#sub!jongseong

"My strong knight, let me take care of you okay..."

You sat Jay on the couch as soon as you got home, moving to quickly take a gel pack from the freezer so you could ice the bruise forming on his cheek. You kneel between his knees as you press the cold compress to his face, pressing kisses to all of the unmarked skin you could find. Jay frowns while looking at you, still shaken up by the whole ordeal.

"You're okay right?"

You smile at him, assuring him that the men at the club did nothing but grab you a bit too harshly. The pout on his face deepens and you decide to clamber into lap, your weight instantly calming him as he wraps his arms around your waist.

"You were such a good boy baby, they wouldn't be able to do anything to me with how quickly you showed up hmm, my cutest saviour"

You place the gel pack on the coffee table behind you and start to trail kisses down his throat, mind set on rewarding him tonight for his actions. Besides, with the busy week, you didn't have time to test out his new bodily development, and it was time to put it to good use.

Jay lets out a soft whine as you suck a deep mark into his collarbone, hands flying to remove his shirt to you could go lower.

"Let's go to the room"

You get off his lap and pull him up, his body starting to jellify with how aroused he was. You push him down onto the bed and pull off his pants and boxers in one go, Jay's hand flying to cover himself up.

"Nothing to be ashamed of baby, it's just me yea"

You pull his hands away and drag a finger through his untouched folds. Jay's body jolts up as your fingers brushes his clit, sensations he's never felt before making him whimper.

"Fuck, baby, you're so wet. So worked up just from me marking your neck hmm."

Jay nods his head as you push his thighs up, bringing his hands to help you hold himself open. You push down on his inner thighs and bring your face to his core, inhaling that sweet juicy scent.

"God baby, you smell delicious, time for a treat yea"

You stick your tongue out and lick a fat stripe up his folds, collecting all the juices that were slowly spilling out of him. Jay writhes and lets out a loud moan, thighs starting to shiver and close in on you. You tut at him and get up, moving to get the bar spreader to attach them to his ankles.

"Need to taste you baby, can't do that if you're gonna close on me."

Jay bites his lips as his chest heaves up and down, throwing his head back once he feels you breathing on his pussy again. You use your fingers to pull apart his folds, digging your tongue into him to coax the clear liquid out. Jay whines and whimpers, each sound getting louder than the last as you switch between digging your tongue into him and suckling on his clit.

"Gonna...hmmm...cum..."

You quicken your pace at his words, smacking his inner thigh occasionally to feel him clamp up on your tongue. His release comes quick, his whole body shaking as your name leaves his mouth. You give him a few more licks to collect his cum before sitting up, sending a tight smack right onto his pussy, watching him jolt up as his hands come to grip your arms. You smirk as you attach your mouth to his nipples, one of his most sensitive areas, suckling on them like a baby trying to get milk.

"No,no... too much!"

Jay tries to push you off but you retaliate by squeezing a finger into him, pumping it in and out while your other hand roams his sculpted body. He squirms from the overstimulation, not quite calmed yet from his previous orgasm before you started playing with him again. Your mouth releases his nub, a second finger slowly squeezing its way inside him.

"Come on baby, look at me making you feel good."

You coax him into opening his eyes, watching them shine at you while you continue to push your fingers into him, trying to find that spot that would make him see stars.

"Fuck, right there hmph..."

Jay's eyes close involuntarily again with his head thrown back, baring his neck to you. Your free hand immediately comes up, wrapping up his throat and squeezing the sides gently, just enough to slow down the blood flow to his head. Soon, you feel his walls spasming around your fingers, signalling that he was about to cum again. You maintain your pace, making sure to hit the spot with every thrust as you feel his walls tighten, cumming again with his mouth wide open.

You remove your fingers, bringing them to his mouth and forcing him to taste himself. You send another tight slap to his pussy, causing him to moan around your fingers. You climb off of him to walk back to your cupboard, grabbing the dildo Jay loved to use on you. But tonight, you were gonna return the favour. You grab a clip on vibrator along with it and settle yourself between his legs again. Slowly, you take the dildo and push it into him without warning, his eyes flying open and hand moving down to grab yours.

"No. no, already came twice please please, no more..."

Jay whines out as he arches up, the dildo driving in deeper than your fingers could reach, stretching him out deliciously.

"You're a good boy baby, you can take it hmm..."

You rub his thighs in an attempt to soothe him, pushing it in until only the flared base of the dildo could be left seen. You then attach the vibrator to his clit, switching it on to the lowest setting and hearing Jay let out a loud whine again.

"No, no no..."

He chants out hands flying to grip the sheets. You move your body over his, hands using the dildo to fuck him slowly while your lips attach to his, shoving your tongue deep into his mouth. He moans into you, hands coming up to grip your arms instead as you slowly pick up momentum, hearing his pussy squelch around the silicon dick you had in him. Slowly, you pick up the pace again while your mouth attaches to his neck to mark him up more. It doesn't take long before Jay starts to writhe again, his third orgasm coming in hot and strong. His fingers dig into your skin, nails leaving marks, as he arches off the bed again, your name leaving his mouth like a scared prayer. Your hands slowly come down to a halt, the vibrator on his clit still going, sending him into overstimulation.

"Stop, stop please no more, no more..."

He cries out and you take mercy on him, removing the vibrator and pulling the dildo out of him. He whines softly again, eye closed, chest heaving. You move to get off of him and go to the washroom when he pulls you back.

"But...you haven't came yet..."

He whispers softly and you coo at him, moving to get rid of your underwear so that you could sit on his face and let him eat you out.

"Fuck, yea, such a good boy hmm..."

Your movements are careful as he eats you out with fervour, not wanting to irritate the bruise or the light cuts on his face. His tongue darts in and out, flattening against your clit every few licks to send a jolt through your body.

"That's right baby, keep it going, gonna cum soon"

You reach the edge quickly with how long you had been holding up, letting Jay lap everything up while his hands remain clasped onto your thighs. He continues to devour you through your high, making sure to drink up all that you give him before finally letting go.

"Such a good boy...lets clean up okay..."

Jay nods, while you walk to the bathroom to set up a bath before coming back to slowly guide him after freeing him from the bar-spreader. With his legs still jelly-like, he limps slowly to the bathtub and settles down in front of you, letting you pamper him like the sweet, sweet boy that he was.

You whisper praises and sweet nothings into his ear, letting him relax into you while you clean his body thoroughly. Once you were done, you guided him up and back into bed, settling in beside him and pulling his head to your chest. Both of you slowly fall asleep - him to the sound of your beating heart and you to the warmth radiating from his body and sweet smell of his freshly washed hair.

—heeseung ✩

there’s little resistance from him. heeseung’s a proud whore so he instantly called up his proud whore friend. jake loved the idea of being your puppy along side hee. therefore, it was a smooth and quick process from planning to having them collared and plugged up on their knees for you. they both looked up with you with a dumb, yet undeniably pretty, fucked out look as you tugged on their collars. cat and dog ears rested on their heads with matching tails nestled deep inside of them—they were being such good pets for you. jake let his tongue hang and drool as you shoved your fingers into his mouth, happily sucking them as you caressed heeseung’s face. heeseung tilts his head to kiss your fingers, a gestures that’s quite wholesome until his tongue and teeth get involved, whining to get more of your attention. you then instructed them to bend over so they were arching in doggy with their tails nearly touching as they faced opposite of each other. they obeyed you but looked at you with questioning eyes, then watched you pull out a long and girthy double ended dildo, their faces practically lighting up.

