#chaconnewon

it was late in the afternoon when jake dropped by your house, a handbag full of your favourite snacks. you two found a comfy spot in your bed as both of you took turns to update your day. he was first. you always wanted to hear him talk first. the way jake was expressive while talking about his interests made you feel kinda attracted. like a feeling you couldn’t quite tell. it didn’t mind you since it was pretty obvious jake was a good looking man with unique charisma. maybe way too much. you thought being kind of attracted to your best friend was the most normal thing on earth.

or you simply didn’t want to dig in too deep.

“. . . i’m telling you, they won't leave me alone.”

“what can I say? you’re very popular among the other students.”

jake furrowed his brows before answering.

“i only talk to you and the rest of the boys. every single day i find myself meeting people i’ve never seen in my life!”

“that’s how making friends works!” you replied, your voice laced with humor. “ what if you find the love of your life? you’re gonna miss it because of… shyness?”

“you’re right but—“

“also, there are sooo many pretty girls to kiss, no attachment, just enjoying the moment.”

the last sentence left him thinking. all these girls were interested in kissing him? like a whole make out and all? but most importantly, was he looking out for it? sometimes all that attention on jake made him uncomfortable, just wishing to avoid interactions with strangers just to get to you or his friends. jake never thought about kissing anyone. 

at least not anyone that he didn’t know. 

“but, uh… you kiss people for fun?”

“i think that's a part of kissing someone… you find someone you’re attracted to, or just someone who's pretty. what would you do then?”

“but isn’t it strange?”

you went silent for a couple minutes. his eyes seemed to shake with subtle agitation. his questions were avoiding answering you but you weren’t dumb, and soon you knew something what’s up. 

before answering, you took time to meet his gaze. the way he was chewing his lip, fingers fidgeting with each other in some attempt to calm his nervousness. it wasn’t working though. 

“jake… if you ever kissed someone, you would know how that’s not strange.” silence. his eyes dropped to his lap, evading your curious yet surprised look. “I'm assuming by your lack of response that, in fact, you haven't kissed anyone yet.”

“please don’t laugh at me.”

“why would i? it’s not a bad thing. you just didn't find that someone and that's alright. people have different concepts about the first kiss and—“

“i found her but i’m afraid because i dont know if i can do it right or not.” also she talks so fucking much he would’ve added. 

“but it’s something normal, natural. you just aren't born knowing everything in life. you have to learn, to understand.”

jake parted his lips to say something but not a single noise went through his mouth. you were right and that made him feel at ease. but still his heart pounded fiercely inside his chest by simply thinking about kissing. 

but not anyone. 

kissing you.

the red-ish shade painting his cheeks was still there, and your gaze was still analyzing every movement or reaction by him. you’ve kissed people, sometimes for fun, sometimes blinded by desire but this time… the urge to smash your lips against your best friend's one was bigger. like something you couldn’t control. 

“maybe… maybe we can try— if you want, of course. starting with some pecks, slow. there’s no rush.”

jake’s mouth hung open a little, processing what you just told him. you wanted to? you wanted to kiss him? his eyes were more than sparkling, trying to contain his hype, his need to scream because fuck, he couldn’t even imagine you would offer something like that to him. 

“y–yeah, i mean. we can try.”

you giggled a little. jake used to be confident and funny around you but now was shuddering. like his confidence vanished the moment you suggested kissing each other would be a good idea. 

“relax, okay? we are gonna start with something simple. you can always tell me to stop and I will, no questions. alright?”

he nodded, impossible for him to say anything out loud. 

“i need you to speak, jake. say it with your words, it’s okay.”

your hand flew to his knee, caressing it slowly with your thumb. 

“all right, it’s okay with me.”

you smiled at him, squeezing his leg a little. 

next thing you did was to place the snacks aside, and crawl to be close to him. your knees were barely brushing his as you repositioned yourself closer. jake accommodated himself too, straightening his back and waiting for you to do something. you smiled, softly. you could read his mind at this point. jake was unsure what to do so he was waiting for you to take the lead.

after all, you were the one with way more experience than him.

your body leaned closer to him, your hands against the mattress to hold your weight as you finally pressed your lips against his.

the kiss stayed like that for a few seconds. no movements, no tongue, no nothing. just a gentle pressing against his plump, soft lips. jake’s heart beat faster, pounding hard into his ribcage and suddenly he felt so stupid for being this nervous by a simple peck. but in reality the kiss wasn’t the reason to be that nervous–it was you. the fact that he was kissing you was making his whole body tremble with anticipation.

after a few seconds you pulled back.

‘’was it okay?’’ you asked in a whisper, and you watched him nod.

before you can suggest anything more, his lips crashed onto your one again. started like before, a gentle press between both lips but he felt courage building inside him and took a step forward. his lips, unsure, started to move against yours. despite the intention his moves were clumsy but you found it adorable. you didn’t try to set a pace, you just matched his, making him familiar with that new emotion. 

within minutes he seemed to understand what the whole kissing thing was about. his lips captured yours, pulling them slightly and then taking them again. slowly the tension between both of you started to feel heavy, and your hands found a place cupping his head, your left hand sinking in his fluffy hair, caressing it.

you moved away from the kiss to catch her breath, looking at his state. reddish lips a bit swollen, a darker shade of red more prominent on his cheeks. the image in front of you was impossible to not look at. now again you leaned close and attached your lips into his neck, kissing it with open-mouth kisses that left some trail of your own saliva, sucking gently whenever you had a chance.

jake’s hands gripped the sheets beneath him. all the new emotions he was feeling were starting to be too hard to handle, soft gasps leaving his lips. you took it as a green light, not stopping your commitment which was making him feel good. just where his pulse was beating rapidly, you sinked your teeth.

‘’y-y/n wait. . .’’

you stopped, you face contoured in concern. maybe you were pushing too hard for a first time. last thing you wanted was to make him uncomfortable. 

jake struggled a bit seeking for words and you patiently waited, taking a peek of how rosy his cheeks were, or how shaky his hands were as well. you felt like he was avoiding your gaze  and in fact, he was. you looked down, searching for something that told you what was crossing his mind.

until you noticed it.

a big, notorious bulge under his pants.

none of you said anything. it was normal, a natural reaction from the human body. if he was enjoying it that much, it made sense he was that hard. and to be honest, seeing how he grew an erection from a kiss, a simple kiss and a few touches on his neck, made you wet.

