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[dadasimjaeyun]

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ꫂ ၴႅၴ fifties babydoll dress for my ‘i do’

[lolliloopsy]

THE FEELING.

➤ STARING AT YOUR PICTURES WISHING I WAS WITH YOU!

the feeling of when ⌯⌲ jake has developed a crush on his boss for the past three years. the patience he's endured, the secrets he's kept quiet in his chest, the smiles that buried the deprivation he craves. does the life he want plays out for him? or does he watch you wither away by another?

pairing ⌯︎⌲ employee!simjaeyun x bossfem!reader warning ⌯⌲ 18+, smut, mdni, pinv!, yearner!jake, golden retriever energy, angst, kissing, office romance, mixed signals, a bit of comedy...?(I tried to be funny 😗), softdom!jake, unprotectedsex!, cheating, sexual content, clothedsex! now playing ⌯︎⌲ the feeling by steve lacy lolli's notes ⌯︎⌲ i was rewatching the office and I just love jim and pam so much, inspired by them!....it got me thinking about yearner!jake...

employee!jake ⌯︎⌲ very efficient at his job, mild mannered and a bit of playful guy. in the workforce, he is known as the golden retriever. sometimes he is out of the office, making deliveries but most days, he's around. 

"hello! this is jake from the ROUTE delivery service, how may i help you today!" 

employee!jake ⌯⌲ gets calls from ladies who want to ask him out, wondering where their deliveries are or if him specifically, will be delivering it. 

"im sorry to say ma'am, unfortunately i do not come with your package but ensure that your package will be there on time!." 

"i- oh! ma'am i can't accept that as payment." 

"hello this is jake from ROUTE delivery service— ma'am? yes, I deliver the packages but I am not apart of it—" 

employee!jake ⌯⌲ many of his coworkers find him or describe him as a ball of energy or a ray of sunshine. 

"jake's pretty cool, very energetic — i wonder where he gets the energy from." 

"he's a chill guy but he spends a lot of time at the boss's office, which is….i don't know….kind of suspicious. 

"what do I think about jake? well — ummm, he's a great guy but you know, i do this game of how many times he chills around our boss and from what i know, he always glances at her direction before heading into her office. so weird." 

"jake? I don't know how he has so much energy at this miserable job." 

"he gets calls from ladies and i can hear what they say from a mile away. they either ask if he's apart of the package or they want 'something' from him, i don't know what that 'something' is but overall he is a great guy!"

employee!jake ⌯⌲ who has a huge crush on his boss, everyone has their suspicions but nobody really cares that much. aside from how every morning jake comes with two cups of coffee, he looks for you whenever it's lunchtime and he always offers if you wanted to eat with him, you always turned him down since your husband would always pick you up for lunch. 

liam. 

he envied him so much but he couldn't hate him, not when he brings a smile to your face. 

employee!jake ⌯⌲ who's loved you ever since he started working here which was 3 years ago. for the longest time, he's watched you from afar, wishing that one day, maybe there was a chance with you. 

he remembers the first time he sat down for the interview and the speech he had planned for weeks, suddenly disappeared. he kept stuttering and was incredibly nervous, lucky for him, you understood the pressure he was in. 

"take a deep breath, hold it for a few seconds and let it out, once you've done a few times, talk with me when you're ready." his bold boba eyes look up at you like a lost puppy— you had to admit he looked cute. 

not the point.

you watched him take a few deep breaths, watching his chest rise and fall gently, a bit shaky but he seemed pretty peaceful. you noticed his cute fluttering eyelashes as they remain shut as he focused on every breath while his teeth were latched onto his bottom lip. you caught yourself staring at how angelic he looked, a soft satin skin, plump flush coloured lips almost resembling a heart. they looked so kissable, you wondered how they would feel in other places that weren't your lips—

his eyes opened slowly as he took one last deep breath like he was about to change into a new person. 

and with just a snap, he nailed the interview. 

employee!jake ⌯⌲ after a few months, you started noticing how he followed you around like a lost puppy. at this point, he was basically your secretary even though you already had one. he was very energetic and prancing around your office like he was begging to be let in. 

"yes? who is it?" you shuffled through some papers, scanning through each one as the door retracted a soft knock.

"it's jake." 

"come in." you say. 

"hey boss!" he closes the door behind him and judging by his enthusiastic tone, you could picture the doe eyed jolly look on his face. 

"hi jake, do you need something?" you flipped through the papers, not making eye contact with him. 

he fidgets, something he does whenever he's bored or he has something to say. "n-no, i was wondering if you need help with anything. I finished up with a few customers a few hours ago and no one was called me for quite a while. and there hasn't been complaints about the delivery service." he pushes the bridge of his glasses while he watches your face furrow with frustration. 

"oh! i also got you some coffee! a vanilla latte with whipped cream!" he places the hot cup on your desk and you look up at him to find a dorky smile on his face. "how do you know i like this?" 

"well….i may have overheard your conversations with liam once…and you've always said you liked sweet things like how whipped cream always makes your day a little better or how you go to the secretary's desk to grab the jelly beans whenever you're pre-occupied with paperwork." jake flinches into realization. 

"uhhh i mean — i'm not a stalker or anything, i just happened to have super sonic hearing and really good vision..." he scratches the back of his head out of embarrassment. 

your eyes soften and a slight smile appears on your face when you catch a pink tint on his ears and around his cheeks. 

you let out a giggle, flattered by his gesture. "well, thank you jake, that's very sweet of you and since you're here, a little help wouldn't hurt." you smile and he blushes — hard. 

and it has been the same routine for the past three years. 

employee!jake ⌯⌲ who was so easy to talk to, he was such a weight off your shoulders, a breath of fresh air — at this rate, you've seen him as a friend. 

"do you got any plans for the holidays?" he walks into your office as you packed your things. 

"I did but liam cancelled our date last minute so I was probably going to chill out at home." 

"well do you want to hang out? everyone is planning on going on a boat cruise and I was wondering if you like to come…?" he clutches his strap on his bag, dragging his thumb up and down on the rough fabric. jake looks at you with a shy expression and a signature pink tint on his ears. 

"i'd like that." you smile and as he returned one that warmed up your heart a little more. 

🐾 "this is nice….thanks for inviting me." 

"of course, didn't want you spending your holiday alone." he smiles, watching how your eyes shine and accentuate as your lips curved into a slight smile. there's a brief silence, the quiet tension makes him want to voice out.

"sometimes I don't understand him." 

"what do you mean?" 

"I feel like he's a person that I've never seen before and sometimes he feels so distant. but i know he loves me and i love him but i just feel walked all over i guess." 

jake watches as you stare off at the sky, the mist from your breath against the cold and the way your nose turns more pink. you were distracted to notice how he looked at you like you were worth more valuable than the rarest gem, and he hated to admit that all he wanted to do was feel your cold silken lips against his, fluttering with warmth. 

"jake? is something wrong?" you look at him in confusion. jake realizes he hasn't stop staring and starts stumbling on his words. 

"uhh nothing! just umm —- spaced out for a second." he smiles. 

employee!jake ⌯⌲ every morning coffee's, the occasional knocks on your door or the mysterious sticky notes filled with sweet talks from an anonymous gifter. 

sometimes you get flowers and jake would just smile from his desk when you find a bouquet. but the moment hurts his heart when you thought your gifts were from liam. 

though liam's puzzled face only stirs with confusion, he plays along. 

employee!jake: during a company party, you announce you were getting engaged in three months. 

"hi everyone, I know you guys have been working very hard these past few years and I wanted to invite you all to the wedding you have been hearing about for months now because I am getting engaged!" 

everyone cheered for you, the overlapping claps, the smiles plastered onto many faces — but the most energetic person in the room showed irony, a smile that seemed natural on his face was nowhere to be found. 

for the first time, the room felt suffocating, the noise became something that masked his emotions — the feeling of his heart stabbing through his chest, the sting of tears glossing over his eyes as he watched you — kissing the man who he resented. he's seen this scene thousands of times but this specific moment hurt him more than he anticipated. 

jake sat at the nearest table, staring off into the distance while everyone congratulated you. he couldn't even be sad, not when your smile was the only thing warming his heart because that was all he wanted to see. even if he had to see you bloom in a world he could only watch from a distance. 

employee!jake ⌯⌲ who confessed on the day before your wedding. 

three months have passed by since you've announced a date for your engagement. as those were the happiest times, to jake, it was one of the most draining months he's ever had. 

he fiddles with the envelope that he addressed to you, remembering how he wrote words he wouldn't dare say to you out loud. for the longest time, he's had a crush on you from the first time he saw you. from the beginning, he would've passed it off as a simple crush that only lasted for a few weeks. 

but then weeks turned into months and months turned into years.

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it was the 30th anniversary of ROUTE , corporate decided to hold a celebration. everyone in the branch was either stuffing their face full of food or drowning themselves in alcohol. from a mile away, you can smell the stench on their breaths, sharp and pungent on their tongues. jake however, didn't lift a finger of alcohol. he stared at the beer bottle in his hand, swirling the drenched amber glass and with his weighed down face, he watched the drops of water cascading down the bottle. 

he wanted to numb the pain but the stench only irritated him rather than convince him to numb the sting in his chest. he never hated the aroma of alcohol until now, he doesn't know why. 

maybe he didn't want his drunk thoughts saying the wrong thing. or he wanted to talk to you while he was sober, wanting to remember your voice in his head when he goes to bed, thinking about how you looked divine and too unreal, or — think about how you would looked the next day.

though he knew you would still look pretty as ever, it never ceases to amaze him. 

through the crowd of employees, he always looked for you first and his eyes would never leave you. he watched how an arm was around your waist that only brought a smile to your face and the only thing he could feel was crack in his heart. 

he wished every time he blinked, the occurring figure would disappear but it only brought a slight burn in his eyes. he's held back, he's seen this so many times but today decided to be heavy with tension. he heads outside, he lets out the breathe he's been holding in and it stutters. 

he couldn't take it anymore. he couldn't contain it, not when it was eating him alive. 

"jake..?" he registers your voice, whipping his head around to find a concerned look on your face. "i wasn't able to find you and i got worried. is everything alright?" 

"I was just umm—" he pauses and the more he kept quiet and stared at you, the words that were begging to leave his lips, started to leave a bitter taste on his mouth. 

"i-i'm in love with you." 

"w-what? jake—" 

"i'm in love with you. I've always have been." 

"i-" 

"I just wanted to you hear that." 

