Your eyes stay locked on the screen of your laptop, books spread open across the desk. You haven’t looked away from this document for hours, your fingers moving tirelessly as you type out every thought that comes to mind. The assignment is due in just a few days, and after weeks of procrastination, you’ve finally managed to focus.
Still, the constant pressure has left you on edge. Lately, everyone, from your parents to your friends, has been walking on eggshells around you, careful not to push you any further.
Everyone except one.
“Hyunjin…” you mutter through gritted teeth.
He’s standing behind you, his hands resting on your shoulders before beginning to knead into them, firm and deliberate. His thumbs press into the tension there, slowly working their way down, tracing circles along your shoulder blades before drifting toward your collarbones.
He had invited you over after weeks of being too busy to see you. You had agreed without thinking long before remembering this stupid assignment. And now here you are, in his apartment, laptop plugged in, books open… while he does everything he can to distract you, like an impatient child.
“C’moooon, you come over and don’t even spend time with meee,” he whines, lightly shaking you from side to side.
“I’m already in a bad mood because of this assignment, stop making it worse!” you snap, stopping your typing as you turn fully toward him, your face tense and crumpled with frustration.
But the moment you meet his eyes, a little hurt, your expression falters.
“Ughh… I’m sorry, Hyunjin. This project’s just really getting to me.”
His hands settle on your shoulders again, but this time his touch is slower, more intentional. He massages you properly, easing the tight knots in your upper back, his thumbs pressing just enough to make you exhale.
“Maybe you should take a break,” he murmurs. “Do something to relax.”
“I can’t. Every time I stop, I just think about it again.”
He gently presses on your shoulder, guiding you to turn your chair around so your back faces the desk, leaving your laptop behind as you face him instead.
There’s a playful grin on his lips now. His gaze has changed too, darker somehow, and fixated on yours. His thumbs return to your collarbones, tracing slow, absent-minded circles against your skin.
“I might have an idea…”
The look on his face tells you exactly what he means.
“H-here…? What about your roommates?”
“Well…” he leans in slightly, his voice dropping to a low murmur, “I guess you’ll just have to keep quiet.”
Before you can respond, he takes your wrists, pulling you up from the chair in one smooth motion.
You and Hyunjin are friends, definitely. Just… the kind of friends who don’t always act like it when things get a little too tense.
He gently puts his hand on the back of your head before pressing his lips on yours. The warmth of his body and the softness of his lips relaxes your muscles. You kiss him back, heat coming up to your cheeks while his hand trails down your spine before resting on your hips, bringing them closer to his. You can already feel him growing against you, impatiently. He pulls you in until you are close enough to his bed before pushing you onto it. You softly gasp as he kneels between your legs, bending down to capture your lips again. Your stomach flutters while his tongue caresses yours, with one hand caressing your thigh and the other wrapped gently around your throat. Hyunjin knows your body by heart, he knows what to do and how to touch you to make your head dizzy in lust.
He starts to kiss your neck, his lips trailing down as his breath fans over your skin while his tongue brushes against your neck.
“Ahh.. Hyunjin” you whimper, trying to keep it as quiet as possible.
You feel his lips curve into a smile against your neck at the sound of his name. He loves to have you like this, to be the reason for your pleasure and he could spend hours making you cum back to back just to hear you scream his name. His blood rushed to his cock just thinking about it.
He stands back up on his knees before grabbing onto your pants and taking them off of you. He bites his lips before a moan resonates in his throat at the sight of your glistening pussy.
“So wet and ready for me, hm?” he murmurs to himself as he lowers his head down between your thighs, his hands firm as they hold you in place. The first brush of his lips against our clit makes your breath hitch, your fingers tightening in the sheets as a slow warmth spreads through you. You feel his tongue, relaxed, rolling against your clit, the movement so slow it’s making you squirm in anticipation. His eyes never look away from your face, taking in every expression you make. He starts to suck on your clit while his finger teases your entrance. You plunge your fingers in his hair, slightly pushing on it as you bite your other hand trying to not let any sound come out of your mouth, the feeling of his tongue already releasing the tension that built up inside of you. He finally pushes two fingers inside you, the cold metal of his rings making you jolt in surprise, pushing them in and out rapidly while his tongue and mouth are still latched on your swollen clit. He moves his head from side to side bringing you closer to the edge.
“Fuck.. I’m close. K-Keep going..” you whisper, your eyes rolling back.
Hyunjin moves his fingers back and forth, curling them inside you while his mouth is working onto your sensitive bud, lewd sucking noises filling the room.
