#nctsplug02

you’re sitting on the table by the front door that holds a vase and a candy bowl for guests who come and go.

jaehyun has your legs pinned to his waist as he holds onto your thighs and fucks himself into you. he throws his head back and lets out a string of curse words.

your leg slips when jaehyun lets go of it to rub your clit with his thumb. you whine and lock your legs around his waist, pulling him in closer.

“fuck,” jaehyun moans. “i’m so fucking close.” jaehyun pulls the hem of shirt up and bites down on it. he watches as his cock disappears into your pussy then looks at you—all fucked and sweaty.

“god, you’re gorgeous.” jaehyun pulls on the zipper of your sweater and chuckles when seeing you naked. “of course you aren’t wearing any shirt or bra.” you whine as he tweaks your nipples. “slut.” he slaps your breast and squeezes it afterwards.

you could feel a bead of sweat trickling down your temple as jaehyuns thrusts become more powerful. the vase next to you shakes and rumbles the same as jaehyuns thrusts. you whimper and look up at him with eyes that plead he doesn’t knock it over.

it was a wedding gift from an aunt from jaehyuns side and it was expensive. something you probably wouldn’t buy with your own money.

“baby—i’m gonna cum.” you warn jaehyun who gets greedy and rubs your clit faster, only building up your orgasm—which is what he wants.

you’re just about to cum when the door swings open. everything happens quickly; jaehyun pulls away from you, you’re trying your best to cover up, and jennie is screaming her head off while looking back and forth at you and jaehyun before running back out the door.

“oh god.” you throw your face into your palm when jaehyun scurries to the living room.

at least it wasn’t jen. she’s seen too much as is.

it was the next day and you had slightly let go of what happened yesterday. jen took hannie to the mall because her friends bailed on her and she didn’t feel like going alone.

you and jaehyun are in the living room cuddled up together watching an episode of blacklist.

then there’s a knock before the door opens slowly. you turn your head to see jennie slowly walking in with her hand over her eyes and irene walking behind her.

“y/n…it’s me! jennie!” she calls out nervously. “irene’s here too!” you giggle and stand from the couch, leaving jaehyun by himself.

“jennie, you’re fine. we’re clothed this time.” jennie splits her fingers and sees you standing in front of her with your arms crossed. irene laughs and smacks jennie on the back. “whooo!” jennie wipes her forehead and sighs. you shake your head and guide them to the kitchen.

as you’re pouring a glass of wine for the three of you, jennie clears her throat. “so,” you hum and set down the bottle of wine. “when were you gonna tell us that jaehyun is…” you raise an eyebrow. “…is…what?” you try and urge her.

“packing.” irene finishes for jennie.

“thank you!” irene pats jennie’s back and just nods.

“well,” you giggle. “i just…didn’t think it was anything to mention.” you shrug and bite your lip. “what do you mean?! all the girl talks we have about our husbands and we’ve never realized that you’ve never once mentioned jaehyun!” jennie whispers while looking over her shoulder every once in a while.

you finish your glass and sigh. “yeah, what can i say? i’m a very lucky woman.” you begin to pour more wine into your glass and jennie starts again. “don’t get me wrong, taehyung is packing too but the girth that jaehyun had?!” jennie bites her thumb and spaces out.

“tell me more, y/n. jennie called me crying yesterday so, i feel like i need to know more.” jennie leans into irene and nods.

“there’s nothing much to tell you. really. jaehyuns just got…a lot to work with.” you blush and remember the good times he’s dicked you down.

“is he like suho?” irene squints and reads your body language. “mmm no…” you try to recall the times irene had talked about suho and his dick. “no like smaller no or no like bigger no?” you tilt your head side to side and tell her it’s the second one.

irene sets down her glass. “inches?”

“eight.” you blush more.

“ooookay, pringle can or hot dog?” jennie and irene giggle.

“pringle can.” their giggles stop.

you look at their traumatized faces and nod with a smirk. “yep,” they look at each other, “that’s my man.”

after tucking hannie in, you join jaehyun in the bathroom where he’s waiting for you—butt ass naked.

“so, you don’t feel like there’s a need to mention me whenever you and the ladies talk about their man?” you laugh and start undressing yourself. “oh boy, not you too.” you whine and walk over to him, pressing a kiss on his lips.

“i’m just curious!” jaehyun defends himself and rubs your ass with his hands. “i do talk about you.” he smiles. “just…not about your dick.” he frowns.

you laugh and pull jaehyun towards the shower that’s already been going for a couple of minutes. “well, i didn’t think you’d want me to talk about your penis to my girls!”

jaehyun tilts his head side to side with an understanding frown. “i get that. you want to respect me by not sharing my dick info.”

you laugh and nod, “exactly.”

you grab your shampoo and begin washing your hair, the smell of coconut instantly fills the shower.

“so, what about my dick did you share?” you open an eye to look at him.

jaehyuns sitting on the built in bench with his arms crossed and cock semi hard.

“well, i told them the basics of it. like how you’re eight inches and girthy as fuck.” you begin to wash out the soap before feeling jaehyuns hard on pressing on your ass. “is that so?” his voice deepens and it makes your knees go weak.

“you didn’t want to tell them how i’m a show-er and not a grow-er? or how anything you do gets me up in seconds? or how i’m circumcised?” jaehyun uses his fingers to run along your pussy.

“and w—why would i tell them such detailed information that only i should know?” he pushes your hair to the side and begins kissing your neck down to your shoulders. “i want them to know what kind of man i am.”

you turn to him and fist his cock. “they know what kind of man you are when i tell them about our amazing sex life.” jaehyun gives you a drowsy smirk before kissing you and slipping a finger in you.

“fuck,” jaehyun growls and lifts up your leg. “i need to be in you so bad.” he practically moans before slipping himself in.

you roll your eyes and huff, pushing back your hair and wiping your bottom lip. “hey gorgeous,” you lean forward with a grin. “wanna grab some coffee sometime?” you look from his eyes to his lips several times.

“sure,” jaehyun copies your stance and gaze. “when?” you roll your eyes and push yourself back. “ugh, you idiot!” jaehyun laughs and falls back into his seat.

