#ot7

“Then get on the counter.” You scramble up, dizzy with lust, and he pulls your legs apart. No teasing. No warm-up. Just those big hands gripping your thighs, head dipping down between them.

“You wanna be reckless?” he mutters against your skin. “Then take the consequences.” He makes you come twice on his tongue before even unzipping his jeans. You’re crying by the time he pushes in, deep and slow, like he owns you. “Fuck, you’re dripping. Feel that? That’s how bad you needed me.”And when your hips buck, desperate for more, he growls in your ear, “Be greedy. I’ll ruin you as many times as it takes.”

ᴊᴀʏ

He notices when your voice gets breathy. When your thighs start rubbing together under the table. When your skin breaks into a sweat while doing absolutely nothing.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, voice low and unreadable. You try to wave him off, but he’s already spotted the empty chocolate box on the couch.

Jay swears under his breath. “Y/N.” Your eyes meet his. “Help me,” you breathe. In two seconds flat, he’s grabbing your wrist, pulling you into the bedroom.

“You don’t get to make dumb choices,” he snaps, backing you into the bed. “But you do get to pay for them.” He’s rough but controlled, pinning your wrists above your head, biting down your neck as his thigh wedges between yours.

Your voice is hoarse, needy: “Jay, please, feels like I’m gonna explode—” “Oh you will,” he says darkly. “But only when I say you can.”

He fucks you slow, deep, agonizing, like every stroke is a punishment. “You’re flushed. Dripping. Shaking. You like being this desperate, don’t you?” Your back arches. He chuckles cruelly. “Thought so.”

When you come, it’s with his hand over your mouth and his hips grinding deep, pushing you into the mattress until you forget your own name.

ᴊᴀᴋᴇ 

You’re trembling in the corner of his room, shirt discarded, hand between your thighs and eyes wild with need.

“Jake,” you pant. “Please—I need—fuck, I can’t think—” His heart stutters, then slams. He crosses the room in two steps, kneeling between your legs.

“Babe. What the hell did you eat?” You point blindly to the counter. The box is open. Jake’s eyes go wide. “Oh. Baby, those are literal sex chocolates. Like, aphrodisiacs times ten.”

You whimper, hating how the sound echoes through the room like a cry for help. Jake cups your cheek. “It’s okay. I’ve got you, alright? I’m right here.”

Then he strips, fast and clean. His voice drops into something sinful. “I’ll take care of you. Gonna fuck you nice and slow till you feel good again.” He slides into you so deep, you arch and scream, back bowing off the floor. And then? He doesn’t stop. He rocks into you, hips languid, dragging his cock against every drenched, velvet inch of your walls.

“You’re so fucking wet. Squeezing me like a virgin. Shit, baby, how many times do you want it?” You barely form words. “That’s what I thought,” he pants. “I’m not stopping until I see drool on your chin and tears in your eyes.”

And he doesn’t. Not till your legs are shaking, your throat is raw, and your body’s nothing but a wet, ruined mess on the floor.

ꜱᴜɴɢʜᴏᴏɴ

You’re sweating, barely standing, grinding against the corner of the kitchen counter with a glazed-over expression. Sunghoon walks in, and for a split second, he just stares.

“What the fuck are you doing?” You look up, eyes watery. “I ate something. Those chocolates…” His jaw clenches.

“You ate those?” he repeats slowly. “And now you’re getting off on my countertop like a dumb little slut?” You let out a needy, helpless sob, and it flips a switch in him. Next thing you know, he’s dragging you into the bedroom by the wrist, tossing you on the bed like a toy.

“You’re gonna be sorry,” he mutters. “You wanted to be desperate? You wanted to be fucked like a dumb hole?”

He slaps your inner thigh.

“Then spread.”

And when he slams into you bare, no warning, you scream.

“Oh, you like it raw, huh? Fucking dripping for it.”

He grabs a fistful of your hair and yanks your head back. “Look at yourself,” he snarls. “Pathetic. Dumb. Ruined.”

He fucks you until your legs give out, until your mind blanks, until all you know is SunghoonSunghoonSunghoon and the burn of overstimulation.

ꜱᴜɴᴏᴏ

“Sunoo, please—fuck, it hurts—” You’re writhing in his bed, completely undone, back arched, nipples hard, slick dripping between your thighs like honey.

Sunoo leans over you, head tilting in mock sympathy.

“Oh no, baby… it hurts?” he whispers. “And here I thought you liked being full and needy.”

You whimper. He giggles, but there’s a glint in his eyes. Then he climbs on top of you, straddling your waist, pinning your wrists with one hand.

“You shouldn’t have eaten those without asking,” he sings softly. “Now look what you made me do.”

He sinks down onto your face first, thighs locking around your head.  “You want to come? Make me come first.” When he finally fucks you, it’s with your wrists tied, your body quivering, and his voice purring filth into your ear.

Your cheeks are hollowed around him, tears welling up in your eyes, but the sheer pleasure of him is overwhelming. 

“You’re shaking. So sensitive. Should I stop?”  You cry out.  “Aww… you do want more.” And he fucks you harder.

By the third round, your voice is gone. Sunoo kisses your swollen lips, his cock still hard, and whispers, “You’re not allowed to eat anything without me ever again.”

ᴊᴜɴɢᴡᴏɴ

You’re curled up on the floor, naked, flushed, panting like a fevered animal. He kneels next to you, gentle hands stroking your face. “Y/N, what happened—?”

Your hand points weakly to the discarded chocolates. “Oh, sweetheart…”

Jungwon’s breath shakes.

“You’re burning up,” he murmurs, brushing his fingers down your chest. You flinch.

“Sensitive?”

You nod desperately.

He kisses you slow—so sweet you almost cry.

“You trust me?” “Yes—yes—Jungwon, please—”

He lifts you into his lap like you weigh nothing, sliding your legs open.

“Then let me break you gently.”

He eats you out like he’s starving, hands holding you wide, whispering praise and filth against your folds.

“Such a good girl. Tastes like sugar. Want me inside you now?”

He fucks you slow. Deep. Every grind making you cry.

“I know, baby,” he coos, “you’re so full, I know. Just a little more. Take it for me, yeah?”

When you fall apart, sobbing into his chest, he wraps his arms around you and fucks you through it.

“Let it happen. I’ve got you. Just fall.”

And you do.

ɴɪᴋɪ

He finds you curled up on the couch, panting, squirming, hand half-down your shorts with a wrecked look on your face.

“What the fuck—?” Ni-ki blinks. Then he sees the open box on the floor.

He picks one up, sniffs it. “Oh. You’re fucked.”

You whimper. “Ni-ki, please, I didn’t know—”

“You look like you’re about to cry,” he says softly, kneeling beside you. “All hot and helpless.”

You don’t respond. You just clutch at him, whimpering as your body shakes.

And then he smirks. "Alright. But just know, I’m not doing this out of pity."

He pushes your shorts down roughly, eyes gleaming. "You're not thinking straight, so I’ll think for you."

His fingers slide in, deep and fast, and you scream, head falling back. "Shhh," he whispers, licking into your throat, "don't wanna waste that pretty voice too soon."

By the time he has you sobbing under him, cock buried deep, you’re nothing but a mess, drool on your chin, legs spread wide, nails raking down his back.

He’s relentless. “You taste like sugar,” he groans. “I should’ve fucked you sooner.”

And when he finally lets you come, you collapse, ruined, sweaty, twitching. He just leans back and admires the mess he made.

“Next time you want to eat random chocolates… call me first.”

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