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➵ Warnings : Pervert!Mingi, Vaguely mentioned but it’s roleplay not situational (Mingi has no intentions of pressing send), Overstimulation, Filming, Heavy (Heavy) degradation, More kinky than I’d like to admit, Usage of toys, Bondage, Mocking + Humiliation, Mingi’s basically an undercover freak within the friend group, Jealous!Mingi, They’re together low-key but no one knows, Insinuated Y/N x Yunho, Marking, Multiple orgasms, Basically super unrealistic and messy lmao, Dumbification, Posessive!Mingi, Aftercare.
➵ A/N: Not suitable for those looking for vanilla AT ALL. Under 15’s DNI.
You could hear the teasing tone in Mingi’s voice from a mile away, your face scrunching up as you nodded your head. You couldn’t help but whine when the male turned on the vibrator situated between your thighs yet again, desperately trying to close your legs despite the frivolous nature of your actions. With the rope securing your feet in place it was impossible for you to even think about breaking free, especially since Mingi’s been edging you for almost half an hour. When a tear ran down your cheek Mingi wiped it away, cooing at you while you helplessly whimpered.
“Oh my poor Y/N, you need to learn how to listen.”
His hand went to your waist, stroking your soft skin as sweat and tears now soaked the sheets surrounding your head. You’d think the male would be his usual, caring self even in the bedroom, but it was clear that he enjoyed torturing you so much more. Slowly snaking down to your thigh, Mingi gripped your supple skin, moulding it as your body started to shake once again. You were starting to cry at this point, your moans only interrupted by sobs at the thought of your orgasm being ripped from you once again.
“You keep disobeying me… do you enjoy this? I thought a pretty girl like you wouldn’t be so dirty..”
Your back arched off the bed as the coil in your stomach tightened, your fists clenching as you strained against the cuffs chaining you to the headboard. Mingi stroked your hair with a soft smile, watching with perverse excitement as you helplessly whined. Everyone expected him to be the sweetest out of the group due to his general warmhearted nature, yet currently he made the others seemed tame in comparison.
“Such a little painslut. Tch, was it worth whoring yourself out to my friends?”
When you tried to protest, despite your mind being almost completely empty, Mingi clamped a hand over your mouth. Your eyes widened at this, your moans muffled as Mingi now pressed down firmer with a smirk.
“Imagine if your lovely little Yuyu saw you like this, a complete fucking mess because of me. My little toy to play with whenever I want, however I want. Little, innocent Y/N, the undercover freak.”
Mingi’s fingers traced lightly over your lips, a dark chuckle leaving his lips when your eyes rolled in your sockets. You were probably too fucked out to even understand a word he was saying, he could tell from your dazed expression. Smirking, Mingi took his phone out of his pocket, pressing record and turning up the vibration. You let out pleasured screams, instantly orgasming as you cried and strained helplessly. Your body jumped on the bed as if you were convulsing, and the only sound you could hear was Mingi’s laughter as kissed and licked at your ear.
“My pretty fucktoy.. right baby?”
You nodded in a craze, your screams never faltering as you felt Mingi bite into the soft skin of your neck. He sucked harshly on your skin until a purplish bruise formed, soothing it with his tongue before speaking again.
“Just me though, right? You’re all mine?”
When you nodded again Mingi tutted, tapping your cheek lightly to get you to focus.
“Come on now, I need verbal confirmation. Who do you belong to?”
Your words were slurred as you spoke, voice hoarse.
“Y-You!”
“No one else? What about Yunho? You seem pretty friendly with him.”
You shook your head again, soon piping up however when Mingi let out an exasperated sigh.
“N-No! Y..You M-Mingi!-”
Your words were cut off by a strangled moan as you came again, body still squirming as the throbbing between your legs became almost unbearable. Satisfied, Mingi pressed a kiss to your lips, drawing out your bottom lip with his teeth before pulling away so he could zoom in on the swollen skin. He then turned the camera to face him, beaming proudly as your begs could still be heard in the background.
“Hear that? It’s official, Y/N’s off-limits. She’s not the campus whore anymore, she’s my personal property.”
His smile dropped slightly as he spoke seriously to the camera, wanting to get his point across as clearly as possible.
“Don’t touch what’s mine.”