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—jay ✩

like jake, jay would also be hesitant of this request. adding another partner during sex wasn’t something that really crossed his mind. mostly due to the fact that he enjoyed your intimacy so much, and partially because knowing you, he knew his bratty tendencies would lead him to a rather cruel and humiliating predicament. though perhaps that would make it exciting, he thought. so there they were—jay and heeseung cuffed and blindfolded with cockrings set to a low vibration setting. jay so far has been quiet, his arms flexing every so often in anticipation that you finally touch him. meanwhile, heeseung has been moaning and practically babbling like a slut. “please miss,” he whines, “please touch me.” the vibration paired with the restriction of his hands and sight made his brain fuzzy, especially since you’ve been toying with them for a good ten minutes now. “hmm, I don’t know~” you tap your chin, pretending to put some thought to it, “you both look just so pretty like this. maybe I’ll have you cum untouched.” the two of them are quick to object with their arms flexed against their restraints and pitiful whines emitting from their lips. “please,” jays finally speaks, almost breathlessly. “please what? tell me what you want.” jay could feel you getting closer to him, and his skin gets goosebumps from your presence. “I need you to touch my dick, suck it—fuck me, please. I need you,” he exhaled. you smirk. you got him right where you want him—vulnerable and desperate. and to push him towards his limit, you increase the setting of his cock ring, shamelessly watching him squirm and his dick pulse against his abdomen as you bring a thumb to heeseung’s nipple. hee’s girlish moans quickly filled the room as you rubbed and pinched both of his nipples, leading him to his first dry orgasm and the start of jay’s mind break into your good kitty.

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—Jake ✩

now it would take some convincing for jake. he’s very possessive of you, so the idea of sharing you would be shut down the majority of time. the very few occasions he’s open to it, he needs someone that’s as freaky as he is. sunghoon was the only person he believed that could keep up, and could trust, therefore he invited him. it was awkward at first, but sunghoon was more than happy to spend a night with you two. due to his possessiveness, jake will very obviously try to outperform sunghoon as a way to remind you that he’s yours and you are his, which often leads to a very hot and desperate sunghoon who just wants to make you feel good. like the time when they were both eating you out, and jake, obviously, was nose deep into your pussy with almost no intent of sharing. leaving sunghoon to sit aside and jerk his cock to the sweet sound of your moans, longing to be in jake’s place. you caught on to this and told jake, “puppy, sunghoon would like a turn too,” to which he slowly removes his tongue and pouts but scoots over, his face still hovering over you. sunghoon then lays on his belly and sighs at the sight of how wet you were, and then attaches his lips to your clit, moaning when he hears you gasp. he swirls his tongue around you for a moment, alternating between that and sucking your clit until he eventually catches his breath and jake takes his opportunity to kiss your folds. Their faces squished against each others, neither of them letting up as they moan and lick you up, occasionally looking up at you with their lustful eyes until they see your pretty face as you cum.

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—sunghoon ✩

his immediate thought was sunoo. he’s not sure why. maybe it’s because sunoo looked like the textbook definition of a sub, and like all the pretty boys Sunghoon would watch in porn. there was something about the thought of watching you fuck him that excited him. so when you brought it up, he called him. sunoo laughed at his offer, genuinely thinking it was a joke since it was so out of character for sunghoon, but once he caught the tension and knew that he was indeed serious, he would ultimately agree. sunoo always thought you were pretty and would always catch the subtle hints of your dominance with sunghoon whenever you were together—and maybe there were some times where his thoughts of you became inappropriate. so sunoo wasn’t going to waste this opportunity to be bent over in front of you. his face rested against one of your pillows with his ass in the air, presenting his wet, puffy hole that was recently prepped with your mouth and fingers. Sunghoon sat towards the end of the shared bed, stripped down to just his underwear as he watched you slather the lube onto the strap on. “he looks ready to be fucked, doesn’t he, sunghoon?” you ask your boyfriend. it was as if he was hypnotized as he licked his lips and nodded, watching you rub the tip of your strap to his friends hole and breaching past his entrance.

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—sunoo ✩

you’d have him blushing and giggling. he may try to play off as innocent, but sunoo holds a lot of kinky fantasies up in that pretty head of his. so he agreed and texted jungwon like he had been waiting for you to ask him for ages. you would have two poor, shy boys knelt before you with nervous eyes and fingers darting around as they wait for your next command. you knew you had lucked out getting two good boys so you treated them with extra care, giving them sweet tones and tender gestures as they gradually built their confidence in pleasuring you together. they were set on making you feel good, worshipping you. they let their mouth and hands run along every body part you asked of them with no complaints, their cocks getting harder and wetter as your face contorted in pleasure, not daring to touch themselves without your permission. “are you getting close, mommy?” sunoo asks, his mouth still attached to your tit while jungwon lapped of your folds. it was a very obvious answer. your breath quickening and your body stiffening with your head thrown back were tall tale signs, but sunoo still wanted to hear your praise. “yes, baby. keep going, just like that. you’re both such good boys.” jungwon moans against you and sunoo goes back to sucking on your nipple, massaging your other breast until you cum on jungwon. now you had to reward your two good boys.

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—jungwon ✩

honestly the question would take him aback. he’s still pretty shy when it comes to exploring kinks and sexual fantasies between you two, so the thought of adding another person made him anxious. however, one person did come to mind as you mentioned it… and then the thought of them joining overtook him for the next couple nights. so several days later, jungwon is watching jay slip inside you, completely naked with his hand pulling at his cock. you had told him to pay close attention to how jay was pleasuring you, how he was hitting all the right spots. jungwon seemed to be in a trance as he followed the moves of his elder, and how he was getting such beautiful sounds and reactions from you that’s he’s never heard before. “can I try that too, mommy?” jungwon asks you desperately, cock still in hand. to which you replied, “of course, baby,” since he was being so good. jay carefully pulls out of you and groans when he sees some of your wetness and his precum drip from your hole. jungwon takes his place between your legs and enters you slowly, giving you both time to adjust before he starts thrusting. he brings his thumb to your clit and rubs in circles, copying jay—not too fast but fast enough with just the right amount of pressure to make you clench and wrap your legs around him. “good boy, wonie,” you praise between your moans. “you feel really good, mommy,” he replies breathlessly, picking up the pace of his thrusts. “say thank you to jay, baby,” you tell him, squeezing your legs around him tight, pushing him closer to his orgasm. “mmm~ t-thank you, jay hyung.”

like when you were playing games with heeseung and were blissful unaware that jay’s heat was coming towards his peak (jay tries very hard to hide it at first). jay couldn’t stand the way heeseung was acting towards you; the way he would lean his body towards you and looking at you with his doe eyes whenever you were concentrating to win after his character died, the way his voice was up by octaves when speaking to you. it made him sick. and heeseung no doubt knew what he was doing. jay’s scent was dominating the poor guy’s nose and vice versa. again, you being blissfully unaware, you let heeseung rub his scent on you, mistaking it as innocent affection.

