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scent of you — heejake x reader

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↬ pairing: puppyhybrid!jake x bunnyhybrid!reader x deerhybrid!heeseung

↬ summary: you had the biggest crush on heeseung for forever, but he only used you for your body. but then you met the sweet and caring jake, could you forget your feelings for heeseung? yes. until heeseung came back with a change of heart.

content tags: hybrid!au, porn with some plot!, virgin! jake, biswitch!jake, biswitch!heeseung, reader is heeseung’s friend w/ benefits (at first), heeseung cheating on his partner, male oral, female oral, bullying, over-sexualization, horny bunny reader, smacking, hair pulling, rough sex, french kissing, squirting, overstimulation, p eating, double penetration, crying during sex (from overstimulation), heeseung and jake kissing each other, unprotected sex, reader heeseung and jake get cock/pussy drunk a lot.

Sim Jaeyun roamed the halls during lunch, he typically didn’t have anybody to hang around unless his friend from Australia, Felix, was around. Which he wasn’t at the time. He was a golden retriever dog hybrid, Junior college student, pretty dark brown eyes and brunette hair. Charming face, features and smile. He could’ve been more popular if he tried to, but didn’t really want to. A handful of girls had been attracted to him and even frequently had asked him out before, he just was never interested in anyone yet.

He turned the corner to the next hallway, walking down it slowly. What is that scent? at the end of the hallway was a group of a few different other hybrids. All crowding someone. He tried to figure out what was going on in a subtle way, just walking slowly.

The three other deer hybrid’s in front of you had an angry look on their face, including Hana. Your crush Heeseung’s girlfriend. She’d already been your bully prior too you sucking her boyfriends dick almost every day, you felt it was a way too show your revenge to her. She just didn’t know.

“You think you’re all that just because you’re a rare white rabbit?” Hana approached you, you glared back at her. “You’re nothing to us.”

You, the white rabbit, had an intense but beautiful scent radiating from you. A scent only Jake could smell so vividly. Jake was stopped in his tracks by the mere smell of it. The smell of a beautiful spring meadow and pink peony flowers. It was you. It was emitting from you, the small rabbit hybrid who was shoved up against a locker by a deer hybrid female.

She shoved you into the locker, you didn’t protest. Still quiet and emotionless. Just took it. She slammed you into the lockers again. Still no reaction. Like none of it phased you, like you were used to it.

“Hey— uh, what’s going on?” his voice spoke, you looked up. You saw the dog hybrid standing in the middle of the hallway. The three girls, startled by the dog, quickly walked off together. You turned towards the dog hybrid, he stared at you, his lips parted, but he didn’t speak.

“Th-thank you.”

You spoke quickly, turning around and walking off before Jake could make out another word. He just stood there, dumbfounded. Heart pounding. The prettiest bunny he’d ever seen.

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“Ahh— fuck.”

Heeseung moaned, hands gripping into threads of your hair as you sucked onto the deer hybrid’s cock. Your eyes half lidded with lust as you took the upperclassman’s cock down your throat.

Lee Heeseung, Senior, your crush since forever. You were taking his cock down your throat, his head tilting back with pleasure. Pleasure only you could provide. Meanwhile his girlfriend was waiting for him in the cafeteria after she’d slammed you into your locker twice.

You were a pure white rabbit hybrid. A sophomore student, white little poofy tail and ears springing from your head. One of the last of your species to ever exist. The type of bunny that was hypersexual, since bunnies do reproduce like crazy. Of course it was a natural instinct for you. Your body far from pure though, Heeseung being the one to ravage you every time he could take you. Friends with benefits, that’s all you were.

Deepthroating the deer’s cock his ears twitched and fluttered slightly as he hit that spot in your throat, his head lolling back once more and his eyes rolling back as well.

“Y-y/n— shit i’m…”

You smirked a little around his cock, taking every inch of him and still sucking. His cock twitched in your mouth as he spilled his impending load down your throat, his loud pleasureful moans filling the room.

You finally pulled off after a moment, lifting yourself from his cock. A little drop of cum rolled down your lips that you licked off your chin. Heeseung sat up slightly, still recovering from the best blow job of his life.

He was sweating. The pants of his uniform halfway down, his tie loose and button up shirt messy. He sat fully upright, lifting his boxers over his cock and doing his belt up again.

“Here, let me fix that.” you eyed him, noticing the messy tie and shirt.

He didn’t argue, letting you sit on his lap as you readjusted his tie and the collar of his shirt. Helping him put the coat of his uniform back on. Your little rabbit tail moving back and forth behind you, to which Heeseung had noticed.

“You get better every damn time…” he panted softly, chest moving up and down. “So much better than Hana.”

Your eyes were desperate as you looked up at him, never getting anything more from him than a quick load in your mouth. You needed him, were yearning for more.

You took the already hardened again bulge underneath you as an opportunity, hips moving slowly, your ears flattened as you moved against him, your panties soaked against him from underneath your skirt. Heeseung felt it all.

“F-fuck— Y/n. Stop that right fucking now…” he said, his arms trying to protest against you by attempting to lift you off, but his hips betraying his protests as he moved up against your heated core.

“Why? i already suck you off every day.” you smirked, moving his hands to your clothed breasts.

He swallowed audibly — the temptation of it all almost overtaking him. He quickly pulled you off, standing up.

“I have a girlfriend, Y/n.” he said.

“Yet you still have me suck your dick almost every day...” you protested, folding your arms at him. Sitting on your dorm bed on your knees.

“I-it’s different… i mean, were fighting right now. She isn’t even talking to me. You sucking me off doesn’t mean anything.” Heeseung said, an obvious huge bulge in front of you. Almost taunting you.

“Your girlfriend bullies me every day by the way, so maybe i should be getting something in return for being risky and sucking your dick so much.” you spoke, then looked down at his bulge. “You can’t go to lunch like that. It’s too obvious.” you pointed at it, he was flustered.

“Round two then?” He said, unbuckling his pants and pulling them down. Approaching you his cock was already against your face again. And you could never deny him, pleasuring him was the only way to feel his love for you that you so desperately wanted.

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Literature class was your last class of the day, the classroom only had a few others inside since the bell hadn’t rung yet. You sat in your usual spot in the back, your table that always had an open seat right next to you. People usually avoided you due to the rumors Hana had made about you. So, you didn’t really have any friends.

After the bell had rung, everyone was in their seats. Including you. The teacher was about to start the lesson until the door sprung open, a student walking inside.

The rest of the class and the teacher looked towards him curiously. He was a dog hybrid, golden retriever dog to be specific. Brunette hair, floppy golden yellow ears and tail. That’s the guy from earlier, the one that helped you.

“Hey, uh—… i just transferred into this class.” he said, a kind smile on his face. His tail wagging back and forth at a slow pace, which showed he was excited to be in the class, surprisingly.

“Of course, Mr. Sim Jaeyun.” the teacher spoke, smiling and pointing up towards your desk on the top row. He turned to look where she was pointing, his eyes meeting yours again.

“You can have the empty seat next to Y/n.” she said, Jake nodded. You thought maybe he wasn’t thrilled to see you, since his tail had stopped moving when he saw you. But little did you know his heart was pounding through his chest to see you again.

Jake walked up the stairs to the top row, sitting next to you. Putting his backpack down underneath the desk in front of him. He shifted himself, pushing him and his chair in fully before turning towards you again. Your scent already overwhelming him.

“I’m sure you heard my name, but you can just call me Jake.” he smiled, holding out his hand.

He had a charming smile, it was handsome. He was handsome. You’d never met anyone you’d considered handsome besides Heeseung, so you were a little shocked at the pound of your heart against your chest.

You slowly moved your hand out, taking his. Shaking hands for a moment, before you both pulled your hands away. Yours shivered a little, as you placed it in your lap. Covering it with your other palm.

“…And you?” he was still looking at you, sweet eyes and kind look on his face. You smiled a little, staring back at him. Your ears threatening to flatten down.

“Y/n…” you spoke softly, when he finally looked away and towards the lecture board, you quickly turned the other way. Your heart was pounding. Your cheeks were flustered. You had only felt this for Heeseung before.

Could you really be falling for someone else so quickly? Was that really even possible with how much you’d always adored Heeseung?

Jake leaned over towards you, whispering, “Are you doing okay? after what happened earlier today…” he spoke, you swallowed hard. You clenched your skirt in your fists.

“Oh, y-yeah. I’m fine.” you said, looking back at him. So close. Your scent was so strong he could’ve passed out right then and there, so he quickly moved backwards a little.

“They usually do that during lunchtime?” He asked you, a concerned look on his face.

“Y-yeah. but it’s fine. I’m fine, really.”

Jake felt his heart ache a little, how could a pretty little rabbit like you get bullied so ferociously? He could feel the pain behind your words. He didn’t think he’d ever met a girl so pretty before, how were you not popular at all?

It felt so unfair, he clutched his pen and swallowed. thinking of ways he could shield and protect you from the world, a pure fantasy in his head. But it was still there, and he still felt passionate about it.

Before Jake could even attempt to talk to you again, time flew by too fast. The bell had rang, students standing up and collecting their things, you included.

Jake snapped out of his trance, standing up and collecting his things. Pushing them inside of his bag. He saw you doing the same, only eyeing you from the side. Your cheeks pink as you quickly put your backpack on and started walking down the steps, the feelings were all too much.

Jake’s tail was wagging back and forth as he made his way down the steps, catching up to you. He was walking alongside you, his tail wagging like crazy.

“Mind if i take you to your dorm?” he asked you. “I-I… s-sure.” you said, swallowing. Did he really care that much that he wanted to take you to your dorm? And the answer was yes. Yes he did.

Jake walked alongside you the entire way to the dorms and your room, tail wagging, heart pounding. Hana even saw you on the way to your dorm, usually she’d stop to pester you and make you feel like shit. But when she saw the dog hybrid beside you, she immediately backed off. When you got to your dorm, you turned to face him.

“Thank you for taking me, it’s really kind of you…” you smiled at him, he was blushing noticeably. “No problem at all, i’m so glad i met you Y/n.” he said, taking in another whiff of your scent. “We should be friends, yeah?”

“S-sure…” you said, clutching the strap of your book bag in your hand.

“See you tomorrow, Y/n!” Jake smiled at you, turning around and walking down the hall. “B-bye Jake.” you responded.

You couldn’t believe this was even real, i mean not even Heeseung had ever treated you as kindly as Jake did and you’d just met him.

You unlocked your dorm door, stepping inside and shutting the door behind you. Locking it again. Nayeon, another bunny hybrid was sitting on the couch, watching tv.

She noticed you, and you quickly went to your dorm room. Leaving the living room area of the dorm. She noticed, “Hey, wait! aren’t you going to the dorm party tonight?” she called out to you.

“Yeah! I just gotta catch up on some homework first!”

You yelled back, shutting your door and sitting down on your desk. Pulling out your homework assignments from your backpack. You picked up your pencil to start the assignment, but your mind immediately went back to Jake again. His eyes, his charming face, the way he smiled at you. How was he real?

But then you thought about Heeseung again. The man that never left your mind. An irreplaceable thought, even if you did have some feelings towards Jake. That’s why you set up your sexiest, tightest, black dress for the party tonight. You had it planned for days, considering Heeseung goes to every college party. He’d definitely notice you. And maybe this time, he’d even try to fuck you.

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It was around 8 or 9pm, everyone was gathered in Choi Beomgyu and Yang Jeongin’s dorm. It was crowded, flashing lights, neon colored cups. Definitely a college party.

You’d spent more than an hour on your makeup, being sure to perfect it just for him. For Heeseung. He’d always notice you, even if Hana was his girlfriend. But part of you wanted it to be for Jake as well, I mean Jake you could actually talk too… He was sweet, and so so handsome.

You should’ve felt guilty for doing things with Heeseung behind Hana’s back, but you couldn’t. She had bullied you for so long. Even used to hurt you, cut your hair out, write demented things on your desk. You couldn’t feel guilty when it was her who was his girlfriend. What did he even see in her anyways? Besides a cold-hearted, evil, malicious bitch?

You picked up a cup of fruit punch, taking a long sip and observing the party. Seeing who was all there so far, no Heeseung yet. Did Jake come to any parties like this? Maybe not, since he didn’t mention it… You still couldn’t help but wonder, having these two guys swimming around your head was going to drive you insane.

“Is there a reason your at this party Y/n?” You heard Hana’s voice. Great. She approached you, cup in her hand, friends by her side. You just rolled your eyes and looked away.

“Don’t ignore me, it’s not like you have any friends anyway. So why would you even bother coming to a party?”

You clenched the cup in your hand, so close to squeezing it from frustration. You tried to ignore her voice, sitting down on a nearby empty chair. She followed of course.

“Hey, can’t you hear me?” She snapped, “I know you can because you’re acting all mad. Storming off and your ears even keep flattening.” The girls beside her giggled.

