Doll~

Dark bestfriend's brother wonbin who forces reader to sleep with him after her bestfriend has fallen alseep

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rating: 18+. mdni.

content: dubcon, bfb!wonbin x reader, reader has a crush on wonbin’s sister (don’t like, don’t read!)

you had a crush on wonbin’s sister and he figured it out months ago. there was no way he wouldn’t see it after watching you for so long. your fingers lingered in his sister’s hair, touch light and careful. your eyes eagerly raked up and down her pale skin any chance you got. your compliments came from deep within, unprompted and sincere, accompanied by nervous blinks and avoided eye contact.

truthfully, wonbin wasn’t interested in you either, but knowing that you weren’t even minutely attracted to him bothered him more than it should have. knowing that of the two, his sister had caught your attention and he wasn’t even worth a second glance made him upset and challenged.

he wasn’t used to the feeling of being second, and even that was a stretch considering that you didn’t acknowledge him unless you had to. when he spoke to you, asking you to move aside while grazing your back, or greeting you with his most charismatic grin, little things that would have others blushing. yet, your responses were always the same, uninterested, curt.

but, nothing seemed to work. wonbin felt he had no choice but to resort to blackmail. he held your secret over your head, satisfied at the terror in your expression when he told you that he knew how you lusted over his sister. you begged him pathetically, wonbin smiled at the sight, chest heating as he began to feel powerful.

wonbin had only one request that he relayed with a nonchalant tone. he had never seen anyone that taken aback before and he swore you would reject him, tell him there was no way you would do something like that. however, you didn’t. your eyes welled with tears as you nodded your head.

that lead to where you are now. writhing on the carpet beside wonbin’s sisters bed, her steady breathing quiet and nearly inaudible beneath wet thrusts, your silent sobs, and wonbin’s strained groans.

you can’t even look in her direction, much less his. instead, you alternate between looking at the wall beside you and shutting your eyes. wonbin, on the other hand, can’t keep his eyes off you. you look so pretty beneath him, a way he had never viewed you before but now he can’t think of any other word. you’re soft everywhere, melding into his firm frame, but your cunt held on to him so tightly he struggled to move.

he can’t get enough, spilling inside you but not even thinking about pulling out of your warm, tight hole. he can feel his cum sticking to his pelvis, likely trickling down to the fluffy rug he had you pinned on.

you cry even harder when you feel him stiffen again, pushing on his shoulders. wonbin moans louder than he should. “come on,” he chuckles, “you didn’t think I meant just once, did you?”

sweet n sour

RELEASE DATE : SUNDAY JULY 7TH, 2024 @ 10PM EST

sunghoon's in bad shape after a match... if only there was a way to make him feel better.

PAIRING : boxer!sunghoon x worried gf!reader

GENRE: smut, slight fluff & angst. oral, unprotected sex!!, praise, just some soft sex tbh oh and a breeding kink

WC : 4k

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minors do NOT interact

noooooooooooo i know bestie jay already has a part 2 but i neeeeeeeed a part 3 it was sooooooongoooooood

more of this—> and this—> warning. coercion, manipulative pervert bestie Jay, he’s nasty ;o, unprotected sex, breeding

THIS IS THE LAST PART! no more after this🩷

“So, you fucked.”

It’s not that Jay’s surprised, he’s not even all that bothered, but he is curious.

He’s seen Sunghoon around the locker room, he knows he’s bigger than him. There’s no way the photos he sent you fulfilled your expectations.

Trying to hide a frown, you nod, twirling the straw in your drink. “We did, I don’t know. After the pictures and everything I felt crazy.”

“Crazy how?” Jay leans in, voice low, shoving his half eaten plate of food aside. He wants to ask more, of course, really grill you and interrogate, find out if you saved the pictures he sent you. But that could incriminate him, too suspicious. He has to keep it cool.

You shrug, leaning back with a tired sigh. “Like.. he’s hot, don’t get me wrong. Super hot. I guess I pictured it going differently.”

“Well darling,” he chuckles, grabbing the receipt before you can even think to. “That doesn’t really help me solve this dilemma for you.”

“Jayyyyyy.” Ah, you whine so cute, he doesn’t even hesitate to pay for your meal. Waving the waiter back over while you’re distracted fidgeting with your fingers. “You know how it is, when someone’s too good looking.. they have to have some type of flaw.”

Dragging his eyes down your upper half, he bites down on his lip, wanting to disagree. There’s no flaw when it comes to you, because he’s looked, searched high and low. You’re perfect for him, even if you don’t get that yet.

“Get to the point here babe, he’s good looking but his stroke game sucked?”

“I wouldn’t say it sucked.” You grimace, giving yourself away the more you search for something to distract your hands with. Choosing a napkin to shred into pieces. “I think.. maybe I had higher expectations because it was so hot through the phone.. but he—we, I didn’t even get to finish.”

Jay gasps, clutching his chest, jaw hanging loose. “Shut up!”

“I’m serious!” You whine again, resting your head against the booth. “Like, he didn’t even take me inside, just bent me over in the backseat..”

Backseat fuck? Please be joking. His teeth grind thinking about it, you’re better than a car fuck. You deserve a bed encrusted with diamonds and gold, a shrine to display your body. 

“That’s,” his tongue drags along the backs of his teeth, huffing a laugh. “That’s unbelievable. That guy talks a big game in the locker room. I knew he was full of it, probably jealous cause I don’t have to lie about my reputation.”

There’s a flicker of curiosity that passes your face, head tilted to the side. “What do you mean? Like, he’s competing with you?”

Jay laughs, slotting his card back inside of his wallet. “Could be. Always thought he held a grudge when he got nothing but bench warming done during the first season. Whatever, either way.” Slowly peering up, he locks on your intrigued gaze. “Could never be me. I’d rewrite history with my tongue inside of your pussy, leave you shaking harder than a fucking earthquake in Japan.”

The bottom row of your teeth appear first, juicy lower lip hanging loosely, pupils dilating. “Hah—wha—“

“I mean,” crossing his arms to purposely flex his biceps, he shrugs. “You know, if it wasn’t you. Any other girl, sure.”

“Excuse me??”

He scoffs, brushing you off. “Ugh, that’d be like fucking my sister.”

“Jay! Don’t say that!” You have the gall to look offended, glaring at him.

“God, he just went straight to fucking, huh?” He whistles, head shaking. “Couldn’t even eat you out or open your pussy up first?”

“Jay!” It’s cute how you still somehow find the audacity to glance around as if anyone nearby can over hear. Putting on this silly act of shame, as if you weren’t getting plowed through in the backseat of a mustang on your knees less than 24 hours ago.