Mingi then showed you one more time to the camera before turning it off, placing his phone on the bedside table and slowly turning down the vibrator until it came to a complete stop. Even with the toy motionless, your body still shook. You’d never been overstimulated this far before. When you turned to Mingi once again, eyes still blurry with tears, his expression had softened immensely. A comforting arm circled its way around your waist, holding you against him as soon as he unlocked your cuffs and removed the ropes from your ankles. You immediately curled into his embrace, sniffling as you still shook.
“Was that too much?”
You shook your head no, too far gone to process words as you rested your head on his warm chest. The two of you simply laid there for a while, waiting until you’d stopped shaking so hard before Mingi let you go. He quickly ran a bath, carrying you over and placing you in it before getting in behind you. His arms then fell to their rightful place around your waist once again, holding you tight as he pressed soft kisses to your shoulder and nape.
“You’re so pretty.”
You let out a soft chuckle at this, bring an arm up sluggishly so you could caress Mingi’s face from his position behind you. He smiled and kissed your hand before settling into the task of washing you painstakingly carefully. It was to the feeling of his skilled fingers massaging your scalp that you fell asleep, exhausted from everything. Like every other time you’d engaged in such rigorous play, Mingi dried you and dressed you, laying you on the sofa as he changed the sheets. He then placed you in the freshly-changed bed, pressing a kiss to your forehead as he held you against him, starting to drift off himself with the feeling of your warm body heat.
San scoffed at your tear-stained cheeks, his lips curving up into a smug smirk at the distressed state you were in. Hands tied behind your back with his tie you lay on your front, your head turned to the side so he could see you cry. He grabbed your neck and pulled you up slightly, playing with the strap of the gag in your mouth while his breath caressed your ear softly.
”My dirty little brat, could you be any more pathetic than you are now? Wearing dresses like that to a company dinner, how whorish of you.”
The whimper you let out when he struck your cheek (light enough to give you pleasure but not too hard as to hurt you) was muffled by the gag, the salt of your tears mixing with the saliva pooling on your chin. San loved seeing you like this, a beautiful little mess willing to take all the pain he gave you. Of course it was a punishment however, so he couldn’t give you what you wanted right away.
“Now let’s see what the little brat looks like, I bet you’re all wet like the naughty slut you are, hmm?”
You winced as San quickly pulled the skirt of your dress up, exposing you to him. A loud chuckle left his mouth as he saw your exposed core, the panties he was expecting not there. He cocked an eyebrow at you in the mirror he had you in front of, running a finger up your slit as you shivered under him.
“What a dirty, dirty girl. God, it’s like you’re asking me to smack that ass of yours raw.”
When he started to rub you harsher you tried to close your legs around his hand, feeling too sensitive after the night before. Although it had been nice cockwarming San it had left you overly horny and overly sensitive, a deadly combination especially when you throw a dinner party and your exhibitionism kink into the mix. Long story short you had teased San until his breaking point, any logical reasoning leaving his mind as he dragged you out of the restaurant. He knew what you wanted and he was going to give it to you, again and again and again until you were a fucked out blubbering mess underneath him.
His hand connected with your ass cheek before you even felt it leave your core, the stinging feeling making a gargled scream leave your mouth. Your thighs tightened together like a vice, your essence seeping out onto your skin as a dangerous glint sparkled in San’s eyes. He wanted you to disobey, it gave him a reason to punish you. Caressing your cheek a sadistic smile spread across his face, San then pouting with mock-sympathy as he shushed you, wiping your tears with his thumb.
“Ah you can’t take it anymore, how cute. One spank and you’re a good little girl for Daddy.”
You tried to turn on your back to look at San, preparing to send him your brattiest look yet but he didn’t even give you the opportunity. His hand darted out and next thing you knew your face was buried in the pillows, San pinching and rolling your clit while he left open-mouthed kisses on your skin. He grabbed your ear with his teeth, tugging on it harshly and smiling into your ear when he heard you whimper.
“Stay still brat, or I’ll stretch that dirty pussy of yours right out.”
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“P-pull out, ‘zuku,” you moan, although your body signals differently with the tight hold of your legs wrapping around his midsection. “Pull out, pull out, pull out,” you babble through the saliva dripping down the side of your chin, head arching back as he buries his face into your neck, sinking teeth into your skin.
You gasp as Izuku bites, clenching your walls harder against him, and he groans in pleasure directly into your ear, holding you so close you’re near breaking. You’re almost there, and you think maybe, maybe he’ll tip over with you too this time and paint white inside you but you’re not sure when the last time you took your pill was and…
“B-baby please, don’t… cum… inside…”
Izuku stills suddenly and the absence of friction almost feels like withdrawal - but he’s still inside you, cock thick and warm and stretching you full.
