Truth or Desire? - y.jw + p.js
Pairings: Roommate!Jungwon x Fem!Reader x Best Friend!Jay
IN WHICH... your roommate Jungwon knows you're down bad for his best friend, Jay. He loves watching Jay flirt with you until you're a flustered mess, so why not spice things up with a little game?
WC: 7.3k
Content/Warnings: MDNI, Truth or Dare, Alcohol Use, Cuddling, Stripping, Edging, Teasing, Threesome, Fingering, Handjob, Multiple Orgasms, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, Aftercare (oral), Cuckolding, Praise Kink
A/N: I know Truth or Dare is a bit overused...BUT I WANTED TO WRITE IT, OK. Anyways, live, laugh, love JayWon. This is pretty filthy; enjoy ;D
Jungwon glanced at you, sprawled on the couch with your feet propped in his lap like you always did after a long day of classes.
He smiled to himself, rubbing soothing circles on your ankles as he glanced at his messages.
Jay was coming over in thirty minutes, and you had no idea.
He imagined the look on your face when he walked through the door— eyes wide and cheeks flushed, smiling too much, laughing too loudly.
It was adorable.
He loved seeing you turn into a flustered mess around his best friend. So he took every opportunity he could to put you two in the same room, watching from the side as you tried and failed to appear cool and relaxed.
Jay was a good sport about it, smiling when he was supposed to, keeping his flirting just subtle enough to drive you insane without crossing a line.
Jungwon watched it all, pulling you into his chest after getting home, as you babbled about how hot Jay was. You let him run his hands down your arms and bury his face in your neck, too distracted by thoughts of Jay to realize just how much your roommate loved to touch you.
Another message popped up on Jungwon’s phone.
Jay was ten minutes away.
He looked at you again, your face relaxed as you stared at your phone, your mouth curling slightly at the corners at something on the screen.
It was going to be a fun night.
You looked at Jungwon as the doorbell rang. “Are you expecting someone?”
He shrugged, gently removing your feet from his lap as he stood up. “Nope, I’ll check.” He got up and walked to the door, his figure disappearing down the hall.
You heard the door open, and a familiar voice trailed into the room.
You froze.
No, it couldn’t be.
You bolted upright, looking down in horror as you realized that you were in pajamas: an oversized t-shirt and sleep shorts that rode up your thighs. There was no time to change, no time to hide in your room. You ran your fingers through your hair, adjusting the shorts on your hips as you assumed a normal sitting position on the couch.
Jay walked into the room, and you glanced over your shoulder as casually as you could manage. “Oh, hey, Jay.”
His characteristic side-smile appeared on his face: “Hey, y/n, how are you?”
You smiled, “I’m good, just…relaxing.” You tried not to let your eyes wander. He was wearing a loose button-up shirt and baggy jeans. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up to his elbows, with two buttons undone at the top, so his collarbone was on full display.
But the worst (best) part? A thin pair of black glasses sat on the bridge of his nose, perched lazily as if he threw them on in a rush.
Was he trying to kill you?
You turned away as you felt heat creeping up your neck, scrolling absently on your phone.
Jungwon’s voice wafted through the space: “Can I get you something to drink, Jay?”
“Water’s fine.”
Your eyes were on your phone, but your attention was solely focused on Jay’s every movement. You heard him shift on his feet before he walked over and took a seat on the couch next to you, only a cushion between you.
“You look comfy.” He said.
You sucked in your bottom lip, pulling your bare legs under you as you shot him a half-smile. “Sorry, I didn’t realize you were coming over.”
He chuckled lowly, the sound triggering a warm ache between your legs. “It’s ok, I don’t mind.” He paused before adding, “It’s cute.”
A smile worked its way to your mouth as you fiddled with the bottom of your shirt. This kind of comment was normal for Jay, subtle but said at just the right moment to make you squirm. No matter how many times he did it, you never got used to it.
Jungwon came over with a glass of water for Jay, setting it on the table in front of him before sitting on the other side of you. He put his arm over your shoulder and practically pulled you on top of him, drawing a surprised yelp from your lips.
You gave him a sharp look, feeling a blush settle on your cheeks. He was never this touchy when Jay was around, always opting to hover on the sidelines and hold you later after you were done being a flustered mess.
But now his arm casually rested over your waist, your back against his chest as he traced your stomach through your shirt.
Jay’s eyes flicked to Jungwon’s arm over you, but he said nothing, his face unreadable. He leaned over and brought the water glass to his lips, his throat bobbing as he drank.
You couldn’t help but stare.
“Should we watch something?”
Jungwon’s voice interrupted your thoughts, and you tore your gaze away from Jay and to the TV, where Jungwon was already scrolling through movies.