"jake…" 

"I know its unfair for me to be saying and I know that you're my boss and i'm just a guy who works for you. and your wedding is tomorrow but umm — I just wanted you to know— at least from me." 

"you know I can't accept it—" 

"i know, but it was harder to keep it to myself rather than to keep on loving you, knowing that I wanted to be yours." there's a silent awkwardness that only makes the moment more intense, 

"you're a good man jake and—" 

"don't do that, don't— do that." 

"someone will love you as just the same." 

"i wanna be more than that. I wanna mean something to you, not just as an employee but someone you care about." 

"jake, you're drunk right now and—" 

"how could i love someone else when I've spent years loving you. you are who I want, you are the one who I look for first. you are the one I want to be with. 

"i can't." 

"i know. i just— wanted you to hear it. i'm sorry for loving you. sorry that i was misinterpreting everything" jake's eyes shine under the moonlit sky, you watch as they try to fight against the tears that were begging to drip down. he couldn't dare look at you, it was too much. too painful to see. 

employee!jake ⌯⌲ he finds you in the office, decorations still held up, the lights dimmer than before. 

"hey." his soft voice brews through the dark, quiet room. 

"hey, didn't expect to see you here." you look at him in surprise, his eyes had a bit of sadness in them.

"yeah i was just getting some air." 

"look jake, i'm sorry—" you turned around and before you could process it, jake's lips find yours and his hands automatically set on your waist like a fitted glove — perfectly on your body like he was meant to be yours. for a moment, you wanted to push away but the soft plush of his lips melted your body, craving for more. you felt his grip tighten, pulling you in deeper. the sensation should have made you feel guilty but it was far from it. there's something about it that made you craved for more, the subtle touches that you were used to felt more electrifying the more he deepened into the kiss. 

your arms instinctively wrap around his neck, feeling the soft, fluffy skin against yours that ignites a fire within you. you feel his breath shudder every time he parted his lips that tries to calm down his palpitating heart, but it never seemed to work. 

for the first time, you've seen him so desperate for something he knows he can't have. but the limits never had a boundary. the way you've drove him into a state he doesn't know if he could ever come back from. 

you can feel it, the way he's already falling apart at the slightest touch, almost trembling like he was scared of letting you go. and he doesn't even know if he can when the uncertainty left him thinking of the impossible.

does he have a chance? should he risk the respect he had for you? 

does he stay away? 

it left him vulnerable, begging for the answer he's been dying to know. 

the kiss only lasts for a few seconds, softly departing from yours. 

"jake…"

"please….let's just stay like this. I don't want to let go." he held you close and you look up at him, all you could see were secrets that have been held back. the thoughts he was scared to unravel. the closeness he's been dying to feel on his skin. when you haven't shifted your body closer, he backs away from you until at the last second, you couldn't help but you find yourself on his lips again and this time, it became desperate, a bit rougher but still gentle. "i need you so bad." his breathy tone kisses your lips every time they parted, his fluffy eyelashes tickle against your skin and your breath cut short. he backed you up against the edge of his wooden desk, your legs hitting the cold, polished wood that strikes a shiver down your body. jake stands in between, gaining access to your mouth, battling for your taste as the bulge in his pants slightly grazes your skin. 

your fingers were glued on his chest, tangled onto the fabric of his collared shirt. his neat form turned messy with the touch of your fingers, his shirt that he neatly tucked in, became a mess he perfectly spent his time trying to look perfect was completely ruined, his hair slightly messy from the shape of your fingers brushing through them and the strong aroma of his subtle tint of fresh, clean, musky scent was replaced by yours, poised onto his skin. his hands run down your figure like he was trying to memorize the shape of you by just the touch. you feel the soft pads of his fingers run down, feeling the shift of his touch as they graze your legs. he lifts one up as he pushes you back more, making you sit on top of the desk.

he pulls away, suddenly with his knees on the carpeted floor and his face situated in between your legs. you feel his hands slip under your dress, grabbing onto the fabric of your panties and he pulls down gently, you shivered as your pussy was greeting the cold air, the fabric loosening beneath you. you feel goosebumps gradually rising up your body as the material tickled softly like a feather on your skin. as they reached towards your feet, jake threw it to the side, discarding away like a piece of garbage. 

he presses soft kisses along the inside of your thighs, a heat that leaves his lips makes your body burn with fire. he was inching closer, scrunching the bottom of your dress up to your waist. he looked up at you with gentle glance before his lips touched against your slick coated core. 

"a-ahh jake.." you ran your fingers through his hair, gripping tight as you feel every dip and pull of his head. his nose bumps at the bud of your clit, you gasp sharply as he continued to make out with your core. you tilted your head back, your body squirming with sensitivity and the feeling of his lips on yours felt like heaven, your mind didn't swarm with guilt, the dizzying effect of his touch sent shivers straight down your spine. he was so focused, so eager, so desperate to taste the moment he's dreamed of for years. just the sounds of you was enough to set him off. 

"fuck…i can't wait any longer" in the span of seconds, he stands up and pulls down his pants along with his boxers, his hard cock aching for you. it hovers over your wet pussy, twitching as the pre-cum coats his flushed tip. he looks deep into your eyes, searching for a signal if you wanted this but your expression showed nothing but the same type of desire that he was feeling. 

"lie down" he places his palm behind your head as you slowly laid your body flat against the desk. he places your legs on his waist, instinctively wrapping around him as you watch him grab the base and slowly insert his prepped cock into your entrance. he groans as your walls instantly clamped around him, the warm sensation felt like a warm blanket, an invitation to stay. 

"i-i'm going to move now…if it's too much, i'll pull away." he places his hands on the desk, near your waist with his head dipped down slightly. your arms gently grip the back of his neck as his eyes never left your face. he begins to move, analyzing the way your lips parted; releasing noises that makes him want to dive deeper. he doesn't tear away from you, he watches every shift of your body, the moment when your lips part or when your faces scrunches whenever he hits a spot that makes you flinch. he looks at you with an expression that just wants the moment to last. for a breath. for a minute longer — anything. 

"oh my god, you're beautiful.." he smiles, cherishing every part of you. your hand dips down to his cheek, caressing with your thumb and just as your touch brushes softly on his skin, he melts into it like a puppy falling asleep to head pats. he turns his head, his lips kissing your delicate fingers, streaming along the structure of your arm; planting feverish pecks to your neck until he reaches your lips. it's hot. it's electrifying — it drives him closer to insanity just by the inviting feeling. "you're everything i've ever wanted, more than i've ever dreamt of." he mumbles against your lips and your stomach coiled with a flutter that made you boil with heat. "f-fuck you're so gorgeous." he trembles, his breathing becomes staggered as he punctures deeper.

"i'm getting close.." he plunges deeper into you as he explores the crevices of your mouth. you moan into his mouth with every thrust he makes. "me too." you softly say. 

"i'm going to cum…!" he picks up his pace and your arms became tighter around his neck as he dumps his fluid in you. your mind was hazy and your heart was pumping uncontrollably. he pulls out, cum leaking out of your aching hole. 

"don't move…I got you." he grabs a tissue from the desk beside him, gently wiping leftover juices from your thighs. he puts your feet into openings of your panties as they brushed against your skin until they settled on your hips. 

after a short while, you found yourself in the same position you were, only with jake's body closer to you and his hands settled on your waist. 

"are you really going to marry him?" he softly says.

"y-yes. I love him jake…" the guilt just twinges at your chest.

"after all that, you're really going to go through with it tomorrow?" 

you nod, and the energy he had, immediately shifts. 

"okay…if that's what makes you happy than I'm happy." he caresses your cheek, his softened eyes look at you like you've grown two heads, you couldn't tell if his heart had broken into pieces but the way you look into his eyes, the glimmer that awoke his presence, the light that compliments his soft chocolate orbs glimmered, but only with the tears he swore he wouldn't show. 

he didn't want to leave. his fingers interlocked with yours was too addicting to let go. a touch so warm. he wanted the presence of your fingers still lingering on his skin just for a few seconds. he didn't want his hands to be cold when he already found a way for them to be warm. 

his fingers detached with yours with a mind of their own and he turned his back, not looking back at you once. 

employee!jake ⌯⌲ when you found out he transferred to another branch. 

jake, who became a reminiscence, an escape from stress who no longer appeared right in front of you. 

the morning latte's, the occasional knocks only became a thing of the past when you stare an empty desk that only you could miss a presence that you cherished more than you realized. 

you stare at the blinding gem on your finger, remembering the vows, the promises you crossed your heart to — you started to wonder if this is what you wanted. for the first time, you were unsure of your feelings or maybe you knew what your heart was telling you — and maybe this was your punishment for not realizing sooner.

because it was too late now. 

when he finally decided to stay away from you. 

lolli's notes ⌯︎⌲ i love jakey poo so much 🥺 hope y'all liked this one!

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the second you saw that jake lost his race, you thought you knew what you were in for.

you were prepared for the sulking, the random overthinking sessions, all that. what you weren’t prepared for was your boyfriend fucking you like he hates you.

jake’s always been the softdom type—sweet praise, the one in "control". he still gives you the praise, but his thrusts don’t match the words at allllll.

“f-fuck, jake!” you push at his arm as the fast, hard pace gets overwhelming.

he gently pulls your hand off and laces his fingers with yours instead. “i know, i know,” he murmurs, voice shaky. “just one more round, kay?”

you both know it’s a lie. he said the exact same thing like three rounds ago.

“i was right at the finish line,” he mutters under his breath, hips snapping even faster somehow. “right, baby?” he lifts your chin so you meet his eyes.

“yes!” you moan. he rewards you with a soft kiss.

you keep clenching around him so tight he tilts his head back with a shaky “s-shit, baby.”

he’s a muttering mess now, getting closer. “i—fuck—i shoulda won, huh? you agree, princess? it’s so fuckin’ stupid.”

his pace turns brutal, something in him fully flipped. he releases your hand, grips your hips hard, “turn around, baby.”

you’re too fucked out to move, so he flips you onto your stomach himself.

“jake!” the new angle hits even better somehow. “i said turn around.”

his hand presses your lower back, forcing a deeper arch. “if only i was a little—thrust—fucking—faster,” he groans, each word punctuated by a hard snap that jolts you forward.

tears well up from the overwhelming pleasure. normally jake would kiss them away, but tonight he just smiles. “you crying? i make you feel that fucking good?”

you try to answer but only moan, squirming under him. “jakejakejake—ah fuck!”

“you gonna cum?” he asks, you nod frantically. “c’mon then,” he says between erratic thrusts.

you both cum hard—him shaking on top of you, you squirting all over his stomach and the sheets.

