i mean... there's seven days in a week for a reason 🗓️ contains thigh humping / overstim / filming+pictures+groupchats / breeding (again.... sorryyyyy) / doing it raw (leehan, taesan, jaehyun) / cum eating / male masturbation / reader is jaehyun's girlfriend (technically) he's so generous thank you jaehyun <3
monday are sungho's.
he's a good choice for monday. sweet, gentlemanly, always knows what he wants. tries to make it resemble something normal. brings you out on dates, gives you gifts that aren't always lingerie, and dresses you up in pretty dresses and clothes.
you never have to be the one to come up with surprises, and he's always somewhat tame. he'll sit you on his lap and make you grind onto his thighs until you're wet, trembling, and unsatisfied, and then he'll finally bring out his cock, all pretty and leaking with pre-cum. sometimes you beg to suck on it and he lets you, other times he completely ignores you and immediately bullies his tip into your begging hole, pushing in with a low groan. he makes you bounce on him, and when you're too tired he literally picks you up and slams you down on his cock, his veins on his arms prominent as he does so 🤤 sometimes he's into pinning you against the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist and your arms around his neck as he presses into you, rutting into you against the wall and holding you up as he buries his face into your shoulder and whines about how good your pussy feels around him.
king of aftercare. he'll wipe you down with a warm towel and let you take your time in the shower if you need. if you ask him to join you he'll shyly dip in and act all shocked and surprised when you run your soapy hands up and down his broad shoulders and chest and abs and all the way down to his cock again, tugging on it as you go for round two in the steam ♡
tuesdays are reserved for woonhak.
he's the newest addition to the rotation. so freaking shy the first time you met, but made up for it every time afterwards. constantly asking you if it feels good or if he's doing the right thing while the whole time he has his head buried in between your legs, teasing your entrance with his tongue. he has such pretty fingers too 😵💫😵💫 and they reach so deep into you and it makes you cum so easily it's almost embarrassing.
he's such a whimperer - when you suck on his dick his entire face explodes into red and he whines sooo much about how good it feels and begging you to not stop because he's sooo close. and when you swallow his cum he's all like it's so dirty! and he has to make it up to you by letting you ride him until you're satisfied and he's totally over stimulated, his cock twitching as you pull off him, hips jerking at the lack of friction and voice stuttering at the slightest touch.
he's a bit clumsy but he puts his 200% into it it's almost endearing. always end up sobbing with the overstim but he can't stop because it just feels too good ♡ he loves being buried in your hole, he's addicted, and you can't help but spoil your good puppy, before he starts misbehaving like the rest of the members...
wednesday's are riwoo's days.
he loves to start out with a heated makeout session, messy in the dim light of his apartment until you're dripping and rubbing up against his bulge through his jeans, gasping.
he's totally into body worship, leaving kisses and running his hands along your curves and teasing your sensitive parts. he's big into foreplay, having you cum on his tongue or fingers before his dick even sees the light of day, playing with your tits and squeezing them as your nipples perk up from the stimulation. loves when you tug onto his hair and arch your back off the bed, begging for him to just fuck you already. he doesn't listen, of course, just goads you to gush onto his tongue as his thumb draws circles on your hips.
you're trembling in his arms by the time he finally puts his dick in, his hips immediately setting a wild pace as he thrusts into you. at this point he's finally put his own pleasure first, chasing after his own orgasm as you sob through his rough thrusts and his dick brushing up against your walls. he loves when you make a mess, drooling into his silk sheets as he takes you and squirting over his dick when you can't take it anymore.
this freak is into filming, setting up his phone camera so that it can catch the way he pounds into you and your loud moans of his name as you cum all over him. he keeps it mostly to himself, but whenever he feels particularly cruel he'll send it into the groupchat with the message: 'fap material 🙄' because he knows damn well what the other guys will do when they see it.
leehan has claims over thursday.
you never know what exactly you'll get. sometimes he's all mommy's squirmy baby and a brat who needs to be punished, and sometimes he's tearing off your clothes the moment you step through his door and forcing you to take his cock down your throat.
he loves making you say he has the best cock, the one who makes you feel the best, the only one that can make you feel this way. it totally fuels his ego and he loves when you praise him. he'll make you say his name over and over and that he's the only cock that reaches that deep inside of you if you want to cum, and he's really strict about it too.
there's this unspoken rule about not cumming in you. always wrap it up and never raw inside. it's leehan who breaks that rule first. promising it's just the tip and that the others don't have to know, until he's pounding you into the mattress, your ass in the air as his dick is wrapped in your heat. he swears he can't go back once he feels you raw - it's too fucking good, and it's so fucking hot when his cum leaks out of your tight hole. the visual is so insane he just has to take a picture and send it to the groupchat, which everyone gets annoyed by because what happened to the rule?? but leehan doesn't care because what he wants he gets.
leehan's a total switch. he loves when you treat him like some dumb virgin, demanding him to stroke himself as he watches you take a dildo up your hole, unable to touch you.. feel you.. he'll let you use all sorts of toys on him because he loves the pain and he'll take anything his mommy tells him to ♡ he's not going to say no to anything! he loves when you let him suck on your tits, he can literally cum just from that. and when you punish him for cumming in you last week? he moans and cries and promises not to do it anymore - but obviously he will, because leehan always gets his way!!
friday is taesan's day.
after that stupid stunt leehan pulled, taesan has been breeding you ever since. of course, he's not as stupid as leehan, making it known to everyone that he's using you like a cumdump, but he needs you to know that he's the only one who gets to cum in you like this. he gets crazy thinking about you carrying his kid specifically, your breasts swollen with milk. the idea that his seed is the one that your body took makes him feel crazy. he breeds you til you're leaking with his cum, and plugging you to make sure nothing gets wasted. whoever gets you next is in for a nasty surprise when they pull down your panties and see a plug in your cute cunt, but taesan knows jaehyun's a total freak and it probably turns him on seeing his girl being used like that.
surprisingly sweet outside of that. calls you his perfect girl and always moaning and groaning about how this pussy was made for him and how fast he's gonna cum. but he's uber possessive about you, hates when you bring up the other guys, and if some of them leave marks on you? he's pissed and sucking new ones over them just to claim you as his. gets you a collar with his initials and demands you wear it with the other guys, but what he doesn't know won't hurt him ♡ he's also a little piece of shit who calls you on the other days when the other guys are fucking you. some of them pick up... and when they do, taesan just sits back and jerks himself off until his cum paints his phone screen, selectively ignore the guy and focusing on the way you moan and gasp.
loves to cuddle with you afterwards, his dick still in your walls and his hand carding through your hair. he's just a little cat please praise him and tell him how well he's done and he'll cum untouched into your pussy some more, flooding your hole with his seed ♡
jaehyun gets saturday - the only weekend - because he's the leader and technically your boyfriend.
he gets to monopolise your entire day and he'll never stop shoving that into the other's faces. sends pictures constantly throughout the day. whether it's a sneaky upskirt picture of you while you're on a date or a pic of you with his cum on your face, he's totally unashamed of reminding everyone he gets a whole day with you.
jaehyun's got a dirty mouth, moaning up and down about how your pussy is still so tight even after having so many dicks in you and how you're gorgeous and perfect and all he wants to do is breed you and pound you until you turn into putty in his hands and all you know is jaehyun and his pretty cock. he gets so turned on by your babbling about how deep and huge his cock is and how you're gonna cum and begging him to cum in you because you're his... he thinks about it at night and totally jerks off by humping your pillow and cumming all over it like some teenage boy.
he's not opposed to sharing, after all, he's the one who started this whole thing. everyone tries to be on their best behaviour around jaehyun because they might get an extra fuck in if he wants to!
jaehyun's another one that ignores the rules about not cumming in you... like fuck that he'll do what he wants he set the rules!! he loves the feeling of being bare inside you and it feels like heaven to him ♡ another guy who has an insane breeding kink, wants you full of his cum, even if that means eating out taesan's cum from the night before so that you're empty and ready to be filled with his cum now ♡ he'll do it even if you're overstimmed and sobbing for him to stop, because you're dirty with that stupid emo's cum and he's going to treat you right and worship you like the goddess you are, hmph!
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𓊆 1148 𓊇 𝓭rabble —𝜗ৎ— softdom!taesan x sub!reader, gym boy taesan, dry humping, manhandling, size kink, praise kink, unreached orgasm…? if that’s the right term, lmk if i missed anything! based on these asks: 1 2 3 4
ever since he returned from the gym, taesan could tell that you weren’t exactly… your usual self, to say the least. he could sense from his peripherals how your eyes followed his body, mostly his arms, through each of the rooms he moved into: entering from the main door to see you sitting at the couch as he said “missed you,” and you responded “missed you too,” moving into the kitchen to pour a glass of cold water from the fridge, going over to you and kissing your forehead, and finally into the bedroom to shower in the bathroom.
he walks out about half an hour later after he changed, his towel still around his neck as he dried his hair with it. and you’re still at the same spot, biting your lip as your eyes flicker up from the muted tv at his appearance. going to sit right beside you then, taesan’s head turns, “what’s gotten you so flustered?”
you couldn’t see how your blush pigmented into your cheeks, the heat spreading throughout your body as you simply kept your gaze on him, but hearing him say so made you feel exposed, your hands coming up to cover your face.
“w-what are you saying?!” exclaiming, you turn your body completely away from him. but instead of just laughing like he usually does, you feel his arm snake around waist and pull you closer while the other simultaneously held you by your chin to get your face to look right up at his.
“i’m your boyfriend. of course i can tell when my girl is feeling some type of way.” connecting your lips to his, taesan kissed you with grit as your body adjusted to be more comfortable in his grasp. you couldn’t deny how he made you feel, and even the simple touches flooded you with what you could only call a certain desire.
it isn’t even a second after he breaks the kiss that your boyfriend pulls you on top of his lap, your body facing his as you let out a sound you couldn’t quite coherently think of letting out of you. one second you were on the couch, and the next second you were on him—he couldn’t blame you for being confused.
