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PAIRING : photographer!jake x lingerie model!reader
GENRE : smut, project partners, rivals to fwb, unprotected sex (stay safe y'all), fingering, choking, degradation, praising, use of nicknames (angel, princess), slight bondage, implied corruption kink, hint of angst, jihoon being an asshole, mentions of camera and lingerie photography.
WC : 5.3k words
SYNOPSIS: being the top model for your company was something you had grown accustomed to, alongside your photographer, jihoon, always placing number one on the 'monthly evaluation list'. just opposite to jake not being accustomed to be placed second. so when company announced 'the switch project', jake had to turn the tables for him. the hard part? you're his partner and you hate him.
WARNING : 18+ content, minors dni.
A/N : hihi! i'm finally back with the first installment for my trope time series! it's by far the longest fic i've written. i hope you guys enjoy it! all likes, comments, reblogs and asks are highly appreciated!
"why do we even bother checking it at this point?" jihoon asked, stretching his hands out, mainly to indicate how accustomed he was to this, almost like a routine.
"confident, are we now?" you raise your brow, walking towards the notice board.
it was last day of the month, meaning, the monthly evaluation list was supposed to be updated. each month, you placed first on the models list, never swerving at any cost.
jihoon on the other hand, always placed first on the photographer's list. it never changed, hence his cocky behaviour regarding the same. he carried himself as a king, never admitting that anyone could do better or even come closer to his level of expertise.
you and jihoon came in pairs, got along well, both egoistic yet always strived to work hard, not letting anyone take your thrones. if he was the king then you were his queen, for various more reasons than just placing first.
the chemistry you had with him looked unwavering to others, some rumours also stating how you were in 'friends with benefits' relationship, which would explain how he knows all of your body that well—well enough to know the exact angle and pose which would make you shine. he knew your body by heart.
the rumours didn't lie, you indeed were sexually active with each other, no strings attached. you had to admit, jihoon was a great pleasure provider, strong with great sex appeal. and you? perfect in all ways, people looked up to you, your magazine cover shoots, your street fashion, your everything you had to offer. naturally, jihoon was attracted to you, resulting in makeout sessions which further evolved into sex.
coming back to the notice board, you see jake sim fuming, again, the usual. his jaw and fist clenched, probably not too pleased by the outcome. checking the list, you clearly saw yours and jihoon's name sitting on the throne, you had placed first again.
the reason for jake's resentment? he placed second, again. he's been on the same rank for as long as he could remember, always giving his best yet not succeeding. reason? he doesn't know. maybe because her model, amber, wasn't enthusiastic about her job, always prioritising her own selfish plans rather than the ones laid out by your company.
jihoon snickered at the look of distress jake sported on his face, gaining his attention at the mocking gesture.
"lost again, sim?" he taunted, smirk growing on his face. you laughed along, supporting jihoon in his usual teasing session.
but before jake could retort, the head manager arrived at the lobby, everyone falling silent at his arrival after greeting him.
"good morning to all, i take it you've seen the monthly evaluation already?" he started, getting a chorus of hums and yes from the employs.
he nodded, congratulating all the ones who have been working hard. further, he cleared his throat, announcing something. "so, our company–although big, hasn't hosted any event like this in its history."
you looked at jihoon, to already see him looking at you with confusion. what event was it?
"all my fellow employees, let me introduce you to the switch project!" he announced with jazzy hands. everyone still stared at him with confusion, though clapping alongside him to maintain the spirit.
"the rules are basic, your current pairs will be unpaired. each model will come up here and select one piece of folded paper from the glass bowl which will determine your photographer partner." he explained.
your eyes widened, along with everyone else in the area. working without jihoon sounded terrifying to you. yes, you can do it but you also knew that jihoon could bring out the best in you, changing that would be a problem, you gulped.
"once paired, you'll be given a period of three days to decide your whole setup according to the theme, stylists will be provided to you but no one will be allowed in the shoot except for the pair." he further explained.
"out of fifty three, only twelve pairs will go to the next round which will also be the final round. those twelve pairs will get a celebratory party before the finals–" a series of excited 'ooh' left everyone's mouth.
"–and again, you have to prepare for it in a span of three days. the winner will be declared a day after the final shoot submission. now, onto the most interesting part, the winner will get their shoot photo as the cover of the mystique magazine along with two whole columns of experiences from both–the model and the photographer!" he clapped enthusiastically.
mystique magazine, the greatest opportunity you could ever get. it was big, hyped everywhere and the one people looked upto for inspiration. a layer of determination swept through your body, you had to win this.
commotion built up, excited chatter about the winning prize boomed up until the manager asked for silence, calling all models to pick up their respective chits–partners.
your fingers were fidgety, but your expressions said otherwise, head held high with no worry whatsoever. that facade broke as soon as amber announced her partner, or dare you say, your partner. she was paired with jihoon, walking to him with the biggest smirk on her face. throwing a wink your way.
before you could react, your name was called to pick your chit. you took a deep breath, taking a piece of paper out from the glass bowl, opening it to see the name–jake sim. you announced, just to see him staring at you, jaw clenched.
the whole situation was fucked up to say the least, you being partnered with jake, jihoon's rival and jihoon being partnered with amber, your rival. how would this end?
𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹
"we have to win." was the first thing jake said, going to the lounge area to discuss the theme.
"no, cross that, we will win." he spoke, not looking at you.
you half laughed, "jihoon may be the top photographer but i hate losing so you better step your game up, sim." you warned him, looking at him sitting next to you.
"oh sweetheart, i'm definitely better at topping." he whispered, leaning in to tease you.
you shoved his face away, already tired of his fuckboy antics, "so, round one, royal theme." you read out loud from pamphlet. he peeked over your shoulder, soon looking at your face, scanning you up an down.
"red, you'll be wearing red lingerie for this one." he finalized in a go, biting his lips as he thought more, "a delicate golden crown with red crystals to match it all." you nodded, finally not opposed to something that came out of his mouth.
