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This account is primarily for Kpop roleplaying and writing! 97 liner, she/her, MDNI please

[captainjoongiebb]

Roleplay Information

I recently posted my rp info, but it was brought to my attention that the link didn't work! So, I'm making a new blog for it :)

If you'd like to roleplay with me, please take the time to read through my padlet I've linked. It has pretty much all the information you need; however, if you're curious about something I didn't address, feel free to message me!!

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[captainjoongiebb]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ🍓 𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘍𝘰𝘳: 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘙𝘱𝘴 🍓ɞ˚‧｡⋆

Hi, everyone! I've decided to make another post for private roleplays!

I am mostly looking for heterosexual pairings at the moment since most of my muse is with several female faceclaims; however, if I feel the plot suits a yaoi/yuri pairing, I will consider it!

Please take a look at my Roleplay Info padlet before messaging me.

When messaging me, please provide:

- Here or Discord? - Het/Yaoi/Yuri? - Muse you'd like me to play? (choose at least 3 from my list) - Muse you will be playing? (Bonus if it's from my desired FCs but totally fine if not) - Limits/Triggers? - Specific kinks/themes/genres you'd like to do? - Password (Yes, there is a password because people don't like reading rules TT)

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[sugar-petals]

i go on twitter and see "XLOV rui steals the spotlight" trending and then i see all these gorgeous pictures??

[yum-nyang]

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[captainjoongiebb]

This is outside of my usual roleplay search, BUT I have been aching to roleplay as Zoey from Kpop Demon Hunters. I've been completely obsessed with this movie for a while, and after watching it again, I realized that I just have a dire need lmao.

At the moment, I am searching for someone who rps any of the Saja Boys (specifically Mystery). I'm a simp for this pairing, but if you muse another member, I'm totally cool with that! Just please read my roleplay information before messaging me ❤️

Thank you! Caw-Caw!

[goldenretrieverjakezgirlbaby]

The kind of boyfriend who pulls you closer when you try to walk away.

Sim Jaeyun - 02 line!

[captainjoongiebb]

I have a couple questions to those who write fics! I haven't actually written a fanfic in a loooong time, and I'm hella rusty. Tbh, I've never written a y/n x member fanfic simply because I... just haven't ever had the want or need to, but I'm wanting to give it a shot for once. So, here are my questions:

What is the preferred pov for fics like this? I mean, I understand y/n as "your name"; however, I'm most comfortable writing in 3rd person. (does this matter much, or am i overthinking?)

If I decide against doing the "y/n" and throw in a random name, would that still be interesting to read? (just in case i'm not feeling the y/n vibes)

how do you guys make your pretty aesthetics for your posts? help a girl out. she wants to be aesthetic too lmao

Okay, thank you in advance to anyone who possibly answers my questions <3 if i think of more, i will ask aha.

[xielianhua]

Kong Xueer for Tencent Video All Star Night 2025

[captainjoongiebb]

She is literally one of the most ethereal people I have ever seen.

[arelyvn]

ALL THE RIGHT PARTS II - Y.JW

Who knew the same man who fixed your car would later end up breaking your bed.

yang jungwon x fem!reader

content warnings: smut, teasing, degrading, slut shaming, oral, unprotected sex, pussy slapping, fingering, orgasm denial, squirting, riding, bratty reader, mean jungwon, porn with barely any plot.. let me know if I missed anything!

word count: 2.3k

I recommend reading this first, but it can be read separately!

Self respect was something you prided yourself on, but when it came to Jungwon, it was so easy to forget that.

So here you are, lying in bed. Trying to decide if you should make the effort to leave just for him to fuck you in his shitty apartment. Which by the way, was in a totally shady area, or hang on to any ounce of dignity you had left.

You suppose deprived would be a good word for it. You were deprived of him for more than two weeks now. Guess that's what happens when business is good for him. Wouldn't doubt it if he was flirting with some other slut with a fancy ass car. You roll your eyes at the thought.

If no one would be home for another few hours then maybe.. “No, don't do it.” you whisper to yourself, standing up and tossing your phone on the bed before walking to the mirror. You should just go to sleep now–

“Fuck it..” you sigh before grabbing your phone from your bed and opening his messages. 

9:24

You: Come over 

You sit down on the edge of your bed, not even noticing that you're picking at your freshly done acrylic nails out of nervous habit. Three minutes already? This asshole really thinks he's better than everyone else.

Jungwon: Why?