Ten minutes later, you all settled on some rom-com you’d never seen, the studio fanfare echoing through the room.
Jungwon rested his chin on your head, his arm tightening around your waist as he shifted to pull you closer.
You didn’t move; you couldn’t move, because pulling away from him would mean moving closer to Jay, which was not an option. So you leaned back, letting yourself relax against Jungwon. You felt him smile behind you.
Throughout the movie, Jungwon’s hands got bolder. He traced circles on your thigh, brushed his knuckles against your arm, and played with the edge of your shirt so his fingers were just centimeters from the bare skin of your stomach.
You tried to ignore it, but with Jay on the other side of you, every touch felt different—charged. You knew that Jungwon was enjoying this, a hum vibrating from his chest every time you shifted under him.
At one point, he put his lips next to your ear, hot breath fanning over your neck as he whispered, “Comfortable?”
Your skin shivered, and you let out a breath, “Yeah.”
“Really? Because you’re moving a lot.”
You glanced at Jay to see if he was listening, but his face was turned towards the TV, seemingly totally unaware of your conversation.
“I know what you’re doing,” you hissed.
Jungwon let his hand rest at the top of your thigh. “What am I doing?”
“Being annoying.”
He laughed softly against your hair, which drew Jay’s attention. His dark eyes flicked to his friend's hand on your thigh, and this time—just barely—his eyes narrowed.
Jay stood up. “I’m going to grab a beer; anyone want one?”
“Ooh, yes, please,” Jungwon said
Jay looked at you, “y/n?”
You nodded, “Sure.”
The second he left the room, you wiggled out of Jungwon’s arms, climbing out of his lap.
“Hey,” he whined, reaching for you.
You ignored him. “What’s gotten into you? You’re so…clingy.”
“Can a guy not cuddle with his roommate?”
“Uh, not in front of the guy you know I like,” You said.
“I’m helping you; this will make him jealous.”
“Or it will scare him off, because Jay’s a good guy who wouldn’t steal the girl his best friend is fondling.”
Jungwon shrugged, “Fine, if you don’t like me touching you, I won’t.” He crossed his arms.
“I-,” you stopped. Of course, you liked it—being held by him. After a long day, Jungwon was always the person who could help you relax. Always the person who made you feel safe.
But this was different, at least—that’s what you told yourself.
You were still staring at Jungwon’s pouty expression when Jay walked back in.
He handed you both a beer and took his old seat, eyes darting between you and Jungwon.
You sighed and sat between them, your knee now barely brushing against Jungwon’s. He didn’t look at you.
The TV droned on, and you kept telling yourself that this was what you wanted. To be around Jay and embarrassingly flirt with him until (you hoped) he would finally make a move. But he was quietly watching the movie, and Jungwon was looking ahead with an expression like a stone, ignoring you regardless of how many apologetic glances you sent him.
You sank into the couch cushions and chalked the night up to a failure.
When the movie ended, you immediately got to your feet, planning to hide in your room for the rest of the evening.
“Tired already?” Jay said.
You laughed nervously, “Yeah, well I have a lot of studying to do tomorrow.”
“You didn’t even finish your drink.”
You looked down at the coffee table where your barely touched beer sat, the one you’d abandoned after Jungwon had given you the cold shoulder.
“You can finish it.” You said.
“y/n.”
You stopped, because no matter how hard you tried, Jungwon was your weakness. You turned, and almost smiled in relief when you saw that his cold expression had been replaced with a teasing smirk.
“How about we play a game?”
Your eyes narrowed. “What game?”
“Hmm,” he put a finger on his lip, “Would You Rather? Never Have I Ever? Truth or Dare?”
“What are we, thirteen?” Jay snorted.
“Come on, Jay Hyung, it’ll be fun. Have you ever even played them?”
Jay tapped his foot. “I guess not.”
Jungwon grinned at you. “y/n? Don’t make me force you.”
You tried to resist. Tried to make the words “no” come out of your mouth because the idea of playing any of those games with Jay in the mix made your heart race. But you still felt bad for shutting down Jungwon earlier, and he looked so cute right now with his hair flopping over his forehead…
“Fine.” You plopped back onto the couch. “Would You Rather sounds the least painful.”
“What do you say we introduce some shots into the mix, Jay?” Jungwon said.
Jay smiled, “In that case, Truth or Dare is best.” He looked at you, “That way you have an out.”
You groaned, “Why ask me if you’re not gonna listen?”
Jungwon laughed and ruffled your hair before heading to the kitchen. “You were outvoted y/n; it’s totally fair.”
“Whatever.”
