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After practice Jake was feeling 🅷🅾🆁🅽🆈. So who else to ask then his best friend Jay?

Sub! Jake Dom! Jay

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SUMMARY: jake thought playing matchmaker for his best friend would be fun, well, fun until he realized he was deeply and utterly in love with him.

is half of this extras..YES! dont yell at me. ANYWAYSYSYSYA i love them so much...im sad to see them go.....i Will definitely write more member x member soon so stay tuned heh 😼😽 thank u guys sm for the support on this lil side hustle i love u all >.<

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1 AM SIDE OF ME, park jay & sim jake

read part 1 on @m1ntsunwoo my wife, ok??

so BUCKLE UP FOR THIS ‼️ jay x reader x jake x reader’s best friend are together with each other as a whole ok??

you can read the fic that inspired this baby fic from here!

warnings: foursome (duh), hard dom!jay & dom!jake, unprotected s*x (wrap those dihhs up), girls kissing!!!, yang jeongin mentioned!!!, oral (girls receiving), fingering, multiple orgasms ofc, switching partners, kneeling bodyguard position (literally looked up the name for 3 hours). small aftercare.

The knock on the door wasn't a request; it was a declaration. Two sharp, heavy raps that vibrated through the wood and straight into your bones. You knew who it was before you peered through the peephole.

Jay and Jake stood in the hallway, backlit by the dim sconces. They weren't just angry. They were incensed. The controlled fury rolling off them was a physical force, and for a terrifying second, you considered not opening the door.

But that would only make it worse. You took a steadying breath and turned the knob. The door swung open, and the air in your apartment instantly thickened. Jay's jaw was clenched so tight you could see the muscle twitching. Jake's gaze was dark, his usual playful glint replaced by something predatory.

They both looked... massive. Larger than life, crowding her doorway.

"Hi," you said, your voice smaller than you intended.

They didn't answer. They just stepped inside, forcing you to retreat into the living room. As they moved, your eyes, traitorously, dipped. Your breath caught. They were both already hard, the prominent outlines straining against the fabric of their pants. The sight sent a jolt of pure, undiluted heat straight to your core, warring violently with the fear.

Stall them. F/N said stall them.

"Can I... get you something to drink?" you offered, already backing toward the kitchen, needing to put an island, a counter, anything between you.

Jay's eyes tracked you like a hawk. "No."

"I'll have water," Jake said, his voice a low rumble. His politeness was a thin veneer over something far more dangerous. It was a game, and he was letting you make the first move.

You scurried to the kitchen, hands trembling as you pulled two glasses from the cabinet. You could feel their eyes on your back, burning through your clothes. The silence was heavier than any yelling could have been.

Jay prowled into the kitchen, not stopping until he was on the other side of the island, directly opposite you. He placed his palms flat on the countertop, leaning forward.

"So," he began, his tone deceptively casual. "Jeongin."

Your blood ran cold. You kept your eyes on the water you were pouring, watching the liquid tremble. "What about him?"

"Acting like we didn’t saw you fucking fangirling over him with F/N?" The word was a sneer. "Tell me, Y/N. Do you lie awake at night thinking about him? Wishing it was his hands on you instead of ours? Do you fantasize about him fucking you?"

The crudeness, the sheer possessiveness of the question, stole your breath. A defensive, flippant retort rose to your lips. "Wow, you really have no manners asking a woman something like that."

His expression didn't change. The joke died in the tense air, unappreciated and ineffective. "This isn't about manners,” Jay said, his voice dropping to a deadly whisper. "Answer the question."

Before you could form a reply, Jake moved. In two swift strides, he was behind you, caging you against the counter. His front pressed against your back, and you could feel the hard, insistent line of his erection against you. A helpless, shuddering gasp escaped your lips. His hands came down on the counter on either side of you, trapping you completely.

"Jay asked you a question," Jake murmured, his lips brushing the shell of your ear. His breath was hot, his voice thick with with a want that mirrored the tight coil of desire low in your belly. The fight-or-flight response was being swiftly overridden by a much more primal, treacherous instinct: surrender.

Jay rounded the island, a slow, deliberate predator. He stopped in front of you, so close you could feel the heat from his body. He cupped your chin, forcing you to look up at him. His thumb stroked your lower lip, a mockery of a caress.

"We're waiting," he prompted, his dark eyes boring into yours.

This was it. The plan to stall was crumbling under the weight of their combined presence, the intoxicating scent of their cologne and raw male anger. Your resolve was melting, body arching back into Jake's solid frame of its own volition. You were a breath away from saying something you couldn't take back, from letting this play out exactly as they intended.