‘’jake.’’

he shook his head, embarrassed. you took his chin, tilting his head back a bit to make him look at you. jake chewed his lower lip nervously. what would you think about him? getting so hard for a kiss, almost so close to come… was embarrassing for him.

‘’i’m sorry i–’’

‘’hey, it’s okay, yeah? it’s a common reaction. do you want to stop?’’

he shook his head again, earning a smirk from you.

‘’does it hurt, mh? your crotch looks so tight…’’

jake swallowed hard at your words, eyes widening slightly but nodded anyway. fuck yeah it hurted, a lot. his hard dick was pressed against the uncomfortable clothes and them started to feel a bit damp. he needed a bit of relief. 

your free hand traveled across his chest, fingers ghosting over. you could feel his muscles tensing. taking your time, your hand landed on top of his clothed boner, massaging it slowly. quickly jake shut his eyes down, his breath trembling. despites him being silent, he thrusts against your hand, asking wordlessly for more friction.

you unbuttoned his pants, taking him over his underwear. jake whimpered, eyes locked on your face now. his face was red, hot. along with his neck. you started to pump him slowly, with deliberate strokes, and it didn’t take long before soft moans escaped his lips. breathy. you continued until you felt him hard enough to free his dick from the remaining clothes. his cock twitched slightly by the sudden air hitting it directly, earning a soft hiss from him. jakes length was standing proud, a bit curved at the and his tip wet with some pre-cum. the view was amazing, and his shy attitude made it ten times better.

‘’show me how you make yourself good.’’ you whispered.

he hesitated for a moment, processing your words. you wanted him to jerk off in front of you? that scenario felt like a dream. even though his shaky hand reached his base, your tender yet firm demeanour made him feel, somehow, bold. jake started to slide his hand along his length, slow at first, feeling every mover, every squeeze. took a few minutes for him to gain a bit of confidence and start to pump faster, using his pre release as lube. 

you watched him with hunger in your eyes, eyes glued at his hand. the heat between your legs was uncomfortable, your sticky panties pressed against your core. but tonight was for him, only for him. for his pleasure and adventure to explore what made him feel good. what he liked or not. and with that thought in mind, you placed your hand above his, setting a faster pace.

at that point, jake was a whiny mess. his chest raising and falling heavily, trying to stead his breathing but unable to. his lips puffy, red and wet by all the biting and licking he submitted them to. 

‘’y/n shit– feels so good…’’

‘’does it?’’ he nodded, eagerly. ‘’look at you, all you body trembling, all your cheeks rosy… you look like a goddamn painting.’’

your words made him moan, arching his back. so, he was into a little praise? you wanted to test a bit further.

‘’did you like that? you like how pretty i tell you you look right now? how good are you taking our hands?’’ he whined, his legs starting to tremble anytime you opened your pretty yet filthy mouth.

‘’are you close?’’

‘’y–yes! so close…. keep going please—’’

he let go his hand, giving you full permission to masturbate him. and you did, fast and heavy. the wet noises filling the silent room. he gripped his sheets again and arched his back to you, feeling so, so close to cum.

‘’fuckfuckfuck– i’m cumming… please, can I?’’

as soon as you nodded, giving the permission he needed, warm sticky ropes of cum spurt off him, landing into your hand and his clothes. his body was shivering, moan after moan slipping through his lips until he couldn't anymore. 

you lowered yourself as soon as he rode his orgasm, his soft dick sticky in your hand and you took your tongue off to lick a stripe of it, tasting him. he hissed, wide eyes looking at you.

‘’ I know for sure some of your classmates have lost their virginity…’’

‘’ Jesus, why are we talking about that? ‘’

‘’ What do you mean ‘we’? She seems to have been ovulating for the past two months! My girl, if you wanna get laid so bad, go ask Jay for one night. I'm pretty sure he won’t deny.’’

‘’Not my type.’’

The girls laughed, and so did you. Quietly, of course. 

‘’My type is more like… Jaeyoon? Or maybe Jungwon!’’

You knew both of them. Well, actually you knew Jake for always saying dumb shit at the worst moment possible. He kinda makes you laugh, and was a good classmate. And Jungwon… 

Jungwon was the type of guy who’s smart as fuck. Like, had a response to everything. He knew about so many things you couldn’t remember. Doesn’t talk too often but always has the first place in the ranking grades. No one could beat him even if they tried. A lot of people envied him for that, even making bad comments about him but Jungwon didn’t seem to care. For you, it was just admiration. A person so sweet, caring and smart. You couldn’t find bad traits about him and you didn’t want to.

It’s been four days since that conversation lingered in your mind and you couldn't help but wonder what was your ideal type. Never thought about that before and you felt curious. Not that you have an extensive list of crushes throughout your life but still.

Of course you liked some people, but none of them had a unique trait to make you think ‘’that is maybe some kind of my type’’ like glasses, or people taller than you. Honestly, you didn’t care as long as they were nice to you and the others.

Cuz we don’t beg or idealise the bare minimum. 

As soon as you stepped outside the school building, you stretched your body, hearing some of your bones crack. It was Friday, finally. And you couldn’t wait to arrive home and do nothing for the rest of the weekend. But again, you overheard another conversation.

‘’It is true that this boy next class is arranging a party?’’

‘’I think so, shall we go?’’

A party… When was the last time you went to a party? You thought about it, until said party day came. You stood in front of the door, hearing the music through the walls, blasting. Was that a good idea? You were 100% sure you wanted to spend the night in someone’s house full of people you didn't know?

When you stepped inside, the warmth of people's bodies slapped you, making you gasp for air. Did they really enjoy being so crowded, almost sweating, rubbing against other people? You didn't like the idea, and walked through dancing bodies until you reached the kitchen, apparently the only place in the house that seemed to be… spacious. 

You got yourself a cup of whatever they were handing, sipping thirsty and almost immediately regretting it. 