Ten minutes later, the three of you sat on the ground around the coffee table, a shot glass in front of each of you with a bottle of vodka in the center.
“You'd better actually play the game, Wonie. I’m not in the mood to deal with you being drunk right now.” You grumbled.
He waved his hand. “Don’t worry, I’ll play, I promise.”
Jay just chuckled and poured each of you a shot. “One to start?”
You didn’t even wait for them. Just grabbed your glass and downed it, wincing as the bitter liquid hit the back of your throat.
Both of them stared at you with surprise etched on their faces.
“What?”
“Someone wasn’t lying about the long day,” Jay said, downing his too.
You rolled your eyes. “Let’s just start.”
After taking his shot, Jungwon turned to you. “Ok, y/n, truth or dare?”
You hesitated. This game was new for Jungwon, a step beyond the teasing comments and subtle hints. To make things worse, you could tell from the way he looked at you that he was feeling risky. Neither option was safe.
“Truth.”
He smiled sweetly. “What do you think about Jay Hyung?"
You froze. The question was simple enough, and Jungwon asked it with a casual lightness to his voice that could fool everyone. Everyone except you. You glanced at Jay, who seemed to be trying to hold back a smirk.
“Jay is…nice. He’s respectful and caring and…plays the guitar really well.”
Jungwon raised his eyebrows. “That’s it?”
You nodded quickly, avoiding Jay’s eyes that you felt burning into the side of your face. “Yup.”
He shrugged. “Ok, your turn then.”
“Truth or dare, Jungwon?”
He didn’t hesitate. “Dare.”
You bit your lip, flying through a list of potential dares. They all felt so boring, and you were starting to feel a bit vengeful. He loved making you squirm; maybe it was time for him to get a taste of his own medicine.
“I dare you to let me text your ex.” You smirked; it was perfect. He hated talking about her. You’d met her once, and she was that annoying type who was painfully clingy and controlling. If she wasn’t with him, she was texting him—often about her complete disapproval of you—saying how “improper” it was for a guy to have a female roommate. He had to block her for his own sanity. He would definitely take the shot; no way would he open up that can of worms.
Jungwon pulled out his phone and held it out to you with zero hesitation. “Go ahead.”
You stared at him, pushing down your shock as you slowly took it out of his hands. “Really?”
He shrugged.
You pursed your lips and decided to take a different route. You stood up and walked over to Jungwon, lowering yourself into his lap. You felt him exhale sharply, and Jay chuckled from the other side of the table. You took Jungwon’s arm and wrapped it around you, then pulled up his phone camera. You shifted until the picture looked as couply as possible, then took it, the frame showing nothing but his large hand palming your stomach.
You stood up and sent it before looking back at Jungwon.
He looked genuinely flustered, the most you’d ever seen him. His face was bright red, his pupils wide, and he couldn’t quite meet your eyes.
You cocked your head. He touched you like that all the time and never looked more than vaguely amused. But the second you initiated, he looked just like you after a few hours of talking to Jay…
Wait.
No.
Jungwon’s phone buzzed in your hand, ripping you out of your thoughts. You opened it to the message you’d sent, eyes widening at the texts that flooded the screen.
I fucking knew you liked her. You asshole, how long were you cheating on me?? That bitch can’t give you HALF of what I could!!
They went on and on and on… and you half-threw Jungwon’s phone back at him before sitting back down, feeling slightly dizzy. Were you really that oblivious?
Jungwon looked between you and the messages lighting up his phone, his eyes a storm of concern and satisfaction.
Jay wasted no time. “Jungwon, truth or dare?”
“Truth,” he said, trying to catch your eye.
“Did you really choose to room with y/n over me because you thought ‘space would be good for our friendship’?”
Your head snapped up, looking between the two boys before settling on Jungwon, who was shooting Jay a death glare.
“You told me Jay had already found a roommate.”
He laughed nervously, “Well, Heeseung was looking for a place.”
“But I asked him first,” Jay said. “He turned me down almost immediately.”
“Listen…” Jungwon tried.
“Answer the question or drink,” Jay said.
You were staring at Jungwon like he was a different person, and you assumed he noticed, because one look at you and he was reaching for his shot glass. After he drank, he leveled an annoyed expression at Jay.
“Truth or dare?”
“Dare,” Jay said.
Jungwon worked his jaw, studying Jay carefully. “I dare you to take your shirt off.”
Jay snorted, his eyebrows raised. “Really?”
“Do it or drink, Jay Hyung.”
You stared at your lap, wanting nothing more than to hide in your room. You knew if Jay did that, you’d be a blushing mess, and Jungwon knew it too.