You push his head harder on your pussy, hips grinding on his face instinctively, trying to reach your climax. His tongue and fingers move perfectly in sync, as you feel a coil forming in your lower stomach. You look down at him, admiring his perfect face buried deep between your thighs, focused on your pleasure. Hyunjin is definitely getting off from just eating you out, sweet groans trembling against your clit, his hips grinding desperately against the mattress as his eyes roll back. The sight is enough to bring you over the edge, crying out his name silently as your thighs tremble around his head. Hyunjin continues sucking on your clit while his fingers stay still inside you, filling you up perfectly.
*knock knock*
Your face snaps toward the door at the sudden sound while Hyunjin, unfazed, continues slowly sucking on your sensitive spot, barely nudging back when you try to pull him away.
Another knock resonated in the room followed by Felix’s voice “Dinner is ready if you want.”
Hyunjin groans, finally sitting back with a grin.
“Comiiiing !” he shouts, turning to you with that mischievous look.
You playfully smack his shoulder before putting your panties and pants back on.
“Go wash your face and hands, it’s a mess.”
Hyunjin silently looks at you before bringing his fingers to his mouth, licking them seductively, clearly savoring the tangy taste you left on them. You roll your eyes and head to the living room, before taking a plate of whatever Hyunjin’s roommates are having.
“How’s studying ?” Jeongin asks.
Your heart skips a beat at the sudden question.
You clear your throat “Ahem… yeah, it’s… alright” you answer, trying to sound normal.
You glance around awkwardly, finally spotting Hyunjin emerging from the bathroom. Jeongin hands him a plate, but Hyunjin waves it off without a word.
“No thanks, I’m not hungry. Already ate something” he says, barely looking at you, but you know that smirk tells you he’s definitely giggling on the inside. You try to focus on your plate, forcing yourself to act normal, but it’s nearly impossible with Hyunjin sitting across from you like nothing happened.
Your grip tightens slightly around your fork when you feel it… his foot brushing against your ankle under the table making you freeze.
Slowly and carefully you glance up at him. He’s casually talking to Felix, nodding along, completely unfazed by his own actions that he conducts in secret under the table. He doesn’t even glance at you once but his foot presses a little more firmly against yours. Your breath catches in your throat and you pull your leg back slightly, shooting him a warning look. He doesn’t even react at all, instead, he takes a sip of his drink, lips curving into a grin, just barely.
A few seconds pass… then his foot finds you again. This time, it drags slowly along your ankle making you nearly choke on your food.
“Are you okay ?” Jeongin asks, glancing at you.
“Y-yeah,” you cough lightly, forcing a smile. “Just… went down the wrong way.”
Hyunjin hums softly, like he agrees, but you can see the amusement in his eyes now.
Oh, he’s enjoying this.
You try to ignore him, shifting in your seat but that only seems to encourage him. His foot moves again, making it impossible to focus on anything else. You shoot him another look, sharper this time.
Stop.
He finally meets your gaze and smirks.
By the time dinner ends, you’re already on edge. You stand up a little too quickly, grabbing your plate and heading toward the kitchen just to get away from him. Your heart is still racing, your thoughts completely scrambled. You barely set the plate down before you feel him behind you.
Close. Too close.
“You’re being awfully quiet” he murmurs, his voice low enough that only you can hear.
You don’t turn around. “Maybe because someone won’t stop being annoying.”
A soft chuckle brushes against your ear. “Annoying ?” he repeats, amused.
You spin around to face him, lowering your voice. “You think this is funny ?”
“I think,” he steps closer, backing you lightly against the counter, “you’re overreacting”
“You–” you stop, breath catching as he leans in just enough to make your pulse spike again. “You’re the one who started it”
“And you didn’t like it ?” he tilts his head, watching you closely.
You hesitate. That’s all the answer he needs.
His grin widens, softer this time. “That’s what I thought.”
You glare at him, but there’s no real bite behind it anymore. “You’re unbelievable.”
“And you’re still here,” he counters easily.
Before you can respond, voices echo from the living room.
You both freeze for a split second.
Then Hyunjin leans in, just enough for his lips to brush dangerously close to yours.
“Careful,” he whispers, eyes flicking toward the doorway. “Wouldn’t want them to notice.”
Your breath stutters.
He pulls back like nothing happened, his expression unreadable, except for the quick glance he throws toward his bedroom before looking back at you.
He turns around and walks up to Felix before resting his hand on his shoulder “I'm exhausted guys, I'll head off to bed.” he yawns. His eyes flick to you again “Y/N you should go study again” he smiles softly but it doesn't hide the mischief in his gaze.
You nod and watch him head to his bedroom. You put away the dishes from the living room to the kitchen before following Hyunjin’s steps.
You open the door carefully before closing it behind you.