‘’Shit, did these people even pour some soda or something?’’ you muttered, eyebrows furrowing as you checked the plastic cup. 

By the corner of your eye, you caught some silhouette gripping the kitchen counter. He seemed like the alcohol was doing something to him, and he tried to act cool but didn’t work. Concerned, you held him by his arm, and soon found out who he was.

‘’Jungwon?’’

‘’Did you know those fuckers are serving just alcohol? No mixed, no shit. Straight pure alcohol like it’s gonna be banned.’’ he said, shaking his head with disapproval. ‘’Fuck, it’s burning my throat. And the people here aren’t making it easy.’’

You chuckled, softly. You haven’t heard Jungwon curse like that, like he was truly disgusted. 

You looked around, searching for a crowdless place to bring him. But everywhere was full of students: furniture, the couch, even the corners… Everything was filled with drunk, noisy people. And when you were that irritable, the least you wanted was some drunkass bothering you.

‘’Come here, let’s go.’’

You took him by his wrist, leading the way across the people. You didn’t even know whose house it was, but your steps guided you to the close bedroom, opening the door and entering, pulling Jungwon inside too. You placed him on the edge of the bed, and you took a seat on some chair in front of him.

Jungwon had his cheeks blushed due to the alcohol but still was very conscious of his actions and thoughts. His lips were parted slightly, breathing through them. And then was when you realised that Jungwon never had a dating rumor. You found him so pretty you reached that conclusion. You haven’t seen him with a girl, or talking about girls. Was he single? Or was he in a private relationship with someone? You heard other students making fun of him because apparently he had no one.

But what was the reality?

When you came back down from your daydreaming, you found his feline eyes looking directly at you, his head tilted to one side trying to read your mind.

‘’You good?’’ you asked, acting as natural as you could.

‘’Uh-hum’’ he hummed. ‘’And you? You seem far away from here.’’

You looked at him again, feeling how the blush was creeping in your face. And he smirked. He fucking smirked, like he noticed you red-ish shade lighting up you face. Like he knew what was inside your head.

Jungwon leaned in to grab the armchair, and pulled it closer to him, placing you and the chair between his legs. Suddenly something shifted in the air. Having him so close made your pulse rate high. 

‘’Is there any hidden intention why you brought me here?’’ 

You swallow hard, shaking your head. ‘’I–I saw you struggling, and thought to… I don’t know, you maybe feel better with no one around.’’

He faked a thoughtful expression. His hand travelled from the armchair to your chin, raising your head for you to look fully at him. There was something dark in his eyes, something you couldn’t quite tell. And honestly, it was hard to tell if you liked it or not.

Before you could react, his lips were pressing against yours. Slow movements started an addicting dance between both lips. His hand cupped your face, tilting it to one side to fit the kiss even better. You kissed him back without thinking twice, with hunger. 

With ease he lifted you and laid you down on the bed, positioning him between your legs. His lips descended from your mouth to your neck, marking and sucking it at the right places, like he knew your body better than you did. You squirmed beneath him, soft whines leaving your lips. You heard him curse underneath his breath, teeth sinking your soft neck skin to suppress his gasps.

He looked at you again, desire mixed with some kind of adoration reflecting his eyes. His hand roamed your body, memorizing every inch of it. You could keep still, arching your body against his soft touch. Jungwon’s fingerpads reached your clothed nipples, brushing it slowly until they were hard, perky.

‘’You liked that?’’ he smiled, pitching you perky bud and got a moan for answer, content.

‘’F–Feels good.’’

‘’Does it? Should I continue?’’

‘’Please.’’

Jungwon didn't hang you waiting, raising you top clothes and exposing your breasts, covered by the thin layer of your bra. Gently hands were kneading your soft flesh, feeling every inch of your breasts. You back arched again to keep feeling the warmth of his hands, which traveled down until reaching your pants. You nodded at him as giving permission to go further, and he unbuttoned your pants, sliding them through your legs and tossing them aside.

He gripped your knees, spreading them to settle between them again. His fingers traced soft lines inside your thigh until they reached your clothes core, cupping it above the fabric. You gasped, breath hitching as he started to give pressure into your clit –or at least where he thought it was.

You shifted slightly, moving your hips to align his fingerpads and your clit. He was fast to catch up on what was going on.

‘’Not reaching?’’

‘’You’re a bit to the side…’’ you giggled softly, earning a soft chuckle from him for the first time that night.

He was a bit ashamed. It was his first time doing something like that, a fact that you would believe if he said it out loud. When he had enough of teasing you, his free hand moved to slide your panties to one side, taking a look at your wet pussy. He tried again, pressing two fingers in your clit and moving them in slow circles. He watches carefully your expressions, how you face contorned in pleasure even if he was moving them at slow pace.

He left you clit to spread your lips and coated his fingers in your arousal, the same ones brushing your entrance but not putting it in. Jungwon saw your legs tremble, trying to trap his hand between them and had to grab one of your legs to keep them open.

‘’Tell me if you want to stop because I don’t think I have enough energy myself. Please Y/N…’’

‘’N–No, don’t stop.’’

He smiled, and got rid of his own pants and underwear. You looked down, curious, and saw his hard dick standing. Maybe it was the prettiest dick you have ever seen–not that you saw many but still. He took himself from the base and pushed the tip a bit, coating it with your juices.

‘’You sure?’’

‘’Yes, I’m sure.’’

You looked at him for the last time. He trapped his bottom lip between his teeth, brows furrowing slightly. His cheeks were even red-ish that before, and you couldn’t help but to think that he was looking so cute right now. Despite being seconds away to fuck you, but he was still cute. He held one of your hands, interlacing his fingers at the same time he pushed his length inside you.

Inch by inch he bottomed you out, making sure there was no pain during it. But the second he noticed your scrunched expression, he stopped.

‘’Are you alright?’’

You nodded but Jungwon didn’t feel like it. His mind was racing, thinking of something to ease the pain you were not talking about. Then an idea snapped his mind. Jungwon took a pillow and placed it under your lower back, making your body a bit arched. 

‘’O–Oh, feels better like this.’’ You told him, squeezing his hand.