You: You know why.

Jungwon: Something wrong with your car again princess?

You roll your eyes

You: 🖕

Jungwon: You must really want me to fuck the attitude out of you

You: -Sent Address- 

You: Code to the gate is 1009.

Jungwon: I’ll be there in 20

You: 15.

“Earth to Jungwon?” Jay says, wiping his oil covered hands on his jeans. “Who the hell got you out of all people buried in their phone.” He adds, chuckling

“Dont worry about it.” Jungwon smirks, putting his phone in his jacket pocket. “Alright im headed out” He says, grabbing his keys from the tool table. Jay just shakes his head tyring to stifle a laugh. “Yeah right,” 

You glance down at your phone before standing up and going to the side door of your unnecessary big house. You told him to go through the side because its the only entrance that doesn't have cameras. 

“Took you long enough.” you say, shutting the door and turning to go to your room, he looks around, “Nice place, your fathers not home?”

“Clearly not if I fucking invited you.” You roll your eyes, making your way to your room. He pushes his tongue against his cheek, shaking his head before shutting your bedroom door.

“You never learn do you?” He says calmly. You sit down on the edge of your bed, the silk pink bed sheets cool against your skin.

“Are you gonna fuck me or not?” You raise your brow, he steps closer to you, looking down at you. He grabs your face in his hand, making you tilt your head up at him.

“Are you going to cut the attitude or not?” His voice sends a vibration down your spine. “What if I don't?" You bite your lip subtly. He chuckles, low, before letting go of your face.

“Take these off.” He lifts your tank top strap and snaps it back down. You roll your eyes, but still comply. Standing up and letting him watch you as you slip off each piece of clothing, until you're in nothing but your underwear.

“Those too.” He keeps his eyes locked on yours as you slide your panties down, tossing them beside your other clothes. 

“You know what to do.” He simply says, taking off his own clothes until he's in nothing but his boxers, climbing on your bed with you until he's hovering on top of you.

You spread your legs for him to fit between them. Watching as he sits back, eyes roaming down your body, taking in every aspect of you bare, vulnerable before him. “God, you’re pretty.” He says quietly, bringing his hand to spread your legs more.

You make a small sound at the words, it feels so good when he compliments you. He swipes his finger down the center of your pussy, gathering your juices on the tip of his finger. “So fucking wet, how bad did you want this?” He says smiling. “Shut up–” you mumble, slightly embarrassed. 

There's a glint of something mischievous in his eyes, he smirks before landing a sharp slap, right to the center of your aching core. “Fuck!” you yell out, legs automatically going to close but he stops them with his other hand.

“Remember, you texted me to come here. So get rid of the attitude, yeah?” You look down at the growing tent in his boxers, heavy, and thick, begging to be let out. “You don't seem to have a problem with it.” He chuckles at that, not hesitating before delivering another sharp smack to your pussy, your hips jolting at the contact.

“So fucking cute, all puffy and needy” He swipes his thumb over your clit, making you moan. You attempt to rub yourself against his finger, trying to seek more friction. 

“So desperate huh?” He whispers low before circling your hole with his finger, “Come on–!” He plunges his finger in you, the sudden stretch making your back arch off the bed

“What was that?” He says, looking down at the way you suck his finger in your tight hole. His eyes feline like, dark with intent. “You’re so fucking wet” He mutters before curling his finger deep in you. “J-jungwon.. Fuck–mm” you bring your own hand down to touch your clit but he swats it away.

“No.” you whimper at the word “Do I need to tie your hands to this expensive little bed frame?” He tests, adding another finger into you, thrusting them in and out with practiced ease. You shake your head, fisting the silk beneath you instead.

He uses his free hand to hold your thigh down, tracing small circles with his thumb, while his other works your hole open. “Pussy’s taking my fingers so good–” He bites his lip, increasing the speed of his digits.

“Yes, yes–fuck!” You say through high pitched moans, thankful no one's home so you can be as loud as you want. The sound of your pussy squelching around his fingers with every movement filling the room. 

“Im gonna cum Jungwon–” You bite your lip, hard enough to draw blood, your legs shaking as he slams his fingers into you, his palm making sharp contact with your clit at each thrust, he smirks before pulling his fingers out, the cry leaving your mouth making it worth it.

Your body trembles trying to chase the feeling. “Please, no–” You whine, he smooths over your inner thigh gently. “You really think you deserve it? After being such an ungrateful slut?” he laughs at you “Thats fucking comedic.” 

