#simjaeyun

synopsis : how i imagine subby jaeyunnie..

cw : SMUT MDNI, sex, mentions of cum, mean dom y/n, bondage, spitting in mouth, oral (f), bigdick!jake, crying, handjob

wc : 280

a/n: my first post, i rlly hope u guys like it! pls support me by reblogging/giving me any feedback you'd like!

Pairing: boyfriend enhypen x reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: nothing

Note: listen to dial tragedy by EVAN (aka lee heeseung)

FriendHeeseung x Fem!reader. - coming soon

Synopsis: One drunk night changes everything, but what happens if everything you're feeling is... one-sided??? This leaves you in shock, devastated, and wondering if you did something wrong. You decide to let him be and find someone who will cherish your presence. But you doing this triggers him and he shows his jealous and toxic side (ou shii)

Content Warning: Mentions/pictures of Sexual activities, angst, crack, humor, fluff.

taglist: opening soon

author's thought: Hey guys! This is my first time writing stuff like this, although I've been on Tumblr for a minute. I'm figuring out how to work this stuff because I didn't realize you needed to use coding for certain things on here lol. Also, my setup may not look as good right now, but I am working on my master list and stuff, so that should be out soon. I honestly hope you guys enjoy this -miyonce!

SYNOPSIS. weeks after the incident at his race, heeseung still hasn't made a move on you, so why not put him in a position where he has to make a move ?

pairing. racer!heeseung x f!reader wc. 00k tw. kissing , hee is down bad genre. fluff ( CATALOGUE )

you try to ignore him, really, you do. but heeseung makes it impossible. every time you think you've found a moment to yourself, there he is—leaning too close, his voice a low murmur in your ear, his presence like a gravity you can't escape.

like when you're fixing a few settings on the car, crouched by the rear wheels in the dimly lit garage. you hear him before you see him, the sound of his boots against the concrete, and then suddenly, he's next to you.

"you need help?" he asks, but the way he's leaning down, peering over your shoulder, it feels less like an offer and more like an intrusion. "i've got it," you reply, your voice steady despite the way your hands tremble slightly as you work.

but he doesn't back off. instead, he crouches beside you, his shoulder brushing against yours, the faint scent of his cologne sending your senses into overdrive.

"you sure? looks like you're struggling." his tone is teasing, but there's something in his voice—a low, husky note—that makes your stomach flip.

"i'm fine," you snap, your frustration masking the way your pulse races.

but then his hand covers yours, stopping your movements as he leans in even closer. "let me help," he says, his voice quieter now, almost a whisper.

you freeze, your breath hitching as his fingers curl over yours, guiding your hand as if you suddenly forgot how to do your job. the proximity is unbearable, his body so close you can feel the heat radiating from him, and you hate the way your heart races, the way your skin burns under his touch.

the tension only escalates when the team organizes a party to celebrate a recent win. the air is thick with music and laughter, the dim lighting casting a golden glow over the room. you tell yourself you'll stay in the corner, nursing your drink and avoiding heeseung, but of course, he finds you.

"you're awfully quiet tonight," he remarks, leaning against the bar beside you. "just tired, “ you say, avoiding his gaze.

but he doesn't let up. "you know, if you keep acting like this, people are gonna start thinking i did something to you," he teases, his tone light but his eyes sharp, searching yours for a reaction.

"you did," you mutter under your breath, though you're not sure he hears you.

and then you see her—some girl from the team, laughing at something heeseung says, her hand lingering a little too long on his arm. you know it's none of your business, but the sight of them together ignites something in you, a sharp pang of jealousy that you can't ignore.

fine, two can play that game.

you spot someone across the room—a guy you vaguely recognize, another driver from a different team. he's tall, good-looking, and more than willing to entertain you when you approach him with a coy smile.

"hey," you say, tilting your head just enough to let your hair fall over your shoulder, your smile sweet but calculated. "i don't think we've met."

the guy's response is immediate, his interest obvious as he leans closer, his hand resting lightly on the small of your back as he talks. you don't hear a word he says—you're too focused on the weight of heeseung's gaze burning into you from across the room.

it works.

heeseung's jaw tightens, his grip on his drink white-knuckled as he watches you laugh at something the guy says, your hand brushing against his arm. the tension in the room shifts, the air between you and heeseung crackling like a live wire despite the distance.

before you know it, he's there, stepping between you and the other guy with a look that could cut glass.

"can i borrow her for a second?" heeseung doesn't wait for an answer, his hand closing around your wrist as he pulls you away from the crowd. "what the hell are you doing?" you snap, wrenching your arm free once you're out of earshot.

"me? what the hell are you doing?" he fires back, his voice low but filled with barely restrained anger.

"talking to someone," you retort, crossing your arms over your chest. "why do you care?"

heeseung steps closer, his gaze intense, his voice dropping even lower. "because i do," he says, the words sharp and raw, cutting through the space between you.

your breath catches, the air around you thick with tension as heeseung's eyes lock onto yours. for a moment, neither of you speaks, the weight of everything unspoken hanging heavy in the air. "you're unbelievable," you whisper, your voice trembling with a mix of anger and something else you can't quite name.