“Seriously, such a shame.” A loud click of his tongue resounds, standing up, making extra effort to adjust his jeans. Cock shape fitted right against the crotch of his pants, not missing the way you can’t stop yourself from getting a look. “You always end up with these duds that could give a fuck about you cumming or not.” Throwing an arm around your shoulder, he leads you out to his car. Staying a step ahead even so to make sure he gets to the passenger door before you.

“Well, like you said,” you shift awkwardly, leaning against his car as he gets the door for you. “You have a reputation and apparently I’m too much like your fucking sister to even consider letting me experience that.”

Bingo.

Jay grins to one side, a cocky but charming smile, tapping the roof of his car. “It’d be too weird, you’re my best friend.”

He turns and moves closer, barricading you against his car with his palms flat on the hood behind you. “If we fucked, if I fucked you.” He licks his lips, gaze traveling down your face slowly, ending on your lips. “Showed you how it’s really supposed to be, how good it can feel. I don’t know babe.”

He sighs, moving in closer for your lower halves to press together. “How are you going to look me in the eye after I’ve had my dick so deep inside your pussy, make you feel that shit in the back of your throat.” 

“Jay, that’s—“

“Can you really have a conversation with me again without dripping between your thighs, without focusing on my tongue and all the ways I made you scream with my mouth latched on that pussy?”

“Oh.”

“You’re thinking about it, huh?” He has to laugh again, a deep ‘hah-hah-hah’. 

How can you not? He’s so fucking disgusting.

“Maybe.”

“Yeah well,” patting your hip, he pushes you to get inside the car. “Keep dreaming darling.”

“You’re staying over right? My parents won’t be home until super late.” You say suggestively, thighs clamped together tightly.

“I’ll stay as late as you’ll have me babe.” Jay’s smooth, he’s real smooth. You know he is, but maybe it’s how unsatisfied last night left you, dragging your ass home after getting fucked in less than 5 minutes. Maybe it’s the way your best friend uses one hand to drive you home, pats your thighs while you crack jokes and mess up song lyrics. 

“Jay, we’re best friends.” 

“Uh, yeah.” He snorts, pulling into park. “Stating the obvious?”

“Why don’t you talk to me about girls much? I tell you everything..” you head to your bedroom together, jumping onto your bed with him in tow. “Like, I don’t even think I know what your type is? You literally know my body count, probably better than me.”

He does, he can name your first kiss, time and place. The first guy that fingered you, first one that ate you out, first that got to fuck you. He can name them all, and none of them have been him.

“My type..” he sits next to you, pulling his favorite pillow of yours to his chest. Hugging tightly for the scent of your shampoo permanently drenched through the cotton to emit. “I like..” looking at you from the corner of his eye, he reaches for your knee, thumb caressing. “Cute girls, that play extra dumb with me. Pretty face, you know..” he fully turns to look at you, pinching your chin with his other hand. “Like yours, and well,” he nods, continuing down your body, hand dropping to your chest. “Nice body, not too fit, curvy in the right places.”

“Jay..”

“Basically you.” He smiles, a forced smile. A smile to hold up this act and not crush under the weight of the truth. Because if you wanted to know the truth, no bullshit, he’d rip his heart out of his chest for you and let you break him in half. He’d empty his soul if you asked, whatever your wish is, he’d figure out how to make it come true.

“You know.” It’s easy to grab his hand, there’s no fear or shyness. Even with your heartbeat fastening, stomach fluttering. “It’s stupid but whenever I get a crush I always end up comparing them to you. Like Sunghoon right, he’s got that crazy jawline, and I’d think about how yours is still sharper, more angled.” 

Instinct has him straightening his spine, jaw muscles flexing, lifting his eyebrows up playfully. “I definitely have something you can’t compare to any of them..”

“Show me then.” You urge just as playfully, swinging your hands. 

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Jay sits up onto his knees, thighs smushed together in the position, jeans squeezing around the muscles. “Think you can handle it?”

“I think I can.” 

He’d swoop at the chance to make fun of you if not for how fast your expression shifts. Eyes gone hooded, lips pouting out and parted open, unabashedly ogling his pronounced size. 

As much as he wants to keep up his confident image, he’s screaming inside. The horny teenager that started jerking off to the thought of you years ago after seeing you in a swimsuit for the first time coming out of his dark gloomy cave to shout at the top of his lungs. This is it, this is his chance.

“Don’t say ‘damn!’ when you see how big I am.” Leave it to Jay to break the tension with a corny line, making you smack your face and groan. His shoulders bounce, unzipping himself and shoving his jeans under his ass. “I’ll let you do the honors.”

“Stopppp.”

Despite moving closer, he can sense how nervous you are now. The way you continue to look around and play with your hair. He rolls his eyes and grabs one of your hands right before you can toy with your earring. “Quit fucking around.”

To be fair, it’s not technically the first time you’ve seen his dick. Albeit that was years ago, and he’s grown ten times in size since the days you’d rinse off together quickly after hours at the pool. Even back then Jay was never very shy about his body, clearly carrying that confidence into adulthood. 

“Are we about to fuck?” You’re asking jokingly, allowing him to direct your hand to his covered bulge, gripping around yours to make you squeeze him. 

“Only if you let me hit it raw.”

“Jongseong.”

“Serious, I’ll eat you out for hours.” The stern tone you say his full name in does nothing to deter him, nothing can now that he has you this close. Even if you didn’t want to at this point, he wouldn’t be able to stop. The thought makes his cock jump, groaning and gripping your hand around him harder. “Suck my cum right out of you, spit it back down your hole only to suck on your clit again. Get you nice and numb with my mouth, have you begging for me to eat your ass next.”

“Are you always this depraved?” There’s that fraudulent shame again, the prudish act as if he can even count the dicks you’ve taken with 2 sets of hands. The way you cower and flush lets him know all he needs to know, leaning in to press his lips against your cheek. 

“I’m worse baby, exactly what you wish they all were.” Whispering huskily, he shoves your hand inside his boxers, thrusting up against your palm, eyes fluttering shut.

“Oh my God.” You gasp, fingers trembling, inspecting the girth you can barely wrap around completely. 

“Tell me how wet your pussy is.” Jay’s hands roam down your body, squeezing your waist on his way to your hips to hike up your shorts; scrunching the material up between your thighs painfully.

“Shit, you’re—“

“Do they ever get you this wet?” There’s arrogance laced throughout the question, smirking against your cheek. “I can hear it.”

It’s embarrassing because it’s true, clenching your eyes shut with another rough tug on your shorts. The sound of your cotton underwear rubbing against your cunt plays obscenely. Little splatsplats, squeezing more slick from your excited hole. “Answer me.”

“J-jay.” Oh fuck you’re already whimpering. Not even the voice messages you sent moaning could compare to this, vibrating through his ear, shooting shockwaves straight to his cock. He has to swallow hard, growling deep in his chest. 

