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[n1sh1mur4z]

dom!won x fem!reader

yes this is my first fanfic so it’s gonna be bad 😭😭 SPARE ME

warnings: smut, MDNI, unprotected sex (nono), big dick won, spit as lube, hair pulling, pet names, (baby, good girl), tit sucking, pussy eating

Date Night

you and jungwon were having a date out at a fancy restaurant, you had an awfully good looking tight dress on that drove jungwon crazy, all he could stare at was that small waist of yours.

you noticed his stare “is something distracting you, won?”

he looked back up at you, his eyes dark with lust “it’s nothing. you look extra good today.”

you nodded, not paying attention to it. the waiter came and took your guys’ order. you kept noticing his stare, wondering if you didn’t look good enough. the waiter quickly came back with your guys’ food, placing it on the table.

jungwon almost seemed as if he was in a hurry, eating his food quickly. you noticed and raised an eyebrow, sensing something off about him today “won, what’s wrong with you today?”

he said nothing, staring at you and biting his lip.

you finally noticed the desire in his eyes. your stomach did a flip. he suddenly stood up and grabbed your wrist, dragging you out to the car, leaving the food. you stumbled behind him, your face red. “jungwon!”

he practically shoved you into the backseat, following after you. he was now towering over you, his breath shaky and his eyes filled with desire. “you drive me crazy, you know that?”

your eyes widened slightly. “i do?..” you held your breath in anticipation, waiting for what he would do next.

jungwon grabs your waist tightly, rubbing against you. “ive been wanting to do this for so long..” he leaned down to your face for a deep kiss, your guys’ tongues tangling together. you looked up at him, your eyes almost begging for him to take you now.

his eyes flash with lust again. “i’ll take you right here, in this car, baby.” he took your dress off slowly, almost teasingly. you whined loudly “take it off faster, won!” he fully took off your dress, leaving you in only your bra and underwear.

he took off every last piece of clothing you had. he stared at your tits, squeezing them together. he suddenly leaned down and started sucking on them roughly, showing no mercy. you moaned at the sensations, your fingers threading through his hair. “oh god..”

he switched to your other tit, giving it the same attention. he popped off with a satisfied look. you tugged at his waistband, wanting to see all of him. “patience, baby.” he said. he slowly took of his clothes, teasing you again.

“hurry up!” he suddenly smacked your thigh harshly. “good things come to good girls that wait, y/n.” you gasped, not expecting that from someone like him. you secretly liked it. in a blink of an eye, all of his clothes were off. the only thing your eyes were on was his big dick. “like what you see, baby?”

“mhm..” your legs automatically spread wider. jungwon stroked himself lazily, staring at your hole. “are you ready, baby girl?” you nodded. he spit on your hole, using it as lube and thrusted inside you roughly. you gasped and moaned loudly. he covered your mouth “shh.. quiet.”

he thrusted into you at an animalistic pace as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. your moans came out muffled and he loved it. he finally got what he’s always wanted to do, fucking you.

your body jolted as he hit your sweet spot, he finally let go of your mouth.

“fuck! right there, won!”

he focused on that spot only, but suddenly pulling out and flipping you onto your stomach, thrusting back in harder. the new position drove you crazy and you were nothing but a mess of sobs, moans, and whimpers. the car was shaking violently.

he suddenly grabbed a fistful of your hair, having something to hold on to as he continued his brutal pace. you screamed his name repeatedly. “jungwon! jungwon! jungwon!” he fucking loved it.

his hips stuttered, losing his pace. he was so close. so close. “i’m gonna cum in you, baby girl.” and with those words, he exploded inside you. you followed after, cumming on his dick.

you both panted, but jungwon wasn’t done with you yet. he pulled out slowly, watching his cum flow out of you. he was very satisfied. he flipped you onto your back.

he backed up slowly, leaning down, his face the same level as your dripping pussy. “i’m gonna eat you out, i need a proper meal.”

you spread your legs again, invitingly. he licked a stripe up your folds, tasting his own cum and you. his eyes sparkled at the taste, and he dived in, thrusting his tongue in and out. you moaned loudly, grabbing his hair.

he rubbed your clit, switching between sucking and thrusting his tongue in and out. the overstimulation lead to your second orgasm. you came heavily on his tongue, and he lapped everything up. he slowly pulled away, his face glistening with your juices. he wiped it off and leaned back down to your face for a kiss, softer this time.

the food in the restaurant lays untouched, but you guys didn’t care. jungwon caressed your hair soothingly. “i love you so much.” he said.

The End 𓆩♡𓆪

[spideyriki]

as much as i absolutely love boypussy sunoo or jungwon but imagine one of the more conventionally (jungwon n sunoo are also manly !) manly/ masculine members with a boypussy, specifically jay :(

like meeting jay and he's all buffed out with defined pecs and all but during sex you've got him crying out all pretty, why? because you've been pressing a vibrator against his sensitive clit all night !!!

or imagine buying jay some pretty panties and a small miniskirt, only to bend him over the kitchen counter, pulling up his skirt and pushing the fabric aside and fingering him while he's cooking in the kitchen until he's creaming around your fingers.

or or like making jay sit on your face and he's all flushed from the request because he's noticeably larger and more muscular than you yet he feels so small when you ask him to sit his tight little pussy on your face and you eat him out till he's squirting.

OH and is it just me but does anyone else feel like jay would love getting degraded but like gently?

"baby's pussy couldn't help but make a mess all over me, hmm?"

"you have such a tight little cunt, huh? you need me to stretch it open for you, jay?"

i can totally imagine him getting wet at just the mere way you talk about his pussy.

[enkatarzyna]

⸻✉️𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐦 𝐣𝐚𝐤𝐞

⤷ fwb!sim jake x reader

[delusionalkfan]

The Mistake-Heejay

Jay had been acting like an absolute brat for days.

At first, Heeseung ignored it. Then he tolerated it.

Then he started counting to ten in his head every time Jay opened his mouth. Unfortunately for Jay, Heeseung's patience wasn't unlimited.

The next morning, Jay woke up with one mission: to test his hyung's patience even more.

Tension hung in the air, thick and unspoken. Jay lounged against the kitchen counter, gaze locked on Heeseung, who sprawled across the couch with feigned indifference. Inside, Jay’s thoughts darted restlessly, schemes forming behind his calm exterior. He scrolled through his phone, pretending to be absorbed, but it was only a flimsy shield. When he finally crossed the room, the atmosphere grew heavier, anticipation sparking between them. Jay settled beside Heeseung, so close their knees nearly brushed, a sly, dangerous smirk playing on his lips.

Jay, still scrolling on his phone, said, “Heeseung, get me some water.” “What did you say?” Heeseung said.

A subtle shift rippled through the room. Silence stretched, thick and loaded, while Jay’s smirk lingered, daring Heeseung to break it.

“I said, get me some water, heeseung,” Jay said in an informal way.

“Jay, stop. "You know that you're doing this on purpose,” Heeseunng said in a low, dangerous tone that sent a shiver down Jay’s body. But he still didn’t give up.

“I don’t know what you're talking about, " Jay said without any hesitation.

 Suddenly, Heeseung got up and pinned Jay on the couch. Jay tried to break free, but Heeseung was too strong.

“h-heesseung, what are y-you d-doing?” Jay stuttered over his words, pushing on Heeseung's chest to free himself. but failing

“You got yourself here, Jay, you think that talking to me like that and you can just slip away, I don’t think so,” Heeseung's voice was teasing dangerously.

“H-hyung, leave me,” Jay tried to sound confident, but stuttered over his words.

Heeseung didn’t listen, he kept squeezing him against him, and rubbing Jay’s clothed mountain that got built up cause of the tension between them. Jay gasped at the sudden feeling and moaned, yes, straight up moaned. Heeseung smirked at the younger person's reaction and kept going. Then heeseung stopped and got up, fixing his clothes, and making Jay whine at the sudden loss of touch.

As Jay thought he was free, Heesung scooped him up in a bridle style, making Jay red as a  tomato and burying his face in Heesung's chest, and making the older chuckle darkly. Heeseung kept walking to his room. When they arrived, he closed the door with his foot and threw Jay onto the bed (not actually). Jay froze and crawled back as he hit his head on the headboard of the bed. Heeseung turned around, facing Jay now.

“You have been bratty for a long time, don’t you think someone has to fix that?” Heeseung said, hovering over Jay’s small body, making Jay’s breath hitch Then Heeseung crashed their lips together in a punishing way, making Jay whine from the impact. Heeseung kept deepening the kiss, biting Jay’s lower lip, drawing a gasp from him, and making Jay melt under his touch. Suddenly, Heeseung pulled away, leaving Jay breathless and dazed.

Jay’s eyes fluttered open, his lips tingling. Heeseung’s dark gaze didn’t stray as he brushed a thumb over Jay’s cheek. “Still want to play games?” he whispered, voice low and dangerous.

Jay tried to look away, but Heeseung caught his chin, forcing him to meet his eyes. “You think you can rile me up and get away with it?” he continued, a wicked glint shining in his eyes.

Jay swallowed. The tension was thick—almost suffocating. "Maybe I like it when you get mad," he muttered under his breath, but Heeseung heard and let out a quiet, dark laugh.

Heeseung leaned in, his breath warm against Jay’s ear. "Careful what you wish for, Jay."

