Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
To the millions watching, Lee Heeseung and Jake Sim are the industry’s "soulmate" duo—a perfect symphony of synchronized choreo and fan-service smiles. But the moment the stage lights dim, the masks shatter. Off the record, they are locked in a relentless, ego-driven war. It’s a race to see who can be the most reckless, who can talk the most shit, and who can collect the most hearts before sunrise. They hate each other’s tactics, they hate each other’s pride, but most of all, they hate how well they know each other’s game.
Oh how desperately I want to read a single dad Jake fic I’m about to tweak out (I’m ovulating) somebody please write it till I loose my mind PLEASE and thank you.
nerd!dom!jake who’s already yanking at the hem of your school skirt the second the door clicks shut “take it off please? fuck, baby, take it off for me right now”
nerd!dom!jake who bends you over the teacher’s desk chest pressed to scratched wood, skirt flipped up leans over you, lips grazing your ear
“gonna fuck you so deep you forget your own name please let me, baby need to feel you clench around me”
nerd!dom!jake who’s shaking as he tugs your panties aside cock already out, tip leaking against you voice cracks, desperate
“just the tip first please? I’ll go slow promise just let me in, I can’t think straight”
nerd!dom!jake who grabs your wrists behind your back ties them quick with his own loosened tie pushes your thighs wider with his knee
“spread more please? wanna see every inch of you take me fuck, you’re so wet already”
nerd!dom!jake who’s got you straddling him in the back of the lecture hall hands gripping your ass under the skirt pulls you down slow, inch by inch
“ride me just like that please keep going feels too good, don’t stop”
nerd!dom!jake who pins you against the supply room shelves one hand over your mouth, the other sliding between your legs fingers curling inside you
“come on my hand please? wanna feel you shake before anyone comes looking”
nerd!dom!jake who’s wrecked, glasses crooked, hair messy forehead pressed to your shoulder as he thrusts deep voice raw and pleading
“let me come inside please, baby been dying to fill you up all fucking day”
Always that edge of control.Always that frantic “please.”
nerd!dom!jake who’s got your back pressed to the lab bench beakers rattling behind you hands shoving your skirt higher
“lift your leg over my hip please? fuck need you wrapped around me right now”
nerd!dom!jake who pulls you into the empty AV room projector humming low drops to his knees noses along your inner thigh
“let me bury my face here please, baby been dying to taste you since morning announcements”
nerd!dom!jake who’s got you bent over the sink in the girls’ bathroom mirror fogging from your breaths fingers digging into your hips
“look at yourself while I fuck you please keep your eyes open wanna see your face when you come”
nerd!dom!jake who yanks you behind the gym bleachers after practice sweat still on his skin pants shoved down just enough
“on your knees please? suck me off quick I can’t walk into calc like this”
nerd!dom!jake who pins you against his locker door half open, hallway noise distant slides your panties to the side two fingers curling slow
“clench around me please? wanna feel how tight you get before I add my cock”
nerd!dom!jake who’s fucking you on the library table after closing books shoved to the floor one hand clamped over your mouth
“be quiet but come hard for me please, baby, drench my fingers”
nerd!dom!jake who drags you into the music room piano lid still up bends you over the keys notes clanging under your palms
“arch your back more please? let me hit that spot fuck, you feel perfect”
nerd!dom!jake who’s got you in the passenger seat of his car after school windows fogging seat reclined
“spread your legs on the dashboard please? need to watch myself disappear inside you”
nerd!dom!jake who ties your hands with his hoodie strings pushes you face down on his bed voice shaking with want
“beg for it please say my name I’ll give you everything if you just beg”
nerd!dom!jake who’s thrusting slow and deep in the dark of the auditorium stage lights off curtain hiding you both
“come with me please come at the same time wanna feel you milk me dry”
jo’s notes : happy galentine’s day my sweetest girliesss 💌 i hope you all had the best day ever or that you’re about to have one.
i’m so sorry i couldn’t post 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑 today 🥲 i’m still a little sick and trying to recover, and on top of that my dad surprised us with a visit. since he’s around, i’ve been spending as much time with him as i can. i hope you understand 🫶🏼
both 𝓣each me and 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑 will be out next week pinky promise. i’m working on them and i won’t disappoint you. until then, enjoy this little something and if you want a nerd!sub!jake version, let me know 💗
ꕤ˚ the tale of two guys who fell in love with the same person -- at different times, in different ways.