and that was the absolute last straw for jay. once heeseung lost to you again and went to go get a snack, jay called out your name, making you pause your game. “what’s wrong, love?” you asked, but once you looked at him and the painful looking bulge in his pants it didn’t take a genius to figure out he was in heat. “aww, my poor baby. do you need help?” jay whines and palms himself, looking at you with pitiful eyes. he mumbles something incoherent as he touches himself, eyes fluttering closed. “I’m sorry?” you ask, approaching him and his eyes open again. “need you to fuck me, mommy. like you own me.”

how could you not take him to your room and lay him down, kissing up his neck in every spot he likes? you let him feel up your waist as you suckle on his neck, making him moan beautifully in your ear. any slightest shift of your body and you could feel his hard dick throbbing beneath you, exuding an almost unbearable heat. how could you not peel back his sweats and wrap your hand around it? a drip of precum immediately leaks down his shaft from your touch and it jolts in your hand when you pick up speed. “shit,” jay swears under his breath, gently holding your wrist. his ears flutter when you start rubbing his tip with your fingers, gathering all of his precum. you then bring them up to his mouth and he reluctantly parts his wet lips and lets you place them on his tongue before closing his wet mouth and sucking. his dick twitches again and he whines against your lips, “need to be inside you, mommy.”

you chuckle, pulling your fingers away and softly brushing his hair away with other hand, “okay, kitty, mommy will fuck you now.” and then you strip yourself of your clothing and you realize how wet you are yourself. jay moans at the sight of your drenched underwear and the way your inner thighs glistened and his hips almost instinctively buck up to meet your pussy. but then he’s taken aback when you grab his legs by his ankles and push them towards his head in the amazon position, making his eyes widen and his mouth drop. “you want mommy to fuck you like I own you, right?” jay nods, the position already sending him into sub space, “please, mommy.”

“okay, kitty,” you say and then sink down onto his cock. it takes you a moment to adjust since he’s so hard and warm, but then you slowly start fucking yourself on him, moaning as he stretches you out. jay’s already whining; your walls feel so perfect around his dick and he feels so vulnerable with his legs up and asshole exposed that his orgasm approaches rapidly. his sweet groans and moans only encourage you to go faster, tightening your grip on his legs, even when you feel his cum inside of you, now determined to chase after your own orgasm. he breaks into empty sobs and mewls when you keep riding him, the overstimulation making him overwhelmed. the lewd sound of your ass and thighs slapping against him filling the room along with your moans makes him hands fly up to your chest, gently cupping your breasts. “is my dick good, mommy?” he manages to ask between gasps and moans. to which you obviously replied, “of course, baby. your dick is perfect, just for mommy.” and he cums again, and you follow shortly after, finally slowing down and riding out your orgasms.

meanwhile, heeseung had heard everything. his own pathetic dick in his hand as he listened by your bedroom door, the scent of your combined arousal nearly driving him mad as he pumped himself and teased his nipples like a bad deer.

it was as expected; jay, my best friend since the beginning of college, developed feelings for me. classic cliché. why didn’t he confess sooner? I simply intimidated him. what was his arrangement with jake, exactly? I had no clue. I’d get my answer in due time.

this time around, word got to jake fairly quickly. how did I know? jake and jay’s competition to see who could be the clingiest was all the evidence I needed. constant texts and invites to meet up, with jake going as far as changing his contact name to your puppy <3. both of their faces contorting when the other’s name was mentioned.

so asking both of them to hangout at jake’s house was a recipe for disaster, but I thrive in chaos. besides, they were too geeked for me to say no, anyway.

in the meantime, they had both opened up to me about their new found submissiveness (well, technically, jay’s submissive side wasn’t new, it was just never expressed), and what intrigued them. their list of kinks and fantasies made me come up with a movie’s length of scenarios I’d replay before going to bed, with one instance of me just saying ‘fuck it’ and touching myself.

I knew today was going to be intense and I welcomed it with open arms. no matter what happened, it would go my way.

jay was driving me again. this time he was more chatty, but to be honest, what he was saying flew over my head. I couldn’t stop thinking about his list, the things that turn him on, and I let my impulsive thought of putting my hand on his thigh win. his words stammer a bit and his thigh tenses up, but he continues his story (something about math, I don’t know) as if nothing happened and I let out an occasionally ‘mhm’ when appropriate.

we parked in the same spot as last time in front of jake’s building. I followed jay up the steps with more confidence, even with that familiar tingle of nervousness in my stomach. the tension is strong as soon as jake opens the door. naturally, his eyes land on me first and he hits me with his warm smile and a polite welcome. his hair is still long and parted in the middle, looking as soft as ever. he had on a dark blue sweatshirt with our university logo on it paired with some light washed ripped jeans.

jake barely greeted jay. he glanced at him and flashed a thin smile, then stepped aside to let us in. I sat down at my usual spot—on the far right next to the arm rest— on jake’s couch after I removed my shoes, while jake grabbed some drinks. I patted the cushion next to me to invite jay to sit next to me, and he gladly accepts.

jay was wearing black sweats with a black, long sleeved shirt that was loose around his torso but still somehow showed off his waist every now and then. again, I rest my hand on his thigh, this time grabbing and squeezing it. jay’s thighs tense again and move away from my touch, but he puts his hand on mine and directs me towards his inner thigh, dangerously close to his dick.

jake’s eyes immediately land on my grip on jay’s thigh as he joins us with three cold cans of dr. pepper, unable to hide his small frown. “thank you, jakey.” I said after he hands me a can, unfazed. jake sets jay’s soda on the coffee table in front of him, then grabs the remote to the tv. he sets some distance between himself and jay as the tv comes to life, the netflix sound blaring through the speakers.

as expected, nobody could agree on what to watch. jay wanted to watch an action movie, while jake wanted to watch romance. I personally didn’t have a preference, but I voted for a scary movie just to stir the pot, which made jake practically whine in protest. it was honestly amusing to watch jake’s passive aggression effortlessly get shut down by jay’s direct and sharp tongue. I let them go back and forth for a few minutes before announcing I had to use the restroom, resulting in jake awkwardly giving directions. “o-oh, it’s, um, furtherest door to the right.”

I thank him and grab my tote bag, because there’s no way I’m repeating the same mistake as last time. jay is too nosy.

the boys are silent as I head towards the hallway, causing me to smirk. the tension is probably unbearable for them. once I reach the bathroom, I double check my bag. I have everything I need. I smile victoriously in the mirror, quickly adjusting my hair and my makeup.

I left as quickly as I arrived. apparently, too quickly as jay and jake were conversing through their teeth as if I was still doing my business. “this isn’t what we agreed to.” jay says, agitated. “you had your fun, now back off.” the silence that follows is brutal. I almost continue to the living room, until jake speaks up.

“why? afraid she likes me more now?”

I could picture jay’s expression as clear as day, brows furrowed and he clenched with a stare that could burn into you. “are you fucking kidding me?” his voice is raised, and if I didn’t know any better, I would think he’s now standing up with balled fists.

jake butts in immediately, not backing down, “she’s mine now.”

I had heard enough. I rejoined them in the living room, my anger clear as day. they’re both sitting in the same position I left them. jay looks up from his phone, his brows softening. jake’s mouth is agape, ashamed. “y’all are ridiculous.” they remain silent. as they should. “have y’all even considered how I feel about all this?”

“I’m sorry, y/n…” jake says, softly.