He took it as a sign to continue. Slowly, he pulled back a bit and again pushed his entire dick inside you, leaving you gasping for air. Jungwon continued to move with no rush, letting your insides adjust to his length. His free hand caressed your sides, then your stomach until they were back at your hips. Grabbing them, he started to pick up his pace, your moans slowly driving him insane.

You found out that, same as you, he was a vocal person. Especially when your walls clapped him so tight it was hard to move inside.

‘’Shit– You feel so good.’’ he panted, leaning closer to your body. His hot breath reached your neck, giving you goosebumps. 

Soon his dick was reaching spots you would have never known it would feel so good, making you squirm under his body. Your moans became a bit pitch-highed and more continuous, a clear sign you were close to snap. And that was the last straw from Jungwon, pushing harder into you, his tip constantly rubbing that sweet spot inside you.

You could tell he was close too by the way his thrusts were sloppier, his dick twitching inside you.

‘’F–Fuck, I’m so close–’’

‘’Me too, please. Don’t slow down.’’

He growled, hooking one of your legs from behind and lifting it a bit, reaching even further.

‘’Fuck! Just like that!’’

‘’ Haah… Y/N, wh–where do you want it?’’

You mumbled something about outside but not clarifying where. He waited until you reached your peak, clamping hard his dick with your gummy walls as the orgasm washed you all over. It felt good, so good he almost forgot to pull out. He was lost in the way his name fell off your lips in such an erotic way.

As you were coming back from your high, Jungwon suddenly pulled out, just in time to spurt thick ropes of cum from his throbbing cock. They landed in your pussy, mixed with your own release. 

You two tried to catch your breath, feeling how his seed was dripping from your cunt into the sheets beneath you. 

But your brother had to play his role of ‘big brother’, and you were sure as hell he told them to not land a single finger on you. It was obvious since there was always a small space between them and you, even though you all were sitting comfortably on the sofa. 

That afternoon your brother invited his friends to spend some time before the classes started again. You were lying on your bed, legs hanging from the edge of the bed as you felt yourself getting bored. The loud voices from your brother’s friends kept you distracted but not for long. You didn’t want to see them. And not because you didn’t like them, in fact, you had a soft spot for one of them, especially. It was because you just were tired besides bored, and you weren’t sure if you could put a smiley face just for them. They would ask, inquire, even bother about. And you were not having none of it.

Three soft knocks on your bedroom door caught your attention. You lifted your head, looking directly at it, but the door remained closed. 

‘’Come in.’’ You answered, sitting on the edge, brows furrowing with confusion. Your brother usually would open the door without asking but who was knocking then?

The door cracked open, revealing a fluffy dark hair first. A curious look searching for you met your gaze, almost lighting up when he found you inside.

‘’Hey, how are you? Your brother told me you were feeling kinda off and I just wanted to check.’’

That shouldn’t get your heart racing like crazy, but it did. You knew Heeseung was a caring person, someone who was very attentive, alert around his surroundings. Being the oldest in his friend group led him to take some responsibilities such as looking out for the rest of his friends, being someone who people can rely on and so on. Him being here shouldn’t be as surprising as you made it look but still. . .

‘’Yeah, well, I’m tired. Just that.’’

‘’Just that.’’ He says, mimicking your words.

Since when was he inside your room? Door closed and well accommodated in your desk chair? Not like you minded though but you didn’t see him come in. Maybe you were too occupied daydreaming about that little shaking your heart did after seeing him. 

Silence stretched between you two. Heeseung was humming some old song while he was swinging in your chair, eyes darting at any object in your room. You shifted on your bed, legs crossed as you looked at him. His soft hum made you feel at ease, like he belonged in your room. You liked his company, the way everyone felt comfortable around him made you look at him differently at some point.

His fingers were drumming against your armchair, and with your gaze glued to them, your mind started to shower you with some kind of flashbacks. Weeks ago, in some party your brother arranged, was the first time you felt a spark between you two. The living room was crowded, people dancing aimless at the music beat. And then you felt it, his hand placed at your waist, gentle but firm at the same time. He passed behind you and for a moment he squeezed it before leaving you there, with emotion bubbling in your chest that you couldn’t put words on them. 

After that, there were subtle hints that something was going on. What? You couldn’t quite tell. Whenever he came to your place, just to hang out with your brother and you showed up just to grab a drink, or look for something in the living room, his eyes were searching yours. They were sparkling with unspoken thoughts. And you did notice it. How could you not?

Or every time the group laughed at something silly or dumb, you were the first person he was looking at, leaving you confused and flustered.

‘’y/n?’’

You snapped back to reality. He was closer than before, his knees almost brushing yours. Heeseung’s gaze was curious over you, studying your facial expression, what kind of thoughts were running on your mind. And you hated how simply you could open to him, like a book. Like you wanted him to read everything about you.

‘’Oh, you still have that bruise?’’ Heeseung pointed at the dark, blue-ish spot almost on your inner thigh.

Instantly you pressed your legs together, hiding it. He raised an eyebrow, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. He came closer, palms resting at your knees.

‘’It hurted, didn’t it?’’

‘’Yes, I didn't though I bumped so hard.’’ You giggled, earning a breathy laugh from him.

Heeseung caressed your knee, and then looked at you.

‘’Open them for me.’’

Your breath hitched, feeling the heat scaling quickly to your cheeks. What the fuck? You looked back at him. His head was tilted waiting for a response. At first look, he didn’t sound like he was teasing, or speaking with double meaning. But something shifted in your room, the way his gaze was almost piercing you…

‘’Spread them so I can take a look at your bruise, dummy.’’

You thought about it, once, twice… And then, without saying anything, your legs parted. Slowly like you were unsure of what to show. Yeah, right, the bruise you forgot you had in… such a place. You didn’t think anyone would remember. Not even you, and hell not even Heeseung.

Heeseung leaned closer to the bruise, examining it. His face was inches away from it and you asked yourself why the hell he had to be so close to you. From another point of view it looked so intimate and suddenly thought: what if your brother showed up unexpectedly at your room? It made sense since he was his friend, and knew he was with you. In your room. Alone.