You literally could’ve yelled, I give your boyfriend blowjobs and he fucking loves it!— but you decided against it. Standing up and walking away, thank god she’d finally gave up. Not following you anymore.

“Annoying, isn’t she?” Beomgyu asked you, his presence had startled you. You just nodded a little. “Very.” You spoke as the bear hybrid had followed you out into the hallway, walls decorated with streamers. The music blaring from the dorm becoming slightly fainter than before.

Beomgyu’s friend Jeongin was standing there on on his phone, Beomgyu walked up beside him. Heeseung was also their friend, but was nowhere in sight at the moment. You anxiously stood there, you hadn’t talked to Beomgyu or Jeongin in forever.

“Oh, hey Y/n.” Jeongin, the fox hybrid, spoke first, you looked up towards him. “It’s been a while.” Beomgyu said, “Well, I guess I haven’t hosted a party in a while… Fuckin’ new dorm monitors.”

“Don’t worry, Kai’s got them occupied for the night… Won’t have to worry about them.” Jeongin assured, pulling his cup of ‘punch’ to his lips. “I’m not worried, I’m just annoyed of their ‘teacher’s pet’ bullshit. I mean come on, they’re so damn uptight…”

You nodded, smiling at them. You swallowed nervously, which they obviously knew you were looking for Heeseung. Which maybe you were, even if it was just to get a break from his annoying girlfriend.

“I’m surprised Hana isn’t one of them, right Y/n?” Beomgyu looked at you, you didn’t know how to respond. “She’s annoying enough she definitely could be— A bitch is what she is. Not sure what Heeseung sees in her to be honest.” He added.

“I think Heeseung’s parents want him to be married to another Deer hybrid and such, so they picked Hana...” Jeongin said, turning back towards you and Beomgyu.

Was that really the reason why Heeseung was with Hana? But then why was he always so persistent in telling you he was with somebody, even if he still wanted to use your mouth every once in a while… Still, it wasn’t very fun being a side dish for the man you’d adored since you were a little girl.

“Heeseung went to the bathroom, should be back any minute.” Jeongin spoke, bringing a green colored plastic cup to his lips and taking a sip of whatever he was drinking (most likely alcohol).

“I-I see.” You said, how did they know you’d be looking for him though?

Then Heeseung approached the two, he noticed you in front of them immediately. He looked shocked, and a little bit upset that you were hanging around waiting for him with Hana around.

But could he possibly resist your cute little eyes every time he saw you? Something about you was drawing him in. Like always. That damn scent. It was even more overwhelming than usual. He knew Beomgyu and Jeongin wouldn’t speak a word to his girlfriend, so they just continued talking to each other, standing beside one another.

“Y/n…” He spoke, approaching you. He took a small look around, making sure Hana or any of her friends weren’t around before checking you out a little more. You bit your lip, making sure he noticed every curve of your body. And he fucking did. Was barely able to think because of it, it was for this reason that he’d always had you choking on his cock. Which you didn’t complain, wanting any ounce of love he could possibly give you. Not admitting to yourself that it was all just lust.

“My dorm. It’s one floor down.” He whispered to you, you didn’t hesitate of course. Following him as he stared at the way your body looked, and how damn sexy it was. He took your hand, the two of you quickly heading to his dorm. You waved behind you at Beomgyu and Jeongin who waved back.

When you got inside his dorm, you both went into his room. Hands taunting the waistband of his pants, both of you sitting down on his bed. Feeling your hand slide over his bulge, he couldn’t help but groan slightly, biting down on his bottom lip.

“Why aren’t you with your girlfriend?” You asked him, teasing. Your hand pushing down the waist band of his pants and cupping his growing bulge through his boxers.

He hissed softly, “It’s just a dumb dorm party, it’s not that important…” He replied, lips parting at the way your hands pulled down both his pants and boxers. He helped remove them fully before watching you get back on your knees in front of him, just looking up at him with an innocent look that made him go wild.

“Shit… She could never look as good as you do in that dress.” He said, “Your body is so much sexier. Drives me insane.” He reached down, his hand pushing through the threads of your hair, caressing you. Moving you down closer to his rock hard cock. You knew you’d be able to play him right into your hands wearing this, he was desperate for your body.

“Mmh, then maybe you shouldn’t be with her...” you spoke, hands running up under his shirt, urging him to take it off. He pulled his shirt over his head quickly, looking down at you again. Feeling impatient.

“Suck.” He said, you leaning closer. Putting your mouth around the tip. Your tongue swiveling against him. His head immediately tipped backwards, another low groan leaving his lips. “Fuck…”

You tried to ignore the dampness of your panties, but it was too much. Your hips moving back and forth as you took Heeseung’s cock in your mouth. Inch by inch going down slowly until Heeseung had to take control and shove you down completely, his hands pulling your hair into a ponytail.

“Ahh— fu-” He groaned, your head starting to bob up and down while fully taking his cock. “This is what I’m talking about… She could never fully take my cock or deep throat it like you do.”

You smirked around his length at the praise, Heeseung’s ears twitched like they always do when you’re sucking him off good. He gripped onto your hair aggressively, thrusting himself upward until you were almost gagging on his cock.

“Good girl, you take me so well…” He praised, your eyes watering as you took every inch of him. Sucking him off so passionately.

His eyes trailed down to your body, the way your breasts were moving as you sucked him and the way your ass was moving. Could smell the needy scent. He was choking on it, your arousal was so overwhelming. So damn tempting.

You lifted your lips off his cock for a moment, his eyes looking back up at your face. The trail of spit following your mouth as you pulled off, and your tear driven eyes.

“Did I say you could stop?” He gripped your hair harder, you whimpered softly.

“Y-you were staring at my body…” You said, exposing your bra to him, which you knew were against your friends with benefits rule. But couldn’t possibly care tonight. Not when you were so ready for him. Dressed up just for him. Your body had been begging for his approval, for his attention. It’s all you wanted.

He stared at them, his lips parting. His eyes almost furious as he pushed you down onto his cock again, you didn’t fight it, putting your mouth around the tip again.

“You know you’re not supposed to show me that…” He growled, pushing you down until you were choking and gagging on it again. Tears ran down your cheeks.

Another low groan escaped his body, tilting his head back for a moment before looking down at you again. The sight was enough to make him chase the edge already, your cute laced pink bra, your very exposed cleavage. He was practically fighting for his life to not touch them, to not fuck you. Kept reminding himself he had a girlfriend.

“You’re such a little tease…” His grip on your hair got even tighter, if that even was possible. Making sure he was balls deep, cock buried in your throat. Twitching in it, your whines only vibrating his cock closer to his impending orgasm.

“Fuck… I’m gonna cum.” He breathed out, pushing you down harder. Making you take it, his hips bucking up to make sure your throat was fully stuffed. You whined and whimpered around him, the wetness in your panties undeniable. His cock twitched again, his head lolling back.

“I’m coming! Fuck—” He yelled, thrusting into your throat and spilling all his cum down it. There was so much, you were choking on it. But you swallowed every last drop that you could, Heeseung’s eyes moving back towards your body, his chest heaving up and down.

You slowly pulled off of Heeseung’s cock, a trail of slobber following your lips as they pulled off his member. Wiping your soaked lips with your arm slowly, you noticed Heeseung just laying there still.

“H-Hee…” You whimpered softly, his hands untangling and pulling out of your hair. You immediately stood up, climbing onto his lap just like you did earlier that day. His cock twitched up against the soaked fabric of your panties.

“Y/n—” He couldn’t even attempt to stop you, his hands trying not to grab your body. He would be too far gone at that point. “Off. That’s it.” He demanded, you feeling his cock growing again. You rocked your hips slowly, making sure he felt how soaked your folds were for him against his cock, the only thing between your pussy and his cock being your panties.

“I know you want me, just have me. I’m right here.” You unclipped your bra, throwing it aside. His eyes were wide, he couldn’t take his eyes off your chest. Even better than he’d ever pictured before.

“Y/n… I told you a thousand fucking times—”

You grabbed his hands, placing them on your breasts. He was angry, almost furious. He gently squeezed them for a moment, before quickly pulling his hands away. But his eyes couldn’t leave the sight of them.

“You like them, just admit it.” You giggled a little, reaching down and grabbing his cock in your palm, stroking it up against your soaking panties. His cock veiny and fully hard again already. His body was deceiving the way he spoke.

“Y-y/n…” Heeseung growled, his hands gripped the sheets of his bed angrily. Angrily, but also drawn right in to the trap you’d set for him. “Fuck... you know I want you but I have a fucking girlfriend now and—“

Before he could continue, you’d slid your panties over, and now you had the tip of his cock being engulfed by your soaking tight cunt. This cut him off from any other words, his hands finding your ass and squeezing it. Finally giving in as you sank down on his big dick.

A delicious moan fell from his lips, his head tilting backwards as your pussy tried to accommodate and adjust to his size. You whimpered softly, Heeseung’s hands gripped onto your asscheeks, moving you up and down on his cock slowly.

“F-fuck… I knew you’d be this fucking tight for me. Such a slut.” He spoke through sharp breaths, groaning out right afterwards and tilting his head backwards once again. “God, you’re fucking soaking my cock…”

A smack landed on your ass, it so hard you could’ve cried. His grip on your ass squeezing tight, his other hand gliding up to your breast. He squeezed your nipple with his fingers, making you whine and squirm on his dick, but he held you in place with his other hand.

“Naughty fucking whore, you know we aren’t supposed to do this.”

And then he used the hand he had used to squeeze your nipple to pull your dress off from over your head, wanting you to be exposed to him.

“Perfect. Like this I’ll get to see every inch of your body while I make you scream.” He smacked your pussy, sending a jolt through your body. You moaned through the teasing, he smacked your thigh, hard. Your eyes were full of tears, but you needed more.

Without any warning, he started to speed up his steady pace inside of you. Relentlessly pounding into your g-spot, your pussy soaking up every inch of his cock filling the room with lewd slapping sounds from each thrust, his cock kissing—no bruising your cervix.

“I-I’m…” You could barely make out the words, the coil in your lower stomach close to snapping. He smirked, only thrusting harder. You cried out, coming undone around him. A ring of cream around his cock. He groaned loudly, thrusting faster and faster. His adrenaline being fueled from your sexy body, and everything it did for him.

Tears ran down your cheeks, your eyes were rolled back. You whimpered and cried, overstimulation hitting you like a truck. Heeseung didn’t stop, didn’t even slow down. Just kept pounding. He was hitting every spot that had your legs weak, and they were weak. Your thighs shaking aggressively, threatening to fall. But he kept your thighs held open, squishing and squeezing, almost bruising them.

“H-Heeseung~” You cried out, your tears being his motivation. He was balls deep, pounding into you like you were his own personal toy. Your legs kept threatening to close, which he wouldn’t allow.

“Keep taking it—fuck.” He growled, your tits bouncing, your pussy squeezing tighter than before as you reached your second high. “Th-this is what you get, being a little slut… Slutting yourself out to try and get me to fuck you. You happy you won?” The coil in your stomach tightened so hard that it finally broke.

“W-wait fuck… H-Hee, I’m squirting!” You yelled out, he smirked, fucking your orgasm out of you. You moaned out loudly as you squirted around his cock, he slipped out for a moment, jerking himself off as you squirted all over his cock. Soaking it even more, it spraying on his stomach and cock. He’d never seen you squirt before. But god did he love it.

“Fuck yeah…Good girl, just like that.” He rubbed your clit, even more spilling out of you. “Such a pretty fucking pussy, god. Need your pussy squirting all over me again.” He shoved back inside, thrusting into you again. The overstimulation hit you like a truck, your pussy throbbing and threatening to push him out, but he pushed through it, staying deep inside you. Pounding you relentlessly at the fastest and most aggressive pace.

He was chasing his high, hands squeezing your ass and thighs, cock twitching inside you every time you squeezed around him. “F-fuck I’m close…Holy fuck.” He groaned, moving faster. “Your gonna take all my cum, every last fucking drop—“

“G-give me your cum Hee!” You moaned out, his hands squeezed harder. He leaned down, planting his lips on yours for the first time ever. You kissed him back passionately, tongue’s sliding against each other’s as you whined on his tongue.

And then you came again, squirted again. Releasing spurts of your squirt around his cock. He groaned loudly from the sight, with a final twitch of his cock inside you he was spilling every drop deep inside. Tip smashed against your cervix. Giving you it all. Your chests heaving, your bodies aching.

He fell onto the bed beside you, panting. You were panting too. Both of you trying to catch your breath. He stared into your eyes lustfully, you looked back into his. Moving forward to attempt to kiss him again.

He pushed you away, “Woah, that was only a during sex thing…” He said, you frowned in disappointment. “Oh, R-right.” You replied.

“But fuck, your body is the best. Let’s do this all the time, okay?”

You nodded, not being able to turn down Heeseung. Even if it wasn’t love, just lust. Your heart did ache though, your body used and sweaty.

Heeseung got up, putting his clothes back on as if nothing just happened. You stood up slowly, doing the same.