“That’s not good enough.” Rough calloused guitar playing hands slap your exposed buttcheeks, shorts wedged up in-between. “Who gets you wet like this?”

“Y-you do, s’only you.” 

That’s it. That’s what he wants to hear, what he needs to hear. Coughing back a moan, he twists your body fast, even catching your breath as he knocks your back to his chest and dives in to cup your cunt. “Shit. Fuck.”

The hard pads of his fingers find your clit, chin hooked over your shoulder watching his hand disappear inside. The way you chant his name between struggling breaths has the veins lining his forearm flexing, rubbing figure eights on your bundle of nerves. “Little clit all hard for me.” 

“Ahh—don’t say that!” 

He’s had enough of this modest act, groaning as he grips your shorts and panties to one side. His hand draws free to land a few heavy palmed hits between your thighs, rocking against your ass that bounces up and down upon impact. “Don’t you dare tell me what I can and can’t say, do you hear me?”

“Jay, fuck!” He hardly gives you a chance to breathe properly, shoving your chest down onto the bed, he hooks onto your ruined shorts. It’s this moment that has him floating, slowly rolling the material down your hips, exposing inch after inch. Perky ass bouncing with each new tug, lighting his erection up with pure heat. 

The amount of wet arousal that greets him could save a country from dying out of thirst, releasing globs of slick the second he exposes your hole. Jay can’t stop the round of curses that fly out from there, shoving your bottoms and panties all the way down to your ankles. He makes a place for himself between your legs, freeing himself of his jeans and briefs. “You’re sure about this.”

Because I’m not going to stop, even if you scream. No matter how much you cry and claw.

“I’m—“ your head turns, neck twisting back to look at him with your pretty sweet eyes. Eyes that look at him as if he holds the entirety of your universe in his hands. “I’m—want it. Want you to.”

“I know.” Bending over on your back, he gathers your hair away from your face, kissing up and down your cheek. Pecking a saliva wet kiss at the corner of your mouth. “Because you’re a fucking slut. You know what sluts love?”

Tears well up in your eyes, glittering at him so prettily, accepting how right he is about you with a small shake of your head. 

Jay sits up, fully mounting your backside, scratching his blunt nails from your lower back to your waist. He grips around tight, forming a belt choking your breath out with his firm hold to keep your head against the bed. Your shoulders and tits pressed down, ass high up on the air, pussy on full display.

The fat blunt tip of his cock presses to your hole, rolling your eyes up instantly. “Sluts like you..”

He breathes raggedly, gaze passing from the whites of your eyes, down your spine, over his veiny hands constricting you, gliding over the ripples rolling up your ass down to where his cock teases at your entrance. “They love to get fucked.”

It’s as if your mind goes completely blank when he’s fully inside. Mouth hung open pouring out copious amounts of drool, dead gaze staring out ahead, pussy clamped tight around his size. You’re every bit of the brainless whore he’s ever wished for, taking the entirety of his cock with only one full thrust. Wetness splatters all over the lower half of his stomach and thighs, immediately falling into a heavy neck-breaking speed. Hips clap down on your ass, fat cock burying in deep, hitting your g-spot full on. 

“Wish you could see yourself right now.” Jay rasps, pounding into you harder and faster. “Perfect little slut, my perfect little fucking slut.”

“Yesyesyes!” 

“Keep screaming for me like that.” It’s music to his ears, the claps of your wet skin against his. The cries between your moans, the broken way you keep repeating his name. “Who fucks you,” he pants, lost in his pleasure, lost in your pleasure. “Who fucks you as good as your best friend?”

Your walls immediately clench around him, pushing out a wet gushing sound on the next thrust in. Jay grunts, digging his nails into your skin to hurt, desperate to leave some marks behind. “Speak up!”

“Jay! Jay! You! Youyouyou!” Your screaming can hardly break through the sound of your wet pussy taking his thick size. 

“Sucking me in so good, how is your pussy this fucking good.” He’s rambling nonsense, stealing glances at his cock diving in and out, cunt skin stretched around his girth. Tip kissing your cervix at this angle so so good, just right. “You’re gonna cum for me.”

It’s not a question, but an order. His weight comes down on your ass, lifting up onto his feet to climb up and fully mount you, palm slapping down on your nape lodging your face against the bed. “Cum for me right the fuck now!”

He barrels in at a pace that has your toes curling, eyes at the back of your skull, gasping for breath between his weight landing down on you full force. Each bury of his cock hits right where you need as if Jay memorized the map of your insides somehow. “I’m—I’m cu—“

The most intense wave of pleasure cuts you off, scrabbling to grip onto your bed sheets, knees sliding down. He fucks you through it, moving down with you where you lay flat on your stomach, cock drilling in and out past your orgasm. “T-too deep!”

“Like it deep.” Jay grits, slamming in rapidly. The hand on your nape unrelenting, ass clapping back against every thrust he gives. He bears down harder through your screams of over sensitivity, pressing his toned chest down on your back. 

He’s filling you to the brim, stuffed full, continuously striking the place that feels so fucking good deep inside of you. “Dumb fucking slut.” Jay huffs, breathily laughing, watching your ass begin to fuck him back. “All you needed was a real good dicking.” He adds with a whip-like snap cracking down on your ass. Stinging and heating up your flesh.

“Uh—mhm—please!”

“Fuck you’re seriously cumming again.” He groans, squeezing his eyes shut, digits digging through the back of your hair to grip. “You feel so fucking good.”

Everything hits him hard. He’s inside of you, he’s finally fucking you, he’s making you his. Cock drunk, obsessed and desperate, everything he’s ever dreamed of. It’s so worth it, all the humiliation he’s put himself through, so worth it when his dick starts pouring out strings of white inside of you. So deep inside of you. 

“Fuck.” Forcing himself to keep his eyes open, he leans in to lick up your tear stained cheek, pecking the side of your nose. Hips rolling as he empties out inside of you.

Right now, right here in your room, the bed he’s cuddled with you on for years. He’s here, he’s inside of you, and it's still not close enough. It will never be enough when it comes to you.

As much as it pains him to pull out, he fully intends to lick you clean, to spend the next hour with his nose pressed to your clit. 

After he turns you over to look at him, strips your top off, swipes his thumb across your chin to clean off the drool. “Jay..”

“I know.” Sucking his digit clean, he bends down to kiss you, chest hallowing when you kiss back. “I know, and I’m nowhere near done with you yet baby.”

❥ 𝘒𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 ηιѕнιмυяα яιкι ♡

♥︎ 🄶🄴🄽🅁🄴: 𝖼𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗒 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝗁𝖼 ᰔ

“𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦."

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♥︎ niki’s kisses are the kind of kisses that are playful, they leave you giggling and laughing like a happy little kid, but those are the kisses that are also hella intimate and leave your stomach churning with butterflies for years to come.

