cherry popper — jake
jake x reader
getting your cherry popped by the sweet, popular athletic boy. who is also your best friend
adult content featured, read at your own discretion
[sorry not proof read]
“jake i’m a virgin.”
“okay? good for you? am i supposed to go running?”
your eyes never looked away from jake sim. athletic, popular and smart. triple kill.
and he was your best friend.
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studying. that’s all it was supposed to be. jake sim, your best friend, helping you with your college physics course. then it somehow turned into a human anatomy lesson. all because jake couldn’t leave his phone alone for 5 seconds and was sexting a girl during the study sessions.
“jake—yah! would you pay attention? i cannot fail this exam!” you scolded, slamming your pencil down on your notebook.
jake cleared his throat, awkwardly and embarrassingly putting down his cell phone, screen to the table. “sorry.” he apologized with a mumble.
“what’s so interesting about whoever you’re texting that you’d rather do that than help your bestie pass her physics exam?” you pouted, looking at jake with a frown and puppy dog eyes.
“oh well you see—,” jake began, but then his phone buzzed once before. he went to pick up the phone, but you snatched it before he could.
“wait, you—,” he didn’t even get the chance to finish his sentence of, “wait, you might not want to.”
you screeched, face screwing in disgust as you threw his phone to the couch. then, you whipped your head to jake in disbelief, huffing.
“i can’t believe you! you seriously are sexting another girl while helping me?”
“hey, i’m sorry okay? but she sent me—,”
you held up your hand to stop him. “don’t want to hear it jake.” you sighed. “can you stop being a horn dog for like, two hours? i know you have a high sex drive, but i was hoping soccer practice would’ve tired you out.”
you weren’t mad at his sex drive. heck, if he needed to fuck like his grades depended on it, then so be it. you weren’t the one to stop him. but it did annoy you he couldn’t just turn it off long enough to help you study.
“if you can’t focus, i’ll ask someone else to help.”
“like who? jay?” jake laughed, joking.
“heeseung.” you smirked, knowing heeseung was just as smart as jake. and although jake and heeseung were friends, those two also had a competitive streak against one another. especially when it came to academics and girls.
you also knew jake was protective over you. all the boys did, but his was extra. you knew he probably warned the guys that you were off limits.
jake scoffed. “absolutely not, he’ll help you pass with an a minus at max.”
“and you?” you asked crossing your arms.
jake smiled. “i can get you that a plus.”
“jake, you can’t make miracles happen. i just need a minimum b average.”
“you know i like to go above and beyond, baby.” he winked, causing you to laugh.
“let’s just get back to work, okay?”
“okay. only because my phone disappeared in the couch.” he pouted. “she’s not gonna be happy i left her dry.”
you waved it off. “pretty sure she has a box full of toys to help her out.”
“do you?” jake asked.
your head slowly turned to jake as you was writing down a problem. “do i what?” you looked at him confused.
“have a box full of toys?”
your eyes went wide. “oh, uh, let’s focus on the studying!” you rushed out and turned back to your text book, aggressively poking at jake’s book.
after that, during the study session, jake would steal glances at you, wondering if his best friend did have a box full of toys. or even at least one toy.
jake has known you since you were six. growing up next door to one another in australia, it was fun.
beach days, arcade days, walking to school and back home together. watching him freak out over bugs that you had to be the one to get rid of.
you told jake everything. well, almost everything. he was open and free about his sex life with you. however, you weren’t the same.
jake can’t recall you telling him about times you’ve been with a guy in a sexual way. let alone even kissed a guy.
an hour and a half passed, before you two went off topic once again. your brain was fried, and you couldn’t imagine looking at another problem.
“im done for the night, i cant.” you closed your book dramatically, leaning against your couch, head thrown back.
“have you kissed a guy yet?”
you lifted your head. “jake, where did that even come from?”
jake shrugged. “just thinking about how you know so much about my sex life, but i know nothing about yours. let alone if you’ve even kissed a guy.”
“i just don’t find the need to tell you.” you mumbled, picking invisible lint from your leg.
“but why? i thought we were best friends?”
“jake, we are. there’s just never anything to tell, okay?”