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Warnings: THIS FIC IS NSFW!!!!! Themes of gunplay (ofc), cocky and soft dom!Seonghwa (if you squint hard enough), slight choking, swearing/cursing, sexual harassment, an aggressive best friend presence (nothing toxic, she's just loud for the most part), sorta/kinda implied Mafia!AU, fingering (female receiving), mentions of saliva, maybe two bad pick-up lines, Russian Roulette, slight mention of blood, Club!AU, slight alcohol consumption (it's a club)
Author's Note: This is my first fanfic. This was written out of pure simp. I don't plan on writing more but if I do, enjoy! Let me know if there is any warning that I missed. This is a work of fiction.
Intro and Masterlist ✨
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“Club Aurora. One of the hottest clubs around. The lines are always so long because everyone’s trying to get in. They own four clubs: Wonderland, Aurora, Mist, and Desire. I don’t understand what pulls them towards this club…
Maybe it’s because Yeosang is territorial of his girls. Perhaps it’s because Jongho flexes his strength, and they just flock to him like ants to a sugar hill.” You begin to ponder, but it has to take place later. Tonight is a big night because the bosses are here.
They just stride right past Jongho, who is decked out in a black velvet three-piece suit with black spit-shined oxfords on his feet with a light silver chain on his neck and a matching Cuban link on his wrist.
You noticed Hongjoong first because of the damn fur he loves to wear. Along with that, he is wearing a white dress shirt with black jeans and combat boots. This was pretty simple for the man, compared to other nights he has come.
Next to him… We got Seonghwa. Mr. Park himself in all of his glory. Seonghwa chose to wear a simple black suit with a velvet embossed tie paired with black platform Doc Martens. His hair was dyed a beautiful dirty blonde with highlights, and it sat over his left eye, slightly covering it.
Ahhhh yes, your favorite loudmouth, Kim Jae-Hee, also known as the Top Bitch™, and your best friend. Glitter, Cherry, other co-workers, and you turn to walk over to the 5’5”, now 5’11” with her favorite clear pleaser heels and dressed in a bedazzled two-piece with a couple $100 bills hanging off the strings, who is impatiently tapping the pump of the heel on the hardwood floor by the other side of the club by the stage.
They went over to the big black leather couch that sits in the middle of the stage. That chair has the best view that money can buy in Club Aurora.
As you prepare to go to their tables as you always do because they intimidate the other girls, you hear, “Okay bitches. Get your asses over here! Quick pep meeting, hoes!”
“Okay, as Y/N already mentioned, the bosses are here tonight. And as much as I would like to be bent over this stage by the Big Boss, or should I say, Little Boss tonight, Yeosang said that if we are on our best behavior tonight, we get to use the Black card to plan next week’s set. I don’t know about y’all, but Mama needs a couple new pairs of heels. We got this!” she said.
“Ummm… sweetie, didn’t you just get a new pair two days ago?” Cherry asked. “Yeah, but who could refuse a beautiful pair of pretty pumps that are free?” Ahhhh, classic Jae-Hee.
After her oh-so-encouraging pep talk, you went to go attend to your duties. As a crowd favorite because of your fantastic customer service and curves that you were a little insecure about, you bring in big dollars for the club.
This is also why you’re Yeosang’s favorite bottle girl.
You went to go attend to the bosses with an order notepad in hand and an artificial pep in your step.
“Good evening, gentleman. Welcome back to Club Aurora! Let’s start with getting something to drink tonight.” You say in a remarkably professional yet sensual tone.
“Ah Y/N. Such a refreshing face to see.” Hongjoong said. “It’s always refreshing when the bosses come in.” Refreshing, my ass. Yeosang turns to a military general to make sure y’all act right. Right, meaning that you won’t get promoted.
“How about a bottle of you?” Seonghwa boldly says. “Sorry, boss, I’m not on the menu. What about something top-shelf? Like some Don Julio. I’ll get that for you. I’ll be right back.” You turn around to take their order to the bar.
The clubs they own operate in a system of skill. Wonderland is where they bring the newbies in to show them the ropes.
Aurora is the tamer of the intermediate level; you can just get a drink here, and it’s a nice place for a Bachelor/Bachelorette Party.
Mist, on the other hand, is the more… risqué of the intermediate level. That club is more catered to those who want to find a person to take you downtown to Pound Town. If you know, you know.
