GUESS WHO'BACK..ya'll the cmsc mid exam humbled me….but AYYY ITS A TEXT FIC ALSO I MESSED UP THE SPELLING IN VINN'YS AND OWEN'S PART, ITS SUPPOSED TO SAY "SAY" not "saw" or "day"...i gotta include more chracters on my roster man.
Detail: You wanna peg your man
Mentions of smut, ooc prolly(definitely), Owen, Chris and Wooin being a freak, stuff like that…yk and spelling mistakes....mb chat, windbreaker men x Gn!reader if u have a dick u can imagine t says ur not using a strap...
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shameless smut. overstim. dumbification (sorta). needy!reader. big dick Jay. wrote this on my school computer btw lmao
You used to be so shy.
The kind of girl who’d flinch when he reached for your hand. Who got overwhelmed from just his pinky brushing yours beneath a table. You’d blush if he kissed your cheek too long, stammered when his fingers slipped beneath your shirt.
But now—
“More—nngh, p-please—Jay, need you—”
You couldn’t even speak straight.
Face down in the mattress, drooling into the sheets, hips up and trembling, legs twitching from how many times he’d already made you cum. Your thighs were slick, your cunt a soaking mess—his cum and yours smearing sticky between your legs from earlier rounds.
Jay knelt behind you, silent. Composed. Breathing slow, cock already in his hand again—thick and flushed, still wet, still hard. Stroking himself lazily, watching your body twitch every time you whimpered.
“…You’re sure?” he asked softly, like you weren’t already wrecked. “You’re shaking.”
His hand smoothed down your back gently, then grabbed your waist and adjusted you like you weighed nothing—lifting your hips higher, spreading you wider, positioning you exactly how he wanted. You gasped at the strength in it, how easy it was for him.
“C-Can take it,” you babbled, already rocking your ass back toward him. “W-Want it so bad, want you inside, want it again—please—wanna be full—”
Jay didn’t say a word.
He moved.
One big hand slid under you—gripped your inner thigh and pushed it out even further, forcing your legs open wide. The other grabbed your waist, held you still. Then you felt him—hot and heavy, cock pressing right against your entrance again. So big it made you gasp.
You moaned instantly, hips jerking.
“S’big—fuck, Jay, y-you’re too big, I can feel it—” you whimpered, slurring. “It doesn’t fit, never fits—f-fillin’ me up too much—”
“You’ve taken it before,” he murmured, leaning over you. “You’ll take it again.”
And he pushed in.
Slow. Deep. Merciless.
You sobbed into the sheets, cunt stretching open around him, your back arching as your thighs trembled violently. Your hole clenched around him like it was trying to fight the stretch—but he just held your hips tighter, groaning low as he bottomed out.
Your breath broke on a cry.
“S-So full—‘m so fucking full, Jay—oh my god—too deep—s’too deep—fuck, fuck, your cock’s too big—”
“Then stop running,” he said calmly—and slammed into you.
You screamed.
His thrusts were rough now—heavy, brutal, making the sheets slap beneath you. Every drag of his cock punched another moan out of you, and you couldn’t stop shaking, couldn’t stop crying. But you still pushed back on him, greedy and messy, drooling and cockdrunk.
“Want more,” you whimpered. “M-More of your cock, please, want it deeper—fuck, Jay, wanna be split open—want your cum again—”
He exhaled sharply—then grabbed you and moved.
He dragged you up by the waist and flipped you onto your back in one fluid pull, manhandling you like a doll. You gasped, dazed, legs flopping open as he shoved his knees between yours and settled back in, one hand pinning both your wrists above your head.
He looked down at you, sweat-slick and blank-eyed, chest rising and falling steadily.
“…You don’t even know what you’re saying,” he whispered, voice low. “Look at you.”
You were crying again.
“Wanna be full,” you whined, eyes glassy. “Want your cum in me, all of it—please—‘m begging, Jay—want you to break me—”
He shoved back in.
Your entire body arched off the bed.
You screamed. Loud, high, throat going raw. The stretch, the pressure, the way he fucked you now—ruthless, fast, grinding in deep like he was trying to knock the air from your lungs.
One hand held your wrists, the other was already back on your clit, rubbing tight circles that made your hips buck. Your cunt gushed around him, soaking the sheets, and he just kept going—blank-faced, calm, eyes glued to your shaking body.
You babbled nonstop now.
“Too much—too deep—‘m gonna cum again, oh fuck, please cum in me, Jay—fill me up again—wanna feel it leaking—wanna be stuffed so full it won’t come out—please—please—”
He groaned, a low sound against your throat.
Then both hands grabbed under your knees and folded you completely in half, his cock driving in so deep your breath caught. The position made your moans come out high and broken, like little choked hiccups, your brain melting down with every thrust.
You came again—harder than the last. Squirting this time, twitching under him, clawing at his arms. Jay fucked you through it, still relentless, still silent except for the sound of your bodies slapping together.
And finally, he stilled.
Groaned.
You felt his cock twitch deep inside.
Felt it when he came, warm and heavy, spilling into you again. Filling you so full your body twitched around it, stretched and stuffed to the brim.
But you didn’t stop begging.
“More,” you whimpered, lip trembling. “Jay—Jay, again, p-please—m’not done—wan’ it again—want you to cum in me again—‘til it leaks—‘til it drips down my thighs—please—don’t stop—”
Jay kissed your jaw, soft.
Then?
He pulled your leg over his shoulder and slid back in.