“is this how you act when you go out without me?” jaehyun shakes his head and holds his stomach. “you’re not taking this seriously, jaehyun.” you glare at the man who continues to wheeze.

“you think this is so funny, huh?” you cross your arms and snare at jaehyun. “i genuinely cannot take you seriously.” jaehyun falls forward on you and hugs your waist.

you turn your head to the entrance of the kitchen when hearing footfall. your eldest pops out with your youngest on his hips.

“what’s going on?” jaemin asks with tired eyes. “i’m sorry, honey. were we too loud?” jaemin shakes his head and yawns while sungchan lays sleepily against his chest.

it was two in the afternoon, the boys both went down for a nap after watching a few episodes of johnny test together.

you flick jaehyun on the forehead causing him to pull off you with a whine and a hand to his forehead. “i can take him, honey.” you ignore jaehyuns whines while holding your arms out to your son.

jaemin shuffles toward you and hands sungchan off to you. the boy instantly clings on to you and shivers.

“what were you and dad yapping about?” jaemin asks, pulling out the chair in next to yours and rubbing his eyes.

jaehyun giggles and leans his head on your shoulder. “i just wanted to see how your dad would react if i was a random women hitting on him,” you side eye the man who sits with a wide grin. “and clearly your dad likes flirting with random ladies.”

“i can never see you as another women even if you were just acting. i’ll always see you as my beautiful wife.” jaehyun presses a kiss on your shoulder.

you tsk and shrug him off.

“you guys are gross.” jaemin chuckles and yawns.

“is this…what you do wh—when a women flirts…with you?” you say in between pants.

your husband holding your hips as you grind down and shake with pleasure. jaehyuns balls deep inside you, his face twisting with pleasure as he fights the urge to fuck up into you.

you still weren’t over the way how jaehyun acted when you flirted with him as another women.

you gave jaehyun the cold shoulder and a snotty attitude all day until now, it was late into the night and jaehyun had pounced on you the second you entered the bedroom.

“you’re gonna let a women—oh, my god.” you gasp and roll your eyes back when jaehyun presses down on your clit.

jaehyun flips you so that you’re under him. “fuck, you’re killing me, baby.” jaehyun groans while kissing down your neck.

you whine when his cock slightly leaves you. you lock your legs around jaehyuns hips and attempt to pull him down but he just chuckles at you.

“you’re so needy, baby.” jaehyun pulls out fully and fists his cock, he was angry red and rock solid.

playfully, jaehyun slaps his length on your folds and that earns him a whine from you.

you clench around nothing and begin to grow frustrated. “jaehyun—baby, please fuck me.” you grab your hair in frustration and shut your eyes.

jaehyun grinds his tip on your clit causing your hips to chase his cock. “please, fuck me. please, baby.” you give him your biggest puppy eyes. “please?”

“aww,” jaehyun frowns and giggles, his biceps flexing as he fights the urge to ram his cock into your pussy. “god, you sound so cute begging me to fuck you.” you let out the slightest gasp when feeling jaehyun dip the tip of his cock into you.

“want me to fuck you, baby?” you nod with your jaw dropped. “i’m gonna fuck you so good, baby.” jaehyun groans into the crook of your neck. “oh god—please, baby.” you dig your nails into his back muscles.

jaehyun teases you by dipping his tip into your cunt before quickly pulling away.

as seconds pass, your pussy grows more wet as he repeatedly teases you by ever so slightly dipping the tip of his cock into you.

you swore it felt like hours of jaehyuns teasing. “urgh, just hurry up and fuck me!” you groan and yank on his locks. “geez, babe.” jaehyun chuckles as his head is yanked back.

jaehyun rolls his head and sighs. “please, jae—“ your cries are silenced when he slams his hips into yours.

“oh, my god.” you let out a shaky sigh of relief.

“mhm, baby. there we go.” jaehyun says, holding himself up as he slowly fucks his hips into yours. “you feel better, baby?” he meets your eyes and smiles, showing you his pearly whites.

“i feel…” you can’t even breathe in a straight pattern, just hiccups. “so full—so filled!” jaehyun chuckles at your words. “that’s good to hear, baby.”

you lock your legs around jaehyuns hips and pull him closer. jaehyun doesn’t even bother to resist, he’s right where he wants to be.

buried in your pussy and fucking you at a slow pace that has you moaning and biting down on his shoulder.

you’re too focused on jaehyuns cock sliding in and out of your pussy to feel his nails digging in your hips while chasing his orgasm.

“i ignore women who try to flirt with me.” your moaning quiets down, you’re caught off guard when jaehyun says this out of the blue.

then you remember…the scenario from this morning—the whole scenario that led to this!

“believe me when i say that, y/n.” you wince when jaehyun sucks both hungrily and angrily on your shoulder. “i’m a loyal man, y/n. don’t forget that.” he says, pulling away to see the dark hickey he’s made on your shoulder.

“y-yes, jaehyun.” you nod and scrunch your face when feeling jaehyun begin to make another hickey on you but behind your ear this time.

while this continues on, jaehyun has a thumb rubbing your clit and a hand over your mouth. it’s like you’d forgotten that you guys aren’t young adolescents anymore but instead adults with two children who are sound asleep in a few rooms down.

finally, your orgasm hits you and it has your legs spazzing. jaehyun removes his hand from your clit and slaps it on your hips. he picks up his pace and begins chasing his climax.

as sensitive as you are, it just makes it better for jaehyun to finish quicker. which he does a few seconds after you.

the two of you lay quietly in bed after cumming together.

“do you still think i flirt back with random people?” you giggle at jaehyuns question. “no, baby.” he mumbles a quick, ‘good’ and sighs.

“but i do think you let people flirt with you—“ you can barely finish before jaehyun sits up and flips you on your stomach. “—oookay, and we’re back to square one!” you giggle as jaehyun lifts your hips.