Desire is Mist on steroids. Anything can happen in Club Desire. You can’t even walk into Desire; you have to know people to get in. The promotion process is pretty easy to get through, but it takes a certain amount of seasoning to get there. But nor here nor there…
“Seonghwa, I need you to-” Hongjoong tried to say, but Seonghwa was already charging like a bull seeing red in your direction.
“Really, Hwa? Do you have to try to get each bottle girl to try to work at Desire?” Hongjoong asked. “Well, I’m sorry, I like what I like. And at least I’m not like Woo. He would have brought out the works to get her back to Wonderland. Wait a minute…” Seonghwa looks over Hongjoong’s shoulder.
“What the hell is that?” Hongjoong turned around to see what had Seonghwa blowing steam out of his ears. He quickly whips his head back to Seonghwa.
“Can I get a bottle of Don Julio and a bowl of peanuts for Table 8?” You asked the bartender behind the bar.
“Well, well, well… Look what the storm rolled in.” You hear from about 10 feet from your left.
“What do you want, Carl?”
“Just wanted to see the owner’s favorite bottle girl.” A hand moved from his side to the small of your back. “Carlisle, get off of me.”
“Or what?”
By the time Seonghwa was in arm’s reach of you, he had witnessed Carlisle rub and squeeze his long, rugged fingers across the swell of your ass with you pushing away from him, clearly out of disgust.
Carlisle is one of Yeosang and Jongho’s most loyal employees. Carlisle is not a bad-looking dude; a tall 6’2” male with curly light brown hair with a physique that has women tripping over themselves to get his attention. He puts the club before everything else, and sometimes it’s a bit concerning like doesn’t this man have a life?
Everyone hates Carl mainly because he has an issue with not knowing what personal space is. With him being at the club all the time and Yeosang and Jongho having to sometimes club hop with Hongjoong, Seonghwa, and the rest of the kids, he’s in charge from time to time. Yeosang is here tonight, but he has to make sure the books are correct.
The club is more packed than usual, so Jongho’s helping out security, making Carl the floor manager for tonight.
“Carlisle, nice to meet you,” Seonghwa says with an undertone of malice. “Aye man, I don’t know- Oh Mr. Park, is it? Welcome to Club Aurora. I meant to welcome you i-”
“May I talk to you in private?” Seonghwa requests.
“Anything for the boss. Lead the way.” Seonghwa does so, with Carl tailing behind him with a lot less confidence from a few minutes ago.
You take the bottle to the table where Hongjoong is on the phone. “It’s Wooyoung.” He mouths, and you nod your head understandingly.
With that table handled for the moment, you think you can go and see what’s going to happen to Carlisle. You stop at the bar.
“Hey Cherry, you mind waiting Table 8 for me? I need to go get something from the back.”
“Yeah, sure. Be fast. You know how I feel about that table.” You nod and make your way towards the emergency exit and make a right, which leads down a tunnel that looks less spacious than it actually is.
You hear some mumbled arguing from a room on your left. You quietly crack open the door and watch.
“Do you respect yourself?” Seonghwa asks while putting a leather glove on his right hand and circling Carlisle, who is tied to a steel chair with his hands on his thighs.
“Yes, sir.” Seonghwa stops and looks at Carlisle. “Are you sure?” He asked tauntingly.
“I’m sure.” Carlisle shakily says.
“Then why do you think that it is appropriate to touch women who are disgusted with your touch? Have you even properly touched a woman?” He asks with malice.
“Yeah-”
“Really because I don’t believe you. If you did, you would know when a woman wants you to stop.” You see Seonghwa whip a blur of metal from behind his back, which you realize is a revolver-style gun, and point it at Carlisle.
You make a small gasp, which is surprisingly not audible enough for Seonghwa to hear. It wasn’t out of fear, though.
“Lie again. I dare you.” He spins the rotating cylinder.
“I’m not lying, I swear.” and shoots the wall and points the gun back at Carl. Luckily, your scream was hidden behind the bang of the bullet.
You hear Carlisle’s pathetic pleas for Seonghwa not to kill him. He shot the gun, but the chamber was empty. He spun the cylinder again, and the result was the same. Carl was crying to be let go.
Once again, Seonghwa spins the cylinder and points at Carl’s knee. He shoots, and the bullet grazes the top of his kneecap, only taking the top layer of skin.
Seonghwa spins the cylinder one last time, walks around, and points the gun to the back of Carlisle’s head.