Hi, could you do Vinny Hong, Jay Jo, and Owen Knight smut headcanons? And maybe a oneshot for all? 👀 Thanks
yaaaaay, drafts from 2022🥳🥳
author's note ; i think vinny smut headcanons have been done millions of time, but who give a damn right? also… sorry for 2 years delay??? yay??🥲
tw ; obvious nsfw, MDNI, agless/empty blogs DNI
VINNY HONG - it depends about which Vinny are we talking about? the really first one, who appeared in 1st season? absolute piece of shit who cares only about his pleasure, not afraid to be harsh and leave some marks on his night partner's body. also probably staying in their apartments for night, only because he didn't want to came back to his, but just silently disappear in the morning, with no text back.
during his friendship with hummingbird he became more calm and learned a bit how to tame his own anger, he was chill, and only maybe could be sweet to someone he really like. but after all accidents with his mum, minu and everything that suddenly landed on his shoulders he became really distant. back then his sex drive was at lowest, intimacy was the last thing he wanted to think about.
and during his work with Juwon, and professional sport treatment, lack of money he had, he finally had his moments when he really wanted to have sex, especially after some hard trainings, after adrenaline was burning in his veins. honestly, after his drive slowly get back to him he thought he was able to deal with it himself, but as much as he trained more, as races became more extreme, Vinny understood he needed someone by his side to satisfy his hunger for intimacy, touches and warmth. yet, in current state he is more calm, assembled and know his body language better. don't expect him all sweet and caring, of course he will show some respect and sex would feel amazing, he is passionate lover. and that's the key word - Vinny don't want and don't need relationships, but he would be grateful if you will form some kind of friends with benefits agreement. as was said, he won't be sweet, but passionate, hungry and wild. be ready for intensive, ardent sex. 2-3 rounds maybe, with pauses between, he doesn't really care about positions, he comfortable with almost everything, but if in particular position he will feel more comfortable, he probably will do more selfish choice. also, if you in fact formed that kind of FWB relations you may expect little aftercare, like offered glass of water, or sleeping together in his or your bad.
JAY JO - also depends. from beginning his sex drive is really low, and he never was really interested in sex. yet, after Dom and Minu so disrespectfully broke into his room and opened Pandora's box, Jay may learned some new things about himself.
something like he was more to submissive or service dom position. he doesn't have natural talent in sex as Vinny have, so he needs to be studied, to show him how you like to be touched and pleased, giving him some reassurance about his work and moves. and even with some studying his sexual drive is still low, he can do it maybe once a week, maybe less, and still preferring positions like cowgirl. boy kinda lazy during the sex. but what he really likes about sex is how close you can be. honestly, he would chose hours of make out sessions over actual sex, simply because he is more comfortable with this - you two can be close, he can pleasure you, feel how turned on and frustrated you are, maybe in this condition even tase you a little.
all in all sex with him is really slow, vanilla and sensual, also due the fact of his size, because he needs and wants to spend some time to make it fit comfortably and smooth.
OWEN KNIGHT - and here comes the knight in shining armours. from the very beginning of his sexual life he knew what he wanted, how he wanted it, and with whom. Owen learned about his sexual desires really early and his sex drive is definitely higher than usual.
but i think the problems gonna start from the moment when he will learn that he can't have sex if he doesn't have feelings towards the person. it's not necessary to be romantic feelings, he needs some emotional connection, bond, with his partner, so in that case this gonna be the best sex you ever had. Owen is definition of perfection, he knows how to pleasure you right, how to use his body, how to use your body, so both of you can feel the peak of pleasure together. he can adapt to almost all of your wishes - want to be on top today? great, he is yours to ride on. feeling submissive and want him to take all control? Owen more than happy to agree. another day feeling all sweet and vanilla and want everything slow, passionate and step by step? he loves romantic evenings with candles, roses and silk sheets.
there are moments after trainings or races when he is more spurred then usual, so he became clingy and wishing to show more dominance, and you almost have no choice but giving it to him, otherwise Owen gonna be moody about it, but his is little piece of shit who will choose right moments to ask, so he almost never hear 'no' from you.
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Jay Jo ~
♡ Would get a little jealous if someone else shows interest in you
♡ Would gift you wasabi flavored candies
♡ Restaurant dates
♡ Spends time alone or goes to you when he’s struggling emotionally
♡ At first he doesn’t show his feelings for you but after you’re together he allows you to see a New Romantic side to him
♡ Will work hard make you something cute for a gift
♡ Will cook for you
♡ Would let you try his wasabi flavored concoctions
♡ Would make sure you got home safe by calling you
♡ His mother doesn’t like him being with you but he doesn’t care
♡ You help him sneak back into his house sometimes when he’s not in good terms with his mother
♡ A little shy when it comes to pda or showing affection but if you’re alone or he is jealous he doesn’t care about showing affection
♡ Occasionally looks up fun things couples do together, so you both have something to do
Minu ~
♡ Emotional roller coaster
♡ If he doesn’t feel good enough for you or he’s struggling with his own problems you won’t hear from him for a while
♡ Would want as much alone time with you as possible
♡ Would be jealous of anyone you previously liked or someone who currently likes you
♡ Has some anger issues and you’d get caught up in the middle of those, but when it’s over he appreciates you staying with him and he feels sorry for not being better
♡ Will get you both matching promise rings
♡ Would spoil you 100%. If you’re thinking about it he’s already pressed order and it’s otw he doesn’t mind spending money on you.
♡ Makes no sense at all. One minute he wants to date the next he doesn’t then he wants to date again. Mostly because he doesn’t want to bring you down with his issues but it’s confusing.
♡ Would always make sure you’re safe even if he’s busy and can’t be by your side at all times.
♡ he’s not the best at communicating sometimes and it will leave you feeling like he doesn’t care about you but once he realizes this he makes it up to you.
♡ I feel like he’s into double dates so if Shelly & Jay wanted to join your date he’d be down.
♡ I’m sorry but he keeps embarrassing pictures of you in his phone. He thinks they’re cute and he shows them to everyone it will drive you crazy but it makes him happy.
♡ will tease you over small things on occasion. If you accidentally run into a door and he sees it you’re never living it down.
Dom Kang ~
♡ Spends time alone or goes to you when he’s struggling emotionally
♡ Would try his best not to fight if you’re against it but if you or his friends are in danger he will fight and try to keep it a secret from you
♡ He doesn’t like making you worry or cry
♡ Would probably make you laugh a lot with the random shit he does 🤣🤣
♡ Loves when you comfort him after he lost a race
♡ Will need help getting you a gift, probably asks Shelly and Mia for help
♡ Loves being able to comfort you when you’re feeling down
♡ Would walk you home but if he can’t he will have his dad’s men follow you to make sure you get home safely
♡ Probably would buy you matching Jordan’s
♡ Will let you walk Jordan with him
♡ Will do dumb shit that pisses you off ex: getting scammed
♡ Will disappear when he feels sad and insecure about his abilities making you worry about him
♡ he’s kind of like a puppy 🤣 would follow you around everywhere.
Junsu lee ~
♡ Buys you flowers and replaces them when they die
♡ Visits you at work if he’s allowed
♡ Acts like things are fine when they really aren’t
♡ Doesn’t like you worrying about him
♡ Likes that you care about him but he doesn’t want you involved in any dangerous things that the crew may get involved in
♡ Would know exactly what to get you. Probably a necklace, or bracelet.