He is sitting against the bed’s headboard. Most of his clothes are gone, leaving only his sweatpants hanging low on his hips. His legs are spread, casual, as if they were inviting you in. He pats the empty spot between them, shaking you out of your dreamy state.
“Come here” he commands softly.
You gulp down your nervousness and do as you are told. You barely reach the edge of his bed before his hand catches on the fabric of your pants.
“Remove your clothes first, sweetheart”
The sudden pet name is enough to make your face hot and your stomach flutters. The word lingers in the air, making your breath catch and for a second, you don’t move. You can feel his eyes on you, waiting, watching. Slowly, almost hesitantly, your hands move to your clothes. Each movement feels heavier under his gaze, your skin warming as you become more and more aware of yourself… of him. You don’t dare look at him, not until you’re done, and when you finally do, he’s already watching.
He pulls on your wrist gently to guide you between his thighs, your bare back finding the warmth of his torso. You shiver at the feeling of his cold fingers caressing your arms while his lips find your neck, kissing it gently, trailing up to your ear where he whispers softly “I wanna play with you for a bit, I missed you”
You can’t help but bite your lip, your eyelids half-closed.
“I want you to watch yourself… see what I do to you.” he murmurs as he nods toward the big mirror set right in front of his bed. You see Hyunjin’s arms wrapped around you while his hands wander all over your flushed skin. You feel your pussy clench around nothing. The sight looks too erotic, enough to have you dripping already.
“I want to see you lose control” he murmurs before kissing your neck again, tightening his arms around you. He puts his legs over yours, forcing your thighs open revealing your already glistening pussy. His eyes flick at the mirror switching from your face to your bare body. He groans at the sight before resting his right hand on your thigh, giving it a firm squeeze. His left hand shifts from your arms to your chest, where his fingers trace patterns over the skin, brushing slightly against your nipples from time to time earning soft hisses from you. His hand now rides higher before grabbing onto your neck possessively while his other one caresses the outer part of your pussy, teasingly, never touching you where you need it the most.
You can’t help but squirm in eagerness while his hand holds your face into place. His middle finger gently brushes against your swollen clit, drawing small circles on it making you sigh in relief. He slides two fingers down, reaching your entrance and feeling how wet you are.
“Oh you are loving this, don’t you” his voice is low, full of desire. You moan as you feel his fingertip slightly dip inside you. He suddenly slaps your pussy before chuckling.
“Shhh, stay quiet, remember ?”
He resumes the motion of his fingertips on your clit as you bite your lip to avoid making any noises. The pressure of his fingers on your bud is already heating up your body, your eyes rolling back desperately as his movements start to quicken.
“F-fuck Hyunjin– please” you desperately breathe out, your hand reaching down for his wrist. You feel your body tensing as the pit in your stomach grows bigger.
“What are you begging for, hm ?” he suddenly pushes two fingers inside of you. “This ?”
Your mouth drops open and a loud moan echoes in the room. His arms get around your neck, his elbow fitting perfectly under your chin as he flexes his biceps, reducing the airflow from going to your head.
“Quiet. Be a good girl and I'll make you cum” He forces your gaze toward the mirror “And i'll make sure you watch everything.”
You hold onto his arm while his fingers abuse your hole repeatedly, going in and out, feeling his joints brush against your walls. Your back arches as the feeling gets too overwhelming, his fingertips finally found the soft spot, curling and pushing on it gently.
“Look at you.. so pretty~” he whispers before seductively biting on your ear “Taking my fingers so well”
You watch yourself, catching your lewd expression, legs spread out wide, not an ounce of shame while looking at his fingers going in and out of you until his cold rings reach your entrance. You can see his face, so concentrated on your pleasure, his bottom lip achingly stuck between his teeth. His eyelids are half closed, too drunk in lust to fully open them, however, they never leave you, they are consistently watching you through that mirror.
Whimpers flow out of your parted lips, mixed with Hyunjin’s moans he tries so hard to contain. He is definitely enjoying this as much as you do by how twitchy his cock is behind your back, as his hips jerk upward unconsciously in desperation to fuck you instead of his fingers. But he wants to focus on you today : watching your face contort in pleasure every time his fingertips graze against your sweet spot, feeling how your walls tighten at each moan that comes out of his lips, and enjoying the way your nails dig in his biceps.
“G-gonna cum mhh..” you barely manage to let out with your airflow being reduced and Hyunjin’s fingers rapidely fucking you.
“H-hold it right there, not yet”
His chest is warm against you, rising and falling while he is panting, completely breathless. His muscles tighten around your neck, making you look up to the both of you in the mirror again. You feel your body becoming hotter as it wriggles around. You try to close your legs, the overstimulation getting too much for you to bear, but his legs block you from doing so. He has total control of your body and it’s making you feel both embarrassed and turned on. Wet noises and moans fill the room as you have a hard time keeping those to yourself.