“wha—oh.“ you let out a soft moan when feeling the already hard tip smear against your lips. “ooohhh.” you let out an extend moan when feeling jaehyun push himself in without hesitation.

you had two more orgasms that night and several creampies! in the end, it was a silly argument and you knew jaehyun was a faithful man. you simply just like to test his patience!

AN| heyyyy…hey…how yall doin…🤭 sooo, im just gonna leave this here and go back to hibernation! 😝

“well,” you sigh and blow out the melted down candle stick. “that’s night three.” the finish your fourth glass and refresh johnnys location status.

seeing that johnny’s location marks that he’s still in the office building, you shut your phone off with a big sigh and march upstairs.

johnny impatiently taps the steering wheel as he’s stuck at the longest red light. “oh my god,” he looks at his watch and rolls his eyes. “i swear it’s been two years since this light has turned red on me!”

the time is now 12:46AM, johnny was meant to leave the office 16 minutes ago but was stuck in a google meet with some other company in a different time zone.

“thank fuck!” johnny slams on his gas as soon as the light turns green.

johnny felt horrible, he knew it was the third time this week that he came home late. johnny had a two week streak of not coming home late because before the two week streak, it would be daily of him coming home late!

you and johnny have only been together for several months. you aren’t used to dating a ceo who’s at his company for 15 hours! but to be fair, johnny’s in his mid thirties while you’re in your early twenties, he’s got his whole future already worked out while you’re just beginning to plan yours!

johnny decides he’s gonna risk it and runs all the red lights. anything to get to you quicker, is all he thinks.

finally, at 1:27AM, johnny arrives home. he sees his cold plate and glass of wine sitting on the dining table and feels his heart ache.

“fuck,” johnny whispers and drops his blazer and bag.

johnny makes his way upstairs to see you sound asleep in his bed. you’re on your side and you have his blanket tucked between your legs and under your chin while snoring quietly.

johnny unbuttons his button up and slides into bed. he turns his lamp on then gently pulls the blanket from between yourself and wakes you up.

“hm?” you barely sit up on your elbow and rub your eye while squinting at johnny.

“hi baby.” johnny tilts his head and reaches to rub your cheek. “hi,” you whisper back, still rubbing your eye and adjusting to the dim lamp light.

there’s silence until you ask about the time. “it’s 1:30AM right now.” johnny responds with a faint smile. “oh.” is all you say.

“yeah, i’m so sorry, baby. i was stuck in this meeting with this other CEO who lives in a different time zone and since he’s older and has ran a business longer than i have, he got to choose when we held our meeting.” johnny rambles.

you giggle and sigh. “you’re fine, johnny. i promise.” he shakes his head. “third time this week, y/n. that’s so unfair to you.” you sit up and grab his hand. “it’s fine. really.” johnny gives you an unsure grin. “just join me in my snooze fest.” he chuckles and rubs the back of your hand.

“i was actually thinking,” you hum while johnny finds his words. “since i’ve been a terrible boyfriend,” you tsk and laugh at him. “i should be a better boyfriend by eating your pussy to make up for all my wrong doings.”

you look into johnnys eyes and it’s just filled with sympathy and hunger.

“is that so?” johnny nods quickly and bites down on his bottom lip. you look down when feeling johnnys hand slither up your thigh.

“well, i’m not wearing panties right now.” johnnys eyebrows perks up. “nor have i showered before bed.” his eyebrows drop.

you gasp when being pulled and having johnny hovering above you. “you know damn well that i never care if you’ve showered or not.” you blush and bite your lip. “i like my pussy to be marinated.”

“johnny!” you shriek and clamp your legs closed.

“what!” johnny laughs and reopens your legs. “can’t a man be honest?” he lifts your nightgown and lays on his belly. “i mean—“ you’re cut off with your own moan as johnny attaches his mouth on your pussy.

“oh god,” you moan out while resting your legs on johnnys shoulders and biting down on your balled up fist.

johnnys tongue slithers along your slit while doing circles on your clit. the tip of his tongue ever so dipping into your hole and lapping up all of your juice.

you don’t even notice but johnny writes out your name with his tongue on your clit. even though you didn’t notice that, you did notice how an orgasm hit you at the end of his spelling.

you gasp and pull on johnnys locks which earns you a humming moan. you bite hard on your lip as you try to resist the spazzing from your orgasm but you can’t, johnny keeps going. his arms are tucked under your thighs to keep you from squirming and any time you try, he keeps a firm grip and pulls you closer.

as your orgasm whines down, johnny removes your hold from his locks and places a hand on your breast. kneading it while he laps of your sweet juice.

johnny sits up and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. “you’re so fucking sweet. i hope you know that.” you shyly giggle when hearing the compliment.

“fuck,” you look down when seeing johnny pull on his hard on. “look what you’re sweet pussy has done to me, y/n.” your jaw slightly drops as you take a deep breath—johnny was huge, he’s roughly an 8.5 incher!

johnnys hand finds his belt, “you gonna help me with this, baby?” you nod, too busy looking at him tussling with his belt one handedly to see the hungry gaze he had. “whatever you want, baby.” johnny pushes down his pants and does the same to you—now, you’re on your back with your legs spread open.

he sits next to you but facing you directly. johnnys pretty face is a distraction from his fingers teasing your hole. “i’m sorry for being a shit boyfriend.” you gasp when a finger slowly slips in. “n—not a shit boyfriend…you’re j—just a busy man.”

you moan as johnny starts to finger you. “i love you, y/n.” he twists his finger and picks up the pace. “i love you more, johnny.” your hips buck at the pleasuring feeling while soft moans leave your lips.

then everything comes to a stop. you whine and look up at johnny who’s staring down at you. “j—johnny, why?” you’re then silenced when feeling another finger being added. “why what, baby?” he hums and giggles when seeing you shut your eyes and moan.

johnnys two fingers curling inside you while his other hand rubs your clit. you’re moaning and begging him to stop because you’re too sensitive but really, you want another orgasm.

as you’re reaching for your next orgasm, johnny all of a sudden just stops.

“have i ever told you how sexy your orgasm face is?” johnny is positioning himself to align with your hole. his tip rubbing the slightest against your lips, giving you the tiniest tease as you whine and beg for him to just fuck you right there and now.