“mmm fuck,” he breathes, low and rough, staring at the mess while still buried inside you. he finally pulls out, slides down, and licks you clean, making eye contact the whole time like always. he finishes with a gentle kiss to your inner thigh.

when he crawls up for a kiss on your lips, you dodge it.

“jake, what the fuck.”

“what?” jake says almost pouting that you dodged his kiss.

“you were kind of rough,” you say, already feeling the soreness settle in.

guilt flashes across his face instantly. “shit, i’m sorry baby.” he pulls you into his arms. “i was just so frustrated about the race.”

you laugh softly. he looks at you, confused. “what?”

“i never said i complained about you being rough.”

“oh…” he rubs slow circles on your shoulder, relaxing a little. “i’m still sorry, baby.” after a beat he adds, “let’s take a bath, okay?”

“okay.” you smile and nod, earning a real smile back from him.

after the bath, you’re both in bed sharing ice cream he door-dashed because he felt terrible (and because it cheered him up too). you notice the disappointment still lingering.

“you know, jake, you did really well at the race.”

“yeah, right.”

“i’m serious!” you swat his arm. “you made it this far. so what if you didn’t win this one? you’ve won so many.”

he stays quiet, scooping more ice cream, so you keep going.

“jake, please don’t let it bother you, or i’ll start pouting and sulking all day just like you do.”

he laughs, lets out a deep sigh, and finally gives you another genuine smile. “alright.”

you lean in for a hug but wince when a sharp ache hits your hip. lifting your shirt reveals dark bruises blooming on your skin.

“did i do that?” jake looks genuinely shocked.

“take a guess.”

“holy shit, i’m so sorry baby.” he’s immediately on you, gently inspecting them. “i’ll get ice.”

“jake, it’s fine!” you call as he scrambles up anyway.

you let him go, smiling to yourself. you’ll let him fuss and baby you all night if it means the race stops weighing on him.

(best girlfriend award goes to you 🙂‍↕️)

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professor!sunghoon headcannons

pairing: professor!sunghoon x student fem!reader

warnings/tags: MINORS DNI 18+, fluff, college student x professor, unprotected sex, cockwarming, face riding, thigh fucking, jealousy, spanking, pet names (darling, good girl, sweetheart), use of l/n, office sex, hickeys, biting, kissing (sorry if I miss any)

word count: 981

a/n: i was in such a writing block...not proofread

professor!sunghoon who is younger than other professors in the college. only being 25, many other professors look down at him, thinking he wasn’t as suited for the profession. yet in all reality he was one of the best english professors ever, being so technical and knowledgeable about his subject. 

professor!sunghoon who girls swoon over. he doesn’t fully notice at first until a few weeks in, a girl being extremely blunt with her flirtatious remarks. sunghoon shutting it down immediately, staying composed and professional. you, less obvious, a shy yet studious pupil, watched. that’s all you could do. too nervous to even speak to him in general due to how he presents himself.

professor!sunghoon who gives you little praises when you do good on assignments and essays. it was very subtle, making your heart race. all he did was pass back the assignment and say, “really good ms. l/n..keep it up.” you could only nod back softly in response and look back down at your lap. 

professor!sunghoon who finds you so curious. he lets his lecture be a free period to finish a huge essay. but his eyes didn’t leave your seat. watching the way you concentrate. your hair laying on your shoulders, the way you bite your lip unconsciously, the way your non-dominant hand fiddles with your skirt. he does not understand why he finds it fascinating, but he can not look away.

professor!sunghoon who starts to realize he is infatuated with you. he starts to be a bit more obvious about it, well, just enough to hope you’d pick up. to his surprise, you had to be the most oblivious person in the world. no brush against your shoulder or praise in your ear could get you to recognize his feelings. sunghoon was both smitten and frustrated by your innocence, only making him want you even more.

professor!sunghoon who asks you to stay after class more often so he can “review essays.” it’s a plausible excuse, knowing how intelligent you were when it came to writing. he genuinely loved the way you thought of topics when writing, it’s another reason he liked you. so he would invite you past office hours to his office, asking about how you came to some conclusions or your thought process. sunghoon couldn’t help but just watch as you answered, your face a mixture of hesitant and focused, talking about something you clearly were interested in.

professor!sunghoon who offers to help you with any upcoming assignments. “i’ll be here if you ever need me. no need to be all shy about it, ms. l/n..i don’t bite.” ever since he uttered those words, your “relationship” changed. you opened up a lot more, keeping professional (you still oblivious as ever), but more comfortable and talking to him. sunghoon loved it, the way you can just speak your mind. you even witnessed him smile, different from the commanding demeanor he usually used. 

professor!sunghoon who definitely bites. not able to control himself, even though he really tried, he was not able to keep his hands, or mouth, away. now sitting in his office, you on his lap as his mouth is leaving light marks across your neck. kissing, biting, sucking, he could not handle himself. 

professor!sunghoon who loves when you wear little skirts. he loves the way your plush thighs look against the fabric. that being said he is such a thigh guy, he cant keep away. sunghoon will drive with his hand on your thigh, squeezing them, letting his thumb run in circles against the soft skin. his favorite? when he lays you down and lets his cock run in between them. watching as his tip comes and goes with every thrust. feeling the slight but good burn of the skin rubbing against each other, the underside of his shaft running against your slick folds. “so pretty for me, such a good girl..” his words cause you to whimper and bite your lip. 

professor!sunghoon who loves when you ride his face. his hands gripping your thighs pulling you down onto him further. sunghoon runs his tongue against you as his nose perfectly hits your clit. he lets you use his face for his pleasure, loving once you get more confident and start grinding against him. feeling your legs shake as you come close to your orgasm. 

professor!sunghoon who has definitely fucked you in his office. right up upon his desk, your skirt pushed up to your waist, panties slipped to the side so he can slide his thick shaft in your pussy. his hands on your thighs as he thrusts in and out. “be quiet for me darling…” 

professor!sunghoon who you make jealous when talking to another student mid lecture. yes, it was for notes, but to him it didn’t matter. instead of calling it out mid class, he tells you to stay later, ending up pulling you over his lap and spanking you. he knew not to be super hard, but enough to leave little red marks across the soft, plump skin. “next time it’ll be harder, sweetheart.” 

professor!sunghoon who loves facing you during sex. the first time he invited you into his home, he couldn’t keep his hands off of you. you both ended up cuddling on his soft mattress, his cock thrusting softly as he groans every so often in your ear. the closeness of it was intimate, making everything so much more electric. sunghoon unable to stay away, ended up staying inside you and keeping you in his warm embrace. 

professor!sunghoon who in the end is the sweetest. making sure you are cared for and happy. if it was helping you on assignments or cooking you a meal when you were sore, he would do anything. you are his person, and he cares deeply about you.

[ptolemaeiia]

SEX THERAPY 1O1. ──── s. jake 심재윤

❤︎ ' you need a sex therapist - book at [email protected]

INTIMACY EW ? . . therapist!jake ─── 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗎 . 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀s ❤︎ sexual content . therapy . intimacy talks . suggestive to explicit . blurring of medical boundaries . mdni . talks of female pleasure & kinks . body image issues . . . y/n is the only celibate in the friend group, masturbation and sex talks full fic O1. NEXT

作者的话 — taglist is open ! this is not related to jake in any shape or form he only acts as a face claim in this. for sex ed purposes as well! let’s learn a little about female pleasure ! overall idea inspired by s. therapy @/bangtanlobe on inkit

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my search history is DEAD now.

[in-enha-world]

The armor effect

Pairing : prince jake x wife reader Genre : historical AU, fluff, smut, unprotected sex (don't) Synopsis : Y/N can't keep her hands off her husband Jake when he comes back to her in his armor. Enhypen Historical serie : P.SH part / L.HS part

Y/N was peacefully in her shared chamber with her husband Jake. Since she had married the third prince, a life of happiness and abundance had opened up to her. Not that it wasn't already the case before.

They had known each other since childhood, childhood sweethearts who had the opportunity to marry and let no one else enter their lives. Everyone at the palace, whether their respective families or the servants, all knew they would end up together.

The young woman was lying on the bed, a book in hand, enjoying the fresh breeze, a rare thing in the summer that was approaching. Y/N looked up when Jake entered the room, accompanied by a metallic clinking.

Usually, he was rather quiet in his movements and loud in his words when he came to greet her with many sweet words. Putting aside her book, the young woman followed his movements through the room, the armor he was still wearing from his training caught the sun's rays.

"Baby, you wouldn't have seen my belt, would you? I can't find it to hang my katanas."

"No," she breathed without taking her eyes off him.

Jake spun around, hands on his hips, wondering where he could have left his belt. No matter how much he talked, his wife wasn't listening, dropping her book to get up from the bed and approach him.

"Are you planning to go back to training?" Y/N asked, pressing against his back, her arms around his waist as he rummaged through the desk drawers.

"I don't plan to go back if I have to hold my katanas and their sheaths with only my two hands. I'm not an octopus, unfortunately."

She placed a kiss on the bare skin of his neck, and Jake finally stopped his search, turning his head in her direction to see her lip caught between her teeth. He turned around completely to face her, his hands finding her hips to press her body against his.

"Baby?"

"Are you tired, or do you still have some energy left for your wife?"

Jake chuckled, finally understanding what she wanted, and tilted his head toward her until his lips brushed against hers, his warm breath washing over her mouth. "Oh, I could even be at death's door, and I'd still have energy for you, sweet thing. Just let me change and…"

Y/N stopped him as he tried to move around her, sliding her fingers into the waistband of his pants to pull him toward her, eliciting a growl from the back of the prince's throat. "You're playing a dangerous game, baby."

"Maybe. But you like it."

He chuckled, pulling her against him and kissing her gently, his hands framing her face. Jake sat on his desk chair, and Y/N settled on his lap, lifting her robe that was in the way. Even though it was hot and she had only put on a thin dress to avoid suffocating.

And even if Jake's armor had quite an effect on her, his chainmail over his shirt prevented her from feeling his warmth, but after a few seconds, she managed to clear a large part of his thighs, the only remaining obstacle being his pants.

Y/N kissed him, the blush of her skin intensified as he held her against him, letting out murmurs and grunts every time her hips moved forward. He shifted her slightly so she could settle on his thigh and lifted it against her intimacy, drawing a moan from her.

Her fingers eagerly undid the ties of his armor, needing to feel him more than anything beneath her. Jake understood what she was trying to do and helped her, letting his armor fall to the ground and his shirt quickly following the same movement so his wife's hands could explore his chest.