His arms now shift from your neck to cover your mouth, tilting your head down so you can look nowhere else but in front of you, at that mirror.
“Cum for me, watch yourself c-cum on my fingers..”
Your back arches, legs desperately trying to close around his hand as your climax washes over you. Your moans and whimpers are muffled by his biceps, allowing you to hear his low groans resonating in your ear. You feel all the tension being released as your wetness coats his fingers, spilling onto the mattress.
“Good girl… keep going”
You ride out your orgasm on his fingers, while the hold he had on your face becomes loose. His free hand caresses your hair gently before falling on your hip. He presses warm kisses on your temple before removing his fingers from inside of you to bring them to his mouth.
You’re still catching your breath, your body heavy against his, when he presses a slow kiss just behind your ear. “Missed you” he murmurs this time, quieter.
The shift catches you off guard. Your fingers curl loosely around his wrist, grounding yourself as your heartbeat slowly comes down. You tilt your head slightly, meeting his eyes through the mirror.
“You’re such a distraction” you whisper, your voice barely steady.
He huffs out a quiet laugh, his thumb brushing absentmindedly along your arm.
“And you still came over.”
You roll your eyes, but there’s no real annoyance left. Outside, you can hear faint movement in the apartment : dishes, voices, life continuing like normal.
Inside the room, though, everything feels slower. Hyunjin presses another kiss to your shoulder, lingering this time before pulling back just enough to look at you properly.
“Stay a bit,” he says, “Then you can go back to your assignment.”
You hesitate…
“…Fine” you sigh, leaning back into him again despite yourself.
His smile is immediate, satisfied, as his arms tighten around you just a little.
“Good.”
For once, neither of you rushes.
And for a little while, the assignment, the stress, everything waiting outside that room… can wait.
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─── 概要 ⋆ his touch is like ice but his presence burns like sin.
s. jake x f !reader
explicit ⸝⸝ +18. (mdni) ── 4.4k
⌗ ┆ language ⨾ teasing ⨾ mention of alcohol ⨾ foreplay ⨾ blowjob ⨾ fingering ⨾ penetration ⨾ unprotected sex
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You sit at the same spot as you usually do. There's something about the way the moonlight shines through the stained glass window of the church that makes this place feel ethereal yet uneasy. You are sitting on a bench not too close to the altar, much closer to the door just “in case”. In case of what ? You are not so sure.. You are not much of a religious person, you won’t qualify yourself as pious however you like to be at the church late at night where no one else is there. You feel the need to be alone in a quiet place where no soul can bother you. The heavy weight of silence is upon your shoulders yet your mind gets clearer every time your breathing echoes around you.
It’s probably soon 11 p.m., it has become a habit to pass by the church for a few minutes to empty your mind, braving the harsh winter cold. The sun is long gone and the city is starting to fall asleep. You want to get up in order to get on your way back home after a tiring day at university but your body seems paralyzed. It’s like you are stuck on this bench. You simply think it’s because you have been sitting still for quite some time but the atmosphere has shifted to something oppressing. You need to stand up now ! But you feel as if a presence is behind you, sending chills over your spine. You tighten your fists, take a deep breath and suddenly get up straight before swiftly turning toward the door, trying to catch whatever is eyeing you.
That’s when you froze into place.
There he was…
The troubling presence, the oppressing stare. A man, oh so beautiful, is standing at the door of the church. Why doesn’t he come in ? Why is he staring at you ?
You try to question him, your lips parted slightly but nothing comes out of them, not even a sigh.
You stand there still, looking at him as he looks back at you from outside of the church. You try to analyze him. His hair is jet black and his somber eyes are piercing through yours. The man is wearing an all black outfit with a long and thick black coat which emphasizes the paleness of his skin. His hands are buried in his pockets, giving him a calm and serious demeanor. You clear your throat to shake yourself out of your stunned state. You turn around in a hurry to take your coat and bag.
“H-Hello.. I am leaving but you may come in..!” you say quickly as you try to not have any of your personal belongings fall and make this awkward moment any longer.
But as the time as you were done the man left without a word, without a sound. “So creepy…” you shiver and rush out of this place to go back to your apartment, looking behind you every few minutes to make sure you are not being followed.
That night, sleep doesn’t come easy.
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The next morning you wake up and begin your usual routine before university, but the memory of yesterday’s strange event still lingers in the back of your mind.
“Wow I need a coffee to shake that weird feeling off”.
You grab your coat and bag to head to the coffee shop right next to your university before making your way to your classes.
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By the time your classes are done for the day, the sky outside has already turned dark. You stayed at the university library longer than expected to start working on your upcoming project.