♡ this baby boy is the type of person who can’t help but chuckle in between your kisses. There are so many times where both of your plush lips were intertwined, and you feel him laugh against your mouth because he can’t contain his excitement and happiness upon kissing you. His giggles make you laugh in turn, until you’re both laughing and kissing and doing both like the happiest couple on earth.

♥︎ niki’s kisses are extremely romantic. He might be one mischievous brat who loves messing around with people and pulling pranks, but he’s a very (lowkey) romantic person in nature. (My enhypen radar tells me he’s a very very romantic boyfriend and mind you, my enha instincts are never wrong). Anyway, he kisses you with intense passion, his soft lips burying themselves in between yours as if they were crafted to fit in perfectly between yours.

♡ his hands are wrapped tightly around you everytime he kisses you. He’s not someone who just grips your waist, he’s the type to drape his arms around you completely and securely like a koala, and pull you close to him as much as he can. He loves the feel of having hold over you tightly, and your warm bodies pressed together like pieces of puzzle. You in his embrace and his mouth on yours, finally makes him feel so damn complete.

♥︎ he likes playing with your tummy and caressing your body when he kisses you. His soft fingers stroking your sensitive skin in circles, as he carefully drags it down and fondles your exposed thighs in a loving and innocent manner.

♡ his kisses start off as gentle pecks on the cheeks and forehead, but then he presses his lips midly on your chin, waiting for you to indicate him with your body that you want to kiss him on the lips. When he feels you make adorable “hmph” noises and tug at his collar or the back of his neck, he smiles sheepishly before pressing his lips to yours. His mouth lingers a little more needed on yours, but he withdraws immediately to see you whine for his kisses. Ni ki loves teasing you like this, and it boosts his confidence and pride when you act needy for his kisses. Not to mention how his heart literally liquifies at your cuteness right then and there.

♥︎ although he’s someone who’s really shy at first to kiss you or initiate skinship, once he grows comfortable, he kisses you ALOT! He’s very bold about showing his affection but there are times he buries his face in the crook of your neck because he’s flustered as hell and doesn’t want you to make fun of his pink cheeks and ears.

♡ his way of asking for kisses is so so lovable. He’s not gonna voice it out directly, so he’s just staring at you from the corner of the room, furrowing his eyebrows and pouting displeasingly. Like he expects you to understand his demand for kissy telepathically lmao.

♥︎ but he’s on cloud 9 when you initiate the kisses and kiss him first. He loves it more when he’s on the receiving end, plus, it makes him feel very wanted by you that makes him melt instantly. So make sure to kiss him a lot a lot!!! >~<

♡ such a big baby that he needs kisses all daa time! 🥺 when he wakes up in the morning, when he’s going out, when he comes back from home, before practice and literally every hour of the day. He’s so sulky if you don’t give him his daily dose of your sweet kisses that he’s addicted (won’t confess tho) to. ;)

♥︎ however when you’re the one asking for it, he’s gonna be so bratty about it istg. Will taunt you by saying “you want me so bad, eh?🤨😏” before proceeding to tease you some more. Will only end up kissing you when you’re tired and irritated from asking too much. What else can he do if you look this adorable when you’re upset at him? Haha. He falls in love with you 10 times harder when you’re being direct about wanting his love and affection.

♡ even though ni ki is someone who feels bashful to show his affection in public, (especially infront of the members cause his hyungs are gonna tease the living daylight out of him), he loves to make you flustered by pecking your cheeks randomly when you’re out on a date. He enjoys it sm- the way you nuzzle your face in his chest to hide your embarrassment and squeeze his hands even tighter from shyness.

♡ the most heart fluttering parts about niki’s kisses are the brief and pure moments of his innocence and childishness. The way he brushes your noses together dotingly in between kissing you and boops your nose with his fingers to make you frown. The way his eyes sparkle and the melodious sound of his squeaky giggles fill up your heart, body, soul- all at once. :’))

♥︎ niki’s favourite place to kiss you is your cheekies, and it goes without saying. They are so incredibly soft and squishy, he can’t help but mush them together all the time to make you pout involuntarily. Wheezes the very next second, saying that you look like a ducky, but in reality, he finds you so very cute that he showers a rain of kisses on you right afterwards. Has to kiss both your cheeks in one go and play with them like they’re his personal stress balls !! >.<

♥︎ now do I even have to tell you how he loves BITING you in between kissing you? I swear, he’s such a big mischievous baby who just bites you (ofc without hurting you) because he can’t contain his overwhelming feelings for you!!! Especially, bites your cheeks and nips at your collarbone with his teeth. The chubbier you’re, the better it gets for him because he finds your soft flesh really really amusing and inviting to bite !! >~< <33 baby just goes grrrrr😠💋😬

♡ there are times when he’s really smug when it comes to kissing you. Literally comes out of nowhere and pins your hands above your head and kisses you so intensely. 😳 shushing you in the process, making your heart burn with intimacy, and dragging his lips down to your chin and sensitive neck. He leaves afterwards like nothing happened, unaffected, but in reality, he’s just as affected as you but won’t let it show. He does this to make you blush for him cause there’s nothing more endearing to him than watching you get shy like a little kid due to something HE did to you. <3

♥︎ and you know the best part about his kisses? They’re the part when ni ki kisses you when he’s half asleep. He will cling to you like you’re his big teddy bear and whine if you move away from him. Will pepper kisses along your jaw and cheeks and even your lips when he’s half awake and doesn’t even know what’s going around him. Which ofc just shows how much he loves you and is fond of you all the time, everytime.

♡ kissing ni ki always felt amazing but the truth is his kisses are even better than dreams themselves. They warm your heart and make you feel complete and secure, they fill your whole body with giddiness and his love echoes in every cell of you with the touch of his lips. Indeed, he proves that, a kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear. ❤️ :')

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☞ kisses with jungwon & enhypen ot7

aegi: the series

you never thought meeting your old friend would change the course of your life in both good and bad ways.

1. aegi (baby) — 애기

summary: your old friend from high school, sim jaeyun, offers to be the babysitter for your five-year old daughter for a summer job... and for other reasons.

word count: 9.5k

READ HERE.

2. aein (sweetheart) —애인

summary: life is good. you're stuck with your mom, daughter, and your boyfriend, sim jaeyun. however, a few people would unexpectedly come rain on your parade, and you know you weren't prepared enough.

READ HERE.

3. appa (dad) — 아빠

summary: long-distance relationships suck, but you and sim jaeyun are willing to work through the test of distance... but with minji growing up and his errands in australia, how long were you two willing to go?

READ HERE.

SUPPLEMENTAL PARTS (TBA):

aejeong (affection) — 애정

summary: with a body and face built like a heartthrob, sim jaeyun has been giving you nights of pleasure and a couple of mind-blowing orgasms, but discovering your fantasies and making them come to life was another thing.