♡Would carry you around sometimes
♡ makes as much time for you as he can
♡ begs you to attend his races he swears your presence brings him good luck
Shelly Scott ~
♡ Will support and be there for you during hard times
♡ Doesn’t want you around or talking to other girls/guys outside humming bird crew
♡ Will worry a lot about you
♡ she’s a great listener and gives good advice and moral support.
♡ gifts you things that relate to your interests
Yuna ~
♡ Will be there for you during hard times
♡ Will kill you for talking to or about other girls/guys
♡ she’s afraid of losing you so at times she may act as if she’s angry at you after you’ve done something reckless
♡ Gifts you lots of food. She’ll claim that she made too much but if you know her well enough you know she just doesn’t want to admit she made the food for you.
Mia ~
♡ Very supportive and understanding
♡ Will be there with you during hard times
♡ Like Jay will be jealous if she sees you with another girl/guy but she’d probably hide her feelings, until you mention her behavior changing then she’ll confront you about how she feels
♡ Likes giving you flowers
♡ You may have to take the initiative in the relationship
♡ Supports you no matter what you’re going though
I know some characters have more head canons than others but some of the characters I have a better understanding for than the rest so that’s why. I just didn’t want to exclude them out of the post.
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I got stung by a wasp for the first time today… funny thing is @dzvelinaskebiyars just got done telling me to go back inside when it happened 😭😭 I didn’t listen and got stung🗿
Hummingbird crew Military service/Bootcamp Headcanons!!
Idea by owenknight. I honestly love this since I met so many people at my camp they acted like some of these characters which is fucking hilarious. Btw I'm doing this based on the USA military, not the Korean one. I fear I would do the research for how the Korean military works but that would take me way too long to do it accurately
Dom
He got scouted by every branch except the Airforce and Space Force. He ended up going for the Marines, a decision he would regret later on.
He cried when they shaved his head
His time at bootcamp was ROUGH. Unlike the others that knew what they were getting themselves into, he had no idea that he had chosen one of the strictest branches. He constantly gets smoked due to speaking, moving, and just outright breathing the wrong way. He managed to finesse himself a "double rations" badge and is constantly getting into fights because of others trying to take it away.
He couldn't handle not being able to call or communicate with anyone for the entire 4 months. He felt depressed due to the isolation, but he sure made some good friends while training.
Overall he ended up being a good cadet. Once he gets the hang of it he makes it a point to work more than anyone else. Although he can't make it up to the ranks as a Platoon sergeant or leader, he is likely to be one of their strongest soldiers.
MOS: Infantry
I believe he would choose active duty rather than reserve, would probably get discharged due to injury. His loyalty is insane,
He's the type to brag about the lobster and ice cream they give them as their meal without knowing that it's because he's getting deployed for war.
His favorite flavored crayon is purple.
Vinny
Personality and Physically wise I believe he would join the Marines, however Vinny would be one of those people that join out of need rather than want. Ultimately he goes for the Army, similar training, higher pay and rewards.
Similarly to Dom, he had a hard time during training. His Platoon mates had him ought to be weak, making fun of him for his unnatural eye and colored hair. Although he could maintain contact with his mother, he often got his calls and phone time cut short due to his bad behavior.
He hated having his hair shaved, however he didn't really do much against it–he did in fact mind them trying to dye his hair black. In the beginning weeks he was constantly getting into code reds, getting smoked and talked to all the time, it wasn't until they lowered his pay that he decided to get his act together, not engaging in the fights with others and focusing on his own training
MOS: Field artillery technician
Vinny doesn't like commanding people, but since his main motive is money he definitely stays in active duty. Due to his strength and strong demeanor, he is able to climb the ranks rather quickly, being able to retire and find another job aligning with his field.
Jay Jo
Jay likely wouldn't join the military, but if he did he would join simply for the benefits of education. Regarding what branch? He would be in the National Guard. Considering how smart he is many would often opt for the airforce, but I just don't feel as if that suits him. He focuses on his academics for his mother, not because it's something he outright enjoys–so I highly doubt he'd want to take the easy route.
For him, all the changes in appearance didn't really matter. Everyone is bald so he didn't stand out, even with his glasses there were other guys with worse prescriptions than him.
Jay's time at camp wasn't exceptional–he neither liked it or disliked it. Jay is one of those cadets that keep to themselves, saving his energies and doing the minimum until the situation calls for more. He isn't exceptional, but he is good.
Unlike the others he wouldn't go into active, just staying in reserve (2 weekends a month) and using the benefits for his college.
MOS: Counterintelligence technician
Overall he's fine as a military man, it's not his desired career path but it does its job at helping him with his actual goals
Minu
Minu would join the military in order to get away from his problems, to get away from the burden of his father's company and reliance on his family's money. Personally I feel as if he would join the Airforce, he works hard but he doesn't want to dedicate his life to this, he just wants to be able to get a headstart which in turn makes him look for the newer branches.
Minu was one of the better cadets in his Platoon, he made it a point to put himself out there and make good connections with his mates and Sergeant's alike. He's likely to climb to a Platoon leader or sergeant himself, although I believe the Platoon leader role fits him better.
He shaved his own head before going to bootcamp, trying to save himself the pain of having someone else do it for him. His leave was delayed so he walked around bald for a good week before he actually left.
Overall, minu would start off in the reserve, but I feel like at some point in time he would opt to switch to active or try out another branch. Out of all of the crew he seems the most likely to succeed in this path, and he seems like the type of person that would enjoy it.
He basks in the chair force jokes, after all he probably is making a lot more than they are
June
Out of all of the hummingbird crew, June is the most likely to join the military just because he wants to. He has no need to, he is smart and can easily get into college–hed probably does it for the benefits and the sense of community it brings for people.
Much like jay, he joins the national guard. It pushes him physically while still enhancing his intelligence. He's used to structure so he doesn't really have a hard time acclimating to bootcamp. Much like the others, shaving his head was definitely a turn off, but what can you do about it.
June is also one of the better cadets, he makes it a point to not get in trouble, make connections with those around him and just enjoy the overall experience despite the downsides of it. He got smoked from time to time for trying to diffuse a situation, but he received no real repercussions for it.