“you like this, don’t you baby?”
the feeling of an embarrassed cat consumed you as his fingers threaded into your hair. his gaze followed his motions, his focus on the smallest of details only making you all the more needy. you couldn’t help but press right against his crotch, a little whine escaping as your quivering lips got met once again with his smirking ones. he enjoyed teasing you, not giving in to your needs right away as he trailed soft touches with his other hand to your nape, thumb pressing softly into your collarbone as the rest of the fingers supported the neck. “it’s ok if you don’t answer with words. but i know you can, right princess?”
sucking in a deep breath while fluttering your heavy lashes, you squeak out a yes to meet his husky laugh. you’re so pliable to him, perfectly molding into whatever he wants you to be like, and he can’t help but love that side of you—crave it even.
taesan knows you’re waiting for his permission, and that makes him sigh in content. “go ahead,” he quickly says, kissing your blushy cheek as you begin grinding on him.
you’re so desperate. whether it be a touch or full on sex, the effect your boyfriend has on you is so significantly incomparable to anyone and anything else. you feel his arms as you set your pace, feeling your panty getting soaked by the second. it’s tense and hard, obviously from the muscle developing since he began taking going to the gym more seriously. you’re thankful for it though, that despite the strict bulking goals he follows for the body he wants to achieve, your man is making you swim in hormones like crazy.
“t-tae, help please,” you whimper softly, his lips that had been peppering kisses over your neck and shoulders pausing to go up to your lips.
kissing, and kissing, and kissing—that’s the only help he gives you as your hips roll on his boner beneath. he’s hard as a rock, simply too engrossed in holding you in place at the moment, that you stay right on top of him to please yourself like so. his very own groans slip through, despite him trying not to let them out. but your whines in response encourage him to keep them going, heavy contact in place.
moments pass, lips unlock, and you’re babbling against him: taesan it feels so good, taesan i love this so much, taesan i need you right now, taesan im so wet for you, taesan please, taesan, taesan, taesan.
it’s music to his ears, the way his name falls from your tongue so lewdly encapsulating his need for you too. his encouragement never stops either, calling you all sorts of sweet names as he held still and let you work it out on him. well, there’s not much he has to do when he has you on him like a kitten itching to play.
with every move, you got closer, reaching the perfect angle at which you felt your clit rub against the soft cotton you wore. it felt so sensitive the more you grinded on your boyfriend, already feeling that familiar coil in your lower stomach threatening to snap at any moment.
meanwhile, all taesan could feel was your pressure on him increasing as you were about to tip over the edge to your climax. his praise got quicker, encouraging you to release: come on baby, you can do it, cum for me princess, just let go hmm?. after all, he didn’t want to cum until you did.
it didn’t take much longer, nor much more of his praise (though you wouldn’t mind hearing him continue his spiel about how you’re the most perfect girl ever for him), for you to come undone. your nails dug into his exposed skin, the growing muscles now having deep marks of your feelings towards them. your mind spins as you lay on his shoulder, chest heaving as you catch your breath.
taesan’s nothing but a mess beneath you, his orgasm never having arrived because you stopped before he could get off too. he’s not mad though; you got your satisfaction. his hands rub up and down your arms, as if to soothe himself, before wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. the hug delves deep as you both get entwined together, getting comfortable in the safe bubble you both have created for yourselves.
heartbeats sync together as minutes pass by, a sleepiness about to hit you, when suddenly he whispers right into your ear, jolting you awake.
“what about me, baby?”
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A/N: hi guys… long time no post… Gulps… this has been in my drafts for a while and i honestly didn’t expect this to get so long 😭 i hope u all enjoy tho <3
premise: all good things come in threes. the holy trinity. third time's the charm. peter, paul, and mary. your three roommates willing to help you experience how REAL, pleasurable sex feels like.
notes: fem!reader, roommate au, multiple partners, cunnilingus, fingering, unprotected penetrative sex (wrap ut b4 u tap it plz), voyeurism, exhibitionism, multiple orgasm, reader has prior shitty sexual experience
a/n: inspired by this post i made some months back. i started this in hopes that it would eliminate my writer's block BUT IT DIDN'T but it's here now, and i'm very proud of it, and i'm slowly getting back to writing. appreciate your patience and support for all of my work across all of my blogs!!! also, if this is reminiscent of my older works, then...;)
it should be a quiet friday evening for you, all things considered.
you had gotten off work, came home to dinner lovingly prepared by euijoo, kicked jaehyun’s ass in mario kart, and received an unprompted but well-appreciated shoulder rub from jungwon. it was shaping up to be a good start to your weekend, a smooth transition into two days’ worth of rest.
that was, until jaehyun suggested the four of you have a few rounds of drinks. rarely do you ever get together as a complete unit of four, considering everyone’s hectic schedules, and this was exactly what jaehyun used to rationalize his little idea as he gathered the shot glasses and raided the apartment’s not-so-secret stash of alcohol.
euijoo and jungwon seemed down for it, too. the snack drawer was emptied and dumped on the carpeted floor of the living room, and before you knew it, the four of you were gathered in a circle, mixing vodka with the monstrous stock of mountain dew that jungwon of all people kept in one of the cupboards.
but the drinks turned into jokes, and the jokes turned into dares, and the dares turned into an impromptu game of never have i ever.
“this is childish. what are we, in high school?” you give each of your roommates a pointed look, trying to convey just how much you oppose the idea of the game.
yes, these are your roommates, the people you literally live with, and your bond goes beyond usual roommate bounds, but you’re not exactly sure about inevitably spilling all your dirty little secrets to them.
the three of them stare back, unfazed, eyebrows raised in equal challenge.
“that’s the point! it’s fun because it’s childish,” jaehyun reasons, shot glass in hand while he pours vodka into it. he turns to you fully, handing you the liquor.
“bottoms up, sweetheart,” he says.
you cringe at the nickname but take the shot glass, anyway. you down the drink in one graceful swoop, your face crumpling as the liquid slithers down your throat. your two other roommates whoop in celebration, and despite it all, you feel yourself relax as the warmth of the vodka spreads from your stomach to your limbs.
jungwon and euijoo throw their own heads back as they take their shots, and you muster up everything in you to stop yourself from staring at the bobbing of their throats.
you hand the glass back to jaehyun. he fills it up once more, pouring to the brim.
“now this is for the fun part,’ jaehyun teases, winking at you playfully.
“i told you, i don’t want to play,” you reiterate.
“boring,” jungwon quips from across you, grinning when you narrow your eyes at him.
“just one round,” euijoo encourages from your left, peering into your face and smiling sweetly.
you feel your stomach flip, and given your history of not being able to say no to euijoo, you can’t help but let his words get to you. you roll your eyes, sighing, though euijoo knows this is just code for ‘fine, but only because you said so.’
euijoo just knew you like that.
and euijoo could just get you like that.
he leans over and bumps your shoulder with his and you feel your face flare up with heat.
“you’re all gonna gang up on me anyway,” you pout. this earns a conspiratorial chuckle from jungwon.
“then at least you know what you’re in for,” jungwon reasons.
you brandish your middle finger up at him, to which he blows you a kiss in retaliation while jaehyun swats your hand down.
you should be irritated, annoyed, hassled—whatever other word describes the negative feeling that you ought to be getting from being teased around like this. but you just can’t. for all their shenanigans, your roommates are some of the only people who could get away with being like this with you.
in hindsight, and historically speaking, it probably isn’t healthy, and it definitely isn’t advised to develop feelings for your roommate, but here you are.
crushing on all of your roommates.
you’re not sure when it started, but you try to rationalize it by telling yourself that living with three guys in their early twenties was bound to create some complicated feelings eventually.
sure, let’s go with that.
“relax, ______, it’s just ‘never have i ever’,” jaehyun croons, pushing the shot glass into yor hand. you take it, eyeing it warily.
if euijoo was the sweet one, then myung jaehyun was the pain in your ass.
“it’s never just ‘never have i ever’ when it comes to you,” you counter. “you always have some ulterior motive behind these games of yours.”
jaehyun splutters, eyes widening as he throws his hands up as if in surrender.
“i’ve never been so offended in my life,” he complains.
“can we just start the game so we can actually start drinking?” jungwon’s voice cuts over the bickering. a finger presses against his temple, his eyebrows pinched together as he stares at you and jaehyun.
“okay, i’ll start,” euijoo jumps right in, and you barely have any time to blink, let alone register what’s happening.
“never have i ever performed oral sex in public.”
“why are we jumping into the sex stuff already?” you demand, a look of alarm settling on your face as you turn to euijoo.
euijoo shrugs, running a hand over his tired eyes. “i don’t know, ______. i’m kinda tipsy already, you know, so why not?”
you swallow, pretending that the lazy drawl in his voice doesn’t do something to you.
with a disbelieving huff, you take the shot glass from the floor in front of you and gulp down its contents in two swallows. you meet jungwon’s eyes as you finish, his drink gone as well as he sets his own glass down.
“okay, ______. we need details,” jaehyun urges, nudging your knee with his foot. you smack him hard on the thigh.
“that’s not part of the rules,” you deflect, snickering when you’re rewarded with a loud yelp from jaehyun. “besides, you want me to believe that you haven’t given anyone head in public?”
jaehyun shrugs, rubbing the spot where you hit him. “i haven’t given anyone head in public. receiving it though…”
euijoo and jaehyun make eye contact, and as if on cue, the two reach forward to dap each other up.
“i know what you mean, brother,” euijoo quips, a shit-eating grin spreading on his face.
“you?” you turn accusingly to euijoo. “really?”
euijoo schools his expression into one of innocence. “what? you think i don’t mess around?”
you pause, the implication clear in his statement. the thought of euijoo—your kind, soft-hearted, considerate roommate—going around hooking up with people sends a strange feeling creeping up your spine. not that he can’t be kind and hook up at the same time; his disposition has nothing to do with his actual sex life.
it’s the images that come to your head that give you pause.
his hand running up someone’s thigh. his lips ghosting over someone’s neck. his hips slamming against—
you blink, willing yourself back to earth lest you completely lose yourself in your thoughts.
“your turn,” jaehyun points out as he refills everyone’s shots. you blink again, your brain taking a few seconds to catch up.
“oh,” you say, clearing your throat. “never have i ever received head in public.”
euijoo and jaehyun’s voices meld into a single complaint.
“now that’s not fair!” jaehyun cries out.
“you did that on purpose!” euijoo protests.