“you’re so beautiful, y/n.” johnny grabs your breast once more to distract you from his tip entering you. “and i am the luckiest man to have you.” he bottoms you out.

you grab johnny by the shoulders and pull him onto you. his hips waste no time by picking up the perfect pace that has you moaning in his ears about how he’s perfect, the one for you, amazing at pleasing you, and so many more comments that have him blushing.

you wouldn’t mind this as an apology if johnny came home late everyday. shit, you’d rather him come home late everyday if this is how he plans to make up every time!

AN| hey loves! i’m trying to be more active here, i miss interacting with everyone and writing all my freaky thoughts on this blog. there are many reasons to why i left so suddenly which i shall not share but one of them being that i lost the motivation. i fell into this hole of depression which will also not be shared why, but that is apart of why i lost motivation to write. but not to worry because i’ve been bettering myself!! and no need to fear, me and sneakylink are still together! so, technically mommy & daddy are back! thank you all for the kind welcomings, it warms my heart to read all of them.

tonight, junkook hosted a get together with his friends. he said you were more than welcome to join since you were home and had no plans for the night.

obviously you aren’t passing up on free food and free alcohol!

you dolled yourself up and threw on this cute pastel yellow sundress jaehyun had bought for you. it was hot and super sunny so it was the perfect day to wear this dress out.

as you made your way outside to the deck, you scanned around and saw jaehyun sitting with an open can of beer, laughing hysterically, all while a lady you didn’t recognize was sitting next to him.

oh. that’s strange considering you and him have been hooking up on the down low.

so now you’re sitting on the opposite side of the deck from him, legs and arms crossed while your fingers tap the can in your hand.

your eyes pierce through jaehyuns skull as he sits there laughing with his friends and your brother. his date being ignored by him as she looks down on her phone in a bored manner.

tsk, of course he would do this—i mean, not that you ever expected this from him but it was time. you weren’t ready to be official because you were scared your brother would rip his head off, so you held off on that.

and not to mention—you’re two years younger than him! of course your age would draw him away, he needs someone his age or older.

you snap out of your thoughts of overthinking.

now jaehyuns staring at you. he’s got a cheeky grin before he downs the rest of what’s in his can.

“alrighty, one steak done.” yugeom transfer the steak to the cutting board where mingyu is waiting with a cleaver in hand. “that shit looks burnt, bro.” mingyu cuts down the middle. “my bad, i underestimated your skills.” it was perfect—medium, with some pink in the middle.

junkook walks over to them and steals a piece. “this is perfect. i don’t know what you’re on about, ming.” yugeom pulls off another steak from the grill and adds it to the cutting board.

“hey guys, is it too late to say i like my steak well done?” they turn to see jaehyuns date.

they look down at the steak in between the tongs. “nah, we can make an exception.” yugeom tosses the steak back onto the grill.

she whispers an apology to jaehyun and they share a laugh while he reassures her. you fight the urge to roll your eyes out of jealousy and bite your tongue.

you sigh and stand up causing eyes on you. “anyone need A1 sauce?” you ask and tap your can. “that’d be great, y/n. thank you.” junkook smiles and steals another piece of meat.

“okay, chillax on the steak.” bambam smacks his hand and scolds him.

“i bought the steak!” junkook whines.

“you did not—you bought the chicken wings!” they go back and forth not realizing jaehyun had slipped away with you.

you had closed yourself in the pantry, angrily texting your best friend about jaehyun bringing a date.

you quickly turn when hearing the door swing open. “jaehyun—?” he covers your mouth and shuts the door.

“you look so fucking amazing, baby.” jaehyun purrs in your ear and gropes your ass. “no!” you push him away from you.

jaehyun looks offended, “what’s wrong?” he steps closer to you and you back up. “jaehyun you have a date out there!” you yell in a hushed tone.

“oh, emma? yeah, your brother set me up with her. she’s a friend of winter.”

winter is your brothers girlfriend of two years. after being the biggest whore ever, she was able to make him settle down.

you scoff at his casualness. “well, go get back to her! she’s probably waiting awkwardly with those idiots outside.” you cross your arms and form a pout on your lips.

“but i wanna be with you, baby.” he cups your face and you can’t fight but melt in his touch. “you look so good in your dress i bought you. the color looks banging on you.” you giggle and kiss his palm. “i think this is your color—one hundred percent.”

jaehyun leans in and kisses you. your lips instantly melt into his. the two of you go at it—his hands roaming your body while yours stay locked around his neck.

“fuck,” he moans and presses his hard on against you.

you smile, knowing you caused that.

“touch it, baby.” jaehyun whispers. “please,” he practically whines. “touch it, please.”

you’re still filled with anger. how could he bring her here? why couldn’t he have just came by himself?

“no,” jaehyun squeezes your ass. “jaehyun…please go back to your date.” he drops his head against yours and rolls his hips so you can feel his hard on pulsing.

“one touch and i’ll go back out.” you play with the strings of his shorts. “please, y/n. just one touch.” he’s practically out of breath just from begging. “one touch.” he pleads once more.

finally, you lay your palm on his cock. jaehyun groans and shuts himself up by pressing his lips against your forehead.

“fuck,” jaehyun backs you into the shelves and groans in your ear. “oh, fuck.”

you don’t even think before undoing his strings and pulling his shorts down. his cock springs free and your hands instantly fist him.

jaehyun locks his knees and firmly grips the shelf when feeling you lick his tip. “y/n, please don’t be such a tease—“ you shut him up by taking him in.

your saliva coats his thick long cock. your eyes sting when his tip hits the back on your throat. “god,” jaehyun groans when feeling your throat close in on his tip.

you pull off his cock and catch your breath. your hands stroking his cock while you bring your big doe eyes up to his.

“i love your eyes, y/n.” they crinkle into a crescent moon shape, “they’re so beautiful and innocent.” a giggle escapes your lips.

you tap his red tip on your tongue before wrapping your mouth around him once again.