“quiet,” I snap back at him. “I had planned something fun for us, but it looks like you both need to be punished, again.”

I briefly dig in my tote bag until my hand finds the pink leather. I catch jake’s eyes widen as I reveal the collar and leash and he barely has the chance to react as I throw the collar towards him. he catches it with both hands, and I watch him inspect it. he runs his fingers over the smooth material and then flips it over where a heart shaped pendant decorated the front.

his glittery eyes meet my smirk. he opens his mouth to speak but I’ve already moved on to jay, tossing him an all black gagball. as I predicted, his cat eyes rise up to challenge me. however, he could never hide the glimmer of excitement beneath his intimidating glare that exposed his love for a cat and mouse game, foolishly claiming to be the predator as if he wasn’t the prey.

“well, don’t just stare at me. put them on.” I say to both of them. jake immediately unbuckles his collar and puts it up to his neck. he struggles for a bit, his fingers slipping, but eventually the leather is wrapped firmly around his throat. jay has barely moved. only his lips have curled as the gagball remained on his lap. “don’t start,” I warn him.

“you put it on me,” he demands me, already being bratty. typical.

I walk over to him, eyes never leaving his. his cockiness slightly falters as I tower over him, and with no warning my hand strikes his cheek. the smack reverberates throughout the living room, nearly concealing jake’s soft gasp. “don’t test me, today,” I say as I grab the gag on his lap and then shove it in his mouth. his cheek beams an irritated red as I secure the gag and make sure it’s not too tight.

after I step back from jay, I look towards jake. his hand is palming his crotch, hips slightly rolling, and his lip caught in his teeth. he looks gorgeous with that collar on; the light baby pink complimenting his skin perfectly. only one thing was missing…

I take the matching leash and clip it onto his collar, right next to the customized pendent—‘SLUT’ engraved in bold letters. jake’s breath hitches when I tug on the leash, whispering a soft “please.” his eyes plead with me, twinkling and sparkling. he does everything but bat his eyelashes to get his way.

I pull him closer until our noses nearly touch. his breath is warm and slightly erratic as his lips part and his eyelids begin to droop. to his disappointment, I don’t kiss him. instead I grip his chin, lightly tracing my thumb along his jaw. “go to your room.”

his breath hitches, and he opens his eyes to find confirmation in my expression. then he practically speed walks to his room, making the pendent clink against the clip of the leash. cute.

jay looked up at me with his rare tint of compliance, wanting to follow. his lips were moist but drool hadn’t made its way down his chin just yet. I could also begin to see the outline of his bulge through his dark sweatpants, but hasn’t touched himself—again, yet. “well, don’t just sit there.”

with jay trailing behind me, I meet jake sitting impatiently on his bed, his jeans starting to look uncomfortable. “strip. both of you.” I commanded as soon as jay closes the door. instantly, clothes are discarded on the floor, and for the first time I see jay completely naked. his stomach is toned but softer than jake’s; his muscle more concentrated on his biceps and legs. in addition, his hips, legs (more specifically his thighs), and cock were thicker than jake’s, all perfect for grabbing onto. “sit next to jake,” I tell him, and he joins jake on the edge of his bed with some distance between them.

I pull my shirt off and reveal red lace bra. their eyes instantly land on my chest, admiring how perfectly sculpted my boobs were. my pants soon follow and the attention is shifted to my matching panties hugging my hips.

jake is shameless with how needy he is; never keeping his tongue away from his lips as his eyes plead. to his disappointment, I order them to turn around on their hands and knees. he listens, anyway. although with a small pout.

jay once again glares at me with that stupid, smug look on his face. his body is kept completely still in defiance. “don’t start,” I warn him, again, but as always, he doesn’t back down. this results in me forcefully turning him over by his hips and landing a harsh slap to his ass. jay lets out a shocked, muffled groan and jerks forward. I spank him once more out of frustration and to let him know that I wasn’t playing around, this time earning a borderline sob from him. “now stay.”

once I was sure jay was going to stay put, I grab my tote that I had tossed on the floor and then turn my attention back towards jake, who was waiting patiently. I noticed the tip of his cock already glistening with precum, a small pearl threatening to leak from his slit onto his comforter.

I run my hands along his ass and the softest gasp flies past his mouth. he slightly squirms and whines when I lower them down to his thighs from how sensitive he is, making me place a hand on the lower side of his back to keep him in place. the other hand goes back to his ass cheek, gripping and squeezing it so I could see his tight, virgin hole. for a moment I admired its pretty shade of brown and the way it clenched in anticipation before kneeling down and dragging my tongue across it.

jake releases a cute gasp that breaks out into a moan. I repeat my previous action and he moans again, “oh my god!” he starts squirming again, trying to close his legs. I push his back so he’s face up ass down and tell him, “stay,” sternly. I watch him tighten his grip on his bedding as I dive back in, momentarily teasing him by hovering over his rim. he starts whimpering again, slightly wiggling his ass towards me in anticipation before my tongue reunited with his hole.

jake’s moans become consistent as I start to get sloppy; spitting and placing wet kisses along his rim. his hands find their way to his cheeks and he spreads them for me, earning himself a quick praise. “there you go, puppy.”

my eyes are then drawn to the pastel leash draped over his tense shoulder and I don’t think twice before grabbing and tugging on it. jake gasps at the sudden tightness around his throat paired with me lapping at his asshole. “mommy, please.” he starts pleading, and that’s my cue to stop. this is a punishment after all.

I drop the leash and his head falls back onto the bed. he nearly cried at the loss of pleasure, and couldn’t stop himself from arching back into my touch in vain.

jay, who has been unusually quiet, was in the same position I left him. although I did catch him sneaking a few jerks of his cock. his tip is now fully covered with his arousal. “so you do know how to shut up,” I laugh, “that won’t last long.” I land a harsh slap on his ass and it’s so cute how he can’t hold back his reaction—a soft groan and his body jumping forward but still arching back for more after getting over the initial shock.

I spank him again, and again. just until his groans fill the room and he starts to get lost in the pleasure before I tell him, “count.” jay looks over his shoulder, an almost ditzy-like confusion on his face.

another slap echoes throughout the room, and jay has no choice but to mumble out the number one. he’s so pitiful as he counts for me. his head hangs low as he tries to pronounce the numbers; his ass getting redder and redder after each jiggle. he’s so embarrassed (and turned on), but I wasn’t going to stop there. “I’m sorry what was that?” I ask and pull him up by his hair, an evil smile tugging at my lips.

I heard him loud and clear as he could be. I was just obsessed with ripping him apart and breaking him down to the point he was nothing but a needy kitten for me.

jay sniffles and swallows the saliva that attempted to spill from the corners of his mouth, then says the number 18. satisfied, I spank him two more times, once on each cheek, and let go of his hair. I gently massage the hand prints that could potentially becoming bruises before a whimper shifts my focus.

jake couldn’t handle my lack of attention. he started humping the air like he was in heat, his cock twitching from the lack of stimulation.

“oh, you stupid puppy,” I chuckle, coldly, “can’t even handle not being touched for 5 minutes.”

jake whines and looks at me with starry eyes, “mommy, I just want your hands all over me.”