He pressed Jay down into the mattress, lips ghosting over his skin, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. The room felt charged, every movement deliberate and slow, as if Heeseung wanted to drive Jay to the edge without giving him relief.

Jay’s hands found their way into Heeseung’s hair, tugging just enough to earn a low growl. Heeseung smirked, teeth grazing Jay’s jaw. "I’m gonna get rid of that attitude, and you’ll be the one begging for more"

Jay only muttered, breathless. “Heeseung, you’re a monster.”

Heeseung’s mouth hovered barely an inch from his. “You’re right, but you need to be punished for your actions," he added with a dark look, before claiming Jay’s lips once more, rough and possessive, like he was staking a claim that only they understood.

Jay felt scared, but something inside him wanted it, wanted Heeseung to claim him, and he let him.”n-no I didn’t mean~” Jay got cut off mid-sentence, feeling Heeseung's lips on his kissing him again, same as the last, one deep, rough, and possessive.

Heeseung’s eyes glinted with mischief as he reached over to the bedside drawer, never breaking eye contact with Jay. From inside, he pulled out a pair of metal handcuffs and a sleek black blindfold. Jay’s breath stuttered, cheeks reddening as anticipation and nerves warred inside him.

“Ready?” Heeseung asked, voice low and intimate.

Jay nodded, unable to form words, his body trembling with need.

Heeseung gently slipped the blindfold over Jay’s eyes, plunging him into darkness. Every sound suddenly felt louder, every brush of Heeseung’s fingers more electric. Next, Heeseung guided Jay’s wrists together and fastened the cuffs with a soft click, the cool metal tight and unyielding.

“Perfect,” Heeseung murmured, his tone dripping with satisfaction. “You’re beautiful like this—helpless, waiting for me.”

Jay’s world was nothing but sensation—the cool metal of the cuffs biting gently at his wrists, the blindfold plunging him into darkness, the heat of Heeseung’s body hovering over him. Every touch was magnified, every sound a thunderclap in the quiet storm of his mind.

Heeseung’s lips trailed down Jay’s neck, slow and deliberate, his tongue swirling over sensitive skin before teeth nipped at Jay’s collarbone. Jay arched helplessly, his breath coming in trembling gasps as pleasure sparked through him.

Heeseung’s mouth moved lower, pressing kisses over Jay’s stomach, tongue flicking out to taste him. Jay gasped, his world narrowing to the heat of Heeseung’s mouth and the ache building inside him.

Heeseung’s fingers found the waistband of Jay’s clothes, tugging them down with agonizing slowness. The cool air hit Jay’s skin, and then Heeseung’s hand followed by his own digit—firm, possessive, and unyielding, Heeseung fingered Jay’s tight, wet hole. Jay moaned, his body trembling, his need overwhelming.

“Beg for it,” Heeseung commanded, his lips brushing Jay’s ear.

“Please, Heeseung… I need you. Please—” Jay’s words dissolved into a cry as Heeseung finally gave in. Heeseung took his pants off with his boxers; his eyes were still locked onto Jay’s. He held Jay's thighs apart, aligning himself before going in with one brutal thrust. Jay screamed, the feeling of pain and pleasure mixed, breaking his tight hole.

Jay’s wrists strained against the cuffs, the metal biting into his skin with every movement. He was utterly helpless, blindfolded and pinned beneath Heeseung, whose grip on his hips was bruising. Each thrust was relentless, driving deep, forcing Jay to feel every inch, every punishing snap of Heeseung’s body against his own.

Heeseung didn’t slow down, didn’t soften—the anger from earlier lingered in the way he moved, rough and unyielding. Jay’s cries spilled from his lips, the sounds half-pain, half-desperate pleasure. He was being pushed to his limit, barely able to keep up with the onslaught.

Heeseung leaned in, voice a low growl in Jay’s ear. “Did you really think you could get away with being a brat?” His hand tightened, forcing Jay to arch back, helpless and exposed

Jay whimpered, the sting of regret mingling with the electric pleasure coursing through him. “I’m sorry—” he choked out, but the words dissolved into a cry as another wave of sensation tore through him.

“Too late for sorry. You’re mine, Jay. Remember that.”

“You wanted to act out?” Heeseung’s voice was a dark growl in Jay’s ear, one hand slapping his thigh to keep him from squirming away. “Now you’ll take what I give you. No begging, no mercy.”

Jay whimpered, the sensation overwhelming, his body burning from the rough treatment. He tried to apologize, to plead for gentleness, but Heeseung silenced him with a hand tangled in his hair, yanking his head back. “You don’t get to call the shots, not tonight.”

Every thrust sent Jay further over the edge, pain and pleasure blurring together until he couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. Heeseung’s teeth grazed Jay’s shoulder, marking him, claiming him over and over.

Jay’s regret was real—he knew he’d pushed too far, made a mistake in riling Heeseung like this. But as the punishment continued, as his body shook with sensation, Jay realized he loved the way Heeseung’s anger made him feel: owned, cherished, and utterly at his mercy.

Tears slipped from beneath the blindfold, but his cries were met only with another deep, merciless thrust. “You’ll remember this, Jay. You’ll remember who you belong to.”

Jay was shaking, the sensation of being filled and claimed again and again making him dizzy with need. Even as the pain began to sharpen, he found himself sobbing out, “More, please, Heeseung—don’t stop, I need you, please—”

Heeseung’s hand tightened on Jay’s hip, his pace somehow growing even rougher. “You want more? Take it. You’re the one who begged for this.”

Jay’s cries grew louder, pleasure and pain tangled together until he couldn’t tell which he craved more. But soon the ache intensified, building into something almost too much to bear. He pulled at the cuffs, blindfolded and helpless, body trembling as the sensations threatened to overwhelm him.

“Heeseung—w-wait, it’s too much—” Jay whimpered, trying to twist away, to catch his breath.

But Heeseung only pinned him harder, voice low and merciless. “No. You asked for this, you take it. You don’t get to back out now.”

Tears slipped from beneath Jay’s blindfold, his body arching with each relentless thrust. The pain was sharp, real, but beneath it was a twisted sort of satisfaction—being wanted, being claimed, being powerless against Heeseung’s will. Even as regret clawed at him, a guilty heat pooled in his belly, wanting to please, wanting to surrender.

Jay’s pleas dissolved into soft, broken sobs, but Heeseung continued, marking him, breaking him down until there was nothing left but raw sensation and the certainty that, no matter how much it hurt, he was completely, utterly owned.

Jay’s pleas turned to whimpers and then to helpless moans as the sensations built impossibly high. “Heeseung—ah, I can’t—please—” His words were lost, swallowed by the tide of sensation overtaking him.

Heeseung leaned over, biting at Jay’s shoulder, his voice a low, guttural promise in Jay’s ear. “You can. Cum for me, Jay. Now.”

That command—possessive, inescapable—was all Jay needed. His release crashed over him, white-hot, his body arching into the restraints, a sobbing cry tearing from his throat. The waves of pleasure blurred into pain and back again, leaving him utterly spent and shaking.

Heeseung followed soon after, his own climax rough and claiming, marking Jay as his in every way.

Jay slumped into the mattress, the cuffs digging into his wrists, chest heaving as he tried to come back down from the high, everything feeling raw and sensitive.

Heeseung gently wiped the tears from Jay’s cheeks and kissed his forehead, his arms wrapped protectively around Jay’s trembling body. For a while, there was only the quiet sound of their breathing and the softness of Heeseung’s hands stroking Jay’s back, grounding him.

Once Jay’s heartbeat had slowed and the tension in his muscles faded, Heeseung spoke, his voice still gentle but laced with seriousness. “You did so well for me tonight,” he murmured, brushing Jay’s hair from his eyes. “But listen to me, Jay—don’t ever push me like that again. If you do, I won’t hold back next time. I’ll go even rougher, and I really won’t show any mercy.” Jay’s cheeks flushed, the warning sending a shiver through him even as he nuzzled closer, comforted by Heeseung’s embrace. Heeseung pressed another kiss to Jay’s temple, his possessive words lingering in the air.

“You’re mine,” Heeseung whispered, tightening his arms. “And I take care of what’s mine. But you need to remember the rules, okay?”