But if he liked you, why did he keep pushing you towards Jay? Shouldn’t he be possessive or something? Although now that you thought about it, he was possessive—at least around everyone who wasn’t Jay. He never let you out of his sight at parties, and within minutes of a guy approaching you, he was always by your side, a light hand at your back as he subtly told the guy to fuck off.
You thought he was looking out for you, making sure you were safe. But now, you saw it for what it really was: a claim.
And for some reason, Jay was the only exception.
Jay glanced at you, his eyes dropping down to the way you were wringing your hands. He nodded slightly, and slowly—torturously—unbuttoned the rest of his shirt. He let it slip off his shoulders and tossed it behind him, leaving his chest completely bare.
It should be illegal how good he looked. Messy black hair, tan skin, black glasses sitting crooked on the edge of his nose. You tried not to stare. You really did. But you’d been imagining this exact image for months, and now that it was in front of you, you couldn’t look away.
Jay caught your eye and smirked, leaning back onto his hands behind his back and looking smugly at Jungwon.
But your roommate’s eyes were locked on you. He studied you with a hunger you’d never seen in him, watching the way your eyes were pulled to Jay like a magnet, and the way you crossed your legs, trying to calm the hot pressure building in your core.
“It’s your turn, y/n,” Jay said.
You stared at the bottle of vodka on the table, not wanting to look at either of them. The tension in the room was palpable, hovering around you like a raincloud ready to burst.
You forced yourself to look at Jay, trying with your entire being to keep your eyes on his face. “Truth or dare?”
He tilted his head, a slight smile on his face as he took in the blush on your neck. “Truth.”
“Um.” You looked between him and the vodka. “Do you…really think I’m cute?”
You watched as Jay’s eyes darkened, his gaze briefly dropping to your lips. He leaned forward, his muscles flexing as he rested his forearm on the table. “I mean what I say, y/n.”
The way he was looking at you was doing unholy things to your brain. You felt like he was undressing you with his eyes, his stare lingering on every shift of your hips as you squirmed under his attention.
You wanted him to touch you so bad it hurt.
Jungwon cleared his throat, snapping you both out of your trance. A muscle in his jaw was clenched as he looked between the two of you, his fingers tapping against his knee in a steady rhythm.
You bit your lip, brushing a strand of hair out of your eyes. “Go ahead, Jay.”
“Truth or dare y/n?”
You were quickly losing your ability to look Jay in the eye without every thought in your head immediately dissolving into warm emptiness. Your thighs clenched involuntarily every time his low voice slipped from between his lips, and you weren’t sure how much longer you could hold it together.
“Dare.”
Jay exhaled softly, and you saw his hand clench. He looked at Jungwon, whose cheeks were already flushed, and pupils wide as he looked at you, a half-contained neediness in his eyes.
“I dare you to sit in my lap.”
You felt your mouth fall open as the words left his mouth, a rush of blood going straight between your legs. His eyes traced the parting of your lips the same way a cat looked at a toy, drinking in your shock like it was fuel. He shot you the crooked half-smile he knew drove you crazy. “You can drink, you know.”
You knew you should. It was one of those dares that was supposed to make you drink, but the thought of your back pressed against Jay’s bare chest…it was everything you’d been dreaming about.
Jungwon’s gaze bore into you like a physical pressure, and as you turned your head, you prepared yourself for jealousy, even anger. But instead, when your eyes met his, you found only anticipation.
You stared at your shot glass, every thought in your brain screaming at you to fill it, but your desire was winning, and your body was being pulled towards Jay as if he was your center of gravity.
Slowly, you got to your feet and moved towards Jay. His eyes were almost completely black as he watched you, and when you lowered your butt to sit squarely in his crossed legs, his hands found your hips, holding you firmly against him.
He took off his glasses and placed them on the table, then shifted so his chin rested on your shoulder, his breath hot on your neck as he whispered in your ear. “Good choice.”
You had to hold your breath to stop from whimpering. His skin felt electric whenever it touched you, and his hands weren’t helping. His fingers traced gentle strokes in the bend between your hips and thighs, one of them occasionally brushing up your bare leg.
You cursed yourself for wearing shorts; the skin-to-skin contact was going to be the end of you.
“Jungwon, go.” Jay’s low voice sent a shiver down your spine, and you couldn’t stop yourself from exhaling softly.
You felt him smile against your ear.
Jungwon licked his lips, gaze locked on the way you chewed on your lip to keep from making a sound you knew you’d regret.
“y/n, truth or dare?”
“Truth,” you said quickly.
His question was instant and slightly breathless. “Are you turned on right now?”
You tensed, and at that moment, Jay’s hand drifted towards your inner thigh.
