”, he lifts his arm in your direction, his calm expression almost sadistic. 

“Are you being serious right now? Haechan, stop it” Jeno says.

You and Haechan look directly into each other’s eyes, no words are needed. You know him well; you know how he would enjoy something like this. He’s serious. Never been this serious before. 

You stand up from the bed, letting the sheet falling off your body. You stretch out your arm, your palm up in the air inviting Jeno. Haechan lets out a sigh and Jeno watches you, stepping hesitantly towards you, not resisting to your naked body inviting him. 

As your lips crush together, you instantly moan for how much you missed his touch. You hear Haechan breathing heavily, but you don’t see him as your eyes are closed. Jeno’s hands are all over your body, touching every inch of you like it was all he was thinking about. It’s a matter of minutes before he’s fully naked, standing in front of you stroking furiously his length, impatient to be inside of you. He rips the plastic with his teeth and puts on the condom. 

Haechan comes near you, squeezes your breast and kisses you, his tongue exploring deeply your mouth. “Now let me see how you want to be fucked after I made you cum three times, little whore. You’re still not satisfied, aren’t you? I knew it. My pretty slut,”, he whispers, his hot breath on your lips making you pant.

He turns to Jeno while pinching your nipple. “Now do exactly what I tell you to do.”. 

Jeno huffs making his chest lift up and down. 

Haechan grins. “I know you hate to listen to me. That’s your punishment, my friend”.

Haechan sits on his armchair leaning back. “Fuck her. Now.” 

Jeno pants haevily, both pissed to do what he’s ordered to and excited to be inside your already dripping count. 

When he slides into you, he moans loudly,. “You’re so wet, fuck.”. 

He starts thrusting into you, holding himself back when Haechan tells him to slow down. You grip onto his back for dear life, watching Haechan, which presses his palm on his clothed crotch to get some friction. “Yes, baby, keep your eyes on me. I’m touching myself because of how fucking pretty you are, little slut,”, he grins as he frees his cock from his loose sweatpants. “Fuck her faster. Make my baby moan. Please her.”. 

Jeno doesn’t need to hear it twice; . He starts thrusting into you at an impossible pace, burying his dick into your core til his balls slap against your skin. You pant and moan as you feel your high near, again. 

You watch Haechan masturbating at the sight of Jeno fucking you, you’re drowning in pleasure.  

When both you and Jeno are reaching your climax, Haechan stops him. “Slide out of her,”, he says, slowly stroking his hard cock. 

Jeno growls slipping out of you. , “Fuck, Haechan. What the fuck” he says angrily. You and him both look at Haechan, who has a devilish grin on his face.

“Please, let me cum,” you whimper. 

“Of course, baby. Fuck her with your fingers.”.