“You’re going back to the party?” You asked him, he nodded. “Yeah, don’t follow me...” He said, turning around and leaving out the door. Shutting it behind him. Your heart pounded. Your eyes filled with tears.

You started to cry, sobbing silently and wiping the tears from your cheeks before quickly exhaling, attempting to pull yourself together. You grabbed your clothes from off the floor, putting your bra and dress back on. You we’re still trying to catch your breath at this point, but you just needed to quickly get out of there.

You left his dorm room, your hair a mess. Your eyes filled with tears. Your lipstick smudged. You walked down the hall quickly after shutting the door behind you, not wanting to attract any attention.

How could he act like nothing had happened? It was such a big moment for you but did it really mean nothing to him? If he didn’t really love Hana, did he not really love you either?

You walked faster this time, your eyes burning from your running mascara. And then you bumped into him— Jake. You looked up at him, your eyes watering up again. He smelled your scent, but it was different this time.

“Y/n, are you okay?” He asked you, noticing your tear-filled eyes and messy hair. “Did something happen?” He asked. You felt too guilty to even respond. He was such a nice guy. A nice guy you started thinking of, even crushing on. Yet you let Heeseung pound you in his dorm, only lust on his mind. No love whatsoever. You felt filthy.

And the worst part was, you were so desperate for any bit of attention from him that you’d willingly let him do it again. Your heart felt heavy in your chest, your eyes stung as they filled up with tears. Would you ever feel real love?

“D-do you need something? Come to my dorm. I’ll get you some water. It’s only a few rooms down.” He said, clearly worried. You didn’t respond, just followed alongside him as he took you to his dorm room. His hand holding yours, guiding you to his dorm.

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That scent. It had to of been another male hybrid’s, a male hybrid that was really close to you. Jake couldn’t handle these thoughts, but he loved you. Didn’t care about that. Just wanted to help you.

You were still quiet. Sitting on Jake’s couch, his blanket wrapped around you. Puffy tear filled eyes. All you could do is stare at your hands, Jake in the kitchen area across from you filling a glass with water.

“Hey, here’s some water…” He handed you the class, your hand was slightly shaky but you reached out, grabbing the glass from him. He sat down beside you on the couch.

You brought the glass to your lips, slowly taking a long sip. Jake only watched, feeling worried about what might have happened to you. But he didn’t want to overwhelm you, or force you to talk about anything. So he waited for you to talk, silently and patiently.

After a few minutes, you sat the glass down. Afraid to make eye contact with him. Not afraid, but feeling guilty that he was taking care of you after your own silly mistakes. What could you even tell him at this point?

“Th-thank you, Jake...” You said, swallowing back tears. But you couldn’t help it, your lips started to quiver. Your eyes filling with tears that started spilling out, running down your cheeks. A whimper erupting from your lips.

Jake’s eyes widened, he urgently grabbed you, pulling you into a tight hug. You just cried. Kept crying on his shoulder. Whimpering, sniffling. He didn’t say anything. He just held you.

After a moment, you pulled away slowly. He stared into your eyes. You wiped the tears from your face, Jake watched you.

“I’m here, okay? Whatever happened, I’m here for you Y/n.” He said, like he was speaking from the bottom of his heart. Your eyes filled up with tears again, and you fell against his chest. Just crying as his arms snaked around you again. Holding you tight.

“It’s stupid, i’m so stupid.” You cried, sobbing against his chest.

“You aren’t stupid at all.” He said, rubbing your back gently. “Don’t say things like that…”

You kept crying, practically pouring your heart out to the puppy hybrid you’d only met a couple hours prior. But he held you as if he’d known you forever. As if he really cared. Nobody had ever cared before.

“What’s going on? Would you feel comfortable telling me?” He asked you, caressing and petting your hair gently.

You felt safe. And cared for. You didn’t want to leave his arms, not at all. You felt like you could tell him. Like he wouldn’t judge you. His presence was like a golden light that shined over your insecurities and weaknesses.

“I-I…” You spoke, he continued to hold you. You looked up at him. “Well, th-there’s…”

You paused again for a moment, trying to make out the right words. After hesitating for a moment, you finally spoke again.

“I-It’s this guy… I’ve had a crush on him for a really long time but…” Your breath hitched, “H-he only wants to use me.” You said, Jake started to wipe the tears from your eyes.

“So that’s the scent I smelled on you…” He frowned. “Use you? He must be a terrible guy then. You’re the sweetest and most beautiful girl I think I’ve ever met. It’s his loss if he doesn’t deserve you, don’t waste your time, Y/n. You are a flower.” Jake spoke.

Your cheeks heated up, his words were so sincere. They felt so real. It was as if he was healing your aching heart with every single one of his words.

“J-Jake…” You cried, wiping more tears away. “Why are you so nice to me?” You asked him, sniffling softly.

“I want to protect you.” He said, you felt your face turning red. He was feeling protective of you? You rested your head against his chest again, this time you felt more relaxed. More safe. Your negative feelings seemed to leave.

Jake’s tail was wagging back and forth like crazy. His heart was pounding. His arms could only comfort and hold you. He could’ve held you forever and would never complain.

And for the first time in the longest time ever, your little poofy white tail started to move back and forth, almost in sync with Jake’s. While he was holding you close, he noticed your tail moving. It made him smile. Hearts pounding.

In that moment you felt like you could finally forget him. Forget Heeseung. Move on to someone who really cared about you. Jake really cared. And even if you were just friends, it meant so much more than someone who only wanted to use you for your body.

You were laying against him, he didn’t mind. Holding you tight, letting you rest your body onto his. He just held you, like you were the only thing that mattered. Jake almost couldn’t believe it when you’d laid on top of him, Jake laying against the pillow on his couch. You fell asleep like that, with him. And so he fell asleep as well, to the sound of your little breaths and snores.

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You were the first to wake up in the morning, noticing where you were after you’d almost completely forgotten about last night. You sat up off of Jake, blushing a little. You spent the night with him? You must’ve fallen asleep.

Jake started to wake up once you sat up, his eyes fluttering open slowly.

“Oh my god— I’m so sorry.” You said, standing up and checking your phone. It was the afternoon, so you’d only had two classes left. “I just fell asleep and— it’s almost one o’clock.” You panicked.

“N-no, it’s fine.” Jake said, smiling at you reassuringly. “I was happy to spend the night with you…” He said, his cheeks flustered.

You blushed, your heart pounding again. He was such a sweetheart. “W-well we better get to class before lunch ends then.” you spoke, standing up and grabbing your purse. You shoved your phone inside of it.

“Alright, I’ll get ready then we can go to your dorm so you can get into your uniform. I’ll walk you.” He insisted, smiling at you. You nodded and blushed.

Jake left the room for a moment, when he returned he was wearing his uniform. Slipping on his shoes and grabbing his bag, throwing it over his shoulder.

The two of you walked to your dorm room, which was one floor down. You used the stairs, the two of you walking beside each other. And then you approached your dorm room. Heeseung was waiting there.

You approached the door hesitantly, Heeseung who was leaning against it quickly stood upright. He stared at you. “Where the hell have you been? I’ve been waiting since lunch started. Class is starting any minute.” He said angrily.

You didn’t speak. Jake stared at him as Heeseung looked him up and down. “And who’s this?” He spoke, clearly annoyed. Jake stepped up, standing in front of him.

“I’m Jake. Y/n’s friend from Literature class.” He said, growling at him on the inside. “And who are you?” What did he want with you? Was he the guy that was using you?

Heeseung clenched his fists, of course he couldn’t reply to that. You were fuck buddies, nothing else. “I’m her friend too. Known her since we were kids.” he spat, your ears were flattened.

“Who is this guy? Your new boyfriend or something?” Heeseung turned towards you, you started to glare at him. Heeseung’s eyes widened at your angry look, a look you’d never ever given him before.

“Why would you care?! You’ve never cared about me. I’m nothing more than a good time to you, so why would you care if I have a boyfriend or not?!” You shouted, your eyes filled with tears. Heeseung was speechless, Jake only watched.

“I hate you, Lee Heeseung.” You cried, walking into your dorm and slamming the door behind you. Tears streaming down your cheeks.

“What the fuck did you do to her…” Jake said to Heeseung, he didn’t reply. He just quickly left, stormed off angrily, phone in hand. Before Jake could even say another word. After a long while of you not coming back to the door or saying anything, you heard Jake shout from outside the door,

“Y/n, I’ll come back later okay?… A-and I’ll bring your homework.”

You sniffled, burying your face into your arms as you laid against the door. Knees pulled to your chest, eyes soaked with tears. You heard the sound of his footsteps fade slowly as he walked away.

Jake had sent you a few more worried texts as well. You stayed in your dorm room for the rest of the school day, crying and sobbing into your pillow silently. You could barely think of the situation, it only broke you down even more. All you did was cry. You cried so hard your head was pounding, your eyes puffy. You got in the shower just to let yourself soak in the hot water, sitting on the shower floor, just thinking.

Jake spent the day worrying about you, wanting to see you and wanting to help you. He was sitting at a table in the Cafeteria during lunch when Hana approached him. She sat her tray down beside his, pulling out a chair and sitting next to him. He tried to ignore her, continuing to take a sip of his juice. She rolled her eyes, probably confused at why he was one of the only guys that wasn’t head over heels for her. Hana tapped Jake’s shoulder, he turned over to face her awkwardly.

“Hey,” She spoke, “Are you hanging out with Y/n now?” She asked him, Jake scooted away slightly. He then turned away from the deer hybrid.

“What do you want?” He said coldly, she placed her hand on his shoulder, scooting closer again slowly. “Are you her friend or not?” She asked again.

“Who are you? Why does that even matter to you?” He glared at her. Her eyes widened, but everybody knew who she was… How could he not? She rolled her eyes at the dog hybrid.

“What are you, her guard dog now or something?” She hissed, standing up and grabbing her tray. “She doesn’t care about you. All she wants is my boyfriend, Lee Heeseung. That’s why he isn’t even here today, having to deal with the weight of her psychotic crap. Everyone knows me and Heeseung are supposed to get married when we graduate. All she deserves is a more miserable life than she already has. If i were you I wouldn’t get involved in it.”

Jake didn’t say anything, he just walked away. Throwing away his food and stacking the dirty tray on top of the rest. He left the Cafeteria, checking his phone, still no response from you. He put his phone in his pocket and walked to his next class early. Thinking of you, thinking of holding you, his heart started pounding again. He didn’t care if you still had feelings for that jerk. He was going to show you how much better he could treat you. He was going to somehow win your heart and he was purely dedicated. He saw how Heeseung hurt you, how he made you cry. That’s when he realized he never wanted to hurt you like that. Ever.

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The next day when you woke up to your alarm for class, you stood up, yawning and stretching. Trying to adjust to the warm light shining into your dorm room—

Oh no.

You knew now why your emotions were so overwhelming, your senses being overloaded, your urge and eagerness to please Jake ever since you first met him. It had hid you like a bat, you went from standing up to almost fainting. Your face red, your thighs trembling. It was your heat.

It only happened once a year, specifically during the spring. But here it was. Bright and early. You were in love with Jake, definitely, but your heat made it escalate ten times faster.

You couldn’t go to class this week. Not like this. You needed time to recover, if you didn’t you were going to snap in front of Jake. You’d just met him. You didn’t want to take things too quickly.

You tried to distract yourself for the day, tried to ignore the messages from Heeseung and Jake, tried to stay calm and not get horny. It was so difficult, you tried everything you could to keep your mind off them but it wouldn’t stop.

By the time the next week started up, you were about to break. You were laying in bed at night, looking at posts when you happened to swipe upon one of Jake’s. You hadn’t even followed him yet, didn’t even know his account, it just happened to show up on your feed.

You swallowed, hating yourself for clicking into his account. Especially since your panties were already soaked. The love you had for him was so innocent, but your heat had turned it into something else. Something lustful.

It was overwhelming, every single one of his photos you swiped upon he looked more charming. And then you saw it. His abs. It was a photo of him, he was shirtless and in his bed, tired expression, his hair messy. You felt dizzy. Your hand gliding down your chest and towards your heated core, your legs spreading apart slowly.

Stop it. Stop it— You begged yourself, but you couldn’t help it. You were already rubbing your bundle of nerves in circles. Slow but relieving circles. A moan left your lips, your head fell backwards. You looked up again, seeing his sweet smile. You accidentally fucking liked the post. The post from a year ago. You immediately pulled your fingers from your panties, your chest heaving up and down, you quickly turned off your phone.

You went to the shower, trying to distract yourself once more. You stripped yourself and stepped into the hot water, letting your body and hair soak. You stood there for as long as it took to get those damn feelings out of your head. You prayed to god he wouldn’t notice how you’d suddenly liked a shirtless picture of him from an entire year ago.

After you’d showered, you finally opened your messages on your phone. one from Heeseung, a few from Jake. You tapped on Heeseung’s first, just to see what he had to even say.

heeseung: i’m sorry y/n.