Then, the doorbell chimed, shrill and impossibly loud in the charged silence.

All three of you froze. Jake's grip on the counter tightened. Jay's hand stilled on your face, his eyes narrowing.

F/N. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a frantic drum of relief and renewed panic. The bell rang again, longer this time, insistent. You knew F/N was getting worried now.

With a low growl, Jay released you and went to the door, yanking it open.

F/N stood there, chest heaving, hair slightly disheveled. She was panting, having clearly run the entire way. A fine sheen of sweat glistened on her skin, and her eyes were wide and alert, scanning the scene before her. She took in your body pinned between Jake and the counter, the tense postures, the heavy, lust filled air.

"Did I miss the party?" F/N asked, her voice a little breathless but laced with a steel that you recognized.

The effect on Jay and Jake was instantaneous, and devastating. The interruption should have broken the tension.

Instead, it twisted it, sharpened it. Seeing F/N like that; flushed, panting, like a warrior arriving for a battle, seemed to amplify everything. The outlines in their pants, if possible, became more pronounced. The predatory focus shifted, encompassing both women now.

A slow, dark smile spread across Jay's face as he looked from F/N's heaving chest back to your frightened, aroused expression.

"No," Jay said, his voice a gravelly promise that made your knees weak. "You're just in time. Now the real fun can begin."

Jay's hand was a firm, inescapable vise around your wrist, while Jake had an equally determined grip on F/N's, both of them dragging you toward your own bed.

"Jay, what are you?" you started, but the question died in your throat as he spun you to face him, his eyes dark and smoldering.

"Quiet," he commanded, his voice a low rumble that brooked no argument. His fingers went to the hem of your shirt, and in one swift, practiced motion, he pulled it over your head and tossed it aside. Beside you, you heard a similar rustle and a gasp from F/N as Jake did the same to her.

Their mouths were on you both in an instant. Jay's lips crashed onto yours, a punishing, possessive kiss that stole your breath, while his hands roamed your newly exposed skin, squeezing and claiming. You could hear Jake and F/N in a similar fervent tangle of limbs and muffled moans. Jay's mouth left yours, trailing hot, open mouthed kisses down your jaw to your neck, where he sucked hard, surely leaving a mark that would bloom purple by morning.

It was then, as he bit down gently on your collarbone, that he spoke, his voice dripping with a deceptive casualness. "So," he murmured against your skin, his hands cupping your breasts, thumbs circling your nipples until they were tight, aching peaks. "Tell me again what was so interesting about Jeongin.”

Your eyes flew open, meeting F/N's wide, dazed gaze over Jake's shoulder. Jake chuckled, a dark, sexy sound as he nipped at F/N's ear.

"Yeah, F/N," Jake purred, his hands sliding down to grip her hips. "You were gushing. Something about his... what was it? His 'angelic voice'?" He emphasized the words with a sharp grind of his hips against her backside.

Jay's eyes locked with yours, his gaze intense. "Are we not enough for you, baby?" he asked, his tone deceptively soft. "Is my voice not what you want to hear moaning your name?"

“Are we not fucking you hard enough?” Jake cooed, his voice holding a fake affection. His hands gripped F/N’s hips hard that a low groan escaped her lips. “You can’t walk for a week after we fuck you two, but I guess we need to take it to two—maybe three weeks, huh?”

Before you could form a coherent answer, he pushed you back onto the bed, F/N tumbling down beside you. The two men loomed over you, their expressions a mix of raw desire and playful vengeance.

"I think they need a reminder," Jake said, his voice rough.

"I think you're right," Jay agreed. They pulled your panties down at the same time.

And they descended. The world narrowed to the feeling of Jay's mouth on your core. He hooked your legs over his shoulders, his gaze holding yours as he licked a slow, torturous stripe through your folds. You cried out, your back arching. Beside you, F/N was making similar desperate sounds as Jake buried his face between her thighs.

The filthy, wet sounds filled the room, punctuated by the boys' taunts, their words muffled against the sensitive flesh of your pussy.

"This is what you want, isn't it?" Jay growled, his tongue circling your clit before sucking it firmly. "Not Jeongin or anyone else.”

"You think he could make you come this hard, F/N?" Jake's voice was a husky vibration against F/N's skin, making her whimper. "You think he'd know how to taste you just like this?"

They were relentless, driving you both higher and higher with their mouths and their words. The dual sensations of overwhelming pleasure and psychological torture were too much.

“Jay, I’m coming!”

You came with a shattered cry, your body convulsing under Jay's masterful tongue.