“You’re so annoying” You whine out, his smirk falters, not giving you time before thrusting his fingers into you again.

With no remorse at all, absolutely ruining you, moving in and out of you at a pace your own fingers could never. “Come on, take it.” He watches your face, the way you cry out in pleasure, mumbling nonsense as your juices coat his fingers, making a mess on his hand and on the sheets below you, splattering your inner thighs.

“I- fuck! I'm gonna–” He doesn't slow down, your juices squirting out of you, making a mess, he lets you ride it out, the screams living your lips being music to his ears.

“Fuck yeah, so fuckin’ pretty” He pulls his fingers out, using the pad of them to rub your pussy, moving over your clit roughly. “I can't– it's too much!” Your toes curl, eyes rolling as he delivers repetitive sharp slaps to your clit.

“Give me another one. come on, wanna see this pretty pussy make a mess everywhere again” The words make you let out the most pornographic moan as more of your juices flood out, splattering along your inner thigh, he doesn't stop rubbing you until your breathing slows, your legs trembling against the sheets. 

He pulls his hand up, spreading his fingers, watching the way your juices drip off of them, the sticky arousal glistening under the faint light of your room. “Fuck, that was hot princess.” He looks down at you, your half lidded eyes.

You watch as he slips off his boxers, his thick cock springing out, bright red at the tip. Your eyes widen at the sight, you seem to always forget how big it is.

He strokes himself, using your arousal on his hand as lube. “I want you to ride me, can you be a good girl and do that for me? I might consider forgiving you for being so ungrateful.” He swipes his thumb over his tip lazily, mixing his pre cum with your juices.

You nod, biting your lip. He moves to lay against the headboard, lifting you until you're sitting on his abs. “You’re so pretty like this” He says quietly, eyes drifting to your tits, he reaches up to swipe his finger over one of your nipples, pinching it slightly making you moan.

You slowly grind on his abs, the hardness in contrast to your puffy folds spread on him. He lets out a groan at the sight, you using him for your pleasure.

“Come here.” He pulls your face down, connecting his lips to yours. The kiss is messy, desperate, your saliva mixing with his, his tongue slips into your mouth smoothly, he can practically taste how needy you are, so desperate to be filled. 

You pull back, lifting yourself up, using your hand to grab the base of his cock to line it with your entrance. Your legs feel weak, you're surprised you even have the strength to lift yourself like this

“Go on, show me how bad you want it.” He places a hand on your hip, squeezing the soft flesh as you sink onto the mushroom tip of his cock, “Mmm..Jungwon” You let out through a soft whisper, he loves when you say his name, especially like that.

He squeezes your hip harder, bringing his other hand to rest on your other side, not controlling, just touching. He's letting you set the pace, for now.

“Oh my gosh–” You sink down further, until you're sitting on him, his cock buried deep inside of you, warm, thick, and filling. “You’re so fucking tight..” He bites his lip at the sight of you like this, the way your walls flutter around him, trying to adjust to the size. 

You place your hands on his abs, before lifting yourself up halfway and slamming back down, the wet slapping sound filling the room. His mouth hangs open as he watches you, your tits bouncing from the movement.

His hands dig into the soft flesh of your ass, as you repeat the movement, bouncing like a bunny on his thick cock. “Yeah baby, you’re doing so good” He praises you, landing a playful smack on your ass as you grind on his cock, moving in small circles with your hips, before leaning down to kiss him, he lets out his own moan at the feeling of your hard nipples on his skin. Lips moving against yours as you continue to move on him, he wishes he could see the way you look from a third person perspective, you’re definitely recording next time.

You sit back up, trying to keep your balance as you take his cock in and out of you, he notices the tremble in your legs “Tired already?” he says playfully “N-no” You mumble out, brows furrowed in concentration.

He smiles at the way you try so hard, “Let me help you.” He grips your ass hard, holding you up before thrusting into you from underneath. His cock drilling into insanely deep, your eyes roll at the feeling, your bodies covered in a layer of sweat, his hair slightly damp as he watches the way his cock fucks in and out of you.

“Fuck, fuck fuck!” You moan, your tits bouncing in his face, making him even more desperate. The headboard is banging against your wall, you’re sure its going to leave a dent but you dont care, not when he’s fucking you this good. 