“too bad, you shouldn’t have volunteered information i didn’t ask for,” you respond, chuckling as they begrudgingly down their shots. you and jungwon high five, identical grins settling on your faces.
“okay, you had your chance to get even,” jaehyun grumbles, pouting cutely. some stupid part of you wants to crawl over to kiss it off his face.
seriously, what is up with you?
“never have i ever faked an orgasm,” jaehyun declares, a wicked glint in his eye as he turns to you.
indignation fills you immediately.
“hey, now that’s not fair!” you cry out, reaching over to deliver your nth smack of the night to jaehyun’s shoulder.
“what’s not fair is you having to fake orgasms,” jaehyun says, laughing. he dodges another one of your attempts at his arm.
“statistically and biologically speaking, a lot of people with vaginas have a harder time finishing for a variety of reasons,” you argue. “you can’t hold my own biology over me!”
the three men burst into laughter, and you glare at each one of them in turn. you mutter under your breath about wishing you had a dick instead, downing yet another shot. your stomach burns with the liquid but the fuzziness is starting to settle now. you feel quite good, actually.
“what kind of shitty sex are you having?” jungwon asks from across you, head tilting in curiosity. some of his hair falls into his wide, delicate eyes and you watch as he brushes them back with equally delicate fingers.
“the kind that’s none of your business,” you retort, grabbing the bottle of vodka to refill your own drink.
you catch just enough of it to witness your three roommates exchanging looks. your face heats up and you’re not sure if it’s the embarrassment or the alcohol.
“it’s not to say that i haven’t ever finished during sex,” you blurt out, cringing once the words had escaped you.
“it’s just a phenomenon that’s few and far between.”
there’s pure silence for a few seconds, your roommates looking at you with varying degrees of worry and amusement.
“when do you orgasm?” euijoo asks and it catches you so off guard you nearly drop your glass.
“excuse me?” you demand. euijoo merely smiles lazily, leaning back against the couch behind him.
“what happens when you actually cum? like, what leads up to it?” euijoo expounds, and his choice of words has your bottom lip slipping between your teeth.
fuck, he sounds a little too hot saying the word ‘cum’.
“what is it with you guys and trying to pry into my sex life?” you question, putting on your sternest expression yet.
not that you aren’t willing to be forthcoming with them. truth be told, you’d tell them anything if they asked nicely enough. or if they just asked, point-blank, period. they don’t even have to be nice about it. you just think that it’s best to put up a semblance of normalcy, barring your filthy, unfiltered thoughts and fantasies from escaping.
thoughts and fantasies that involved them, of all people.
“aren’t we allowed to be curious?” jungwon questions, fixing you with another one of his looks. the one that has your stomach flipping ten different ways. that one.
“no,” you deadpan and you think you see a flicker of something in jungwon’s eyes.
if euijoo was kind, and jaehyun was an ass, then jungwon was the iron fist that ruled the apartment. not a hair left on the floor, no piece of furniture crooked when he’s in charge.
you think about how you’d hate to be on the receiving end of his ire. in the conventional sense, at least. elsewhere, though…
“your turn,” you say, shifting the subject back to the game before anyone else gets any more ideas.
but, having lived with your roommates for about half a year, you really should have known that they’re always full of ideas.
“never have i ever been eaten out before.”
jungwon’s lips rise at the corners as he waits for you to take a shot. you stare back, shrugging. you don’t move.
no one takes drink.
it takes a few seconds for the rest of them to catch up.
“never?” jaehyun asks, his voice pitching higher.
“what, you guys haven’t had your ass eaten out?” you feign a giggle, trying to shift the subject to anywhere but at you. “i thought for sure at least one of you would be into that.”
“that’s unimportant,” euijoo declares. “you’ve never been eaten out?”
you falter. “well—no.”
“that’s like foreplay 101. hell, that’s the main event for some people,” jungwon says, his expression full of disbelief. “you’re telling us no one had bothered to eat you out before?”
the way he so crudely talks about your bedroom activities has you shifting in your seat, thighs squeezing together in an attempt to relieve yourself of the growing pressure in your belly.
“i mean, no one really offered—,”
“that’s fucking insane,” jaehyun interrupts. “i’ll eat you out right now, if you want.”
a violent blush takes over your entire face as you nearly choke on air.
“you’re so full of shit, myung jaehyun,” your voice pitches higher as you stare at your roommate, your heart thundering just beneath your ribcage.
jaehyun merely shrugs as he beams at you. he pushes his wire-rimmed glasses further up his face, raking a hand through his hair after, and it’s with great self-control that you urge your eyes to look anywhere else but at him.
“we’re just saying, your past sexual partners must have been pretty selfish if they hadn’t as much as offered to…you know.” euijoo cuts in with a gentler approach, gesturing vaguely as he finishes his statement.
it never really dawned on you that this was such a strange phenomenon. sure, sex felt good for you on numerous occasions, and some of your encounters nearly brought you there. but it was never enough. half of them were clumsy, most too eager. their hands would grab too hard at all the wrong places and their fingers would leave you aching, and not in the way you wanted.
“i’ve never been fingered properly before, either,” you blurt out, voice fading to an unsure mumble towards the end.
euijoo raises his eyebrows. “i’m sorry, what?”
you sigh, deciding to just let it all out.
“most times, the people i’ve been with would try to…with their fingers,” you explain. you meet each of your roommates’ eyes one by one. “but it would mostly hurt and it didn’t feel good at all.”
you can practically hear the ticking of the clock in the next room over.
“and i ask you once more, what actually makes you cum during sex?” euijoo questions, fixing you with an equally worried and eager stare.
your throat feels parched, your words and thoughts a jumble in your head.
“i usually just get myself off. i rub one out while they…do whatever it is they’re doing.”
silence.
jaehyun looks to jungwon who looks to euijoo who looks back at jaehyun. for some reason, this feels more humiliating than if they were all staring at you.
“looks like you pulled the short end of the stick when it comes to the people you sleep with,” jungwon says with a little snicker. you flush as his eyes do a brief once-over of your figure.
“i know, i know, i shouldn’t have settled for anything less,” you grumble, pulling your knees to your chest. you curl into yourself, suddenly hyperaware of all of the eyes on you.
“i haven’t slept with anyone, in like, half a year. can’t have shitty sex if you’re not having sex at all,” you add, chuckling humorlessly.
“so your last was the ex you broke up with before moving here?” jaehyun clarifies, scooting closer until his shoulder is pressed up to yours.
you sigh, rubbing your eyes. “yes.”
another stretch of silence blankets the four of you, and you internally cringe at the direction this game and this conversation has taken. jaehyun shifts to your right, his arm draping over and around your shoulders.
“want us to help you?”
jungwon snickers and euijoo’s already large eyes widen even more. you whip your head towards jaehyun, equal parts scandalized and…aroused.
“cut it out,” you mumble halfheartedly, trying to pry jaehyun off of you.
“what? i’m trying to be a gentleman here,” jaehyun protests with a smile. his body heat and cologne muddle your senses.
“by offering to sleep with me?” you protest, elbowing him hard in the ribs. he winces but pulls you in even closer.
“don’t tell me you guys haven’t thought about it,” jaehyun says, gesturing to euijoo and jungwon, his brows raised knowingly.
you feel your entire body go simultaneously cold and impossibly hot, the sensations fighting as euijoo and jungwon look at each other.
“that’s quite the accusation,” jungwon muses, tilting his head, a traitorous smirk settling on his lips.
you feel all semblance of calm escape you, your heart beating faster than it already was. you turn to euijoo for any sort of reprieve from this situation you’ve found yourself in, but even he refuses to meet your eyes.
oh.
so it’s like that.
under normal circumstances, this should have scared you. disgusted you, even. but you would be lying if you said that you haven’t thought about them that way. sure, it started as innocent crushes, feelings developed for people you live in close proximity to. but as proximity goes, your rooms are crammed into one short hallway, walls like paper, and squeaky doors that don’t ever fully close.
you’ve heard them on certain nights, groans too rhythmic and sighs too loud to be anything but what you thought it was. you had felt like a pervert all this time, listening in and anticipating that stretch of silence right after an audible gasp, or that maddeningly loud creak of a bed as one of them finishes, headboard banging against your wall.
(you remember now it was euijoo, as his room is right next to yours.)
so all propriety aside, you have no choice but to admit that you’re irrevocably, undeniably turned on right now.
“so you have thought about it.” you finally find your voice and it seems to snap all three men out of their reveries.
jaehyun shrugs from beside you. always the candid one, his fingers trace patterns on your exposed shoulder, smiling when he feels goosebumps rise on your skin.
“you know i do. i haven’t really been keeping it a secret, have i?”
you meet jaehyun’s eyes and he looks at you expectantly in that annoyingly handsome way of his. you lick your lips and his eyes follow the motion, snapping back up right at the very last second.
“i thought you were just messing with me,” you whisper.
but you know. you know deep down he was doing anything but.
“well i’m not,” jaehyun says, disproving your statement.
“let’s make a deal.”
you turn your head towards jungwon who’s looking at you, calculation evident in his eyes. he glances briefly at your two other roommates before straightening.
“you let us take care of you and we can finally put this topic to bed,” jungwon continues calmly, as if he were just proposing who gets to do what chore in the apartment.
“i—what?” your voice is barely above a nervous whisper.
jungwon shrugs. “you said you’ve never been eaten out.”
he looks to jaehyun.
“wanna help her with that?”
jaehyun’s face immediately breaks out into a grin. jungwon continues before jaehyun can get a word in.
“you said you haven’t been fingered properly. maybe i can do something about it,” jungwon says without breaking eye contact. you feel your whole body tense up and shiver.
have all of you gone completely crazy?
“anything else we can help you with?” jaehyun says, glancing at euijoo, who seems to be the only one as affected by all this as much as you are.
euijoo takes a moment before looking over at you. even in your apartment’s shitty lighting, you can see the way his pupils dilate, eyes raking over your curled-up figure.
“what do you want?” euijoo questions, shifting his body subtly closer to face you.
you swallow, a million thoughts running through your mind.
this is ridiculous. this is reckless. this is dangerous. who thinks about sleeping with all her roommates? who entertains the idea of them ‘helping’ you by granting you sexual favors?