Jake had just come from training, so he was still slightly sweaty, not having been able to bathe, but Y/N didn't care, appreciating even more seeing a few strands of hair stuck to his temples and his dilated pupils when he looked at her.

His hand slid under her dress, finding her warm wetness and dragging his fingers against her, making her moan louder. "Baby, let me make you feel good."

Y/N leaned down to kiss his shoulder, moving up toward his neck, while his fingers continued their exploration and his free hand moved to her back to undo the laces of her dress.

Jake couldn't waste another second and slid his hands under her thighs to lift her and stand, leading them to the bed where he laid the young woman down. He pulled on the hem of her dress to bare her, then tossed his pants onto the pile of clothes.

He came to tower over her with his body, burying his face in the hollow of her chest, kissing and sucking her skin with a devouring passion. His calloused hands held her back as he devoured her breast, Y/N rubbed her pelvis against his in search of more friction.

"Jake," she moaned, "I want you."

He removed their underwear, then spread her legs and brought them around his waist, slipping between her thighs. Y/N grabbed his neck to pull his head down and took possession of his lips in a passionate kiss.

She threw her head back as he entered her, leaving small pink crescents on his shoulders from her nails. Jake drew her face toward his and kissed her fiercely, his tongue slipping between her lips to join a fiery kiss to his movements.

Y/N arched against his body, always trying to close the distance between them. Jake was a moaning mess above her, and one of his hands went up to grip the pillow near her head, sinking deeper into her, drawing a cry of pleasure from her.

"Jake, ngh, fuck baby!" It was a wonder whether they were disturbing the rest of the palace's occupants on that floor, but they didn't care at that moment.

Y/N slid one hand into his hair, gripping his dark locks while the other roamed his back, leaving scratch marks. The young woman was the first to reach ecstasy, Jake following shortly after, feeling her intimacy contract around him.

He collapsed beside her on the mattress, pulling her into his arms as they caught their breath. Her book was definitely forgotten on the floor, and Jake had missed half of his training.

"Heeseung is going to yell at me for missing training," he breathed, then placed a kiss on the top of her head. "Worth it." Y/N smiled, snuggling deeper into his arms.

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[writteninenha]

FALSE GOD

pairing - CEO!husband!jake x wife!reader

warnings - smut (mdni 18+), p in v, needy!jake, taking it from behind, jake covers her mouth, semi!public sex, bathroom sex, needy sex, bedroom sex, loud sex, reader gets REALLY loud when they go to the bed, jake is really really needy at first then reader gets needy, i can't think of anything else

word count - 1.9k

💌 ask claudia - this is my first fic, ive been gatekeeping it for a while but it's finally finished... wish me luck

The yacht cut smoothly through the dark water as the evening stretched on, its lights reflecting off the waves while the long table on the main deck remained filled with laughter and the clink of glasses.

Jake sat at the head, his employees gathered around him in their finest attire, discussing the latest collections and upcoming campaigns. You occupied the seat beside him in your fitted dress, aware of every shift in his posture and the way his eyes kept drifting toward you even as he answered questions from his team.

The main course arrived, plates arranged with precision, yet Jake's attention had already begun to slip. His hand found your thigh beneath the tablecloth, fingers pressing with increasing insistence as the conversation continued around you. He leaned in close, his voice low enough that only you could hear. "Come with me."

He stood without drawing attention, offering a polite excuse to the group before guiding you away from the table. His grip on your wrist remained steady as he led you along the narrow corridor and into the small guest bathroom tucked away from the main areas.

The door shut behind you both with a soft click, sealing the two of you inside the cramped space barely large enough for one person to turn around comfortably.

Jake turned you to face the small mirror above the sink. His chest pressed against your back as one hand rose to cover your mouth completely, palm warm and firm.

"Stay quiet," he murmured against your ear. His other hand moved to the zipper of your dress, drawing it down slowly until the fabric slipped from your shoulders and pooled at your feet.

He worked methodically, removing your bra next and then your panties, leaving you bare in the confined space. His fingers traced over your exposed skin in slow, reassuring strokes. "Breathe through your nose. I've got you."

He freed his cock, already hard and heavy, and positioned you so that you bent forward over the tiny sink. The angle brought your bodies close, forcing him to work within the limited room. He nudged your thighs apart with his knee and pushed inside you in one deliberate, unhurried thrust.

Your muffled sound vibrated against his palm as he filled you completely. "Shhh, good girl," he whispered, his hips beginning a measured rock. "Take it. Nice and easy."

Each movement stayed controlled despite the urgency building in him. His free hand rested on your hip, stroking in steady circles while he ground deeper with each pass. The bathroom walls left little room for anything beyond this close, grinding rhythm, yet he maintained the pace with care. "You're doing so well. So tight around me. Just like that."

His hand stayed locked over your mouth, catching every sound you made as he worked himself in and out. His breathing grew heavier against your neck, but his touch never lost its gentleness even as his need drove him forward.

Minutes passed in the small space, the only sounds the soft wet slide of his cock and the faint creak of the sink under your weight. He adjusted his stance slightly, angling deeper without increasing speed, letting the confined quarters dictate the slow, steady friction.

"Almost there," he breathed, voice tight with restraint. His fingers tightened on your hip in reassurance as he continued the careful thrusts, drawing out the moment until his own release built to its peak.

Jake came with a low, controlled groan, his cock pulsing deep inside you as he held you steady against the sink. He stayed pressed close for several long seconds, letting the aftershocks pass while his hand remained over your mouth.

When he finally pulled out, he reached for a towel and cleaned you with gentle, thorough strokes, wiping away the evidence of what had just happened. "There we go. All taken care of."

He helped you step back into your dress, fastening the zipper and smoothing the fabric over your body. Your hair stayed slightly mussed and your cheeks flushed, but he adjusted what he could before opening the door.

The two of you returned to the dining deck without drawing extra notice. Jake's employees glanced up briefly but quickly returned to their conversations, the weight of his authority keeping any questions unspoken. He pulled out your chair once more, his hand resting possessively on your lower back as you sat.

The meal continued around you, the secret of the cramped bathroom encounter remaining between the two of you alone.

The dinner continued, but the atmosphere had shifted for you. While the conversation around the table flowed with the usual corporate polish, you felt the lingering heat of Jake inside you and the ghost of his palm against your lips.

Every time you shifted in your seat, the friction of your dress against your sensitive skin reminded you of exactly what had happened only minutes prior.

Jake was the picture of composure- he engaged with his lead designer, gesturing with a wine glass as he discussed the autumn palette, but his hand never left your lower back. His thumb traced slow, deliberate circles against your spine, a possessive claim that signaled to you—and only you—that you were still under his complete control.

As the dessert course was served, Jake leaned in, his shoulder brushing yours. "You're shaking, sweetheart," he murmured, his voice a low vibration that sent a shiver straight to your core. "Are you still feeling the effects of our little break?"

You tried to offer a small nod, but your breath hitched. The risk of being discovered, combined with the lingering intensity of his dominance, had left you in a state of floating vulnerability. He noticed the way your chest rose and fell rapidly, and a small, knowing smirk played on his lips. He didn't move his hand; instead, he slid it slightly lower, his fingers grazing the top of your buttocks beneath the fabric of your dress.

"I think we've spent enough time on business for one evening," Jake announced to the table, his voice regaining that commanding, CEO tone that brooked no argument. "Thank you all for your hard work. Please, enjoy the remaining refreshments and the view. My assistant will coordinate your transport back to the docks in the morning."

The employees rose, offering their gratitude and compliments on the evening. As the group dispersed toward the lounge area of the yacht, Jake didn't let you move. He stood, his hand gripping your waist firmly, pulling you flush against his side. He waited until the deck was clear of any prying eyes before he leaned down, his lips brushing your ear.

"The bathroom was a necessity, but now," he whispered, his voice dropping an octave, "I want you properly. No rushing, no hiding, and no more muffling your screams."

He led you away from the main deck, guiding you through the opulent corridors of the yacht toward the master suite. The walk felt agonizingly slow, the anticipation building with every step. When he opened the heavy mahogany doors to his bedroom, the room was bathed in the soft, golden glow of recessed lighting, the massive bed centered in the room with silk sheets that looked invitingly cool.

The moment the door clicked shut, the "gentle" facade of the dinner party vanished, replaced by a raw, hungry intensity. Jake didn't waste time. He spun you around, pinning you against the closed door. His hands moved to your throat—not to choke, but to hold you steady, his thumb pressing into the soft dip of your neck.

"Look at me," he commanded.You looked up into his eyes, seeing the predatory hunger there. He didn't wait for a response before his mouth crashed onto yours, the kiss deep and demanding, tasting of expensive wine and desperation. His hand slid down from your neck, ripping the zipper of your dress down once more with a sharp, decisive tug. The fabric fell away, leaving you exposed in the dim light of the suite.

He stepped back for a moment, his gaze raking over your body, lingering on your flushed chest and the way your legs trembled. "You were such a good girl in that bathroom," he praised, his voice thick. "So quiet. So obedient. Now, I want to see exactly how much you missed me while we were pretending to be professional."

He gripped your hips and hoisted you up, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. He carried you the short distance to the bed, dropping you onto the silk sheets with a soft thud. He stripped out of his suit with efficient movements, tossing his jacket and shirt aside until he stood over you, hard and imposing.

He crawled over you, his weight pressing you deep into the mattress. He didn't go for your center immediately; instead, he began to map your body with his tongue, licking a path from your collarbone down to your breasts, swirling his tongue around your nipples until they were peaking hard. You arched your back, a loud moan escaping you—a sound you had been forced to swallow earlier.

"That's it," he groaned against your skin. "Let me hear you. No one is listening now."He moved lower, his fingers parting your folds, finding you already soaking wet from the anticipation. He slid two fingers inside you, mimicking the rhythm he'd used in the bathroom, but this time it was faster, more aggressive. He watched your face, savoring the way your eyes rolled back and your breath came in jagged gasps.

When he finally positioned himself, he didn't slide in slowly this time. He gripped your thighs, pinning them back toward your shoulders, and drove into you with one powerful, deep thrust that filled you to the brink. You cried out, the sound echoing in the quiet room, your fingers clawing at the silk sheets.

Jake groaned, his forehead resting against yours, his breathing heavy and synchronized with yours. He began to move, his pace relentless and demanding, driving into you with a force that made the entire bed shift. Every thrust was a claim, a reminder that while he was the CEO to the world, here, in the privacy of his suite, he was your absolute master.