You glance at the time.
7:00 p.m.
You look outside.
Pitch black already.
“Yeah… fuck this. I need another coffee.”
You head back to the coffee shop you visited that morning. After ordering, you wait for a few minutes for your name to be called by the barista.
While waiting, your eyes wander around the café, until they suddenly stop.
A familiar pair of eyes is staring right at you.
Your eyes widen in shock, your mouth slightly agape.
“Y/N’s coffee !”
You take the cup almost robotically, never breaking eye contact with the man watching you. You narrow your eyes accusingly, silently telling him: I know you. The weird guy from the church.
You must be making a strange face, judging by the amused smirk that slowly spreads across his lips. You give him one last death stare before heading to the library to work.
You sit down at a table and pull out your laptop.
“Let’s get this over with !” you say, faking enthusiasm.
“Need help ?”
The unexpected man’s voice makes you nearly jump out of your chair, your poor soul leaving through your mouth, nose and eyes.
You whip your head out.
“YOU ?! What the fuck is wrong with you !!”
“Shhhhh quiet down.” he says giggling while glancing around. “This is a library”.
Despite yourself, you can’t help but be momentarily distracted by this unserious side of him. His smile is disarming.
Your eyes linger a little too long. And then you notice it.
“Sharp teeth…” you murmur under your breath.
He clears his throat before pulling out a chair next to you and extending his hand out to you.
“Handshake of peace ?” he says lightly. “I promise I never meant to scare you. My name’s Jake, by the way.”
You shake his hand warily. His skin is surprisingly cold.. from the outside's weather probably..?
“At the church,” he continues, “I was just intrigued by you. The fact that we met again is purely fate, funny isn’t it”
He tilts his head to the side in amusement, smiling at you. You simply sit there, staring at him and his captivating beauty.
He snaps his fingers in front of your eyes.
“Earth to Y/N!”
You blink.
“Wait, how do you know my name ?”
“The coffee shop ? A few minutes ago, remember ?”
You end up laughing awkwardly, looking around for an escape.
“Well, Y/N,” he says, leaning back in his chair, “Can I help you with whatever project you're working on ? Consider it proof that I come in peace.”
You hesitate.
“S-sure… if you can.”
Jake pulls his chair closer, leaning slightly over your laptop.
“Alright, show me your work” he says, pointing at your screen.
You roll your eyes but turn the computer toward him. What was supposed to be a quick explanation somehow turns into a full discussion. He asks questions. A lot of questions. Surprisingly good ones.
“You’re actually good at this” you admit reluctantly.
“I know” he replies calmly.
“Wow. Humble too.”
He grins.
“I have many qualities.”
You shake your head, trying to hide your smile. At some point you catch yourself laughing.
Two hours pass far quicker than you expected.
“Well” you stretch your arms out “To thank you for your help, should I buy us dinner. Deal ?”
“I don’t let pretty girls pay.” he says, winking at you. He gets up quickly and gestures for you to do the same “Come on ! I know a nice place around here, you'll love it.”
You pack your bag and follow him to the restaurant. You walk side by side, your shoulders bumping against one another from time to time and your hand brushes lightly against his. All making you feel warm despite the freezing wind.
The diner near campus is almost empty when you arrive. Warm lights and quiet chatter. You slide into the booth across from him while a waitress hands you both menus.
Jake barely glances at his. You, on the other hand, are starving. You look up from the menu and catch him staring at you.
“What?”
“Nothing,” he says casually.
“You’re staring.”
“I’m observing.”
“That’s creepier.”
He chuckles softly.
“Relaaax.”
The waitress returns. You order quickly, then glance at Jake.
“And for you ?”
He closes the menu slowly.
“Just a coffee.”
You frown.
“That’s it ?”
“I’m not very hungry.”
You narrow your eyes.
“Do you ever eat ?”
His smile returns, slow and mysterious.
“Sometimes.”
You don’t know why, but that answer sends a strange shiver down your spine.
“So… Jake,” you say, leaning slightly forward. “Do you always scare girls in churches and libraries, or am I special ?”
He tilts his head, studying you.
“You’re definitely special.”
Your heart does an annoying little flip.You hide it by taking a sip of water.
“Well,” you say, trying to sound unimpressed, “good to know.”
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You finish dinner full and happy.
“Thank you for this dinner Jake. I appreciate it”
“My pleasure” he says, smiling warmly at you.
You both step outside. The night air hits you like a wall, icy and sharp. You shiver, wrapping your coat tighter.
“It’s so dark out…” you murmur.
“Yeah… Let’s get you home safely, mh ?” His voice is low, calm, almost comforting.
“Yeah,” you reply.
