— hush ; teaser
↳ pairing: dom!yeonjun x sub f!reader x switch!jay
↳ genre: friends to lovers, polyamorous relationship, smut, fluff and angst if you squint.
↳ summary: it was wrong from the start. you knew it. but heck, you’d be lying if you say that you didn’t love it when yeonjun and jay destroyed you(r friendship); no pun intended.
↳ masterlist
↳ rating: 18+ (estimated word count is 6k)
↳ warnings for the teaser: profanity, mentions of alcohol, explicit sexual content; grinding, dry humping, fingering, voyeurism, hints of mmf threesome.
↳ taglist: reblog if you’d like a tag when the whole thing is posted!
↳ a/n: this is purely self-indulgent (sorry not sorry lol 😭) and i’ve been planning this for a while now! posting a teaser because i feel unsure about this whole thing and i’m losing motivation to continue 😭
You should probably tell him to stop. Or give him some excuse and walk away yourself.
But the way Yeonjun is guiding your ass back on his crotch feels too good.
Lips parting with a whine, your head lolls back to rest on his chest, your heart beating in sync with the loud music thrumming in your ears. You can practically feel his smirk as he leans down to whisper. “Enjoying ourselves, are we, hm?”
The alcohol in your system makes you slightly light-headed, and you find yourself being bolder than usual. Turning around, you wrap your hands around his neck, pulling him closer to drop a chaste kiss along his jaw. “Very much.” You purr, not so subtly bumping your hips with his.
Yeonjun shivers a little as you bury your nose where his shoulder meets his neck. From this close, you can feel how his heart beats rapidly, the alluring scent of his expensive cologne intoxicating you further. Feeling rather wicked, you trail your hand to the bulge forming in his trousers, his hands resting on your ass tightening the grip. “[Name]...” he warns, his low voice adding more wetness between your legs.
This isn’t you. You’re not the one to grope your irresistibly hot friend’s crotch under any circumstances, even if you’re drunk and horny. And shamelessly grinding on him while his whole friend circle could be watching? Oh hell no. But right now, being in Yeonjun’s arms and enjoying how he gets worked up only for you, feels so fucking right.
You’ve always found Yeonjun very handsome and charismatic. Who doesn’t? Even, You might’ve had a crush on him earlier this year. But that’s not important right now. Because he’s leading you upstairs, away from the crowd. For the first time in 2 years of your friendship, you feel thankful that he has a luxury villa style apartment.
Your stomach does backflips from excitement and your body yearns for his touch. Yeonjun seems rather calm and collected, nodding and smiling at Taehyun, Jake, who are lounging near the staircase. You worry if they know what you two are up to, but surprisingly, they look more concerned than suspicious. Jake even pats your back briefly, “Drink less next time, little girl, you look like you have a high fever.” You halt at that, pouting at him for calling you a little girl.
“Jake, not now, please. She needs rest. Or are you volunteering to watch over her for the rest of the night?” Yeonjun states in a matter-of-fact tone.
“Nah mate, I’m not good with that stuff! You go ahead.” Jake answers immediately, retracting from you. Taehyun follows him with a sigh, giving you a small wave and a smile.
You look back at Yeonjun shortly after, he still looks strangely composed as he motions you to come with him.
However, once he reaches the small passageway that connects his bedroom and living room, he seems to lose it. Pushing you up against the wall, his lips find yours in a passionate kiss. You squeak a little from surprise, tilting your head to side and deepening the kiss. His mouth is surprisingly gentle and the kiss is filled with unspoken emotions and desires, making your heart flutter.
“Please...” you whimper, not really knowing what are you requesting for. Yeonjun trails butterfly kisses down jaw and throat, finding his refuge on the soft flesh of your neck. He licks your collarbone gingerly, his teeth sinking into your skin soon after.
“Junnie, please.” You shudder involuntarily, rubbing yourself against him, looking for any type of friction you can get. He smiles at that, his right hand coming down to squeeze your thigh.