"and you drive me insane," he mutters, his voice rough, his eyes dark as they flicker to your lips. the moment stretches, charged and electric, and then suddenly, it snaps.

heeseung steps back, running a hand through his hair as he exhales sharply. "forget it," he mutters, his voice tight. "do whatever you want."

but as he turns to leave, you grab his arm, your resolve crumbling under the weight of everything you've been trying to deny.

"wait," you say, your voice barely above a whisper.

he pauses, his back to you, and for a moment, you think he won't turn around. but then he does, his eyes meeting yours, and the vulnerability there takes your breath away.

you don't even realize you're holding onto his arm until his gaze drops to where your hand grips his sleeve. heat rises to your cheeks, but you can't bring yourself to let go. not yet.

"i..." your voice falters as you try to form a coherent sentence, but the weight of his stare makes it impossible to think straight. heeseung tilts his head, his usual cocky smirk replaced with something softer, almost hesitant. "you what?"

"i just..." you exhale sharply, frustrated with yourself. why does he always have this effect on you? "i need to say something."

heeseung's brows raise slightly, but he doesn't interrupt. instead, he takes a step closer, his presence overwhelming as he waits for you to continue. the words are on the tip of your tongue, but they're stuck, tangled up with your pride and your fear. your grip on his sleeve tightens as you look down, avoiding his gaze.

"you've been driving me crazy," you finally blurt out, your voice barely above a whisper. "ever since... ever since that day. i can't stop thinking about you, and it's so frustrating because i don't even like you—"

"don't lie to me," heeseung interrupts, his voice low and steady.

your head snaps up, your eyes meeting his. there's no smugness in his expression now, no teasing grin. just raw intensity, like he's daring you to deny it. "i'm not lying," you argue, but your voice wavers, betraying you.

heeseung takes another step forward, closing the gap between you until you're practically backed against the wall. his hands come up to rest on either side of your head, trapping you in place as his eyes bore into yours.

"then why are you shaking?" he asks softly, his tone almost gentle.

your breath hitches, and you curse yourself for the way your body betrays you—your racing heart, your trembling hands, the heat flooding your cheeks. "because you're annoying," you manage to say, though it comes out weak and unconvincing.

heeseung's lips twitch, the faintest hint of a smile breaking through. "annoying, huh?"

"yes," you snap, trying to regain some semblance of control. "you're arrogant, and reckless, and you always—"

your words die in your throat as he leans in, his face so close you can feel the warmth of his breath against your skin. "and yet," he murmurs, his voice barely audible, "you're still here."

your heart feels like it's about to burst out of your chest, the air between you crackling with tension. his gaze drops to your lips, and for a moment, time seems to stand still. "heeseung," you whisper, but you're not even sure what you're about to say.

his eyes flicker back to yours, searching for any sign of hesitation. when he finds none, he closes the remaining distance, his lips brushing against yours in the softest, most tentative kiss. it's over too quickly, barely more than a fleeting touch, but it's enough to leave you breathless, your mind spinning.

heeseung pulls back just enough to look at you, his forehead resting against yours. "say it," he murmurs, his voice so soft it almost breaks you. "say what?" you ask, your voice shaking.

"that you feel it too," he replies, his eyes searching yours.

and you do. you feel it in the way your heart races, in the way your entire body seems to lean into him, drawn to him like a magnet.

"i..." you hesitate, the words catching in your throat.

heeseung waits, his patience surprising as he watches you with an intensity that makes your knees weak. finally, you let out a shaky breath, your walls crumbling as you admit the truth. "i do."

a slow, almost disbelieving smile spreads across his face, and before you can say anything else, he's kissing you again. this time, there's nothing tentative about it—it's deep, consuming, and leaves no room for doubt.

you lose yourself in him, in the way his hands slide to your waist, pulling you closer, in the way his lips move against yours like they were made to fit together. when you finally pull away, both of you are breathless, your foreheads still pressed together as you try to catch your breath.

"you're impossible," you murmur, but there's no heat behind your words, only a lingering sense of awe.

"and you're stubborn," he counters, a teasing grin tugging at his lips.

you roll your eyes, but you can't help the smile that breaks through. "we're a mess."

"maybe," he agrees, his grin widening. "but we're our mess."

and for the first time in what feels like forever, you don't feel the need to argue. instead, you lean into him, letting yourself fall into the chaos that is heeseung.

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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀hihii !! yexin here again !! Its not generally my first time writing smut but it is to the public , so - enjoy !!