"You're mine," he gasped, his voice strained with pleasure. "Every inch of you... mine."

He continued to hammer into you, the friction building into an unbearable heat. He reached down, his thumb finding your clitoris and rubbing in a tight, fast circle as he continued to fuck you deep. The double stimulation was too much; you shattered first, your internal muscles clamping tight around him in a series of violent spasms.

The feeling of your orgasm triggered his own. Jake let out a guttural roar, his body stiffening as he delivered several final, deep lunges, emptying himself inside you with a force that left you both breathless and spent.

He collapsed on top of you, his heart drumming against your chest. For a long time, neither of you spoke, the only sound the distant lap of the ocean against the hull of the yacht. Eventually, he shifted, rolling to the side but keeping you tucked firmly against his chest, his arm draped possessively over your waist.

"Tomorrow," he whispered, kissing your temple, "you're staying in my office all day. I think we have a lot more 'business' to attend to."

[jaeyunberry]

spit kink jakey plssss 🧎‍♂️ feel free to get even nastier w other fluids i just KNOW that freaky ass mouth is always up to smth🤭

you got it ❤️

warning: 18+ mdni!! contains smut. don’t like don’t read

• jake has many oral fixations and spitting in your mouth is one of them <3

• he can’t help but spit in your mouth every single time before he kisses you. he’ll hold your jaw open, let a thick string slowly drop onto your tongue, and then kiss you so messily that it spreads everywhere down your chin, on your cheeks, everywhere. he’s so messy!

• when he’s fucking you, he loves to spit directly onto your clit while he’s inside you. he’ll pull out, spit on his cock, slap it on your pussy a few times, then slam back in while groaning about how sloppy and wet you are.

• face sitting and spit is lethal with him. he’ll pull you down on his face and literally drink from you, slobbering on your pussy repeatedly to make it even wetter before sucking your clit like a man possessed

• during oral he gets messy as hell. he’ll fully make out with your pussy for what feels like hours “look how sloppy your little cunt is for me. so fucking wet and desperate.”

• he makes you spit on his cock while you jerk him off. oo he loves that. then he spits on it too so it’s a complete mess before he fucks your tits or your throat

• face fucking is one of his favourites. he’ll shove his fat cock down your throat until you’re gagging and drooling everywhere, then pull out and slap it on your face while praising how pretty you look <3

• after he cums deep in your pussy, he’ll pull out, spread you open, and spit directly into your hole before pushing it back in with his cock

• he loves when his spit drips down his cock to where you both connect <3

• he gets extremely vocal about it:

“open your mouth, baby.”

“gonna devour this pussy until it’s dripping down your ass.”

• he once made you keep his spit in your mouth for a full minute while he fingered you, only letting you swallow after you came

• jake is genuinely one of the nastiest members when it comes to fluids. that mouthhhhh bro it wants everything wet, sloppy, and filthy and he wants you dripping from him in every way >.<

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—berry 🍓

hope this was okay anonie poo!!

[jaeyunberry]

thinking about best friend jake who always wants you on his lap 🤍

warning: 18+ mdni!! contains smut

• Jake has been your best friend for years. It started innocently enough - movie nights, gaming sessions, late night talks. But now he always finds an excuse to pull you onto his lap.

• “There’s no more room on the couch, c’mere,” he says with that sweet smile, even when there’s clearly space. He pats his thigh and locks eyes with you until you sit.

• Once you’re there, his arms wrap around your waist like it’s the most natural thing in the world. He rests his chin on your shoulder and continues whatever he was doing, but you can feel him getting hard underneath you <3

• He gets bolder over time. His hands start sliding under your shirt to rub your stomach softly <3. Sometimes he “accidentally” shifts his hips so his hard cock presses right against your ass cheeks

• “You’re so comfy, baby,” he whispers in your ear one night while you’re watching a movie. His voice is lower than usual. “So soft and warm.”

• The tension finally breaks during one of your usual sleepovers. You’re sitting on his lap in his bed, watching TikToks, when he suddenly grips your hips and pulls you down harder against him. You can feel how hard he is through his sweatpants.

“Jake…” you breathe.

• He buries his face in your neck. “Yeah sweetie?” he asks softly. He starts grinding up slowly, hands guiding your hips. “You feel that? That’s what you do to me every single time you sit here like my good girl.” 🤍

• From then on, “sitting on Jake’s lap” takes on a new meaning.

• He loves when you face him, straddling his lap while he kisses you deeply. He loves when you face away so he can grind his cock against your ass while playing with your tits. He especially loves when you’re wearing his hoodie and nothing else

• Jake your needy, touchy best friend who never lets you sit on your own couch <3

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— berry 🍓

i’m such a slut for friends-to-fucking tropes 😵‍💫

[jaeyunberry]

That one gif u reblogged..... jake slapping it on your tongue..... teasing u making u beg to take it ..... some spit kink as the cherry on top.... yea.....

warning: 18+ mdni!! contains smut

tags: praise kink, oral, spit kink

hope u like it anonie 🤍

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Imagine you’re on your knees in front of Jake.

He’s standing tall, looking down at you with that cocky little smirk, one hand gripping the base of his hard cock. He taps it against your tongue - heavy, wet slaps that make the most obscene sound.

“Open wider, baby,” he murmurs, voice low and teasing. He slaps his weighty cock on your tongue again, harder this time, watching the way your tongue sticks out eagerly for him. “Look at you… already drooling for it. Such a greedy girl.”

He rubs the leaking tip across your lips, teasing himself on your face. “You want it so bad, don’t you? Been staring at my dick like you’re starving. Beg for it, princess. Tell me how badly you want to choke on it.”

When you finally break and start begging, his eyes darken with satisfaction.

“That’s my good girl,” he praises, voice dripping with sweetness even as he’s being filthy. “Look at you being so honest for me. You’re doing such a good job, baby.”

He finally feeds you his cock - slow at first, letting you savor the weight on your tongue. But he doesn’t stay gentle for long. He starts fucking your mouth while still praising you:

“Fuck… your mouth feels so good. You’re taking me so well, baby. Such a perfect little cocksucker for me.”

Every time you gag or drool, he moans louder and praises you more. “Look at all that spit… you’re making such a mess for me. I love when you get sloppy like this.”

He keeps one hand in your hair, guiding you, while the other occasionally slaps his wet cock on your tongue again just to watch you chase it.

When he’s close, he pulls out and taps the head on your tongue rapidly. “Ohhh god, gonna cum on this pretty tongue, okay? Keep it out for me, baby. You’re doing so good.”

He cums with a deep groan, painting your tongue and lips while whispering endless praise: “Good girl… such a good fucking girl for me… swallow everything, cutie.”

Afterwards he pulls you up, kisses you messy and deep, tasting himself on your tongue, and whispers, “You’re always so perfect for me.”

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— berry 🍓

[wonvelvet]

heyy could u make some smut about jake having a new piercing on his tongue?

jellyous ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱

in which jake wants to use his tongue piercing on u ִֶָ🪽་༘

content warning: oral (f.rec), overstimulation, smut mdni.

‘well, do you like it?’ jake sticks his tongue out,

you slowly raise your fingers to skim against the cold metal, looking up to meet your boyfriends eyes.

you nod cheerfully, ‘yeah! it’s cute’

jake’s—equally as freezing hands—slide up against your warm arms, pushing you down to the bed gradually.

‘then… should we test it out?’

you don’t have time to respond before jake reaches for the waistband of your shorts, pulling them off swiftly.

he meets your eyes with his own, noticing your hesitant nod. he briskly removes your panties, his mouth practically drooling at the sight. the slight touch of his lips onto your hypersensitive clit was enough to make your legs jolt.

jake’s hands reaches up to your inner thighs, spreading them further with his palm. you can’t help but let out a whimper at the chilling metal intertwining with your puffy folds.

‘stay still for me baby, okay?’

you answer him by threading your fingers in between his soft, messy hair—causing him to hum straight into your clit, a gentle moan escaping your throat at the vibrations.

his tongue dips into your entrance before frustratingly moving back up, the tongue piercing adding an extra layer of pleasure overwhelming your senses. the moans spilling out your mouth were uncontrollable now, the heavy dam in your lower stomach threatening to burst at any moment.

as soon as the cold metal and his warm tongue thrusted inside of you, the knot immediately snapped—creaming his mouth.

jake doesn’t stop though, he uses your stickiness to suck harder.

despite your protests, he continues to abuse your sweet spot with his tongue. the sounds leaving your mouth were pathetic, the stiff metal adding even more stimulation — it was just enough for the weak knot break once again.

jake finally releases his mouth off of you, his chin covered in your fluids. he licks his lips lightly before pushing himself up. he bashes his lips onto yours, leftovers of spit and arousal dripping down your throat.

‘i think you really like it’ jake giggles before gliding his hand down to your stomach, clearly not satisfied yet.

kiki’ thoughts: omg first non heeseung post on this acc…. nervous :(((( but uhhh this def not my best but i hope u enjoy anon!! …. .𖥔 ݁ ˖

[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

[soltyshshs]

Freak Like Me

pairings: college bf!jake x college gf!fem reader

genre: smut, nsfw

word count: 1.9k

warnings & content: mdni! 18+ explicit language, suggestive themes, unprotected sex (safe sex gois), p in v, oral sex (m receiving) breast play, clit play, nasty jake, reader is freaked out, jake brother almost caught them

synopsis: screw the rules of chess. you had a completely different, much wilder game in mind for the both of you, playing the part of being jake’s freaky girlfriend…

now playing: “freak” by doja cat

note: i'm so freaked out by the one and only sim jaeyun. just want him 24/7 ☹️✌️ he's the reason why i am so freaky these past few days. pls enjoy this freaky fic mwahhh!!

The chessboard placed between you and Jake, as you sat on the soft cushion, pieces arranged in their opening formation. His shared room with his brother smelled of fabric softener and the strawberry ice cream you'd shared earlier. The only sounds were the soft click of pieces moving and the occasional frustrated exhale from Jake.

You should have been planning your next move. Instead, your gaze drifted upward from the board to where Jake sat cross-legged across from you, manspreading just enough to make the fabric of his khaki pants stretch taut across his thighs. The outline of him was visible—thick, heavy, pressing against the fabric. Your fingers hovered over your bishop, and were now forgotten.