Jay nodded, feeling safe and cared for—even with the threat of punishment hanging in the air, he knew Heeseung would always take care of him afterward.

umm, so. The smut was really bad ik, I’m not good at it~

Thank you for reading ;)

[sossi-still-dreamin]

my fav enhypen fics :)

lots been going on for engenes this month, but these fics have really encouraged and comforted me! no matter how you feel, i hope these make u feel better :)

heejake ~

wrong number by cobalt_jellyfish (97k) - heejake university au that starts with jake getting the wrong number and texting heeseung instead of jay. dominoes fall after that tho, and they become fRiEnds! but jake has some ptsd from past relationships and stuff, so it's like super shakey, but they figure it out in the end. side jayhoon and awesome lil' soccer kid niki. super sweet and healing (we all need a bit of this)

one mistake from being together by malamyszk (118k) - heejake omegaverse au where they are separate artists after heeseung was eliminated from iland (shocker) and jake left the group. but one random day heeseung knocks jake up and all goes to hell, and they're left to figure that out. but this author is SUPREME and this is literally my guilty pleasure. also kinda realistic given like... yk like... nvm (unfinished but ongoing!)

when i found you by ikeusnacks (116k) - uni au where jake transfers to the school of his IDOL, like he is fanboy to the max. and then he starts getting this idol (aka evan lee) and they kinda sorta start dating. but then people find out, and then they find out he was like a stalker fan, and tHEN heeseung knocks jake up, and hee's mom gets involved and it all ends horribly. awful and sad. but!

when you found me by ikeusnacks (41k) - sequel to that^^ that is absolutely amazing. jake and his kid (jungwon) have barely been scraping by when heeseung accidentally falls into their lives again. certain circumstances forces them into proximity and everything else follows that ends them with a real little family. so beautiful

real cinema (waits for you) by mudpuppyy (48k) - omegaverse actors/celebrities au where heeseung is a rising star in that honeymoon phase and jake grew up in the entertainment industry and all the other awful things there. they’re the main ship in a play. jay is the awesome directer who is very frustrated bc his actors have NO CHEMISTRY and like so they gET chemistry. featuring moody unpredictable jake (my favorite jake) and confused heeseung and lots of hurt comfort. intern niki (awesome btw), makeup artist sunoo, and away-from-home best friend sunghoon. (unfinished)

jaywon ~

convincingly yours by s_sieun01 (22k) - fake dating fic where heejake are getting married and they are both freshly dumped, so they obviously need dates so ppl won’t keep nagging them. they’re like frenemies, but then things get a little too real. jay has commitment issues, but jungwon makes him get over them. sunoo is such an awesome wingman.

echoes by brixlight (67k) - super awesome arranged marriage omegaverse fic where (because of reAsONS) jay needs to get married, and fast. so he picks a name off a list and manages to catch a catch like jungwon. but things don't all go smoothly, lots of business plots and stuff. i swear i got into like marketing stats because of this, writing is superb.

sunsun ~

flights, fights, and long nights by ramentoast (31k) - canon complaint fic that's a little enemies to lovers. basically sunghoon keeps teasing sunoo a little too far, and so tries to fix their relationship. does a little more that just fix, too!

i love you-ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard? by hyacinthmoon, milfgyu (46k) - highschool academic rivals au, childhood best friends drift apart (almost ihhbwm style, iykyk) but now become president and vice pres for school together. get stuck on a retreat rooming together, and the rest is history.

OT7 fics ~ (basically group fics with varying povs)

chaconne forever by lucidbl (199k) - mainly jaywon i think, but basically poor kid jay (ironic, ik) transfers to decelis on a scholarship with crazy talent and catches the attention of class president!jungwon. tons of drama, the friend group gets together, the whole shabang. ongoing, and very awesome.

seven under one roof by prince_biss - heeseung gets a house and starts renting out rooms (starting with younger bro niki and bff jay). everyone comes with their own problems and issues and backstories, but the found family tag plays some serious magic. super fun, lots of crack. (NOTE: i just realized this fic was deleted by it's creator. i'm still gonna leave this here just to appreciate it because i really did enjoy it, and i encourage you guys not to delete your fics, bc it might be giving someone out there a ton of comfort :))

i have no idea what stage of grief this is, but i hope you all enjoy these, and even though things are really tough rn, don't be discouraged! love you all!

enjoy ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

[delusionalkfan]

fem life- jaywon

Jay: bottom Jungwon: top (Please don't hate me for this) Jay: new to college, Heeseung's younger brother, has a crush on Jungwon....and loves to wear skirts and short dresses (he does, and what are you gonna do about it) Jungwon: college bad boy, is gay as hell, whipped for Jay..and fuckin pervert. genre: smut --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Jay groans as sunlight filters through the blinds, cutting sharp lines across his eyelids. He pulls his comforter over his head, only to have it yanked off again.

"Get up, Jay," Heeseung says, standing over him with a cup of coffee and a smirk. "First day of college. You don't want to be late."

Jay whines, "Hyung, it's too early. Five more minutes..."Heeseung sighs but sets the coffee down on Jay's nightstand. "You'll thank me later. Now get up, or I'll tell Mom you're skipping."

That's enough motivation. Jay sits up, rubbing his eyes and pouting. "You're the worst."

Heeseung laughs, ruffling Jay's hair. "Love you too, brat."Jay shuffles to the closet, gaze flicking over his collection of skirts and dresses. He picks out a soft pink dress, short but comfortable, and pairs it with white knee socks. As he smooths lip gloss over his lips, he catches his reflection. He smiles, confidence flickering in his chest. This is who he is. No one's going to tell him otherwise. Campus is a blur of noise and color. Heeseung leads Jay through the crowd, introducing him to his friends—Jake, Sunoo, and Niki. They're warm and welcoming, immediately dragging Jay into their banter.

"So, you're Heeseung's little brother?" Jake grins, nudging him. "You're cuter than he said."

Jay blushes, hiding behind his latte. "Don't tease me...""You'll fit right in," Sunoo declares, slinging an arm around Jay's shoulders. "Anyone gives you trouble, you come to us."

Jay relaxes, grateful for the support. As they head down the hallway, he feels a prickling at the back of his neck, like someone's watching him. He turns—and locks eyes with Jungwon.

Jungwon is leaning against the wall, black hair tousled, wearing a leather jacket over his uniform. He's got that look—half bored, half predatory. When Jay meets his gaze, Jungwon's lips curl up in a smile.Jay hesitates, heart pounding, then crosses the hallway. "Um, hi."

Jungwon tilts his head, eyes lingering on Jay's dress. "Hi, kitten."

Jay's brain short-circuits. Kitten? He tries to play it cool, but his cheeks burn. Damn, he's hot. Please, let me crawl into your lap, hottie.

"Can we be friends?" Jay blurts, fidgeting with the hem of his dress.

Jungwon's smile deepens. "Of course, princess."Heeseung calls from down the hall, "Jay! I'll drop you to your first class."Jay waves goodbye, ignoring the way Jungwon's gaze lingers. Heeseung eyes him, brow raised. "Everything okay?"

Jay nods, lips twitching. "Yeah. I made a friend."

Heeseung nods approvingly. "If anyone bullies you, tell me. I'll handle it." Jay smiles, comforted by his brother's protectiveness. Jay sits by the window in his first class. Mr. Park comes in, greeting the students, and the lesson begins. The day passes in a blur of introductions and syllabi.

When class ends, Heeseung and his friends pick Jay up. "Thanks for walking me," Jay says, waving them off as Heeseung heads to the supermarket.

Alone, Jay heads down the sidewalk, lost in thought—until he hears, "Hey, Jay."He turns. Jungwon is walking beside him, hands in his pockets.

"Where are you going?" Jay asks, a little breathless.

"Home," Jungwon answers. "Want to come over?"Jay beams. "Sure!"

Jungwon's apartment is small but cozy. As soon as they enter, a golden retriever puppy launches itself at Jay, knocking him down and licking his cheek.

Jay giggles, scratching behind its ears. "Aww, your puppy's so cute!"Jungwon flushes, pulling the dog off. "That's Meumi. Sorry, she gets excited."

Jay sits up, brushing dog hair from his dress. "Where are your parents?"

Jungwon's smile fades. "They kicked me out when they found out I was gay. I live with my uncle now."

Jay's expression softens. "I'm sorry."

Jungwon shrugs, but his eyes are vulnerable. "It's alright. I have Meumi."

Jay's phone buzzes—Heeseung, telling him to come home. Jay stands, brushing his skirt smooth. "Thanks for having me over, Jungwon. See you tomorrow?"

"Definitely," Jungwon says, watching him go.

The next morning, Jay spots Jungwon on campus and runs over. "Hi, Jungwon! How are you?"Jungwon grins, ruffling Jay's hair. "Hey, kitten. I'm good. Want to go to class together?"

Jay's eyes widen. "You're in my class?"

Jungwon laughs. "Yeah, I just sit at the back." Jay's friends join them. Jake nudges Jay. "How's your friend over there?"

Jay glances at Jungwon, who has his headphones on, oblivious. "He's fine. We're going to class together. Right, Heeseung hyung?"

Heeseung nods, ruffling Jay's hair. "Be careful, okay?"He kisses Jay's cheek, earning a chorus of "Awwww!" from their friends. As Jay and Jungwon walk away, Jake hisses, "Jungwon likes him for sure!"

Niki grins. "We have to get them together." Heeseung just sighs, shaking his head.

As they walk,someone bumps into Jay, sneering, "Freaking femboy. Want to come to the bathroom and—?" Jungwon moves before Jay can react, slamming the guy against the lockers. "Touch him again, and I'll end you." The guy's nose starts bleeding. "I—I'm sorry!"Jay is trembling, tears pricking his eyes. Jungwon turns to him, gentle now. "You okay, kitten?"Jay nods, voice shaking.  "Thank you."Jungwon hands him a water bottle. "Breathe. I've got you."Jay looks up, teary-eyed.  "Can I... can I sit on your lap?"Jungwon blinks, then smiles. "Of course, princess." In class, Jungwon sits at the back, patting his lap. Jay settles on him, adjusting, oblivious to the effect it's having. Jungwon's hand tightens on his waist.