“whatever it is you think about doing when you jerk off at night,” you respond, despite yourself.
you relish the way euijoo’s breath catches, his lips pressing into a thin line.
jungwon and jaehyun simultaneously let out disbelieving chuckles. euijoo is bright red now, all the way to the tips of his ears.
“guess we aren’t so quiet when we—ah—relieve ourselves,” jaehyun muses with a chuckle.
“you especially,” you banter, digging your elbow once more into his ribs.
“oh, she’s got some bite,” jaehyun taunts, his hand sliding down your back before resting just above your ass.
“big talk for someone who just admitted to settling for bad sex,” jungwon pipes up. he pushes himself to stand, slinking over to where you’re seated.
jungwon crouches down, and due to his stature, even in this position, you have to crane your neck up to look him in the eye.
“want us to help you?”
you hear nothing but the steady thud of your heartbeat in your ears, and you feel nothing but sheer weightlessness as you ponder your options.
they’re offering, and you’re willing.
you inhale, resolve hardening in your chest.
“i’d like to see you try,” is all you say.
it’s like a switch is flipped within all three of them. you physically feel the room go still as all three sets of eyes turn to you. jungwon is the closest and in your direct line of sight. he grins, his hand reaching out, his pointer finger resting just beneath your chin.
“i’d like to see you take it.”
jungwon glances to jaehyun, raising a brow.
“i got it from here,” jaehyun says, voice low and rougher all of a sudden. jungwon nods before returning to his seat.
you turn, your heartbeat still thundering loudly in your ears.
euijoo and jungwon watch with attentive eyes as jaehyun lets his hand fall completely to the slope of your ass. his other hand reaches for your thigh, grabbing onto the supple flesh and maneuvering you to face him.
“you can still say no,” jaehyun whispers, fingers trailing up on your skin.
in what world would you do such a thing?
before you can overthink it, you lean forward to connect your lips with jaehyun’s. you hear jungwon snicker and euijoo inhale. jaehyun, on the other hand, smiles into the kiss, a hand coming up to cup your face. he pulls you closer, manhandling you over his lap, to which you allow yourself to respond eagerly, arms circling his neck.
jaehyun shifts beneath you, pressing his semi between your legs, and you gasp, rocking harder against him in retaliation. he moans wantonly into your mouth, but quickly pulls away to discard his glasses before diving back in with renewed vigor.
you tug at his hair and he digs his nails into your waist. months of teasing and sexual innuendos amount to this, with him half-hard and you leaking through your underwear.
“hurry up,” jungwon teases. you pull away, peering over your shoulder to see him chewing on his thumbnail, eyes dark as he surveys the scene in front of him.
euijoo looks like he’s about to explode.
glad to know you’re on the same page.
“hurrying is what got her here in the first place,” jaehyun warns with no real bite, a corner of his lips twitching up.
“isn’t that right, pretty? we’ll take it nice and slow for you tonight.”
you whimper involuntarily, jaehyun’s fingers traveling down to press firmly into your inner thighs. he wastes no time in coaxing you down, right onto your back.
you thank the heavens in your head for the foresight of suggesting that your living room needed a fluffier rug.
your hair spreads out beneath your head, and jaehyun rakes his eyes over your face, down to your neck, then to your chest, caging you in with his arms braced on either side of you.
“can i take these off?” jaehyun asks, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of your shorts. his hair is sticking up all over, and you think about how ridiculously hot he looks at this moment.
“yes,” you mutter softly. this earns a soft smile from him.
“there she is. thought i wouldn’t be hearing that voice for the rest of the night.”
the soft croon of jaehyun’s words, coupled with the drag of the fabric against your warm skin as he pulls your bottoms down, sends yet another shiver through you. you’re left semi-exposed in just your underwear, your legs automatically clamping shut.
“none of that, sweetheart,” jaehyun urges gently, prying your thighs apart once more. “how am i gonna help you if i can’t even reach what’s here?”
just as he says this, he reaches down and presses two fingers right at your core, on the damp spot forming on your panties. you gasp, bucking into jaehyun’s hand. he grins, obviously pleased with your reaction.
“for someone so hesitant, you sure are eager,” jaehyun says, rubbing at the spot, movements traitorously slow.
“now you’re just taking the piss,” euijoo comments under his breath. “don’t leave her waiting.”
you crane your neck to look at your other roommate and you have to suppress a moan at what you see.
euijoo’s still leaning back against the couch, his fingers tapping restlessly against his leg. there’s a sizeable bulge at the front of his sweatpants.
jaehyun rolls his eyes playfully, withdrawing his touch to yank your underwear down in one fell swoop. you startle, but you let jaehyun slip the last barrier standing between his and the rest of your roommates’ eyes and your aching, wet pussy.
“oh, wow. you really wanted this, huh?” jaehyun questions, spreading your legs even further apart.
he settles on his stomach, face level with your core. you can feel his breath on your skin, hot and anticipatory.
“how can anyone let all this go to waste? if it were up to me, i’d make sure you cum at least three times. per session. for as many sessions a day as you want.” jaehyun snickers, his fingers making contact with the moisture pooling between your legs.
“j-jaehyun,” you whine, your hand flying down to his hair. he peers up, leaning into your touch.
you tangle your fingers in his hair and tug.
the first brush of jaehyun’s tongue over your cunt sends you almost careening over the edge already. having no prior reference to what being eaten out feels like, all you know is that the whole world seems to have fallen away, leaving only this: the sensation of pure, utter pleasure pulsing through your body from what jaehyun’s mouth is doing to you.
he latches his lips over your clit, suckling gently, and your hips shoot straight up, grinding against his face. jaehyun hums against you, his tongue flicking the sensitive nub over and over.
your whole body ignites with what you can only describe as the most blissful burning sensation you’ve ever experienced. jaehyun pulls you closer to him, your legs thrown over his shoulders as his arms hook around your thighs, locking you in place. his nose brushes your clit as he teases your hole and it’s like a thousand fireworks go off right within your body.
“fuck, that’s hot,” you hear a voice say somewhere else in the room. you think it’s jungwon.
your eyes blink the bleariness away as you try to make sense of your surroundings, an attempt to find reprieve from the near-overwhelming sensation that jaehyun is dealing you.
jungwon is worrying his bottom lip with his teeth, the heel of his palm pressed into the front of his pants.
you glance to the side and nearly cum from the sight of euijoo languidly stroking himself as he watches you, fully engrossed in the scene unfolding in front of him.
jaehyun pulls your attention back to him, his whole mouth suctioning over your clit, tongue flattening and applying a constant pulse of pressure. you’re practically thrashing around by now, not used to the attention dealt to your most sensitive area.
your first orgasm of the night comes quickly and unexpectedly, your whole body tensing as jaehyun fucks his tongue into your hole. you clench up, thighs pressing into the side of jaehyun’s head.
“oh fuck—jaehyun!” his name falls helplessly from your mouth. “j-jaehyun, please!”
you don’t know what you’re begging for, but you know that you never want to stop feeling this way.
jaehyun doesn’t let up, even when you’re whining in protest, fingers pulling at his hair. still, his tongue laps up at the overflowing arousal, burying his face even deeper into your pussy, as if it were his last meal deprived from him.
“come on, baby, one more,” you hear jaehyun say, words almost completely garbled as he continues to undo you with his mouth. he reaches up and shoves your shirt up, one hand roughly grabbing at one of your tits.
how convenient for all of you that you decided to forego a bra tonight.
you moan, arching into his touch, your own fingers curling around his wrist as he kneads at your soft flesh. you feel another orgasm approach.
jaehyun pinches harshly at your nipple, tugging right after, and for the second time, your entire world burns white-hot. you cum yet again, breath caught in your throat as your face scrunches in ecstasy.
your roommate pulls away from between your legs, watching as you slump back down to the ground, panting and completely spent. you peek at jaehyun, his lips and chin completely drenched in you as he observes your every move.
“good?’ he asks. you can’t help the chuckle that escapes you.
“i’m afraid anyone who comes after you will have a hard time living up to that,” you admit, throwing an arm over your eyes as you try to catch your breath.
but before you’re afforded a minute’s rest, your arm is pulled away as jungwon’s face comes into view.
“don’t challenge me, sweetheart,” jungwon says with a smirk. he glances at jaehyun.
“move. it’s my turn.”
jaehyun exaggerates a bow, leaving you with a wink as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. he stalks off to take jungwon’s seat at the side, the tent in his own pants painfully obvious now.
“still okay?” jungwon asks, a palm smoothing down your arm. “does your back hurt? do you need a pillow?”
you shake your head, giggling. “i’m fine, wonie.”
jungwon’s eyes darken at the nickname, mischief painting his smile. “so, is it fine if i do this?”
you don’t have time to register his question before he’s reaching down, the tip of his finger circling your hole. you yelp, instinctually pulling away, your core sensitive from jaehyun’s ministrations.
without waiting for an answer, jungwon plunges two fingers in, his other hand pressing down on your stomach to keep you in place.
“i thought you wanted us to show you how it’s done?” jungwon asks, voice steady, with the barest hint of teasing.
“or is it too much?”
jungwon drags his fingers out half of the way before pushing them back in. you jolt, a high-pitched whimper spilling out from your lips. the fingers inside you curl up against your walls, sending your eyes rolling to the back.
it’s too much and not enough all at once.
“that’s it,” jungwon says, curling his fingers even harder the second time. “so responsive. so good for us, hm?”
your hands try to find purchase somewhere, anywhere, and eventually, they settle on clutching onto the sleeve of jungwon’s sweater.
“please,” you beg for nothing and everything. “jungwon, h-hurts, need it, please—”
“use your words properly,” jungwon interrupts, tone admonishing.
“faster,” you gasp. “please fuck me faster, harder.”
jungwon snickers, pace immediately picking up. your back arches, your clit twitching from the lack of attention. you reach down, rubbing harshly.
“oh, fuck,” jaehyun’s voice is hoarse over the roaring in your ears. “that’s so fucking hot, baby.”
his words spur you on, your hips moving on their own accord, swiveling and thrusting closer to jungwon’s hand. he slams his fingers repeatedly in and out of you, curling at the very last second before pulling out and then repeating it over again.