Jake ditched the blazer hours ago. His white uniform shirt had the top three buttons undone, the collar loose, his necktie hanging like an afterthought. The sleeves were rolled to his forearms, and every time he reached for a piece, the muscles shifted beneath his honey skin. Veins traced along the backs of his hands, prominent against pink knuckles. His fingers were long, bony, nails trimmed neatly as always. When Jake moved a knight forward, his jaw clenched—a sharp angle that flexed as he realized he'd walked into your trap.

He ran his fingers through his hair again, the dark strands falling messy and soft across his forehead. A bead of sweat gathered at his temple despite the cool air from the air conditioner.

"Your move," he said, voice low and distracted.

Winning wasn't your goal anymore. The ache between your legs had been building since he'd unbuttoned that shirt. Your panties were soaked through—you could feel the wet fabric clinging to you with every small shift of your hips. You wanted to ruin him.

You wanted him to ruin you. Now.

You stood. Jake's eyes followed you, confused, his hand still resting on his rook. Without breaking eye contact, you slipped your hands beneath your skirt, hooked your fingers into the waistband of your black panties, and tugged them down. The fabric peeled away from your wet center with a soft, obscene sound. You balled them up and tossed them directly at his face.

Jake caught them on reflex, one hand snapping up. The soaked fabric dangled from his fingers. His eyes went wide, cheeks flushing pink.

"W-what are you doing?" His voice cracked. Another bead of sweat rolled down his temple.

"Isn't it obvious?" You planted your foot on the edge of the chessboard and kicked. Pieces scattered, clattering against each other, the carpet muffling the sound. "I'm going to fuck you. So unzip your pants now before I ruin them."

"But my brother could come anytime soon—"

You dropped to your knees and crawled across the cushion toward him. Jake's words died in his throat as you pressed your lips to his. Soft. Plump. Tasting strawberry ice cream you ate earlier. You bit his lower lip—thick and warm between your teeth—and he whimpered.

The sound went straight through you. High, breathy, desperate. You wanted to hear it again and again.

"Then let's be quick," you murmured against his mouth.

You reached for his belt, yanking the buckle open, pulling the leather free. His khaki jeans came next—tugging the button, dragging the zipper down, shoving the fabric past his hips. He lifted himself enough for you to pull them off, and they landed somewhere on the soft carpet behind you. Your patience is gone. Your wet cunt throbbed with the need for your boyfriend inside you.

Jake shifted backward, leaning against the edge of his bed, and pulled you onto his lap. You straddled him, your bare pussy pressing against the cotton of his boxers. You ground down, feeling the hard length of him beneath the thin fabric, your slick wetness soaking through immediately.

"Horny, are we?" Jake's smirk was breathless. He pressed wet, open-mouthed kisses along your neck, and you tilted your head to give him more access.

"How can I not? I have a sexy boyfriend with a big dick." You palmed him through his boxers, feeling him twitch against your hand. You tugged the waistband down, freeing his cock—hard, flushed, the tip swollen and leaking pre-cum from the slit.

You grabbed him, positioning the thick head at your entrance. You teased yourself first, just fucking the fat tip of him in and out, stretching yourself around the widest part.

"Hnghh—" you gasped.

"F-fuck, you're so tight," Jake groaned, his hands gripping your hips.

You sank down slowly, taking him inch by inch. He filled you completely—thick, long, his cock pulsing inside you as if it had been built for your cunt. You could feel every vein, every ridge of him. You started to bounce, your wet pussy sliding up and down his length, his balls slapping against you with each movement. The lewd, wet squelching sound echoed off the walls.

"You're so big—ahh!"

"Go fuck yourself more," Jake urged. His eyes were fixed on you—your closed eyes, your furrowed brow, your parted lips fighting to stay quiet. He lifted your skirt, watching his dick disappear inside you, his balls glistening with your juices. White cream formed where your bodies met. His naughty fingers found your clit, rubbing slow, tight circles. Jake wants to engrave this to his mind forever.

"You're so hot like this. Fuck—" He watched your fucked-out face, your pussy stretched wide around him.

You unbuttoned your blouse, freeing your breasts from your bra, just enough for Jake to devour it. You leaned forward, brushing one nipple against his plump lips while you groped the other shamelessly. Jake latched on immediately, sucking like a starving man, his tongue swirling, his eyes locked on yours.He looked at you as he kept on sucking it, maintaining his eye contact with you. 

If you are the freak, then he is the nasty one.

He twitched inside you as you keep bucking your hips. You tightened around him—he felt it too. Jake pushed you down gently onto the carpet, your head landing on the soft cushion where you sat earlier. He grabbed both your legs, pressed them toward your chest, spreading them wider. Without warning, he thrust hard and deep—so deep making your eyes roll back.

"J-Jake—fuck! Fuck!" You were crying now, tears of pleasure as he slammed into you faster.

"Does it feel good? Is this what you wanted?" He fucked you deeper, harder.

"Yes—hnghh! Right there..."

You grabbed his necktie, pulling it toward you, and bit down on the fabric to muffle your moans. Jake couldn't stop staring—your spread legs, your swollen cunt dripping onto the soft carpet, boobs bouncing sinfully trying to escape from your bra, your mouth biting his tie, your glossy eyes staring at him. You're so freaked out right now. Jake swore he could cum anytime by just looking at you.

“Hmmp–” Then you came hard. Your cunt clenched around him, pulsing, sucking him deep. Making him moan from your tightness. Your whole body shook from your intense orgasm.

"Fuck, baby... you're so good around me." He kissed your forehead, pulled the tie from your mouth, and kept pounding.

"B-babe, cum in my mouth? Please?" You opened your mouth, tongue out with your pleading eyes.

What a nasty offer.

"You're such a freak—ahh!" He kept snapping his hips.

Jake pulled out suddenly. You hissed at the sudden loss. He hovered above you, in between your head, stroking his cock fast. You could see his slit oozing with pre-cum. You lifted your head a little bit, licking his flushed swollen tip, swirling your tongue, sucking just the head as he stroked the base. Staring at him playfully. Jake cannot think straight right now by how hot you look.

"My baby wants my cum?" He ran his fingers through his sweat-damp hair.

You nodded, releasing him with a wet pop. Jake was breathtakingly handsome above yours—biting his lower lip, staring down at you intensely, stroking himself fast as he could. You're a lucky bitch you thought to yourself. 

"I'm gonna cum—ahh—fuck—hnghh!"

Jake came hard. Hot spurts of his seed hit your tongue, some of it landed on your flushed cheeks, your closed eyes. He kept milking himself until nothing remained. You lifted your head again, sucking his swollen tip clean. Earning a loud groan from Jake.

You appear messy, yet in a beautiful way. Jake captured this moment to his mind.

He gets off you quickly above you, lifts his boxers from his ankle, and reaches into the drawer beside you for the wipes. He took some wet sheets and gently cleaned your face, wiping away the sticky semen. Jake also helps you button up your blouse, before moving down to your legs to wipe away any juices.

"Open your legs for me, baby," he commanded, and you complied quickly. 

Now, he is once again beneath you. You felt the cool wipe against your entrance as he cleaned it gently, causing you to clench from the sudden friction. Jake swallowed, his gaze fixed on your swollen pussy.

"So beautiful. Only for me," he leaned forward to press a quick kiss on your pussy. Your eyes widened, and you quickly grabbed his hair, forcing him to look at you. 

"Jake, we just finished!" you scolded him. 

Jake chuckled softly and pressed a gentle kiss on your lips. He inserted his tongue, savoring the taste within your mouth as he explored your warm mouth. Both of you pulled out with a smile. 

"Thank you, babe."Jake warmly embraced me with a gentle smile, saying, "I love you so much."

 "I love you too, Jaeyun. Next time?" You hugged him back, teasing him again.

"I don't mind doing it again right now."Jake laughed. 

Knock! Knock! Knock! 

Both of you froze, staring at each other before disconnecting when someone began to knock. 

"Jake! Bro! I left my wallet inside. Could you please give it to me?" His older brother was outside. 

Your blood ran cold upon hearing his brother. Jake panicked and quickly put on his pants, then stumbled to his feet. 

"Wait a minute, hyung!" Jake shouted. 

"Come on, man! Let me in!" His brother was knocking harshly on the door.

Jake finally zipped up his pants and went to his brother's study table to pick up the wallet he had been requesting. He opened the door, revealing his furious brother. 

"Peace, hyung." Jake shyly handed him the wallet. 

His brother's eyes landed on you as you sat on the floor, hugging a cushion and bowing at him with a shy smile. You were honestly embarrassed. His gaze then shifted to his younger brother. Both of you were flushed from the intense session you just had, your clothes wrinkled and your hair messy. Jake's older brother quickly understood the assignment.

"Alright. Thanks for this!" A naughty smile crept across his face as he said his goodbyes.

As soon as Jake closed the door, his brother shouted from the hallway.

"Safe sex, kiddos!" his voice playfully teased, followed by loud laughter fading down the corridor.

You and Jake stared at each other, your faces burning with embarrassment. You threw a cushion in Jake's direction, but he caught it instantly, thanks to his quick reflexes.

"What?!" Jake laughed, trying his best not to smirk at how flustered you were.

"N-nothing!" you replied, burying your reddened face in his pillows as you collapsed onto his bed.

"Where's my freaky girl now?" he teased, joining you on the mattress and pulling you close.

Freak like me.

taglist: @hoonguin @jakeycakeys @simjaeyunlvrclub @ni-kiluvzxo @livonianmaia

💌 - Love 𑣲 Im 𝑺ol᯽ ݁˖

[soltyshshs]

Slow Down

pairings: idol bf!jake x non-idol gf!fem reader 

genre: smut, established relationship, nsfw

word count: 0.8k

warnings & content: mdni! 18+ explicit language, suggestive themes, fingering, clit play, nipple sucking, p in v

synopsis: jake wanted to show you how the lyrics are supposed to be done physically…

now playing: “slow down” by chase atlantic 

note: i’ve been listening to this since jake played this song on his weverse live. cannot help to write a short fic about this. his music taste is so freakyyy like him…

While you were in the shower, Jake played “Slow Down” by Chase Atlantic.

He had been obsessed with the band for the past few months, playing their songs whenever he got the chance.

Jake sat on the edge of the bed, patiently waiting for you to come out. He lazily scrolled through his phone, humming along to the lyrics.

The sensual words made his cock twitch and harden beneath his gray sweatpants. The thought of fucking you went straight to his head, as if the freaky lyrics had summoned him.

When you stepped out of the shower, your hair was still slightly damp. The warm orange glow from the lampshade highlighted your soft, plump skin. A towel was wrapped tightly around your body like a short, fitted dress that hugged your curves, your hardened nipples poking through from the cool air, and the fabric barely covering your thick thighs.

