sugar daddy! jaemin + dom!jaemin ft. jeno
you were pissed. how could you not be? jaemin invited you as his date to this party, but he ended up leaving you to go talk to some other people.
he told you it was an important event, only filled with the best of the best. he told you about all the deals and mergers he could be a part of if he played his cards right with the people here. you understood why he wanted to converse with people, but couldn’t he have taken you with him instead of leaving you alone at a table? you were his date after all.
you had to refrain from slouching in your seat out of boredom. you sat up straight at the empty table, occasionally sipping on the wine in your glass.
when jaemin hadn’t come back to the table fast enough for your liking, you stood up and made your way to the bathroom, wanting to do anything to distract yourself from this party that you didn’t want to be at.
on your way to the bathroom, you heard a voice call your name. you turned around, coming face to face with jeno, one of jaemin’s friends he had introduced you to earlier that night. “hey jeno.” you greeted him
“hey,” he starts. “sorry for interrupting you. were you going to the bathroom?” he asks.
you nod. “i was going to...but only to get away from everything. i don’t really know anyone here and jaemin is busy talking with possible business partners.” you explains.
jeno nods, understanding. “jaemin shouldn’t have left such a pretty girl all alone. especially not at a party like this with so many single rich men.”
jeno knows about your agreement with jaemin. jaemin is his best friend, and jeno knows that jaemin doesn’t want to settle down with anyone anytime soon. when jeno saw jaemin walk in with his arm around your waist, he knew something was up and made jaemin tell him the truth.
“does he do this a lot?” jeno questions.
“sometimes...when we go to parties like this.” you say. “he calls me his date but then he leaves me alone for most of the party. knowing that i don’t know anyone here. why does he even need a date if he won’t be with them?”
“why don’t you be my date instead?” jeno smiles at you. “just until jaemin gets back. i don’t know how long that’ll be though.”
if you hadn’t been drinking that wine earlier then you wouldn’t have said yes. you’ve only known jeno for a couple of hours. you barely knew anything about him besides his name and the company he works for. but you found yourself saying yes anyways.
jeno takes your hand in his when you agree, and you expected him to drag you onto the dance floor first, or maybe get some drinks, but he just looked at you with a smile on his face.
“well...” he starts off. “since you’re my date now, we should probably start of with a kiss. just so we feel more comfortable with each other, you know?”
again, if you hadn’t been drinking that wine earlier, you would’ve said no. you had a smile on your face, and began leaning closer to jeno before your brain could even process it. your lips connected in a heated kiss, jeno pushing your back against the nearby wall while his hand found your waist.
“what the hell is this?” you hear a very familiar voice. jeno pulls away from you, and you both look in the direction of the voice to see no other than jaemin. he walks closer to you both, an angry look on his face. “what the fuck jeno?”
“we—“ jeno starts, but you cut him off.
“you left me and jeno kept me company.” you tell jaemin. “now if you would excuse us,” you say, putting your hand on jeno’s chin and pulling his lips back to yours. maybe you were doing this to tease jaemin. you wanted to get him angry. he deserved it for leaving you alone.
you felt a hand wrap around your wrist, harshly tugging you away from jeno. “you brat.” jaemin says. “you’re gonna kiss him in front of me? really?” he starts walking away, your wrist still tight in his grasp. you turn your head, waving goodbye to jeno with a smile on your face before turning back to jaemin.
the walk to jaemin’s car was filled with silence. you could basically feel the anger radiating off of him, and it made you excited for what would come when you two got home.
like the gentleman he was, jaemin opened the door to the passenger’s seat for you before getting in on the driver’s side.
he didn’t say anything to you as he started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. he didn’t even turn on the radio, so the car was silent. you should be intimidated by jaemin’s behavior, but this wasn’t the first time he’s been jealous and angry at you. the night always ended the same way: with you getting fucked into his matress, clinging onto his silk bedsheets. that was one of your favorite feelings.
you wanted to see how far you could tease jaemin before he snaps, so you put your hand on his thigh as he drove. “stop it.” he groans. it was the first thing he’s said to you since you two left the party.
you don’t respond to him, you just squeeze his thigh before inching your hand higher and higher.
“y/n.” he says in a stern tone, warning you.
when you reach his length, you feel it growing beneath his black dress pants, and you smile, biting your lip. you start rubbing him, wanting to get him hard, right here in his car.
before you could do anything else, jaemin harshly grabs your hand and throws it into your lap, warning you not to touch him unless you want more of a punishment then you were already going to get. his warning was like a challenge to you, and you didn’t hesitate before placing your hand straight on his length again.
“that’s it.” jaemin speaks. you watched as he parks the car on the side of some road. it was late so there weren’t many cars driving past, but even if there was, you’d want them to enjoy the show. it thrilled you to know people could see what was about to happen in the car.