“filthy, aren’t you? bet you fantasized about us fucking you like this. using you like this,” jungwon sneers, tugging your shirt all the way up and over your breasts. he continues what jaehyun started, pinching and tugging and rolling your nipples between his fingers.
he lands a hard smack to your tits and it sends a shock of pleasure all over you.
again and again he repeats this, and you feel the skin on your chest start to warm. finally, as his fingers brush over your sensitive peaks for the nth time, coupled with the pressure in your belly from his fingers, your third orgasm tears right through you, unraveling you once more. you twitch and shudder, tears springing in your eyes with how tight you’re squeezing them shut.
it takes about a minute for your whole body to relax, your limbs splayed out as jungwon pulls his fingers out.
“good girl,” jungwon praises, pushing his fingers into your mouth without any preamble. you bristle but let him slide in, your saliva quickly coating his digits, salty from your fluids.
“shit, look at you,” jungwon laughs breathily. “don’t blame me if i’m coming into your room every night just to see this view again and again.”
you whimper as jungwon withdraws his hand. he leans down, pecking your lips lightly.
“hope that was good enough for you,” he whispers, pulling back before you can even respond.
your heart is hammering in your chest as you watch jungwon take a seat beside jaehyun, who is now full on jerking himself off, cock slick with precum as he eyes your half-naked body on the living room floor.
euijoo drifts into your line of sight, his expression hard to read. he has himself tucked back into his pants, but it’s obvious that he’s still rock hard underneath. he crawls over to you, then settles into a sitting position beside you.
“still good?” euijoo asks, brushing some of your hair away from your face.
you nod, pushing yourself up onto your elbows.
“need a break?” euijoo continues. “we can stop now, if you want.”
you tilt your head. despite everything, you can’t help the urge to poke fun at your very mild-mannered roommate.
“why? what are you gonna do to me?”
euijoo’s eyebrows shoot up, eyes moving down to study your figure.
“i’m not going to do anything. you are,” euijoo responds. he reaches out, tugging at your arm.
you let yourself be pulled up to a sitting position, too weak to protest much. anticipation courses through your veins as euijoo lies down, propping himself up on his own elbows.
“you asked what i think about doing when i jerk off at night,” euijoo begins, tugging you closer.
“i think about you, riding me, fucking yourself on my cock.”
your breath stutters but a new wave of arousal washes over you. you tentatively push yourself up on your knees, scooting over to where euijoo is. you eye his clothed dick, unsure, momentarily glancing up at him.
his eyes appear glazed over, but still hardened with resolve.
“if you want to experience good sex, maybe you’ll have to work for it a little, hm?” euijoo gestures to his sweats, to the string still tied tightly.
you balk at his words, not expecting him to take this tone with you. granted, he’s still speaking as he always does, but the way euijoo so flippantly tells you to work for it has your thighs clenching together once more.
you reach over to tug at the drawstring, undoing the knot, careful not to let your hand brush directly on his bulge. you pull at the waistband next, taking euijoo’s underwear along with it.
his cock springs free and you feel yourself get dizzy.
euijoo is long and full, heavy in your hand as you take hold of him. he’s still slick from his precum, beads of it continuing to leak from his tip. he hisses as you stroke languidly along his length, your mouth watering as you do so.
“don’t be shy,” euijoo says with a little chuckle. it sounds innocent, lighthearted. but there’s a glint in his eye that has your stomach twisting in the best way possible.
you oblige, swinging one leg over his supine form. you line him up at your entrance, and at the last second, you peer over your shoulder at your two other roommates.
jaehyun licks his lips, cock on full display as he fists it harshly, and jungwon has something in his hand, clutched tightly around his own length. with a jolt, you realize it's your underwear. the lace material drags up and down jungwon’s dick, for sure ruined beyond measure.
“eyes here, _______.” the sound of your name from euijoo’s lips forces your attention back to him. he holds you by your thighs, thumb rubbing back and forth on your skin reassuringly.
you inhale, sinking down on euijoo.
the first slide in has both of you groaning, your mouth falling open as you make it all the way down. the stretch is unlike anything you’ve felt before, and the way euijoo’s fingers dig into your things adds another delicious sensation into the mix.
“god, you feel amazing,” euijoo breathes, his pelvis automatically rolling up. you gasp, bracing yourself on his chest.
“ride me, baby,” euijoo implores. “please, need to see you. ride me”
without as much as a second thought, you lift yourself up before grinding your hips back down. this sends both of you moaning, your nails digging into the fabric of his shirt. you repeat your movement, swiveling your hips just as you remember doing with all those people before, with your exes and flings, desperate to impress them despite them leaving you disappointed time and time again.
but you know euijoo would never disappoint you.
euijoo grunts beneath you, praise coming out in ragged breaths. his voice pitches higher whenever you clench around him and you make it a point to drag this sound out of him with every chance you get.
“you’re so fucking good at this,” euijoo declares, his hands moving up to grip at your waist as you lean over him.
“yeah, baby, use me. get yourself off.”
“ah!” you whimper, hips slamming down against his as you desperately chase your fourth orgasm of the night. thanks to your other housemates, the sensitivity between your legs is at an all-time high, easier for you to coax yourself closer to your release.
you can vaguely hear both jaehyun and jungwon behind you, panting and for sure jerking off to the sight of you riding euijoo, and you wonder rather hopefully if perhaps they’d like to join in.
you feel your knees start to burn against the carpet, despite its soft material. your thighs also ache, but the promise of another earth-shattering orgasm looms over you.
“need me to take over?” euijoo asks between labored breaths. you nod hurriedly and euijoo grins.
“i got you,” he says, and before you know it, you’re being pushed onto your back, a momentary dizziness overcoming you as euijoo wrangles you into a different position.
but before you could get comfortable, euijoo’s firm hands grip your hips, twisting you around and onto your front. a gasp catches in your throat as you scramble to maneuver yourself properly onto your chest.
euijoo presses your upper back down, forcing you onto the ground, while his other hand hauls your lower half up.
“you wanted to see them, right?” euijoo croons smoothly as he runs his hands up your back. you feel him poke against your entrance.
you glance up at jaehyun and jungwon, the former now sprawled on the couch, his hand furiously fisting his length, while the latter is eyeing you ravenously, your underwear still clutched tightly in his hand as he fucks into the soiled material.
euijoo takes hold of your hips and slides right back in. you whimper as your arms attempt to hold your body up, but to no avail. your elbows buckle and you have no choice but to arch even deeper as you bear your weight on your forearms.
“that’s right,” euijoo pants. “look so pretty like this, all bent over for me.”
“fuuuck,” jaehyun drawls, throwing his head back as his hand moves impossibly fast.
euijoo chuckles. “and for them.”
you keep your eyes trained forward, watching your roommates completely lose themselves to the scene in front of them: you getting fucked to oblivion by who you thought was your most respectful roommate.
absolutely nothing is respectful about the way euijoo is drilling into you now.
you feel the telltale coil tighten in your belly and you cry out as euijoo slams in particularly hard.
“i-i’m close,” you warn, head falling and hanging uselessly between your shoulders.
your whole body is jostled with how rough euijoo is fucking you, and you can feel the desperation radiating off him; the need to get you there and the desire to be right there with you.
“euijoo, please, please, please,” you repeat, like a litany only meant for the filthiest of ears to hear.
“come on, sweetheart,” euijoo urges, hands clamping down impossibly hard at your waist.
“let go for us. you can let go for us.”
a strangled cry erupts straight from your chest as your orgasm hurtles into you. you’re sobbing into the carpet now, hiccupping and mewling like a hurt kitten as wave after wave of pleasure slams through you.
euijoo keens as his own release comes upon him, spilling his loud into you and on your ass and back as he jerks himself off the rest of the way.
your arms tremble, body collapsing as the last dregs of your euphoria seep out. you lay on your side, hair a mess, and breathing ragged.
your roommates' muffled voices and footsteps drift around you, but you don’t hear much at first, too spent with everything that’s transpired. eventually, you push yourself up to survey your surroundings.
jaehyun catches your eye just as he’s walking into the living room with a bottle of water. he looks disheveled, but the bulge in his pants is gone now, though his lower lip is still swollen from what you assume is him chewing relentlessly at it. a cool sensation presses against your back as someone wipes away at your skin.
“i made a mess. sorry,” euijoo apologizes from behind you and you startle, head whipping around. he grins sheepishly at you as he leans in to kiss you briefly.
“turn around, please. let me clean you up.”
you don’t have to be told twice.
jaehyun leaves the water in front of you and jungwon reappears a second later with a bundle of clothing in his hands. you realize quite belatedly that it’s a fresh pair of underwear and shorts of yours.
“you okay?” jungwon asks, placing the clothes gently into your hands.
you giggle, leaning up to capture his lips in yours.
the feeling of the piercing ball running along your neck was enough to leave you wanting more. he’s been teasing you all week since the healing time was up. he’s moved down to your shoulder now and then licks a trail to your collarbones where he playfully bites down. “don’t want you to tease.” you bring your hips up towards his. he looks down in between your bodies and pins your hips back down. “don’t think so, baby.”
“jaehyun,” you’re past your limits now. you just want to get fucked. “please.”
“what’s wrong?” he juts his bottom lip out just messing with you now. “you suggested i get my tongue pierced,” he kisses your jaw. “and now you won’t let me play with you?” he bites your neck.
“just wanna take my time with you.” he scoots lower on the bed dragging your panties down. “will you let me?” he’s eye level with your pussy now and sees the arousal pooled at your entrance. he sticks his tongue out flashing his piercing for the last time before he begins to make a mess of you.
What I was first thinking was Taesan being a bully and edging reader when either Leehan or Sungho calls and Taesan gets the bright idea that if you want to cum you have to beg and convince approval from one of them
Buuuuut what if we go out of the norm and have mean sungho !! Who wasn’t really going to tease you for long but when taesan/leehan called and you couldn’t keep quiet something clicked for him and now you have to convince all three of them 😆
contains exhibitionism (?) / name calling (slut, baby, pretty 💖)
oooh sungho who's fucking you but suddenly taesan and leehan are calling to get him to game together 😭😭 sungho answers and tells you to keep it down while he continues to thrust into you but you can't help but slip out a moan that taesan and leehan catches over the phone...