MOS: Technical Engineering Specialist
Ultimately I think the military wouldn't be his only career. He'd go into reserve and serve his 8 years while studying and getting another job. He enjoyed it, talks highly about it and will bring it up as an option for those who consider it.
Shelly
If we are being SOOO fr, she would never join the military for any reason ever.. but for the sake of this drabble she will. Shelly will likely join the National guard as well, simply because that's the standard for those that don't wanna dedicate their life to battling for the government.
Thankfully the women don't have to cut their hair, although she will complain about having to wear it up. Personally she seems like a sock bun sort of girl, trying to keep it small, but oftentimes resorting to making it big in order to use it as a pillow during free time naps.
Shelly was a regular cadet, she got into a few code reds for talking bad or speaking out against girls in her Platoon. Maybe a few infractions for insubordination or fraternizing, but she's not a bad cadet. She has good stamina and is a fast learner, so she will definitely be able to climb the ranks easily.
MOS: Infantry
Shelly would serve her 8 years and never talk about it again. Ask her if you should join and she will say no, talk atrocities about it as if it was hell on earth.
This is it for right now!! I might make some for the other crews if you guys want me to. Thanks for reading :)
cw: stepcest, pervy jay and co., noncon sharing of photos/audios/videos, cheating(not on reader), smut, mostly fluff, p in v, all character featured are 18+
a/n: not proof read yall gone take what tf i give you, we getting downright disgusting tonight, please read the tags, lmk if i’m missing something in tha cw
stepbrother!jay who when you first meet him, he’s a little off-putting, he doesn’t really smile or say hello. he looks you up and down, nods his head in acknowledgment of your existence before leaving to shut himself in his room to study. he does that a lot. you’ve begun to notice.
stepbrother!jay who needs to exit any room you’re in as soon as possible, only giving you a tight lipped smile, nodding his head as he passes by you, giving you a deep inhale of his cologne that you’ve been secretly starting to like. it was only until a month after you and your mother moved in that he could stand to be in the same room as you.
stepbrother!jay who gets forced to bring you around his friends and take you out places since you’re new and don’t know the area or anyone yet. who sees how scantily-clad you are whenever you go out with him to meet up with his cute friend, that you’ve learned was named, “Vinny.”
stepbrother!jay who hates mentioning him cause then he has to wait hours before you’re finally ready and then he has to watch how you adjust your tits and move your skirt higher so it can show your baby-blue lace panties; that you may or may not have shown his three only guy friends when you bent down to pick something up.
stepbrother!jay who’s began to feel something sinister brew in the confines of his soul. he doesn’t recognize this emotion, but his mind tells him that it isn’t a good thing. it’s disgusting and repulsive, but at the very back of his oh so intelligent mind, he doesn’t want to fight it.
when your mother remarried, she put off her honeymoon, claiming “we all just need to settle in a little and get used to each other before your stepfather and i leave for a trip.” it wasn’t hard to get along with Kay, he’s a funny kid, real eccentric. you both watch random tv shows together and he gives you input on how your make-up and outfits look when you ask for it.
Jay was far more difficult though, you can’t really reach common ground when he doesn’t even want to speak to you. you’ve tried asking him about his hobbies or likes and he only gives curt responses, not really leaving any more room for extra conversation. you’ve come to learn, through observing and questioning his father, of his odd like for anything wasabi and how he absolutely adores cycling. how he’s a top student in his uni and how there’s a gorgeous girl named Shelly that’s begun to take a liking in him.
when you finally start getting comfortable with your “new” family, it’s worsens for Jay. he has to watch how you come to the kitchen for breakfast in tight spaghetti-strap shirts and tiny cheeky shorts (or are they underwear?) but jay doesn’t focus too much on the specifics. he really just likes sneaking looks, watching how your tits bounce walking down the stairs, or how your ass sways going back up.
stepbrother!jay who hates having to listen to how his friends talk about you. talk about how your ass looks or how your tits look so pretty in a specific top. he hates even more when you start getting a little too close to vinny. he watches you a lot. he likes learning about you through your daily routines, when you’re home and lounging on the couch with his little brother, laughing at something stupid on the tv. you seem great with kids. that same night he imagines filling you, having you round and plump with his child. that’s what he dreams of later in the moonlight.
Jay hates how you’re starting to go on dates with vinny. he doesn’t like how you’re leaving to hang out with his friends on your own. hates it even more when he finds out through their group chat how much of a slut you are. it was barely your second date and vinny already had you ass up on his bed. he hates how they taunt him, telling him how they wished they lived with you; how you’d never leave their bed, if you did, cause of good they would make you feel. vinny only replies back with an audio.
that night, jay releases so much pent up lust. he still can’t satisfy himself though, not unless it feels like you’re there with him, helping him, guiding him along on how you like to be fucked. it’s become routine, when the house is empty, aside from him, he sneaks into your room, freezing with every suspicious noise, before continuing to dig through your clothes. looking for something, anything that smells like you. he mostly aims for your fresh shirts but not tonight. he needs something worn, something you’ve already marked with your scent. he needs to be as close to your pussy as possible before you come back from vinny’s apartment.
it starts getting addictive for him, the adrenaline and fear of getting caught have started clouding his mind. he’s only focused on the new videos, audios and pictures vinny sends to their group chat. he’s started saving them, every single one. he finds a way to secretly upload them to his computer too, locked behind a random folder with the name of a random college subject.
every time he manages to sneak into your room and steal some used underwear, he goes back to his room, locks his door and connects his headphones. he leaves one ear uncovered, just in case he catches himself being a little too loud. then he’s in his own little fantasy, one where you’re on your knees in front of him, begging him to just let you suck on it a bit, that you’ve had a bad day and this will make you feel better. he hopes you don’t notice.
but you have. after months of living with the Jo family, your clothes, mainly underwear now, have begun to go missing. you’ve almost checked every single room in the house, every single drawer too, doesn’t even matter whose it is. you’ve ruled out every possibility and every suspect. the only room left was Jay’s. you don’t go into his room, you never do. it’s always left shut and locked, but today, it was left slightly ajar. in hindsight, you should’ve just left it alone, left your missing clothes, missing. they would’ve eventually popped up a few days later. but you’re stubborn and difficult, always sticking your nose in other people’s business.
he fucked up. he woke up late for his lectures today and you just so happened to have your final class canceled. it gave you a chance to look for your favorite underwear and other pieces that have also disappeared. you tore that house to shreds before you stood in front of jay’s door. you’ve never been one to have “gut feelings,” they simply didn’t exist to you, but as you stood before his door, your hands trembled, oddly enough.