"i need a throne." you spoke, breaking his train of thoughts.
"they want royal? might as well give them a queen." you smirked, his expression mirroring yours.
"just how confident are you?" he marvelled out loud.
"just the right amount, you wouldn't know anyways, you never placed first, sim." and that's how you struck his nerve.
he came close to you, invading your personal space as his breath fanned your face, "and what if i make you win, princess? what will you do then?" he asked, tucking in a stray strand of hair behind your ear.
"whatever you want." you spoke, looking at him in the eye. yes you were bold and he was loving it so far.
"whatever i want, yeah?" he whisper–asked, eyeing you up and down not so subtly.
"i said what i said, sim." you stood by your word, making him smirk again.
"don't back out later, princess." he warned.
"you better start planning our win then." you reminded him the actual part, him half laughing at your attitude.
the next whole hour was the same, you both bickering and jake making sexual jokes half the time. mid-way, you called truce to your enmity for, you both had to take the throne. after deciding and wrapping up, you both went to the props area, filled with everything you needed for the shoot.
jake gave orders for throne, crown, necklaces and all antique jewellery one must have to be considered royal while you went on searching for the lingerie you had to wear. not bothering to inform him that you've found it, you left for your place.
sim dude :
did you leave?
you :
yes
sim dude :
didn't bother telling me?
you :
no
he sighed, it was going to be tough for him.
𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹
day 2
only a day left for the shoot one and you had no clue how to work with jake so, you called him over with his camera like a decent human for once.
you guys have been going over poses from the past one hour, seeming professional for once. not much words were exchanged, jake was still pissed at your attitude while you still hated him.
"what pose do i do now?" you asked, wanting to be done as soon as possible. "i say doggy style–" you threw a bra, hitting him right in the face. "pervert."
he laughed, a genuine laugh and it sounded like a child giggling to you, your lips twitching at the thought before you shook it off.
jake came closer to you, bending down to your level and positioning your crown perfectly. he knew you were a tough shell to break but you both needed each other to win. so, he tried to ease the tension by increasing it further.
you looked up at him through your long lashes, raising your eyebrow and pushing your hair back the way it makes others swoon.
jake grabs your chin, making you look directly in his eyes, his thumb touching your lip, parting it just the right amount, staying there for a second before stepping back and clicking a picture.
he wasn't blind, he could see how perfect you looked in that lingerie and how innocent you seemed as he ran his thumb on your lip, he wanted more.
your breath hitched at the small gesture, soon realising it was just for a shot you stood up, walking towards him.
"i wanna see the pictures." you ordered.
and he showed you, it was different than the way jihoon captured you. jake's pictures felt more humane, more natural to you rather than the constant pose instructions you had to get from jihoon.
jake on the other hand, didn't give you any pose, he captured you just the way you were despite it being a test shoot. he stared at your expression the entire time you scanned your photos, coming to the last one, the one with your mouth parted.
it was subtle, barely even made any difference yet it was the best picture anyone had ever took of you. it made you feel beautiful with your hair open, eyes bright and the red lingerie topping it all up.
"like it?" he asked, you looked at him to see his face just near yours.
"yeah, it's nice i guess." you half complimented, making jake smile.
progress, he thought.
𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹
day 3 - shoot day
the whole studio was empty except for you and jake, just according to the rules. you had your makeup and hair done, ready in your red lingerie alongside red heels, a pretty crown resting on your head as you sat confidently on the throne.
two hours, that's all you had to click the perfect picture for round one. you looked at jake, he wore black jeans with a plain white shirt, the bare minimum, yet he looked like a model. you had to agree he was attractive.
the way he bit his lip while concentrating made you feel someway, how would those plush lips feel against your own?
"you're staring." he pointed out, the blush growing on you face made it even better for him. "i'm not." you argued back.
time went by soon and he had clicked a fair amount of pictures, finally finding that one angle he'd been waiting for all long.
hair blowing from the fans you had set up, head held high with a slightly parted mouth. you looked like a queen.
yet again, jake came closer to part your mouth again, not expecting you to swirl your tongue around his finger. you weren't sure why you did it but you didn't regret it. you wanted to tease him, test his limits. his eyes darkened, holding your face with his free hand and leaning in.
you closed the gap, finally kissing him. it started slow as if you both were trying to get accustomed to each other's taste, soon getting deeper as you part your lips for him to explore your mouth further.
the bell rang, indicating that the time was up. jake broke the kiss, breathing hard. "this isn't over." he stated, going away to edit and submit the pictures within an hour, leaving you needy and a mess.
messing with the og rival ignited a spark in you and you looked forward to more.
𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹
day 4
you'd be lying to say you weren't disappointed to at jake's lack of response. it had always been easy for you, just a wink and others would go crazy, yet jake didn't bother sending even a text to you after the whole makeout session.
the results were going to be out soon but all you could focus on was how his lips felt perfect along yours. you got a notification, which you hurriedly checked. it was an e-mail, you had gotten selected for round two. a big smile spread your face as you rushed to text jake. only for him to beat you to it.
sim dude :
congratulations, princess ;)
wear black tonight
you didn't bother replying, already deciding your outfit for tonight, it brought you back to the thought of jihoon. did he qualify as well? he never once texted you since this project started and it pissed you off.
black dress, black lingerie with heels. jaws dropped as you made your entrance at the party, seemingly appearing as a winner already until you saw jihoon kissing amber. you just raised your eyebrow at that sight.
a hand on your shoulder made you turn back, it was jake, clad in black jeans and shirt, hair parted to the side, revealing his forehead. he followed your gaze towards jihoon, understanding the look on your face.
your lips were on jake's the minute jihoon left amber, his hands naturally coming to rest on you ass, pulling you closer to him, all eyes were on you both yet you deepened the kiss without any care in this world.
jihoon fumed, rushing over to separate you both as if he had any right to do so, holding on jake's collar, warning him.
