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𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
enhypen
DPR Ian
Gojo Satoru
𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐞
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[…] ᶜᵃˡˡ ᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ⁱⁿ ᵃⁿ ʰᵒᵘʳ | ᴵᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ʰᵒᵐᵉ | ᴼʰ ᵇᵃᵇʸ, ʲᵘˢᵗ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᶜᵉⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶜᵒˡᵒᵍⁿᵉ | ᴸᵉᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉˢᶜᵉⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶜᵒˡᵒᵍⁿᵉ | ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ ʸᵉᵗ | ᴾˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵏⁱˢˢ ᵐʸ ⁿᵉᶜᵏ | ᴸᵉᵗ'ˢ ᵍᵒ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ […]
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genre: angst, fluff
a.n.:
This was a completely random Heeseung head cannon I came up with today while listening to cologne by beabadoobee. I rlly miss summer so this takes place at a beach area (in summertime obvi). Both characters are full-aged and in their early twenties.
I can only recommend listening to
cologne by beabadoobee
for a better reading experience, it’s based on the song after all!!!
If Heeseung’s not your bias and you want to read a Jake or Jay version, click on their names. ^^
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„You‘re leaving already?“ you asked while letting out a sigh, not wanting to seem too obvious.
„Yeah, my boss‘s gonna scold the hell out of me if I miss my upcoming shift,“ Heeseung said while slipping into his pants. Great.
You would’ve been lying if you said that you actually had believed he would stay this time. But why couldn’t he just take some time for you once? Was it too much to ask for? Well eventually, he wasn’t the one to be blamed since you both made clear from the very start that you don’t want things to get serious. Having fun was the only intention and you somehow agreed. Were you too naïve? Was it wrong to think that you wouldn’t fall in love with a guy you were going too hook up with on a regular, especially when you knew that he is fully your type?
Most definitely yes.
Strong feelings of sorrow and major disappointment were the only thing left inside of you right now.
“Why…,” you accidentally whispered out too loud.
“Hm? Did you say something beautiful? Didn’t hear you that clearly.”
Beautiful. As if it couldn’t get worse.
You were still covered with his blanket while he was putting on his jacket when you sat upright, lighting up a cigarette.
Your face relaxes, and it feels like a hole of nothingness is in the middle of your body. You're unable to genuinely laugh, cry, and get angry. It's not like you can't feel every emotion, it just makes you feel worn out, and not really feeling like you actually want to feel.
It felt like he was the only thing that was able to fill that constant, emerging void inside of you whenever he’s around, when it actually only got even worse every time he left.
“There’re still leftovers from yesterday, feel free to eat some,” he added.
Heeseung was the most honest and sweetest person you’ve ever met, always putting everyone else’s needs and demands first, never pointing out anyone’s insecurities or making nasty remarks about them, always radiating positive energy only,
just being the loving and sweet person he always is.
But how come he never showed any signs of liking you back, romantically. You started to hate the way your ‘friendship’ was mainly based on physical attraction and sexual inter course. You were not complaining in any way regarding the fact that you were sleeping with him. Quite the opposite. You loved the way he was making love to you, which is being the reason you actually got so attached to him and his touch. But as soon as you both finish your steamy sessions, everything goes back to normal, normal in an everyone’s going back to their daily life which doesn’t contain the constellation of ‘me and you’ way. Why is it so easy for him not to get attached? You wanted to know so badly.
“Thank you, but I’ll leave soon anyway. Have some work to be done at home.”
“Sure, meet me at the beach later then? Something around 8 pm. Feel like it’s been a while since we actually left the bed together. Dinner’s on me tonight.”
Heeseung grinned at you expectantly waiting for you to answer.
That crackhead.
You couldn’t help but grin yourself after you pressed your cig into the ashtray:
“ ‘Kay.”
His grin widened before he turned around and left the apartment.
And there you were, laying hopelessly on the bed of the guy you fell head over heals for, not knowing where to start or where to begin. The worst part was that you knew you couldn’t really do anything to handle the whole situation. You were way to scared that he would ditch you, no matter how you would confess. Heeseung was busy. So busy that he could sleep with you and forget you the other second.
Ugh, oh to be a heartless bitch.
You put on your bra and panties, strolling through his apartment on your way to the bathroom.
It’s been almost 1 year since you got to know him and started hooking up shortly after. Heeseung is one of your coworkers at your current job as a receptionist, spending one break after the other together in the first few weeks. You were talking about everything which also lead to talking about sex. At first, it was just casual conversations about how both of you don’t really have time for a serious relationship and how boring your sex lives were. One Friday night, after having drunken one tequila shot after the other at one of your workplaces social events, Heeseung intended to bring you home which also eventually lead to your body being pressed against his while you were moaning out his name every time he thrusted into you.
After this night, and knowing how desperate the two of you were, you both decided on taking it to the next step and being ‘friends with benefits’.
And that’s how you got into his shower, trying to also wash off the feeling of despair, but to no effect.
When you got out of the shower, you tried to find in vain attempt one of your rings, stumbling across a little notation on a small piece of paper. You and Heeseung were close and you knew he trusted you but you couldn’t help your curiosity but to pick it up and read it:
pralines
flowers?
You heard a sound like a bird flapping its wings in a panic. Maybe it was your heart, for all you know. Have you ever seen a wild bird in a cage, looking for a way out? Well that was how your mind was reacting. You were sitting on the floor of his bedroom. You were lightheaded, and your skin was cold.
Sobbing uncontrollably and hugging your knees, rocking back and forth.
Why? Why were you so stupid. You should’ve known.
So he was probably thinking of her while fucking you.
Perfect.
Your eyes were burning, you clench your jaw so hard it hurted.
It was so obvious the whole time and you didn’t get it.
You were just too blind to see.
He is not the one to blame.
It’s you.
You told each other from the very start that you don’t want things to get serious.
So why…
Why does it hurt so much.
Why?
Weren’t you good enough?
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
You let out a last sob and wiped away the tears.
There was no time to grieve.
Your body felt as heavy as never before when you tried to get up.
You put the little note back to where you’ve found it and took your bag, dragging yourself towards the door.
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You figured that you had to talk to him.
To tell him that your stupid hook ups were over.
You knew that this was the best for you and the only way to move on.
“You came!” he said before going in for a hug.
It just didn’t feel the same anymore.
It felt empty.
So empty that you couldn’t look him in the eyes.
He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and asked,
“Where should we eat? I’m really craving a stake, I hit the gym before coming here.”
“Sure.”
You weren’t hungry anyway.
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After having eaten at one of the many restaurants near the beach, you went for a little night walk.
“Hey,…I was really holding myself from asking this but is everything okay? You don’t seem…like you.”
Heeseung was giving you a really concerned look but you just couldn’t look at him directly. You were facing the path before you, scanning the ground, noticing every single grain of sand.
A thousand thoughts were rushing through your brain at once but you couldn’t speak out one.
“Did I something wrong this morning? Did I touch you in a weird way or hurt you-“
“I don’t want to sleep with you anymore, Heeseung.”
You were finally able to meet his eyes as you both stopped walking.
Heeseung was nervously scanning your face and hoping that this was one of your bad jokes. But nothing.
He gulped.
“What did I do y/n. Please talk to me.”
“Nothing.”
The confusion in his gaze was growing from second to second.
“Do you love someone?” you asked suddenly.
You were starring at him intensely, Heeseung getting extremely uncomfortable.
“What. What’re you talking about?”
Silence.
“Quit playing, I’m being serious.”
…
“Seriously y/n, I have no clue what you’re referring to,” a nervous chuckle leaving his mouth.
“I was stupid enough to agree on being your fuck toy. But now I’m replacing someone you can’t have? I should’ve known.”
“What.”
Heeseung’s expression changed completely.
“Who is ‘someone’?”
Your emotions were raging already, why was he acting like a kid.
“Look, I’m not mad at all if you finally found your happiness. But please don’t make me your cheap alternative.”
Silence.
“What?” he repeated.
“Y/n, it’s you.”
What did he say.
There’s no way.
Your heart dropped. Again.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into you and where you got this information from, but I kind of fell for you y/n. I fell so hard, I was scared to tell you. Scared to show you. And here I am. Doing exactly what I was always afraid of. But I guess now that you’re cutting me out, I’m gonna let it ou-“
Your lips were pressed against his, your hands on his cheeks.
It took a second until his lips were also moving against yours, his hands wrapping around your waist.
You were kissing him with such relief but also bliss at the same time, and he could tell.
“I hate you. I hate you so much. All this time…,” you whispered against his lips. Heeseung opened his eyes slightly and met yours.