You quickly swiped away from his message, he’d never sent anything sincere like that before. But you didn’t know if it was just because he wanted your body more, or if he really did care. You clicked on Jake’s messages.

jake: hey, are you okay?

jake: that dick left, i’m here for you if you need me.

jake: hey… talk to me when you can. i’m worried about you.

Poor Jake. He was only trying to help. He was so sweet. You shouldn’t have shut him out too, it’s not like he was doing anything wrong. You felt terrible that you hadn’t responded to him sooner, so you started to text back.

you: i’m sorry about the other day. would you mind if we hung out?

You texted the words without even thinking, you mentally facepalmed to yourself. You just needed his company. You could do this. You had it in control. You wouldn’t let it take over, not this time. You can handle it. You can handle it. You repeated to yourself over and over in your head, Jake responding only a minute later.

jake: i wouldn’t mind at all. my roommate is always gone, so it won’t be a problem.

Without thinking, you left to Jake’s dorm room. Somehow you remembered the room number, surprisingly, you approached the door and knocked on it lightly. You were wearing shorts, maybe a little too short, you could even see your bunny tail poking out of the back just above your butt, and a t-shirt.

Jake smiled at you, opening the door wider to let you inside. You smiled back, blush creeping over your cheeks and nose. Jake let you walk in first, watching as you walked inside. Your scent. It was different. Even more overwhelmingly different than before. His eyes glanced down, he saw your little bunny tail, the way it was wagging back and forth quickly. He’d never seen it before until now.

“Thank you for letting me come over.” You turned around, facing him. He shut the door behind him, locking it. Before nodding, “Yeah, I’m glad you’re okay Y/n. I was really worried about you…”

Now both your little tails were wagging in unison, your eyes big. Jake’s heart felt heavy from the way you looked at him, but that damn overwhelming scent was going to be the death of him. It was even making him… Horny? Fuck. Why was he so horny for you all of the sudden? He’d known for a while he’d had a crush on you, well since he first met you, but what was this scent?

He’d never been this close to a girl who was this exposed either, he was panicking. He didn’t know where to look, he didn’t want to offend you. But everything about you was luring him in, not even just the overwhelming scent that was forcing him in. He was going to pass out at this point, his face red, his eyes wandering different places including your body.

You noticed how nervous he was, but you couldn’t quite read him. Or maybe… it was the overwhelming scent of your heat. You’d nearly forgotten that predators could smell that extremely well. Well now you just felt exposed, but did he know about prey’s heat? Did he know what he was smelling? You hoped to yourself that he didn’t see how you suddenly liked the scandalous photo of his from a year ago.

By now both your faces were flustered, Jake quickly turned around, approaching the kitchen area and filling up a glass of water for you. He handed it to you, his arm trembling slightly. You took the glass cup, smiling at him.

“Thank you, Jake.” You said, he nodded and sat down on the couch, so you followed and sat down beside him. You took a sip of your water, Jake’s heart pounding through his chest while he looked aside. Trying not to make eye contact.

“A-are you okay?” You asked him, noticing how nervous he’d looked. He swallowed audibly, turning to look at you again. His eyes traveled from your thighs, to your stomach to your chest and then landed on your pretty face.

“Uhh—” He started to speak nervously, you’d noticed him staring at you before which made you clench your thighs together and set your water down on the coffee table in front of you. “I-It’s nothing.” He spoke.

You were so close, he was so close. Both your scents overwhelming each other. Both your bodies betraying you as you tried to hide the fact that you were yearning for one another all of the sudden. His legs that were touching against your bare one’s had Jake’s head spinning. You couldn’t take it anymore. You decided to just be honest. You looked towards him, he looked back at you.

You went to bring the glass back up to your lips, when you quite literally missed completely. The liquid spilling all over your chest. Your white t-shirt soaked to the point that your hardened nipples were exposed and hard against the shirt. Jake’s eyes widened, he stared at your breasts for a moment before finally standing up and bringing you a towel, he sat down beside you his hands anxiously sat on his lap.

You blushed, holding the towel gently against your chest. He saw them. He saw your breasts. He knows what they look like, and he is flustered.

“I-I’m sorry. I probably look like an idiot right now…” Jake spoke, nervously trying to cover what he could of his arousal that was poking through his jeans.

“N-no it’s okay…”

You were at a loss for words. Your hands holding the towel against your soaked t-shirt gently. Your head was quite literally spinning, you felt dizzy. It was getting worse. Your heat was getting worse. His hard on was tempting you.

“Y-you’re hard…” You spoke all of the sudden, his face got redder. “S-shit— I’m sorry. I was hoping you didn’t notice…” He looked away.

You quickly gathered your things and prepared to leave when Jake got back, you already felt like such an idiot for dragging him into your hormones and such. I mean you’d just met the guy a week ago. After a few minutes Jake walked out of the bathroom in fresh clothes, his hair soaking wet.

“I’m gonna go back to my dorm now, thanks for everything again, Jake.” You said softly, turning around and approaching the door.

“Wait.” He spoke as your hand reached for the doorknob, your heartbeat sped up. You turned around to face him.

“Y-yeah?” You asked him, trying to avert your eyes from his. You couldn’t make eye contact.

“Th-this scent of yours… I’ve been wondering since I met you…” He cleared his throat, standing in front of you. “D-do you like me or something? I-I don’t know if that’s rude to ask but—“

So he could smell it. He could smell your heat all along. It made so much more sense now, you were drawing him in just as fast as your heat was making you fall deeper for him. Your lips quivered but you didn’t reply, didn't know how too. You just stood there, looking like an idiot.

“I-Is that why you liked that post of mine? From a year ago? You hadn’t liked any of my other posts until that one.” He said, your face started burning red. Fuck, he had read you like a book.

“J-Jake. I’m in heat...” The words left your lips like a confession, he nearly choked on his own spit. You were in heat. Yet you wanted to be with him. He was panicking, his heart racing and his eyes not knowing where to look. He almost felt guilty for being right.

You were overflowing with emotions and feelings, but the one you knew for certain is that you were in love with Jake. And you needed him to know your love.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have come. I-It’s been so overwhelming and… I shouldn’t involve you in it. But I wanted to see you again… I’ve felt horrible b-but… I saw that picture of you a-and—” Before you could continue, Jake’s arms instinctively wrapped around you. Your breath caught, your cheeks turning red. Along with his.

“Don’t be sorry. It’s okay…” He spoke, you swallowed softly. Too much. Too close. Was he really okay with this? You whined softly, your entire body flooded with heat as it pooled into your lower stomach as well. His body burning against yours.

You just tried to savor this moment. The scent of your neediness, your body begging for him was overwhelming him. He held you, hands trembling slightly. You couldn’t take it anymore. You spoke without even thinking. But everything was out in the open now, there was no going back.

“Jake. I-I like you. A lot.” You said, your words had him speechless. “I-I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I didn’t want to ruin our friendship, I mean we just met not that long ago and—”

“Y/n…” He spoke, gently cupping your face and looking into your eyes. Your legs trembled, your ears flattening. “I like you too. Since I met you that day in the hallway, and every single day since...” You could hardly believe the words coming from his mouth. You could’ve cried. He held you tight, just staring into your eyes. “Who cares if we only met not that long ago? It doesn’t matter to take things quickly sometimes, waiting’s overrated…” He spoke.

You quickly leaned upward, your lips falling against his. He smiled against your lips, holding your face gently and kissing you back passionately. Jake. You couldn’t believe it. Hearts pounding, tails moving back and forth quickly in tandem. This is what it felt like. This is what real love felt like. Your hands slowly moved to snake around his neck, just staring into his sweet eyes before kissing each other again slowly. The two of you treasuring every second together.

Jake’s hands finally got comfortable around your waist, holding you close to him. His fingers gently caressing your soft body as he held you. He wiped the small trails of tears running down your cheeks off of your skin with one of his hands, kissing your cheeks gently on the spots where your tears had formerly been. You smiled a little, eyes still watering but the tears weren’t pouring out anymore. It was then that you didn’t even notice at the time, but you hadn’t thought of Heeseung at all.

Jake was leading you to his room, not in a tempting way, in more of a “i want too be closer to you” way. He held your hand gently, the two of you walking towards his room. He led you inside, letting you sit down on his bed before shutting the door behind the two of you and sitting down beside you. The light in the room was dim, only his desk lamp being on. He smiled at you, his perfectness made your heart beat faster. He grabbed your hand, lifting it up to his lips and kissing it gently. When he put it down, he still kept holding that hand, his thumb caressing it while his other hand pulled his blanket onto your lap.

You were burning up, almost like you had a fever. Jake had noticed this too. He moved his hand slowly towards your face, cupping your cheek before kissing you once again, his lips fueling your desire. You started to lay down on Jake’s pillow, he followed you, climbing overtop of you and connecting your lips again. The blanket he’d given you had fallen off the bed, his leg was between your thighs, his arms holding himself up overtop of you. Your hands moved up to hold him closer from around his neck.

The love Jake was giving you was overwhelming in the best way possible. Your cheeks were burning red, your eyes filled with desire every time he stopped kissing you to look into them. The only possible desire you had at this time was him. Anything of him. All of him. And all he wanted was you in return. You whimpered softly as his knee gently grazed your heat in between your thighs, when he noticed this he asked for your reassurance of course.

“A-Are you sure you really need me now? Are you really ready for me?” He asked you, you nodded, moving your hips up into his knee. Looking for any sort of physical touch at this point.

“More than ever, Jake.” You whispered, your needy eyes made him swallow nervously and stare into your eyes. He kissed you gently, before pulling away again.

“Y-Y/n…” Jake spoke, you curiously stared at the dog. “What is it, Jakey?” You asked him, he was visibly nervous, racking up the courage to say something. His beautiful plump lips curled slightly.

“I-I haven’t done this before.” He spoke, you stared at him. “You haven’t been with a girl before?” You asked him.

“Not intimately, no…” He said shyly, blush crept over his cheeks. You smiled at him, cupping his face gently as he stared into your eyes.

You almost couldn’t believe it. Someone as handsome as him had never been with any girl like this before? You’d really be his first time?

“It’s okay, Jakey…” You said, “I’ll help you.”

“R-really? You don’t think it’s dumb?” He asked you, the shy dog boy looking anxious above you. You nodded again, smiling. Your sweet smile giving him all the reassurance he needed. He was anxious, but he pressed forward. His lips meeting yours as he ran his fingers through your soft hair. He was melting overtop of you, but tried not to make it too obvious.

Your long make out session and exchanged saliva now started to become something more. Your faces heated, your movements gaining the perfect amount of friction to arouse you both even more. Jake bit down on his bottom lip as he looked down at you, you could’ve squirmed underneath his needful gaze. Your heart pounding through your chest as you bucked your hips up against his clothed member again, his breath hitched slightly, his face red.

“Sh-shit Y/n… H-how are you doing this to me…” He spoke, his voice breaking.

“N-need me to take charge?” You whispered to him, he nodded slightly. His eyes desperate for more of you. Now he was as desperate as you’d been for a while now for him. He needed you.

The two of you flipped around, you straddled him. You slowly pulled off your shirt, Jake’s eyes widening at the sight. His cheeks becoming redder than they already were. Before he could speak, you leaned down and attached your lips again. Sensual, heated, wet kisses. His hands moved to rest gently on your hips as you kissed him, reaching behind you to unlatch your bra. Jake didn’t even notice you’d taken off your bra until he felt the thing fall onto his stomach, his eyes opened and he pulled away from your lips. Throwing the bra aside, staring at your exposed breasts.

“B-beautiful...” He stammered, his hands sliding up your hips and waist to gently touch them. You whimpered softly, grabbing his hands and helping him to squeeze them. He choked on his own saliva at that point, boobs. He was feeling your boobs. He’d never felt any before, but he knew yours were undoubtedly the best.

“Y-you’re beautiful, Y/n…” He whispered, his hands gently squeezing the way you helped him do as your hands slid down to reach the hem of his shirt from underneath you. He helped you remove his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it aside with the other clothes.

Your face was as red as a tomato at this moment, he noticed this. Gently caressing your cheek he spoke, “Y-your blushing so much. You okay?” He asked you, and you nodded frantically.

“Y-yes s-sorry it’s just…” You stared into his eyes, you could hear your heart pounding in your ears. “N-nobody’s ever praised me like this before… Or noticed the little things about me… B-but, you do…” You blushed like crazy, his heart pounding as well.

“You deserve every second of it and more… You are insatiable.” He said, interlocking your lips again. The two of you were only in your underwear now. But the undying urge to peel off the last bit of fabric on your bodies was overwhelming as you kissed each other’s lips hungrily. You engaged by pulling down your panties, exposing your heat, keeping your lips attached as you tossed them to the side.

Jake helped you pull down his boxers, your eyes were still closed as you kissed him passionately, but when you finally looked down your eyes widened at the sight. He was rock hard and huge, stiff cock hardened against his chest, leaking precum from the tip. He watched you as you stared at the sight of it, hoping to himself that maybe he was bigger or thicker than Heeseung.