READ HERE.

aegi: five years ago (as told by jake)

summary: ???

READ HERE.

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foreign!reader travelling to korea alone got locked out of her hotel room cus she went to the pool and forgot to bring her room card with her. standing alone in front of the door, not knowing who to ask for help since she cant even understand what theyre saying. surely she would be able to find someone to help her get to the front desk and unlock her door, right?

it's getting colder outside so she just eventually decided to just pick a random door and knock on it, hoping against all hopes that the person on the other side would either speak her language or at least be kind enough to help her ask the receptionist to unlock the door for her.

that's when she was met with three young men, eunseok, sungchan and anton that she doesn't know will take advantage of her helpless state

rating: 18+. mdni.

content: noncon gangbang

“do you wanna know what he said?”

you vigorously shake your head, looking over at the man who sits beside you. you blink, tears rolling down your cheeks as the view of anton becomes clear.

“he said you’re stupid,” he says, voice gentle and quiet, not at all like the hips currently rutting into your core. the man, eunseok, mumbles again, his statement ending in a low groan. “so fucking stupid,” anton translates.

a sob leaves your throat as the heat of eunseok’s body hovers over you when he drops his weight into his forearms. he pants into your ear, whispers of words you don’t understand being spewed into your ear with enough venom for you to fill in the blanks. his cock pulses inside you, his thrusts becoming shallow but rough as he starts to groan repeatedly. his stomach tenses against yours after a few seconds, his teeth finding your throat as he stills, tightening balls pressed against your ass. warmth floods your cunt, making even more tears spring to your eyes.

you can’t resist the urge to finally lift your hands, pounding against eunseok’s pale back. his teeth sink deeper into your neck, drawing out a loud cry. you continue to pound against him, “get off! pull out!”

anton translates your words now, his tongue speaking a language you don’t understand. the three men huddled around you laugh, eunseok’s chuckle vibrating through your throat.

the tallest of them all, sungchan, slaps your already sore cheek with another comment. “we’re not done yet,” anton says for him.

you kick your feet, pushing at eunseok more until he finally lifts himself off you. he stares down at you, gripping your chin to make you look at him. his eyes are big, dark, and intimidating. he shakes his head slowly, his physical expression of disapproval making a shiver run down your spine.

you grimace when he pulls out, feeling his release pour out of you. sungchan quickly takes eunseok place, settling between your thighs. a long finger runs down your slit, circling your sensitive hole and collecting the left over cum. he positions it over your lips, raising a brow to signal you to open your mouth. you refuse, shaking your head. cum smears against your lips, the sticky substance still warm.

sungchan speaks again and anton grins at you, “it’s his turn.”

yeong-hu x f!reader

warnings: mentions of blood and injury?

a/n: this is a longggggg one but it was so much fun writing it! i hope you all enjoy :)

Masterlist

you leaned against the cold wall with your arms crossed, waiting patiently for your brother seok-chan. having a brother who was a crow platoon member had its perks. the main one being, he would get you things that you needed when he went on expeditions.

this time was like no other, you had asked him for some new shoes and low and behold, seok-chan walked towards you with a pair in hand.

“do you know the trouble we went through to get you these?” he complained and you sent him a sweet but cheeky smile.

“thank you to my favourite brother and of course his lovely platoon members” you said the last part loud enough so some of the other platoon member could hear you.

“yeah yeah whatever, im your only brother” seok-chan playfully rolled his eyes and handed the shoes to you before wrapping you in a hug.

“im glad you’re back here safe and sound” you were being more serious now. you always worried when he went on these expeditions.

“i told you that i’d keep seok-chan safe and bring him back each time” yeong-hu appeared and tapped his friend on the shoulder.

“thank you very much sergeant kim. i hope he behaved himself” you playfully pinched seok-chan and he furrowed his eyebrows while dramatically rubbing his arm, acting like he was in pain.

“im always on my best behaviour, right sarge?” seok-chan straightened himself up and yeong-hu chuckled.

“if you say so” he let out a low laugh “anyway, i have other things to do. catch you both later”

you waved him a quick goodbye and then you and seok-chan made your way to the area where you stayed.

“ah, now i can relax” seok-chan let out an exaggerated sigh as he jumped onto his bed.

“no shoes on your bed, you know that! mum taught you better, it doesn’t matter if the world basically ended ” you threw your pillow on him and he groaned before kicking his boots off.

you smiled to yourself as you noticed him close his eyes. he was definitely tired.

you then sat on the edge of your own bed staring down at your current shoes. they were on their last legs. the sole had completely separated and the shoelaces were basically mere pieces of ripped string.

you didn’t waste time and took them off, chucking them to the side and slipping on your new shoes.

god, they felt so comfortable.

“thank you seok-chan!” you called out, appreciative of them.

seok-chan mumbled in his sleep and you jumped up and began to test them out. jumping up and down, sprinting on the spot and checking they definitely fit. mid-way through your tests, there was a knock at your door.

you paused what you were doing and opened the door. standing there, was yeong-hu. he had his hands in his pockets and when he saw you he quickly took them out.

“sergeant kim, how can i help?” you asked and he cleared his throat before speaking.

“y/n, is seok-chan there? i need to speak with him” yeong-hu looked behind your shoulder briefly.

“ah, he’s sleeping at the moment” you moved slightly so that he could get a better view of your sleeping brother.

“that’s fine, can you let him know when he wakes up that he needs to come to the briefing room so i can speak to him”

“will do” you nodded your head “do you want me to tell him anything else?”

yeong-hu shook his head to say no before looking down at your new shoes.

“oh and nice shoes y/n. looking good” he smirked slightly and you felt your cheeks warm up so, you quickly thanked him before closing your room door.

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another few days quickly passed. your brother was due to go on another expedition and you were thinking about what to ask for. there were a couple of things that you needed but you needed to ask for the thing you needed the most so, you were sat trying to figure that out.

“what’s on your mind?” chan-young who was a member of the platoon asked as he took a seat next to you.

“im trying to figure out what to ask seok-chan to get me when he’s on his next expedition” you explained, showing chan-young your notebook with your list of 5 items.

“why would you need a turtle plushie?” he examined the list and let out a laugh.

“it wouldn’t be for me. it would be for sergeant kim, he’s always so kind to me and i want to gift him something”

“but, why a turtle?”

“he’s like a turtle don’t you think? hard on the outside but soft on the inside. he would do anything for the people he cares about even though he acts tough”

“huh, that’s pretty accurate actually. but why not just ask for everything on the list? im sure your brother wouldn’t mind getting all the items on there” chan-young raised an eyebrow.

“it wouldn’t be fair to ask for so much. would it?” you closed your notebook.