The sounds of your flesh slapping together, his balls hitting your ass with each thrust underneath you and the pure pleasure coming from each of your mouths filling the room, somehow he picks up his pace, practically using you as his personal fuck toy,

“Im gonna cum, fuck—baby” He groans out, his sounds drifting to low whimpers. You feel like you're floating, lost in the pleasure as he cums inside of you, your pussy squeezing him as your own orgasm washes upon you, he pulls you down against him, holding you on his cock. Embraced in the warmth. Both of you breathing heavily, he doesnt pull out yet.

You open your mouth to say something but your face furrows in worry, “Oh fuck.” You move slightly, surprised you even have the strength too as you look at the broken leg of your bed. “Jungwon– we broke the fucking bed” He sits up straight, looking at the bent leg.. “My Dad is actually going to kill me” You groan, sitting down in defeat. He looks at you, before pulling you back down, laying you on your back beneath him. “You think I can't fix something as simple as your bed princess?” He chuckles, looking down at your worried face. “Jungwon–” 

He leans down to kiss your neck, “Shhh.. I didn't get to taste you yet, we can worry about that later yeah?” He whispers against your neck, kissing his way down, using his hands to spread your legs. Taking in the mess you and him made, he moans at the sight

“Fine–” You cant even finish your sentence before he cuts you off with a long lick to your core, devouring you like a starved man. He makes you cum at least twice on his tounge before fucking you again, your broken bed being the least of his worries..

-

In honor of dada wons birthday <3

Hope you guys enjoy :)

taglist: @nithxhoon @adult-kinda @ily4hoonity @cherryw0n @lawjakesim @cralessia @soobsdior @iluvblackk @ateez-atiny380 @pqrkjyx @hrtssunsunoo @nicolaq @enhypenvampier7 @imsojuliaaaaaa @starjoongie

[engenebong]

hypersexual

sexaddict!jake x innocentbutfreaky!reader

{synopsis}: your boyfriend, jake, always thinks about getting freaky with you. because of this, every single thing you do, usually leads to you two in bed.

{WARNINGS}: 18+, MDNI!!! very sexual scenes, sex talk, fingering, p in v, most likely more freaky stuff

{word count}: 802

jake. the ultimate sex addict. more like sex machine. you can bend slightly to pick something up, but jake usually runs to you and dry-humps your leg.

you come back from work. u arent quite tired, since there wasnt much to do today. you put your jacket away and pull off your shoes. then, you hear footsteps. theyre fast. really fast. jake appears around the corner, drifting over to you. his nose nuzzles in your neck. "nghh~ hi baby!" he whimpers, his voice filled with need. "hi jake!" you smile, trying to pull away from him. he detaches from ur neck, but takes your hand. "lets go to the bedroom..please mommy!" he says, need growing bigger every minute. "oh my god, jake, atleast let me go change my clothes. u can wait for 5 minutes, right?" he releases you from his grip. "if you insist.. but ill be waiting by the bathroom door! the moment you come out im pulling you with me!" you giggle stepping in the bathroom and locking the door.

while youre in the middle of changing, you hear wet, sloppy sounds from outside. then, you hear whispers: "a-ah..need you so bad right now.. i-im gonna.. ah!" jake just cummed. "jake, im coming, just hold on for a second!" you say, hurrying. you step out of the bathroom, only to see jake sitting on the floor, his pants pulled down and shirt rolled up. cum all over his abs and clothes. somehow, his dick is still rock hard. "jake! you couldnt even wait for me?" you say, faking frustration. "i-im sorry, mommy.." he gets up, pinning you to the ground, 2 fingers shoving in you immediatly. you gasp, jake speeding up the pumping. "a-ah! jake, please.." you whimper. jake cums again just from the sight of you.

he pulls you up, carrying you, still fingering you. he slams the bedroom door open and lays you on the bed. he pulls his fingers out of you and replaces them with his mouth. "fuck, jake!" you squirt all over his face. "fuck yes!" he groans and licks up all your juices. "so goddamn sweet.." he pulls off his already soaked sweatpants off and rips open a condom with his teeth and then rolls the condom on. he alignes himself with your entrance. "p-please go slow, jake!" you say in a high-pitched voice. jake doesnt care. he pounds in you so hard, you see stars. "your so tight..so good!" he moans in pleasure. you grip the bedsheets, trying to hold on for dear life. your walls flutter, reaching another orgasm. "fuck, im so close..a-ah!" he whimpers and his mouth stays open as he cums. he pulls out of you, the emptiness stinging. he takes off the filled condom, ties it up and throws it away. "j-jake..i dont think we can go for another round today, im tired." you say quietly. jake immediatly understands and hugs you softly, almost like a puppy. "shall i clean you up, yeah?" he speaks in that familiar aussie accent, but a small rasp in his voice from sex.