“alright,” I say then pull him closer to me and jay, “just don’t you dare cum.”

jake swears to me that he won’t, and I grab the bottle of lube from my bag. jake tenses up on e he hears the sound of the cap popping open and peers over his shoulder to watch me. his gaze is practically pornographic; pretty, compliant eyes focused on me and mouth ajar as he waits for me to pleasure him.

I warm the liquid between my fingers before rubbing it around his rim. his eyes instantly close and his jaw goes slack as I coat his hole. I feel him tense beneath my fingertips as he releases the prettiest moan.

I continue rubbing jake’s hole, teasing him by ever so slightly inserting my finger then pulling out, causing him to whimper. then I place my other hand on jay’s ass. he shivers from my warm breath tickling him, and groans when my tongue connects to his hole.

both of their noises fill up the room as I pleasure them—jake’s precious whines layered with jay’s muffled groans making my stomach flutter. I wanted more.

so finally I push myself fingers inside jake, and he nearly screams from the stretch, “oh, fuck!” he swallows them nicely for being inexperienced, and his walls clenched around the new feeling. “please,” jake starts to whine, arching into me.

I fight the urge to coo at him. instead I slowly start moving in and out of him. he hisses, but quickly gets used to it.

meanwhile, jay is practically melting from my tongue. I prod, suck, and kiss his hole until it’s dripping with my saliva. my core heats up everytime jay’s groans break off into a soft whine, and he tries to swallow his own saliva that’s most definitely coating his chin by now.

unconsciously, I start pumping my fingers in and out of jake faster, the lewd sound of lube increasing in volume along with jake’s moans. my tongue laps at jay’s asshole at the same speed, and he starts leaning towards me to meet my tongue.

“oh fuck, mommy! oh my god!!” jake cries when I found his prostate, his thighs beginning to tremble.

I can’t help pulling away from jay and smirking at him, “aww, looks like I found puppy’s g-spot,” I laugh as I continue rubbing his spot, making him squirm, “how cute.”

“mommy, I need to cum. please, please let me cum.” he looks at me over his shoulder, eyes red and glossed over with tears. I almost gave in because of how cute he looked begging for me—almost innocent—but I pulled out anyway, making his tears stream down his face. “no, please,” jake whines from the loss of pleasure, and his cock twitches from his denied orgasm.

I spank him, making him jerk, “lay on your back.” I watch jake pause then move his aching thighs, slightly struggling to turn over, before giving the same command to jay.

sitting back on my heels, I admire both of them. their cocks are an identical shade of red, and both of their swollen tips are leaking with precum.

jake’s chest is still softly heaving from the previous edging. the tears have dried down to faint, sticky streaks on his crimson cheeks. it was so precious that I couldn’t tell if I wanted to kiss them or create more.

jay looked a mess. as expected, drool had dribbled down his chin and his hair was ruffled in different directions. I snicker at him, leaning forward and trapping him between my arms, “you look so pathetic.” I see his eyes sparkle and soften—the glint of obedience making a reappearance—and if I didn’t know any better, I’d think those eyes were jake’s.

before jay could glare at me again, I attach my lips to his nipple. he hisses and curves his back as soon as I lick him, urging me to suck harder. I move my lips throughout his chest, leaving behind deep purple marks on his flushed skin. he wriggles beneath me, turning his head as he groans for me. I smile against his skin, giving the fresh hickey a gentle peck, then grab his chin to make him face me.

“you want this off?” I ask him, tapping the gag ball with my finger. I also take note of jake’s hips not so discreetly thrusting the air. jay nods without any hint of attitude, so I gently lift his head and unbuckle the gag.

by then, I felt like I was going to burst into flames because of how hot I was from wrecking them and not being touched. “jake, come take these off for me,” I tell him, running my finger underneath my bra strap. he rushes up to unhook my bra, “yes, mommy.”

it takes all but a second to have my bra sliding down my arms with my panties tossed alongside it. the cool air hits my nipples and my wetness hard, and as if he knew, jake eyed those areas, longingly, then looked at me for my approval.

“be a good puppy and mommy will reward you, okay?” I say. jake is disappointed, but nods anyways.

I slide off the bed, momentarily, to grab the strap on from my bag and adjust it on my hips. jake’s eyes practically light up, and his cock throbs. I know his mind is going back to the night he touched himself for me, moaning into the phone about how bad he wanted me to fuck his ass with me towering over him. how bad he wanted my hands wrapped around his neck as I corrupted his body.

jake starts to lift himself up on his elbows and turning his hips to change position but I stop him, “stay right there, babe. I wanna see your face while I ruin you.”

he stops in his tracks and hums from the image I’ve put in his head. still on his elbows, he looks up at me in awe as I take my place in between his legs. I place my thumb on his lips, rubbing them before pushing it into his mouth. he gladly accepts it and starts sucking, allowing himself to moan against me and his eyes to feel heavy.

“harder,” I tell him, the lust wrapped around my voice making him obey immediately. his plush lips and tongue feel good around me, my mind starts to drift and think about how good they’d be wrapped around my strap or kissing my pussy. I know he’d look up at me with the cutest puppy eyes as if he wasn’t doing anything naughty. I know he’d moan against me when he sees how good he’s pleasuring his mommy, eventually grinding against the mattress or his palm until I scold him and he tries to use his pretty eyes to get out of a punishment.

another whine from jake brings me back to reality, and I slowly remove my thumb from his mouth. I then drag my hand down his chest; wiping his saliva on himself during the process; brushing against his toned tummy and his cock, which makes him tremble and start to whimper out, “please, please. I’ve been good.”

I place my hands on his thighs and lift his legs up for easy access. jake gasps and his faces starts to burn from the vulnerable position he’s in.

“mommy, I’ve been good too. don’t do this again,” jays speaks up, however with a noticeable tremble in his voice. he’s never sound so gentle, it made me take pity on him. “come behind mommy.”

it was cute seeing how urgently he moved. the warmth lingering of his skin quickly embraced mine as he approached me. jay didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around me, the feeling of my waist making his chest lean onto me.

jay rests his chin on my shoulder, his hands sneakily making their way towards my breast, “I wanna watch you put it in.”

his words took me by surprise and made my body ignite in flames. they seemed to have to same effect on jake judging by the way his cock abruptly twitches.

I chuckle and say, “me too, babe.” then I align the toy with jake’s hole, which is still generously coated with lube. he clenches when the tip touches him and bites his lip. I start pushing slowly, not wanting to hurt him. he groans when he feels himself stretching out and eventually begin to swallow the strap.

jay and I’s breath hitch almost simultaneously when I’m halfway in and jakes hands grip his ass to spread himself for me.

“good puppy, you’re taking me so well.”

he whimpers when I finally bottom out and he gets used to being so full, but momentarily he relaxes and gives me the okay to keep going. I start pulling out, slowly, then renter him.

jake’s lips form an ‘o’ as he watches me fill him up, moaning everytime my hips touch the back of his thighs.

“you can go faster, now,” jake says with urgency.

“is that how you ask,” I respond, halting my movements. my grip tightening on his thighs.

he’s quick to rush out an apology, “I’m sorry, mommy. can you please go faster?” he gives me those eyes again, and paired with his hands spreading himself open it was like he’d done this before.

however, he can’t trick me so easily. I pull out until the tip is barely inside him and smile down at him, “oh, yeah? anything else you wanna apologize for?” and then I slam into him, pushing his little body forward as he gasps.

