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[jiumeow]

ARF! ಄ JAKE SIM

SYNOPSiS Cruella de Vil’s son dogsits for you while you’re out of town 🐾

NOTES! descendants college au, oneshot smau, a part of my enha descendants series!!! SUNGHOON

TAGS! @kyoteas @wonubug @seobmoji @aesprn @rkvist

[jiumeow]

PRETTY GIRL ಄ PARK SUNGHOON

SYNOPSiS the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree! Gaston’s son, Sunghoon, will do anything just to take you out on a date!

NOTE yns the daughter of belle and the beast so shes sort of like 🤨🤨 to him but its a good ending promise. JAKE.

🐾 @kyoteas @aesprn @wonubug @seobmoji

[yeokii]

⠀⠀HARDLY EVER SMILE ' without you

⠀ ❤︎ ' you like him no matter how mean he is to you

𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦 ? . . meanie!seung─── ✿ 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗎 . 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 profanity stalking ( not by hee ) drinking weed drytexts ' ❤︎ ( 𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 ) ♱ part two here ! 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽 . 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝖾

여키 EDITION . diff post because i always make him a yearner

⠀⠀𝖺 𝗒𝖾𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗂 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽. do not copy, repost or translate my works

[heebambilee]

Also, I'm so fucked up, I'm here getting mad over people being people and I should be studying because otherwise I'm getting FUCKED by my uni 🙃

[heebambilee]

I've been so fed up this month bro, ignorant people exist all over the world, and it's pissing me off to the next level. And I'm not excluding ANY country, there's ignorant people in my country too..

I'm not talking about any specific topic, btw I'm just talking in general..😮‍💨

[enhypendata]

[ENHYPEN] 'THE SIN : BLISS' Film (ENGENE Ver.) - JUNGWON

[heesvnqie]

tumblr crashed so idk if my ask sent but here is it if u didn’t receive it:

hey! i saw your request were open and i was wondering if you could do an imagine where jake comfort y/n for having smaller boobs / less ass than most people and y/n is a bit scared to do ‘😏’ with him bc of that or scared he'll love them less bc of that or smth? idrk how to word it, sorry but could you do smth like that, please? you can rephrase it if u want ofc!! thank you, i love ur work sm 🥹

author: ohhh i mean this is such a nice request! hope you like it, darling!

Petite- shim jaeyun

pairing: fem!reader x shimjaeyun!jake word count: 2.1k warnings: >> smut,cussing, biting/marking, fingering, begging, choking, slight hair pulling, size kink, dom!jake x sub!reader, unprotected sex (a big NO-NO)

The movie had ended almost an hour ago, but neither of you had moved from Jake’s bed.

You were curled up against his chest, legs tangled with his, his fingers lazily playing with the ends of your hair as the soft glow of the bedside lamp painted the room in warm gold. Jake had been extra affectionate tonight. Stealing kisses during the movie, pulling you closer every few minutes, whispering how pretty you looked in his oversized hoodie.

It felt perfect.

Until it didn’t.

His hand had slowly slipped under the hem of your hoodie, warm palm gliding up your bare back. The kiss deepened, turning slower, heavier. You could feel the shift in his breathing, the way his fingers started tracing the curve of your waist like he wanted more. His lips moved from your mouth to your jaw, then down to your neck, leaving soft, open-mouthed kisses that made your stomach flutter.

But the moment his hand moved higher, brushing just beneath the band of your bra, panic hit you like ice water.

You tensed up instantly.

Jake noticed right away. He always did. He pulled back just enough to look at you, eyes soft and searching, his hand freezing where it was.

“Baby?” he murmured, voice husky but gentle. “You okay?”

You swallowed hard, suddenly feeling too exposed even though you were still fully clothed. Your heart was hammering for all the wrong reasons. You gently pushed his hand down, sitting up a little and pulling the hoodie back into place.

“I… I can’t,” you whispered, voice small.

Jake sat up too, immediately giving you space but staying close. His hand found yours, thumb brushing over your knuckles in that soothing way he always did.

“Talk to me,” he said softly. “Did I do something wrong? Did I go too fast?”

You shook your head quickly, but you couldn’t meet his eyes. Instead, you stared down at your lap, fingers twisting in the fabric of the hoodie.

“It’s not you,” you said quietly. “It’s me. I just… I get scared.”