“y’know what this reminds me of?” you hum while swirling your tongue around his tip. “reminds me of the first night we ever fucked.”

your heart races at that memory.

jaehyun and mingyu was sleeping over. it was you, jaehyun, junkook, and mingyu all in the movie room when you had left to get more popcorn. you’d previously asked junkook to but he was too into the movie to where he sent jaehyun with you instead. after a whole day of back and forth flirting, you kissed jaehyun. which led to you dragging him to the pantry and more kissing, lots of touching, then a quickie.

now you were practically drooling but it’s just how jaehyun liked it—messy.

you moan and shut your eyes. your hand stokes his cock while you also suck. your eyes sting and well up when his tip repeatedly hits the back of your throat.

you should be used to his size by now with how many blowjobs you’ve given him, but you just aren’t.

you gag and pull off, gasping for air and then spitting the left over saliva onto his cock. you stroke the saliva onto his cock and begin sucking once again.

“fuck,” jaehyuns hand drops on your head. he adjusts his stance and stands more apart, his hands gather your hair in a pony and your hands drop in your lap.

instead of jaehyun warning you about how close he is to cumming, he gathers your hair up and face fucks you.

jaehyun bites down on his bottom lip and begins thrusting his cock down your throat. his head barely tips back when feeling overwhelmed with pleasure. his eyes are locked on you while you take his cock so beautifully.

maybe it’s been a minute since you’ve given him a blowjob because you’re drooling on the ground with your nails now digging into his thighs. your nose is flared while you struggle to take in air.

“fuck,” jaehyun exhales. “i—i’m gonna cum!” he hunches forward and releases his load down your throat. you gag and roll your eyes back while his load shoots down your throat.

“swallow it all for me, baby.” jaehyun rubs your cheeks.

jaehyun pulls his now semi soft cock from your mouth and lets go of your hair. he breaks the strings of your saliva from your mouth attached to his saliva coated cock.

“wow.” your breathing is out of control and so is his.

jaehyun helps you up and wipes the bottom of your lip. “thank you.” he whispers and plants a kiss on your sweaty forehead.

behind you, jaehyun grabs the A1 sauce and smiles down at you. “got it!” you fix your hair and then re-tie the strings to his shorts.

“one more kiss and then let’s go back before they notice.” jaehyun gives you one more kiss on the lips as you giggle. “i’m pretty positive they already noticed.”

the both of you walk back to the deck, jaehyun allows you to exit first then himself before sliding the door shut.

“fucking finally!” bambam snatches the A1 sauce from jaehyun. “took like twenty minutes to get this little thing!”

“okay, it took like five minutes—barely.” you roll your eyes and sit back down in your chair.

“were you guys fucking or something?” yugeom earns a smack from junkook. “hey, that’s my sister, alright?” he turns to yugeom and grips his shoulders. “remember, he also has emma here.” junkook whispers and looks back at jaehyun opening another can for him and emma.

jaehyun clears his throat and pinches his red ears. “no, uhhh, one was expired so we had to find another one or else we would’ve had to run to the store real quick.”

you smile at his quick excuse and he throws a wink at you.

“well, let’s eat, guys!” junkook says passing you a plate.

“okay, i’m gonna go set up the karaoke machine before i get more drunk.” you sigh and stand up from your chair.

“i can help—?” jaehyun is declined by emma. “it’s okay, i’m more than happy to help y/n out!” emma quickly stands and follows you inside.

you guide her to the third level of the house and begin finding the karaoke machine.

“we haven’t really used the karaoke machine in a while so hopefully i remember where we last put it.” emma hums.

there’s a deafening silence between the two of you before she strikes a question.

“is there…anything going on between you and jaehyun?” you pause, “why do you ask?” you continue looking and finally find it. “well, it just seems like there is something going on between the two of you. and i really like jaehyun,” you roll your eyes, it’s been three fucking days.

you begin setting up the machine and emma continues. “jaehyun just isn’t acting like himself and…i think you’re why he isn’t acting the way he usually does.”

“i’ve known jaehyun for almost a decade. this is his normal behavior, especially when he’s comfortable. what, this is your…second date?” emma nods. “well, believe me when i say that i don’t have anything towards him. not a single feeling towards that man.”

emma giggles and nods. “okay, i believe you.”

“jaehyun is all yours—as a matter of fact, i’m actually talking to someone.” emma gasps and asks for details. “he’s…he’s tall. a—and he’s got great humor! he’s a pretty big slut on his campus so hopefully i can lock him down!”

“hmm, who is this man?” you roll your eyes, why is she so into details! “uhhh, john…ny—johnny suh! yep, johnny suh.” emma then says how she doesn’t know of him.

emma lets out a sigh of relief, “well, i’m so thankful that there’s nothing going on between the two of you. that would suck since you’re so out of his league—no offense!”

“oh wow,” you scoff. “none taken.”

“ladiesssss,” the group starts trickling in with armfuls of alcohol. “how’s the machine coming?” they all find their places on the couches and chairs.

“i just had to put new batteries in,” you toss a microphone to eunwoo—who’s joined the party extra late! “since you came late, test it out for us?” you tilt your head and stick your tongue out at him as he protests.

as eunwoo puts a song on, he starts singing and everyone starts passing around shots.

you stand up and walk away from the party, you wanted to turn the party lights on but the remote for the light switch was sitting on the fireplace.

“ahem,” you turn and see jaehyun behind you. “y/n.” you look over at emma to see her staring. “oh, look! she’s over there!” you say loudly and point to emma.

jaehyun can’t even say anything before you shove him emma’s way.

“there you are!” emma coos and pulls him in. “where have you been?”

you sigh and continue finding the remote.

“text me later?” jaehyun sighs and rubs the back of his neck. “look, emma, you’re a great girl but,” emma scoffs and crosses her arms. “i’m sorry.” jaehyun can’t help but feel guilty for everything.

texting her for three days straight, inviting her over to his friends get-together, and now dumping her.

“yeah, just save it, jaehyun.” jaehyun looks at emma who has furry in her eyes. “there’s something going on between you and y/n—i know it.” jaehyun can’t say anything. “she’s off limits and you know that.”

there’s silence until emma can’t handle it. “you’re unbelievable, have a great life fucking your best friends little sister behind his back!” she storms off and jaehyun can’t help but feel relieved.