You walk together, talking about little things, the library, the coffee shop, music until you reach the hall of your building. He stops just before the entrance.
“Can I offer you a drink upstairs ? As a thank you… for your help and the dinner ?”
You look up at him, innocently batting your eyes.
“I guess you can do that,” he says softly.
His flirty smile makes your stomach flutter. You’re not sure why you’re inviting this almost-stranger into your apartment, but something inside you tells you : you don’t want this night to end.
You feel a strange tension building, a pull you can’t quite explain. Your pulse quickens, your stomach twists in anticipation and something else… unease.
Jake stands close, just a little too close, his presence is warm but somehow chilling at the same time. His eyes meet yours in the small mirror on the elevator wall, and for a moment it feels like he’s looking straight into you.
Time slows. You catch yourself staring at the subtle movements of his hands, the way his lips curve when he smiles faintly. When the elevator dings at your floor, you realize you’ve been holding your breath.
You step out, your keys trembling slightly in your hand. He follows, silent, a faint grin on his face, watching you with an intensity that makes your skin prickle.
“Welcome to my home”
You put away your coat and shoes, Jake behind you is mimicking your every move.
“Sit on the sofa, I'll bring us drinks”
He obeys instantly, his eyes curiously looking around every corner of your apartment
“This is cute, feels like you” he murmurs.
You blush at the comment while pulling out the drinks and dimming the lights, setting a nice cosy mood before sitting on the sofa next to him and handing him his drink.
You take a first sip, your tongue tingling at the bitter taste. The conversation goes smoothly but your mind keeps wandering off. Each time he talks you can’t help but admire his lips that look incredibly soft. Your eyes then trail down to his neck, his arms, his veiny hands. Look at those ! If only they could get around your neck…
“Y/N ?”
You are shaken out of your dream state by his hand moving a strand of hair out of your face. You catch him smiling with a glimpse of playfulness in his eyes.
“If you keep looking at me like that I might fear that you'll eat me whole”
You try to make out a lie but you are only blabbering incomprehensive words. His hand travels from your shoulder, down your arm to finally rest on your thigh. Your face turns red and you close your thighs together in anticipation. You try to gather up a bit of courage to playfully throw him off.
“Well, if you are into that, I can definitely make it happen.”
He laughs whole-heartedly before looking straight into your eyes.
“I'm definitely into that.”
You lean in, putting your hand on his shoulder to bring him closer to you. Your eyes flicker from his eyes down to his lips. He is smirking telling you he definitely enjoys what is happening. Your faces are a few centimeters apart. You can sense the tension and the temperature rising up. You can see in his eyes that he is getting impatient. You chuckle at how you got him feeling, wanting to toy with him a bit more. But Jake had other plans for the both of you. Tired of waiting, he grabs onto your neck lightly and lays his lips on yours very delicately but the kiss feels needy.
You can’t help the small whimper that escapes, your hand rising to his neck, fingers tangling in the nape of his hair. His other hand rests on your waist, pulling you closer to him. The feeling of his lips is immaculate and leaves you hungry for more.
He pulls away from the kiss and grins at you. This gives you the opportunity to press your hand against his chest and push him down on the sofa. He lets out a surprised laughter as he falls against the cushions, now lying under you.
You swing a leg over him, settling on his hips. For a moment you just look at him like this, his hair slightly messy, that same amused expression still playing on his lips.
You lean in for another kiss, your hand slips under the hem of his shirt, feeling the cold skin of his stomach against your soft fingers. His hands are resting on your ass, motioning you to move your hips back and forth.
When you pull back just enough to look at him again, his eyes are darker now, watching you with an intensity that makes your heart pound.
“Careful,” he says quietly, “You might not know what you’re starting.”
“Oh I definitely do.” You say while moving back a bit to unbutton his pants.
You notice the obvious bulge under the fabric of his jeans. You smirk and press your hand on it, earning a sharp inhale from him. But he doesn’t stop you, he watches your every move carefully.
You start rubbing on his clothed cock, feeling it getting harder every second that passes by. The sight of him biting his lip and looking at you fiercely makes you want to please this man until your name is engraved on his tongue.
You pull down his pants and underwear mid thighs and grab his throbbing cock in your hand. You hold it steadily at the base while giving his tip small playful licks. Jake's low moans are already getting your panties wet and it hasn’t even started yet.
“You.. play a dangerous game. Make sure y-you can keep up when i'll get you pinned d-down..” he tries to say between held back moans.
You simply smile seeing him struggle already before passing the tip of his cock through your soft lips. You feel the length of it slide on your tongue, sensing every detail of it, with your eyes never leaving his. You slowly move your head up and down with your hand still holding his shaft at the base. He grabs a handful of your head and starts pulling on it, moans flowing out of his mouth.