Jake stayed quiet, waiting patiently. He always gave you time when you needed it.

After a long moment, the words finally tumbled out, shaky and insecure.

“I know I don’t look like most girls… especially the ones you’ve probably been with before. My boobs are really small. Like, barely there. And my ass is almost nonexistent. I’m straight up flat in places where other girls have curves. I keep thinking… what if you see me and you’re disappointed? What if you realize you could have someone with a better body and then you stop wanting me? Or you love me less?”

Your voice cracked on the last part.

“I’ve been avoiding going further with you because I’m terrified that once you see everything… you won’t look at me the same way anymore.”

The silence that followed felt heavy. You kept your eyes down, too scared to see his reaction. Tears were already burning at the corners of your eyes.

Then you felt the bed shift.

Jake moved closer, gently cupping your face with both hands and tilting your head up so you had no choice but to look at him. His eyes were wide, full of something soft and almost heartbroken.

“Baby…” he breathed, voice cracking slightly. “Oh my god, no. Come here.”

He pulled you into his lap without hesitation, wrapping his arms around you tightly, one hand cradling the back of your head as he pressed your face into his neck. You could feel how warm he was, how steady his heartbeat was against your cheek.

“I need you to listen to me, okay?” he whispered, lips brushing your hair. “Really listen.”

He pulled back just enough to look into your eyes again, thumbs gently wiping away the tears that had escaped.

“I don’t want ‘most girls.’ I don’t want big boobs or a huge ass or whatever the hell society says is ‘perfect.’ I want you. The girl who laughs at my stupid jokes even when they’re bad. The girl who steals my hoodies and looks cuter in them than I ever could. The girl whose waist fits perfectly in my hands. The girl whose body I already dream about every night.”

He leaned in and kissed your forehead, then your nose, then both cheeks.

“Your body is beautiful to me. Exactly as it is. Small chest, small butt, all the little things you’re insecure about? I love them. I love how you feel when I hold you. I love how light you are when I pick you up. I love the way your chest fits against mine when we cuddle. None of that changes how much I want you.”

His voice dropped softer, more serious.

“And even if you had none of those things… I would still want you. Because it’s you. The outside is just packaging. I fell in love with everything inside first.”

He rested his forehead against yours, eyes closed.

“I’m never going to love you less because of your body. If anything, I feel lucky that I get to see you like this. That I get to be the one who makes you feel good. The one who gets to touch you and kiss you and show you how perfect you are to me.”

Jake pulled back slightly, searching your face with those warm, patient eyes.

“I’m not going to push you. We can stop right now if you want. Or we can go slow. Or you can keep the hoodie on the whole time. Whatever makes you feel safe. But please… don’t hide from me because you think I’ll be disappointed. I could never be disappointed in you, baby.”

He leaned in and kissed you gently, slow and full of love, like he was trying to pour every reassurance into it.

When he pulled away, he whispered against your lips.

“Let me show you how much I love every part of you… if you’ll let me.”

Jake waited, patient as ever, his hands gently rubbing up and down your arms while he looked at you with those warm, understanding eyes. He wasn’t rushing you. He never did.

After a long, shaky breath, you nodded.

“Okay,” you whispered. “I want to try.”

The smile that spread across his face was so soft and full of love it made your chest ache. He leaned in and kissed you slowly, deeply, like he had all the time in the world. His hands stayed respectful at first, one cupping your face, the other resting safely on your waist.

“I’ve got you,” he murmured between kisses. “We go at your pace. If anything feels wrong, we stop. Promise.”

You trusted him. So you let him guide you.

Jake took his time undressing you, kissing every new inch of skin he revealed. When he finally pulled your hoodie off, he didn’t stare in the way you feared. Instead, he looked at you like you were something precious.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he breathed, eyes tracing over your small chest, your soft stomach, the subtle curve of your hips. He leaned down and pressed a slow kiss right between your breasts, then another lower on your ribs. “So fucking pretty, baby.”

Your cheeks burned, but the way he touched you, reverent and gentle, made the anxiety start to melt.

He spent what felt like forever worshipping your chest. Soft kisses turned into slow, wet licks across your nipples, then gentle sucking that had you gasping and arching into his mouth. His hands were everywhere, cupping your small breasts like they were perfect, squeezing softly, thumbs brushing over sensitive peaks until you were trembling.