you felt a sense of fear in you, something wasn’t right, but another feeling popped up. a thought ran through, and it repulsed your rightfully-moral mind to the absolute end. but you felt it. felt how your panties began to feel cold from beneath your skirt. the way your pussy clenched from the thought of jay having them. ever since you moved in with the Jo’s, you always found Jay attractive. but since you were legally family now, there wasn’t a thing you could do but deny and push away these feelings.
it didn’t help when you started hanging out around his friends either, nor when you started dating Vinny. you liked him but he just left you… unsatisfied. one night, after coming home from staying at Vinny’s place over the weekend, your mind drifts as you lay in your bed. you think of Vinny as your eyes shut, he just doesn’t do it for you anymore. he’s begun to get lazy and selfish, only really calling you over for a quick nut, leaving you high and dry.
you dreamt of Jay that night, a scene played that seemed like it could be straight out of a porno. He satisfied you, focused only on you, leaving his own desires for another day. you woke up with your panties stuck to your pussy, cream connecting your panties to you as you pulled them off. you couldn’t believe yourself and how you could think something like that, but a little demon on your shoulder is saying that he could fix all your problems. urging you to indulge in your desires just this once.
the little demon pops up again on your shoulder. urging you to open the door of Jays bedroom. begging for you to give up your morality and sane thoughts. and you do. your hard pushes the door open, and you step inside. your steps are light and hesitant with every move. you’re scared. every step you take in his room is another that you’re taking towards sweet sin.
something catches your eye from his wardrobe, his drawer is half closed and there’s something peeking out at you. you recognize the pattern and color. when you near the drawer, you see how dirty it seems, not at all how you left it and especially not in the same location. you reach the wardrobe and you can see more, shirts that have been leaving a hole in your heart from their absence, underwear that you haven’t seen in what felt like ages, shorts that you’ve been mourning. they all have the same familiar stains. the same aftermath that Vinny leaves on you when his cum drips from your mouth onto your clothes.
your stomach does flips when you hear the home door open and shut, but you can’t move. you’re stuck to the floor in front of Jay’s wardrobe, finally understanding why he acts so distant, why he looks so disgusted every time you force him to engage in conversation with him. it’s most likely the time that Jay gets home but you don’t care, you’re connecting every single suspicion and worry. and you have a chance.
Jay walks up the stairs and can clearly see his door wide open. from the angle, he doesn’t see you but he does see a figure from where his mirror is diagonally facing the door. he prays that it’s a shadow from the window, or a demon. he prays for it to be anything other than his family, or worse, you. his steps are light as he nears his room, he peeks in and sees you standing there, infront of where he unsuccessfully tried to hide his crime. his breath starts to quicken entering and exiting his lungs and he feels like his stomach is touching the bottom of his feet. but he doesn’t speak, he waits for you to notice him at the entrance of his room, but you don’t. he observes you, and you’re calm. you aren’t screaming or making a face, you aren’t calling him any names or claiming that you’ll tell the world how disgusting he is.
you noticed him, the second you saw movement in the corner of your eye, you knew it was him. but you’re befuddled, don’t know wether you should follow your mind and be morally correct, or follow your pussy and lay on his bed with your legs open, waiting for him to achieve both your desires. all you can do is grab a single item, turn to him and ask him if this is what he’s doing every time he shuts himself in his room.
he doesn’t say anything. the guilt is lucid and obvious. he got caught. you both blink at each other, waiting for the other to say something, anything. the silence is deafening. until you hear the door open and shut again. Kay’s voice calls out, announces that he’s home from school and hungry. the both of look towards the direction of the voice and then back at each other. you collect all your clothing quickly and shove past Jay, before stopping mid-hall.
you tell him in a hushed voice, that the next time he wants anything from you, to come directly to you instead of sneaking around like a disgusting pervert. he watches you enter your room from the other end of the hall before he enters his room, closing and locking his door, to set his heavy backpack down. he sits in-front of his computer and logs on. his mouse hovers infront of his special folder and he contemplates deleting the evidence of Vinny’s sexual conquests with you. he contemplates replacing them with his own as he’s started getting tired of Vinny’s hands, voice or face being in the shot. he thinks and his hand moves on its own. he deletes everything and the game begins.
he doesn’t track the time but it’s nightfall already, the moon light shines through his half shut blinds. he lays in his bed, staring at his ceiling as your words repeat themselves like a looped video, and he accepts your offer. he gets up, and exits his room with such silence that you could compare him to a soldier on a dangerous mission. a mission where he needs to get to your room, as silent as possible, with no one noticing.
he stands in front of your door, successfully uncaught, and his hand is on the knob, turning it as quietly as he can. it’s unlocked as the mechanisms quietly click and the door is creaking open with a silent push of his free hand, the other slowly returning the knob to its original position. he looks around he before he’s sneaking in, once again scanning his surroundings. the light of the tv dimly illuminates a part of your room, and he sees you facing the wall, scrolling through whatever app.
you sit up at the sound of your door closing, tiktok long forgotten on your unlocked phone. you call his name in to the darkness of where the light of your tv doesn’t touch, before you’re reaching for your phone to turn on the flashlight. you can only catch a glimpse of him before he’s moving closer, standing in front of your tv, light shining around him like a glowing angel that has descended from heaven to answer your prayers. or was he a demon whose climbed from hell to make you submit to your most sinful dreams?
he leans over you and starts climbing towards you as you keep shuffling backwards till you hit the wall. you’re trapped but do you really care? do you really have any complaints when he’s getting closer and his breath is falling on your lips? when your noses are touching and you take the initiative to connect your lips? the both of you closing your eyes as you finally feel what you’ve always imagined. you forget the world and where you both stand in it as he’s placing his palm on your jaw, thumb caressing your cheek.
you don’t care about the “what will they think” from your respectable parents when he’s placing a hand on your back to pull you closer and your hands are losing themselves in his hair, tugging and grasping at any strand just to get him a little closer. neither of you care about what can happen if the world were to find out when he’s biting your lip and his tongue is slithering in your mouth, drool beginning to slightly dribble past both your lips. they’re soft, when you were able to sneak looks at him, they always looked so plump and kissable. your tongues touch and twirl against each other and he can taste the lingering flavor of your chapstick. he likes it, it might start becoming his new favorite taste, especially if it’s coming from your mouth directly.