“Noo, don’t cry, please,” he said while smiling at you, trying to wipe your tears away.
“I’m not. Can you please kiss me again?,” you asked with a hint of felicity being visible on your face.
“No need to ask me twice.”
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𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐞
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[…] ᶜᵃˡˡ ᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ⁱⁿ ᵃⁿ ʰᵒᵘʳ | ᴵᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ʰᵒᵐᵉ | ᴼʰ ᵇᵃᵇʸ, ʲᵘˢᵗ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᶜᵉⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶜᵒˡᵒᵍⁿᵉ | ᴸᵉᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉˢᶜᵉⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶜᵒˡᵒᵍⁿᵉ | ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ ʸᵉᵗ | ᴾˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵏⁱˢˢ ᵐʸ ⁿᵉᶜᵏ | ᴸᵉᵗ'ˢ ᵍᵒ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ […]
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genre: angst, fluff
a.n.:
This was a completely random Jay head cannon I came up with today while listening to cologne by beabadoobee. I rlly miss summer so this takes place at a beach area (in summertime obvi). Both characters are full-aged and in their early twenties.
I can only recommend listening to
cologne by beabadoobee
for a better reading experience, it’s based on the song after all!!!
If Jay’s not your bias and you want to read a Jake or Heeseung version, click on their names. ^^
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„You‘re leaving already?“ you asked while letting out a sigh, not wanting to seem too obvious.
„Yeah, my boss‘s gonna scold the hell out of me if I miss my upcoming shift,“ Jay said while slipping into his pants. Great.
You would’ve been lying if you said that you actually had believed he would stay this time. But why couldn’t he just take some time for you once? Was it too much to ask for? Well eventually, he wasn’t the one to be blamed since you both made clear from the very start that you don’t want things to get serious. Having fun was the only intention and you somehow agreed. Were you too naïve? Was it wrong to think that you wouldn’t fall in love with a guy you were going too hook up with on a regular, especially when you knew that he is fully your type?
Most definitely yes.
Strong feelings of sorrow and major disappointment were the only thing left inside of you right now.
“Why…,” you accidentally whispered out too loud.
“Hm? Did you say something beautiful? Didn’t hear you that clearly.”
Beautiful. As if it couldn’t get worse.
You were still covered with his blanket while he was putting on his jacket when you sat upright, lighting up a cigarette.
Your face relaxes, and it feels like a hole of nothingness is in the middle of your body. You're unable to genuinely laugh, cry, and get angry. It's not like you can't feel every emotion, it just makes you feel worn out, and not really feeling like you actually want to feel.
It felt like he was the only thing that was able to fill that constant, emerging void inside of you whenever he’s around, when it actually only got even worse every time he left.
“There’re still leftovers from yesterday, feel free to eat some,” he added.
Jay was the most honest and sweetest person you’ve ever met, always putting everyone else’s needs and demands first, never pointing out anyone’s insecurities or making nasty remarks about them, always radiating positive energy only,
just being the loving and sweet person he always is.
But how come he never showed any signs of liking you back, romantically. You started to hate the way your ‘friendship’ was mainly based on physical attraction and sexual inter course. You were not complaining in any way regarding the fact that you were sleeping with him. Quite the opposite. You loved the way he was making love to you, which is being the reason you actually got so attached to him and his touch. But as soon as you both finish your steamy sessions, everything goes back to normal, normal in an everyone’s going back to their daily life which doesn’t contain the constellation of ‘me and you’ way. Why is it so easy for him not to get attached? You wanted to know so badly.
“Thank you, but I’ll leave soon anyway. Have some work to be done at home.”
“Sure, meet me at the beach later then? Something around 8 pm. Feel like it’s been a while since we actually left the bed together. Dinner’s on me tonight.”
Jay grinned at you expectantly waiting for you to answer.
That crackhead.
You couldn’t help but grin yourself after you pressed your cig into the ashtray:
“ ‘Kay.”
His grin widened before he turned around and left the apartment.
And there you were, laying hopelessly on the bed of the guy you fell head over heals for, not knowing where to start or where to begin. The worst part was that you knew you couldn’t really do anything to handle the whole situation. You were way to scared that he would ditch you, no matter how you would confess. Jay was busy. So busy that he could sleep with you and forget you the other second.
Ugh, oh to be a heartless bitch.
You put on your bra and panties, strolling through his apartment on your way to the bathroom.
It’s been almost 1 year since you got to know him and started hooking up shortly after. Jay is one of your coworkers at your current job as a receptionist, spending one break after the other together in the first few weeks. You were talking about everything which also lead to talking about sex. At first, it was just casual conversations about how both of you don’t really have time for a serious relationship and how boring your sex lives were. One Friday night, after having drunken one tequila shot after the other at one of your workplaces social events, Jay intended to bring you home which also eventually lead to your body being pressed against his while you were moaning out his name every time he thrusted into you.
After this night, and knowing how desperate the two of you were, you both decided on taking it to the next step and being ‘friends with benefits’.
And that’s how you got into his shower, trying to also wash off the feeling of despair, but to no effect.
When you got out of the shower, you tried to find in vain attempt one of your rings, stumbling across a little notation on a small piece of paper. You and Jay were close and you knew he trusted you but you couldn’t help your curiosity but to pick it up and read it:
pralines
flowers?
You heard a sound like a bird flapping its wings in a panic. Maybe it was your heart, for all you know. Have you ever seen a wild bird in a cage, looking for a way out? Well that was how your mind was reacting. You were sitting on the floor of his bedroom. You were lightheaded, and your skin was cold.
Sobbing uncontrollably and hugging your knees, rocking back and forth.
Why? Why were you so stupid. You should’ve known.
So he was probably thinking of her while fucking you.
Perfect.
Your eyes were burning, you clench your jaw so hard it hurted.
It was so obvious the whole time and you didn’t get it.
You were just too blind to see.
He is not the one to blame.
It’s you.
You told each other from the very start that you don’t want things to get serious.
So why…
Why does it hurt so much.
Why?
Weren’t you good enough?
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
You let out a last sob and wiped away the tears.
There was no time to grieve.
Your body felt as heavy as never before when you tried to get up.
You put the little note back to where you’ve found it and took your bag, dragging yourself towards the door.
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You figured that you had to talk to him.
To tell him that your stupid hook ups were over.
You knew that this was the best for you and the only way to move on.
“You came!” he said before going in for a hug.
It just didn’t feel the same anymore.
It felt empty.
So empty that you couldn’t look him in the eyes.
He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and asked,
“Where should we eat? I’m really craving a stake, I hit the gym before coming here.”
“Sure.”
You weren’t hungry anyway.
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After having eaten at one of the many restaurants near the beach, you went for a little night walk.
“Hey,…I was really holding myself from asking this but is everything okay? You don’t seem…like you.”
Jay was giving you a really concerned look but you just couldn’t look at him directly. You were facing the path before you, scanning the ground, noticing every single grain of sand.
A thousand thoughts were rushing through your brain at once but you couldn’t speak out one.
“Did I something wrong this morning? Did I touch you in a weird way or hurt you-“
“I don’t want to sleep with you anymore, Jay.”
You were finally able to meet his eyes as you both stopped walking.
Jay was nervously scanning your face and hoping that this was one of your bad jokes. But nothing.
He gulped.
“What did I do y/n. Please talk to me.”
“Nothing.”
The confusion in his gaze was growing from second to second.
“Do you love someone?” you asked suddenly.
You were starring at him intensely, Jay getting extremely uncomfortable.
“What. What’re you talking about?”
Silence.
“Quit playing, I’m being serious.”
…
“Seriously y/n, I have no clue what you’re referring to,” a nervous chuckle leaving his mouth.
“I was stupid enough to agree on being your fuck toy. But now I’m replacing someone you can’t have? I should’ve known.”
“What.”
Jay’s expression changed completely.
“Who is ‘someone’?”
Your emotions were raging already, why was he acting like a kid.
“Look, I’m not mad at all if you finally found your happiness. But please don’t make me your cheap alternative.”
Silence.
“What?” he repeated.
“Y/n, it’s you.”
What did he say.
There’s no way.
Your heart dropped. Again.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into you and where you got this information from, but I kind of fell for you y/n. I fell so hard, I was scared to tell you. Scared to show you. And here I am. Doing exactly what I was always afraid of. But I guess now that you’re cutting me out, I’m gonna let it ou-“
Your lips were pressed against his, your hands on his cheeks.
It took a second until his lips were also moving against yours, his hands wrapping around your waist.
You were kissing him with such relief but also bliss at the same time, and he could tell.
“I hate you. I hate you so much. All this time…,” you whispered against his lips. Jay opened his eyes slightly and met yours.