"you're going to fucking lose this competition and i'll make sure of that." he growled.
"i wouldn't bet on it." jake retorted, keeping his cool. "your ranked second in the intermediate check if i'm not wrong, going with pink lingerie just cause red is 'overused' isn't the way to win y'know? red is the essence of royalty, my princess knows." you bit your lip to prevent laughing alongside all winners in the room, jihoon stared at you for a second before harshly letting go of jake, walking away with amber running to follow him, embarassed with this whole ordeal.
you had to admit the way jake called you his princess made your body weak. did he claim you in front of everyone without much say?
"asshole." you said, watching him leave.
you stepped further to get yourself a drink at the bar before jake yanked you back, your back being pressed against his chest.
he leaned to whisper in your ear, "i told you i wasn't done with you, angel."
his accent made you shiver in a good way, "what do you wanna do with me, sim?" you asked in a whisper.
"let me show you that." he bit his lip, guiding you towards the other section of the office, the more secluded one and you let him.
angel. that was a new one, he never used before yet you loved it, him calling you an angel while you're dressed in all black, here to commit sins without any thinking. that's what you were, a fallen angel.
pulling you in the secluded lounge room, he made sure to lock the door before pinning you against it.
"you've been so naughty." he whispered, tracing your jawline with his pointer finger.
"have i really?" you talked back, innocence dripping your tone.
"sucking my finger and kissing me to make jihoon mad? oh, you've been so bad, princess." he leaned in, kissing your neck as you whimpered, arms going around him for support before he pins you back to the door, not letting you touch him.
yet again, you tried to knead your fingers in his silky hair, only to be stopped by him again, kissing you harshly on the mouth.
"so desperate to touch me." he scoffed, his deep voice giving you goosebumps. his long fingers wrapped around your neck, applying the least amount of pressure possible.
your eyes widening in surprise as he continued to leave butterfly kisses down your neck, pulling the strap of your dress aside to get more access to you.
"jake–" you begged for more, his real name sounding foreign in your mouth.
"yes, baby, tell me what you want." his honey eyes stared intensely into your own.
"i want you to fuck me, jake." you shamelessly spoke as his hand choked you harder, other going down between your thighs to rub your clothed core, making you moan out loud.
lifting up your dress, he noticed your lacy lingerie set. "we don't need this anymore." he said, removing your dress and throwing it on one of the lounge couch, stepping back to look at your full figure.
he was painfully hard by now, his jeans restraining his cock now. your hair was a mess, chest heaving up and down, standing there in just your lace with a small bow on the bra.
"sit on the table, now." he ordered, unbuttoning his shirt to expose his perfectly sculpted torso, abs prominent and flexing back muscles.
you obeyed him at once, wanting nothing more than him to fuck you senseless, making you forget about jihoon as a whole, rushing to sit down on the huge table, spreading your legs while doing so.
jake walked over to you, standing in between your legs, his clothed crotch rubbing with your wetness, making you hiss out a moan. he pulled your closer, guiding your hands at the back, tying them together with the shirt he removed earlier, making your eyes widen.
"say red if it gets too much, yeah?" he spoke seriously and you nodded, loving where it was heading.
your arms restrained at the back, your head on his shoulder as he trailed kisses down your body, putting your underwear to the side to insert one finger, the cool metal of the rings feeling heavenly against your walls.
eyes closed with the pleasure, you bucked up your hips to create more friction only to get your ass slapped. it pained in the most pleasurable manner, no one had done that before but you weren't opposed to this idea a bit.
"did i give you permission to move?" jake asked, removing his pants and boxers altogether, his hardened member springing out, hitting his lower abdomen.
"no–" you let out another mewl as jake teased your entrance with his tip, slowly rubbing his cock up and down your slit, filling your veins with anticipation. you bit your lip, trying your best to contain your voice but failing.
you whimpered, eyes blurring with tears as he pushed himself all the way in, filling you up deliciously. he was huge which made you clench around his girth.
he gave you no time to adjust before slamming his cock into you, each thrust getting deeper with the roll of his hips. his hold on your waist tightened as you struggled to sit upright.
you wanted to hold him, pull his soft hair, dig your nails on smooth back but you couldn't, his shirt tightly holding your hands together at the back.
"deeper please, mmh!" you screamed, no control over your mouth anymore. head clouded with the thoughts of jake and jake only. each thrust so powerful, it knocked the air out of your chest.
"so fucking greedy." he degraded. your stomach tightened, the familiar knot building up inside of you, the way your trembled around him said it all.
"come on my cock, princess, nothing else but my cock." he groaned near your ear.
that's all the confirmation you needed before coming undone on his cock but, he wasn't done with you yet.
pulling out of you, he untied your wrists, picking you up and throwing you down on the couch. he came up to hover over your figure, looking down at you.
black make-up tears streaming down your face, lipstick smudged and face flushed in the best way possible. you looked stunning to him.
"you'll help me cum in you, yeah? to put my babies inside your small little pussy, isn't that right baby?" he spoke, sucking over a spot on your neck.
your fingers gripped his hair, "yes, i will." you replied.
that's all it took for him to fuck you again, his thumb rubbing your clit mercilessly as he pounded into you, hard.
"yeah, that's right." he chanted, reaching his own high, whispering filthy things in your ear. his cum filled your walls, him pouring out every drop inside you, breathing hard.
you struggled to move, still sensitive as jake fingered his cum back inside you, asking you to hold it like a good girl.
the rest of the night was blurry, he dropped you home after the party, his hand on your thighs as he drove you back, teasing your already sensitive area. but two can play a game. bending down to get your purse or subtle touches around his thighs were enough to rile him up again. and you left him like that, winking at him before closing the door to your apartment.
that's how your round 1 ended.
𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹
day 5
you met up, professionalism dripping you both as you had the final theme to discuss. the topic? mythical creatures. now what would suit you better than to become an angel. the purest form of you to be put on display.
you both agreed, finalizing it with some add ons such as big wings, feathery bed set-up and of course, white delicate lingerie to top it all.
the day went by fast, hectic with all the preparation yet you didn't miss how jake's gaze stayed at your body for a second more than it should have been. safe to say, you both wanted more of what had happened last night.
what changed from the last time? you told jake when you were leaving but he insisted on dropping you off, tension dripping in the atmosphere, this time him fingering you all the way home while driving, making you a squirming mess in your seat.
only, he didn't let you get your release, getting revenge for the same thing you did yesterday night. you wanted to wipe his smirk right off his face but you couldn't. that's how your day ended. revenge scores being one on one.
𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹
day 6
tension was evident in the air as you sat down on the bed, jake clicking demo pictures of you, practising for the finale tomorrow. his hands guided your poses more than they should have done.
the guiding wasn't subtle, the touches weren't subtle, you knew what he was doing and that was working.
the only disappointment, he had to leave early for another official shoot by the company, which didn't sound fair to you but yet again, he left you all high and needy.
this time though, you didn't back off. sending him a video of you using your vibrator, moaning his name out loud on your bed worked wonders.
sim dude :
you're going to regret doing that, angel.
he texted back, mentally thanking himself for watching it after the shoot, else hiding his boner would have been a problem. he knew just what to do with you, jerking off to your thoughts, he came all over his hand, sleeping with a smirk on his face for the stuff he had planned for you tomorrow.
𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹
day 7 - shoot day
shoot day. just like before, it was only you and him in the room, makeup done and dressed up, or maybe down.
you were tensed, wanting to be professional but also wanting to initiate something more, however, you only had two hours to do so, control is the key.
jake entered the studio, looking painfully attractive again while doing the bare minimum, the glasses he had on only added up to it. finally taking your appearance in, he shivered.
red tinted cheeks and nose, plump rose lips all glossy, long lashes flattering your eyes further and shiny hair cascading down in the most ethereal manner, making you seem like a real angel.
the only part left? your wings which jake held in his hands. wordlessly, he walked over to you, eye contact not breaking once before holding your arms to put the fake big wings on, completing your look as a whole. your glittery eyes looked up at him, making your innocent look grow further.
"let's get you on that magazine cover, angel." he bend down pecking the side of your lip for a fraction of second, not wanting to ruin your makeup before going back to adjust the lightning, your face glowing with the exposure.
he knew better than to get distracted at this crucial moment but what else could he do? innocence, that was his weakness. always seeing you act all mighty and bratty was a routine for him but, he wanted nothing more than to corrupt you right this second.
gulping down his thoughts, he started clicking your photos, making small talk in between.
"y'know, angel?" he grabbed your attention, still doing his work.
you widened your eyes, silently asking him what he meant.
"amber is playing devil." he nonchalantly let out.
"what?" you scoffed. "angel versus devil? is that what we're going with now?" you laughed as the background flashed, capturing the moment.
half hour has passed, you were pissed at jihoon and amber, you wanted to step up your game. "aren't angels boring though?" you asked jake who was positioning you in a new angle now.
"are they, really?" he smirked.
he leaned in again, almost hovering over your figure on the decorated white bed, "not when they start sinning, they aren't." he whispered, lust evident in his eyes.
"make me a fallen angel then, let's do it the opposite way, sim." you tempted him further.
within seconds, his camera was kept on the side, his full attention on you, "let's sin together, angel." with that, he kissed you harshly, pressing you on the mattress, breaking one side of the wing in process.
his veiny hands pushing your panties aside, circling your clit, all whilst biting your neck, leaving faint marks which were sure to darken by tomorrow.
"you know what i need right now?" he asked, leaving kisses at the spots he marked.
"w–what?" you choked out, his fingers pushing inside, pumping in and out of your cunt.
"to rip off each article of clothing you have on and make you scream the whole night." his voice deeper than usual, giving you goosebumps.
"do it, mmh!" you moaned.
"an angel in their right mind would never do this, is this what they do? are you really one of them?" he further taunted you, frustrating you with his fingers by adding a third digit.
"i'm your angel, please fuck me, jake!" you were impatient, also knowing you didn't have much time on your sleeve.
and so he did, taking his fingers out and making you suck on your own wetness before removing his pants and boxers, pumping his dick a few times as you stared at him with your big eyes.
still with your lingerie on, he pushed himself in you, filling your tiny little hole as you finally let your tears out, the stretch being too much for you, yet it felt so good.
his thrusts were just as you remembered, strong and deep, hitting your g-spot right away, making you a moaning mess under his power. it further pushed your buttons when he degraded you for calling yourself an angel also claiming that an angel's body shouldn't be hidden at all, but should be used for pleasure instead.
moans resonating the whole studio, you were glad it was soundproof. it was too much, the feeling of him fucking you raw was too much. you involuntary tried closing your legs, only to be stopped by his big hands.
he pounded into you mercilessly, your back arching in the process. "i'm so close–" you cried, mascara running down along your tears. oh you were ruined.
"go ahead, you look so pretty falling apart on my cock." jake allowed you, moaning alongside as he reached his high as well, cumming just after you. your toes were curled, as you regained your breathing.
jake was already up, sobering himself up in a few minutes before grabbing his camera. "look up, angel." he ordered.
you were a mess, red eyes and flushed cheeks, tears streaming down your face and lips swollen. your former prim and proper hair now all dishevelled, one of the wing broken and your bra strap falling down as you kept your hand there to keep it in place.
a fallen angel, fallen from grace. that's exactly what you looked like as jake clicked your final picture, already deciding which three to give away for the final portfolio.
he cleaned you up as much as he could in the last ten minutes of the competition. praising you for taking him so well and promising you that the outcome result will be exactly what we're expecting.
with that, your competition wrapped up and all you had to do was wait for the results. yes you were sceptical about jake at first but the way his body felt against yours changed that.
moreover, he promised you your throne. all you wanted to know was how much of his promise would he keep.
𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹
day 7 - result ceremony
result day. every employee of the company was there in the auditorium room, waiting for the final decision to be announced. jake sat right beside you, fiddling with his fingers, a wave of uncertainty hit him, he's never won before, would that change now?
the confident look on jihoon's face worsened it for him, thoughts clouding his mind. tapping on the mic finally indicated that the ceremony had started.
"it was a tough decision to say the least, two pieces stood out the most to us but only one could make it through it all!" he spoke enthusiastically and somehow all gazes were on either your team or jihoon's team.
after some seconds of silence, he continued, "so, the team that made it through, the piece that mystique magazine selected is 'the fallen angel'! congratulations to miss y/n and mr. jake sim!" he clapped along with everyone else in this room.
jake was too shocked to even register what had happened so you dragged him to the stage, a big smile on your face.
the last thing you saw was jihoon and amber storming out of the place. you smirked.
the throne is still yours, but this time, you have a new king with you.
later night at your home, jake and you celebrated with champagne as he remembered something.
"so, about your promise, princess?" he playfully raised his brows. remembering the first conversation you had about winning the project.
"let's fullfill it, shall we?" you agreed.
that's all it took for him to throw you on the bed, things escalating further.
pairing : park sunghoon x bartender!fem!reader x park jay
genre : smut
word count : 2.5k+
warnings : threesome, pwp, reader and hoon are fwb, kinda sub!jay, sir kink (?) oral (m & f recieving) usage of nicknames, praise kink, mentions of alcohol consumption, protected sex. 18+ content, minors dni.
synopsis : needy for sex, hoon calls you to his hotel room, and you're more than delighted to find two men waiting for you.
a/n : hihi, i tried writing a threesome this time and enjoyed the process so much! hope y'all enjoy this piece of work <3 all likes, comments and reblogs are highly admired. take care!
"i'm bored," jay groaned, staring at his pile of luggage with a frown on his face.
"i'm horny," sunghoon was the next one to groan with a frustrated grimace on his face too. "when are you not, fucker." jay barked, irritation bubbling up in his gut.
"just say you get no hole to fill and go, bae." sunghoon cackled, not even sparing a look at him. their flight being delayed by 4 hours, sunghoon was the last person jay wanted to end up with. "why not heeseung hyung or jakey?" jay thought to himself, glaring at sunghoon from head to toe with a sick face. sunghoon scoffed and resumed texting, his body stretched on the bed like a starfish. "you're impossible," jay concluded, pushing his hair back.
"jay, my beloved," sunghoon sat up, almost flinging his phone away, a huge question mark visible on his features. "what the fuck—" jay looked up perplexed, sunghoon giggled at his response. "what are your thoughts about a threesome?" sunghoon sneered, probably already realizing what his response would be. "i've never given it much thought," jay began, still hesitant to confess. "but yes, with two hot girls, it'd be incredibly amazing, i think." jay let out shyly, not arranging the courage to look at anything but his fingers.
"and how about one hot girl and two guys?" sunghoon interrogated, his clear voice exhibiting no sense of doubt. jay stifled, confused by where this conversation was going. "w-what?" jay choked, voice quite revealing his nervousness.
"that bartender girl, from the club 'strawberry kisses', we went there the other day," sunghoon raised an eyebrow, observing jay's alarmed face. "fuck," jay whispered, his voice barely reaching sunghoon. "mhm, exactly."
"i dreamt of her, she was…" jay paused as his mind raced back to the dream of your naked body pressed against a glass door of that same club, the place deserted. just the music playing in the background, and you took him from behind until you were a crying mess.
"wait, but who's the other guy?" jay raised doubt, oblivious of what sunghoon had in his mind. sunghoon smirked, his eyes twinkling with mischief and mind warning him to wait until jay made out himself. still clueless about sunghoon's intentions, jay brushed off the question. he was taking it light-heartedly, unlike the ever-excited sunghoon. "jay-ah, you're bored and i'm horny," sunghoon initiated, "connect the fucking dots, dammit."
jay's eyes widened in surprise when he finally grasped what he was suggesting. "never in a million years, forget it!" jay's voice raised, his heart secretly wishing sunghoon wasn't lying, as he still failed to believe. "i'm serious," sunghoon muttered, an arrogant smile on his lips proving his words.
"but—" jay interrupted, "in this hotel room? would your girlfriend even allow it?"
"no shit! she isn't my girlfriend, jay," sunghoon said. panic could be seen on his pretty face. "we're just friends who help each other out at night," he raised his fingers to demonstrate. "no strings attached the following morning." tiny fangs poked out due to his childish smile. "and trust me, being in a threesome is one of her biggest fantasies, so yeah."
jay was skeptical. worst-case scenarios played in his head. but what could go wrong?
"but i don't want you to see me naked, ew." jay flinched. "ok, listen to me, you shy little baby," sunghoon announced, his voice strong and loud. "i'm going to call her here and fuck her, right now," with phone in his hands, fingertips already dialing your number. you picked up your phone to hear sunghoon's heavy voice, many octaves lower.
"y/n," sunghoon spoke seductively over the phone call, "i need you, now." sunghoon knew you wouldn't refuse since it was a free day for you; that's why you came to his mind in the first place. "i've sent you my location." he breathed. your and hoon's love for fucking like rabbits in heat knew no bounds. without even giving it a second thought, you replied, "coming over at the earliest, sunghoon."
ending the call, sunghoon turned towards jay. "here are some options for you— either watch us fuck, join us and finally get some pussy, or leave this room for maybe, 2 hours." sunghoon said in a sinful tone, a vicious smirk on his lips.