"Stop moving, kitten." Jay pouts, wiggling more. "I'm not comfy."Jungwon grits his teeth.   "If you don't stop, I'll have to punish you." Jay grins, mischievous, and keeps moving. Jungwon's grip on his waist tightens. "Be a good boy." Jay giggles, enjoying the attention. But when Professor Sunghoon walks in, he gives them a suspicious look. "Jay, to your desk, please."Jay slips off, face burning. Jungwon leans in, whispering, "We'll finish this later." At lunch, Heeseung calls them over. Jake is practically vibrating.   "So, did something happen between you two?"Jay blushes.  "Nothing happened—we were just sitting—" "He was on Jungwon's lap!" Sunoo cackles. Jay covers his face. "Stop! It's not funny." Heeseung glares at Jungwon, who just smirks. Jake squeals, "I ship it!" The rest of the day passes in a blur of teasing and stolen glances.After class, Jungwon asks Heeseung, "Can Jay come over to work on our project?"Heeseung sighs, dramatic as always. "Sure, just take care."Jay hugs him. "Thanks, hyung!" Jay's heartbeat quickens as he stands in Jungwon's dim apartment, the city's night lights flickering through the curtains. Heeseung's voice is still in his ears—be careful, text me if you need anything—but all Jay can think about is the way Jungwon is looking at him.He's wearing a black skirt, short and soft, legs bare, the cool air teasing skin left purposely exposed. No panties. The secret makes heat pool in Jay's cheeks and somewhere lower. He

knows Jungwon will notice. That's the whole point.

Jungwon says nothing at first, just closes the door behind them and tosses his keys onto the counter. He looks at Jay—really looks, eyes trailing from Jay's pink-glossed lips to the hem of his skirt and down, lingering. The silence is heavy, loaded.

"Did you do this for me?" Jungwon finally asks, voice a low, cold drawl that makes Jay shiver. "Or do you just like getting attention?"

Jay's lips quirk, his voice a little shaky, a little defiant. "Maybe both."

Jungwon moves closer, predatory, crowding Jay back until he bumps against the arm of the couch. "You think you're clever. Walking around like that. I should make you regret it."Jay's breath catches, his bravado flickering. He wants to push, to tease, but Jungwon's eyes are so cold, so in control, that Jay suddenly feels small, vulnerable, and desperately excited.

Jungwon sits on the couch, spreading his knees, and crooks a finger. "Come here."

Jay climbs onto his lap, straddling Jungwon's thighs, skirt riding up indecently high. He feels exposed, every inch of him trembling with anticipation.

Jungwon's hands settle on his hips, fingers cold and unyielding. "No panties, huh?" he murmurs, voice full of dangerous amusement. "You really are a brat."

Jay's cheeks burn, but he holds Jungwon's gaze. "What are you going to do about it?"Jungwon's lips curl into a slow, dangerous smile. "You're going to ride me, princess. But you're not going to come. Not until I say. Not even close."

Jay's stomach flips, nerves and want tangling inside him. "Jungwon—"

Jungwon cuts him off with a squeeze to his hips. "You'll beg before I'm done with you. And you won't get what you want until you're truly sorry for acting out."

He sets Jay's pace, hands guiding, holding Jay in place. Jay rocks his hips, grinding down, but Jungwon won't let him set his own rhythm—he's forced to go slow, then fast, then slow again, always just on the edge but never enough. The friction, the roughness, the way Jungwon's eyes bore into him—Jay is dizzy with it, desperate, every muscle tensed.

He tries to go faster, but Jungwon's hands clamp down, stopping him. "Did I say you could?" Jungwon's tone sends a chill down Jay's spine.Jay whines, voice breaking. "Please, Jungwon, please, I need—"

"Not yet," Jungwon says, utterly unmoved. "You're going to work for it, kitten. You want to come? Beg. Make me believe you."

Jay's breath comes in ragged gasps, thighs burning, nerves on fire. He rocks against Jungwon, desperate for more, but is denied at every turn. Jungwon is relentless—cold, in control, never letting Jay get close to release. Every time Jay's breath hitches, every time his hips stutter, Jungwon pulls him back, slows him down, makes him start over.

Jay's voice is thick with tears and want. "Please, Jungwon, please, I'll be good, I promise, please let me—"

Jungwon only shakes his head, grip tightening. "Still too bratty. You haven't learned yet."

Jay's vision blurs, his fingers clutching at Jungwon's shirt, his whole body straining, wanting, aching. The denial becomes its own kind of pleasure—sharp, overwhelming, leaving Jay trembling and undone.

Jungwon's breath is harsh against Jay's ear. "You look so pretty like this. Desperate. Needy. Is this what you wanted, kitten?"

Jay nods frantically, unable to speak, his whole world narrowed to Jungwon's hands, his voice, the rough way he keeps Jay right on the edge and never lets him fall.Minutes blur into forever. Jay's body is slick with sweat, his thighs quivering, every nerve ending screaming for release. He begs over and over, voice breaking, "Please, please, Jungwon, I can't—please let me—"

Jungwon finally, finally leans forward, his cold mask cracking just enough to let pride and satisfaction through. He cups Jay's face, forcing him to meet his gaze. "You've been punished enough, princess. You can come now."

Relief floods Jay's body. He crashes forward, sobbing Jungwon's name, the pleasure overwhelming, all the denial breaking apart in a rush.After, Jay collapses against Jungwon's chest, breathless and spent, the world spinning. Jungwon's hands stroke his back, coolness fading to something almost gentle.

"Next time you act out, remember this," Jungwon murmurs, his lips brushing Jay's hair. "You're mine. I'll always take care of you—even when I punish you."

Jay smiles, boneless and happy, eyes fluttering shut. "Yes, Jungwon."They stay tangled together, the city lights flickering, the night long and full of promise.

Jay wakes to sunlight sneaking through the curtains and the ache of last night thrumming in his thighs. He tries to swing his legs out of bed, but his muscles protest, making him wince and whimper softly. Jungwon, half-awake beside him, gazes over with a lazy, satisfied smirk.

"Need some help, princess?" Jungwon drawls, sitting up and stretching. "You really did a number on yourself last night, huh?"

Jay's cheeks burn as Jungwon gently helps him up and into his clothes, hands lingering with teasing affection. Jay pouts, swatting weakly at Jungwon's hands, but lets himself be fussed over. "You're so annoying," he mumbles, though his heart flutters at the attention.

"Annoying and helpful," Jungwon retorts, smoothing Jay's skirt and kissing his temple. "C'mon, let's not be late."

Walking is a struggle, and Jay leans into Jungwon for support as they make their way across campus. When they reach the usual courtyard table, Sunoo's eyes light up immediately.

"Jay! Why are you walking as if you've just run a marathon?" Sunoo asks, voice full of mischief.Niki grins, "Uh-oh, somebody had a fun night!"

Jake tries to hide his laughter behind his coffee cup, but it's no use—his cheeks are pink, and he's giggling. "Don't tease him! Jay looks like he's suffering."

Jungwon just slides an arm around Jay's waist, all smug pride. "He'll live. Maybe next time he'll think before he acts out."

Jay ducks his head, mortified, but the warmth in their voices makes him feel safe despite the embarrassment.

Suddenly, Heeseung slides in next to Jake, throwing an arm around his boyfriend's shoulders. He leans in, voice low and teasing, "You think it's funny, huh, Jake? Keep laughing, and you'll be next. I'll make sure you can't walk straight for a week."

Jake's eyes go wide, a blush spreading across his cheeks. "Hyung!" he squeaks, voice a high, shocked giggle.

The table erupts in laughter, and a chorus of "Oooooooh!" as Jake buries his face in his hands, flustered and shy.

Sunoo fans himself, cackling. "Scandalous! Our Jake, corrupted by Heeseung hyung!"

Niki grins, "Careful, Jake, you might end up like Jay here."

Jay groans, covering his face. "I'm never going to live this down," he whines, but there's a smile in his voice.

Jungwon squeezes Jay's side, whispering so only he can hear, "You're cute when you're embarrassed."

Heeseung squeezes Jake's waist, grinning with pride. "You've been warned, babe."

Jake just shakes his head, still blushing, but he can't hide the tiny, thrilled smile tugging at his lips.

The teasing at the table shows no signs of stopping. Jake is still blushing, tucked against Heeseung's side, trying to hide behind his coffee cup as the others chuckle and nudge each other.

Heeseung grins down at Jake, mischief in his eyes. "You know, Jake, you keep teasing Jay, but you're not so innocent yourself. Should I remind everyone about that night last month?"

Jake looks up, eyes wide. "Hyung, no—" His voice cracks, mortified.

But Heeseung is relentless. "You know, the night you were begging for it so loud, I'm pretty sure the whole dorm heard you. I told you if you kept it up, I wouldn't let you come all night." He leans in, whispering in Jake's ear loud enough for everyone to hear, "And I kept that promise, didn't I?"

Jake's face goes scarlet, and Sunoo nearly chokes on his juice. Niki bursts out laughing, clutching his stomach. "No way! Jake, you poor thing!"

Jay, wide-eyed, suddenly connects the dots. "Wait—so that's why I couldn't sleep that night? I thought someone was getting murdered outside my window!"

The whole table erupts. Sunoo is howling with laughter, Niki's practically in tears, and Jake is squealing, hiding his face in Heeseung's shoulder. Even Jungwon cracks a smirk, shaking his head in disbelief.

Heeseung just grins, smug and affectionate, tightening his arm around Jake. "Maybe next time you'll remember to keep it down, babe. Or maybe I'll make it even harder for you."

Jake groans, peeking up through his fingers, his embarrassment only matched by the soft smile he gives Heeseung. "You're the worst," he mumbles, but the fondness in his eyes is unmistakable.

Jay giggles, eyes twinkling as he leans into Jungwon, "Remind me never to walk past your room again, hyung."