“Noo, don’t cry, please,” he said while smiling at you, trying to wipe your tears away.
“I’m not. Can you please kiss me again?,” you asked with a hint of felicity being visible on your face.
“No need to ask me twice.”
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𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐞
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[…] ᶜᵃˡˡ ᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ⁱⁿ ᵃⁿ ʰᵒᵘʳ | ᴵᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ʰᵒᵐᵉ | ᴼʰ ᵇᵃᵇʸ, ʲᵘˢᵗ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᶜᵉⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶜᵒˡᵒᵍⁿᵉ | ᴸᵉᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉˢᶜᵉⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶜᵒˡᵒᵍⁿᵉ | ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ ʸᵉᵗ | ᴾˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵏⁱˢˢ ᵐʸ ⁿᵉᶜᵏ | ᴸᵉᵗ'ˢ ᵍᵒ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ […]
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genre: angst, fluff
a.n.:
This was a completely random Jake head cannon I came up with today while listening to cologne by beabadoobee. I rlly miss summer so this takes place at a beach area (in summertime obvi). Both characters are full-aged and in their early twenties.
I can only recommend listening to
cologne by beabadoobee
for a better reading experience, it’s based on the song after all!!!
If Jake’s not your bias and you want to read a Jay or Heeseung version, click on their names. ^^
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„You‘re leaving already?“ you asked while letting out a sigh, not wanting to seem too obvious.
„Yeah, my boss‘s gonna scold the hell out of me if I miss my upcoming shift,“ Jake said while slipping into his pants. Great.
You would’ve been lying if you said that you actually had believed he would stay this time. But why couldn’t he just take some time for you once? Was it too much to ask for? Well eventually, he wasn’t the one to be blamed since you both made clear from the very start that you don’t want things to get serious. Having fun was the only intention and you somehow agreed. Were you too naïve? Was it wrong to think that you wouldn’t fall in love with a guy you were going too hook up with on a regular, especially when you knew that he is fully your type?
Most definitely yes.
Strong feelings of sorrow and major disappointment were the only thing left inside of you right now.
“Why…,” you accidentally whispered out too loud.
“Hm? Did you say something beautiful? Didn’t hear you that clearly.”
Beautiful. As if it couldn’t get worse.
You were still covered with his blanket while he was putting on his jacket when you sat upright, lighting up a cigarette.
Your face relaxes, and it feels like a hole of nothingness is in the middle of your body. You're unable to genuinely laugh, cry, and get angry. It's not like you can't feel every emotion, it just makes you feel worn out, and not really feeling like you actually want to feel.
It felt like he was the only thing that was able to fill that constant, emerging void inside of you whenever he’s around, when it actually only got even worse every time he left.
“There’re still leftovers from yesterday, feel free to eat some,” he added.
Jake was the most honest and sweetest person you’ve ever met, always putting everyone else’s needs and demands first, never pointing out anyone’s insecurities or making nasty remarks about them, always radiating positive energy only,
just being the loving and sweet person he always is.
But how come he never showed any signs of liking you back, romantically. You started to hate the way your ‘friendship’ was mainly based on physical attraction and sexual inter course. You were not complaining in any way regarding the fact that you were sleeping with him. Quite the opposite. You loved the way he was making love to you, which is being the reason you actually got so attached to him and his touch. But as soon as you both finish your steamy sessions, everything goes back to normal, normal in an everyone’s going back to their daily life which doesn’t contain the constellation of ‘me and you’ way. Why is it so easy for him not to get attached? You wanted to know so badly.
“Thank you, but I’ll leave soon anyway. Have some work to be done at home.”
“Sure, meet me at the beach later then? Something around 8 pm. Feel like it’s been a while since we actually left the bed together. Dinner’s on me tonight.”
Jake grinned at you expectantly waiting for you to answer.
That crackhead.
You couldn’t help but grin yourself after you pressed your cig into the ashtray:
“ ‘Kay.”
His grin widened before he turned around and left the apartment.
And there you were, laying hopelessly on the bed of the guy you fell head over heals for, not knowing where to start or where to begin. The worst part was that you knew you couldn’t really do anything to handle the whole situation. You were way to scared that he would ditch you, no matter how you would confess. Jake was busy. So busy that he could sleep with you and forget you the other second.
Ugh, oh to be a heartless bitch.
You put on your bra and panties, strolling through his apartment on your way to the bathroom.
It’s been almost 1 year since you got to know him and started hooking up shortly after. Jake is one of your coworkers at your current job as a receptionist, spending one break after the other together in the first few weeks. You were talking about everything which also lead to talking about sex. At first, it was just casual conversations about how both of you don’t really have time for a serious relationship and how boring your sex lives were. One Friday night, after having drunken one tequila shot after the other at one of your workplaces social events, Jake intended to bring you home which also eventually lead to your body being pressed against his while you were moaning out his name every time he thrusted into you.
After this night, and knowing how desperate the two of you were, you both decided on taking it to the next step and being ‘friends with benefits’.
And that’s how you got into his shower, trying to also wash off the feeling of despair, but to no effect.
When you got out of the shower, you tried to find in vain attempt one of your rings, stumbling across a little notation on a small piece of paper. You and Jake were close and you knew he trusted you but you couldn’t help your curiosity but to pick it up and read it:
pralines
flowers?
You heard a sound like a bird flapping its wings in a panic. Maybe it was your heart, for all you know. Have you ever seen a wild bird in a cage, looking for a way out? Well that was how your mind was reacting. You were sitting on the floor of his bedroom. You were lightheaded, and your skin was cold.
Sobbing uncontrollably and hugging your knees, rocking back and forth.
Why? Why were you so stupid. You should’ve known.
So he was probably thinking of her while fucking you.
Perfect.
Your eyes were burning, you clench your jaw so hard it hurted.
It was so obvious the whole time and you didn’t get it.
You were just too blind to see.
He is not the one to blame.
It’s you.
You told each other from the very start that you don’t want things to get serious.
So why…
Why does it hurt so much.
Why?
Weren’t you good enough?
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
why.
You let out a last sob and wiped away the tears.
There was no time to grieve.
Your body felt as heavy as never before when you tried to get up.
You put the little note back to where you’ve found it and took your bag, dragging yourself towards the door.
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You figured that you had to talk to him.
To tell him that your stupid hook ups were over.
You knew that this was the best for you and the only way to move on.
“You came!” he said before going in for a hug.
It just didn’t feel the same anymore.
It felt empty.
So empty that you couldn’t look him in the eyes.
He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and asked,
“Where should we eat? I’m really craving a stake, I hit the gym before coming here.”
“Sure.”
You weren’t hungry anyway.
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After having eaten at one of the many restaurants near the beach, you went for a little night walk.
“Hey,…I was really holding myself from asking this but is everything okay? You don’t seem…like you.”
Jake was giving you a really concerned look but you just couldn’t look at him directly. You were facing the path before you, scanning the ground, noticing every single grain of sand.
A thousand thoughts were rushing through your brain at once but you couldn’t speak out one.
“Did I something wrong this morning? Did I touch you in a weird way or hurt you-“
“I don’t want to sleep with you anymore, Jake.”
You were finally able to meet his eyes as you both stopped walking.
Jake was nervously scanning your face and hoping that this was one of your bad jokes. But nothing.
He gulped.
“What did I do y/n. Please talk to me.”
“Nothing.”
The confusion in his gaze was growing from second to second.
“Do you love someone?” you asked suddenly.
You were starring at him intensely, Jake getting extremely uncomfortable.
“What. What’re you talking about?”
Silence.
“Quit playing, I’m being serious.”
…
“Seriously y/n, I have no clue what you’re referring to,” a nervous chuckle leaving his mouth.
“I was stupid enough to agree on being your fuck toy. But now I’m replacing someone you can’t have? I should’ve known.”
“What.”
Jake’s expression changed completely.
“Who is ‘someone’?”
Your emotions were raging already, why was he acting like a kid.
“Look, I’m not mad at all if you finally found your happiness. But please don’t make me your cheap alternative.”
Silence.
“What?” he repeated.
“Y/n, it’s you.”
What did he say.
There’s no way.
Your heart dropped. Again.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into you and where you got this information from, but I kind of fell for you y/n. I fell so hard, I was scared to tell you. Scared to show you. And here I am. Doing exactly what I was always afraid of. But I guess now that you’re cutting me out, I’m gonna let it ou-“
Your lips were pressed against his, your hands on his cheeks.
It took a second until his lips were also moving against yours, his hands wrapping around your waist.
You were kissing him with such relief but also bliss at the same time, and he could tell.