your hands roam, they lightly scratching at the bare skin of his back, you didn’t even notice how he walked in topless and your hands roam again. your fingers clumsily run over his arms, ending up at his biceps as they latch on and you can feel more muscles twitch and jump at your touch. you never knew people that cycle to be buff besides the few times vinny’s let you explore his body. your legs moves to wrap around his hips from where he’s kneeled between them and you mind wanders from the bliss you’re feeling, to think of Vinny. he hasn’t made you feel this way in so long that you’ve almost forgotten what it was like to be turned on. your mind starts to blur again when Jay’s hands wander off and end up onyour unconfined tits. the way he kneads them over your tank feels heavenly and your back arches when his hands squeeze into them, your nipples caught between his fingers.
neither of you stop to breathe, not until you start whining and moaning at his touch and he’s pulling away from you. placing a hand over your mouth and watching the way your eyes water and begin to protest. even if you can’t speak, you’re begging to him continue. to keep making you feel dizzy with his bare lips on your own. a shut of a door sounds through the walls of your room and you can feel Jay freeze from over you. you shove him to the side and tiptoe to your door. opening it and peaking out to see your stepfather walking down the stairs and disappearing into the kitchen. you motion Jay to leave quickly as you hold the door and he’s on his feet exiting your room. he stood before you, now able to see clearly in the soft light of the hallway and he sees you. swollen lips and watery eyes, heat radiating off of you and breathe heavy. he leans in once more to leave one last kiss, this time you pull away and he chases after you, before once again reluctantly opening his eyes.
you both hear the fridge shut and cabinets open before you’re shoving him out of your room and closing your door behind him. he stands bewildered at the sudden change in scenery and he’s gliding, as quietly as he can, back to his room. he’s laying in his bed afterwards and drifting into the heavens as he dreams of you before his alarm wakes him for a new day.
stepbrother!jay who starts becoming warmer towards you and your mother. his father comments on it, adding in how proud he and your mother are of him for finally accepting the drastic change of his life. he doesn’t move away from you when you sit beside him on the couch nor does he recoil when your legs touch. he starts joining you and Kay on movie nights, and his hand is sneaking itself to lay on your thigh, each and every movie night, they move higher and higher; yet never daring to actually touch what you so desperately need him too.
stepbrother!jay who starts sneaking into your room nearly every single night after that incident. he starts getting bolder every time he’s between your legs and manipulating your thoughts to be only him. when he’s grinding against your covered cunt, thin pajama bottoms failing to stop the wetness seep from through the fine silk of your shorts
stepbrother!jay who gets a little upset with having to leave you to stay his breaks at his moms house. he hates not spending every night secretly in your room with one hand down your shorts and the other covering your mouth as your hips grind into his touch. he argues with his father about it, also managing to make Kay admit that he doesn’t like it at mom’s either. his father doesn’t force them to go either, only mentioning how neither of the boys want to visit anymore, how they’re too busy for it.
stepbrother!jay who’s begun to leave you restless, longing for more. he’s only touched you but you have yet to actually take it further. you haven’t even seen how his dick looks. how big it is or what color the tip is, it’s driving you mental. every class you take, you think of it, every date you go on with vinny, you think of how Jay’s dick would look if it was buried to the very hilt. how it’d feel pounding against that little spongy spot that Vinny’s only managed to brush.
stepbrother!jay who begins to isolate you from Vinny and his friends, encouraging to go out and make your own. he doesn’t want you hanging around his scummy friends for their attention, not when you have him now. he repels guys who chase you to try and get into your pants, you don’t need to fuck anyone else anymore when he can satisfy you enough.
stepbrother!jay who’s begun to get a little possessive, he breathes down your neck when random guys stop you in the street to speak to you or ask for your number. they usually get intimidated when they see Jay glaring at them from behind you and walk away. he then has to pull you away by your arm, when the brave ones who don’t falter at his sharp eyes, continue to try and engage in a conversation with you.
stepbrother!jay who doesn’t need to see you to feel goosebumps on his arms and the back of his neck, somehow sensing another man trying to steal you from him. all he usually needs to do is look at you with a straight face, but you can see in his eyes that he’s upset, then you’re saying goodbye and walking away from any wanna-be suitor.
stepbrother!jay who likes lounging around your room and listening in on the conversations you have with your friends. he especially likes the way you give him a possessive look and dissuade your friends from getting at him. you reject setting him up with them with any excuse you can come up with and they whine in your ear but you don’t care. not when jay is smirking at you and you’re hurriedly hanging up on them to climb on his lap and make out with him.
stepbrother!jay who’s started sitting next to you at dinner, smiling in your family’s faces as he’s ghosting a hand over your cunt, not rubbing or squeezing, just laying a hand over you, like an owner would do with their dog to comfort themselves. his father notices how Jay has opened up more and comments on it, but the both of you get tense and freeze when Kay drops his spoon. the pair of you discreetly sigh in relief when he twists behind his chair to pick it up.
stepbrother!jay who’s grown far fonder of you than when before this all started, he’s begun to let you practice make-up looks on him, while you sit on his lap, in the privacy of your rooms. who’s started to listen to the type of music you like and collect plushies to later gift them to you in secret. who has tried to dissuade you from bringing home a little black kitty home, but ultimately cave to your whines. Kay decided to keep the kitty for himself when you bring it home and names him Jack, Jay watches how you both smile and his heart begins to churn.
stepbrother!jay who wishes the both of you could’ve met under different circumstances, he curses every single god he can think of, every single celestial being whose damned him to this awful predicament. he wishes in another life that the both of you can be free to love each other.
stepbrother!jay who’s begun to fall in love with you. times when you lay in his arms, and stare at the ceiling, your ear on his chest listening to his heartbeat and your finger traces little shapes on him. you suggest tattoos and he laughs, you can hear the way his heart slightly pounds before returning to the slow, melodic pace it usually dons. he likes these little moments he has with you, just wishes they didn’t need to be kept secret. he wishes he could show it to the world how much he likes you.
stepbrother!jay who’s begun to take care of you like no other has ever done. he’s begun to make sure you’ve eaten and drunk enough water every day. who dissuades you from junk food but gives into your bratty tendencies. he likes how you furrow your brows at him when he doesn’t fold. he likes seeing you cross your arms and walk away from him pissed off, but he manages to catch up every single time you think you lose him in the street.