ꕤ˚ [ chapter 1 : why jake loves fridays ]
friday was jake’s favorite day of the week. monday through thursday were filled with back-to-back, grueling practices and monotonous meetings; however fridays only had one schedule for jake: his time on campus. he doesn’t go to campus everyday because of his busy schedule, but fridays were the one day a week he got to escape the idol life and attend some of his in-person classes in a silly disguise.
he also loved fridays because he got to see you.
you–the person who always let him sit next to you during your shared lectures.
he met you during his first week of class. he was already so nervous about starting school, unsure of his academic abilities after being away from it for so long. when he walked in to his first class, he had no idea where to sit. the front seats near the professor felt too daunting, while the back seats seemed like a guaranteed way to lose focus. in the end, he chose a seat in one of the middle rows, two seats away from you. the seat directly next to you was occupied by your bag, placed there to save a seat for a friend.
the class went on smoothly as the professor briefly went over the syllabus and explained the weekly assignments. each week, students were required to write a summary report on an engineering research topic. the catch was that it had to be written with a partner. since it was jake’s first class, he didn’t know anyone yet, so once class ended, he asked the professor if he could be assigned a partner.
he hadn’t noticed you when you were sitting a few seats away from him, but he definitely noticed you when you walked over to speak with the professor. he watched as you tried reasoning with her, asking to allow you and your absent friend to be partners. she didn’t allow it. you were mentioning something about how your friend was on the waitlist for the class and was almost sure they would get in. he felt a bit awkward standing there honestly, wondering if maybe you simply did not want to be his partner or maybe you hadn’t noticed him standing there just a few feet away.
it wasn’t until he overheard the professor suggest that the two of you work together that he realized you finally noticed him standing there.
your eyes met for a brief moment for a quick moment and he noticed you looked away almost immediately. for a second, he wondered if you had recognized him, but then thought he should be more humble.
you definitely humbled him when you turned back to the professor and asked, “are you sure?”
jake mentally facepalmed. did you really not want to be his partner that badly? jake thought he looked somewhat smart, he even wore his black frame glasses today! those paired with his jacket layered over a flannel and some baggy jeans, he could’ve totally passed as a smart university student.
your professor rolled her eyes and walked away to talk to the next student. jake watched as you slumped over a little bit, readjusted your tote bag as if bracing yourself, and walked over to him.
you gave a weak smile and a quick wave, “hi, i’m (y/n).”
he thought you were just a bit shy. “hi, i’m jake.”
he flashed you a smile.
he didn’t know it then, but you were enchanted. and you were trying your best to hide it in hopes of not embarrassing yourself. you were a simple woman, and jake was a handsome guy.
jake, on the other hand, was kind of hopeless.
because every friday afternoon after that, he walked into the massive lecture hall and his eyes searched for you. always you. he’d grown accustomed to this routine. he thought over the past few weeks he’s gotten quite close to you over cups of ramen, coffee shop hangout, and late night of procrastinating homework over video call.
he’d grown fond of you without meaning to. in other words, he liked you. simple as that.
it as an inconvenient, quiet kind of liking. it was the opposite of what he felt from fans, which was usually loud and grand. his liking towards you was calm and private, like his own secret to everyone but himself.
he liked listening to you explain physics concepts so fluidly. he liked how you styled your hair, clipping your bangs back so you could study without your hair in your face. he liked how you only listened to western artists, so being in an idol group felt like his little secret. he liked how you talked about missing your family during your year-long study abroad stay because it reminded him about how he missed his family as well.
jake liked you for a lot reasons, but there was one that mattered a lot more to him than it should’ve. he especially liked that you spoke to him as if he were just jake. not the untouchable idol jake from enhypen. just jake.
there was a particular conversation from a week ago that kept replaying in his head.
“jake, what are your goals for after graduation? do you want to go back to school, or go straight to work?” you asked, oblivious of his idol -life and that fact he was already a full-time worker while being in school.
he laughed a bit to himself, knowing you didn’t know the truth. he wanted to tell you someday, but a part of him though that maybe you'd figure it out soon by yourself. “i think i want to become an idol.”
you made a face that showed your amusement and confusion at his answer. “really? can you dance and sing and all of that?”
"oh you'd be surprised," he smirked, yawning a bit at the end of his sentence. he wanted to seem cool with his answer, but it came out cornier than he expected.
you rolled your eyes and asked him to demonstrate these skills he claimed he has. he dismissed your requests, but you continued to ask for the remaining duration of your late night study session together.
like how he withheld the truth about his idol life, he refrained from telling you something else that was very important. he liked you, but he did not plan on telling you this any time soon. you were his classmate after all, and he’s an idol. you were leaving in three months at the end of the semester, so what good could come from a confession?
so when he sat down next to you on this very normal friday afternoon, he greeted you like nothing more than a friend, even though the word friend felt heavier with each time he used it.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
i reread this little fic i wrote back in 2022 (not fanfiction) and i realized how easy it would be for me to insert jake into it and make it reader insert too, he would fit perfectly in the story and it’s like 5-6k words long, would you guys want to read it even though it wasn’t originally written for jake?