“I hate you. I hate you so much. All this time…,” you whispered against his lips. Jake opened his eyes slightly and met yours.
“Noo, don’t cry, please,” he said while smiling at you, trying to wipe your tears away.
“I’m not. Can you please kiss me again?,” you asked with a hint of felicity being visible on your face.
“No need to ask me twice.”
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𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧’(ʟᴇᴇ ʜᴇᴇꜱᴇᴜɴɢ)
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genre: fluff, smut
words: 2k
warnings: cussing, smut, mentions and consume of alcohol
a.n.:
so I saw this edit:
https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMFLDuKtH/
and when I tell y‘all I RAAN to my notes app.
I wrote this while listening to the morning by The Weeknd (same song in the edit) which the title is also based on, I can only recommend listening to this while reading for a better reading experience.
Enjoy ^^
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“fuck…,” you cursed to yourself while looking at your phone, taking a while to realize how late it already was due to the people moving their their way through the crowds of the roof terrace club, often pushing you on accident.
You were wearing one of the many expensive dresses you owned, the dress barely covering your legs, neither your cleavage, your hair perfectly falling to your shoulders.
Not only your clothes were expensive,
your perfume, jewelry, make up and heels were also all expensive as hell.
After all you weren’t wearing ordinary things for a reason.
Your dad was an extremely wealthy business man, you being his only daughter not making it better.
You always got everything you wanted.
No matter its price, your dad would buy you everything.
He was also eventually the reason you were able to attend such an event. There were also almost only rich people around, some of them having taken non-wealthy friends with them. But there were just a few.
He was right. Your boyfriend is not that much of a party animal and most of all not rich. It happened too often that whenever you tried to drag him to one of your rich-events, you couldn‘t convince him to accompany you. And even when he did, you could feel him getting more and more tense through-out the night.
Don‘t get me wrong, Heeseung is not socially awkward at all.
Quite the opposite, a part of you also fell for his confidence, not being able to hold yourself back sometimes because of the way he would speak only.
Heeseung would NEVER brag about something to anyone or even try to be intimidating.
It was just that he didn‘t feel right whenever he entered one of those events and you could always see the regret in his eyes.
Sometimes you were sure he was maybe even questioning your relationship, not feeling “rich enough” for you and bearing the fear of not being able to spoil you the way you would maybe want to be with him.
But that was exactly the reason you loved him so much.
You were used to people buying you things in order to make you happy. But when it came to your boyfriend, he’d always make you feel special in his own ways which were driving you crazy.
God, were you in love with him.
But that didn’t change the fact that it was already past midnight and you were still drinking even though you promised Heeseung to be already at home at this hour.
In fact, he didn’t mention anything about wanting you to arrive at home at a certain hour. You just felt bad for leaving him alone on a Friday night, though he told you to go, you still said that you won’t be staying long.
You frantically opened your contact list, as you would normally call your uber.
But as you were already sipping on your third drink, you accidentally called Heeseung without actually realizing.
You quickly ran into the restroom, waiting for your conversational partner to answer, only realizing who you’ve actually called after hearing a tired
“You okay?”
Oh.
“Heeseung?” you said, still trying to register what just happened.
“are you drunk?” he asked, a small chuckle being audible right after.
“hmm, maybe…”
“you’re still there, aren’t you?”
Was he worried? Heeseung always had a 100% trust in you, otherwise he would’ve said something multiple times about your outfits.
Instead, he’d often scan your body, pulling you into his arms, telling you that he can’t wait to ruin you as soon as you get home when wanting to leave.
“why? miss me?” you asked teasingly.
“always”
You could feel the silly butterflies in your stomach even though you were drunk.
See?
“Should I pick you up?”
you hesitated for a few seconds, knowing that he was probably tired and already laying in bed.
But in the end the night was still young and you agreed.
“‘Kay”
“Address, honey,” he said after you went silent for a short while, his grin being audible through the phone.
“Right,” you quickly said, telling him were exactly you were.
“Stay inside the building, I’ll be there soon,” you heard him say while also hearing the sounds of his jacket and keys.
“mhm… bye Heeseung,” you said while grinning, being curious about what the rest of your night would look like.
“Bye, y/n, I love you”
“Love you too,” you finally said before hanging up.
You put your phone back into your purse and bit your lip looking up at your reflection while fixing your hair.
…
you were already standing in the huge lobby of the ground floor, having your coat already placed on your shoulders, waiting for Heeseung to arrive.
Your surroundings wouldn’t stop spinning, so you were leaning against a pillar, needing support so you won’t collapse onto the ground, the glances from the employees not making it better.
You weren’t too far away from the huge entry, the current conversations there not passing you unnoticed.
You flinched when you suddenly heard your boyfriend’s voice and he wasn’t clearly talking to himself.
“I’m sorry to disappoint you sir but the entry to this hotel is allowed for guests and owners only”
You drastically ran towards your boyfriend and hugged him tightly.
“Heeseung, finally!”
“He belongs to me, please be nicer to your “guests” and don’t let them wait outside in the chill,” you said as they both kept looking at you pretty confusedly.
You would’ve never said that if you weren’t already intoxicated, Heeseung slowly starting to grin again.
“I’m sorry ma’am, that was thoughtless of me. Have a safe ride home,”
“Au revoir!” you said before intertwining your boyfriend’s hand into yours and leaving the building to where his car was parked.
“Did you have fun?” Heeseung asked, looking down at you.
“Yes. But it would’ve been even better if you would’ve attended Hee,” you answered while looking up at him with puppy eyes.
God where you embarrassing.
Heeseung only chuckled.
“You’re cute, being all tipsy like that. How much did you drink?”
“Hmmm, let me count”
You were looking down at your free hand, trying to figure out how many you had.
“This much,” you held up three fingers grinning widely at Heeseung which made him chuckle even more.
“God, y/n. I thought we could maybe have a nice fuck session and while away the night…but I don’t know if this is still possible with you being all drunk like this”
“Nooooo, the reason I wanted to get home earlier was the same one. Please Hee, I still want you,” you said with puppy eyes again, your hand this time slowly stroking his manhood.
He quickly put your hand away and nervously scanned the area as you were already in the parking lot.
“Y/n!!! Not in public, holy shit”
“Why???”
“Get in the car” he said while holding the door already open.
You held the eye contact with him, pretending to be mad, both of you not being able to stop grinning.
…
When you arrived at Heeseung’s apartment, no one was there, the smell of fresh ramyeoun filling your nose.
“Did you cook??”
“I know you’re hungry baby, help yourself”
“Ugh, I love you, do you know that”
“You do?,” he asked teasingly before you slapped his shoulder.
You quickly got in, throwing you heels into a corner.
“Mh, you know, no matter how much I’m stuffing into my mouth right now, Mh, I’m still starving for something else,” you said, mouth full.
Heeseung grinned at your silly attempt to flirt and stood up.
“I’m gonna jump into the shower real quick, I’ll be right back”
You only smiled at him widely as your mouth was still full.
…
You had already taken off everything, being in your laced underwear only.
His appartement was always hot as hell and you werr already getting used to it as you were doing this from time to time.
You were laying on Hee’s bed, singing to yourself while waiting for him to finish his quick shower.
When he finally came out, you could feel the heat between your legs slowly growing.
You bit your lip and watched him drying his hair with a towel, another being wrapped around his torso.
You grew more impatient from second to second and you couldn’t resist it anymore.
Just as Heeseung was applying some kind of night creme you sighed.
“Ugh, can we please get to fucking, I’ve been waiting for almost 15 minutes now…”
Heeseung grinned at your boldness and closed the little tube.
“Sure you can take it?,” he asked teasingly, as he was hovering above you, his bulge already being pressed onto your core.
“Hee..please,” you sighed as your lips were almost touching, to the point where you could already feel his breath fanning against your mouth.
“Be quiet, or do you want Jake to hear?” he asked before pressing his lips onto yours.
Your eyes shot open and you parted yourself from him.
“Jake is here??!!” you almost shouted, Heeseung being quick to cover your mouth with his large hand.
“Shhhh. Of course dummy, it’s almost 2 am, he’s sleeping in his room”
You had no idea his roommate was there, you just didn’t realize that Jake would be sleeping at this hour cause you weren’t even looking at the clock anymore.
“He could’ve easily seen me. laying here. like this”
He chuckled.
“He won’t come in sweetheart, just be careful to not wake him up”
You probably wouldn’t have agreed to this in the first place but you were so desperate already, you quickly leaned in and connected his lips with yours again, your legs wrapping tightly around his torso.
Both of you were quick to start grinding each other’s cores with each other, to the point where your little whimpers where already filling the room.