A moment later, a parallel scream from F/N confirmed she had met the same fate. “Jake!” she could only moan.

But they weren't done. As you both lay panting and boneless, they moved. Jay switched to F/N, and Jake came to you. You felt Jake's fingers, slick from F/N's arousal, slide into you without warning, curling expertly.

"First one was for being disloyal," Jake whispered in your ear, his fingers pumping, scissoring, finding that spot inside you that made you see stars. "This one is for thinking he's better than us."

You were oversensitive, the pleasure bordering on pain, but he didn't let up. You watched, dazed, as Jay's fingers worked F/N with the same ruthless efficiency, his mouth on her neck.

“Your pussy remembers my fingers.” Jay bit on F/N’s jaw, making her yell out. “Don’t even think about Jeongin or another man’s hands fucking you dumb like this.”

The second climax was ripped from you both, a raw, shuddering wave that left you trembling and tearful.

"Please," you whimpered, feeling utterly spent. "No more."

Jay just smirked, his eyes glinting. "We decide when we're done."

Jay and Jake hauled you both up onto your knees, facing each other. Your bodies were slick with sweat, marked with love bites, and trembling with exhaustion. You could barely stand without help, so you held onto each other with F/N. Jake positioned himself behind F/N, while Jay moved behind you.

"Look at her," Jay commanded you, his voice a low thrum against your back as he aligned his tip with your entrance. His hands gripped your hips tightly. "Kiss her."

Your eyes met F/N's. Hers were glazed, filled with the same overwhelmed, submissive haze you felt. You leaned forward, your lips meeting hers in a soft, hesitant kiss. It was a strange intimacy, a shared surrender.

That was when they thrusted in. The simultaneous, deep, filling penetration drew a shared, broken moan from your joined mouths. The kiss deepened, becoming less hesitant and more desperate, a lifeline in the storm of sensation. They set a punishing, dominant rhythm from the start, their grips on your hips iron clad, their thrusts deep and jarring.

You held onto F/N’s waist as Jay kept shaking your body, the constant in and out motion pushing you against F/N, your thighs trembling with your previous orgasms made you search for support. F/N’s hands were on your shoulders, as you desperately kissed, her hands caressing your shoulder blades as a silent, courageous affection.

You could hear Jay and Jake moan in both directions, this was different, they were moaning because of you, because of how you kissed F/N.

"That's it," Jake grunted, his pace relentless as he drove into F/N. "Take it. You wanted attention? You've got it."

Jay's hands slid from your hips to your clit, rubbing tight, frantic circles that sent jolts of electricity through your oversensitive nerves. "You come for us again," he ordered, his breath hot on your shoulder. "You come on my cock while you're kissing her."

It was too much. The overstimulation was a fire in your veins, the edging a cruel and exquisite torture. The pleasure was so intense it crossed into agony, and the tears you'd been holding back finally spilled over, streaming down your face and mingling with F/N's as you clung to each other. You felt her body tighten around Jake, hands clutching your neck, her scream swallowed by your mouth, and it triggered your own final, cataclysmic release. Your inner walls clamped down on Jay as you sobbed through your climax, the world dissolving into a white hot blur of sensation.

Finally, blessedly, they stilled, their own groans of completion joining the heavy, panting silence. You opened your eyes to see Jake from behind F/N, and Jay locked eyes with Y/N. Jay, still inside you, moved closer and pulled F/N closer by her neck while you’re still in between them, attached to Jay’s cock. And Jake cradled your face, hearing F/N hiss as he was also still inside her.

You kissed, slow, sweet. You were leaking of their cum, squeezed between the two men with your friend, as they kissed you like they didn’t wreck your world a minute ago.

For a long moment, you only kissed. Then, with a tenderness that contrasted the previous moments, they gently laid you and F/N down after slowly pulling out. Jake fetched a warm, damp cloth and Jay a glass of water. They cleaned you both with slow, reverent strokes, wiping away your sweaty, marked bodies.

Jay pulled you against his chest, his arms wrapping around you possessively. "You're ours," he murmured into your hair, his voice soft but laced with that same underlying dominance. It wasn't a question. It was a fact, reaffirmed in the sweat slicked, tear stained aftermath.

Jake did the same with F/N, tucking her under his chin. The four of you lay tangled together in the wreckage of your sheets, the only sounds your slowing breaths. The punishment was over. The possession was complete. And in the quiet stillness, you knew, with a bon deep certainty, that you had never felt more thoroughly claimed.

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And, this could be a stretch, Jake in sleeveless BW gifs.

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