Your body stiffened and you weren’t sure if it was because of the thought of being caught in such a committed position, or it was because you felt his fingers rubbing softly the dark patch on your skin. When your eyes looked down, Heeseung was already looking directly at them. They were subtly darker, sparkling with some energy you didn’t know what was. For a moment, none of you dared to say anything. Just let that silence stretch between you two again.

His fingertips kept rubbing your inner thigh skin, so slowly ascending near to the edge of your pyjama shorts, where the bruise was no longer extended.

‘’You look so tense, y/n…’’ He said. 

Of course, like he wasn’t inches away from actually touching your clothed core.

‘’... But still so pretty as always.’’

You looked away quickly, embarrassment almost swallowing you whole. Heeseung took you by your chin with his free hand, making you look directly at him. Your face felt hot, your cheeks were burning like hell, tinted with a strong shade of pink. Luckily you weren’t the only one with that flushed look on your face. Even if it was a bit, Heeseung was flushed as well.

While holding still your chin, his other hand travelled further. His fingers brushed slowly your core through your pyjama shorts. The sudden touch made you hiss, and tried to close your legs but he was between them, sitting on your chair and making it impossible to protect your pussy. You felt your breath unsteady, heavy as his fingertips moved in slow circles against your covered clit, pressing just the necessary amount of pressure. And even though it was just a gentle press, it had you contracting your legs.

Heeseung carefully watched your reactions, your expressions. Seeking if you felt uncomfortable. But as soon as he heard a soft whimper leaving your lips, he knew he was doing good. 

‘’He-Heeseung…’’ You softly whined, his gaze looking quickly at you.

You couldn’t dare to say anything, not finding the right words because of that gentle yet firm stimulation on your clit, You just spread your legs a bit more, letting his hand move more freely. His movements didn’t stop. If anything, he pressed slightly firmer into it, making you contract your legs muscles. 

His touch was gentle, almost caring for someone who claimed to be ‘just your brother’s best friend’, and even though both of you knew damn well that what you were doing was ‘wrong’, complicated, neither of you seemed to stop. You let him explore at his own rhythm, watching his expressions carefully. And he was attentive at every reaction, every hitched breath, and even the way your fingers curled around the sheets beneath you.

‘’We shouldn’t…’’ You trailed off, words dying in your throat as you felt his fingers sliding lower and pressing against your clothed entrance.

You inhaled sharply, eyes fluttering closed briefly. With that movement, he said everything and nothing at the same time. Like he knew it, but didn’t want to stop.

And honestly, you didn’t want either. 

When you opened your eyes again, he was closer than before. His fingers stopped teasing, instead his hand went to your hips, fingers digging firmly on the flush of your skin. His body leant in, so close to your face you felt his warm breath fanning over your lips. The way Heeseung was looking at you–with want, with that patience that always was typical of him, made your heart clench with unfamiliar warmth.

Then you felt it. His lips on yours. Tentative. A single, gentle pression. Seeing that you didn’t pull away, he moved them slowly, parting his own lips to capture yours, setting a comfortable rhythm for you to follow. And so you did. You kissed him back, and realised you always wanted to do that. To share this moment with him. He wasn’t your first kiss, and you were pretty sure you weren’t his either but you could swear that felt different to any other person you kissed before.

The air felt thicker by now, filled with the distant sound of kisses and the feelings neither of you dared to say out loud. When he pulled away first, your senses came back, hyperaware of your environment. Your ragged breathing, his softs pants, both of your cheeks flushed.

‘’Can I keep going?’’ Heeseung asked, his soft spoken words tightening your chest.

You nodded with anticipation. And that’s all that he needed.

Slowly but carefully, Heeseung hooked his fingers on the waistband of your pyjama shorts and underwear, tugging it slightly before sliding the clothes down your legs before tossing them on the bed, behind you. With his hands on your knees, he spread your legs again and that time didn’t hesitate when his fingers went directly to circle your clit.

Your arms that were supporting your body weight almost gave out, using all your strength to stay sat in front of him. Heeseung started slowly again, testing, knowing your body and your reactions.

‘’You are doing so well already.’’ He praised softly, even though his voice was undeniably strained. 

As minutes went on, soft pants started to leave your lips. He used your slick arousal to coat his fingers and rub easily your nub of nerves, earning gentle whimpers from you. His pace was maddening but also felt the right amount. But as if he could read inside your mind, his pace quickened. Soon, squelching sounds filled the room, along with your breathy moans and his soft grunts.

His free hand tilted your chin, forcing you to look at him. And that was a big mistake. Because his eyes were dark, piercing yours. His brows were furrowed as he was using all his strength to keep his hand going. But the truth was he was holding back to not actually moan your name like he was the one getting pleasured. 

‘’Look at you… So wet and puffy.’’ He hummed, making your whole body shudder.

And it was embarrassing to say less, the way you were almost dripping thanks to a bit of teasing, a slow kiss and now by getting your clit circled tightly and firmly.

‘’You touch me… so good.’’ You managed to say, unable to look away due his thigh grip on your chin. 

‘’Mhn? Feels good?’’

He pressed harder making you almost writhe right there. He didn’t slow down not even once; the hand that was on your face had to descend lower to hold into your hips and prevent you from moving against his hand. That was his job to do, not yours. Yours was sitting prettily and took his fingers. 

‘’I bet you’re close.’’ He whispered, his fingers sliding just to tease your entrance. ‘’Want me to keep going, mh? Until you make a mess on my fingers?’’

He didn’t give you time to respond when two fingers slid inside you, pressing against your upper wall and massaging it as his finger pumped steadily in and out. Your hand flew quickly over your mouth, biting it hard to muffle your sounds. Your legs trembled more visibly now, your panicked yet pleading eyes looking at him.

The builded tension finally snapped. Your fingers curling so tight into your bed covers that even your knuckles turned white. Your orgasm hit you hard, your inner walls clutching his fingers tightly and your thighs trapping his wrist between them.

The wave spreads through your body endlessly, hot and dizzy, leaving your heartbeat painfully uneven. Your trembling hand whipped away the small amount of drool that soaked your mouth’s corner as you bit it to remain silent. 