“you never know unless you try” he then jumped up “im going to get prepared for roll call, good luck with your list”

“thank you” you called out before opening your notebook once more and ripping the page with the list out.

you swiftly folded it up and went to look for your brother.

you checked all the usual areas but you just couldn’t find him. the only place left would be the platoon briefing room. you approached the room and gently knocked on the door.

“come on in” sergeant kim said aloud and you entered.

“sorry to disturb, i just needed to greet my brother before you all left” you apologised as all eyes were on you.

“that’s fine, we were just wrapping up so seok-chan you can step outside for a minute if need be” yeong-hu nodded his head.

seok-chan went to the side with you.

“good luck out there, make sure to come back in one piece” you smiled giving him a hug.

“will do sis, take care okay? also what do you want me to bring back for you?”seok-chan said and you handed him the paper.

“hopefully everything on there but if not, you can choose just one to bring back”

“of course, bye now” seok-chan quickly rushed away as the platoon members were now leaving to the vehicles.

yeong-hu was waiting at the door for him, you watched as seok-chan and him exchanged a few words. yeong-hu then sent you a smile and you waved before he disappeared through the door.

as the day went on, you did things to fill your day as you anxiously waited for the crow platoon to return. but as it got later and later, you couldn’t help but be worried. the platoon were never late to return and it was pushing past midnight.

despite trying to think happy thoughts, the worst outcomes kept on filling your head. so, you tried to distract yourself some more.

more time went on and they still hadn’t returned. you waited by the area in which they’d enter once they returned. you tried asking chan-young to give you updates but he was under strict orders to not say a word.

“don’t worry, they’ll be back soon. im sure of it” chan-young was waiting with you.

he knew you needed some company.

“they should’ve been back hours ago. what if something bad happened?” you gulped.

chan-young was never the best with comforting so he just waited with you. you appreciated it.

after some time, the sound of tires and yelling voices could be heard and soon enough the platoon members who were on the expedition were back but there was something wrong.

“hurry, he needs to get medical treatment!” yeong-hu’ voice was urgent as they entered through the door.

two platoon members were carrying someone who was unconscious and there was blood on their hands.

your heart dropped when you realised it was your brother that they were carrying.

“seok-chan!” you screamed as they all rushed towards the infirmary. you followed but once they entered the infirmary chan-young held you back.

“let go of me! i need to see my brother” you yelled, tears welling in your eyes.

“y/n, they need to treat him. you can’t go in” he explained.

“but he’s my brother! what if-” you couldn’t even finish the sentence as you stopped resisting and froze.

“that won’t happen , they’ll treat him and he’ll be back to health in no time” chan-young had finally let go of you.

silence filled the air as a million different thoughts consumed you. you sat on the floor and leaned against the wall near the door to the infirmary. your knees brought up to your chest as you waited. tears were streaming down your face and you picked the skin from your fingers.

some time passed and chan-young had to do his platoon duties so he had to leave you. you were all alone now.

that was until you heard footsteps approach.

when you looked up to see who it was you saw yeong-hu. he looked like he had been crying and had some blood from a wound on the side of his face, his upper arm had a large slash on it and his hands had blood on them.

“y/n..” he managed to breath out “im so sorry, it’s all my fault”

you wiped your tears and slowly stood up.

“what do you mean?” your voice was a whisper.

“seok-chan. i asked him to cover me as i explored an area of the mall we were at and the monster it came from no where. it just- it had claws and they were then just in him and we struggled to kill it. it just kept trying to- if i hadn’t asked him to cover me then maybe he wouldn’t be hurt. im sorry i couldn’t bring him back unharmed. im sorry” yeong-hu was holding back tears as he tried explaining what happened.

you couldn’t understand why he was apologising. it wasn’t his fault at all. monsters can just appear out of nowhere sometimes. everyone knew that. never would you blame him for your brother being badly injured.

“sergea- yeong-hu, it’s not your fault” a tear fell from your eye “you did all that you could, im grateful for that”

“i know, but i should’ve been able to keep him safe from getting injured. im really so sorry” yeong-hu apologised again.

you shook your head “dont apologise, its not your fault. really, im thankful for everything you’ve ever done”

without warning you wrapped your arms around his upper torso. he was taken aback by this and winced in pain slightly which caused you to step back.

“you’re hurt” you looked at yeong-hu closely and realised how bad his injuries were.

“i’ll be fine.” he tried to play it off but you shook your head.

“come with me” you told yeong-hu before quickly turning to look at the infirmary room door one last time- with hope that when you would be back later, that you’d be allowed in to see your brother.

he hesitated but you had taken his hand in yours. leading him to yours and seok-chan’ room.

you had some medical supplies in your room from the times, you had patched your brother up after certain expeditions. luckily, you knew first aid really well so you were quite skilful with certain medical procedures.

when you entered, you made yeong-hu sit in the edge of your bed. you weren’t bothered about getting the sheets dirty and got out the first aid kit.

a calm silence filled the room as you began to clean out the wound he had on the side of his head. and although, he was in pain yeong-hu kept up his tough face as you then stitched up the slash on his arm.

once done he sent you quick appreciative smile and the two of you never spoke a single word as you then brought some wipes to wipe the blood that was on his hands.

you gulped as you felt yeong-hu’ ínstense stare on you. he examined every inch of your face. how your eyebrows furrowed because you were so focused, how you constantly rubbed your lips together and how your eyelashes fluttered each time you blinked. your touch was so gentle and caring as you took your time wiping the blood off of his hands. he felt cared for.

yeong-hu continued to stare you as you finished off what you were doing, you were conscious of his eyes in you and when you looked at him and linked eyes, he quickly averted his eyes elsewhere. pretending to not have been looking at you. you cleared your throat and stepped back.

“there you go, how do you feel?” you gathered all the waste and shoved it into an empty plastic bag that you had.

“thank you y/n” yeong-hu stood up “i-“

just as he was about to continue, the room door flew open.

“seok-chan is awake!” a platoon member yelled and immediately you both ran to the infirmary.

in the infirmary bed, seok-chan was barely conscious. he had loads of bandages on him and he had an oxygen mask on.

“my favourite brother” you jokingly said with a sad smile before putting your hand on his.

he let out a small smile and tried to speak but you shook your head.

“you need rest” you then stood back as yeong-hu wanted to see seok-chan too.

“sarge” seok-chan managed to croak out and yeong-hu gave him a stern look.