You desperately started rubbing his bulge with your hands, quickly pushing the wet towel away. Heeseung felt you moving your panties aside, wanting to take him immedietely,
“No foreplay? Holy shit, how long have you been waiting?”
“The whole day, now please...”
He grinned and leaned down again, kissing you pationately.
...
When you woke up, feeling Heeseung’s naked body hugging you from behind, your heart dropped.
You barely remembered anything that happened later on in bed, the only thing you remebered being that you didn’t use a condom.
Which wasn’t bad, honestly, you were on birth control.
But you hated the idea of not remebering a love act with your beloved boyfriend.
“overthinking?” Heeseung suddenly whispered tiredely.
You turned around to face him directly, being quiet at first.
He smiled at you and started brushing some hair strands out of your face.
“Was I...okay?” you aked, unsure of what tp think.
“You were going wild, for sure,” he said which made you gulp nervously.
“But don’t worry, it was great”
You smiled at him softly and leaned in for a kiss when you suddenly heard someone.
“Jesus Christ-”
Jake.
He quickly closed the door again and shouted,
“Sorry!”
Both you and Heeseung started giggling at the situation when Heeseung said,
“I love you so fucking much y/n. Please always remember that”
You were melting at his words.
“Aw, Hee baby, I will. I love you too”
“round 5?” Heeseung asked before you frowned.
“Four times!? And I can’t remember one-”
“I’ll make you remember it this time baby~”
...
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female reader x Jay,
female reader x Jake
❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀
a.n.: This one’s a bit longer than the first one, I know >.<. But we’re now actually getting into the plot!!
If you haven’t read part 1, make sure to do so !
Also, don’t mind the spelling mistakes, I’m always in a rush when writing…
Enjoy <3
warnings: smut, angst (NSFW, minors DNI)
❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀
‘This one‘s way too tight..,’ you thought looking at your reflection while posing.
Why was it so hard to decide what to wear when it was a normal college party?
You sighed, taking your phone into your hands and calling Jay.
He quickly answered the call, looking pretty confused because of the way you face palmed your face.
“What?” he asked, a little smirk plastered on his face.
“Tired already?” he added while placing his phone on the table.
It was already past 8 pm and you were still struggling with your outfit.
“Lemme see,” he said putting his pencil away and leaning closer against his phone, his smirk now wider than before.
You couldn’t hide the little smile forming itself on your face and so, you placed your phone on the little dresser right next to your bed.
You made a few steps back, turning around a few times while looking completely demotivated.
“So?” was the first thing you said after you had called him.
He didn’t say anything for a second, leaning back and pulling his glasses up.
He crossed his arms and said, ”Can I see the other option?”
You sighed and strolled towards your phone, Jay smirking again.
“Why’re you grinning like that?? It’s really irritating..,” you asked, his grin growing even bigger.
“Am I?” he asked, seemingly trying to tease you.
But he was quickly interrupted by the little notification that pops up every time you’d take a screenshot.
“You lil…,” was all that followed, his smirk still not fading away.
You smiled at your screen and turned your phone away so that you could change.
“Hurry, I still have a lot of work to finish,” you heard him say.
“Well…I was actually about to ask if you could drive me home later. 1-2 am probably. I don’t wanna drive all alone that late”
“Depends. I probably won’t be able to be there before 2 am. Is that okay? If not, I can still-“
“It’s okay Jay,” you interrupted, showing him your other outfit.
“Damn, I like that one”
“Shut up, I’m blushing,” you said while crossing your arms.
“No really, you should definitely wear that one. But don’t catch a cold please, we’re in the middle of test paper period, remember”
“Yes daddy, don’t worry,” you said while mimicking a little child.
He looked at you a bit stunned, a grin still plastered on his face.
“Stop being awkward y/n”
“Stop acting humble, when you’re actually humiliating as fuck Jay”
You both started laughing and after a few minutes he said, “Remember,-”
“Call me if something’s wrong, I know,” you mimicked him.
“Kay…Bye! And don’t drink too much, or else, everyone’s gonna see what a little mess you turn into when you’re drunk,”
“JAY. ENOUGH,” was all you said after hanging up, packing a few little things into your purse before you left.
…
“TEQUILA! I SAID TEQUILA!”
You had to shout due to the loud music playing, your head already hurting from all the alcohol.
“WE DON’T HAVE THAT ANYMORE, SORRY,” the guy managing the bar counter said.
“Ugh, fuck it”, you mumbled, strolling towards the restrooms.
You entered one of them, squinting your eyes because of the bright light.
“Are you kidding me? Jake Shim? If I only knew it was his’,” you kept mumbling holding onto your forehead with one hand, your other leaning against the sink.
You could still hear the music from outside the restroom, the ground firmly beating with it.
You couldn’t lie, you were definitely drunk, not being able to think clearly, no matter how hard you tried.
The only thing you could think of right now was your bed. You were really hoping that you could find the way out to the parking spot where Jay would wait for you in an hour.
Just as you were about to lean down and drink some water in order to sober up a little, you heard someone flushing the toilet and coming out of the stall.
“Y/n, what a coincidence!!” you heard them say.
Even though you were intoxicated as hell your body froze at the sound, slowly raising yourself again, just to see him coming towards the sink you were standing in front of.
“There’s enough space Jake, use the other one,” you said while stepping back a bit, crossing your arms and waiting for him to finish.
“Woah, respectfully, I organized this whole thing Madame and ,also, what’re you doing in the men’s restroom? Some kind of fetish I should know about?” he looked up at your reflection, that little smirk of his’ letting a little feeling of shame overcome you.
“Oh,” you said, pretending to be unbothered about the fact that you were using the wrong restroom.
You were drunk, of course, but still you could feel the cringe overcoming you.
“I’m..gonna leav-“
“Wowowow, wait,” he said, slowly approaching you.
He came closer than you thought he would and so, you tried to make a few steps backwards, quickly noticing that the wall was right behind you.
You swallowed hard, hoping that nothing regrettable would happen.
He didn’t stop smirking, eyeing you up and down when only centimeters where left until his body would come in touch with yours.
He locked his eyes with yours, his grin growing even wider.
“I think we gotta fix something here, don’t you think?” he said, his gaze not leaving your eyes.
His hand slowly gripped onto the one side of the thin fabric of your neckline cutout, pulling it a bit up again.
After doing that, he placed his hand on your right cheek, brushing a few strands of hair behind your ear, leaning against your other and whispering, “Thank you,” while slowly caressing your cheek.
You felt your whole body shiver at these sensations, staring even more when he finally leaned back, smiling at you.
Was he actually expecting you to thank him??
He came a little closer, his body now firmly pressing against yours.
You could feel his slightly toned muscles pressing against your upper body, a mixture of lust and delight going through your body.
He teasingly leaned slowly in, almost touching your lips when he whispered, “As you didn’t want to answer my question yesterday, I’m gonna answer it. I missed you y/n, a lot to be honest”
That was enough to drive you over the edge and so, you closed the little space between the two of you.
The kiss was growing more intense by ever second, you could feel his hand on your waist, pulling you even closer against his body. You quickly put your hands and eventually your arms around his neck, his hands wandering further down your body.
And there it was. You could feel his erection growing against your lower belly. The pleasure growing inside of you, you tried wrapping one of your legs around his lower body.
“I got you baby,” he whispered, locking the door which was not far away from where you two were standing.
He continued on kissing you passionately, his hand brushing against the thin fabric of your lingerie. You automatically started moving a bit, trying to recreate the motion of his hands you were craving for so badly at that moment.
You could feel him grinning into the kiss again, his lips leaving yours, tracing small kissed down your neck, leaving marks, his hand not leaving your core. You started whining under his touch, craving for even more when you started unbuckling his belt, reaching into his boxers. You started stroking it up and down, Jake pulling his pants and boxers further down from the front, allowing you more access to his hard member pressing against his lower belly, motioning it to your core.
You didn’t hesitate for a second, moving your lingerie to the side with your other hand, guiding his hardness onto your entrance. You both looked at each other for a few seconds, Jake putting it all in with one stroke. You squeaked at the sensation, knowingly having forgot to look at it because of the rush.
He stopped, waiting for any kind of reaction so that he could keep going.
You wrapped your legs around his lower body, Jake automatically lifting you up at your butt.
He slowly started moving while kissing your neck again. You started moaning under his touch and so he kept going.
But when you started moaning his name, it drove him over the edge.
He went even faster and deeper than before, hitting your cervix from the perfect spot.
You felt him breathing harshly against your neck, his one hand finding your clit.
Your moans got even louder and you felt your climax approaching.
After only five minutes you started clenching around his cock, being nothing else than a moaning mess.