“See?” he whispered against your skin, voice husky. “These are mine. I love how they fit in my hands. Love how sensitive you are for me.”

He moved lower, kissing down your stomach, nipping gently at your hips. When he reached your panties, he looked up at you for permission. At your nod, he slid them down your legs and settled between your thighs.

Jake took his time there too.

He kissed the inside of your thighs, telling you how much he loved how soft you were, how perfect your skin felt against his cheeks. Then his mouth was on you, slow, warm, and so incredibly thorough. His tongue circled your clit with just the right pressure while two fingers gently pushed inside you, curling in that way that always made your toes curl.

Every time insecurity tried to creep back in, Jake chased it away.

“Look at me, baby,” he murmured, glancing up between your legs, lips shiny. “You’re so wet for me already. So perfect. I could stay here forever.”

He didn’t rush. He built you up slowly, lovingly, until you were shaking and whimpering his name, fingers tangled in his hair. When you came on his tongue, he held your hips down gently through the waves, moaning against you like tasting you was the best thing in the world.

After you came down, he crawled back up your body, kissing every inch on the way. When he finally settled between your legs, hard and ready, he paused again.

“You still okay?” he asked, voice rough with arousal but eyes full of care. “We don’t have to go further tonight.”

You pulled him down into a kiss, legs wrapping around his waist.

“I want you,” you whispered. “All of you.”

Jake groaned softly and reached down to line himself up. He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, watching your face the entire time. Once he was fully inside you, he stayed still, forehead pressed to yours.

“Fuck, baby… you feel incredible,” he breathed. “So tight. So warm. Perfect for me.”

He started moving, slow, deep rolls of his hips that made you feel every inch of him. One of his hands stayed on your small chest, gently massaging and playing with your nipple, while the other held your hip, keeping you close.

“Look at me,” he whispered, voice thick. “I want you to see how much I love this. How much I love you.”

His eyes never left yours as he made love to you. Every thrust was purposeful, loving, and full of emotion. He kissed you constantly, your lips, your neck, your chest, whispering praises between moans.

“I love your body… love how you feel around me… you’re so beautiful, baby… so fucking perfect for me…”

When you came again, clenching around him, Jake followed right after, burying his face in your neck as he spilled deep inside you with a broken groan of your name.

Afterwards, he didn’t pull out right away.

He stayed inside you, holding you close, pressing soft kisses all over your face and shoulders while you both caught your breath. His hand gently stroked up and down your side, tracing every curve and dip like he was memorizing you.

“You okay?” he asked softly, brushing damp hair from your forehead.

You nodded, tears slipping down your cheeks again, happy ones this time.

Jake smiled and kissed them away.

“I love you,” he whispered. “Every single part of you. Don’t ever doubt that again, okay? You’re mine. And I wouldn’t change a single thing about you.”

He pulled the blanket over both of you and tucked you against his chest, arms wrapped around you like he never wanted to let go.

“Mine,” he repeated sleepily, kissing the top of your head. “All mine.”

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[jaeyun-ie]

THE SIN : BLISS <ROUTE> Photo (ENGENE Ver.)

[heebambilee]

The video for this was so funny, i'm pretty sure they were fighting not to laugh in the Middleton of it 😭

[urichilsworld]

the first part of the video like it was so small but yet i was drooling????? & then the lip bite like bro go away rn

[heebambilee]

Who do he thinks he is 😮‍💨

[zl3ep]

I don’t have anything appropriate to say

[heebambilee]

🤭🤭

[heebambilee]

Mom wants to force me to go to the gym on WINTER BREAK I WONT EVEN BE HERE THE NEXT WEEK what a waste of money 😔

[heebambilee]

Day 33847 of being argentinian and participating on the fifa world cup...i'm scared of people now, they gonna acuse me of being racist and insult me just because of a football match...

Jude Bellingham you're a fine shyt 🤭🤭

[heebambilee]

Adulthood is stressing me tf out I hate it here 😮‍💨

[yeokii]

⠀⠀LOVE ME BACK ' 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎

⠀ ❤︎ ' jake, your boyfriend didn't care enough for you. but his best friend heeseung did.

𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦 ─── ✿ smau . heavily inspired by otl ! 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 ' angst regret confessions rejection jungwon bro ' ( 𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 ) ♱ like and reblog ! 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽 . 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝖾

⠀ ‎‎𝐈𝐈 . O1 O2 O3 O4 O5 O6 O7 O8 O9 O10 O11 O12 O13 O14 O15 O16

여키 EDITION . forgive me for not posting jinja mianhae

⠀ join the taglist 💌 perm taglist ( send and ask or comment ) ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ love me back taglist closed !

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[heebambilee]

WHAT DO YOU MEEEAAAN 😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️

[bxbybluelove-x]

jake x reader who just can't hold off her orgasms

⸝⸝⸝>﹏<⸝⸝⸝

contains: edging, degradation, sub!reader, finger sucking, name calling (slut), fingering, reader has two orgasms, he gets sweeter at the end (mdni)

guys this is so short so i might write a part two

your back arched impossibly off the bed as you turned your head to the side and let your mouth fall open in a silent “o” shape. jake kept rubbing his thumb over your swollen clit relentlessly. 

almost immediately after coming down from your high you whined "that's not fair jakey- i told you i wanted to come around your fingers"

you could already feel the tears gather at the corners of your eyes as your hand pushed into his chest.

it wasn't fair.

"so fuckin' ungrateful huh?" he grabbed your hand and pinned it above your head. you squirmed.

"maybe if you had held off your orgasm like I told you to..." he looked down at where your body was now pathetically arching.

"stay fuckin still" he slammed your hips down.

"babyyy" you whined again as your legs kicked behind him, where they were wrapped around his waist.

"'s not fair."

"y/n, baby, just quiet down. hm? d' you wanna feel good?" he tipped your chin up so you looked at him.

you nodded.

"just be good for me then. can you do that? he tapped his finger on your chin and forced two of them into your mouth

you sucked.

" there. like that "

he pulled them out and brought them down where he nudged them at your entrance.

" you're a fuckin slut. " he pushed them inside and you gasped.

"is this what you wanted?"

"fuck jakey" you moaned breathlessly.

"you gotta be quiet y/n-"

he pulls them out and continues gently massaging your clit.

you arch into his touch and moan, already feeling that knot start to form in your stomach. It’s not your fault when he looks this good above you, his messy hair falling over his eyes.

jake already realizes this by how you're arching into him.

"gonna hold off f' me okay?" he watches you nod absentmindedly as his fingers rub against your clit.

unfortunately, it's game over when he gathers the wetness leaking out of your hole and resumes stubbornly rubbing your clit.

"fuck" the friction is too much and before you can stop yourself your hips grind back against his fingers and you're coming.

his brows furrow in disappointment but he doesn't stop touching you until you're panting and pushing him away.

you immediately whine and cover your face with your hands, half embarrassed, half disappointed.

he guides them away and presses a kiss to your forehead

"so fuckin' dumb for me. hm?" he searches your gaze and you look away, embarrassed.

you had one job.

"it's not my fault" you pout slightly

he tilts your head back towards him.

"oh is it mine?" 

you don’t reply and he can tell you're beating yourself up enough, you don't need another punishment.

he lies down and guides you onto his chest, where you settle with a pout.

"'s okay baby. you'll get better at that" his fingers scratch gently at your scalp, making you feel sleepy.

"we'll just do a ton of practice mkay?" he murmurs as he presses a kiss onto your head.

"don't get sulky on me."

"wanted to come around your fingers" you explain, still sporting that subtle pout that tells him you're not over it.

"i know baby but you gotta learn to hold off f' me"

he sighs as he holds you tighter.

"besides… you look really fucking hot when you come like that. all needy and whining like im not giving you enough. you're so cute" his hand comes to rest on your hip and only then do your eyes dart down and notice his massive boner.