"are you fucking your girlfriend right now, hyung?" taesan laughs in disbelief, his own voice growing ragged as leehan clicks his tongue and mutters a quiet gross.
sungho's hips stutter for a moment when he hears taesan's observation over the phone, but then a grin overtakes his face like he's just been handed a shiny new toy. he doesn't hang up, instead, he continues his thrusts, rolling his hips as the sudden silence makes the sound of your wet pussy even louder.
"no fucking way," taesan laughs, a little breathlessly, "you're actually in her right now?"
you bit down on your lip to keep any sounds from slipping out but can't help but whimper at one of sungho's particularly hard thrusts, his cock brushing up against the spot that makes you lose control.
you hear something click on leehan's end of the line, his voice slowing to a sinful drawl, "hyung - just hang up or put the phone closer so we can hear her properly."
"she's being so noisy tonight," he says into the phone, "but she can't help it when i fuck her like this."
he punctuates his sentence with a pinch your clit, making you cry out.
taesan huffs, "don't be selfish, hyung. let us hear."
sungho lowers the phone to where you're connected to him, and suddenly leehan and taesan can everything - your shaky breaths, your whimpered pleas, the slick sound of sungho's cock disappearing into your soaked pussy, the headboard creaking...
you try to cover your mouth with both hands but sungho catches you before you can, pinning them over your head.
leehan's voice is louder over the call now, "is she close?"
sungho laughs, "fuck. yeah. she just clenched around my cock. bet you love this, don't you? letting other people know you're being fucked like some desperate slut."
you shake your head desperately.
"poor baby," leehan coos over the wet squelches, "do you want to cum, pretty?"
"mm - yes!" you pant.
"what do you think, hyung?" leehan laughs and sungho hums.
"i don't know, do you think you deserve it?" he leans down to bite on your neck as you moan out something that resembles a yes!
"fuck," taesan whispers breathlessly, "let her cum, hyung. i want to hear."
sungho's thrusts somehow speed up even more, hammering into that spot over and over while his thumb finds your clit.
"you heard them. cum for us, baby."
"wait, i -" you say deliriously, but your high comes faster than your words - cut off by your own broken moan that tears out of you, loud enough that the phone definitely picks it up. sungho continues to fuck you through it, his dick punishing your abused hole while he groans at how tightly your walls pulse around him.
"fuck, she's milking me," he groans as you finally slump back, panting.
sungho slows down, bringing the phone back up to his mouth, voice smug, "the door's passcode is her birthday, you know it. i think she can probably take all three of us tonight."
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Hiii hope you're doing great! I have a bnd ask, Can we all agree that sungho the neat freak would be all for messy sex , Im talking squirting everywhere messy kisses cumming on you etc etc then when you're done he goes back to his neat freak self and cleans you and the bedsheets up. 💕💕
neatfreak!sungho who keeps every inch of the apartment immaculate — floors gleaming, counters wiped down three times a day, sheets changed the moment they’re even slightly rumpled — but the second he gets his hands on you, that pristine control turns into something dark, possessive, and downright filthy.
neatfreak!sungho who starts every session the same way: he hands you a full glass of water, then another, watching with hooded eyes as you drink every drop. “Good girl,” he murmurs, thumb brushing your lower lip. “Fill up for me. You’re not peeing until I’m done with you. Hold it all in like a good little toy.” The pressure builds slowly, your bladder aching, every nerve ending hypersensitive while he kisses you slow and sweet like nothing’s wrong.
neatfreak!sungho who bends you over the kitchen counter without warning, your chest pressed to the cold marble, ass up and thighs spread. He doesn’t even undress you all the way — just yanks your panties to the side and runs two thick fingers up and down your already soaked pussy, spreading your slick from clit to entrance in long, teasing strokes. “So wet already… and you haven’t even pissed yet. Imagine how hard you’re gonna squirt for me.”
Then he’s pushing inside you in one fast, rough thrust, burying himself to the hilt. His pace is brutal from the start — hips snapping hard enough to make the dishes rattle in the sink. One hand grips your hip to keep you pinned, while the other snakes around from behind, sliding between your legs. His fingers find your swollen clit, pinching it, pulling it, then slapping it sharply in quick, repeating smacks that make your knees buckle. He keeps thrusting through every wet sound, never slowing down, growling in your ear, “Hold it. Don’t you dare let go until I feel you squirt all over my cock.”
He doesn’t stop slapping and rubbing your clit until your whole body locks up and you gush hard around him, clear liquid spraying down your thighs and onto the floor. You can barely stand by the time he pulls out, legs shaking, so he scoops you up like you weigh nothing and carries you straight to the bedroom.
neatfreak!sungho who sometimes flips you onto your stomach on the bed and slides into your ass instead, fucking you deep and slow while you whimper from the fullness and the unbearable pressure in your bladder. He loves the way his cum drips out of you afterward — messy, obscene, leaking down your thighs while he watches with dark satisfaction. Other times he pulls you into his lap in lotus position, your legs wrapped around his waist, faces inches apart so he can watch every expression. He fucks up into you slow and deep, hands on your ass, until he’s right on the edge. Then he pulls out at the last second and paints thick ropes of cum across your stomach and tits.
He leans in immediately, lips latching onto your neck, sucking and licking while he presses his chest to yours, smearing his warm cum between your bodies in slow, filthy slides. “Look at that… all messy for me,” he whispers against your pulse, hips still rocking so the slick heat spreads everywhere.
neatfreak!sungho who, the second you both catch your breath, is back to his pristine self. He gently helps you stand on shaky legs, completely naked, while he strips the bed with military precision — new sheets, fresh pillowcases, every corner tucked perfectly. You’re not allowed to move or sit or even lean against the wall. You just stand there, skin still glistening with his cum, thighs sticky, bladder still full and aching, while he remakes the bed like it’s a sacred ritual. Only when everything is spotless again does he finally let you shower… or, if he’s feeling extra mean, he’ll make you wait just a little longer, kissing your forehead softly like he didn’t just ruin you.
Hot and cold play with hts plssss ( have sex with some icee it will be fun)
temperature play with taesan? thank u for the yummy request :P
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if there's one thing taesan loves, it's seeing you unravel with a mere touch of his fingers.
notes: fem!reader, hard dom!taesan, temperature play, mild pain play, restraints, sensory deprivation (blindfolding), fingering, praise, degradation
a/n: this was written with my pussy idk what else to say | divider by cafekitsune
"relax, baby."
taesan's voice is steady, meant to reassure as his hand smooths down your exposed stomach. he stops at your hip, his palm pressing gently against your warm skin. he rubs his thumb up and down soothingly.
"color?" taesan asks. you feel him plant a soft kiss on your shoulder.
everything in front of you is darkness. the blindfold is knotted tightly behind your head, your hands bound to the headboard with the fur cuffs taesan picked out with you the other day.
you're completely at taesan's mercy. for a time, the thought intimidated you. agreeing to do this for him was anxiety-inducing at first.
but now, your pussy gushes at the mere thought of what's about to happen.
"green," you respond, breath nearly catching in your throat. it seems like all the words have escaped you, replaced by the utter need to be used and fucked as taesan pleases.
he hums in acknowledgment, the bed springing back up with the loss of his weight. you hear him walking around your shared bedroom, rummaging through what you assume is his bag, before returning and stopping a little to your right. the sharp scrape-flick of a lighter turning on makes you flinch and a new wave of arousal washes over you.
there's silence for about a minute before the bed dips once more as taesan sits beside you.
a cross between a gasp and a yelp rips out of you as a searing heat blooms on your stomach. it's gone within a few seconds but is quickly followed by another, and then another, and before you know it, you're moaning as hot wax continues to drip all over your skin.
taesan lets the candle melt over you for what feels like an eternity. you're writhing and fighting against the handcuffs, but the pain sends a twisted kind of pleasure shooting through your entire body.
finally, it stops.
"good girl," taesan praises before blowing the candle out. "color?"
"g-green," comes your instant response.
a cold finger presses against your exposed core, your hips jerking up as taesan gathers your wetness, spreading it all over your needy cunt.
"nasty fucking slut," taesan murmurs, slipping two fingers in you without warning. you whine, grinding against his hand.
"you like it when i hurt you, hm?"
taesan curls his fingers inside you and you shudder, wrists digging almost painfully against the material tightly bound around your skin. the headboard rattles loudly with your desperate attempts at escape.
he withdraws his fingers from your leaking hole and you immediately protest, your blindfold suddenly wet with your tears.
"please," you beg pathetically. "taesan, please."
only tense silence greets you back as you feel taesan leave the bed once more. there's a few more seconds of shuffling and sounds of objects being moved around before your ears perk up at the sound of ice rattling against glass.
"i'd love to see you like this a little more, love," taesan coos, brushing some of your hair back.
"but i can't let all this melt."
a cold shock presses against your clit.
"fuck–! t-taesan, wait–"
your words die at your throat as he eases the whole cube of ice inside you. your whole body trembles at the sensation, your blindfold thoroughly soaked now as you sob loudly.
the wax on your stomach has hardened, pinching against your skin in places, and the ice between your legs is almost too much to bear.
and yet, your heart still hammers against your chest wildly and your pussy clenches around the melting ice cube, desperate for more.
"color?" taesan asks, toying with your clit.
you swallow. "green."
taesan chuckles and presses a soft kiss to your forehead.
"my good girl. my pathetic, desperate, dirty whore. all for me."
brother's best friend! jaehyun who keeps you as his dirty little secret 🐥 contains jaehyun kinda a creep / breeding kink / male masturbation / panty stealing / virgin! reader / slight corruption kink / reader is riwoo's younger sister
jaehyun who grows obsessed with you after going over to riwoo's house. he's found excuses to be at his house 24/7, gaming, raiding the fridge, and counting down the seconds until he can see you again.
he didn't really think much about it at the beginning, you were cute but off limits, obviously, as riwoo's little sister.
but, when riwoo is called down to help his mom with something and jaehyun has to help himself to the guest bathroom, he catches a glimpse of you through your slightly ajar door, wrapped in a towel as you sort through your clothes. jaehyun freezes when you drop your towel, staring at your figure through the crack - your perfect breasts, your perfect curves, your perfect ass. jaehyun snapped, heart pounding so loudly in his ears as his cock hardened in his jeans, straining painfully.
jaehyun knew, right there and then, he had to have you.
bend you over the nearest surface, rip your panties off, and slide his thick cock into your awaiting pussy. he'll pound into you until you're crying and begging for him to stop, pushing loads after loads of his cum into you until you're bred thoroughly and totally his.
the fantasy hits him so hard he nearly smacks into the doorframe.
he wanted it. he wanted you. he wanted to ruin you. he wanted you all to himself.
from then on, all of his fantasies were of you. dreaming about how you'll feel sucking on his cock, about how you'll whine about needing his cum, about how your cute pussy will suck his cock in greedily and milk him until he's shooting blanks. he'll lay in bed, hand around his cock as he furiously pumps himself, eyes screwed tight as he imagines your hands wrapped around his cock, tongue lolling as you beg for a taste of his cum.