Jake’s eyes lit up at the sight. He shamelessly checked you out, undressing you with his gaze, clearly wanting to rip the towel away.

I push a little farther on the edge

I crawl a little further on the bed, babe

I'm burning up, yeah, all I see is red~

“She said, ‘Fuck me like I’m famous,’” Jake sang seductively. He stuck his tongue out, then bit his lower lip, nodding playfully. His eyes burned with lust as he stared at you intensely.

“I said, ‘Okay,’” you replied, matching his energy. Just thinking about what was coming next made you drip with anticipation.

You walked slowly toward him and began unwrapping the towel for him.

Jake's gaze locked onto you the second the towel slipped from your fingers. The fabric pooled at your feet, leaving you bare under the warm orange glow of the lamp. Your skin still glistened from the shower, nipples hardened from the cool air, the curve of your hips and the soft swell of your thighs fully exposed.

Jake definitely loves what he is seeing right now.

He dropped his phone onto the mattress without looking, distracted by the scene in front of him, the song still playing low from the speaker. His cock strained visibly against the gray fabric of his sweatpants, a thick ridge pressing upward, waiting to be unraveled. He stayed seated on the edge of the bed, legs spread, watching every step you took closer.

"Fuck," he breathed, voice rough. His hands gripped the edge of the mattress as you stopped right between his knees. He leaned forward, mouth level with your stomach, and dragged his tongue slowly up the center of your torso, tasting the water still clinging to your skin. Smelling the milky floral scent body wash you use, his favorite. The wet heat of his tongue left a shining trail.

His hands came up to your waist, fingers digging in as he pulled you even closer. He pressed his face between your breasts, inhaling deeply, feeling the tingling sensation straight to your pulsating core. Jake turned his head and sucked one stiff nipple into his mouth. His tongue flicked over your sensitive bud, slowly teasing you, teeth grazing just enough to make you gasp. Biting it,making you grab his soft messy hair. He switched to the other, giving them attention, sucking harder, leaving both glistening when he finally pulled back.

"Turn around," he said, voice low and thick. You did, and he immediately grabbed your ass with both hands, spreading you open for a moment before letting go. One palm slid between your thighs from behind, fingers brushing through your slick folds. He groaned when he felt how wet you already were.

"So wet, dripping for me already, mhm?" he muttered, his two long fingers sliding inside you without warning. “Do you like this right? He pumped them slowly, curling them against your inner walls while his thumb circled your clit, making you moan. His other hand stayed on your ass, squeezing and spreading your ass cheek as he fingered you deeper just how you always liked it.

“You're trembling. Is it too much? Tell me? he asked teasingly, as he continued to torture your wet cunt.

“Y-yeah T-too much! Ohh–!” you replied breathlessly, clenching hard around his thick bony finger.

The song swelled in the background. You're about to reach your orgasm when Jake pulls his fingers out, brings them to his mouth to taste your juices, and sucks them clean while staring up at you. That fucking eyes of him. He's playing dirty. Then he hooked his thumbs into his waistband and shoved his sweatpants down just far enough for his dick to spring free. It stood thick and flushed, the pink head already shiny with precum.

He wrapped a hand around the base and gave it one slow stroke. "Come here,babe" he said, guiding you forward by the hips until you straddled his lap. The head of his cock nudged against your entrance as he held you there, his tip circling around your sensitive clit, not pushing in yet. Jake's one hand spreads your thighs wider, as his free hand slid up your back, fingers tangling in your damp hair, tugging your head back so he could place his mouth at your throat.

"Ride me," he whispered against your skin, teeth scraping your pulse. Sending shivers down to your spine. 

“Fuck me like I'm famous, Okay?”

Oh.

taglist: @hoonguin @jakeycakeys @simjaeyunlvrclub @ni-kiluvzxo @livonianmaia

[bambi-hee]

jake edging reader while she’s on an important call because she gave him an attitude earlier in the day

sim jaeyun drabble ~ misbehaving

pairing: bf!Jake x fem!reader

warnings/tags: MINORS DNI 18+, fingering, crying, overstimulation, edging, pet names (baby & good girl), reader being called a brat, she is on the phone for part of it. (sorry if I missed any)

word count: 559

a/n: first drabble...practice makes perfect I guess. but I did this in like a hour lol. not proofread...

your past self would’ve asked how you got here. ten minutes ago, you were sitting fine at your desk. your phone to your ear. you were doing an online interview for a job. something you were waiting for, for weeks.

jake, your boyfriend, must have thought it was the perfect way at getting back at you. why? earlier that day, at about lunch, you got snarky with him. a bit nervous about your interview, it made you high-strung. with jake being an person to easily get upset, he wanted to punish you for your mistake.

and this was his perfect chance.

now, the sloppy sounds of your slick fill the room as two of jake’s fingers piston in and out of your pussy. his other hand rubbing your clit and an alarming rate. 

luckily, it’s just a phone call. if not the poor man on the other line would be facing your tear soaked cheeks and your puffy lips. 

jake was between your legs watching your face contort as tears fall. having to bite your lip to hide the moans threatening to slip out. 

“yes…yes i believe i would…be a perrfecct fit,” you were trying so hard to make yourself seem fine. in actuality. you’ve been waiting to cum for ten minutes. 

“maybe if you weren’t so stubborn you wouldn’t be in this mess now, would you?” he mouths while landing a smack against your clit. your hips jerk unconsciously because of the impact as you bite your lip so you won’t let out a whimper.

“thank you…p-please get back to me soon..bye,” you say and hang up the phone. it slips out of your hand and lands on the floor. jake raises an eyebrow at you.

“you’re a real brat, y’know that?” he watches your hips tremble, “cock off to me and expect to get away with it?” 

“i—i’m sorry, jakey!” you whine as your head leans against the back of the desk chair, “d-didn’t mean it, reallyyy…” 

all he does is pull away, leaving your poor clenching hole empty. you whine again for a totally different reason. 

“don’t whine, brat,” jake grunts, “apologize again.” 

you bite your lip again, trying to regain partial control, “i’m…so sorry, jake…i—never want you upset you.” 

jake is never a person to hold a grudge, especially with you.  

“you won’t do it again?” 

“p—promise. i promise, jakey.”

he doesn’t respond, just pushes his two fingers back it. pounding if fingers back into your clenching hole. causing you to gasp, “f—fuck jake!” 

he continues at the same pace for a period of time. curling his fingers til he reaches a spot making you clench harder. It was not long until you were close to your orgasm, and he knew it wouldn’t be long. he has been toying at you for twenty minutes. 

“gonna cum for me? finally gonna let you since you apologized like a good girl,” not changing his mind blowing speed, “way better than you earlier…you learned your lesson.” 

all you do is croak out a soft, “close…please let me jakey…” as your hips lift off the chair slightly.

“cum for me, baby.”

you tumble over the edge with a guttural moan. your thighs jerk as you orgasm. catching your breath as jake takes his fingers out of you.

“now you know for next time. attitude leads to punishment, baby.”

[stwryun]

your boyfriend jake loves holding eye contact as he watches you ride him ୨୧ jake x reader ୨୧ mdni

you’re in jake’s dimly lit bedroom, the air thick with the faint scent of his cologne mixed with the metallic tang of soldering flux and old books. the space is pure nerd heaven shelves overflowing with manga, warhammer minis, and stacks of programming textbooks. his gaming setup glows softly in the corner, rgb lights pulsing like a heartbeat.

jake lies beneath you on his messy bed, hoodie and tshirt rucked up to his collarbones, exposing his surprisingly smooth, lean chest and the faint trail of hair leading down. his thick black glasses are still perched on his nose, slightly fogged already, and his cock — hard, flushed, and throbbing — waits for you.

you hover over him, heart racing with that familiar shyness. being on top always makes you feel so exposed, so vulnerable. but Jake’s hands gently grip your hips, guiding you as you slowly sink down onto him.the stretch is delicious, inch by thick inch filling you until your ass meets his thighs and he’s buried to the hilt inside your tight, wet heat. a soft, broken moan escapes your lips.

“eyes on me,” jake breathes, his voice low and husky but still carrying that soft, analytical edge. his dark eyes lock onto yours instantly, refusing to let go. “don’t look away even for a second.”

riding jake means holding eye contact with him the entire time. it’s so fucking hard when you’re already shy about taking control like this — about being the one moving, bouncing, showing him exactly how desperate you are. your cheeks burn, you want to bury your face in his neck, hide in the safety of his hoodie, or squeeze your eyes shut. but he doesn’t care he needs your eyes on him.

he cups your jaw with one hand, thumb stroking your flushed cheek as you start to roll your hips. “that’s it, baby look right at me while you ride my cock,” he whispers, voice trembling with restraint. “i want to see everything every flicker every moan.”

you move slowly at first, grinding in deep, sensual circles. the wet slide of him inside you is obscene, stretching you perfectly, hitting that spot that makes your toes curl. jake’s breath hitches every time you clench around him, but his gaze never wavers —intense, hungry, loving. those nerdy eyes drink in your face like it’s the most beautiful equation he’s ever solved.

you pick up the pace, lifting and dropping onto him with soft, slick sounds. your tits bounce with every motion. jake’s free hand slides up your body, cupping one breast, pinching your nipple just right while his thumb brushes over it. the pleasure spikes, and you whimper, your rhythm faltering for a moment.

“eyes,” he reminds you gently but firmly, tilting your chin back to him when your gaze starts to drift. “don’t you dare look away i need to watch you fuck yourself on me.”

the eye contact makes everything more intimate, almost unbearably so. you can see every tiny detail the way his pupils are blown wide with lust, the flush creeping down his neck, the way his lips part when you squeeze around him. he’s studying you — your parted lips, your hooded eyes, the way your eyebrows knit together when he angles his hips just right to grind against that perfect spot deep inside.

you ride him harder, faster, the slap of skin on skin filling the room alongside your shared moans. sweat beads on your skin. your hands brace on his chest, feeling his heart hammering wildly under your palms.