you sit in the bed, jake is gaming right infront of the bed. the gaming chair has a oval shaped hole in the armrests, his right hand is fingering it unconsciously. you notice and look at the motion. you swallow, trying to ignore the heat building up in your cunt. you decide to do something risky. you get up and pull jakes chair back away from the table. "hey!" he says, slightly frustrated. then, you sit in his lap, facing him. you start grinding yourself against him. "ah, fuck!" he moans, his head falling back. you grind for 5 more minutes. "im gonna cum if your gonna grind just a little more!" he whimpers. but you hop off him. "u-uh?" he groans in confusion. but you step away and head to the kitchen. "y/n-ah~ you cant leave me like this!" he chases after you.

he reaches you, and latches his hands onto your waist, but you rip them off. "no!" he hugs you harder, this time impossible to escape. he grinds his bulge against your leg. "jake, ur so hard, u know that?" you say, laughing a little. "yes, mommy..i need you, now!" he moans, a wet patch already forming in the front of his pants. you pull his pants down and grip his dick very hard. jake squelches in pain, but also in pleasure. a string of cum comes out again. he cups your breasts. "please baby, rub me more!.." he moans, and you start jerking him off. he moans loudly. "yes, yes.. just like that!" he cums again on the floor. "jake, you know you cant cum on the floor!" you say, slightly angry. "im sorry mommy, i will clean it up!

{authors note}: tysm for reading! this is my 3rd fic, but first time writing basically only smut.. i might make a part 2 for this fic! write in the comments if you want it!

{taglist !open!}: @st4rstudd3d, @snowysunoo

[jaehoodies]

This is my first official post here, but I’ve been part of this community long enough to understand what has recently taken place.

As many of you may know, a writer within this space was recently exposed for creating multiple fake blogs. These accounts were used not only to support themselves in questionable ways, but more importantly to spread negativity, target other creators, and disrupt what has always been a supportive and creative community. While the exact motivations behind these actions have not been fully clarified, it appears that attention and sympathy may have played a role — something that, understandably, many people initially responded to with kindness and concern.

Like many silent readers, I felt genuine sympathy at the beginning. However, as the situation unfolded and more information surfaced — particularly when a detailed statement and evidence were presented — it became clear that there was more happening behind the scenes. The impact of this situation has been significant. Several blogs and creators have faced unnecessary hate, disrespect, and emotional stress, with some even stepping away or going on hiatus as a result. It is especially disheartening knowing that much of this negativity came from someone they trusted or felt close to within the community.

While it remains uncertain whether a full apology or accountability will be given, I wanted to use this post to acknowledge what has happened and to express support for those who were affected. This community thrives on creativity, respect, and encouragement, and it is important that we continue to uplift one another moving forward.

To the creators and individuals who experienced harm or distress from this situation: I sincerely wish you peace, support, and continued inspiration. Let’s continue to foster a space built on positivity, honesty, and mutual respect.

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[captainjoongiebb]

Looking for Enhypen Roleplayers!!

Hey, everyone! I hope the new year is treating everyone nicely so far! Thanks to a friend of mine, I recently fell down the enhypen rabbit hole even further, and I'm in need of some ships lmao.

Please continue reading if you are interested!

Wanting:

MxF (Hetero) - I have 3 female faceclaims I have high muse for, Wonyoung being the highest.

Any Enhypen member, but partial to Sunghoon, Jungwon, and Jake

Interested in angst, romance, dark romance (open to most taboo), slice of life, supernatural

Literate; para to multi-para = love

Long-term writing partner

Discord roleplay

I have made some changes to my RP Info padlet, so please take a look at it before reaching out, if you are interested in roleplaying!

[captainjoongiebb]

I am still looking! Though, now I am opening the option for yaoi. I prefer to play as Sunoo. Please check out my padlet for my information in my pinned ♡

[captainjoongiebb]

Looking for Enhypen Roleplayers!!

Hey, everyone! I hope the new year is treating everyone nicely so far! Thanks to a friend of mine, I recently fell down the enhypen rabbit hole even further, and I'm in need of some ships lmao.

Please continue reading if you are interested!