Yes, his cock was very long like Heeseung’s, but Jake’s had more girth. It was so thick you knew he’d be stretching you out and leaving your cunt begging for more. But you wanted it. You wanted him. All of him.

You helped align his tip with your soaked entrance, his eyes windened and he grunted softly. “W-wait. Y-you’re so small… I-I don’t wanna hurt you.” He stammered, his eyes on yours. You smiled back at him, blushing.

“Don’t worry, I-I think I can take it… Maybe. Let’s just start slow.” You assured him, and he nodded at you. Face flushed, his hair messy and sweaty.

“W-wait, don’t I need a condom?—” He asked you, throbbing against your soaked core. You whined softly, gently stroking his awaiting cock as he let out small groans for you.

“No need…” You said, blushing. “I wanna feel all of you inside.”

These words had him choking on his own breath, he grabbed onto your hips gently. “W-wait…” He said before you could start to sit down on him. You tilted your head curiously.

“I-I wanna take control again.” He said, you nodded and blushed as his hands had gripped onto your hips, slowly helping you sink down onto his huge cock. Slowly, every single inch began to be engulfed by your vagina. His eyes rolled back, he let out a loud groan and bucked his hips up slightly. You let out a moan, he was huge. You felt so full. You felt like all your needs were being met in that moment, and you needed more.

He knew you’d feel incredible, your pussy was so good he didn’t even want to pull out. Didn’t want any of this to end. Just wanted to fuck you all day, hold you, make you all his. Show you he could fuck you better than Heeseung, he needed to prove it to you. Your pussy tightened around him, urging him to move and he almost came during the first thrust of his hips into yours.

“Ah-Ah-ahh… Shit.” He cursed. It was his first time but he couldn’t come yet. He had to push through. To show you his love and show you he could make you feel good.

You whimpered softly as he bottomed out inside of you, setting a slow and steady pace. Your pussy tight and squeezing him unforgivingly. He let out another audible moan at this, his head tilting back again and his eyes lolling into the back of his head. It didn’t take long for him to be admiring your appearance again as you bounced on his cock, the way your breasts moved and bounced with every thrust, the way your eyes stared into his so needily, and the way your hands shivered against his shoulders, keeping your balance as you rode him.

“O-oh my god.” He croaked, mesmerized by your appearance. “F-fuck…” He couldn’t believe such a beautiful girl was riding him right now. He couldn’t believe it was you.

“J-Jake!” You cried out, moving a little faster as your pussy threatened to tighten more. The coil in your chest wanting to snap and release your sweet orgasm all for him as his cock thrusted relentlessly into your g-spot. Jake moaned again, gripping onto your ass and guiding you on his cock. Your eyes were watering, your heart was heavy and your face was on fire. But most of all you were so close to coming for him as his thick cock worked the sweetest spots inside of you.

“J-jus’ hold onto m’ baby…” He panted, thrusting in and out of you at a pace you didn’t know was possible until now. “G-gonna cum soon…” he was absolutely pussy drunk at this point, his head kept rolling back but his pace never slowed.

“J-Jake… I-I’m gonna…” You felt the coil in your lower stomach ready to snap, you were ready to orgasm on Jake’s dick. You needed to. He didn’t slow down, still fucking the spot that had you crying.

“S’ okay baby… J-jus let go for me, cum for me pretty…” He spoke, his words sending you right over the edge. You moaned out loudly as your pussy gripped him tighter than ever, your orgasm rushing over your entire shivering body as you squirmed onto his cock. He couldn’t hold back anymore as he felt your pretty walls soaking him.

“G-gonna cum! F-fuck!” He called out, moving so fast you were already having your second orgasm just milliseconds after your first. Tightening around him trying to push him out he wouldn’t let up, his cock spilling deep inside of you. Each thrust hard and sloppy as his seed filled your womb. He groaned out, you whimpering and whining overtop of him. He stayed inside until his cock couldn’t anymore. Slowly slipping out and making some of his seed spill from your pussy and onto his chest.

You just stared into each other’s eyes, your body collapsing onto his as he held you. After a few minutes, he finally spoke. “Let’s clean up.” He smiled at you, running his fingers through your soft hair. You blushed and looked up at him again, nodding and sitting upright.

You took a long hot and steamy shower with him. Just holding each other for most the time, he did help clean you too but you mostly just felt so close to each other. Especially now that you had bonded in that way. And now your heat could finally be over for the year, you could finally feel fulfilled and happy. You could keep Jake and he could keep you. You could be his girlfriend and forget all about Heeseung. And it definitely didn’t take long for the official girlfriend title to become official for you.

He even introduced you to his friend Felix and some other guys he knew. You’d never felt closer to anyone else but him before, and Jake was devoted to you. He was your loving puppy boyfriend that did everything for you whether you asked or not. A few months in to your relationship, the sex had only gotten better. More passionate every time. And every time you fucked it was like Jake was trying to mark you as his territory all over again. Everything about your relationship was everything you’d ever needed. You couldn’t possibly need anything else—

“Y/n.” A familiar voice spoke, you jumped slightly. You slowly turned around from your dorm door, keys in hand. Standing behind you was none other than Lee Heeseung. The man that had broke your heart all those months ago. You almost dropped your keys trying to quickly unlock your door, but he grabbed your other wrist gently. Stopping you as you pushed the door and it flew open.

“Please, just wait.” He said, your eyes filled to the brim with tears. You didn’t want to look back at him. You couldn’t.

“I know you don’t want to see me, but I need you too know something.” He said, you pulled your arm away, walking inside your dorm, you tried to slam the door behind you but Heeseung held it open with his hands, you trembled slightly, unable to compete with his strength on the door but you tried your best to keep pushing it.

“I-I don’t want to know!” You grunted, your breath hitching as a tear rolled down your cheek. “Please, just give me one minute.” He said, you struggled to push the door back. “One minute and then I’ll leave you alone forever, okay?” He said, you slowly stopped pushing. Pulling off the door, your hands were shaky. You stood there in the silence as Heeseung opened the door. You finally met with his eyes again for the first time in months. A bittersweet feeling in your heart as it beated against your chest.

You couldn’t tell what he wanted, or what he wanted to say. Your eyes quickly averted from his as small tears began to creep down your face again. He frowned, looking down at the floor.

“Is there a problem?” Jake spoke, moving around Heeseung to see you behind the door staring back at him. He stood with you, holding you closer. His hands pulling you closer made Heeseung’s eyes full of pure jealousy.

“I-It’s fine Jake. I-I’ll be fine. Let’s just go and eat something.” you tried to shut the door again, Heeseung was quick to stop you from shutting it. But you tried to push harder, Jake had even started to help you.

“I broke up with Hana.” He said, your breath hitched. Your heart almost stopped. You pulled away from the door. Jake did the same slowly, Heeseung pushing the door open again. But what? Why? Why would he do that? You stood there silently, gripping onto your uniform skirt. Jake watched cautiously as he stepped forward, now closer to you as you stood there in front of him.

“You were right, Y/n. I didn’t love her at all. I did only want you. I was only doing what my dad told me to do, I didn’t want to disappoint him…” He spoke, “But now, I don’t give a fuck. I couldn’t care less what he wants. Because this is what I want to be happy.” He gently grabbed your hands, you looked up at him. His eyes stared into yours. He’d never ever given you such a sincere look before. You swallowed hesitantly.

“B-but you used me…” Tears ran down your cheeks, his and Jake’s hearts cracking from each little whimper coming from your throat.

Jake stayed quiet, your hands trembled against Heeseung’s as Jake held you with his other hand gently, caressing your hair as you sobbed.

“I-I didn’t want to. I shouldn’t have. And I’m sorry…” He said, the deer hybrid’s ears even flattened against his hair. You cried softly. “You made me realize everything. How incredible you are, how horrible I always was… I want to make everything up to you. You’re the only one I could ever see myself staying with or marrying. Please, Y/n. Give me one more chance…” He said, he pulled one of his hands from yours so he could wipe the tears from your cheeks. You didn’t pull away. You didn’t even move.

“I realized what I shared with you wasn’t just lust, I felt the love in it. I felt how desperate you were to love me and how much you wanted to be with me… I’ll never hurt you again. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself. I barely can now…” He swallowed sharply, “Please, let me be your boyfriend.” He said, “I’ll never take you for granted ever again.”

Your heart was pounding, your eyes were heavy from the tears. You turned to Jake, he smiled at you assuringly as you turned back towards Heeseung. You finally met with his lips. A real passionate kiss with the love of your life for the first time ever. Heeseung moved his hands around your waist, holding you close as you kissed softly. So sweetly. Your two favorite people in the whole world standing with you. When you pulled away slowly, your eyes opened to meet his. And then Heeseung noticed Jake staring at him as well. He awkwardly stared back at him. What was he thinking? Asking you to be his boyfriend in front of your actual boyfriend. But he needed to tell you everything, needed to at least get his feelings out. Things were so much different than they were before and he wanted to grow from those experiences. All for you.

“Well, then I guess you’ll just have to be punished then.” Jake said, you and Heeseung turned towards him, confused.

“Wh-what do you mean?” You stared at Jake, he smirked a little. “You know exactly what I mean. Take control of him. Show him if he wants to stay with you, with us. He needs to listen to every single word you say.”

Heeseung was shocked, he stared at the both of you. Dumbfounded. You turned back towards Heeseung, the deer nervously swallowed as you thought about what Jake said for a moment.

“H-he’s right…” You blushed, looking at Heeseung. “Do everything I say and maybe… I’ll let you be with us.” You said, Heeseung’s cheeks were red. He watched as Jake shut the door behind him, whispering in his ear from behind. “You ever been with a guy before?” He asked him, Heeseung’s face was red as he glared at the dog hybrid.

“N-no… Fuck off.” He spoke competitively, your hand leading him to your bedroom. The last place he expected to be that day. He didn’t and couldn’t resist you as you made him lay on the bed. He couldn’t possibly care that he had to share you anymore, he just needed to prove who was the best to you. Besides, he was always your number one since elementary school, that’s what gave him the upper hand. He was going to prove his love for you no matter what it took.

He watched as you and Jake locked lips in front of him, both of you standing on your knees on the bed in front of him. His eyes filled with jealousy as he watched you two exchange heated kisses, making out passionately in front of him. He impatiently shifted himself in the bed, making you pull your lips from Jake’s and turn towards him. “Jealous, aren’t you?” You smirked at him, you being dominant? He was fuming... In the best way possible.

Heeseung’s eyes could kill, his stare was impenetrable as Jake started to unbutton your uniform top, your hands undoing the dog hybrid’s messy tie. As your top fell off, he noticed your beautiful breasts only covered by the fabric of your bra. And as mesmerizing as that already was, Jake pulled off his buttoned up shirt to reveal his abs.

Heeseung had never felt any vibes towards the same gender before, well, not until he finally acknowledged them. He was jealous, wanted to grab you and kiss you himself. But he was becoming almost playfully competitive with the dog hybrid. He licked his lips, loosening his tie, the heat in the room between you three becoming too much. He watched as your hands ran through Jake’s hair, his hands sliding down to your skirt and pulling it down for you. His hands groping and grabbing at your ass as you kissed him in your bra and panties.

As you tossed your blouse and skirt aside, Jake unbuttoned the pants of his uniform and his uniform top and pulled them both off throwing them onto the floor. Leaving the two of you in only your undergarments. Heeseung’s eyes didn’t know where to look while you two continued to kiss, you climbed onto Jake’s lap and he unclipped your bra, letting it fall onto the bed. Heeseung couldn’t keep his eyes off your breasts, he wanted to be Jake as he squeezed and groped them while kissing you.

His cock was growing hard inside his pants, growing and poking a tent in the pants of his uniform. His breath hitched, you turned towards him, seeing how turned on he was. You smirked at him.

“Heeseung~” You spoke, he sat upright as soon as he heard his name. Eager and ready for anything you asked him to do. You smirked at him as you pulled down your soaking laced panties, tossing them off the bed, exposing your pussy to him and parting your folds so he could get a good look. He swallowed nervously, wanting so badly to just remove all his clothes and fuck you right then and there.

“Eat me out, Hee…” You spoke, your cheeks flustered. He swallowed, but quickly laid between your legs, his warm breath against your core as he coated one of his fingers in your wetness. He placed his tongue on your clit, Jake watching as you moaned softly. Heeseung inserted another finger inside of you as he licked your clit desperately, his fingers thrusting into you at a steady pace, making your cunt leak around his digits and onto the sheets of your bed.

Jake was now sitting beside you, pulling down his boxers to reveal his aching hard length. You didn't hesitate to grab his cock, stroking him as he stared down at your beautiful body. Your chest heaving up and down as Heeseung’s kisses went down to your hole now, sticking his tongue inside of you and using his soaked fingers to rub your clit at a fast pace. His tongue pushed inside you deliciously, your cunt gushing and your eyes rolling back.