"this is our hotel room," jay protested, emphasizing the word 'our'. his heart was irrationally begging him to stay and see you once again, whereas his rational brain loathed the idea of being with sunghoon. 15 minutes later, jay sat there, still contemplating his decisions, his heart and mind at war, and time crawling bitterly, fueling his dilemma. sunghoon from across the room seemed to enjoy jay's stiffened expressions and restless legs, smiling inside. "this is called 'the y/n effect', my boy," jay looked up, and sunghoon smiled sheepishly at him. "it isn't that easy to get her off your mind."
the soft buzz of the doorbell disturbed the tension in the whole room. sunghoon almost ran to the door and unlocked it impatiently. "y/n," he whispered, wrapping his strong hands around your waist and picking you up as you melted into his kiss. your hands were enveloped around his neck, fingers interlocked in his soft hair. a sour feeling engulfed jay's body as he saw you two kissing and sunghoon's hands wandering all over you. this was new; as much as jay hated admitting to himself, he was jealous. "i'm leaving," jay cleared his throat, picking up his jacket and wallet.
sunghoon placed you on your feet, his hand resting on your waist inside your shirt. "you've got a fan, princess," sunghoon chuckled deeply.
"i actually do remember him, hoon. pretty boy couldn't stop staring at me that day." you turned around and walked over to jay with a strong smirk on your face. "wasn't even subtle at it." you cooed, tracing your index finger along his cheekbone, followed by his jawline, and then his neck. the room stood in a lengthy period of silence as jay kept staring right into your eyes, gulping the lump in his throat as you ran your finger over his torso. "you want to leave?" you asked, noticing the slightly grown tent in his pants. you placed your hand over his clothed length and licked your lips mischievously. "but looks like someone is happy to have me here." you pouted, giving his boner a gentle squeeze.
his breath hitched and shivers went down his spine. he bit his lips, staring at your plump lips wet due to kissing sunghoon a few moments ago. "can you kiss me, please?" jay blurted out, his fingers creeping under the hem of your shirt and stroking your delicate skin. "f-fuck," jay hissed and cupped your breasts, thankful you chose to go braless today. with your hand behind his neck, you pulled him against your body and crashed your lips against his. jay, impatient to feel the warmth of your tongue, bit your lower lip and entered his tongue soon after you parted your lips and moaned into his mouth. he felt greedy. though his one hand was fondling the soft flesh of your breast and another one kept kneading your ass harshly, he still wanted more. sunghoon locked his finger around a loop of your jeans and pulled you away from jay; jay was so ready to fight him for doing so. "princess having fun, mhm?" sunghoon whispered, pivoting you towards him and pressing open-mouthed kisses along your jaw. "i thought my friend could join us today,"
"i love the idea, sir." you smiled meekly. sunghoon took off your shirt, your naked back in full display for jay. "kiss her here, jay. she's responsive when it comes to her back." sunghoon called, pointing to your back while massaging your lips with his. jay was secretly surprised by this new side of his friend.
jay walked over to you and pressed soft kisses on your shoulder blade, your knees alerting to give up from the fluttering sensation. you stripped each other hurriedly, leaving sunghoon and jay in their boxers, their dicks straining against the fabric. you were the only one completely naked, but you didn't have even a single complaint in your mind against it. jay pulled you for a kiss again, never getting enough of your cherry-flavored lips. you gasped into jay's mouth feeling two long digits spread the lips of your warmth from behind. with one finger sunghoon teased your wet hole and touched you everywhere except the place you wanted him to touch the most. jay lowered down his head to take your right nipple into his mouth, sucking the tender bud with his soft lips. you rested your head on sunghoon's shoulder as he kept sucking pink marks on your neck. "if you feel unsafe or like you’re hurting please tell us, and we’ll stop.” sunghoon whispered, you nodded, pecking his neck.
jay had stopped caring for the awkward situation, he wasn't obstinate about sharing a girl with his friend while performing such intimate acts on her. all he wanted right now were your moans and you. jay's dark eyes were glued to your face as his tongue glided along your flesh.
jay led you to the edge of the bed and pressed your body down into the sheets. pushing your knees apart, he moved down your body, trailing wet kisses along your skin until he was near your clit. sunghoon palming his erection through his boxers, crawled onto the bed slowly. "tell him what you want," sunghoon asserted, pulling down his boxers. drooling at the sight of his hard length, you wrapped your hand around him and started pumping him slowly. "fuck," he muttered, clenching his jaw.
"eat me out, baby boy," you moaned softly, feeling jay's fingers moving up and down your wet slit. jay hissed, his tummy fluttering due to your nickname for him. "doll's got a baby boy now? interesting." sunghoon chuckled deeply. obeying your orders jay moved his head between your legs and trailed his tongue upwards along your slit, starting above your ass to your clit.
it didn't take much time before you were jolting against jay's lips. sunghoon, on the other hand, gripped your hair to keep your focus on moving along his cock too, grunting and thrusting his hips into your fists at a quick pace. jay sped up his movements, thrusting his tongue into your cunt and lapping up your juices. you felt shockwaves hugging your body as you came undone all over his face, thighs twitching over his shoulders.
"turn her over, jay," sunghoon purred. your eyes followed jay as he grasped you and spun you around silently, positioning you on all fours. sunghoon left the bed and took a few steps to reach into his denim's pocket to pull out his wallet. jay watched and scrambled forward as he took out two condoms and tossed them towards him.
"you go first while she sucks me off," sunghoon climbed over the bed again, smiling at you while rubbing his thumb over your lower lip.
rolling down the condom against his length, jay entered deep inside you in one swift snap of his hips, making you close your eyes and curl your toes. your lips parted around sunghoon's thick, veiny cock, tasting the salt of his precum on your tongue. you slid down his shaft until your nose was hitting his pubic bone, and his crown struck the back of your throat. you gagged a little, clenching around jay's cock. groaning, you arched your back and felt jay hitting just the spot inside your pussy. vibrations against sunghoon's member made him moan and grip your hair even harder; jay was using his large, rough hands to grope your butt.