♡
the situation is almost comical.
you answer the door in nothing but an oversized tshirt and the shortest shorts known to man.
"riwoo said you weren't answering the phone," jaehyun says, as easy-going as always, "he sent me to check on you."
"oh," you bite your lip and jaehyun nearly moans at your innocent little gesture, "sorry. something's wrong with the washing machine. i've been trying to fix it."
jaehyun offers to take a look, and look he did - staring at your cute ass as you crawl into the washing machine, pointing out the weird bits to jaehyun. it takes his entire willpower not to just take you there - pulling down your shorts, which leaves nothing to the imagination anyways - and bullying his cock into your tight pussy. it's a scene straight out of the flithiest porno jaehyun watches, you drooling as you beg for more cum, for his huge cock to reach even deeper... jaehyun has to awkwardly conceal his hard-on when you finally crawl out, finding great interest in your variety of detergents.
when you step out to get him a glass of water? jaehyun is immediately diving into your laundry, pinpointing your panties and immediately stuffing them into his pocket. later that night, after fixing your washing machine, jaehyun makes it two blocks down before he has to pull over and pull your panties out, screwing his eyes shut as his tongue darts out to suck on the wet patch you left on it, eyes rolling back at your taste as his other hand furiously jerks himself off. he cums pathetically easily, all over his console that he has to quickly clean up afterwards, your panties drenched in the sticky white substance. the sight makes him totally hard again, and he forces himself to drive home with a painful boner. that night, he wraps your panties around his cock and pumps himself to finish until they're totally ruined, stained with his cum.
♡
jaehyun swears he's dreaming.
riwoo's out in the yard when you shyly step into his room, playing with your fingers. jaehyun looks up from scrolling on his phone and gives you that familiar warm smile.
"what's up?"
"can i talk to you about something?" you tug on your skirt.
"anything," jaehyun sits up and pats the spot next to him on the bed. you walk over and sit down carefully.
"i'm a virgin," you blurt out before you can second guess yourself, "and - and i don't want my first to be with some guy who doesn't care about me. and you've always been so nice to me so... i was wondering if you could teach me. how to kiss and how to touch and, you know... please? just don't tell riwoo. he'd kill me."
jaehyun swallows harshly.
"you want me to be your first?"
jaehyun laughs darkly at your shy nod, "fuck, baby, you don't know what you do to me."
he surges forward to cup your cheek, running a thumb over your lips. he presses down harshly, and when your tongue darts out at his action he has to bite back a groan, his cock already swelling in his pants.
now that he has you, you're his forever. he was going to ruin you, breed you til your pussy is dripping with his cum - and then some more, you're his dirty little secret ♡
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I have a request! Woonhak with a breeding kink please
woonhak who can’t stop thinking about filling you up until you’re dripping with him.
It starts innocent enough — just the two of you tangled in his bed after practice, your legs wrapped around his waist while he thrusts slow and deep. But the moment he feels how warm and wet you are around him, bare, with nothing between you, something in his brain short-circuits.
“Fuck… baby,” he groans, voice already breaking. “You feel so good like this. So fucking warm.”
His eyes are glued between your bodies, watching the way your folds stretch around him, shiny with your slick and his pre-cum.
“Gonna fill you up,” he whispers, almost like a promise. “Gonna pump so much cum inside you… gonna breed this pretty pussy until it’s overflowing.”
He starts rutting into you harder, hips snapping with desperate, sloppy strokes. One of his big hands presses down on your lower stomach, right where he knows his cock is hitting deepest, as if he can feel himself rearranging your insides.
“Can you feel that? Feel how deep I am?” He pants, eyes dark and glassy. “Right there… that’s where I’m gonna put my baby. Gonna breed you so full you’ll be swollen with me.”
He leans down to capture your mouth in a messy kiss, moaning against your lips every time your walls clench around him. His free hand finds your clit — swollen and sensitive from how long he’s been playing with it earlier — and rubs tight, frantic circles.
“Cum for me first, okay? Want this pussy squeezing me when I fill you up… want it to drink every drop.”
When you finally fall apart around him, crying his name and gushing around his cock, Woonhak loses it. He buries himself to the hilt with a broken groan, hips stuttering as thick ropes of cum flood your insides. He doesn’t pull out. Instead, he stays buried deep, grinding slow and lazy, making sure every last spurt stays inside you.
Even after he cums, he doesn’t move. He just keeps his cock plugged inside your twitching pussy, one hand gently stroking your lower belly like he’s already imagining it rounding out with his baby.
“Stay like this for a little longer,” he murmurs, pressing soft kisses along your jaw. “Don’t let any leak out… gotta make sure it takes.”
And when he finally pulls out, he uses two fingers to push his cum back inside you, eyes sparkling with that dangerous mix of love and obsession.
“Look at that… all mine. Gonna keep breeding you until your belly swells up and everyone knows who fucked a baby into you.”
He says it with the sweetest smile, like it’s the most romantic thing in the world.
pussyobsessed!woonhak who can’t go more than ten minutes without thinking about your cunt. Even when you’re just cuddling on the couch, he’ll absentmindedly slip his hand into your panties, two fingers gently parting your folds so he can play with your clit like it’s his favorite stress toy. Slow, lazy circles, little taps, sometimes just holding it between his thumb and forefinger while he watches a movie, completely zoned out except for the soft, wet sounds his fingers make against you.
pussyobsessed!woonhak who gets especially feral when he’s horny. He’ll push your knees up and press them together tight against your chest until your pretty pussy bulges out between your thighs, all swollen and puffy, folds squeezed together like a little gift just for him. He stares at it with dark, hungry eyes, thumbs spreading those squished lips apart so he can see how shiny and needy you are.
“Look at her… so fucking cute when she’s all bunched up like this,” he mumbles, almost to himself, before leaning in and dragging his tongue flat over the plump, folded flesh.
He spends ages just playing with your clit — flicking it with the tip of his tongue, sucking it into his mouth with wet, obscene pops, pinching it lightly between his lips and tugging until your hips twitch. Sometimes he’ll slap it softly with his fingers just to watch the way your whole pussy jolts and gets wetter.
pussyobsessed!woonhak who abuses your poor little clit until you’re crying and shaking, overstimulating you on purpose because he loves the way you sob his name when it gets too much. He’ll keep his mouth latched on, sucking and licking relentlessly while you try to push his head away, only for him to grab your wrists and pin them down so he can keep going.
When he finally decides you’ve had enough, he turns into the softest boy ever. He’ll gently kiss your overworked clit, murmuring apologies against your skin. “Sorry baby… got a little carried away. She’s so pretty when she’s puffy like this.”
Then he takes care of it so sweetly — spreading your legs again and pressing soft, cool kisses all over your swollen folds. He’ll lick you slow and gentle, not to make you cum again, but to soothe the ache. Sometimes he even runs a warm cloth between your legs, patting you dry with the gentlest touch before cuddling you close, one hand still cupping your pussy protectively like he’s guarding his favorite thing in the world.
pussyobsessed!woonhak who, even after all that, will fall asleep with his face buried between your thighs or with two fingers resting inside you, just because he needs to feel how warm and soft you are.
Hot and cold play with hts plssss ( have sex with some icee it will be fun)
temperature play with taesan? thank u for the yummy request :P
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if there's one thing taesan loves, it's seeing you unravel with a mere touch of his fingers.
notes: fem!reader, hard dom!taesan, temperature play, mild pain play, restraints, sensory deprivation (blindfolding), fingering, praise, degradation
a/n: this was written with my pussy idk what else to say | divider by cafekitsune
"relax, baby."
taesan's voice is steady, meant to reassure as his hand smooths down your exposed stomach. he stops at your hip, his palm pressing gently against your warm skin. he rubs his thumb up and down soothingly.
"color?" taesan asks. you feel him plant a soft kiss on your shoulder.
everything in front of you is darkness. the blindfold is knotted tightly behind your head, your hands bound to the headboard with the fur cuffs taesan picked out with you the other day.
you're completely at taesan's mercy. for a time, the thought intimidated you. agreeing to do this for him was anxiety-inducing at first.
but now, your pussy gushes at the mere thought of what's about to happen.
"green," you respond, breath nearly catching in your throat. it seems like all the words have escaped you, replaced by the utter need to be used and fucked as taesan pleases.
he hums in acknowledgment, the bed springing back up with the loss of his weight. you hear him walking around your shared bedroom, rummaging through what you assume is his bag, before returning and stopping a little to your right. the sharp scrape-flick of a lighter turning on makes you flinch and a new wave of arousal washes over you.
there's silence for about a minute before the bed dips once more as taesan sits beside you.
a cross between a gasp and a yelp rips out of you as a searing heat blooms on your stomach. it's gone within a few seconds but is quickly followed by another, and then another, and before you know it, you're moaning as hot wax continues to drip all over your skin.
taesan lets the candle melt over you for what feels like an eternity. you're writhing and fighting against the handcuffs, but the pain sends a twisted kind of pleasure shooting through your entire body.
finally, it stops.
"good girl," taesan praises before blowing the candle out. "color?"
"g-green," comes your instant response.
a cold finger presses against your exposed core, your hips jerking up as taesan gathers your wetness, spreading it all over your needy cunt.
"nasty fucking slut," taesan murmurs, slipping two fingers in you without warning. you whine, grinding against his hand.
"you like it when i hurt you, hm?"
taesan curls his fingers inside you and you shudder, wrists digging almost painfully against the material tightly bound around your skin. the headboard rattles loudly with your desperate attempts at escape.
he withdraws his fingers from your leaking hole and you immediately protest, your blindfold suddenly wet with your tears.