Carefully, he pulled his fingers away, taking his time to take a look at your shivering body. Flushed cheeks, panting and your well fucked pussy. It was too much for him to handle, but he took every last amount of self control he had left to breathe in and out. Without thinking, he brought his fingers inside his mouth, humming at the sweet and salty taste. Heeseung sucked them clean before releasing it with a small, wet pop.

‘’You good?’’ He asked, lowering his voice. He quickly looked around your room, grabbing your water bottle that was on your night drawer and handing it to you. ‘’Here, drink some.’’

As you did, he couldn’t help but smile softly at you. What you just did… wasn’t just a one-thing night. Not for him, at least. And the thought of you again squirming thanks to his fingers, or twisting beneath his body made his heart beat faster. But on top, the image of you kissing him again, standing close to his body and maybe, just maybe, talking about your feelings, was what made his head dizzy. 

You left the bottle forgotten on your bed, that shy look coming back to your eyes as you gently closed your legs.

‘’You should come back downstairs… My brother gets extremely suspicious.’’ You smiled.

He chuckled, knowing right that the moment he stepped in the livingroom, he would be interrogated by him. Probably angry because he took so long, and her brother wasn’t dumb by any chances. But he couldn’t care less.

‘’This is for you.’’

He took your pyjama pants as he gently placed them back to place. Like a lover would do. Then, he ruffled your hair with affection.

So, how come you ended up under his body? You pants were off, and nowhere to be found. He had one hand next to your head, holding his weight. His other hand was between your bodies. Jay was holding one of your vibrators close to you, and even though the device was turned off, you could clearly feel nervousness running through your body.

‘’Can I turn this on…?’’ He asked, searching for your gaze. Or any sign of uncomfortableness. You nodded.

Before he switched on the toy, he spread your legs using his, and settled down between them. Jay pushed slowly the top of your vibrator to your clothed cunt, massaging with no rush. The feeling was nice and soon you found yourself biting your bottom lip to suppress any gasps coming from your throat. 

Jay looked half curious, half lost at his own thoughts. How could you look so pretty, all on display for him? You agreed so quickly to let him try those toys on you, affirming that they felt so good if they were used correctly. But of course he didn’t believe you. How can a toy make you cum just by itself?

So here he was, turning on the toy and pressing it directly to your clit. You gasped for air, tensing your legs a little like if you were trying to close them, but Jay didn’t let you. He smirked, slowly rubbing the top of the toy along your clothes folds and back to your clit.

‘’Does it feel good, hm?’’

You nodded eagerly, him chuckling at your response.

In fact, it felt so good. Your mind was clouded by his warm body, and how his eyes were scanning you, like if he was trying to engrave all of your reactions for himself. He turned two levels up, and you let out a surprised moan.

‘’Y–You should try it too.’’

‘’Should I?’’

He wasn’t very familiar to sex toys, or how to use them but this one, specifically, seemed to be easy. Jay approached his lower body to yours, his bulge on his pants meeting the vibrating top of the toy. His free hand clenched the sheets, panting as soon as he started to feel the pleasure running through his body.

Guided by your moans, Jay started to rock his hips into the toy, sending you another way of pleasure as the toy itself reached your firmly. Even though your eyelids started to feel heavy, you couldn’t resist to keep them open and watch your bestfriend get off with you. His clenched jaw, lips pressed to not let any pant or whimper escape from him. 

‘’F–Fuck this feels so good…’’ you heard him say, and nodded.

One of your hands traveled under your shirt, lifting it above your tits to free them and starting to knead them. You were so desperate for more friction and couldn’t wait to ask him. Couldn’t help; the way you clit was being stimulated with the moans of your best friend was too much to take. 

He saw you, eyes dark with thick desire.

‘’Shit— You do this often?’’

The way the pleasure hitted you left you speechless but allowed you to nod at his question. And he could feel himself hardener even more to the single thought of you getting off with that exact toy: legs wide open late at night, with no panties and wet. Shit, he needed to see that. He needed to be the reason for your moans.

And well, now he was kinda the reason.

‘’I–’’ you started, catching his attention. Jay wasn’t even thinking to slow down, ‘’Sometimes I got t–to come faster while I thought about y–you…’’

Your sudden confession made him groan, and felt like that was his last straw to keep it cool.

Jay tossed the toy away, gaining a surprised look from you. He hooked the hem of your pants, along with your underwear, and pulled through your legs. The did the same with his own bottoms, freeing his hard dick from the damn jeans he had on that were hurting his boner.

Again stood betweens your legs, looking down to your wet pussy, and felt the urge to sink his mouth through it and shove his tongue down your hole but that wasn’t the plan.

At least not today’s plan.

‘’You don’t know how many times I jerked to the thought of you, y/n.’’ He slid his dick between you wet, warm folds. ‘’Wishing that was your lips around my cock and not my hand.’’

He quickened his peace, not letting you the opportunity to respond at his confession. Your room was filled with hot and wet sounds, laced with the moans you two couldn't keep to yourselves. Each thrust from Jay made his dick tip brush into your swollen clitoris and had you seeing stars. 

‘’Can you go f–faster? I’m s–so close.’’

Your words were his command, and so did he. Grabbing your thigh for better stability, he used all his stamina for that last moment. His dick was glittering due to your arousal, leaving it sticky and slippery for a better access through your pussy. He looked at you, lust covering all his gaze and made eye contact with your bouncing tits.

You back arched as you felt that familiar knot tightened in your lower abdomen, and you could tell by the way Jay movements were sloppier that he was close too. A few strokes were enough for you two to reach your climax. Warm and sticky ropes of his cum layered on your stomach, some landing at your pussy as well.

You have been friends with Heeseung a while ago, a friend from a friend. You were pathetically quick at catching feelings and decided to keep them to yourself. Heeseung was quite flirty with everyone, even you, and you couldn’t help but imagine how sweet his love must feel. Not thinking about anyone else, no other girls around him, just you and him, together. Sharing feelings and soft cuddles.

Sitting at his gaming chair you rubbed your palms above your thighs, chasing some warmth. You regretted putting those shorts on, searching out for a blanket.

‘’Need anything, pretty?’’