*reminder that interactions, asks, reqs are highly appreciated <33

[nisc0]

───˖ֹ੭୧ MORNING DEW ⊹ ࣪ ⑅

(박 성훈) ─── boyfriend!sunghoon 𝔁 f!reader

IN WHICH ─── Sunghoon and you are having a little trouble while getting ready for a brunch, his morning wood couldn’t start the day without your morning dew.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : smut (MDNI), porn without plot 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 : dom!sunghoon, swearing, manhandling, morning sex, unprotected sex, p in v, fingering, oral sex (f. receiving), reader has a WAP (again), big dick!sunghoon, kissing, skinship, use of nickname : baby 𝐰𝐜 : 1.6k {1.694}

❕# It's one of my fav so far hahaha, i'm starting to drool over him these days it's not even funny...But anyways :)) Dada is next ;)

INSPIRED BY : MORNING DEW (Donk) - Beyoncé

You stir slowly in the sheets, the summer heat already pressing down like a thick blanket even at 9 AM. Sunghoon’s arm is draped possessively over your waist, his bare chest flush against your back, skin slick with a light sheen of sweat from the night’s exertions and the warm morning air. The AC is on in the corner of the bedroom, doing little to cut through the humidity. Your body aches in the best way ; thighs sore, lips still tingling from countless kisses and rounds that melted into the early hours.

“Baby…” Sunghoon’s voice is low and raspy, still thick with sleep as he nuzzles into the crook of your neck. His breath is warm against your damp skin. “We have to get up. Brunch with Jake and Jay in an hour.”

You groan softly and press back against him, refusing to open your eyes. “Three more minutes,” you mumble, pulling the thin sheet higher over your bodies even though it’s already too hot. The thought of leaving this cocoon ; his strong arms, the scent of his skin mixed with the remnants of last night ; feels wrong.

He chuckles, the sound vibrating through his chest into yours. One large hand slides down your side, gently squeezing your hip as he tries to coax you awake. “Come on, Y/N. You know Jay will text me ten times if we’re late. Again.” His lips brush your shoulder in soft, persuasive kisses, trailing toward your collarbone. When that doesn’t work, he shifts, rolling you onto your back with effortless strength so he can hover over you, messy dark hair falling into his eyes. You finally crack one eye open, squinting against the sunlight filtering through the curtains. Sunghoon looks unfairly good even half-asleep ; flushed cheeks, sharp jaw, and a lazy smirk playing on his lips. However, as your gaze drifts lower, you notice it instantly : the huge bulge of his morning wood straining against the front of his boxers, thick and hard, tenting the fabric right above where his thigh presses between yours.

A slow heat blooms in your stomach. “Hoon…” you murmur, voice still husky, one hand instinctively sliding down his toned abdomen until your fingers graze the waistband of his boxers. “You sure we have to leave right now?”

He groans, forehead dropping to yours, there’s amusement in his eyes along with clear desire. “Don’t tempt me. You’re the one who said yes to brunch yesterday—before I fucked you senseless.” Still, he stays close to you. His hips roll forward just slightly, letting you feel the full, hard length of him against your thigh. “If you don’t get that pretty ass up, I’m carrying you to the shower myself.”

You smile sleepily, fingers teasing along his hardness through the thin material, feeling it twitch under your touch. The ache between your legs returns with interest, but the distant ping of a phone ; probably Jake wondering where you two are ; reminds you both of reality. Sunghoon sighs, kissing you deeply once, slow and lingering, before he forces himself to sit up. The sheet pools around his waist, doing nothing to hide how ready his body still is for you. “Shower. Now. Together. But no funny business or we really will be late.” He stands, offering you his hand with a raised eyebrow, his morning wood proudly on display. “I don’t want to explain to the guys why we look so…tired.”

You reach out quickly and grab his hand before he can fully pull away, your fingers wrapping around his wrist with gentle insistence. Sunghoon pauses, glancing back at you. You look up at him with those pleading eyes ; still heavy with sleep and leftover desire ; and whisper, “Just a kiss, please? Then we’ll get up.”

He stares at you for a beat, clearly fighting an internal battle. His jaw tightens, but the way you’re looking at him, all warm and tempting in the morning, makes his resolve crumble. “You’re being stubborn right now,” he mutters, a fond smile tugging at his lips despite the words. With a defeated sigh, he climbs back onto the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight as he settles over you again. His body presses you into the sheets, hot skin against hot skin. One of his hands cups your cheek as he leans down, capturing your lips in a unhurried kiss. It starts soft, almost sweet, but quickly turns hungry, with tongues sliding together, breaths mingling in the already stifling room. You melt beneath him, fingers threading through his messy hair.

Without breaking the kiss, Sunghoon’s hand slides down your body with ease. He grips the back of your thigh, lifting it and hooking it around his waist, pulling you flush against him. At the same time, his other hand tugs your underwear down your legs in a single move, then quickly shoves his own boxers lower, freeing his throbbing cock. It’s muscle memory at this point, how many times had he done exactly this in the middle of the night?