Wanting:

MxF (Hetero) - I have 3 female faceclaims I have high muse for, Wonyoung being the highest.

Any Enhypen member, but partial to Sunghoon, Jungwon, and Jake

Interested in angst, romance, dark romance (open to most taboo), slice of life, supernatural

Literate; para to multi-para = love

Long-term writing partner

Discord roleplay

I have made some changes to my RP Info padlet, so please take a look at it before reaching out, if you are interested in roleplaying!

[captainjoongiebb]

Okay, specifically looking for a Jake rper. I have been reading too many Jake fics and one shots. Please someone end my suffering 🙏

I have female fcs that you can choose from since I am looking for MxF ships currently! ❤️

[iclimbjungwon]

[pastry chefs] — sim jake & park sunghoon

genre ﹒﹒ smut

description ﹒﹒ jake and sunghoon drug you at the bar, and turn you into their newest cream filled pastry ═══ contains slipping drugs in drink, forced intox, straight up noncon, total alignment threesome position, reader is hardly aware, cum as chaser, cumming in mouth/on clothing, DDDNE

⿻ vi’s note ﹒﹒ i too wanna be skewered and pastrified by jakehoon >_<

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it’s as though the dim lights in the bar seeped into their brains, dimming their sense of morality, too — or that’s the way they seem to justify it, at least. any attempt at justification is dismissed before any judge, since the presence of roofies in sunghoon’s pocket easily condemns the both of them without words.

as jake sees it, you deserve equal amounts of fault in the verdict — that black dress conforming to your figure, divulging the swell of your ass if you so much as leaned forward enough times that it couldn’t be considered a secret anymore. that thong, that scant line of lace, designed for private affairs — now displayed in a no-cost exhibit that jake and sunghoon were certainly spectators of.

they didn’t need to search any further for their target, darts already piercing you.

“you see it too, right hoon?” jake’s voice is punctuated by the muted clang of his glass against the table, eyes lazed by its contents as they travel to the man in question. “and she’s by herself… we could have her knocked out in the backseat without anyone even batting an eye.”

a smile tugs sunghoon’s features, teeth unveiled and joined by the huff of his chuckle. he leans backward as his arms fold, the plush of the booth relenting to his frame. “yea, not like anyone’s looking for her,” his gaze remains bound to you as he speaks, laced in admiration — though for your recklessness more than for you alone. “she’s a good one, too. perfect little body… pretty in the face.”

jake nods in concession, eyes chasing you with mirrored appreciation. “damn right about that,” his eyes descend to your ass, earning a peek of the flesh as your elbows rest against the bar. “god, she’s stupid. doesn’t even know we can see half of her ass right now.”

the breath of another chuckle leaves sunghoon, his eyes visiting jake for only a moment before sailing to you again, magnetized by his prey. “she’s already stumbling, too. just look at her,” they reveled in the sight as you lost your grace, bracing yourself against the counter. “she’s making this easy.”

sunghoon slides from the booth, abandoning his drink and his ethical instincts as he stands. “alright, i’ll make this quick. just wait for my signal.”

with jake’s acknowledgment, sunghoon traverses the subtle distance to you, traversing past any barriers his conscience presented, all the same. though with all things considered, he’d forgotten how to navigate that inner compass long ago, the only skills in navigation he can muster being his proficiency in finding the hook to a bra. a path he’s charted countless times.

the warmth of his hand discovers your back, providing you with an assurance you can’t detect the true intentions of, as the alcohol in your system decides.

“hey… woah, there. you alright? you look a little out of it.”

those tender threads in his tone, his demeanor is all your mind seems to register, demonstrated by that bleary smile you offer with your lips, and your eyes.

“mhm… ‘m fine…”

sunghoon’s features accommodate a smirk, delighting in the immediate trust you willfully hand to him, the lack of resistance you present as you send a giggle to chime within his ears. even easier than he’d thought.

it’s quickly obscured under that mask of concern, as though you recognized the difference either way. “you don’t seem fine,” the hand against your back embarks on circular motions designed to comfort you, quell you. he extends a nod to jake with a brief diversion of his eyes, who approaches upon the gesture. “do you have anybody taking you home? anybody coming to get you?”

the questions tumble from his lips in a method to cover his bases, flooded by the light of attentiveness. a light which seems to blind you.

your head sways in denial, hand supporting your face as you lean against it. “mm-mm… just me.”

tequila seems to induce honesty — or reduce critical thinking (however you wish to see it), lacing the danger in betraying such information with appeal.

another hand’s warmth discovers your shoulder, drawing your attention toward its owner — his attire is akin to other man, entirely black with a silver chain as distinction to the darkness.