“A-ah… Heeseung f-fuck—“ You moaned, this made him smirk against your pussy. Moving faster, knowing what you liked best now he wasn’t going to stop. Jake’s cock pushed against your lips, pushing past them you let his cock inside your mouth.

Your thighs were already trembling, a signal to Jake and Heeseung since they both knew that meant you were close. Heeseung spread your legs wider with one of his hands, Jake’s hand on your other leg to keep it spread. Just like that, you were coming around Heeseung’s tongue, he pulled his tongue out and used his fingers to quickly fuck your pussy. Making you cum more, it was amazing. Your pussy gushing and creaming around his fingers. He was mesmirized by the sight, along with Jake who’s cock throbbed inside of your mouth as your moans muffled around him.

You didn’t even have to ask, Heeseung already was cleaning off his fingers and the essence with you by licking your cum off his fingers. You blushed and barely had a second to breathe before Jake had turned your body towards him, his reddened tip pushed up against your tight entrance.

“J-Jake…” You whined out, Heeseung watched as you were taken from his hands. His cock was aching against his pants as Jake’s cock aligned with your soaking core.

Heeseung was unbuttoning his blouse, leaning down to kiss you as Jake’s tip teased your cunt. When his lips met with yours, you whined softly. Kissing him back before Jake pulled Heeseung away from your lips, grabbing onto his neck. He growled at the dog hybrid angrily. Before suddenly Jake’s hand pulled him into a kiss, Heeseung’s eyes widening as Jake tasted you on his mouth. When he finally pulled away, Heeseung was shocked.

“Mm~ you taste just like our princess.” He spoke, a trail of saliva leaving Heeseung’s lips from Jake’s. “Don’t you, prince?” Heeseung’s cheeks were red as Jake spoke. You watched as Jake started to push inside of you, his tip becoming engulfed by your insides. To yours and Jake’s surprise, Heeseung dove back in, kissing Jake’s lips passionately as Jake slid deep inside of you slowly, making you moan out loudly from the stretch inside of you.

Jake pulled away from his lips, staring at him. “What are you waiting for? Our girl is aching for more dick.” He said, Heeseung looked towards you as you whined desperately. “Put it in her mouth…” He spoke, the sight of you was too much. He quickly unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down quickly before letting his hard cock rest on your cheek. You whimpered softly, Jake bottomed out inside of you, now starting to thrust at a slow but hard pace. The lewd sloppy sounds filling the room, Heeseung’s dick throbbed against you as you took the tip in your mouth, his head falling backwards.

“Mm, such a slut for us aren’t you?” Jake teased your clit with his thumb as he fucked you hard, making you cry around Heeseung’s dick as he shoved his size down your throat. Your eyes watered, but you didn’t hold back. You took his whole size, moaning on his cock as Jake fucked you, the vibrations adding onto the sensation of your throat squeezing Heeseung’s cock, making him groan.

“Always been a slut for dick…” Heeseung growled, your pussy tightening around Jake. “Mm, tightening around me. She loves being degraded Heeseung.” He said, Heeseung thrusting into your throat and then grabbing a handful of your hair, you choked on his cock. Your pussy leaking around Jake’s cock as he moved at a unrelenting pace inside of you, speeding up more and more by the second.

“You have tears streaming down your face, yet you still look like you need more.” Heeseung smirked at you, your breasts bouncing as Jake pounded you. “Say it.” Jake growled, smacking your ass. “Say you need more.”

You cried softly, whimpering and whining underneath them. “N-need… N-need more!” You managed to cry out, making Heeseung smirk and move faster inside of your throat. Jake moved faster as well, if that was even possible, balls slapping against your ass as he rubbed your clit in quick circles, your impending orgasm falling over you. Your thighs trembled as Jake’s cock was pushed from out of your pussy, you became too tight as you started to squirt. Jake rubbed your clit violently as you continued to squirt, Jake and Heeseung both staring at the spurts of it squirting out of you.

“Good girl… Fuck.” Heeseung stared down at the mess you made, along with Jake. “So good baby…” Jake added, rubbing your clit gently again, making your body twitch. They knew you were overstimulated, but didn’t care. They needed you. Wanted to use you. Heeseung stood by Jake as he parted your folds, revealing your aching hole to them. You whined softly, Jake pulled your hips towards Heeseung as he aligned himself with your entrance. Soaked in your squirt and wetness.

“H-Hee~” You whined, Jake shushing you and grabbing one of your legs to part you wider as Heeseung’s cock slipped deep inside of you. You moaned out loudly, and then you felt Jake’s cock starting to prod against your already stuffed and stretched hole. Your face turned red, you cried out loudly. “T-too much…” You whimpered, Jake already pushing the tip inside along with Heeseung’s cock.

“Mmh, cmon’ baby. You can take it.” Jake sweet talked you, his cock only pressing forward into your cunt. The burn was intense, but you swallowed and attempted to take them both inside. Your tear stained cheeks being coated with a new layer of fresh tears. “Relax baby… You can do it.” Heeseung spoke, caressing your other thigh gently as Jake held the opposite one open.

You squeezed your eyes shut as Jake pushed in all the way, the two cocks started to move in tandem in and out of your pussy slowly. You cried out, pain slowly turning into a pleasure that you craved. You whined and sobbed as both their big thick cocks pounded you. Heeseung’s hand caressed one of your breasts, squeezing your nipple as Jake started to rub your clit while they fucked you. You moaned loudly, how did this even happen? How the hell did they even fit? You didn’t know, but all you could think about in that moment was wanting all of their cum inside of you. Every last drop.

“So damn tight, fuck.” Heeseung cursed, squeezing your nipple harder. Making you squirm on their cocks. Heeseung and Jake’s dicks were leaking of precum inside of you that was no match for the wetness and squirt from your pussy that already lubricated your insides and their cocks as they pounded into you.

“N-need you…” You spoke, Jake squeezing your thigh with the opposite hand that wasn’t rubbing your clit. “Use your words.” Jake spoke, your eyes rolling back as he smacked your ass hard.

“N-need…” You whimpered, panting softly and looking up at both of them. “N-need your cum inside me! A-all of it…” You blushed. This drove Heeseung and Jake crazy. The way you looked at them, how desperate you were. They were ready for you right then and there. Cocks rubbing together as their impending release spurted out inside you, long thick spurts that filled your womb to the brim. You moaned out, they moaned in sync with your own moans as you became filled with their semen.

After a moment, Heeseung and Jake finally pulled out. Cum started to leak from your aching, overstimulated cunt. You panted softly, trying to catch your breath. You were so fucked out.

“Baby…” Heeseung climbed over top of you, your eyes opened too see the flustered Heeseung in front of you. His tip pushing up against your swollen entrance. You whimpered softly, Jake helping spread your legs wider again.

As he pushed inside you, your body felt too tired to do anything other than lie there. Your cunt gripping around his cock tightly, your eyes submissive as he pushed all the way inside. You whined, your hands trembling as Heeseung started to fuck you. Drool ran down your lips and chin, Jake watching Heeseung’s hips as he pounded you in just the right angle to have you creaming on his cock.

You were moaning; it was still good. It was all just too much. You continued to grip around him as he thrusted inside of you, your legs and thighs shaking. Heeseung confidently placed his lips on Jake’s the two making out as Heeseung’s thrusts got sloppier and sloppier.

“Mmh..” Jake purred against Heeseung’s lips. “She’s close again.” Jake said, rubbing your clit with one of his hands. You gasped out in pleasure, moving your hips up and down as you tightened around Heeseung’s cock, threatening to push him out, but he pushed through.

“C-coming fuck! C-coming again…” You yelled, crying and whimpering. “Good girl… Squirt on Heeseung’s cock.” Jake spoke, you moaned as you tightened more around Heeseung’s cock, your squirt spilling out onto the sheets and all around Heeseung’s cock and stomach. The two men groaned audibly, Heeseung spilling another one of his loads into the deepest part of your cunt. Filling your womb.

Heeseung then pulled out, being replaced by none other than Jake’s hard thick cock. Slowly pushing into your overstimulated mess, you were tighter than ever. Jake taking this to his advantage as he grabbed both your breasts with his hands, stuffing you with his cock and cockwarming you until you were a whimpering crying mess.

“Want me too fuck you baby? Mm?” Jake smirked at you, deliciously thrusting before stopping again inside of you. You nodded frantically, you were overstimulated but you needed more. Needed to squirt again for them. “P-please Jake, want your cum. Wanna squirt for you… P-please!” You yelled pathetically, Jake smirking at you and then starting to pound you as fast as his hips could move.

Jake pounded your g-spot until you were squirting all over his cock, tightening so hard around him making him grip onto your ass cheeks harder as he let you squirt on him over and over again.

It was pure ecstasy. Jake letting you ride out every single one of your orgasms, a pool off squirt underneath you and more and more flooding out of you and onto Heeseung’s hand as he rubbed your clit quickly and Jake’s cock as he pounded you relentlessly. You saw stars. Your pussy had never felt better before. The two men were mesmerized by your squirting pussy tightening so much around Jake’s dick until he finally came undone again.

“F-fuck… You’re milking me Y/n, ahh…” Jake cursed, your tight pussy keeping him deep inside as he spilled thick spurts of cum into your womb. You panted, Jake fell over top of you, holding you. So did Heeseung. The two males held you close, the two males that would protect you from anything. Love you relentlessly no matter what. In that moment you’d never felt safer.

Jake the dog hybrid and Heeseung the deer hybrid. Your two boyfriends that would stick by your side no matter what obstacles they had to face or what weird looks people would give them for both holding your hand in public. They were just happy to be with you.

tags: @angelchoerry111

[hooniehon]

⭑ ﹒LIL STEPSIS ⎯ LHS x SJY

✤ pairings. heeseung jake x fem!reader . 18+

warnings. ✤ stepcest noncon 3some degradation slapping double vaginal penetration praise clit stimulation mean dom!heeseung soft (??) dom!jake lmk if i forgot smth!

don’t like it don’t read it.

WORD COUNT ˳ 2k

the one were you couldn’t wait but have a night out with the date you found online to finally have a day alone without your creep perverted step brothers, but of course it didn’t go well.

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“where do you think you’re going dressed like that?” heeseung questions, pausing whatever he and jake were watching on the television ⎯ heeseung has an annoyed expression on his face cause who are you trying to impress wearing such a sexy dress? whereas jake just scans your whole body with no shame, biting down on his plump lips.

your step brothers became 10x more annoying then they already were since your parents went to this 1 whole month cruise ship trip. that meant that you were going to be stuck with those two, you honestly didn’t think it would be that bad but oh brother were you wrong.. ⎯ all you ever felt was them staring you down like perverted creeps, you didn’t even feel comfortable to wear normal pyjama shorts in your own house it was that bad, cause all they would just do is stare at your exposed legs and have their teeth biting down their lips.

wanting to not deal with that anymore you decide to go on a little date with the guy you recently met on this dating app. wanting nothing more but have a nice day without those two perverts staring you down like you’re some piece of meat. ⎯ to go out of course you had to come up with your best outfit, wearing a tight short black dress a pair of black heels and some cute accessories. ⎯ you didn’t have time for their bullshit trying to walk as fast as you can to go to the door but of course it was too late.

“what do you mean can’t i go out anymore or what?” you say scrunching your eyebrows from the annoying question he asked. ⎯ “you know your mom asked us to take care of you while they’re gone right? i have every right to ask you a simple question don’t i?..” he says slowly making his way to the door to face you. ⎯

jake can’t help but follow his brothers steps just to accompany him.

“i’m just going outside to hangout.” you argue back, rolling your eyes from annoyance. he’s not even your real brother why is he acting so possessive over you like he owns you? you can’t help but feel icky whenever he does that ⎯ “with who?” jake jumps in out of curiosity. “that’s none of you guys business i’m a grown woman i don’t need to tell anything to you guys!” ⎯ heeseung cant help but feel more annoyed from your bitchy attitude, slowly losing his patience.

“just answer the fucking question its not that hard.” he growls out from pure annoyance. you flinch at the sudden attitude he gives you. ⎯ “like i said it’s none of your business now leave me the fuck alone for fucks sake!” you yell out and that was heeseung’s last straw.

he grabs you by your wrist nearly bruising you with his grip and drags you all the way back to the living room pushing you down on the couch. jake quickly follows after the older one, making his way to stand next to heeseung to look at your dress that started to bunch up your hips ⎯ revealing your white lace panties. he already felt his cock hardening at the delicious sight.