It was more than enough to also drive him over the edge, both your moans filling the room.
“Fuck…,” was the only thing he moaned after slowly pulling out of you, his cum dripping down your thighs.
He put you back onto your feet again, still holding onto your waist, laying his head against your shoulder while heavy breathing.
You could feel your whole surroundings spinning due to the high amount of alcohol in your blood and now orgasm.
He quickly took a look at the mess he had made, grinning against your décolleté.
He brushed through your hair with his fingers, giving you a soft kiss on your cheek.
“JAKE WTF? BRO YOU’RE STILL IN THERE?!” you heard someone aggressively knocking against the door.
“GIMME A SECOND!” he shouted back, your eyes still half closed.
He rushed to one of the few cabins, coming back with a bunch of toilet paper, kneeling down in order to wipe the mess off he has done.
“I can clean up on my own,” you said in a serious tone.
He quickly raised himself up again looking at you a bit concerned, the doorknob turning again.
“Are you sure I-“
“Leave,” you said unconsciously.
He hesitated for a second, pulling your phone out which was hanging out your outer purse’s pocket.
It seemed like he had typed in his number, pressing it back into your hands after.
“You’re one of a kind y/n, call me!” was the last thing you heard before he opened the door and left.
And suddenly you felt empty.
Why?
Why?
Why.
You sank down onto the ground, your thighs and core still full with cum.
But you couldn’t move.
Everything suddenly felt so wrong.
You really wanted to move and stop acting to dramatic but suddenly you felt sleepy, the beating ground not making it better. You felt your eyes slowly closing, every little sound around you slowly fading away.
…
*phone ringing*
You slowly opened your eyes, realizing that your phone was ringing for the, at least, 8th time in a row.
You sighed and picked up.
“WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!! HELLO?!”
Jay.
“I don’t know,” was all you could say.
“PLEASE JUST TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE, I’VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR AN HOUR NOW”
It was clearly audible that he was also at the same party, the same music blasting through your phone.
“ONE WORD, PLEASE, I’M BEGGING”
“men’s…men’s restroom”
You could still hear the music through your phone but Jay said nothing, instead, he hung up after a few seconds.
It didn’t even take a minute until the door shot open, a concerned Jay coming in and freezing at the sight.
He was seemingly speechless but he quickly rushed towards you, kneeling between your legs and taking your face into his hands.
“Hey, it’s okay, I’m here”
He took you into a hug, stroking your head.
You could’ve cried right on the spot. But not now. Even though you hadn’t sobered up yet, you couldn’t handle the thought of making Jay even more concerned and confused than he already was.
He looked down onto your hand, taking the toilet paper and slowly cleaning you up.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” he said.
He quickly helped you up after, pulling your dress down a bit.
“What in God’s name did you drink…,” he mumbled before opening the door and somehow dragging you through the crowds.
When you were finally outside, he reached behind your knees, the other hand supporting your back.
He carried you into his Cabrio, making sure you were comfortable.
…
After reaching your dorm, he helped you with taking off your heels and drinking some water.
But as you were still extremely tired and drunk, you let yourself down onto your bed.
Just as he was about to remove your little purse, something small fell out.
He picked it up and looked at if for a few seconds.
It was a ring.
Clearly a male’s one.
He sighed and put both your purse and ring into your drawyer but when he rose himself from your bed wanting to leave, he felt your hand holding onto his jacket.
“Don’t go. Please,” you said, your eyes slightly opened, begging for him to say.
He hesitated for a second but then took his shoes off, slowly getting into your bed and hugging you.
He started caressing your head again, something that Jay always did when wanting to comfort you.
You grab onto his jacket, pulling your face against his chest.
And then it happened.
You couldn’t hold it back.
You started sobbing against his shirt, your body shivering.
“Shhh, it’s okay…,” he whispered as he kept on caressing on your head.
“Just close your eyes and forget about it”
…
.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙ 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 *̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ (𝐩𝐭.𝟏)
female reader x Jay,
female reader x Jake
❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀
contains: smut, fluff, angst (college au)
a.n.: Guys, this is my first time writing a sequel, so I’m very excited and I rlly hope you like it !!! >.<
Also, this is gonna be a love triangle between y/n, Jake and Jay, so this is gonna be a Jake and Jay fanfic at the same time! But I’m not gonna say who she’s gonna end up with…don’t be sad pls if it didn’t end the way you wanted it to. (There’ll be smut and fluff with both of em separate, dw !! )
I also don’t know how many parts I’m gonna write but I guess it’s gonna be between 3-6, idk yet.
Anyways, enjoy <3
❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚❃ུ۪ ❀
“What if I fail…” you said, looking up at Jay who was leaning back, both his AirPods in his ears.
He immediately took one out, leaning a bit forward just so he could look down at you, your look saying nothing but worry.
You were laying on Jay’s lap on one of many benches that could be found on the big campus of your current music and arts college, the two of you were attending to.
“Are you kidding? I thought we talked about that a thousand times,”
he said, furrowing his brows.
You said nothing, but instead, you stared into the big treetop of one of many Dogwood Trees which was towering over the little bench both of you were sitting on.
They are beautiful, you thought, changing nothing about the fact that your head was already hurting because of all the worry concerning your music class. Though you really loved music, you just didn’t have any talent when it came to actually coming up with something new.
Your majors were all about arts but you unfortunately had to take a music subject as a minor in order to have enough hours on your schedule.
Jay was already leaned back again, still looking at you and waiting for an answer.
“I offered you my help a thousand times sweetheart, either you take it or not. Stop making things so complicated,” he said, talking in a more ironic tone.
You raised your head a bit, only to turn it a bit to the side and lay it back down again. You started staring at him intensely, almost making him nervous.
Jay cleared his throat and asked, “maybe I should get us some food, what’d ya want, hm?”
You bit your lip while rolling your eyes.
“You decide,” you said, getting up, Jay smirking at you.
Your eyes followed him, a little smile plastered on your face.
You really liked him.
As your best friend of course.
The two of you met back then in high school, when he had bumped into you at the graduation ceremony, causing your whole outfit to be covered in wine.
Even though he hadn’t been attending your school back then and was only someone else’s friend, you both quickly got along perfectly and sooner or later you even applied to the same college.
It was your 4th semester now and everything went well so far, except for your music exams. You hated it.
And the worst thing was that they got even worse every semester.
You sighed, taking your sketching pad out of your back, wanting to put these negative thoughts about your final exams away.
Just as you were about to continue sketching on your recent sketch,
someone sat beside you, pressing their whole body pretty close to yours.
“Very impressive! Y/n, right?”
You looked up at the, now, clearly male person.
Jake.
A disgusted look was all you gave him because you hated the way he always tried to get along with everyone, no matter what it would take.
After nodding a few times because of your sketch, he locked his eyes with yours, smirking and asking, “What? You didn’t miss me?”
You hesitated for while, the fact that he was only centimeters away distracting you, turning away and saying, “What’d ya want Jake?”
“I dunno. I just thought that you could maybe help me out with something”
You looked at him again, furrowing your brows and thinking about what he might need.
“As you might know, I’m reaaally bad at drawing and sketching in general. And as I’m the complete opposite of you, I was wondering if you could maybe help me out with all these seminars and in return, I’ll help you with your music ones”
You look at him again for while, a wide grin plastered on his face.
“C’mon y/n,” he said, coming even closer when suddenly someone yelled,
“Piss off Shim!”
Jay was about to approach him, even though he had some bags of food in his hands, willing to drop them if he had to.
Jake smirks at you and gets up, making a few steps backwards while saying, “Think about it!”
Just after he jogged away, Jay let himself down on the bench again, cursing about what just happened.
“That little bastard, what did he want?”
“I dunno, I guess he wanted some help for his current drawing project”
“Tss, why doesn’t he ask one of his hoes?”
“Jay!” you said after letting out a chuckle, “It’s okay, I swear,” he looked at you, laughing as well.
“Sorry, it’s just that I can’t stand him, ya know?”
“Same goes for me,” you said thinking about him again.
Unlike Jay, Jake was actually in the same high school you were in.
He was always the popular guy, seeking for attention anytime he could and he still was.
Only difference being that the two of you were a couple.
Nothing serious to be honest.
It didn’t even last a month after ‘it’ was over.
It was a bet to be exact.
You had a really long lasting and bad crush on him back then and no one knew, until one of your friends back then told it everyone so almost the whole school knew.
Jake and his friends took it as a game to bet if he’d actually be able to sleep with you within a week.
Did it happen?
-No.
Did you want it to happen?
-Yes.