"so fucking filthy… all this for us? how cute." sunghoon praised, fucking your mouth at an impossible pace. jay leaned down and wraps his arm around your body. his thrusts were now slow and deep, allowing you both to really feel each other. jay's one hand crawled up your chest to pinch your right nipple, making you squeal in surprise. "y/n, you feel so good," jay whimpered.
you shut your eyes as you tried to cope with the electrifying pleasure of two dicks buried in your two holes. you felt sunghoon's member twitching as he came in your mouth, clutching both of your dangling breasts with his palms. jay came inside you, pulling out his cock and grasping the base to prevent the condom from leaking. "oh god…" jay moaned and collapsed on the other side of the bed, gasping heavily.
sunghoon brushed your cheek gently as you let his cock back out with a pop, strings of saliva dripping down your swollen lips.
sunghoon expertly turned you around again and positioned his hips in between your already parted thighs. to prevent your legs from dangling over the edge of the bed, he wrapped your legs around his waist and smoothly slipped on his own condom. you strained your tired eyes as much as you could to look up at sunghoon. strong hands bruising the back of your thighs, sunghoon entered you roughly, the force of his every quick and hard thrust making your body shudder. "my turn, princess." he whispered, your tired moans confirming he was making you feel good.
"sunghoon, don't stop." he almost immediately sped up his strokes, groaning at the sensation of your walls tightening around his cock. jay laid on his side, propped up on his elbow, hand supporting his head. he ran his hand delicately over your sweaty upper body in stark contrast to the pace sunghoon was fucking you.
"i'm so close," you whimpered. he kept his pace until he drove you to your high. "that's it, mmm, cream my cock," he growled, biting his lips. "damn baby, look at you." he taunted, watching you come undone, your body shaking and trembling against him. moaning sweetly, sunghoon followed you right after and took out his cock. he rolled off his condom and emptied his seeds on your pussy lips and thighs. smirking, he used his fingers to spread them all over your throbbing core. "so fucking hot," he hummed, moving away to discard the used condom into the dustbin.
jay got up and started getting dressed up as sunghoon wrapped his arm around your waist and curled up against your naked back. before you could even ask, with his luggage, jay left the room, not forgetting to close the door reasonably. exhausted, you peacefully drifted off to sleep, feeling sunghoon's soft breaths on your neck.
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"jay, you're drunk..." you helped him walk while he smiled weakly, trying his level best to keep his eyes open and dragged his feet. you had found him near your car, in an almost knocked-out state, calling out your name like a lost kid. "why are you here?" you asked him, fastening the seat belt around him before starting your car.
"you know y/n," jay began, his speech slurred due to drinking so much. he softly held your hand resting over the steering wheel and smiled again, his cheeks slightly pink. "i don't want what you and sunghoon have," he mumbled, a frown growing on his face.
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it'll also take me a while to actually get back to writing because of some reasons, but i ask for your patience as i restart and make new memories as a writer.
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TAGGED BY. @isaluv and @xbbleuex thanks luvs <3
RELATIONSHIP STATUS. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OKAY
FAVORITE COLOR(S). green hehe
THREE FAVORITE FOOD. im blanking out,, gimbap, silvanas, anything cookies n creme :]
SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD. get here by oleta adams
LAST SONG I LISTENED TO. simply jessie by rex smith
LAST THING I GOOGLED. negative punishment examples it's for class
DREAM TRIP. greece :]
ANYTHING I REALLY WANT. all of sunoo's pcs ☹️
TAGGING. @goldenhypen @wonderwrench @jay-durian @atrirose @spdrmrk @gongiz and anyone who wants to to do it i dont have much friends here im shy im sorry heLP anyway no pressure 😗
pairing : 02z x fem!reader
genre : smut, sorta angst, comedy but i'm not funny
word count : 1.5k+
warnings : voyeurism, name-calling , slight degradation, overstimulation, no use of condom, breeding, the ending was a little rushed + not proofread but bare with me, this fic is the outcome of a one month writing break
note : IT'S BEEN A WHILE WOW YA'LL BETTER APPRECIATE ME AHDKSD
story title inspired by all of me by john legend
“remember, you have to share”
“yes, oh my god, we went over this so many times, jay.”
“just making sure that someone doesn’t just suddenly grab the fuckdoll for themselves out of nowhere.”
fuckdoll.
that’s what they had named you. their fucking toy. something that they used however, whenever, wherever they wanted and liked. in whatever places they needed and in whatever manner they preferred.
“hey, why did you look at me while saying that?” jake crossed his arms, offended.
“i didn’t look at you while saying that.” jay shrugged his shoulders, face expressionless.
it was pretty obvious from day one that you were going to be in this state. fingered, fucked, groped and teased everywhere by the three boys — namely Jay, Jake and Sunghoon — was sooner or later going to get you involved in a — well, foursome with them. none of them were possessive enough to have you entirely to themselves. and ever since jake suggested the idea of tag teaming you - though denied at first - it didn’t really leave jay and sunghoon’s head that quickly.
“you clearly looked at me with those stupid black eyes of yours.” jake argued on.
“they’re brown.”
and so here you were, trapped between the three boys after agreeing to a quote unquote session of sensual moments between quadruplets (as stated by jay).
“why should i be knowing your eye color when you clearly accused me of doing something i haven’t even done!”
“that’s called knowing your best friend. something you need to be better at. they’re dark brown, by the way. shining in the sunlight, looking like pools of honey.”
but apparently two-third of the 02z were busy arguing over eye colors.
“fucking shut up already you dimwits!”
i mean, someone had to stop it. the someone being sunghoon in this case.