stepbrother!jay who’s begun to let you elicit him. he follows you when you draw him out of his room at midnight, lets you lead him out the door to a park about a quarter mile away. you play like regular couple would, though hidden away from the world, you especially like when he chases you through the streets, your laughs and giggles filling the silence of the sleeping world. you like it even more when he’s cornering you in a random alley and tilting your chin to look up at him as you both kiss in the moonlight, hoping there aren’t any cameras and hoping this alley is abandoned.
stepbrother!jay who counts down the days until your parents go off on their honeymoon. he overhears how Kay wants to stay at a friends house that entire week since it coincides with his winter break and he’s overjoyed. when his father calls the both of you down to the living room, you’re nervous. you think they’ve found out your secret and will be rightfully punishing the both of you, instead your mother is explaining how the both of you will be left on your own for their honeymoon. and they explain how they expect the both of you to act like adults and not have any parties while they’re gone. you both agree and as you walk up the stairs, you exchange knowing looks.
stepbrother!jay who tries to discreetly push them out the door, who makes little comments about how the people at the resort must be so excited to have such well regarded guests and tells them to not be a single second late. he hints that they might be taking a little too long to leave and your parents start to get suspicious. you have to cover for him with your own excitement as you tell your mother to send you many pictures and to not have too much fun on this well deserved vacation. to act like adults and not lovestruck kids, how ironic.
stepbrother!jay who practically speeds like a nascar driver to drop off Kay at his friends house, you tagged along. you helped Kay out of the borrowed car that belongs to your stepfather and Jay speaks with the mother of the friend, letting her know that whatever she needs, to call him or let Kay relay the message and he’ll be there. you don’t like it when she starts flirting with him, insinuating how cold and lonely the nights when her husbands away for work. your hands nearly bleed with how hard your nails are digging into your palm, fist balling itself as you try to stop yourself from rolling your eyes. you have to make up an excuse to pry her away from Jay, claiming that some friends are waiting for you at a park. you sit in the car upset and Jay can tell. as he drives off, he puts a hand on your thigh and squeezes it in reassurance, maybe to let you know that he’s there with you and not her.
stepbrother!jay who’s begun to convince you to ditch Vinny to hang out with him instead. he tells you that he’s much better company than Vinny could ever be and you don’t even like hanging out with him. you reject Vinny the next three times he tries to set up a date with you. Jay plans on convincing you to break up with him next.
you’ve started withdrawing from vinny, you don’t want to fuck him anymore. he can see it in your eyes, the way you daze off, that you’re thinking of someone else. after every date with Vinny, you’re coming home to Jay. that night, he sat you in his lap, facing his computer. he has two fingers dragging in and out, and a thumb lazily rubbing circles in your clit, denying any orgasm until you’ve texted Vinny that you don’t want him anymore. telling him that he’s bored you and you’ve been seeing someone else. no one needs to know it’s him, though.
he waits for vinny’s response, waits for vinny to blow up your phone before Jay’s moving his hand from your tits to your phone, powering it off, and throwing it on his bed. then he’s pumping his fingers, circling your clit faster, watching the way you squirm on top of him, grabbing onto the edges of his desk, feeling your toes curl against his legs, and the way your back arches. he thinks you’re close and he wants to speed this up, as he’s pulling your back to his chest and he’s pinching your nipples. sucking on your neck. you grip his thighs, begging him to go faster. he fulfills your wish, he just needs you to finish. he has an exam in the morning and he needs to get a sufficient amount of rest.
you convulse against him when he doesn’t stop rubbing your clit, your hand is gripping his wrist and the other is digging your nails into his thigh. you moan into the air and he’s reminding you not to be too loud because the neighbors can hear you. he lets you loose and waits for you to come down from your high, to catch your breath. he lets you stand up shakily, offering to help. you reject his help and instead fall on his bed, you knock out the second your head touches his pillows.
the next day, his alarm is waking him up to you in his arms and he’s shutting it off. he thinks of his exam in a few hours and begins to dread leaving you. and as much as you whine for him to stay in bed with you, he finds a way to resist the temptation. he needs to get today over with as fast as he can so he can come back to laze around with you and maybe pound the tip into your womb. the both of you head to your uni and count down until the day finally ends before you’re practically jumping his bones the second the both of you enter the confines of your home.
four days into the week of your parents honeymoon vacation and he has you on his lap again, his dick is touching that spot that you’ve so desperately needed prodded and your arms are around his neck, helping you bounce yourself on him. he’s only really turning to give you a kiss after he’s gotten tired of your whining and hand on his jaw trying to turn his focus from his computer to you.
the stretch is something that you still have to get used to after these past couple weeks. it burns every time he tries sliding it in naturally, you always think you’re wet enough yet still need to employ the use of a lube you have laying around your room from ages ago. the stretch is something you’ve never get used to, even if he’s been trying to train you on his fingers for the past week or preps you for hours before he teases your cunt with his pink tip. your tits rub against his chest and the friction adds to the euphoria you’re experiencing, it doesn’t matter if he’s hardly touching you and you’re doing more labor than you’re used to. you’d ride him for hours if it meant you’d get to have his dick imprinting its shape into your womb.
he can tell you’re getting close again with the way your bounces are getting slower and heavier, your cunt is tightening around him and he’s furrowing his eyebrows at the feeling. you’re moaning into his mouth as you gush around his dick and tighten around him for the nth time today. your hand is pulling on hair at the nape of his neck, twisting his head in an attempt to get him closer to you as his hands move to pull you as close as you can get, squeezing your ass before he’s pulling himself away to focus on his work again.
there’s a knock on his door as you both freeze and look at each other in complete shock. a call of his name and you recognize your mothers voice. from beyond the door, she asks if he’s okay and that she heard odd sounds coming from his room. she also mentions how she couldn’t find you but your location says you’re at home.
made for a dear friend who deserves this very much for how much she’s blessed us @junggunz
Summary: What started as a study session turned into something softer—shy glances, sketchbook doodles, and the warm kind of silence only shared between two hearts quietly falling.
Tags: Established RS, Fluff, Artist! Reader
A/N: yaaay this one's for you @ravenwritten even though we always beef <3 LMAOOOOO jk, i wrote reader as an artist cus you draw so well!!!! hope u like it :>
Jay loves studying—he really does.