“get in the back seat.” jaemin demands, but you decide to tease him a bit further by shaking your head and grabbing his length through his pants once more. “get in the fucking back seat y/n.”
the tone in his voice aroused you, and you finally decided to climb over the center console and into the back seats. jaemin followed after you, getting out of the car and getting to the back seat through the door instead of climbing over like you did.
as soon as the door was closed, jaemin pulled you onto his lap. “what the fuck is your problem?”
“what’s your problem?” you ask him. “you left me alone at the party. you knew i would be bored. i didn’t have anyone to talk to.”
“oh, so that’s your reason for kissing jeno? because you didn’t have anyone to talk to?”
“he was there and you weren’t. don’t be mad because he wanted to be in your position instead.” you teased. the harsh smack that jaemin delivered to your ass almost made you regret your words, but you didn’t.
“you’re such a fucking brat.” jaemin tells you, landing another smack to your ass. “you know i had to talk to people. i had to make business partners. i tell you this all the time.”
“next time, don’t take me somewhere if you won’t even stay with me the whole time.” you say. “or, you know what? take me. just make sure jeno’s there to keep me company again. and maybe i’ll even let him fuck—“
“shut up.” jaemin cuts off your sentence. you could clearly see how angry he was. the way he held your ass tightly in his hands and the way his eyes darkened as he stared at you. without another word, jaemin threw you onto the seats and hovered over you as best as he could.
pushing your dressed up, jaemin wasted no time in pulling your underwear down your legs and throwing it onto the floor of the car.
“i can’t believe you let him touch you.” jaemin says as he begins fumbling with his own pants. “and you kissed him. in front of me. how shameless are you?”
“it’s not like we’re dating.” you roll your eyes. “you don’t own me, jaemin. i’m not—“ you cut yourself off with a moan as jaemin suddenly thrusts his length inside of you with no prior warning. “—jaemin!” you gasp, feeling him stretch you out in a way he hasn’t before.
jaemin usually likes a lot of foreplay. he’d finger you and even eat you out most times before he starts fucking you. you were so used to being stretched out more, so this was new for you.
“jaemin, oh my—“ you moaned, your arms finding themselves on jaemin’s shoulders and he begins thrusting into you harder. “i-it’s too much.”
“i know, baby.” jaemin groans, his head coming to rest on your shoulder. “but you’re gonna take it, right?” he asks. “can you be good for me now and take it?”
jaemin lifts his head as you nod. he sits up, still inside of you. jaemin grabs your hips, pulling you to him every time he thrusts into you. curses were spilling from both of your lips.
as much as he stretched you in a way you haven’t felt before, you loved every second of it. you loved the way he felt inside of you every time.
one of his hands leaves your waist and travels to your clit, starting to rub it in fast circles. you felt your high quickly approaching.
“does it feel good, y/n?” jaemin asks. “you like me inside of you, huh? you think jeno would feel this good fucking you?”
with the moans that were coming out of your mouth, you could barely answer him. you shook your head.
“no? then why did you kiss him baby? tell me.”
you shut your eyes as jaemin started thrusting harder, the tip of his length coming in contact with a spot inside of you that made you start clenching around him like crazy. “answer me.” he demands.
“i-i wanted to make you mad.” you got out, followed by a loud moan.
“well you fucking did that, didn’t you?”
“jaemin—fuck—“ you moaned. “i’m so close. please.”
“you’re close?” jaemin asks you, still rubbing your clit, and you nod at his words.
you should’ve known. you shouldn’t known jaemin wouldn’t have let you off the hook that easily. at your confirmation, jaemin suddenly pulls out of you and stops his attack on your clit.
“what? no!” you groaned, trying to pull him back to you. jaemin’s hand travels to his length and he starts jerking himself off quickly, soon cumming on your thighs.
“asshole.” you groan, still trying to catch your breath.
“you didn’t seriously think i’d let you cum, did you?” jaemin asks, and you wanted to slap the smirk right off of his lips. “maybe you should ask jeno to make you cum instead.”
you knew he was just teasing you, but you decide to feed into it. you had nothing to lose anymore anyways. “maybe i will. he’ll probably fuck me better anyways.”
“that’s not what you were saying when i was inside you and you were begging to cum.” jaemin pulls his pants up, helping you put your underwear back on before you sat up.
you pouted, upset that you were denied your orgasm. jaemin sees your face and chuckles, leaning in to give you a quick kiss.
“when we get home, i’m gonna fuck you into the bedsheets.” he assures you. “don’t worry, i’ll let you cum this time.” you couldn’t help but smile at this.
“maybe i call jeno while i’m fucking you so he can hear your pretty moans. would you like that, baby?”
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