“Fuck… you doing so great sweetheart”
You whimper at the pet name and start sucking more rapidly, with your hand now stroking up and down. You push your head lower until you can feel his tip slide down your throat. You continue doing so, having Jake cursing and praising you at the same time.
“Fucking hell.. s-so good ah~”
His hips start stuttering a bit, signaling you how close he is to his climax already. You pull out his cock from your mouth, a string of saliva connecting your lip to his tip.
“Fun only started, you aren’t going to cum yet hm ?” you say teasingly while wiping the saliva from your lips with your thumb.
He slowly straightens, a smirk on his face.
“That’s fine by me. But I'll make you cum all night until you beg me to stop”
You bite your lip in anticipation before he lays you down while kissing you. You gasp as your spine suddenly meets the cold material of the sofa giving him the opportunity to push his tongue forcefully in your mouth.
While the kiss grows more heated, his cold hands drifting from your sides, his fingernails lightly scratching the skin of your lower back and stomach before he slowly undoes your pants, helping you out of them. His fingers linger at the hem of your pretty underwear, growing the excitement present in your lower stomach and between your legs. You instinctively press your thighs together, trying to create some friction, however Jake quickly notices and pulls your legs apart again before slipping his hand beneath your underwear.
You let out a loud moan at his cold fingers touching your entrance, spreading your wetness around it and on your clit.
“Mh~ so fucking wet already ? Aren’t you such a good girl for me ?”
You simply nod while biting your lip. He rubs slow circles on your clit making you reach a blissful state. You close your eyes to focus on his fingers movements. You feel them going a bit down, before he pushes one finger inside. You let out a loud moan at this new sensation. You open your eyes to see him looking straight at you, trying to read your facial expression.
“Doing alright sweetheart ?” he asks.
“Keep going. Your fingers feel so f-fucking good..”
He chuckles at the compliment before pushing a second finger inside you. He eases them in and out at first to coat them in your wetness as he proceeds to curl them inside you, moving them at a faster pace. He presses how thumb on your clit and draws circles on it, stimulating you just right.
You feel a warm pit growing in your stomach as moans flow out of your lips. You firmly grab onto his wrist, your face contorting in pleasure as he repeatedly hits your g-spot. His fingers are knuckle-deep, moving quickly, his thumb keeping the same tempo.
“Y-yeah just like that.. Jake..”
“Come on.. cum for me. Now.”
As he finishes his sentence it is as if you lost complete control over your body, as if you are free-falling, pushing yourself over the edge of your climax. He lets you ride out your high, his fingers still moving in and out before he quickly pulls them out. He then grabs your jaw roughly, forcing you to look at him. His hypnotizing eyes make it hard for you to hold eye contact but that was before seeing him bring his fingers coated in your wetness close to his mouth. He proceeds to push them past his plump lips and suck on them, until nothing is left. You subconsciously whimper at the sight, your cunt clenching over nothing as he chuckles at your reaction.
After a few seconds to let you catch your breath, Jake grips your arm, draws your torso upright, and gathers you into his arms, lifting you with ease.
“Where’s your bedroom sweetheart ?”
You nod toward the door across the room and he hurries to lead you both over there before throwing you onto your bed. He peels off every piece of clothing from both of you, leaving your bodies bare in the warm, dim glow of the bedroom.
Without a warning, he grabs your legs and pulls you to the edge of the bed as he kneels down between them. He kisses your thighs, nipping them with his sharp teeth from time to time. They are sharp enough for you to believe he could draw blood. He teases you with a few licks on your clit, earning frustrated whimpers from you. He suddenly grabs your thighs tightly before diving his face in and eating you out.
His tongue is lapping at your wetness from your previous orgasm. He groans as he savors the tangy taste of it. You naturally run your fingers through his messy hair, pulling on it every time the movements of his tongue gets too intense. You bury your face in the crook of your arm, trying to hide the flush spreading across your skin, your body betraying you as the heat of a second orgasm overwhelms you. On the other hand, Jake doesn’t stay silent, with a mix of moans as he enjoys how you taste and whimpers every time you pull too hard on his hair. His eyebrows are frowned in concentration, too focused on pleasuring you. He licks your clit feverishly, before teasing your entrance. You moan loudly at this strange feeling. Your reactions amuse him, he wants to see more of them so he pushes his tongue inside you before moving it in and out slightly as his nose keeps nudging your clit from time to time.
“F-fuck Jake, I’m already g-gonna cum..” you say, your voice trembeling from being too sensitive.
He looks up at you, trying to read your expressions, his face buried deep between your legs and the sight is enough for you to make you a mess as your second orgasm washes over you. Your back arches while your thighs press tightly around his head, as his tongue keeps licking over your clit.