“fuck… you feel so good,” jake groans, his voice cracking in that adorable way. “so tight so wet keep looking at me while you take every inch — good girl you’re doing so well.”

the praise mixed with that unwavering stare pushes you closer to the edge. your thighs burn, but you can’t stop. every bounce sends sparks through your body. jake’s hands grip your hips tighter, helping you now, pulling you down onto him with each thrust. his glasses slip further down his nose, but he doesn’t fix them he’s too lost in you.

you’re so close. your pussy flutters around his cock, clenching rhythmically as the pressure coils tighter.“don’t close your eyes,” he pants, voice raw. “look at me when you come i want to see it — need to see it.”

the orgasm crashes into you like a supernova. you cry out, loud and shameless, your whole body shaking as intense waves of pleasure rip through you. your inner walls pulse and squeeze around him, milking his cock. but your eyes stay locked on his the entire time — wide, glassy, completely undone. jake watches every second of it, mesmerized, groaning deeply as your climax triggers his own.

he thrusts up into you one last time, burying himself as deep as possible while he comes hard, pulsing and spilling inside you with a broken, whimpering moan that sounds so perfectly nerdy and desperate.

for a long moment, you stay like that — connected, breathing heavily, eyes still locked in that raw, intimate stare. then jake pulls you down gently against his chest, wrapping his arms around you. He kisses your forehead, your cheeks, your lips, still panting softly.

“god i love when you look at me like that,” he murmurs against your hair, voice warm and sated. “best data i’ve ever collected.” you smile, boneless and glowing, knowing your sweet, brilliant nerd boyfriend will never let you hide during moments like this. and honestly ? you don’t want to anymore.

⭐️ wrote this on a whim and i love it

[stwryun]

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puppy jake headcannons 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯

pairing :: sim jaeyun x fem!reader warnings :: eventual smut, excessive fluff, praise kink, pathetic jake, groping, size diff, non idol au, established relationship, switch!jake (?), degradation, breeding kink, slight somno, sub!jake, belly bulge, dry humping, big dick jake, oral sex word count :: 2k a/n :: @ puppyjake honestly love you to death kid you’re a good kid honestly ALSO this is not proofread pls ignore any errors👀

puppy!jake who follows you around without even realizing he’s doing it. you get up to grab a glass of water, and somehow thirty seconds later he’s wandered into the kitchen too, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. if you point it out, he’ll blink at you in confusion before looking around like he’s only just noticed where he ended up. “hm…  i guess i did.” he’s not even trying to so blatantly trail after you, he just likes being wherever you are, and his feet seem to know that before his brain does :3

puppy!jake who somehow always ends up touching you whenever you’re together. maybe it’s his knee resting against yours, his arm draped lazily behind your shoulders, or his head slowly finding its way into your lap while you’re watching something. he doesn’t even think about it anymore; being close to you feels as natural as breathing. if you shift away to grab something, he’ll purposely scoot impossibly closer again a minute later

puppy!jake who absolutely lights up whenever you praise him. even something like just telling him he did a good job, has him trying (and failing) to hide the boyish grin spreading across his face. he’ll duck his head, scratch the back of his neck, mumble an embarrassed “thanks,” as his cheeks flush profusely :p

puppy!jake who greets you like you’ve been gone for months every single time you come home, even if you’ve literally just left an hour ago to buy groceries. the second he hears your keys in the door, he’s already standing up with the biggest smile plastered onto his face, bounding up to shamelessly grope at you while using the excuse that he just wants to see what you’ve bought home :3

puppy!jake who has theee cutest habit of nudging your hand whenever he wants attention while you’re busy. if you’re reading, scrolling on your phone or working on your laptop, you’ll suddenly feel his shoulder bump yours or his forehead gently press against your arm. if you absentmindedly scratch his hair without looking, he’ll just smile to himself, (almost) completely satisfied. if you don’t notice… you can expect an exaggerated sigh, closely followed by another, firmer nudge, nudges that won’t let up until he’s satisfied with the attention you give him

puppy!jake who gets genuinely excited over your interests as if they’re his own. mention a movie, a hobby or a random fact you like once, and he’s bringing it up days later because he spent time learning about it. not because he suddenly became obsessed with it himself, but because seeing you talk so passionately about something makes him happy. literally nothing makes him smile more than asking you a question and watching your face light up while you explain to him the nuances in whatever it is that’s got you so excited

puppy!jake who loves more than anything to be intertwined with you as much as he possibly can be. he frequently pulls you into his lap, arms tight around your middle, head bent down to nuzzle into your neck as he gently kisses down your pulse point. if not, somehow half his body will end up draped over your legs or your lap, despite your protests about how heavy he is. he’ll mumble “you’re just extra comfortable,” into your bare stomach as he toys with the hem of your (his) shirt, head in your lap as his lips graze your torso :p

puppy!jake who gets sad whenever you’re sad. he’s not always sure what the perfect thing to say is, and sometimes he’ll stumble over his words trying to make you feel better. so instead, he opts to simply stay. he’ll sit beside you in silence, rubbing slow circles over your back, holding your hand if you’ll let him, and quietly reminding you that he isn’t going anywhere until you’re okay, even if it takes hours :(

puppy!jake who sends voice notes instead of texts whenever he can because he likes the idea of you hearing his voice. they usually start with whatever he actually wanted to tell you before turning into him laughing halfway through, getting distracted by something he saw, or remembering another story. some of them end with an absent-minded, “okay… i miss you. bye,” before he hangs up, realising he’s forgotten to tell you that you’re out of milk, the whole reason he’d opted to send a voice note in the first place :3

puppy!jake who gets distracted halfway through telling stories because he’s more interested in making you smile than finishing the point. he’ll start explaining something that happened during work, somehow end up doing impressions of everyone involved, and then completely lose his train of thought because you let out a soft giggle. “forgot what i was talking about…” he’ll mumble under his breath, face flushed as you coo at him :p

puppy!jake who completely melts whenever you scratch the back of his neck or run fingers through his thick brown hair. you can literally feel his shoulders relaxing beneath your hand as he leans further into you without thinking. after a few minutes his eyes start drooping, his replies become quieter, and eventually he’s asleep before the movie is even halfway over, still holding tightly onto your hand :(

puppy!jake who naturally drifts closer whenever you’re walking together until your shoulders brush. eventually your hands bump together, and he’ll glance at you for a second before shyly hooking his fingers around yours, still feeling bashful after being with you for years. after that, he absentmindedly swings your joined hands as you walk, smiling to himself without even noticing he’s doing it. of course, you notice though, and reach up to plant a chaste kiss to his flushed cheek :p

puppy!jake who smiles into every kiss, even non-sexual ones. every single time you pull away, he’s already looking at you with this ridiculously fond expression, cheeks just a little pink. sometimes he’ll let out the tiniest laugh, almost like he still can’t believe this is real

puppy!jake who becomes even clingier whenever he’s exhausted. if you try getting out of bed before him, he’ll instinctively wrap both arms around your waist and pull you back down without even opening his eyes. “five more minutes…” he’ll mumble into your shoulder, voice all sleepy and rough, tightening his hold just enough to make escaping impossible, even though he knows you’d never want to escape :3

let’s go to hell😳 aka nsfw under div

puppy!jake who desperately ruts against the bed while he’s eating you out, sometimes just thrusting into the air if there’s nothing for him to hump. he gets impossibly harder when you point it out, interrupting his frantic making out with your pussy by tugging on his hair, cooing at your needy mutt, warning him that if he carries on, you might not give him the chance to fuck you (which he knows is a lie), but he still does his very best to force his hips still :(

puppy!jake who has the leakiest cock :( he drips precum so much that there’s almost always a cute little wet patch on the front of his boxers when you peel off his sweatpants. you can’t help but coo at your leaky boy, prompting his face to flush an even deeper shade of red, a sharp whine slipping out of him before he can stop it

puppy!jake who has theeeee most sensitive tip. like of all time. all you have to do is brush your thumb across it and he’s reeling, a drop of precum now running over your fist wrapped tight around his length. he lets out little hisses when you gently kitten-lick his slit, tears brewing already at the stimulation

puppy!jake who lives in a perpetual state of horniness, doing his best to pretend he’s not hard when you’ve only just ran your fingers through his hair. so pathetic, he thinks to himself, brows furrowed, as he wraps his arms tighter around your middle and tries to focus on the movie you’ve put on, hoping you don’t notice anything poking you :(

puppy!jake who occasionally tries to taunt you back, but finds out that he really cannot tease you for too long at all because at the end of the day the only thing he wants is for his pretty baby to feel good… he feels the need to make up for his feeble attempts at teasing, and he does so by going down on you for hours, although he doesn’t really consider this to be an apology because he enjoys it just as much as you do :3

puppy!jake who has (almost) never ending stamina. he’ll only stop when he knows you can’t take anymore, and even then, as you drift off, you can still feel him semi-hard against your back. you’d told him early on in your relationship that he could use you to take care of his issue, but he’d never really gotten used to that. instead, he typically opted to gently rut against you for a while, stifling his whimpers as he groped your tits from behind, tears pooling in his eyes as he came in his pants, his face buried in your neck. he sniffled and adjusted himself, deciding he’d just clean himself up in the morning, n maybe tell you about it just so he could hear you call him your needy pup

puppy!jake who didn’t initially realise his size, rutting into you desperately without prep. to be fair, you didn’t expect him to be so fucking huge, but he was already inside now, grinding into you as he finally bottomed out. you grasped desperately at his face from beneath him, grinning at his watery eyes before telling him to slow down, to let you get used to him. you saw the guilt immediately forming in his eyes but kissed it away, guiding his lips to yours as you joined in a sloppy kiss, a mixture of his and your’s spit now running down your chin as you smirked through it, nipping at his bottom lip to let him know he could continue :3

puppy!jake who fucks you faster and harder when he’s close, mewling at the sight of your fucked out expression mirroring his. he plants his big hands on either side of your waist as he lets out a sharp whine at the sight of your belly bulge, imprint of his dick visible as he bottomed out inside you, instinctively pressing down on it, making you both moan in unison. “m so fucking deep, baby,” he groans at the sight, trailing one hand down to your clit to trace circles on it as he picks up his pace, because he can’t cum unless you do first

puppy!jake who just cums so much. fucking it all back into you in the name of filling you up how you like it, whimpering as you drag him down to your mouth to whisper how good of a dad he’d be. “would you like that jakey? ‘can give you your own little pups,” he lets out a strangled little sob at the thought :(

puppy!jake who’s tongue lolls out when he’s fucking you good, first creeping out of the corner of his mouth as he concentrates, to involuntarily fully sticking out, eyes screwed shut as his hands tighten on your hips

puppy!jake, who at the start of your relationship, completely short circuits when you jokingly call him a good boy. he’ll freeze mid-sentence, blink a few times, then splutter out the rest of whatever he was chatting about, his voice noticeably breaking as he tries his absolute hardest to appear unbothered (you’ve used it against him every day since)