“okay so tell me,” jake began, turning his body to face yours, leaning his side against the couch, “have you kissed a boy?”
“of course jake.”
“who? where? when?”
“now you sound like me and my girl friends gossiping.”
“i can be that if that’s what makes you more comfortable.”
you chuckled. “it’s fine jake.” you got comfortable leaning on your side to face him. “my first kiss was in middle school when i went on holiday with my family. second kiss was in our upper years,”
“with who?” jake’s eyebrows raised.
you smacked your lips together, “uh, yang jeongin.”
jake gasped, then laughed. “he insisted he wasn’t even going to kiss a girl until he got married!”
“yeah well,” you shrugged.
“is that all?” jake asked.
you looked down, the floor suddenly looking fun. “well, no. there’s one more.”
“who is it? when? tell me!” jake begged, getting on his knees, grabbing your hands in his.
you sighed rolling your eyes. looking at jake you said, “it was heeseung, just two months ago. more of a make out than just a kiss.”
jake let go of your hands. not mad at you, but shocked and surprised. but he was mad at heeseung as he told his friends you were clearly off limits.
“why heeseung?”
“it was at that party you dragged me to, jake. i was bored, you left me to go hook up with a girl, so heeseung kept me company.”
jake stared at you, unblinking. “so what? i’m not around and he takes his chance to get in your pants?”
“jake it’s not like that! all we did was make out, okay? he didn’t want to go further, i didn’t want to go further. it was just for fun.”
“who else knew?”
“sunghoon and jungwon. but i begged them not to say anything.”
jake scoffed in disbelief. “do you promise that’s all you did?”
“yes jake. i don’t understand why it bothers you so much! i haven’t opened my legs like a slut for your friends, okay?”
“i don’t mean it like that—,”
you stood up, now angry for some reason. “it’s getting late. you should go. i’m tired and i am sure you are too from practice. thank you for helping me.”
you walked off to your bathroom, knowing jake can let himself out.
and that he did. he walked out, ready to confront his best friend, forgetting about his cellphone, until he got to his shared apartment with his 2 other roommates, sunghoon and jay.
“is heeseung coming over?” jake asked.
jay and sunghoon were playing video games in the living room. jay answered, “not that i’m aware of? he had a late practice then a study group right after.”
jake huffed. “sunghoon, i have a bone to pick with you!”
“what did i do?”
“you knew heeseung made out with my best friend and didn’t tell me?”
jay gasped like a teen girl. “no!”
sunghoon rolled his eyes, “it wasn’t my business to tell! honestly, it’s none of your business too. just because you’re open about your sex life about other girls to her doesn’t mean she has to be the same way.”
“bullshit! it is my business.”
“you’re her best friend, not her boyfriend. she can be around any other guy without you butting in.” sunghoon stated. “even if that means it’s heeseung.”
jake kept quiet, and just stormed off to his room in a mood. as he laid on his bed, that’s when he realized he left his phone at your place.
he slapped his hands over his face and groaned.
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the next day, you took jake his phone to his apartment. sunghoon answered the door as he was on his way to the ice rink.
you tried to hand it over to sunghoon but he shook his head. “you give it to him. i’m in a rush, and i am sure jake has some apologies to give.” sunghoon patted your shoulder before leaving you in the door way.
you took off your shoes, making your way to jake’s room. you knocked twice, and heard a faint ‘come in.’
jake didn’t even attempt to look up from his bed. “sunghoon if you’re here to just scold me before you leave for the day don’t bother. jay already scolded me about my actions.” then he went on to say that he knew he owed you an apology.
“can you say that a bit louder, i didn’t have my phone recording?” you chuckled.
jake sat up quickly from bed. since he was laying on his stomach, he sat up on all fours in doggy style looking at you like a kid who just woke up for christmas.
“you’re here?”
“well first, you left your phone at my apartment. but now i believe there’s an apology to be owed to me?”
jake nodded, getting off his bed, to walk to you as you stood in his door. he apologized for getting upset about you kissing heeseung.
“whoever you have sex with is none of my business, okay?”