"please," you beg pathetically. "taesan, please."
only tense silence greets you back as you feel taesan leave the bed once more. there's a few more seconds of shuffling and sounds of objects being moved around before your ears perk up at the sound of ice rattling against glass.
"i'd love to see you like this a little more, love," taesan coos, brushing some of your hair back.
"but i can't let all this melt."
a cold shock presses against your clit.
"fuck–! t-taesan, wait–"
your words die at your throat as he eases the whole cube of ice inside you. your whole body trembles at the sensation, your blindfold thoroughly soaked now as you sob loudly.
the wax on your stomach has hardened, pinching against your skin in places, and the ice between your legs is almost too much to bear.
and yet, your heart still hammers against your chest wildly and your pussy clenches around the melting ice cube, desperate for more.
"color?" taesan asks, toying with your clit.
you swallow. "green."
taesan chuckles and presses a soft kiss to your forehead.
"my good girl. my pathetic, desperate, dirty whore. all for me."
booby obsessed leehan....... do what you will with this prompt 😏🩷 - @parkhobak
LIGHTS DOWN LOW — spoiled!김동현 x stripper!fem!reader (back to the main menu?)
you know you want it | contains: bossy bratty leehan. groping. choking (kind of?). finger sucking. nipple stimulation & sucking. dry humping.
oh booby obsessed leehan you are the people’s princess
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leehan always gets what he wants. that’s just how his life works. when he wants something, he gets it. he doesn’t bargain, he doesn’t wait, because he’s never had to.
but it’s different with you. you don’t make it easy for him. you string him along. you make him wait. that’s part of the reason he can’t stay away from you.
in the privacy of VIP room 2, everything else feels so far away. the music from the rest of the club is muffled, the lights dimmed low instead of constantly flashing and changing colors. the velvety couch smells better than it did the last time you were in here. the champagne tastes the same, though.
“you like me, right?” you ask, your face inches away from his own. “that’s why you keep coming back so often.”
leehan leans back against the cushions, looking at you with that smug expression you’ll never tell him you love. “someone’s full of herself.”
your glossy lips twist into a faux pout. “aww, so you don’t like coming here to play with me after all?”
leehan pouts too, although his seems much more real. “don’t put words in my mouth. i love coming to see you…” his eyes fall to your chest, still clad in nothing but delicate red lace that barely covers anything. you look so good. why do you always have to look so good? it’s not fair that you get to look like that and then tell him that he can’t touch.
not for free, anyway. money, however, is never an issue for someone like leehan.
leehan always pays, and always more than he has to, just to ensure he gets the privilege of touching you. what he wants different from the usual clientele—adulterous businessmen or middle aged nobodies just looking to get off any way they can, focused solely on their pleasure, because to them the person who barely wears clothes and prances around on a stage for money has no autonomy or desires of her own. to them, you’re merely a life sized sex doll.
and leehan’s no gentleman by any standards, but at least he touches you in a way that feels good for the both of you.
when you take your place in leehan’s lap, he sighs softly, his big, soft hands grabbing and squeezing at your chest. “take this off already.” he whines, very dramatically, and if it were anyone else, you would’ve found it annoying. but because it’s leehan, you just giggle.
“you’re so impatient…” his eyes flutter shut as your hand cups his face, then down to his neck and give it a gentle squeeze, which makes his lips part in a silent moan. “why don’t you take it off me yourself?”
ah, there it is. he knew it was coming. you love to tease him, to toy with him like how a cat bats a mouse around before devouring it. he’ll always do whatever you ask of him, though, in spite of all his complaints and groans of how “unfair” it is for you to make him do all the work.
your bra falls away, leaving your upper half exposed to him, and he finds the strength to look away from your chest and up at you when he says “open your mouth.” for once, you decide to just indulge in his demands, parting your lips for him so that he can slide his thumb between them.
you swirl your tongue around his finger, having no complaints as he pushed it deeper into the all-encompassing warmth of your mouth. “are you enjoying yourself?” he asks, feeling you grind against him slowly. always slowly—enough to get him hard, but never enough to give him any real relief.
“maybe,” you shrug, your voice still muffled by his finger. he pulls it out, pinching and rolling one of your nipples with his spit-slicked finger, and feeling very proud of himself when you moan and arch further into his touch. “are you enjoying yourself?”
he smiles and shrugs, only replying with the word “maybe” before leaning forward to take your other nipple into his mouth. he’s such an arrogant little brat, but he’s an arrogant little brat that really knows how to make you feel good.
“wanna cum on your tits,” he mumbles against your skin, peering up at you like he’s expecting you to do what he says again and give him what he wants without any teasing for once.
you hum, looking up as if you’re considering his offer before shaking your head. “but maybe if you ask nicely…” a part of you wants to laugh when you see those microscopic tells of annoyance on his face, but he pushes you out of his lap and down onto your back before you get the chance to.
“what if i do it anyway, huh? you gonna stop me?” this is the most serious you think you’ve ever seen him look. and to think, it’s also the first time he’s the one on top of you. you won’t stop him, he knows that. you like watching him paint your chest white with his cum just as much as he loves doing it. for once, you’re feeling pretty impatient yourself as you tug on his belt.
“hurry up, then. it’s rude to keep a lady waiting.”
warnings: lowkey mean!jaehyun, orgasm denial, p in v, unprotected sex, creampie, cumming inside, hate sex, name calling, slight degradation.
wc: 1k (not proofread)
Myung Jaehyun is an asshole.
“F-fuck you.” You pant running out of breath, gripping his shoulders tightly, nails digging into his flesh from the tight grip you have on him.
“That's what we're doing darling.” He cooed into your ear as he pistoned his hips into you. He had you sitting on his desk, legs spread wide as he moved in and out of you.
He was really fucking mean.
You didn't even know why you'd agreed to go over to his place to help him study. Perhaps it was maybe because you had no other choice. He didn't even ask, just straight up demanded you to come over.
You should've made up an excuse, but you knew it wouldn't work anyway, cause he'd break into your dorm to drag you out at the end of day.
There is no rejecting him.
You should've been more careful about who you involved yourself with during your time in college, if only you didn't cross paths with him, your life would've been peaceful. You had the unfortunate incident of meeting him through your ex boyfriend's friend group.
Fingering you in class, skipping lectures just to fuck you in the restroom, breaking into your dorm and fucking you with his hand clasped over your mouth to not wake up your roommate.
And your ex boyfriend? Yeah he broke up with you before all this started, mainly because Jaehyun told him to do so, and he actually listened, no hesitation at all, he might as well have had Jaehyun's dick down his throat at that point.
You despised Jaehyun, or at least that's what you told yourself.
“I- fucking hate you. Asshole.” You cursed against his lips, he only smirked as he closed in the distance, capturing your lips with his and shoving his tongue inside your mouth.
His tongue was warm as it swirled against your own, you could taste the faint bitterness of a cigarette underneath the sweetness. He groaned into your mouth.
“You're talking a lot of shit for someone whose cunt leaks like a waterfall at the sight of me.” He pulled away, licking your bottom lip. “And the way it clenches around my cock, trying to fucking milk me huh?” He whispered, hands tugging your hair and pulling your head back as he leaves bite marks on your neck.
You could feel his tip kissing your cervix as he thrust inside, your walls stretching around his cock but also gripping him like a vice as if never wanting to let go.
The desk rattled as he moved, his other hand was splayed over it to keep it steady as he fucked your cunt really hard. After he was satisfied with the marks he left on you, he pulled back, letting go of your hair.
He grabbed the underside of your thighs and pushed them upwards, pressing your knees to your chest. Your hands flung down to grip the edge of the table.
He moaned when he felt your walls flutter around him, looking down at the place where you're both connected. He spat on your clit before watching it drip down onto his own shaft, forming a ring as he moved in and out.
Your folds glistened, he licked his lips at the delicious sight, mentally noting how he's going to eat you out later, but currently he's focusing on this now.
“Look at this pretty cunt, at least it behaves, unlike someone.” He mutters, drawing out his hips. You whimpered in response, feeling your abdomen tighten. You thought he would thrust back in again, but he doesn't.
The tightness dissipates immediately, not in a satisfactory way.
“You know, people typically don't cum on the cock of someone they hate. I should respect that.” He mocks you, bringing up your words from earlier, your eyes widened at the statement.
You were so close, his cock was still inside you, but not moving, you involuntarily clenched around him as your cunt ached, begging for him to keep moving.
“P-please Jaehyun—” You begged, your mind regretting the words you had uttered earlier. He shook his head.
“Look at you being desperate, do you want to cum that badly? Around someone who you claim to hate?” He questions, his hand pinching your clit cruelly before he tugged on it. You bit your lip, nodding frantically. He chuckled in a mocking manner.
“Beg, beg for it. Tell me you want to cum.” He commanded, raising an eyebrow. You looked at him with teary eyes, humiliation coursing through your veins, you didn't want to beg, but you also wanted to cum. So you swallowed your own pride.
“P-please I want to cum— I want to cum so badly Jaehyun, mhm— I'm sorry!” You pleaded, gasping when you felt him move again, but painfully slow.
“Is that all you slut?” He wasn't satisfied.
“P-please…” You shut your eyes, before taking a deep breath. “Please fuck me, make me cum, I want to cum around your cock so bad, please. I'm so sorry, I don't hate you— so please.” You pleaded harder this time, and when you opened your eyes, you saw Jaehyun's satisfied face, and so he began to pick up his pace.
He lets go of your thighs, letting your legs fall down as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you to the edge as leaned in, hugging you form. You wrap your arms around his shoulder for support, clinging on him.
The tightness builds up in your stomach again, it doesn't take long before it bursts, pleasure exploding all throughout your body as you let out a loud moan.
“Say you love me.” He grunts in your ear, knowing he too is near due your walls clenching around him.
“I love you, I love you, I love you. I love you Jaehyun.” You obey mindlessly, chanting it over and over again quickly as you pant. He didn't need to hear anything more as he too cums shortly after, ropes of cum leaking inside your walls.
He sighed into your neck, pressing a small kiss to your collarbone, slowly riding out his orgasm.
“Let's study now, shall we?” He cheekily offers, pulling out of you, not bothering fixing you up.
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