Bad thing for him and his friends was that they had a bad reputation when it came to girls, and so, you kind of knew what he wanted when he suddenly approached you out of nowhere after everyone knew you had a crush on him.
Thus, he was always very close to achieving his goal but you always backed up and came up with an other excuse that could possibly prevent him from actually having sex with you.
He ended things after that one month and so, you never really talked again.
And that’s basically how the story ended - that you didn’t even tell Jay about - so why was he acting as if nothing happened only three years later? And why did he even have to attend to the exact same university you were attending to?
‘That’s…not important,’ you thought to yourself, opening the little bag of crisps Jay just gave you after coming back to reality.
“Are you sure you’re not going tonight?”
“Nah, still got a lot of work I gotta finish. But what about you? Are you actually attending that shit? I don’t know you like this y/n”
“Like what?” you asked on purpose.
“You hate partying, especially when it comes to college parties. So why’re you going?”
He was right. You hated it but you just needed some…,
“…distraction,” you said.
Jay was silent for a second, seemingly thinking about it.
“It’s okay. Just call me if something’s wrong or if you need a ride home”
“Of course I will!” you said while pushing his shoulder away, a wide grin now plastered on his face.
You couldn’t lie, you were a bit excited and curious about what would happen tonight, but then again you also didn’t like the thought of going alone and you weren’t really in the mood for actually partying and drinking alcohol.
“Never mind,” you said while sighing and laying your head on Jay’s shoulder.
He abruptly stopped eating and looked at you, “What?” his mouth audibly full with food.
You did nothing but smiling and coming a bit closer to his shoulder, Jay continuing on eating with a hint of confusion on his face.
It will be fun.
It has to be.
…
𝕕𝕠𝕟‘𝕥 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕞𝕪 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 <𝟛
summary:
Friday night. You were putting on the little gifts your boyfriend had sent to your office that morning. You were more than excited for where he wanted to take you this time but there was one thing you were uncertain about. Even though you were so in love with him, you just couldn’t say it to him face to face…
song recommendations:
-My love is right (Mashup)
-love talk - WayV
!smut warning!
3.2k words
You were admiring yourself in the mirror of your workplace’s restroom.
You quickly squeezed your working clothes into your purse before fixing your hair and makeup a bit.
But before leaving you stared at your reflection in the mirror and bit your lip while smiling.
“I’ve fallen hard for you, haven’t I…”but you were quickly taken out of your trance because of the woman who just barged in, eyeing you up and down while walking past you.
You clear your throat and quickly leave the restroom, checking your phone while heading to the big entrance to make it less awkward when walking past all your other co-workers.
You knew exactly how expensive your high-heels and dress both looked and so your outfit.
And so did nearly everyone know why you were wearing them.
Just as you were walking through the point of entry, wanting to take a taxi at the main street, you saw a car reducing its speed, driving right next to you.
It was already past 9 pm at that moment so you quickly flinched while turning around only to face him.
“Did I scare you baby?” he said with that charming smile of his plastered on his beautiful face.
You sigh in relief shaking your head ironically while getting into his black Cabrio, his eyes not leaving you while you did so.
“You look beautiful, do you know that?” he said while still looking at you, being so in love with you that he just couldn’t take his eyes off of you.
“Hello Chris” you said while leaning in for a kiss, finally being able to feel what you were craving for the whole day.
Even though you saw each other just 24 hours ago the last time, you kissed as if the world was depending on it.
“It was a long day, huh?” he asked while zooming past some of New York’s biggest buildings.
“Even longer after opening that gift of yours. Y ou could‘ve at least sent it to my office a few hours later hun“
“You know I don’t have any influence on when it would’ve been delivered to you y/n? I just wanted to make you sure that you get it after all.”
He was right. Of course he was. He always was.
You turned your head a bit to the side, your gaze not leaving him for a couple seconds.
A smirk started forming itself on his face, still focused on the road.
As you turned away in shame, completely forgetting that he could of course still see you in the corner of his eye, you felt his hand slowly gripping your thigh and brushing slowly up and down.
It was impossible to put into words how that man made you feel.
Even though you had so many relationships and one night stands before him it just felt different.
His slightest touch made you shiver and feel goosebumps all over your body craving for even more every single time.
…
“Wait…but that’s not your suite, Chris what’s going on?” You asked being half drunk from all the drinks he had bought you that night.
Though he wasn’t sober either, he could still behave himself.
“Told you we’re gonna stay the night at a special hotel babe”
He did tell you that. At least 3 times.
“Ohh, you’re right” you said while chuckling and taking off your high heels.
“That waitress was obviously trying to get your number, Chris, even though I was sitting right in front of you…”
“I know” he said while taking off his blazer, staring at the way you rolled over the king sized bed, your panties being perfectly visible in that position.
“You knew?” you asked amazed freezing at his words.
“Of course I did”
“But…”
“What? You were scared that I might get it and actually flirt with her?” he said while laughing raising one eyebrow in amusement.
“No…it’s just that you…”
Not even ten seconds later he was hovering over you, catching your gaze.
He raised your chin with his thumb and index finger, “You know that I love you right” looking you deeply into the eyes, still smirking.
Your could feel your heartbeat raising, his hands brushing some hair out of your face.
“So you…really love me?” You say a bit suspiciously but also playfully.
“Do you really wanna know the answer babe?”
The now wide grin on your face was enough for him to lean in and start kissing you passionately.
His tongue fell into your mouth somehow, and you welcomed it. You found yourself trying to stick your tongue in his mouth, oddly invested in making him see you had been a decent kisser yourself. Your hands were living in his hair, around his neck. You weren’t shy to touch him at all because of all the alcohol in your blood.
He snaked an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. Your chest pressing against his, you could feel his heart beat. You could smell his shampoo, his cologne. All of it filled your brain. Your body felt like some sort of electric current connecting with his as soon as skin touched skin. You draped your arms around his neck, realizing just how touch starved you actually were.
He had been pumping life into you and sucking it out at the same time. His large hot hands began running up and down the exposed back skin of your dress.
You wrapped your legs around his torso before feeling one of his large hot hands cup your ass cheek. Your dress riding up this far was inevitable, but you couldn’t help but let out a small yelp when he clutched your butt like that.
He pulled away from the kiss for a moment, “Are you gonna make cute sounds like that the whole time?”
“Are you gonna keep making commentary about it?” You mulled.
He squeezed your butt again, this time smacking the left side. “Only if you want me to.”
“You’ve been making these cute little noises the whole night. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, it’s driving me nuts.” He adds.
You couldn’t say anything, and with him being so close you could only pan your glance else where. “And blushing so hard just like that. It’s precious.” He cocked his head in the direction you looked away from him in.
“Can you go back to kissing me?” You requested, a feeble attempt to get him to stop talking about your flushed cheeks.
He chuckled.
“It’s actually more unfair how good looking you are, you know that?” You managed to say.
You eagerly kissed him, taking his tongue into your mouth. He let out a low moan against your lips. You were suddenly eager to please him, you tightened you legs around him, grinding almost.
His tongue took control again, swirling around yours.
“I’m about to spoil you rotten.” He sat up above you, removing his shirt and tossing it to the floor, his fit body stretching in the moonlight.
His skin almost perfect, you wondered what his skin routine was. Or maybe it was genetics? It was a bit nerve-racking. He seemed to be this perfect human being, physically speaking.
He lowered himself to your neck, putting his hot mouth against your skin. He sucked at the soft skin, nipping it with his teeth. He cupped one of your breasts, squeezing and massaging firmly. You were ecstatic he was finally touching you. As you rubbed your hand against his smooth chest his tongue found your sweet spot. You whined again, earning a hum from him.
You felt him drag his mouth down your neck resting sweet kisses between your mounds.
“May I?” He asked, tugging the bottom of your dress. You nodded. You sat up, pulling the thing off yourself.
“Getting impatient I see.” He said, passing his thumb over your chin.
He smirked, pressing his lips to yours again.
Your hands gently held the sides of his head, kissing him back. His hair was undeniably soft as silk. He broke away from your mouth, kissing your collarbone instead. His large hands took to your breasts again, exposing one of your nipples to the cool air. They were already hard and swelling to be touched.
He placed his wet mouth onto it, sucking and flicking his tongue against the thing. You were squirming beneath him. Aching to be stimulated else where, your underwear was damp from your core, pooling between your legs.
He wrapped an arm around your waist, lifting you slightly while he sucked. Your placed your hands on the back of his head, almost patting him for doing so well. You whimpered softly, attempting to grind against him to give yourself some sort of stimulation down there.
“I’ve got you, baby. You’ll get all of it. Be a good girl and hold out for me.” He said, looking up at you. You wish you could’ve watched the slick words fall from his lips, but you couldn’t see them under your breasts.