“jake, i—,”
jake didn’t let you finish as he pulled you into a tight hug. “i’m sorry. you can slut yourself out to whomever.”
you laughed, hugging jake back, patting his back. when the hug ended, you handed jake his phone. “i wonder how mad she is.”
jake’s phone battery was at 0%. “well, i guess we’ll find out after it charges.” he laughed.
you and jake decided to watch a movie, in the meantime ‘sidelined: the qb and me.’
“ugh, so cheesy and cliche.”
you elbowed jake. “i like cheesy and cliche!”
he pinched your cheek. “of course you do.”
you stretched when the movie ended. “i could use a nap. all i dreamt about was physics.” you shuddered.
“nap it is!” jake said and grabbed you to throw you over his shoulder, walking you to his room.
he threw you on his bed, climbing in next to you.
that’s when you said, “jake, i’m a virgin.”
“okay? good for you? am i supposed to go running?” jake laughed. “how does that affect me?”
“well, i was only telling you because of earlier.”
“oh.” jake realized. “my bad. but still, it’s none of my business who you have sex with, unless it’s me.”
you nearly choked on air. “and just why would i have sex with you?”
“best friends have sex all the time.” jake said.
you both were laying on your backs, looking up at the ceiling during this conversation.
“jake not best friends. maybe friends with benefits.”
“and we can’t be both?”
you sat up, looking down at your friend with confusion written across your face.
“jake? where is this coming from?”
“baby, if you think i never thought about having sex with you not once since we were teens, you are mistaken.”
“jake—,”
“why else would i run off my friends and other guys?”
“then why else would you have sex with other girls if you so called wanted me in bed?”
jake shrugged. “my dick could only take so much of my hand, babe.”
you groaned, “jake!” and fell back on his bed. this time, he sat up. he rolled to his side, palm on your thigh.
shivers went up and throughout your body.
truth be told, you may have thought about sex with jake once or twice. it didn’t really bother your head until you heard a girl in your class stating he once made her come so hard she passed out.
you wanted to know what that felt like. or if it was even possible.
“i heard it’s painful.” you sighed truthfully, turning your head to look into jake’s eyes. as usual, he had on his puppy dog look, thick lips pouting.
“for some babe, yes it is.” jake said, tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear. his thumb then glided softly from your cheek to your bottom lip.
“how badly?” you asked in a whisper, the tension between you two thickening.
“it just depends on the girl, and if she’s having sex with the right partner.” jake replied softly, his eyes flicking between your own and your lips. “for me, making sure my girl is comfortable and relaxed. making sure i touch her in the right places.”
all while talking, jake’s fingertips ghosted along your thigh, hips, sides, up the side of your breasts. your skin cluttered with goosebumps, your breathing fastening, both you and jake breathing heavily, just inches away from each other.
with one last flick from your eyes to your lips, jake slowly leaned in for a kiss, capturing your lips in his.
and more than you could imagine, his lips were so soft and thick. and he didn’t straightly use his tongue. the kiss was so slow and sensual, building up the tension between both of you.
jake carefully hovered over you, so you were flat on your back, your hands raising to wrap around his neck. jake’s right hand went to push down your pants and underwear as far as he could.
you giggled removing your lips. “moving quite fast there, huh?”
jake smiled, “can’t help it baby, been waiting too damn long to be inside you.”
jake kissed your lips once more, before scooting down, taking off your bottoms completely, not even bothering to warn you.
his tongue met your core, and you immediately let out a loud gasp, at the unknown feeling. “oh,” you whispered out.
it didn’t feel bad, but it felt weird. foreign.
“don’t worry baby, it’ll feel good. give me a second.” jake said, and went back to your core, using his tongue, lips, teeth, and soon his finger.
“oh!” you squealed with a gasp, then moaned. your lower half began squirming, causing jake to hold you down by your hips with his left hand.
with him holding you down, the intensity amplified, and your hand went to his soft hair. jake added a second finger, your leg resting over his shoulder.
“too much, jake.” you sighed out.
“gotta stretch you out. im pretty thick, honey.”
“that doesn’t help, jake!” you groaned, in-between fussing at him and how good he was making you feel.