Sunoo wipes away a tear. "Best breakfast ever. Honestly, I live for this drama."

The group dissolves into laughter and teasing, the morning light golden on their table, warmth

and friendship wrapping around them as surely as the arms of the ones they love.

Special Heejake part :)

After the noisy breakfast fades into the background, Heeseung and Jake wander away from the group, hand in hand. They find a quiet alcove shaded by ivy, the morning sun warm on their skin. Jake leans into Heeseung's side, still pink-cheeked from all the teasing.

Heeseung nudges him gently. "Still embarrassed?"Jake smiles shyly, peeking up through his lashes. "A little. But mostly I just keep thinking about... you know... last night."

Heeseung grins, turning so only Jake can see the sparkle in his eyes. "Oh? You mean when you begged so sweetly? I keep thinking about it too." He dips his head, pressing a teasing kiss to Jake's ear. "You were so cute—couldn't keep quiet for anything."

Jake blushes, but he giggles, squeezing Heeseung's hand. "It's your fault. You know exactly what you do to me."

Heeseung's fingers brush lightly over Jake's wrist, tracing lazy circles. "I love the way you look when you're flustered. It makes me want to tease you even more." His voice is warm and playful, but there's a gentle promise in it, too. "But I'll try to be good... at least until we're alone again."

Jake laughs, leaning in to steal a quick kiss. "You're never really good, hyung."Heeseung pretends to pout, then grins and kisses Jake again—sweet, lingering, with just enough heat to make Jake's heart race.

"Maybe not," Heeseung whispers, "but I'm really good at loving you."

Jake smiles, suddenly bold, and whispers back, "And I'm really good at loving you, too."They fall into a comfortable embrace, laughter and warmth wrapping around them. The world feels a little softer, a little brighter, and even the teasing from earlier doesn't matter when they're together like this.

[sweeheevenom]

JUNGWON X LINKS

@goon4won

Audio 1

Fucking you after getting back from tour

Quickie

Audio 2

He sends you this when he’s on tour

This was in my other one but it’s just so jungwon

He sends you an ab picture

Audio 3

He makes you ride him

Fucking you after seeing you in lingerie he bought

More coming soon~

[delusionalkfan]

fem life- jaywon

Jay: bottom Jungwon: top (Please don't hate me for this) Jay: new to college, Heeseung's younger brother, has a crush on Jungwon....and loves to wear skirts and short dresses (he does, and what are you gonna do about it) Jungwon: college bad boy, is gay as hell, whipped for Jay..and fuckin pervert. genre: smut --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Jay groans as sunlight filters through the blinds, cutting sharp lines across his eyelids. He pulls his comforter over his head, only to have it yanked off again.

"Get up, Jay," Heeseung says, standing over him with a cup of coffee and a smirk. "First day of college. You don't want to be late."

Jay whines, "Hyung, it's too early. Five more minutes..."Heeseung sighs but sets the coffee down on Jay's nightstand. "You'll thank me later. Now get up, or I'll tell Mom you're skipping."

That's enough motivation. Jay sits up, rubbing his eyes and pouting. "You're the worst."

Heeseung laughs, ruffling Jay's hair. "Love you too, brat."Jay shuffles to the closet, gaze flicking over his collection of skirts and dresses. He picks out a soft pink dress, short but comfortable, and pairs it with white knee socks. As he smooths lip gloss over his lips, he catches his reflection. He smiles, confidence flickering in his chest. This is who he is. No one's going to tell him otherwise. Campus is a blur of noise and color. Heeseung leads Jay through the crowd, introducing him to his friends—Jake, Sunoo, and Niki. They're warm and welcoming, immediately dragging Jay into their banter.

"So, you're Heeseung's little brother?" Jake grins, nudging him. "You're cuter than he said."

Jay blushes, hiding behind his latte. "Don't tease me...""You'll fit right in," Sunoo declares, slinging an arm around Jay's shoulders. "Anyone gives you trouble, you come to us."

Jay relaxes, grateful for the support. As they head down the hallway, he feels a prickling at the back of his neck, like someone's watching him. He turns—and locks eyes with Jungwon.

Jungwon is leaning against the wall, black hair tousled, wearing a leather jacket over his uniform. He's got that look—half bored, half predatory. When Jay meets his gaze, Jungwon's lips curl up in a smile.Jay hesitates, heart pounding, then crosses the hallway. "Um, hi."

Jungwon tilts his head, eyes lingering on Jay's dress. "Hi, kitten."

Jay's brain short-circuits. Kitten? He tries to play it cool, but his cheeks burn. Damn, he's hot. Please, let me crawl into your lap, hottie.

"Can we be friends?" Jay blurts, fidgeting with the hem of his dress.

Jungwon's smile deepens. "Of course, princess."Heeseung calls from down the hall, "Jay! I'll drop you to your first class."Jay waves goodbye, ignoring the way Jungwon's gaze lingers. Heeseung eyes him, brow raised. "Everything okay?"

Jay nods, lips twitching. "Yeah. I made a friend."

Heeseung nods approvingly. "If anyone bullies you, tell me. I'll handle it." Jay smiles, comforted by his brother's protectiveness. Jay sits by the window in his first class. Mr. Park comes in, greeting the students, and the lesson begins. The day passes in a blur of introductions and syllabi.

When class ends, Heeseung and his friends pick Jay up. "Thanks for walking me," Jay says, waving them off as Heeseung heads to the supermarket.

Alone, Jay heads down the sidewalk, lost in thought—until he hears, "Hey, Jay."He turns. Jungwon is walking beside him, hands in his pockets.

"Where are you going?" Jay asks, a little breathless.

"Home," Jungwon answers. "Want to come over?"Jay beams. "Sure!"

Jungwon's apartment is small but cozy. As soon as they enter, a golden retriever puppy launches itself at Jay, knocking him down and licking his cheek.

Jay giggles, scratching behind its ears. "Aww, your puppy's so cute!"Jungwon flushes, pulling the dog off. "That's Meumi. Sorry, she gets excited."

Jay sits up, brushing dog hair from his dress. "Where are your parents?"

Jungwon's smile fades. "They kicked me out when they found out I was gay. I live with my uncle now."

Jay's expression softens. "I'm sorry."

Jungwon shrugs, but his eyes are vulnerable. "It's alright. I have Meumi."

Jay's phone buzzes—Heeseung, telling him to come home. Jay stands, brushing his skirt smooth. "Thanks for having me over, Jungwon. See you tomorrow?"

"Definitely," Jungwon says, watching him go.

The next morning, Jay spots Jungwon on campus and runs over. "Hi, Jungwon! How are you?"Jungwon grins, ruffling Jay's hair. "Hey, kitten. I'm good. Want to go to class together?"

Jay's eyes widen. "You're in my class?"

Jungwon laughs. "Yeah, I just sit at the back." Jay's friends join them. Jake nudges Jay. "How's your friend over there?"

Jay glances at Jungwon, who has his headphones on, oblivious. "He's fine. We're going to class together. Right, Heeseung hyung?"

Heeseung nods, ruffling Jay's hair. "Be careful, okay?"He kisses Jay's cheek, earning a chorus of "Awwww!" from their friends. As Jay and Jungwon walk away, Jake hisses, "Jungwon likes him for sure!"

Niki grins. "We have to get them together." Heeseung just sighs, shaking his head.

As they walk,someone bumps into Jay, sneering, "Freaking femboy. Want to come to the bathroom and—?" Jungwon moves before Jay can react, slamming the guy against the lockers. "Touch him again, and I'll end you." The guy's nose starts bleeding. "I—I'm sorry!"Jay is trembling, tears pricking his eyes. Jungwon turns to him, gentle now. "You okay, kitten?"Jay nods, voice shaking.  "Thank you."Jungwon hands him a water bottle. "Breathe. I've got you."Jay looks up, teary-eyed.  "Can I... can I sit on your lap?"Jungwon blinks, then smiles. "Of course, princess." In class, Jungwon sits at the back, patting his lap. Jay settles on him, adjusting, oblivious to the effect it's having. Jungwon's hand tightens on his waist.

"Stop moving, kitten." Jay pouts, wiggling more. "I'm not comfy."Jungwon grits his teeth.   "If you don't stop, I'll have to punish you." Jay grins, mischievous, and keeps moving. Jungwon's grip on his waist tightens. "Be a good boy." Jay giggles, enjoying the attention. But when Professor Sunghoon walks in, he gives them a suspicious look. "Jay, to your desk, please."Jay slips off, face burning. Jungwon leans in, whispering, "We'll finish this later." At lunch, Heeseung calls them over. Jake is practically vibrating.   "So, did something happen between you two?"Jay blushes.  "Nothing happened—we were just sitting—" "He was on Jungwon's lap!" Sunoo cackles. Jay covers his face. "Stop! It's not funny." Heeseung glares at Jungwon, who just smirks. Jake squeals, "I ship it!" The rest of the day passes in a blur of teasing and stolen glances.After class, Jungwon asks Heeseung, "Can Jay come over to work on our project?"Heeseung sighs, dramatic as always. "Sure, just take care."Jay hugs him. "Thanks, hyung!" Jay's heartbeat quickens as he stands in Jungwon's dim apartment, the city's night lights flickering through the curtains. Heeseung's voice is still in his ears—be careful, text me if you need anything—but all Jay can think about is the way Jungwon is looking at him.He's wearing a black skirt, short and soft, legs bare, the cool air teasing skin left purposely exposed. No panties. The secret makes heat pool in Jay's cheeks and somewhere lower. He

knows Jungwon will notice. That's the whole point.