“hey there, don’t worry,” his voice is low, intimate as his proximity. through all the feigned concern, neither of them offer a semblance of concern for your name, or for your knowledge of their own. yet another warning that’s entirely lost on you.

as jake seems to captivate you, sunghoon capitalizes — his hand departs from your back to delve into his pocket, tugging the bag of circular pills from its refuge. he sends one to sink into your drink — or what remained of it, at least — its shape already dissolving as it plops.

with the same ease as the bag left his pocket, it returns to the space.

sunghoon’s voice gently rends the haven you’d found in jake’s presence, that familiar large hand returning to its refuge against your back. “alright, sweet thing. tell you what,” his eyes gesture to the glass in front of you. “why don’t you finish that drink up, and we’ll make sure you get home safe. how’s that sound?”

that drunk haze swimming in your eyes, that sense of gratitude, of adoration that you regard him with as you fixate on him, float among his eyes as though an ocean of safety and euphoria was planted in them — it tells him he’s already won, that all you can feel when you look at him is the rush of those ever-assuring waters consuming you. though he was certain of that, before he even approached you.

“good… sounds good,” even your smile is none-the-wiser as it settles onto your face, the glass resting against your lips as you welcome your doom into your throat.

a rush of liquid that only sent you tumbling further into euphoria as you ingested it, every cell in your limbs seeming heavier, as though an anchor reeled you beneath the surface.

an anchor which fastened you to the position you’re in now.

the plush of a blanket yielding to your back, your head dangling over the mattress it cradles. that’s the extent of what you perceive — not the muted thuds of clothing meeting the carpet, or the protest of the mattress as it accommodates another body, or even the graze of lace along the course of your legs as it leaves you. nothing else sinks in, only you sink into the bleak waters of oblivion.

“fuck, should we take pictures of her?” jake’s hand surrounds his cock, the other bracing your head as he adjusts it in preparation — such a gentle touch, a calm movement preceding a storm of brutalization.

sunghoon’s voice resounds, nestling his actions as his hands maneuver your legs, motive in every motion as he urges them to rest atop his shoulders. it’s no mystery that his only intention in touching you is to orchestrate you. no mystery to those who are entirely lucid, at least. “yea, when we’re done with her. want her to look like a damn pastry.”

jake’s breath leaves him in a chuckle, the tip of his cock skimming along your lips, the slime of his precum now adorning the flesh. “aw, there’s your lip balm, baby.”

his thumb eases your lips apart, sending pressure against your teeth to urge your jaw open. as his cock drifts into the space provided, his brows crease with the sensation of your saliva dampening his ever-reactive frenulum, a willful captive to the warm enclosure of your mouth. “fuck, i can feel her throat,” his hips retreat momentarily, only to surge further within your throat’s confines as he sends a languid, measured thrust forward once more — he truly revels in the time he’s been granted, the opportunity he’s been granted, the wet mouth he’s been granted as though time would pause this moment for him, if he just went slow enough.

though sunghoon seems to view savoring in a different light, opting instead to discover every limit of this moment, every limit of this body with force, violence. “damn, roofies made her so fucking wet,” his breath leaves him in a forceful blow as he sends his cockhead to coast within those fluids you’d seeped — like you wished to hydrate an entire nation — his motions circular. with the drive of his hips, a plunge of every hard inch his body has to offer, he enters your walls, intruding upon your pussy beyond any knowledge of its poor little owner. “holy fuck,” his words are coated in a rasp, a narrowly refined groan. it’s as though your pussy infected his mind through every bit of wetness seeping into every vein along his cock, every pore in the skin. he fucks into you with intention, just as jake does your mouth, the only difference lying in the force he addled your unconscious figure with, like he intended to will you awake with every kiss of his skin against the back of your thighs.

his hands clasp against the back of your knees, hoping his finger prints will somehow brand the skin, marring you with a representation of the only tangible evidence that this ever happened, leaving you to helplessly plague your brain with attempts at recollection — though you’d find more success in trekking through a dark cave, without as much as flashlight to guide you.