“to be fair, i asked if you had any toys.” jake chuckled, fingers still buried in you. only he was sitting up, eyes looking into yours intensely.
“i thought you were joking around.” you moaned as he worked his beautiful, lengthy fingers inside of you. you could almost imagine how his veins looked on his hands.
“you still haven’t answered my question, honey.” jake said, his fingers stilling inside of you—deep and angled.
“fuck!” you moaned, annoyed he stopped. “yes jake, i have one fucking toy! now keep it moving, please.” you begged, and jake chuckled.
“anything for my bestie.”
jake worked his fingers inside of you, adding a third for a while, getting you used to the sensation. weirdly, not once did it not feel good.
jake could feel you getting wetter and wetter and knew it was perfect timing. he quickly undressed himself, then finished undressing you.
“want me to wear a condom?” jake asked and you nodded. jake grabbed a condom from his bedside table, and put it on with quick ease.
you closed your eyes in anticipation of it hurting. jake noticed, and grabbed your chin in his hand.
“look at me honey.” he said softly and you opened your eyes slowly.
he leaned down, so your noses touched, his tip waiting to enter you. he kissed your forehead once.
“don’t wait for the pain, it’ll hurt more. try to relax for me, okay? eyes on me.”
jake kept his hand on your chin, your eyes looking into his. foreheads touching, jake eased in you slowly, you biting your lower lip trying to not scrunch your face.
“it’s okay, you’re doing so well for me baby.” jake cooed, kissing your lips. “doing so well for your jakey.”
you let out a deep breath, your hands resting around his neck and shoulders, your legs open as he laid in between them, buried. your nails dug into the skin of his shoulders.
jake soon finished pushing himself all the way in, causing a low moan of pain to push past your lips. your eyes snapped shut.
“jake, i can’t.” you cried.
“hey, look at me.” jake ordered and you did once more. “eyes on me, okay? you’re okay, i have you. it’s gonna hurt for a bit, but i’ll take care of you.”
“jake but—,”
“do you trust me?” jake asked, caressing your cheek and you nodded.
jake attached his lips to yours, one hand playing with your breast and nipples, as he slowly, inch by inch pushed in and out of you.
the sensation of him playing with your boobs and nipples distracted from his dick rocking in and out of you.
soon you hadn’t even noticed jake was able to pull out to the tip and push back in, your wetness leaking between the two of you.
“my baby just needed some kisses and sweet talk.” jake mumbled against your lips.
jake’s head rested against your neck, and his thrusts became faster and deeper if possible. but it felt good.
jake became a moaning mess, his moans and low growls seeming to turn you on more. he just started throwing praises your way, rolling easily off his tongue.
“good girl. so good for your best friend, huh? always wanted to have your best friend fuck you? not as innocent as i thought.”
jake’s next position had him on his knees, you flat on your back, your legs and thighs resting against the front of his body.
with how powerful his thrusts became, you were so glad no one was here because the sounds of skin slapping was so loud.
your hands reached to grip anything and everything it could. pillows, sheets, jake. jake had a tight hold on your hips as he began to pound into you, literally.
“jake!” you squealed, and felt your stomach tightening. “jake!”
“that’s it baby, say my name, over,” thrust, “and over,” thrust, “and over until your voice goes out.” thrust.
you let out a loud—scream? moan? growl?
your body began shaking afterwards, jake bullying himself back into you after your cunt just kept pushing him out.
soon, jake went still inside of you, a loud moan coming out of his own lips, his grip on your sides tightened.
it felt so hot in his room, both sweaty from the sex. tension was still high, and you knew no way things could go back to the way it was prior to this.
jake removed his dick from you, still hard and wanting a second round. but he knew you had to get some rest before even thinking about another round.
he looked down on the condom, noting no blood, and removed it before throwing it to the trash next to the bed.
“at least you used the trash for something.” you joked. jake laughed knowing you always got after him for his lack of cleanliness.
your heart began thumping hard at the thought of what happens after this. meanwhile jake’s heart was thumping because his body was ready for round 2.
before either of you could say anything, a knock came to your door.
“yo, horn dogs! jay brought us food!” heeseung yelled then laughed.
ah shit.