You gasped, pressing your back against his chest as the pressure in your core tightened.
Jungwon smirked, his expression almost predatory.
Jay chuckled. “I feel like that answers it.”
“I want to hear her say it,” Jungwon said.
You knew there was no getting out of this one, but you tried to sound at least a little put-together as you said it. “Yes…”
“Yes what?” Jungwon asked.
You clicked your tongue. “Yes, I’m turned on.”
Jay nuzzled his nose behind your ear, his lips brushing over your hot skin, sending a shivering jolt down your back.
“Jay…” you sighed.
He made a sound similar to a purr. “Oh, I like it when you say my name like that.”
The ache between your legs was so intense it hurt, and you were about five seconds away from grinding on Jay’s lap. You couldn’t take it anymore; you needed to be touched.
Then you realized you had the power, because it was your turn.
Jungwon had moved closer, taking your old spot as he watched the way Jay traced your neck with his lips, his fingers playing with the necklace around his neck.
“Jungwon, truth or dare?”
His eyes darted up to yours. “Truth.”
You sighed because it was not the one you wanted him to pick. Luckily, you still had plenty of questions. “Why do you like watching Jay flirt with me?”
You saw them exchange glances.
Jungwon rubbed the back of his neck. “I liked…that he distracted you. I could see you get flustered and nervous around me since it wasn’t about me. You’d let me hold you and comfort you, something that would never happen if I-”
He stopped, and you noticed the growing tint of red on his cheeks.
“If you what?”
He leaned back on his hands, a teasing smile on his face. “You’ll have to wait for your next turn.”
You rolled your eyes, momentarily forgetting where you were sitting until Jay’s hand slipped under your shirt.
You inhaled sharply as his hand palmed your stomach, the contact making your hunger flourish with a new intensity.
Jay’s voice sounded close to your ear. “I guess it’s my turn now. Are you ready?”
You nodded, your head feeling heavy.
His breath made your skin tingle as he spoke. “Truth or dare y/n?”
Frankly, you were done playing games.
“Dare.”
He smiled against your neck, and a few seconds passed before he declared your fate.
“I dare you to kiss Jungwon.”
The room went silent.
You looked at Jungwon.
He was staring at Jay with wide eyes, all of his playful confidence gone as his carefully guarded desires were revealed to the world.
“You can still drink y/n,” Jay said, his voice smug.
You realized you didn’t want to, and even though Jay was the one who made your knees weak, you were so horny you didn’t particularly care who was doing the touching.
Your eyes flicked down to Jungwon’s lips, and you felt a spark of pleasure in your brain when you saw his eyes visibly darken with need. Plus, it was about time that Jungwon took his turn being the flustered one.
You moved to climb out of Jay’s lap, but his hands gripped your hips, holding you down. “Nope, he has to come to you.”
Jungwon didn’t hesitate. He moved until he was directly across from Jay’s legs, looking up at you with nervous anticipation.
Slowly, you hooked your hand behind his neck, playing with the ends of his hair as your eyes scanned his face.
You’d barely touched him, and he looked wrecked. His pupils were blown completely wide, his skin was hot, and his breathing came out in quick, shallow gasps. He kept looking between your eyes and your lips, like he was scared they’d disappear if he looked away for too long.
You smiled because you were starting to understand why Jungwon enjoyed seeing you like this. The way he was looking at you made your core ache just as much as Jay’s rogue fingers, and you wondered how many of the nights that he held you after watching you lose your mind over Jay ended with him stroking himself in his room.
Now, you could help each other.
You leaned in, and you felt him tentatively brush his nose against yours, his hot breath ghosting over your mouth before your lips finally touched.
His lips were soft, familiar like you’d kissed them thousands of times. You felt a warmth bloom in your chest like a campfire—intense but safe. Jungwon made a sound, and you felt his hand instinctively rise to brush your waist, like he wanted to hold you but didn’t want to overstep.
You grabbed his wrist and moved his hand the rest of the way, smiling against his lips as his fingers dug gratefully into your side.
That’s when you felt a finger press on your clit.
You gasped into Jungwon’s mouth as a surge of pleasure swept through your body, your grip on his hair tightening, causing a groan to slip from his lips.
“Don’t mind me,” Jay said, pulling your hair back from your neck and leaning down to kiss the sensitive skin, his finger still pressed firmly on your clit through your shorts.
Your focus was narrowed until all you could feel was the painful pressure between your legs and the warmth of Jungwon’s lips. But in that moment, it didn’t matter whose lips were whose, or whose hands; all that mattered was that you wanted them on you.
So you kissed Jungwon as if your life depended on it, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him as close as physics allowed, because on that floor—sandwiched between two boys that’d been devouring you with their eyes for hours—it felt like it did.