Not those pet names again… You looked at him. He was laying on his bed, scrolling through his social media. Heeseung was wearing some pants on top of his knees with a white t-shirt perfectly buttoned. The way his free hand was placed behind his head, gazing you over the screen made you somewhat flutter.

‘’I’m just feeling a little bit cold, but it’s fine.’’

Heeseung put his phone down, looking at you with furrowed brows.

‘’No, it isn’t. Do you need a blanket? Hoodie? Some sweatpants?’’

‘’I’m okay! Really. Don’t worry.’’

‘’Come here.’’

He patted an empty spot near him on his bed. You hesitated for a while. Was it okay to cuddle with friends? Was it okay to cuddle with someone you had strong feelings for? You didn’t want to ruin anything because of your awkwardness or how you could feel after that. The idea of being wrapped around his arms was so tempting, feeling his warm embrace your body, so close to him.

You let out a small sigh, standing from the chair and walking towards the edge of his bed. Heeseung gave you some space as he watched you with a soft smile spreading through his lips. How could you say no to him? He looked so cute when things turned out his way.

Cautiously you made yourself some space, and soon one of his arms was embroiled to your waist, slightly pulling you closer. ‘It’s just to warm up, Jesus’ you thought to yourself, trying to calm your pounding heart. You just hoped he didn’t notice.

Resting your head on his shoulder, you closed your eyes, enjoying the moment. God knew when you could be like this with him again, so you better take that opportunity. Even though you closed your eyes you felt his eyes glued on you.

You tried to act cool, ignoring the glance that made you shiver, but was useless.

‘’Is everything alright?’’

Heeseung took his time to respond.

‘’I just thought you looked very pretty.’’ 

JesusfuckingChrist.

You felt like you stopped breathing, sudden cold sweat running down your back. Was he flirting? Not that you cared but it was a moment sort of… intimate. 

‘’Must be the outfit i choose.’’ He chuckled, shaking his head.

‘’No — I mean always.’’

This time you couldn’t keep yourself together. With some hidden courage you looked up, searching for his gaze but Heeseung was looking at you previously. Your heart skipped a beat when you noticed. 

You parted your lips as an intent to say something but nothing came to your mind. It was blank. Was even worse when you caught his eyes analysing your facial expression, your eyes one by one, reaching your lips and back again to your eyes. 

This flirty motherfucker. 

“Heeseung—“

“Can I kiss you?”

You didn’t think twice, taking his offer like your life depended on it. You nodded but before he could make any move, you readjusted your position for a better and comfortable access. 

Taking your time, you slowly made disappear any space between your lips, pressing on them. 

It lasted about a few seconds before Heeseung started to move them softly. There was no rush: his parents weren’t at home, and the heavy rain made the perfect atmosphere. You didn’t doubt before kissing him back, savouring his lips. They were as soft and sweet as you pictured in your head. 

Suddenly, somehow, you took the lead and straddled him, deepening the kiss a bit more. His hands were placed at your waist, caressing them with both thumbs. You broke the union between both mouths to kiss his neck. Hearing his breath hitch gave you the impulse to continue, to work his tender skin with your teeths and tongue. 

As your mouth began to earn soft gasps from him, your hands worked to unbutton his t-shirt. Opening it and slid it through his arms. 

Your lips went down his collarbone, making sure no inch of skin was untouched by your lips. His hand roamed your body, leaving soft sighs against his skin. You couldn’t believe that was happening, like a dream come true.  You were afraid that it was just a lucid dream, your imagination scaring you for leading into such an accurate scenario. But the way his body was softly moving under yours, claiming in silence for more of your touch made you feel more alive than ever. 

Your lips trailed down damp kisses, arriving to catch one of his nipples. You sucked and licked amused by the noises his throat left. Starting to feel aroused, your hips began to rock his, feeling his boner getting hard in no time.

‘’Y/n… ‘’ his lips let out a moan, his hands grabbing your waist.

As his hips were rubbing your clothing core, you detached your lips from him, looking up to meet his gaze.

The image was heavenly. Chest going up and down trying to catch his breath, cheeks with a slight blush on them, and his pleading eyes trying to tell you something, but he was a little bit shy to say it out loud. You could figure it out tho.

Your hands flew to the hem of his pants, looking once again to hip waiting for a response. When he nodded, you hooked the waistband and slowly pulled down. With a bit of his help, the bottoms were forgotten somewhere on the floor.

You couldn’t help but look at his erection, a small damp patch darking his underwear. 

‘’S--Stop looking, it’s embarrassing…’’

You chuckled, shaking your head. 

‘’Says who?’’

And before Heeseung could say anything, you grabbed his shaft around your hand and started to move it up and down. The fabric between his dick and your palm was making the move a bit restricted, but it didn’t stop you.

You saw him grabbing the sheets under both of you, holding back a few moans that were hard to retain. You didn’t want that, you needed to hear him. How good you were making him feel. 

You sped up your pace, making his body squirm as his lips parted to let out soft, kind-of-pitched moans. That kept you going, ignoring the wetness between your legs, just wanting to focus on him.

‘’Please p--please… take…’’

‘’Hm?’’

You knew. Heeseung knew you knew. And he wasn’t having it.

‘’Don’t test me, y/n.’’

‘’Oh? What’s with that tone?’’ you squeezed his tip, earring a loud moan from him. ‘’Watch out.’’

You were having the time of your life, having him at your service and there wasn’t anything he couldn’t do. Fuck, that submissive trait of him made you hornier. 

‘’I’m sorry just — take it out, please.’’

Enough of making Heeseung suffer. You nodded at his words, hooking the hem of his underwear and pulling down enough for his dick to come out, smacking his abs. Took you a few minutes to resume what you were doing. His tip was covered up with pre cum, so when you slid your hand all the way down, it was smooth.

No slow pace this time, just you jerking off your best friend like it was a usual activity between him and you. And it could be your frequent activity to do more often if he wanted, but now wasn’t the right time to think about that. The way your name left his lips made your head spin.

His eyes were closed, hands holding for dear life into his bed sheets that his knuckles were turning white. Oh, to engrave that image in your brain.

Soon his hips helped you out, bucking into your fist like he was fucking you deep inside. At that point, Heeseung could care less if the neighbours could hear him.