“I-“ he starts before breaking off into a deep moan when I repeat my previous actions.

“aww, is my puppy being fucked dumb now?” I laugh so viciously at him, watching his eyes brim up with tears.

meanwhile, jay’s hands boldly grope at my breasts. his thumbs delicately trace around my nipples, causing me to sharply inhale. everytime I pulled out his hard cock would so gently brush against my ass, making my brain fuzzy as I watched jake fall apart beneath me.

“I-I’m sorry, mommy,” jake tries again, “puppy’s s-sorry for being a bad slut,” his voice breaks off into a mewl. all of his previous sultry moans have transitioned into high-pitched cries as I quicken my pace.

“so you’ve finally realized how slutty you are—just a dirty puppy for me to use how I please.” I groan softly as jay starts to nip at my neck, his body almost impossibly close. I needed him now.

“mmm, jay, you wanna be a good kitty and fuck me now?”

he releases my neck with a satisfying smack from his lips, breathlessly replying, “yes. fuck, yes.” I instruct him towards the condom in my bag. whether it was the same one he grabbed that day in his dorm, who knows, jay ripped it open without a care.

with a hand resting on my hip, he pushes inside of me, both of us moaning at the feel of each other. his thrusts are short and slow, giving me plenty of space to keep fucking jake.

all of our moans combined created such a sweet harmony. jays rich moans and groans and occasional whimpers mingled with jake’s mewls and sobs had me pushing towards the edge.

I lean forward and cage jake between my arms. his hands move from his ass to hold up his legs for me. his eyes shut when I start ramming into him, forcing tears to stream down his face. all his sweet sounds were muted as his brain turned to mush. the only sounds he could produce being sorry sniffles.

jay matched my rhythm effortlessly. hips pounding against mine and delicious moans in my ear sending shivers down my spine as I feel my climax approaching at any moment.

and jake, with incredible timing, finally cries out, “can’t hold it. mommy, please can I cum? I’ve been so good. been a good boy for you. please.”

the desperation that oozed from him was too precious, and in all fairness, he had been good. so, pulling firmly on his leash, I say, “wanna cum with mommy, baby?”

he nods immediately, almost comically fast, placing his hand gently on top of mine, “yes, thank you.”

“can I cum too, mommy?” jay asks, breathlessly. the slight tremble in his voice confirms to me that he’s also close as well.

after giving jay the okay, he fucks me faster, both hands gripping my breasts. I can’t help but moan as my core starts to flare up.

ultimately, it was jake who came first with a abrupt sob as his body spasms; trying so desperately to curl himself into a pathetic ball. I don’t catch it at first, but he does whisper a tiny “thank you” once the nearly endless wave of cum finished coating his flushed skin.

then, after seeing jake’s pretty orgasm, I came next. my thrusts nearly halt and my walls clenched tight around jay’s cock, causing him to release a shaky groan and curse behind me. my eyes close as I let the pleasure overcome me, resting the hand that was on jake’s leash on his chest. his cum smears on my hands but I don’t mind. I knew he would lick it up for me later.

“fuck, mommy. I- shit!” jay pushes himself as deep as he could go, making me completely topple onto jake from how sensitive I was. I plant my face near his neck, and he rests his hands so delicately over my hair while I let jay finish inside me.

I still lay on jake as jay pulls out of me, too burnt and too comfortable to move a muscle. jake’s hands traveling down to my waist to embrace me, carefully massaging my mid back. I unconsciously bury my myself into his neck, one hand reaching out to play with his silky hair.

jay loosens the harnesses on my strapon (even though jake and I weren’t going to be pulling ourselves apart anytime soon), before announcing that he was getting cloths to clean ourselves with, which is a shock within itself considering he’s the type to completely knock out after sex. therefore, I was nowhere near prepared to feel the cool wet cloth on my inner thighs, making me hiss but eventually relax.

I let the two of them pamper me—finally surrendering to their affection, and disconnecting myself from the haunting question that I would have to ask myself…

who am I choosing?

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—heeseung ✩

in all honesty, you were exhausted. work had sucked all the energy out of you, but heeseung was horny. you could tell instantly by his clinginess as soon as you attempted to roll out of bed, his hands possessively gripping your waist. that followed by his constant texts throughout the day confirmed that you were going to come home to a needy mess of a boyfriend. “mommy, I need you so bad. need you to touch my dick,” heeseung moaned as soon you walked in your bedroom, his clothes tossed on the floor and his naked hips rolling into the mattress. “mommy’s tired, sweetie,” you say, honestly. however, heeseung is quick to come up with a solution, “then just let me ride your thigh, mommy. I’ll do all the work.” it was impossible to pass up on his offer. so once you were changed into some comfy clothing, you let him straddle you. his cock is already slicked with his precum, and it smears all over your pants as he starts riding you. he nearly shakes from pleasure as his dick is finally touching you, letting out the prettiest moans. “feel good, hee?” you ask, letting a hand rise to his chest so you could rub his nipple. “mmm, yes. I love rubbing my cock against you, mommy.”

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—jay ✩

ohhh man. he’s gonna be so bratty about it. his ego will make him hesitate in doing any kind of work. he needs to be broken into absolute submission for him to straddle your thigh. and you being as determined as you are, did exactly that. it was hard to get him to keep his hands off himself (you might even had to put him in a chastity cage), and when you did let him touch himself he wasn’t allowed to cum. he didn’t even last a week before he started begging, “fuck, please let me cum. I’ll do anything, please.” he knew he messed up as soon as he said that, but at that moment he didn’t care. he needed to cum. “ride my thigh.” you respond, presenting your thigh covered with a pair of your leggings. he’s hesitant, but ultimately swings his leg over yours and lowers himself onto you. jay bites his lip when he starts rolling his hips, processing the new feeling, and it isn’t long before his need to cum forces himself to go faster. his low sighs turn into desperate groans as he chases the release he’s been longing for. “gonna make a mess on my thigh?” you ask to taunt him. he moans in response, too ashamed to tell you how he actually loves how pathetic he feels. the long streaks of cum that burst out of him is all the answer you need, anyway.

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—jake ✩

jake’s a real horny boy. that means he’ll do anything to get off even if it’s humiliating. besides, he’s so pretty when he’s pathetic. “come on, you can do better than that. I thought you wanted to cum?” you taunt him knowing damn well he was giving it his all. he whines and the corners on his lips turn into a pout, but he picks up the pace nonetheless. he moans at the feeling of his head brushing against the skin of your thigh, the puddle of precum adding to his pleasure. “please, mommy, puppy is doing so good. please.” jake babbles, ending in a whimper. you spank him, making him yelp and jerk forward, his head now resting on the dip of your shoulder. “you’ll cum when mommy tells you to.” you say, coldly, then spank him again. he starts whimpering in your ear, his legs starting to shake. “mommy, I can’t hold it. so close. please.” his voice cracks and breaks into a sob at the end. jake’s now fully embracing you with his arms wrapped tight around you as he shakes and squirms. “alright, puppy. cum on mommy’s thigh.” as soon as you give him permission he sobs in your neck, the tears rolling down to your chest, and his body jolts from his orgasm. he stays still for awhile, too embarrassed to see the mess he’s made.