“well, she’s not wrong.” jaehyun is startled when he hears you and jumps around to see you with your hands behind your back.

“geez, y/n. did you hear that whole thing?” you nod and sigh. “i hope that’s not a crime.”

jaehyun chuckles, “no, silly.”

silence falls once more but this time, it’s between you and jaehyun.

“well, do you care to join me in the shower?” jaehyun shakes his head, “i can’t.” you’re confused and walk over to him. “why not? you never skip out on that offer.”

“y/n, i think emma’s right.” you squint in confusion and ask what he means by that. “we’re…sneaking around behind your brothers back, he’s my best friend, i can’t do that to him.”

you grab jaehyuns hand, “well, i’ll tell him we’re in love!” a smile forms on jaehyuns lips until a question knocks it right off.

“i’m sorry, who the fuck is in love?” you both turn to see junkook standing a couple of feet away with an angry yet confused expression.

“i am so dead.” jaehyun mumbles and squeezes your hand. “y’know what! umm, i had a great relationship with you, y/n—this went on for about a…year or so!”

junkook sputters, “a year?!”

jaehyun chuckles nervously, “so i’ll catch ya later if my head isn’t on a stake—buh bye and i love you!” a rough peck on your lips before jaehyun scurries off is what you get.

“sooo, we need to talk…” you laugh and walk over to junkook who’s tense and frozen.

ding dong!

you rush over to your door to see your brother in his costume. “hey!” junkook walks in and gives you a hug.

“hi—um, what are you?” you try to figure out his costume but can’t. “oh, i’m myself.” you scoff and laugh. “yeah, you carry around a long stick with a fake bloody head.”

junkook teasingly shoves the fake head into your face and earns a smack from you. “it’s not just any head.”

“hey, babe? have you seen my—dear god!” jaehyun is naked with a towel around his waist. “is that supposed to be my head?!”

junkook laughs, “see, it’s not just any head.”

johnnys hips buck causing his tip to slide deeper down your throat. it triggers your reflexes which make you choke around him.

the sudden bump causing your glasses to fall to the tip of your nose. quickly, you use your hand to push it up before focusing back on johnny.

“through your nose, baby—fuck, that’s it!” johnny holds you in place and lets out a string full of moans and groans.

“ooohhh, i’m gonna cum, princess.” johnny groans with his head tossed back, atoms apple bobbing, eyes rolling back, and abs tightening.

you can’t choose which to focus on—johnnys cock throbbing down your throat or your oxygen running out?

your nails dig into johnnys thigh and your palm meets his thigh repeatedly.

johnny releases you and you fling up, quickly gasping for all the air you could. “j—john—johnny—?” your jaw slacks even more when feeling ribbons of thick substances land on your face.

“oh, fuck—baby,” johnny gasps and reaches out for you but you’re in utter shock. “fuck, baby.” johnny strokes himself by the base.

johnny recovers quickly and finds you still with your face painted in his cum. he breaks out into a laughing fit and cradles you.

“i’m so sorry, my love.” johnny cups your face and gently pushes all of your stray hairs away from your face. “was i being too rough?” you shut your eyes and listen as johnny frantically yank tissues from the tissue box sitting on the coffee table.

“did i hurt you?” johnny begins to gently wipe your face with the tissues. “you did so good, princess.” you melt when feeling a pair of lips being pressed on your forehead.

johnny cups your face and gives you a kiss on your lips. “talk to me, princess.” you open your eyes and stare in his eyes.

you swore you could see deeply into his soul.

you and johnny sit in silence for a few minutes. “you’re so beautiful.” he finally breaks the silence with a fat grin on his face. “absolutely stunning.”

“are you okay, baby?” johnny kisses your forehead and pulls away to see you. “i’m okay, i promise.” you grasp his hand and give him a reassuring smile.

johnny pulls you onto his lap and rubs your knees. “do your knees hurt?” you shake your head. “are you sure?” you nod but your red knees say otherwise.

johnny pulls you in for a kiss and slowly switches the two of you until you’re under him. you giggle and break the kiss when feeling johnnys dick poke you.

“i’m sorry,” you put a hand on johnnys chest and look down; he’s still rock hard.

you raise your eyes back to johnnys and shiver, his eyes are dark and hungry. “h—hi.” he giggles and pushes up your glasses. “hi, pretty.”

“you ready for my cock, pretty girl?” you bite your lip and nod. “use your words, baby.” you shudder, feeling johnny tease your entrance with his tip.

“yes sir.” your breath hitches.

you look down, watching as johnny teases your cunt. growing impatient because he hasn’t done a single thing yet.

“please, johnny.” you beg with your hands squeezing his biceps. “please.”

johnny smiles, “anything for you, my pretty girl.” he whispers and flicks your clit once more with his tip. “happy valentine’s day to us, baby.”

“oh, fuck.” you moan out, feeling johnny fill you up within seconds.

with the dress code being white—you wore this satin pearl dress, paired with these ballerina white heels and gold accessories! jaehyun wore an all white suit with his hair gelled back and a gold watch.

“and we’re finished!” you look up from your magazine and gasp. “oh em gee—this hair is to die for with this dress!” your stylist giggles and messes with the loose strands of your messy bun.

“urgh,” you roll your eyes and turn back to him. “the makeup! the hair! you literally are the best ever!” he squeals and helps you out of the chair.

jaehyun walks in with his hands deep in his pockets. “wow,” his lip is caught between his pearly white teeth. “i was curious on what all the squealing was about and now i know why.”

you’re pulled closer to jaehyun and he can’t help but twirl you into a hug. “mariano, you do an amazing job every single time. it’s nice to know my money is going to someone who does their job correctly.” your stylist thanks jaehyun while packing up his things.