sunghoon behaved as though he were the one drunk, he were the one drugged — though as he sees it, your pussy should be classified as such. the grip against your knees constricts marginally as he borrows the leverage to lift your hips from the bed, just enough to truly drill his heft in direction of that empty womb. a void he’d certainly fill, without hesitation.

jake’s hands cradled your face on either side, pumping his cock against your throat in chase of that graze against your tonsils, that massage of your tongue as it moves involuntarily against his intrusion. one of his hands travels to your breast, squishing the flesh through the dress they didn’t bother to remove. “how’s that pussy treating you, hoon?” he would chuckle at the eager, manic way his friend plows into you, if he wasn’t battling a pleasure of his own. the way your saliva rushes to blanket him, the way the opening of your throat contracts and constricts with each thump of his tip against it despite your stupor — it all has his knees relenting, his brain convincing him that you want to pleasure him subconsciously, even with the knowledge that it’s just your body’s autonomous response.

“fuck, man… this pussy’s good. so damn tight,” the word tight was one way to describe it, the only way he could describe it with the nature of the bliss he was under, the bliss he stole from you — but the way your walls squeezed him seemed to squeeze all of the rationality, compassion, and humanity out of him, too. look at him, blaming your pussy for his own immorality.

the nature of sunghoon’s thrusts, the force behind them send you closer to jake, your mouth coasting further along jake’s cock with each incessant thump. as he fucks into you, nails puncturing the skin surrounding your knee, your mouth echoes the motion and welcomes that solid heft to depths of your throat he hadn’t yet uncovered. as though your body — or your mouth — truly had a say in the matter, regardless.

“ah, fuck… you’re pushing her towards me,” his words are nearly consumed by that pleasured strain, head misplacing balance and tilting backward with an expression sculpted by the words ‘fuck, this feels good’ themselves.

sunghoon recognizes that jake is talking, though he doesn’t distinguish one word from another. not for the strained delivery of them, but for the threat of eruption brewing within him. it’s as though his balls were pumping waves of ecstasy to course the blood in every vein of his dick with every drag of his hips along your walls. a motion that would mimic that ecstasy within you, had you been coherent — since he bumped the ridges of your g-spot, everytime.

“fuck… fuck, ‘m gonna,” though as the flow of ecstasy begins to bridge the gap between pleasure, and orgasm, sunghoon’s hips withdraw — when surrounded by such pressure, the only option is to burst, and he wished to splatter its remnants across that forsaken dress which had been the catalyst of this moment, in the first place. accountability should be worn, after all.

his hand shrouds his heft, the motion of one, two strokes enough to earn a reaction as he’s so high-strung that even the gentlest of tugs would force him to snap. and as each string frays, his cum rushes to the exit, each gush of it landing atop the black fabric of your dress — that contrast of his cum against the dark fabric almost mirroring the beauty of the stars emerging against the sky, in a mocking way.

his groan erupts in tandem, scraping against his throat with an impatience nourished by imprisonment. his expression conforms, features displaying every trace of that bliss as his eyebrows cinch taut enough to nearly shut his eyes below.

jake follows in tandem, the skin of his lower torso meeting your lips with every forward pump, almost as though you were kissing him. a demented kiss of sorts, yet another addition to the list of things he cornered you into.

he tugs his hips backward, cock retreating from your mouth — the evidence of his visit glistening over the entirety of his length — and he leans forward, for enough grace to grab the bottle of tequila they’d left in the room as a permanent amenity of sorts. he tilts the bottle just enough to flood your mouth with its contents, the better portion of it sliding along your face with the nature of your head’s position.

his breath leaves him in a subtle laugh, a chain of rapid strokes convincing his cum to surge out of that narrow opening atop his dick, streams of it landing within the pool of tequila your mouth already sheltered.

“theeere’s your chaser, baby,” that familiar tension, lilt of pleasure seeps into his tone, a facet of amusement joining in tandem.

sunghoon’s voice weaves through the openings his pants allow, chest swelling with the air they bring. “you should kiss her.”

jake feigns a splash of tequila in sunghoon’s direction. “nah, man. you kiss her. i’m not spider-man.”

sunghoon only decorates the air in another laugh, retrieving his phone from the beside table to snap a photo of you — more accurately, the pastry they transformed you into, cum decorating your clothing and leaking from the confines of your mouth, as though you were cream filled.

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this is too good. hhhh

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genuinely baffles me when I think about the fact that there are people out there who see yang jungwon as only cute….are you not seeing this man??!

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i'm a good girl. totally not having feral thoughts

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