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—sunghoon ✩

you made him dress all pretty for you. a cute navy sailor themed lingerie set with a skirt that barely covered his ass. a dusty rose blush was also applied to his cheeks, contrasting the bright red his ears were beaming. his hands flexed in the cuffs that were behind his back as he grinds on you to his best ability. you laughed at his struggle while you leaned back on the headboard. you haven’t lifted a finger to help him once. “you look so pathetic, hoon.” you degrade him between your laughter. he whines in response, his body heating up to a level he didn’t know was possible. he wants to talk back, to “demand” his orgasm, but breaking your no speaking rule would turn you even more sadistic than you are now. besides, he secretly prefers you watching him falling apart more.

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—sunoo ✩

he was so needy. just like jay sunoo is a receiver, but when he’s needy he’ll do anything. you were reading a book for quite sometime now. the plot and characters transporting you to a different world you just couldn’t get out of. this made sunoo very pouty from your lack of attention; not content with your indifferent hums of acknowledgment after calling out to you. “mama!” he whined and tugged on your shirt. again, another hum is his answer, your eyes never leaving the text. then suddenly you’re brought back to reality as sunoo crawls onto your thigh and starts grinding. his lower half is completely naked but his dick is mostly covered by his oversized black tee, his wet tip only peeking out when he ruts forward. “awww, my cute slut just couldn’t wait.” you coo, finally tossing your book aside and placing your hands on the curves of his waist. “waited for you all day, mama.” he says in between soft whimpers. he was too cute. you just couldn’t help shifting your hands down to his plump ass, occasionally teasing his hole with the tips of your fingers. “want you inside, please, mama,” he asks so sweetly, you obviously couldn’t deny him.

it was over a week since I fucked jake. finals season was finally over, and students all around campus were all sighing and celebrating with relief. so it was no surprise that jay invited me to hangout at his dorm.

now technically students of the opposite sex weren’t allowed to share or visit a dorm but nobody snitches in our building and as long as you’re not disruptive, you won’t ever get caught.

jay’s dorm was one floor below mine near the cafeteria. he shared his dorm with heeseung, who wasn’t necessarily troublesome, but they did often bicker with each other.

it was around 2pm when I made my way down to his dorm with a tote bag full of snacks and my choice of toys. three taps later, jay urges me—more like the snacks—inside. he’s wearing a well loved white tee with oversized black sweats that barely hug his hips. his black hair was a little messy, his fringe going opposite directions, but on jay it was charming.

“took you long enough,” he says as if he didn’t just get up an hour ago. I scoff and roll my eyes as I plop onto his bed, letting the tote fall off my shoulders. jay notices the bag of chips peeking out and snatches it immediately.

“I don’t think you should be the one complaining,” I respond, vaguely. he glanced back at me, his brow arched as he opens the chips.

I never told jay what happened at jake’s house. I gave him an earful for having ‘last minute work,’ sure, but he has no idea that jake and I had sex, and from how indifferent he’s been acting I assume jake hasn’t told him either. it doesn’t matter, he’s still going to know how I feel about setting me up with Jake behind my back, knowing that he was gonna try and dominate me.

jay brushes me off by scoffing and shoving a chip in his mouth. before he had the chance to say anything smart, a door creaks open followed by steam and a dripping heeseung. his skin was glistening with fresh dew drops of water from the shower and his damp hair, which was lightly tussled from his towel that now draped over his shoulder. the only clothing he had on was his boxers. “oh! hi, y/n.” I notice he slightly stammered, barely meeting my eyes as he rushes over to his dresser.

I’ve seen him naked before, many times, so why is he so shy now? I watch his toned back and shoulder muscles contort as he opens a drawer. one droplet of water streams down the lower curve of his back until it’s absorbed by the hem of his boxers that covered what I wanted to see the most.

a chuckle from jay rips my attention away, and I see him holding a bright blue wrapper. I didn’t even notice that he went searching in my bag for more snacks. “you didn’t tell me you and jake went well,” he starts. his tone was amused, but I caught that hint of lust that was hidden below the surface. “or else I would’ve had you here much sooner.” he’s so close. his cologne, his warmth, his desire hit me all at once as he stood over me.

heeseung was now frozen, tshirt in hand, as he watched jay put his hand on my chin, his thumb threaten to swipe my lips. then he kisses me. his lips move at an alarming pace, all of the attraction and desire finally overflowing and possessing him. I sat through it all, stunned. this is nowhere near what I planned. nowhere in my mental play through did jay reveal that not only did he set jake up with me, he set himself up as well.

I pull away and smirk, “would you really? judging by how you’re acting now, you’d run scared if you knew what really happened,” I place my hand between his pecks and shove him. his face drops as he staggers backwards.

heeseung was like a deer in headlights; eyes bulging as mini puddles surround his feet, shirt still in hand, which made the new tent in his boxers even more noticeable.

“heeseung, baby,” I call out, and I see him gulp. “let’s show him what I really came here for.”

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heeseung, still damp, laid on his bed; his legs sprawled out and head thrown back as he propped himself up on his elbows. he looked straight out of a painting. his skin glistened in the indirect sunlight from the window that separated the two beds, highlighting the curve of his pectorals and each individual ab. the boxers still clung to his hips with a dark, wet in the center of his bulge. his doe eyes followed my every move, anticipating my next step.

jay took my spot on his bed, the condom still in hand. his feline eyes were a nice contrast to heeseung’s—sharp, attentive, analytical. I stride over to him, a wicked grin on my face. “strip me,” I order him. my smile grows wider when I see his confusion that results in a small ‘what?’ from him. “strip. me.” I repeat, and his hands fly to my shirt.

he has me down to my bra and underwear in seconds. he rests his hands on my bra strap, looking up at me with cockiness I’d soon break him out of. finally, he unhooks my bra and I let it slide down my arms onto the floor. jay licks his lips at the sight of my breasts, but resists the urge and moves on to my panties. “so wet, baby,” he groans, his thumbs circling around my hip bones with his gaze fixed on my labia.

I link my fingers into his messy hair and tug his head up, his cat eyes now locked onto mine. “how bad you want me?” the answer is so obvious. the bulge in his sweatpants and his iron grip on the condom (which we wouldn’t use that day) is all the confirmation I need, but only words could satisfy me.

jay guides my hand to his boner and lets me palm it. “feel how fucking hard I am. I need you so bad.” there we go, that’s what I needed. I squeeze his dick and he hisses, bucking his hips into my touch. “hmm, maybe if you’re a good boy and watch me play with heeseung, I’ll let you fuck me.” his eyes widen at my proposition and I could see the wheels turning in his head.

he then pulls my closer and rests his chin on my stomach, sneaking his hands to my ass and squeezing. “I need you now.” his tone is challenging me, but I step back and grab his chin. “you could’ve had me sooner if only you had used your big boy words. now stay put.” he had nothing else to say, and did as he was told, although with a very sour look. I turn around and let him get a good look at my backside as I approach heeseung, who was waiting very patiently.

I join him on his bed and straddle him. he moans when my naked pussy comes in contact with his untouched cock. “miss me?” I ask him. it’s been a few months since the night I pegged him, and frankly, I’ve missed him myself. how could I not when his moans and his begging are damn near pornstar level?