“jen just got here,” jaehyun guides you out the guest bathroom. “and our limo is ten minutes out.” he opens the door to your shared bedroom and quickly but quietly shuts it.

you’re giggling as his hands explore your body. “jaehyun,” you tilt your chin back and let his lips kiss up and down your neck. “y—you said our limo will be here i—in ten.”

slowly your dress is being scrunched up above your hips. “uh huh,” jaehyun hums and finds the waistbands of your panties. “we can have a little fun within ten minutes.”

“b—but we still have to say bye t—to hannie and m—minho.” your panties are pushed down and a hand cups your pussy. “we’ll have time, baby.” you whine in a needy and desperate manner when feeling jaehyun slip two fingers inside you.

you and jaehyun arrive to where the party is being held and it’s a gorgeous decked out building, roughly about 13 stories high.

of course, there was another quickie held in the back of the limo. jaehyun just couldn’t resist when seeing your ass in his face while climbing in.

while walking inside, you and jaehyun are greeted by many people from different companies.

mark walks over to you and jaehyun with jisung clinging close to him. “hey,” you giggle while looking at the flushed boy next to mark. “what’s up with him?” you and jaehyun look at mark.

“he’s drunk off of two glasses of champagne.” jisung stands tall and fixes his tie. “okay—i’m not drunk!” he then shrinks and pouts his lips. “t—the…” he sighs, “the champagne is really strong.”

you’re pulled away from the group by a senior, Choi Minho.

“jeong y/n!” minho and others cheer while pulling you into the center. “hey guys,” you nervously chuckle while trying to see who’s all around you.

there’s Choi Minho, Choi Siwon, Shindong, IU, Kim Jiseok, Jung Woosung, Kim Taehyung, and Kim Soohyun.

“what’s with the informality? we’re your seniors, y/n!” shindong demands for you to try again.

“i’m sorry,” you bite your lip. “hello everyone. i’m so glad to be able to see you all again!” siwon and shindong then praise you for retrying.

you collect a glass of champagne off the waiters tray and thank them. as you’re about to take a sip, shindong pats your back causing you to almost spill your champagne.

“oh geez!” you turn and see that shindong is laughing at you. “calm down, y/n! it’s just your favorite person ever…me!” he laughs again.

you awkwardly look around for your husband only to not find him. dammit, if only you didn’t walk away from jaehyun to find yeji and ningning.

“look,” you take in a deep breath and give a big smile to shindong. “i just wanted to apologize for earlier. i didn’t want you being informal to your seniors—especially since you’re nowhere near being a senior.”

he’s slurring his words and you swear he’s spit at least twice.

“oh snap,” shindong has a serious face when the song changes.

‘BTBT by B.I and Soulja Boy’ starts playing.

“cmon, y/n. we’ve got to dance to this.” his fingers usher you towards him but you shake your head. “i’m not really a dancer.”

shindong groans and steps closer to you. “i’ve seen you dance before, stop making up excuses!” you’re still declining when he grabs you by the wrist and drags you to where everyone else is dancing.

he’s rolling his hips and singing along the song. you stand there awkwardly and watch as shindong dances in a circle round you.

somebody help, for the love of god.

you can only pray that somebody around can sense your thoughts and unfortunately nobody does.

“dance, y/n—dance!” shindong grabs your hips and sways them with his. “don’t make me help you.” he says that as if he already wasn’t.

“no—shindong, i’m really okay. really.” he ignores your pleads. “you’re drunk—“ shindong sneers, “i’m not drunk. don’t ever tell me what i am and i am not. i am your senior—!”

jaehyun shoves shindong and grabs you. “are you okay?” you’re shaking but you still nod your head.

“jeong jaehyun, you—! what the hell was that for?” everyone is staring but jaehyun doesn’t care.

“i’m gonna say this once and once only, don’t you dare lay a finger on my wife. as a matter of fact, don’t even look her way.” jaehyun was angry and you could see it in his eyes.

not another word and he’s hauling you out of the building with a gentle grip around your wrist.

he’s so angry but doesn’t have a single thought about hurting you or being angry at you.

once in the limo, jaehyun doesn’t care to buckle himself in. he’s in front of you, on his knees and examining you with worried eyes. “he didn’t hurt you did he?” you can only shake your head at his question.

it’s pure silence and it’s killing you.

“i’m sorry.” jaehyun scoots closer to your legs and kisses the back of your hand. “you have nothing to apologize for.”

“there’s just,” you sigh and get all teary eyed. “there’s gonna be a huge scandal now.” jaehyun scoffs, “honey, i don’t care about that. it’s not gonna affect our reputation in any way—it’ll only affect shindongs.”

he continues to reassure you about having nothing to worry about.

“i promise, if there’s a scandal about what happened, i will hold a press conference and tell truth about what happened. you wouldn’t even have to say a thing, i’ll speak on your behalf.”

the ride back home was filled with jaehyun blaming himself for leaving you unattended. he criticized himself for not taking action faster when he saw shindong approaching you.

“didn’t wanna use the elevator tonight?” your hands softly pat marks back and head. “it’s been such a long day and.. i really.. really needed to see you.” mark sighs heavily.

you pinch his red ears and smooth the shell. “i’ll reheat dinner and we can talk about how today was while we eat, yeah?”

mark pulls away from you and rubs his eyes. “i know— i’m sorry, baby. i wasn’t home for dinner.” you shake your head and kick the door shut with your foot, the top lock locks instantly.

“that’s alright, baby.” you cup marks face and you kiss his lips. “wanna take a shower instead? you’re kind of stinky.” you say with a giggle.

mark follows your giggle and groans. “i’d love to and i really don’t want to be a pain in the ass but.. i’m really sore and..” mark sighs and rubs his face.

“yes, mark. i can help wash you, that’s fine. you’ve been at practice for over twelve hours, you deserve a break and some caretaking.” you take his hand and drag him to the bathroom.

you don’t bother closing the door since it was just you and mark who lived in the small penthouse.

you undress mark who vents to you about his day, telling you how he barely took breaks because he didn’t want to mess up for their performances.

“okay, go in the shower first. i’m gonna grab some to towels and i’ll join you in a second.” you push mark towards the running shower but the butt naked man watches as you leave and come back with a stack of towels.