The structure of it, the logic, the calm rhythm of equations and annotated readings—it all makes sense. It’s comforting in the way people rarely are.
But you—sitting next to him with your thigh pressed to his, humming some half-forgotten melody under your breath, pencil tapping lightly on your sketchpad. You’re not even doing anything loud—just doodling, occasionally tilting your head to look at him like he’s part of your subject matter.
And god, how is he supposed to concentrate when you’re like this?
He blinks down at his book, reads the same sentence for the fifth time. It still doesn’t make any sense.
He sighs, barely louder than a breath.
“You… don’t have to stay here while I study,” he murmurs, eyes fixed on the barely-highlighted paragraph in front of him.
You pause mid-sketch. “Huh?”
Jay stiffens slightly. He doesn’t want to look at you—because if he does, he might lose whatever nerve he’s barely gathered to say this properly.
“I mean, it’s probably boring,” he adds, quieter now. “Just sitting here. Watching me study.”
You twist toward him, the bounce in your leg halting. “Am I bothering you?” you ask, voice soft, expression tightening just a little like you’re trying not to sound hurt. “I can move if—”
His hand shoots out before he can even think. He grabs your wrist—not rough, not panicked, just firm, like it’s instinct.
You blink down at where his fingers are wrapped around yours.
“...No,” he finally says, eyes still not meeting yours. “I just… thought you were bored.”
The way he says it is so tentative, almost like he’s asking permission to keep you there. Like he doesn’t trust himself to deserve it.
You soften. Your free hand reaches over to tug lightly at the sleeve of his hoodie. “I’m not bored. I like being here.”
That’s when he glances at you—just a flick of his eyes—and you smile.
He looks away again, ears red. “Still… If you are bored, we can do something else. You don’t have to just sit there.”
“But I want to.” You lean in a little, resting your head on his shoulder like it’s the most natural thing in the world. “You’re warm. And you make those little concentration noises when you read. It’s cute.”
He huffs a breath through his nose. You can feel the way his shoulder tightens a little beneath you, like he doesn’t know what to do with the compliment.
A beat passes.
Then he clears his throat. “What’re you drawing?”
You perk up, immediately straightening. “Wanna see?”
You could see the way he seemed unsure, only focusing on how your eyes twinkled and your nose twitched—he nodded.
So you slide your sketchpad toward him, flipping it to a page filled with quick character doodles, some of them cartoony, others more detailed.
Right in the center is a sketch of a boy with messy hair hunched over a book, hoodie sleeves too long, expression focused but gentle.
He stares.
“That one’s you,” you say casually, grinning. “Studious Boyfriend.”
He just blinked silently.
You glance up, and for a second, he’s just looking at the drawing. Then at you. Then down again.
“I don’t look like that,” he mutters, but it sounds more like he’s embarrassed than disagreeing.
“You do to me.”
Jay doesn’t say anything.
But when you go back to doodling and humming again, he shifts just a little closer—barely an inch, like maybe you wouldn’t notice. But… he doesn’t mind the way your legs touch again. Not at all.
Neither of you moves away this time.
You both return to your own little worlds—him with his book, you with your pencil—but something feels different now. Warmer. A little too warm, actually.
Your head tilts as you shade in the folds of his hoodie on your sketch, trying to act normal. Trying not to notice how you can feel his body heat against your side. Trying not to think about how your heart’s been doing this weird fluttery thing ever since he touched your wrist.
Jay kept staring—at his book, at the desk. He hasn’t flipped the page in ten minutes.
He sneaks a glance at you. Then forces his eyes back to the same sentence he’s been pretending to read. Then glances at you again.
You’re humming—some soft little tune, probably something you made up—and it sounds like safety. Like the kind of sound he could memorize if he let himself.
He shifts again. Not big. Just enough to bring his elbow a little closer to yours.
His fingers twitch beside his leg.
Say it, he tells himself.
“Hey…” he finally says, albeit quiet.
You glance at him, eyes wide, still soft with that look you always get when he speaks. “Hmm?”
His gaze flickers to your lips—just for a second. Then immediately back to the book, like he’s been caught thinking something he shouldn’t.
“...Nothing.” He exhales, his voice a little too shaky to pass for casual. “Never mind.”
You pause. Then smile, cheeks already pink. “You sure?”
He gives a small nod, but doesn’t say anything. His jaw tightens, like he’s trying to chew his thoughts into something easier to swallow.
Instead of answering, he shuts his book.
You blink. “Break time?”
Jay nods, stiff as a board. “Five minutes.”
You smile, stretching your arms overhead with a sleepy yawn. “Perfect. You need to reward yourself for being so good.”
That makes him go still—like you just hit him with something he didn’t know how to process. His ears go pink, but he doesn’t protest.
You set your sketchpad aside and scoot closer without thinking, resting your head on his shoulder with a sigh. Like it’s normal. Like it’s nothing.
It is absolutely not nothing to Jay.
He freezes.
You can feel how tense he is beneath you—like he’s trying not to breathe too hard in case it scares you off. Slowly, painfully, he lifts one arm and hesitates behind your back before finally resting his hand there, awkward but sincere.
His palm is warm.
Your fingers find the drawstring of his hoodie, fiddling with it idly, and you murmur, “You always smell like laundry and paper.”
He lets out a nervous, tiny sigh—not the bad kind, but more like a relieved one.
You look up at him, and your face is so close to his that you both freeze again—eyes locked, breath caught.
Jay swallows.
His voice comes out as barely a whisper. “C-Can I hold you?”
Your eyes widen. You weren’t expecting that. Your cheeks flush bright.
“You already are,” you whisper back, a bashful smile tugging at your lips. “But yeah. You can.”
He lets out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, gently tugging you closer so your head rests more fully against his chest. It’s clumsy—he moves like he’s afraid of messing it up—but it’s sweet. Honest.
Then, after a moment of silent panic and courage battling in his chest… he leans down, and presses the faintest, most featherlight kiss to the top of your head.
You stiffen for half a second. Then melt.
You bury your face in his hoodie, hiding the huge, dumb smile stretching across your lips.
He’s blushing so hard he can feel it in his ears. His hand is still on your back, but now it’s trembling just a little.
“This is a good break,” you say softly.
“...Yeah,” he stammers.
And as you both sit there—hearts racing, hands fidgeting, faces red and shy and warm—Jay wonders how five minutes with you can make the rest of his day feel this easy.