Jungwon responded to your sudden eagerness like he’d been waiting for it all his life, opening his mouth and letting your tongues dance like fated lovers, his hands gripping your waist with a claiming force.
Jay hadn’t stopped kissing your neck, nipping and sucking at the skin like he wanted to spell his own name in bruises. His fingers had started making light circles over your clothed core, the slight pressure driving you even crazier than direct contact. You shifted on his lap, trying to grind against his finger and increase the pressure. Every time, his other hand would pinch the skin on your inner thigh, making you arch and tremble against his back.
You desperately wanted to feel your skin pressed against his bare chest, so you moved one arm from around Jungwon’s neck and gripped the bottom of your sleep shirt, tugging it up against Jungwon’s hands. He got the message and detached from your lips with a wet pop, ripping your shirt off your body and tossing it to the side.
A broken groan escaped his lips as he took you in bare before him. “You’re more than I ever imagined.” He reached out and rolled one of your hard nipples between his thumb and index finger, smiling as you moaned at the contact.
“Do you like it when I touch you y/n?”
“Yes!” You gasped. “I love it when you touch me, Wonie.”
“God, you sound so pretty,” Jay said, teeth grazing over your ear.
You leaned your head back on his shoulder, sighing as your skin met his.
“Fuck Jungwon,” Jay said, his hand on your hip moving up to cup your other breast. “How did you hold back for so long?”
Jungwon took your nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the sensitive bud. “I wanted her to beg for it.”
Jay smiled and forced your chin towards him, drinking in your wrecked expression with hungry eyes. “I don’t hear much begging.”
“Jay,” you breathed, “I want you so bad.”
“How bad?”
“I want you to fuck me.”
“Yeah?” He sighed, tracing your bottom lip with his thumb.
You continued, the pressure in your core so intense it was making you delirious, Jungwon’s persistent mouth on your chest not helping. “I’ve wanted you for so long, I dreamed of you inside me, please.”
The sentence had barely left your mouth when he kissed you.
His lips were hungry, firm, devouring your mouth like a wild animal. One of your hands found his hair, and he growled, holding your chin towards him with an almost painful grip.
The room was filled with the sound of clashing tongues and wet licks, your strained moan occasionally cutting through the filth.
Jay’s hand had migrated under your sleep shorts, running up your folds through your soaked panties.
Your hips jerked against him with every stroke, begging for more.
He just smiled against your lips, never giving you the pressure you craved.
He was just as bad as Jungwon, preferring to watch you slowly come apart, much more than the end goal. You wondered if your roommate had learned it from him.
You were vaguely aware of Jungwon removing his hoodie and t-shirt, moving forward until you were basically straddled between them. His hands found your waistband, pulling your shorts down completely until you were naked besides your panties. He watched Jay’s hand run over your core with glazed eyes, his erection growing painfully in his pants.
When you felt Jungwon’s hand on your wrist, pulling it towards him, you broke the kiss with Jay to look, breathing heavily.
Jungwon placed your palm over his bulge, groaning as you squeezed softly.
You leaned forward, watching every twitch of pleasure on Jungwon’s face as you rubbed him. “How long have you been hiding this from me, Jungwon?”
He tilted his head back, moaning softly. “So long, baby.”
The pet name made you smile. “You should have just asked; you know how much I like to make you happy. My sweet Wonie, my perfect roommate. I could have helped you.”
His face was strained as he looked at you. “Really? You would have…?”
You lowered your voice, keeping your eyes locked. “Anything for you, Jungwon.”
That was enough to make him buck against your hand, and he pulled away from your touch, gasping as his legs trembled. “I almost came right there, and you barely touched me.”
“Take it off, Jungwon.”
He nodded, pulling at the waistband of his sweats, stripping down his pants, and his boxers in one motion. His cock sprang free, already dripping and angry with arousal.
You licked your lips and reached for him.
Jungwon sat back down, and when your fingers made contact, he groaned.
You slowly stroked his shaft, watching his face contort in pleasure at your touch.
You heard Jay sigh behind you, the sound sending a vibration through your back. “Need to see your face look like that,” he whispered.
Then his fingers slipped under your panties.
“Jay!” You moaned, pressing your back harder against his chest.
His finger swiped through your wet folds, the sound so filthy it made you arch against him.
You continued your strokes along Jungwon’s shaft, speeding up slightly when Jay’s fingers made your control slip.
Jungwon was a moaning mess under you, keeping himself propped up on his elbows as he watched you touch him while Jay made you squirm.
Jay put his other hand back on your breast, pinching your hard nipple as he continued to tease your entrance.