“see, this is why i wasn’t keen on this foursome. i’m better off with y/n alone anyways.” he looked at you and passed you a small smile, pinching your nose. “right, love?”
and there was the sudden drop of voice in sunghoon’s tone, making you aware of the fact he was slowly getting into his horny space. you responded back with a nod and smiled at him, heading to hug him.
“this is worse than jay’s eye color, you guys” jake scoffed, FOMO slowly hitting in as you and sunghoon got really comfortable with each other right in front of him and jay.
“EXCUSE ME???”
“WHAT? I’M JUST SAYING THAT YOUR EYE COLOR DOESN’T REALLY MATTER OKAY”
“WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?”
out of the blue, you grabbed sunghoon by his shirt, ramming your lips into his in a sinful kiss. and it fulfilled your wish of double j stopping their argument. they pulled you away from sunghoon who was overflowing with pride.
jay pulled you on his lap somewhat possessively, giving you an evil smile before making you lay down on your back. the three rock-paper-scissored to decide who’d strip you down, who’d open you up and who’d get to fuck you. the list came down to jake, jay and sunghoon respectively.
jake came forward towards you, while the other two took their seats, stroking their dicks to get them hard. the former smiled at you with a lot of passion before floating above you, diving in for a kiss. his lips coated yours perfectly, allowing you to completely have him for yourself for a few moments. your hands instinctively grabbed his hair, while his unbuttoned your shirt and jeans. in a few minutes you were in your complete naked glory, right in front of the three men.
jake hungrily grabbed your boobs. not being able to abide by the rules, he couldn’t help but touch your soft pussy. but his touch didn’t linger around for along before jay pulled him back, ready for his chance to open you up.
jay locked his eyes with yours, kneeling down at the end of the bed. “so….so pretty” he pulled you towards him by your thighs, pussy-gazing at you for a while. his tongue was pointed as he tasted you from the outside at first, before finally dipping in. he flicked his tongue inside you, slowly getting close to your clit. your head sank inside the bed, his mouth against you feeling more than heavenly. his hands found their way to your breasts, holding them like a leverage to fuck you harder against his mouth. he let out small moans here and there that jolted all across your body. in no time you reached your first orgasm, letting out the worst lewd sounds you could, as he consumed all of you, some of his saliva and your cum running down his chin.
sunghoon got up from his place but jay didn’t budge. “she’s not ready yet” he grunted in hopes to have you to himself for a little longer. sunghoon sat back reluctantly, a frown covering his face.
jay looked at you again, placing a small peck on your lips before leaning towards your collarbone, softly leaving open-mouthed kisses that soon turned into him marking you with several hickeys. he slipped in his middle and ring finger, making you moan embarrassingly loud as you clung onto him. his free arm snaked around your waist, pulling you closer to him as he kissed the top of your head. your toes curled and eyes rolled back.
“how do you always look this pretty when i use you, hm?”
you clenched around his fingers that, clearly loving the attention. “pretty little fuckdoll, always wants to be used and treated like a slut, don’t you?” you clenched harder, not expecting jay to say something like that. soon, you came all over his hands, your cum spilling again in the same places as before on the sheets as they made a small pool near you.
before jay could do anything again, sunghoon quickly got up, placing a hand on his friend’s shoulder to prevent him from barricading you again. on the other hand, jake couldn’t stop the feeling of being neglected, nevertheless springing out his dick to finally jerk off.
sunghoon caressed your face with his thumb, giving you a soft look while checking if you were alright. “i just want you in me, hoon.” you pulled him close to you by his collar, making him smirk wide. “as you wish, doll.”
he removed his trousers, his long length striking against his lower abdomen. good thing he was not inside you yet, or he’d know how bad your walls were closing against nothing. he pressed his hands against the bed on either side of your head, pressing his forehead against yours. slowly and steadily, you felt him entering you, the room holding the sounds of shameless moans that came from you and sunghoon ; as well as the weird squelching sound of the strings of cum hanging out from you. sunghoon bent down towards your ear, whispering, “let them know how good i make you feel, hm?” you nodded at him.
he went in hard and fast, as you let out unintentionally crazy moans, making jake and jay tense up even if they were making themselves comfortable with their hands. sunghoon was banging right onto your clit, the button that made you scream louder and eyes go wide.
“f-fuck, right there, sunghoon, shit!”
he went feral, wanting to prove to his two friends that he could fuck you better than they could ever, your moans regarding his name only helping him push the fact further. “keep moaning my name like that”. he bent down to mark your chest, planting hickeys right beside the ones jay gave you to taunt him. he kept rutting into you at an unrelenting tempo, driving you further over the edge. your previous cum started sticking on sunghoon's dick, allowing him to slip inside you further. your abdomen and nerves were on fire, your walls swallowing sunghoon continuously as the two of you simultaneously reached closer to your highs. “can i —fuck…cum in you?” you didn’t have the capability to answer back so you furiously nodded, hoping he’d get the message through your convulsively shaking body. finally, the two of you let go with an array of groans.
the two of you had totally forgotten about your friends, who were also done with pleasuring themselves — though they felt the need to get back at you for this someday.
once everyone had cleaned up and got dressed, you went to bid them bye at your door, hugging each one of them before they left. you closed the door and went to your room to sleep, only to be disturbed later by the ringing of the bell.
“who the fuck?”
you opened the door to see jake, confused as to why he was here now. “did you forget something?” the question was never answered as he abruptly pushed the door aside, pressing you against the wall by your waist. his lips melted into yours, your heartbeat rate picking up rapidly. he pulled you closer to him — if that was even possible. at this point, the two of you were molding into one another, not caring if a few hours ago everyone set the rule of sharing.
“you really need to make up for what you did back there with sunghoon.” he spoke against your lips, hands tugging at your waistband.
you smiled mischievously, hands wrapping around his neck, “and if i don’t?”
jake picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his torso. he nuzzled his face into your neck, growling, “then i’ll make sure you’ll not be able to walk tomorrow to the other guys.”
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