“Is baby that desparate?” You nod frantically in response, mewling as he bunches up the short black dress around your hips. Forcing your thighs apart, Yeonjun presses his index finger against your clothed cunt, hissing when he feels the moisture. “Fuck.”
A string of incoherent words leave you, his thumb now rubbing your clit. He’s not exactly patient now, pushing the lacey material of your thong away and dipping his fingers in your soaked folds. Knees buckling from the contact, you anchor yourself using his shoulders, scared that you might fall otherwise.
“You have no idea for how long I’ve wanted to feel you like this.” Yeonjun rasps, teasing your entrance with his middle finger.
“In me, please.” You whine almost pathetically, clenching around nothing upon his confession. He chuckles lowly, giving you a hard kiss.
“So cute. Always saying please like a good girl.” Before you can say something, his finger penetrates you, your mouth falling open. His lips are back onto yours, muffling the sinful sounds you’re making. You rock your hips to meet his single finger that eases you, another one soon joining.
“Fuck, doll, so tight. Can’t imagine how good you’re gonna feel around my cock.” The thought alone is enough to make you come, but you grit your teeth, fingers digging into his shoulder. Yeonjun grunts, picking up pace, wet and unflattering sounds paired up with your whimpers bouncing off the walls.
And that’s why probably, none of you heard the footsteps approaching.
“Dude c’mon, you can’t ditch your own party like this! I can take care of [Name], people are talking about leaving and it’s barely—” Jay stops dead in his tracks when he notices you, almost hidden by Yeonjun’s tall frame.
“Let them leave. Tell Heeseung and Soobin to wrap it up for the night.” Yeonjun speaks up, his voice hoarse. But Jay’s eyes stay focused on you, noticing your flushed face that you try to hide. The fact that a friend of yours has caught you wetting your other friend’s fingers, embarasses you to the point no one can imagine.
“Jay, I told you something.” Yeonjun repeats.
He doesn’t even bother to look up at Junnie, his hungry gaze falling on your dress that’s hiked up, and Yeonjun’s fingers that are buried in your pussy.
You squeeze the still fingers inside you, Jay’s somewhat predatory glare making you writhe. Why does he have to look so sexy?
Yeonjun notices immediately, growling in your ear. “You like it, huh? You like that he’s eye-fucking you? Naughty girl.”
Whining, you look down to avoid both of their gaze. Your core aches despite having Yeonjun inside. You want Jay. No, you need him.
Yeonjun starts moving his fingers again, catching you off-guard, a lewd moan escaping you. The sound of your needy voice stirs something carnal in both men.
“Fuck it, I wanna feel you too, [Name].” Jay growls, sounding like a wounded animal. Your look at him through hooded eyes, biting your lip. Jay is simply sculpted like a Greek god, and he’s always so kind. And the way he’s looking at you right now? It’s like you’re the only one who matters to him. Trying to imagine him all over you, your walls clench around Yeonjun again.
“Of course she’d love that...” Junie mutters under his breath so that only you can hear. You perk up and look at him, silently asking with your eyes if he’s okay with Jay joining.
“If you want him to join, then I’d be more than happy to let him do so.” Yeonjun answers, making Jay relax visibly. “But you still haven’t told them anything, have you?” He adds.
“Wait just a minute, I’ll be right back!” Before you can tell him anything, Jay dashes away. You sigh, feeling somewhat disappointed.
“Come on baby, let’s get you comfy on my bed.” Yeonjun kisses your forehead, picking you up bridal style and kicking the bedroom door open.
“You’ll have so much fun, I promise.” Settling you down on the mattress, he undos your dress and drops it on the floor. His promise repeats itself in your mind, and you gulp.
This is really happening.
💌 author’s notes:
Let me know about your thots thoughts!
Also happy bday to the loml :((( he’s already 22 i can’t believe that he’s growing up so fast!! And I have like the fattest crush on Jay 🦋 he has recovered now but I hope he’s resting well T_T