You are so close to the door back into the club that you can practically taste it. Then you don’t because you feel a slight tug on your arm. You jump from the cool wall on your back that is exposed.
At this point, Carl is crying like a bitch with big crocodile tears down his cheeks. Seonghwa pulled the trigger, and at the same time, you let out a loud moan. The chamber was empty, and Carlisle was just a snotty mess, but Seonghwa isn’t worried about Carl. He makes eye contact with your dilated eyes by the door and utters two words to the three men who were in the room, “Handle that.”
Two of the men walk to collect Carlisle and take him God knows where. The last one went to Seonghwa to get the gun he used to play Russian Roulette with Carlisle.
Seonghwa power walks to the door, and this is where you thought it was time to leave the chat. You walk as fast as you can in your pleaser heels and without your very tight pencil skirt riding up to show the reason for your arousal why you are sprinting, and without having a nipple fall out with the top, you let Jae-Hee choose for you.
“Baby, where are you going?” Seonghwa is so close to you, you can practically smell the mint in the gum he was chewing earlier and feel the breath from his mouth.
“I have tables to wait for-” you try to say. “Ah-ah-ah,” Seonghwa tsks while he pulls another gun from behind his back and lightly drags it down your cheek. You like how the cool metal feels on your face, and it goes straight down your core.
“Did you see what happened in there?” The gun is sitting on your collarbone.
“No sir-” The barrel is back up your neck.
“You’re lying to me now?” he says, moving the barrel by the corner of your mouth.
“I swear, I didn’t see any-” The barrel is down your throat. You don’t really have a choice other than to suck the barrel.
“Really Y/N? I know my hearing is pretty good, and my sight is damn well impeccable. I’ll tell you what. I am going to say a couple facts I know. If there is any point where I am wrong, stop me. Can you do that for me, babygirl?” You can’t really say yes, so you do a subtle nod.
“You liked what you saw back there. Every time I spun the barrel, you squirmed a bit. Every time the chamber stopped, your hand wandered a little. When I shot the gun, no matter if it had a bullet or not, it felt like a pure electric shock down to your sex.”
You didn’t stop him because every word was right. Every syllable that fell from his soft pink lips you were staring at when your eyes were not closed was correct.
As Seonghwa moved the gun in and out of your mouth, you sucked the barrel of the gun like a Bomb Pop in the middle of July.
You were at such a point of bliss that your spit was starting to pool, and you didn’t care. Seonghwa pulled the gun from your mouth, and a long string of saliva connected you to the gun.
Seonghwa relished in how you looked right now. Pupils dilated from here to hell, saliva down your chin, cheeks flushed a slight shade of red, mascara pooling around the tear ducts of your eyes, your chest heaving to collect some of the air the gun deprived you of.
While you were catching your breath, he put two fingers in your mouth, and you coated them with your spit like it was the rim of a margarita glass getting covered in salt. He pulled them out swiftly and spun you around to face the wall. “Please don’t leave me ha-”
Seonghwa shoved your panties and placed two fingers into your sex, and the moan you let out almost scared San all the way at Club Desire.
He moved a little slower than he liked to give you a minute to adjust, but once your hips started to move to create friction between your core and his hand, all bets were off.
He moved his fingers so fast as if this was going to be the last thing he would do. The little whimpers you let out just gave him encouragement to go faster. He did as if that was even possible at this point.
You were on a fast but steady rise to a climax. You started to move your hand to your clit to give that little push to get that orgasm you were practically tasting. When he realized what you were doing, Seonghwa dropped the gun and pushed your hand away and said, “What are you doing, princess? You’re doing so good. Don’t ruin it. Hold out for me.”
You proceeded to place your hands on your wall to give yourself any type of leverage. You could feel your snatch just pulsing to release. Your orgasm is right there; you can practically touch it.
Once Seonghwa figured you had enough, he removed his hand and spun you around so you could look into his eyes. He put his fingers back in your core and placed his free hand around your neck and squeezed.
When you managed to collect yourself from the best orgasm you’ve experienced, he said, “That would go amazing with the Don Julio you brought to the table,” and left. By the time you realized he was gone, he was already on his way to the table with Hongjoong.
You were seeing stars and touching clouds with how hard your orgasm hit. Seonghwa had to hold you up on the wall because your legs were practically ramen noodles.
You felt your head start your spin, and you felt light. As Seonghwa held you up, his fingers slowed down dramatically but still kept moving to drag out your high.