“l-let go of me you bastard!” you try to fight back by trying to push hands off of you but of course you got overpowered. ⎯ heeseung being long annoyed by your irritating attitude he gives your cheek a hard slap, trying to shut you up for once. “ouch!” you cry out from the harsh stinging feeling. ⎯ “first you want to go out dressing like a cheap slut and now you want to fight me off? if you want to be treated like a bitch i’ll treat you like one.” he spits out.

the older signals jake to sit on the couch next to where you were thrown so he could put you on his lap. ⎯ jake quickly gets ahold of your arms and presses his lips to your ear. “don’t try to fight back cause you know it’s not going to bring you anywhere sweetie.” he whispers and gives kisses to your earlobe, lowering down to do the same on your neck. ⎯ heeseung goes back between your legs and takes off your heels to take ahold of your legs that were trying to push him off of you. ⎯ he then bunches your dress up more to your waist and eyes your soaked white lace panties. ⎯ “are you sure you’re not enjoying this mhm? look at how fucking wet you are.” he says with a satisfied smirk. giving your pussy harsh slaps ⎯ you yelp at the pain, trying to push your hips away from him but all that did was make more friction between your ass and jake’s cock.

you can already feel his hard cock pulsing on your ass and can’t help but feel utterly disgusted by it. your stepbrothers taking advantage of you. ⎯ jake begins to press his lips against your ears to whisper something again for the second time. “just be a good girl for us and take whatever we give you okay?” ⎯ you push your head away from him to face the other side and he grabs your jaw roughly to make you look up at him again.

“like i said, be a good girl and just take it.” he announces again, his face giving you a warning. he begins to then pull down the straps of your dress bunching it to your waist, fast forward he also gets rid of your bra and begins pinching your nipples. ⎯ you try to suppress your whimpers by biting your lips harshly, nearly drawing out blood. ⎯ while all that happened heeseung took off your panties and began to unbuckle his belt.

“pl-please no, don’t do this to me” you sob out, tears daring to drop from your waterline, jake and heeseung give each other a look and both let out a laugh from how helpless you sound. ⎯ “if you just participate with us it’ll not hurt baby.” heeseung tries to reassure you, bringing his hands to pinch your cheek.

“hee let me fuck her first pleaseee.” jake basically whines from horniness, getting tired of having to rub his dick all over your ass the whole time. ⎯ “fuck no just wait till i’m done” heeseung says rubbing his thumb over his tip to smear his precum all over his dick, slowly pumping it. jake groans out in frustration and throws his head back.

you on the other hand just feel small between them arguing over whoever gets to be in you first. “you know what lets just both fuck her at the same time.” heeseung announces with a grin and you felt like your heart sunk down to your ass from what he said. ⎯ “w-what no! i didn’t agree on that!?” you scream out trying to fight them off again but as you do that you can only hear them chuckle at you again. you’re stupid for thinking you can really fight them off. “well we don’t give a fuck about what you think so just shut the fuck up and take it like the whore you are.” the older warns you. ⎯ jake slowly lifts you up from his lap so he can take of his sweatpants and underwear at the same time and your jaw dropped from how big they both are. jake noticed the expression on your face and leaves out a chuckle. ⎯ “don’t worry baby we’ll fit in just perfectly.” the younger says while stroking his dick up and down with a groan

you then can feel jake’s hands going up & down your waist while heeseung’s are on your face bringing yours to his to kiss you. ⎯ you don’t even bother to return the kiss, just scrunching your face from how rough he was kissing your plump lips. ⎯ he bites your lip signaling you to open your mouth so he can dive more in your wet cavern. ⎯ he begins to explore your mouth, sucking your tongue roughly.

while that was happening jake slowly got ahold of your hips to lower yourself on his hard cock, your tight wet hole making contact with his red tip. jake hisses at the contact of feeling your warm pussy on him and begins to lower you on his dick. heeseung follows you, still exploring your mouth with his tongue. you squeal at the sudden intrusion, jake can’t help but moan out loud, feeling you clench so hard on him.

“woah f-fuuuck sweetie calm down, your clenching so hard on me.” ⎯ heeseung finally leaves your mouth alone and beams at the sight of you making an uncomfortable expression. “h-hyung she’s practically squeezing me i don’t think we’ll both fit in her..” the younger moans out again. ⎯ “we’ll make it fit.” is the last thing heeseung said before he went on his knees to stimulate your clit, rubbing quick circles on it, you let out a moan from the amazing feeling making them both smirk. ⎯ “shit, hyung if you don’t get in her now i’m going to fuck her all by myself.” jake whimpers, and that was all it took for heeseung to slightly get up and push himself in you too. ⎯ you could feel both of their cocks throbbing between your gushing walls and gasped from how full you felt.

“a-aghh fuck!” you scream from the painful stretch, throwing your head back at jake’s shoulder. ⎯ jake slowly pulls out and slams right back in again with full force, making you let out a high pitched moan. ⎯ “of course she’s enjoying it like the cockslut she is.” heeseung grits. ⎯ you felt so overwhelmed by their sweaty bodies rubbing against you.

they then both began plunging in you, thrusting roughly in your tight wet pussy. ⎯ all you could hear around you were their moans and groans from how good you felt around them. “fuuuckk this pussy’s so good” heeseung moaned out from pleasure, throwing his head back while his hand makes way to your face giving light taps on your cheeks. ⎯ all you could do is whimper, being tired of having to suppress them from shame.

“baby loves being full of her 2 stepbrothers doesn’t she mhm?” jake remarks while having a awfully annoying smirk on his face. you shake your head fast not wanting to feed in their delusions. “oh stop trying to lie you know damn well you love this.” jake says, his hand making way to your clit, rubbing it harshly which makes you let out another moan. “see?”

“shit i’m so f-fucking close.” heeseung let’s out while thrusting much more roughly. his hand going to your throat to choke you “gonna cum all over you.” he states, tightening his grip around your throat. “a-agh!” you whimpered from how close you were.

they could both feel how close you were and that gave their ego a boost, thrusting in you like their lives depended on it. “fuck yeah be a good bitch and come on our cocks.” heeseung says.

you don’t even like being called names like that but that was all it took for you to cum on both their dicks. covering your hand to your mouth to make it look like you just didn’t moan so hard. “y-you did so well for us.” jake praises you while his hands are still bruising your hips from the grip he leaves on them. he grabs your hips tighter, signaling how close he is but heeseung grabs you off him and manhandles you on your knees before him grabbing the back of your hair for leverage. you and jake both hiss from the loss of contact and jake huffs an annoying groan, but decides to keep his mouth shut. “f-fuck agh, gonna cum all over this pretty face.” he announces as white ropes spurt all across your face. you couldn’t even process everything from how fast he made you go on your knees. you then get turned around by jake, still being on your knees as he jerks his cock off to leave his release on your face too. “mhphhh!” jake whimpers out as his release spurts on your face too.

heeseung grabs you by the hair again to make your wobbly legs stand up and gives your lips a peck.

“such a good lil stepsis for us.”

it’s finally outtt!!! 🥹

[heevangell]

Friction

pairing: heeseung × fem!reader

Genre: enemies to lovers • neighbor au

SYNOPSIS: dry humping becomes your secret war crime—grinding against each other like it’s punishment, like it’s revenge, like neither of you can stop until one of you breaks....

WARNING: 18+ MDNI • very explicit sexual content • dry humping • shower sex -rough unprotected sex (fiction—wrap it irl) • if “hate sex that turns into something unnameable” isn’t your thing, scroll past. read at your own risk

You never thought moving into a quiet suburban apartment building would turn your life into a battlefield, but then again, you never anticipated a neighbor like Lee Heeseung.

It started the day you moved in. Boxes piled high in the hallway, sweat dripping down your back from hauling everything up the stairs alone. The elevator was out—again, apparently—and you were cursing under your breath when the door next to yours swung open.

He stood there, tall and lean, with messy dark hair falling into his eyes and a hoodie slung low over his hips. He looked like he hadn't slept in days, but the annoyance in his gaze was sharp.

"You're blocking the hall," he said flatly, arms crossed.

You blinked, mid-lift of a heavy box. "I'm moving in. Give me five minutes."

"Five minutes? You've been at it for an hour. Some of us have lives."

You set the box down harder than necessary, straightening up to face him. He was handsome in a frustrating way—sharp jaw, full lips twisted in a smirk—but his attitude ruined it.

"And some of us are trying to start one," you shot back. "If the elevator worked, I wouldn't be here."

He rolled his eyes. "It's been broken for weeks. Welcome to the building."

With that, he slammed his door shut.

Asshole.

That was six months ago. Since then, the war had escalated. Heeseung worked odd hours—something in music production, you gathered from the faint beats leaking through the thin walls at 2 a.m. You'd bang on the wall, he'd turn it up louder. You'd accidentally leave your laundry in the shared machines too long; he'd dump it on the floor. Petty notes under doors: "Turn it down" from you, "Get earplugs" from him.

You hated him. Hated how he sauntered down the hall like he owned the place, how he'd hold the lobby door for everyone except you, how his cologne lingered in the elevator like a taunt.

But mostly, you hated how he got under your skin. How, in quiet moments, you'd catch yourself wondering what was behind that smug exterior. If he ever let anyone in.

No. He was just a prick. End of story.

One rainy afternoon, you trudged home from your graphic design job, soaked from a sudden downpour. The lobby was empty, thank God—no run-ins today. You hit the elevator button, praying it worked for once.

It dinged open. And there he was.

Heeseung leaned against the back wall, phone in hand, earbuds in. He glanced up, saw you, and his expression soured.

"Great," he muttered, loud enough to hear over the music.

You stepped in, ignoring him, pressing the button for your floor. The doors closed, trapping you in the small space with him. His scent—clean, woodsy—filled the air, mixing with the dampness of your clothes.

The elevator lurched upward, then shuddered to a stop between floors. The lights flickered.

"No," you whispered, jabbing the buttons. Nothing.

Heeseung pulled out an earbud. "What did you do?"

"Me? I didn't do anything! This piece of shit breaks every week."

He sighed, pressing the emergency button. A staticky voice responded: "Maintenance is on another call. It'll be 30 minutes."

"Fuck," you both said in unison.

You slid down the wall, sitting on the floor. He stayed standing, arms crossed, staring at the doors like they offended him.

"This is your fault," he said after a minute.

"How is it my fault?"

"You probably overloaded it with all your attitude."

You laughed bitterly. "Oh, please. If anyone's heavy, it's your ego."

He glanced down at you, something unreadable in his eyes. "You know, for someone who complains about noise, you're pretty loud yourself."

"Says the guy who blasts music at midnight."

"It's my job. I produce tracks. What do you do, besides annoy me?"

"Graphic design. And I do it quietly, unlike some people."

Silence fell, thick and uncomfortable. The elevator was warm, your wet clothes clinging to your skin. You shifted, aware of how your shirt stuck transparently in places.

Heeseung's gaze flicked down, then away quickly. "You're soaked."

"No shit."

He shrugged off his hoodie, tossing it at you. "Here. Cover up."

You caught it, surprised. It was warm, smelled like him. "Why?"

"Because I don't want to stare at... that."

You looked down—your bra faintly visible through the wet fabric. Heat rushed to your cheeks. You pulled the hoodie on, the oversized fit swallowing you.

"Thanks," you mumbled.

He slid down the opposite wall, knees almost touching yours in the small space. "Don't get used to it."

You rolled your eyes, but the tension shifted. Less hostile. More... aware.

"So," he said after a while, "why do you hate me so much?"

"I don't hate you. I hate living next to you."

"Same difference."

You sighed. "You started it. That first day, you were a dick."

"I was tired. Long night in the studio."

"Excuses."

He ran a hand through his hair. "Fine. Sorry."

You blinked. "What?"

"I'm sorry. For being a dick."

The apology hung there. You hadn't expected it.

"Okay. Apology accepted. And... sorry for the banging on walls."

He smirked faintly. "You bang pretty hard."

The words came out wrong. Your eyes widened. His did too.

"I mean—the wall," he corrected quickly, cheeks flushing.

You laughed—a real one. He joined in, the sound low and surprising.

The elevator jolted back to life, doors opening on your floor.

You stood, handing back his hoodie. "Truce?"

He took it, fingers brushing yours. "Maybe."

The truce lasted a week. Then, at 1 a.m., the music started again.

You groaned, pulling on a robe, storming to his door. You knocked—hard.

He opened it, shirtless, sweatpants low on his hips. Headphones around his neck.

"What?"

"Turn it down."

"I'm working."

"And I'm trying to sleep."

He stepped aside. "Come in. See what I'm doing."

You hesitated, then entered. His apartment was a mirror of yours but messier—equipment everywhere, screens glowing with waveforms.

He sat at his desk, playing a track. It was good—moody, electronic, with a haunting melody.

"See? Not just noise."

"It's still loud."

He adjusted the volume. "Better?"

You nodded, lingering. "You're talented."

He looked up, surprised. "Thanks."

Your eyes dropped to his bare chest, the way muscles shifted under skin. He noticed.

"Like what you see?"

You scoffed. "In your dreams."

But as you left, you felt his gaze on your back.

The encounters escalated. Bumping into each other in the laundry room, arguments over whose turn it was turning into charged silences. Him holding the door for you one day, you thanking him with a reluctant smile.

Then, the power outage.

The building went dark on a stormy night. Candles flickered in your apartment, but boredom set in. A knock at your door.