Jungwon says nothing at first, just closes the door behind them and tosses his keys onto the counter. He looks at Jay—really looks, eyes trailing from Jay's pink-glossed lips to the hem of his skirt and down, lingering. The silence is heavy, loaded.

"Did you do this for me?" Jungwon finally asks, voice a low, cold drawl that makes Jay shiver. "Or do you just like getting attention?"

Jay's lips quirk, his voice a little shaky, a little defiant. "Maybe both."

Jungwon moves closer, predatory, crowding Jay back until he bumps against the arm of the couch. "You think you're clever. Walking around like that. I should make you regret it."Jay's breath catches, his bravado flickering. He wants to push, to tease, but Jungwon's eyes are so cold, so in control, that Jay suddenly feels small, vulnerable, and desperately excited.

Jungwon sits on the couch, spreading his knees, and crooks a finger. "Come here."

Jay climbs onto his lap, straddling Jungwon's thighs, skirt riding up indecently high. He feels exposed, every inch of him trembling with anticipation.

Jungwon's hands settle on his hips, fingers cold and unyielding. "No panties, huh?" he murmurs, voice full of dangerous amusement. "You really are a brat."

Jay's cheeks burn, but he holds Jungwon's gaze. "What are you going to do about it?"Jungwon's lips curl into a slow, dangerous smile. "You're going to ride me, princess. But you're not going to come. Not until I say. Not even close."

Jay's stomach flips, nerves and want tangling inside him. "Jungwon—"

Jungwon cuts him off with a squeeze to his hips. "You'll beg before I'm done with you. And you won't get what you want until you're truly sorry for acting out."

He sets Jay's pace, hands guiding, holding Jay in place. Jay rocks his hips, grinding down, but Jungwon won't let him set his own rhythm—he's forced to go slow, then fast, then slow again, always just on the edge but never enough. The friction, the roughness, the way Jungwon's eyes bore into him—Jay is dizzy with it, desperate, every muscle tensed.

He tries to go faster, but Jungwon's hands clamp down, stopping him. "Did I say you could?" Jungwon's tone sends a chill down Jay's spine.Jay whines, voice breaking. "Please, Jungwon, please, I need—"

"Not yet," Jungwon says, utterly unmoved. "You're going to work for it, kitten. You want to come? Beg. Make me believe you."

Jay's breath comes in ragged gasps, thighs burning, nerves on fire. He rocks against Jungwon, desperate for more, but is denied at every turn. Jungwon is relentless—cold, in control, never letting Jay get close to release. Every time Jay's breath hitches, every time his hips stutter, Jungwon pulls him back, slows him down, makes him start over.

Jay's voice is thick with tears and want. "Please, Jungwon, please, I'll be good, I promise, please let me—"

Jungwon only shakes his head, grip tightening. "Still too bratty. You haven't learned yet."

Jay's vision blurs, his fingers clutching at Jungwon's shirt, his whole body straining, wanting, aching. The denial becomes its own kind of pleasure—sharp, overwhelming, leaving Jay trembling and undone.

Jungwon's breath is harsh against Jay's ear. "You look so pretty like this. Desperate. Needy. Is this what you wanted, kitten?"

Jay nods frantically, unable to speak, his whole world narrowed to Jungwon's hands, his voice, the rough way he keeps Jay right on the edge and never lets him fall.Minutes blur into forever. Jay's body is slick with sweat, his thighs quivering, every nerve ending screaming for release. He begs over and over, voice breaking, "Please, please, Jungwon, I can't—please let me—"

Jungwon finally, finally leans forward, his cold mask cracking just enough to let pride and satisfaction through. He cups Jay's face, forcing him to meet his gaze. "You've been punished enough, princess. You can come now."

Relief floods Jay's body. He crashes forward, sobbing Jungwon's name, the pleasure overwhelming, all the denial breaking apart in a rush.After, Jay collapses against Jungwon's chest, breathless and spent, the world spinning. Jungwon's hands stroke his back, coolness fading to something almost gentle.

"Next time you act out, remember this," Jungwon murmurs, his lips brushing Jay's hair. "You're mine. I'll always take care of you—even when I punish you."

Jay smiles, boneless and happy, eyes fluttering shut. "Yes, Jungwon."They stay tangled together, the city lights flickering, the night long and full of promise.

Jay wakes to sunlight sneaking through the curtains and the ache of last night thrumming in his thighs. He tries to swing his legs out of bed, but his muscles protest, making him wince and whimper softly. Jungwon, half-awake beside him, gazes over with a lazy, satisfied smirk.

"Need some help, princess?" Jungwon drawls, sitting up and stretching. "You really did a number on yourself last night, huh?"

Jay's cheeks burn as Jungwon gently helps him up and into his clothes, hands lingering with teasing affection. Jay pouts, swatting weakly at Jungwon's hands, but lets himself be fussed over. "You're so annoying," he mumbles, though his heart flutters at the attention.

"Annoying and helpful," Jungwon retorts, smoothing Jay's skirt and kissing his temple. "C'mon, let's not be late."

Walking is a struggle, and Jay leans into Jungwon for support as they make their way across campus. When they reach the usual courtyard table, Sunoo's eyes light up immediately.

"Jay! Why are you walking as if you've just run a marathon?" Sunoo asks, voice full of mischief.Niki grins, "Uh-oh, somebody had a fun night!"

Jake tries to hide his laughter behind his coffee cup, but it's no use—his cheeks are pink, and he's giggling. "Don't tease him! Jay looks like he's suffering."

Jungwon just slides an arm around Jay's waist, all smug pride. "He'll live. Maybe next time he'll think before he acts out."

Jay ducks his head, mortified, but the warmth in their voices makes him feel safe despite the embarrassment.

Suddenly, Heeseung slides in next to Jake, throwing an arm around his boyfriend's shoulders. He leans in, voice low and teasing, "You think it's funny, huh, Jake? Keep laughing, and you'll be next. I'll make sure you can't walk straight for a week."

Jake's eyes go wide, a blush spreading across his cheeks. "Hyung!" he squeaks, voice a high, shocked giggle.

The table erupts in laughter, and a chorus of "Oooooooh!" as Jake buries his face in his hands, flustered and shy.

Sunoo fans himself, cackling. "Scandalous! Our Jake, corrupted by Heeseung hyung!"

Niki grins, "Careful, Jake, you might end up like Jay here."

Jay groans, covering his face. "I'm never going to live this down," he whines, but there's a smile in his voice.

Jungwon squeezes Jay's side, whispering so only he can hear, "You're cute when you're embarrassed."

Heeseung squeezes Jake's waist, grinning with pride. "You've been warned, babe."

Jake just shakes his head, still blushing, but he can't hide the tiny, thrilled smile tugging at his lips.

The teasing at the table shows no signs of stopping. Jake is still blushing, tucked against Heeseung's side, trying to hide behind his coffee cup as the others chuckle and nudge each other.

Heeseung grins down at Jake, mischief in his eyes. "You know, Jake, you keep teasing Jay, but you're not so innocent yourself. Should I remind everyone about that night last month?"

Jake looks up, eyes wide. "Hyung, no—" His voice cracks, mortified.

But Heeseung is relentless. "You know, the night you were begging for it so loud, I'm pretty sure the whole dorm heard you. I told you if you kept it up, I wouldn't let you come all night." He leans in, whispering in Jake's ear loud enough for everyone to hear, "And I kept that promise, didn't I?"

Jake's face goes scarlet, and Sunoo nearly chokes on his juice. Niki bursts out laughing, clutching his stomach. "No way! Jake, you poor thing!"

Jay, wide-eyed, suddenly connects the dots. "Wait—so that's why I couldn't sleep that night? I thought someone was getting murdered outside my window!"

The whole table erupts. Sunoo is howling with laughter, Niki's practically in tears, and Jake is squealing, hiding his face in Heeseung's shoulder. Even Jungwon cracks a smirk, shaking his head in disbelief.

Heeseung just grins, smug and affectionate, tightening his arm around Jake. "Maybe next time you'll remember to keep it down, babe. Or maybe I'll make it even harder for you."

Jake groans, peeking up through his fingers, his embarrassment only matched by the soft smile he gives Heeseung. "You're the worst," he mumbles, but the fondness in his eyes is unmistakable.

Jay giggles, eyes twinkling as he leans into Jungwon, "Remind me never to walk past your room again, hyung."

Sunoo wipes away a tear. "Best breakfast ever. Honestly, I live for this drama."

The group dissolves into laughter and teasing, the morning light golden on their table, warmth

and friendship wrapping around them as surely as the arms of the ones they love.

Special Heejake part :)

After the noisy breakfast fades into the background, Heeseung and Jake wander away from the group, hand in hand. They find a quiet alcove shaded by ivy, the morning sun warm on their skin. Jake leans into Heeseung's side, still pink-cheeked from all the teasing.

Heeseung nudges him gently. "Still embarrassed?"Jake smiles shyly, peeking up through his lashes. "A little. But mostly I just keep thinking about... you know... last night."

Heeseung grins, turning so only Jake can see the sparkle in his eyes. "Oh? You mean when you begged so sweetly? I keep thinking about it too." He dips his head, pressing a teasing kiss to Jake's ear. "You were so cute—couldn't keep quiet for anything."