“make sure to rest up, i’ll need my best soldier back” yeong-hu nodded his head “i’ll be back later to check on you”

without saying anything more he then walked out the infirmary. you were confused. you thought he was going to say more but, then of course it was yeong-hu and he was very unpredictable.

you stayed in the infirmary until seok-chan fell asleep. you then decided to head back to your own room but you took seok-chan’ bloodied uniform with you. you were going to wash it for him so that when he was better, he had uniform ready.

some of the items were not salvageable but you the main ones were. as you moved to wash his cargos, you felt something in his pocket. it was small and round and when you pulled it out, you saw what it was. a pocket-size turtle plushie.

you couldn’t help but let out a chuckle as you placed the plushie aside before finishing off the washing. once you were done, you hung the washing up to dry in a corner of your room.

you held the turtle plushie in your hand, gently stroking the soft fabric. a sigh escaped your lips, you just wanted things to go back to how it was.

you were sat on your bed, it smelt like yeong-hu. his scent was very distinctive, it was usually very musky which was now also mixed with the smell of blood.

you’d always found him attractive and seok-chan would even try to set you both up. while on one hand you would’ve accepted in a heart beat but on the other, you didn’t want to get so close and attached to someone else.

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you sat beside the bed your brother was in, in the infirmary. it had been a few days and although he was still feeling weak, he looked a lot better.

he was still sleeping as you waited patiently, you didn’t want to wake him. you hummed to yourself, trying to pass time. suddenly, you heard the door open and saw yeong-hu.

he had tight fitted navy green shirt on, with it tucked into his cargos. the shirt fit his torso well and you could see the slight outline of his abs and his biceps flexed as he moved his arms. you must’ve been staring because he then cleared his throat.

“how is he doing?” he asked and you quickly turned to look back at your brother.

“a lot better, he’s just being very stubborn and not wanting to rest so whenever he’s sleeping i don’t wake him unless he needs to eat” you explained.

“i’ll come back later then” yeong-hu turned to leave.

“wait” your voice came out quieter than you wanted it to and you stood up and walked towards the door too “i wanted to speak with you actually”

yeong-hu was slightly surprised but nodded his head.

“we can talk while i walk you back to your room” he said and you both began to walk

for the first few minutes, you didn’t speak but then as you got closer to your room you decided to tell him what you wanted to tell him.

“i just want to thank you for everything you’ve done. really, im so thankful for everything you’ve done for my brother and i” you told him as you both finally approached your room “i’ve got something for you actually. wait here”

you hurriedly went into your room and grabbed the plushie.

“this is for you” you smiled holding out the plushie.

yeong-hu took the plushie from you, a smile creeping on his face.

“thank you” he breathed out-he was now grinning.

“i got you a turtle because you’re like one” you explained to which he raised an eyebrow “like a turtle, you have a tough exterior but on the inside you’re actually a softie”

“i’ll keep this close to me” he chuckled before putting the plushie in his pocket.

your heart beat pounded as you thought about what you were about to do next. you leaned up and pressed your lips onto yeong-hu’ cheek.

he froze for a second.

“take care y/n” he said with a nod, not looking at you before walking away.

you gulped.

had you made a mistake?

the following days, you tried to speak with yeong-hu but he completely avoided you. you didn’t understand why.

had you done something wrong by kissing his cheek?

you didn’t know.

seok-chan was now able to sit up in bed and you spent as much time as you could caring for him.

“i don’t understand, does he not like me back? i thought that now i’d give it a chance but maybe i was wrong to do so” you were ranting to seok-chan about the whole situation.

“quite the opposite actually, he’s just too coward to admit it” he sighed under his breath but you had managed to pick up what was said.

“what did you say?” your eyes went wide and seok-chan shook his head.

“nothing” he swallowed hard.

“you’re lucky you’re already injured or else i would’ve fought you to tell me everything you know” you warned your brother as you decided to head out to find yeong-hu.

you wanted answers and you wanted to be with him.

it took you a while but you found him. he was in his room and was surprised to see you standing at his room door.

“i like you a lot and i want us to be more than friends” you said it straight.

“y/n don’t do this” yeong-hu rubbed his jaw “you shouldn’t like me”

“why shouldn’t i? huh? you shouldn’t get so involved within my life that i start caring for you and then just try to act like you don’t know me!” there was hurt in your voice.

“it’s not that simple, you’re one of my- it’s inappropriate”

“but you like me, don’t you? otherwise you wouldn’t be saying anything”

you reached forward and took yeong-hu’ hand into yours. he accepted the touch and after a moment he held onto your hand and pulled you closer to him.

he took a deep breath in as he leaned down, his lips gently hovered over yours and you closed your eyes as he then kissed you. it was a short but sweet kiss and he rested his forehead against yours once it was over.

“of course, i like you” yeong-hu said in a low voice.

“so let’s be more than friends” you whispered and he paused.

yeong-hu then reconnected his lips and you smile into the kiss.

that was your answer.

ruin you

bff!jake. 1.6k words. smuttt.

“how long left til your date?”

“an hour.”

“perfect. that’s plenty of time.”

“for what jake- ahh-” your words turn into squeals when the man carries you over to his side of the car, literally manhandling you as if you weighed nothing to him.

guess his trips to the gym really were beneficial.

the man holds you still on his lap, facing him, while grounding your hips down so you can feel the growing tent in his sweat pants that you swore you had just helped get rid of back at his place.

“again?”

“what can i do?” the ends of his lips pull into a smug grin as he leans in to place a kiss on your chin, “you’re such a pretty, pretty girl.”

“sweet talk isn’t always going to get you what you want, mr sim.”

“just trying to help. i just want to get you ready for your date,” he shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly, the grin on his face however tells you that his next words were going to be anything but nonchalant.

“and how will you be doing that?”

your words seem to be the cue for him to lean in and kiss you sweetly. you loved these kind of kisses from jake, when he treated you so gently, as if you were his most prized possession.

you had spent the day at your best friend’s place, in his bed with his arms around you and his lips on yours for most of it. this was how you both spent most of your sundays, literally joined by the hip with heaps of what you and him liked to call, lazy fucking.

and usually, you’d stay there til the very next day and head off classes together but you had a date tonight. a blind date.

you and jake were best friends, have been for the past two years but a drunken mistake one night led to the beginning of your hook ups. with no strings attached of course. the man would go on dates and you would go on yours but by the end of the night, you’d be knocking at each other’s doors. like clockwork, a familiar routine.

it was a strange friendship but it worked and it had been for the past three months. you’ve always enjoyed the man’s fun company but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t love the dominant side of jake sim that only you got to experience.

like the him right now, sitting before you.

“my pretty, i’m going to ruin you. i’m going to make sure he’ll never be good enough. no one will.”

he kisses you again almost immediately, not letting you have a single say.

there was something noticeably different about jake today, something slightly off that you can’t pinpoint. your bestie never cared much about who you went on dates with but his words and his actions today told you different. maybe it’s because your blind date was supposedly the captain of the football team, someone good looking, smart and rich. what girl wouldn’t fall for that right?

the delusional side of you hoped that you were right, that you going on a date tonight did bother jake. but you knew yourself that it wasn’t likely, not when said man had hot girls lined up for him every week.

you were just an easier fuck whenever he needed it.

the coldness of his fingers on your skin brings you out of your stupid thoughts, only to realise what he was actually doing. trust him to already have his sweatpants down his knees and your panties under your dress slipped to one side. how he could be so fast still manages to surprise you, time after time.

the feeling of his cock rubbing at your bareness elicits a breathy moan from you. it drove you to almost insanity whenever he did this, your core desperate and screaming to be filled up by the man.