You brushed your finger over the slit on Jungwon’s tip; his sounds were the only thing keeping you grounded as Jay edged you.
“Fuck!” Jungwon groaned. “Talk to me, y/n; I want to hear your voice.”
“Wonie,” you gasped, trying to grind against Jay’s fingers. “I’ve always loved it when you touched me; you always made me feel good even when I was miserable.”
Jay’s thumb pressed against your clit, drawing a high-pitched moan from your throat. You pumped Jungwon’s dick with desperate speed, feeling the pressure in your core building.
Jungwon’s breathing was ragged. “y/n, I’m close!”
“Jay!” You sobbed, turning your head to bury your face in his neck.
Jay chuckled lowly and finally slipped two fingers past your entrance, a scream streaming from your lips as he curled up to hit your G-spot.
Your orgasm hit you like a truck, exploding through you like a parade of fireworks. You let go of Jungwon and gripped Jay’s knees with an iron grip as pleasure wracked your body.
Jungwon came right after, gasping as hot ropes of his cum shot out over your stomach and even Jay’s hand, which was still moving inside you as he helped you through your orgasm.
You ground on Jay’s hand as you rode out the aftershocks, your chest heaving as the hours of buildup were finally released.
When you were slumped against him, Jay removed his hand, eyes going to Jungwon as he studied the remnants of cum on his arm.
Jungwon lay on the ground with a lazy smile on his face. “Sorry, Jay Hyung.”
Jay just smirked and put his arm in front of your mouth. “Open up.”
Your mouth dropped open, too spent to be anything but obedient.
Jay put his hand on the back of your head and pushed you towards his arm, sighing as he watched you lick up the white substance. “Good girl.”
When you were done, you fell back onto Jay’s chest, finding solace in his warmth.
He chuckled. “You ok?”
You nodded, your eyes closed as you nuzzled your cheek into his neck. “I’m perfect.”
“Yeah, you are,” Jungwon said, watching you curl into Jay with nothing but adoration in his eyes.
“But I feel bad that you didn’t get to feel good, Jay.”
Jay stroked your hair. “Don’t feel bad; watching you was reward enough.”
You traced his collarbone with your finger, his skin so warm and smooth it was intoxicating. You remembered what you’d said to him earlier when he’d asked you to beg. You hadn’t lied; they weren’t just words spoken in desperation. You wanted Jay fully, and the fresh ache in your core told you that you weren’t ready for the night to end.
You put your lips next to his ear and lowered your voice into a whisper. “Jay, I still need you.”
He tensed under you, his hands that had been wandering over your waist stilling.
“y/n…” he said, his voice strained.
“What?” You pouted. “Do you not want me?”
He stared at your plump lips, and you could see the battle of restraint in his eyes. His expression alone answered your question, but you wanted to hear him say it.
“It’s not that, I just…” A muscle in his jaw twitched, and he looked at Jungwon, who was watching the two of you closely. “Jungwon has liked you for so long and I can’t-”
Jungwon cut him off. “It’s ok, Jay, do what she asks.”
“What?” Jay said.
You looked at your roommate, whose back was already propped against the table, his hand drifting to his hardening cock. “Fuck her, Jay Hyung.”
Jay searched your face for confirmation, his hand drifting down to your ass.
So you kissed him.
Jay groaned into your mouth, his lips moving with a new intensity now that the unspoken boundaries had been stripped away. One of his hands tangled in your hair while the other hooked under your thigh, holding you flush against him. He gently lowered you off his lap, pushing you onto your back on the carpet. He stood up and grabbed at the zipper on his jeans, sighing as his hard length finally sprang free.
“Jay,” you moaned. Your walls clenched at the sight of him, and you watched with bated breath as he slowly sank to his knees before you.
Beside you, Jungwon had started to stroke himself. His eyes were glassy as they flicked between Jay’s dick and your face, pupils widening as he watched your lips part in a needy whine. The effect your sounds had on him was almost concerning. He thought that he could spend the rest of his life hearing them and never get tired of it. He reminded himself to ask if he could record you next time.
Jay grabbed your legs and hooked them over his shoulders, smirking when you gasped at the sudden change in position. He hissed as he let his tip run through your folds, your wetness coating his length.
You clawed at the floor, fingers curling in the carpet as shockwaves of pleasure coursed through you in intense bursts. Your vagina clenched around nothing, wanting so desperately to be filled.
“You feel so fucking good.” Jay groaned. He teased your entrance, hovering at the rim of your hole, moving in small circles.
You tried to push yourself onto him, but he pulled back every time, watching with brutal satisfaction as a few tears spilled down your face.