Jake blushes, but he giggles, squeezing Heeseung's hand. "It's your fault. You know exactly what you do to me."

Heeseung's fingers brush lightly over Jake's wrist, tracing lazy circles. "I love the way you look when you're flustered. It makes me want to tease you even more." His voice is warm and playful, but there's a gentle promise in it, too. "But I'll try to be good... at least until we're alone again."

Jake laughs, leaning in to steal a quick kiss. "You're never really good, hyung."Heeseung pretends to pout, then grins and kisses Jake again—sweet, lingering, with just enough heat to make Jake's heart race.

"Maybe not," Heeseung whispers, "but I'm really good at loving you."

Jake smiles, suddenly bold, and whispers back, "And I'm really good at loving you, too."They fall into a comfortable embrace, laughter and warmth wrapping around them. The world feels a little softer, a little brighter, and even the teasing from earlier doesn't matter when they're together like this.

[sillykeonho]

To the person who requested Jaywon/ HeeJake links🤍

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[sillykeonho]

To the person who requested Jaywon/ HeeJake links🤍

HeeJake Links-

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Disclaimer: idk if any of the videos have a weird caption, if they do please forgive me, twt ppl are weird when it comes to scenario videos, I apologize in advance for any of these!!!

[hoonsex]

૮ ྀིᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈ ྀིა Jealously and need ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

Synopsis Driven by a jealous outburst caused by Jaeyun's close relationship with a certain Japanese guy — which went beyond acceptable limits —Jay is determined to torture him to ensure it never happens again.

TAGS & WARNING : teasing, daddy kink, smut, Jay top, Jake bottom, masturbation, pet names, baby talk, punishment.

English is not my first language! forgive any mistakes please 🤍 .

Jay’s knees sank into the mattress, Jake completely surrendered to the kisses and caresses Jongseong was giving him, leaving him weak. A bite was placed on his ear, then moved down to his neck, giving more kisses and soft bites. Jaeyun loved this. Jay used his fingers to massage the younger member through his pants. Jake was already surrendered at that moment, his lips already red from so many kisses exchanged.

— Open your legs for me. —

he ordered, and Jake obeyed immediately. He slowly removed his sweatpants, which were already damp with precum, without taking his eyes off him. Jake was breathing erratically, trembling all over under those glazed eyes.

— Jay, can I… — Interrupted by an unexpected kiss, Jake simply responded to the act, kissing him back.

— Stay quiet. —

He obeyed immediately; Jaeyun couldn't resist when he was bossy.

Jongseong was now on top of him, watching Jake's every facial reaction. As always, Jake's face was flushed, hot, sweat dripping down his forehead, his brow furrowing in response to the pleasure emanating from below. Jay held him firmly with quick movements, legs already weak, his moans growing louder, full of pleas laden with affection. Jay loved seeing him beg for more contact; it was amusing to see Sim's eyes brimming with lust, tears streaming down his face. He was extremely sensitive when it came to the touches of those warm hands. He obeyed everything without resistance to the commands coming from those lips, as a good boy should.

— More… Ah… Quickly, yes… please, daddy. —

— Why should I? Are you already at your limit? Just hold on a little longer. I know you can do it. —

— Please… Jay. — He begged desperately. Jake had always had a soft spot for teasing, and Jay knew how to handle it in the most delightful way possible for him. 

Jongseong slipped his left hand under Jake's sweatshirt, his entire body covered in sweat as he gripped Jake's waist and pulled him to sit, leaning against the headboard of the bed. Jake wrapped his legs around Jay's waist, and Jay pressed his lips fiercely against Jake's, biting and sucking on his tongue. Without stopping to jerk him off for even a moment. 

— Jay… I want you… Ah! — Words spilled like a river of desire, a symphony of pleasure.

— Oh, fuck… It feels so good. —

Like threads of pleasure, Jake's trembling hands found their way up to Jongseong's neck, his thumb tracing gentle circles on the back of his head. Tears of ecstasy streamed down like a waterfall, a story of pure bliss. Like a gentle caress, Jongseong's hand tightened around Jake's tip, a firm yet familiar grip that sent a ripple of pleasure through him. A soft moan escaped Jake's lips as he clutched at the sleeves of his older boyfriend’s shirt, his whole body twisting and turning with the pleasure. It was a dance of desire. 

— Hmm… Honey… let go, Ah! Please, I can't take it anymore… —

— Why were you talking to that ridiculous Japanese guy? — Sim stared at him, confused, blinking rapidly and sniffling tearfully. He was completely lost. 

— What do you mean… —

— Answer me, you naughty boy… Have you learned to lie to me now? —

— He's… just a friend. Please let go of me now. — 

— You must be kidding me, right ? —

He tried to pry the older boy's thumb off, but to no avail, as Jay intervened by pinning his wrists above his head. 

— What kind of friend pulls you by the waist? And you let him do that, right in front of me? Haha… —

— I'm sorry! He always does that, I didn't know what to do. — 

— “You didn't know how to react?” What an insolent kid. — 

He tried to shut the brunet's mouth to change the subject, but to no avail. 

— Jaeyun, stop messing around and give me a straight answer, damn it. I'm telling you to answer me. — Jay slapped him on the left thigh, and in response, the younger whimpered, biting his lower lip.

— But, I… I already answered, Sir, please can I cum now… — 

He begged, crying. 

— You're making excuses, aren't you? You're such a bad boy… —

— No… Seongie, please don’t say that to me. —

That puppy-dog look was Park's weak spot.

Jay let go of his hands; now Jake was gripping Park's shirt tightly, his head resting on the older chest, still pleading, but getting no response.

— That's not what he told me, baby. —

Jay lifted Sim’s face, holding his chin and tilting it upward.

— But that was before, I'm with you, I'm all yours. —

— All mine? But a little boy as naughty as you can't be mine… My Jaeyun is obedient. —

— Yes, I am! I am obedient… Very, I promise not to disobey again. —

He kissed the older brunette slowly, Jay smiled mischievously between Jake's lips.

Then he slowly released his thumb from his glans, gradually resuming the rhythm while making Jake repeat whispered dirty things in his ear. He couldn't get the voice of that rascal Riki out of his head, talking nonsense to deliberately provoke jealousy. Sim arched his back, digging his nails into the older’s back through his shirt. Jake could barely keep his eyes open, completely limp in Jay's lap, and without delay he came hard, releasing a jet directly onto the Jay’s shirt, panting, legs trembling, sobs uncontrollably.

— Ah… no, you don't need to be jealous, he only says that to annoy me, I swear, don't do that again, you scare me when you're jealous. —

— Sorry, baby but, i can’t promise you that. —

— But why would I tell you about him? Do you want to hear me say I used to sleep with another guy? — He smiled playfully.

— Enough, Jake. You asked for it. —

[delusionalkfan]

The Mistake-Heejay

Jay had been acting like an absolute brat for days.

At first, Heeseung ignored it. Then he tolerated it.

Then he started counting to ten in his head every time Jay opened his mouth. Unfortunately for Jay, Heeseung's patience wasn't unlimited.

The next morning, Jay woke up with one mission: to test his hyung's patience even more.

Tension hung in the air, thick and unspoken. Jay lounged against the kitchen counter, gaze locked on Heeseung, who sprawled across the couch with feigned indifference. Inside, Jay’s thoughts darted restlessly, schemes forming behind his calm exterior. He scrolled through his phone, pretending to be absorbed, but it was only a flimsy shield. When he finally crossed the room, the atmosphere grew heavier, anticipation sparking between them. Jay settled beside Heeseung, so close their knees nearly brushed, a sly, dangerous smirk playing on his lips.

Jay, still scrolling on his phone, said, “Heeseung, get me some water.” “What did you say?” Heeseung said.

A subtle shift rippled through the room. Silence stretched, thick and loaded, while Jay’s smirk lingered, daring Heeseung to break it.

“I said, get me some water, heeseung,” Jay said in an informal way.

“Jay, stop. "You know that you're doing this on purpose,” Heeseunng said in a low, dangerous tone that sent a shiver down Jay’s body. But he still didn’t give up.

“I don’t know what you're talking about, " Jay said without any hesitation.

 Suddenly, Heeseung got up and pinned Jay on the couch. Jay tried to break free, but Heeseung was too strong.

“h-heesseung, what are y-you d-doing?” Jay stuttered over his words, pushing on Heeseung's chest to free himself. but failing

“You got yourself here, Jay, you think that talking to me like that and you can just slip away, I don’t think so,” Heeseung's voice was teasing dangerously.

“H-hyung, leave me,” Jay tried to sound confident, but stuttered over his words.

Heeseung didn’t listen, he kept squeezing him against him, and rubbing Jay’s clothed mountain that got built up cause of the tension between them. Jay gasped at the sudden feeling and moaned, yes, straight up moaned. Heeseung smirked at the younger person's reaction and kept going. Then heeseung stopped and got up, fixing his clothes, and making Jay whine at the sudden loss of touch.

As Jay thought he was free, Heesung scooped him up in a bridle style, making Jay red as a  tomato and burying his face in Heesung's chest, and making the older chuckle darkly. Heeseung kept walking to his room. When they arrived, he closed the door with his foot and threw Jay onto the bed (not actually). Jay froze and crawled back as he hit his head on the headboard of the bed. Heeseung turned around, facing Jay now.