Your chest rises and falls rapidly, each breath shaky as your body trembles from the lingering waves of pleasure, while your face is still buried in your arms. Jake swiftly gets up and places his body between your legs. He takes a hold of both your wrists and puts them over your head.
“J-Jake, give me a second please. I’m too sensitive”
“Nuh-uh, baby girl,” he growls, a devilish smirk curving his lips, strands of hair clinging to his forehead.
“I warned you about the games you play. Now we do it my way. Just… stay pretty, like you always do.”
You whimper, completely exhausted. He leans down, his lips brushing your neck. A sharp bite grazes your skin, hard enough to sting, and it sends a shiver of heat through you. It’s like his teeth actually punctured your skin.
“Ouch, that’s gonna leave a mark” you say jokingly.
“Oh, I wouldn’t dare leaving marks on such soft skin” he says seductively.
You tilt your head leaving your neck exposed, inviting him to continue, loving the feeling of pain and pleasure mixed up. He returns to the crook of your neck, sucking where he left his mark, before trailing lower, down your chest, until he reaches your breast. He glances up at you, eyes dark and playful, before flicking his tongue over your nipple, making you shiver under his touch. He gently bites it while his hands put your legs over his broad shoulders. He brings his face closer to yours, kissing you passionately.
He takes a hold of his cock and rubs his tip over your clit, then up and down, teasing your entrance. He pauses, lips hovering over your skin, before suddenly sliding into you. A sharp gasp escapes your lips and your back arches instinctively, as he stretches you out, the pressure feeling like heaven. One of his hands is still firmly holding your wrists together above your head, while the other one grips your neck, his thumb caressing your cheek.
He begins with slow, deliberate thrusts, letting you savor every inch, every detail, before suddenly driving his hips harder, slamming into you with long, deep strokes.
“Fu-... Jake… my gosh, I can't take it” you moan uncontrollably, completely losing your mind.
“Come on baby girl” he says holding you by the jaw “Tell me how good I make you feel”
“F-feels so good” you stutter “H-harder please…”
“Your wish is my command”
He shifts your legs from his shoulders, letting them rest around his hips. Sitting up, one hand remains firm around your neck while the other grip onto your waist. His thrusts grow faster, harder, each movement driving deep into you. You feel all of it so intensely. His tip rubbing on the tight walls of your cunt, the blood pumping through the veins of his cock. The sound of wetness and skin slapping.
Curses flow from your lips, echoing through the room and mixing with Jake’s low grunts. Your legs tremble from the effort, and his hips begin to stutter. Beads of sweat gather on his forehead, and his grip on your waist is so tight it leaves vivid red marks on your skin. You are both panting, on the edge of release. He leans over you, capturing your lips in a deep kiss, his tongue exploring yours with a hunger that makes your heart race then, just as suddenly, he pulls back.
“Fuck.. I’m gonna cum baby girl, you ready ?”
You nod desperately while his hand leaves your neck to reach your clit, drawing circles on it to bring you over the edge. You feel this familiar pit form in your stomach again. His thrusts keep a steady pace as you reach climax, your walls clenching around him. He quickly pulls out of you, cuming all over your stomach with a deep and long moan.
You try to catch your breath as best as you can while Jake goes to grab a tissue to clean you immediately.
“You did so well sweetheart” he murmurs.
You giggle, coming down from your high. “Well, that was intense. I’ll need a shower after that”
“Go ahead. I’ll follow you soon”
You go shower, letting the steaming hot water run over your body, relaxing your tense muscles. You can barely stand on your legs, you have to press your hand against the wall to steady yourself. You let your mind wander over everything that happened tonight. A soft chuckle escapes you before you step out, dry off, and slip into a pair of panties and an oversized shirt.
“I left a towel for you, I’ll wait for you in bed”
He kisses your forehead “I’ll join you very soon”
You watch him head to the bathroom completely naked. Wow… what a sight.
You slip under the covers, waiting for him, but your eyelids grow heavy. Sleep takes you before he even reaches the bed.
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Your eyes slowly open as you hear shuffling in your living room. You push yourself up on your elbows, wincing at the lingering pain in your neck. The house’s door slams shut, and the room gets quiet.
Your bed is empty.
You look at the time.
4 a.m.
“He’s gone… and the sun isn’t even up yet,” you mutter, your mind too foggy and tired to piece it together. Your head sinks into the pillow, and the warmth of the sheets pulls you under, sleep claiming you before curiosity can.
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𝒓em’s note : I hope you enjoyed this fic ! And I hope you understood that Jake was secretly ... a vampire ! I tried to drop hints here and there without making it too obvious to be more immersive and realistic. It was so fun to write ^^