“Jay!” You sobbed, so frustrated you didn’t know what to do with yourself. You didn’t think you’d wanted anything more in your life.
“Shh, it’s ok, baby.” Jungwon appeared by your head. He stroked your hair and peppered kisses down your face. “Just a little longer, ok?”
You reached for him; his voice a beacon in the dark, more comforting than you could put into words.
Jungwon interlaced your fingers and leaned down to kiss your lips.
You gripped his hair, holding onto him like a lifeline.
His kiss was deep and claiming, full of unspoken confessions and pent-up desires. With every move of his lips, you remembered the way he held you to his chest after a long day, or the way he hovered near you at a party, only a step away whenever you needed him.
You were lost in it, lost in him, and then you felt a pressure between your legs, and with a strangled groan, Jay pushed inside of you.
You cried out, ripping your mouth away from Jungwon as you threw your head back, the stretch so good you were seeing white.
Since you were still wet from earlier, Jay wasted no time. He moved inside of you in eager thrusts, his rhythm hard and devastating.
“You’re so tight,” he growled, “so fucking perfect for me.”
Jungwon kept stroking your hair, his other hand on his cock as he pumped himself in time with Jay’s thrusts. “Keep going, Jay Hyung, she’s so pretty right now.”
Jay’s grip tightened on your hips as he deepened his thrusts, studying the pleasure on your face with the same care and intensity he studied his F1 races.
You were a moaning wreck, your sounds getting higher and more frequent as you felt your orgasm building.
Jungwon removed his hand from your hair and shifted towards where Jay was slipping inside of you. With one hand never leaving his dick, his gaze turned towards you; he reached down and pressed two fingers on your clit.
You screamed, tears streaming down your face as he started making firm, consistent circles over the sensitive bud.
He pumped himself harder, his breaths turning ragged as he approached his climax.
Jay had started slamming into you with frantic snaps against your pelvis, his eyes wide as short gasps stumbled from his lips.
You were all close, all chasing a release you’d been thinking of the second Jungwon turned down Jay’s roommate offer. Beginning the slow-burn cycle of stolen glances and loaded words that left you all aching by the end of the day.
You came first.
A broken cry ripped from your throat as you felt your walls clamp down around Jay, spasms of pleasure flowing through your body in waves.
Jay followed you, gasping as his hot seed filled you to the brim, your pussy milking him dry. He slowed his thrusts as he helped you through it, the two of you moaning in harmony.
Jungwon was last. He jerked himself off with quick strokes of his hand, wrecked whines slipping from between his lips as he came for the second time that night. He aligned himself so most of it landed around your mouth, and you licked up as much as you could, finding the way he followed the flicks of your tongue addicting.
The smell of sex lingered over the room like a cloud, the only sound the heaving of your mingled breaths.
Jay pulled out of you, groaning as your bodies came apart with a wet squelch. He collapsed next to you, eyes closed as he caught his breath.
Jungwon crawled to the vacant space between your legs, licking his lips before leaning down to clean up Jay’s cum leaking down your thighs.
You whimpered, oversensitive and spent, too weak to shove him away.
“Jay, would you get her face?” Jungwon said, voice muffled between your legs.
Jay sighed, opening his eyes and leaning over you. He kissed away the remains of Jungwon’s mess, tongue flicking over your skin as he licked up every drop. When he was done, he kissed you softly, and you moaned when you tasted Jungwon’s cum on his lips.
He smirked, “You’re a filthy little thing, aren’t you?”
You kissed him again, a smile on your lips. “Only for you.”
When Jungwon was finished, he lay down on your other side, his hand moving to your waist as he pulled your back against his chest. He kissed your shoulder. “How do you feel?”
You placed your hand over his on your waist, brushing his fingers. “Tired.”
“But a good tired?” Jay asked.
You laughed. “Yeah, pretty good.”
“So I didn’t ruin our friendship?” Jungwon asked, face buried in your hair.
You smiled. “No, Wonie, I think you made it better.”
“So…we can do this again?”
You giggled at the hope in his voice. “All three of us?”
Jay pushed a strand of hair out of your face. “If you want.”
You ran your hand down Jay’s chest, smiling when his muscles flexed under your touch. You could get used to this.
“Yes, I’d like that.”
Jungwon made a noise somewhere between a gasp and a laugh, peppering kisses down your neck, his lips curved into a smile against your skin. “Now I can stop pretending everything you do doesn’t drive me insane.”
Jay leaned in and kissed you softly. “You know, at first, I only flirted because Jungwon asked me to, but somewhere along the way, I started believing what I was saying.”
You grinned, brushing his cheek with your thumb. “So you’re in?”
He smiled. “All the way.”
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