“You have been bratty for a long time, don’t you think someone has to fix that?” Heeseung said, hovering over Jay’s small body, making Jay’s breath hitch Then Heeseung crashed their lips together in a punishing way, making Jay whine from the impact. Heeseung kept deepening the kiss, biting Jay’s lower lip, drawing a gasp from him, and making Jay melt under his touch. Suddenly, Heeseung pulled away, leaving Jay breathless and dazed.

Jay’s eyes fluttered open, his lips tingling. Heeseung’s dark gaze didn’t stray as he brushed a thumb over Jay’s cheek. “Still want to play games?” he whispered, voice low and dangerous.

Jay tried to look away, but Heeseung caught his chin, forcing him to meet his eyes. “You think you can rile me up and get away with it?” he continued, a wicked glint shining in his eyes.

Jay swallowed. The tension was thick—almost suffocating. "Maybe I like it when you get mad," he muttered under his breath, but Heeseung heard and let out a quiet, dark laugh.

Heeseung leaned in, his breath warm against Jay’s ear. "Careful what you wish for, Jay."

He pressed Jay down into the mattress, lips ghosting over his skin, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. The room felt charged, every movement deliberate and slow, as if Heeseung wanted to drive Jay to the edge without giving him relief.

Jay’s hands found their way into Heeseung’s hair, tugging just enough to earn a low growl. Heeseung smirked, teeth grazing Jay’s jaw. "I’m gonna get rid of that attitude, and you’ll be the one begging for more"

Jay only muttered, breathless. “Heeseung, you’re a monster.”

Heeseung’s mouth hovered barely an inch from his. “You’re right, but you need to be punished for your actions," he added with a dark look, before claiming Jay’s lips once more, rough and possessive, like he was staking a claim that only they understood.

Jay felt scared, but something inside him wanted it, wanted Heeseung to claim him, and he let him.”n-no I didn’t mean~” Jay got cut off mid-sentence, feeling Heeseung's lips on his kissing him again, same as the last, one deep, rough, and possessive.

Heeseung’s eyes glinted with mischief as he reached over to the bedside drawer, never breaking eye contact with Jay. From inside, he pulled out a pair of metal handcuffs and a sleek black blindfold. Jay’s breath stuttered, cheeks reddening as anticipation and nerves warred inside him.

“Ready?” Heeseung asked, voice low and intimate.

Jay nodded, unable to form words, his body trembling with need.

Heeseung gently slipped the blindfold over Jay’s eyes, plunging him into darkness. Every sound suddenly felt louder, every brush of Heeseung’s fingers more electric. Next, Heeseung guided Jay’s wrists together and fastened the cuffs with a soft click, the cool metal tight and unyielding.

“Perfect,” Heeseung murmured, his tone dripping with satisfaction. “You’re beautiful like this—helpless, waiting for me.”

Jay’s world was nothing but sensation—the cool metal of the cuffs biting gently at his wrists, the blindfold plunging him into darkness, the heat of Heeseung’s body hovering over him. Every touch was magnified, every sound a thunderclap in the quiet storm of his mind.

Heeseung’s lips trailed down Jay’s neck, slow and deliberate, his tongue swirling over sensitive skin before teeth nipped at Jay’s collarbone. Jay arched helplessly, his breath coming in trembling gasps as pleasure sparked through him.

Heeseung’s mouth moved lower, pressing kisses over Jay’s stomach, tongue flicking out to taste him. Jay gasped, his world narrowing to the heat of Heeseung’s mouth and the ache building inside him.

Heeseung’s fingers found the waistband of Jay’s clothes, tugging them down with agonizing slowness. The cool air hit Jay’s skin, and then Heeseung’s hand followed by his own digit—firm, possessive, and unyielding, Heeseung fingered Jay’s tight, wet hole. Jay moaned, his body trembling, his need overwhelming.

“Beg for it,” Heeseung commanded, his lips brushing Jay’s ear.

“Please, Heeseung… I need you. Please—” Jay’s words dissolved into a cry as Heeseung finally gave in. Heeseung took his pants off with his boxers; his eyes were still locked onto Jay’s. He held Jay's thighs apart, aligning himself before going in with one brutal thrust. Jay screamed, the feeling of pain and pleasure mixed, breaking his tight hole.

Jay’s wrists strained against the cuffs, the metal biting into his skin with every movement. He was utterly helpless, blindfolded and pinned beneath Heeseung, whose grip on his hips was bruising. Each thrust was relentless, driving deep, forcing Jay to feel every inch, every punishing snap of Heeseung’s body against his own.

Heeseung didn’t slow down, didn’t soften—the anger from earlier lingered in the way he moved, rough and unyielding. Jay’s cries spilled from his lips, the sounds half-pain, half-desperate pleasure. He was being pushed to his limit, barely able to keep up with the onslaught.

Heeseung leaned in, voice a low growl in Jay’s ear. “Did you really think you could get away with being a brat?” His hand tightened, forcing Jay to arch back, helpless and exposed

Jay whimpered, the sting of regret mingling with the electric pleasure coursing through him. “I’m sorry—” he choked out, but the words dissolved into a cry as another wave of sensation tore through him.

“Too late for sorry. You’re mine, Jay. Remember that.”

“You wanted to act out?” Heeseung’s voice was a dark growl in Jay’s ear, one hand slapping his thigh to keep him from squirming away. “Now you’ll take what I give you. No begging, no mercy.”

Jay whimpered, the sensation overwhelming, his body burning from the rough treatment. He tried to apologize, to plead for gentleness, but Heeseung silenced him with a hand tangled in his hair, yanking his head back. “You don’t get to call the shots, not tonight.”

Every thrust sent Jay further over the edge, pain and pleasure blurring together until he couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. Heeseung’s teeth grazed Jay’s shoulder, marking him, claiming him over and over.

Jay’s regret was real—he knew he’d pushed too far, made a mistake in riling Heeseung like this. But as the punishment continued, as his body shook with sensation, Jay realized he loved the way Heeseung’s anger made him feel: owned, cherished, and utterly at his mercy.

Tears slipped from beneath the blindfold, but his cries were met only with another deep, merciless thrust. “You’ll remember this, Jay. You’ll remember who you belong to.”

Jay was shaking, the sensation of being filled and claimed again and again making him dizzy with need. Even as the pain began to sharpen, he found himself sobbing out, “More, please, Heeseung—don’t stop, I need you, please—”

Heeseung’s hand tightened on Jay’s hip, his pace somehow growing even rougher. “You want more? Take it. You’re the one who begged for this.”

Jay’s cries grew louder, pleasure and pain tangled together until he couldn’t tell which he craved more. But soon the ache intensified, building into something almost too much to bear. He pulled at the cuffs, blindfolded and helpless, body trembling as the sensations threatened to overwhelm him.

“Heeseung—w-wait, it’s too much—” Jay whimpered, trying to twist away, to catch his breath.

But Heeseung only pinned him harder, voice low and merciless. “No. You asked for this, you take it. You don’t get to back out now.”

Tears slipped from beneath Jay’s blindfold, his body arching with each relentless thrust. The pain was sharp, real, but beneath it was a twisted sort of satisfaction—being wanted, being claimed, being powerless against Heeseung’s will. Even as regret clawed at him, a guilty heat pooled in his belly, wanting to please, wanting to surrender.

Jay’s pleas dissolved into soft, broken sobs, but Heeseung continued, marking him, breaking him down until there was nothing left but raw sensation and the certainty that, no matter how much it hurt, he was completely, utterly owned.

Jay’s pleas turned to whimpers and then to helpless moans as the sensations built impossibly high. “Heeseung—ah, I can’t—please—” His words were lost, swallowed by the tide of sensation overtaking him.

Heeseung leaned over, biting at Jay’s shoulder, his voice a low, guttural promise in Jay’s ear. “You can. Cum for me, Jay. Now.”

That command—possessive, inescapable—was all Jay needed. His release crashed over him, white-hot, his body arching into the restraints, a sobbing cry tearing from his throat. The waves of pleasure blurred into pain and back again, leaving him utterly spent and shaking.

Heeseung followed soon after, his own climax rough and claiming, marking Jay as his in every way.

Jay slumped into the mattress, the cuffs digging into his wrists, chest heaving as he tried to come back down from the high, everything feeling raw and sensitive.

Heeseung gently wiped the tears from Jay’s cheeks and kissed his forehead, his arms wrapped protectively around Jay’s trembling body. For a while, there was only the quiet sound of their breathing and the softness of Heeseung’s hands stroking Jay’s back, grounding him.

Once Jay’s heartbeat had slowed and the tension in his muscles faded, Heeseung spoke, his voice still gentle but laced with seriousness. “You did so well for me tonight,” he murmured, brushing Jay’s hair from his eyes. “But listen to me, Jay—don’t ever push me like that again. If you do, I won’t hold back next time. I’ll go even rougher, and I really won’t show any mercy.” Jay’s cheeks flushed, the warning sending a shiver through him even as he nuzzled closer, comforted by Heeseung’s embrace. Heeseung pressed another kiss to Jay’s temple, his possessive words lingering in the air.

“You’re mine,” Heeseung whispered, tightening his arms. “And I take care of what’s mine. But you need to remember the rules, okay?”

Jay nodded, feeling safe and cared for—even with the threat of punishment hanging in the air, he knew Heeseung would always take care of him afterward.

umm, so. The smut was really bad ik, I’m not good at it~

Thank you for reading ;)