Once you started to squirm from overstimulation, he pulled his fingers from you. He lightly caressed your cheek for you to open your eyes. When you opened your eyes, he sucked your essence clean from his fingers.
He savored the taste of your honeypot like it was a dessert he would never get the opportunity to try again. With a soft pop, he hummed in delight and kissed you.
As his tongue grazed yours, you moaned at the taste of yourself and him mixing together. He pulled away and rested his forehead against yours.
You left the hall Seonghwa left you in and went to find Cherry, but she found you first. “Y/N, where in the hell have you been? Luckily, Hongjoong wasn’t on any bullshit today. Seonghwa was having a meeting with Carl, and he just got back over there. He asked that you bring a bucket of ice for the table.”
All of what Cherry said just fell on deaf ears because thoughts just proceeded to bounce in your head like, “Why, tonight?” “They just had to stroll up in here like it’s all theirs, right?” Well, they do... but how do I manage to get myself in these situations?”
“Aye Y/N… Y/N. Y/N!” Cherry waved in your face.
“Oh, I’m sorry, what?”
“Table 8 asked for a bucket of ice. And please, for the love of God, don’t leave me with that table again. I love you, but I’m going to start taking tips from you every time it happens.” “It won’t happen again, babes, I promise.” You go to kiss her cheek like always but thought again and gave her a hug instead.
“Hey, lemme get a bucket of ice and a pair of tongs for Table 8.” The bartender gave you the bucket real fast, and you went to the table on slightly wobbly legs. “Here you guys go. Is there anything else I can get you?”
As you finish that, Fireworks blares through the club, and Seonghwa looks at and mouths the lyrics, “Think about that.”
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WARNING: NSFW, smut, Fwb, riding, hair pulling, degrading, fingering, slight public sex, short descriptions, head cannons, college! Au!
HEESUNG :
He can keep a secret but I feel like he would accidentally get caught staring at you by one of his friends. I mean how could he not??! Just the other day you were in his moaning his name into the pillow while he fucked you.
You're just so cute, the way he had a hold on your forearms pulling them behind your back for leverage as he pounds into you at a bruising pace, your moans were getting louder and louder which makes him push your head into the pillow gently.
"Don't want anybody hearing you moan my name, because then this wouldn't be sneaky"
"Don't want anybody hearing you moan my name, because then this wouldn't be sneaky"
JAY :
I hate to break it to y'all but after Jay said he's never dated a girl in all of his years of life on I-LAND I know he's an awkward and raging virgin. He would probably ask you to be his sneaky link so you could help him gain experience.
The boy is a mastermind, he would've kept it a secret regardless deeming as it's just embarrassing that your this old and still haven't seen a vagina (that isn't through porn)
But once you guys actually start having sex best believe he would get a random burst of thoughts on what he wants to do to you the next time your together, and believe me when I say he took his thoughts into deep consideration.
That's why your on your knees in the living room of his apartment while he practically uses your throat as a personal fuck toy. Pulling your hair as hips buck into your mouth.
He would love the feeling of you gagging around him and the way your eyes water as tears stream down your cheeks that had a mix of his precum and your spit all over them.
"I could never get tired of this- fuck"
JAKE:
Friends with benefits. HEAR ME OUT NOW!
Jake is the type of boy who wants someone he can match energy with, SO- when you both decide to be sneaky links he keeps it secret partially.
He does subtle things when you hang out together in public like putting his hand on your lower back, linking pinkies, or even just being straight up over protective.
How could he not??? I mean you were just in his room sitting in his lap grinding down on his cock letting out strained whimpers and moans while the pad of his thumb rubs on your sensitive clit.
He would repeatedly tell you to actually ride him as he guides your hips up and down while he listens to the sloppy sounds of your pussy being pounded by him lazily.
"I just can't get enough of you"
SUNGHOON:
now y'all...he's my bias but DAMN! He's cold, he won't even spare you a look in public. He is a pro at sneaky links. I mean if you really wanted to get a reaction out him in public just give him the same energy back, talk to other people, wait hours to text him back.
Because by the time you make it to the lesson you share with him you both sit together, he's gonna throw his blazer over your lap and finger fuck you in the back of the class. And out of spite he would edge you the entire time until you both leave.
He would drag you into his car and fuck you in the back seat of an empty parking lot. You wanted to cum so badly from the way he pulled you by your hair whispering dirty words into them with no regard as his cock hits all the right spots inside you to make you cum.
"Why are you here with me when you could go fuck that guy from earlier hm?"
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