“mark,” you whine when seeing him just standing there . “you were supposed to go in the shower and soak up first.” you set the stack of towels on the toilet lid.

“i know,” mark bites his lip and places a hand on the door handle. “just wanted to wait for you.” he whispers and enters the shower.

you shake your head and undress yourself before joining mark in the hot, steaming shower.

“mm, the water feels amazing.” you shut your eyes and sigh. “you mind if i turn the water a bit colder?” you open your eyes to see mark already holding the faucet. “whatever helps you relax, baby.”

you let out a little gasp when the water turns icy cold. “geez,” you mumble, looking down when feeling your nipples grow crazy hard.

“sorry, babe.” mark holds your waist and rubs little circles on your soft skin.

you grab your navy blue loofa and squirt some watermelon body wash onto it, fluffing it up and turning to mark.

“you’ve been working so hard, markie.” you turn him around and scrub the loofa on his back. “i’m so proud of you, markie.” you then scrub his shoulders, a moan exhales from marks throat. “you’re a bit tight there, mark. i’ll give you a massage when we get out.” mark rolls his neck and sighs.

you turn him around and begin to rub the loofa on his chest. “you’re smelling a lot better than before.” you giggle and watch as he inhales the watermelon scent with a giggle.

you move down to his abs, lubing his body with the scented bubbles. “oh,” you stop when seeing how hard mark was.

you look up at mark who bites his lip and flexes his abs making his cock twitch and nudge your arm.

“should i wash this too?” you move the loofa down to his cock. “oh, fuck.” mark gasps and jerks, quickly grabbing your hand and looking down at you.

you bite your lip and grin. “may i?” mark takes in your puppy eyes and nods. you drop the loofa and grab mark by the base.

“you’re so hard.” you whisper, jerking him off and washing away the bubbles. “geez, y/n.” mark groans as you take him in your mouth.

you circle your tongue around his tip and tease his tiny slit. you moan around him as the tip of your tongue massages right under his head.

“ooh, fuck.” mark pants, placing a hand on your head and forcing himself to stop himself before he gets out of hand.

you drop your hands and look up at mark, softly nodding and allowing him to fuck your face. you shut your eyes while mark forces his cock down your throat.

your throat tightens around mark and he moans loudly. his noises bouncing off the tight shower walls. “fuck, y/n. f—fuck!” mark pants and groans, hugging your head and keeping his stuttering hips in place.

marks cum shooting down your throat while you choke and slap his thigh. “just a little bit more, baby.” mark mutters, bucking his hips as if your nose wasn’t already touching his abdomen.

marks tip tickling the back of your throat causing you to gag. your eyes water and tears slip past your cheeks.

you gasp and fall on your ass when mark releases you. you wipe the drool from your chin and attempt to catch your breath. globs of tears slip down your cheeks and the shower quickly washes them away.

“i’m sorry, baby.” mark helps you up and hugs your body against his. “i got a bit outta control.” mark presses a few kisses on your shoulder and jaw.

“that’s okay,” you pinch his ears and rub his jaw. “you feelin’ better?” mark looks up at you. “a little bit. but,” you raise an eyebrow. “but?” you question.

instead of answering, mark pins you against the wall and lifts your leg. he pins your thigh to his hips and slips his fingers into you.

“oh, fuck.” you gasp, dropping your head and letting your knees buckle. mark catches you and rests his forehead against yours, droplets fall from his nose and strands of hair.

“try and stay up for me, gorgeous.” mark mutters with a smirk.

it was torture, mark fingering you while telling you to not cum yet. his thumb rubbing your clit while he fingers push past your gummy walls. his fingers curling and brushing your g-spot.

“hold on, baby.” mark grunts as he grabs his dick and holds it against your entrance. “mark, please hurry!” you whine desperately.

“you’re so eager,” mark chuckles. “it’s pathetic.” he scoffs and pushes himself into you.

you dig your nails into his shoulders as mark brings you to your tip-toes. mark squeezes your thigh and moans as you tighten around him.

mark fucks you quickly.

his hips smacking against yours roughly, his vocals kicking in and mixing with yours. the sounds of skin smacking against skin echos in the small shower.

“oh, mark.” you moan, pulling him closer so that his chest is pressed against yours. “i’m gonna cum, mark.” you gasp as mark rolls his hips and pushes himself deeper inside you.

you hug mark tightly as you cream all over mark. “s—shit, y/n!” mark shudders and thrusts one last time before shooting his load into you.

uncontrollably, marks hips stutter into yours.

mark drops your leg and backs his hips up, just a bit so his cock falls out of you.

mark drops to his knees and lifts your other leg, giving the first leg a rest. “mark, what are you—?” mark gives you one look and buries his face between your thighs.

“oohh, wow.” you gasp and grab a fistful of his hair. marks tongue enters you before leaving and licking a long stripe on your clit.

“shit.” you hold your breath.

you run your fingers through his wet tangled hair while his tongue circles your clit. “fuck,” you groan and watch as mark eats you out like a hungry man. “oh, my god.”

mark turns his head and laps your juice from a different position.

“i’m gonna cum, m—markie!” you jerk forward as mark sucks your clit. his mouth fully attached to your clit, his only focus.

marks tongue suckles and brings your orgasm closer… and closer… and—

you shudder and let out a cry when your orgasm hits you. it stings you like a bee and doesn’t go away until mark is pulling away, heavily breathing.

his chest falls as fast as it rises.

“you taste,” mark wipes the back of his mouth with his backhand. “so fucking sweet.” he chuckles with a taunting smirk.

mark stands up with his hands on your hips.

“i do, huh?” your legs buzz and slowly turn numb. “you taste very sweet, baby.” mark pulls you by the waist and hugs you to his chest.

“i wonder how sweet you’re gonna taste.” mark inhales to say something but doesn’t say a word, instead he watches as you lower yourself onto your knees.

you bite your lip and grab him by the base, “mwah.” you press a soft kiss on his tip. “fuck, baby. this is gonna be a long night, huh?”

you swirl your tongue around his tip and hum. “uh-huh.” you giggle before swallowing him whole.