#smoots

"oh i can think of many ways to shut you up right now." sunghoon smirks confidently, crossing his arms casually over his chest.

"yeah? lemme guess...by shoving your cock down my throat? nice try but that's so overdone- hey!" before you can even process what's happening, sunghoon has you over one of his shoulders, swiftly walking back towards your shared bedroom.

you're about to say something to your boyfriend again, but before you can he's tossing you onto the bed, body bouncing against the mattress from the impact.

you expect him to start stripping himself right away, to take out his hard cock and move to position himself in front of your mouth.

instead, sunghoon has your sleep shorts off your body with one fluid motion, your perked clit now on full display to his hungry eyes. he places both hands on your knees and spreads your legs out further by pushing them to the side, shaking his head to the side with a small “mmmm” leaving his lips.

“let’s see shall we?” sunghoon takes his pointer finger and slides it from your hole up to your clit, collecting juices that have been building up.

sunghoon takes his finger and licks along his digit before inserting it fully in his mouth, taking it out with a pop. “just as i thought.” he falls to his knees and grabs your legs, pulling you towards the edge of the bed and closer to his face.

“sunghoon!” you yelp out. but it’s no use. he’s done listening to you.

“smell so good,” he whispers, his breath on your wetness making your body tremble, the urge to shut your legs tightly together so strong.

but sunghoon is stronger.

his hands grip your thighs tightly as he moves his face forward, making sure you cant even attempt to escape his grasp. not that you’d want to anyways.

something brushes against your clit that has you moaning out already. you’re expecting his tongue or maybe even his finger again. but when you look down between your legs you see your boyfriend moving his nose in tiny circles around your clit.

"you like messing with my head, don't you?" you gasp out, one hand snaking down to grasp sunghoon’s black locks.

"only because it clearly turns you on." another confident smirk adorns his face, one eyebrow raising up teasingly until he finally sticks his tongue out and flattens the muscle against your heat.

"Hurry uuupp," you whine at your husband who's standing at the edge of the bed while you lay before him, completely naked.

"Fuckin' buttons won't undo," he grumbles, his fingers moving faster, his patience quickly fading.

"I told you those pants were stupid," you pout.

"They're not stupid! It's my fuckin' cold ass eager fingers," he grumbles some more, the end of his sentence almost inaudible.

You try to wait for him, you really did. And, in all honesty, the way he was starting to get angrier and angrier was turning you on even more. So, instinctively, your hand roams down your torso until it's hovering just over your heat. Heeseung's not even looking at you at this point, so who cares if you take this time to marvel at the way his jaw clenches and his eyebrows furrows.

A small whine escaping your lips has Heeseung's head snapping up quickly, a look of absolute aghast painted across his face.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"You're taking too long. And you're so sexy when you're mad." Your giggle is interrupted by another moan, your head leaning back into the pillows as your eyes close.

Suddenly, you feel a firm hand wrap around your wrist and another one holds your jaw tightly.

"You don't get to touch yourself until I say so." The dark angry fire in your husband's eyes has you gulping. Excitement errupts throughout your body and you didn't think it was possible to get more turned on than you already were.

"Fuck it. I'll buy new pants." With that said, Heeseung lets go of you and takes both hands and rips the fabric down the front, just enough to be able to pull his hardened member from his boxers. Before you can blink, he's leaning over you with a mischievous look in his eyes.

"Now, where were we?"

“you must’ve wanted this for so long, hmm? sorry for making you wait for me, baby,” jake groans as he smacks your ass hard enough to make you lurch forward.

you’re on your knees and elbows, ass up waiting for your friend to finally relieve you of this built up pressure in your core. but it seems he’s having far too much fun relishing in the state he has you in.

“you know…i was so annoyed when you told me you were still sleeping with your ex. as your friend i know how bad he was for you. i don’t think you realize how much i can actually hear when you guys escape to another room. and you know what i hear?” jake’s voice hums as he rubs his hands on the mounds of your ass, admiring the pretty pink hand prints he’s left on your skin. “i hear his pathetic grunts and almost nothing from you.” another smack against your skin has you whimpering, afraid of what he’s about to say.

“but you think about me when he’s fucking you, don’t you?”

“i- that’s not true!”

“there’s no point in lying. i hear you moaning my name when you’re alone. or when you go to the bathroom after he’s finished using you. the fact that you even have to take care of yourself after he’s done makes me go crazy. you would never have to do that with me.” suddenly, you feel something prodding against your wet folds and gasp as you feel the tip of jake’s cock slip up and down your slit. you cant even muster up any other excuses because he’s right. you’re tired of not being satisfied in bed and the fantasies you’ve had about your friend have been going on for longer than you’d care to admit. you’ve dreamed about him storming into your bedroom and pushing your pathetic ex off of your body, ready to show him exactly how you deserve to be fucked.

“you gonna finally stop running to your ex and come to me instead to take care of your needs?”

“y-yes, jake i will just- please i need to feel you in me!” you cry out, completely losing all your composure.

chuckling behind you, jake slowly moves his hips forward, stretching you deliciously as he sinks deeper and deeper into your hole.

“goooood girl. exactly what i wanted to hear. now you can scream out my name as much as you want. if i see you holding back even a little bit i’ll have to punish you.”

before you can answer, jake moves his hips back and quickly snaps them forward, making sure you feel the full impact of his cock before starting a frenzied pace that has your eyes rolling back almost immediately.

Jay’s body is attached to yours the moment you get home from his work’s holiday party. His hands grip and pull at your clothes, quickly discarding the garments on the floor as he lets out a low groan.

“Jay,” you sigh, your back now flush against the door as he continues to leave wet kisses across your skin, “what’s gotten into you?”

“You’re joking right?” he scoffs, rolling his eyes as he takes a step back from you. Jay’s jaw is clenched tight, his eyes narrow as he holds your gaze. All you can manage is a gulp and a slight shake of your head.

“The way you let my coworker flirt with you all night? I swear if I wasn’t there to keep an eye on you he would have tried to slip you away to a bathroom or closet to have his way with you.”

A genuine look of confusion paints your face as you try to figure out who the hell he’s talking about. But then it hits you. There was one guy who lingered longer than the other people trying to make casual small talk, one person who kept finding new questions to ask you, one person who’s hand kept getting closer and closer until his fingertips were ghosting your arm.

Before the guy could officially touch you, your boyfriend was at your side, tugging at your arm with a grumbled statement that you were leaving and had to go home immediately.

“Oh! Are you talking about-“

“Don’t you dare say his name.” Jay grasps your chin with his thumb and pointer finger, subtly holding you in place. The thought of another man touching you has Jay’s blood absolutely boiling. It took everything in him to keep his composure in front of his coworkers and the entire drive home he was coldly silent, one hand gripping your thigh a little more tightly than usual.

“I’m not sharing you with anybody. You’re mine, and mine only, and I’m going to make you remember that.”

Jay lets go of your face and lowers himself until he’s on his knees, his hands moving to your thighs as he pulls you towards him.

“J-Jay?”

“Shut up and sit on my face. Gonna make sure you don’t forget about me or tonight.”

Without giving you the chance to respond or react, his strong hands move your body until your clit brushes against his nose. He sighs into your heat with a wicked smile before his tongue finally presses against your dripping hole.

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