“will you let me put it in pretty?”

“yes jake please,” your words sounded more like whimpers, something he enjoyed a little too much with the way he was already grinning.

he knows you’re desperate for him and he was loving every bit of it.

he kisses you again while his hands are busy at your waist, easily lifting you up. every part of you is immediately put on overdrive as you slowly sink onto him, your wetness taking as much of his hard on as possible. and damn was that a full time job of its own.

“oh my god- jake-” you’re already seeing stars, your mind spinning and it was just the tip. no matter how many times you’ve done this, you always end up struggling to fit it. just proves how big jake sim really was.

“poor baby. need my help?”

you nod way too quickly at his question, causing the man to laugh. but you don’t care how pathetic you must’ve looked because you wanted him to help. it’s always how it went between you two anyway, with jake doing most of the work, manhandling your body like it was his own personal rag doll.

and you would never complain. ever.

because by the end of it all, jake always made sure you were satisfied first, letting you cum countless times before he would.

so you didn’t expect anything different this time either.

his arms circle your waist, hugging you even closer as he thrusts upwards, filling you. all you could do was whine at the feeling of him even deeper inside of you, his thickness almost breaking you in half. but you couldn’t care less, not when it felt this good.

you grip tighter onto his shoulders as jake pounds into you, your nails almost ripping the man’s poor shirt, similar to your dress strap that was currently hanging on for dear life.

“f- feels so good-”

“i know baby, i know,” he coos into your ear, his voice so deep, just like his cock that’s currently buried inside of you. his hands are now grasping your waist, holding you still in place so he could angle himself better.

of course fucking in jake’s car wasn’t at the top of your favourite places to do it but just something about it, perhaps the tight space or the high chance of getting caught or even the fogged up windows... turned you on a little too much.

“jake...”

“what do you want pretty, tell me. you know i’d give you anything right?”

“please... i want to cum-”

your body begins to fall apart when he hits one specific angle, an angle he had perfected only after a week. it was like he knew everything about your body already. where to touch, where to kiss, where to suck. the man was a fast learner and you were more than thankful for that.

“anything for my pretty baby...” his thrusts fastens almost immediately, causing your head to fall back against the stirring wheel. you have no idea of what’s what anymore, all you know is that you were going to have the best orgasm of your life.

your moans, his groans and the unholy sound of skin smacking continue to fill the small space as jake works you towards your high, his thrusts gradually becoming erratic.

his name is the only thing on your lips as a violent rush erupts through your body, your juices coating the man’s dick just as he also cums deep inside of you, filling you to the brim.

with no energy left, you lay your head onto his shoulder, your arms now weakly clinging onto the material of his shirt. you could hear him laughing lowly beside you as he begins to pat your head, something you’ve always loved him doing.

the smirk on his lips tells you just how pleased he is with how whiny you always become because of him. how pathetic and dishevelled you always looked when he’s fucking you, with hair so messy and with tears in your eyes.

that’s exactly what jake sim loved seeing. you being a complete mess for him.

just like right now.

“oh shit i- i have to go,” you barely manage to mutter with how exhausted you are, your eyes going to your wrist watch to see the time, “there’s only 20 minutes left. i need to go wash up-”

“or,” you can tell from the look in his eyes that he wasn’t about to let you go, that he wasn’t going to take no for an answer either. it’s always with that gaze, the one he knows for a fact always works on you, “we take a nice bath, have some take out and then we stay in bed all night. just me and you.”

“but jake-”

“come on,” he coos at you again, his tone more desperate than before if you could say so yourself.

of course you wanted to scream hell yes, but deep down you knew you shouldn’t. this secret, scandalous relationship between you and your best friend that was supposed to be no strings attached was becoming anything but that for you.

it all happened so suddenly, something you weren’t able to control. you didn’t even know when or how but you found yourself falling for him over time. you tried to go on dates, meet new people but no one could take your mind off jake sim. it was as if he really did ruin you for everyone else, both mentally and physically.

and what did you do about your feelings?

answer was simple, nothing, just so you could salvage your friendship.

so now that you’re given yet another chance to distance yourself from him, with a blind date, you knew you had to go. just like he would, if he had a date to go on.

“stay with me pretty.”

“i- i can’t jake... not tonight.”

end.

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Here are some random filthy thoughts I have about bf Anton, feel free to stay for the program. 

Anton is the type to... pick you up and bounce you on his cock (On an Anton muscle kick rn) I can see him scrolling on twitter and seeing this girl get destroyed while being bounced on someone's cock, he knew he had to try it. He is going to watch your face with each gasp from being dropped on his cock. 

Anton is the type to...Lay on your chest just to suck your nipples, Hes in love with your chest and sometimes you wonder if he loves it more than you in general. He gives them kisses, Leaves little hickeys, nibbles on your nipples and tugs at them.  

Anton is the type to...take videos to keep for later. This man will watch them when he is horny, for fun, just because he is bored. It does not matter where he is, hes going to hide his screen and put his air pods in so he can watch you take his cock and hear your moans that he always misses. 

Anton is the type to...Cuddle in your neck around public so he can secretly kiss it and give you hickeys. He will not admit it, but he hates when you cover his hickeys up, he will even whisper that too you while sucking new ones on your neck 

Anton is the type to...Grind into you while you two are spooning. You will hear his little grunt and whines while rubbing his cock against your ass, practically waiting for the moment you turn around to take care of him 

Anton is the type to...Tease you till you make the first move; He is not shy or nothing he just wants you to grow the courage to take care of him. He gets spoiled rotten by this as well and once you do it often it is set for life 

Anton is the type to...fuck you with his tongue, preferably if you can sit on his face that would be best but either way, he grows euphoric when he feels his tongue enter your hole and tasting every bit of cum you have. 

Anton is the type to...grow overwhelmed and pull your hair when giving him head. He will hold your hair anyway but when hes close to his release and you feel his cock twitch and small whimpers leave him he going to grip your hair and hold it so tight it tugs on it 

Anton is the type to...take you in doggy and hold your hands behind your back, he finds it so precious when you hold his hand so tight while hes fucking you, he thinks your back is such a sexy sight as well 

Anton is the type to...pay for your nails and toes to get done for the purpose of when you have your feet in his lap, he can massage them and admire how cute they’d look around his cock or when he feels your choking him while you ride, he can feel the acrylic nails run against his skin 

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