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⠀ ⠀smut , sex before marriage ( don't !! ) , second person pov

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⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀genre ⑅ best friends to lovers

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀pairing ⑅ reader ( jang eun - ae ) x ni - ki ( nishimura riki )

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀𓈒◌ 𓈒 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ζ ⑅⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𓏼˚̣̣̣⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ જ⁀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ♥︎

You're sitting on the couch ; all curled up in what looks like a heap of blankets and pillows . You were binge - watching a kdrama while your boyfriend , Ni - Ki ( Yet you call him Riki ) is finishing up his work on the home office , its the first room down the hallway to the left . You've been eyeing it every second . Simply waiting for him to come out .

After what feels like 20 minutes , Riki comes out . He's shaking his head and generally , you look worried . Concerned for him . " Baby . . are you feeling okay ? " You ask , looking at his current state . " Hmm ? Yes love , I'm fine . But - I need something to relieve my stress . " Riki responds to your comment .

You feel a glimmer in your eyes as your lips tug a sly smile . ' Relieve his stress ? ' You thought , already plotting something .

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And then it came , your idea . His stress ? Gone . It felt like everything blurred as you both transitioned to the bed , his arms pinned over yours , your back arched up . Clothes had been scattered everywhere , tops , shirts , bras , trousers , pants . Everything .

" Riki - " You moaned out his name as he thrusted in you , your pussy clenching around his dick . You were tight , he was hard . You both had noticed . He caressed your face with his hand , as if he wanted to show his gentle side yet still thrusting into you .

He groaned , feeling your tight walls still clenching around him . " Ah - fuck !! I think I'm gonna cum !! " You practically screamed out . Riki's hearing piqued as his took his dick out of your pussy . You had thought he didn't want you to cum , when instead ; he grabbed your hips , positioning you to sit on his face .

His tongue flicked around your clit . Like he was claiming you by licking you down as his own . Eventually , your cum spilled out . Dripping all over his face . He sighed out of relief and began to grab his fingers to swipe up your cum and licked it clean .

" My turn . " Riki suggested , grabbing your hips once again and moving them . So you were now kneeled in front of him as his legs were wide open . His dick was veiny , the tip pink . You grabbed it , pulling it towards your mouth .

He groaned once again as you finally started sucking , although it hit the back of your throat every once in a while . " I - I'm close . " He stuttered out , before his own cum releasing into your mouth . You swallowed every single drop of it .

He smiled , pulling out of you slowly . You both were absolutely wrecked , yet somehow unbothered .

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" You did so well baby , " He suggested , rubbing small and slow circles on your waist , careful not to trigger more desire in you . " Mmm . . I love you . " You randomly said , kissing his cheek . He chuckled , kissing you back , pressing his lips to yours this time . " I love you too . " He whispered against your lips .

  ☆ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⋮⋮ ⠀ ﹙⠀ thx + bye ❕⠀﹚ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 🗯️⠀ ⠀ 𓎟𓎡

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I'm gonna traumatize myself by writing smut omg

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋮⋮ ⠀ ﹙⠀ author's note ❕ ⠀﹚ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 🗯️

⠀ ⠀there will not be multiple parts , maybe more smut fanfics in the future - stay tuned ?!

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⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀n / a

Just the two of us ;

깊어져 가는 moonstruck ⊹₊ ˚‧𝜗ৎ ‧ always heejake's

11.15 🖤

ㅡ happiest birthday my dearest yunnieᜊ

OUR GOLDEN LIGHT JAKE

pairing: brother’s best friend x reader

word count: 341

synopsis: jake and your brother are getting ready for football practice until something unexpected happens…

⚠️ warnings: kissing/making out/ slightly suggestive

notes: please do not plagarize or take this work as your own!

credits: @jakeloverx

you were currently with your brother’s best friend, jake, in the living room waiting for their football practice to start so they could leave together. "i think we should go" your brother says when he gets up, he clears his plate before taking his bag jake doesn't move and stays on the chair, and he remains to look at his plate. he doesn't seem to be doing well at all. "are you okay?" you ask. your brother asks the same by stopping in front of the door "i don't know, i’m not feeling good" hin answers by putting a hand on his forehead "stay here" your brother says as he approaches his jake. he passes him a bottle of water

“you take care of him alright?" he asks while looking at you "yeah don't worry" you answer by getting up to lock the door behind your brother. you turn and jake begins kissing you with all his strength, he puts a hand behind your head to prevent you from hurting yourself because you're against the door. jake takes you to the table, and places himself between your legs "you’re not feeling good huh?" you ask between a few kisses, he smiles against your mouth and squeezes your thighs. "i’m so sick" he answers by kissing the corner of your jaw "so so sick" he continues to say going down to your neck. "what do I have to do to make you feel better?" you say by passing one of your hands through his hair. "you’re doing so good y/n" he says as he goes down to your chest, he knows your body with his fingertips and knows how to please you he keeps kissing you and goes down to your stomach while taking off your tshirt, he smiles against your skin when you make sounds. "i should be the one doing that for you" you say out of breath. "be a good girl and stay quiet for me" he says before kneeling between your legs. “you’re too precious to me.”