“so much, mommy,” he smiles, then I bend down to kiss him. his lips are so soft and plump, I couldn’t resist the urge to bite them. he whimpers against me and I start grinding on him. even clothed his dick feels good between my lips and on my clit; so much that I pull away to moan.

heeseung’s wet lips are now red and puffy, some spit starting to drip onto his chin. I gather it with my finger and bring it to his parted lips. he gladly sucks on it and moans, his eyes threatening to close only for me to pull away and leave a bigger mess on his face.

I turn my head towards jay. his sweats are pooled around his ankles with his hand is palming himself and his lip is caught between his teeth. “did I say you could touch yourself?” I snap. he makes no effort to stop, instead argues, “how can I not touch myself when you’re naked in front of me?”

“don’t let me catch you again or you’ll regret it,” I warn him—actually more like dared him. I wanted to catch him again so I could see how pathetic he looks trying to get off while imagining he was in heeseung’s place, only to put him down and laugh in his face.

I turn back to heeseung and give him a quick kiss before telling him to take off his boxers. his naked dick felt so warm against me, making me moan and drag his tip between my folds. “mommy, please,” he whines, pleading at me with his doe eyes. his hands are still clutched by his sides. he knows not to touch me without permission.

“please what, love?”

“please fuck me, mommy. I need you so bad.” he says, breathless as I continue teasing his tip, frequently bringing it to my entrance only to drag back up to my clit.

jay lets out a frustrated groan, his cock now fully out while he thrusted into his hand. “fuck, y/n! stop ignoring me.” the frustration has his eyebrows furrowed, and his free hand grasping at his sheets. I peek at his tip—an angry red dripping with thick precum.

“what did I say?” I start, but he’s quick to bite back, “then come touch me.” I was going to deny him, when a wicked plan came to mind. I climb off of heeseung, who whines in protest but makes no move to stop me, and stand in front of his bed. “come here,” I call jay over with my finger. he follows, completely slipping off his briefs and his sweats in the process.

“if you want me to touch you, you’re gonna have to listen and shut that fucking mouth of yours.” my tone is harsh, the complete opposite of how I speak to heeseung. those sharp eyes are daring me, fighting for power. I knew he had a comeback waiting for me, and seconds later he utters the two words—with a shit-eating grin—that set me off, “make me.”

immediately I grab his hair and pull his face towards my pussy. he barely has enough time to open his mouth and let his tongue press between my folds. his licks are lazy and slightly hesitant; short, quick kitten laps that could count as teasing. I briefly grind my hips against his face, making his tongue drag from my core to my clit, before pulling away.

jay’s face was beautiful—mouth and chin covered in cum, and for a split moment, his dominant demeanor was chipped away and I saw the submission that he hid deep below the surface, just like I knew there would be. he was more than capable of being a good kitty, but clearly being disobedient was more fun for him. he proved that to be true when that smug look creeped back onto his face, saying, “is that it?”

I knew he would take it this far, that it wouldn’t be easy. unfortunately for him, I came prepared. I dragged him to his bed and had him cuffed in seconds, even with him fighting and trying wriggle away. then I propped a vibrator wand on his dick and wasted no time turning it on a medium setting.

jay flinches and groans at the vibrations, his hands clenching in the cuffs. “shit,” he curses. “you did it to yourself. now shut up until I come back.”

then for the last time, I grab the last of the toys in my bag and turn back to heeseung, whose poor cock was aching for me. as soon as he sees he sees the strapon in my hands he flips over and arches his back into the position we both like.

“I’ve been waiting patiently, mommy,” heeseung says after I slip on the strapon and sit behind him, pushing his ass towards me.

“yes you have, my good boy,” I said, “you must’ve been thinking about me earlier, huh?” his hole was already red and puffy from being played with rather recently. my mind goes to him in the shower, stuffing himself with his fingers, either with his hand over his mouth or his teeth biting his lip to keep quiet. the things I’d do to see that.

my question catches him off guard and he stammers, cutely, “y-yes, mommy. I just missed you playing with me. I didn’t cum, I promise.” I massage his ass cheeks, making him lean into me more. “I know, hee. you’re a good boy, unlike jake and jay.” I sneak a glance at jay, and he’s thrusting his neglected cock into the wand, his lip trapped in his teeth to silence himself. “that’s why you’re getting fucked and he’s not.”

finally, I pop the cap of the lube and lather it on the dildo. I needed to fuck him badly, and I was grateful he had already prepped himself. all I had to was align myself with his entrance and slowly push in. heeseung moans at the slight stretch and again when he bottoms out. I wait for him the adjust, until his patience finally runs thin and he starts fucking himself on me.

it doesn’t take long for heeseung to start telling me how good he feels. a string of moans, curses, and ‘oh yes’s leave heeseungs lips as I keep thrusting into him. his head now buried between his arms. I feel jay’s eyes on us as I pick up the pace, but I keep my focus on the dildo sliding in and out of heeseung’s needy asshole.

the sounds of heeseung’s whines and jay’s groans were, dare I say, heavenly. there was something about hee’s pleasure layered with jay’s frustration that made my stomach warm with arousal.

“mommy, you feel so good inside of me.” heeseung’s getting louder, which means he’s already close. so I pull him up by to hair towards my chest, the other hand collapsed over his mouth so there’s no noise complaints. “you’re gonna make a mess all over your bed?” he nods and muffles a hum of affirmation in between moans. it only takes a few more thrusts and muffled moans for cum to start dripping onto his sheets from his balls.

after gently fucking him through his orgasm, I pull out and grab him the towel he used previously from his shower. then after a quick peck to his temple, I stride back to jay, who, surprisingly, hasn’t came yet. although his cock is borderline purple and consistently twitching from the agonizing vibrations.

“fuck, finally! please touch me, I can’t cum without you. I need you, please.” I grin at his rambling, completely satisfied at his vulnerable state. “maybe if you tell me how much of a bad slut you are.” jay’s jaw goes slack, and if it weren’t for the vibrator making his body jolt, he would’ve been frozen. “I-“

“go on,” I say after he hesitates and turn the vibrator up on its highest setting. he practically jumps and cries out, “shit! okay, okay! I’ve been bad.” displeased, I glare at him, holding the toy against the head of his cock. “you’ve been a bad what? don’t make me leave you like this.”

by now jay is sobbing. a collection of precum from his red tip has gathered onto his stomach, his wrists are bruised. I never thought I’d have the pleasure to see him look so pathetic. “a s-slut! I’ve been a bad slut! please let me cum.” his teary eyes are now shut as he whines, his body frantic as it tries to twist and turn away from the punishment of the toy.

I chuckle. “there, was that so hard?” I remove the vibrator and replace it with my mouth. jay instinctively tries thrusts his hips into me but I hold them down as he rapidly repeats ‘thank you.’ his cock is covered in his precum, making it messy and sloppy as I bob my head up and down, occasionally licking his shaft. his moans were now broken into desperate whines as his high finally creeped up to him. “shit, I’m gonna cum. I’m cumming, mommy.” his body clenches and I feel his dick twitch in my mouth before he orgasms with a broken sob.

I swallow what I can and let the rest pool onto his stomach as his pants turn into deep breaths. I crawl up to the headboard and uncuff his wrists, gently massaging the red marks that have formed and will eventually bruise. “jay,” I start. he looks up at me with heavy, half-lidded eyes through his messy hair humming a small ‘hm?’ “you’ve got some explaining to do.”