You gave him a bashful nod. You were beginning to melt under his touch. You didn’t know what came over you, but you were ready to submit to him. Your needy and throbbing pussy was draining the bratty energy right out of you. He hadn’t done much, but you were ready to do whatever he asked of you.
You felt him unhook your bra whilst he sucked and massaged your mounds. The fabric slid off your body as he mumbled against your skin. “So beautiful.”
He licked his lip, setting you down flat again. You watched him trail his lips down your stomach, leaving kisses in some places” He was feathering and brushing his lips on the skin more than actually kissing it, just to tease you.
He placed his fingers under the hem of your underwear, pulling them down and exposing your sweet sex. Your wetness dribbled onto the bed as he slid the fabric down your thighs and past your ankles.
“Has it been that long? Wasn’t the last time only 24 hours ago?” You watched him cock an eyebrow through his bangs. You bit your lip.
“You talk too much.” You turned your head.
“You think so?” He said, spreading your legs and dipping his head towards your sex. He split your sticky, wet folds with two fingers, exposing your clit and pressing the flat of his tongue against it in an upward flick.
You moan, showing him that you liked it.
He hummed back at you before pressing a kiss to your clit, sucking and swirling his tongue over it. He pulled you down towards the edge of the bed, mouth still buried onto you. One arm wrapped around your body, hand cradling your rib cage. His other hand pinning one of your legs as far back as he thought you could manage.
“Ahh... fuck.. ah...” You cursed. You were trembling in his arms, raking your hands through his hair.
He slipped a finger into you, curling against the roof of your sex, causing your spine to curl in response. You let out a cracked and broken moan, much to his liking.
He inserted another finger into you, allowing more slick to collect onto his hand and into the bed. He was so good, you sat up with the bit of strength you had just to watch him eat it. His deep, hazel eyes were resting on your frame the whole time, waiting for you to cum.
Your eyes rolled back, you were reaching your end. You started clenching around his fingers and throbbing against his tongue.
He parted his lips from your sex for only a second, flicking and sliding his fingers in and out of you.
Your body obeyed, releasing onto his hands and tongue. He kept at it, overstimulating you as he watched you ride out your orgasm.
When he finally ripped his fingers and tongue from you, you were a panting mess.
“I’ve got a lot more for you.” You watched him lick the slick from his fingers. He towered above your body, tilting his to the side before speaking again.
“But do you need to rest?” He seemed genuinely concerned for your weak body. He almost thought he should’ve held back a little. Maybe just the tongue would’ve been fine, he thought.
“I’m fine.” You say, partially dazed. He’s definitely something else, you think.
“We can keep going.” You sit up, pushing him backwards.
“Pants. Take them off.” You demand.
“Anything you say.” He’s delighted, unbuckling and stripping the rest of his clothes for you. Your eyes twitch at his size. Again. You’d seen your share of sizes, but you couldn’t humble this guy even if you tried.
“Is there anything you don’t have?”
“I hate to break it to you, but no. Not when I have you.” He complacently smiled. You found yourself laughing a little before he spoke again.
You watched him ripping the condom wrapper with his teeth. You watched him slide the rubber over and down his shaft.
“You’re adorable.” He said, climbing above you. “You love me now?”
“Get to fucking.” You tugged at his ear, clearly agitated. He dipped his head towards your ear and whispered,
“That’s okay. I’ve got a crush on you, too.”
The urge to cover your face in embarrassment was strong. He chuckled, “it definitely should be crime for anyone to be this precious.”
“You’re making my heart squeeze, looking all cute like that.” He took hold of his member in his hand, pressing and sliding it through your wet folds.
“Alright, I’ve made you wait long enough.” He said, penetrating himself into you. Your hot sex slowly wrapped around his length, you wrapped your arms around him bracing yourself for the sharp pain that followed. You let out painful squeak.
“Oh shit- I’m so sorry sweetheart.” He shushed you. He pressed soft kisses to your cheeks and neck. You were surprised at how tender he was being. His delicate side was seeping out at the seams. “I’m okay... Just give me a moment.” You say, your heart skipped a beat as you adjusted to his size. He caressed you ears and kept giving you soft kisses on your face and neck.
“If you keep that up I might fall in love with you.” You tease, but apart of you meant it.
“You might, but aren’t you already?” He said, earning yet another bashful look from you.
“You can move now.” You assured him, nuzzling more into the bed. He braced his hips back before pumping in again, and again, and again.
He kept poking parts of your vaginal canal that you never even thought possible, like he was scratching this insatiable itch you had for years now. You never knew you could feel this full.
His lips connected to the skin underneath your ear, sucking and kissing you gently as he thrusted into your hot sex.
The heat radiating off of your body felt hot enough to start a fire. If you didn’t know any better you would’ve thought you had a fever. You combed through his hair as he fucked you.
He groaned into the crook of you neck. Your other arm wrapped around his back, trying so hard not to scratch his delicate skin. You didn’t want to hurt him, nonetheless you couldn’t tell if he’d be okay with it.
Your sweet moans filled the room, which took nicely to his ears. His hips bucked into you quicker, causing ripples of bliss throughout your body. Somehow, your toes were tingling, curling even, and you could feel pleasure in more places than just the center of your sex. You barely knew what to do with your hands, gripping the sheets and pillows around you.
Pulling some hair on the back of his head as he continued to thrust into you. You realized he sort of lead you on, giving you the match to start a fire in him. He shot you the most seductive glare as his head jerked back in delight. He bit his lip into a smile, thrusting faster into you.
Your moans went from sweet song to broken and incoherent mess.
He slipped both arms around your body pulling both your bodies up straight. He was still inside you, rocking your body onto his length. He brought his lips back to your neck, sucking and biting against it.
You didn’t think he could go any deeper, but gravity brought you down onto his length, forcing heavy moans from your lips.
You were lost in his sex, finding yourself bucking your hips back onto his length and grinding forward against him.
You felt yourself reaching another orgasm, and your grinding became erratic against him.
“Yeah that’s right, grind on it baby.”
You released yourself onto him, leaning forward over his shoulders, panting heavily. You were surprised when he laid you back down for a moment, watching him pin both your legs back and over his shoulders.
“Let’s see if you can take it like this.”
He pumped himself into yet again, earning a ragged moan from your frail self. You could feel him so deep in your guts, you were getting light headed from the overwhelming pleasure. You braced yourself for each thrust as he pounded into you. You juices were splashing with every plunge he made. He sat up, before speaking.
“Hold the back of your legs for me, baby.” He said, watching himself pump into your sopping cunt.
You squealed in delight, finding yourself starting to beg him to make you cum again.
“I will honey,” he grinned, “I will.”
Your arms and legs were weak from being pinned back, falling to his sides. You had just enough strength to wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down towards you again, connecting his mouth with yours. You begged for his tongue, moaning against his lips.
“Fuck..” he mumbled into your mouth. You clenched yourself around him. He could feel himself nearing his orgasm but he had promised to spoil you first. It was getting harder for him to fight back the urge to release.
Your clit was throbbing, and you were dribbling a bit at the mouth. He pulled your bottom lip into his, sucking hard. You couldn’t hold it any longer.
The pace of his thrusts didn’t falter, giving you the final orgasm you so desperately deserved. You screamed his name, voice cracking whilst he battered your pussy.
Your voice was hoarse, riding your orgasm out as he approached his. It was enough to send him over the edge, satiating his ego and so much more. You’re throbbing erratically, and all he could feel was his cock being gulped swallowed by you. He shuddered against your lips, releasing himself into the rubber he wore inside you.
He collapsed beside you. Your brain was cloudy from pleasure. You watched his chest rise and fall as he peered and panted back at you, holding his member in his hand. He slid the condom off and tossed it to the floor.
You were alarmed he was still hard. You could barely move, hips gyrating and insides throbbing a muck. Trying your best to gather your thoughts, you turned your body towards him.
He came closer to you, caressing your cheek softly.
“I love you.” you said your heart skipping a beat. Never in your life could you have imagined saying that to someone. And there you were. Laying completely naked to him.
“I know” he said, still caressing your cheek with a even wider smile plastered on his face.
It was quiet for a while.
“We should definitely clean you up, don’t you think?” He asked, breaking you out of your thoughts. He had already managed to get some underwear on while you laid there lost in thought.
“A shower?” You say, puzzled. Your arms go to cover your bare chest as you sit up, hair completely messy.
“What about a bath?” he said while smiling at you.
…
Gojo Satoru
DPR Ian
(s)=smut (a)=angst (f)=fluff
-Don’t give away my love <3 (s)(f)
later
later
Enhypen