Heeseung, with a flashlight. "My place is freezing. Yours have heat?"

"The whole building's out."

He sighed. "Can I wait here? I brought beer."

You let him in. Sat on the couch, sharing drinks by candlelight.

Conversation flowed—surprisingly easy. He talked about music, how he left a stable job to pursue it. You shared your design passion, the freelance gigs that kept you up late too.

"You're not as bad as I thought," he admitted.

"Ditto."

The beer warmed you. The space between you shrank.

It started innocent enough—a shared laugh over a stupid story from his childhood, the candlelight casting shadows that made his eyes look deeper, more intense. You leaned in to grab your beer from the table, and suddenly his face was too close. The air crackled.

Heeseung's hand had come up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers lingering on your jaw. "You know," he said softly, voice rough from the alcohol, "for someone I can't stand, you're always on my mind."

You'd meant to retort, to throw back something sharp, but instead, your lips met his. It was electric—pent-up frustration pouring out in the way your mouths crashed together. His hands gripped your waist, pulling you onto his lap without breaking the kiss. You straddled him, fingers tangling in his hair, tugging just hard enough to make him groan into your mouth.

The storm raged outside, thunder rumbling as if echoing the pounding of your heart. His hips bucked up instinctively, and you felt the hard length of him press against you through your thin leggings. A gasp escaped you, and he swallowed it, his tongue sliding against yours with a hunger that matched your own.

You ground down, experimental, and he broke the kiss with a curse. "Shit, do that again."

You did, rolling your hips slowly, feeling the friction build. His head fell back against the couch, eyes half-lidded as he watched you. "You're trying to kill me."

"Good," you whispered, leaning down to bite his neck lightly. He hissed, hands sliding under your shirt to grip your bare skin.

The power came back on suddenly, lights flickering to life. You both froze, the moment shattered. You scrambled off him, cheeks burning.

"That didn't happen," you said, straightening your clothes.

Heeseung ran a hand through his hair, breathing uneven. "Right."

But it had. And it changed everything.

The next day, you avoided the hallway. But fate—or the shitty building management—had other plans. The laundry room, midday. You were loading your machine when he walked in, basket in hand.

"Avoiding me?" he asked, voice casual but eyes sharp.

"No. Busy."

He set his basket down, crowding you against the machine. "Liar."

Before you could respond, his mouth was on yours again. Hot, demanding. You pushed him back, but your hands fisted in his shirt, pulling him closer.

"We hate each other," you gasped between kisses.

"Yeah," he agreed, lifting you onto the dryer. "Hate this too."

His hands slid up your thighs, thumbs pressing into the sensitive skin. You wrapped your legs around him, grinding against the growing bulge in his jeans. He thrust forward, the denim rough against your core, sending sparks through you.

"Fuck, you feel good," he muttered, lips on your collarbone.

You arched, chasing more. The machine vibrated beneath you, adding to the sensation. His movements were rhythmic, controlled—each roll of his hips hitting just right.

"Don't stop," you breathed.

He didn't. Faster, harder, until you were trembling, close.

Then the door opened—another neighbor. You shoved him away, hopping down, face flaming.

Heeseung adjusted himself, smirking. "To be continued."

You glared, but your body betrayed you, aching for more.

The pattern continued.

Each time, clothes stayed on. It was the rule—unspoken, but firm. Dry humping became your secret vice, the line you toed without crossing. It was safe. Intense. Addictive.

But the enmity didn't fade. Arguments still flared—over parking spots, mail mix-ups, his "accidental" bumps in the lobby.

One evening, after a particularly bad day at work, you snapped. His music was thumping through the wall again.

You pounded on his door. He opened it, shirtless, sweat glistening like he'd been working out.

"What now?"

"Turn it off!"

"Make me."

You pushed past him, into his apartment, reaching for the speaker. He grabbed your wrist, spinning you against the wall.

"Always so bossy," he growled.

You kissed him first this time—angry, desperate. He responded in kind, hands pinning yours above your head, body flush against you.

You hooked a leg around his waist, pulling him closer. He ground into you, the friction delicious through your skirt and his sweats.

"Yes," you moaned.

He released your hands, gripping your thighs instead, lifting you slightly to align better. The wall supported you as he thrust, each movement sending waves of pleasure.

"You're so fucking stubborn," he panted.

"And you're an asshole—oh God, there."

He hit the spot repeatedly, dry humping with precision. Your skirt rode up, panties soaked, but no skin contact.

"Come for me," he demanded, voice low.

You did—shuddering, crying out. He followed, groaning, warmth spreading through his pants.

He set you down, both breathless.

"This has to stop," you said, fixing your clothes.

"Then stop coming over."

You left, but you both knew you wouldn't.

THE building-wide water shutoff.

No showers for 24 hours.

You were desperate, knocking on his door with a towel and shampoo.

"Please. Let me use yours."

He raised an eyebrow. "What's in it for me?"

"Anything. Just—please."

He let you in. You showered quickly, emerging in a robe.

He was waiting, eyes dark.

"Anything?" he echoed.

You nodded, the tension palpable.

He pulled you to his bedroom—first time there. Pushed you onto the bed gently.

You pulled him down, straddling him. The robe parted slightly, but stayed tied.

You ground down, feeling him through thin layers. He bucked up, hands on your hips guiding the rhythm.

It was slower this time—exploratory.

"You're driving me crazy," he admitted.

"Good."

But as the pleasure built, the hate melted. His touches softened, eyes held yours longer.

When you came, it was intense—waves crashing, his name on your lips.The air felt thicker now—humid with sweat, charged with everything you’d both been holding back for months.

Your robe hung loosely around your shoulders, the tie barely knotted anymore after all the grinding. Heeseung’s sweats were pushed low on his hips, the waistband dark with damp spots where you’d pressed against him too hard, too long.

Neither of you spoke for a long second. Just heavy breathing. His chest rose and fell under your palms; your thighs trembled from how tightly you’d been clenching around nothing.

Heeseung’s fingers flexed on your hips, thumbs brushing the sensitive skin just under the robe’s hem.

“Still wanna stop?” he asked, voice gravel-rough. The question sounded almost like a dare.

You looked down at him—lips swollen, pupils blown, hair sticking to his forehead—and something inside you snapped clean in half.

“No,” you said.

Your hands moved before your brain caught up. You yanked the robe’s tie open. The fabric slid off your shoulders and pooled around your knees on the mattress. Cool air hit your bare skin; you shivered once.

Heeseung inhaled sharply through his nose. His gaze dragged over you like he was trying to memorize every inch at once—breasts, stomach, the slick shine already visible between your thighs.

“Fuck,” he breathed. One word, reverent and wrecked.

You didn’t give him time to recover.

You shoved at his chest until he fell flat on his back. His sweats came down in one rough tug—cock springing free, flushed dark and leaking at the tip. You didn’t bother with teasing anymore. You straddled him properly this time, knees bracketing his hips, and lined him up.

The first slide in was brutal.

No slow stretch. No gentle easing. You sank down hard, taking him to the hilt in one go. The stretch burned—good burn, the kind that made your eyes water and your nails dig crescent moons into his pecs.

Heeseung’s head snapped back against the pillow. A choked, guttural sound tore out of him—half curse, half moan.

“Shit—fuck—too tight—”

You didn’t let him adjust.

You started moving immediately—fast, punishing rolls of your hips. Every downward slam punched a grunt out of him. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room, obscene and loud enough to drown out the faint hum of the city outside.

His hands flew to your ass, gripping hard enough to bruise. He didn’t guide you—he just held on like he was afraid you’d disappear if he let go.

“You’ve been thinking about this,” you panted, grinding down in tight circles that made him swear under his breath. “Every time we fought. Every time you heard me through the wall.”

Heeseung’s eyes snapped open—dark, feral.

“Every fucking night,” he gritted out. “Jerked off imagining you riding me like this. Hating me. Wanting me anyway.”

The confession hit like a slap. You clenched around him involuntarily.

He bucked up hard in response, meeting your next drop with a thrust that made stars burst behind your eyelids.

“Harder,” you demanded.

He obeyed.

His hips snapped up viciously now—deep, punishing strokes that knocked the air out of your lungs. You braced your hands on his chest, nails scraping red lines down his skin. He hissed at the sting but fucked up into you even rougher.

The bedframe rattled against the wall. You didn’t care if the neighbors heard. Let them hear.

One of his hands left your ass and slid up to wrap around the back of your neck, pulling you down until your mouths crashed together. It wasn’t a kiss—it was teeth and tongue and desperation. You bit his lower lip hard enough to taste copper; he groaned into your mouth and slammed up so deep you cried out against his lips.

“Gonna come,” he warned, voice shredded. “Fuck—can’t hold it—”

“Do it,” you hissed. “Inside. Now.”

That broke him.

Heeseung’s rhythm stuttered. His grip on your neck tightened, the other hand clamping your hip so hard you knew you’d have fingerprints tomorrow. He drove up one last time—deep, brutal—and came with a long, broken moan that vibrated through both of you. You felt him pulse inside, hot and thick, filling you until it leaked out around where you were still joined.

The sensation tipped you over.

You ground down once, twice, chasing the last sparks—and shattered. Your orgasm ripped through you, sharp and blinding. You clenched so hard around him he whimpered, hips jerking through the aftershocks even though he was already spent.

You collapsed forward onto his chest. Both of you were shaking, slick with sweat, hearts hammering against each other.

For several long minutes, neither of you moved. Just ragged breathing and the slow drip of his release leaking out of you.

Eventually he rasped, “Shower?”

You laughed weakly against his throat. “Yeah. Shower.”

He helped you off him—careful now, almost tender. You both winced when he slipped out; the sudden emptiness made you clench around nothing.

The bathroom light felt too bright after the dim bedroom. You both stepped under the spray without waiting for it to warm up fully. Cold water hit your overheated skin and you gasped; Heeseung cursed and turned the knob hotter.

Steam rose quickly. Water sluiced over his shoulders, down the red scratches you’d left on his chest. He looked ruined in the best way—hair plastered to his forehead, lips kiss-bruised, pupils still dilated.

You reached for the body wash. He caught your wrist before you could squeeze any out.

“Not yet,” he murmured.

He backed you against the tiled wall. The contrast of cold tile and hot water made you shiver. His mouth found your neck—open-mouthed kisses, teeth grazing.

“Again?” you asked, half-laughing, half-breathless.

Heeseung’s hand slid between your legs, fingers slipping through the mess he’d left inside you.

“Again,” he confirmed, voice low. “Can’t stop now.”

Two fingers pushed in easily—too easily. You were still swollen, sensitive, dripping with him. He curled them just right and your knees buckled.

He caught you with his free arm around your waist, holding you up while he worked you open again. Slow this time. Deliberate. Thumb circling your clit in lazy strokes that made your hips jerk.

“Look at me,” he said.

You did.

His eyes were softer now—still dark with want, but something else lived there too. Something you weren’t ready to name.

He kissed you under the spray—slower, deeper. Tongues sliding together like they’d done this forever.

When you were trembling again, thighs shaking, he pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his cock—hard again, impossibly fast for someone who’d just come so hard.

This time he lifted one of your legs, hooking it over his hip. The angle was deeper, dirtier.

Water pounded against your back as he thrust in—slow at first, letting you feel every inch, then faster. Harder.

You clung to his shoulders, nails digging in again. He fucked you like he was trying to imprint himself inside you—deep, relentless strokes that hit exactly where you needed.

“Say it,” he growled against your ear. “Say you want this.”

“I want it,” you gasped. “Want you—fuck—Heeseung—”

Hearing his name tipped him over the edge again.

He buried himself to the hilt and came with a shuddering groan, spilling hot inside you for the second time. The feeling—full, claimed—sent you crashing after him. You bit down on his shoulder to muffle your cry as you clenched and pulsed around him.

He held you through it, forehead pressed to yours, water running down both your faces.

When the aftershocks finally eased, he didn’t pull out right away. Just stood there holding you under the spray, breathing together.

Eventually he reached for the body wash. Squirted some into his palm. Washed you gently—careful between your legs, thumbs stroking soothing circles over the bruises he’d left on your hips.

You returned the favor—lathering his chest, tracing the red lines you’d scratched into his skin.

No words. Just quiet intimacy.

When the water started to cool, he turned it off. Grabbed towels. Dried you off like you were something precious, then let you dry him.

Back in the bedroom, you both collapsed onto the bed—clean sheets this time. He pulled you against his chest without asking. Your head tucked under his chin. His arm heavy across your waist.

You traced idle patterns on his collarbone.

“This doesn’t mean I like you,” you mumbled.

He huffed a laugh against your hair.

“Same.”

A beat of silence.

Then, quieter:

“…stay?”

You pressed a soft kiss to the hollow of his throat.

“Yeah.”

His grip tightened just a fraction.

Neither of you said anything else.

[sunoovamp]

LOVE ME HARDER

So what would I do if I can't figure it out? ..

.. You got to try, try, try again.