The thick head of his cock brushes against your bare heat as he rocks his hips forward, teasing your entrance while he kisses you harder, swallowing your soft moan. Sweat beads along his spine from the summer heat, but neither of you cares. “One kiss,” he murmurs against your mouth, voice rough with need, “and now look what you’ve done…”

You smile into the next kiss, rolling your hips up to meet him, encouraging him closer as your thigh tightens around his waist. The brunch with Jake and Jay is quickly becoming a distant afterthought. You feel him pause right there, his body tense above yours, cock heavy and hot over your inner thigh. Sunghoon pulls back just enough to look down at you, that signature smirk curling his lips as his eyes gleam with mischief and lust. “What are we even going to tell the guys when we show up late?” he asks, voice low and teasing, one eyebrow raised. His fingers dig into the soft flesh of your thigh, still hooked firmly around his waist.

You can’t help but chuckle, the sound breathy and light in the heated air between you. “Not my problem,” you reply with a playful shrug, your fingers tracing lazy patterns down his sweat-slicked back. He lets out a quiet laugh that turns into a groan as he shifts his hips. He reaches down between your bodies, wrapping his hand around the base of his cock, and slowly rubs the swollen head up and down your slick entrance. The pressure makes your breath hitch every time he nudges against your clit, coating himself in your arousal.

“Fuck…I don’t want to think about it right now,” he murmurs lowly against your lips, his voice rough and needy. He keeps rubbing, slow and sluggish, pressing just barely inside before pulling back again, drawing it out until you’re squirming beneath him. The summer heat makes everything feel more intense ; skin sticking, breaths short, the room filled with nothing but the sounds of your shared breathing and the faint creak of the bed.

His forehead rests against yours, eyes half-opened as he watches your reaction to every stroke. “What’s with you being this wet already?" He teases softly. You whimper as he keeps teasing you mercilessly. He pushes the thick head of his cock inside you, stretching you open just enough to make your walls flutter around him, then pulls out with a wet pop. He does it again and again ; slow, shallow dips that leave you aching for more, your hips chasing him every time he withdraws.

“Fuck, Hoon…” you breathe, nails digging into his shoulders.

He finally gives in with a low groan. In one smooth thrust, he buries himself deep inside you, filling you completely. Your back arches off the bed as he starts thrusting ; deep, steady strokes that make the headboard tap softly against the wall. The heat in the room only intensifies everything : skin slapping skin, sweat making your bodies glide together, your thigh still hooked tightly around his waist.

Just as the rhythm starts building, his phone begins ringing loudly on the nightstand. Sunghoon curses under his breath but doesn’t stop right away, thrusting a few more times before he reluctantly slows. He pulls out of you with a slick sound, shifting down the bed in one move. As you were about to protest, his broad shoulders push your thighs apart and his mouth is on you. His tongue drags hot and flat through your folds, licking up your wetness before wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking gently. You moan loudly, fingers threading through his hair as he eats you out with hungry, practiced strokes.

The phone keeps ringing. On what must be the final ring, he reaches over, grabs it, and answers without pulling his mouth off you. “Yeah?” he says, voice muffled and graveled. He flicks his tongue faster against your clit, two fingers sliding into you and curling perfectly as he speaks.

You hear Jake’s voice faintly through the speaker, firing off a ton of questions—where are you guys, why aren’t you there yet, did you oversleep again?

He lifts his head just enough to speak clearly, lips and chin shiny with your arousal. “I’m eating breakfast right now,” he replies casually, then dives back down, sucking on your clit while his fingers pump in and out of you steadily.

Jake laughs on the other end. “Dude, we’re literally about to have brunch. Why are you eating already?”

Sunghoon chuckles against your pussy, the vibration making you bite your lip to stifle a moan. “I was really hungry while getting ready,” he answers smoothly, voice low and slightly breathless. His tongue circles your clit faster as he adds, “Give us like…twenty minutes. We’ll be there.”

He hangs up without waiting for more protests, tossing the phone aside and focusing entirely on you again. His mouth works you harder, fingers curling deep as he looks up at you with hungry eyes.

“Better come quick, baby,” he murmurs against your soaked folds, smirking. “We’ve got brunch plans.”

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