‘’Fuck! Just like that… feels so good.’’

His back was arched a bit, and even your arm was starting to feel numb due the lack of experience, somewhere inside you took strength to continue pleasing him. 

Your hand was moving up and down, the slick noises filling the room as you gave everything to help him reach his highest point. No inch of his dick was left unnoticed, sometimes you slowed your pace reaching his base just for coming back at his tip to stroke it with eagerness. 

Heeseung could feel a knot tighten on his abdomen.

‘’Fuckfuckfuck! D–Don’t stop please…! I’m s–so close!’’

It was fucking tempting to suddenly stop any move, only for him to cry and beg you to continue, that he was feeling so good for you to stop. But you were not that mean, right?

You sped up your pace a little more, all that your aching limb let you. Heeseung was just a few strokes away from release.

‘’God! I’m cumming! K–Keep going I’m cumm—’’

His words lingered in the air as the climax reached him, tensing his body.

As he told you, you kept your pace, helping him through his high. Heeseung’s back was arched, his hot seed dripping down your hand and reaching his abs. Mouth opened as quiet moans left his throat.

Gently, as his cock softened in your hands, you stopped your movements watching him come back to reality. He gave you a tired look but in his lips was a smirk.

‘’That was…’’

‘’...amazing, wasn’t it? I can tell.’’

He laughed, kicking you softly with his knee.

‘’ Wait, let me bring you some towels to clean this mess.’’

He played the piano in a way your stomach could flip. It didn’t feel like he just quickly learned the basics, he sounded smooth, confident while pressing the keys. Like he has been taking lessons since always.

Of course you couldn’t keep your mind quiet, and soon found yourself wondering if Jake was skilled at bed too. You felt ashamed to think like that about your friend but you couldn’t help it, how tempting those lips looked, or how pretty his slender, veiny fingers were while doing barely anything. You thought quietly, like somehow he could read your mind, if his finger could feel good inside you. 

‘’y/n, are you listening to me?’’

‘’Uhm… yeah!’’

Not at all. You were lost at the sight of his computer screen, a video game lobby showing up. You bet he was ranting about other players but your mind replayed his finger tensing on the keyboard, smashing them slightly whenever he died or his teammates made something useless.

Jake saw you peeking his hands very often. 

When he sighed, leaning back on his chair you sat up on his bed, fingers playing with nervousness on your lap.

‘’I’ve been thinking… Are you that good at everything?’’

‘’Are we having this conversation again, y/n?’’ he chuckles, shaking his head.

‘’No, no! I mean everything.’’ you emphasise that last word, softly raising your eyebrows as if doing that could give a hint of what was crossing your mind.

And honestly, you couldn’t tell if he was being clueless or just messing with you. Jake was a keen person, and both of you knew that.

‘’I told you, I am.’’

‘’Like… at everything?’’

‘’Wanna find out?’’

You suddenly felt breathless. Sharp gaze of his locked on your eyes. Was he messing around? Didn’t look like it as he left his comfy position of his chair to get closer to you. Still in your spot at his bed, you looked up to meet his gaze once again, but something was different. Jake’s eyes darkened a bit as he knelt in front of you.

‘’Jake…?’’ you softly called him, tilting your head.

‘’You know… I’m not just good with my brain, or hands. Let me show you, and I’m sure you won't ask again.’’

Like if you were under some kind of spell you nodded, gaining a smirk from him. His hands flew quickly at your waistband, asking without a word with your permission. You gave it to him, and soon found himself unbuttoning your pants and sliding them through your legs, leaving them forgotten somewhere on the floor.

Jake took you by your thighs and pulled them closer to him, blushing your cheeks hot red. He helped you spread your legs, both of your ankles pinned down the mattress. Your hands held your weight, expectant for his next move.

Jake’s lips pressed softly on your inner thighs, leaving a trail of kisses before reaching your underwear. He repeated the same action on your left leg, his hands never leaving your things. Until now.

One of his fingers hooked the hem of your panties, slid it to the side, and took a look at your wet cunt. How embarrassing. You were wet just for a few kisses there and here. But in reality you knew that wetness came from before, while you daydream about his fingers minutes ago. Your chest felt heavy as you tried to control your breath, hands gripping slightly on his bed sheets. His free hand went directly to recollect some of your arousal and spread it on your folds, rubbing slowly your clit.

You held back a moan, biting your bottom lip. Jake led his coated fingers inside his mouth and hummed at your sweet taste.

‘’God, I bet it tastes better directly from your pussy.’’

Your legs felt like jelly at his words, and you found yourself throwing back your head as soon as his wet and warm tongue started to make wonders between your folds. He hummed, sending vibrations to your core that made you arch your back.

As you gripped tightly his bed sheets, Jake didn’t stop working on your wet core, rubbing with the tip of his tongue your clit, sending jolts through your whole body.

He was pretty good at it, switching between your swollen clit and your entrance, tempting to pull his tongue further. Your free hand grabbed his nape hair, his name leaving your lips as your eyes were shut. 

‘’Fuck, f–feels so good Jake.’’ You could almost feel his grin appearing on his lips. He knew right. ‘’Please don’t s–stop.’’

He didn’t tho.

Jake held you close, pinning one of your legs down for a better access, even if that meant your legs were wide open. But you couldn't care less. The feeling was worth it, almost intoxicating to the point you started to rub your core against his tongue. The moment Jake sucked you sensitive bundle, immediately tugged his hair, earring a groan from him.

Even if he was suffocating, both of his tongue and nose-tip rubbing your clit, he couldn’t stop. Your squirming body, broken moans falling from your lips kept him going, digging his nails into your flesh. 

‘’I’m so close, s–so close…!’’

‘’Cum in my mouth, pretty. Go on, let it go.’’

Took you a few licks to come on his mouth, tensing all your body as he kept doing his work, helping you to reach your highest point though your orgasm. Maybe you pulled his hair a bit harsh but, in fact, he liked it. 

Your tired body lies on his bed, legs still shaking and you breach unable to catch. You felt his hands caressing your thighs, his cheek leaning onto your inner thigh.

‘’Are you okay…?’’

‘’Jesus… It was amazing.’’

You heard Jake chuckled.